The Best Actor and the Non-Captive Canary

Suddenly hearing Ling Mu's name from his mouth, Yan Qiujing's scalp twitched suddenly, and a chill ran down his back: "You..."

"What do I know?" Qiao He thought for a while, and said, "The young master who is not disclosed by the Ling Group is a student of the 13th class of the xx Dance Academy. He lived in the second dormitory building 715 at the beginning. Living together, the first address is an independent apartment near the university town..." Joe and He paused, then laughed softly: "Have you guessed who I am?"

Yan Qiujing clenched his fists tightly, his eyes were red with rage, and a ball of fire was burning in his chest. He clenched his back molars tightly, and after a long while, he squeezed out a sentence: "I. Fuck you. Mom. "

Ling Mu was 20 years old that year, a junior.

When he received an unknown package with his name written on the outer box with a red marker pen for the third time in the dormitory, he was politely persuaded by the head of the dormitory to leave the dormitory. A creepy little noise.

"It sounds like something alive this time, and I don't know if it's a snake or a mouse. How should I deal with it?" A courageous roommate carefully picked up a tightly sealed cardboard box with a wooden stick and walked downstairs with him: "The police Do you care about this? You can't throw the cardboard box at the school, in case this thing gets out and hurts people..."

Ling Mu stared at the cardboard box, suppressed the trembling in his body, and said, "Give it to me, I'll take it out and deal with it."

The roommate handed over the wooden stick in his hand, and asked hesitantly, "Who did you offend? Can't the police find out?"

Ling Mu bit his lip, shook his head slowly after a while, and said, "It might be a prank."

The roommate looked at him for a while, then sighed, "I don't think it's that simple, you better be careful."

"Ah."

Ling Mu came out of school, walked to the rear of the car parked on the side of the road and knocked on the trunk, and the trunk opened in response.

He sat back in the car, and Yan Qiujing's kiss quickly entangled him.Ling Mu absorbed his kiss absent-mindedly, and Yan Qiujing let him go after a while, and asked casually while starting the car: "Huh? What did you bring, baby?"

Ling Mu fastened his seat belt, recalled the rustling sound in the box just now, and said in a low voice, "Snake, where can we get rid of it?"

Yan Qiujing braked and stopped on the side of the road, looking at him in shock: "Snake? Where did the snake come from?"

Ling Mu didn't answer, and rarely begged: "Get it away first, okay, I... don't want to stay with this thing."

Ling Mu turned his head and looked out the window, Yan Qiujing clearly saw the red corners of his eyes from the reflection of the car window, and immediately understood what happened.He slammed the accelerator and reached out to hold Ling Mu's cold hand.

After taking a bath and going to bed at night, Yan Qiujing hugged Ling Mu, who had been in a bad mood all night and rarely spoke, and asked, "Can you tell me what's going on?"

Ling Mu buried his head in front of his chest and said nothing, Yan Qiujing could only guess, "Did your classmates bully you?"

The head on the chest shook slightly, and after a while Yan Qiujing noticed the warmth seeping through the fabric on the chest, and hurriedly raised Ling Mu's head: "What happened?"

Ling Mu lowered his eyes, and there were still tears on his long eyelashes, but it made Yan Qiujing's heart ache: "Be good, don't cry, don't cry."

Ling Mu said, "Hug," Yan Qiujing hurriedly hugged him back into his arms, and the person in his arms trembled, saying: "...I'm afraid."

Yan Qiujing had heard Ling Mu's tone before, and suddenly felt his heart was broken by the tears of the person in his arms: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I'm here."

Ling Mu didn't speak again, no matter how much Yan Qiujing coaxed or tricked him, he couldn't pry his mouth open, so he had to give up.

The next day, Yan Qiujing asked someone to find out the whole story from Ling Mu's roommate. He almost died of anger, so he quickly found a secluded house near the school and took Ling Mu out.

But not long after, a thick stack of photos of the two living together appeared in the Ling Group's CEO's office...

And now, the culprit of all this is leisurely showing off his 'merit' on the other end of the phone: "I just wrote a letter to him and told him that if he said it, I would send your photos to the media. He actually It's a foolish letter," Qiao He sighed, "but how can I be willing to hurt you?"

Yan Qiujing's chest was aching, and he said angrily, "I won't let you go."

"You'd better never let me go," Qiao He said with a disgusting tenderness in his voice: "I am very happy to be remembered by you."

"Do you know? It's really painful to start learning to dance at the age of 22. It took me four years to transform myself into the second him. Do you know how much preparation I have made before I dare to appear in front of you in such a fair way? ..."

"The second him?" Yan Qiujing couldn't help but sarcastically said, "Are you worthy of being compared with him?"

"Hehe," Qiao He laughed softly again: "I love you more than him."

Hearing such a disgusting confession for the first time, Yan Qiujing felt a little nauseous.The strength in his hand almost crushed the phone: "What do you want?"

"What do I want?" Qiao He's voice was a little sad: "I want to go back to the time when I was looking at you from afar."

"By the way, are you recording?" Qiao and Qing Piao Piao said, "Do you dare to send this recording? Ling Mu is going to debut soon."

"Are you threatening me?" Yan Qiujing was furious.

Qiao He smiled sullenly: "That's right. I just want my name to be with you for a longer time. This can be regarded as a successful end to my pursuit of stars for so many years."

"What the hell did I do in my last life to meet a fan like you?" Yan Qiu Jingqi's brain was a little lack of oxygen, and he said weakly, "I beg you, go see a doctor!"

"Okay." Qiao He said softly, "I've got what I want, goodbye idol."

Qiao He hung up the phone, and Yan Qiujing lay on the bed for a long time without recovering.

In addition to anger, there is more guilt and self-blame that engulfed him like a tide.It was like an invisible hand strangled his throat, and he couldn't breathe.He didn't even dare to recall how many things his baby had endured silently all these years.

He pressed his eyes tightly, and it took him a while to pick up the phone that had been ringing non-stop since he ended the call just now, and answered: "Who?"

"I," Fang Lin's voice on the other end of the phone, "why did it take you so long to answer?"

For Fang Lin's sudden call, Yan Qiujing was really surprised at the moment, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"How is your health?" Fang Lin smiled happily: "Can you get out of bed?"

Yan Qiujing couldn't be bothered to deal with her hypocritical condolences, so he said angrily: "Hemiplegia, bedridden."

"Ah, that's it." Fang Lin pretended to have a pity tone, and sighed: "The finals still need a male host. I just recommended you to the program team. Since you are inconvenient, then find someone else, just That's it, I hang up..."

As soon as Yan Qiujing heard this, she immediately recovered from the emotion just now, and hurriedly called her: "Wait a minute! I am in good health, I can run and dance, and the food is delicious. The voice is sweet, the food is delicious and the price is cheap, come here. Come on, give me the phone number of the chief director and I will talk to him."