I heard I'm the official partner of the villain

Feng Ci thought that Yan Yuxiu would leave in two days, but unexpectedly, this man looked like he had lived there for a long time, completely treating his room as his own home.

He doesn't have many people in charge, because the crew is very busy with the schedule, trying to finish filming this part within half a month, and leave here before the Chinese New Year, when everyone can breathe a sigh of relief.

So he came back quite late the next time.

Until one time, because of a little delay, and the heroine was relatively late in the scene with him, we came back together, and by the way, we had a scene confrontation in the car.

It was already late when they arrived at the hotel, and there was only one point of disagreement. In fact, Lin Yan felt that there was a discrepancy in one part of the dialogue and asked him if he wanted to change it.

Feng Ci asked, what do you want to change?

Lin Yan thought for a while, then shook her head. She just felt something was wrong, but she hadn't figured out how to change it, so she came to ask Feng Ci what he thought.

Feng Ci looked at the dialogue in the script and was thinking about it, when suddenly there was a clear coughing sound behind him, the voice was still Qin He.

He moved his gaze away from the script, and before he could turn his head, he saw a girl drinking a hot drink walking with her head down, not far ahead, as if she didn't notice, without any turning, straight He bumped into Yan Xixiu who was standing there on the phone.

The hot drink accidentally dropped from his hand and spilled all over the man, ruining that valuable pure cashmere dark blue coat immediately.

Qin He watched and shook his head: This drama is really nothing new.

So far, their bosses don't know how many pieces of clothes were destroyed in these people's hands, and they can't afford to pay for each one of them.

Typical to see too much.

After the bumper reacted, he kept apologizing, and was about to take out a tissue to wipe the man.

Yan Yuxiu's expression was slightly cold, his brows frowned, and he took a step back, avoiding this man's hand.

"No one taught you that it's normal etiquette to apologize quietly."

There was no emotion in this statement, as if she simply pointed out that she did not possess normal etiquette.

The girl was taken aback, retracted her hand embarrassingly, said sorry again, and subconsciously raised her head to look at the stern man in front of her who was said to have an extraordinary background.

Looking at a pair of indifferent and sharp black eyes through the thin lenses.

Cool, without any emotion, high above, not like normal people.

She felt a chill in her heart, and the pores on her back stood up.

She swallowed subconsciously, for a moment she even forgot what she was about to say, she was stunned and didn't know what to say, and hurried away.

Here, Lin Yan looked at Feng Ci who was standing beside him with an unchanged expression, and exited at the right time, "I still have something to do, let's talk about it tomorrow."

Feng Ci nodded.

As soon as Lin Yan and her assistant walked away, Qin He stepped forward and asked Feng Ci in a low voice, "Do you want to solve it?"

Feng Ci took a look at him, this Qin Heping is a person who never takes the initiative to speak up when he has nothing to do, what's going on today?He followed the man's words, "How to solve it?"

Qin He's expression was very flat, "Like this, just move it farther away."

He thought for a while and added, "The boss doesn't like one thing happening repeatedly."

It means that it is enough for one person to bump into it, and this kind of situation should not happen again.

Feng Ci looked at him, "You can do whatever you want."

He didn't understand why Qin He said this in front of him. It's normal for Yan Xixiu to attract bees and butterflies. His subordinates can become professionals in handling these matters. They have rich experience and quick means, so they can do whatever they want .

Ask him why?Is there a reward bonus?

Qin He thought to himself, now the boss follows you in everything, no matter who you ask.

Your words are more useful than anything.

He felt that following this person was like following a trump card, specifically to unlock various impossible events about their boss.

It's only natural that this person is still ignorant.

Alas, feel sorry for their boss.

That coat was thrown away by Yan Xixiu.

Throwing is not merciless.

On the grounds that he had no clothes, he wore a Fengci coat, which was a more casual and calm style.

Feng Ci is different from this usually quiet and indifferent dressing style. He has good looks and can always dress with a sense of luxury. He has always been favored by the fashion industry, and his agent has always been interested in fashion. world, so most of his clothes are trendy, individual and bold.

Although how simple he himself is in private, it can't change the style of most of this person's clothes.

Feng Ci was speechless when he was looking for clothes, "Can you find a reason that you can listen to?"

Lack of clothes to wear?

His assistant was afraid that he might cry.

Yan Yuxiu stood beside him, "I still feel that milky smell on my body."

It's the sticky smell of that cup of hot drink that is both fragrant and sweet.

He felt uncomfortable.

Feng Ci glanced at him, oh, I have a cleanliness disorder.

He took out one casually, "It seems that you really don't dislike me."

Yan Xixiu put on his coat, "How can the word dislike be used on you."

Feng Ci felt a little tired. There were a lot of fighting scenes today. In one scene, there were too many people and he couldn't dodge. He bumped into props and knocked his kneecap, but he didn't react and didn't think much about it.

He lay down on the bed, "What is that?"

He was always unprepared in front of Yan Yuxiu, especially during this time, sometimes Yan Yuxiu came to hug him, smelling the fragrance of this person, within 2 minutes, he could fall asleep.

So Yan Yuxiu leaned over, and only halfway through speaking, this person was already in a drowsy state.

Yan Xixiu, "..."

He took off the man's coat to avoid an uncomfortable sleep.

Fengci's state of half-dream and half-awake, half obedient, half unconscious.

More than half of the clothes were taken off.

Until he vaguely felt that a hand was unbuttoning his trousers, he stretched out his hand and pulled the man into his arms, turned over and pressed against him.

The lips followed the corners of the lips and kissed the neck, in a lustful and passionate way.

With a wild vigor.

Until Feng Ci was caught off guard by the pain, his consciousness immediately returned halfway, and he lowered his head to see that Yan Xiuxiu's collar had been torn a little by him, looking like he was about to be ruined.

He bit the side of the man's neck and muttered, "Why do you feel like you're going to be ruined every time you sleep?"

This person looks too irrelevant to love, making people feel that pulling him into the secular world of joy and love is a sin.

But how to put it, sin is something that depends on whether you are a saint or a habitual offender.

Yan Yuxiu raised her eyes, "Why did you wake up suddenly?"

Feng Ci moved his legs, let go of him, and sat on the side without changing his expression, "I suddenly remembered something."

Yan Yuxiu also sat up, "Huh?"

Feng Ci looked at him, "That girl threw herself into your arms in front of me."

Yan Yuxiu didn't react, but still said, "It won't happen in the future."

Feng Ci's expression slowly became serious, as if something big happened.

He didn't speak.

The expression is also very dignified.

Yan Yuxiu reached out to hold his hand, and asked him tentatively, "A Ci, are you angry?"

Fengci shouldn't be angry about this kind of thing, he doesn't care about it himself.

Feng Ci, "Well, I'm angry."

Yan Yuxiu was startled, a little surprised.

Feng Ci changed his words, "No, I'm jealous."

He should be jealous about this kind of thing, yes, the role of the show can go like this, Feng Ci consciously occupies the highest moral point, and casts a glance at Yan Xixiu, "Is there someone waiting for you on the bed?"

It's normal, there are never many men and women who ask for joy from Director Yan.

So this sentence is not wrong at all.

He actually wanted to see Yan Xixiu's reaction and what he would do next, but after this man finished listening, he kept looking at him, and he couldn't see clearly the deep and complicated emotions in his eyes.

After a while, Yan Xixiu asked softly, "Are you really jealous?"

There are pits.

Feng Ci replied cautiously, "You can eat it or not."

Yan Xixiu, "..."

He was silent for a while, "You can't change the scene casually."

Feng Ci changed it back, "Well, I'm jealous."

Yan Yuxiu smiled, leaned over and held his face, "Then I'll try it."

Just kiss, why don't you find any reason.

Feng Ci rolled his eyes in his heart.

This kiss was extraordinarily long, lingering, and extremely fiery. Hot.

Until Feng Ci realized that his pants were about to lose their hold, "Wait a minute—"

His reaction was actually not obvious, but Yan Yuxiu's full attention was on him, and he immediately realized something was wrong, "Injured?"

He glanced, stretched out his hand, and pressed it right on Feng Ci's left knee.

Feng Ci said weakly, "Can you tap lightly?"

Yan Yuxiu glanced at him, pressed his fingers on a few places, like acupoints, asked Feng Ci if it hurts, and then let go, "Fortunately, it's not a big problem."

Feng Ci leaned over the bed and looked at him, and couldn't help saying, "Are you studying medicine?"

"It's not proficient," Yan Yuxiu called, asked Qin He to deliver medicine, and said to Feng Ci, "Take off your pants."

Feng Ci, "I don't want to take it off."

"Either take it all off, choose one of the two."

Feng Ci looked at him, sighed, got up and took off his clothes, "Do you think you are greedy for my beauty?"

After taking off his pants, he glanced down, "It's okay, it will be fine in a few days."

Yan Yuxiu reached out and touched the man's long legs, "He's pretty."

Feng Ci gave him a complicated look, "Where's your face?"

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Yan Yuxiu went to get the medicine and began to apply the medicine to Fengci.

Feng Ci didn't wear pants, and he didn't have the nerve to move around. He glanced at Yan Yuxiu, couldn't help it, and took another look.

The man put his legs on his own, lowered his head slightly, his complexion was fair and clean, and his expression was a little cold, but the movements of his hands were very delicate, although the strength of rubbing the medicine was not light.

Feng Ci propped his chin and looked at him, "Yan Xixiu, do you know what you look like now?"

Yan Yuxiu didn't raise her eyebrows, "What?"

Feng Ci teased slowly, "Like a little daughter-in-law."

Before he finished speaking, he took a deep breath and almost cried, "Don't react so much."

He didn't know where he pressed it, and he felt that his leg was almost useless.

Yan Yuxiu continued to knead, and after a while, asked him, "Will you get married?"

Feng Ci shook his head, "I didn't think about it."

After these words, both of them were silent for a while.

Feng Ci moved his legs and was the first to break the calm, "I haven't arrived in a year, so don't think about it so quickly."

With a troubled face and a big head, "Besides, I still want to spend a few more years, and I don't want to fall into the grave of love so soon."

Yan Yuxiu glanced at him, and wanted to say, I haven't seen you rambling for so many years.

He knew that Feng Ci was playful, but there was never any emotion in it.

He got up and went to wash his hands.

When he came back, he asked Feng Ci, "Do you remember when we dated?"

Feng Ci, "..."

When will it come.

He said seriously, "Don't you think we get along too much like an old married couple?"

Yan Yuxiu frowned lightly, "Is this how old couples get along?"

Feng Ci nodded seriously, "Yes."

Although it was changing the subject, this word gave Yan Yuxiu a great sense of pleasure.

Feng Ci stretched out his hand, "Come on, give me a hug."

The tone of coaxing children.

Yan Yuxiu pinched his face, "It's not big or small all day long."

Even so, he did not refuse Feng Ci's hug.

Feng Ci pressed against his ear, chuckled softly, and said in a playful tone, "I have done all the crimes, big or small."

He pressed the man, trapped him in his arms forcefully, and kissed him once and for all, "Are you all right recently?"

Yan Yuxiu lay in his arms, letting him do whatever he wanted, "Do you think I'm annoying?"

"How could it be?" Feng Ci smiled, "I have an extra pillow at night, not to mention how comfortable it is."

"Oh, I'm just a pillow in your eyes?"

Feng Ci bit his lip, "It's what you want."

He kissed him, buried his head in the man's shoulder, and fell asleep after a while.

Yan Xixiu, "..."

It's New Year's Eve.

It was only when Feng Ci left the film crew that he felt a bit like the Chinese New Year.

Everyone was saying goodbye to each other, beaming, and talking about some things about going home for the New Year. Even Qiao Xin bought a bunch of things specially, and dragged him to eat hot pot along the way. It was called a New Year's Eve dinner in advance.

Yan Yuxiu didn't leave for a while, so she went with him, only to find out that Shen Yiqing was also there.

Exactly four people.

Joe was triumphant, "I knew you were going to bring someone, so I pulled another light bulb."

She turned around and warned Shen Yiqing, "Some things can only be kept in my heart, you know."

Shen Yiqing was helpless, "I'm not blind."

There are more people in the crew, and even the director is smiling and smiling every day, saying that this is the investor, and his attitude is kind and polite, but anyone with a discerning eye can tell that this person is only trying to make excuses.

What's more, the entire crew has received a lot of gifts these days, and there are really not many gossips.

Feng Ci pulled people into their seats, "Eat as long as you eat, and flirting is fine."

Qiao Xin immediately snapped back, "Do you dare to let go of your hand?"

Feng Ci let go of her hand to show her.

Yan Yuxiu was at the side, glanced at Feng Ci, but didn't say anything.

It was all good, very relaxed and normal atmosphere.

Until Qiao Xin found out that there was no shortage of food in Feng Ci's bowl, and the people next to him kept picking up food for him.

She muttered silently, "Dog abuse."

Just as she finished speaking, a meatball fell into her bowl.

Looking up, Shen Yiqing was holding a spoon and asked her what she wanted to eat.

Qiao Xin picked up the ball, ate it, and glanced at him, "You will misunderstand me."

Shen Yiqing looked gentle, "You can think about it more, girls' families always have more privileges."

He picked up some vegetables from the pot and put them in her bowl, "You are still young, don't worry."

Qiao Xin looked at him, not knowing what to say for a moment.

She has an arrogant and indulgent temperament, but in front of Shen Yiqing, it seems that she has no power to show it. This person is too gentle.

Feng Ci leaned back and lowered his voice, "Why do I feel like we are the light bulbs?"

Yan Yuxiu stuffed his mouth with a piece of fish tofu, and took away the cold beer in front of him along the way.

Feng Ci raised his eyebrows, "Then what should I drink?"

——You have obtained a bottle of fruit drink.

"..."

Feng Ci held his hand, smiling very beautifully, "Why don't you drink it."

Yan Yuxiu saw what he was thinking, and the corners of her lips curled slightly, "Okay."

It's a pity that just a few bottles of beer can't drink Yanxiu at all, Feng Ci felt a little regretful.

It's New Year's Eve in the blink of an eye.

A Yu was also on vacation, and I heard that during the Chinese New Year at Yan's house, he was surprised for a long time, and after a while, he manually put his chin back, and asked Feng Ci, "Brother, there won't be any big drama?"

Feng Ci rolled his eyes back, "Thinking too much, this year's New Year's Eve dinner is still made by you."

A Yu, "...why?"

"Because there's no one."

"..."

The car drove for a long time, A Yu looked all the way, it was very big, like a manor, very beautifully decorated, beautiful flowers and stones, pavilions and pavilions, it felt a bit old, until the car stopped at the gate of a house, Ah Yu got out of the car and took a look. It was indeed a certain age. Although the layout was modern, it gave people the feeling of an ancient palace.

There is a solemn and solemn sense of preciousness.

Walking all the way in, I suddenly felt a sense of awe and awe.

There are really not many people, two middle-aged maids and an old housekeeper.

The kind of love and resentment drama that A Yu imagined was shattered to pieces when he saw the kind smile on the old housekeeper's face.

She found out with gloom that the New Year's Eve dinner might really be hers.

"The young master is back," the old butler's hair was white, his face was wrinkled with age, and he was wearing reading glasses. He looked at Feng Ci's brothers and sisters as if he was looking at his own juniors, and was extraordinarily amiable. The two are Young Master Feng and Young Miss."

An old man is so kind and still calls him that, Feng Ci is a little flattered, "Hello, I am Feng Ci, this is my sister, Feng Yu."

The old housekeeper nodded repeatedly, "That's a good name, that's a good name."

The kind eyes still fell on the two of them, and asked them, "How have you been these years?"

Feng Ci nodded, "It's okay."

The old man smiled, as if very relieved, "That's good."

When the old housekeeper greeted A Yu, Feng Ci asked Yan Yuxiu, who had been quiet beside him, "Why do I feel that he knows me and A Yu?"

Yan Yuxiu nodded, "I know."

He explained in a low voice, "He also knows your father."

Feng Ci glanced at him, but said nothing.

There seems to be no strange feeling this time.

Feng Ci looked around, A Yu who was sitting over there was chatting with the old housekeeper, most of the time it was A Yu who was talking, the old housekeeper listened, like an elder who had finally waited for the younger generation to return home, patient and kind, After the maid put some snacks, fruits and snacks on the table, she left.

Yan Yuxiu sat beside him, rarely watching TV.

The Spring Festival Gala programs over the years are being broadcast on the TV.

Although there are still few people, the New Year's Eve dinner is still a big event.

Not long after, Ayu went to the kitchen.

Fengci and Yanxiu were the only people left in the living room.

Feng Ci sighed, "Why do you feel that your family's New Year is so miserable."

There was no one at all, and I felt sad after going through the process. No wonder Yan Yuxiu never came back at all.

Yan Yuxiu looked at him, "This year is not miserable."

Feng Ci smiled, got up, and pulled him up by the way, "Go, make trouble."

Yan Yuxiu was inexplicable, "Huh?"

It didn't work out, because A Yu quickly yelled, "Kitchen killers don't come in!"

In a word, two people were blocked.

Feng Ci left in a fit of anger, pulled Yan Yuxiu and went out.

The sky is pale gray, the clouds are thin, and the temperature is very low, but there is no cold wind, and there is a special flavor for walking outside.

Feng Ci dragged people around, walking farther and farther, and suddenly exclaimed, "Is there a maze here?"

Yan Yuxiu didn't have much to say all the way, and followed him all the time, then hummed, "The architect's small design, a small maze, can't trap people."

Feng Ci looked at a big tree not far ahead, with luxuriant branches and a canopy covering the sky, "Where is the midpoint?"

"Correct."

When we reached the fork, Feng Ci let go of his hand, "Since we can't trap anyone, why don't we compete and go separately to see who gets to the tree first, and the winner gets a reward, how about that?"

Yan Yuxiu glanced at him, "What reward?"

Feng Ci thought for a while, "A condition that cannot be refused, except murder and arson."

Yan Yuxiu reminded him, "I know how to get here even with my eyes closed."

Feng Ci immediately turned around, "It's no match."

Yan Yuxiu smiled lightly, and pulled him back, "Let's go, I'll accompany you there."

Feng Ci looked back at him, "It's Chinese New Year today, why are you in such a low mood? What are you thinking?"

Not a few words a day.

The whole person looks wrong.

Yan Yuxiu was stunned, looked at Feng Ci's puzzled eyes, and explained, "I have a bad feeling."

Feng Ci said, "It's okay, tomorrow is a new year, new year and new weather, so I don't have this feeling anymore."

It was rare that Yan Yuxiu didn't reply, and looked at him fixedly, feeling puzzled, "What? Hair growing on my face?"

Yan Yuxiu shook his head, led him, and walked into the maze.

It’s really not that big, and you’ll be there in a few minutes, but the obstacles on both sides are very delicate and unique. There are doll-shaped lanterns of different shapes hanging on the corners, with smiles or tears on their faces, and different expressions .

After Feng Ci took a few glances, he lost interest.

Until standing under the big tree, the feeling of covering the sky and the sun overwhelmed me. At first glance, it was a century-old tree with a thick trunk and heavy branches. I couldn't see the sky when I looked up.

"You have a lot of antiques in your house," Feng Ci said, pointing to the old tree, "this is considered an antique."

Yan Yuxiu smiled, approached him, turned her head, and kissed his lips.

A very tender kiss.

Feng Ci heard the rustling of leaves, and Yan Yuxiu's arms were tightening and exerting force.

It was as if he was going to grab him, hold him tight.

But when he came back to his senses, it seemed to be an illusion.

The meal at noon was extraordinarily rich, Feng Ci was very generous, he ate a lot, and drank some wine, maybe because the aftertaste of the wine was too strong, he was playing with his mobile phone on the sofa, and fell asleep while playing.

When I woke up, it was dark outside.

He didn't eat much dinner, and Feng Ci felt sleepy again, propped his head on the sofa and watched TV, his brows drooped, and he didn't notice that the people around him left one by one.

Until the end, Yan Xixiu got up and said to get some drinks.

Feng Ci hummed.

He was alone there watching TV.

Yan Yuxiu went to get tea, but went around a few corridors and went to the old housekeeper's room, the door was open, the old man was sleeping inside, and the little girl sat there alone in a daze.

He knocked on the door, walked in, put his things down, and was about to leave.

The little girl stopped in front of him.

A Yu was holding a photo in her hand. The photo was taken many years ago, and the edges were a little yellowed. She looked up at the man in front of her, her delicate face was tense, as if she was angry.

She hesitated for a while, but asked in a bad tone.

"You already knew that, didn't you?"

Yan Xixiu glanced at the photo with lowered eyes, her heart skipped a beat, "It's cute, isn't it."

A Yu's breathing was stagnant, and she stared at him, her eye circles were faintly red, as if a little unbelievable, "Is that why you like him?"

Yan Yuxiu glanced at her indifferently, and said something like coaxing a kitten, "Be quiet."

After he finished speaking, he missed her and walked away.

"Brother won't be happy."

A Yu watched his paused footsteps, and repeated, "He won't be happy."

She covered her face, as if she couldn't bear it, tears flowed down her chin and hit the floor, "You are too much."

"It's not good who you like, why is it brother?"

"why?"

Yan Yuxiu stretched out his hand, took the photo in her hand, looked down at him, his eyes were very gentle, "I've wanted him for a long time."

To A Yu's ears, his words were no less than a thunderous blow.

She gritted her teeth, looking at this man was like looking at a psychopath, "Pervert."

Yan Yuxiu was indifferent on the face.

"Feng Yu, if it wasn't for your brother, you wouldn't have the opportunity to stand here now."

"I can either wake you up or put you back to sleep."

A Yu looked at the back of the man leaving, "Do you know how he died?"

Her tone was very light, "He injected himself with medicine, and he bled a lot."

"It hurts like hell, but she didn't say a word. In the end," she almost couldn't continue, her voice was almost broken, but she still gritted her teeth and said word by word, "Just like that, die slowly. At my tombstone."

She always thought it was a dream, and she always thought that she was at home at the time, and her brother came home to visit her every once in a while, sometimes accompanied by other people.

She couldn't hear what her brother was saying, but she could see his face clearly and knew he was talking to her, saying something she didn't know.Until the day she disappeared, and the day her brother died in front of her, she inadvertently glanced back at the small photo on the tombstone.

It was her face.

So she was dead?

When A Yu woke up again, he was a little dazed, but everything he saw was vivid, so he gradually forgot about the dream.

She couldn't let go of that cruel scene alone.

She couldn't imagine that one day, her brother would commit suicide.

He is so proud and confident.

He would choose to commit suicide.

She thought about it for a long time, but couldn't figure out the reason.

The man's footsteps stopped.

The corners of A Yu's lips slowly curled up into a slight smile, which was very painful, and his eyes were filled with uncontrollable grief.

She spoke slowly.

"I guess you didn't see it with your own eyes."

"I don't know what that potion is for, but I know what my brother was thinking before he died."

She paused every word, every word was like a cold sharp knife quenched with poison, piercing into the man's heart.

"He will never, ever, ever want to see you again."

……

"That's it, Yan Yuxiu, from now on, I don't want to see you again, and you don't want to be me."

"Whether you are dead or alive, sick or disabled, has nothing to do with me."

"Don't come to me again."

Then, this person personally erased everything.

It's like the account is canceled, and the memory is wiped out.

……

Yan Xixiu felt cold all over his body, his nails sank deeply into his flesh and blood, he restrained his panting, he almost coughed out, but he suppressed it abruptly, the severe pain all over his body almost made him hallucinate.

Suddenly, he saw the determination and indifference on Feng Ci's face after the phone call.

The man gave up his life, gave up everything.

Not even a little affection.

He chose to leave.

After seeing my sister for the last time.

A person, dying slowly.

He obviously still has a great time and future.

He is obviously used to darkness and loneliness.

The bloody smell in his throat was finally uncontrollable, the man slowly bowed his body and coughed up a mouthful of blood.

His face was frighteningly pale.