protect my love

Sure enough, one cannot take chances.

Even though I know that there is never such a thing as regret medicine, when I encounter such an irreversible thing, I still think, if there is, it will be fine.

The most popular one has nine carefully selected pictures, six fuzzy candid photos, two red carpet photos with both characters in embarrassment, and one hard photo from the past.

The candid picture is blurry and dark, and the faded color blocks are depicting anything, even the word Mingjun himself has to recognize it for a while.

That should be when they were in the Sichuan restaurant, the two sat opposite each other in a corner where the lights couldn't shine.Now that I think about it, it's really deceitful, Zi Mingjun's back is actually someone they have tried every means to guard against.

Judging by the clarity, it should not be a professional reporter, but maybe a passer-by.

The picture is really unclear, and Zi Mingjun's face is definitely not captured.In other words, as evidence, he still has something more worthy of attention.

Words are enlarged pictures.

The first picture has Bai Lianxi's face, it is a handsome outline that can be boasted no matter how poor the pixels are.

This can be said to be a meeting with friends for dinner. On the contrary, I would condemn a wave of media for not leaving privacy to public figures.

The second picture is very similar to the first one, this time it is Bai Lianxi's side profile, his eyes are looking down, and he is smiling happily.

The third character, Ming Jun, leaned out and blocked Bai Lianxi. Although there was no special movement, it was just a bit unsightly.

Zi Mingjun can recognize it now only because he knows that he has done this action, but if he insists on using it, what can he do? Doesn't he have the same face and the same back of the head?

The fourth one is not very friendly. Bai Lianxi put his hand on Zi Mingjun's, and his expression is very serious. It's also because he has a sincere face. Through the mosaic, people can feel that his eyes are clear, and his mouth is full of oaths.

The following characters can be guessed without even looking at them.The friend who took the sneak shot may have sacrificed the time of the whole meal to collect materials.There must be close-ups of Mingjun's hand and Bai Lianxi's ring in the back.

A chain of evidence that could not withstand scrutiny has quietly formed.

If Zi Ming hadn't put on the necklace with the two rings to show off, he might have avoided this difficulty today.

This is the so-called no if.

"Brother Zi, is this you?" Xia Le leaned over to look at it, and he was relieved when he saw the fourth picture. "This is not evidence at all, and there is no face."

I may have forgotten the confession of Zi Mingjun just now, I have a favorite person.

"Brother Zi, what are you talking about? If you look at it, there must be no evidence behind it. It's all done by them. Maybe the company bought it?" As he spoke, he swiped the screen for Zi Mingjun.

To say that if a person really wants to blame himself, there are endless reasons, and there is no need to study the logic carefully, as long as he dares to speak out.

It's really just as Zi Mingjun expected, the fifth photo is three hands folded together, if it doesn't just happen to be quite beautiful, I'm afraid it has to be quite joyful.

As for the sixth picture, it is obviously a close-up that has been magnified and made clear through black technology. The ring on the picture is the one worn by Bai Lianxi, shining brightly on the middle finger, so clear that the shape and general structure can be seen clearly.

Zi Ming knew it, it was Faith sent by him.

Seeing this is already a big deal.

Xia Le didn't dare to say any more, but Zi Mingjun felt that it didn't matter, he slid his thumb to the left, and had a face-to-face meeting with himself in the picture.

Angle and light timing are top-notch.The water bottle being used as a weapon has just splashed out, and the word Mingjun has not yet been splashed on the face.

He himself has a standard smile, just like a rising star in the film industry.

Putting the two in one picture is a bit worrying and painful, isn't that what danger is like, it only takes a second to knock you down.

Ming Jun laughed out loud when he saw the off-screen characters. He didn't wipe away his tears just now, but now they are all dry, which makes him feel a little uncomfortable.

Xia Le's face turned black. The scene he didn't see with his own eyes probably happened like this. Not only he knew it, but all the netizens knew it.

"The next one must be very embarrassing."

Suddenly someone called him, using the call function of a certain software, and the note was Impatiens.

Zi Mingjun held the phone motionless, as if he didn't see it.

"Brother Zi..." Xia Le reminded him in a low voice. From the name, he looked like an elder, maybe it was his mother?

"I know." Zi Mingjun answered him simply, holding the phone simply.

The phone rang for a long time, making people's palms numb.

The other party finally gave up, hung up the phone and asked him:

【How are you? 】

[Just now Ding Qianer cut some pictures and gave them to me. 】

【Where are you?I'll go find you.Don't worry me. 】

The other party's hand was very fast, and the phone vibrated three times in a row and then went back silent.

Zi Mingjun only glanced at it, then switched back to the news page to check the eighth and ninth pictures.

During this period, he never avoided Xia Le, maybe he didn't care.

But Xia Le was quite shocked in this short period of time. It turned out that he didn't know the person in front of him at all, from beginning to end, completely.

"Look at this picture, the drowned chicken, doesn't it look a bit like a cat that just got out of the bath?"

Xia Le is really starting to worry, Zi Mingjun's current state seems a little abnormal.

"Gentlemen, we are at the hotel."

When it finally arrived, Xia Le thanked him and walked in with Zi Ming.

The shirt was already dry, and the coat was draped over his forearm, Zi Mingjun's handsome looks seemed to have not been worn out at all.

"Brother Zi, change your clothes first, I'll put water on you, let's take a hot bath."

"Ah."

The two entered the room, Xia Le wrote down the backpack and threw it away before going to put water on Zi Mingjun.

When everything was ready and came out to see, Zi Mingjun was making a phone call with his upper body naked.

The result was unsatisfactory, and it was useless to be allowed to speak to the other party.

Xia Le guessed that he dialed Zhan Yijiang's number.

In front of Xia Le, Zi Mingjun untied the belt, and the trousers slid down the smooth skin.

"...Brother Zi."

"Oh, I'm sorry, my brain is not working very well today."

Zi Mingjun's movements paused for a second, and he took it off anyway, striding towards the bathroom.

Just as the bathroom door was about to close, Xia Le suddenly caught a thrown cell phone in his hand.

"I was so pissed off that I almost couldn't help letting my phone take a bath with me."

This is not still hold back.

The so-called bath still takes some time.

Xia Le found fresh rose petals and foam bath balls from the hotel on the sink just now, and put them together at hand that Zi Mingjun could get while sitting in the bathtub.

Now I have time to see what happened alone.

Xia Le was actually quite hit today, and it was frustrating not being able to talk to Zi Mingjun, even though they were not friends in the first place.

There are not many people in his address book, only a few in this circle.

Zhan Yijiang must try. He has tried calling, texting and WeChat, but nothing works, as if the other party was the one who had the accident.

Then he tried people he knew in the company one by one, and the work group of dozens of people also sent them.

The phone seems to be dead.

"Respond to the message, cheer up." Xia Le tried everything he could.

After a while, someone finally replied to him. It was a colleague who was familiar with him, a staff member of the Propaganda Department.

[Don't worry too much, take a good rest first, we are all spinning and fighting for it. 】

Xia Le was very excited when he saw the news, it was either bad news or good news.

He wanted to ask for some more details, and also wanted to express his gratitude that could not be expressed in a few words over the phone.

A call was made, but the other party hung up in an instant.After thinking about it, he didn't try any more, and thanked the other party back, then dropped his phone and went to guard the bathroom door.

"Brother Zi, is the water temperature okay? If you're thirsty, I'll put mineral water next to the bathtub."

Although I was in a hurry just now, there were no missing details.

Zi Ming did not respond immediately.

Xia Le frightened herself, red and green splashed in front of her eyes.

"Brother Zi!"

In two seconds, he was about to break through the door.

"Yeah, yes, I'm washing my face." Zi Mingjun interrupted his energy accumulation process in time.

Two people, nervous, communicated in a room.

Xia Le sat back on the sofa, stretched out, suddenly feeling tired.

Maybe it's more physically. After all, he got up so early today and so many things happened. Although it's only in the afternoon, he really feels like he has survived 24 hours.

"Xia Le." About half an hour later, Zi Mingjun called him.

"Here!" The dazed Xia Le launched conditionally.

"My phone is outside."

"Yes." Xia Le took it with her own hands just now, and she was lying on the bed intact.

The sound insulation of this hotel is very poor. Xia Le heard the sound of Zi Mingjun getting up from the bathtub very clearly, even the sound of the bath towel rubbing against his skin afterwards.

From time to time, Zi Ming came out wrapped in a bathrobe, his cheeks were flushed from steam, and his eyes were slightly swollen.

"What time is our flight tomorrow?"

Xia Le looked away, and hurried to check their ticket information: "It's past eight o'clock in the evening."

"Is there an earlier one?" Zi Mingjun still held one in his hand to wipe his hair, "If there is one, change it."

"Okay, let me take a look."

Zi Mingjun himself was not idle, he said, the last time, and then he made a call, but the result was that no one answered, and the moment he put down the phone, Xia Le saw his despair.

"Don't help me, otherwise you won't be able to mess around in the future."

Xia Le wanted to say that he was just an assistant and had no technical content. Besides, even if there was a risk, he would still do what he was doing now, even though the effect was minimal.

Zi Mingjun sat sideways on the bed and let out a long sigh.But this breath was understated, as if he was just worrying about what to eat tonight.

"Hey?"

Xia Le suddenly looked up and found that Zi Mingjun had actually connected to the phone.

"I'm fine." Zi Mingjun tried his best to make his voice sound the same as usual, "I just want to say, let's...don't contact each other for now."

The other party probably spoke for a long time, but none of the words were spoken, and Xia Le dared not speak out loudly.

Xia Le realized that the person opposite was not Zhan Yijiang.

"I'm sorry that I really don't have the ability to protect you. I actually did something like this. I hope it doesn't affect your work."

Xia Le realized that the person on the other end of the phone was the person Zi Mingjun liked, the man in the photo.

"I'm sorry for you, I didn't say it at the time." Zi Mingjun's voice was trembling, "You know, the day before yesterday at the hot and sour noodle shop, I actually wanted to ask, can we just end here? "

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