Avenue Of Rebirth

Chapter 23: In the shadow of the stairwell

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[He is pale and cold like a corpse. 】

The triumphant middle-aged man who had just faced Su An just turned around to see who was behind him, his entire back stiffened.

He has heard a lot of news about the so-called "no negative news", and he also deeply understands that people who can mix in the entertainment industry for so many years without leaving a bit of trouble will only be more terrifying.

He remembered a senior person who had retired and told him that Zhang Liubai was not incapable of cannibalizing fireworks. He would also play, and he was bolder than anyone else. Whoever dares to hinder him from playing will never have it again. Play. At that time, someone asked the person in the circle how can he know if he was in the way of Zhang Tianwang. The person in the circle said with a smile, that you have to wait until he takes the initiative to find you. If you can let Zhang Tianwang take the initiative to find you, or you are interesting , Or you are blocking his interest.

The middle-aged man is fairly self-aware, knowing that Zhang Tianwang would be interested in him, it is almost impossible for a monkey to fish the moon.

It can only be—

The middle-aged man turned his head and glanced at the already delirious teenager who had fallen on the steps, and his heart was suddenly full of regret.

The beautiful boy can be played everywhere, how could he get such a bad breeze and the heavenly king fell in love with the same person.

Only laymen who have not yet entered the circle will arrogantly say that Zhang Liubai is just a little star with a little white face, and how famous he is. People in the circle with a little bit of news know that Zhang Liubai is already a shareholder of Mars. People who once wanted to touch Zhang Liubai did not end well.

The middle-aged man's face immediately piled up with a smile full of folds: "The king is a joke, but I was shocked by you."

"...Are you shocked?"

The man's low voice is like a deep valley hidden in mist, full of mysterious magnetism. Zhang Liubai looked at the middle-aged man whose face had begun to turn pale, and slowly laughed, "But I'm not joking."

Outside the glass window at the corner of the stairs, the light and shadow of the car lights flashed, and the light struck the middle-aged man's face, and the man shuddered suddenly.

"Ha ha, ha ha, heavenly king, I still remember that I had something to do in the hall, I'll leave first." Even if the middle-aged man said this incoherently, he didn't care about languishing on the steps. The young man walked down in a hurry, even tripped halfway, and disappeared in a hurry.

The stairwell was once again submerged in a shadow.

In the gray and black silhouettes, a long figure with its head slightly lowered toward the figure curled up on the steps.

Knowing that in the silent space, a whisper suddenly appeared.

This is a unique and unspeakable voice, like an ignorant little beast, facing ancient desires and impulses, uttering a vague but stupid cry.

Zhang Liubai laughed.

As if the moon was shining on the lonely and self-admiring Santiago Cathedral, the eaves were covered with water like streamers. This smile is full of pure and charming beauty, but unfortunately no one has seen the smile of the Uranus superstar who can make most of the girls crazy in the country.

He walked a few steps forward, squatting in front of the flushed Su An, looking at the young man who twisted his body slightly because of the effect of the medicine.

"When I saw you at CBS, I thought I was a very smart kid, and I fell so easily."

Zhang Liubai pulled the limp boy to his feet, pulled him up, and said to himself with ease: "I'm rare to do good deeds, boy, you are lucky—"

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Liubai was slammed against the wall.

Zhang Liubai raised his eyebrows and the experience of being pressed against the wall was rare for him.

Suddenly, the cat-eye young man with great strength buried his head in his neck and arched back and forth, as if an immature hunter was determining the smell of the prey.

Zhang Liubai wanted to push the boy away impatiently, but at this moment, Su An raised his head.

Under the dim light, under the soft brown hair, there are a pair of round and crystal eyes, the corners of the eyes are raised slightly, and the eyes are as beautiful as a cat. However, at this moment, the eye sockets of these eyes are already slightly red, the eye sockets are stained with pale pink flashing eyes, hot cheeks, some reddish noses, and slightly opened lips. The confused teenager in the dark looks... It's tempting.

Zhang Liubai suddenly felt something interesting. He regained his strength and allowed the boy to push him into the corner, only to watch the boy's next movements in his spare time.

Su An’s eyes were full of swaying light and shadows, and various colors were twisted back and forth. In the occasional clear vision, he barely captured a picture of a handsome man looking down at him. He had a pair of Amber eyes.

"Zhang... Zhang Liubai?" The young man pronounced the name vaguely.

The person whose name was called was preparing to respond, but was suddenly hit in the abdomen with a punch.

The unexpected attack caused Zhang Liubai to curl up in pain. In anger, he was about to get up and give a lesson to those who dared to hit him indiscriminately. When he raised his eyes, he saw the young man's face coming closer.

Zhang Liubai sneered and raised his hand to press down the head of the young man who seemed to be about to kiss him. The young man whose head was suddenly pushed down suddenly turned his face and bit on Zhang Liubai's shoulder fiercely.

Being punched and bitten again, for Zhang Liubai, these were two rare attacks and two rare surprises.

The man who always seemed calm and composed laughed angrily. He grabbed the boy's wrist and wanted to forcefully turn the boy's arm over.

The young man whose arm was pulled behind his back screamed in pain, but suddenly turned his head stubbornly to look at the man who was obviously angry with his squinted eyes.

"You bastard... robbed me of something so important..."

Zhang Liubai was stunned. This was another unexpected remark that made him feel inexplicable. He sneered and increased the strength of his hands. His voice was low but cruelly sarcastically said: "You are talking about you, a newcomer who just made his debut. Is there anything worth grabbing from me?"

The boy whose entire face was flushing still stared at him fiercely, like some kind of beast that suddenly broke through the cage, venting his already buried resentment.

"That's obviously my movie... It's mine, it's mine! Why did you steal it! You are so good, you don't need anything! Why are you stealing him!"

Under the excitement, the whole body of the teenager trembled slightly, and his limbs began to struggle fiercely again. This time Zhang Liubai, who had been prepared, easily subdued the teenager's resistance, but frowned and looked at the teenager with red eyes inexplicably.

Such a fierce emotion... It can't be unconscious nonsense. Is it true that he has taken away the extremely important things of the boy without his knowledge? Is he talking about "movies"? He robbed his movie? How could it be possible, who would find a talent singer who had just debuted in a movie? If it were a movie that Zhang Liubai would appear in, this newcomer would not even be eligible to be robbed. Not to mention all the directors and producers begging him to act. With his current status, there is no movie that he needs to actively fight for.

Unless, it was a long time ago, when he had not become famous, he might take the initiative to seek opportunities and lead the request to shoot his favorite movie. This kind of experience was really a lot when he first debuted, but what does it have to do with this boy? How old he was at that time, maybe he was still in junior high school.

Besides, even if I robbed this young boy’s extremely precious things...

so what

There was a burst of pain in his shoulder, and Zhang Liubai frowned again.

Unexpectedly, this young man looked like a cat, but he was a little leopard. Not only would he bite people, he had such a big grievance against him, but he also kept holding back until he was stuffed with medicine before being exposed. He was punched and bitten in vain, and he didn't even know what was going on.

Maybe it will be an interesting story.

Zhang Liubai changed the position of the hand holding the young man's arm, cut the young man's hands behind him, turned around easily, and pressed the young man against the corner of the wall.

The handsome man with amber pupils lowered his head, and his warm nose fell on the young man's sensitive earlobe. The young man who was still in anger shuddered suddenly, and his eyes fell into endless blankness.

The bewildered boy felt that someone sprayed hot air into his ear canal, as if an electric current easily penetrated his computer.

Getting too close, the man's voice vibrated his eardrums, and the repeated echoes were full of infinite magic, like an ancient bewitching spell, a little bit to unlock the last defense in his heart.

"Come on... Tell me which movie I robbed you, and I will return it to you."

"Give it back to me, give it back to me..."

The dull-eyed boy murmured repeatedly.

"Um, uh..."

The boy suddenly groaned. The next moment the boy tried to cover his mouth with his hands in shame, but was firmly pinched by the man's wrist, and the man's other hand clearly reached into the hem of his clothes.

"Yes, give it back to you. You have to tell me which movie it is and I can give it back to you."

A voice that seemed to be full of infinite magic sounded again in his ears, leading the young man step by step toward the dark abyss.

"Yes, I want you to give it back to me..." The young man panted and trembled, his eyes widened without a hint of charm, and he uttered like a puppet, "Give it back to me, it's called..."

Zhang Liubai slowly laughed, but the amber pupils were full of cold light.

"It's called..."

"—Let go."

In the abyss of boundless darkness, as if a light and shadow split from the sky, it was a glacier that suddenly appeared on the ocean in the middle of the night.

In the twisted light and shadow, a white light suddenly appeared.

The disturbed Zhang Liubai frowned and just turned his head, but was suddenly pushed away by a tremendous force. He staggered, he subconsciously tried to fight back, but when he touched someone, he subconsciously relieved his strength. As a result, the boy in his arms was just a boy. He was taken away when he met.

Zhang Liubai widened his eyes in surprise.

It was simply... It was too cold, as if it encountered quick ice, in the warm air floating with a light wine fragrance, the sudden cold touch made it difficult for the body to accept.

This evening is really interesting.

Zhang Liubai squinted his eyes and saw a neat white suit. However, the white and slender suit actually looked a little dull, as if it was just any color, but it was not a dazzling and high white.

Because the person wearing it is too white. It is pale and beautiful and unreal, like the ethereal scent of midnight, and the frost that lingers in the fragrance.

In Zhang Liubai’s sight, the pale-skinned man just stared at him blankly, but he was a few steps higher than him, but for the first time he gave birth to the feeling of being watched, as if he were humbled in the dust. And the person looking at him is the cloud god who holds his life and death.

Just standing can have this kind of aura that shocks him...

The man in the white suit supported the boy who was limp on his shoulders and went straight downstairs.

Knowing that he was about to disappear from Zhang Liubai's sight, the man suddenly raised his head and looked at him.

On his pale face, there are eyes that are infinitely beautiful and dangerous to the extreme.

"You seem to be Zhang Liubai." The man opened his mouth coldly, which was more like a statement than a question.

Zhang Liubai nodded generously.

It seemed that he was just trying to determine his name. The man was not interested in why the famous superstar Uranus should belittle an obviously delirious young man. The man just took the young man and planned to leave directly.

The other party was not interested, but Zhang Liubai dared to be interested.

Knowing that words can't stop the other party, Zhang Liubai directly supported the railing with one hand, directly using the railing as the axis, turned over and came down to the man.

"I didn't say you could take him away."

Zhang Liubai smiled and saw a white man looking at him again. There seemed to be a lot of things in the dense shadow, as if something was weighing heavily on his shoulders, almost crushing him.

However, he didn't care, just smiled and opened his mouth.

"I heard that city A hides another equally prosperous city underground. The only difference from city A above ground is that city A has a master."

"Everyone respects the master of Underground City A as the godfather. Few people have seen him. It's just heard that he is pale and cold like a corpse."

"... You are Su Xitang, right?"