How could it not be afraid.
This sentence after sentence hit Qiu Xing's heart viciously.
Qiu Xing grabbed Xie Yang's hand and squeezed it a little bit harder, his body tightened as if he was suppressing something, his eyebrows were heavy, and a terrible storm was brewing in his eyes.
But he still tried to stay sensible, half warning and half pleading: "Xie Yang, don't arouse me."
"I didn't arouse you, I'm just telling the truth." Xie Yang's hand was a little painful, but he didn't struggle, and even took the initiative to shake it back, "Xing Xing, those just now are good assumptions. There are also bad ones. Do you want to listen?"
Qiu Xing intuitively said what Xie Yang said next would not be what he wanted to hear, and pulled Xie Yang's hand vigorously, with a fierce tone: "Don't say it!"
Xie Yang was not frightened, and continued: "The bad situation is that after you left, I became blind and crazy because I didn't get what I wanted from you. You give me so much money, it will definitely make me Targeted by a lot of rubbish. They deliberately approached me deliberately, pretending to care about me and love me, I gradually fell, but in fact they—"
Qiu Xing suddenly pulled Xie Yang into his arms and hugged him, holding down the back of Xie Yang's head.
"Don't talk. Xie Yang, don't talk."
"..."
Xie Yang raised his loosed hand to embrace Qiu Xing’s body, put his chin on Qiu Xing’s shoulder, and said, “But in fact, they don’t love me at all. They use me, betray me, and abuse me mentally. It makes me want it, it makes me painful—"
Qiu Xing suddenly released Xie Yang again, holding Xie Yang's cheek in his hand, and quickly approached Xie Yang with his head down.
Xie Yang looked straight at Qiu Xing and didn't move.
When the two were about to get close, Qiu Xing stopped abruptly, his eyes rolled, his hands were hard and relaxed, and his breathing was slow and heavy.
"Qiu Xing." Xie Yang looked at the fierce struggle in Qiu Xing's eyes, and raised his hand to hold the hand that Qiu Xing placed on his face. "Without your protection, my life may become a mess."
"… Will not!"
Qiu Xing pushed Xieyang's body away, and moved back a little bit against the car door, as if he was ordering and persuading someone, and said: "You are so smart, how could you be exploited and betrayed by others, you are not Qinglin! You can't possibly It’s going to be a bad day. Xie Yang, you are bewitching me, you are a cunning liar. Are you smart? Don’t you get it? What are you—"
"Qiu Xing." Xie Yang interrupted Qiu Xing, "I won't be smart for the rest of my life. And you just told me during the Chinese New Year, it doesn't matter if I become stupid."
So you have obviously taken a step forward, and you have clearly promised, but now why do you want to take it back again.
Qiu Xing understood Yang's unfinished meaning, turned his head in embarrassment to avoid Xie Yang's sight, his Adam's apple moved, and suddenly said, "Stop."
Zhou Miao, who had already been frightened by their quarrel, hurriedly found a place to pull over and park.
Xie Yang sat back and looked at Qiu Xing, who no longer looked at him or talked anymore. After understanding what Qiu Xing meant, he raised his hand to pull out the door handle and pushed the car door open.
"Jie Yang."
Xie Yang stopped and looked back.
"you… "
Qiu Xing suddenly stopped talking, only raised his hand and pressed his forehead firmly, hiding the expression on his face.
"I reject your deal." Xie Yang retracted his gaze and pushed the door completely. "I can't change my interests during the Chinese New Year. If you really want it, take the promise that night to give you and me who I want. Come with the courage to live." After speaking, he bowed his head and got out of the car, turned around and closed the door hard, and left with strides.
Sitting in the passenger seat, Wu Shui hurriedly got out of the car to follow Xie Yang, and took out his mobile phone to call for a car while leading Xie Yang to the side of the road, avoiding the vehicle.
Xie Yang walked on the side of the road without wearing a hat or a mask, which quickly attracted the attention of many passersby. Two little girls who walked forward looked at understanding Yang dumbly for a few moments, exchanged a few words and became excited, tentatively stepping forward, following two steps away from Xieyang, plucking up the courage and saying: "You, you are Xie Yang? We are your fans, I don’t know if we can—"
Xie Yang looked sideways. The upper end of the eye, the temperatureless sight, rendered a sharp and repellent aura.
The fans closed their mouths with wide-open eyes, obviously shocked by Xie Yang's appearance at this time, but after two seconds of scaring, they became more excited.
"..."
Xie Yang frowned, thinking of something, and suddenly stopped and tilted his head in the direction where he got off the car before. After that, he constricted and showed a smile, and said to the fans: "Thank you for your love and support. You want Sign it? Or take a photo?"
The iceberg melted suddenly and its lethality doubled.
The fans were stupid for two seconds, and then their faces and ears gradually turned red. One excitedly took out a pen and paper, another excitedly took a mobile phone, and stammered: "Also, can I still take a picture together? If, if possible, please! Me! I followed you from the "Who is the King of Singer" show, you are great! Come on!"
"thanks."
Xie Yang smiled at the fans again, then took the pen and paper to sign the name, and asked the fans intimately, wrote a blessing to the fans, and then took the initiative to walk to the fans and smile at the fans’ mobile cameras. .
The place where a few people stayed is close to a school, and there are many young people coming and going. The movement here quickly attracted the attention of other passers-by, and a few more young girls found understanding Yang and plucked up the courage to run over.
A circle of people slowly surrounded Xie Yang, and Wu Shui stood beside Xie Yang and guarded him carefully to prevent Xie Yang from being rushed by his enthusiastic fans.
Xie Yang's patience today is surprisingly good. Not only did he cooperatively sign and take photos with fans, but he also responded to a few questions from fans.
"Why are you here? I just got off here when something happened, and I'll return to the company when the new car comes."
"My new album is being made. Tong Jian and Ke Lan also have works to be released recently."
"What kind of person do you like?" Xie Yang was silent for two seconds, looked at the questioned fans, and smiled, "This question is a bit more than that, but it's okay to tell you guys. I like..."
He paused, lowered his head and signed another name, then looked at the phone held by a certain fan, and said word by word: "I like people who are frank, gentle, and talkative."
…
The next day, Rongding.
"I like people who are frank, gentle, and talkative."
The video ends.
Qiu Xing pulled down the corner of his mouth and clicked again on the Weibo video with the label "Mom, I'm in Love again" that is the number one on the Weibo Hot List, and pulled the progress bar to the end.
A young man with clean facial features and good skin without any blemishes looked at the camera with a smile, and said word by word: "I like people who are frank, gentle, who speak for words."
Candid, gentle, speaks for words...
boom!
Qiu Xing forcefully covered the laptop screen.
Standing behind the desk, He Jun lowered his head, pretending not to hear the sound from the computer just now, and said: "Boss, Vice Dong Qiu—"
Qiu Xing raised his eyes to see He Jun, with murderous expressions in his eyes.
"... I will tell him that you have no time to see him now." He Jun changed his words decisively, closed the documents in his hand, and turned to leave the office.
"No need." Qiu Xing took the initiative to get up, tidy up his cuffs, and said with a gloomy expression of "I'm exploding, I'm going to vent my anger", "It's just time to come, and the new year is new. It's time to give him a long memory." After speaking, he walked out of the office desk and glanced in Yangxing's direction through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and strode out of the office with a full body of sorrow.
He Jun: "..."
The phone in his pocket suddenly shook, He Jun took out the phone and clicked on the new incoming text message.
Xie Yang: Did he see it
He Jun wanted to sigh very much and replied: I saw it.
Xie Yang: Is he angry
He Jun desperately returned a painful emoticon in kaomoji.
…
Long Shuyou recording studio.
Xie Yang put down his phone and took a sip of milk in a good mood. Then he looked at Long Shuyou who was picking up rice and flipping through the music score next to him. He looked at Long Shuyou's face and said, "Shuyou, take a selfie?"
Nagarjuna looked up in confusion: "What?"
Ten minutes later, Xie Yang Weibo.
[Xie Yang: Recording the song. 】
There are nine pictures on Weibo, which are five selfie photos and four takeaway pictures. In the group photo, Xie Yang and Long Shuyou were sitting side by side, and Xie Yang raised his arms to put the back of the chair behind Long Shuyou, looking like he was holding Long Shuyou in his arms.
The fans choked and died quickly after being fed by this sudden picture, and then revived in seconds, excitedly shouting at the picture of the two handsome handsome guys.
Comments on Weibo have skyrocketed, and cp fans faintly appear.
Qin Cheng immediately called Xie Yang, and said, "That's how you broke the news that Long Shuyou was helping you make an album?"
Xie Yang drank the last sip of milk and replied: "Sooner or later, it will burst, and now it can be used to warm up the album. By the way, will Tong Jian's new album be officially released?"
"It's going to be on Valentine's Day the day after tomorrow. What's wrong?"
Valentine's Day is really a good day.
Xie Yang said: "It's nothing, I just want to help him publicize it when I think about it. Will Ke Lan's micro film also be released?"
"Yes, it is also the day after tomorrow. The agent of the two people wanted to get a new iud to share the hype hot spot. They just called and asked me if you can spare time to show it on Valentine's Day and help Tong Jian Promote with Ke Lan."
"Of course." Xie Yang agreed, thought about it, and suggested, "Or just get a new IUD live broadcast on Valentine's Day. You can contact Tong Jian and Ke Lan’s agents to plan. We are speculating in Poland."
Qin Cheng hesitated: "But on Valentine's Day, you don't have to talk to Mr. Qiu—"
Xie Yang interrupted coldly: "No. He and I are not lovers, and there is no need to celebrate."
"..." Qin Cheng changed the subject wittily, "I will go to communicate with Tong Jian and Ke Lan's agents about the live broadcast, and you will continue to be busy."
…
The next night before Xie Yang went to bed, Qiu Xing, who had been quiet for two days, suddenly sent a WeChat message.
Qiu Xing: I am sick.
Xie Yang raised his eyebrows and typed.
Xie Yang: Really, drink plenty of hot water.
The other side was quiet as a chicken for an instant, and then Xie Yang watched the prompts being typed on the WeChat chat box appeared and disappeared, disappeared and reappeared, repeatedly for more than ten minutes.
Finally, Qiu Xing sent a new message.
Qiu Xing: Master Liao has studied new dishes and wants you to go home and try them.
Bad excuses.
Xie Yang smiled and typed.
Xie Yang: I still have work tomorrow, I'm asleep, good night.
After talking and waiting for a while, until the prompt input on the chat box disappeared completely, finally put down the phone, got out of bed and went to the floor-to-ceiling window to look at the opposite Rongding.
A few minutes later, the lights in the office of Chairman Rongding turned off.
Xie Yang turned and returned to the bed, picked up the phone, and posted a circle of friends.
[Xie Yang: Do you think you are the only one who has an insider? 】
Who did you want to scare to death by making an excuse for being sick