There are about a dozen photos spread out on the table, all of which are single photos of Jiang Fu during the recording of "The Seventh Man", eating, drinking, talking with others, and running to the photographer to look at the camera. It looks like they are being closely monitored.
And the photographer's mind is clearly revealed. There is a photo of Jiang Fu bending over to pick up the dropped tissue box. The room is painted in orange-yellow like egg yolk, and Jiang Fu's whole body is also covered with a layer of golden haze.
The thin clothes outline his graceful curves, his waist is slender, his hips are straight, and the light-colored trousers line his straight and slender legs. A small part of his exposed ankle is slender, and his dark blue blood vessels are dyed by the twilight. Unspeakably ambiguous.
He stretched out one hand to reach for the tissue box on the ground. The shirt rolled up to the cuffs revealed a smooth and flexible forearm. His wrists and knuckles were extremely clean, without any flaws.
He seemed to be talking to someone, with a smile on his exquisite face. The photographer caught this brief moment precisely, and inexplicably rippling out a charming amorous feelings, and then magnified it in front of everyone.
The photos were suddenly snatched away, Yuan Chen piled the photos together with a gloomy face, then glanced at Jiang Fu who was hugging the pillow, and asked.
"Did you notice anything unusual while recording?"
Jiang Fu shook his head and replied.
"I'm used to being filmed by the camera. Even if the fan is mixed with the cameraman, I won't notice it at all."
Mo Xuan on the side looked serious, frowning and said.
"During the recording, there were only staff and guests on the island. I have checked the staff and they are all fine. And the guests are all stars, so it is impossible to do such a thing."
She raised her eyes to stare at Jiang Fu, pondered for a while, and then sighed helplessly.
"So, how on earth did that fan get these pictures?"
The photos were taken at a very close angle, and the island was closed during the recording, so it was impossible for outsiders to break in.
This greatly narrowed the scope of that fan, but at the same time it was a provocation deliberately left by that person.
You see, I can spy on you without you knowing, but you can't catch me at all.
Jiang Fu seemed a little scared, he hooked Yuan Chen's finger, and asked in a low voice suspiciously.
"Did that fan really take the picture? Could it be that he bought a certain cameraman?"
"Won't."
Yuan Chen didn't look back, still staring at the stack of photos in front of him blankly, but the fingers hooked by Jiang Fu held him backhand, the broad palm was so strong that it almost crushed his finger bones.
Jiang Fu struggled a little in pain, and was immediately held tighter by Yuan Chen.
Yuan Chen turned his head to look at him, silent darkness rolled in his slightly drooping eyes, the contours were as cold as ice, and there was a chilling strangeness that Jiang Fu had never seen before.
Jiang Fu was startled, and said in a low voice.
"You hurt me."
Yuan Chen silently looked at him with a bit of aggrieved expression, the dark color in his eyes rolled violently several times, and then calmly retreated into the shadow that no one noticed after a while.
He relaxed a little, and apologized.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to."
Jiang Fu withdrew his hand, rubbed the red marks on it, and took the initiative to hold his hand again, then snorted and whispered.
"Well, I forgive you."
He thought for a while, and continued to ask what he had just said.
"But why are you so sure you won't?"
Yuan Chen's strength in holding him this time was not heavy, but a lingering affection permeated it.
"He is obsessed with you, yearns for you, and has a strong desire to possess you. He will not hand over such a secret pleasure to others. He can only get it by watching your unaware and trapped expression. More, the pleasure/sensation of capturing."
Jiang Fu looked up at him, looking a little confused.
"Really?"
Yuan Chen smiled and replied gently.
"Because you are a treasure worth pursuing and fighting for."
So anyone who admires you is like this, loves you like this, and wants to destroy you.
me either.
No, mine will be worse.
Mo Xuan, who was on the side, silently watched their intimacy as if no one else was there, with a flash of surprise and rejection in her eyes, she walked to Jiang Fu's side, and forced a smile to comfort him.
"Fufu, that fan has publicly exposed his whereabouts this time, and Police Officer Yuan must have a way to catch him."
Her makeup is exquisite, her smile is full of trust, her eyeliner eyes stare straight at Yuan Chen, and her gentle female voice asks just right.
"Officer Yuan, do you think so?"
Yuan Chen raised his eyes and met her gaze.
The eyes of the two sparked a silent spark in a place Jiang Fu couldn't see, and they didn't back down.
Mo Xuan only brought along one artist, Jiang Fu, and the two lived together for three or four years, and their affection was as deep as that of relatives who depend on each other.
But now a Yuan Chen suddenly appeared, and what made Mo Xuan even more angry was that he had captured Jiang Fu's trust and dependence in just a short period of time, which was no less than his closeness and hard work in the past few years.
This kind of threat of being taken away made Mo Xuan feel great fear, she wished to drive Yuan Chen away immediately, but now that fan has not been caught, Jiang Fu's safety is not guaranteed, she can only continue to maintain the relationship with Yuan Chen Chen surface cooperation.
Yuan Chen looked away and asked in a deep voice.
"How's the fan's video checking?"
Mo Xuan suppressed the hostility towards him in her heart, and told him everything she found out.
"The fans were screened and greeted by the fan group, so the video was found, and the person who sent the box was also found. It was a high school girl. But she said that someone else asked her to help deliver the box. The fans just With so many people coming, it’s normal for other fans to ask them for help. But the other party was handed over to her by a nearby tourist an hour before the end of the recording, so she didn’t know who the other party was.”
The clues and the atmosphere fell into a stalemate at the same time, Yuan Chen pondered for a moment, and then spoke slowly.
"It's the people on the island."
He closed his eyes, as if he had gone through all the clues in his mind, and opened his eyes after a few seconds, his determined voice overflowed with sullen coldness.
"That person is on the island, and he is provoking us."
Jiang Fu seemed unable to digest this fact, and his hesitant expression showed a bit of bewilderment.
"But if it's not for the staff, there are only other guests left. They are all stars, how could they do such a thing?"
Yuan Chen didn't answer him again, just said lightly.
"Leave the rest to me, and I will send someone to investigate each of them."
He raised his eyelids and looked at Mo Xuan, urging her silently.
"It's getting late, you should go."
Mo Xuan didn't move, she looked at him persistently and said.
"You send other police officers, then I will stay here with Fufu."
Yuan Chen's lips curled into a mocking smile, and he said coldly.
"I'm the one responsible for keeping him safe. I won't leave him. You should go."
Not to be outdone, Mo Xuan tried to refute him, but was pulled by Jiang Fu's arm.
Jiang Fu, who was in a dilemma, acted as a peacemaker, persuading her with a smile.
"I know you still have a lot of things to do, don't worry. Now all that's left is to catch the turtle in the urn. It's enough to have Yuanyuan protect me. Go back quickly."
Mo Xuan's expression was still grim, but she did not reject Jiang Fu's suggestion. Even though Jiang Fu is only an artist, she is also the backbone of the entertainment company with outstanding abilities, and there are endless tasks waiting for her to deal with every day.
She gave Yuan Chen a warning look, and could only agree to leave.
Yuan Chen put the photos and irises back into the box and put them away, then went to the bedroom to call the police officers.
Jiang Fu was watching TV alone in the living room, changing channels in boredom. When Yuan Chen came out of the bedroom, he saw a costume drama playing on TV, so he asked casually.
"What are you looking at?"
"It's a TV series I acted in when I first debuted. It's just a male third, and I don't have many roles."
Jiang Fu hugged his pillow and watched the drama a few years ago with great interest. Some of the leading and supporting roles in it slowly became popular, but some had already disappeared from everyone's sight.
He watched it for a while, then suddenly realized, pointing to the TV and saying.
"By the way, I remember there is Brother Fu in it. He and the director are friends, so he made a cameo appearance in a few episodes."
After confirming that the person who sent the gift box was one of the people on the island, Yuan Chen almost subconsciously identified that person as Fu Xian.
So after hearing Fu Xian's name from Jiang Fu's mouth, he frowned unhappily, and changed the subject calmly.
"Are you hungry, what do you want for dinner?"
Jiang Fu was indeed a little hungry, he thought about it, and said seriously.
"I want noodles, but I want marinated tomatoes and eggs."
"Well, I'll call you when I'm done."
Yuan Chen was about to go into the kitchen as he said that, but was stopped by Jiang Fu again.
"Is there any mushroom sauce? I also want to eat mushroom sauce when I eat noodles."
Yuan Chen shook his head. Seeing his disappointed expression, he stood there and hesitated for a while, then walked helplessly to the door to change his shoes.
"I'll go to the supermarket at the gate of the community to buy it. I'll be back soon. Stay inside and don't go out. No one can open the door."
Jiang Fu reluctantly put his head on the back of the sofa, looking at him eagerly, his dark eyes full of anticipation and joy.
"I still want to eat potato chips, honey butter flavor, can I buy a few more bags."
Yuan Chen said grace, and after changing his shoes, he looked at him worriedly.
Jiang Fu still looked at him with crooked eyebrows, like an obedient little wife looking at her departing husband earnestly, not forgetting to urge her urgently.
"Come back soon, I'm really hungry."
"Hey, I'll be back in ten minutes."
When he uttered such intimate words this time, Yuan Chen became much more natural, his eyes looking at Jiang Fu had a gentle light, and in the depths of the light were endless shadows that were about to move.
The supermarket is right at the gate of the community, and Yuan Chen's action is imbued with the decisiveness that has infiltrated the police station for many years. He took two bottles of mushroom sauce, a few bags of potato chips, bought some snacks, and quickly assembled a trolley.
When paying the bill, the little cashier girl secretly looked at him blushing while she was doing the billing. Yuan Chensheng had sharp edges and corners, deep eyebrows and thin lips, deep eyes, a handsome face full of indifference, and a tall and slender figure full of ready-made looks. A strong sense of strength and a reliable sense of security.
Yuan Chen, who lives in the community, has been to the supermarket many times. The cashier girl has long been familiar with what he buys every time he comes. Seeing that he bought all snacks this time, she couldn't help but ask cautiously.
"You didn't eat snacks before, did you have children at home?"
Yuan Chen took out his wallet and paid the money, then replied flatly.
"My partner loves snacks."
He didn't look at the stunned cashier anymore, and walked out of the supermarket with a big bag.
At this time, the sky had already dimmed, the street lamps in the community cast a light halo, and the lights lit up in every house became more dazzling, like the sparkling candlelight pursued by a lonely moth.
After walking downstairs, Yuan Chen looked up at the window of his own house, there was no longer darkness, but the alluring brightness and warmth of the long night.
The whole heart was filled with swollen softness, the light from the window fell on his eyes covered with shadows, like a hook filled with fragrance, silently drawing out the division and darkness hidden deep in him.
Yuan Chen's head suddenly hurt, as if someone had mercilessly pulled out something that could not be peeled off from his brain. The pain was so fast and intense that he almost lost his grip on the bag, and staggered towards it. The wall next to it fell over.
After gasping for a while, the aftereffects of the pain gradually disappeared, but his whole heart began to beat crazily. It seemed that at the moment when he was absent-minded, a smoke-like toxin got in silently, entangled His heart corrodes and pollutes.
Suddenly, the desire to see Jiang Fu was extremely strong, and he quickly climbed up the stairs in two steps in three steps, his face was dark and gloomy due to suppressing something, and there was an inexplicable excitement that might erupt at any time. .
It's like a long-coveted treasure is finally within reach.
His hands were shaking, but he was steady when he opened the door.
Jiang Fu on the sofa turned his head when he heard the sound, and happily ran towards him, his joyful eyes fell on the big bag in his hand, and he didn't notice his silent and terrifying eyes.
Jiang Fu changed into comfortable home clothes, which was still the blue fine-striped pajamas. When he lowered his head to pick up the bag, he showed his docile nape. Inside the furry black was an astonishing white greasy, with a warm luster.
"Wow, you bought a lot of snacks, I want to eat a bag of potato chips before eating, and eat after other meals."
Unknowingly, Jiang Fu took out a bag of potato chips and tore open the package. As soon as his hand reached into the bag of potato chips, Yuan Chen held him down. The breath falling down was scorching hot, and his deep voice was calm, even gentle. .
But Jiang Fu was inexplicably afraid.
Strange fear.
"I'll eat later."
Jiang Fu looked up at Yuan Chen who was staring at him, and asked in a low voice hesitantly.
"What's wrong?"
The exquisite face has picturesque eyebrows and eyes, a pair of black eyes are shining brightly, and the red lips are like fresh cherries, which are full of sweet juice when bitten into the mouth.
And that beautiful face is gradually revealing confusion and fear.
Yuan Chen didn't speak, just smiled slightly.
The arc of that smile is very subtle and strange, but it doesn't contain any vile hostility. It's like a threatening beast that has been lurking for a long time and finally couldn't help but opened its bloody mouth, wanting to swallow him in one gulp. Keep.
Jiang Fu's expression changed suddenly, and he subconsciously stepped back.
Yuan Chen grabbed his waist faster than him, pinched his chin and kissed him deeply.
Unable to break free, Jiang Fu could only endure his stormy kisses, and the suffocating and powerful plunder caused burning pain in his chest. A thin layer of mist was forced out of Jiang Fu's eyes, and he let out a hasty whimper. Voice.
"Yuanyuan!... Woo! Light, light!..."
After a long while, Yuan Chen left his lips, rubbed the corners of his slightly red eyes with his fingertips, and his tender voice was full of joy.
"Cry again later, Chengcheng be good."
Like thunder on the ground, Jiang Fu froze immediately.
He in this world has yet to say the name Cheng Cheng.