It is more abstract: Shura field robs people.
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Yan Zhen only felt that the world was crumbling under his feet, and began to silently disintegrate and collapse with himself as the center.
Everything around is blurred.
The images and sounds were distorted by invisible forces, and a strange mist was enveloped in them. The shadows were long and far away, and then they were close, like the water plants that entangled people in the deep pools of the vicious legend, twisting and pinching his nerves.
He heard Qiao Yizhi's voice, asked him what was wrong, and kindly stopped him, saying that even if you like other people's works, you can't be so impolite. The studio is just fine-tuning the work for food... Ah Zhen? What's wrong with you, Ah Zhen... What the hell is this sculpture really so evil
He didn't know what he said or did to Qiao Yizhi:
I only heard a voice that seemed to be my own and asked eagerly: "Where?"
I saw myself irritably throwing away the hand that Qiao Yizhi was blocking.
… not like him at all.
With his upbringing, he should not be so impulsive and rude.
But who can be sure... After all, he can't care about being well-rounded at all.
All Yan Zhen thought about was Su Jinxin.
It was obviously the treasure he hid in his heart.
When touching, you have to be vigilant and keep your strength. You are not willing to say a heavy word. No matter what you do, you have to reconsider it over and over again, for fear that if you miss it, it will be forever...
But now...
He heard Shi Lei and Su Jinxin arguing.
Intermittently came:
"...Alei, don't... It's my fault, I know, I'm sorry, this series was obviously proposed by me back then, but now it's done... I'm wrong, but... "
"Do you know how much time I spent on this series? How much energy? It's almost done, you... Did the ten-meter-high drafts piled up in my studio feed the dogs? I even designed the lighting, you... "
"Sorry, but I've..."
"No apology needed. I don't accept it either. Either come back and finish the job, or get out."
"Alei..."
"Okay, I didn't choose a partner correctly, it was my vision that was wrong."
"you listen to me… "
"Go away. Don't touch my hand. My hand is precious."
Every sentence was like a spark, falling into Yan Zhen's heart, and it was a scorched black hole. He pushed open the half-closed door of the studio without thinking, and the scene in front of him dropped a small nuclear bomb in his mind:
Su Jinxin is naked, smeared with oil and paint, and exposed to the strong light in the studio, every prominent joint is dazzlingly emphasized - he is obviously cold, although it is summer, the air conditioner in the studio Playing very low, Shi Lei himself was wearing long-sleeved overalls that covered his arms, but he let him shiver and put his left foot on his right. Yan Zhen could imagine the stiffness, trembling, and goosebumps of his body when he touched it.
However, Su Jinxin didn't seem to feel any discomfort in his body at all, and only chased Shi Lei in panic to grab his hand.
Shi Lei raised his hand and flung it away—the center of gravity was unstable, or because the oil and paint slipped—with an "ah" sound, he fell back...
"Be careful!"
Yan Zhen went crazy, and without even thinking about it, he rushed up and took him in his arms—the messy paint instantly smeared all over him.
Shi Lei also went crazy: "This Nima - who is this person? How did you come in? Mr. Qiao? Didn't you say that no one should disturb me when I was working?"
Qiao Yizhi went even more crazy: "Fuck... Mr. Shi, the model you said you wanted to come is actually... "
Yan Zhen was not in the mood to say a word of nonsense at all, picked up Su Jinxin, turned around and left.
Only then did Su Jinxin realize who was holding her, her pupils suddenly widened, she subconsciously made a self-protection curling motion, and she let out a soft cry like a dying animal from the depths of her throat. twitching uncontrollably.
Shi Lei rushed up: "Who are you! What do you want to do! Put my model down!"
He was more than half a head shorter than Yan Zhen, his legs wrapped in work pants were not as thick as Yan Zhen's arms, but he looked like a wolf.
Yan Zhen's face sank, but before the attack, the clothes on his chest were suddenly grabbed by force: "President Yan, don't, he's ignorant, you..." - Looking down, Su Jinxin's eyes turned red. Yan Zhen took a deep breath and turned his face away: "Yizhi, I have to take people away. If you can handle it, help me deal with it. If you can't handle it, I will come back by myself."
Shi Lei is such a keen person, a shadow suddenly flew between his eyebrows: "Su Jinxin, is this a sponsorship?"
"I... he..." Su Jinxin was speechless, desperate, unable to catch her breath, her face turned purple.
"Oh, you've been corrupted by this kind of thing? Abandoned your original intention? Haha. Stupid. Don't forget that capital came to this world, from head to toe, blood and dirty things dripped from every pore." Shi Lei Baring his teeth, he narrowed his eyes and gave a sneer, swaying his thin insect-like limbs to the side, "Go away. Don't pollute my studio. You are weaker and more depraved than I thought. ."
"Alei..."
Yan Zhen didn't give any of them a chance to speak again.
Unbuttoning his jacket to wrap Su Jinxin, he threw the sentence "Don't save me money" and carried it away.
Human patience is limited.
If he stays any longer, he, who is known for his temperance and rationality, may not be able to restrain himself from showing the blood, darkness and cruelty in his heart.
Su Jinxin didn't speak or move as if being cast by petrification magic.
Let Yan Zhen carry him into the car, fasten his seat belt, and carry him out again when he reaches the place.
The villa is far away, but the detached apartment where Yan Zhen lives at work is very close. Although it is a high-end apartment, the elevator is public in the end. Yan Zhen also took out the spare coat in the car, wrapped Su Jinxin tightly before walking to the elevator, holding Su Jinxin's head in his arms along the way, every muscle was tensed because of his alertness. , All that flashed in his mind were primitive and cruel pictures, and even his expressions were involuntarily hideous and full of threats, like a beast that had violated its territory.
Fortunately, it was still working hours, and I didn't meet anyone on the way. After all, it has preserved the dignity of a civilized person.
As soon as he entered the house, Yan Zhen stuffed Su Jinxin into the bathroom, turned on the shower, and simply ordered: "Wash it off."
Then he turned his back and took off his clothes.
The oil-stained suit jacket was tucked into the corner, and the shell buttons on the shirt were all over the floor. Yan Zhen propped his hand on the cold wall of the bathroom and took a deep breath to force himself to calm down:
He didn't dare to go too far, he couldn't feel Su Jinxin by his side. He was afraid that he would go crazy, but he didn't dare to turn around. Su Jinxin was full of traces left by other men... In theory, he never knew it, but in reality he saw it with his own eyes. The impact of what he saw far exceeded his imagination, and it was so big that his nerves that he always thought were tough could not bear it. He was afraid that if he took a second look, he could not help but rush out the door and screw Shi Lei's head off with his bare hands.
After a while, the steam of the hot water filled the entire bathroom. Soft and greasy, slightly soothing Yan Zhen's mood.
The suffocation feels less urgent.
He took a deep breath, did a good job of psychological construction, and turned around:
The shower is very efficient. In the blink of an eye, Su Jinxin's upper body has been largely washed away, leaving behind some mottles on the lower body and the sewage flowing across the ground. Su Jinxin was standing in this sewage, dumb, with no movement or expression, staring at her big, round black eyes in vain, like an elf who was born from filth, and like a little boy whose soul has been taken away. puppet.
Yan Zhen's heart ached immediately.
Guilt and regret poured in like the tide in a July typhoon.
Hastily stepped forward.
Su Jinxin was caught in his shadow, and trembled for a while, but did not dare to retreat.
Yan Zhen easily took him into his arms, bowed his head and kissed his dark eyebrows: "Scared you?"
Su Jin's heart trembled again and did not answer.
Yan Zhen wrapped around his waist, gently followed his trembling back, and lightly pecked at his long eyelashes, which fluttered uncomfortably: "I was too impulsive. I'm sorry. Don't be afraid, baby. Be careful? Be careful?"