After the cannon fodder mission was completed, the younger male protagonist went crazy

This time, Chen Xingzhu was awake throughout the whole process.

He clearly watched how the man above him was crying and making him cry.

His soft-heartedness resulted in aches all over his body.

In the morning, Chen Xingzhu opened his eyes with dead eyes, feeling hopeless.

I don't want to move, not at all.

I don't know what's wrong with this guy. He is even more ruthless than the previous times. It seems like he wants to kill him.

However, this time it was very dry and clear, and there was no need to worry about catching a fever.

Holding a bowl of porridge, Qiao Wenzhou walked in from outside.

"Mr. Chen, have some porridge."

Originally, Chen Xingzhu planned to turn around and refuse in a very firm manner, to let this guy know that he was not someone who could be easily appeased.

But his rumbling stomach made him face the reality that hunger was not a pleasant feeling.

So, Chen Xingzhu reached out and took it angrily, using silence to express that he was still angry.

The bowl was soon empty, and Chen Xingzhu handed the empty bowl over again, raising his chin slightly to indicate that he wanted more.

When he was finally full, Chen Xingzhu touched his stomach contentedly and rolled over comfortably.

When he caught a glimpse of someone approaching from the corner of his eye, Chen Xingzhu quickly frowned and continued to be angry.

Qiao Wenzhou felt a little amused in his heart. He deliberately moved closer to Chen Xingzhu and apologized pitifully, "Mr. Chen——"

The voice with a bit of wavy lines instantly made Chen Xingzhu's alarm bells go off. Last night, this guy used the same voice to trick him into losing all his underwear!

"Stop!" Chen Xingzhu hurriedly stopped him, "Shut up, I don't want to listen to you!"

Qiao Wenzhou pursed his lips, looking aggrieved, but still obediently stopped talking.

Looking at the face in front of him, Chen Xingzhu was furious. He snorted coldly, "You are leaving this afternoon, why don't you pack your things now?"

Hearing this, the original three points of sadness turned into eight points of sorrow.

Qiao Wenzhou frowned, lowered his eyes, and said nothing.

Chen Xingzhu:?

He didn't say anything, why do I feel like this guy is about to cry?

Chen Xingzhu was very puzzled, "No, you, what's wrong with you?"

Qiao Wenzhou opened his eyes and smiled, "Nothing serious, I'm just starting to clean up now."

Chen Xingzhu touched his chin and said, "I feel like you are forcing a smile."

Qiao Wenzhou stood up and said, "No, Mr. Chen, you think too much."

After thinking for a while, Chen Xingzhu said, "I don't think I said I didn't plan to send you off, did I?"

Although he had indeed thought about this before, he intended to use this to piss the other person off to death.

But later, he gave up such naive ideas.

After a pause, Qiao Wenzhou turned around and asked, "You are in this state now, and you still plan to send me off?"

It would be a lie to say that he was not touched. Qiao Wenzhou felt as if his heart was held up by a pair of gentle hands and he was being carefully cared for.

Hearing this, Chen Xingzhu instantly became angry. What did he mean by "he's already like this?" Huh? What does that mean? !

His eyes were blazing with fire as he glared fiercely at the person beside the bed.

After blurting it out, Qiao Wenzhou immediately cursed in his heart.

This time, you're really pulling the tiger's hair.

He quickly said: "Ah, sorry, just now, uh..."

Under Chen Xingzhu's fiery gaze, Qiao Wenzhou suddenly had an intuition that it would be better not to make excuses.

"I'm sorry!" He apologized neatly.

"Haha!" Chen Xingzhu laughed sarcastically.

"If apologies are useful, what's the point of having police?" Qiao Wenzhou said what Chen Xingzhu was going to say in advance, "I know, so..."

He fell to his knees with a thud, "I'm sorry."

Even the raging anger dissipated when the other party knelt down. Chen Xingzhu: "What are you doing? Get up quickly!"

Qiao Wenzhou stood up readily.

Frowning faintly, "I just said something wrong, why do you have to kneel down suddenly?" Chen Xingzhu showed a look of disapproval, "Do you know that a man's knees are made of gold--"

Qiao Wenzhou raised his eyes at this moment and said, "I'm kneeling to you, so it doesn't matter."

Chen Xingzhu was speechless for a moment, and the spark of his desire to teach the other party a lesson was extinguished.

Chen Xingzhu couldn't understand the look in the other person's eyes. Was it seriousness? Was it persistence? Or was it gentleness and affection?

He couldn't understand it, but his heartbeat instinctively quickened and he couldn't control it.

Chen Xingzhu looked away in a panic and said "oh" dryly.

He didn't know what he was thinking, his mind was in a mess, his heart was pounding, and his breathing was disordered and loud.

He grunted, "Okay, I get it, just pack your things."

Then, the room fell silent, with only the occasional noise coming from Qiao Wenzhou as he packed his things.

At lunch, Qiao Wenzhou ate up all the celery on the table.

Chen Xingzhu only had time to taste a small piece of it, and the taste was actually okay, not too bad.

In the afternoon, when it was almost time to leave, Chen Xingzhu reminded him, "You should film well in the crew. If you have any questions, just tell me..."

Qiao Wenzhou responded obediently, "Yeah, I understand."

His eyes were fixed on the figure of a person.

Chen Xingzhu was about to take the car keys when Qiao Wenzhou suddenly said, "Mr. Chen, you don't have to send me off."

"Huh? What's wrong?" Chen Xingzhu looked surprised.

This man was tormented all night last night. Even now, Mr. Chen still has some dark circles under his eyes. How could he bear to let someone drive him home so hard?

He just wanted this person's favor, and the thought was enough for him.

Qiao Wenzhou smiled and responded, "No big deal, I can go there by myself."

Chen Xingzhu had already picked up the car keys. "Since everything is fine, let's go. I'll take you there."

Hmm... Qiao Wenzhou glanced behind Chen Xingzhu obscurely, raised his eyes, and said innocently, "It's just... Mr. Chen, is it convenient for you to drive now?"

Chen Xingzhu froze in place for a moment, his face turning red.

"You..." He gritted his teeth, his eyes suddenly fierce.

Qiao Wenzhou's eyes wandered, "So I'll go by myself, and you can rest at home."

Chen Xingzhu took a deep breath and threw down the car keys, "...get out!"

After saying that, he ignored the annoying kid and went back to his room.

Touching his nose, Qiao Wenzhou said: Well... If I don’t say this, Mr. Chen will definitely not give up the idea.

Back in the room, Chen Xingzhu: Damn, is Qiao Wenzhou a fool?

You clearly care about him, but you have to say such words that deserve a beating!

Damn! What a joke! I’m so pissed!

If you want to go, just go! Do you really think he is rushing to send you off?

Ten seconds later, Chen Xingzhu opened his phone with a grim expression and sent a message to the driver - come to the villa to take Qiao Wenzhou to the crew.

Then I put my phone aside, closed my eyes and took a rest.

There was one thing Qiao Wenzhou was right about: Chen Xingzhu really needed a rest.

His mind and body were already very tired, and he needed a good sleep to replenish his energy.

Chen Xingzhu fell asleep almost as soon as he touched the bed, and his breathing slowed down in the quiet room.

Here, Qiao Wenzhou had just moved out his luggage when he saw the driver driving over.

In the setting sun, a faint smile appeared on his brows, and Qiao Wenzhou subconsciously turned his head to look in the direction of the second floor.

Mr. Chen...wife...

In the dream, the unclear, sticky and hot call sprayed on every part of the body. Chen Xingzhu was burned so much that she curled up tightly, and her eyelashes trembled.

Just like a butterfly about to flap its wings but caught in a spider web, the more it struggles, the deeper it sinks.

"Wife..." He heard the man shouting like this, and each cry seemed to be branded deep in his bones.

huh... huh... huh...

The chaotic and hot breathing echoed in the room, and the tightly closed eyes trembled slightly.

"No...no..."

No one heard his silent cry, and he fell into a hot, familiar nightmare...

After a long time, when the butterfly was about to be unable to bear it, a breeze blew in from the window that was opened a crack, swaying the white gauze curtain beside the window and blowing away the beautiful scenery in the room...

The person in the sleep gradually calmed down, his slightly frowned brows relaxed, the nightmare that he could not escape from dissipated, and Chen Xingzhu could finally have a good rest.

When I woke up again, it was already night.

Chen Xingzhu stretched and felt relaxed all over.

Only at this time did he pick up his phone to check the message.

"Qiao Wenzhou: Already arrived at the crew safely."

"Qiao Wenzhou: Mr. Chen, remember to eat something when you wake up. I asked Auntie to help cook a midnight snack."

"Qiao Wenzhou: I'm sorry for my poor speaking skills this afternoon. I hope Mr. Chen doesn't mind."

"Qiao Wenzhou: Also, thank you Mr. Chen for calling the driver to take me."