fear of intimacy

When Xiao Peng came over with hot water, the stylist was pinning a chocolate cake-shaped barrette to Chen Shu's hair.It was as big as half a palm, with colorful pins sprinkled on the chocolate crispy skin, and a ruddy and juicy strawberry on the top, as if it had a sweet fragrance filling the nostrils.

Xiao Peng swallowed, and handed the paper cup to Chen Shu: "Brother Chen, here comes the water."

Chen Shu stiffened his neck and didn't dare to move. Seeing Xiao Peng's little movements through the makeup mirror, he asked with a smile, "Didn't you eat breakfast?"

Xiao Peng sincerely said: "That's not true, the main reason is that Brother Chen's appearance today is too..." Pausing for a few seconds, he dug out a word from his impoverished brain - "It's so delicious!"

A straight dark-colored clerk uniform, a light coffee-colored half-length apron, and a beautiful cream-white garland on the front.There is also a rainbow candy on Chen Shu's fair left cheek, near the corner of his eye, when he closes his eye, the long eyelashes touch the rainbow swirl.

The stylist finally fixed the heavy cake hairpin firmly on Chen Shu's head, and clapped his hands together: "It's finished, Xiao Chen, the coffee clerk!"

The exact same sentence pattern came from the other side—"It's finished, Xiao Ding, the glamorous third party of marriage!"

Chen Shu looked into the makeup mirror next to him.That is his junior from the same company, the new generation of traffic Xiaohua Dinglan.As the hero and heroine of the hit drama that was broadcast some time ago, the two were invited to participate in a reality reasoning variety show together.This program uses a murder case as the background of the story, and invites popular stars to deduce the real murderer through role-playing methods while continuing to interpret the story.

Relying on the finely detailed persuasiveness, the suspenseful script with strict logic, and the highlight of star interaction, the variety show’s reputation and ratings are soaring, and each episode can rush to the top of the hot search list. No second stage.

The script this time is a murder in a high-end apartment-a middle-aged woman was found dead on the bed in her bedroom, with scissors stabbing her chest into her heart.

The role of Chen Shu is the clerk of the coffee shop downstairs of the apartment, and he is familiar with the victim who frequents it.The one that Ding Lan drew was the victim's husband's lover in the company. The role required her to be sexy and glamorous. The stylist made her a nude leather skirt with side slits all the way to her thighs.

Ding Lan was a little uncomfortable, pulled the skirt down and couldn't stop pulling it down, and whispered to the stylist if he could change to a more conservative one.

"This is still called Lu?!" The stylist's voice was high, and his tone was indifferent, "It's not bad without a low cut, dear, although the slit is a bit high, the hem of the skirt is almost to the knees! Are you wandering?" Butterflies among men, how can they fly if they are not sexy!"

Seeing that Ding Lan was still unwilling, the stylist had no choice but to find new clothes for her with a depressed face.

Ding Lan nestled into the makeup chair, put his palms on the sides of his thighs, and saw Chen Shu glance at her, so he squeezed out a slightly embarrassed smile: "Brother Chen..."

Chen Shu put his toes on the ground and turned the chair to Ding Lan, and praised her familiarly: "After all, it's a role requirement, it's pretty good-looking."

This is not a compliment, Ding Lan has a standard oval face with sharp eyebrows and eyes, which is really suitable for a bright and flamboyant dress.

Because of the relationship between the male and female protagonists before, Ding Lan and Chen Shu got along very well, and he didn't hide it, and said directly: "If you dress like this, you don't want to be on camera."

Chen Shu was a little surprised.The skirt on Ding Lan's body has a very high neckline, and the hem of the skirt is not too short, but the slits are a little too much, but as long as the movement range is small, it's not a big problem.When the crew was acting together, Ding Lan wore even more exaggerated costumes. I don't know why he is suddenly so awkward today.

"Brother Chen, your appearance is very sweet, handsome guy with a tender face," Ding Lan was very envious, "Gao Yingying is also pretty good. You want me to be sexy..."

Gao Yingying is one of the other four guests. She plays the role of the director of the orphanage, and she dresses in a standard professional woman's style.

In addition, there are Jiao Yuting who plays the husband of the victim, Tong Lin, the victim's former male colleague in the company, and detective Xin Hong.

Except for Chen Shu and Ding Lan, these people are all familiar faces on the show, and they have a good relationship with each other. At this time, they have gathered at the other end of the dressing room to discuss the possible direction of the case, and they have a good understanding.

Ding Lan expressed concern about the recording of the show: "My IQ is just enough to maintain a normal life. I'm really not good at reasoning. What if the audience doesn't buy it? I don't know why the company accepts this variety show..."

Chen Shu comforted her: "You think too much, the audience will not have any expectations for the newcomers. If you really don't understand, just go along with the seniors. Have you watched the previous episodes? When the time comes, Teacher Xin Hong thinks who the real culprit is , you just follow the cast, and Teacher Xin's reasoning will lead the audience to fly..."

Before the words were finished, the four people who were chatting and laughing opposite had already walked over.One of the oldest looking men has an expensive outfit, a low-key dark blue suit, a slim British tailoring, a tie with bright silk embroidery, and a pair of black plastic medium-gold glasses. Chen Shu's words: "Yo, so A Shu wants to win with me? Okay, I'll give you this face!"

The words were very arrogant, but the tone was smiling, and the eyes were gentle behind the shimmering lenses.He is an attractive middle-aged man.

Chen Shu was caught in the middle of talking nonsense, and he greeted everyone embarrassedly.

Xin Hong and Chen Shu had acted together before, and they had known each other for a long time, and their words were not formal: "I just met Xiao Ding, but Chen Shu, don't look at his gentle appearance, but he is actually a cunning and cunning man. It’s a typical white cut black, and you have a lot of eyes.” He joked to the three old guests in the same company: “You can’t underestimate this kid, if you get him the real murderer card, maybe you will capsize in the gutter.”

The accompanying guests, Jiao Yuting, Gao Yingying and Tong Lin all laughed along.

The director knocked on the door of the dressing room and poked his head in: "Are you ready?"

After arranging their appearance in front of the vanity mirror for the last time, everyone set off for the door.

Ding Lan followed behind Chen Shu, wearing a nude leather skirt that was too late to change, with his hands folded awkwardly in front of him.

There are a total of six star guests in this program. The detective, real murderer and suspect are set according to the game plot. The real murderer is hidden among the suspects. Only when the real murderer is found, the player wins.If the culprit escapes, the culprit wins.

Stage lights come on.The well-dressed customer pushed open the door of the coffee shop, and the warm yellow light cast a delicate shimmer on his expensive mirror frame.

The young clerk wore a well-fitting uniform and bowed lightly: "Welcome to our store, what do you need?" Looking up was a sweet smiling face with soft forehead hair and a submissive and gentle temperament.

The critical eyes of the customer passed over the clerk's white and porcelain cheeks, and he paused imperceptibly on the rainbow candy under the corner of his left eye: "I heard that this store only serves the residents of Angel Apartment?"

"Yes, we do our best to meet all the needs of our customers."

The customer stepped forward slowly, and looked closely at the beautiful young clerk: "Everything you need? Can you do anything?" He got too close, and the classic sandalwood fragrance all over his body was on the tip of his nose, and the seductive breath was as calm as temple incense ash.

Caged in the tall shadow cast by the customer, the clerk blinked. Because the skin color was too porcelain white, the curled eyelashes were distinct: "The store will try its best to fulfill the customer's request."

"Very good," the guest took a step back with a haughty expression, "I'm a new resident of Angel Apartment. My name is Neighbor Xin. I want to know what kind of people live in Angel Apartment."

"Ah, so that's the case," the clerk's tone became brisk, "You're asking the right person about this matter. My name is Coffee Chen. I have worked in the coffee shop downstairs of the Angel Apartment for two years, and I know more about the apartment than the property owner." what happened there."

At this moment, another person hurriedly opened the store door. It was an office worker with a briefcase under his armpit.

Chen Coffee saw it at a glance and said hello: "Mr. Jiao, are you back from get off work?"

Neighbor Xin turned critically to Mr. Jiao, who was obviously dressed in a different class from himself: "Is he also a resident of Angel Apartment?"

"Yes," Chen Coffee replied solemnly, and said a little gossip, "His name is Jiao Huihui, because he can't do anything at home, and he depends entirely on his wife."

Jiaohui was going to rush past the two of them and rush back to the apartment, but when he suddenly heard his gossip, he immediately scolded Chen Coffee: "What's the matter with you? Everyone speaks ill of people behind their backs, and you're talking face to face!" You are humiliating people's reputation, let me tell you, apologize to me quickly! Hurry up!"

At this time, three more people entered the coffee shop, two women and one man.The man was dressed in the same way as Jiao Hui, with a black leather briefcase tucked under his arm; a woman with bright looks, wearing a sexy nude leather skirt, with long white and straight legs; the other had a pair of round almond eyes , with clean and agile features, wearing a well-regulated professional suit, with slender calves covered in black silk exposed under the A-line hip skirt.

When Chen Coffee saw these three people, he continued to gossip face to face without redness or heartbeat: "This beautiful lady is not a resident of Angel Apartment, but she often visits Mr. Jiao Huihui. This Mr. Briefcase is not a resident either. I have visited Mr. Jiao Huihui’s wife several times, Ms. Wu. As for another lady, I don’t know her, and I can only confirm that she is not a resident of Angel Apartment.”

Neighbor Xin nodded after listening, touched the edge of the frame with his fingertips, and said to the three newcomers, "Would you like to introduce yourself first?"

The lady in the leather skirt held her chin high, stepped on stiletto heels, walked to Jiao Huihui's side and held his arms: "I, everyone loves flowers when they see them, but I own the whole garden but never For whom to stay, among the tens of thousands of flowers, a leaf does not touch the body, known as 'socialbutterfly' - Ding, Shang, you. I am a colleague who can't be anxious."

Jiao Huihui pulled out his arm, glanced at the door of the apartment with a guilty conscience, and retorted: "What colleague? You are my subordinate, okay! Don't force coffee!"

Neighbor Xin asked with great interest: "Then why does Miss Ding Shang, who is among thousands of flowers, visit her boss frequently? Are you 'staring at him'?"

Ding Shang, you lift up the long curly hair at the end, and you won't wink at him: "Short oil~~ Actually, someone else is following me~~"

Jiao shivered unaffectedly, and touched the goose bumps on his arms through his clothes.

"What about you?" Neighbor Xin asked Mr. Briefcase again.

Mr. Briefcase said: "My name is Tong Bufu. I, Jiao Huihui, and Ding Shang are both colleagues in the same company. Hey, I want to make a statement first. I am not Jiao Huihui's subordinate. I am on the same level as him. ..."

Jiao would not interrupt him: "You are my wife's subordinate."

The same dissatisfaction expressed dissatisfaction: "That is all in the past. Since Ms. Wu was pregnant and resigned, she can no longer be regarded as my boss." He sighed again: "Oh, of course, there is still a relationship between us. Yes, so I also came to visit the former boss who left the job and became a housewife."

Neighbor Xin understood, and commented playfully: "It seems that you are really dissatisfied. What about the last lady?"

The almond-eyed beauty still standing at the door of the store is as low-key and inconspicuous as her attire. "My name is Dean Gao. I'm the guest invited by Mrs. Wu today. I'm about to pay a visit."

Jiao Huihui was very confused: "What kind of guest are you? I've never seen you before!"

Dean Gao glanced at Jiao Huihui: "When I met Wu, you didn't know where to play with mud."

Jiao Huihui was furious: "Hey, let me go, why are there so many people who can't talk today! My daughter-in-law is the same age as me, isn't she playing with mud when I play with mud! You little The girl doesn't look too old, so just talk to my daughter-in-law, Qingmei Qingmei, and you have to run on me!"

Dean Gao was unmoved, and replied flatly: "Actually, the old man is already 58 years old. He is the director of the orphanage where Wu once stayed. The relationship between him and Xiao Wu is a deep mother-daughter relationship. .Today also happens to be on a business trip to City C, and I will visit Xiao Wu by the way."

Five, 58 years old? ! !

Everyone present was shocked.

Jiao Huihui stuttered in embarrassment: "That courtyard, the dean really has a good face... Hahaha..."

Chen Shu watched it interestingly and laughed along with it.

Xin Hong also had a smile in his eyes, and started the cue process: "Since everyone is here to find Wu, let's hurry into the apartment."

The Angel Apartment is just behind the coffee shop. Six people are crowded in front of an alloy door, and You Jiao can't knock on the door—"My wife, I'm back! Open the door!"

Tong dissatisfied and teased: "Isn't this your house? Why don't you even have the key to your own house?"

Neighbor Xin shook his finger: "At first glance, you are a young man who has never been married. There is a big difference between someone waiting at home and an empty house. Only bachelors understand the loneliness of opening the door by themselves."

"Hahahahahahahaha!" Gao Yingying, who was still pretending to be old, broke her skills in a second, and laughed so hard that she could not stand up straight while holding Jiao Yuting's shoulder.She was too nervous to push her hand, and shouted: "Don't gossip at my door, my wife will be so decent if she sees it!"

Jiao Hui's original "love" Ding Shangyou quietly backed away at some point, and stood with Chen Coffee at this time.

After knocking for a long time and no one answered the door, everyone began to guess——

"What's going on? Are you asleep?"

"Hey, there's no need to ask, something must have happened!"

"Why don't we kick the door directly!" Tong Lin, who has recently trained his abdominal muscles, is eager to try.

Chen Shu's eyes were good, he saw the doorknob at a glance, and said "Huh", "Well, the door seems to be open."

Um? ? ?A few people in front of the door were full of question marks.

Neighbor Xin stretched out his hand and pushed, and the door easily opened inward.

The dissatisfaction is really convinced Jiao Huihui: "What kind of hand are you! The door is open, didn't you feel it when you knocked for a long time?"

However, his old partner, Jiao Hui, didn't answer the conversation at all at this time, and stared straight into the room with widened eyes.

Dean Gao, who was hanging on Jiao Huihui, withdrew his hands and covered his eyes: "Ah! Dead!!"

In the room with the door wide open, a person was lying on a big bed against the wall, with a pair of round-handled scissors stuck in his chest, and scarlet blood soaked his shirt.

Holding the handles of the scissors with both hands, she slept on her back in the pillow with a peaceful expression.