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Today's scene was rather tricky, Yu Wan closed his eyes and waited for the makeup to finish, then opened his eyes to startle himself.

There were blue and purple bruises all over the bare fair skin, a bloodstain on the forehead, scabs of blood coagulated, pale face and lips bleeding from thirst, as if he had been severely beaten and tortured.

"..." Yu Wan turned his head and asked the makeup artist: "Sister, do I look miserable?"

The makeup artist is very experienced, so he was not intimidated, but just comforted him: "It's okay, I will change clothes later and come back."

When Yu Wan came back after changing his clothes, several people helped to flick some red paint onto his cotton white T-shirt. Yu Wan looked down at their busy work, and suddenly became a little worried about Cen Xi.

When the filming officially started, Cen Xi saw Yu Wan and was startled as expected.

The handsome and innocent boy was torn apart, the pure white paper was stained, and the blood was smeared on the clear and clean film, revealing the ferocious malice with teeth and claws.

For the first time, he turned his head away and stopped looking at the person who was on top of his heart.

Cen Xi was panicked in his heart, he knew that he was not in the right state, but Yu Wan's appearance was always lingering in his mind, he was concerned about it but loved it and worried about it.

"The actors are in place!" The director assistant was already shouting, Cen Xi took a deep breath, suppressing all the messy things in his heart, forcing himself to immerse himself in the scene.

The crew rented an entire suburban villa. In addition to changing one of the rooms into a place for Yuyu to stay, they also decorated the corridors—a chase scene will be filmed here soon.

"No. 17 first scene first time, action!"

The pale and thin young man was sitting on a special high chair, with his feet dangling in the air, unable to touch the ground, and surrounded by nothing to rely on. He lowered his head slightly, his bent neck and smooth shoulder blades were like a swan's wings, dying With a helpless beauty, his body was immersed in a drowsy darkness, surrounded by only a small piece of white light around him.

Dr. Xiao casually turned on the dazzling desk lamp. He was wearing a pure black dress and delicately embroidered white gloves. His gold-rimmed glasses shone warmly and elegantly under the light.

He picked an unused scalpel from the countertop, tried the knife lightly, and then walked towards the boy who was sitting motionless beside him.

"White." He called him softly.

Yuyu didn't respond.

Dr. Xiao frowned, stretched out his hand, and slowly lifted the boy's chin.

Waiting for that blood-sucking pale face to come into view, Dr. Xiao stared at his half-closed eyes, and said softly, "White, why don't you speak?"

Yuyu reluctantly raised her heavy eyelids, and glanced at him coldly. In fact, his vision was blurred and shaking, and he couldn't see people clearly at all. He could only roughly see the outline of Dr. Xiao's handsome face.

Doctor Xiao looked at him for a while, but said nothing.

"..."

"Cut!" Director Zhang yelled, walked over with a frown, and asked Cen Xi, "What's going on?"

When Cen Xi came back to his senses, he realized that he forgot to answer the words just now.

Yu Wan on the side also looked at him with some surprise, and all the cameramen, art directors, etc. hidden in the darkness around him lowered their voices and whispered.

This is rare for Cen Xi.

He may not be in the right mood, or he may not be immersed in the scene quickly enough, but it is absolutely impossible for Cen Xi to forget his words.

"I'm sorry," Cen Xi paused for a while, his eyes fell on Yu Wan who was at the side, and he said to Director Zhang, "Can you give me 3 minutes to adjust my status."

"This scene is not easy to shoot, it's okay." Director Zhang patted him on the shoulder and comforted him: "It's okay if you think about it a little bit more, let's discuss it with Xiao Yu."

After Director Zhang walked back, Yu Wan jumped off the high chair, took La Cenxi's hand, and suddenly found that his palms were covered in cold sweat.

"Senior." Yu Wan felt a little distressed, hugged him carefully and restrained, trying not to let others see the strangeness.

Cen Xi hugged him back, and said in a clear voice, "I'm sorry."

"Why are you apologizing to me?" Yu Wan muttered, then looked up at him again, "Senior, look at me."

Following his words, Cen Xi lowered his head and looked into Yu Wan's dark brown pupils, different from his distressed appearance, at this moment there was a small light dancing inside, mischievous and full of vitality.

"I still remember the fairy tale you told me," Yu Wan said, but another topic came up, "A little prince was trapped in a narrow and dark castle, and it took a long, long time before he could get out."

Cen Xi listened attentively to what he said, while taking off his gloves, he wiped away a small piece of makeup mud that fell on Yu Wan's collarbone.

"Sometimes I feel that Yu Yu and Yu Wan are very similar." Yu Wan raised his head slightly, staring into Cen Xi's black eyes, "They are both people who are imprisoned in a difficult situation and cannot be released."

Hearing this, Cen Xi was about to speak, when Yu Wan said first, "But Yu Wan is stepping out step by step, Yu Yu hasn't yet."

"Deep into his nightmare, dissect his fear," Yu Wan said softly, "float with him in the mud, and watch him confront Hell Rakshasa."

"Go through the pain with him, and then bring him out." Yu Wan's side face was still white under the light, with a warm smile, "Senior, let's try, shall we?"

"Just like you accompany Yu Wan, we also accompany Yu Yu."

"Okay?"

Cen Xi stared at the person in front of him, his bruised exterior did not cover his interior, but made it stand out even more, Cen Xi smiled lightly: "Yes, good."

He called that long-lost address: "...my little sun."

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Dr. Xiao lifted Yuyu's chin, stared at it for a moment, and suddenly said, "Do you really want to kill me now?"

Yuyu: "..."

The corners of Dr. Xiao's lips turned up, with a certain certainty in his expression: "It's right to think so."

"Look," Dr. Xiao turned around halfway, propped his left elbow on the wide countertop, and casually played with the scalpel with the other hand, "You are about to become a murderous demon."

"..." Yuyu finally spoke out, her voice hoarse: "I'm different from you."

"What's the difference?" Dr. Xiao's smile deepened: "I kill people, and you want to kill people. They're both killing people. What's the difference?"

"You are not human." Yuyu said every word.

Doctor Xiao glanced at him, smiled lightly and shook his head: "It turns out that you, like me, like to deceive yourself and others."

He suddenly leaned close to Yuyu, put one hand on his pale and fragile neck, exerted a little force, and tightened his palm, he pressed against Yuyu's ear, and his warm breath floated when he spoke: "Look, I can breathe too."

His fingertips brushed the beating pulse on the side of Yuyu's neck: "I also have a heart."

He went forward and tapped Yuyu's throat lightly: "I can also talk."

He slipped his hand, and suddenly grabbed Yu Yu's already damaged collar: "I'm also used to being well-dressed, and I don't like the horrified eyes of the world."

"So you said," Dr. Xiao clasped Yuyu's wrist with a friendly tone, "how am I different from you?"

"People are all hypocritical," he said in a nice voice, as if affectionate. "Everyone is just like me, but a beast that walks upright."

"It's just that they are used to hiding themselves," Dr. Xiao absently held up a scalpel with the other hand, and gently scratched Yuyu's clothes, as if he thought it was very interesting. This ugly desire is just venting."

"Do you believe it?" He frowned, as if talking about a funny joke: "Give them a scalpel and lock them in a place where others can't see."

"—they're scarier than I am."

Yuyu was silent all the time, and Doctor Xiao coaxed again in a low voice: "Now, do you want to kill someone? Do you want to kill me?"

"..."

After waiting for a while, Yuyu didn't respond, Dr. Xiao let go of him dully, the tenderness in his eyes disappeared, and what remained was anger and frustration.

"What a silent little lamb."

He took a deep breath, threw the knife in his hand on the table, made a crisp "bang" sound, and then began to take off his gloves slowly.

Whenever he makes this movement, it means that he is about to get angry.

It's good for Yuyu not to eat so much, it seems that the lessons given a few days ago are not enough.

Yuyu raised his head and stared at his movements without blinking. At the next moment, he suddenly raised his leg and kicked Dr. Xiao who was standing in front of him, quickly jumped off the high chair, twisted his foot, but still staggered. He staggered towards the door.

Dr. Xiao was kicked unexpectedly, took two steps back, looked at Yuyu's running back, and slowly frowned.

He didn't expect Yuyu to have the strength to escape.

But Dr. Xiao was not in a hurry. He took off both gloves gracefully, put one hand on the table, and put one hand in his pocket. Like a nobleman who abides by etiquette, he walked unhurriedly towards the door.

This villa belonged to him, and the room where Yuyu was kept was hidden in the basement. The upper part was in disrepair for a long time, the building was huge and the corridors were intricate. Dr. Xiao was not worried at all that Yuyu would really escape.

On the contrary, he happened to feel bored in the face of the silent Yuyu in the past few days, so it didn't hurt to play hide-and-seek with the little lamb.

Yuyu stumbled and ran in the dark villa, his foot was sprained, and his body was also weak due to the continuous torture. There were no lights in the huge European-style villa, only the hazy moonlight coming in through the dusty glass windows. Yuyu supported the wall Running all the way, he followed common sense and tried to find the stairs leading to the first floor—there should be a gate on the first floor.

As a result, he turned around twice, and only found two narrow stairs going up. As soon as he came out of the basement, he was on the second floor, while the first floor mysteriously disappeared.

Yuyu wanted to keep looking, but when she heard footsteps at a corner of a corridor, she hurriedly turned her head and ran to the third floor in a panic.

Holding an old-fashioned candlestick, Dr. Xiao turned the corner, his eyes fell on the messy footprints and bloodstains on the ground, and then he looked up at the stairs not far away, with a gloomy look in his eyes.

He walked over slowly, his footsteps were light and almost silent, grids of pale moonlight reflected on the ground, and he was crushed and crushed mercilessly by the man, the hem of the pure black dress moved slightly, and soon he sank into another piece of darkness middle.

"I'm coming, white."