The rich young master doesn't love me anymore [Entertainment]

"Why are your hands so cold?" Xie Shang asked, then took Yu Qing's two hands and put them together in his coat pocket. His hands are so big that they can cover both of Yu Qing's hands .

Yu Qing couldn't help getting closer to Xie Shang.

The inside of the umbrella seems to have become another world, isolating all blizzards.

Yu Qing still remembered that Xie Shang once asked him, "Why am I your boyfriend in name? I suddenly felt that the words in name were weird."

Yu Qing was at a loss for words for a while.

At that time, he just felt that if the love he got didn't meet his expectations, then he shouldn't start. His distrust of feelings was rooted deep in his soul, and he didn't want Xie Shang to know that he really loved him. , always pretending to be cold and high-profile involuntarily.

He suddenly felt that if he didn't need to be afraid, don't be timid, and didn't pretend to be nonchalant at the very beginning, and started his relationship with Xie Shang with words like this in name and with the deep meaning of nurturing, maybe... …

No, there is no other possibility. His personality is like this. Whether it is due to illness or other factors, his emotions are repeatedly uncontrollable. He is too emotionally greedy. As long as he has it, he will start to get it wrong. Mentality, becoming swayed by gains and losses, wanting more and more...

If he wants to become normal, he can only stop having feelings from the beginning, so that he will not suffer, and he will be indestructible.

But he couldn't bear to thank Shang.

"Little idiot, don't be in a daze, or you will miss the plane." Xie Shang looked at Yu Qing and smiled, maybe because of his posture, his neckline drooped slightly, and Yu Qing could see a bite mark on his collarbone , He bit it when he came the day before yesterday.

Hearing this address, and taking another look at the bite mark, Yu Qing looked away, feeling that time had passed, and he seemed to see that young man who was a bit wanton and cold again, holding an umbrella for him, and calling him a fool affectionately, being careful Don't let him get a drop of rain.

"Okay, I'll go first." Yu Qing's rationality came back, even if he was reluctant to give up, he would leave.

"Well, I'll wait for you." Xie Shang's throat moved.

It was a casual farewell, but there was a sense of intimacy that didn't show any trace.

Yu Qing let out a foul breath, then put the phone away.

As soon as he got up, he saw five staff members with strange expressions.

Zhang Tezhu and Yuan Tezhu looked indifferent, but if you look closely, you will find that their facial expressions are a little stiff.

And the three bodyguards have already put on sunglasses in unison, but it can still be seen that the corners of their mouths are twitching.

Yu Qing is quite normal, he has been in the top position for a long time, except when he encounters emotional problems, he will become very sensitive, capricious and a little fragile, other times he is always in front of the mountain and his face does not change, and the elk is on the left without blinking. , which scares many people.

Even just now, these staff members snooped on his love life, he didn't think so. First of all, he didn't care how these people saw him, and secondly, those who could follow him were knowledgeable, even They really dare to go out and talk nonsense, and he has a way to make them shut up obediently.

……

The plane took off.

Yu Qing sat on the seat of the plane. There were only six of them in the entire VIP business class, and they were considered as chartered flights.

Seeing the darkness outside the window and the lights in the cabin turned off, Yu Qing couldn't help but feel a sense of loneliness in her heart.

When he used to take this kind of ordinary civilian airliner, he was always with Xie Shang.

Xie Shang would put on a mask and sunglasses, and then he would rest on his shoulders. Sometimes they would sleep separately, and sometimes they would talk some illogical nonsense together.

To be honest, although Xie Shang's shoulders were broad and flat, they were very hard. It was a bit uncomfortable to lean on, and it would be more comfortable to lean on the back of the seat.

But he likes it, he just likes to rely on it, even if there are marks on his face sometimes, he still feels very happy.

He slightly leaned his head against the cold window. In fact, he now has the Internet and can continue the video with Xie Shang, but he suddenly panicked, and he didn't dare to continue chatting with Xie Shang.

He always felt that Xie Shang this time was different from the previous ones.

……

The next day, when Xie Shang opened his eyes, he felt that even the breeze and sunshine were so gentle that it was unreasonable.

He took out the script as usual and began to read it. Although Director Cen said that the script still needs to be revised, the overall character design should not have changed much. He has almost integrated this character into his mind.

"Morning, have you arrived at your destination? Remember to take a rest first to beat the jet lag."

After sending the message, he got up and only wore a white shirt after taking a shower. It looked fresh, clean, and clear. Facing the phone, he raised his head, unbuttoned the shirt, and took a picture Send the photo to Yu Qing.

"Look, the bite marks haven't disappeared yet. You bite very hard. By the way, pay attention to the wounds on your hands. Don't bump them."

He lazily leaned against the wall, smoking a cigarette, his eyes were covered with a thin layer of mist, some words of concern and words of explanation were not so difficult to say, desire In addition to behavior and actions, the most important thing is language.

If it was Xie Shang in the past, he would only send the first flirting sentence, not the second sentence, even if he was thinking and worried in his heart, he would not express it.

The one who was really awkward had probably always been him.

Suddenly, his mobile phone beeped, but it was not the special beep of WeChat.

Instead, Weibo pays special attention to the notification sound.

His Weibo trumpet only followed one person, and it was still set as a special follower. He would click in to check it out from time to time, with emotions that he didn't know how to describe.

That name is a microblog of English + numbers that cannot understand the meaning.

The content on the Weibo shows how much the blogger, that is, Yu Qing, loves Xie Shang.

She is simply Xie Shang's fanatical true fan.

Xie Shang also found it incredible. At first, he thought it might be Yu Qing, but his rationality told him it was impossible. How could Yu Qing do such a thing?

But his feelings clearly told him that this is Yu Qing.

Except for Yu Qing, no one would treat him like this, no one would know his preferences, and no one would be able to take these photos.

pity.

This Weibo account has not been updated for a long time.

The last few microblogs are: 'I don't love you anymore'

The comments are all Xie Shang's little fans telling him not to leave.

The forwarding is not harmonious, there are a lot of Xie Shang's slander, reposting this Weibo to watch a play and mocking Xie Shang, and tearing up with Xie Shang's fans.

But it was also because of the blackmail that Xie Shang discovered this Weibo. In fact, he only recognized Yu Qing after flipping through a few Weibos.

He was in a very complicated mood at that time, thinking: So Yu Qing has always been in love with me so quietly and secretly, but I just found out now.

Is there anything else about Yu Qing that he has never discovered?

He thought that he already knew Yu Qing very well.

However, it wasn't until not long ago that he discovered that everything he knew might be what Yu Qing wanted him to know.

This time, Xie Shang held the phone, his knuckles turned white, and he clicked on the Weibo homepage again.

His fingers on the screen trembled slightly, and he accidentally clicked on the comment.

There was a comment posted by the blogger alone three days ago, but he never found out.

'@谢尚, I lied, I love you, you may not know, you are my poison and my medicine.As for me?It doesn't matter who I am.I will have nothing to worry about in the future, and I will not be afraid of anything.I only wish you a smooth, safe and joyful life, and that you are free. '

Xie Shang's teeth were biting his lips, and the bite turned white. His frosty eyebrows and eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of black mist, and became colder. He didn't understand what kind of freedom Yu Qing wanted to give him. Freedom, he has always been free, loves Yu Qing freely, lives freely, he never feels that he is shackled, if it is this relationship that makes him not free, he is also willing.

Xie Shang sighed slowly. If he hadn't really seen it, he would never have believed that Yu Qing would say such words and type such words.

He logged out, returned to the homepage, and when he refreshed, a new Weibo popped up suddenly.

That is, the Weibo that Xie Shang was prompted to push on Weibo just now.

"What's wrong with Xie Shang's liking for men? Does it have anything to do with the type of movie he makes? His acting skills are so good, it's impossible for people to feel that he's good at acting, okay?"

Xie Shang was taken aback for a moment, thinking that his eyes were blurred, and couldn't help but continue to refresh Weibo. This Weibo was still very real. His expression became more stern, but also a little more sexy.

Most of the comments below are:

【Da, are you back again? 】

[Woooooo, are you really reluctant to take off your fans? 】

[I like you the most, just come back, please don't leave. 】

Of course, there were also discordant comments.

[Oh my god, sit-ups, if you want to roll, just roll quickly, Xie Shang is not short of your fans. 】

And the blogger whose name is composed of English and numbers actually replied, "You don't care."

Xie Shang's gloomy and cold expression was slightly warm, and he couldn't help but smiled softly, it was too cute.

Scrolling down, you can also see some comments that are more ugly.

[The bald fan can't be self-directed and acted, right?Pretend to take off fans to make your bald blog hot topic? 】

[Still charged?Did the original owner of this account sell the account to Xie Shang Studio? 】

Someone quickly retorted,

[Is he very rich, okay?Does Hei Hei think everyone is as poor as you?Every day just bad money comes to black people. 】

Xie Shang turned over, his face darkened, and he even participated in replying to comments. He loves to play games, and his skills may be mediocre, but he is very good at cursing. He could type a line of insults in no time.

Afterwards, he almost put his whole body and soul into the emotional quarrel with Hei Hei, picking one out of a hundred, how should I put it, he looked more like Hei than Hei Hei.

He forbids those people to scold Yuan Bo. The whole person's style of painting is that you can insult Xie Shang, but if you dare to scold Yuan Bo, you will die. Your mother will increase the price of vegetables when she goes out to buy food. If you don't increase the price, you are not your mother.

The author has something to say: I read the comments, I didn't mean not to reply to everyone.

It's me who has nothing to love in life and is in isolation, I don't know what to answer.