[Rebirth] The gold master's husband is not easy to coax

Doing it all over again, of course Zhuang Ling will not leave any regrets.So, after thinking about it for a while, he said to Shu Boheng, "I... heard from your assistant. Ah Heng, since this is the case, why don't I make this film."

Seeing Shu Boheng looking at him in disbelief, he added, "It just so happens...I don't have any work recently..."

"..."

"Zhuang Ling, what's wrong with you?"

"What's wrong?"

"If you're here to amuse me, then I advise you..."

"Pastime?" Zhuang Ling raised his tone, "Why do you use this word? I, Zhuang Ling, am not so boring, I would entertain such important things. Shu Boheng, what will you do to trust me?" Trust me Really just want to make up for the mistakes I made.

Unexpectedly, Shu Boheng smiled, "Trust you? Which you should I trust? The one who came to my house a few days ago and said that I would not turn back unless I died, or the inexplicable you these two days?"

"..."

"Zhuang Ling, I don't have the courage and the energy to play with you."

"Shu Boheng, what do you mean..."

But Shu Boheng didn't respond to him anymore. He closed his eyes and tilted his head to one side, "You can go. The contract expires in ten days, and you will be free."

When Zhuang Ling was 15 years old and had nowhere to go, he sold himself to Tianheng. At that time, Shu Boheng was also the most difficult time.He was a half-year-old child but had to bear huge debts. Hearing people said that starting an economic company would bring quick money, he put all his eggs in one basket. He sold everything that could be sold in the family, and invested all the money in Tianheng registration.

Even though it's been a long time, Zhuang Ling still remembers that morning.

The childish self stopped Shu Boheng who was just showing his face but was exhausted, "If I can help you, you can help me too, okay?"

"I don't want to go!" A sentence blurted out like this, and Zhuang Ling's eyes turned red.

Probably because the atmosphere around him was too messy, Shu Boheng finally opened his eyes.

"Why bother?" he said.

"……"Why bother?Zhuang Ling didn't know, he only knew that if he left this door, he would probably regret it for the rest of his life.

In his previous life, he witnessed Shu Boheng's death with his own eyes, participated in his funeral, and heard those "facts" with his own ears. How could he turn around and leave without any suspicion?

"Shu Boheng, don't drive me away in a hurry. Give me a chance to recognize my heart. Ten days, ten days is fine. If I'm still there after ten days...then we'll set each other free."

"..." After a long time, just when he thought that Shu Boheng would not answer, he finally said a light "OK".

Zhuang Ling felt relieved, he couldn't help but brushed a strand of hair hanging on the side of his face, and leaned into his ear and said, "You, you have a good rest, I'll come back tomorrow."

After he finished speaking, he gave him a blank look again, then got up and walked out the door, but he didn't see Shu Boheng arched his body fiercely behind him, his left hand clutched his abdomen hard, his expression was painful, and he was dripping with cold sweat.

Zhuang Ling pushed open the door of the ward, and almost bumped into the dusty Zhou Cheng.

"Zhuang Ling?! Why are you haunted?"

"Who do you say is haunted? Why are you back again?"

"Who are you talking about? Zhuang Ling, you..." He leaned closer to his ear and whispered, "Don't you think you didn't stimulate him enough?"

"How did I stimulate him? I brought porridge for him to eat."

"Then did he eat?"

"..."

"Why did you leave without eating?" As he spoke, he poked him inside, only to be shocked, "Boheng!"