Rebirth of the Double-faced Superstar

"Actually... I'm an orphan too."

Luo Xi raised her head in surprise, her bright black eyes widened instantly.

Before he could express anything, Lei Meng had already nodded vigorously towards him, and there seemed to be a flash of memory-like emotion in his long and narrow phoenix eyes, and he quickly returned to calm without staying.

"Do you know that I, like you, grew up in an orphanage when I was a child. The difference is that you seem to have lived alone all the time. I was adopted by him... when I was seven or eight years old. gone."

Raymond smiled, and Luo Xi noticed that there seemed to be a hint of sadness in his smile.

"The person who adopted me is very rich. It may seem that I am luckier than you... But who knows, it's all fate! But Xiao Luo, because of this, I really understand your difficulties, understand It is not easy for us little people from the bottom to struggle, so I really want to praise you and help you realize your dream in the showbiz... because in you, I seem to see myself back then."

Raymond's phoenix eyes shone with a strange light with complex emotions.

Luo Xi saw that light, and in that short moment, he felt some sincere touch, and also some loneliness and helplessness that only he could understand, intertwined and entangled in his heart.

"Mr. Lei, thank you for your honesty to me. We are both fallen people in the world. Why should we know each other when we meet again! I know that the feeling of growing up in an orphanage and having no relatives around me is something that other people can't understand. Really, thank you You, I will definitely think about signing the contract tonight, don't worry!"

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Fu Xindong just stubbed out the cigarette butt in his hand, and was about to go to the studio to see if Boss Lei, the owner of the Bentley, was with Luo Xi, when he saw Lei Meng and Luo Xi come out of the shed together, towards the parking lot. come.

His eyebrows furrowed uncontrollably, and he watched Luo Xi smile and shook hands with Raymond, watched Raymond get into the car, and watched the black Bentley drive away.

When Luo Xi opened the car door and got into the car, Fu Xindong waved his hand rudely, "What's your smell? That Lei guy has put on perfume or powder, why did you have such a strange smell on your body?"

Luo Xi froze for a moment, Lei Meng did have a smell of men's perfume, but it smelled faintly, neither exaggerated nor sissy, but it fit his identity and temperament very well.

He glanced at Fu Da, a police officer with black lines on his face, with the corners of his mouth slightly upturned, he deliberately poked forward, and sniffed Fu Xindong, "I don't think there's any strange smell, it's just that the car smells sour. It smells like baji, I don’t know which old man knocked over the jar of vinegar.”

Fu Xindong gave him a sidelong glance, "Eating his jealousy? Hmph, he's not worthy... Why is he looking for you? Were you with him just now? There's no one else in the room? Isn't Yang Wei here?"

A smile appeared in Luo Xi's eyes and the corners of his mouth at the same time, and the man in front of him who was trying to keep his face dark suddenly had an indescribable cuteness in his eyes.

"He asked me to talk about signing a contract with his company. Viagra's mother came from his hometown today. He couldn't make it through, so Mr. Lei came over to talk to me in person. How can I put it, Mr. Lei is quite sincere .”

He didn't tell Fu Xindong those special words that Lei Meng said to himself. For some reason, he felt that there were some things that his lover could not fully understand.

Perhaps, it is not yet time!

"I don't want to get involved with your work too much. After all, you are not a child anymore. It's not easy after all these years. If you have a good opportunity for yourself, you should seize it. Yes." "However, uncle still wants to remind you that uncle is not jealous, nor is he targeting someone who is basically a stranger to me. I really have an intuition that this boss Lei gave me. It feels very weird, anyway, you and Yang Wei should be careful, don't fall into any trap just to become popular."

Fu Xindong stepped on the accelerator hard, and the car drove out of the parking lot quickly after he finished speaking.

"Uncle... thank you."

Luo Xi put her hand on Fu Xindong's hand holding the steering wheel, and patted it lightly twice.He knew this man was good to him.

******

Fu Xindong received a call from the bureau office, informing Su Jun and him to follow the deputy director in charge of criminal investigation to attend a meeting within the system in Tianjin City, with a three-day schedule.

The night before leaving, Fu Xindong and Luo Xi were lying on the bed. The two naked men had just finished a fierce battle.Fu Xindong was smoking a cigarette, while Luo Xi turned his body sideways, flipping through Moments with his back turned.

Fu Xindong's gaze fell on the boy's smooth and white waist unconsciously. There were four bright red and weird patterns in a row, and the outermost one seemed to be more red than the others.

He sat up in surprise, stretched out his strong fingers to the top of the tattoo, and rubbed it lightly, "Luo Xiaoxi, when was this tattooed, why don't I know?"

Luo Xi dodged forward subconsciously, "Uncle, be gentle, it still hurts."

He threw down the phone, and his whole body slipped into Fu Xindong's arms like a smooth silver fish. He stuck to Fu Xindong's body tightly, and groped dishonestly under the quilt.

"Last night when you were on the night shift, Viagra and I got the tattoo. Doesn't it look good? It's white and rosy, doesn't it look very exciting, and after watching it, do you really want to...fuck me?"

Luo Xi put her mouth next to Fu Xindong's ear, exhaling warm breath, and whispering to him at the same time.

Fu Xindong only felt a "buzz" in his head, and some curious things in his mind that he wanted to ask flew to nowhere in an instant, and only a scorching heat and desire surged from his lower abdomen.

"Damn! You are so fucking right, I don't want to do anything now, I just want to fuck you! I have to go out for three days, you have to make up for these three days first."

The man got on his horse and started another round of galloping on the night battlefield.

Although Fu Xindong didn't give any special explanation when he was on a business trip, Lin Fan still insisted on going to Ye Guizhou's residence every night to secretly monitor his movements.

He found that Ye Guizhou's illness seemed to be getting worse.

That popular superstar has almost disappeared from the public recently. Except for occasionally going to the hospital accompanied by bodyguards, most of the time he stays in his residence and never goes out.

Sometimes that neutrally dressed female manager would come to the door. Ye Guizhou seemed to have lost the patience to meet customers and talk about work normally.

Most of the time, he would walk around in the empty bedroom alone, sometimes lying on the bed, but not sleeping, just staring at the endless distance with his godless eyes open.

There are still many times when Lin Fan can clearly feel that Ye Guizhou has entered a state of insanity.He would cry alone, laugh alone, and lie alone on the cold floor for half a day.

Lin Fan found that he was smoking faster and faster, from half a pack a day to one pack before he knew it, and then to nearly two packs now.

He also found that he seemed to pay more and more attention to this person, this lonely and sick man, not only because he was a superstar or a criminal suspect he was monitoring, but also because of his pair of lifeless eyes , because his master in those eyes was already unknowingly extremely desolate.

The night is getting thicker, and at some point in the sky, there is a drizzle like silk. On this mountain in the spring night, it is indescribably cold and lonely.

Lin Fan saw that Ye Guizhou on the bed hadn't opened his eyes for a long time, and seemed to have fallen asleep early on a rare occasion.

He seemed a little reluctant to disturb the man's hard-won sleep. He threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stamped it out, then glanced into the room, turned and got into the car.

Lin Fan's car turned around the villa, which was still beautiful and majestic under the lights of the night, and drove on the small road back to the city.

In the quiet room, a figure slowly sat up from the bed, listening to the thinning rain outside the window, slowly put on the shoes beside the bed.

The air in the north is always particularly fresh after rain.

Early the next morning, Fu Xindong, who was in the venue in Tianjin City, received a message from Lin Fan. Last night, another murder case occurred in Beijing.

This time, the deceased did not die in his own home, but was killed in a deep alley, where there was a monitoring blind spot, and the scene happened to be within this blind spot.

The victim was a 60-year-old security guard of a company. He died on his way home after the midnight shift, about three o'clock.

The last sentence of Lin Fan's message was, "He was also cut off."

Fu Xindong's eyebrows were twisted into a big pimple. After thinking for a while, he sent back a message to Lin Fan, asking him to investigate the identity of the deceased immediately, and pay special attention to trace back to see if it was related to the Jingbei Orphanage.

About two hours later, Lin Fan sent another message, "The deceased worked as a watchman at the Beijing North Orphanage more than ten years ago."

Orphanage!

Fu Xindong wrote these three seemingly simple Chinese characters heavily in his notebook.

He found that the combination of these cases looked like a circle.All the characters seem to be related to the dot, which is the orphanage.

Only the old political commissar, apart from living a little closer, can't find a more direct connection with the orphanage.However, Fu Xindong faintly felt that the connection not only existed, but was also contained in his last blood book.

It seems that the first thing I do when I return to Jingbei is to go to the orphanage that has moved to the suburbs, hoping to find what I want to find there.

Probably because the word "orphan" was floating around in his mind, he unconsciously thought of that cute and charming boy, his Luoxi.

Yes, he was an orphan too, a poor boy who had been abandoned from birth and could only spend his birthday in the orphanage.

I don't know what kind of growth experience he had during those years in the orphanage.

He suddenly thought of what he and Luo Xi said when he visited Xiaole and his brother in Huangqi Town, "Although they are orphans, their souls are not alone."

So, my dear Luoxi, is your soul lonely?