After marrying evil, I can't leave

Three days later, the strange talk show was back online, and because of the release of the video about the high-altitude swing, it was directly on the hot search.

The strange talk program group went to the scene of the incident late at night, worked overtime, and released the latest episode on the high-altitude swing!

A female white-collar worker who worked overtime late at night and came home with her, ordered supper takeaway, opened the video software and saw the headline on the home page, and immediately clicked on it.

This show has been stopped for a long time, she still doesn't know what's going on, and she went to Weibo two days ago to find out about the situation.

She complained in her heart that that stupid program actually squeezed out her favorite, the strange talk she watched after working overtime.

Almost every TV station has one of those star talk shows, and she, an "old aunt" who doesn't follow stars, is really not interested at all.

That's good, finally got a satisfactory program, but was squeezed out, she was not willing to check in on Weibo's opposition to Chaohua.

Unexpectedly, the show turned around today, and the show came back again, and there are sponsors, and the content will definitely be upgraded in the future!

She was very happy at the moment, and immediately clicked on the video, not even wanting to miss the title.

"There's a dinner show today!"

[No.60 Phase [-], high-altitude swing]

Accompanied by a familiar background sound, a static high-altitude swing appeared on the screen. After a few seconds, the bgm was changed, and the high-altitude swing began to shake for no reason, and the higher it swayed...

This title aroused the reverie of countless viewers.

[Wow, it's a wonderful look, three times in a row]

[Whoever wants to download this column of Strange Talk, I'm in a hurry with whom, the interview next door is too boring, and I can't invite any big names, it looks like it's real]

[Hahahaha and the question is too embarrassing, I heard that Chi Xi will be on the show in a few days, is it a show dedicated to whitewashing bad artists? 】

【Don't talk about other programs in the barrage, focus on the video itself! 】

[It's so scary, I've already started to hug the little quilt tightly. 】

[Brother is here! 】

After the opening title, the screen cuts to Zhou Wu's body, and he holds up the microphone to introduce the current situation.

His voice was clear, and his words were correct: "Now we are under the Wanda Plaza. From our camera, we can clearly see that the swing on the top floor of the square is quietly and without any movement."

"Now I will take you into the truth."

"This is the person in charge of the plaza. According to him, the night when the incident happened, it was almost closed, so the camera was suddenly turned off for a while to upgrade. It's too coincidental. Is this really just an accident?"

Immediately following the screen came a timetable, which indeed stated that 9:45-10:45 on a certain day of the week was used for system upgrades.

Person in charge: "We act in accordance with the rules and regulations, and there is absolutely no coincidence."

[This is too coincidental! 】

[Nonsense. 】

[So the ghost just knew that the camera was off at this time?Haha, high IQ ghost. 】

[Haha, the high IQ ghost upstairs made me laugh to death! 】

Outside the video, Zhou Wu was staring at the top floor of the 88th floor with a hint of worry in his eyes.

Because above... on the swing, indeed, there is a ghost sitting.

He asked Bailiqi to come over and let him move the kite at the right time.

After all, this incident was caused by myself, which caused the traffic flow in the mall to drop, and I have to take the responsibility of clarifying it——Wait a minute, this incident seems to be caused by that ghost!

In fact, the process of the program is very simple. After checking all kinds of evidence and clues, the program team will go up to the swing set on the 88th floor, and squat to see if the swing will move by itself.

Zhou Wu's method of clarification is also very simple, that is, when they go up to the 88th floor and open the door, Bailiqi sitting on the swing will start to swing, then close the door and let the swing stop.

It can be explained that this is because the door on the top floor is not closed, and the convective draft makes the swing shake.

But to make a good program, this is far from enough.

Feints and bluffs, and making something out of nothing is important.

The atmosphere of the program is very important, and the rhythm and climax/tide point of the program also need to be grasped.

This kind of artistic processing will make the show more exciting, and the audience also likes this way.

So after they finished filming these clues and various interviews with passers-by, they slowly got on the elevator and went straight to the 88th floor.

The floors go up a little bit, and above the 12th floor, there are all offices and studios, and there are some sporadic lights.

[The soul of migrant workers! 】

[It's too miserable for a social animal! 】

[There must be one for me! 】

When they reached the 88th floor, the filter was changed instantly, the brightness was lowered, the light was also very dark, and even the bgm became gloomy.

This made the audience in front of the screen send countless: [High-energy eye protection! ! ! 】【High energy ahead! 】

On the empty top floor, the swing suddenly swayed. At first it was just a small arc, and then it slowly swayed higher and higher...!

The pitch-black roof, the empty balcony, the whistling wind.

The atmosphere was well rendered, the crew of the program team explored on the balcony for a while, Zhou Wu was even bolder, and walked to the swing with a pale face.

Until Zhou Wu suddenly turned his head to look at the camera, and the camera followed his line of sight and gave a close-up of the door in the stairwell.

【Hold! !Is this Live Meet the Ghost?! ! 】

[No, no, put the protection on the screen! 】

[Don't shout, there must be a trick! 】

【Mom, I'm home alone! 】

Soon, the swing slowly slowed down, and as soon as the camera turned, Zhou Wu closed the door to the top of the building again.

When the swing stopped, Zhou Wu opened the door again, and under the eyes of everyone, the swing began to swing slowly again.

At this time, an expert commentary was inserted to explain the swing incident in a scientific way, and a small experiment was performed to convince the audience of this conclusion.

The barrage was stunned for a while.

[I took off my pants and you let me watch this? 】

【I……】

【Hahahahaha! 】

[Approaching scientific routines! ! 】

【Actually, it's quite cool. How scared I was before, how happy I am now, and I can fall asleep at night. 】

[Hahahaha agree! 】

After the show was over, it was directly on the hot search, and several clips were repeatedly reposted by the audience.

However, the events behind the screen did not end. Zhou Wu stood on the roof, the cold wind made him ache, and Bailiqiu stood on the railing in the corner of the roof, making people feel tight all the time, fearing that he would suddenly fall off. Go down, the following is the height of the 88th floor.

No one can see him except Zhou Wu.

The black hair was blown wildly by the cold wind, and the cold white skin and the ink-black exudation made him look extraordinarily wild, and the hem of the clothes that were blown up seemed to be able to hear the rustling of the fabric. The cold wind merged.

Evil and evil.

The point is not here, but Zhou Wu saw a girl sitting on the swing. The girl had been sitting on the swing since they arrived on the balcony. She looked at Zhou Wu and cooperated with the program group.

Red clothes, long hair, bare feet.

She raised her smiling face to cooperate with Zhou Wu's command, and the corners of her mouth curled up, having a good time-

Back home in the middle of the night, Zhou Wu came out of the shower and wanted to ask the little girl in red what was going on. He walked to his computer desk, and the blue light on the screen hit Bailiqi's face, making his deep outline suddenly blurry. Bright and dark.

With long hair loose, no shoes, and bony ankles looked perfect.

He was wearing the sweater that Zhou Wu bought for him. From the neck down that was originally tightly wrapped, he could now see the collarbone.

The fans in front of the barrage became even more crazy.

[Let me lick my face, tell the anchor, how much can I show my face? 】

【Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh 】

[Cut it off and put it on XXXX Weibo. 】

【Ah ah ah ah ah! 】

Bailiqi didn't look at the barrage for a long time. He turned his head and saw Zhou Wu coming out of the bathroom. He turned his head and said to him, "Do you want to play?"

Zhou Wu quickly shook his head, avoiding and said: "You play, I won't play, I'm too good."

【who is it?The male god's roommate?Hahaha, on the dishes, who has the anchor dishes? 】

[Is it the original owner of the account?I remember a little brother with a very clear voice. 】

【How do you look? 】

[I didn't show my face, I don't know, but my voice is very waxy. 】

[Tsk tsk, handsome guys are surrounded by handsome guys. 】

But soon, not many people continued to pay attention to Zhou Wu whose voice was on camera.

Zhou Wuwo watched TV on the sofa until he was about to fall asleep before Zhou Wu climbed into bed. He listened to the sound of Bailiqi's keyboard and fell asleep peacefully.

In the middle of the night, Zhou Wu felt the side of the bed sink, and his palm slipped into the cold.

There was a cold breath coming from the side of his neck, and Zhou Wu subconsciously scratched his face, and was returned a half-dream and half-awake kiss that was about to suffocate in front of his eyes and turn white in his mind.

Then Zhou Wu's dream was full of fantastic, beautiful and bizarre pictures-

The social animal life was still going on. Early the next morning, when Zhou Wu entered the stage, he met Li Yan, whom he didn't like very much.

Li Yan greeted: "Zhou Wu, long time no see."

Zhou Wu nodded: "Hello."

The two got on the elevator together, Li Yan said: "You are managing two programs now, are you very busy?"

Zhou Wu: "Not bad."

Li Yan: "Actually, the Qi Tan program is quite tiring, are you busy?"

Zhou Wu was surprised, why did this person care about him so much?

Zhou Wu perfunctory: "It's okay, it's okay."

Li Yan said with a smile: "Actually, the Qi Tan show was just used as a springboard when it first entered the stage, and now you are already cooking food, it is thankless." Li Yan said.

"Oh, really?"

Li Yan choked on this "really?", thinking to himself, he thought this person pretended not to understand anything on purpose, but he really didn't understand.

It seems that he doesn't care about the entertainment industry at all. He originally wanted to get together, but he didn't expect to be a noob.

laugh.

After that, he chatted casually for a few words, and didn't bother to talk to Zhou Wu.

But at lunch, the two met again.

Li Yan still couldn't help it: "Did you know? My previous senior who hosted a food show had a cameo appearance in a movie some time ago."

Zhou Wu is not very concerned: "Oh."

Li Yan doesn't understand, does this guy really not know or is he really ascetic?

But he turned to think about it, that's fine, find a competitor by himself.

Thinking of this, he never talked to Zhou Wu again-

When Zhou Wu received a call from his younger brother, he was on his way home from get off work. He had just got off the subway.

Because he was working overtime, there were very few people in the subway, and only the announcer's voice could be heard in the brightly lit hall. The wind blowing in from the exit made him shrink back.

The phone vibrated, and he took out the phone and saw his brother's name.

Hearing Zhou Yu's voice again, Zhou Wu couldn't describe his feelings for a while.

In fact, every time Zhou Wu answers the phone recently, a kind of negative emotion will come up.

He thought about it, probably the ptsd mentioned on the Internet.

Hearing the other party's voice, Zhou Wu even sweated on his forehead.

Zhou Wu opened his mouth, and was about to explain about the money, but he opened his mouth first.

A strange yet familiar voice came from over there, slightly similar to Zhou Wu's voice: "Brother, I'm really sorry, I didn't mean it!"

Zhou Wu let go of the breath he took just now, and was startled: "What did you say?"

Zhou Yu's voice was full of guilt: "It's the Internet celebrity thing. I was surfing the Internet with my partner. I saw you on the hot search, so I pointed it out to her. Who knew that Zhou Weiguo was just behind me at that time, and was caught He listened."

Zhou Yu had a nasal voice: "I'm not going abroad as an exchange student. I'm looking for a partner. My sister is of mixed race. My family is abroad. I don't need to get married and buy a house." Zhou Yu said a lot, then suddenly quieted down. Yes, suddenly asked timidly: "Brother, how are you these days?"

Zhou Wu and Zhou Yu haven't lived together since they were eight years old. Zhou Yu followed Zhou Weiguo, and Zhou Wu followed Chen Xian.

Chen Xian quickly found Second Spring, and the other party brought a daughter. Because there were not enough rooms at home, Zhou Wu volunteered to live in the school dormitory.

At that time, the school in the town was very small and the dormitory was very simple, but Zhou Wu felt that it was more like his own small space than the new home that made him feel a little out of place.

Later, he often went to school with Chen Xian, ran around, and met Zhou Weiguo about once a year, and the meeting was only for a meal, and then he heard him scolding Chen Xian behind his back.

Because Zhou Wu and Chen Xian look very similar, Zhou Weiguo would always hear Zhou Weiguo call him a bad boy.

As a result, Zhou Yu got tanned and became very rough.

At the beginning, he met Zhou Yu very frequently. They were still in the same school. The two grew up together. They were very close and talked about everything. Later, he followed Chen Xian to another town, and they rarely saw each other.

Later, when I went to high school and university, I could only communicate with each other by phone and text message.

At the beginning, we will express our thoughts to each other, but as people grow older, it becomes difficult to express their feelings so easily.

After they went to college, their relationship faded away. They made phone calls on their birthdays and sent red envelopes during the holidays.

Furthermore, Zhou Yu went abroad as an exchange student this year, and the contact was completely severed.

Hearing his younger brother's familiar voice again, and his unchanging feelings, Zhou Wu's nose ached.

"Well, I'm fine..." Zhou Wu tried his best to sound as good as possible.

Zhou Yu breathed a sigh of relief: "When I went abroad some time ago, Zhou Weiguo didn't pay me for living expenses. I worked and studied every day, and my phone broke again. I haven't caught my breath for half a year."

After Zhou Wu listened to his brother's words, it seemed like a lifetime away.

In the first half of the year, he couldn't get through to Zhou Yu on the phone, and he didn't reply to his text messages. Only after asking Zhou Weiguo did he find out that Zhou Yu had gone abroad.

But even if you go abroad, no matter how busy you are, you should still contact us.

Therefore, he once thought that Zhou Yu didn't want his brother anymore.

Zhou Yu: "Three months ago, I borrowed someone else's mobile phone to call you, and I couldn't get through. I returned to China a while ago, and I called you again, but I still couldn't get through. I thought you changed your phone number, and Zhou Weiguo didn't know."

Only then did Zhou Wu realize that he had missed it.

"I went to the mountains to shoot some time ago. There was no signal on my mobile phone. I could only receive text messages occasionally. Three months ago..." Zhou Wu suddenly remembered: "I lost my mobile phone and changed it. It took a week to get the number back. return."

Zhou Yu let out a long sigh: "Hey... I thought you changed your phone number, and you didn't even send any text messages."

The two people let out a long breath at the same time on the phone, they actually missed it like this,

Zhou Yu: "Brother, I will look for you in a while and take your siblings there."

Zhou Wu's voice had a strong nasal tone: "Yes."

Zhou Yu suddenly thought of something: "Zhou Weiguo asks you for money, but don't give it to me. I don't buy a house here at all. He will definitely go to gamble again with the money!"

Hearing the word gambling, Zhou Wu had an uneasy premonition: "He...!"

"No, he's been betting all the time. He hasn't paid Mom's living expenses all these years. You also know that Mom won't ask him for it again in order not to be troublesome. He takes the money from the sale of the house. Entered again..."

Zhou Wu seemed to have returned to the two-story bluestone house that used to be. Chen Xian hugged him and his younger brother and hid in the room. There was a debt collector outside the door, knocking on the door.

Zhou Weiguo hid back to his hometown.

Zhou Yu was crying loudly, Zhou Wu also secretly wiped away tears, Chen Xian gritted her teeth that time and made up her mind to divorce Zhou Weiguo.

However, in the end, it was not possible to leave. Zhou Weiguo sold his hometown and paid back the money. All his relatives came to persuade him, and Chen Xian gritted his teeth and refused to agree.

Zhou Wu is obviously only six years old, but in his heart he longs for Chen Xian and Zhou Weiguo to be separated.

Because he knew how many tears Chen Xian secretly shed every late night.

Originally thought that Chen Xian really wanted a divorce, but Chen Xian, who was determined to divorce at first, was shaken when she heard a relative say, "Your two children are still so young, what should we do if we get divorced?"

Zhou Wu, who was still young, didn't have the guts to rush over to hug Chen Xian in front of a group of relatives, and told her, "I'm fine!"

So Chen Xian didn't get divorced, and held back for another two years.

Two years later, Chen Xian still got divorced. She probably couldn't take it anymore, and no one could persuade her this time.

She hugged Zhou Wu and Zhou Yu, saying sorry over and over again.

Zhou Yu cried, Zhou Wu cried, but was very happy.

But things didn't go so smoothly, at first Zhou Weiguo refused to divorce, and then Chen Xian found an authoritative "big brother" from somewhere and helped her.

Zhou Weiguo, who is bullying and afraid of being tough, can yell at the policemen who come to mediate, but he dare not say a word to a few strong men with iron fists.

In the end, the court sentenced one person to one, Zhou Wu followed Chen Xian, Zhou Yu could only follow Zhou Weiguo.

Chen Xian covered half of her bruised face, carrying a small bag and a big bag, and got on the bus leaving town.

"Brother, did you listen to me?" Zhou Yu's voice interrupted Zhou Wu's memory.

Zhou Wu: "Ah, listen."

"Anyway, ignore him. I'm looking for you during the Chinese New Year. Don't come back. There are not many relatives who want to get together with him. Anyway, let's meet." Zhou Yu said.

"I have a gift for you, and I will also introduce you to my younger siblings."

Zhou Wu agreed, since Zhou Weiguo called that day, he has always had a tight rope in his heart.

Now, the tight rope in my heart has not been cut, but slowly relaxed.

Before hanging up the phone, before Zhou Wu pressed the call, Zhou Yu suddenly said: "Brother, I miss you."

With this sentence, Zhou Wu almost burst into tears, and it took him a long time to say, "I miss you too."

After hanging up the phone, he slumped on the bench next to the subway, panting while sitting, and then gradually regained his composure before walking home.

His pace is getting faster and faster. Recently, after get off work, he can't wait to go home.

I want to watch Baili Qida games, I want to watch him cook, I want to watch TV with him.

After receiving the news of his younger brother, Zhou Wu couldn't wait to have warm company.

The little bird in my heart is chirping on my heart——go home quickly, go home quickly!

Zhou Wu's footsteps became very cheerful.

Walking up to the sixth floor, this time Zhou Wu didn't see the door that had already been opened. He opened the door with his key and walked into the living room.

There is no smell of food in the room, it is very deserted.

Zhou Wu saw Baili Qi was wearing a sweater and indoor trousers, watching TV with his legs crossed, watching TV so intently that he didn't even notice him coming in.

In this short period of time, Zhou Wu was ignored for the first time in these days, and he felt sour for no reason.

Bailiqi why didn't he open the door for me?

Do you think I'm bad?

Still too much trouble?

When Zhou Wu walked slowly to the sofa, Bailiqi realized that Zhou Wu had returned.

But his eyes quickly returned to the TV, watching it very seriously.

Zhou Wu probed, a little curious, what made him so focused.

This is a popular science program, and a picture appeared on the screen.

"In the ancient tomb excavated some time ago, there is such a painting."

"Some scholars believe that this is a picture of an expedition. The general leads the troops to the expedition, and the ministers come out to see them off. The grades of the officials can be seen on the picture. They are all above the third rank, which proves the identity of the general. Not bad."

"However, throughout my history, I have not found such a qualified general. It is a bit strange. It stands to reason that any official should be painted, and the court painter must not make a fake or fabricate it. However, there is no trace of the source of this painting. Find it, it's puzzling."

"The identity of the owner of the tomb is still a mystery. He has no son, no wife, and no slaves buried with him..."

Bailiqi stared at the screen, and Zhou Wu saw the painting he saw when he went to the museum.

"This... is this painting you?" Zhou Wu sat next to him little by little.

Bailiqi didn't answer, his eyes flickered, Zhou Wu turned his head to look at him, his tall nose was covered with a layer of fluorescent lines under the light of the TV screen.

It makes people have a hazy feeling of being inexplicable and unclear.

It's like looking at flowers in the fog, and it's like the morning fog that is about to disappear in the forest.

Zhou Wu's intuition has always been accurate.

When he felt something was wrong, something usually happened.

The TV continued to explain: "But there are speculations about the tomb owner's childlessness and wifelessness."

"Have you seen the man in white on the screen? According to the composition, he and the general are the two protagonists. Everyone knows that in ancient times, broken sleeves were not uncommon. In some dynasties, masculinity was still prevalent. If The general in this painting is the owner of the tomb, and this man in white is probably..."

is his lover.

Zhou Wu added this in his heart.

He suddenly felt that the air conditioner in the room was broken and it was a little cold.

He tucked his feet back, away from the source of the cold, and hid himself under the blanket.

And the screaming bird in his heart was held by him at once, and Zhou Wu said in his heart: Don't scream, stop quickly.

A little sleepy, Zhou Wu curled up on the sofa with his head tilted, listening to the popular science on TV, and closed his eyes.

Staring in a daze, Zhou Wu was carried onto the bed.

Because of the sudden flight, Zhou Wu suddenly woke up. The hazy drowsiness combined with the impulse in his heart, he turned over, with a very small arc of movement, his arms slowly and carefully encircled the cold body.

His heart was beating fast, and it was the first time he had done this kind of thing.

Baili abandoned his body for a while, turned his head sideways, looked at Zhou Wu, and the blood flashed in his eyes.

Zhou Wu has always been reluctant to get close to himself.

Although he likes that Zhou Wu's senses are always touched for him, whether it's because of fear or other things.

But occasionally, he also felt it was a pity.

At this moment, he seemed to be on fire.

Bailiqi grabbed Zhou Wu's head, stroked his hair little by little, and spread his limbs. Seeing Zhou Wu buried his head, he didn't want to show him.

He thought for a few seconds and asked, "What's wrong?"

Zhou Wu's voice was muffled as he buried himself in the quilt, because his ears were red because he had never done such a thing before.

He said, "No, nothing...it seems like a nightmare."