Before and After Divorce

While Xia Tingwan was anxiously waiting for Su Yan's reply, Ji Zhan called and his voice sounded weak.

After Xia Tingwan asked, he found out that he had stayed up for several days and nights arranging and refining the stage design for the concert. He was so hard that he had to go to the hospital yesterday for a bottle, so he didn't have time to call him back immediately.

"What's the matter, is there something wrong?"

Ji Zhan sniffed tiredly on the phone.

"It's about the tidbits of "On the Road." Xia Tingwan couldn't help hesitating as soon as he opened his mouth, but finally gritted his teeth and continued: "Ji Zhan, actually I have something I want to ask you for help."

"You said."

"The stuff they posted in the last episode was actually edited indiscriminately to distort the facts. My team has basically prepared the materials and the foreshadowing. In the past two days, I plan to use senior movie fans The private account posted the comparison between the episode where I mentioned Su Yan crying and the episode of "Whale Language", and then further channeled public opinion."

"Are you planning to have a confrontation with the program group?" Ji Zhan asked directly: "Do you need me to help you stand on the platform?"

"Well," Xia Tingwan said, "I..."

He paused, then hesitated and continued: "Ji Zhan, I'm really sorry to mention this to you, if it's inconvenient for you..."

Xia Tingwan didn't know how to continue, in fact, he was still very bad at such communication.

In the past few years, he didn't really need to rely on his contacts in the circle to settle things. His self-willedness and rebellion also carried a kind of agility beyond the ordinary. He didn't exchange friendship for these things, and the relationship was all based on interest.

However, although the relationship with Ji Zhan was pure in nature, he felt at a loss when it came to reality.

He knew that this request was too embarrassing for Ji Zhan, so it was difficult for him to even open his mouth.

"Ah."

Ji Zhan responded, but then fell silent for a long time. When Xia Tingwan felt a little embarrassed for a long time, his deep voice sounded again: "Tingwan, what I said to you - you can talk about everything directly. ?”

"Yes." Xia Tingwan's throat was a little dry, maybe it was Ji Zhan's words that made him nervous.

"It's really not beneficial to me to go against the show I filmed publicly, and my team may not agree to it. And my concert will be held on Christmas night the day after tomorrow. At this juncture, if the wind is not good, It might interfere with the concert. I don’t know how sure you are that you can reverse the public opinion, but on this kind of matter, even if some passers-by may feel bad, it will actually have a great impact on me.”

"Ting Wan, my friendship with you is a private matter. In business, I still want to be as responsible as possible for my music and my work team. Can you understand my thoughts?"

"I can understand." Xia Tingwan nodded seriously: "Really."

In the friendship between two adults who are in the same circle, no one can avoid weighing the interests.

Just like he asked Ji Zhan for help for his own benefit, Ji Zhan will also consider and make decisions for his own benefit, it is impossible for him to ask Ji Zhan to challenge and sacrifice his music career for a friend who has just met for a few months .

Although Xia Tingwan was a little bit disappointed, she also felt relieved at the same time, and there was no unspeakable depression clogging her chest.

"Thank you, Tingwan."

Ji Zhan paused for a long time, and there was a rare tangle in his voice when he spoke again: "Actually, I know you will understand me, and I am not too worried that you will blame me for it. However, I still hesitate and don't know what to do. I That's rarely the case with my personality. Maybe it's because I do know the truth—you're being vilified, and I don't want to turn a blind eye, and..."

Ji Zhan also paused at this point, he sighed lowly on the phone, and said softly: "You are my friend, the friend I want to be with for a lifetime in my heart, I care about you very much, Xia Tingwan."

Xia Tingwan was holding the phone, and for some reason, when he heard what Ji Zhan said, his eye circles suddenly felt a little sour.

"But I also care about the concert. I have been preparing for it for more than two years, and I am afraid that something will go wrong. This is my first solo concert, and the significance is too great. I, oh..."

Ji Zhan sighed lowly, and said calmly: "Give me some time to think about it, and don't count my part in the plan. I will make a decision on how you operate and operate."

He paused, and said in a low voice, "Ting Wan, will you come to my concert?"

"The day after your concert is the day when I have to audition. The time is really tight, so I won't go this time, and I will definitely support it next time, really."

Xia Tingwan said softly: "Ji Zhan, you don't need to be too entangled. I can understand your decision. We are friends, and I care about you, so don't make things difficult."

After all, Ji Zhan is still that Ji Zhan. Compared with most people in this circle, he is never hypocritical.

He never deliberately erases his concern for interests and career.

What did he care about, what did he struggle with, he broke it open and said everything clearly, and he didn't hide anything.

His struggles and contradictions are all sincere, that is the most authentic appearance of a person.

The moment he hung up the phone, Xia Tingwan felt an inexplicable sense of relief in his heart.

He suddenly remembered the friendship with Xing Le many years ago.

When I was young, I always thought of feelings too purely and too extreme, so as long as things were mixed, I would feel embarrassing about the past and hate each other.

But until now, he stumbled from this series of events and gradually realized the contradictions and difficulties of being an adult.

Every decision in this world is more or less not that simple.

Everyone has to give up something to get something.

It wasn't until he was willing to face the complexity of human nature from the bottom of his heart that he began to feel relieved about many things.

Xia Tingwan told Zhou Yang about Ji Zhan's decision, and Zhou Yang also expressed his understanding, and the plan continued as usual.

In fact, Xia Tingwan's attitude towards the counterattack of reality show public opinion has been very peaceful, perhaps because there are indeed too many undecided and more dangerous and important things in his life at this juncture.

But he really didn't expect that before he could wait for Su Yan's reply, a sudden change would come without warning.

……

Two days later, in the middle of the night, Aunt Rong suddenly ran up to the third floor and woke him up from the bed.

Aunt Rong looked a little anxious, pulled him up, put a coat on him, and said while pushing him away: "Mr. Wen came before, and he said he has something urgent for you, so go down quickly. I see, I see if we have to call the doctor for help."

"Call the doctor?"

In fact, Xia Tingwan hadn't fallen asleep yet, but he was in a dazed state just after taking the medicine. After subconsciously repeating a sentence, he didn't realize that there was anything wrong, so he walked on.

When he arrived at the hall, he saw Wen Zichen curled up in a small ball and huddled in a corner of the sofa. He raised his head suddenly when he heard footsteps.

Xia Tingwan's drowsiness faded a little, and Wen Zichen's face was extremely pale, and he was in a state of distress. He was wearing a coat, but he was wearing messy pajamas underneath.

He seemed to have been frightened by something, and his whole body was trembling. Xia Tingwan just took two steps, when he smelled a faint smell of blood.But for a while, I couldn't see what was going on.

"Wen Zichen? You came over suddenly in the middle of the night." Xia Tingwan was a little confused: "What's the matter?"

"Xia Tingwan...you save me, save me, please..."

Wen Zichen firmly grasped Xia Tingwan's wrist, his voice was filled with desperate cries.

The fingers are even colder, making people feel a strong discomfort when they touch them.

Xia Tingwan frowned, and subconsciously wanted to lower his head to push Wen Zichen's hand away, but at this moment, he suddenly noticed the frightening purple-blue bruises on Wen Zichen's wrist.

——It was obviously a mark left after being tightly bound for a long time.

Xia Tingwan took Wen Zichen's hand and pulled it up to take a closer look, but the man suddenly trembled and let out an extremely tragic cry.

Under the light, Wen Zichen's right thumb and forefinger were actually bleeding. Xia Tingwan took a closer look, only to shudder to find——Wen Zichen's nails had been peeled off in whole, exposing the The tender meat was bloody and uneven inside.

Xia Tingwan suddenly woke up as if he had been splashed with a basin of ice water, and subconsciously cursed: "Fuck."

"Call the doctor quickly." He didn't bother to ask anything, and suddenly turned his head and called out to Aunt Rong.

Xia Tingwan leaned down and tore off Wen Zichen's coat while talking.

The body covered under the thin pajamas is densely covered with traces of wanton abuse, there are ferocious and bloody whip wounds, and there are burn marks left by some utensils. The two breast beads should have been pierced by needles. There were also blood dripping out.

Xia Tingwan forced himself to calm down, and gently touched Wen Zichen's forehead with his hand.

Although it was a winter night, the temperature was still scalding hot. It was obvious that the wound on his body was inflamed, so he had a high fever.

"The doctor will be here soon."

Aunt Rong walked over quickly, holding a cup of warm water in her hand, but when she wanted to hand it over, Wen Zichen was startled, and she yelled hoarsely, "Don't...!"

Wen Zichen's eyes were full of fear.

His whole body is unprecedentedly fragile, it seems that only by tightly holding on to Xia Tingwan can he feel such a sense of security, even the approach of Aunt Rong will make him tremble all over.

Xia Tingwan squatted down and looked at Wen Zichen: "Okay, you're in Xiangshan now...you're fine."

As he spoke, he held the water glass and slowly handed it to Wen Zichen's mouth.

Wen Zichen drank only a few drops tremblingly, his eyes kept looking at Xia Tingwan.

Xia Tingwan patiently waited for Wen Zichen to drink the water for a while before asking in a low voice, "Did Ye Bingwen do it?"

When Wen Zichen heard that name, his shoulders couldn't help shaking violently again.

"why?"

Xia Tingwan frowned and asked.

The injuries on Wen Zichen's body can no longer be described by SM. When Ye Bingwen attacked, he probably didn't think about his life or death——

That kind of shocking tyranny and cruelty is almost impossible to say that it is purposeless.

Wen Zichen raised his head in despair, biting his teeth on his pale lips, leaving two dry marks.

It seems that Xia Tingwan's question awakened his sanity a bit, his eyes suddenly revealed a look of worry and anxiety, he trembled and wanted to stand up, but immediately fell back on the sofa, he grabbed Xia Tingwan's hand Hand: "Xia Tingwan, you have to tell Su Yan to be careful, you must tell him. Ye Bingwen, he wants to mess with Su Yan behind his back, he, he forced me... I... I'm sorry."

"I told him about Yin Ning. Xia Tingwan, Su Yan told me that he spent money to suppress your hurtful things, so I absolutely can't tell them. We signed a non-disclosure agreement, but I... I said it in the end."

"It hurts too much. He took pliers and pulled out my nails, thumb, and index finger. It really hurts...I really can't bear it."

Wen Zichen said this incoherently, and big drops of tears slowly flowed from his eyes, and his whole body seemed to convulse violently because of the memory of the pain.

His throat hissed, and finally he just kept muttering nervously: "I'm really sorry."

It seemed that the "sorry" three had been implanted in his brain, the last thing in his mind after being brutally tortured.

Xia Tingwan felt pain in his heart when he saw it.

He couldn't say anything for a while, but subconsciously stroked Wen Zichen's back with his hands, and comforted him in a low voice: "I know, I know, it's okay, it's not your fault, it's all over, it's okay."

At this moment, he didn't remember the entanglements with Wen Zichen before, and he couldn't be harsh at all, but he just felt very uncomfortable in his heart.

No one deserves to be treated like this, no one.

"No, it's not over yet."

Wen Zichen raised his head abruptly, as if remembering something, his eyes were red with anxiety, he held Xia Tingwan's hand tightly, and the bald carapace oozed out again because of the force. Bloodshot.

"You have to help Su Yan. The matter of Yin Ning... Su Yan suppressed the car accident and injured people for you. If Ye Bingwen finds the evidence and is forced to go crazy and stab it out, Su Yan's reputation will be completely ruined. You do you know?"

Xia Tingwan's expression suddenly became solemn, and his heart couldn't help beating in his chest.

Even if he doesn't know anything about Su Yan's circle, he can still understand the seriousness of this matter.

The moral flaws of the spokesperson of the listed company in the public domain are not only a blow to Su Yan's personal reputation, but also a blow to the credibility of Hengtai Group.

Once the matter is not well controlled and the situation affects the stock price, it will affect the market value of the entire Hengtai Group, and it will only happen overnight if it shrinks by several billion.

If such a big problem occurs, Su Yan's position in Hengtai Group will definitely be affected incalculably.

He thought of Su Yan's situation in Hengtai Group mentioned by Ye Bingwen, and thought of Su Yan stroking his face and asking him softly, "Is it okay to step down?"

His mind is full of Su Yan, his Su Yan.

Su Yan shouldn't have to bear all of this.

From the very beginning of the car accident, he was at fault, and he was responsible.

……

At this time, Aunt Rong hurried over with the doctor.

Xia Tingwan stood up slowly and straightened his back. He still had a lot of questions to ask Wen Zichen, such as Su Yan's illness, and how Ye Bingwen knew about Yin Ning.

But in this case, he also understood that the most important thing tonight is to heal the injury, so he only said to Wen Zichen in a low voice: "Let the doctor take a look at it for you first, and let me take care of other things."

"Wait," Wen Zichen struggled to take out his phone from his coat pocket, unlocked it and handed it to Xia Tingwan, and said in a low voice, "I, I secretly uploaded two videos from Ye Bingwen's phone, and I can only force it Recognize one of them, the star who participated in the reality show with you. I, actually, I don't know if this video is useful... I just, I just really hate Ye Bingwen so much, I don't know what to do good……"

He was obviously weak to the extreme, and his voice was exhausted after the end of his speech. Only when he said the three words Ye Bingwen, did a trace of deep-seated hatred that followed fear like a shadow flash across his eyes.

Xia Tingwan's heart trembled even more. The male star who participated in the reality show with him...is Xing Le.

He immediately realized that it must be Xing Le.

He patted Wen Zichen's palm silently, held the phone with stiff fingers, and walked out slowly.

……

Xia Tingwan put the long black trench coat loosely on his shoulders, and stood quietly under the porch.

Xiangshan is completely silent, and there is not a single star in the night sky.

Only a few sporadic, lead-gray snowflakes drifted silently before my eyes, and finally landed on the white ground.

The dark clouds pressed down heavily, carrying the coldness that had been accumulated for a whole year.

Tomorrow will probably be another snowy day.

The day after tomorrow is the day when he and Xu Zhe made an appointment to audition for the ending of "Looking", but he didn't have much time to prepare. Sometimes when he suddenly thought of this, he felt his heart drop from high school and was shocked. .

Xia Tingwan held a cigarette in his right hand, and the sporadic light of the fire did not bring any comfort in this night, he could only feel the bitter taste of tobacco between his mouth and nose.

He held Wen Zichen's mobile phone in his left hand, and only unconsciously stroked the lit screen with his fingertips.

There are two videos stored in Wen Zichen's mobile phone, obviously they were recorded with the mobile phone, and the screen shakes from time to time.

Before watching the video, Ye Bingwen turned on several calls, but of course Xia Tingwan simply pressed them down.

In one section, the face is not very clear, and Xia Tingwan can't recognize who it is, but the person in the other section is indeed Xing Le.

The video is very short, only about seven or eight minutes.

But it took Xia Tingwan more than an hour just to read it.

It only takes more than ten seconds to play each time, and before Xia Tingwan's brain can react, his hands can't bear to click pause first.

The picture inside really made him feel nauseous.

Xing Le, who was beaten so hard by the whip, lay on the ground crying and begging for mercy, and knelt between Ye Bingwen's legs with his head pressed down, his face turned blue from mouth to mouth.

At the end of the video, Xing Le's hands were tied to the bedposts, his eyes were full of fear, he kept shaking his head, his body also twisted and shrank back, but Ye Bingwen cruelly put on the blindfold and the shackle.

Even Xia Tingwan, who was watching, could feel the fear in Xing Le's heart at that moment.

He had never suffered like that, he had never known that sex could be such an atrocity.

He was obviously not a victim, but he felt an obscure internal injury.

"Lele..."

Xia Tingwan made a vague sound from his throat, and with sore eyes, he touched Xing Le's face on the screen with his fingers, as if he was distantly and powerlessly comforting the crying boy through the screen.

He lowered his head, took a deep breath of the cigarette before raising his head again, and sat down on the bench by the corridor.

The sky had already turned pale, and an indescribable sadness surged from his back, and soon engulfed his whole body.

At that moment, he suddenly resisted the coming of dawn with great sincerity.

At dawn, it was still a day for him to face the world alone.

He doesn't look forward to tomorrow.He just feels tired.