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"He." Yan Wangxiao thought of Ren Zeyu, with a strange expression on his face, "I'm afraid he blamed you for the death of your fan back then."

"You're right." Liang Songying sighed.

"Regret?" Yan Wangxiao asked cryptically.

"No, I chose to do that. It has nothing to do with him from the very beginning. It is my temperament. From now on, it has nothing to do with him." Liang Songying also answered vaguely.

They vaguely noticed that the other party seemed to know something, but they knew each other.

Yan Wangxiao hummed "Dandelion" that Liang Songying wrote to him before, and said while humming: "Don't be unhappy, I'll sing a song for you."

Liang Songying spread her hands, shrugged helplessly and smiled.

Yan Wangxiao watched him sing, and felt that even if Liang Songying couldn't lift his spirits, it still looked good.What the demeanor shows is always true, never fake, never exaggerated.Liang Songying has a good heart, he knew about it a long time ago.

He remembered the first time he went to watch the scene after Ye Fei's death. Liang Songying stood on the stage with a very contradictory temperament.His face is a little tanned, and his eyes are very bright. They are the kind of eyes that love the stage and like to sing and perform, but his typhoon is a bit restrained. It's not that he is shy and can't let go. He is bold enough to innovate, but he feels strangely restrained.At the end of that performance, the audience rushed to the stage to surround him to sign, and he signed silently with a pen, smiled politely, and kept saying "Thank you" and "Thankyou", only these two sentences.On the contrary, when parting, he waved his hands enthusiastically and smiled even brighter. While retreating from the crowd, he said loudly: "Bye bye bye..."

Such a low-key person has such a high popularity, he couldn't understand it at the time.

The closer he got to Liang Songying, the more he realized that it was due to his personal charm.

Liang Songying seldom discusses people's rights and wrongs. If he says that the current people are fake and others are fake, usually no one will refute him.

But almost no one in the circle would say that he was fake, and those outside the circle would say that he was cold and arrogant, indifferent, arrogant, and hard to get close to.Friends would say that he is very childish and a very playful person. Others are exhausted to catch up with the announcement. This kid travels around the world, hangs out in various studios, and has been a guest at other people's concerts more times than he has held concerts by himself.

The media never said he was hardworking, only praised his talent.Sometimes they would point out his lack of breathing and blame him for not practicing Qi diligently.

Yan Wangxiao felt that Liang Songying's attitude was very good, her singing attitude was serious and demanding, but she was just a little lazy and didn't care about fame and fortune, so it didn't hurt anything.

After Yan Wangxiao finished singing, he asked him, "Are you happy?"

Liang Songying covered her face, "This is a song I wrote. After listening to it, I want to shut myself up."

Yan Wangxiao was puzzled, "It shouldn't be, why?"

Liang Songying fell back on the sofa and said, "I'm sad that my mother is gone. I wrote a song that will probably never be released. No one will want to hear me sing. I don't even have the courage to give it to others to write lyrics." No."

Yan Wangxiao was silent for a moment, "That's not a problem. Give it to me, and I'll write the lyrics."

Half an hour later, Liang Songying was reading a magazine at the side, while looking at the desk behind Yan Wangxiao sitting there holding on to a pen, bowing his head and thinking hard, writing a few words from time to time, writing and scribbling.Liang Songying started to play around, she didn't know where to find a pair of presbyopic glasses, and put them on the bridge of Yan Wangxiao's nose.Wearing presbyopic glasses, Yan Wangxiao looked up and saw him covering his stomach with a smile, "Hahahahahaha...", very speechless.

Liang Songying's emotions come and go quickly.

This kind of person is easily excited.

Sure enough, at 11:30 in the evening, Yan Wangxiao felt in the dark that he had turned over too many times. When he wanted to turn over again, Yan Wangxiao simply hugged him and pressed him in his arms, "If I move again, I will do something bad." He became honest all of a sudden and remained motionless.

Liang Songying was afraid that it would affect his sleep, so she didn't move, so that she could sleep through the night.But such a hug could not be tolerated, Yan Wangxiao smelled Liang Songying's breath, slightly warm on his cheeks, he was a little unbearable, his lower body gradually raised his head, and pressed against Liang Songying.

He heard Liang Songying laugh.

He was suddenly a little curious, "Pine Shadow...I want to ask you a question..."

"Just ask."

"I don't mean anything else, just...you were straight before, and now you want to be the one below, come...would you feel...embarrassed...or something like that."

Liang Songying remained silent.

Yan Wangxiao quickly said: "I really don't mean anything else. I just asked casually. Curiosity killed the cat. Please forgive me. I won't dare again."

Liang Songying moaned and chirped vaguely.

Yan Wangxiao hugged him, not daring to move, and said things like the weather would be warmer tomorrow.

Liang Songying listened to his nonsense, and her thoughts moved elsewhere.He was very obedient since he was a child, studied well, spoke sweetly, and was lovable. He thought he was living a happy life, but one day when he was alone, he realized that when he was alone, he didn't smile. He wasn't sad, but he wasn't happy either.He thinks a lot and lives almost cautiously.

Will be with Yan Wangxiao, apart from having a good impression, the rest is caused by a rebellious heart.He is not willing to obey his father all his life. From choosing a person to study music in the United States and struggling to be self-reliant, he has embarked on a retrograde road, even if the road is full of thorns.

Ye House in Y City.

It was cold and windy outside, Ye Yang straightened his legs wrapped in plaster, lying on the bed, listening to Chu Mingyan report the latest news of Ye Xin and Yan Wangxiao.The wall was originally covered with posters of Liang Songying, but they were torn off and left empty for a long time, and now Chu Mingyan was ordered to collect them all and hang them back on the wall one by one.All kinds of posters, from Liang Songying's youthful face when she first debuted, to her elegant demeanor later on.There is a CD player and some audio equipment in one corner of the room, and dozens of records are neatly stacked on the shelf next to it, all of which have been bumped, peeled, discolored or even missing a corner, and have been picked up by the owner like garbage and carefully maintained.

"The decline of the Yan family is not in sight. The Second Young Master Yan lost his backing and was deliberately suppressed by his superiors. Several film contract roles have been robbed. Not only that, Qixing Entertainment under the Yan family is about to be acquired and changed owners. He will never be in the entertainment circle in the future." No place to stand."

"The Yan family is almost unable to hold on." Ye Yang thought thoughtfully, "Is there any other action for Dad?"

"Not yet."

"Based on what you have known about Dad for many years, to what extent will you be satisfied?"

"It's hard to say, he only needs a few words to hint at those who please him, and he doesn't need to make a move at all. It's enough for Yan Ershao to be unlucky. The key depends on what his subordinates do. No matter how much you try to persuade him, it will be useless. The people below will always There will be movement, which is also difficult for him to control."

Ye Yang beckoned him to come over, and when he approached, he pressed his palms down on the ground, Chu Mingyan hesitated for a moment, squatted down in front of him, and looked at him level, "What?"

Ye Yang jokingly said, "Are you loyal to me or to him?"

Chu Mingyan said: "You." Fearing that he would not be enough to win his trust, he stretched out three fingers and swore, "Chu Mingyan will be loyal to the young master all his life, and he will have no second thoughts, otherwise there will be a thunderbolt and he will die a bad death."

Ye Yang waited for him to finish his poisonous oath, covered his mouth and yawned, "It has nothing to do with me whether you die or not, all right, stand up, and talk about how to save the second young master from disaster."

Chu Mingyan showed embarrassment, "At present, the enemy is not moving, and our side is not moving. We need to wait and see for a while."

Ye Yang frowned.

Chu Mingyan stood for a while, and asked hesitantly, "Second Young Master Yan broke the young master's leg, and you will do everything possible to think about him when you become ill in the future? You don't hate him?"

Like touching the scales, Ye Yang picked up the alarm clock on the table and threw it at it, "Whatever you do, talkative! He wants to break my leg, I'll hit him, I'm happy, you can control it! You can control it! Got it! Did I beg you to give me justice?! Get out!"

Seeing him lose his temper, Chu Mingyan hurried out of the room.As soon as the door was closed, another object slammed on the back of the door and landed.

He sighed.

The only ones in this world who can understand Ye Yang are him and Zhou Bei.In fact, Ye Yang wasn't that bad. A year ago, he cut off the videotape from Zhou Xing's hands without making any noise.This time when I returned to China, I just gave Zhou Xing a little lesson to vent my sulking. I didn't expect Zhou Xing to keep the copy and pull out the video tape.Ye Yang thought that he couldn't hide it anyway, so he simply took some benefits from it to fulfill his long-cherished wish.Liang Songying would rather die than surrender, Ye Yang had nothing to do with him, so he had to go to Yan Wangxiao to try, but he wanted to jump off the building, which made Ye Yang disheartened... If he didn't pay attention, the scandal of Liang Songying would cover the sky and cover the sky.

Even jumping into the Yellow River can't wash it off.

The foreigner arranged for Ye Xin to have dinner with some people who could talk to him. Liang Songying asked Yan Wangxiao to go with him, but Yan Wangxiao refused.He said: "I don't want to beg for mercy." Liang Songying suddenly had no words to refute.

He followed his grandfather into the hotel box, and saw a few familiar faces on TV.One of the city's mayors, Ye Xin, he recognized, was a kind-hearted middle-aged man. When he smiled at him, the other party smiled back.

Except for Liang Songying, everyone here seemed to be quite familiar with each other, and my grandfather was talking and laughing with Ye Xin.

It was difficult for Liang Songying to intervene in their topics, and only said a few humble words when asked.Ye Xin turned a plate of duck in front of him and said, "Young man, why don't you only eat vegetables, let's grab some meat." Liang Songying didn't like the fishy smell of duck meat, so she held back a piece of duck and said, "" Uncle, you should eat more too."

Halfway through, he got up to apologize and went to the bathroom.

He closed the door of the box, and as he walked, he thought about the strange look in Ye Xin's eyes when he told him to eat duck just now, and felt a little uneasy.Inadvertently, she bumped into a person and exclaimed "Ouch", Liang Songying saw a strange man sitting on the ground in front of him, hugging his feet, with a painful expression on his face.

Liang Songying hurried up to help him up, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, sir, are you okay, where did you hurt?"

The man grabbed his arm, bared his teeth and stood up slowly, "It hurts, it hurts."

Liang Songying was very annoyed, the man saw his face clearly, and said in surprise, "You are not that...that star, who is..." There was a loud noise at the other end of the corridor, and the man looked over, "Oh, that's not the big star Yan Wangxiao ?"

An hour ago, Yan Wangxiao received a text message from Ren Zeyu at home.Ren Zeyu admitted in the text message that Liang Songying's accident a year ago was his idea from the sidelines.Liang Songying killed Luo Chengan back then, so he wanted to teach Liang Songying a lesson.

Thinking back to those painful days like being in hell, Yan Wangxiao wished he could strangle Ren Zeyu to death immediately at that moment.

All the violent factors in his heart were mobilized and active, and it took a lot of effort to calm down and support him to drive to the hotel.On the 10-[-] minute journey to the hotel, the car was quiet, with the sound of the wind whistling outside, which was particularly bleak, as if it foreshadowed some fate.

His mind was full of turmoil, and he had no other thoughts except to beat Ren Zeyu to death.

Whether he would even beat him to death, he couldn't promise himself.

He was clearly aware that he was out of control, but he didn't want to stop it.

After entering the box, the moment he saw Ren Zeyu who was sitting safely, the fuse was instantly ignited.Yan Wangxiao didn't understand why such a good person like Liang Songying had to be treated so cruelly, while this villain in front of him was as leisurely as watching a play.Yan Wangxiao's expression was already very scary, but now he burst into pieces.

Slamming the door, he rushed over, raised his fist and waved at Ren Zeyu, venting his anger.

Ren Zeyu was extremely calm, dodged his fist, and kept provoking words in his mouth.As a well-known doctor of psychology in the international academic circle, he is well versed in a person's psychology, especially when he is facing a patient he has studied deeply for many years, he can easily control Yan Wangxiao's emotions with words.

Yan Wangxiao almost went crazy.

The two chased and hid in the box for a while, and they inevitably got punched a few times accidentally.The waiter knocked on the door to inquire, Ren Zeyu took the opportunity to escape, and Yan Wangxiao chased after him.

Liang Songying turned her head to look, and saw a man who looked like Yan Wangxiao from a distance, and was arguing with a man, making hands and feet.He took two steps over there, then turned around, "Is that right..." He couldn't finish his sentence, he looked around, but he didn't see the person who was still screaming just now.

He looked towards Yan Wangxiao, but no one was there.

He was afraid that Yan Wangxiao would have an accident with someone, so he hurried to find him.

Passing a box, the door was ajar and there was a gap left, and a familiar voice came out.He took a few steps back, knocked on the door twice quickly, and pushed it open, but saw a scene that shocked him so much that he froze on the spot.There were two people fighting fiercely in the box, one of them was Yan Wangxiao, and the other was actually Ren Zeyu who had just met yesterday, and, for some reason, they were fighting for a fruit knife, holding it with both hands.At this time, the knife was aimed at Ren Zeyu's chest.

Ren Zeyu seemed to have spotted him, glanced at him, and muttered inaudibly.

Liang Songying ran over, but it was already too late. "Wang Xiao!" "噗嗤" sounded almost simultaneously.

The world suddenly became quiet.

Blood splashed out and flowed along the blade to Yan Wangxiao's fingertips, staining it red.Liang Songying felt that she was having a nightmare, so she shivered and approached her side. When Yan Wangxiao heard the sound of footsteps, she turned her head, and subconsciously pointed the bloody knife point at Liang Songying, her eyes flushed with anger.Liang Songying frowned and knocked off the knife in his hand, kicked it to the corner, and shouted loudly: "What are you doing?! Are you crazy?"

Yan Wangxiao's expression relaxed, and he called "Song Ying," clenched his fists, bit his lips tightly, and looked down at the blood red on the ground.

There was a sudden commotion outside the door, Liang Songying cast a terrified glance at the door, then leaned over to look at the man on the ground who was clutching his chest and groaning continuously, and said tremblingly: "There is still someone to save, we must rush to the hospital .” He pulled out a handkerchief to hold the wound to stop the bleeding, “Ren Zeyu, hold on.”

The corner of Ren Zeyu's mouth overflowed with blood, there seemed to be a strange smile on his face, and his eyes seemed hollow and bewildered.

Liang Song's image met the snake's cold eyes, and he felt extremely uncomfortable.

Warm blood spread from the handkerchief to the fingertips, wet and hot.

He turned around and said, "No, don't stand still, call 120 for an ambulance and ask someone to help!"

Yan Wangxiao took the phone from his pocket with one hand, and raised the other hand to cover his forehead.

When someone passed by, he glanced at the door and screamed, attracting a group of people.Soon a circle of people chattered, some dialed 120, some called 110, and some raised their mobile phones to take pictures of the scene.

Hotel security quickly came to the scene to maintain order and cleared a road to carry the injured to the hospital.

Yan Wangxiao also wanted to follow, but was restrained by the security guards and isolated to the side waiting for the police to deal with it.Liang Songying watched the injured leave and chose to stay by Yan Wangxiao's side.They were sitting in the box, the ground was stained with blood, and they could still smell fishy.

Yan Wangxiao remained motionless, with his right hand hanging by his side, as if soaked in blood, with a thin layer of hard scab.

After Liang Songying called her friends and asked them to go to the hospital for help, she returned to the box and was about to walk towards Yan Wangxiao, when the security guard stopped him and shook her head at him, "No." Liang Songying said, "I just sit next to him. no?"

The security guard continued to shake his head in embarrassment.

Yan Wangxiao turned his head when he heard the sound, and looked at Liang Songying rightly.

Liang Songying tried to keep him steady, "It's okay, there is no injury to any vital parts, as long as the rescue is timely, there must be no life-threatening."

Yan Wangxiao nodded, still looking at him.

Liang Songying also looked at him.

The two looked at each other for a long time, their eyes flowing, but they didn't know what the other was thinking at the moment.Liang Songying said: "Don't think too much, no matter what you say, I will believe you." His eyes have become calm, as usual, clean, straightforward, so looking at Yan Wangxiao and saying this sentence talk.

Yan Wangxiao's indifferent face seemed to come alive suddenly, with a hint of expression, or a crack.It's just that the eyes are heavy, and there is no more expression, as if covered by a mask.

Liang Songying fell silent, her gaze fell on his right hand.Knowing that he likes to be clean, he turned to a security guard and said, "Can you let him wash his hands?"

The security guards looked at each other in embarrassment, "We don't know much, but until the police come, it's better to keep the status quo, so as to facilitate evidence collection. When the police come, you can ask them again."

Liang Songying nodded, and went to see Yan Wangxiao again.Yan Wangxiao had lowered his head and clenched his fists.Liang Songying got up and squatted in front of him, looked up to see his expression, only to find that Yan Wangxiao looked extremely depressed at this time, his eyes were out of focus, as if he was about to collapse.

Liang Songying lost her mind, went to grab his hand and held it, "Wang Xiao!"

"Hey you!" The security guard yelled when he saw this.

"I'm sorry..." Yan Wangxiao said in a slightly trembling voice.

Liang Songying's hand that shook with him trembled following his voice, and clenched tightly, only then did she feel that Yan Wangxiao's hand was also trembling.He quietly felt the shock, the fear in it, and for no reason, he threw his head around violently and threw a wave of despair. From him, the resonance was transmitted to Yan Wangxiao's heart.

In the box that was quiet due to the clearing, they looked at each other with a sad expression, with reddish moisture in their eyes.

They are two people who are alone and helpless, and the world is isolated from them at this moment.

Liang Songying cleared her throat and repeated what seemed meaningless, "I believe in you."

Yan Wangxiao blinked, and lowered his eyes slightly to avoid his gaze, "I'm sorry."

Liang Songying asked, "Why did you say sorry? Tell me what happened."

Yan Wangxiao opened his mouth, "..."

The police came, asked a few simple questions, and wanted to take Yan Wangxiao back to the police station for interrogation and temporarily detain him.The policeman showed his handcuffs and handcuffed Yan Wangxiao's hands behind his back. Liang Songying rushed over and asked loudly, "Comrade policeman, is it okay to not wear handcuffs? He is just a suspect, not a criminal."

One of the policemen glanced at him, "The prisoner has admitted that he wounded someone with a knife, and you saw it with your own eyes."

Liang Songying was at a loss for words, and angrily took off her coat and wrapped it around Yan Wangxiao's hands, "Is this okay?"

The policeman sighed and took Yan Wangxiao away. Liang Songying followed closely, keeping a few steps away.

Yan Wangxiao kept looking back at him.

Liang Songying said: "It's okay, I believe you didn't mean to hurt others, I will help you take care of it and bring you back, don't worry."

Yan Wangxiao looked at him without blinking, his eyes seemed to be brighter than ever before, and he nodded, "Well, okay, then I will leave everything to you, but promise me, don't force it."

Liang Songying paused and shook her head.

About to go out, Liang Songying suddenly said quickly, "Wang Xiao, I love you."

The door opened, and the hustle and bustle poured in, a sea of ​​people.

Yan Wangxiao seemed to have heard it. He turned his head and stared at Liang Songying in a daze. Before being pushed into the crowd, he silently made a mouth shape.

The entrance of the hotel was crowded, the police and Yan Wangxiao got into the police car amidst the noise and the sound of taking photos, Liang Songying was surrounded by the crowd, finally rushed out with the help of kind people, got the car, and followed to the police station.On the way, he contacted his lawyer friends, talked about the general situation, and asked them for advice.

His heart is too chaotic at the moment.

Let's hope it's just a waking nightmare.