Eight o'clock

The two scenes written by Su Yaqing were well-received, and after Zheng Wenchang passed through this time, even though part of his secrets were exposed and he was quite embarrassed for a while, it also made his image completely different.

At least on the Internet, Zheng Wenchang is no longer the ultimate villain who is scolded by everyone as soon as he appears. He has started to have a group of small fans who will scold all those who scolded Zheng Wenchang back.

As a screenwriter, Su Yaqing is delighted.

At around ten o'clock that day, Zhang Ningqiu called him suddenly to ask him to have supper together. Su Yaqing was not very good at rejecting people, and besides, she had nothing to do, so she went out.After drinking some wine and eating some lo-mei, it was already midnight when he came back. He returned to the small apartment in a good mood, when he suddenly heard a sound not far away.

A cold voice said, "What are you going to do?"

Su Yaqing frowned and looked around the corner of the alley.

Another voice said eagerly: "Yu Yan, I miss you very much, will you come back?"

Su Yaqing's hand holding the key suddenly loosened and almost dropped the key on the ground.

He leaned against the wall furtively to peek around the corner, and sure enough, he saw Shen Yuyan confronting a man in a neat suit.

The man was sitting in the car, holding Shen Yuyan's wrist tightly with one hand. "Yu Yan!"

Shen Yuyan glared at him coldly: "Let me go."

"Yu Yan, I beg you—"

Su Yaqing immediately thought of infinite bloody pictures in his mind. For example, the man pulled Shen Yuyan down with his hands, kissed him, and then asked tenderly: "Yu Yan, come back to me, okay?" good?

At this time, Shen Yuyan should have said awkwardly, angrily and emotionally: Not good...

Then the other party kissed Shen Yu Yan again: Yu Yan, don't lose your temper, let's go home.

Then the two looked at each other affectionately, at each other...

Su Yaqing never expected that the result would be that Shen Yuyan didn't even sneer, and directly flipped his wrist, clasped the opponent's hand, and then snapped, and the opponent's wrist broke.

After a few seconds, Su Yaqing heard a belated, pig-like scream.

Su Yaqing froze by the wall and forgot to move, her eyes happened to meet Shen Yuyan who was slowly walking into the alley.When Shen Yuyan saw him, his expression twisted.

"...Mr. Su." Although he greeted him politely, this time he was obviously impatient.

Ahh... your emotions are showing!Su Yaqing couldn't help shouting in her heart.

He said tremblingly, "Uh, that person..."

"Don't pay attention to him." Shen Yuyan walked past Su Yaqing indifferently, only took a few steps, and finally couldn't help but turned around and asked Su Yaqing: "How long are you going to stay there?"

"I..." Su Yaqing felt aggrieved.He is not a person who will not save himself!The man was still rolling in the car in pain.

Shen Yuyan clicked her tongue, walked back impatiently, grabbed Su Yaqing and dragged her to the apartment.

"That kind of person, if you don't teach him like this, he won't be sober."

Su Yaqing looked at the back of Shen Yuyan, and suddenly felt that the gentle and refined Mr. Shen a few days ago was already drifting away, far away from him.

Shen Yuyan didn't know why, as soon as he opened the door, the landlady followed him in spontaneously.

He silently looked at the guy who took the initiative to change his indoor slippers, wondering if he should be kicked out.He was tired enough to work all night, and he met a pervert when he got home. Why is this guy so unaware of people's expressions?

Su Yaqing really couldn't understand Shen Yuyan's face, he sat down with a face of embarrassment and worry, and asked implicitly: "That...that person just now...?"

Shen Yuyan really wanted to say fuck you, but he sat down and looked like he had no intention of leaving, so he poured a cup of tea for Su Yaqing with a sigh, and said vaguely: "I don't know someone."

Su Yaqing opened her mouth, and suddenly she looked clear, drinking water silently and staring at Shen Yuyan with wide eyes.

Seeing his ambiguous look, Shen Yuyan knew that he had misunderstood, and was a little annoyed, so she had to explain further: "It was a customer from the previous work place who kept chasing me. Later, I changed jobs. I didn't expect him to find him again. where I live."

He spoke calmly, but Su Yaqing was terrified when he heard it.

Isn't that a pervert?

He couldn't hide his worry: "Then, he knows where you live, isn't it dangerous?"

Shen Yuyan curled her lips: "The lease of the place where I lived before expired, and I wanted to change jobs. I wanted to say that I would never see him again, so I ignored him all the time. I didn't expect him to come with me... But I always do this If you teach him a lesson, he probably won't come again... What a pervert."

Hearing what he said, Su Yaqing suddenly felt a certain nerve being opened up.

He remembered that Sister Cai had told him before that Shen Yuyan must be gay. Although he refuted it immediately, subconsciously he had always regarded Shen Yuyan as gay, but thinking about it now, how could it be?He couldn't help feeling a little pity.

Seeing the way he lowered his head and frowning, Shen Yuyan thought that he was worried for him, but he softened for a moment, thinking that his attitude towards him before was too blunt.

Although Su Yaqing was sorry, she was indeed worried for Shen Yuyan. "Mr. Shen, your job is still on the night shift. If he comes here like this again..."

"I'll break his hand again."

Su Yaqing remembered the crisp click sound, and suddenly felt pain in her wrist.

Shen Yuyan couldn't help smiling: "You don't have to worry about me, I'm not a girl, so are you still afraid of him?"

Su Yaqing nodded: "But you still have to be careful."

"Um."

Shen Yuyan suddenly felt that this landlord was very cute.

Although he couldn't read other people's faces, he didn't hide his love for him at all, which made him a little troubled, but he was very simple, innocent, enthusiastic, and a kind-hearted kid, not at all like people living in this big city.

In this city, everyone has their own thoughts, only people like Su Yaqing are transparent, and they are not afraid of people seeing through the inside.

He couldn't help but stroked Su Yaqing's messy hair.

Su Yaqing suddenly raised her head and said, "Otherwise, let's do this!"

"Huh?" Shen Yuyan was startled.

"I'm only afraid of [-], not just in case! Why don't you ask for leave for a few days and rest at home, lest you come in and out, he even knows which apartment you live in and which floor!"

Shen Yuyan raised her eyebrows, while Su Yaqing's face was enthusiastic, her big eyes sparkling.

"OK?"

He pondered for a moment, then looked at the landlord who was full of worry and expectation, and suddenly felt that he was too embarrassed to disappoint his expectations.Besides, he was not a hardworking person.

So he nodded.

Su Yaqing stared dumbfounded at the batches of furniture, and stood at the door of the house for a long time unable to close her mouth.

Shen Yuyan also stood at the door of the house, lowering her head to sign for the receipt, while instructing others: "Please put that there for me, thank you."

After finally finding a free time, Su Yaqing immediately went to Shen Yuyan's side, looking into Shen Yuyan's house. "You bought so many things?"

"Anyway, it's okay to take leave at home, so let's take this opportunity to renovate."

Only then did Su Yaqing remember Shen Yuyan's previous request - the fourth station and the renovation of the house.

He looked like a countryman entering the city, watching the colorful and well-designed furniture being carried up one by one, and then arranged according to Shen Yuyan's ideas.

Shen Yuyan really did not touch the wall, but only separated a low bookcase in the middle of the living room, simply dividing one space into two spaces, one with armchairs and a two-seater sofa bed, and the other full of pits and valleys. Bookcase and CD rack.

Su Yaqing was dumbfounded.

He has only seen this kind of layout in magazines... Ah, he also saw it when he went to IKEA last time. It turns out that there are really people in this world who can decorate their homes so beautifully with just furniture, without any decorations. !

"Become so pretty!"

Shen Yuyan smiled modestly.

Then I heard Su Yaqing ask realistically, "Isn't it a lot of money?"

Shen Yuyan smiled modestly again.He is a person who likes to enjoy life. The reason why he doesn't care about the appearance of the place he lives in is because he has the ability and money to renovate the place.

Su Yaqing looked at it, and suddenly thought of something: "Then your previous residence was also made like this?" He saw that he came here with nothing when he moved in.

"No, because I was very busy before, so I didn't have time to do it."

Su Yaqing nodded, and arbitrarily sat down on the armchair that looked very comfortable, but was actually very comfortable to sit on. Shen Yuyan began to get used to his automaticity, so she stopped staring at the other party's face hesitantly. Behavior to see.

Having brought so many things, Mr. Shen seems to want to live for a long time, Su Yaqing feels a little happy thinking about it.Does this mean that he is quite satisfied with the place here?Then he, as the landlord, also has a sense of accomplishment.

Shen Yuyan brought him a drink from the refrigerator. "Mr. Su, last time you said that you were engaged in art work."

Staying in this beautiful room, Shen Yuyan played light music again, Su Yaqing became very relaxed, nodded without thinking much, and said with a drink bottle in his mouth, "Yes."

"What kind of art work is that?"

Su Yaqing shook her head and smirked: "Screenwriter."

Shen Yuyan froze when she was about to sit down: "Screenwriter?"

Su Yaqing came back to her senses and stammered, "Uh, that, the screenwriter of the variety show."

But as soon as he said it, he regretted it again. Why did he lie?There is nothing to say about this, but subconsciously feel shy, so I made up a lie.He wanted to bite off his tongue.

Shen Yuyan looked very interested: "Oh? What is that for?"

"Hmm..." he said vaguely, "that is, the script of the entire variety show process...that kind of thing is also called a screenwriter."

"Really?" Shen Yuyan's eyes sparkled brighter: "Then what variety shows have you been in charge of?"

Su Yaqing looked at his face full of novelty, with a look of bitterness that could not be expressed, and then casually mentioned the names of a few programs, and betrayed a few good friends who were planning.

Shen Yuyan's eyes were about to shine.

Su Yaqing opened her eyes wide, trying to feel sincere.

"I always feel like I've met someone amazing..."

Su Yaqing waved her hand quickly: "No, no, it's nothing!" He secretly glanced at Shen Yuyan, and then asked tentatively, "Mr. Shen, do you really like... things like the TV industry?"

Shen Yuyan was taken aback by his question, and then smiled shyly.

"Yeah, I've loved watching TV since I was a kid. I'm a TV kid and I watch everything."

Su Yaqing looked at his TV screen, which could only be described as gigantic, and the high-end stereo, which he just moved in today, thinking that he could tell that this person was a complete TV kid.

He couldn't help but want to ask him, has he ever watched the series he wrote?

When I went to take out the trash that day, Su Yaqing happened to meet that man.I don't know if this guy is at home all day, or if he is away all day and has sex as soon as he gets home. In fact, Su Yaqing rarely sees this tenant on the fourth floor.

Therefore, when Su Yaqing saw him swaying down with a bag of garbage at the corner of the stairs, she subconsciously wanted to say "Oh, what a coincidence!", but what a coincidence, why did he say hello to this rude person.

He was about to go downstairs quickly with a dark face, but the guy on the fourth floor stopped him.

"Hey—you don't know how to say hello when you see people, didn't your elders teach you?"

Su Yaqing thought angrily that your mother didn't teach you the manners of being a human being, from the fourth floor.

The "on the fourth floor" regards the two steps as a jump, and quickly ran to Su Yaqing's side, hooking his shoulders with him: "Hey, don't be so shameless, let me see your work, huh?"

"don't want."

"Oh, little brother, you can't be so stubborn in life." Seeing that Su Yaqing didn't want to talk to him, he continued, "Oh, do you know who I am?"

Su Yaqing squinted at him: "I know, I live on the fourth floor."

"Then do you know my name?"

"Do not want to know."

"Hey——Why don't you ask, ask me."

Su Yaqing thought to herself why this person is so annoying, it's endless.

The girl's prayer came from far and near, and Su Yaqing just found a chance to get rid of him.He yelled, "Garbage truck!" and rushed out grabbing the garbage.

Looking at the figure running away from the fourth floor, he sighed melancholy: "Do I look annoying..."

Garbage trucks in Taiwan have always been ruthless.

For those who have short legs or walk slowly, they have always been unloving. Even if you chase after them and yell "stop-car-", usually they have only a small chance of actually stopping.Because they are very busy.

So when the person on the fourth floor recovered from his lament and was about to take out the garbage, the garbage truck had already turned off the music, stepped on the gas pedal and left.

He opened his mouth to look at the garbage truck running far away, and Su Yaqing who just came back with a gloating face.

Su Yaqing patted him on the shoulder, trying to smile: "Really, how can you not be smarter when you take out the trash? You just moved to Taiwan?"

He laughed a few times and was about to go back, but the person on the fourth floor was still standing there with his shoulders slumped listlessly, and said intentionally or unintentionally: "I have put this bag of garbage for five days, if I put it away, my house will be full of worms." ..."

Su Yaqing paused.

The person on the fourth floor is still talking to himself: "Oh, but I don't have a motorcycle, what should I do?"

Su Yaqing looked back at him: "...Are you too dirty?"

The person on the fourth floor looked aggrieved: "Do you have the heart to see your neighbor continue to be dirty? Do you have a car?"

"..." Su Yaqing turned her head to look at her small, thin motorcycle that had suffered a lot from wind and rain.

On the fourth floor: "Is there? Is there? Is it okay? Okay?"

"..."

Su Yaqing always knew that she was a good person, but she didn't know that she was so good.He actually drove this disgusting guy to chase the garbage truck.

The person on the fourth floor was sitting behind him, yelling at the trash, "Go up—catch it!"

Su Yaqing couldn't bear it and scolded: "Put down the garbage! It stinks!" It must have grown maggots for five days!

The staff on the fourth floor obediently put down the raised garbage, settled down for a while, then picked up the garbage truck and waved it around when they saw the garbage truck in front of them, and yelled ghostly; "I saw it! I saw it! You saw it." Yet?"

Su Yaqing became furious when she smelled the stench: "I'm not blind!"

He pushed the accelerator, and quickly rushed to the back of the garbage truck. He stretched out his hand on the fourth floor, and threw it hard at the back of the garbage truck—the angle of the swing just brought the wind to Su Yaqing's face, and the smell made him almost fall off the car. .

The person on the fourth floor was very excited and patted Su Yaqing on the shoulder: "You are a good person! I want to invite you to my house for a cup of tea!"

"I'm not going!" Who knows what to expect in this horny guy's house?

Zhang Ningqiu encrypted him on MSN.

Ning Qiu＊Editor-in-Chief Don't Kill Me!Said: Yaqing, Yaqing, are you there?

Yaqing said: Yes.

Ning Qiu＊Editor-in-Chief Don't Kill Me!Say: Are you free now?

Yaqing said:?Yes, I have!

Ning Qiu＊Editor-in-Chief Don't Kill Me!Said: That's great, wait for me, you give me face, wait so you can't run away.

Yaqing said: What are you running for?

Zhang Ningqiu didn't answer him, and just pulled another person into the chat window.

Su Yaqing looked at the line "Shu Che—there are many good people in this city! Join the conversation." Suddenly, she really felt like running away, but it was too late to run away now.

Shu Che—there are many good people in this city!Said: Oh?Oh oh oh?

Ning Qiu＊Editor-in-Chief Don't Kill Me!Say: Cheche~~This is the screenwriter I told you about last time~my colleague~

Shuche—there are many good people in this city!Say: >//////////////
Su Yaqing couldn't imagine that the handsome and well-known director would make such an emoji.

Yaqing said: Hello.

Shuche—there are many good people in this city!Say: Oh!What a prudish child!

Ning Qiu＊Editor-in-Chief Don't Kill Me said: Don't be cute!

Shuche—there are many good people in this city!Say: >/////////<Oral love.

"..." Su Yaqing began to suspect that this person is not the great director Ruan Shuche, it must be a fake!

Ning Qiu＊Editor-in-Chief Don't Kill Me!Said: Let's talk, let's talk~

Shuche—there are many good people in this city!Said: Let’s talk about the good people I met today~

Ning Qiu＊Editor-in-Chief Don't Kill Me!Say: talk about it >D

Shu Che—there are many good people in this city!Say: The neighbor downstairs drove me to chase the garbage truck today >D<!

Su Yaqing shook her hand holding the teacup, and splashed a little water on the laptop.He frantically wiped it with paper, and saw that Ruan Shuche was still talking.

Shuche—there are many good people in this city!Said: My garbage has not been emptied for five days, he saved me!

Su Yaqing took a deep breath, thinking in her heart that all this is a coincidence, there must be many, many people in this world who haven't taken out the garbage for five days and are helped by neighbors...

Ning Qiu＊Editor-in-Chief Don't Kill Me!Said: You are so dirty~~By the way, where do you live?I seem to remember that you live near OO TV station.

Shuche—there are many good people in this city!Said: It's near there

Ning Qiu＊Editor-in-Chief Don't Kill Me!Said: true or false>D<～Yaqing lives nearby too!

Su Yaqing wanted to punch Zhang Ningqiu in the mouth.

Ning Qiu＊Editor-in-Chief Don't Kill Me!Said: Speaking of this, why is Yaqing silent?Yaqing?

Yaqing said: Uh, I just went to the bathroom.

Shuche—there are many good people in this city!Say: Toilet >///////

Ning Qiu＊Editor-in-Chief Don't Kill Me!say::toilet>///////////////

Su Yaqing really didn't know what they were excited about.He also looked at the information released by the big director himself just now, thought about it, and decided to ask.

Yaqing said: Well, director, do you live in an apartment?

Shuche—there are many good people in this city!Said: yes~

Yaqing said: ... the fourth floor?

Shuche—there are many good people in this city!Say: how do you know >D

Then there was an abrupt silence in the dialogue box.

Zhang Ningqiu didn't know where he went, but the remaining two people seemed to have figured out something together.

Su Yaqing's whole body was stiff, the cursor kept moving in the upper right corner, and she really wanted to close the window.

Just as he was about to turn it off, the doorbell rang.

He walked slowly to the door and looked through the peephole on the door, but it was too dark outside to see anything.He had no choice but to yell "Who is it?" weakly, and then opened the door.

——Then seeing the evil-looking tenant on the fourth floor, he smiled obscenely: "A-Qing?"

Just when Su Yaqing met the big wild wolf and screamed in his heart with a pale face, Zhang Ningqiu, who just came back, didn't know what happened, and asked desperately in the chat window: "Why are you not talking? Where are you going? ----?"

Director Ruan Da was sitting on the screenwriter Su's bed, holding the screenwriter's laptop in his hands, wearing glasses rarely, and carefully studying the script on the screen word by word.

Screenwriter Su knelt by the bed and served tea to the director.

"That..." Can you stop watching it?

"what?"

"……Ugh."

Not long ago, Ruan Shuche, a tenant on the fourth floor, rushed down, called Yaqing evilly at him, pushed him away and entered the door swaggeringly, and said arrogantly, "Where is the script?"

Su Yaqing was not without resistance, but it was late at night and the walls were very thin. If he wanted to protest, he couldn't protest too loudly: "I won't show you!"

But this small roar, in the ears of Director Ruan, who is used to being flattered, seemed like he wanted to refuse.So he found the computer by himself, opened the file folder of the script, and then found a good place to watch it.

Knowing that he was Ruan Shuche, Su Yaqing didn't have the guts to push him to hit the floor, so she went to make tea for Ruan Shuche after several times of verbal persuasion to no avail.

Oh, how could he be so unlucky.

In fact, he didn't know what Ruan Shuche wanted to do. Although he kept saying that his scripts were good, in fact, this guy had only seen the sex scenes he wrote!It's such a shame to be appreciated for writing a good sex scene or something!It's not pretty at all!

Besides, he doesn't think his script is really good enough to be liked by a young and promising director like him. He has been writing something down-to-earth. He thinks his script is good, but he doesn't expect it to be amazing. Degree.If Ruan Shuche really wanted to find a screenwriter to cooperate with, wouldn't he be afraid that he couldn't find a better one?

Su Yaqing has always been a pessimistic person. He can confidently say that he likes to be a screenwriter, but it does not mean that he can confidently feel that he can write well.

Those are two different things.

He looked at Ruan Shuche anxiously.Ruan Shuche concentrated on the computer screen, put one hand on the keyboard, and pressed the "↓" arrow key twice from time to time, and he couldn't quite tell what he was feeling.

Su Yaqing felt restless.

I don't know how long after watching it, Ruan Shuche took off his glasses and rubbed the bridge of his nose to look at him, as if remembering that Su Yaqing was still beside him: "Why are you kneeling there all the time?"

Su Yaqing didn't answer him: "It's not good-looking, is it? The script."

Ruan Shuche laughed twice: "Why do you think so?"

"That's what I think." Su Yaqing sighed: "Speaking of which, I just asked you those two sentences on MSN, how did you know it was me..."

"It's a good director's talent radar, you don't understand."

"So accurate?"

"Of course." He said and opened another file to look at.

Su Yaqing looked around, then asked, "Is your sex life... very rich?"

Ruan Shuche almost choked on his own saliva, "Why are you jumping so much when you ask?"

"I have nothing to do, how about it? Yours, sex life."

Ruan Shuche glanced at him: "What's none of your business? Are you interested in my sex life?"

"No," Su Yaqing said seriously, "because your sex life has seriously interfered with the private life of the entire apartment. What's going on with your wife? No matter how loving you are, you don't have to do it every day, right?"

"Who told you I have a wife? Don't you know I'm a famous golden bachelor?"

Su Yaqing was taken aback: "...Then, those voices...?"

"Oh, some bedmates."

Some?Bed partner?

The conservative Su Yaqing froze in place for an instant.

Ruan Shuche frowned and looked at him: "Why? What age are you from?"

Su Yaqing recovered, and righteously taught him: "It's not a question of age, it's a question of cleanliness."

"My bedmates are clean."

"But you are dirty." Su Yaqing looked at the time: "Hey, I want to rest, can you go back?"

Ruan Shuche was very dissatisfied: "I'm not dirty, and I haven't finished it yet, if you want to sleep..." He patted the empty space beside him: "I don't mind coming up to sleep."

"I mind!"

Ruan Shuche had a stalemate with him, and finally gave in: "Then lend me your computer and take it back."

"...Why do you think I will agree?"

Ruan Shuche sighed, groped into the pocket behind his buttocks, pulled out a flash drive, copied Su Yaqing's entire file folder to the flash drive, and then returned the computer to him with Su Yaqing's stunned expression, She flicked the flash drive and gave Su Yaqing a wink.

"Then I'll go home and watch! Wait for my good news!"

Su Yaqing really didn't know what good news he wanted him to wait for, but in short, in the next few days, Ruan Shuche disappeared as if the world had evaporated. Su Yaqing was relieved, but also a little disappointed.

...Sure enough, he was disappointed after reading the script. After all, he still got to cooperate with a big director or something.

Su Yaqing is a person who is easy to think pessimistically, but after a while of self-satisfaction, he can still get better on his own.So after being gloomy for two days, he woke up refreshed one day, thinking about Ruan Shuche in a happy mood, go eat shit.

After having this idea, he found a few good friends to hang out with. Recently, in order to catch up with the manuscript, he hadn't gone out to relax for several days. Except for meetings, he just stayed at home, which made him feel uncomfortable and went out. The exposure to the sun made him feel good all over.

It's just that such a happy mood didn't last long.

When Su Yaqing came home at night, she saw a guy sneaking around under the apartment and poking around.

Su Yaqing instinctively felt alert. He hid behind the potted plant and secretly observed what the man was trying to do. Just looking at him, he suddenly felt that the man looked familiar.

He squinted his eyes, looking at the man's face under the dim street light, his eyes became narrower and narrower, the sense of familiarity seemed to compress his head, making the top of his head throbbing with pain.

He still has the energy to think about this kind of amnesia plot that feels like he wrote it.Usually, when a character with amnesia sees familiar people and things in the past, he will always hold his head and say: Ah!my head!My head hurts!

Just when he was about to smile about this old joke, he suddenly remembered who that person was.

Isn't this the pervert whose hand was broken a few days ago?

Su Yaqing looked at his wrist, it was indeed covered with a big bag.

This guy still has a face!Su Yaqing felt a burst of anger, and ran out in anger, and patted the man on the shoulder: "Sir!"

The man turned his head, with a face that could only be described as gentle at best, with doubts, but more of a frightened expression.He frowned: "What's the matter?"

"I just wanted to ask you what's the matter, are you looking for someone?"

The man opened his half-open eyes, moved his lips, and said timidly, "Yes, I'm looking for someone..."

Su Yaqing couldn't help rolling her eyes: "Are you looking for Mr. Shen? Please don't do such troublesome things again! Please go back."

The man was slightly surprised, and after staring at Su Yaqing for a long time, he finally saw something. "You, you were the one that night..."

Su Yaqing ignored him: "Please go! You have disturbed Mr. Shen!"

The man turned from surprise to anger: "Who are you to Yu Yan?"

"Who are you to Mr. Shen?"

"I'm his boyfriend."

Su Yaqing was taken aback, then snorted twice: "Stop lying, he said you are a stalker."

The man's face turned blue with anger: "What did he say? He actually said that to me!"

"Please go back, if you don't go back, I'll call the police." As he said that, he really took out his mobile phone as if to call, and opened his unique big eyes to stare at others.

The man trembled with anger: "I'm really his boyfriend! It's just, just..."

"Hello? May I ask the police station? I want to report—"

"You!" The man reached out to grab his cell phone.

Su Yaqing flashed, accidentally bumped into the potted plant behind her, lost her center of gravity and fell, and the phone fell far away.

The man was hesitating whether to grab the phone or apologize to Su Yaqing, when a clear and cold voice sounded not far away: "What are you doing here again?"

He and Su Yaqing turned their heads at the same time, it was Shen Yuyan.

Shen Yuyan reached out and pulled Su Yaqing up, and dragged Su Yaqing into the house without saying a word.

The man saw him pass him by as if he didn't see him, and quickly grabbed his hand, "Are you really going to break up with me?"

Shen Yuyan gave him a cold look: "Otherwise?"

"You told him I was a stalker?"

He couldn't help laughing: "Aren't you?"

The man was angry, and wanted to say something while pulling him, but Shen Yuyan had put away his smile, put his gaze on his hand coolly, and asked, "What do you want to break this time?"

"you……"

"How about the elbow?"

Seeing that the man was so angry that his face was red and white, Shen Yuyan shook off his restraint, and touched the man's slender neck with one hand, "Or the neck?" She really exerted a little force while speaking.

The other party was frightened into a cold sweat.

Su Yaqing yelled from behind: "Strangle the neck and you will die——you will die—!"

Shen Yuyan glanced at the screaming person, curled her lips, let go boredly, turned her head and continued to drag Su Yaqing inside.

"Come on, I don't have any patience with you."

He closed the door forcefully in front of the man, blocking all the images from the man's sight.