The bird raised by the boss has lost his memory

In area A of the filming scene, the air that has just snowed has a natural and fresh atmosphere, and the sound of melting ice and snow is mixed with the sound of pedestrians walking and other noises.

Yan Yu was wearing a costume, talking to Director Qin while walking.

"This shot is not good, it needs to be cut."

"Try to adjust the saturation, the actors move well."

The two seemed to be chatting, but they were actually discussing academically. Qin Chengyue's casual words could benefit Yan Yu for a long time. He is also a smart person, and he can understand everything.

So Qin Chengyue was very happy to chat with him. The two of them were family friends, and according to their seniority, Yan Yu had to call Qin Chengyue Uncle Sheng.

After chatting about business affairs, Qin Chengyue naturally raised his heart to be an elder: "What are your plans in the future? Are you still going abroad?"

Yan Yu worked hard in South Korea for three years, and her roots are there. Returning to China for development was actually a sudden decision that was not part of her development plan.

The two walked forward like a walk, surrounded by the scenery of the Republic of China, quite a bit of an artistic conception of time and space.

Yan Yu lowered her eyelashes: "Let's see again."

Qin Chengyue glanced at him: "You are also 23 this year, and you are the only son in your family. He still talked about this when I was drinking with brother Yan two days ago. I don't know when I can see you get married."

Yan Yu was very calm: "There is no rush."

Bypassing the corridor, it was near the lounge. Before they got close, they heard the sound of arguing.

Yan Yu took a look, and when he noticed that the other party was Song Zhixia's manager, he quickened his pace.

Chen Ye said angrily: "This is different from what I said before. Letting you conduct an exclusive interview, there is no need to make people feel like this?"

The staff member calmly said: "We are also considering the popularity. Song Zhixia was in a car accident first, and now he has joined the filming group. At least half a year, he is a bowl of traffic. He disappeared from the audience's sight for too long. I'm afraid Is it not too good?"

Can you say such high-sounding words? ?

Chen Ye was very angry, he turned around: "We don't care about this kind of heat, I will take Song Zhixia away now!"

"Wait a minute." Yan Yu eased the situation, "Be clear, what happened to Song Zhixia?"

In the live broadcast room, the number of people continued to grow, and the bullet screen was densely packed. They rushed over to eat this shocking melon. Xia Tian worked hard to maintain the situation, but their voices were quickly submerged in the torrent of news.

Song Zhixia sorted out her thoughts, and said with a slight smile, "I didn't expect to be photographed when I ran in the morning."

The host moved closer to him, and said with interest: "So is the mysterious man your friend, or is it?"

This may be very meaningful. To a certain extent, she does represent some netizens who are keen to eat melons.

There is nothing new under the sun.

Song Zhixia glanced at her lightly. Where the camera couldn't capture, those light blue eyes made people feel stressed for no reason. The host felt a chill inexplicably, and the gossiping smile on his face also restrained a little.

"He's actually..."

In the middle of his speech, the door of the live broadcast room was opened, and a handsome figure walked in. The costume had not been taken off, and he was wearing a green shirt. He was very personable, like a gentle and jade-like young master from the period of the Republic of China.

"it's me."

From the moment Yan Yu walked into the camera, all the fans screamed like crazy, with several exclamation points attached.

[It's my brother! ! ! 】

[Oh my god, this new show looks amazing, it looks better than the makeup photos posted on the official blog! ! 】

[Good Su, good Su, I'm crazy, this is the first time I've heard Yan Yu speak in this voice, he's teasing me! ! ! ! 】

Although Yan Yu made her debut in South Korea, her fan base has always been fixed. After winning Cannes Best Actor, her career has improved and her popularity in China has also risen to a higher level. Needless to say, the sensation caused by her return to China this time, basically every time she shows up, It's all explosive.

With a smile on his lips, he walked behind Song Zhixia, put his fingers on the back of the chair casually, and said calmly: "This morning Zhixia couldn't sleep, so I went out for a walk with him, that's all, no need to read too much."

Song Zhixia swallowed the sentence "he came to sell mineral water" and nodded accordingly.

The host looked back and forth between the two of them, as if trying to discern the truth of the words, she raised a smile: "Yan Yu just returned to China recently, and Zhixia, you have been developing in China, did you just meet recently?"

"No," Song Zhixia answered the question, "We are college classmates, and we happen to have the opportunity to collaborate on a new drama."

When Song Zhixia answered the question, Yan Yu looked at him quietly with soft eyes.

At this point in the interview, if you continue to ask questions, there will be no explosive points. The host can openly change the speech script at the interview site, and it is naturally through the instructions of the people above.

Originally thought that Song Zhixia was an unknown person with no backer, but Yan Yu came and stood here, and the host couldn't ask more questions, she didn't dare to offend Yan Yu.

There are two unshakable mountains in the entertainment industry, one is the Yan family and the other is the Chu family. The Chu family controls most of the resources. Artist brokerage companies and media companies under the Chu family are everywhere, and the Chu family occupies major traffic platforms. The distribution and buyout of major TV dramas basically have to go through the hands of the Yan family more or less.

Yan Yu's success both at home and abroad, and her success is not only due to her strength.

"Hahaha, Zhixia's new drama has really gone through various blessings. He is an old friend and a capable director, so we must wish "Strange Night" a smooth start in advance and a boom after it airs." The host finished complimenting He hurriedly said, "It's getting late by then, you guys still have to film in the afternoon, right? Thank you Zhixia and Yanyu for accepting my interview, today's interview ends here."

[? ? ?Wait, I haven't seen enough yet]

[Jump a prophet, this live broadcast will definitely become a famous scene in the circle, the eyes just now are too amazing]

[There are really good brothers who can't sleep in the morning and go for a run together? ?Why do I not believe it so]

[What's the difference between joining the group and following Monk Temple, I really hope that Weiye can broadcast it soon]

[Although I didn’t get any melons, it’s nice to see two handsome guys. The ticket is worth it, and I can finally come out of the company bathroom]

As soon as the interview was over, Song Zhixia stood up and walked out of the lounge. Chen Ye had already finished the battle with the staff of Big Bear Entertainment. After seeing Song Zhixia and Yan Yu coming out, the staff changed their mouths and ran away, apologizing to Song Zhixia with a good attitude. Said that this was due to mistakes in their work, and they will make good corrections in the future.

Song Zhixia interrupted his chattering apology, and said coldly: "There will be no next time, and I won't accept any interviews with you in the future."

After this farce was over, there was not much rest time left, Song Zhixia and Yan Yu returned to the exclusive lounge.

Yan Yu made a cup of warm milk and put it by his hand.

Song Zhixia rubbed his forehead, thanked him softly, picked up the milk and drank it.

This is obviously a trap planned in advance, just waiting for Song Zhixia to drill into it, the question now is who is that person and why?

Since there is no previous memory, all this is unknown.

Song Zhixia picked up the milk and drank it again. There were some milk stains around his bright red lips. He didn't notice it and continued to think about things.

Suddenly a slender hand stretched out from the side, gently rubbing his lips with the pads of the fingers, wiping off the milk stains, the warm touch, entangled with a seemingly faint fragrance, made one's heart involuntarily calm down.

Song Zhixia raised his eyes and looked at Yan Yu.

Yan Yu didn't seem to realize how intimate this was. He slightly hooked his fingertips, and made a circle around his lips, from top to bottom, wiping off the milky white marks little by little.

The rest room was extremely quiet, only the sound of each other's breathing could be heard.

After wiping, Yan Yu retreated instead of advancing, her right hand propped up beside him, and her tone was slightly drawn out: "As a friend, I will help you solve your troubles, should you tell me what's going on now?"

Song Zhixia was a little uncomfortable, he stepped back, but behind him was the back of the chair, and behind the chair was his chest, so it seemed that Song Zhixia was surrounded by him.

One second, two seconds.

Yan Yu chuckled lightly: "Don't want to say?"

"Chu Jing came to see me this morning." Song Zhixia looked at him, "There's nothing else."

I don't know if it was Song Zhixia's illusion, but as soon as he finished speaking, the hidden pressure in the air seemed to be thicker, as if the temperature had dropped suddenly.

But in just a short moment, those sharp edges were withdrawn calmly, as if nothing had happened.

"You are still pestering you like this after we broke up?" Yan Yu raised her hand, sat down beside him, and sighed slightly, "Is it human's business to ask you to go out in the early morning?"

"Dating a relationship is really troublesome." Song Zhixia took out the script and read down on his own. "So I don't plan to talk about it in the future. I want to focus on work."

At least until he can pay back the default payment, he has to work hard.

Song Zhixia said this to express his attitude directly to Yan Yu. It's not that he didn't realize Yan Yu's kindness to him. He is a good person, and he has no reason to delay him.

Yan Yu didn't know whether she understood or not, she smiled slightly: "It's great if you think so, there is still a long way to go in the future, there is really no need to miss the future for someone who is not worth it."

When the machine started in the afternoon, Chu Rou also came over. As a friendship, she didn't have too many roles. The role she played was the hero's mother, which basically only existed in memory.

These scenes can be filmed in two or three days.

She knew she wanted to shoot with Song Zhixia, but she still couldn't get over the hurdle in her heart.

It was Chu Qingrong who accompanied her all the time, encouraged her, and reassured her that she was fine, so she cheered up.

The filming had to be finished sooner or later, so Chu Rou still came.

While waiting for the start-up interval, she kept drinking water, feeling a little nervous.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the production crew officially started. Qin Chengyue, Song Zhixia, Yan Yu and others arrived on the set one after another.

Today's weather is not so good, the bluestone road is full of mottled historical traces, and some of the white walls on both sides are peeling off.

Sitting on a small bench by the side of the road, Chu Rou saw Song Zhixia wearing a moon-white gown and walking on bluestone. Her light blue eyes did not match the style of the Republic of China, but Fuhua didn't give him colored contact lenses. The character is already on the borderline between man and demon, and the pure natural blue eyes just have a flirtatious atmosphere.

She suddenly remembered the pair of indifferent eyes looking at her when she rolled down from the temple.

Chu Rou's body trembled unconsciously, and in a daze, Song Zhixia had already approached.

For a moment she almost wished he would not see her, not come near her.

It didn't work out as expected, when Song Zhixia walked in front of her, he stopped and greeted her politely: "Hi, senior, I'm Song Zhixia, please take care of me for the next scene."

Chu Rou pinched her palm, even though she told herself ten thousand times not to be afraid, she still couldn't help sweating.

She stretched out her hand and tried to keep her voice steady: "Hello."

Clasping hands together, and quickly releasing them, Song Zhixia seemed to notice something, and smiled: "Is senior very hot?"

Chu Rou shook her head: "I'm not hot."

Song Zhixia sized her up and felt that this person was a little strange, as if he was a little afraid of him, so he didn't say anything more.

The people and things he came into contact with after amnesia are far beyond his comprehension, like a huge chessboard, everyone is more or less connected with him.

Song Zhixia has only one thought about this: I really want to go home and farm :)

It would be too difficult if you don't wear the bandage.

Following Qin Chengyue's call to start filming, the whole scene started to run.

Song Zhixia really didn't remember, all the characters in these plot lines relied on last night's assault, and when he closed his eyes, he was Ye Yiwei.

After the camera, Qin Chengyue paid close attention to the scene. He pinched the walkie-talkie with one hand and walnuts with the other. Chen Ye moved a small bench and sat next to him.

At the beginning, everything was normal, except that Chu Rou's limbs were very stiff. Song Zhixia's face was naturally suitable for the screen, and the shooting effect was very good. The contrast between the two was very obvious.

Qin Chengyue shook his head and clicked his tongue lightly.

When he clicked his tongue like this, Chen Ye's heart sank immediately. He came to stare at him to prevent Song Zhixia from losing his memory. The one who could act was Song Zhixia before he lost his memory. It's hard to say what Song Zhixia is now.

"Director Qin, drink some water," Chen Ye quickly helped him hold the cup, "It's just turned on, it's normal for everyone to be out of shape, don't worry."

"This state is not right." Qin Chengyue frowned. He is a serious person who likes to dig into details. He can talk about other things, but if he doesn't act well, he can't talk about it.

Chen Ye didn't know much about drama. He looked at the monitor and felt that everything was normal. When he heard him say this, he took it for granted that he was talking about Song Zhixia, so he quickly made up for it: "After all, it's not long since I was discharged from the hospital, maybe my body hasn't recovered yet."

It was true that Chu Rou had just been discharged from the hospital not long ago. Qin Chengyue thought about it and decided to be tolerant.

As the play continued, Chu Rou and Song Zhixia played against each other on the monitor screen. Song Zhixia was staring at her, Chu Rou's face was pale, and she stopped talking.

It is a big taboo in acting, which proves that the actor's skill is not up to the mark, and the basic skills of the lines are not up to standard.

But this kind of low-level mistake is impossible for Chu Rou, who has won the actress and is in her 40s this year.

Qin Chengyue couldn't bear it anymore, took the headset, and put the walkie-talkie to his mouth: "Card!"

Everyone on the set stopped.

Chen Ye was confused by what the sound card said, and was struggling to find an explanation, and several thoughts flashed through his mind for a while.

He wanted to catch up and talk to Qin Chengyue, but out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Song Zhixia walking aside to drink water, and after drinking the water, he gave him a wink.

Chen Ye:? ? ?

He looked confused, Qin Chengyue had already walked to the set to talk to Chu Rou about the play, Chen Ye realized it, and hurried to find Song Zhixia: "Didn't it be that you didn't act well just now?"

"What are you thinking?" Song Zhixia looked relaxed, "I think acting is more fun than playing Song Zhixia before."

At least he doesn't need to carry it. No matter who comes to talk to him, the smile seems to be embroidered on his face, which can't be peeled off. He also has a good temper and patience, which is completely contrary to Song Zhixia now.

"It's fine if it's not you, don't mention such things in the future." Chen Ye shushed at him, then became puzzled, "Chu Rou has so much experience, it shouldn't be right if she gets stuck in a scene with you."

Although everyone thought it shouldn't be, Qin Chengyue started filming the second scene soon after talking to Chu Rou about the scene.

And then the third time.

In the end, Qin Chengyue's face was so ugly that Chu Rou's manager kept apologizing to everyone and took him away.

As soon as she returned to the hotel, Chu Rou couldn't hold back her emotions for a moment. She had been beautiful on the surface all these years, but only she knew the actual suffering. She had been well for so many years, but when Lin Yi died, Song Zhixia came.

She didn't want to see anyone with blue eyes again.

After hearing the news, Chu Qingrong, who came over to understand what had happened, was so depressed that he couldn't let it out.

Song Zhixia was a damned person, how could he be so lucky to live till now?

"Xiao Rou, don't panic." Chu Qingrong held her hand to give her strength, "Think about it, you wanted to win the ballet championship more than 20 years ago, did you finally get it? How can Lin Yi compare with you. And the actress, what did you want that you didn't get?"

"Then Song Zhixia is just an insignificant stumbling block, just remove him." Chu Qingrong's eyes darkened, "I'll meet him later."

Being comforted so gently and carefully, Chu Rou's emotions finally eased. She hummed softly, her voice still crying: "Brother is the best for me. Without you, I don't know what to do."

They have been like this since they were young. Their mother passed away very early. Chu Rou was basically brought up by Chu Qingrong. From school, college entrance examination, postgraduate entrance examination, to career selection, every stage of life participated in each other.

So much so that at the age of 45, in front of Chu Qingrong, Chu Rou seemed to be the same child who followed behind her brother, holding his hem by the corner of his clothes, who would never grow up.

Chu Qingrong reached out and stroked her hair, thinking about the next plan.

What he didn't notice was that there was a warm smile on the corner of Chu Rou's mouth, which didn't match her weak and unable to take care of herself at all.

Chu Jing didn't go back to City A, but parachuted into the branch office in City B to rectify the business and conduct spot checks on items. Facing such a giant Buddha, the boss of the branch company received him with sincerity and fear.

The day's work was finally over, and the president of the branch was finally relieved, and then showed Chu Jing the project schedule for the next day.

The above is detailed to show when, what venue, which project has been carried out to what extent.

Chu Jing took it, glanced at it, and soon discovered the problem: "Why are these S-level projects only progressing to [-]% now?"

The branch president didn't expect Chu Jing to be so sensitive, he said bitterly: "Something happened, there are two actors acting as monsters, and they want to increase the salary, we are negotiating to appease them."

"Is 8000 million too little?" Chu Jing's eyes remained calm, "What about your plan B? There is no alternative?"

In fact, there are alternatives, but the complex and dense relationship in the entertainment industry is like a spider web, and it affects the whole body. These two people are related, so they dare to do this.

The president's smile was so weak that he could see to the end at a glance: "...Yes."

Chu Jing saw that he was hesitant, and slowly returned the project plan to him, his voice was very calm: "If you can't even handle this small matter well, then I have alternatives as to whether you can lead this company well. .”

The president's back felt cold, how could he fail to hear the subtext in these words?

It is said that Chu Jing is vigorous and resolute, and he does things without mercy. He has seen it today.

"Yes." He bowed respectfully, "This matter will definitely be resolved satisfactorily tomorrow."

The secretary knocked on the door and came in, whispered a few words into the president's ear, and the president's face became more and more ugly.

Standing in front of the desk, Chu Jing glanced over. Without further words, the CEO said, "President Chu, I need to take care of a small matter. Excuse me."

Chu Jing nodded slightly, looked away, and looked out the window.

The two walked out of the CEO's office, chatting in low voices as they walked, vaguely mentioning the word Song Zhixia.

Just as he was walking to the door, Chu Jing suddenly said, "Wait."

The president stopped and waited for instructions: "Mr. Chu?"

Chu Jing, who was originally indifferent, stood up straight and asked, "What's wrong with Song Zhixia?"

Throughout the day, Chu Jing was always asking about every detail, so the president didn't think too much about it, and replied, "It's not a big deal. The brand owner who originally cooperated with us decided to take photos with Song Zhixia a few months ago." Endorsed commercials, but I didn’t expect Zixing to say that Song Zhixia has been involved in scandals recently, fearing that it will damage the brand image, so they proposed to suspend the filming.”

Chu Jing:?

At the first moment, he thought that he had misunderstood it. Generally, it was only the phenomenon that major companies tried their best to recommend their artists to the brand side. This kind of phenomenon that the brand side didn't say anything, and the brokerage company took the initiative to suspend the shooting was the first time he had seen it.

After a pause, he managed to focus back: "What scandal?"

Chu Jing stayed with the president to inspect the work all day long, and neither of them had the opportunity to surf the Internet. The president took out his ipad, tapped it to Chu Jing, and said:

"In my opinion, this is not a big deal. It seems to be nothing at first glance. Even the evidence has not been released, and Song Zhixia has also denied it..."

The most important thing is that Yan Yu stood up to defend Song Zhixia, whether it was true or not, this gesture was made to let everyone in the circle know that Song Zhixia belonged to him.

Apart from the Chu family in the entertainment circle, there is the Yan family, who wouldn't give him three points?

It was a live broadcast replay, and the venue of the live broadcast room was simple, with only a big bear entertainment logo on the white wall, and the room was no more than ten square meters by visual inspection.

Song Zhixia wore a white bread jacket and a black knitted hat on her head, looking relaxed and casual.

When the host asked about coming out of the mansion in the morning and going straight to the hospital, Song Zhixia's business-like smirk froze, and genuine bewilderment flashed in his eyes.

Chu Jing knew what she was asking about. It was because Song Zhixia had said a few words to Chu Huai at home, and Chu Jing locked him up. Song Zhixia fell ill and was hospitalized the next day.

He had almost forgotten about it, did he expect someone to guard him?

Since Song Zhixia and Chu Jing established their relationship, no one knew about it. Every time they met in the villa, Song Zhixia wanted any resources or contacts, just open up, and Chu Jing asked his secretary to do it.

The outside world said that Song Zhixia was Ziwei star, who became popular within a year, and received good resources, but in fact, it was all because of the secretary behind the scenes.

Even if people in the circle knew that his speed of getting angry was abnormal, but the secretary did a good job and couldn't find any clues to follow, so they all thought that Song Zhixia was just a nameless junior with a little luck.

But even if the relationship between the two is secret, Chu Jing never expected that someone would not have such eyesight and dare to reveal his own information, so he frowned slightly.

Continuing to look down, the host asked about the man he was close to in the early morning, Song Zhixia was quiet for a while and admitted that there was indeed him.

Chu Jing couldn't help mentioning it, with a faint expectation in his heart, wondering how Song Zhixia would explain it.

Although intellectually, he knew very well that what came out of Song Zhixia's mouth could never be good.

The moment he drove away, Chu Jing couldn't take his eyes off and his heart beat faster.

A figure suddenly walked into the live broadcast room: "It's me."

That was Yan Yu, and it was him again.

The nameless fire burned the sky, and Chu Jing watched Yan Yu walk up to Song Zhixia with a smile on his lips, and kept looking at him with gentle eyes.

The president and the secretary were on the side, feeling that the air seemed to be frozen and covered with frost, they could not help but look at each other.

As if masochistic, after watching it, Chu Jing lightly raised his finger, pulled the progress bar back, read it again from the place where Yan Yu appeared, and watched it again.

The flames of jealousy spread their teeth and claws, roaming around the limbs and bones, and even the blood boiled.

It was as if a voice whispered in his ear—

Admit it, you are just jealous of him. From the first time you saw Song Zhixia three years ago, from the moment Song Zhixia leaped towards Yan Yu after performing, this spark has been deeply buried in your heart, and you will come out to stab him from time to time.

Later, Song Zhixia had a strong desire to control, and it was also because of him that he was not allowed to approach any men who plotted against him.

Yan Yu can easily get close to Song Zhixia, gain his favor and smile, and the two have a tacit understanding like no one else.

You are madly jealous of him.

As the night falls, the whole city returns to tranquility from the hustle and bustle in the winter night.

Chu Jing stood in front of the desk, with a slender profile projected to one side, his Adam's apple rolled gently, and he pressed the tablet down slowly.

In the office, the other two didn't even dare to make a sound.

"The shooting will continue as usual tomorrow." Chu Jing directly made a decision, "Don't worry about Zixing, let the brand side connect with Song Zhixia's manager."

The president wondered what Song Zhixia's background was, and he nodded, "Yes."

The shooting of commercials was scheduled in advance. Chen Ye also told Song Zhixia in advance. After notifying the crew, Song Zhixia went to shoot alone.

First life, second time acquaintance, Song Zhixia found that he could face the camera very naturally after experiencing the set, so he was not nervous to shoot commercials alone.

When he came to the scene, the director warmly greeted Song Zhixia, and asked him to do styling first.

Today I’m going to be a jewelry endorsement for DXA, and the scene is set up in the shape of a water drop mirror. Song Zhixia walked out wearing a suit and a jeweled bird brooch. His hair is all combed back, revealing his exquisite facial features, and his light blue eyes make him more exotic. , very attractive.

In addition to him, there is also a female companion, a woman with a variety of styles. The whole advertisement revolves around a man who fell in love with a woman at first sight at a party, and then couldn’t find it. keepsake.

In the end, the two left hand in hand, the camera faded out, and a sentence emerged: DXA, customized for the one you love.

Chu Jing stood outside the shooting location, quietly watching the scene.

The golden boy and girl in the camera are quite right. The young man is thin and well-proportioned. The handmade suit highlights all the advantages of his figure. He is capable and elegant yet elegant. The woman beside him is mature and charming, with her head leaning lightly On his shoulders, he put one arm around the other's waist and put one hand in his pocket, and the two of them looked at the horizon not far away together.

The two bowed their heads and whispered, as if they were whispering. From Chu Jing's perspective, they could only see Song Zhixia's side face which could not help but be amused.

This was an ordinary filming, and there was no need for Chu Jing to come over to inspect it in person, and Chu Jing had no intention of coming today at all.

But the foot has its own thoughts, so it walked over unconsciously.

Song Zhixia was no longer the person who could be summoned as soon as he called. Unless he took the initiative, they would not have any chance to meet.

This was the first time Chu Jing saw Song Zhixia's appearance at work. He was serious, focused, and able to do a job with ease.

Even if he needs boyfriend power and a more mature and seductive side, he can easily handle it, like a shining treasure.

The light in Chu Jing's eyes darkened, and he remembered the young man's free and easy appearance when he first saw him dancing his sword. He had always had a good eye for picking people, and he had already seen Song Zhixia's potential at that time.

He had it, but now he lost it.

This feeling is like a hole has been dug out in the place that was once filled. Every time I dream back at midnight, I will be reminded once, and I will scratch my heart and liver, making it difficult to fall asleep.

Seeing him shining for others now, Chu Jing felt that it was difficult to control his breathing.

Want to possess, want to mark.

His eyes gradually changed.

Song Zhixia, who was on the shooting scene, didn't notice anything unusual. After a set of procedures was completed, he said goodbye to the staff with a smile. His shooting partner Gu Wan added him on WeChat and said enthusiastically, "Let's cook hot pot together some other day!"

Song Zhixia smiled and said yes, after cleaning up briefly, he walked into the elevator, bowed his head and texted the RV driver, asking when he would arrive.

As soon as he got out of the elevator, he was so tightly wrapped that even his own mother couldn't recognize who he was.

He walked out of the gate of the office building, exhaled lightly, and stood on the side of the road waiting for the driver to come over.

Not far away suddenly there was the sound of a car door being slammed, followed by an all-too-familiar voice: "Song Zhixia."

When Song Zhixia, who didn't even expose his eyes, heard the voice, only a few words remained in his mind: Good guy, is this person installed with surveillance?

He tilted his head and saw the man stepping out of the smooth car, the corners of his clothes were swept up by the wind, and the breeze brushed his sharp eyebrows.

With the wind and snow behind him, and the dim light cast by the street lamps on the ground, Chu Jing approached him step by step, and quickly walked in front of him.

Chu Jing was quiet for a while, and then said, "Where are you going? I'll see you off."

Song Zhixia said politely and distantly: "No need."

There was only a short distance of two steps between the two of them, but it seemed as if they were close to each other.

"Don't want me to give it to you," Chu Jing suddenly sneered, remembering the live broadcast he watched yesterday, and said harshly, "Yan Yu is fine?"

Song Zhixia tilted his head slightly, and said calmly, "That doesn't seem to have anything to do with you?"

I can't count how many times I was successfully ignited by Song Zhixia's words.

It has been like this since before he lost his memory, and it has become worse after he lost his memory.

Chu Jing held back his anger, but he couldn't attack it. He took a deep breath, took out a pack of cigarettes from his bag, took out one, lit it with a lighter, and brought it to his mouth.

Just when he was about to inhale, Song Zhixia stared at him intently. The brim of the young man's hat covered his brow bone, and the hood was pulled over the bridge of his nose, leaving only his eyes outside. Looking closely at each other, they looked crystal clear.

Rarely, Chu Jing remembered the scene when he called Song Zhixia over to punish him not long ago and forced him to smoke.

Song Zhixia doesn't know how to smoke, nor does she like to smoke.

Chu Jing paused for a moment when he put the cigarette into his mouth.

Song Zhixia took the initiative to ask, "Do you like smoking very much?"

Because of that pause, the cigarette was not smoked, and Chu Jing gently stroked the end of the cigarette with his fingertips: "It's okay."

"This hobby suits you very well," Song Zhixia thought for a while, "You can smoke more."

Chu Jing: "?"

Song Zhixia: "It's easy to get lung cancer and die quickly."

Chu Jing: "???"

He almost laughed angrily, crumpled the cigarette in his hands, and the depression in his chest became deeper and deeper.

If he couldn't find a breakthrough, he might be killed by Song Zhixia in the snow.

"What's going on in the live broadcast room?" Chu Jing finally couldn't hold back and asked, "Yan Yu is chasing you?"

Song Zhixia kicked the snow with his toes bored, and the snowflakes splashed around his shoes. He glanced at the direction the car was coming from, and glanced at Chu Jing, as if looking at an insignificant passerby: "What qualifications do you have to ask this?"

Those words were like pouring hot oil on a boiling flame, the flame multiplied exponentially and burned into a flaming mountain in an instant.

The forbearance, restraint, and concessions of the past two days were all wiped out.

The rudeness and violence engraved in the bones and blood rushed out, gushing out.

Before he even realized it, Chu Jing took a step forward, habitually grabbed Song Zhixia's wrist, and his voice became completely cold: "Say it again."

The wind and snow seemed to be isolated from the outside, and sparks were flying in the space that belonged to the two of them, and they might explode at any time.

Song Zhixia was not frightened by him at all, he raised his head and looked at him, and said word by word: "You hurt me, let go."

The word "pain" woke Chu Jing a little bit, but he still didn't let go, he just sneered and said, "What qualifications do I have? I've slept with you for three—"

Before the last word was finished, the person in front of him suddenly raised his hand and slapped him forcefully.

The blow was fast and precise. Before Chu Jing could react, his face was slapped aside heavily, and his hands were naturally loosened.

The smell of blood could not stop spreading in his cavity, and a little blood oozes from the corner of his mouth.

Song Zhixia's palms were numb, and he lost consciousness for a few seconds.

The corners of his eyes and brows were as cold as thin snow, and his voice trembled faintly, but was supported by a force, and his voice was steady: "I think you still haven't woken up from the wine you drank the day before yesterday."

Chu Jing raised his hand to wipe the corner of his lower lip, and the dark red blood line penetrated into the fingerprint, which was very conspicuous.

He stood up straight and didn't speak.

He was impulsive just now, and he didn't even think about what he said.

This was also the first time in his history that he was slapped while standing on the street, and the crisp sound made passers-by look over.

Chu Jing thought that he would lose his mind and let people deal with Song Zhixia directly, but he didn't feel any of the above.

His first reaction was, Song Zhixia is now a popular star, if there is such a big commotion, will there be paparazzi squatting around and writing random news?

When he woke up and caught his own thoughts, Chu Jing knew that he was done.

So clear-headed, knowing that the situation is out of control, knowing that he cares about Song Zhixia no longer just as a benefactor or a lover.

He obviously didn't remember anything, but Song Zhixia felt his heart throbbing. He continued: "Chu Jing, I am a living person, and I will hurt when I get beaten just like you. You said you didn't want to separate, but you Have you ever respected my opinion for even a second?"

"When I went to the hospital and pretended to be my boyfriend, I couldn't help but say that I wanted to take me away. I felt great when I found a doctor. I should be grateful for that."

"Come in and out of my room at will and want to take me away, for your control and selfishness."

"Wishful pretending to be deaf, thinking that I am making trouble with you unreasonably, just unwilling to face reality, like a child whose toys have been robbed."

"I naively waited downstairs in the hotel until dawn, and felt that this dedication touched me, and of course it should touch me."

"Every time I can't control my emotions, I will try to control me with violence, never thinking about whether I will get hurt."

One by one, one by one, all the masks were torn off and exposed in front of the two of them in the most authentic manner.

Chu Jing looked at those blue eyes. He had kissed and caressed those beautiful eyes before. They used to be as calm as water without any waves, but now they are full of coldness, fatigue, and red fruit. The fruit is almost clearly written in his eyes. Yes, disgusted.

He couldn't say any rebuttal words, and he was defeated by the sharp and direct language.

Before the amnesia, Song Zhixia was like Wang Shentan, black and bottomless, taking whatever he wanted, but after the amnesia, Song Zhixia was vivid and emotional, with a clear attitude, like a mirror, reflecting back all the negative feelings he felt.

Until this moment, Chu Jing seemed to be woken up, and suddenly realized what he had done all these years.

"How could you possibly consider that others will be hurt?" Song Zhixia said mockingly, "You always only care about yourself."

The cold wind blew across Song Zhixia's cheeks and lifted the broken hair on his forehead. He looked at him without moving, his blue eyes were as cold as a frozen lake in winter night, "If this is what you call liking and keeping."

"That's the most disgusting thing I've ever seen."

Words turned into sharp blades, stabbing the softest part of the heart directly, stirring constantly.

It was the first time that Chu Jing knew that a single sentence was so lethal that he, who had always been logical and clear-headed,