I became a group favorite after dressing up as a beauty

Song Xingbai huddled next to Fu Zhixi, tightly clutching the other's hand, he didn't sleep comfortably and frowned slightly, as if he had some bad dream.

He didn't forget to grab his own hand when he fell asleep, Fu Zhixi's heart felt weak when he saw it, he raised the other hand that was not held, and smoothed the other's brow.

Move carefully, for fear of waking up the other party.

But for Song Xingbai, who was restless in his sleep, just a little movement could wake him up, and he woke up when that hand fell between his eyebrows.

Opening his eyes suddenly, what he saw was Fu Zhixi's gentle eyes, and the faint light from the small desk lamp on the bed cabinet made him see the other person's expression clearly.

Those eyes seem to be looking at treasures, and they are cautious when asking others.

Song Xingbai blinked several times in a daze before he realized that the other party had woken up.

He stroked Fu Zhixi's forehead which was covered with gauze, and asked distressedly, "Does it still hurt?"

After a few seconds, Song Xingbai heard the other party say, "It doesn't hurt anymore."

"If you don't hurt me, I will." With a muffled voice, he leaned closer to the other party, "I'm scared to death."

He was like a cat coquettish with its master, with a soft voice that made the hearts of those who listened tremble.

Fu Zhixi adjusted his posture, hugged him in his arms, patted him on the back, and coaxed him like a child: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

"Humph."

Imperial Red Light District.

Han Zixin was so drunk that he fell sideways in the alley. He thought of Song Xingbai's death.

People in the Song family would be in pain, imagining the faces of those people in pain, they couldn't help laughing, and then took another sip of wine.

Song Xingbai deserved his death, who made him ruin his own good things repeatedly, and Song Yanchuan from the Song family, he was the one who caused him to be kicked out of the house.

Han Zixin was enjoying himself when he saw someone walking towards him in a daze. He looked carefully, oh, it was the police, and these people who were serving the people in the open also came here to hang out behind their backs.

A sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of Han Zixin's mouth, and just as he was about to tease those people, he suddenly realized that these people were coming for him.

He felt bad in his heart and ran away, but he ran too late and was caught within a few steps. When the cold handcuffs were handcuffed to his hands, he knew that he was completely finished this time.

The matter of arresting Han Zixin went smoothly, and all of this depended on the powerful forces behind the Song family. If it were an ordinary family, this matter might not be resolved.

The news that Han Zixin was arrested and imprisoned quickly reached the ears of the Han couple. Since the bankruptcy of the Han family, they have become ordinary citizens and their lives are not good.

After knowing that her son, who had been missing for so long, had committed a crime and went to jail, Mother Han fainted on the spot.

I don't know which staff member likes to be lively, took photos of the scene at the time of the incident, edited the copy and sent it to the scarf.

Probably in order to get popular, he also contacted the big V marketing account, so the rumor about "Fu Zhixi and Song Xingbai died in a car accident" quickly spread on the scarf.

There were pictures and the truth, causing those fans who didn't know the situation to believe it, and millions of fans couldn't sleep that night because of the discomfort.

They all stared at the scarf hoping to see clarification, but they waited for a long time without any news, and their hearts cooled down a little bit.

——Brother Fu will be fine.

——The stars will be fine, right!

——The stars are so good, there must be nothing wrong.

——They will definitely be fine, everyone, don't think too badly about things, let's wait for the result.

——Ask about Brother Xingxing's scarf!The second brother must know something!

—Yes, yes, let's go and ask.

After taking care of things, Song Xiao picked up his phone and looked:?

Why did he have so many private messages? When he clicked on the private message, he froze on the spot.

The subway, the elderly, the mobile phone.

After opening the link sent in the private message, he realized what happened. It turned out that someone was wantonly spreading rumors about their star.

Okay, the three things were dealt with, but he didn't pay attention to the things on the Internet, so he took a screenshot and sent the picture to his assistant.

[Find out this person. 】

【OK. 】

After explaining this matter, he opened the scarf to edit the message and send it out.

Song Xingbai's second brother V: Xing Xing is fine, Fu Zhixi is fine, don't worry, go to bed early.

Judging from the short and concise copywriting, Song Xiao was really angry this time.

Fans who already thought that something unexpected happened to them: dumbfounded.

It took them a while to realize that the person they were worried about was safe and alive.

The hanging heart fell.

——Xing Xing and Brother Fu are fine!

I don't know who left a sentence in the comment area: Thank you, second brother! !

Fans who came later copied and pasted one after another. Song Xiao, who suddenly gained so many "sisters", said that he only had Xing Xing.

The assistant quickly found out that the person spreading the rumors was that Song Xiao, an intern in the program's photography team, was not soft-hearted at all, and directly cut off the back of the person.

Rumor making may not be a big deal to the rumor makers, just a casual remark, but it is very important to fans who like stars and them.

Since he dared to spread rumors, he must be able to bear the consequences.

The farce was over before dawn.

When the morning sun seeped into the room through the curtains of the ward, the two hugging each other on the bed hadn't woken up yet.

It was Fu Zhixi who opened his eyes first, seeing the young man sleeping so soundly in his arms, he didn't have the heart to wake him up.

Song Xingbai's sleeping cheeks were flushed, and his exhaled breath hit Fu Zhixi's chest one after another. Suddenly, his long and dense black eyelashes trembled, and he slowly opened his eyes.

Song Xingbai had just woken up, his eyes were still blurry and not focused, and it took him a while to see clearly. He slightly raised his head to look at Fu Zhixi and said, "When did you wake up?"

Because she just woke up, her voice was soft as if she was acting like a baby.

"just."

"I'm hungry, let my second brother bring food over."

Song Xingbai said this as a matter of course, because he knew that his second brother must be staying near the hospital, or waiting for him to wake up at the door of the ward.

He took out his mobile phone from under the pillow and called his second brother. As soon as he got through, he said, "Second brother, I'm hungry and want to eat."

Song Xingbai's guess was accurate. Song Xiao had been waiting outside the ward early in the morning. In order not to delay the processing, he brought the computer along with him.

The kind nurse provided him with a ward, which was next to Song Xingbai's ward.

The second he received Xing Xing's call, he went downstairs to buy food near the hospital.

After finishing the phone call, Song Xingbai got up from the bed, and the moment he climbed out of bed, he saw Fu Zhixi also sitting up, because his back was injured, so he didn't put on his shirt.

The muscular upper body is wrapped in gauze, and the abdominal muscles on the chest are faintly visible.

This person is completely grown in his aesthetics.

Song Xingbai: Trying to empty my mind.