who do you want me to replace

The atmosphere of the engagement banquet is getting more and more lively. I don't know what's going on outside. It's very lively. The noise is separated by a thick wall. The only effect is to make the inside more quiet.

Jiang Yu pursed his lips, and after calling out the name, the air was silent for a few seconds. He heard the person close at hand finally speak, and the voice was extremely familiar. There was no one else except Wen Feixun: "Then tell me, what is it?" How does it feel?"

"I don't know, maybe... It's about the same as you. You can feel it yourself, so you don't need others to describe it."

The palm pinching Jiang Yu's shoulder suddenly tightened, and Wen Feixun said in a deep voice, "You don't like me that much, how could it be the same?"

"...You can also know how much you like it? You know so much, understand so clearly, are you an emotional expert? What kind of understanding king are you?" Jiang Yu couldn't help but yell at him.

"What are you talking about?" Wen Feixun kept holding him tightly, his suppressed emotions were like a dormant beast in the dark, exhaling dangerous heat, and the disordered breathing rate made Jiang Yu feel that this person could no longer think rationally .

He frowned slightly and asked in a low voice, "What do you want to do?"

Wen Feixun asked back: "What do you think I can do?"

"Don't make yourself so wronged and innocent, Young Master Wen," Jiang Yu laughed, "During the time I was filming in Jinhai, you have been spying on me, right?"

"Do I have it?" Wen Feixun's voice was particularly hoarse in the darkness.

Jiang Yu searched the memories in his mind, and counted them one by one: "For several nights, I felt like someone had entered my hotel room, and Tang Yuntong's sudden departure, Qi Shaoyun's family had an accident, and the people who had been following me all the time Off-road vehicles, and... Jinhai Pickled Fish, which tastes exactly the same as Beicheng Restaurant, are all your masterpieces, Mr. Wen? You really are omnipotent, and there should be more than these, and there are others I haven't discovered, right?"

When normal people notice these behaviors, most of them would feel horrible and horrifying, especially when they sneaked into their room quietly at night, but Jiang Yu said it in a joking and casual tone, as if he had no fear at all. .

"You actually knew, you actually felt it..."

Wen Feixun's breathing became heavier again, as if he was stimulated. Even though there was a layer of darkness blocking him, Jiang Yu seemed to be able to see his heaving chest and turbulent heart, as if he would be bitten in the next second. Into the belly.

"Then you deliberately let others eat the first bite," Wen Feixun said in a hoarse voice, "I made that fish by myself, and the kid you invited on purpose, you provoked me on purpose, you are so hateful."

"Yes," Jiang Yu admitted bluntly, "I deliberately caught you, who knew that Young Master Wen could be so calm."

"Jiang Yu!" Wen Feixun growled and bit his neck.

"Hiss—" Jiang Yu tilted his head back, leaned against the wall in a daze, and after a while asked softly but uncompromisingly: "Is there anything else I haven't found? Tell me."

"... secretly took a lot of photos of you in the crew."

"Oh—then be careful not to leak it out. The movie hasn't been released yet, so spoilers in advance are not allowed."

"Don't think about your movie!" Wen Feixun's tone was a little impatient.

God knows that after he went to Jinhai, he watched Jiang Yu sink into such a gloomy mood and couldn't extricate himself from it every day, and watched Jiang Yu being haunted by nightmares and exhausting his energy every day, what a torment he felt in his heart.

Wen Feixun wanted to kidnap people directly for countless times, but told himself countless times that it was the worst solution. This kind of emotion has already formed. With his emphasis on and dedication to movies, these negative emotions are not to stop filming halfway. It can dissipate, and only when he is completely finished filming can he be cured slowly and completely.

Jiang Yu blinked a few times, still a little uncomfortable in the dark environment, and after a moment's pause, he asked, "What's in that photo?"

"Bed scene." Wen Feixun gritted his molars, and the simple words made Jiang Yu feel as if he saw the shadow of a sword for no reason.

He suddenly realized: "Oh—so you quickly got rid of Xiao Tang as soon as he was finished, what about Teacher Qi? How did she offend you? Did you hear any gossip? It's about the jade card How did you hear it? We didn’t speak loudly, who is your eyes and ears in the crew? Let me think about it... the assistant director?"

Wen Feixun put one arm behind his waist, and after hearing what he said, he suddenly pulled him over and pressed him against him, spraying his warm breath into his cochlea: "Jiang Yu, you really can bring people to you all the time." surprise……"

When he said this in a lazy tone, in Wen Feixun's eyes, he was extremely sexy.

"Each each other."

Jiang Yu said that he was tired, and his spirit was a little tired. He stretched out his hand and pushed Wen Feixun, but his wrist was suddenly grabbed. Wen Feixun asked in his ear, "Did you pay attention when you came here before?" What's next to this box?"

Jiang Yu didn't know, so: "...the elevator?"

"bingo."

The door of the box was suddenly opened from the inside, Wen Feixun took his hand tightly and walked out, the light outside was still dim, and the people in the arena gathered in front, surrounded by Liu Chunhua and Du Yao, and the cake, as if in a Heckling what to ask the two of them to do.

"What are you doing?" Jiang Yu twitched his hand lightly, but didn't twitch.

"Kidnap you."

Jiang Yu's face was struck by lightning: "Are you sick, Wen Feixun?"

But after thinking about it, Wen Feixun even did outrageous things like secretly filming him and monitoring him, so why can't he do something like kidnapping him?

And I even turned a blind eye to being secretly filmed by him and being watched by him, so what is there to be afraid of being kidnapped by him?

With a stiff face, he was dragged into the elevator by Wen Feixun, but with a quick glance, he found that no one seemed to have noticed them.

After regaining consciousness, I found that the elevator was not going down, but was going up.

"Where are you going to kidnap me?"

"Go somewhere where no one else is."

"Why do this?"

Wen Feixun glanced at him: "In order to make you fall in love with me as soon as possible."

Jiang Yu: "..."

With some unspeakable emotions in his heart, he took a deep breath and looked at Wen Feixun's face. Wen Feixun probably saw him every day, but for him, he hadn't seen this person since he went to Jinhai to film.

It's a little thinner, the lines on his face are much sharper, and even the aura around him is too cold to get close to.There was a gloomy layer of frost between the brows, but when his eyes passed over him, the frost and snow melted a little more strangely, revealing a deep and deep love that cannot be melted away.

"Go to a place where no one is there, so why doesn't the elevator go down, but go up? You don't want to take me to jump off the building together, do you?"

That would be like going to a place where no one is there.

The expression on Wen Feixun's face was speechless for a moment, and then became sullen again: "Don't try to escape, and don't think about who can save you."

"...Where did your brain circuit go? Did I say anything to escape?"

"Anyway, those people in your company surnamed Tang don't want to find you, and you don't think about them every day." Wen Feixun lowered his eyes and added, "You can't think about anyone."

Jiang Yu was slightly suffocated for breathing. From just now until now, they had not talked about Xia Ran's problem, but he knew that this problem was a thorn in Wen Feixun's heart.

Wen Feixun said that he couldn't think about anyone, but Jiang Yu knew that when he said this, he had no confidence and his heart was hanging in the air. He didn't get enough sense of security from Jiang Yu, so even if Wen Feixun Xun wanted to start over, was willing to start over, and 'forced' Jiang Yu to start over, but he still had panic and distrust of Jiang Yu in his heart.

"I—" The depression accumulated during the filming is difficult to dissipate after a day or two of filming, and it has been affecting him. Jiang Yu is somewhat psychologically uncontrollable tired, not for Wen Feixun, but this kind of Tiredness came and went like a tide, he was eroded by the tide at the moment, and wanted to say something, but suddenly there was a sense of powerlessness, as if everything he said was a sophistry.

Maybe Wen Feixun was right to take him away at this time.

But when Jiang Yu saw the helicopter parked on the roof of the hotel, he became skeptical again.

"Is this the means of transportation for your kidnapping trip?" His eyes clearly complained about the unreliability of this means of transportation.

But Wen Feixun still said "don't try to escape", so he pulled him up forcefully.

"...Do you have a pilot's license?" Jiang Yu asked.

Wen Feixun gave him a hard look and fastened his seat belt.

Jiang Yu sighed, and didn't ask any more questions. The mobile phone in his pocket was taken away by Wen Feixun in the box, and he couldn't contact the outside world. Although Zhong Mo gave him half a month's leave, within half a month I couldn't get in touch once, and I couldn't see anyone. I don't know if she was in a hurry.

When the helicopter took off, he suddenly remembered something, and asked again: "Have you applied for a route with the air traffic control department? We won't be bombarded to death while flying, right?"

Wen Feixun controlled the joystick expressionlessly, ignoring him.

"Forget it," Jiang Yu relaxed and leaned on the back of the chair, looking at the scenery outside the glass window in boredom, and said lightly, "If you die, you will die."

Hearing this, Wen Feixun trembled his fingertips involuntarily, pursed his lips tightly into a straight line, looked at him gravely, and turned his head back without saying a word, but an imperceptible panic and worry passed between his brows.

The atmosphere of silence in the small space was spreading, but Jiang Yu didn't think there was anything wrong with it. He had felt this way before. It seemed that when he was with Wen Feixun, he didn't feel embarrassed even if he had nothing to say, and he was always quite at ease. .

The recent exhaustion has not disappeared. Yesterday I rested at home for a day, but my energy was not so full. I still didn’t have much energy. I just dealt with a few people in the banquet hall. After talking, I feel tired again Now, once this kind of psychological fatigue swept over, I didn't even bother to move my fingers.

He adjusted his sitting posture, leaned on the seat, and slowly closed his eyes.

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