Sick Shou was chased crazy by her ex-boyfriend

A smear of scarlet was slowly burning in the dark night, the light rain outside the window was rustling non-stop, there was no heating in the room, Xu Duhe was wearing a bathrobe that was blown up by the wind.

He is not addicted to cigarettes. In order to look better when filming, he may not have smoked for a long time. Today, he couldn't help but took out the long-buried Hongtashan from the suitcase.

The taste of nicotine almost invaded the entire mouth, spicy and strange, paralyzing the nerves.

It was pitch black outside, unlike the bright lights at night in Nanyou City, the entire Gutong Merchant fell into sleep, as if no lights had ever been turned on.

Although Xu Duhe's eyes were looking out, they didn't settle.

He held the cigarette case flat with his fingers until there was a knock on the door behind him. He looked back, and the phone on the table suddenly turned on, and it was already eleven o'clock in the evening.

After the mobile phone on the table turned on for a second, a small circle was rotated from the center of the mobile phone, and then there was a beep sound, and the only light in the room went out.

Before Xu Duhe walked over, he heard the sound of the door vibrating. It seemed that something was rubbing against the door, and then there was an obvious sound——someone was picking the lock.

He paused for a second, remembering that he checked before he came in to take a shower. There should be no cameras in this room.

Even the cameras in the aisles are covered in dust and probably won't be used long ago.

It is easy to attract thieves.

He wore soft slippers on the ground without making a sound, and stood silently in front of the door, waiting for the lock picker to open the door.

This lock cylinder has been in disrepair for many years, and it is a bit dull. After all, it has not been used for three or four years. Even steel can rust, which is normal.

He Wenyu is thinking about whether to find a new locksmith in a few days and renovate all the locks here.

Forget it, don't waste the money, no one will live here after they leave.

After chiseling the lock cylinder open, with a light pinch of the fingers, the small lock fell directly into the palm of the hand.

Behind him, the director Xu Shi just came in after watching his shooting equipment, and saw He Wenyu lowering his head, not knowing what he was fiddling with.

"How about it? Can the lock on my door be opened? Otherwise, just remove it. Don't worry, I will pay for it."

He Wenyu turned his head and said tiredly: "Isn't it already..." Is it ready?

The director turned his back to He Wenyu, stared at the tightly closed door, shook the tight lock with his fingers a few times, restrained himself and muttered: "This lock looks quite new, why did you open it?" Why don't you open it?"

He Wenyu put his eyes on the door facing the director, and the three numbers 406 were clearly written on it.

Looking down at the lock in the palm of his hand, he pointed to the room number on it and asked loudly, "Is this your room?"

The director looked back at him and nodded: "Yeah, did you bring up the pliers? Let me do it. I have done this in the crew before. I took a look inside and it was probably too damp so it was rusty. Pry it open, and find a master to change a new lock tomorrow."

"...?"

So whose lock did he pick?

He Wenyu held the small lock that had been picked open in the palm of his hand, and asked casually, "Well, who lives across from you?"

As soon as the words fell, the door opened next to him explained his doubts.

"its mine."

Xu Duhe's voice was still unusually hoarse, and He Wenyu, who was very sensitive to smells, immediately smelled the smell of smoke spreading all over his body.

He took a step back unconsciously.

Xu Duhe glanced at the broken lock cylinder that he had been pried into, and the lock had been taken away.

He lowered his eyes and gave a low laugh.

"..."

What He Wenyu received was a mockery of himself.

You are laughing ass.

He suppressed the irritability in his heart, and said indifferently: "Sorry, I thought this was the director's room."

Only then did the director see that Xu Duhe's door lock was picked.

His eyes lingered on the two of them, and the sense of an unknown third party suddenly appeared.

This little clerk didn't do it on purpose, did he? ?

Does he let the arranged room know where Xu Duhe lives?

Damn, if he hadn't come in time, the little clerk would probably have gotten in by picking the lock.

If he guessed correctly, this time happened to be the time when Xu Duhe just took a shower and went to bed!

Xu Duhe shook his head: "It's okay."

The air froze for a second.

He Wenyu could feel a glance above his head, but the other party just watched and didn't continue to speak.

He could only force his eyes to focus on the lock cylinder that he had broken.

In order to quickly end the embarrassing scene, he could only speak.

"Someone will come to fix it tomorrow. Tonight, just make do with it. The law and order in our bar is still very good."

"Public security?" Xu Duhe raised his eyebrows.

This question is a bit serious, because he is really worried about his own safety, and has a little suspicion about the security of a bar that doesn't even have a security guard at the door.

Even if He Wenyu found the wrong door and picked the wrong lock first, he still felt that Xu Duhe was looking for trouble now.

If I had known that the thunderstorm would kill me, you would not have let me in.

He Wenyu was depressed, gritted his teeth and gave a hypocritical smile.

"I will stay on the first floor of the bar all night tonight."

Before Xu Duhe could speak, he turned around and left.

"I'm angry."

Xu Duhe fiddled with the lock cylinder with his fingers, his eyes were smiling.

The director looked at He Wenyu's back, then turned to look at Xu Duhe, and asked, "What?"

Xu Duhe shook his head: "It's nothing."

Turn around and enter the room and close the door.

The director was left alone in the entire corridor, staring blankly at his own locked door and the picked lock on the opposite side, and could only lower his head and go downstairs to find He Wenyu.

what's the situation.

Why don't you unlock my lock before leaving?

bar first floor

He Wenyu handed him the pliers in his hand, and asked, "Can you use it?"

The director nodded: "Yes."

His eyes fell on He Wenyu's face.

It seems that his age should be about the same as Xu Duhe's. His face is very immature. It is obviously a milky face, but he has a cold temperament.

He has been in the entertainment industry for so long, and he has always had a good eye for seeing people. This little clerk can see that some wealthy family came here after it fell into decline.

But even if I stay in a small place for a long time, I feel a little careless.

You have to know, Xu Duhe, you really can't afford it!It took a lot of effort for me to cooperate normally to sign the contract!

The director coughed and patted him on the shoulder: "This time you helped us, I will remember it in my heart.

He Wenyu: "?"

The director continued: "If you go to Nanyou City in the future, you can come to me if you need anything."

He Wenyu: "."

Just because I gave you the pliers?

The director scratched his head: "Well...Let me remind you...he doesn't like men."

Not only as a director's reminder, he and Xu Duhe are more or less related, and he doesn't want his little nephew to embark on this road, and he is still passive.

Regardless of success or failure, people who eat entertainment circles will have some influence.

He Wenyu laughed, turned and went downstairs.

"Ok, I know."

Jiang Yao, who was wet again on the first floor, hurried in with a courier box.

The express station is just opposite the bar, and it takes only 5 minutes to go back and forth.

He Wenyu called people to stop, glanced at the things she held in her arms, and realized later: "You are wrong, the director is at 406."

Jiang Yao snorted, "I must have misheard, Brother Yu, do you have scissors, open the express delivery."

He Wenyu handed over the scissors on the front desk, frowned and looked at a small box: "What is this?"

He has never seen Jiang Yao buy anything online.

"Ah, this is..." Jiang Yao blinked her eyes: "Won't you know when you take it apart?"

The box was roughly torn open by Jiang Yao, revealing a few small silver bags inside, a bit like a cold spirit, with finely divided particles inside.

There is no name written on the packaging bag, not even the manufacturer's production date.

He Wenyu frowned, and it seemed that there was a string of German written at the bottom, which he couldn't understand.

Jiang Yao was also stunned for a moment, and explained: "It's just a candy. It's delicious. Would you like to try it? It's a small brand and it tastes very good. Last time I saw Boss Hua eating it, I asked him where he was. Bought some online."

Boss Hua is the owner of the B&B, and his surname is Wang. When Jiang Yao called him Lao Wang, he was always angry and kept silent.

He likes to grow flowers, and he can raise flowers that are obviously not suitable for the climate of Gu Tong Shang. When Jiang Yao is in a good mood, he calls him the flower boss.

He Wenyu really pulled out a bag and held it in his palm.

"is it?"

Jiang Yao opened her eyes wide and nodded.

"Brother Yu... well, it's a gift from a younger brother." Jiang Yao compromised: "You can't let me be single too, right?"

He Wenyu raised his head: "See you this Sunday."

Jiang Yao was pleasantly surprised: "Really? Don't go back on what you said."

She was so happy that she didn't ask why He Wenyu wasn't surprised by it.

He Wenyu saw her running upstairs in a hurry, probably going to have a phone conversation with her little one, and asked loudly, "You don't want this?"

"I honor you!"

The rain outside was still pattering, and white particles were exposed inside the unpacked bag, visually no different from the cold spirit he drank.

I sniffed it carefully, but there was no smell.

Just like what Jiang Yao said, it's sweet, like white sugar.

The taste was not as delicious as she described.

It is estimated that beauty is in the eye of the beholder, even a lemon is sweet.

Expressionlessly poured the whole package into his lips and swallowed dryly, thinking, forget it, I ate all the wedding candies.

At three o'clock in the morning, He Wenyu locked the glass door, turned off the lights on the first floor, and walked upstairs by the light of his mobile phone.

The weather of the last few days is being pushed on the phone, and there is also a reminder push of today's itinerary. He Wenyu clicks in. It is a long-distance van that he ordered on a certain software seven days ago, and the destination is Chengtianling.

After canceling with the driver, he paid the fee and deleted the order record and browsing history together.

His room is opposite to Jiang Yao, next to the stairs, and farthest from Xu Duhe's bedroom.

The sound of the key being inserted into the keyhole clicked, and it was very loud in the corridor. The room was considered clean, and there were clean sheets and quilt covers in the closet. It was already 01:30 after he packed it.

It was getting dark outside, and the rich warm moisture in the room after taking a shower made her cheeks red.

Opening the windows didn't help at all.

He sat on the bed and didn't fall asleep until he felt something was wrong.

too hot.

Even with the windows open and the wind blowing, I feel hot all over my body.

There was even a hot wet feeling from an unspeakable place.

He Wenyu sat up and sent a message to Jiang Yao asking, "What is that candy of yours?"

There was no reply for a long time, and he must have fallen asleep.

He stood up and wanted to go downstairs to get a bottle of ice wine, when he opened the door, he saw Xu Duhe walking out.

For a moment, He Wenyu didn't know whether to go out, or to pretend to close the door and stay in the room.

He bit the bullet and wanted to go downstairs as if he hadn't seen it, when his name was called out.

"He Wenyu."

Xu Duhe called him to stop, and said while walking: "Why didn't you sleep?"

He remembered that it was He Wenyu who worked regularly in the past, but he often stayed up late.

He Wenyu closed the door, the dark environment made it difficult for him to see Xu Duhe's face clearly.

"If you can't sleep, it's up to you."

After speaking, we will go downstairs.

Before going down the steps, the wrist was held by a finger, tightly and tightly.

After a while, scorching hot air wafted in my ears.

"You're hiding from me."

His tone was very firm, and he didn't know why he had the face to ask such a question.