Self-cultivation of men's team facade

"Tell me, what do you want me for? I told you, don't come to me if you have nothing to do." Hearing the signal signal of knocking on the door twice, Shen Jiaze opened the door unhappily, and reluctantly let Someone came in sideways.

The visitor was dressed in a very strict disguise, wrapped in black from head to toe, with long sleeves and trousers, and a peaked cap on top of his head, so that almost no skin was exposed.

Shen Jiaze answered his call first, and when he learned that he was coming, he was extremely annoying, but he still opened the door.

After they all entered Shen Jiaze's house, the visitor carefully checked the doors, windows and the surroundings before taking off the peaked cap on his head and showing his face.

It was Song Jian.

Seeing his cautious look, Shen Jiaze couldn't help crossing his arms around his chest, tilted his head lazily, and snorted coldly with a mocking face, mocking mercilessly: "If you're so cowardly, why are you here?"

Song Jian swept away the elegant and gentle image before, and his dark and cold eyes wrapped around Shen Jiaze like a snake. He grabbed Shen Jiaze's neck and pushed him down on the floor with all his strength. So arrogant in front of me, Shen Jiaze."

Shen Jiaze was thrown defenseless by his sudden blow, his body had already collapsed, and before he could react, he was thrown to the ground by Song Jian.

Song Jian did use his strength, Shen Jiaze coughed a few times in discomfort, and tightened his eyebrows, but he was not in a hurry, lying on the floor still in a lazy state, and even grinned provocatively at Song Jian with eight teeth, He showed a bright smile, and yawned as if he didn't care: "Ahem...then...then you can do it...cough...kill me, anyway...cough...you are not... Didn't do it."

After speaking, the words were cold and low.

Song Jian let go of the hand that was pinching Shen Jiaze's neck, ignored his violent coughing, rubbed his wrists, and stood up straight.

"Get up, I have something to tell you."

Shen Jiaze coughed for a long time before gradually panting evenly. After adjusting his breathing, he sarcastically said: "... When did you come to find me? It's not because of your so-called business."

Song Jian ignored his provocation, went straight to the sofa and sat down, and saw that the coffee table and the floor were piled up with foreign wine bottles of various colors, thrown around in a disorderly manner, and there were still a few wrapped bottles in the corner of the floor. The yellow paper bag, I knew it immediately.

However, he is rational by nature, and he never competes with others in this matter, he only raises his eyes and glances at Shen Jiaze, his eyes are contemptuous, like watching rats scurrying around in the gutter.

Shen Jiaze knew what his gaze meant, so he clenched his teeth tightly until he tasted a bit of blood on the tip of his tongue before suppressing his violent emotions. Slowly dripping down from the palm of your hand.

It's just that the room was dim, Shen Jiaze lowered his head slightly, his expression was hidden in the dark, even more obscure.

"Lu Jiusi is still alive." Song Jian said such heavy words when he opened his mouth.

Shen Jiaze finally couldn't bear it any longer. He rushed forward and grabbed Song Jian by the collar, and roared angrily, "Enough is enough! You're endless! Are you interested in mentioning him over and over again! Are you going to go again?" Toss who, and use him as an excuse?!"

"What I said last time is true." Song Jian brushed Shen Jiaze's hand away without haste, straightened her collar, and said coldly, "It depends on the evidence, right?"

As she spoke, Song Jian slowly took out her phone from her pocket, turned on a certain audio, and clicked the play button.

"Sisi! Baby! Ah Li...you can't..." Song Jian tapped the phone on the coffee table with a gloomy expression, and Shen Xiuzhi's voice came out intermittently from the phone.

"I have already found a chance to install a bug in Shen Xiuzhi's villa. It's very simple. He often doesn't go back when he's filming, but the cleaning lady always fixes those cleaning companies. With a little thought... I can install it in his house. up."

Hearing the content of Shen Xiuzhi's words, Shen Jiaze froze. After a while, he turned his face away, tried his best to keep his gaze away from the phone, and sneered coldly.

"... Even Shen Xiu's house is bugged, you won't become a pervert!"

"In the beginning, I just wanted to win the character who was pre-appointed to be Lu Jiusi, and I just wanted to match what he liked. Later, I felt that there was no need to specially dismantle it... Otherwise, how could I find such a good thing." Shen Xiuzhi shut it down The recording took the phone back.

"So you want to say that your absurd guess last time was right. Lu Li's body is filled with the soul of Lu Jiusi. You think such a nonsensical thing is possible... Are you really crazy?" Shen Jiaze He twitched the corners of his lips with a half-smile, and sat down on the sofa with a bored expression.

"Is this recording the evidence? I think Shen Xiuzhi has lost his mind. He has gone so mad that he mistook others for Lu Jiusi."

"Shen Xiuzhi won't joke about Lu Jiusi." Unexpectedly, Song Jian said so firmly.

Seeing that Shen Jiaze seemed to be hit by this sentence, he just changed his position after sitting relaxed in the "big" shape, Song Jian immediately understood his thoughts, and twitched the corner of his mouth coldly: "What? Did you hurt your feet? Sure enough, unlike someone else, Shen Xiuzhi has always been Lu Jiusi's best friend, and no one can replace him..."

"Shut up!!" Shen Jiaze stood up abruptly, only to hear a loud bang, the wine bottle was touched by his toes, and instantly rolled away for a long distance, knocking down a large area.

"The reaction is so strong, isn't it just because what you said is right?" Song Jian sarcastically said without worry, "What's more, you are the one who betrayed him. Why, do you still expect yourself to be forgiven? He is not dead , you should be the most uncomfortable person, because he will hate you, so disgusted that even looking at you is superfluous... If you think about it this way, shouldn't you prefer him to die... What? Didn't I Speaking?"

"Shut up! Shut up!! Shut up!!" Shen Jiaze grabbed Song Jian by the collar and punched him in the face.On the contrary, Song Jian didn't intend to resist, and let Shen Jiaze punch him in the face a few times.

It's just that Song Jian's obtrusive smile hung on his face, Shen Jiaze clenched his fist and raised it high, looking at that face, he couldn't beat him down.

As Song Jian said, he became angry because he was hit by the rumor.

Shen Jiaze couldn't refute at all, he could only lower his hand in vain, and let go of Song Jian's collar weakly.

"I don't want to hear you talking about such boring things as whose soul goes to whose body, get the hell out of here." Shen Jiaze slumped on the sofa with his whole body weak, opened a bottle of wine on the coffee table and started to drink, ignoring the side Song Jian.

"Don't you forget, you've already done it before, so you don't want to take it out now, do you?" Song Jian leaned lazily on the back of the sofa, and slapped away the wine bottle in Shen Jiaze's hand with a wave of her hand , The wine bottle hit the ground with a "snap".

Shen Jiaze just let Song Jian numbly wave his wine bottle to the ground, then reached out to pick up another bottle of wine from the coffee table, poured it straight into his mouth and started drinking it.

Seeing his completely lifeless appearance, Song Jian snorted: "You will never forget that I have something against you, right?"

Shen Jiaze was still drinking, unmoved.

"It's been up to now, why are you still pretending to be innocent and regretful here? You were the one who betrayed you at that time. If you really had the pain you showed, you wouldn't have done it back then, right? You, my favorite Isn't it still you? You are just a coward. If that's the case, don't pretend to be a lover now? Can he see this decadent look? It's not just for self-satisfaction. "

"...What exactly do you want?" Shen Jiaze had lost the strength to retort.As Song Jian said, if he really... had that courage, he wouldn't betray Lu Jiusi.In the final analysis, he is still too cowardly, or...

"Or, you are jealous. Because the most important thing in his heart is not you, right." Song Jian sharply picked out the darkness in his heart, Shen Jiaze paused, put his right hand into his hair, and rubbed it hard a handful.

"Stop talking." Shen Jiaze coldly interrupted him, "Song Jian, tell me what you want. You just want to use me, so just tell me."

Yeah, how can you not be jealous.

Who can get closer to him than Shen Xiuzhi? Why can he show such an expression to Shen Xiuzhi...

If he could, he didn't want to betray.

However, if he is not the most important one, then... just don't want him at all.

just...just...

Why is it so painful after he leaves?

Could Lu Li really be him?

After Song Jian finished explaining and left, Shen Jiaze was still sitting blankly on the floor of the dark room, the scattered wine bottles beside him rolled all over the place, and the entire room with the tightly drawn curtains was not at all light.

Shen Jiaze stretched out his index finger, pressed it onto the empty wine bottle and rolled around on the floor. He put his knees together and buried them in his knees. Tears flowed from his eyes, soaking his knees.

It's different from what Song Jian said.

He did betray Lu Jiusi for himself.But...he wasn't without regrets.He really regretted it, because he was selfish, he only thought about himself, and because of that bit of jealousy that was not worth mentioning, he made the best person in the world...

lost.

If... if...

If this person is still there, as Song Jian said, he must be hating him.

But... for a moment, Shen Jiaze felt that hatred is also good, at least... hate is deeper and longer than love.

at least……

In terms of hatred, in that person's heart, he can finally rank first.

Shen Jiaze raised one hand and inserted it into his hair, messing it up. He lowered his eyes and twitched the corners of his mouth as if mocking himself.

only……

compared to those.

Sure enough, I still want to see him.

Sure enough, I still want to be liked by him.

The author has something to say:

I went to bed very early yesterday, so it didn’t change to 555