secret movie

Such a "Duan Shu" was at a loss for a while.

After meeting eyes briefly, he looked away in a little embarrassment, and blurted out, "I'm here to find you...you said you were traveling with an important friend."

He knew that Duan Shu didn't have any other friends, and he also knew that Lu Zhi came here alone.

He does not believe that this important friend really exists.

"Duan Shu." Hearing what he said, the irritability of being disturbed gradually faded away. After looking at him for a while, he suddenly smiled: "It's night, why are you wearing a hat?"

Qi Wenxiao realized that this was a bright smile that he hadn't seen for a long time. It seemed that the person in front of him was a little strange, and even his voice was much softer. This made the anger and questioning that he had prepared in his chest suddenly disappear.

So he ignored the other party's irrelevant questions, took off his hat in a mysterious way, and brushed away his drooping hair, revealing the horrific fresh scar on his forehead.

His voice was very soft, unconsciously fading away the hypocrisy of the past, falling down like a dead leaf, and breaking fragile again.

"Brother Duan, I'm hurt."

When the man heard what he said, there seemed to be a flash of surprise in his eyes.

Then he took a few steps forward and looked at the wound on Qi Wenxiao's forehead very seriously, just like that late night a few years ago, when he was so close that his breath fell down.

The familiar scent of fougere lingered around, Qi Wenxiao's body suddenly tensed up, his fingers unconsciously clenched into fists, and then deliberately let go.

In Qi Wenxiao's bright black pupils, "Duan Shu"'s very close face and his raised hand were reflected in a daze.

He stretched out his hand, and slowly brushed over the terrible wound, his warm fingertips touched the uneven scar, like a winding and flickering flame, with a sigh that seemed to empathize with him.

"It looks painful."

It really hurts.

But this sudden touch was so warm that people forgot the pain.

Qi Wenxiao was immersed in this soft heat, almost giving birth to a dreamlike illusion.

At that moment, he thought that the time had returned to the night when he was rescued four years ago.

So dizzy, he was dazzled, and quietly swore in his heart.

He will not destroy this lifebuoy again.

Not anymore.

There was an unrealistic expectation in Qi Wenxiao's eyes, and he looked anxiously at the man who was always smiling in front of him.

The person met his gaze, and seemed to read all his emotions keenly, with a flash of light in his eyes.

Then, the man slowly let go of his hand, and approached his ear like a lover, the scorching heat burned his skin, and he held his breath stiffly, thinking that this was the favor of fate again.

He heard that intimate whisper.

"But... you've got the wrong person."

The voice was gentle and cruel.

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