Scumbag ex, your white moonlight is staring at me

Tong Yang was struggling there, but a hand was silently placed on his shoulder.

Then Zhou Feng's voice came from next to his ear: "Little Tong, what are you doing? Waiting for you for a long time."

Then Zhou Feng's big face broke into Tong Yang's cell phone camera clearly, and it was face to face with Tong Yang.

"Yo, who is this, your friend, ah, isn't this who? The one who played the role of a policeman—what's his name, Yu Zetong!"

Excitedly, Zhou Feng patted Tong Yang's shoulder wildly while yelling, "Oh, hey, you still know him, he's well connected."

Tong Yang was so photographed that he could hardly stand up straight, and his eyes were still fixed on the phone screen.

Yu Zetong's expression didn't change, but he greeted him politely: "Hi, what's your name?"

"You call me Coach Zhou, I'm Xiao Tong's Sanda coach, oh Mr. Yu, my mother really likes your TV series."

"Thank you."

"Have you been filming TV series again recently? I think you are wearing a military uniform from the Republic of China? You are so upright and energetic!"

"Thank you."

Tong Yang, who was standing by the side, held his forehead silently, okay, Zhou Feng was too excited, he chatted with Yu Zetong with his mobile phone, and it was endless.

However, coach, I think you should take it easy, and hook up this dad's mental illness for a while, neither of us can get better...

Although Yu Zetong has become quite normal recently, and is quite gentle occasionally, but who can guarantee that he will not get sick?

Zhou Feng was still babbling, but Tong Yang was a little startled watching from the side.

"I said, Mr. Yu, are all your actors so handsome? You are much more handsome than Tong Yang. Tong Yang's small body looks like a little girl—"

"Forgive me, Mr. Zhou, if your body is photogenic, it will widen infinitely, and the effect..." Yu Zetong paused, "You only look good when you are photogenic like Yangyang."

Zhou Feng wanted to say something, but Yu Zetong said, "Please ask Yangyang to answer the video, I have something to tell him."

Zhou Feng wanted to chat for a while, but Tong Yang jumped up, snatched the phone, and ran away with it.

After finally finding a secluded place, Tong Yang breathed a sigh of relief when he turned his head to confirm that Zhou Feng hadn't followed.

"Senior Yu, you, don't talk to Zhou Feng, he, he's not very good at talking..."

"Yangyang, are you worried about him?"

"No...he's as strong as a cow, I don't have anything to worry about." I'm worried that you'll be so stimulated that you'll fly back overnight.

"He said he was your Sanda coach, are you learning Sanda?"

"Um……"

"What do you want to learn Sanda well?"

"It's nothing, just keep fit, what if you need it in the later stage?" It can also beat you up when you are sick.

"That's good." Although he saw Tong Yang and Zhou Feng's close contact, Yu Zetong was not angry or sick, and was extremely gentle.

How is this going? ?

Is the disease really cured? ?

……

In the hotel...

Yu Zetong was sitting on a chair, still wearing the military uniform of the Republic of China.

The manager called: "Zetong, are you ready? I'm leaving for the set in 10 minutes."

Yu Zetong said lightly, "Okay."

He stood up, his slender figure was wearing military uniform, and he looked even more upright and handsome. He gently rolled up his sleeves and took the razor from the sink.

The razor was new, the blades shining brightly in the bathroom light.

Yu Zetong scratched his left arm expressionlessly.

This stroke was merciless and deep, and blood flowed out immediately. He straightened his arm, and the blood dripped into the sink, soon staining the snow-white ceramics red.

Yu Zetong remained expressionless, as if he didn't feel any pain at all, he quietly turned on the faucet, rinsed his injured arm, and then treated it briefly.

Very proficient, as if it has been done thousands of times.

Only in this way can his manic mood calm down slowly and become calmer.

Pain always wakes up.

Since the accident a year ago, it seemed that another person lived in his body, jumping out from time to time to control his emotions, and he tried his best to suppress those crazy thoughts.

He couldn't control the dangerous thoughts that came up from time to time when he faced Tong Yang, this was the only way for him to calm down.

"Yangyang, I won't scare you, I will wait for you slowly." He said to his indifferent expression in the mirror, although his expression was indifferent, there seemed to be faint flames dancing in his eyes.

The phone rang again. It should be that the manager had gone downstairs. He simply bandaged the wound, put down his sleeves, and turned around to leave.

……

Tong Yang was full of doubts and finished dinner with Zhou Feng, and was just about to take a taxi back when he heard a car horn coming from the side of the road.

Tong Yang turned his head and saw that it was Yu Zetong's car. Jiang Qi was leaning against the window, looking like he was about to fall asleep. Seeing Tong Yang approaching, Jiang Qi immediately became more energetic.

"Mr. Tong, you are ready to eat. I'm about to fall asleep."

"Why are you here?" Tong Yang was a little strange.

"Brother Yu called me at night and insisted that I come here to pick you up, and said that I must send you back to Dao Zhou's house."

While speaking, Jiang Qi jumped down and opened the car door for Tong Yang, "Come on, get in the car."

Tong Yang: Just now he said he was no longer sick, but did he torment Jiang Qi?

There was no need to provoke him in these matters, Tong Yang sighed, said goodbye to Zhou Feng, and then got into Jiang Qi's car.

When I got home at night, Tong Yang couldn't sleep.

After hesitating again and again, he still called Yu Zetong.

The call was connected quickly, and it was Yu Zetong who answered it.

"Yangyang, are you home yet?"

"Hmm... What about you? Are you still filming?"

"Well, do you want to see the set?" Yu Zetong asked.

"A little bit..." Tong Yang murmured.

Yu Zetong sent a few photos on the set on WeChat, one of which was him wearing a major general's military uniform and standing under artillery fire.

His expression is resolute and his body is tall and straight.

Tong Yang blushed a little.

"I, I hang up, you concentrate on filming."

"Okay, rest early."

Just as Tong Yang was about to hang up, he heard Yu Zetong's gentle voice over there: "Yangyang, do you miss me?"

Tong Yang said: "No, the two big men have something to think about, so hurry up and film."

"Okay." Yu Zetong said with a smile.

After hanging up the phone, Tong Yang lay on the bed without speaking for a long time.

Do you want Yu Zetong yourself?Impossible, I don't like men, and I don't like him, but it's because he always kisses me when he gets sick, and I keep following him in order to prevent him from getting sick.

This is caring for the mentally ill.

Yes, it's not that I like it, it's just that I don't want to get crazy.

Anyway, they are all men, no one will suffer if they kiss or hug each other.

That's it!

When Tong Yang was in a daze, Xiuxiu ran to Tong Yang's room holding a rabbit doll: "Brother, brother."

Tong Yang sat up: "What's wrong, Xiuxiu."

Tong Xiuxiu raised the rabbit doll in her hand and was about to speak, but she froze for a moment: "Brother, your face is so red."

When Tong Yang touched it, his face was a little hot.

He was helpless.

"My brother is a little hot."

"I'll turn on the air conditioner for you." Xiuxiu said, and turned on the air conditioner in Tong Yang's room, and was afraid that her brother would not be able to lower the temperature, so she deliberately turned on the lowest temperature.

A gust of cold wind blew over Tong Yang's head and face.

Tong Yang: ...

Xiuxiu: "Brother, are you feeling better?"

Tong Yang: "It's comfortable...Ah Choo!" Frozen to death! !

Xiuxiu: "Hey, why are you sneezing?"

Tong Yang said silently: "I... rhinitis."

Xiuxiu suddenly realized, turned around and ran away. Tong Yang hurriedly grabbed the remote control of the air conditioner, and just about to turn off the air conditioner, he saw Xiuxiu running in with a cup of warm water.

She came to Tong Yang and stuffed a small white pill in Tong Yang's hand: "Allergy medicine."

Tong Yang: Where did you get these! !

Tong Xiuxiu blinked her big eyes and looked at Tong Yang: "Brother, brother, eat it, you won't be allergic after eating it."

Tong Yang: OK, I will eat.

Brother's soul burned again.

But every time I burn, it seems that I am the one who gets burned...

What do you feed your brother every day! !

Seeing that Tong Yang finished taking the medicine, Tong Xiuxiu nodded with satisfaction, helped Tong Yang lie on the bed, covered him with the quilt, and patted his head.

"Brother, go to bed early, and you won't feel uncomfortable when you wake up."

Tong Yang was very moved.

As a result, within a few seconds of being moved, Tong Xiuxiu found that the air conditioner in the room was turned off. She looked at the air conditioner for a while in a strange way, and then looked at the remote control on the bed.

"Why is the air conditioner turned off?"

"Probably because I accidentally bumped into it just now." Tong Yang said.

"Then let me put away the remote control for you." Tong Xiuxiu said, "In order not to accidentally touch it again."

Then Tong Xiuxiu turned on the air conditioner, took the remote control and left...

Tong Yang: If I catch a cold, it's definitely not a common cold, it's love's cold, Ah Choo! !