mistakenly compared you to a star

Soon came the day of shooting the MV.

On the rooftop of the CBD building, the sky is cloudless, and the colors captured by the camera are so pure and bright that Chu Zichen has an illusion for a moment. What he is in is not reality, but the inner world that Chu Chen has depicted for him in the sky. Down.

The fly in the ointment is that the wind is a bit strong. Although the artificial blower is omitted, standing at such a high place and wearing a thin shirt to blow the wind for half a day still makes Zichen feel a little unbearable.

The warm baby was already covered, but his hands and face were still cold. As soon as the filming stopped, Yan Ke was the first to rush over to put on a coat for him, and help him warm his face with a hot water bottle.

"Boss, don't spoil him, we need to touch up the makeup!" The makeup artist said helplessly.The person in charge of the live broadcast at the side felt that he had found the material, and quickly moved forward to the next camera, and captured the precious scene of Yan Ke warming Chu Zichen's cheeks, and the live broadcast room was immediately filled with "kswl" on the entire screen.

After finishing his makeup, Yan Ke reluctantly took off the coat from Chu Zichen and walked away.The director glanced at it: "No, the shirt shoulders are a little wrinkled by the coat, the costumer went over and adjusted it."

Hearing the director's instructions, a woman with long black hair and a baseball cap stepped out of the crowd and walked straight towards Chu Zichen.

At the moment on the set, the staff in charge of the live broadcast are paying attention to the public opinion in the live broadcast room, the director is lowering his hair and texting, the makeup artist is putting the tools back into the toolbox, Wang Jing is pushing the door in with the hot milk tea he bought for everyone, and Yan Ke was bending over at the photographer to check the footage he had just shot.

A slightly messy, yet relaxing moment.Only Chu Zichen felt that the woman walking towards him was a little strange, and she didn't seem to have appeared in today's shooting.

At this time, as if from the sixth sense, Yan Ke suddenly straightened up and looked at Chu Zichen.Noticing the woman who had come before Chu Zichen, the little doubt in his heart quickly turned into a huge suspicion and anxiety——

But before he had time to make a sound, the man suddenly stepped forward and locked Zichen's neck with his arms, pulling him back several steps abruptly, to the edge of the tall building.

The next second, he lifted his baseball cap with his other hand, and at the same time, his long black hair was lifted - it was a wig!

What was revealed was a gloomy and wretched face, those eyes, Yan Ke would never forget, were behind the car window glass, with a greedy and sinister glance like a hyena...

Chu Zichen's new song playing on the loudspeaker stopped abruptly, and was replaced by an ethereal female voice;

"forget him

等于 忘记 了 一切

It's like throwing away the direction

遗失 了 自己

忘记 他

It's like forgetting the joy

等于 将 心灵 也 锁住

with the pain"

Chu Zichen held his head in pain.

Even though he had only heard it once, Yan Ke quickly remembered the melody, and remembered everything caused by the melody... It was in the car in Washi, Zichen heard this song, fainted with a headache and was sent to the hospital !

He came, and the person hidden in the darkness appeared, and all kinds of clues were connected together according to intuition, which made Yan Ke suddenly realize that he hated his previous carelessness so much——

"Zhang Qiuli——no, you are Chu Song, right?" He roared with tearing eyes.

The man nodded without hesitation: "That's right. Yan Ke, don't worry, I didn't come here today to kill my nephew."

Hearing this sentence, everyone present was taken aback, except for the most direct party—Chu Zichen curled up in pain, twitching all over, as if his consciousness was not sober.

Chu Song strengthened his arm, and continued: "By the way, I would like to remind everyone at the scene that if someone acts recklessly, even if it's just a little finger, I might push Chu Zichen downstairs."

The staff who were about to shut down the live broadcast suddenly received a fierce glance from Chu Song, and were so frightened that they immediately withdrew their hands and did not dare to move.Only Yan Ke managed to remain calm:

"Chu Song, the live broadcast is on. If you kill him, you will die yourself. Have you thought it through!"

"Do you think I'm afraid of death? I've been in prison for ten years. After I got out of prison, I was penniless, I couldn't find a decent job, and my family members died. I don't care about this life for a long time."

As he spoke, he pinched Zichen's distorted face due to pain: "Also, don't forget, even if I dare not push him down, he might not be able to last long under the current music. After all, it was his mother's favorite song when he was a child." If he continues to listen to the music, will he become schizophrenic? Or personality disorder, annexation, disappearing? I don’t know what.”

Yan Ke's expression froze, his head went cold from head to toe.The truth turned out to be the case. This song represented the deepest childhood pain of Chu Chen and Zichen, lingering in his subconscious, as if he was destroying those self-defense walls.

Zichen is just one of the personalities of this body, he is too fragile, and this demon has mastered Zichen's biggest weakness... Killing Zichen's personality may not be considered murder, but for Yan Ke, it is. It's like taking your own life.

No, Zichen must not be lost, for this, he will pay all the price.

"Chu Song, just say what you want from me, stop the music, and don't hurt him!" Yan Ke tried his best to restrain the trembling of his voice, but it sounded a lot weaker.

Seeing Yan Ke's reaction, Chu Song narrowed his eyes in satisfaction, and sneered: "Okay. Yan Ke, now I want you to tell everyone how you killed my brother."

It hurts, it hurts... Chu Zichen's ears were buzzing, and he could only vaguely hear Chu Song's words.

He said, he is his own uncle?Also, who did Yan Ke kill...killed his younger brother?Is my younger brother... my father? ...

'If I really killed someone, would you be afraid of me? 'I don't know why, that time in the Washi cemetery, the words Yan Ke said suddenly popped into my mind.

Yan Ke stood silently more than ten meters away. Although his vision was blurred, he seemed to be able to see every detail of Yan Ke's face.What he knew was that Yan Ke would keep his eyes down and be silent like this only when he was thinking quickly about the solution.

He suddenly understood everything.He thought sadly that he should be the person who most wanted to believe that Yan Ke was innocent, but he was the first to have such an idea: what Chu Song said might be true...

The air was very quiet, everyone held their breath and looked at Yan Ke in disbelief.

Yan Ke stood in the center of everyone's sight, his back soaked in cold sweat.

Chu Song urged him arrogantly: "Speak up, tell all the details of your crime process and the people who can testify, otherwise your baby's life will be lost. You swore to Chu Zichen's fans Will take good care of him, have you forgotten?"

Yan Ke looked at Zichen without blinking, looking at the other person's pain and despair, as if a knife had been stabbed in his heart.

He kept clenching his fists, instinctively unwilling to bow his head, but the hope of resistance in his heart was quietly lost like quicksand.

Why, why did fate treat him like this? Is his sin really too serious?

Just a few days ago, he thought that life would finally get better, and it was so hard for him to look forward to such a day.

As long as Zichen is by his side, he doesn't need anything.He didn't want to go to jail, he didn't want to be separated from Zichen.

But he had no time to hesitate, Zichen had a splitting headache, as if he would be unable to hold on at any time.He has never been such a person who admits defeat easily. No matter how many times he encounters ups and downs in his fate, he is more willing to give it a go.But this time... If the bet was Zichen's life, he wouldn't have the guts to make the bet.

He is willing to throw in the towel.

Even if Zichen won't be by his side, he still hopes that Zichen can always be well.

As for your own sins, let yourself pay for it alone.

Yan Ke raised his hands: "Okay, I promise you. Chu Song, please stop the music first, otherwise you will not be able to hear what I say next."

Only these words were heard clearly in Chu Zichen's ears. He felt a biting despair and shouted desperately.

"No! Don't say it, you are not guilty, Old Yan! You are not guilty!!" Chu Zichen shouted until his voice broke.Live broadcast in front of everyone, admitting his crime?In that case, no one can save Yan Ke...

Yan Ke couldn't bear to see Zichen's weeping expression, so he slowly turned his eyes away.

Zichen, in such a situation, you are still doing your best to protect me...

But after you have heard my statement, maybe you won't feel sorry for me anymore.

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