mistakenly compared you to a star

The surrogate driver arrived soon, started the Land Rover, and drove to the hotel address on Chu Zichen's newspaper.

The two sat side by side in the back seat, and the strong smell of alcohol diffused in the confined space, carrying a bit of poignant tenderness.

Chu Zichen silently looked at Yan Ke's slightly tired eyes from the side.Facing the person they love, people probably have the urge to confess themselves, but he still wants to tell Yan Ke what he really thinks.

This is his lover.Chu Zichen felt that no matter what Yan Ke said to him, he would do his best to understand and tolerate him. In turn, Yan Ke should treat himself in a similar way.

He tentatively opened his mouth softly: "Brother Yan, sometimes I feel that I'm really not good at acting..."

"'You feel?"

"It's not just me, other people in the crew are talking about me, not to mention Director Long, Gu Yinan, and..." He was about to talk about Lu Kuan, when he suddenly remembered Yan Ke's previous instructions to him, and hurriedly stopped Stop talking.

However, I still don't know where I leaked my thoughts.Yan Ke squinted his eyes and snorted lightly: "There's Lu Kuan, right?"

Even though he was not speaking as fast as usual because of drunkenness, Yan Ke's mind was still so clear.Chu Zichen instinctively felt guilty: "How do you know..."

Yan Ke adjusted his sitting posture and leaned more comfortably in the seat: "How do I know...you are bound to fire CP, and you will be competitors in the future. It will be good for him to suppress you."

Before Chu Zichen could explain, Yan Ke closed his eyes in disappointment, and said in a cold tone, "Ah Chen, I am your manager, they are nothing to you. Who should you trust, it is not enough yet is that clear."

For some reason, Chu Zichen felt a little uncomfortable.He wanted to say that he didn't think Lu Kuan was that kind of person, but he lacked confidence.Besides, he didn't understand why he had the urge to confront Yan Ke for such an unfamiliar person.

But such absurd thoughts were only fleeting, and he quickly returned to calm, and found the topic he wanted to talk about at the beginning.

"Brother, of course I trust you the most. Let's not talk about him. Mainly my fans, they all value my acting skills. I am very worried that if I can't do well, I will disappoint everyone."

"Acting skills, strength, these are all packaged by the company, what kind of appreciation do your fans have." Yan Ke didn't care, "So, what do you want to say?"

Chu Zichen, who was ruthlessly pierced, had his heart pounding, and the manuscript he had already typed was scattered in a panic, so he could only speak incoherently: "Actually, actually...brother, I see that you are so tired for me, and I don't feel sorry for you." It’s a good feeling. I just started again. I think as long as I have a stable job and can earn money, I can do other things slowly. I don’t have to act in movies, I can act in anything, or I can do other jobs... ..."

The more he spoke, the lower his voice was, because Yan Ke listened and sat up slightly, the drunkenness on his face disappeared, leaving only the bright astonishment in the end.

How could Chu Zichen think so?Looking back on his career, Yan Ke seems to have never encountered such a ridiculous thing, that his artist only wants to be an ordinary person; what is even more unacceptable is that it is this person who wants to live an ordinary life, who controls Chu Chen's life. The body...it happens to be this one, the sub-personality that everything is on the opposite side of Chu Chen!

The impact of anger, unwillingness and contempt caused his chest to heave slightly, but he couldn't find an outlet to vent, and finally he could only sneer:

"It turns out that you are so promising."

Chu Zichen was stabbed hard by the contempt in the words.

Yes, he admitted that he was worthless.But the disgust and annoyance in his tone belonged to Yan Ke, only Yan Ke could stab the knife into the softest part of his heart, making him tremble with pain.

He waited for a long time without being able to say a word.

When he came back to his senses, the car had already parked downstairs at the hotel where Chu Zichen lived.

Yan Ke's voice was faint, as if it came from far away: "I know what you think. I just want to say that there is no one in this circle who cannot be replaced. If you don't care about these opportunities, there are people Care. You go down."

After speaking, he saw with satisfaction that Chu Zichen's somewhat numb expression was covered by new fear.

"Brother, why do you say that? Are you angry..." He almost rushed forward, holding Yan Ke's sleeve tightly.

He had always naively thought that a contract was the most stable guarantee for their relationship, but Yan Ke's words seemed to be a warning that he might be replaced at any time, not only as an artist, but also...

Since when did you become dispensable to the other party?

"You know it's wrong? I don't think you know."

The fear of being abandoned made him say: "I know it's wrong, I'm worthless, I'm not working hard enough, I'm easily influenced by others... It's all my fault. Brother, I will change it, don't do it again. Say that, okay?" He hugged Yan Ke's arm tightly, resting his chin on the other's shoulder, and looked at him almost beggingly.

With the youth's promise, Yan Ke felt that he had finally regained control, secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and calmly looked at the other party from close up.

He obviously looked down on the young man's resignation, but for some reason, looking at him, he saw the pure and moist round eyes like a lamb, the reddened nose tip from nervousness, and the lower lip that was bitten inadvertently because of grievance... ...it made him feel like he couldn't move his eyes.

Unknowingly, a bit of unknown evil fire mixed into the restless mood, wanting to see him collapse, wanting him to cry, wanting to see all his expressions that no one else can see.

The ambiguous smell of alcohol is infinitely magnified in the distance of breathing and smelling each other.Chu Zichen saw that Yan Ke's expression seemed to have softened, and in order to confirm the other's mood, he carefully pasted him. Seeing that the other party didn't hate him, he mustered up his courage again, and lightly rubbed his lips against the other's cheek.

Unexpectedly, as soon as his lips touched, Yan Ke seemed to be lit, and threw him back on the seat:

"Knowing your mistakes is not enough...you need to have a longer memory."

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Inside the hotel room.

The lamb was offered to the tiger, and after being shivering and washed, it was carried on the altar.

The tiger's strength was astonishing, pressing him hard from behind.It is a gesture of absolute obedience and domination.The lamb was forced to fold its four hooves, its upper body lying on the ground, and its head drooped, allowing the cotton to swallow his sobs and tears.

The joy of eating is paramount, and even the occasional unbearable cry of pain from the lamb is added to the fun, which makes the tiger express his feelings directly:

"Do you know why Fu Jingyu wanted to fuck you? And that guy named Zhang, why did he treat you like that?... I've never seen Mr. Zhang do that to other artists, why did he just treat you like that... No wonder Have you thought about the reason?"

The tiger's hoarse voice brushed against the lamb's ears, and the strong desire contained in it was enough to make the predator shudder: "Heh...why do those people like to bully you...because you are always like this...a seductive and ravaged you look."

"Cry, dear baby, isn't this what you like? If you like it, I'll let you cry as much as you want... But if I find out that you are so pitiful to others, it's not just as simple as crying. "

The lamb couldn't answer.In the endless shaking, pain, happiness, body, soul... were all mixed together, and he had long been unable to distinguish this feeling, and in the end he could only accept this mess as the true face of love, and accept it all.

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Slag Gong: Hiccup.