The seductive beauty of the king of the net

更新时间2013-4-522:05:27字数：3000

"Aren't you here yet?" Yan Zhizi looked at Ren Zu beside the bed with a pale complexion, pleading in her red eyes, her once gorgeous red lips turned white, and she held a handkerchief tightly in her hand.

Enduring the distress, he straightened the messy hair on his forehead for Yan Zhizi, and his voice was a little low: "It's almost here."

Long Ya stood there quietly at the door, with a few fresh oranges in her hands, and complicated emotions in her amber eyes.

"Aren't you going in?" A gentle voice sounded behind Longya, with a playful smile on his beautiful face, and his lavender casual clothes made him look even more dazzling. You must know that although purple is beautiful, not everyone can wear it ok.

"Fei Yingsang, excuse me." He said loudly and walked to the bed.

"Yanzhizi, I'm here too." Longya followed behind Xingcun, with an unruly smile still on his face.

Yanzhizi gave a weak and polite smile: "I'm so sorry, I didn't expect to be seasick. I'm so sorry for making everyone worry."

Long Ya peeled an orange in twos and twos: "I haven't eaten all day, do you want some appetizers?"

Yan Zhizi frowned, feeling nausea again in his chest: "Sorry, I really don't have an appetite, you guys go back first, I don't have time to entertain you."

But Long Ya sat in front of Yan Zhizi's bed very naturally: "It's okay, it's my honor to take care of the beauty." The same smile still made Yan Zhizi close his eyes impatiently. Why is this guy like this? Girls would be willing to expose their ugliness to others!

Smiling politely, she pushed the mirror on the bridge of her nose: "Don't worry, I'll take care of Homura. She probably doesn't like being taken care of by strangers."

Long Ya turned her head and glanced at Renzu, then stood up abruptly: "Forget it, these oranges are for you." Saying that, he threw the remaining oranges in his hand to Renzu, and left quickly.

Yukimura handed over a box of medicine and a pack of mints: "Try it, although I don't know if it will work or not, then, Hiying-san, I will take my leave first."

Hearing the sound of footsteps fading away, Yan Zhizi slowly opened his eyes: "So sad! Yushi, I will never take a boat again next time."

Renzu smiled helplessly: "This is not possible, we have to sit when we go back, who made that island too remote, there is no airport."

Yan Zhizi sighed and puffed up his cheeks: "If this continues, I will definitely die!"

"People are not that weak. If you die from seasickness, you can still join the ranks of strange stories in the world." He poured out a glass of water, and handed the medicine that Yukimura had just given to Yanzhizi, and asked her to drink it.

After drinking, Yan Zhizi frowned: "These things that don't work at all, forget it, it can be regarded as increasing psychological comfort."

Renzu smiled and covered Yan Zhizi with a blanket: "It's quite cold at sea, don't catch a cold, I'll go and see how long it will take."

"Ah."

When he woke up again, Yan Zhizi had already lived in a hotel. Looking at the empty room, he felt a little lonely in his heart. He took out the bathrobe from the suitcase beside the table, changed it, walked to the French window, and pulled it hard. Open the curtains, the outside is blood red.It belongs to the color of the setting sun, and the blue sea surface seems to be a sea of ​​blood at the moment. Occasionally, one or two black shadows will pass by, and the small ones should be seabirds returning to their nests.The beautiful and weird scene reminded Yanzhizi of the bad memories of the past, the past that he seemed to have forgotten, the world of blood, swords and shadows, and the smelly and rotten memories.

His eyes gradually became cold and ruthless, and suddenly a pair of arms appeared around his waist, reflexively, he locked the opponent's throat with his backhand, and his eyes glistening with blood showed a murderous look.

Facing those deep peach blossom eyes, the murderous look gradually disappeared, and the thumb moved away from under his Adam's apple.Showing a tired smile: "When did you come?"

"I just ordered food. I was afraid you wouldn't be able to eat it, so I ordered something light." Renzu didn't answer but tightly held Yanzhizi's cold hand and walked towards the dining car.

Yan Zhizi shook his head: "I have no appetite."

Renzu ignored it, picked up a small dish and put it in front of Yan Zhizi's lips, Yan Zhizi opened his lips helplessly, the sour and spicy taste really made people very appetizing, he couldn't help eating a few more mouthfuls and then turned white Renzu One glance: "Is this what you call bland?"

Ren Zu raised his lips: "Who made you like hot and sour, that's all I can order."

Yanzhizi took the chopsticks, and then slowly said: "Let's tell a story. A girl was destined to be a victim of her parents' interests before she was born, because her parents were both CIA agents, and the premise of her mother's early retirement It is to let the girl continue her career. Then she entered the entertainment industry under orders, and later she was killed because her identity was leaked during a mission." She laughed at herself, but tears rolled down her eyes: "It's boring and old-fashioned. story."

Renzu frowned and pulled Yan Zhizi into his arms, pursing his thin lips tightly: "It's you, right? I just said it was strange, how could Fujido Yan Zhizi be so familiar with melee combat, and why did he suddenly change? That's how it is, that's how it is..."

Yanzhizi put his head on Renzu's shoulder, let his tears wet his white shirt, and expressed his fear of the other world for the first time since coming here, because she wants to be strong, because she wants to live well, so she keeps suppressing herself The fear and loneliness she felt, and the relief she finally said broke through her defenses in an instant.

Ren Zuzu's arms relaxed around Yan Zhizi's back, his eyelids drooped slightly, and his dark eyes showed a distressed expression.

The sea breeze blows in through the open window, and the starry sky is already full of sky outside. The tears dried by the brackish wind left only a little tear stains. He raised his head and said in a hoarse voice: "Actually, my experience is nothing. Very bitter child."

Renzu held Yan Zhizi's cheeks with both hands, and stared at those bright red eyes seriously and seriously: "Tell me! Everything! Okay?"

Yanzhizi nodded slowly: "I didn't belong to this world. In that world... Maybe you can think of it as a parallel space. The story of the world here belongs to a Japanese animation to us, but here, I just realized that you are no longer illusions in the story, but living people."

Renzu's eyes became a little surprised but he still listened carefully.

"However... I don't think it's anything like this. It should be something like soul travel that is popular recently! Don't treat me like a monster." Yan Zhizi finally showed a slight smile when he said this.

Touching his chin with patience, he pondered for a long time: "Oh, I understand." One hand fell on Yan Zhizi's shoulder: "Thank you for being willing to tell me, Yan." Peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, thin lips slightly hooked With a little smile.

The figures clinging to each other outline a warm picture.

Early the next morning, some scattered reporters gathered in the lobby of the hotel. When they saw Yan Zhizi coming out, they rushed to greet him: "Miss Feiying, what is your relationship with Mr. Tsuruga?"

"Miss Fei Ying, is there any hidden secret about you and Mr. Tsuruga being killed together?"

"..."

Yan Zhizi sighed, pulled off his sunglasses, but couldn't hide the tired look on his face: "I'm sorry, I'm too seasick, I didn't rest well yesterday, I made it clear about these issues before, what else do you want to ask Just ask Senior Tsuruga! I hope that the purpose of everyone coming here is to pay attention to my new play "Falling in Love with The Prince of Tennis."

But a young woman came to the front, with a familiar face and beautiful brown hair, that was Ms. Fuji Yumiko: "Hello, Ms. Sakura, I heard that the theme song of "Balloon" was composed and sung by you. "

Yan Zhizi smiled in surprise: "The news is well-informed! It can be said that, but there is more than one theme song in a movie! Many of them are written by Mr. Bupo. There are also Bupo fucks in the later soundtrack. Dao, Director Inoue attaches great importance to this film, and the post-production will take a long time. To report, the recent decrease in Bupo-kun’s announcement is also due to his participation in post-production.”

But seeing Fujiko Yumiko change the subject: "Then, regarding Mr. Tsuruga's acting skills, what does Ms. Sakura think?"

Yan Zhizi was taken aback, the smile on his face froze for a moment, then he raised his head and showed a professional smile: "I think his love scenes are still lacking, but I am not very proficient in this aspect."

For a moment, the flashing lights flickered. After all, in the Japanese entertainment industry, there are very few juniors who say bad things about the seniors. This is Japan, where status is extremely important.

"Aren't you afraid that these words will affect your future development in the entertainment industry?"

"Miss Feiying, isn't the "A-Level Mission" you collaborated with Mr. Tsuruga about love? Don't you think the filming of this movie is not good?"

"..."

Yan Zhizi's eyes flickered for a moment, and then smiled: "I'm just stating the facts, you can ask the film critics of the film academy. As for "A-Level Mission", its focus is not on love, and the character I played in it It's just a clever 'vase', judging from the current box office results, it can be said to be a successful commercial film."

The reporter asked more and more sharp questions, Yan Zhizi rubbed his forehead helplessly, and said with a slight coquettishness: "I haven't had breakfast anyway, this is not a press conference, please follow me." Please make an appointment, shall we talk again?"

Seeing that Yan Zhizi obviously didn't want to say anything more, the reporters dispersed wisely.But Yumiko Fuji went up to meet her, and stretched out her hand with a smile: "We meet again, Yan Zhizi."

Yanzhizi smiled slightly: "That's right, I haven't seen Sister Yumiko for a long time."

Yumiko shrugged: "Let's go, treat you to breakfast, weak star."

Yan Zhizi raised his eyebrows: "Then I don't dare to be that."

Sitting down casually in the restaurant, Yumiko put away all her things, looked around to make sure there was no one there, then suppressed her smile, her face became serious: "I'm here this time, and I'm sitting in front of you as Sister Zhou Zhu."