The top white moonlight is me

"I didn't wait for you at your door. After Uncle Long found out that I was missing, he immediately came to find me. Later, I was admitted to the hospital because of a high fever, and accidents happened one after another at home. Grandpa decided to take me abroad." Ting Xi said slowly, putting himself in Yu Linxin The desperate call for help at the door of the house passed by.

Even so, it was enough to make Yu Linxin's heart ache and he couldn't breathe. He hugged Ting Xi tightly, his voice hoarse: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Ting Xi patted Yu Linxin on the back, and calmly comforted him: "It's all over, not to mention you didn't know that I would run to you, your mother needs medical treatment, and moving is a helpless move, what did you do wrong?" Yes, if you want to blame, you can only blame the wrong time for us to meet."

Hearing Ting Xi's comfort, Yu Linxin hugged him with veins bulging, as if trying to endure something.

There was a burst of damp heat from his shoulders, Ting Xi turned his head in surprise, Yu Linxin actually cried?

Quietly, weeping silently on his shoulders, thinking of this, Ting Xi's heart hurts, most of the time, Yu Linxin is like the strongest armor, indestructible, in fact, he is only a body of flesh and blood, how could there be no sad moments .

The quieter Yu Linshen is, the more distressed Ting Xi is. Children who cry have sweets to eat. Yu Linshen, who has taken on all family responsibilities since childhood, doesn't even have much time to be a child. .

Ting Xi gently patted his back and kissed his ear, "Let the past go, and you must cherish me in the future. If you lose me again this time, I really can't get it back."

Yu Linxin's eyes were red, he held his face, and said solemnly: "I will cherish you, unless I die, I will never let go of your hand again."

Ting Xi smiled, approached him, and rubbed the tip of his nose against his, intertwined with warm breaths, "Don't let go even if you die."

Yu Linxin's pupils flickered, like a cold moon reflected on the dark lake in the night, "Okay."

"Ting Xi, if you find a suitable company, you should quickly change jobs. I heard that the person who bought the company will sign a contract with the boss tomorrow." Chen Yong was disheartened and lost a few pounds.

"It doesn't matter, I checked yesterday, and the contract expires tomorrow." Ting Xi passed behind Chen Yong with a glass of freshly squeezed juice in his hand.

He probably ate well recently, slept soundly, his skin was white and shiny, and his mental state was excellent. It was in stark contrast to Chen Yong, who was obviously less than ten years old, but at first glance, he looked like he could be a father and son.

"What a coincidence?" Chen Yong turned around, looking after Ting Xi, "I'm so busy that I'm dizzy, hey...it's also because our company is small and our business level is too poor, but we always say we hate it all the time, and it really closed down, so I still feel a little bit reluctant. "

Ting Xi hugged the cat back to the sofa and sat down, "How is Nie Chen recovering?"

Chen Yong shook his head dejectedly, "Legs need to be cultivated well, and they will return to normal after two or three months. I heard from Nie Chen's mother that he has a headache at night and can't sleep."

Chen Yong clenched his fists with an angry expression, "I'm really not reconciled to the perpetrator getting away with it."

He let go of his fingers, and said with a sneer, "Why am I telling you these things? From now on, I won't be by your side. You can restrain your temper, and there is no harm in being tactful..."

Touching the back of his head, Chen Yong smiled embarrassingly, "I have always been superfluous with you, it seems that I have nothing to ask you, I wish you a bright future."

Ting Xi raised her eyes and stared at him, "Are you ready to retire?"

"I'm only in my early thirties, and I want to retire, but who told me to be poor, I have to keep working hard to make money." Chen Yong paused, and continued: "I'm going to try something else, but I really don't seem to It's suitable to be a manager, don't harm artists hahahaha."

He laughed out loud, but the corners of his lips became more bitter.

"Knock Knock Knock-"

"Mr. Ting, I got the news." Awei was holding a bulging envelope in his hand.

Chen Yong looked up at Ah Wei, shrunk into a ball in fright, "Ting... Ting Xi... When did you get in touch with Brother Hei-Dao?"

"My bodyguard, Awei." Ting Xi introduced, and pointed at Awei to Chen Yong: "My manager."

Awei nodded to Chen Yong with a straight face. Chen Yong's heart was beating so fast that his throat was racing.

"You... hello." Chen Yong smiled awkwardly, "The matter of Nie Chen really reminds artists to pay attention to safety. Your position should have provided bodyguards and assistants long ago. Who told us that our company is so poor that we can't get rid of it."

He actually wanted to ask if Ting Xi was expensive, but he was too embarrassed to ask, looking at his posture and courage, it was very expensive to think about it with his toes.

Realizing that the two of them had something to discuss, Chen Yong took the initiative to get up and leave. Ting Xi asked Chen Yong to bring Nie Chen a large bag of fresh fruits, which were all imported.

Chen Yong was puzzled, why did Ting Xi suddenly become rich? Could it be that all the money was trapped in stock trading before, and now he can finally withdraw it?

Of course he didn't know that the person who bought the fruit was actually Yu Linxin.

"Sure enough, there's someone behind..." Ting Xi asked the paparazzi to follow Pan Sheng, Pan Sheng was very vigilant, and it took several days to show his flaws.

"Master, I know this person." Awei pointed at the man wearing sunglasses in the photo.

"You know him?" Ting Xi turned to look at him.

"Yeah." Awei explained with calm eyes: "The dealer's distant relative, I saw him in the back garden at a banquet."

Ting Xi squinted his eyes and carefully looked at the man in the photo, but he didn't have any impression. Maybe this distant relative is too far away.

"Check him out."

"Yes." Awei replied.

As the distant relatives of the Zhuang family, Ting Xi inevitably thought of Zhuang Chenghui.

Will it be him?

No, Zhuang Chenghui's methods are much neater. He always hits the vital points directly to save time. He is so devious and painstaking. He probably doesn't want to be discovered by himself.

Ting Xi tapped on the handrail with his fingers, and one person floated to the surface.

He subconsciously escaped, but he had to endure the nausea to face it.

In the evening, after finishing work, Yu Linxin entered Ting Xi's home. Ting Xi and Ah Wei had a serious atmosphere, discussing something, Yu Linxin hesitated whether to go there.

"Come in, what are you doing standing at the door?" Ting Xi caught Yu Linxin's figure from the corner of his eyes, and the wind and snow melted around him.

"I'm afraid to disturb your discussion." Yu Linxin took off his coat and hung it up, and put on slippers.

"It just so happens that you take a look too." Ting Xi handed the information to Yu Linxin.

Under the light, Yu Linxin's fingers were white and slender, like jade carvings, with blue veins and blood vessels clearly visible, flipping the paper casually, with a sense of elegance and ease.

Ting Xi stared straight at Yu Linxin's hand, gulping down his saliva.

His mind drifts off every day, replaying these hands like a masterpiece of a master for no reason, clasping his waist tightly, restraining his hands, squeezing his lips...

Further on, the screen is full of mosaics.

Ting Xi's face was red, his ears were red, the heat was steaming, and his head was smoking.

"Xiaoxi, are you feeling unwell?" Yu Linxin looked up and saw that Ting Xi's face was flushed, as if drunk.

Ting Xi shook his head violently, "It's a bit hot, Ah Wei go to ventilate."

Awei looked around, only the balcony door was left open, the sweet cake was locked inside, and the other windows were kept open.

He was very puzzled, but still obeyed obediently.

Sweet cake rushed into Ting Xi's arms like a runaway wild horse, but fortunately Yu Linxin stopped him in time, otherwise Ting Xi would suffer another internal injury.

Yu Linxin threw the cat to Awei, "You take it for a walk."

Awei and Tiangui stared at each other. They had heard of walking dogs, but never cats.

Ting Xi agreed: "It's losing weight, you take it out for a run, remember to hold the rope, and be careful not to let go."

Tang Cake immediately jumped to the ground, and Awei, with quick eyes and quick hands, grabbed it by the back of its fate and slipped to the door.

Noticing the bulging muscles and blue veins on the arm of Aweti, Ting Xi sighed: "I really have to lose weight."

Raising pigs is not such a way of raising pigs.

Awei and Tiangui left, and there were two people left in the room. Yu Linxin went home to get the computer, fingers flying on the keyboard, Ting Xi pulled the chair and sat beside him.

"The person who instigated Pan Sheng behind the scenes is Zhuang Yifan, a distant relative of Zhuang Chenghui. He called me an uncle. In order to get close to this relative, his family deliberately asked him to follow his mother's surname. His hard work paid off, and he managed to get mixed up in front of Zhuang Chenghui. He looks familiar, and was assigned to be the vice president of the branch."

When mentioning the dealer's troubles, Ting Xi's tone was cold. During festivals and festivals, ghosts and goblins that were invisible to ghosts and ghosts in the past all appeared, and all kinds of flattery surrounded him. A place to hide.

"Zhuang Chenghui doesn't like this kind of person, so he knows he can't deal with you." Yu Linxin hit the Enter key, and the computer screen quickly jumped.

"I hacked into Zhuang Yifan's mailbox, and he will contact this person every once in a while."

Yu Linxin quickly locked a foreign social platform account based on the only information of the contact person and using huge data analysis.

The home page loads, and a glamorous photo comes into view, and they are the same person as Zhuang Chenghui's female companion.

There was pain in Yu Linxin's hand, Ting Xi clenched his hand unconsciously, his eyes were like two sharp swords, as if he wanted to pierce the woman in the photo through the computer screen.

"A native of country C, graduated from N University, a top student majoring in drama, film, television and literature..." Every time he read a word, Ting Xi's eyes darkened, he felt nauseous, his stomach cramped, and his vision was blurred by water vapor.

"vomit--"

Ting Xi felt nauseated violently and ran into the bathroom, only spitting out some sour water.

Yu Linxin hurried to catch up, patted him on the back, handed him a tissue, and poured him another cup of warm water.

Ting Xi leaned on Yu Linxin's shoulder, turned away, his eyes were moist and red, and he murmured: "I won't drink."

"Okay." Yu Linxin supported him and gently rubbed his stomach, "Are you feeling better?"

Ting Xi nodded dully, "Yes, I want to hug."

Yu Linxin pulled his arm and put it behind his shoulder, hugged him like a child, Ting Xi leaned over to hug his head, and snuggled up to him.

"I suddenly realized that if that woman took off her makeup, her nose and mouth should be very similar to my mother's."

Rao Yu Linxin didn't guess that Zhuang Chenghui actually played a stand-in game.

Ting Xi sarcastically said: "He used to accuse my mother of only writing books, which was of no help to his career, but he forgot that he was attracted by her talent in the first place. It seems that Zhuang Chenghui remembered now, Do you think it's funny?"

"Half of my body is buried in the ground. I'm not afraid of being caught off guard when I play as a substitute." Ting Xi smiled brightly, and his eyes gradually darkened, "It's really disgusting."

Yu Linxin hugged him to the sofa and sat down, watching Ting Xi worriedly, Ting Xi squeezed Yu Linxin's broad hand, "Don't worry, it's fine if you accompany me."

"En." Yu Linxin leaned forward and kissed the corner of his lips.

"Check it out for me, has she been to the hospital recently?" Ting Xi said in a deep voice, "A woman who suddenly wants to get rid of her man's only blood is probably planning to be a mother and a child, and reach the sky in one step."

When Yu Linxin heard this, his brows were furrowed. This kind of dirty matter was really disgusting. He just wanted to solve it as soon as possible and take him away. His little Xi should always be bright and clean, and his little prince should be spotless.

"Okay, you rest for a while." Yu Linxin unfolded the blanket and covered Ting Xi, kissing his pale cheek to soothe his emotions.

Ting Xi hides half of her face in a small blanket, with fan-like eyelashes fluttering, and a pair of light-colored eyes, like glazed beads pierced by sunlight, crystal clear.

"Come on brother."

Yu Linxin smiled and went back to the desk to control the computer.

Ting Xi curled up in a ball on the sofa, gently lifted the blanket and slowly stretched out his hand, his heart suddenly stalled and fell.

It's not an illusion, his hands are really shaking.

Ting Xi grasped his wrist, clenched his teeth, his eyes were flushed with excitement.

Stop, stop, stop!

You must not let Yu Linxin know, he must control it.

Ting Xi turned on the phone and found a number that he hadn't contacted in three years.