Master Zuojing is sticking to me again

"Wen Xiaoyu, let me go!" All this was too unexpected, Wen Xiaoyu's behavior was really like kidnapping, He Xiran was about to cry.

"Let go?" Wen Xiaoyu hugged him with one hand, and pinched his chin with the other, "Why aren't you called 'Wen Dao'?"

His breath was close at hand, He Xiran swallowed subconsciously, hurriedly looked away, and said in a stiff tone: "Director Wen, please let me get out of the car."

Wen Xiaoyu's face turned black in an instant, his voice was hoarse with anger and sadness: "He Xiran, it's been five years, and in exchange for five years, 'let you go', what do you think of me?"

The car was about to drive into the urban area, and the night scene outside the window gradually became bustling, and the ever-changing lights came in through the glass, leaving blurred spots on their faces.

He Xiran pursed her lips and refused to speak, raised her hand and patted the child actor's seat, and said, "I live in front, please find a place to put me down."

Of course the child star didn't dare to answer, and asked Wen Xiaoyu for instructions from the rearview mirror.

"Go home directly." Wen Xiaoyu said in a deep voice.

"I'm not going." He Xiran knocked on the window and said anxiously, "I'm here, you stop."

"He Xiran." Wen Xiaoyu held his wrist tightly, her voice was chilling, "Do you think I'll let you go?"

He had been patient all afternoon, and the patience he had cultivated over the past five years was quickly passing away in this moment.He can condone He Xiran's evasion and his hurtful words, but if the bottom line of "leaving" is touched, he will never back down no matter what.

"But I'm really here. I have a place to live, so I don't need to go to your house." He Xiran said anxiously.

Wen Xiaoyu looked at him silently for a while, and said, "Okay, stop the car."

As soon as Tong Xing parked the car on the side of the road, He Xiran got rid of Wen Xiaoyu's shackles and jumped out of the car.

Turning his eyes, Wen Xiaoyu also stepped out of the car behind him.He suddenly became more nervous, and stammered, "Thank you for sending me back."

"You're welcome." Wen Xiaoyu raised his chin at him, "Lead the way, since you refuse to follow me, I'll just follow you."

He Xiran froze on the spot, and said awkwardly, "The place I live in is very small, and there is no place to receive guests."

The word "hospitality" made Wen Xiaoyu's heart ache again. He took a deep breath and said, "Either lead the way, or come home with me, you choose."

"Wen Xiaoyu, please don't be like this?" He Xiran's eyes shone with tears, "I'm doing well now, and I don't need your protection anymore."

Wen Xiaoyu quietly looked at the young man under the street lamp, under the sharp sword eyebrows, the pupils were as deep as the sea in the dark night.He thought that his boy seemed to have really grown up, while he remained where he was.

"I'll take you to the door." He said empty in his heart.

He Xiran breathed a sigh of relief, stood there for a few seconds, clenched his fists hanging by his side, turned and walked towards a remote alley.

The alley was very dark, even the moonlight seemed unwilling to visit here.When he came to an old-fashioned building, He Xiran turned his back to him and said, "I'm here, can you go?"

There was a dim yellow lamp hanging in front of the building, the dim light fell on his body, his back was thin and lonely.Wen Xiaoyu walked behind him and hugged him.

This is a hug that is five years late, an expectation that I dare not touch in my dreams.It wasn't until the body temperature of the two gradually melted that Wen Xiaoyu really let out a sigh of relief.He Xiran came back, right in his arms.

"Why did you drive me away? Why did you avoid me?" Wen Xiaoyu said in a low voice, "Do you still hate me? He Xiran."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt the person in his arms tremble suddenly.He turned He Xiran around, and asked with red eyes: "It's been five years, how long will you have to punish me before you forgive me?"

"I never hated you, and never thought of punishing you." He Xiran bit her lower lip and shook her head desperately.

"Then why did you leave in the first place? Where have you been all these years? Why have you never contacted me?" Wen Xiaoyu finally had the opportunity to ask the question that had been suppressed for five years.

He Xiran refused to answer, his eyes were dim.I don't know what to think of, my throat rolled a few times with difficulty, swallowing the unspeakable pain.

As if endless sadness filled his body, Wen Xiaoyu didn't want to force him, but these questions had been on his mind for too long, and it had become his heart disease, he had no choice but to ask:

"Why all this? He Xiran, I can't find any other reason except that you hate me."

"No." He Xiran lowered his eyes, his thick eyelashes covered the emotions in his eyes, his eyelashes flickered twice, and he said calmly, "My mother needed to go abroad for treatment at that time, and she left in a hurry, so I didn't have time to tell you .Later... I lost my phone and couldn't reach you."

These lies were too clumsy. Wen Xiaoyu pinched his shoulders in pain and anger, looked at him with hot eyes and asked, "Do you think I will believe your words? Five years is not enough for you to make up a perfect lie." Is it a lie? Or are you too lazy to lie to me at all?"

"No, Wen Xiaoyu, please don't ask me any more." He Xiran bit his lower lip tightly, and the slight tremors were pulled out from the depths of his soul, spreading all over his body, sad and desperate.

He is sad like this, which means that he has a huge difficulty and cannot express it.Wen Xiaoyu tried her best to suppress the emotions that were about to explode, hugged him distressedly, lowered her head and kissed the top of his hair.

After his trembling gradually subsided, Wen Xiaoyu thought for a while and asked, "Is your mother okay?"

"En." He Xiran replied sullenly, without saying anything more.

Wen Xiaoyu frowned slightly, and continued to ask: "Where are you... grandma? Where are they now?"

"Overseas." His answer was still very simple, then he gently pushed Wen Xiaoyu away, and said with a tired face, "I'm so tired, I want to go back to sleep, you should go."

Being pushed away one after another without being able to ask the truth was not a good feeling, Wen Xiaoyu felt his stomach hurt again.

"I'll take you in, and I'll leave after watching you enter the door."

He Xiran refused to move, and stubbornly confronted him.Just as this stalemate spread silently, there was the sound of kicking footsteps in the dark corridor.

Then an aunt about 50 years old came out, pointed at He Xiran and said, "Xiaohe, I finally caught you. When will you pay this month's rent? It has been delayed for two weeks. If you can't afford it, pay now." Pack up and leave for me!"

He Xiran turned around in a hurry, distanced herself from Wen Xiaoyu, and said falteringly: "Aunt Wang, I...I can save it all tomorrow, please allow another day."

"There is no more grace for an hour!" Aunt Wang scolded, "Do you know how many times a day I go to the basement to look for you? My legs hurt from running. Young people like you are the most dishonest. I won't do it again." I rented it to you."

"Basement?" Wen Xiaoyu's deep voice sounded behind him.He Xiran lowered his head and closed his eyes tightly.

"Who are you? Are you his friend?" Aunt Wang stepped forward and grabbed Wen Xiaoyu, pointed at him and said, "Help him pay the rent quickly, 800 yuan."

"I can hand it in myself, don't ask him for it." He Xiran said with a trembling voice.

"Your friend looks very rich." Aunt Wang looked at Wen Xiaoyu, "Just now I saw that the relationship between the two of you hugging each other is very good, let him pay it for you first, and then you can return it to him..."

"Take me to the basement." Wen Xiaoyu interrupted her coldly.

"Don't go!" He Xiran anxiously stopped him.But Wen Xiaoyu was really angry, and he couldn't stop it at all.

Aunt Wang led him to the basement, and when she saw the dim light at the door, Wen Xiaoyu almost fainted for a moment.He Xiran never escaped from this nightmare place from beginning to end.

Walking into the small room full of musty smell, there is only a single bed inside, a cub sitting alone on the bed, the suitcase stands by the bed, and there is a half bottle of leftover water on it.

The walls are covered with traces of dampness and large areas of mildew. There is not even a quilt on the bed. A coat is spread on it, which looks like a quilt.This is what He Xiran called "living well".

This scene was like a piece of red-hot iron poking into Wen Xiaoyu's internal organs, and his limbs seemed to be convulsed.He once thought of giving He Xiran the best life, but his lover, whom he couldn't find anywhere in the world, was still trapped in such a dark cage.

This thought swirled in his mind, he arched his back in pain, covered his stomach, cold sweat suddenly covered his forehead.

"Wen Xiaoyu, what's wrong with you?" He Xiran took his arm and asked in surprise and fear.

"Take your things, let's go." Wen Xiaoyu's veins bulged in pain, and with trembling hands, he took out his wallet from his pocket and threw down a wad of banknotes.

Seeing He Xiran standing there at a loss, he stuffed the little bear and clothes into the suitcase, picked it up with gritted teeth, and strode out.

Tong Xing fell asleep in the car, came out and squatted on the side of the road to smoke a cigarette, and was hesitating whether to call Wen Xiaoyu, when he saw his face pale like a ghost, stumbling towards this side.

"Damn." He threw away the cigarette in a hurry, stepped forward to take the things, glanced at He Xiran who was crying behind him, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Go home." Wen Xiaoyu got into the car, leaned weakly on the back seat, and didn't open his eyes again.

He Xiran followed and sat in, choked up and said to the child star: "Go to the hospital, he... he suddenly doesn't know what happened, it seems to be in severe pain."

Tong Xing skillfully handed the medicine and water to Wen Xiaoyu, and snorted coldly: "You don't know, but I know it very well. If you keep messing with him, his stomach won't be needed."

"Is it a stomachache?" He Xiran put his hand on Wen Xiaoyu's stomach and rubbed it gently.He was so sad downstairs that he didn't cry just now, but when he saw Wen Xiaoyu couldn't straighten up in pain, tears burst out of his eyes in an instant, big and big.

He had been on the set for a whole day, and his face had already been ashamed. Tears flowed down like this, washing away his beautiful face as it was five years ago.

Wen Xiaoyu's eyes turned black from the pain, one hand pressed the back of his hand, and the other gently and meticulously wiped away his crying tears, his voice was weak, and he said softly as if sighing: "He Xiran, don't torture me any more. I'm done, okay?"

He Xiran cried even harder, and the tears gradually stopped after following them back home.He stood in the spacious and bright living room with his suitcase, feeling a bit out of place and at a loss.

"I..." He clutched the handle of the suitcase, and hesitantly glanced at Wen Xiaoyu.

"What are you? Want to leave?" Wen Xiaoyu calmed down a little after taking the medicine, and his aura became fierce again. His dark eyes made him dare not continue talking.

Wen Muchen expressed surprise when he saw He Xiran, whom he hadn't seen for a long time. His eyes were wide and round, and he walked around him several times in his pajamas, and said excitedly, "Xiao Aran, are you back?"

"Yeah." He Xiran nodded nah, "I'm back."

"Brother, it's too late, go to bed." Tong Xing dragged Wen Muchen, who was full of curiosity, and quickly escaped from the scene where the undercurrent was surging.

The night was indeed getting dark. After a day of tossing around, both of them could not hide the tiredness on their faces.Wen Xiaoyu found a new set of pajamas, and stuffed He Xiran into the bathroom of the bedroom.

He went to the outside room to take a shower by himself, and when he came back, he lay on the soft bed, listening to the sound of water dripping in the bathroom, so tired that he fell asleep.

He Xiran took a long time to wash before coming out. There was a fresh and clean smell in the bedroom, which was the smell of Wen Xiaoyu.

There was a warm lamp on beside the bed, and he and Wen Xiaoyu looked at each other for a long time through the honey-yellow light.Then, as if she had made up her mind, she slowly climbed onto the bed and lay down face to face with Wen Xiaoyu.

"Aren't you leaving?" Wen Xiaoyu asked dryly.

"I'm leaving." He Xiran looked into his eyes and said.

"Why?" Wen Xiaoyu asked countless reasons all night, he thought he still couldn't get the answer, but this time He Xiran opened his heart to him.

"Wen Xiaoyu, I lied." He Xiran forced a smile, his voice was a little erratic, "You see, I'm not doing well right now."

Wen Xiaoyu closed her eyes to hide the moisture in them.I heard He Xiran continue to say: "I was not good enough before, so when facing such a good you, I always worry about gains and losses, and can't help losing my temper with you. Now you are getting better and better, and I want to work hard to become better , so that I am worthy of you."

"You are not worthy of me." Wen Xiaoyu opened his eyes and said firmly, "You are you, even if you are not good enough, I still love you."

When He Xiran heard the word "love", He Xiran's expression suddenly became tense.He quickly raised his hand to cover his eyes, and his throat was choked for a long time. After putting down his hand, the corners of his eyes were forced to be red, but he did not shed tears.

"It's not fair for you to treat me like this, Wen Xiaoyu, I don't want to hide behind you and be protected by you anymore. I want to be a good person like you, I want to stand shoulder to shoulder with you in the sun, and be praised by countless people One word..."

"You and I are the best match."

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