Why do I always fall in love with my partner Alpha

Jiang Xian still stopped in mid-air, his slender and thick eyelashes fluttered a few times, and the peach blossom eyes that were slightly raised at the end of his eyes were now round and wide, instead of the bright and beautiful feeling before.

Now Lying Silkworm is plump even if he doesn't smile. In Fu Boyuan's eyes, he feels that he has become childish and cute.

Fu Boyuan turned sideways, gave way, and said, "Are you afraid you won't be able to sleep tonight?"

Jiang Xian lowered his head without looking at him, and walked in with stiff limbs.Just standing in the middle of the living room, being shivered by the cold wind, I turned my head to see that the glass window of the balcony was wide open.

On a winter night in Nancheng, the wind was harsh and noisy, and the off-white curtains were blown up. Jiang Xian shuddered and turned around and asked, "Why do you open your windows so wide in winter?"

Fu Boyuan walked over in a few steps and closed the glass window.

It was only then that Jiang Xian realized that his hair was flattened and messy, as if he had just put on a hat.The tip of the nose was red, as if it had been blown by a cold wind, and the zipper of the down jacket was pulled up to the highest point, just stuck on the chin.

Thinking of the abnormal glass windows again, Jiang Xian choked up and asked, "Did you just stand on the balcony?"

Before Fu Boyuan could reply, he opened the window by himself, and the wind blowing in his face instantly poured in from his neck. He stood up tremblingly, and looked left and right.

The balconies of the two are also adjacent. Standing at this angle, you can just hear the sound of the TV in your living room that has not been turned off, and you can even see the overflowing orange-yellow warm light.

No wonder I suffered from insomnia several times at night, and when I was sitting in the living room at one or two o'clock in the middle of the night and stared blankly with the TV on, I always received messages from Fu Boyuan.

【go to bed early. 】

[If you don’t want to turn off the lights and turn off the TV before going to bed, remember to tell me. 】

【Good night. 】

He felt baffled at first, and only took it as an ordinary greeting.

So Fu Boyuan came back from work every night, and stood here silently with him?

He felt that the wind was blowing too violently, and he unconsciously squinted his eyes. Even though his whole body was extremely cold, his eye sockets became hot and hot uncontrollably.

But the more Fu Boyuan treated him like this, the more Jiang Xian didn't want his affairs to involve the other party.

Jiang Xian retreated into the room, turned his back to Fu Boyuan, said without any foreshadowing: "I want to terminate the cooperation of the business couple, can the liquidated damages be five times the penalty?"

The corners of Fu Boyuan's originally slightly curved lips gradually straightened, and his expression became serious. He thought that his behavior reminded Jiang Xian of the experience of being peeped, and explained: "I'm watching the night scene on the balcony, and it has nothing to do with you."

Jiang Xian took a few deep breaths: "Just because I have a bad brain doesn't mean I'm a fool."

Fu Boyuan stared at the back of the other party, and was silent for a while: "Then what is the reason for ending the cooperation?"

On the way back, he actually found out about Jiang Xian from the studio.The staff also advised him to consider terminating the contract. After all, from the perspective of interests, if the business couple continues, it will bring them more disadvantages.

But Fu Boyuan flatly rejected them all.

Jiang Xian's eyes wandered. In fact, he doesn't really care what those people say on the Internet, because love and hate are short-lived and will not bring him substantial harm.

On the contrary, he didn't allow himself to destroy his remaining self-esteem in front of important people, especially in front of Fu Boyuan.

So pretending to be casual, I moved out of Erudite to try to convince the other party: "My boyfriend said that if I continue to have a business relationship with you, he will break up with me, do you remember? I mentioned last time that we have relationship problems gone."

Fu Boyuan: ...?

It's a reason I never imagined.

It's true that there is a relationship problem, but the self on the Internet doesn't seem to have made this request.

Jiang Xian added on his own: "The company is already going through the process, and the agreement will be sent over in a few days."

Fu Boyuan sat down on the sofa and refused forcefully: "I don't agree."

Before Jiang Xian could ask, Fu Boyuan followed his logic and blocked the conversation first: "Actually, I know your boyfriend."

Jiang Xian's slightly bent back straightened instantly, and he changed his dejected look, and met his gaze for the first time tonight: "Huh?"

Fu Boyuan caught the flickering light in Jiang Xian's eyes, and felt inexplicably sour in his heart.

Do you really like Erudite that much?

As soon as this name is mentioned, it can even sweep away the unhappiness and sadness?

Jiang Xian was still immersed in surprise.

But if you think about it carefully, there is indeed such a possibility. After all, they are all practitioners in the entertainment industry, and I have mentioned Fu Boyuan to Erudite before.

As if thinking that he was doubting, Fu Boyuan took a deep breath to further confirm: "Is his online name Erudite?"

Jiang Xian opened his mouth slightly, his round and plump lips pouting: "Do you really know him?"

His emotions and thoughts were easily misled, and he couldn't restrain his raging curiosity, so he asked: "What does he do specifically, how old is he, is he handsome, are you handsome or he?"

Fu Boyuan cleared his throat and changed the subject: "These are not important. I asked him before, and he said he doesn't mind our cooperation."

Jiang Xian thought of the moon photo before, he snorted and laughed twice: "Put it down, he's cute and jealous." He paused again, "But it's true, even if he was jealous, he probably wouldn't tell you."

Fu Boyuan: ...

Jiang Xian persevered and said, "Are you friends with him? Can you find an excuse to ask him out? It's fine if I don't participate, just take a sneak peek."

Fu Boyuan's heart was agitated, and he answered copiously: "He's too busy recently and doesn't have time." He didn't want to talk about this matter again, so he directly returned the topic to the beginning, "That's why I don't agree to terminate the contract."

"Erudite is also my friend, and helping him is also helping him."

This "friend" was a bit gnashing his teeth, Jiang Xian complained: "I think your tone is not like a friend, but more like an enemy..."

I was surprised many times before that these two alphas are similar in many aspects, even have white moonlight.

He suddenly realized: "Cao, your Bai Yueguang can't be the same person!"

Fu Boyuan was a little tired: "Thought well, don't think about it next time."

A clock on the wall points to the number "one".

The two people did not argue about the cooperation issue, and both stubbornly refused to give in.

Jiang Xian spoke dryly, and he didn't want to expose his scars in person, so he was straightforward: "Take a look at Weibo, after weighing the pros and cons, you can openly propose to terminate the contract, I don't mind, and I will bear all the breach of contract fees .”

After finishing speaking, he didn't hesitate at all, and didn't give Fu Boyuan a chance to speak again, and went back to his room.

If the entanglement continues, the two of them won't have to sleep at night.

In the middle of the night, Jiang Xian tossed and turned for two hours without any sleepiness, looking and rereading the chat records between Tanshang A and Erudite.

His warm and flamboyant personality couldn't stand the long and protracted cold war, and now he has reached his limit.

So the typing editor said: [No matter what your attitude is towards this relationship, but I think we need to have a serious talk, do you have time recently? 】

Erudite still didn't reply him.

Early the next morning, Jiang Xian woke him up on time with the biological clock he had cultivated in the crew.

After washing, it happened to be the time for the restaurant to serve breakfast.

Considering the recent news and public opinion, he did not go down to eat by himself as usual, but asked the front desk to help deliver it.

Not long after, there was a knock on the door, and Jiang Xian deliberately put on a mask to open the door.

The girl in uniform outside the door had a sweet smile and a standard appearance: "Mr. Jiang, Mr. Fu next door asked me to pass this to you in the morning."

Jiang Xian took the breakfast and a kraft paper envelope.

His heart trembled, so Fu Boyuan really planned to terminate the contract, he was too embarrassed to say it face to face, and he didn't even want to send a message, so he just used this primitive and ancient way of communication.

Why don't you contact me with a drift bottle! ?

Jiang Xian curled his lips and slandered.

Rationally, he supports the other party's decision, but emotionally, he will inevitably feel a little bit lost.

He could guess that, according to Fu Boyuan's thoughtful personality, there must be a long speech in it, and after explaining it, he needs to comfort him at the end.

Jiang Xian closed the door and looked at the breakfast complete with fruits, vegetables, custard and milk. He didn't eat last night, but now he is not hungry at all.

Open the envelope first, and unexpectedly, there is only a thin piece of paper inside.

He slowly unfolded it, and only three words took up the entire area of ​​the paper: [I will not].

Jiang Xian: ...

If he hadn't seen Fu Boyuan's signature on the contract before and was familiar with this beautiful handwriting, he really wouldn't believe it was Fu Boyuan himself.

"Mr. Fu is so happy, did you receive a message from Mr. Jiang?"

The stylist was doing Fu Boyuan's hair. In the mirror, Fu Yingdi was staring at the phone, smiling so softly that his eyes were tender. She couldn't help but make a joke.

Normally, she would not dare to be so bold.

But recently my colleagues said that as soon as Mr. Jiang was mentioned to Fu Yingdi, you will see a completely different Fu Boyuan.

No matter how cold the iceberg is, it is as gentle and delicate as water after melting.

Fu Boyuan said "hmm" with a smile in his tone.

Jiang Xian took a picture of the paper and sent it over, and also sent a message asking: [Are you naive? 】

Fu Boyuan could even imagine the other party's expression, he must have felt helpless and funny.If the relationship can go further in the future, will it still capture indulgence and pampering from those beautiful eyes?

He became more and more greedy, wanting to arouse the other person's emotions because of him, so he couldn't help but replied: [Anyway, I'm four years younger than you. 】

Today's style was to show his forehead, and the bangs in front of his forehead were combed by the makeup artist, and he felt the movement of the opponent's hand.

Looking up at the mirror, he found that she was staring at the hairline above his left forehead in a daze. Fu Boyuan explained in a flat tone: "I fell and touched it when I was a child. Let the makeup artist cover it up later."

After speaking, he lowered his head to check the itinerary again.

I informed the company last night to help Jiang Xian contact the media to refute the rumors, and we are also further investigating the source of these rumors.

This business brand promotion event is the last announcement of this year, and it is considered a holiday after get off work.

He knew how much psychological shadow and pressure Jiang Xian felt after being stalked and peeped for so many years.Combined with the childhood experience that he told Erudite before, it seems that Jiang Xian has always undertaken and digested these things by himself.

In this living environment, it is a miracle that Jiang Xian is not depressed, but he is still so cheerful and funny.

Fu Boyuan picked up all the goodwill scattered in every detail as time went by and pieced it together completely.Even he himself didn't expect that the seed named "favorite" had grown slowly, and the bud of "like" emerged.

A text message popped up on the top of the phone to remind: [Mr. Fu, hello.You have successfully booked tickets for tomorrow's Nancheng Ski Resort, please arrange your time to arrive. 】

Two hours away from the hotel by car, there happens to be a well-rated ski resort.

He planned to take Jiang Xian there to relax after the holiday, and to boost their relationship along the way.

The publicity campaign officially started at [-]:[-] pm.

Tan Mengyue has liked Fu Boyuan since high school, and it has been almost three years now.

Because she is still a college student, her usual living expenses are not enough to support her star chasing all over the country. This time, the event held in the shopping mall in the city center does not require ticket purchases or other restrictions. The earlier you come, the better the location.

It couldn't have been a better opportunity for her.

So she rushed over after evening class after nine o'clock last night, and when she arrived outside the mall, there were already many fans with support items.

Arm in arm with her roommate, Tan Mengyue strolled along the flower beds one by one, collecting a lot of surroundings.

The last booth is relatively remote, stuck in a relatively dark corner.

She was lucky to get the last Q version keychain of Fu Boyuan, and the fans lined up behind sighed and dispersed, Tan Mengyue stood there happily watching for a long time.

Until her arm was pulled by her roommate, she heard her roommate's low and hurried voice: "Go quickly."

Tan Mengyue raised her head subconsciously, and suddenly met the gloomy eyes behind the corner of the wall, which made her tremble all over and her back felt cold, her legs were so weak that she couldn't even move.

The man barely blinked, his head was slightly lowered, and he stared at her with dark eyes.There was still a cigarette in his mouth, and the scarlet fire flickered on and off in the darkness, illuminating half of his face.The beard was messy and dirty, the cigarette was held between his rough fingers, half of the corner of his mouth was curled up strangely, and he raised his chin and took a puff of smoke at them.

Tan Mengyue was dragged away by her roommates. The two little girls sat by the most crowded flower bed, cuddling each other for a long time before calming down.

After finally getting through to the opening of the mall, they moved very quickly to occupy the front position.

The excitement of meeting the idol immediately dilutes the fear caused by last night's episode.

A group of young and beautiful girls gathered together, and the lively discussion almost overwhelmed the background music of the shopping mall.

But not long after, the crowd seemed to gradually quiet down, and the girl next to him automatically gave way to an aisle.

Tan Mengyue followed to look back, and those familiar eyes with a strong sense of oppression reappeared.

This time she saw the whole picture of this person clearly.

There was no special expression on the man's face, his jacket was worn out and worn out, and he walked forward with his right hand in his pocket, which stood out from a group of young girls.

The roommate touched her with an elbow, and Tan Mengyue regained consciousness immediately and turned her head away.

Unexpectedly, the other party did not continue to move forward, but stopped beside him.

A strong stench floated into her nose, and Tan Mengyue almost couldn't hold back her retching.

Half of her body was clinging to her roommate, and she couldn't stop shaking as she grabbed the other's sleeve tightly with her right hand, but it was too crowded, and she couldn't find another place at all.

The only way to get rid of this man is to leave the scene, and she is unwilling to give up this hard-won opportunity.

Under the public view, the other party should not do too much.

Tan Mengyue held her breath as much as possible, trying to ignore the man beside her.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, Fu Boyuan entered the arena on time.

The shouts of the fans rose several degrees in an instant, and Tan Mengyue covered her ears and screamed loudly.

It was only after seeing Fu Boyuan himself that he knew the truth of those online comments that said he was not photogenic.

The head is small, the shoulders are wide, the waist is slender and the legs are long, the face is three-dimensional and exquisite like a sculpture, and the white suit is refreshing and clean.

Fu Boyuan came to the stage and bowed to the fans, scanning around habitually.

Most of his fans are girls, and the boys who come down the line are basically young omega, but today he saw a middle-aged man in the second row.

But this person's appearance obviously did not look like a star chaser, so Fu Boyuan couldn't help but take a few more glances.

Every time he glanced over, he found that the other person's eyes were unblinking, lifeless yet strangely paranoid.

What's even more strange is that he still thinks this person's figure is very familiar.

The event proceeded smoothly according to the procedure, and the last link was random questions from reporters.

After answering several official questions, a reporter indeed mentioned Jiang Xian.

"May I ask you, as Jiang Xian's partner, or just a couple relationship at present, what do you think of his recent rumors?"

Fu Boyuan was neither angry nor annoyed. Instead, there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and he said: "He must be so beautiful from his aunt, but being beautiful is never a reason for being violated."

After he finished answering, his eyes wandered around the crowd, looking for the next reporter to ask questions.

But I accidentally discovered that the man moved from the middle to the first row, and there was only a few short steps between them.

Not only did the man stare at him unchanged, his obvious hostility was undisguised, as if he was declaring war on him.

Fu Boyuan instantly remembered the warning message on his mobile phone and the shadow in the rearview mirror at night.

So this is probably the person who has been spying on and following Jiang Xian.

The reporter asked again: "So you won't break up because of this?"

Fu Boyuan didn't evade at all, because he stood on the steps and had a height advantage, he looked down condescendingly, and met the gloomy gaze of that person directly.

His heroic eyebrows were raised lightly, showing off and provoking, and he asked, "How can couples in the passionate love period have something to do with breaking up?"

As soon as the words fell, the man rushed up the steps like crazy, and a girl next to him screamed and shouted: "He has a knife!!"

The crowd dispersed amidst the chaotic shouts, and some even fell to the ground in the panic.

The security personnel rushed over almost at the same time, but because the distance was relatively far away.The man rushed in front of Fu Boyuan first, the knife held in his right hand was polished very sharp, flashing coldly, and was about to stab Fu Boyuan's upper body.

Fu Boyuan has been in the industry for so many years, and he has also shot a lot of action scenes. He usually spends time in the gym whenever he has time.

He had no intention of hiding at all.

Seeing the right moment, he grabbed the man's wrist, and the muscles on his arm suddenly exploded with irresistible strength, and veins stretched out on the back of his hand.

Before he exerted all his strength, the opponent's physical strength was obviously not enough.

Fu Boyuan even heard the sound of his teeth rubbing together, and couldn't help but want to laugh.

When several security personnel surrounded him, he deftly turned his head and entered the blind spot of the camera. He sneered in the man's ear, "That's it!" A stab in the direction.

The blade instantly cut through the suit, and the bright red blood quickly soaked the surrounding white cloth.Severe pain surged from the side of his waist, Fu Boyuan rubbed his hands and touched the blood on his hands.There were layers of cold sweat on his forehead, and he pursed his lips in pain.

The man froze for a few seconds, and his rough voice echoed in the hall: "I didn't fucking stab it! He..."

Before he finished shouting, his whole body was pushed to the ground.

The crowd who had dispersed below gathered around a little bit, talking a lot.

"Wuuuuu brother is seriously injured!"

"Fuck, what kind of idiot organizer, can this kind of person be allowed in?"

"Help, my legs are still weak..."

Amidst the hustle and bustle, the staff helped Fu Boyuan back to the backstage, and wanted to treat his wound urgently.

Fu Boyuan was half bent when he left, most of his right hand was covered with blood, covering the wound, his voice was intermittent and mixed with forbearance: "Don't worry, everyone, try to go back as soon as possible."

In fact, Fu Boyuan knew very well in his heart that he just rubbed it with a knife, the wound was not deep, but the wound was relatively large.

He also has a slight blood coagulation disorder, and hemostasis is slower than normal people, so it looks a little serious, but it is actually a very simple skin trauma.

When shooting action scenes, the injury situation is much more tragic than this.

In the rest room, Yang Lu looked at the wound that was blood red, he didn't know where to start with the alcohol cotton ball in his tweezers, his brows were so wrinkled that they could kill a fly, and said, "Brother Fu, the ambulance is coming soon, bear with me a little bit." .”

When Fu Boyuan entered the waiting room, he left his assistant by his side. The other unfamiliar staff were cleared out, and their expressions returned to normal.At this time, he took the things in Yang Lu's hands as if nothing happened, and skillfully disinfected himself to stop bleeding, covered with gauze, and pasted adhesive tape.

Yang Lu stood aside and stared dumbfounded, and asked stutteringly, "Then...do you still go to the hospital?"

Fu Boyuan glanced at him, his tone was calm and steady, completely different from his state when he was on the stage just now: "Go, by the way, inform the studio, the more drafts of today's incident, the better." After a pause for a few seconds, he added, " Let me tell you that I was seriously injured."

Jiang Xianwo hadn't been out of the hotel for several days, except for a few words with Fu Boyuan occasionally, the staff communicated the most.

Bored, he was nestling on the sofa with his head up and playing with his mobile phone, almost growing hair.

A message from Tong Yuan suddenly popped up on the phone.

[My buddy is taking a break today, I haven't seen you for a long time, come out for a drink! 】

He regained his energy immediately, grabbed the padded jacket that was thrown aside and put it on directly, and pressed the voice input with the other hand: "Wait, I'll go quickly."

The two made an appointment to meet at a tavern near Nancheng Hospital.

Although Tong Yuan is on vacation, as a doctor, he has to be on call at all times, and his usual range of activities will not be too far away.

He drank here when he first joined the job, and he knew the boss as if he was one of his own.

Jiang Xian has also been here several times. The boss is very nice and never leaked any information.

As soon as he entered the door, he nodded to the boss as a greeting.

The boss smiled and said, "Doctor Tong has arrived long ago, waiting for you at the old position."

Jiang Xian walked to the small booth where they frequented most frequently, and nestled into the leather sofa.

Crowded and old but full of security.

The narrow wooden table is full of barbecues, as well as several bottles of beer and a glass of red juice.

Tong Yuan was eating meat skewers, his mouth was covered with seasonings, he chewed and smiled, and said, "Your white padded clothes are nestled in, like big glutinous rice balls."

Jiang Xian clasped his hands in front of his chest, and gave him a white look: "You can't stop your mouth if you eat it!"

Tong Yuan picked up a tissue and wiped his mouth: "But I'm really curious, how did you and Fu Boyuan get together? Didn't they get along in the first place?"

Jiang Xianluan explained: "We are together in this way."

Tong Yuan moved closer: "I have time, let's talk about it!"

Jiang Xian said in a strange way: "Get out, just gossip when you come out, and pretend you didn't see what happened to me."

Tong Yuan surrendered with both hands: "Didn't I accompany you out for a drink? Today we won't go home until we're drunk!"

Jiang Xian was ruthless: "I'm allergic to alcohol."

"I read on the Internet that Fu Boyuan's pheromone is not rum? Then why do you..."

"Aren't you a fucking beta, and you still care about the smell of Fu Boyuan's pheromone? What do you mean?"

Tong Yuan smiled and cursed: "If you go crazy again, I will give you a tranquilizer on the spot! I can't check my friend's date..."

Before he could finish speaking, the phone rang.

It was a call from the hospital, Tong Yuan answered it immediately, put away his foolish appearance and switched to the working mode.

Jiang Xian took a sip of the strawberry juice, trembling from the ice, even his teeth chattered, so he simply put it aside until Tong Yuan finished answering the phone.

He stared at Tong Yuan's face, but found that the other person's expression became more and more serious, and even deliberately avoided his sight.

Jiang Xian frowned, and asked with his lips: "What's wrong?"

Tong Yuan pushed away the barbecue in front of him, picked up his coat and put it on his arm: "Well, okay, I'll rush over now."

Jiang Xian watched the other party hang up the phone in a daze, but unconsciously followed the other party's movements and stood up: "What's wrong, talk!"

Tong Yuan lowered his voice: "Fu Boyuan was stabbed and just sent to our hospital."

Jiang Xian's pupils dilated instantly, he couldn't believe his ears, his face was full of doubts: "Huh?"

He was dragged out of the door by Tong Yuan and brought him into the car in a daze. He was dragging the seat belt blankly, but he couldn't get it in after several attempts.

Tong Yuan stopped starting the car and stared at Jiang Xian in disbelief.

He grew up from a young age, and he was never afraid of anything except for the real psychological shadow brought about by that abnormality.

When I was in elementary school, I followed my stupid and alcoholic father. I was often beaten so that blood flowed down my forehead, and my arms and legs were bruised. I never shed a tear.

Before high school, Tong Yuan had never seen Jiang Xian wearing short sleeves.In midsummer, I was sweating profusely, and I never took off my coat in front of people.

Wearing long-sleeved long-distance running in the junior high school sports meeting, and finally fainted from heat stroke under the scorching sun.Tong Yuan carried him to the school hospital and saw the scars on his arms for the first time.

Tong Yuan remembered that the first time they met was during the summer vacation of the fifth grade, and that night he slipped out to play alone while his parents were on a business trip.

When I went home at night and wanted to take a shortcut, I took a small alley with sparse street lights and narrow roads.

He unconsciously quickened his pace and ran forward, and met a man with blood on his forehead and sideburns, wearing white long sleeves in Da Xia Tian, ​​walking from the depths of the darkness.

Tong Yuan paused and took a few steps back, the face of the person opposite was pale, and with the blood on his face, he thought he had met a ghost.

I was so frightened that I staggered back, my legs got knotted, I tripped myself and fell, I sat on the ground and screamed, feeling pain and fear.

When the man approached, he realized that the other party seemed to be the same age as him.The crimson blood made the already white skin even paler, and the lips lost their color.

Tong Yuan plucked up the courage to strike up a conversation, and then took Jiang Xian back home.

Unexpectedly, the parents came back early, and they were going to be beaten up, but seeing Jiang Xian's miserable appearance, the two adults said that they would settle the score with him later.

In a sense, Jiang Xian saved him from a beating.

The two began a ten-year friendship.

Tong Yuan helped Jiang Xian insert the seat belt, and found that he was trembling, the bangs on his forehead were covered with sweat, and his face and lips were bloodless.

It was even worse than their first meeting, but it was obviously not Jiang Xian himself who was injured.

As soon as the warm air conditioner in the car blew, his limbs were gradually thawed and awakened, and his heart that had stopped suddenly was slowly revived. Only then did Jiang Xian feel pain and feel numb all over his body.

When he spoke again, his voice trembled uncontrollably: "Is the injury serious?"

Tong Yuan hasn't had a sip of the wine yet, and in turn, he will be his driver. By the way, he will also work as a part-time psychological counselor: "Don't worry, you will know the specific situation after you go there."

However, after a 15-minute drive, Jiang Xian gradually curled up on the seat, holding his knees with his hands and trembling uncontrollably.

When waiting for the red light at the intersection, he never felt the need to pause for so long a second, and wished he could fly directly to the hospital to see how Fu Boyuan was doing.

But it was really close to the entrance of the hospital. Just as Tong Yuan parked the car, Jiang Xian's heart was in a mess again, and his chest was so tight that he could hardly breathe.His face was pressed against the window of the car, he glanced back, and then began to instruct blindly: "Your car parked crookedly, go out and park again."

Although Tong Yuan knew in his heart that Jiang Xian didn't dare to face it, he really couldn't bear to force this big star.

Fu Boyuan's wife should let Fu Boyuan coax him, he can't comfort others.So he casually threw the car keys to Jiang Xian, and the straight man said, "Then you park yourself, I'll go up first."

Jiang Xian drifted into the hospital almost like sleepwalking, only running behind Tong Yuan.

Fu Boyuan seemed to have been sent to the VIP ward, and he was directly taken to the inpatient department by Tong Yuan.

As the elevator went up layer by layer, Jiang Xian's heart rate also accelerated rapidly, and he felt that his heart would pop out of his throat in the next second.

He clasped his hands to his chest, gasping for breath, and glanced at the mirror on the wall.Recently, I suffer from insomnia and staying up late too often, my complexion is really bad, my lips are almost bloodless, but my eyes are dizzy and red, as if my eyes are a little swollen from crying.

Ugly.

But he couldn't.

Tong Yuan shook his head, and complained: "Don't wait for a while, Fu Boyuan is fine, you have advanced to the ICU. He has already returned to the ward from the emergency department, so there is no need for a good brother."

Jiang Xian's mind was buzzing now, Tong Yuan's words sounded like flies, he couldn't listen at all.

He arrived outside the ward like a walking dead, and didn't even have the courage to knock on the door.

Tong Yuan couldn't bear him, knocked twice with his upper hand, and then opened the door directly.

Fu Boyuan was standing sideways by the window, his gray T-shirt lifted up and biting in his mouth, the warm light of the winter afternoon shone on his firm abdominal muscles with distinct grooves.His abdominal line is very well-trained, the edge of the black underwear is protruding from the trousers, and the white bandages are wrapped around his hands.

He had bandaged too roughly in the rest room and didn't do a good job of disinfection and sterilization. Now he will reorganize himself to avoid infection.

No matter how you fiddle with this body, it seems that it is always linked to the word "sexy".

But this time, Jiang Xian didn't have those strange thoughts anymore, he just felt his eyes were sore.

If Fu Boyuan hadn't gotten involved with him, then he would never have been targeted by someone like Zheng Weiquan.

He seemed to have dragged Fu Boyuan into the darkness little by little.

Tong Yuan gently pushed him, closed the door and left the ward.

Jiang Xian stood by the door, dumbfounded like a wooden man.

With clothes dangling from his mouth, Fu Boyuan couldn't speak, so he wrapped up the bandage quickly, and just about to put down his clothes, Jiang Xian shouted in a hoarse voice: "Don't move!"

He really stopped his movements, and then laughed and said, "Haven't you seen enough?"

Jiang Xian ignored his nonsense, walked over with vain steps, bent down to check his wound.

Some blood oozed from the right waist, and the newly changed bandages were also stained a little red.

Fu Boyuan was a little sensitive to being stared at the relatively private/private parts like this. He felt the scorching breath on it, his abdominal muscles tensed up, and his body leaned back as if fleeing.

Unexpectedly, because of his height, such a posture was even more strange, as if Jiang Xian was doing something indescribable to himself.

When I think of this, I seem to have a picture in my mind.

Obviously feeling that his ears were starting to heat up, he rolled his Adam's apple and turned his head to look out the window, but his peripheral vision was completely out of his control.

Jiang Xian is not short either, so he lowered his waist slightly for better viewing.

The sagging waist and plump buttocks, the arc outlined in the air is extremely sexy.

Fu Boyuan remembered that when he was shooting a magazine last time, he saw the faint waist under the white sweater of the other party.There is no trace of fitness at all, nor any excess fat, white, firm and slender.

That kind of visual impact is stronger than direct nakedness.

The more pure and harmless something is, the easier it is for people to have the idea of ​​defilement and destruction.

He clenched his hands and kept rubbing them, as if he could wrap around Jiang Xian's waist with one hand.

I don't know when it will be confirmed.

Jiang Xian sniffed and still didn't stand up. He couldn't help but read the news when he was in the car. When he knew that the person who stabbed Fu Boyuan was Zheng Weiquan, a surge of anger surged in his chest. For a second, he even planned to die with him. idea.

Feeling guilty and uncomfortable at the moment, he can subtly control the time and quantity of tears in front of the camera, and he can do it exactly.But no matter how good the acting skills are now, there is no way to resist the most primitive physiological reaction, and it feels like crying in the next second.

Cold fingers accidentally touched Fu Boyuan's skin, and a low, muffled groan came from above his head.

Jiang Xian broke his defense in an instant, gritted his teeth and straightened his body, covering his face with his hands: "Don't look at me yet." Unknowingly, he began to choke up, "Does the wound hurt?"

Fu Boyuan didn't answer his question, and held his wrist helplessly: "In front of me, it really doesn't need to be like this."

Jiang Xian was swayed by the pull, and his strength to hold on was gradually weakened.

Fu Boyuan saw a tear-stained face.

In fact, it's not as ugly as Jiang Xian himself said.

Jiang Xian's complexion was originally fair, but when he cried, his eye circles and the tip of his nose were pink.There were still tears in the clear eyes, and the eyelashes were wet, clear and innocent.

The hair is also messed up, and even has a broken beauty.

Seeing him crying more and more, Fu Boyuan felt a strong desire to protect, and couldn't help but spread his hands: "Do you want to hug me?"

Jiang Xiandang didn't see his movements, he was still twitching from crying.He took out a tissue from his coat pocket and wiped away his tears in a few strokes: "Haven't you heard a saying that a friend's wife should not be bullied."

Fu Boyuan: ...

This friend turned out to be myself.

With his arms stiffly placed in the air, Fu Boyuan said displeasedly: "That's a hug between friends."

Jiang Xian took a few deep breaths back and forth, forcing himself to calm down: "I don't need it." He didn't understand the other party's approach, "If you agreed to end the cooperation at the beginning, today's incident can be completely avoided."

It was this unavoidable topic again, Fu Boyuan sighed: "What about after it's over? If he keeps staring at you like this, will you push away everyone around you?"

He stopped after he finished speaking, and he had thought about why Jiang Xian was so outstanding in all aspects, but still pinned his love on Erudite.

It is only now that I understand that although the network is virtual and ethereal, it has given Jiang Xian secret protection.

You can fall in love freely and normally, and you won't put the other party in unnecessary danger because of yourself.

Jiang Xian was poked at the center, and his eyelashes drooped: "I'm more used to being alone."

He longed for the ultimate sense of security, and later found that he was the security