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"Lin Zhiqing! Open the door! Let's talk!" Gu Ting said anxiously, he hoped everything would be in time.

Desperate cries came from the room, Lin Zhiqing took slow and heavy steps, seemingly struggling.

Pressing half of his face against the cold door, tears fell from the corners of his eyes, and his tone was as calm as water: "I have nothing to talk to you about. Let's go!"

"Our relationship cannot be summed up in terms of 'money'. You open the door and we can talk calmly, shall we?"

The people inside the door reacted like this when he arrived, Gu Tingshen verified his conjecture in his heart, and he continued to persuade without giving up.

"Oh! If you have money, you can do anything. If you don't have money, you can't do anything. You have to restrict yourself everywhere. I'm not a fool, do you all think I'm easy to cheat?"

The person who spoke walked back to the living room and sat down again, his heart was as hard as iron, and he did not waver.

Seeing that the attitude of the people inside hadn't softened, Shen Minglan directly made a "come here" gesture to Gu Tingshen.

Gu Ting nodded slightly, and immediately backed away.He saw Shen Minglan accumulating strength under his feet, and his long legs were as straight as a sharp sword, piercing through the gate.

The two heard a "boom", and the door let out a sad sigh as if it had ended its mission.

The massacre in the bedroom was still being brutally staged, Gu Tingshen automatically received the signal of blood dripping in the room, and ran inside with lightning speed.

Lin Zhiqing straightened up and left the chair under him, and used the slow-frame motion of the movie to infinitely magnify the details of how he stood up.

The next scene is a confrontation scene between the two, and the atmosphere is invisibly dignified.

"Are you the young master who signed Gu Tingshen, or the young master who made him the protagonist?" Lin Zhiqing asked sarcastically.

In order not to let this person get in the way of saving people, Shen Minglan has enough patience to deal with him:

"At any rate, you once liked him, and thought of him so badly. In your heart, is he just a person who is mercenary and greedy for profit?"

"Hahaha...hahaha" Lin Zhiqing covered half of his face with five fingers, as if his eyes were burned by the filth of the world, and couldn't bear to look at it, "I don't want to believe it, but there are so many facts!"

He gradually put down his hand again, with an angry face: "And, didn't you come? If those are not true, why did you come!"

Shen Minglan raised his feet and stepped into the living room, unaffected by the wind and rain outside. The moonlight shone on his body, but standing there with a slender figure and a straight waist made people feel ashamed.

He is crowned with starlight, the Lord of the Winds.

"I'm pursuing him reasonably and on the premise of respect. I won't do anything against his wishes, and I won't break up like you and continue to entangle indecently."

"I'm not decent? Yes! You were born as the few people in this world who control wealth. Today you can say these things to me so calmly, but it's because of your wealth.

You can be glamorous, sit in an office with dignity, sign those tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of documents, and control the fate of others.

You can make countless people lose their jobs by moving your fingers.But if you follow the same path as us from the very beginning, you will linger on your last breath and be discarded as a trash can in the end.You will make the same choice! "

Lin Zhiqing felt that this person was really ridiculous. He wanted to persuade others to be kind without suffering from others.Who does he think he is, an eminent monk who has come to save sentient beings?

"I don't want to talk about what other people are like. There are countless choices in a person's life."

He heard the sound of something breaking in the bedroom, and the sound of messy fighting.Shen Minglan's fingers on his side moved subconsciously. He wanted to go in and have a look, but he was very worried about Gu Tingshen.

"You can cling to power, you can step on the bones to climb up, this is your personal choice.

But you can't, and you shouldn't, involve innocent people.When you become an executioner, what's the use of being rich?Aren't you the same as those of us you are not ashamed of? "

He pointedly pierced Lin Zhiqing's selfishness and hypocrisy, and brutally exposed the mask of his rationalized behavior.

Shen Minglan unhurriedly broke down his psychological defense: "I sympathize with you, you know neither love nor survival."

"Pity me... pity me? Pity me!" Lin Zhiqing's face was contorted, blood welled up his throat, and the fishy smell spread in his mouth, which made him unbearable.

He rushed forward to punch someone, and Shen Minglan stepped aside vigorously, and the two of them started a fierce fight in an instant.

In the bedroom, when Gu Tingshen broke in, the lustful editor-in-chief had already pierced through the branches and leaves of the flowers with a sinful dagger. In the mess, one arm was like a drooping withered branch, desolate and bitter.

He pulled the two of them apart, and the editor-in-chief was hit like raindrops. "Beast! Beast!"

Seeing that the situation was not right, the editor-in-chief struggled desperately, rolled his body to avoid it, and then counterattacked with the things placed in the room and at hand.

Zhang Ruoyu listened to the sound of fighting in his ears numbly, and remained motionless.

"Lin Zhiqing planned this incident alone! It has nothing to do with me!" The editor-in-chief argued and ran away, fearing that if he was too late, he would give his life here today.

"Lin, Zhi, Qing!" Words popped out of Gu Tingshen's mouth, the words were chewed and swallowed, and at this moment he climbed up from hell.

"Today I will not let a single one go!"

Accidentally, the rolled-up carpet made the editor-in-chief slip under his feet, and Gu Ting, who followed closely behind, threw himself on him and stomped on him.

"Which hand did you touch him, or did you use both hands together?" The editor-in-chief begged for mercy shrillly, "Don't dare! I won't dare again!"

But Gu Tingshen was as if possessed by a demon, the lava in his heart was about to spew out for the last time before he died, with unparalleled determination.

kill him!kill him!Killing him will end the shadow of the previous life!will end your suffering!He heard another person in his mind say this to himself.

kill him!kill him!There will be less dark side in this world, so there will be one less beastly person!He heard "Gu Tingshen" who was crying in his heart crying for help.

Gu Ting's headache was so severe that he dug out that heavy rainy night and forced himself to recall it in a masochistic way.

The raindrops are restless, and the heavy rain is restless.

Lin Zhiqing said that he wanted him to meet someone before breaking up, but he didn't know it at first, so he didn't think too much about it, only thinking that there was room for redemption between the two of them.

Later, Lin Zhiqing left him alone in the box, and the editor-in-chief who was full of desire said to him: "How clean can you be in the entertainment industry?"

He backed up step by step, banging on the door desperately to let him out, the door was locked from the outside, and there were his bloody scratches and handprints on the door.

His voice was almost hoarse from crying, and no one heard his cry for help."Let me go!" "Help me!" "Please!"

The rain was so heavy that the people on the street rushed to the direction of home impatiently, and a rose fell into the dirt and dust in the corner that they had no time to care about.

They are so hypocritical that they destroy everything that is beautiful, and say that it has never been clean and honest.

When Lin Zhiqing was tied up and unable to move.Shen Minglan pushed open the door immediately, and then he saw under the light, Gu Tingshen wrapped a person with a sheet, and that person was carefully hugged tightly by him, and was lying in his arms.

Gu Ting, who heard the sound, turned his head back, his face was as white as snow, and he stood there quietly.

Shen Minglan was taken aback - he lived in the light, like a hero.

I almost committed a crime.Gu Ting stared deeply at Shen Minglan, and then coldly looked at the editor-in-chief who was cowering in the corner and still panting.

Finally, I lowered my eyes and thought happily: But I am no longer alone, I want to go to the distance illuminated by you.

[The author has something to say: "King of the Wind" comes from Adonis's poem "My Solitude Is a Garden"

My flags are lined up, not entangled with each other,

My singing is lined up.

I am gathering flowers, mobilizing pines,

Spread the sky like a canopy.

i love, i live,

I was born in words,

Gather butterflies under morning banners,

cultivate fruit;

me and raindrops

In the clouds and its rattles, in the ocean for the night.

I command to the stars, I stand and watch,

I enthroned myself,

Be the king of the wind.

His poems are beautiful, friends who are interested can find them here]