He only had time to say one word before Yan Zixiu disappeared with Xie Chence and Yin Qinghe.

After returning to the hotel, Yin Qinghe felt a little guilty.

Although he was a master, he was still a little scared if Xiao Wu really got angry.

Yan Zixiu looked at his slightly swollen eyes and sighed in his heart.

"Uncle Master, you and Master should go to bed early." "

Xiao Wu..." Yin Qinghe called out, but didn't know what to say next.

Although he beat and scolded Jing Shaoci, like Xie Chence, he didn't have the heart to say anything harsh.

Because even if they didn't see it with their own eyes, they knew very well in their hearts that Jing Shaoci in the previous life would not be happy after knowing the truth.

Otherwise, if he ascended the throne as emperor, the purple aura on his body would not have continued to this life.

If it weren't so, Yin Qinghe swore that he would make Jing Shaoci die more miserably than Lu Wuchen.

After returning to the room, Xie Chence looked at Yin Qinghe's depressed mood, held his hand and said, "Xiaohe, are you really not going to let that kid recover his memory?"

Yin Qinghe lowered his eyes and muttered softly, "I was just talking nonsense when I was angry."

"Besides," he said, getting angry, "Why should Xiaowu be the only one suffering in that memory? He must go through this experience to understand how stupid what he did was!"

Xie Chence touched his head. His Xiaohe was always hard-mouthed but soft-hearted.

The next morning, Yan Zixiu ordered breakfast for the two of them and set off for training.

When the doorbell rang, Xie Chence, who had not slept all night, sat up. He first covered Yin Qinghe with the quilt, then got out of bed and walked towards the door.

When he opened the door, Jing Fengyi and Xie Guanxin were standing at the door.

"Mr. Xie, sorry to bother you so early." Xie Guanxin looked a little sad.

Xie Chence leaned aside and said, "Come in, both of you."

After the two sat in the living room, Xie Chence went to the bedroom and woke Yin Qinghe up quietly.

"Xiaohe, Mr. Jing and Mrs. Xie are here."

Yin Qinghe was still sleepy, and she sat up when she heard this.

After the four of them sat down face to face, Jing Fengyi spoke first.

"It was Xiaoci who was sorry to Xiaoxiu, and we are also to blame, so today we came to apologize to you."

Jing Fengyi was about to stand up. Seeing this

, Xie Chence immediately advised him, "Mr. Jing, you must not do this."

Yin Qinghe also hurriedly said, "The two of them made such a fuss and it has nothing to do with you. I know that you and Mrs. Xie must have protected Xiaowu."

He made such a big fuss yesterday, but the other party had no intention of defending him at all, which shows the attitude of the two on this matter.

Xie Wanxin's nose suddenly felt sore, and she couldn't help asking, "Qinghe, what happened before you left? Why did Xiaoci break up with Xiuxiu?"

The things in the previous life were too complicated to explain clearly in a short time. Yin Qinghe had to say briefly, "There was a misunderstanding between the two of them. I went to find something to resolve the misunderstanding, so I took so long to leave."

"Since it was a misunderstanding, they should still have each other in their hearts." Jing Fengyi said in a low voice.

Even if Yin Qinghe was angry, he couldn't deny this fact.

He was silent for a moment, and then said, "In fact, this matter can't be blamed entirely on Jing Shaoci, but he has broken Xiaowu's heart now, and Xiaowu..."

Seeing that he couldn't continue, Xie Chence held his hand on his knees.

"What Xiao He said yesterday was just an angry remark. He still intends to let Xiao Jing know the truth."

Xie Wanxin heaved a sigh of relief after hearing this.

"In that case, leave the rest to me," Jing Fengyi said.

At noon, when Yan Zixiu and Duan Shaoheng came back together, they happened to run into Yin Qinghe and his friend at the entrance of the hotel.

"Master, uncle."

Last time, Yin Qinghe was too emotional and did not notice Duan Shaoheng. As a result, when he saw the other person's face this time, he was immediately worried.

The Red Luan star is very bright, but the Marriage Palace is not obvious. This is clearly...

Yan Zixiu saw that he was looking at Duan Shaoheng, so he introduced him, "Master, this is the closed disciple of Taoist Zhen Qiong of Qingyuan Temple, and also the actor who worked with me in this movie."

As soon as he finished speaking, Duan Shaoheng said respectfully, "Hello, two seniors, my name is Duan Shaoheng."

Yin Qinghe did not speak, so Xie Chence had to respond, "Hello, Xiao Duan."

After the two finished talking, Yan Zixiu asked, "Uncle Master, are you going out with Master?"

Just as Xie Chence was about to answer, Yin Qinghe grabbed his wrist, and then said to Yan Zixiu, "Well, it's too boring to stay in the room all day."

Although lying is not a good behavior, what should be done still needs to be done.

Upon hearing this, Yan Zixiu immediately said, "It's my fault. I will accompany you these few days..."

"Chen Ce and I will just walk around and see if there's anything delicious. You've been tired all morning. After dinner, go back and lie down for a while." Yin Qinghe said first. Yan

Zixiu looked at him without blinking, as if he had seen through their intentions, but in the end he said nothing.

After Yin Qinghe came out of the hotel, he patted his chest quickly, then looked at Xie Chence with some trepidation and said, "Do you think Xiaowu will be angry with me when he finds out?"

Xie Chence put his arm around his shoulders and comforted him, "Xiaowu has always been soft-hearted."

Yin Qinghe sighed, "I would rather he lose his temper than be like this now."

In the afternoon, there was a script reading. Yan Zixiu had just sat down when his cell phone vibrated.

The director and screenwriter had not arrived yet, so he stood up and answered the phone outside.

"Hello."

"Xiao Yan, this is Feng Huanlang."

When the two played siblings in "Silent Road", Feng Huanlang took good care of him.

At that time, the other party knew that Yan Zixiu wanted to lose weight and could not eat any more rice, so he tried to make some food that was very filling but low in calories, which was several times more delicious than the meals prepared by the nutritionist.

During the holidays, Feng Huanlang always sent him delicious food from his hometown, almost treating him as a younger brother.

"Little Sister Huan."

Feng Huanlang is now recording an indoor variety show. The loser of this segment must call the most famous artist in the phone.

She didn't want to bother Yan Zixiu at first, but when she was flipping through the address book under the camera, the host saw Yan Zixiu's name.

In terms of status, no young actor can match him.

Fortunately, this program is recorded before broadcasting, and there are no audiences on the scene, otherwise she would definitely scream uncontrollably.

"Little Yan, can I ask you a few questions?"

Although the noise on the other end of the phone was not obvious, Yan Zixiu knew that Feng Huanlang was recording a program.

"Okay."

The director on the scene heard it and immediately raised the question board.

"Will you search your own name on Weibo?"

Yan Zixiu replied, "No."

The second question, Feng Huanlang asked again: "Do you have any special hobbies in private?"

Yan Zixiu thought for a moment and said, "Sweets."

This was the first time he revealed his hobbies in public, and it inexplicably brought a sense of cuteness.

When the last question board was raised, Feng Huanlang's face rarely turned cold.

Seeing that she didn't want to ask, the main MC quickly squeezed over and shouted a question into the phone: "If the story between you and your ex was made into a movie, what would you name the movie?"

This time Yan Zixiu was silent for a long time, until the staff of the program group was a little panicked, he said: "Forget it."

The recording site suddenly became quiet because of these two words, and when Feng Huanlang came back to her senses, she immediately hung up the call.

After the recording of the program was over, Feng Huanlang sent a WeChat message to Yan Zixiu to apologize, and Yan Zixiu told her not to worry.

When he returned to the hotel, Yin Qinghe and Xie Chence were not there.

Yan Zixiu felt tired in his heart. He didn't know why he had let it go, but his master was still so persistent.

In his hysteria, he had forgotten that he had dignifiedly tried to keep that person, and he didn't want to look back.

As soon as Jing Fengyi got off the plane, he asked the driver to drive to the Yunsheng headquarters, and then went directly to the president's office.

When the secretaries saw him coming out of the elevator, they stood up neatly and said, "Chairman."

Jing Fengyi nodded expressionlessly, then strode into the president's office.

Jing Shaoci was sitting alone at his desk at this time, and he didn't even raise his eyes when someone came in.

Jing Fengyi walked over and said directly: "From today on, I will relieve you of all your duties in the group. I will let the secretary inform the board of directors. Now stand up and go home with me."

But Jing Shaoci sat there motionless as if he didn't hear him.

Jing Fengyi looked at him like this, and anger suddenly surged in his heart.

"You think you can always be right by escaping like this, but the more you are afraid to face the truth, the more you know what mistakes you have made!"

After Jing Fengyi finished speaking in a stern tone, Yin Qinghe's words suddenly came to his mind.

It's not that he didn't feel bad for his two sons, but he just couldn't let Jing Shaoci continue to be so negative.

Jing Fengyi sighed deeply, then walked over and put his hand on Jing Shaoci's shoulder, "Son, Xiaoxiu still loves you. If you do nothing, it will be too late."

When the three of them returned home, Yin Qinghe had already prepared everything.

He had scolded and beaten him, but today Yin Qinghe had lost his previous hostility.

He just felt disappointed, disappointed that the other party didn't even trust Xiaowu once.

Yin Qinghe walked up to Jing Shaoci, looked at him and said, "When I accepted Xiaowu as my apprentice, I asked him what he wanted to learn. He said he wanted to learn the best, the best."

"I thought he was scared because he was beaten since he was a child, but then I saw the way he looked at you, and I knew it wasn't the case."

Every word Yin Qinghe said was filled with deep pain, "He wants to protect you. To put it more selfishly, he wants to be worthy of you."

"He regards you as his faith, as everything. Even when I taught him to recognize the twenty-eight constellations, he would point to the most beautiful morning star on the North Star and call your name."

Yin Qinghe looked at Jing Shaoci's red eyes and said with a trembling voice: "Only when you are by his side, he will not feel that he is a little beggar who has no one to love him. No one can replace you, not even me."

Jing Shaoci couldn't say anything. He just felt pain and bitterness in his heart. He could only stand there with the last bit of strength.

"I will help you break the curse today. When you remember everything, you..." Yin Qinghe really couldn't say the words that asked him to chase Xiaowu back, so he could only turn his head and say: "You can do whatever you want."

When he saw the formation, Jing Shaoci clenched his hands tightly, and for the first time in his life, he felt scared.

If everything he saw was really an illusion, then to what extent would the things he had done before make Yan Zixiu despair?

"Are you not going to sit down yet?" Yin Qinghe urged.

After Jing Shaoci sat cross-legged and closed his eyes, he took out the pagoda flower from his arms.

"Before heaven and earth, the sun and the moon are bright, and the curse is over..."

Before Yin Qinghe finished reciting the spell, Jing Shaoci's consciousness became blurred.

The pagoda flower was suspended between the two of them, flowing in the air and emitting brilliant light.

After Jing Shaoci fell, Yin Qinghe immediately drew a curse seal on the palm of his left hand with cinnabar, then held a strangely shaped stone, stood up and grabbed Jing Shaoci's wrist with his other hand.

Seeing this, Xie Wanxin couldn't help but look at Xie Chence and said, "Qinghe and Xiaoci won't be in danger, right?"

Xie Chence shook his head, "No, Xiaohe has entered his dream."

The three of them waited like this. After about half an hour, Yin Qinghe suddenly trembled all over, and then he made a few struggling movements, but he always held Jing Shaoci's hand.

At this time, Jing Shaoci's face was extremely pale, and even his breath began to become weak.

The hearts of the three people were lifted up instantly, but no one dared to touch him, for fear of causing any accidents.

Gradually, tears began to well up in Yin Qinghe's tightly closed eyes. When Jing Shaoci's breathing completely stopped, his face was already covered with tears.

"Xiao He!"

Xie Chence's shout made Yin Qinghe break out of the dream.

At this time, the Futu flower, which had long lost its color, fell to the ground.

Seeing this, Yin Qinghe quickly took out a pill and stuffed it into Jing Shaoci's mouth, and then pressed hard on an acupuncture point on his neck.

"Jing Shaoci, Jing Shaoci, wake up quickly, Xiaowu is still alive, you can't die!!"

****

Yin Qinghe and Xie Chence have not returned for two days. Although Yan Zixiu wanted to go to Jing's house to look for someone many times, he gave up every time after pinching the hand gesture.

When he was about to go downstairs to eat that day, the doorbell rang suddenly.

He opened the door and it was Duan Shaoheng.

"Brother Xiu, let's rehearse the lines together."

Yan Zixiu couldn't refuse, because the director had told him to cultivate a sense of intimacy with the other party in private in the afternoon.

After letting the other party in, he turned around and went to the bedroom to get the script.

"The training will finally end the day after tomorrow. I'm really sore all over during this period of training."

Duan Shaoheng said a lot of jokes, but Yan Zixiu's expression was still cold.

"Let's start rehearsing the lines."

The two picked up the script and hadn't rehearsed a few sentences when the doorbell rang again.

Yan Zixiu was about to get up, but Duan Shaoheng said, "Brother Xiu, sit down. My assistant should be here."

He said as he walked towards the door, "I asked him to buy me some skewers. It's a good opportunity for us to eat together."

The moment he opened the door, the smile disappeared from Duan Shaoheng's face.

Because he saw the person he least wanted to see.