Li Fengzhi suddenly felt bitter, but he suppressed his emotion and lowered his eyes. He walked over and took Gu Shiyi's hand and said, "Let's go upstairs and talk."

When he opened the door, the two bags were still thrown in the entrance.

Li Fengzhi bent down to clean up, but Gu Shiyi pulled him aside, "I'll do it."

Li Fengzhi just watched him from the side. After a long while, he said in a decisive tone, "Gu Shiyi, don't come to me again in the future." Gu

Shiyi's fingers that had just picked up the yogurt paused, and it seemed that something suddenly hit his head, and his eyes began to blacken.

"I'm just a small agent who has to tighten his belt to pay off his mortgage." Li Fengzhi forced himself to say cruel enough words, "I don't have the energy or qualifications to play with people like you."

"People like us..." Gu Shiyi repeated sarcastically, then stood up and said, "So in your heart, Su Miao and I are the same person, right?"

"Isn't it." Li Fengzhi said, "Gu Shiyi, for me, there is no such thing as a prodigal son turning back."

Everyone who is with a bad man thinks that she will be the special one.

Special enough to make the other person fall in love with her and become affectionate and loyal from then on.

But how is this possible?

Even if there is, it will not be him, Li Fengzhi.

He knows that the process of being fresh and perfunctory is often just a matter of a moment.

But at this moment, he did not understand that even a swaying ship will want to dock one day.

Gu Shiyi was extremely bitter in his heart. He was obviously very sad, but he looked at Li Fengzhi and laughed softly.

"No matter how serious I am, you never believed me from beginning to end." There was stubbornness and fragility in his eyes, "Do I, Gu Shiyi, look like an idiot in your eyes, Li Fengzhi?"

At this point, he suddenly raised his hand and pinched Li Fengzhi's shoulder hard, "I even thought about how to take you home, but you always distance yourself from me, every time, every time."

Li Fengzhi pushed his hand away cruelly and said in a trembling voice: "I just don't want to be that wicked anymore, okay? Or in your eyes, a person like me doesn't even deserve dignity?"

Gu Shiyi felt a pain in his chest that made him unable to breathe, and the lack of oxygen made his limbs cold and numb, "Li Fengzhi, what did I do wrong, huh? Or is it that Su Miao is so unforgettable to you?!"

Li Fengzhi's pupils suddenly contracted for a moment, and the strong sob in his throat made him unable to say a word.

He didn't say anything, and in the eyes of Gu Shiyi, who had lost all his rationality at this time, it was tacit agreement.

Just like Xiaohong said, he would always suffer losses from this mouth.

Even though the pain in his heart was about to break him, he still clenched his fists tightly and said expressionlessly: "Li Fengzhi, you deserve to be dumped. You deserve Su Miao to treat you like that."

Li Fengzhi was panicked, but it was as if he had been freed from a desperate situation. He had no strength left in his body.

After an unknown amount of time, he raised his eyes and said calmly: "Have you said enough? If you have, let's go." As

soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and walked to the bedroom, then closed the door.

Gu Shiyi looked at the door that was slowly closing, and a sense of anger arose. He kicked the bag that he had just packed on the ground fiercely, and the things inside flew everywhere.

The mess on the floor seemed to be mocking his deep affection.

When Li Fengzhi couldn't see, Gu Shiyi's eyes finally turned red.

He wiped his eyes vigorously, then squatted down and took out the date paste cake from another bag.

Gu Shiyi walked to the dining table and gently placed the things in his hand on it.

Xiaohong, who watched the whole process, was helpless at this time. She drooped her head and sighed heavily.

If only the agent could see her, she would rush into the bedroom and tell him: Although your little puppy's words are hurtful, you must not abandon him.

After Gu Shiyi went downstairs, he stood by the car and took out a cigarette box.

But when he opened the lid of the lighter, his right hand was shaking so much that he couldn't even light the cigarette. At

this moment, he suddenly uttered a helpless sob, then raised his arms to cover his eyes and cried like a child.

From that day on, Gu Shiyi never came to see Li Fengzhi again. It was as if he had disappeared, and he didn't even send a message.

Li Fengzhi stayed at home for a day, and the next day he told Xie Chengyuan that he was going to City G, but the other party told him that the recording location was in the deep mountains and forests, and if he went there he could only live in the city like other star agents.

In the end, Li Fengzhi didn't go, but he worked so hard to enrich himself that he was so tired that he could fall asleep as soon as he lay down on the bed every day.

Four days later, Jing Shaoci and Yan Zixiu finished the recording and returned to City B.

When they came out of the airport, there were two other groups of celebrity guests behind them. Everyone seemed to have lost a lot of weight, and not only that, but also their mental state was very haggard.

Although recording a program is indeed very tiring, it is indeed a bit strange that everyone is carrying this kind of fatigue that cannot be concealed.

After getting in the car, Li Fengzhi asked with some concern: "Zixiu, is this recording very hard?"

Yan Zixiu's expression was the same as usual, and he said calmly: "Not bad."

Jing Shaoci turned his head to look at him, and finally his eyes fell on his injured finger.

Li Fengzhi didn't know that the two of them were recording together at this time, and thought that Mr. Jing went to N City specifically to pick up Yan Zixiu.

On the way back, he briefly talked about the notices for the second half of the month, and asked Yan Zixiu to have a good rest these few days and read the script in the mailbox when he was free.

Before getting off the car, Yan Zixiu asked with a hidden meaning: "Manager Li, did anything happen to you during the days I was away?"

Li Fengzhi's expression froze for a moment, then he smiled and said, "No, I was just working all the time." He was

still being stubborn.

Even Jing Shaoci could clearly see that he had lost a lot of weight, as if he had a serious illness.

Yan Zixiu usually didn't want to force others, and seeing that Li Fengzhi didn't want to say anything, he didn't ask any more questions.

After arriving home, Xie Wanxin, who knew that the two of them were coming back today, personally prepared a large table of dishes to welcome them home.

This time, Jing Fengyi deliberately did not persuade him, because his heartless son had no time to accompany his wife because of love.

Jing Shaoci and Yan Zixiu had just eaten two bites when Xie Wanxin asked, "Xiu Xiu, did you and Xiaoci wear the pajamas I prepared for you on the show?"

Yan Zixiu coughed when he mentioned the pajamas, and then said, "Yes."

Xie Wanxin immediately narrowed her eyes and smiled, "Isn't it very cute?"

At this point, Jing Shaoci put down his chopsticks and asked, "Mom, did you get our sizes wrong?"

Xie Wanxin blinked, "No."

Jing Shaoci pointed at himself suspiciously, "So, I was originally a white kitten?"

"Yes."

Yan Zixiu pursed his lips restrainedly, after all

, it is not a good behavior to make fun of others in person. Jing Shaoci wanted to ask why, but his reason told him that he might not be able to accept his mother's answer.

After finishing his meal, Yan Zixiu returned to his room and removed the bandage on his left hand.

Jing Shaoci saw this and said, "I'll do it."

"No problem." Yan Zixiu looked up at him and said, "You are also injured, I can do it myself."

Although the incident that happened before was a scare, it was enough for the other guests to escape death. The two who didn't come back are still lying in the hospital.

Seeing that his expression was a little solemn, Yan Zixiu deliberately changed the subject and said, "Do you feel that Xu Maitong is a little fond of you?"

Not only Xu Maitong, but also Li Siruo was particularly attentive to each other in the last two days of recording.

Jing Shaoci's expression changed when he heard this. He stared at Yan Zixiu for a few seconds, then raised his eyebrows and said, "Are you jealous?"

Yan Zixiu showed a puzzled look, "No."

You said no, but you frowned.

Jing Shaoci, who thought he had mastered all the situations, looked at him seriously and said, "I won't like them."

"I know." Yan Zixiu nodded, and then naturally said, "Because you don't..."

Before he finished speaking, he was suddenly covered by the other party's big hand.

"You don't need to repeat it. Even if I have all my souls, I won't look at them more." Jing Shaoci said with gritted teeth.

Seeing that the other party nodded obediently, Jing Shaoci let go of his hand.

When Yan Zixiu was about to start extracting the poison from his fingertips, he was afraid that Jing Shaoci would start to nitpick about his injury again, so he said, "You said that Li Jingji is bothered by Gu Shiyi again."

Jing Shaoci, who had been focusing on his left hand, raised his eyes expressionlessly and said, "Shiyi really likes Li Jingji."

Yan Zixiu paused with his fingertips and said, "Whether someone is sincere or not cannot be judged by appearance."

Some people are only half sincere, but they can also show ten points. This is coldness.

Jing Shaoci asked coldly, "Why do you think Shiyi is not?"

"Look at the face." Yan Zixiu said calmly, "Gu Shiyi's red luan is not moved, which is enough to show that he is not moved."

"Yan Zixiu, do you have to judge everything according to the law of the universe?"

Jing Shaoci's tone was inexplicably angry, which made Yan Zixiu a little puzzled, "Does Li Jingji have to verify it personally and end up with bruises all over his body to be the result?"

Jing Shaoci looked at him, "You just rely on your ability and never listen to me."

As soon as he finished speaking, he stood up and walked out, then closed the door forcefully.

This quarrel was inexplicable, but it was not without reason.

Jing Shaoci was angry in his heart, and he was just angry about the matter of Gu Shiyi and Li Fengzhi.

He was angry that Yan Zixiu never took his words to heart, and even disregarded his own life for some bullshit master's teachings.

He was even more angry that he didn't even say a word when he was injured.

Yan Zixiu was always like this, as if no one in this world was worthy of his trust and reliance.

The night when the two quarreled, Jing Shaoci slept in the guest room.

The next morning, Yan Zixiu went out before dawn.

In this world, some Buddhist temples are open to lay guests, while others are practicing hard in the mountains.

Yan Zixiu walked on the road for half a day, and just before the sun set, he arrived in front of a dilapidated temple.

He raised his hand and knocked on the door, and after waiting for a while, a young monk opened the door.

Although he was young, he behaved very well. The little monk clasped his hands together and bowed to Yan Zixiu, then said, "Donor, is there anything I can help you with?"

Yan Zixiu smiled at him faintly, then said, "May I see the abbot here?"

The little monk hesitated for a moment, then said, "Please wait a moment."

After saying this, he ran inside, still calling "Master".

Hearing this title, Yan Zixiu's expression was dazed for a moment, and then he lowered his eyes.

After waiting for three or five minutes, an old monk with a white beard came out, and after a few words, he invited Yan Zixiu in.

As they had to go down the mountain later, after sitting down, Yan Zixiu went straight to the point and asked, "Master, can I borrow the incense ash from the incense burner in your temple?"

He was not asking for it for himself, but for Jing Shaoci.

The old monk looked at him kindly, twirling his Buddhist beads and said, "Yes."

Yan Zixiu was a little surprised by the other party's straightforwardness, but he quickly came to his senses and said, "You are practicing hard here in your temple, so you should not care about money, so I..."

"I care."

Yan Zixiu was just about to take out the ancient Buddhist scriptures he had half-snatched from Zhuyuanzhai from his backpack, but the old monk said these three words with a smile.

He was stunned for a moment, then said uncertainly: "Then, young man, donate some money for the incense?"

The old monk's smile deepened, "Thank you very much."

After saying this, the young monk beside him also showed a few missing teeth and smiled at him.

Yan Zixiu's eyes were inexplicably sore, then he lowered his head and said: "This is the responsibility of the younger generation."

Because this mountain temple is far away from the city, the monks here only have a mobile phone that can only make calls, so he agreed with the abbot to send the cash the day after tomorrow.

After putting the sandpaper-wrapped incense ash into his backpack, Yan Zixiu bowed slightly to the abbot and prepared to go down the mountain.

Just as he walked out of the mountain gate, the old monk suddenly said, "Donor, only by letting go of one thought can you be free in every way, Amitabha."

Yan Zixiu turned his head slightly and whispered, "Thank you for your guidance, Master."

Although he said so, only Yan Zixiu knew that he could not let go of that thought no matter what.

It was already two o'clock in the morning when he returned home.

He originally thought that everyone at home had gone to bed, but he didn't expect that as soon as he entered the door, he saw Jing Shaoci sitting alone on the sofa in the living room.

The two had just quarreled yesterday, and the atmosphere was a bit awkward now.

"Have you eaten?" After a while, Jing Shaoci asked with an indifferent expression. Shanmu... and Mu... Sanzheng... Xili...

Yan Zixiu moved the fingertips hanging at his side, and then said, "It hasn't been used yet."

Jing Shaoci gave him a displeased look, then turned and walked towards the kitchen.

Ten minutes later, a bowl of beef noodles was placed in front of him.

"Instant food, I only know how to make this."

Although Jing Shaoci's tone was stiff, Yan Zixiu still smiled at him.

Jing Shaoci turned his head away uncomfortably, but his expression became less cold.

When Yan Zixiu finished his noodles and put down his chopsticks, Jing Shaoci, who had been sitting opposite him, said, "Shi Yi is in the hospital."