How could I not be afraid?
These words, one after another, hit Qiu Xing hard in the heart.
Qiu Xing grabbed Jie Yang's hand and tightened it little by little. His body was tense as if he was suppressing something. His brows were gloomy and a terrible storm was brewing in his eyes.
But he still tried to stay rational, and said half warningly and half pleadingly: "Xie Yang, don't provoke me."
"I'm not provoking you, I'm just stating the facts." Xie Yang's hand was a little painful from being held, but he didn't struggle, and even took the initiative to shake it back, "Qiu Xing, those were good assumptions just now. There are also bad ones, do you want to hear them?"
Qiu Xing intuitively felt that what Xie Yang was going to say next was not what he wanted to hear, so he pulled Xie Yang's hand hard and said fiercely: "Don't say it!"
Xie Yang was not frightened and continued: "The bad situation is that after you left, I became blind and crazy because I didn't get what I wanted from you. You gave me so much money, which must have made me a target of a lot of scum. They deliberately approached me, pretending to care about me and love me, and I gradually fell for them, but in fact they-"
Qiu Xing suddenly pulled Jie Yang into his arms, holding the back of his head.
"Don't say it. Jie Yang, don't say it."
“…”
Xie Yang raised his released hands and hugged Qiu Xing's body, resting his chin on Qiu Xing's shoulder, and said, "But in fact, they don't love me at all. They used me, betrayed me, and abused me mentally, making me unable to get what I wanted and causing me endless pain—"
Qiu Xing suddenly let go of Jie Yang, cupped Jie Yang's cheek with his hands, lowered his head and quickly approached Jie Yang.
Xie Yang looked straight at Qiu Xing without moving.
When the two were about to get close, Qiu Xing suddenly stopped, emotions swirling in his eyes, his hands exerted force and then relaxed, and his breathing was slow and heavy.
"Qiu Xing." Xie Yang looked at the intense struggle in Qiu Xing's eyes and raised his hand to hold down Qiu Xing's hand on his face. "Without your protection, my life would be a mess."
"……Won't!"
Qiu Xing pushed Jie Yang's body away, stepped back a little and pressed against the car door, as if he was commanding and persuading someone, he said: "You are so smart, how could you be used and betrayed? You are not Qinglin! It is impossible for you to have a bad life. Jie Yang, you are bewitching me, you are a cunning liar. Aren't you smart? Don't you understand? How on earth -"
"Qiu Xing." Xie Yang interrupted Qiu Xing, "I won't stay smart forever. And you just told me during the Chinese New Year that it's okay for me to become stupid."
So you have clearly taken a step forward and made a promise, so why do you want to take it back now?
Qiu Xing understood what Jie Yang had not yet said. He turned his head away from Jie Yang's sight in embarrassment. His Adam's apple moved, and he suddenly said, "Stop the car."
Zhou Miao, who was already frightened by their quarrel, hurriedly looked for a place to pull over.
Xie Yang sat back and looked at Qiu Xing, who no longer looked at him or spoke to him. He understood what Qiu Xing meant, raised his hand, pulled the door handle, and pushed the car door open.
"Jie Yang."
Xie Yang stopped and looked back.
"you……"
Qiu Xing suddenly stopped talking, raised his hand and pressed hard on his forehead to hide the expression on his face.
"I refuse your deal." Jie Yang retracted his gaze and pushed the car door open completely. "The me of New Year's Day cannot be exchanged for benefits. If you really want me, come with the promise that night that you would give me what I want and the courage to live." After saying that, he lowered his head and got out of the car. He turned around, slammed the car door, and strode away.
Wu Shui, who was sitting in the passenger seat, quickly got out of the car and followed Jie Yang. While following, he took out his cell phone to call a taxi and at the same time led Jie Yang to the side of the road to avoid the vehicles.
Xie Yang was walking on the side of the road without a hat or a mask, and quickly attracted the attention of many passers-by. Two girls who were walking towards them looked at Jie Yang stupidly for a few times. After exchanging a few words, they became excited and stepped forward tentatively. They followed Jie Yang two steps away and asked with courage: "Are you Jie Yang? We are your fans. We wonder if we can--"
Xie Yang glanced over. The upturned corners of the eyes and the cold gaze create a sharp and repellent aura.
The fans opened their eyes wide and kept their mouths shut, obviously frightened by Xie Yang's appearance at the moment, but after two seconds of being frightened, they actually became more excited.
“…”
Xie Yang frowned and came back to his senses. He suddenly stopped and tilted his head towards the direction where he got off the car. Then his expression changed and he smiled and said to the fans: "Thank you for your love and support. Do you want an autograph? Or a photo?"
The iceberg suddenly melted, doubling its lethality.
The fans were stunned for two seconds, then their faces and ears gradually turned red. One excitedly took out a pen and paper, and another excitedly took out a phone, stammering, "Can we still take a photo together? If, if possible, please! I became your fan from the show "Who is the King of Singers", you are great! Come on!"
"Thanks."
Xie Yang smiled at the fans again, then took the paper and pen to sign his name. He also kindly asked the fan's name, wrote a blessing to the fan, and then took the initiative to walk to the fan and smiled cooperatively towards the fan's mobile phone camera.
The place where the few people stopped was close to a school. There were many young people coming and going. The commotion here quickly attracted the attention of other passers-by. One after another, several little girls discovered Li Yang and mustered up the courage to run over.
A circle of people gradually gathered around Xie Yang. Wu Shui stood next to Xie Yang, carefully protecting him to prevent him from being pounced on by enthusiastic fans.
Xie Yang was surprisingly patient today. Not only did he cooperate with fans by signing autographs and taking photos with them, he also responded to a few of their inquiries.
"Why are you here? I just got off the car here for something. I'll go back to the company when the new car arrives."
"I'm working on my new album. Tong Jian and Ke Lan will also be releasing works soon."
"What kind of person do you like?" Xie Yang was silent for two seconds, looked at the fan who asked the question, and smiled, "This question is a bit beyond the scope, but it's okay to tell you. I like..."
He paused, lowered his head and signed another autograph, then looked at the phone held up by a fan and said word by word: "I like people who are frank, gentle, and keep their word."
…
The next day, Rongding.
"I like people who are frank, gentle, and keep their words."
The video ends.
Qiu Xing's mouth corners drooped, and he clicked on the Weibo video that was number one on the Weibo hot list with the label "Mom, I'm in love again" again, and moved the progress bar to the end.
The young man with handsome features and flawless skin smiled at the camera and said word by word: "I like people who are frank, gentle and keep their words."
Frank, gentle, and keeping one's word...
Bang!
Qiu Xing slammed the laptop screen shut.
He Jun, who was standing behind his desk, lowered his head, pretending not to hear the voice from the computer, and said, "Boss, Vice President Qiu—"
Qiu Xing raised his head and looked at He Jun with murderous eyes.
"...I'll tell him that you don't have time to see him now." He Jun changed his words decisively, closed the documents in his hand, turned around and wanted to leave the office.
"No need." Qiu Xing stood up on his own initiative, adjusted his cuffs, and with a sinister expression of "I'm furious, I want to vent my anger", he said, "You came just in time, new year, new atmosphere, I should teach him a lesson." After saying that, he walked around the desk, turned his head to look in the direction of Yang Xing through the floor-to-ceiling window, and strode out of the office with a murderous look on his face.
He Jun: “…”
The phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated. He Jun took out his phone and clicked on the newly sent text message.
Xie Yang: Did he see it?
He Jun wanted to sigh and replied: I see.
Xie Yang: Is he angry?
He Jun replied with a painful emoticon in despair.
…
Nagarjuna Recording Studio.
Xie Yang put down his phone, drank a sip of milk in a good mood, and then looked at Long Shuyou who was eating and flipping through the music sheet beside him. He looked at Long Shuyou's face and said, "Shuyou, do you want to take a selfie?"
Long Shuyu looked up in confusion: "What?"
Ten minutes later, Xie Yang posted on Weibo.
[Jie Yang: Recording a song.] 】
There are nine pictures below the Weibo post, including five selfies and four pictures of takeout. In the photo, Xie Yang and Nagarjuna were sitting side by side. Xie Yang raised his arm and rested it on the back of the chair behind Nagarjuna, making it look like he was holding Nagarjuna in his arms.
The fans were choked to death by this sudden photo, but then revived in seconds, howling excitedly at the photo of two handsome guys.
The number of comments on Weibo soared, and CP fans began to emerge.
Qin Cheng immediately called Jie Yang and asked, "Are you just going to spread the news that Long Shuyou is helping you produce an album?"
Xie Yang drank the last sip of milk and replied, "It will explode sooner or later. Now is a good time to warm up the album. By the way, is Tong Jian's new album going to be officially released?"
"Yes, it's scheduled for the day after tomorrow, Valentine's Day. What's the matter?"
Valentine's Day, what a great day.
Xie Yang said: "Nothing, I just want to help promote him. Is Ke Lan's micro-film going to be released too?"
"Yes, it's the day after tomorrow. The agents of the two want to create a hype for a new IUD work to be released together. They just called me and asked me if you can spare some time to show your private parts on Valentine's Day to help promote Tong Jian and Ke Lan."
"Of course." Xie Yang agreed immediately, thought about it, and suggested, "Why don't we just do a live broadcast of the new IUD on Valentine's Day. You go contact Tong Jian and Ke Lan's agents and make some plans, and we can make a big splash."
Qin Cheng hesitated: "But on Valentine's Day, you don't have to be with Mr. Qiu——"
Xie Yang interrupted coldly: "No need. He and I are not lovers, so we don't need to celebrate the festival."
"..." Qin Cheng tactfully changed the subject and said, "I will discuss the live broadcast with Tong Jian and Ke Lan's agents. You continue to be busy."
…
The next night before Jie Yang went to bed, Qiu Xing, who had been quiet for two days, suddenly sent him a WeChat message.
Qiu Xing: I am sick.
Xie Yang raised his eyebrows and typed.
Xie Yang: Really? Drink more hot water.
The other side suddenly became quiet as a chicken, and then Xie Yang watched the prompt that he was typing on the WeChat chat box appear and disappear, disappear and reappear, over and over again, for more than ten minutes.
Finally, Qiu Xing sent a new message.
Qiu Xing: Chef Liao has developed a new dish and wants you to go home and try it.
Poor excuse.
Xie Yang smiled and started typing.
Xie Yang: I still have work to do tomorrow, so I’m going to sleep. Good night.
After saying that, he waited for a while, until the typing prompt on the chat box completely disappeared, then he finally put down his phone, got out of bed, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and looked at Rong Ding opposite.
A few minutes later, the light in Chairman Rongding's office was turned off.
Xie Yang turned back to the bed, picked up his phone, and sent a message to his friends.
[Jie Yang: Do you think you are the only traitor? 】
You actually use the excuse of being sick. Who are you trying to scare to death?
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