The rental house of the new love and the old love has become a Shura field...
Room 303, Building 3, Yangliuan.
The lights in the house were on, casting a blinding, piercing white.
"Brother Cheng, I'm at the end of my rope." The silver-haired man on the sofa had a gloomy expression on his face. He lit a cigarette and smoked it by himself.
Cheng Sizhou and Wen Zichuan don't smoke, and there isn't even an ashtray in their house.
Cheng Sizhou opened the plastic and handed over a paper cup: "Where are your family members?"
"Don't ask me when you already know the answer. Didn't Fatty tell you? My grandma died of illness in the winter two years ago. That damn couple didn't even come back for the funeral." Liu Shixing's eyes were red, and he looked like a rabbit, so pitiful.
Six years after their breakup, Cheng Sizhou no longer wants to have anything to do with him, but people always have compassion.
He knew Liu Shixing's family situation. His parents divorced when he was three, leaving him with no one to care for him. He was subsequently fostered by relatives, much to the annoyance of those around him. Until a childless aunt couldn't bear it anymore and took him home, feeding him and preventing him from starving to death.
Liu Shixing calls his great aunt "Grandma" but calls his biological parents "bitches". Growing up in such a family environment, he would seek revenge when others bullied him, but would be spoiled when others were nice to him.
Although he understood, Cheng Sizhou was not the one who could save him.
"I was wrong before." Liu Shixing lowered his proud head, "Go ahead and scold me."
"I'm not the one you hurt. If you want to apologize, you should say it to Zichuan."
Cheng Sizhou began to regret what he said. Liu Shixing should certainly apologize to Zichuan, but if they met again, who knows how long Zichuan would be sad and entangled.
There were footsteps in the corridor. It must be him coming back. Cheng Sizhou tightened his muscles, like a man awaiting trial, ready to listen to his lover read out his crimes.
"Isn't he here?" Liu Shixing raised his eyes and stared at him. "Brother Cheng, there's an empty second bedroom in your house, right? Tell him I'll be moving in in a couple of days."
"No." As soon as the words fell, the door opened. Wen Zichuan stood at the entrance and looked over quietly.
In the huge living room, Cheng Sizhou, who was originally the head of the family, now looked like an outsider, sitting nervously on the short sofa next to him, while Liu Shixing took the main seat with dignity - the long sofa where he and Cheng Sizhou watched movies and played games together every day.
"Your words don't count." Liu Shixing was indeed beautiful, and her eyes flickered when she smiled. "Brother Cheng, your house is a bit old, but it can be lived in after some renovation. When I move in, the three of us can split the rent, and it will be easier for you."
Wen Zichuan's gaze bypassed him and cut into Cheng Sizhou like a knife, as if he only needed to say one word and ask Liu Shixing to stay, and he would not even need to put down his bag or change his shoes, and could just push the door and leave.
So he was gambling, gambling that his position in Cheng Sizhou's heart was higher than that of Liu Shixing.
Liu Shixing was also betting that Cheng Sizhou had not completely forgotten the friendship they had shared.
The atmosphere was so tense that it couldn't be lifted. Cheng Sizhou was silent for a long time before he spoke: "Zichuan, are you tired? Come over and sit down first. Can we talk?"
Wen Zichuan was so angry that he almost laughed. Was there any place for him to sit in the living room?
Should I share the long sofa with Liu Shixing, squeeze on the short sofa with Cheng Sizhou, or move a bench and sit aside?
He was too lazy to pay attention to Liu Shixing and only looked at Cheng Sizhou. He saw that his eyes were evasive and he was hesitant to speak. There was even a hint of asking for help in his posture.
Wen Zichuan thought to himself with self-mockery that if he had not known about their "earth-shattering" campus romance in advance, he would have thought that Liu Shixing had planted a time bomb at home to force Cheng Sizhou to agree.
"Since we're your friends, just chat." He said, then went to the bathroom. "I'm going to wash my face."
The cold water splashed on his face, and Wen Zichuan forced himself to calm down.
Indeed, Liu Shixing's purpose was very clear. Whether it was his weird attitude in the imperial capital or when he chased Deng Yuan and said he wanted to move here, it was all for Cheng Sizhou.
His brother Zhou was gentle, kind, soft-hearted, and didn't know how to refuse. He trusted his character, but was afraid that he would be too sympathetic, so he agreed without thinking.
It's already late today. What if Liu Shixing stays here to sleep over? If he does, there'll be another night. What will he do next? He can't just be carried away and thrown out, right?
Wen Zichuan took a deep breath, took out his cell phone, and planned to take a gamble.
He sent a message to Xu Jiaxuan: "Have you finished your evening study?"
Xu Jiaxuan replied quickly: "I got off the train, but I'm not home yet. I don't want to see my mom, so I'm taking a walk downstairs."
"I have something to ask of you."
"you say."
"Call the police for me."
"Call the police??? What's going on?!"
"There's no time to elaborate. Please tell Wu Meng that there's a thief in Room 303, Building 3. Ask him to bring some skilled fighters over."
Xu Jiaxuan looked up, glanced coldly at the brightly lit 303, and pressed the dial button.
Wen Zichuan wiped the water stains and walked out of the bathroom. He changed his cold attitude and took the initiative to say to Liu Shixing: "Aren't you in the imperial capital? Why are you so far away?"
"Why, checking the household registration?" Liu Shixing said with a forced smile.
"If you want to move in, Brother Zhou has some things that are hard to say, and I'm also rather timid. Rather than having conflicts later, it's better to ask clearly in advance." Wen Zichuan also smiled.
He said he was timid and afraid of things, and Liu Shixing believed him.
When he was in the imperial capital, he made up a few lies, which scared him so much that he didn't even dare to defend himself. He hurriedly covered his face and left, causing the "onlookers" he had arranged in advance to not capture the key points at all.
Otherwise, he would have all the "black material" in his hands, and if he asked someone to write a few press releases, he would be sure that Wen Zichuan would not dare to speak loudly when he saw him.
"I terminated my contract. I don't want to stay in the capital anymore, so I came back to join him." Liu Shixing leaned towards Cheng Sizhou with a warm look in his eyes. "After all, Brother Cheng said he's waiting for me."
"It's not easy to survive in the entertainment industry. I know you have difficulties, but..." Cheng Sizhou avoided him and didn't dare to continue speaking halfway. He had read so many books, but he couldn't even find a suitable wording.
Wen Zichuan didn't look away and continued to ask, "Go to him? What's your relationship with him?"
Liu Shixing became more and more aggressive and put his arm around Cheng Sizhou: "My lover, my long-lost lover."
He said the word "lover" in such a charming and charming way that everyone present was moved.
Wen Zichuan bit his back teeth calmly, and found that when he stretched out his arm and slid up his sleeve, the valuable watch was revealed.
Gossip posts online say that if Xingyu Feiyu's artists terminate their contracts, they have to return the watches.
Netizens mocked Mr. Wei for being too stingy, and there were jokes such as "When the artists of Xingyu Feiyu met on the set, they asked each other 'Where's your watch'" and "To enter the Xingyu Feiyu building, you have to swipe your watch to get in."
Liu Shixing's watch is still there. Either he did not terminate the contract and deliberately lied to gain sympathy; or he terminated the contract, but the sponsor did not ask him to return it, which further proves that he has a close relationship with President Wei.
"It's not impossible for you to move in." Wen Zichuan suddenly spoke, breaking the silence.
"Zichuan...!" Cheng Sizhou's eyes were half pleading and half tormented.
"Let's go to the hospital for a physical examination first?" Wen Zichuan said calmly, "I'm timid and afraid of trouble. I just want to live a stable life without any illness or disaster. You might bring some disease with you by coming here. I won't feel at ease if I don't get a checkup."
"What disease...what do you mean?!" Liu Shixing raised his voice.
"You've been a resident singer in the gay bar for two years. You must have played with quite a few people, right? Or did Boss Wei give you more?" Wen Zichuan looked over intently, madly trampling on his bottom line.
"Fuck you! Stop spitting blood!" Liu Shixing wanted to jump up. "Okay, check me out. Brother Cheng, you saw that, didn't you? This guy is very cunning. I told you a long time ago, don't be fooled by him!"
"Which of my words lied? You haven't been a resident singer in a gay bar? Haven't you had other boyfriends? Or haven't you signed with Xingyu Feiyu and been praised by Boss Wei?" Wen Zichuan pressed forward with his words, but he took a few steps back and walked around to the other side of Cheng Sizhou. "Your ex is really dirty."
"Fuck!" Liu Shixing was enraged and immediately started cursing. He threw a string of curse words at Wen Zichuan and pointed at his nose and said, "You are spreading rumors here without any real evidence..."
"Aren't you making up rumors about me without any real evidence?!" Wen Zichuan interrupted him, "Look at your scoundrel look, are you worthy of staying with us?!"
Cheng Sizhou's ears were buzzing, and he felt anxious and short of breath listening to the two of them arguing, as if there was something stuck in his chest, which he couldn't hold back nor could he spit out.
"Heh, a lousy voice actor dares to pretend to be someone's dad and teach me a lesson!" Liu Shixing laughed in anger, suddenly rushed over, and grabbed Wen Zichuan by the collar, "Who the hell do you think you are!!"
Wen Zichuan's neck was suddenly tightened, and the edge of the collar made it hard for him to breathe.
So close, he detected a madness in Liu Shixing's eyes. He pinched himself, seemingly not just to vent his anger or teach him a lesson, but to truly strangle himself to death.
"Shixing! Let him go!" Cheng Sizhou wanted to separate them, but Liu Shixing kicked him, causing him to stagger a few steps and hit the corner of the coffee table with a "bang".
"Zhou...Brother!" Wen Zichuan squeezed out two words. Seeing him holding his waist and gasping for breath, he must have been hit hard.
"You're just a coward, and you think you can be a hero and save the damsel in distress?!" Liu Shixing's eyes were fierce and sharp. The more he watched Cheng Sizhou defend Wen Zichuan, the more he wanted to do something even more drastic. He desperately wanted to know just how far his ex-boyfriend would go for this new love.
"Let him go! It's my fault. I'm sorry for you. Come on, pinch me. Pinch me!"
Cheng Sizhou climbed up with great pain, and just as he approached Liu Shixing, he was kicked in the stomach by him. The 1.8-meter-tall man fell to the ground immediately, knocking over many things.
He covered his abdomen, hunched his back like a boiled shrimp, and sweat broke out on his forehead in pain amid the mess on the ground.
A few years ago, Zou Yilong, as a mutual friend of theirs, thought that Liu Shixing and he still had feelings for each other, so he rushed to tell him about Liu Shixing's latest situation as soon as he had any news.
Cheng Sizhou knew that Liu Shixing had sung in a gay bar, and he also knew that because of his good looks, he was often molested by drunkards, and that in order to protect himself, he learned Sanda self-defense for two years.
"Liu Shixing--! Let Zichuan go, let him go!" Cheng Sizhou screamed with red eyes.
"Open the door! Is anyone there? Open the door!" A knock on the door suddenly sounded. "We are investigating the community tenants. Please cooperate!"
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