Chapter 80 It’s okay, is this worth crying about?

Shen Jixing hugged her floor-length hair in her arms.

Covering those useless little roses, he left the corner without looking back.

"Wow~"

The location where the crew filmed was a whole snowy town.

Mu Si pushed Boyu and stood in front of a window where snow was falling. The interaction between the two could be clearly seen from this angle.

"Young Master is actually chasing after this little upstart." Mu Si said with a raised eyebrow.

Shen Jixing took the initiative to chase people.

What a critical blow this must be to Boyu.

The person he personally nurtured and longed for, the one he believed was in his hands, was actively pursuing someone he didn't even like.

Mu Si gently placed his hand on Bo Yu's shoulder and patted him comfortingly: "Sir, please don't let your guard down."

Unexpectedly, Bo Yu did not warn him this time.

He calmly swept his hand across his shoulder, as if he finally realized something.

"You have someone you like, Mu Si."

Mu Si paused and slowly withdrew his hand: "No."

"Yes." Bo Yu's voice was firm, his amber eyes reflecting the European town covered in snow, "You can't hide anything from me."

Mousse's lips moved slightly, and he was about to open his mouth.

Bo Yu asked again: "Is it Shen Jixing or Zhou Yili?"

Mu Si: “…”

Mu Si was stunned for three seconds: "Ah???"

"You are a good kid, straightforward, kind-hearted, and you like to protect someone silently and selflessly."

Boyu is very familiar with the artworks under his control.

"You want him to be free, and you want him to be free."

Bo Yu didn't look at Zhou Yili in the corner again, and drove the wheelchair away from the window sill, "But I don't want to."

Mu Si: “…”

"I think I understand."

Mu Si looked at his stubborn back and said, "People always fail to recognize their own problems and yet they still have a mouth that loves to preach."

Mu Si looked at the falling snow outside the window.

He always felt that the gentleman's patience had come to an end.

He couldn't hold it in any longer.

That means that from the moment the master is exposed, Zhou Yili, who is inseparable from Shen Jixing, will also know.

“Why am I looking forward to it?”

Mousse opened the lollipop, put it in his mouth, and walked out the window without looking back.

"Fight, fight, fight."

…

The next scene that Shen Jixing is going to shoot is a fighting scene.

There are quite a few fighting scenes in the script, including many grand scenes with high special effects, which fit the immature personalities of Zhou Yili and Zhang Yang.

“That high?”

Zhou Yili glanced at the position of the wire, which was almost across the top of the town mountain, and asked, "Can you do it?"

Shen Jixing didn't expect him to ask himself, "Okay."

Zhou Yili then realized that this man was a Grand Slam Award-winning actor who had filmed countless wire-action scenes.

"Oh, I almost forgot."

Zhou Yili said casually: "I'm sorry, after all, I've never seen such a coquettish person."

“…”

Weird and weird.

Shen Jixing is indeed afraid of many things.

“But not afraid of heights.”

Freedom is the most romantic font he has ever seen. There is always a stroke representing hope in the four-sided cage.

So he is not afraid of heights.

Even if it is a prison made of lines on the ground, he will break through it.

The wire carried him high into the sky, his thin white shirt rising in an arc, the red silk ribbon flaring like a blazing flame, a silver sword materialized in his hand, its sharp edge revealed in an instant.

This was the first time Zhou Yili saw him filming live.

I seem to understand why Shen Jixing is the unchallengeable top star. When he gets serious, he is really...

Feeling.

It makes your blood boil.

"Is this the power of the king of the Western Theater? My God, our sorcerers are like chicks in front of him."

"So strong! There is no magician in the world more powerful than him."

The prop master on the ground was already ready.

The moment the Silent Star opened up, the entire icy surface covered with fallen snow suddenly came into bloom.

In the dead of winter, the ground is covered with roses, and every frame is exquisite.

"But he's... bleeding?"

"I heard that he was chased when he crossed the border, but with his strength, it's impossible for him to be injured...Does he have other injuries?"

Zhou Yili listened to their discussion with a frown on his face.

The words from last night echoed in my mind.

"I'm injured."

Zhou Yili only thought that his arm was injured. To them, that little wound was nothing, and even Zhou Yili himself didn't take it seriously.

Not to mention Shen Jixing, who is more noble and dangerous than him.

"No, he's been hurt so much that he can't possibly care about this..."

Zhou Yili suddenly realized, "He is really injured."

And only when the injury is extremely serious will Shen Jixing reveal it.

This person is aloof by nature and likes to convince others with reason. Those who don't obey are dead.

How could he propose to reject PK?

Zhou Yi stepped forward subconsciously, then stopped and winked at the referee.

The referee immediately announced: "Red team wins!"

Shen Jixing has already forced the opponent into a situation where he will be finished even without announcing it.

Because he couldn't hold on any longer.

The silver sword trembled in his hand, and then fell from the sky.

One man let go of his weapon.

Zhou Yili's face was solemn. He closed his eyes powerlessly and fell down with blood dripping all over the sky.

“…”

Zhou Yili is not a professional actor, but at this moment he felt nervous, regretful and self-blame.

And at this moment——

The wire in mid-air broke with a bang.

"Oh my god!"

The whole audience suddenly burst into screams; the wire really broke.

Shen Jixing had only landed in mid-air, still at least four or five meters away from the ground.

The one who reacted faster than anyone else was a black figure.

He rushed over in an instant, hugged the figure that was falling from the sky, and rolled towards the rose field beside him.

"careful!"

Zhou Yili seemed to sense something and protected the person in his chest, while his back slammed hard into the sharp black stone.

He gritted his teeth and groaned, and a sharp pain came from his internal organs: "Hiss..."

Who the hell put that stone there.

Shen Jixing looked horrible from the fall, but he was not hurt. When he heard the voice, he immediately raised his eyes: "Zhou..."

"Did you fall anywhere?"

Zhou Yili lowered his eyes, lifted up his face, and began to carefully check for any wounds.

This person is delicate and precious, and it would be a big deal if he fell.

Fortunately he caught up.

Zhou Yili didn't find any injuries, so he slid his fingers gently, but he saw that Shen Jixing's eyes seemed to turn red: "What's wrong?"

His voice sounded a little tired.

Shen Jixing held his shoulders, her long eyelashes moved slightly, and the snow in her eyes melted into water.

"Hold still, you're hurt."

Thick wetness spread from Zhou Yili's back to his fingertips.

Shen Jixing's fingertips trembled slightly when he touched the warm blood.

"Oh, I'm the one who was injured. I was wondering where all the blood came from." Zhou Yili drooped his eyes tiredly, his voice still casual and lazy with a smile.

Slowly bury your head in her warm and beautiful shoulders.

"It's okay, is this worth crying about?"

He didn't know that Shen Jixing was so aloof and cold, where did he shed so many tears, and this time he was crying because of him.

Zhou Yili slowly closed his eyes and chuckled: "Shen Jixing, do you like me very much?"