Chapter 87 Is your IQ over 80?

Zhou Yili glanced at him coldly.

"Why?"

The three words "Shen Jixing" seem to have some magical power.

No matter how furious the little lion is, it will calm down when it hears his name.

Zhou Yili said casually: "Isn't it because you are angry?"

Sikong Xiu felt that the first person who called him Little Lion was truly a genius.

Zhou Yili looks too much like a little lion. He has a fierce and evil appearance, but when he opens his mouth he makes a meowing sound.

He suppressed his smile and lowered his foxy eyes: "No, it's actually because..."

He whispered in Zhou Yili's ear.

Zhou Yili's eyebrows wrinkled slowly, "?"

“…”

Shen Jixing changed his clothes and came to the shooting site.

He felt Zhou Yili's gaze on him, which was a little subtle. He asked calmly, "What's wrong?"

The tall and long-legged man was wearing a black combat uniform with black leather rings on his shoulder sleeves and thighs. His lazy and arrogant face revealed overly aggressive hormones.

But there are little pink and white lion ears hanging on the top of its head.

He said, "I know why you bloomed."

Shen Jixing's heart skipped a beat.

A little red tip of the flower bud poked out from the white hair. He pretended to be calm and said, "Oh, and then?"

Zhou Yili stared at him and said, "Did I scare you that day?"

Shen Jixing: “?”

No matter how smart and wise Shen Jixing was, he didn't understand his train of thought.

"What scared you?"

"The day I was injured." Zhou Yili said in a lazy voice, staring at him arrogantly and casually, "I asked you if you like me, and you didn't answer, and then you blossomed."

Zhou Yili thought he was angry, but he was not.

“It turns out that you will bloom when you are sad.”

Shen Jixing was already scared silly at that time, but he still asked him whether he liked him.

No wonder he didn't want to talk.

Shen Jixing: "..."

He glanced sideways at Sikong Xiu, who turned his back while trying not to laugh, his shoulder blades trembling slightly.

Zhou Yili took a step forward, casually lifted the white hair with his long fingers, and lightly brushed the small rose bud with his fingertips.

"You were very sad that day..."?

Before he could finish his words, Shen Jixing couldn't bear it anymore and interrupted him.

"Zhou Yili."

Zhou Yili raised his eyes and looked at him: "Hmm?"

He still looked carefree and unrestrained, his slender hands touching his silky white hair, his disdainful and elegant look making it impossible to take your eyes away.

Shen Jixing asked calmly: "Is your IQ over 80?"

Zhou Yili: “…………”

He turned to look at Sikong Xiu, and the old fox couldn't hold back his laughter.

"Fuck, Sikong Xiu—"

Zhou Yili held Shen Jixing in a safe place with one hand to avoid being affected, then picked up the crew's prop cannon and rushed towards the director.

"One of you and I must die today."

“…”

After a brief interlude.

Zhou Yili blew on the muzzle of the cannon and threw it to his assistant. Sikong Xiu, with a dusty face, cursed the man for being a rebellious son and went down to clean up the mess.

"So why are the flowers blooming?" Zhou Yili still didn't understand. He wasn't angry or sad. Could it be... happy?

Shen Jixing neither denied him nor told him.

He casually rubbed Zhou Yili's dusty nose and said, "Guess for yourself."

…

The filming continued that night——

The sorcerer who fell from the sky was caught by the boy whom he had hurt when he landed on the snow.

His eyelashes trembled slightly as he met a pair of expressionless black eyes.

"……Card."

Si Kong Xiu stopped him: "Do you understand what 'expressionless' means? Why are you standing here and flirting with me?"

Zhou Yili squinted his eyes and looked at him.

Sikong Xiu raised his hand: "I am not seeking revenge for personal gain. If you don't agree, come and see for yourself."

Zhou Yili couldn't hide his thoughts, either in the past or now.

Pretending would only make him tired, he prefers to grow up recklessly in the sunshine, being frank and indestructible.

"Now I am the one who hurt you." Shen Jixing said.

Zhou Yili lowered his eyes to meet his gaze.

"It's the one who injured you and threw you out of the Human Alliance base."

Shen Jixing is a mature actor who knows how to manipulate his opponent's emotions.

Zhou Yili looked at him in silence for a few seconds: "Oh."

Shen Jixing has always been rational. He hopes that Zhou Yili's work will be better, and he also knows how much effort he has put into it.

He said to Sikong Xiu, "That's enough. Let's start over."

As the wire carried him up, Zhou Yili gently grabbed his sleeve.

The handsome young man with lion ears said indifferently, "So what?"

“…”

The wind in the sky whistled past my ears.

Snowflakes fell all over the sky as he fell, along with his heart that didn't know how to love.

Hurt me, so what.

Can't I love you?

Zhou Yili had a cold expression on his face and ran to the second floor with the unconscious person in his arms: "Where is the doctor?!"

Shen Jixing lay quietly on the hospital bed, enveloped by the moist light.

He was as fragile as a butterfly with broken wings, and he looked like he would disappear if the wind blew past.

"What happened to him?"

Sikong Xiu stared at the monitor. Zhou Yili was not a professional actor, but a crazy director.

In order to mobilize his emotions, the scripts of these two people are actually different.

For example, Zhou Yili didn’t know the ending of Shen Jixing.

"He was poisoned."

The doctor said: "His nerves are all damaged. If the condition continues, he won't live more than three months."

Zhou Yili subconsciously felt that this was impossible.

He sneered: "Are you kidding? Do you know who he is?"

"The highest-ranking admiral in the Human Alliance base, the best magician in the entire galaxy. Ordinary people are not even qualified to be his opponent—"

The doctor lifted his sleeve.

Black lines clung to Leng Bai's arms, extending silently along the meridians.

"It's true that ordinary people can't hurt him, but this poison is not spread overnight. From what I know, it has lasted for more than 20 years."

The therapist left the room.

"Twenty years." Zhou Yili snorted and laughed, "How old are you? Did you grow up taking drugs?"

He has always been lazy and never does anything serious.

"Aren't you very powerful? Can't you make me half dead?"

Zhou Yili coldly lifted the bed sheet and climbed onto it.

"Why are you going to die when I'm not dead yet?"

He thought about the conversation he had just had with the doctor.

"solution."

The doctor was silent for a few seconds. "The poison is freezing. Your pheromone is phoenix fire. You may need to use your..."

"My what?"

"Body temperature, body."

“…”

"As long as it's from your body, tears, saliva, blood... and anything else that can't pass the review, it's all fine."

“………”

"What the hell are you talking about?" Zhou Yili cursed.

On a snowy Christmas Eve, he held the person in his arms who seemed like he would never wake up again, and sat quietly by the window, looking at the winter world.

"Which one do you want?"

This man's life was burning to the extreme, and there was no way to give him any answer.

In the end, it was he who accelerated the deterioration of this man's poison.

Zhou Yili said, "You're lucky."

He would not shed tears for this man, nor would he hurt himself for him.

So he raised his thin, white, beautiful chin, and when the Christmas bells rang, he lowered his eyes and gave him the antidote devoutly and enthusiastically.

An endless stream of Phoenix Fire flowed into his mouth. Shen Jixing seemed to feel the heat and silently hooked his neck, changing from giving to demanding.

His Adam's apple slid slightly as he swallowed all the Phoenix Fire.

Zhou Yili was like an invisible antidote, and deliberately stepped back a little, "You're quite enthusiastic?"

Shen Jixing can only follow the story settings.

Seek Him, hold Him, claim Him.

Roses bloomed in the moonlight.

On a cold and lonely winter night, he found the lamp that belonged to him.