Chapter 98 Be nicer to me, Shen Jixing

Zhou Yili stood there in a daze.

The conversation between the two of them echoed in my mind, that cold and indifferent voice evoking a smile.

"I curse you to live a hundred years and never leave me."

"No need to curse, it is what it is."

What do you mean.

Shen Jixing can't leave him???

Before Zhou Yili could ask further questions, Sikong Xiu called him from behind, "Hey, that little blue-haired lion, don't leave yet. We have a few shots that need to be retouched."

The blue-haired little lion turned around fiercely, "?"

ヽ(#`Д′)ノ

"Go." The little lion ears drooping on the top of the head were pinched lightly.

Shen Jixing looked at him for a moment with her thin lips slightly raised, then withdrew her hand and turned away without any reluctance.

Zhou Yili walked towards Sikong Xiu with a confused mind.

In the speechless eyes of the single dog, he coldly threw down two words, "Death penalty."

Sikong Xiu: "#@!%...?"

Whose MV am I shooting? Whose new album MV did they spend two years working on?

He cast a casual look at Zhou Yili.

He narrowed his foxy eyes and sneered, very sincerely, "(′喳`)"

A voice with its hands covering its mouth and laughing came from behind me.

Sikong Xiu looked back with slightly wrinkled eyebrows, and Xiongxiong quickly lay down behind the monitor with only half of his head exposed.

Sikong Xiu remembered that Xiong Xiong was Shen Jixing's assistant.

He was a little amused. "Why are you still here? What is your job?"

Xiongxiong said in a low and serious voice: "Serve the Queen until we reach the lounge safely."

Zhou Yili was discussing the shooting angle with the stage controller when Sikong Xiu raised his hand and pointed in the direction where Shen Jixing left.

"The queen you are supposed to serve has almost reached her happy home."

Xiongxiong's not-so-bright eyes rolled around, and he said seriously, "No, that's the emperor."

He and his agent remain staunch Star-Glitz party members.

He pointed at Zhou Yili, the cool guy who was suspended in the air by a wire, with a fierce and decisive figure.

"This is the queen."

“……”Wow.

…

The temperature at the filming locations in the north is relatively low.

After taking a shower, Shen Jixing changed into white velvet pajamas and saw several missed calls on the screen.

Sheng Que.

The two of them didn't have much contact in private, so Shen Jixing called back, "Hello, what's up..."

Shen Jixing's voice paused.

Sheng was indeed crying on the other end.

In his impression, Sheng Que was cheerful and dandy, with some similar characteristics to Zhou Yili, willful and dazzling. This was the first time he heard Sheng Que cry.

like a calf.

Shen Jixing wanted to wait for him to finish crying, but Sheng couldn't finish crying. "What's wrong?"

Shen Jixing's voice became softer, but it still sounded cold through the receiver.

Sheng Que stopped talking immediately, "Brother Shen, are you close to Fu Chen?"

Shen Jixing leaned against the bed with a slightly damp forehead, and tried to keep his voice gentle when facing the child, "Tell me what happened first and then I'll consider the relationship, okay?"

Sheng Que: “…”

Brother Shen is so realistic.

But he really didn't know what to do.

Sheng Que still wants to cry just by talking about it now, "He said this afternoon that he decided to move out of the Sheng family. He is really angry this time. He doesn't want the Sheng family or me anymore..."

He seems to be a child who will never grow up.

He always thinks that someone will back him up.

In the past, he had his doting grandparents, then his loving father and mother, and finally, there was Fu Chen, who appeared cold on the outside but was warm on the inside.

But gradually, he seemed to have nothing.

They left one by one, even though he hadn't learned to grow up yet.

"Am I really going too far this time..."

Shen Jixing couldn't lie to him, "A little bit."

To someone who devotes himself to him without asking for anything in return.

The etiquette in my family is not the same as the etiquette in your family. It is tantamount to erasing all the hard work of Fu Chen over the years.

It turns out that in Xiaosheng's heart, they have never been a family.

"I don't know why I said that. I was just thinking about my birthday and didn't want him to be mean to me all the time. Sob…"

Sheng Que was crying incoherently on the other end, like a lonely and helpless little bird.

Shen Jixing said softly after a moment: "But you don't have to doubt yourself, it's not your fault."

Sheng Que was stunned, "Huh?"

"Fu Chen is not a person who acts on emotion. He has his own considerations when doing things."

The environment in which they were born determines that they are not people who act on emotional impulses.

Whether it is Shen Jixing or Fu Chen.

They take every step carefully and assess every possibility, because they have never experienced the cost of trial and error.

Fu Chen is like a towering mountain.

Even though Shen Jixing's voice was cold, it had the magical power to soothe people's hearts.

"The last thing you should doubt is that he will abandon you."

There are too few people that can fit in Fu Chen's heart.

But for someone he recognizes, even if he only has one path to take, he will give half of it to his friend.

Sheng Que was dumbfounded again, "Huh?"

Shen Jixing is very similar to Fu Chen at times.

He is a person with a rather cold temperament, but those he recognizes will also receive his endless patience.

When Zhou Yili came back from filming, Shen Jixing had already fallen asleep.

But the phone on the bedside table was still on.

He walked over and picked it up. Indeed, the call lasted one hour and thirty-six minutes.

"Brother Shen, are you awake?" Sheng Que asked in a low voice after hearing the noise.

Zhou Yili lowered his voice and asked him impatiently, "Are you telling fairy tales to my wife over the phone?"

Sheng Que was stunned by the title.

Then he wiped his nose and threw the tissue into the pile of trash cans. "No, your wife is telling me fairy tales."

Zhou Yili cursed, "You are worthy?"

Then he hung up the phone sourly.

Zhou Yili looked at the person sleeping peacefully under the dim bedside lamp, dressed in soft, white silk. His ink-like facial features had a unique kind of delicate and softness.

"You never told me a fairy tale."

Shen Jixing only teases him verbally.

Draw him a big cake.

Zhou Yili didn't want to wake him up, so he simply tidied himself up and held him in his arms and went to sleep.

"I don't know if you listened to me..."

Zhou Yili, feeling the coolness of the night breeze, embraced the warm and clean man in his arms and carefully pressed his cheek against his.

Be nice to me.

I will give myself to you again.

Zhou Yili has nothing left now.

The person in his arms was sleeping soundly and sweetly, and Zhou Yili's heart softened as well.

"Be nicer to me, Shen Jixing."