In a sports car.

Jiang Ye almost stepped on the accelerator to the bottom. The car was going very fast, the tires scraped the ground and the wind howled.

Jiang Li'an sat in the passenger seat and glanced at his tense profile several times.

Away from the noisy and lively atmosphere, the chill on his face became even more difficult to conceal.

The sound broke the silence.

"Brother, he didn't do anything to me..."

Jiang Ye is actually a very strong-willed person. He speaks his mind and usually makes trouble, but when it comes to serious matters, his cold face can make people shy away.

Jiang Li'an has seen him angry only a handful of times.

Even if Jiang Li'an didn't see Tan Junxi after that, he could still guess from Jiang Ye's injuries that Tan Junxi was not doing well.

"Don't think about it. It's been a tiring day today. Have a good rest." Jiang Ye held the steering wheel with one hand and showed no expression on his face.

Jiang Li'an glanced at him one more time, and after a long time, asked softly: "Who is Tan Junxi?"

Jiang Ye suddenly stopped driving and almost hit the car in front of him.

"I'm just a little curious. I've never heard you mention letting him."

Jiang Ye looked at the dazzling light and shadow outside the car window: "He's not that good, but..."

Jiang Ye always felt that the other party would not make the same mistake again, but now.

"Okay." Jiang Ye took advantage of the time of waiting for the traffic light to rub her head, "Remember to stay away from him, he and you are not from the same world. We will get home in an hour, so you should play with your phone first.

"

Jiang Li'an knew that he didn't want to mention this matter, so he didn't mention it again. Suddenly something occurred to him. He swiped down among his WeChat friends and found Mr. Shen's friends.

This ardent fan of Shen Qingzhuo probably never imagined that his idol would be with her now.

Jiang Li'an was full of desire to share and typed reservedly: [I'm in love!]

Ten minutes later, the other party replied to her with a full stop.

Jiang Li'an continued typing: [My boyfriend is a big star!]

Taking advantage of the short break backstage, the lights were intertwined. Shen Qingzhuo leaned against the wall and looked down at Jiang Li'an showing off her boyfriend to him online. He subtly pulled his lower lip, thinking about acting with her for a while.

He said: [Coincidentally, my girlfriend is also a big star.]

Jiang Li'an felt that he was bragging and wildly hinted to him that her boyfriend was really top-notch, while the other party also insisted that his girlfriend was a star.

Alas, this is probably the final stubbornness of fans.

Tan Junxi sat by the flower bed for a long time until his legs and feet became numb. Li Jiancheng ran over panting, carried him to the car, and sent him home, cursing while unlocking the door.

"Jiang Ye is so fucking crazy. He is so merciless. After all, we have been brothers for more than ten years, but he really wants your life?"

Tan Junxi didn't say anything, and he didn't turn on the lights in the living room. He sat down on the sofa, lit a cigarette regardless of the pain, bit it between his thin lips, and held on his fingers a bouquet of cheap roses that a little girl on the street had just sold for only ten yuan.

money.

He roughly tore off the rose petals piece by piece, tearing them apart and clenching them tightly. The bright red flower juice flowed out from his long fingers like surging blood, giving it a strange beauty of death.

Tick ​​tock, tick tock.

The juice mixed with blood, forming a blood-red pool on the ground.

"Go and apologize to Jiang Li'an for me tomorrow. From now on, you should protect her more in the circle."

"No? You've been beaten like this, and you still want to apologize?!" Li Jiancheng couldn't believe it, "You haven't even touched a hair on Jiang Li'an's head, and you've been so nice to her on the show set for several months. You owe him Jiang Li'an."

What does the family owe Jiang Ye to him?!"

"Jiang Ye's sister, that's right." Only the bare branches of the rose were left. The tiny thorns pierced the thin skin, and blood seeped out, which was less than one ten thousandth of the pain in the heart.

"You really don't need to go to the hospital?"

"No, it hurts a little. Remember if it hurts."

Li Jiancheng was too lazy to talk to him. Everyone was a fucking lunatic. When he walked to the door, he hesitated for a long time and whispered: "You know Jiang Ye's temper best. He is angry about this matter."

It's over, don't... take it too seriously."

Tan Junxi didn't respond. He threw his head back and fell on the sofa. Only a little scarlet on his fingertips was extinguished.

The door is closed.

He was left alone again.

"Meow." A thin little orange cat emerged from the corner. It was slightly lame on its hind legs, its tail was broken, and one of its blue and one green eyes was gray and could not be seen.

Nine out of ten orange cats are fat, but it is a bit frighteningly thin. You can see the protruding bones from its fur. It limped down next to Tan Junxi's feet and gently rubbed his feet with its head.

The cry is soft and gentle.

"I forgot about it." Tan Junxi picked it up with his toes, looked at it carefully, chewed his cigarette and smiled, "And you are here to stay with me."

This cat was picked up by Tan Junxi from the roadside a few days ago. It was run over by a car and was dying. Its meows were more miserable than the last, as if it was asking for help.

Tan Junxi was not a soft-hearted person, and somehow he picked it up as soon as his mind moved.

"Meow." The little orange cat meowed timidly, and the only cat pupil he could see looked at him meekly.

Tan Junxi was irritable for no reason, thinking that it was really troublesome. He couldn't even control his own life and death, so why would he want to cause trouble? One day he died, and he didn't know how he would survive.

"Are you hungry?" he thought in annoyance as he rummaged through the box and found two packs of cat food, pouring them into the cat bowl. "Go ahead and eat it, don't bother me."

The injuries on his body were accompanied by rough movements, causing bloody pain. For a moment, he knelt on the ground and couldn't straighten his waist. After a while, he got up alone in a cold sweat and touched the two bones with his hands.

A rib, I guess it must be broken.

The kitten lowered its head to eat the cat food, and its whole head fell into the cat bowl. Tan Junxi stopped looking at it. After thinking about it, he poured some water for it. When he turned around, he saw the kitten running towards

In front of him, he held cat food in his mouth, placed it next to his feet, and pushed it with his front paws: "Meow."

Tan Junxi looked at it expressionlessly: "It's so stupid."

He lifted his feet over it, limped to the sofa, and suddenly smiled, feeling that he was no different from it.

The little orange cat held the piece of cat food in its mouth in confusion and did not eat any more. It lay quietly at Tan Junxi's feet and refused to move away no matter how hard it was.

In such a quiet night, a person slowly decays.

Tan Junxi finished smoking a cigarette and took out his mobile phone. The sudden light was particularly dazzling in the darkness, as if it could make people shed tears. He clicked on WeChat and sent a message to the person at the top.

[sorry.]

One minute after sending the message, Tan Junxi watched the phone go off and on again. Ten minutes later, he maintained his posture without moving. Twenty minutes later, the phone was almost crushed by him. Thirty minutes later, there was a pile of cigarette butts next to his feet.

One after another, for an hour, the air was filled with choking smoke, almost suffocating like crazy, and the chat page still stayed on the sentence "I'm sorry" without any response.

He thought seriously for two seconds, burned the cigarette on his arm, put it out, and threw it away. He stood up and took out a scalpel from under the coffee table, with silver light flowing, and then dropped it without any hesitation.

The scalpel fell to the ground, dripping with blood.

"Meow!"

The frightened and sharp cat meowing echoed in the room. The little orange cat looked at his movements, and the hair all over his body exploded. Even so, he did not leave, biting his trouser legs, trying to make him stop.
Chapter completed!