Even until Death, the Scum Gong Thought I was a White Lotus

Xie Mu's life gradually stabilized. He lived in Rong's house completely. When the man said lightly that he hoped that he could stay for a long time, the boy did not resist and left him silent to send his things to his house.

Rong Jing also seems to be a lot gentler than before. At least he no longer feels embarrassed in front of others. Xie Mu gets more and more resources, and even surpasses many front-line male stars. For this, those who are surpassed Naturally, people's hearts are uneven, which can hinder Rong Jing's face, even if he is uncomfortable, he dare not show it on his face.

On the Internet, Xie Mu's fans are happy that more and more Idou appears in front of people. With his rapid rise, more and more black powder has appeared on major platforms.

The chaos in the entertainment industry is more than just talking. When a star is red and purple, accompanied by glory, there is a lot of negative news.

Of course, no one dared to talk about Xie Mu and Rong Jing, but one of those black powder attacks on him was that after Xie Mu became red, he never interacted with his former friend Wen Mingquan as before, even always It was two people who took the same crew, and it was very rare for such a long time that they never cooperated again.

Black powder's sense of smell is naturally keen. When they used this as an excuse to say that Xie Mu was an ungrateful person, and after a big red and purple, he forgot his former friend. The company's public relations immediately passed the message to the two agents' agents.

In order to maintain Xie Mu's design, the two must show intimacy in front of the public.

For a charity event, you just need to be there, donate money, and just sit on the stage.

The company arranged the media, as long as they made a still friendly attitude, someone would naturally shoot it and send it to the Internet with the wind.

Rong Jing is very busy. All he can do is to convey the words of not letting Xie Mu feel wronged. After Xie Mu's gentleness came down, the people who followed the teenager naturally also withdrew. Of course, no one mentioned this small charity party.

Because of this day, Xie Mu stood in front of the mirror and found the white evening dress in the closet. Hesitated for a while, but she was still wearing it.

When the boy arrived, Wen Mingquan was already sitting in his place.

Xie Mu sat beside him, which was the position arranged by the company.

Side by side, some artists from the same company were sitting one after another. The teenager sat down and smiled at the handsome man beside him, "Quan, good evening."

A normal greeting.

Polite and alienated.

Wen Mingquan froze, and then smiled mildly, "Good evening."

The two sat down until the opening, without saying a word.

Until the beginning of shooting the whole network live broadcast, Wen Mingquan smiled and looked up at the stage, looked at it, seemed to inadvertently glanced at the teenager beside him, "Xiaomu, the tie is crooked."

"Ok?"

Xie Mu lowered his head to look subconsciously, but the man beside him had turned to his side, a pair of slender hands straightened the tie.

Just after that, he was about to retract his hand, but was grabbed by his wrist subconsciously.

Wen Mingquan moved and looked up at him.

The teenager was also looking at him. His eyes were very bright. At the moment, under the dark light, it was like the light flashing in the flicker. With the rapid blinking of Xie Mu, the light disappeared. Wen Mingquan smiled familiarly.

"Thank you, Brother Quan."

A touch of gratitude, with a touch of gratitude.

He let go, but Wen Mingquan didn't withdraw his hand in time. Xie Mu's eyes seemed to be engraved in his mind. His eyes were full of deep sadness in his beautiful eyes.

The hoarse voice that day was begging, as if appearing in my ear again.

— "If, if I say, I will leave Rongjing in a few years, then can we still ..."

"Quan Brother?" The teenager's crisp voice sounded, Wen Mingquan raised his eyes vacantly, and Xie Muzheng reminded him, "The camera is coming."

The man seemed to react suddenly, hot hands quickly retracted his hand, and looked at the stage like a cover.

Why, he will regret it.

Obviously, he always liked Yu Xiu.

After he retracted his hands as if avoiding the femme, the smile on the corner of the boy's mouth became weaker, and in the end, it was almost gone.

Until the end of the charity meeting, the two did not say a word, and looked at each other again, and even Wen Mingquan kept looking at the stage with a smile.

The fans did not see the previous picture, but they felt that it was exactly the same as the rumor. The pair of friends had completely fallen out. Didn't see Wen Mingquan even want to see Xie Mu at first glance?

But how could they know that Wen Mingquan didn't look at it, not because he didn't want to, but he didn't dare.

As for why he didn't dare, not even himself could think deeply.

After the end, we went to the lobby together. There are more people here, not only the entertainment industry, but also some business people.

Wen Mingquan, holding a wine glass, was planning to find a corner to sit down and arrange his thoughts. Suddenly, on the sofa, he saw a familiar figure.

Clear eyebrows, white clothes, holding a wine glass, just nodded from others.

The man's eyes lit up and he went straight, calling his lover's name warmly, "Yu Xiu."

Baiyu saw him when he was about to leave, and his movement froze slightly. "Mingquan?"

"Why didn't you tell me here that I thought you were at home? Are you uncomfortable these days? You never contacted me."

Wen Mingquan came to him, looking at Bai Yuxiu's eyes tenderly and spoiled, "You're not in good health, don't drink anymore."

Bai Yuxiu's eyes were a bit complicated, "Mingquan, I'm looking for you, I ..."

He said half of what he said, suddenly abruptly stopped, and stared straight into Wen Mingquan's back.

Wen Mingquan looked back puzzledly, wanting to see what he was looking at.

The boy in the same white suit was walking up with a glass of wine, and raised his eyes to meet the eyes of the two.

Xie Mu was at a loss for a moment, then turned pale, "You guys ... know?"

Wen Mingquan's brain was rarely blank.

He opened his mouth, "Little wood, we ..."

Bai Yuxiu on the side took the words, "We don't know each other, but just happened to meet and talked for a few words."

do not know……

Wen Mingquan's blood seemed to be cold, and he looked unbelievably to his boyfriend.

Seeing only his eyes in his eyes.