"Qingming, listen to me, that woman is pregnant with my child! ”

Fang Qingming closed his eyes in pain, he really didn't want to listen to Mu Yan's words, but now, Fang Qingming had thoroughly thought clearly, the woman who claimed to be Mu Yan's wife was pregnant, so Mu Yan, like most men, randomly found an object of relief, and that object was him, he Fang Qingming!

"Qingming, you believe me, I love you. Mu Yan stretched out his hand and hugged Fang Qingming in his arms: "You also know about my ban, I'm desperate now, I can only go to find Sissi, only she can help me, you know?"

Mu Yan's voice was still so calm and magnetic, but all this was sarcasm in Fang Qingming's eyes, all of which was Chiluoluo's sarcasm!

Fang Qingming finally spoke, his throat was dry, and his voice was as hoarse as sandpaper, he only said one word: "Get out." ”

Mu Yan was stunned for a moment, but his arms hugged Fang Qingming's body even harder: "Qingming, what I said is true, you have to believe me!"

Fang Qingming coldly repeated again: "I'll let you go." ”

Mu Yan let go of the hand holding Fang Qingming with an embarrassed face, and said without giving up, "I will come again!" After that, he got into the car and left.

Fang Qingming never cursed, even if he said vicious words, these two short sentences seemed to have exhausted the strength of his life, after Mu Yan left, Fang Qingming raised his hand to cover the position of his chest, and his violent heartbeat beat on his palm, he pressed hard, the strong impact seemed to burst his chest.

When Fang Qingming finally came back to his senses, it was already half past ten in the evening, he bought a pack of cigarettes in the supermarket downstairs, he sat on the bench under the community, and took a puff gently, this was Fang Qingming's first smoke, the smell of smoke quickly occupied his entire mouth, Fang Qingming coughed violently, he beat his chest desperately, and it took a while to ease up, and when he eased up, the cigarette in his hand had already burned out, Fang Qingming smiled sarcastically, threw the cigarette butt aside, and picked up a cigarette again and lit it, the taste was very bitter, but no matter how bitter it was, it couldn't compare to the bitterness in his heart。

The night at the end of September was already cold, Fang Qingming was wearing a short T, and his arms were a little cold. There was a scar on his right arm, which was not very conspicuous, it was cut by the man with a knife in the basement before, and there was a lot of blood at that time, the man was afraid that he would die like this, so he gave him medicine and bandaged the wound, but the environment at that time was so humid and there was no sun all year round, Fang Qingming's body was already extremely bad, such a knife wound could not heal for a long time, and in the end, the man had no choice but to torture him for many days, and he was also considered a blessing in disguise, and took the opportunity to recover a little angry. The wound left a visible scar, stretching from the shoulder to the elbow. Mu Yan had brought Fang Qingming a lot of medicine to treat scars before, and after applying it, it was much lighter, but it had not been able to cure it completely, so this scar had been left on Fang Qingming's arm.

Fang Qingming smoked a cigarette, his eyes were confused and he looked at the grass in the distance, he sighed lightly, rubbed the sore forehead, it's time to go back, if you don't go back, I'm afraid that Ah Yu's guy should call the police. Fang Qingming dropped the cigarette butt in his hand, stood up and left.

"Brother Ming, are you back?"

As soon as Fang Qingming opened the door, Ah Yu ran out, he raised his fist and waved it at the air, and said angrily: "Did that guy do anything to you? If he bullies you, I'll beat him!"

Fang Qingming was amused by him and smiled lightly: "Isn't he your idol?"

"Idol? it's just a vomit target, if I knew he was such a thing, I wouldn't even touch him!" Ah Yu turned his face faster than he turned a book, and he looked awe-inspiring as if he didn't recognize him.

"Okay, thank you, I'm a little tired today, go to sleep first!" Fang Qingming habitually rubbed Ah Yu's soft hair and went back to the room.

"No thanks, hee-hee. Ah Yu smiled stupidly, stretched out, and went back to sleep.

The next day, as soon as Fang Qingming got up, he heard someone knocking on the door outside, Ah Yu and Lewis were still resting, Fang Qingming could only run to open the door by himself.

It turned out to be Mu Yan standing outside the door!

Fang Qingming was stunned for a moment, instinctively wanting to close the door.

Mu Yan hurriedly stepped in, put one foot on the edge of the door, and said, "Qingming, listen to me explain to you!"

Fang Qingming reluctantly let go of his hand and walked into the house, Mu Yan also entered the house and closed the door.

"Qingming, I really love you!But I can't help it when she's pregnant with my child!" Mu Yan grabbed Fang Qingming's arm, Fang Qingming let out an "ah", his left arm had just been removed from the plaster, and he was dragged by Mu Yan like this, and his forehead was sweating in pain.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Mu Yan hurriedly let go of his hand, he was so anxious just now that he forgot that Fang Qingming's arm had been injured.

Fang Qingming slowly sat on the sofa with his arms covered, he smiled bitterly and did not speak.

"Qingming!I was miserable by Su Minhe, the company took back the house and car for me, and all the advertisements I endorsed had to be terminated with me, and now many people are waiting to see my jokes, so I can't fall, Jiang Qianqian's father is the president of an entertainment newspaper, I need her!" Mu Yan excitedly held Fang Qingming's shoulder, he has nothing now, all entertainment companies refuse to accept him, and now there is only a glimmer of hope for Jiang Qianqian, as long as there is news hype, as long as his popularity has always been there, then he will not fall, and Su Minhe can't help him at all.

Fang Qingming swallowed hard and said, "What about her child?"

"That's just a temporary fault, Qingming, I can't do without you, Qingming, I love you, don't you know?" Mu Yan hugged Fang Qingming in his arms, his eyes were a little red, Jiang Qianqian was a chess piece he had already buried, he had used this to bind her for so many years, let her help him stir up the news, or whitewash, he originally thought that he could hide this matter all the time, but who knew that Su Minhe would give himself such a hand.

"Muyan ······" Fang Qingming said bitterly: "You have hidden a lot of things from me!"

Mu Yan's hand paused: "What are you talking about?

"Didn't Mu Che always want to go to the Imperial Capital Conservatory of Music, why did he go abroad?"

"So that's it. Mu Yan pretended to be relaxed and said: "This kid figured it out later, after all, foreign education is much better than ours here!"

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