Xu Jiayang looked at Li Luo affectionately, with a faint smile, and the side of his face was dyed with a layer of gold edges, which made him look very good.

"If you say it, it won't work." Li Luo shook his head with a smile.

"Dawn ......"

"Xu Jiayang, we are friends, we can only be friends." Li Luo quickly interrupted Xu Jiayang's words, and looked at him with a firm look.

There was a trace of pain in my heart, like a bunch of small pushpins piercing my heart.

At this moment, Xu Jiayang is very grateful that he is an actor and can hide his expression well.

"I know, but I want to tell you anyway. I like you. ”

"You don't have to be stressed, we're still friends, liking you is my business, it's none of your business. I also know that we can't, even if you're no longer Mr. Leng's girlfriend, we can't, you're smart, this liking is just appreciation. ”

Li Luo lowered his head, his hands intertwined in an effort to calm his mood.

Being confessed by his idol should be something that all fans dare not imagine.

Li Luo never thought that she would have such a day.

"Thank you, Xu Jiayang."

"Thank me for what, I should thank you. I found the feeling of the real world with you, not the characters who stayed in the TV series, but me, Xu Jiayang.

Call me Jiayang in the future, as your idol, I will give you this privilege, how about it? Isn't it very impressive! ”

Xu Jiayang raised his chin and raised his eyebrows to look at her.

"Jiayang, thank you for giving me this fan-headed privilege!" Li Luo laughed, the pink fist lightly hammered on his arm, and the two looked at each other and smiled like friends who had known each other for many years.

"Let's go, it's dark, it's cold at night, we're going to catch a cold like this." Xu Jiayang pointed to his clothes and Li Luo's clothes, which were wet and sticking to his body, very uncomfortable.

Back at the mall to pick up the bag, Xu Jiayang asked Li Luo to sit on a chair on one side and wait for him, he said that he was going to buy something and would be back soon.

While waiting for him to come back, Li Luo looked at the interface on his phone where Leng Yanshuo had not replied to the message for a long time, and was a little sad.

If Leng Yanshuo knew that Xu Jiayang confessed to her, would he regret letting her come to the UK to study?

As soon as she thought of this, Leng Yanshuo's vinegar face appeared in front of her eyes, and she couldn't help but hook her lips.

When Xu Jiayang came back, she had two more cups of hot tea in her hand, and she was looking at her mobile phone and smiling, she should be chatting coldly.

"Here, drink some to warm up." A cup of hot tea appeared in front of him, and Li Luo took it and whispered thank you.

On the way back to the bus stop, Li Luo kept staring at his phone absentmindedly, as if he was waiting for something.

"Are you waiting for news from Mr. Leng?" Xu Jiayang couldn't help but ask.

"Well, he hasn't replied to my message in the past two days."

"It's definitely busy, don't worry." He whispered comfortingly.

"Ahh——!h

A night breeze blew, Li Luo sneezed loudly, and the clothes on his body were cold and cold, and he didn't dry for a long time.

"Cold?" Xu Jiayang hung the bag back on Li Luo's neck, took off his coat and put it in the crook of his arm, took the bag back again, and draped the coat on her body.

Although Xu Jiayang's clothes were also a little wet, they still blocked a lot of cool breezes.

"You're going to be cold too, don't worry about me." Li Luo saw that he gave her his only coat that could block the wind, and was about to take it off in a hurry.

"I'm a man, and men aren't cold." Xu Jiayang pressed down Li Luo's undressing arm, buttoned the wide coat, and a small person was wrapped tightly, like a small bun wrapped in a large layer of wrapping paper.

"Then let's go."

boarded the bus, Xu Jiayang sat next to Li Luo, the air conditioner in the car was still blowing cold wind, and he couldn't help but shiver.

Although Li Luo was wearing his clothes, he still felt very cold, and suddenly felt that his nose was stuffed very uncomfortable.

Originally, Xu Jiayang should have gotten off the bus first, and Li Luo's home would be after a few stops, but he had to insist on sending her back, and Li Luo couldn't resist his stubbornness, so he had to agree.

"Alright, take a hot shower and go to sleep, goodbye!" Xu Jiayang sent her to the door of the house, watched her change her shoes and waved goodbye.

Seeing that he was leaving, Li Luo hurriedly grabbed his arm and told him to wait.

He trotted into the bedroom and pulled out a boyfriend-style sweater jacket from the cloakroom, which he should be able to wear.

When he came out of the bedroom, Xu Jiayang stood at the door very obediently and waited for him, the wind was blowing through the hall, he was also very strong, he didn't say let him in, and he didn't know how to hide from the wind.

"Let's wear this for you, it's cold at night, and if you get sick, your fans will definitely scold me."

Xu Jiayang didn't reach out to pick up the dress for a long time, just stared at her stupidly, and didn't know what to say for a while. The throat seems to be blocked by cotton, and a simple word of concern from the person you like can be moved.

"Thank you." His voice was hoarse, and he slowly took the sweater and put it on his body, although the size was not enough, it was just right.

The sweater clings to his figure, depicting his toned muscles at a glance.

"Although this is the same model for men and women, it is quite suitable for you."

Li Luo couldn't help but laugh when he saw that he was not ugly in a dress, but he looked a little funny.

"Don't laugh......" He knew that the dress was too small, and it was embarrassing to be tight.

"Okay, don't laugh, I'll wash your coat and return it to you, go home quickly." Li Luo smiled and waved his hand.

"Well, good night." Xu Jiayang nodded reluctantly and turned to leave.

Closing the door, Li Luo breathed a sigh of relief and put the big coat he had just taken off into a paper bag, it was too late now, so he had to send it to the dry cleaners tomorrow.

After taking a hot bath, Li Luo felt groggy, completely forgetting that the movie review had not been written, and he also forgot what Xu Jiayang said about her professional knowledge, and fell asleep dizzily after lying on the bed and looking at the mobile phone for a while.

……

"Poof-ahem......"

In the men's bathroom of the hotel, a tall figure was retching on the sink, his figure was a little trembling, and his long legs were trembling.

Turning on the faucet, the man reached out and picked up a handful of water and put it in his mouth, the water slid quickly in his mouth, and finally spit back into the sink.

Looking down, the white pool was full of scarlet blood, and after the man washed the blood with water, he took a few sheets of tissue from the countertop, and carefully wiped the corners of his mouth with his back against the sink.

Turning around, the man was the cold words of the recently busy Shenlong.

With a bitter look on his face, he threw the paper ball into the trash can opposite, and took a deep breath to adjust his state so that he no longer trembled.

When his mind was clear, it was no longer dark in front of him, Leng Yanshuo held on to the door frame and found a booth where no one was around, and sat on the toilet and injected himself with a painkiller.

This is already the fifth shot of the day.

I don't know if the effect of the drug has weakened, or if he has entered the stage of drug resistance again, from a few days to five or six injections a day.

Leng Yanshuo looked at the dense pinholes on the inside of his elbow and smiled bitterly.

It really looks like an addict in the eyes of drug addiction.

When the effect of the medicine came slightly, Leng Yanshuo returned to the box and chatted with the commercial bed bugs.

During the banquet, Leng Yanshuo kept a cold face, and his face was pale. Clenching the wine glass in one hand, his breath trembling a little, the pain in his tail irritating his nerves like a stormy wave.

"Leng Yan, you go back first, I called Ina to come." Chu Xiao saw Leng Yanshuo's absence on the side, and a trace of cold sweat broke out on his side forehead.

"Well, you can say hello to them for me." The man frowned and left the private room without anyone noticing.

Because of the drink, Leng Yanshuo called a substitute driver to pick him up. After returning home, I held the toilet and vomited for a long time.

The stomach is turning upside down, and there is nothing to spit out for a long time, and I can't wait to spit out bile.

Staggered back to the bedroom, threw himself on the bed, didn't have the strength to change his clothes and pants, pressed heavily on his aching stomach with one hand, and looked at the empty house with confused eyes.

After Li Luo came out, he still habitually returned to her house to live, and today somehow, when he reported the address, he actually said the address of his apartment.

Maybe I'm afraid of throwing up in Liluo's house, afraid of soiling her bed.

If the strong smell of tobacco and alcohol on her body stained her quilt, Li Luo would be angry again.

Thinking about it, Leng Yanshuo closed his eyes, and he didn't know if he had fainted or fallen asleep......