"Miss Du Yingxi, may I ask if you had a tryst with your boyfriend last night, is it true?"

"How long have you been dating, can you reveal each other's names?"

The reporters poured one sharp question after another into their ears, making Du Yingxi more and more embarrassed.

"Go away, you all go away......" she yelled hysterically.

finally blew the reporter away, Du Yingxi hurriedly took out her mobile phone from her bag, intending to contact Song Yi.

Before she could dial out the phone, the agent's sister Qian's phone arrived first.

"Du Yingxi, what's the matter with you? Now that your scandal is so big, it's hard for me to help you with public relations, so I'm waiting to terminate the contract." Sister Qian looked at the overwhelming news on the Internet, pressed her temples, and had a headache.

"Sister Qian......"

"Don't read the news on the Internet, close the private message, I will notify you if there is news." She stared at the news on the Internet and had a headache.

It's hard to deny the real photos.

Mousse cake:, I didn't expect Du Yingxi's appearance to be pure, but he would (the content is not displayed)

Madeleine: After three years of paste, I once overturned the top stream experience.

Chocolate Banana Cake: No, how did she manage to eat this fat boss......

Pistachio mille-feuille: In order to be on top, people still have families, hiss...... She's pilled.

Du Yingxi looked at the photos of those disgusting people, and her face turned pale.

She dialed Song Yi's phone and answered Song Yi's agent, Sister Xu.

"Hello, I'm Song Yi's agent Xu Lingyi, Song Yi is filming now, do you have anything to do?" She politely answered the phone.

"I'm sorry." Du Yingxi's fingers softened without strength.

Song Yi, abandoned her?

She hugged her knees and buried her head in her arms, full of despair.

She was cornered.

It's a weekend.

Song Mo baked a plate of small cakes according to the recipe Song Rou taught her.

Whiteboard Studio.

Du Wentao opened the door.

"Brother Xing is upstairs." With that, he went back to his workbench.

Recently, the boss doesn't know where to get the business, and Su Huaisheng has returned to his hometown these days, and he is almost busy to death.

Song Mo went upstairs, and he saw people.

The lights were turned off in the room, and Fang Xing was sitting on the swing sofa in the small hall, watching a movie.

"What are you looking at?" Song Mo glanced at it curiously.

In the projection on the wall, a ghost with loose hair and chains screamed at her.

"Ahh

She was so frightened that she hugged Fang Xing's thigh.

It took a long time to realize that it was just a movie projection, "You watch a horror movie."

Fang Xing stretched out his hand to her, ""The Resentful Spirit of the Mountain Village, if you're afraid, I'll change to another film."

"It's good that it wasn't so scary to know it's a movie." Song Mo regained his composure and sat down again.

Knowing that this ghost is a movie clip, knowing that horror movies will deliberately use this kind of sudden pull in in order to create an atmosphere, knowing that there is someone around, I am not afraid of it.

What's more, this is still a group of neon ghosts, and the language barrier is not terrifying.

"What did you bring?" Fang Xing looked at the box in her hand.

Song Mo opened the box, "Cake."

"Are you worried that I haven't eaten?" He tilted his head.

"Are you sure your hand can move?"

"I can't, but I can just hold something and not move." Fang Xing moved slightly.

In a day and a half, his hands didn't hurt anymore.

"Open your mouth." Song Mo lifted a cake.

"What about treating me as Lin Daiyu?" Fang Xing's mouth is unforgiving, but his body is very honest.

He opened his mouth carefully and gently picked up the cake, trying not to let his lips touch her fingertips.

Be careful, for fear of touching her a little.

Song Mo

Staring at his lips, he suddenly wanted to take a chain around his neck and tie him to his side.

As soon as this somewhat perverted idea came out, she patted her head and slapped the plot of some love comics out of her head.

"What are you thinking?" Fang Xing's fingers shook in front of her eyes.

"Uh, it's nothing, watch a movie." Song Mo put the box aside and sat down honestly.

As soon as her eyes moved to the projection, a female ghost dressed in blood rushed towards her.

"Hell!" She was so frightened that she shrank into Fang Xing's arms.

Downstairs.

Du Wentao listened to the voice and felt inexplicable.

He turned on his phone and began to wait for the live broadcast of his idol.

There was a lot of chaos on the Internet early this morning, there was a little idol, who seemed to have the same surname as him, and was exposed to a bunch of scandals, and she was accused on the Internet.

I hope that the live broadcast of Yaxuan and the others will not be affected.

A tall building.

Du Yingxi took off her shoes and carefully climbed the railing.

From her point of view, thousands of high-rise buildings in the entire city were trampled on the soles of her feet.

The wind was strong on the roof, and she had long hair that fluttered in the air in the wind.

She carefully climbed down the railing to the perimeter of the building.

Voices echoed in her head.

Yingxi's baby: It's disgusting, I didn't expect that I would be a fan of such a person, and my youth is invalid.

Chocolate Puffs: I have money in my family, and I want to experience what it feels like to be a boss.

Song Yi's agent Xu Lingyi, "I'm sorry, who are you? I'll block you if I call you again and again."

Teammate An Wenwen laughed, "I don't dare to stay with her anymore, I'm afraid that she will also help me find a gold owner......

Just fall like that, and it's all over.

These voices could no longer fill her head.

She stretched out a foot and tentatively touched the edge.

At that moment, there was no sound in Du Yingxi's mind.

To jump off is to be liberated.

But, is that the end of it?

Song Yi is not dead, her parents are still waiting for her at home, and the little golden retriever Ruby she raised in the dormitory, who will take care of it when the time comes......

She subconsciously withdrew her foot.

She lifted her leg and stepped over the railing.

"Live, Du Yingxi, live, you want that dog thing to die, you want to see that dog thing drown like you."

She said to herself.

The evening breeze ruffled her long hair, and at this moment, her eyes were full of hatred.

The autumn light shone in her eyes, and in her eyes, she saw a little light.

Whiteboard Studio, 2nd floor.

"The Resentful Spirit of the Mountain Village" is put to the end, and the protagonist finds a secret passage to escape in the cave.

Song Mo was on the chair, dangling his legs leisurely.

Seeing this, no matter how many ghosts there are, they are no longer scary in her eyes.

"Did you just see it, there's food in the girl's teeth......" she tried to warm up the atmosphere.

"Well, you're not afraid now?" Fang Xing threw a cake into his mouth.

Her eyes were clear and reflective.

"I've run here, and I'm sure I'll be able to get out next."

It's almost the finale, and if you don't run out, it's time to enter the subtitles.

Fang Xing didn't speak.

He has personally experienced that it is so easy to run out of a real mountain village.

Even if he was familiar with the mountain road and knew the way out of the village, he still tried for half a month to escape.

Pigeon: Song Yi's lunch box is warming up