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——During Cen Si's most painful stage, Jiang Shiye, did you not stay by his side?

Cen Si urged him to leave the table: "Watch my movie quickly, you haven't watched it yet. Hurry up."

Jiang Shiye turned back to the curtain, and his words were blocked when Long Biao appeared.

Also, no matter what, he should watch a Cen Si movie.

As a commercial crime film, "Unable to Deliver" has a large scale and has established a three-layer narrative logic. The villain played by Cen Si, the leading man in the police, and the killer in the skin of a delivery man constitute the setting of the three male protagonists..The plot is quite exciting, but because the timeline is disrupted and the perspectives are diverse, it is very brain-burning.

Jiang Shiye watched absently.

Even if the naked eye can see that Cen Si acted very emotionally.

The role of Mu Xi is perverted and cold-blooded enough to kill people without blinking an eye. His hobbies are like carving human skin out of glass. His life experience is miserable and he is good-looking. He is a typical villain who is easy to handle, strong and beautiful, and attracts people to love and hate..

Jiang Shiye blinked and stared at the curtain, trying hard to get into the plot, but when he thought of the people behind the curtain being gentle, scum, savage, and crazy, it made people get goosebumps all over his body, while the people outside the curtain were weak, sick and brave, he couldn't stand it, so he turned his head: "Four sons—"

Cen Si got up suddenly, held him down, and said in a low voice, "You watch a movie, and I'll go to the bathroom."

Chapter 85 Verse. Zombies Don't Cry

The movie was progressing to its climax, and during the intense gun battle, Mr. Mu who was chased and jumped out of the car was reflected on Jiang Shiye's face, and the person who stood up was in front of his eyes.

He said, "I'll go with you."

Cen Si smiled: "Are you a junior high school girl, and you still accompany me to the bathroom."

Jiang Shiye only looked up at him.

Obviously a pair of pure and bright puppy eyes, but because of the two broken eyebrows, they suddenly looked extremely cold, and the curvature of the eyelids was as sharp as a scar.

Cen Si's smile froze again.

He couldn't escape from such a gaze, and finally turned his head helplessly, sighed softly, put his hands in his trouser pockets: "It's up to you."

Jiang Shiye stood up.

Walking out of the movie venue was an afternoon tea room. When the two of them passed by, people kept coming over, chatting with Cen Si and saying hello.

The place where celebrities are is the social place of Vanity Fair. Cen Si himself is not a big boss, but his aunt is a famous director and his family is a resource.They envied him, including the controversies and curses he coerced.Jiang Shiye, who was standing next to Cen Si, preached to them all the time, how quickly he would be promoted if he had a good relationship with Cen Si, even if he was just an amateur at first.

And Cen Si would be so patient, chatting with everyone who came over, clearly saying to go to the toilet, and now taking a group photo with them, standing upright, and even pushing some contact information for them, without any hesitationreserve.

A long time later, when many people recalled the last public appearance of actor Cen Si, excluding the red carpet walk with Jiang Shiye and the interview with a group of reporters, they would always mention the details of his passing through the afternoon tea room that day.

This person's style has always been high-profile, only at that time he was so strange and understanding, as kind as a 21-year-old rookie who just entered the circle.

He and Jiang Shiye disappeared at the end of the teahouse.

Never came back after that.

Turning into the bathroom, Cen Sicai leaned against the marble wall as if lazily supporting himself, frowning and tugging on his tie, trying to undo the top button.

My hands were shaking so badly that couldn't untie it.

Jiang Shiye followed him silently the whole time without speaking, until then he reached out to help him untie his collar, wanting to help him up.

Cen Si didn't speak, just gently pushed him away, went to the sink and splashed cold water on his face.

The sound of running water.

Jiang Shiye finally said, "Shall we go to old man Qi now?"

Cen Si still didn't speak, water dripped down from the brow bone.

He was in a terrible pain this morning. He accidentally fell asleep while putting on makeup, and after waking up, he couldn't hold on anymore. His hands started shaking, and it was even more painful when he was asked by the reporter.

He didn't know when Jiang Shiye found out that he was going to lose it, and there was no need to ask. Anyway, he was full of flaws, and he couldn't hide it anyway.He looked at himself in the mirror, and the water was blurred in front of his eyes.

Jiang Shiye stared at him in the mirror, his voice was very calm, and his rationality was colder than water: "You definitely don't want to pass out here, let me carry you through the media camera to the ambulance."

Cen Si suddenly laughed again.

The water stopped, and he said, "Zombie, you can't carry me on your back."

Jiang Shiye said: "It used to be, but not necessarily now."

"That doesn't work either." At any time, Cen Si would always retain his principles in some way, "Between the two of us, only I can carry you."

Jiang Shiye also smiled: "Then you should hurry up."

"That's the end of the film festival, Cen Si, I've asked Ah Lang to call a taxi."

Cen Si blinked.

Then he sighed, approached, Shui Jinjin rubbed the back of his neck with his hand: "Got it."

After getting in the car, Cen Si couldn't hold on any longer and collapsed completely, his head was thrown back weakly. Jiang Shiye took off his suit jacket and found that the white shirt inside was soaked with cold sweat, and his chest was heaving.It's big, but every stroke is very slow.

"Sleep," he told him, somewhat commandingly.

Cen Si originally wanted to say a few words, something like "I'm sorry I'm so disappointing", but his head really hurt, like a heavy object was crushing the back of his head, his eyelids couldn't hold up anymore, and he couldn't even open his mouth.

Especially Jiang Shiye began to massage his head silently, with such a professional and gentle technique.

Cen Si's words were rubbed out abruptly, and he closed his eyes.After struggling to say "you wait for me", I lost consciousness in an instant, and I didn't know if I had finished speaking.

He tilted his head to the window, Jiang Shiye stopped, let him lean on him, sniffed and then grabbed his hand tightly.

Not to mention panicking as expected.A Lang sat in the co-pilot and looked at him from the rearview mirror. He was surprised by Jiang Shiye's sensitivity and delicateness, and also admired his rationality and calmness.

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