Chapter 37

While Xia Tingwan was anxiously waiting for Su Yan's reply, Ji Zhan called and his voice sounded weak.

It was only after Xia Ting asked lately that he found out that he spent several days and nights arranging and refining the stage design of the concert, so that everyone went to the hospital yesterday for a hanging bottle, so he didn't have time to call him back immediately.

"What's the matter, is something wrong?"

Ji Zhan sniffed tiredly on the phone.

"It's about the tidbits of "On the Road"," Xia Tingwan couldn't help but hesitate as soon as she spoke, but she finally gritted her teeth and continued: "Ji Zhan, I actually want to ask you for help with something."

"you say."

"In the last episode of the tidbits, the things they posted were just randomly edited into one piece to distort the facts. My team has basically prepared the materials and laid the groundwork. In the past two days, I plan to use senior movie fans. The private account posted the comparison between the tidbit I mentioned Su Yan's tears and the clip of "Whale Talk", and then further diverted public opinion."

"Have you already planned to meet the show team?" Ji Zhan asked directly: "Do you need me to help you make a statement on the platform?"

"Well," Xia Tingwan said, "I..."

He paused, then hesitantly continued: "Ji Zhan, I'm really embarrassed to mention this to you, if it's inconvenient for you..."

Xia Tingwan didn't know how to continue. In fact, he was still very bad at such communication.

In the past few years, he didn't really need to rely on the connections in the circle to settle things, and his willfulness and rebelliousness also brought a kind of otherworldly agility. He didn't exchange friendship for these things, and his contacts were all based on interest.

However, although the relationship with Ji Zhan was pure in nature, he felt at a loss when it came to fruition.

He knew that this request was too embarrassing for Ji Zhan, so it was difficult for him to even open his mouth.

"Um."

Ji Zhan responded, but then he was silent for a long time, when Xia Tingwan felt a little embarrassed, his low voice sounded again: "Tingwan, what you and I say - you can say anything straight. ?"

"Yes." Xia Tingwan's throat was a little dry, maybe it was Ji Zhan's words that made him nervous.

"Opening up against the show I'm shooting is really not beneficial to me at all, and my team may not agree. And my concert is going to be held on Christmas night the day after tomorrow, and I speak at this juncture. If the wind is not good, It may interfere with the concert. I don’t know how confident you are that you can turn public opinion, but if you stand in line for this kind of thing, even if some passersby may feel bad, it will actually have a great impact on me.”

"Ting Wan, my relationship with you is a private matter. In business, I still want to be responsible for my music and my work team as much as possible. Can you understand my thoughts?"

"I can understand." Xia Tingwan nodded seriously: "Really."

In the friendship between two adults who are in the same circle, no one can avoid weighing their interests.

Just like he went to Ji Zhan for help for his own interests, Ji Zhan will also consider and decide for his own interests, he could not ask Ji Zhan to challenge and sacrifice his music career for a friend who has only known each other for a few months .

Although Xia Tingwan was a little lost, she felt a sigh of relief at the same time, and there was no unspeakable accumulation in her chest.

"Thank you, Ting Wan."

Ji Zhan paused for a long time, and there was a rare tangle in his voice when he spoke again: "Actually, I know that you will understand me, and I am not too worried that you will blame me for it. However, I am still hesitant and don't know what to do. I His personality has never been like this. Maybe it's because I do know the truth - you're being slandered, I don't want to turn a blind eye, and..."

Ji Zhan paused when he said this. He sighed lowly on the phone and said softly, "You are my friend and the friend I want to be with for a lifetime. I care about you very much, Xia Tingwan."

Xia Tingwan held the phone, for some reason, hearing Ji Zhan's words, his eyes suddenly became sore.

"But I also care about the concert. I have been preparing for more than two years, and I am afraid that something will go wrong. This is my first solo concert, and it is of great significance. I, alas..."

Ji Zhan sighed lowly and said calmly: "Give me some time to think about it, and don't count me in the plan. How do you guys operate? I'll make a decision after thinking about it."

He paused and whispered, "Ting Wan, will you come to my concert?"

"The second day of your concert is the day when I have to audition. The time is really tight. I won't go this time. I will definitely support it next time, really."

Xia Tingwan said softly, "Jizhan, you don't need to worry too much. I can understand what decision you make. We are friends, and I also care about you. Don't be embarrassed."

Ji Zhan is still the same Ji Zhan after all. Compared with most people in this circle, he is never hypocritical.

He never deliberately erased his interest in interests and careers.

What he cared about and what he was entangled in, he opened up every point and said it clearly, without hiding it at all.

His struggles and contradictions are sincere, and that is the most authentic appearance of a person.

The moment she hung up the phone, Xia Tingwan felt an inexplicable relief in her heart.

He suddenly remembered his friendship with Xing Le many years ago.

When was young, always thought of feelings too pure and too extreme, so as long as things were mixed up, they would feel embarrassed by the past and hate each other.

But until now, he has stumbled from this series of events and gradually realized the contradictions and difficulties of being an adult.

Every decision in this world is actually more or less simple.

Everyone has to give up something to get something.

It was not until he was willing to face the complexities of human nature from the bottom of his heart that he began to feel relieved about many things.

Xia Tingwan informed Zhou Yang of Ji Zhan's decision, and Zhou Yang also expressed his understanding, and the plan continued as usual.

In fact, Xia Tingwan's mentality has been very peaceful in the counterattack of the reality show public opinion, perhaps because at this juncture in his life, there are indeed too many undecided, more dangerous and important things.

But he did not expect that before he could wait for Su Yan's reply, the unexpected change had come suddenly.

...

Two days later, in the middle of the night, Auntie Rong suddenly ran up to the third floor and woke him up from the bed.

Auntie Rong looked a little anxious. After pulling him up, she put a coat on him, and while pushing him away, she read: "The Mr. Wen came here before, and he said he was looking for you in a hurry, so hurry up. I see, I see if we need help calling the doctor."

"Call a doctor?"

Xia Tingwan actually hadn't fallen asleep yet, but she was in a half-dazed state just after taking the medicine. After subconsciously repeating a sentence, she didn't realize what was wrong, so she went on with the trend.

When he arrived in the hall, he saw Wen Zichen curled up in a small ball in the corner of the sofa, and raised his head suddenly when he heard footsteps.

Xia Tingwan's drowsiness faded a little, only to see Wen Zichen's face was extremely pale, and the whole person was in a mess. He was wearing a coat, but he was wearing messy pajamas.

He seemed to be frightened by something, and his whole body was shaking. Xia Tingwan took two steps when he smelled a faint smell of blood. But for a while, couldn't see what was going on.

"Wen Zichen? You came here suddenly in the middle of the night," Xia Tingwan was a little confused: "What's the matter?"

"Xia Tingwan... Save me, save me, please..."

Wen Zichen grabbed Xia Tingwan's wrist tightly, and there was a desperate cry in his voice.

The fingers are even colder, making people feel a strong discomfort as soon as they touch them.

Xia Tingwan frowned, subconsciously wanting to lower his head and take Wen Zichen's hand away, but at this moment he suddenly noticed the terrifying purple-blue bruises on Wen Zichen's wrist.

——It was obviously a trace left after being tightly bound for a long time.

Xia Tingwan grabbed Wen Zichen's hand and pulled it up to take a closer look, but the man suddenly trembled and let out an extremely tragic whine.

I saw blood dripping from Wen Zichen's right thumb and index finger under the light. Xia Tingwan took a closer look and shuddered to find that Wen Zichen's fingernails had been peeled off in whole, revealing Tender meat with a bloody bump inside.

Xia Tingwan woke up as if a basin of ice water had suddenly been poured over her whole body, and subconsciously scolded, "Fuck me."

"Call the doctor." He didn't care about asking anything, he turned his head suddenly and called out to Aunt Rong.

As Xia Tingwan said this, she bent down and ripped off Wen Zichen's coat.

The body covered under the thin pajamas was densely covered with traces of wanton abuse, ferocious and bloody whiplashes, and burn marks left by unknown tools. The two milk beads should have been punctured by needles. There was blood dripping out.

Xia Tingwan reluctantly forced himself to calm down, and he lightly touched Wen Zichen's forehead with his hand.

Although it was a winter night, the temperature was still scorching hot, apparently because the wound on his body was inflamed and he had a high fever.

"The doctor will be here soon."

Auntie Rong walked over quickly, holding a glass of warm water in her hand, but when she wanted to hand it over, she startled Wen Zichen, and called out in a hoarse voice, "Don't...!"

Wen Zichen's eyes were full of fear.

His whole person is unprecedentedly fragile. It seems that only by holding Xia Tingwan tightly can he feel such a slight sense of security. Even the approach of Auntie Rong will make him tremble.

Xia Tingwan squatted down and looked at Wen Zichen: "Okay, you are in Xiangshan now...it's all right."

As he spoke, he held the water glass and slowly handed it to Wen Zichen's mouth.

Wen Zichen drank only a few drops shivering at a time, and kept looking at Xia Tingwan with his eyes.

Xia Tingwan waited patiently for Wen Zichen to drink the water for a while before asking in a low voice, "Did Ye Bingwen do it?"

When Wen Zichen heard that name, his shoulders shook violently again.

"why?"

Xia Tingwan frowned and asked.

The injuries on Wen Zichen's body can no longer be described by SM. When Ye Bingwen started, he probably didn't think about his life or death——

That kind of shocking tyranny and cruelty is almost impossible to say that it is aimless.

Wen Zichen raised his head in despair, his teeth biting on his pale lips, leaving two dry marks.

It seemed that Xia Tingwan's question had awakened a bit of his sanity. His eyes suddenly showed worry and anxiety. He trembled and wanted to stand up, but immediately fell back on the sofa. He grabbed Xia Tingwan's Hand: "Xia Tingwan, you have to tell Su Yan to be careful, you must tell him. Ye Bingwen wants to engage Su Yan behind his back, he, he forced me to ask...I...I'm sorry."

"I told him about Yin Ning, Xia Tingwan, Su Yan told me that the thing that hurt you was that he paid for it, so I absolutely can't say it. We signed a non-disclosure agreement, but I...I said it at the end."

"It hurts too much. He took pliers and pulled out my nails, thumb, and index finger. It really hurts... I just can't bear it."

Wen Zichen said this incoherently, and he couldn't help but slowly shed large drops of tears in his eyes, and his whole body seemed to be violently convulsing from the memory of the pain.

His throat hissed and he finally just kept mumbling nervously, "I'm really sorry."

It seemed that the three "I'm sorry" were implanted in his brain, the last thing that existed in his sanity after being brutally tortured.

Xia Tingwan felt pain in her heart when she saw it.

He couldn't say anything for a while, just subconsciously stroked Wen Zichen's back with his hand, and comforted in a low voice, "I know, I know, it doesn't matter, it's not your fault, it's all over, it's okay."

At this moment, he didn't remember those entanglements with Wen Zichen before, and he couldn't blame him any more, he just felt very uncomfortable.

No one deserves this kind of treatment, no one.

"No, not yet."

Wen Zichen raised his head abruptly, as if he had remembered something, his eyes were red with anxiety, he held Xia Tingwan's hand tightly, and the bald flesh was oozing out with force. bloodshot.

"You have to help Su Yan. Yin Ning's matter... Su Yan suppressed the car accident injury for you. If Ye Bingwen finds evidence and is forced to stab him in a hurry, Su Yan's reputation will be completely ruined. You do you know?"

Xia Tingwan's expression suddenly became serious, and her heart was thumping in her chest involuntarily.

Even if he doesn't understand Su Yan's circle, he can understand the seriousness of this matter.

The moral flaws in the public domain of the listed company's informants are not only a blow to Su Yan's personal reputation, but also a blow to the credibility of Hengtai Group.

Once things are not well controlled and fermented, the situation will affect the stock price, which will involve the market value of the entire Hengtai Group, and the shrinking of how many billions will only happen overnight.

If such a big problem occurs, Su Yan's position in Hengtai Group will definitely be affected incalculably.

He remembered Su Yan's situation in Hengtai Group mentioned by Ye Bingwen, and remembered that Su Yan stroked his face and asked him gently, "Is it okay to step down?"

His mind was full of Su Yan, his Su Yan.

All of this shouldn't have been Su Yan's burden.

From the beginning of the car accident, it was him who was at fault, and he was also responsible.

...

At this time, Auntie Rong has hurried over with the doctor.

Xia Tingwan stood up slowly and straightened his back. He still had a lot of questions to ask Wen Zichen, such as Su Yan's illness, and how did Ye Bingwen know about Yin Ning's story.

But in this case, he also understood that the more important thing tonight is to heal the injury, so he just whispered to Wen Zichen: "Let the doctor see it for you first, and let me handle other things."

"Wait," Wen Zichen took out his mobile phone from his coat pocket with difficulty, unlocked it and handed it to Xia Tingwan, and said in a low voice, "I, I secretly sent two videos from Ye Bingwen's mobile phone before, I can only barely Recognize one of them, the star who participated in the reality show with you. I, I actually don't know if this video is useful... I just, I just really hate Ye Bingwen so much, I don't know what to do it is good……"

He was obviously weakened to the extreme, and his voice was exhausted at the back. It was only when he said the three words Ye Bingwen that there was a trace of deep hatred that followed fear like a shadow in his eyes.

Xia Tingwan's heart trembled even more. The male star who participated in the reality show with him... was Xing Le.

He immediately realized that it must be Xing Le.

He patted Wen Zichen's palm silently, held the phone with his fingers stiffly, and walked out slowly.

...

Xia Tingwan put her long black trench coat loosely on her shoulders and stood quietly under the porch.

Fragrant Hills are all silent, and there is not a single star in the night sky.

Only a few lead-grey snowflakes fell silently before my eyes, and finally landed on the white ground.

The dark clouds weighed down heavily, with the gloom that had accumulated all year.

Tomorrow is about another day of snow.

The day after tomorrow is the day when he and Xu Zhe made an appointment to audition for the end of "Seek", but he didn't have much time to prepare. .

Xia Tingwan held a cigarette in his right hand, but a little bit of fire did not bring any consolation in this night, but only felt that the taste of tobacco between the nose and mouth became more and more bitter.

He held Wen Zichen's mobile phone in his left hand, and only unconsciously rubbed the lit screen with his fingertips.

Wen Zichen's mobile phone saved two videos, apparently recorded with the mobile phone posing, and the screen shook from time to time.

Before watching the video, Ye Bingwen opened several calls, but of course they were all pressed down by Xia Tingwan.

In one of the sections, the faces were not clearly visible, and Xia Tingwan couldn't recognize who it was, but the person in the other section was indeed Xing Le.

The video is very short, only about seven or eight minutes.

But it took Xia Tingwan more than an hour just to read it.

It only needs to be played for more than ten seconds each time, and before Xia Tingwan's brain can react, his hand has been unbearably paused first.

The pictures inside made him feel sick to his stomach.

Xing Le, who was begging for mercy on the ground crying and begging for mercy, was beaten by the whip and knelt between Ye Bingwen's legs until his face was blue.

At the end of the video, Xing Le's hands were tied to the bedpost, his eyes were full of fear and he shook his head vigorously, and his body twisted and shrank back, but Ye Bingwen cruelly put on blindfolds and mouth flails.

Even Xia Tingwan, who was watching, could feel the fear in Xing Le's heart at that moment.

He had never suffered like that, never knew that sex could be such an atrocity.

He was obviously not a victim, but he felt a deep wound in his heart.

"Lele..."

Xia Tingwan made a vague voice from his throat, and stroked Xing Le's face on the screen with his fingers with sour eyes, as if across the screen, unable to comfort the crying boy from a distance.

He lowered his head and took a deep breath before raising his head again, sitting on the bench by the porch.

The sky was already faintly white with fish belly, and an indescribable sadness rose from his back and quickly covered his whole body.

At that moment, he suddenly and truly resisted the dawn of dawn.

At dawn, it was still a day when he faced the world alone.

He is not looking forward to tomorrow. He just felt tired.