Chapter 39

When Xia Ting rushed over late, Xing Le was eating at a relatively secret Chongqing hot pot restaurant outside his high-end community.

Over the years, Xing Le has always loved this mouthful.

He doesn't seem to pay attention to the time when he eats hot pot, and some fans have taken pictures of him running to the hot pot restaurant at 11 o'clock and waiting for the first meal to open.

Xia Tingwan waited less than five minutes to see Xing Le walking out of the store wearing sunglasses.

A man who looked like the owner of a hot pot restaurant followed him and sent him out. He couldn't see his appearance against the light, but he was tall and strong. He had been standing there and waited for Xing Le to walk away before returning to the store.

"Go upstairs and talk."

Xing Le walked up to Xia Tingwan with an expressionless face.

Xia Ting responded late and followed Xing Le to the residential area.

He didn't ask Zhao Nanshu to follow him, but waited in the parking lot outside. Send him a message every ten minutes, and if there is no response, call someone.

"Sit. I'll pour you a glass of juice."

After Xing Le got home, he took off his sunglasses. Although the face below was still handsome, he was even more haggard and tired than when he was in Thailand.

Xia Ting sat on the sofa late and looked at the house. The decoration was minimalist in black and white, but it didn't look luxurious.

Xing Le has been very popular in recent years, and he has indeed made a lot of money, but his residence in City H is not too public.

The community is very upscale and private. He only bought an ordinary apartment with three bedrooms, one living room and balcony on the top floor. When the new home was just set up, Xing Le asked Xia Tingwan if she wanted to come and have a look. Xia Tingwan was with Su Yan at that time. It's not very convenient to play overseas, so just ordered a set of luxury kitchen utensils for Xing Le, which is regarded as a congratulations on the housewarming.

"I came to you to talk to you about Ye Bingwen."

Xia Tingwan didn't want to reminisce, so she went straight to the topic: "I know his relationship with you."

"Oh?"

Xing Le held the glass and sat opposite Xia Tingwan, raised his eyebrows: "What do you think you know?"

His expression was slightly sarcastic.

This kind of Xing Le is rare, but it is actually much more real than the pretentious intimacy he pretended to be during the reality show period.

Xia Tingwan looked at Xing Le and said softly, "Lele."

"I know you're not M, it was Ye Bingwen who forced you."

When it comes to the last few words, even I feel extremely sad.

He thought about the content of the video, and only felt that the face of the young man in front of him gradually blurred, as if returning to the familiar appearance when they hugged and laughed together in high school.

"Who told you that I was forced?" Xing Le didn't look too surprised when he heard it. He looked at Xia Tingwan and smiled lightly: "I know, you saw my injuries during the reality show. Yes, but it's nothing, I have what I want, and it has nothing to do with you."

"non of my business?"

Xia Tingwan repeated, and was suddenly stabbed in the center by these four words.

He took out his mobile phone and opened the video, then placed the mobile phone on the wooden coffee table between the two and pressed the play button.

"Ye Shao, Ye Shao... Please, let me go, I really can't do it anymore."

Xing Le choked and begged for mercy, and accompanied by the sound of the whip waving in the video, it rang harshly in the quiet room. In the video, he was soon blocked by Ye Bingwen with his lower body, and he could only emit from his throat. Groaning like retching.

"Don't let it go!"

It's just that Xing Le's face became ashen after listening to it for less than half a minute. He suddenly sat up and stretched out his hand to get the phone, but was snatched back by Xia Tingwan and turned off the video.

"Aren't you forced?" Xia Tingwan's voice rose involuntarily: "Lele, tell me, are you willing to be the one in this video?"

Xing Le's chest was heaving violently. He stared at Xia Tingwan, his rapid breathing gradually slowed down, his excited expression flashed, and he returned to his original calm appearance.

"Yes, I am willing." He said indifferently: "I voluntarily sleep with Ye Bingwen, he gives me resources, I give him to play - he can play whatever he wants. Are you satisfied?"

The afternoon sun shone in at this moment, and the light spot jumped several times on the coffee table between the two.

Xing Le said: "To be honest, I actually don't know why you came to tell me this. How is Ye Bingwen and I, and what does it have to do with you? You don't think the performances of those good brothers on reality shows are real, right? , we are no longer friends, in fact, you and I know it well. Also, where did this video come from, did Ye Bingwen give it to you?"

"You don't care where it came from."

Xia Tingwan tried hard to suppress the suffocation in his chest. He looked at the man in front of him who brought up their relationship with a mocking expression, and changed his name: "Xing Le, since you want to say that, so good, I'll come to you. With my purpose, I don't care if you are forced or not. But now, Ye Bingwen has Su Yan's handle to threaten Su Yan, so no matter what, I need you to be forced.

"I need you to be willing to testify that Ye Bingwen persecuted you and sexually abused you. I need him to be afraid of this matter, too afraid to touch Su Yan."

Xing Le suddenly laughed: "Xia Tingwan, you are so fucking funny. What is Su Yan's business? Why should I listen to you?"

Xia Ting didn't speak, he took out his lighter and lit a cigarette, and then slowly raised his head and said, "Aren't you willing to be spoiled by Ye Bingwen for resources? Since you care so much about your career, then you have to listen to me. "

"Oh?"

"You think about this video in my hand, Xing Le - a full seven minutes and thirty-eight seconds, a large-scale same-sex SM, your face and Ye Bingwen's face are not marked."

Xia Ting took a puff of cigarette late and said coldly: "Just think about who you are in the entertainment industry to set up your popularity with, a popular traffic niche, positive energy, friendliness, and sunshine. Once I post this video on the Internet, You had to bite Ye Bingwen and admit that you were being coerced-because once you are either a victim of coercion or you are an unspoken rule, which one do you think sounds better to you? You can stand up to this kind of scandal impact?"

Xing Le listened and listened, the trace of irony on his face gradually faded, and he stood up abruptly: "You wouldn't do this."

"Do you think I can't?"

Xia Tingwan also slowly stood up and looked at Xing Le.

"No, Xia Tingwan, you don't understand. Once you spread that video out, it's useless for me to explain what I'm going to say and what kind of rhetoric I choose."

Xing Le's face was extremely pale, and there was a trace of fear in his eyes at that moment, but his expression did not weaken completely: , murmured: "The video went out, and my character design collapsed overnight. My opponent will not let me go, my fans will be disillusioned - as soon as you let go, my whole person will be ruined, I will become a joke in the entertainment circle, there is no choice but to quit the circle. You will not be like this Do it, you won't, Xia Tingwan."

"Xing Le, you don't know me."

Xia Tingwan looked at Xing Le, and a hint of sadness suddenly flashed in his eyes: "I can do anything for Su Yan."

When he said it, he knew it was indeed true.

But it was precisely because of the truth that came from his heart that he felt uncontrollable pain and confusion.

If Su Yan needs his protection, he can become cold and look like he doesn't like it.

Xia Tingwan hated the fact that he was forcing Xing Le. He and Xing Le had been strangers for a long time, and even Xing Le had really plotted against him on the reality show.

Although Xing Le provocatively claimed that he was voluntarily in the video, Xia Tingwan couldn't see it that way.

He wanted to get up from Wen Zichen, who was seriously injured, and remembered how Xing Le was wearing a blindfold in tears in the video. In any case, he could not ignore the fact that he was also killing Xing Le.

"Xia Tingwan, in fact...you love Su Yan, right?"

Xing Le took a sip of orange juice, the corners of his mouth rolled up, and for some reason his expression became lonely, but he lost interest in the key topic before, and sat back on the sofa sullenly.

"When you first got married, you and I mentioned it indifferently once - anyway, that's how it is, it's the same as whoever gets married, it's not bad if it's Su Yan's words. For a while, I always thought you I'm not happy with Su Yan. I feel sorry for you, but it's strange that a colleague who knows you're not so happy, I actually..."

"I actually felt a vague sense of satisfaction."

Xing Le turned his head and looked out, the afternoon sun shone on his face through the floor-to-ceiling windows, but it was like a sudden twilight: "I think, I probably hate you a little bit. I hate you for taking away the "Whale Talk". "The opportunity, even if that opportunity didn't belong to me. So when Ye Bingwen asked me to find an opportunity to stumble you on the reality show, I didn't hesitate. I think I want to see you fall, fall. The worse it is, the better."

His voice was getting softer and softer: "Ting Wan, do you remember? The year you won the best actor, mixed-race and profound-style facial features were very popular in the circle. Every time I looked in the mirror, I felt inferior, so I went to Japan to give my nose. An L-shaped prosthesis was placed, and the bridge of the nose and the root of the nose were raised a little. It was not an exaggeration. In fact, many fans still do not know that my nose moved hands and feet during that time. After the recovery from the operation, I felt very satisfied, so I put The photos are sent to you by email. You reply to me that Lele was so handsome before, but you don’t need to be so perfectionistic.”

"At that time, I suddenly felt very sad."

Xing Le's long eyelashes were blocked with a faint golden light under the sun. He turned his head, and his eyes were confused.

"You never seem to wander like me. You like yourself no matter what time you are. You don't care if your roots are not high enough or what those people think of you. I'm really jealous of you. Many others, I can't tell myself... Sometimes I wonder if I shouldn't have been in this circle with you, every day you stand in front of me, I feel tormented, I don't know what motivates me to move forward Should it surpass you, or something else."

Xia Tingwan looked at Xing Le blankly, they hadn't spoken so seriously for many years.

In the past, Xing Le always seemed to be sunny and gentle, but at this time, he showed a kind of burnout that he didn't even want to pretend to support.

He leaned back on the back of the sofa, and a self-deprecating arc appeared at the corner of his mouth: "I got a good costume drama resource the year before last, but at that time it was no longer popular to have mixed blood, the shape of my Yamane in the later period. It's not very natural, so I thought about it, and flew to Japan to take out the prosthesis. I felt stupid. I sent you an email that time, but you didn't reply. I think you are I didn't see it. But the strange thing is that after the show was broadcast, no one noticed the change in the nose. The fans were all playing CP in the show. In fact, no one cared about what I played. Are you funny?

"Lele..." Xia Tingwan couldn't smile at all.

"Send it if you want-"

Xing Le stood up: "I said that video."

"These years... I have been tossing and turning in a daze, and sometimes I really don't know what it is for. I'm already twenty-six in a flash, and in four or five years, a new batch of traffic niches will come in, and soon There is no place for me in this circle, so what is the difference between posting or not.”

He straightened his clothes, his expression was very light, and it was obvious that he meant to see off guests.

It's just that when he asked Xia Ting to post the video late, there was a hint of relief in his tone.

Xia Tingwan looked at Xing Le's handsome and tired face, and suddenly felt a deep sadness in her heart.

Before he went out, he turned his head sharply and asked, "Lele, are we... we can't be friends again?"

"It can't be done."

Xing Le smiled slightly: "Actually, it's me who's sorry for you first, Xiaowan."

His smile reached the bottom of his eyes, and there were faint tears, and he said softly: "You did nothing wrong, I just really don't want to face you anymore, I feel pain when I see you, maybe I just Can't face myself, can't admit my failure and insignificance. Let's be strangers from now on..."

Xia Tingwan could no longer face all this, and turned around and left the house.

The hurried steps like running away, each step, the young memory blurred.

They used to lie together on the basketball court looking up at the vast starry sky. On the way home, he sat on Xing Le's back seat and spread his arms against the wind like a bird. They used to sit in a dark cinema and drink a bottle of greasy Pineapple flavored soda.

In the hot summer of those years, the white shirts fluttered in the wind, and Jay Chou hummed in the headphones.

The moonlight of his boyhood fell into the river, and the reflection shattered into pieces.

Time goes nowhere, and time does not look back.

...

Driving back to the intersection of Xiangshan, Zhao Nanshu suddenly and urgently slammed on the brakes. Fortunately, Xia Tingwan and him were both wearing seat belts, but they just bounced up suddenly, and no one was injured.

"Damn, what are you doing?"

Zhao Nanshu was so angry that he unbuckled his seat belt and rushed down: "Can't you see the red light?"

Xia Ting came back to his senses late, and found that although it was a red light, there was still a woman hurried across the road with a little girl, and then he understood why Zhao Nanshu suddenly became so angry.

The woman was shivering with fright and was speechless.

The little girl wearing a Christmas hat fell on the road and cried loudly. The light stick she was holding in her hand also fell on the cold road. Fortunately, she was dressed thickly in winter, so she didn't bump it. .

But that pair of innocent eyes with teary eyes made people feel heartbroken.

Xia Tingwan stared blankly for a few seconds, and suddenly opened the window and got out of the car. He walked to the middle of the road covered by a thin layer of snow, squatted down, and helped the little girl up.

"Did it hurt?"

He stroked the little girl's blushing face, and asked softly.

The little girl looked at his face in a trance, and after a while she lowered her head shyly and whispered, "It doesn't hurt."

The woman was also stunned and stammered: "Xia, Xia Tingwan...?"

Xia Tingwan raised his head and smiled at the woman, then picked up the blue light stick from the road, only to see the words "Jizhan! Come on" flashing on it.

He handed the light stick to the little girl with a smile: "Are you going to see Ji Zhan's concert?"

"Yeah!" Probably because of the mention of Ji Zhan, the little girl nodded vigorously.

"We wanted to line up outside the venue to buy support items, and we were in a hurry... I'm so sorry, I'm so embarrassed." The woman also quickly explained.

"Come on." Xia Tingwan stood up straight, with a gentle look in his eyes, and said softly, "Be careful, don't do this again."

The woman led the little girl and continued to walk forward. Before she took two steps, the little girl turned her head and shook the light stick at Xia Tingwan: "Merry Christmas!"

The little red Christmas hat on her head was particularly cute, and with the bouncing pace, she shivered out of sight.

"Merry Christmas."

Xia Tingwan's voice was very soft. He stood in the falling snow and whispered to himself, "I'm sorry."

The color of the snow reflected in his eyes, and there was a soft light.

It's like traveling through time, looking back at an apology from the distant past.

...

When returning to Xiangshan, Secretary Lu came again.

Xia Ting was not surprised to see him appear late, and asked softly, "Is Su Yan still refusing to see me?"

"Sir asked me to bring you a letter."

Secretary Lu avoided the question, lowered his head and took out a snow-white envelope from his leather briefcase and handed it over.

Xia Tingwan didn't answer right away.

Looking at the envelope, he couldn't help but think of the worst possible outcome. Countless terrifying possibilities flashed through his mind, and he even thought of a suicide note.

He subconsciously put his fingertips on the envelope, but when he raised his head, he was so frightened that he almost couldn't help crying: "Secretary Lu, Su Yan, did something happen to him...?"

"No, no, don't think about it." Secretary Lu hurriedly shook his head and reassured him, "Sir, he has written this letter for a long time, and he just finished it last night. Everything he wants to say to you is in it."

"Also," Secretary Lu said, "Sir means that it's not a problem for Mr. Wen to live here, you will not feel comfortable, and it will be inconvenient for him to recover from his injuries. Later, Mr. Wen will send someone to take care of Wen. Sir, he was sent to the ward of a private hospital, sir, don't worry, Ye Bingwen will not find him."

He was right, as long as Wen Zichen was not found by Ye Bingwen, it would be better to stay in the hospital.

"Sir, you don't need to pay attention to Ye Bingwen's threat. The drunk driving... has passed. He has completely confessed to Hengtai and reached an agreement that he will resign voluntarily. Hengtai can guarantee that Ye Bingwen will never break any news. Besides, he left some things for you in the safe in the study upstairs, you can go up and have a look after you finish reading the letter."

Xia Tingwan nodded subconsciously.

With trembling fingers, he took the envelope and carefully clasped it in his hand. This light, thin envelope contained too much.

The tireless pursuit of these days and nights seems to be finally coming to an end.

The fog that shrouded him and Su Yan was finally about to clear a corner, and he suddenly felt so weak that he was almost paralyzed on the ground.