Chapter 43:

The moment the Ning Lan approached, unknown perfume smells entered Sui Yang's nose with clusters of rapid breathing, and it was incredibly nasty.
At this time, an hour and a half had passed since Ning Lan sent him an end-of-work message. Even if he came from the northernmost part of the film and television city, it would not take so long.
He didn't want to come out to find him, but Ning Lan was a little thing he kept anyway, and if he didn't obey, he had to manage it. So he searched the alleys around the hotel and even went to the studio to find a half figure.
Sui Su grew up smoothly and learned that the dark side of society was in the news. He thought about all the terrible situations in his mind, kidnapping, robbery, and even rape. Although Ning Lan is a boy, he has a hooked face and little strength in his small arms and calves. It is hard to guarantee that no one will move his mind. Sui Yan was more and more afraid, and almost called 110 to call the police.
In the end, all his worries were superfluous. This little thing was fooling around with others outside, and it was stained with disgusting taste.
Sui Yan felt that he was really stupid, how many times, he would still be deceived by his simple face, and he would be turned around.
Ning Lan looked up, and when she saw it was Sui Yue, she immediately laughed: "Why are you out? Just help me get it, I'll send a message."
Sui Yue did not pick up the plastic bags handed over by Ning Lan and dropped them to the ground.
"Well, why don't you answer?"
Ning Lan was distressed by his strawberries and mangoes, and he squatted down to pick it up. Sui Yue pulled him up, pinched his chin, and looked at his face carefully.
Ning Lan was a little flustered and a little shy, and whispered, "What are you doing? Don't be here, someone will pass by."
Sui Yan was so hot that he was smoked by the rich aroma, and he pulled Ning Lan's arm and went behind the bushes on the roadside.
As soon as he stood still, Sui Yue asked, "Where did you go?"
"Go buy some food." Ning Lan Xianbao pulled out two boxes from his arms. "Let's hurry up, it won't taste good when it's cold."
Sui Su sneered: "I thought you were full."
Ning Lan didn't understand what he meant, but only felt that Sui Yang was a bit horrible, just like when he was used as a prop for venting anger.
Did Ji Zhinan know about his marriage?
Ning Lan swallowed and asked nervously, "You know what?"
Sui Yun's eyes were deeper, and he said that he would directly pull Ning Lan's clothes and cut off his jacket. There was still the scent in his face, on his neck, on his chest, and everywhere.
Ning Lan was frightened by his monkey's rush, thinking he suddenly wanted it, and hurriedly pushed him: "Don't you be here?"
The crew's life assistant said that there were many fans and paparazzi nearby, what if he encountered a second Xue Ying again?
He responded with a sting in his neck.
Sui Yan bit his slender neck toward the slender neck that was exposed outside.
Ning Lan finally realized slowly that something was wrong. He had gone a long way just now, and his ankle was still aching with pain. Now Sui Yun's entire body was pressed on him, and he bit and gnawed in his shoulder socket. He couldn't stand it, begging: "We go back to the house, what do you do ... okay, eh?"
Sui Su suddenly stopped, pinching Ning Lan's back neck, holding him in his hands, gasping for a few breaths, and whispering in his ear: "Why, Lu Xiaozhou can do it outside / you, I can't? "
Ning Lan opened her mouth for a moment and explained, "No, he didn't ... uh ..."
Sui Yue put his hands into his pants regardless of his caress, and drilled his fingers straight into the buttocks, as if to check something.
In this chaotic moment, Ning Lan's mind was empty, with almost no feedback. Only the heart seemed to be held by both hands, and the strength was too great, and his heart collapsed and thundered loudly.
"It will be seen ... I really didn't mean it, you believe me ..." He refused to follow his instincts, and didn't even know what he was talking about. He didn't say anything at this time, and he was afraid he would cry. Come out, "Feet hurts, hurts ..."
In fact, it hurts my heart.
Ning Lan's plea didn't work until someone passed outside the bushes.
Sui Yan covered his mouth and did not let him make a sound. Ning Lan took the opportunity to lift up the half-faded pants, shaking his hands so badly that it took him a long time to fasten the pants.
He followed Sui Yang's gaze and looked out through the gaps in the bushes, knowing his heart, and Ji Zhinan stopped at the side of the road and looked here.
Ning Lan went to Sui Yang's hand and whispered close to him, "I'll go out first, you wait for him to go out before going out."
Sui Yan looked at him with a dark look, maybe he felt there was no better way, hesitated for a moment, and let go of his hand.
Ning Lan sorted out her clothes and went out to say hello to Ji Zhinan.
Ji Zhinan apparently heard something, he was not stupid, doubt and worry were written on his face. Ning Lan pretended to be frank and talked to him with a smile. Ji Zhinan glanced behind him, but finally he didn't say anything. The two walked into the hotel together.
It didn't take long for the front foot to enter the house, and Sui Yan followed. Ning Lan sat beside the bed for a while, then stood up anxiously.
Sui Yang grabbed him: "What are you going to do?"
"Eat, fruit, I left it for you." Ning Lan said.
Sui Yun looked very poor and said impatiently, "I don't eat."
"Oh." Ning Lan collapsed his shoulders and sat down neatly, his brain was dull and rusty, and he didn't know where to start for a long time.
There was also a mess in Sui's head, but anger had prevailed. He thought of the pitiful kind of Ning Lan who had just come back, and his anger rolled like boiling water in his chest.
Is he like this to others?
How much does he want?
Why is he so mean?
Residual reason left him to hold these words in his heart, but Ning Lan's next sentence made his last line of reason break instantly.
"Do you like Ji Zhinan?"
Ning Lan's voice was very low, almost inaudible in the room where the needle was heard. After speaking, he raised his head, raised a corner of his mouth, and pulled out a smile that he had practiced countless times. "You look at me like this, don't you look like him?"
There was no mirror in the room, so Sui Yun didn't know how embarrassed his expression was at the moment.
According to Ning Lan's past behavior and actions, a terrible idea came into his mind immediately.
"You approached him deliberately?" Sui Yue approached him step by step. At first, he asked, but later he changed to a certainty. "You grab this role in order to approach him."
Ning Lan didn't answer, her smile froze on her lips, and it was uglier than crying.
Look, this man is full of his little stars, and no one else can bear it.
"What on earth do you want to do?" Sui Yan asked with his teeth gritted.
Ning Lan felt that he should be happy. This was the first time Sui Yang took the initiative to say so much to him. But his eyes warmed up for no reason, the things in front of him gradually blurred, and soon became a shaking shadow.
What do I want to do?
He shook his head slowly, he didn't know.
Suddenly there was a crisp sound of glass products falling to the ground. Sui Yue kicked the suitcase on the ground. Something rolled out from the gap where the zipper was not pulled properly.
Ning Lan suddenly raised his head and stood up to pick it up, but took a slow step and was picked up by the closer Sui Yue.
Sui Yang saw the contents of the bottle, his face could not be described in horror, as if anyone touched him again, he was going to be mad and aggressive, and asked, "What is this?"
Ning Lan was speechless, Sui Yun sneered, and answered on his behalf: "Prepared for Lu Xiaozhou? Are you afraid he won't be tough?"
"No……"
"I didn't expect me to come here suddenly? I didn't expect me to interrupt you again?"
Ning Lan gritted her teeth and swallowed back her tears. Even in such a situation that was very unfavorable to him, he didn't want to use his misery and wolf to win sympathy.
He sat back to the bed and quietly shrugged his shoulders and shrank into the bed: "No."
His voice was very low, because even if he said that, Sui Yang would not believe it.
Sui Yan's heart was rather low, and now he added a word of bad intentions, saying nothing is useless.
So what am I doing now? Ning Lan suddenly became dazed.
Sui Yan approached him, clutching his chin, forcing him to look up, repeating the words that had drenched him in blood just now: "Lu Xiaozhou can use this / you, can I?"
Ning Lan looked at him without blinking, even in this case, he could stare at this face to see the obsession and see that the soul was unwilling.
"Yes, whatever you want ... you can."
Ning Lan heard himself say.
Sui Yue's anger had reached its peak. He suddenly raised his corner of the mouth and smiled, unscrewed the cap of the glass bottle, and then pinched Ning Lan's chin again, pressed his cheeks with two fingers, and opened his mouth, then Tuck the mouth of the bottle into his mouth.
The cold liquid flowed down the larynx into the esophagus, which caused Ning Lan's empty stomach to quickly ignite a fire in Ebara, and like a strong corrosive solvent, it made his intestines hurt through the belly.
He didn't struggle, just clinging to Sui Yun's wrist, and physiological tears flowed from the slightly opened eyes, which wet his trembling lashes.
After filling the small bottle, Sui Yue stopped his hand awake like a dream, threw the bottle to the ground, and whispered, "Not allowed ... not to approach him again."
He found a valid reason for his actions. It was Ning Lan who first disobeyed and deceived him, this was just a small punishment and a great commandment.
Ning Lan defined "he" in Sui's mouth as Ji Zhinan, raised his hand to wipe the corners of his mouth, coughed a few times, pulled the corners of his mouth hard, dumbly his throat and asked, "You haven't answered yet, In the end ... like him? "
Sui Yan looked at the smile on his pale face, suddenly dazzled and shaken physically and mentally, as if something was getting out of his body, like a handful of sand grabbed by his hand, the tighter he squeezed, the faster he lost. .
He didn't understand what it felt like, just knowing that he didn't want to see Ning Lan laughing like that, his beautiful eyes were out of sight, and there were only two black holes.
"Don't compare yourself to him."
Sui Yang dropped this sentence, stopped looking at him, and picked up his backpack almost out of the door.
Yaojin appeared after a quarter of an hour, and Ning Lan took off his upper body clothes and slowly moved to the bathroom, holding the sink and looking at himself in the mirror.
The pale skin was covered with bruises. He hated the body and couldn't hide anything. When the traces disappeared, nothing remained.
Sui Yue only remembers his filth, and treats this body as the place where the dirt is hidden, abandoning and disgusting. The gentleness of inadvertent giving is only due to instinct.
His "intention" is always "don't have ulterior motives" in Sui Yang's eyes. It is ridiculous that he thought he could use his arrogance and sincerity to attract his eyes little by little.
Ning Lan couldn't hold it. She sat paralyzed on the ground, covered her face with her hands, and shook her shoulders and laughed.
That man is a star in the sky, and what about him? With a handful of mud in the sewer, the blind man would look up at the stars instead of looking down at him.
Ning Lan couldn't help but vomit in his mouth. He didn't want to vomit to the ground, but he couldn't get up. Whenever he felt that he couldn't vomit any more, he still had spasms in his stomach. He vowed to empty all the organs in his body.
In the chaos of consciousness, he wondered stupidly, should this be retribution?
It was his lack of greed, tenderness, and love, and even love. But every sentence he said was false in Sui Yan's eyes, and it was all deceiving. Even if he would say, is anyone willing to listen?
The body was very hot, but there seemed to be a big hole in the heart. The wind passing through the hall consumed all the temperature left in it, and the bones were cold.
Ning Lan was lying on the ground, not even shaking.
There were several warm liquids on his cheeks, and he tried hard, but his hands couldn't be raised. He stuck out his tongue and licked it, and when it hit his tongue, it was already cold.
Ning Lan smiled suddenly, but her dry throat could not make a sound.
He laughed at himself, didn't he have no energy? Why are you crying?