Quick Wear: The host is really just a substitute!

Chapter 841: The 7 Constellations of Professional Stuntmen (54)

Another hour passed.

Song Yuesheng's eyelashes on the bed trembled suddenly. The subtle movement, like the flapping of a butterfly's wings, made the five men in the room instantly tense.

"Shengsheng?"

Five voices sounded at the same time.

Song Yuesheng slowly opened his eyes, and five enlarged handsome faces suddenly appeared in his hazy vision.

Fu Yunzhi's eyes were slightly red, Si Shu's gold-rimmed glasses shone with a cold light, the strands of hair on Lu Xingyi's forehead were still dripping with sweat, Xu Yanheng's white coat was wrinkled, and Jiang Xu's fangs were almost biting his lips.

"..."

Her pupils suddenly contracted and she closed her eyes abruptly.

hallucinations.

Must be an illusion.

But the steaming heat all around was so real that it was terrifying. Sweat slid down her collarbone and soaked her collar.

Song Yuesheng had to open his eyes again——

Not only did the five faces not disappear, but they moved closer.

"You guys..." Her voice was hoarse, "Can you please move aside? I'm dying of heat."

The men's expressions were instantly brilliant.

Fu Yunzhi narrowed his eyes, Si Shu pushed up his glasses, Lu Xingyi's Adam's apple rolled, Xu Yanheng seemed to want to say something but stopped, and Jiang Xu pursed his lips in grievance.

Seeing that they were getting closer, Song Yuesheng suddenly reached out and pushed away Xu Yanheng, who was nearest to him, then jumped off the bed, opened the door and went out.

The silk sheet was lifted up by her, drawing an arc in the air.

When her bare feet stepped on the cool marble floor, she almost sighed with comfort.

what.

It's finally cool.

"Shengsheng——"

There were rapid footsteps behind him.

Before she could turn around, she was hugged from behind by a strong force.

Lu Xingyi's hot chest pressed against her back, and his arms were wrapped around her waist like an iron clamp.

Song Yuesheng: "..."

"Let go," she gritted her teeth, "I'm hot."

Feeling the arm around his waist tightening a little more, Song Yuesheng curled his lips and said, "Very good, you forced me to do this."

Before she finished speaking, she suddenly bent her knees and pushed back, grabbing Lu Xingyi's wrist and throwing him over her shoulder.

"boom!"

The 1.87-meter-tall man fell heavily on the carpet, causing the glasses on the coffee table to clink.

Song Yuesheng stretched his neck and looked down at him: "Lu Xingyi, we haven't seen each other for a long time..."

She shook her numb wrist and said, "I don't want to start a fight as soon as we meet."

Song Yuesheng caught a glimpse of four figures frozen in the doorway. He raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why? You guys want to try it too?"

The four of them took a half step back in unison.

Fu Yunzhi silently retracted his right foot.

"Sister Yue, actually they..."

Blue Sparrow recounted everything that had happened in the past few hours - how five men snatched her away from the Chinese medicine clinic, how they guarded her in the high-temperature room, and how they almost got into a fight.

After listening to this, Song Yuesheng's fingertips unconsciously stroked his cuffs, and an unnatural look flashed across his face.

"Don't worry," she coughed lightly and glanced at everyone, "I just... have a rare disease. It rarely occurs and it's not life-threatening."

Her voice became softer and softer, and finally turned into a sigh: "It's my fault for not telling you in advance and making you worry."

"How could my sister be wrong?"

Jiang Xu suddenly came closer, and the boy's clear voice had a hint of coquettishness.

He leaned forward slightly, and the tip of his hair brushed against Song Yuesheng's earlobe: "Life is so dull and boring. Occasionally, an accelerated heartbeat like this is actually more beneficial to physical and mental health~"

The corners of Song Yuesheng's mouth twitched.

"Sister, you don't believe it?" Jiang Xu blinked like a coquettish puppy.

"I believe it." Song Yuesheng nodded helplessly and ruffled his fluffy hair. "I believe whatever you say."

The other four people: "..."

The air was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder.

"By the way," Song Yuesheng suddenly turned to Fu Yunzhi, "Lend me your cell phone. Mine is broken."

She pursed her lips and said, "If Mu Shi goes back and finds that I'm not here, she will definitely be anxious. It's so late, it's always unsafe for a girl to come out to Zhao Dehua."

Fu Yunzhi's eyes suddenly darkened: "Shengsheng, you don't remember my number, but you remember hers? How many days have you known each other?"

Song Yuesheng rolled his eyes: "How dare you say you didn't save her contact information? Don't tell me you're not trying to keep track of my whereabouts at all times."

"Ah."

Si Shu on the side suddenly chuckled.

He took the opportunity to add fuel to the fire: "So Shengsheng, if you make a mistake once, it will happen again. The best solution is to let him leave forever."

"What's wrong with you?"

Fu Yunzhi interrupted coldly, but still took out the phone from his inner pocket. The metal body turned around in his palm and finally handed it to Song Yuesheng.

"I just..." His Adam's apple rolled, and his voice suddenly became hoarse, "I wanted to ask if you were tired." His thumb unconsciously rubbed the edge of the phone, "Not to monitor you."

Song Yuesheng grabbed the phone, and the moment their fingertips touched, Fu Yunzhi's hand trembled almost imperceptibly.

"Okay," she lowered her head to unlock the door, "I'll just assume that I misunderstood."

When the contact person of "Mu Shi" suddenly appeared in front of him, Song Yuesheng suddenly looked up, and his dark pupils looked straight into Fu Yunzhi's eyes.

The look seemed to say: See, I knew it all along.

Fu Yunzhi turned his face away and murmured, "Okay, I'll delete it later."

"Beep-beep-"

The phone was quickly connected after only two rings.

"Mr. Fu!"

Mu Shi's voice was breathless, with shrill honking and noisy voices in the background, as if she was standing on a busy street.

"Have you found Sister Yue? How is she now?"

Song Yuesheng held the phone a little further away and pressed the speakerphone: "Mu Shi, it's me."

Her voice was deliberately soft, "I'm fine."

The room suddenly became so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

They all know - there are certain boundaries that cannot be crossed.

"I just met Fu Yunzhi on the way home, and I forgot the time while chatting."

The glass window reflected her slightly flickering eyes, "I'll go back tomorrow."

"Go home?" Mu Shi's voice suddenly rose, "Sister Yue, do you have a home in Yuncheng?"

"Yeah." Song Yuesheng's gaze pierced through the night and looked at the vague outline of the city in the distance.

She ignored the suddenly tense atmosphere behind her and spoke calmly as if she was discussing the weather: "It's just an old house. Recently... I want to buy it back."

There was a clear exhalation sound from the other end of the phone, and Mu Shi's voice finally became a little more relaxed: "So that's how it is... Sister Yue, you scared us to death!"

The sound of Jiang Tianmo and Sang Xia getting closer could be heard in the background.

"Mr. Fu called me this morning and we thought something happened to you..."

"Yeah!" Jiang Tianmo's voice suddenly interrupted, with a bit of complaint, "We have been looking for it since this afternoon, and we haven't even had time to read the court summons!"

Sang Xia's voice was much calmer: "Sister Yue, please take care of your family affairs first. We and Lawyer Mu will take care of the case, and the orphanage will also do some simple renovations first."

"Yes, yes, yes!" Jiang Tianmo suddenly became excited, with an unconcealable smile in her voice, "Sister Yue, just enjoy your time with Mr. Fu~"

She lowered her voice, but it was still clearly picked up by the microphone, "I can guarantee with my ten years of experience as a writer that Mr. Fu's business trip is definitely an excuse! Mu Shi said that you two met the day before yesterday."

"Sister..." Jiang Xu suddenly spoke, his voice aggrieved, "You can't do this to me..."

There was a sudden silence on the other end of the line.

"Sister Yue, you actually..." Mu Shi's shocked voice just sounded -

"beep."

Song Yuesheng hung up the phone decisively.

She slowly raised her eyelashes, and her dark eyes flashed with a dangerous gleam under the light.

She was about to speak when Jiang Xu leaned over and pressed forward.

The young man's slender figure loomed over her, and a minty scent filled her face.

He supported himself on the back of the sofa with one hand, and the other hand naturally rested on her shoulder, his fingertips gently stroking her clothes.

"Jiang Xu," Song Yuesheng leaned back, trying to distance himself, "Can you please stop interfering with my conversation with my friend?"

"Sister, you are so partial~" Jiang Xu not only did not step away, but he went even further and put his chin on her shoulder.

He blinked his wet puppy eyes, his voice aggrieved, "You don't take me to meet my friends, and you don't come to see me at school... So Fu Yunzhi is your only real boyfriend?"

Song Yuesheng suddenly turned sideways, and Jiang Xu was caught off guard and fell onto the sofa.

She stood up quickly.

"When I went to hire a lawyer, it was Fu Yunzhi who came uninvited and was seen by Mu Shi. As for the girl who spoke last time..."

Song Yuesheng paused and said, "She was the one who hung up on me last time. She probably mistook you for Fu Yunzhi."

Jiang Xu suddenly grabbed her fingers and said, "Sister, don't you want to explain our relationship?"

"What do you want to explain?" Song Yuesheng pulled back his hand and curled his lips. "Do you think anyone can accept this situation?"

She glanced at the other four people in the room with a pointed look, "Don't be jealous."

Just as Lu Xingyi was about to speak, Xu Yanheng calmly interrupted him.

"Shengsheng, children always have some childish ideas..." He naturally stood between the two of them, "Don't worry about these trivial matters."

Song Yuesheng raised an eyebrow: "If everyone is as 'steady' as Dr. Xu..."

She deliberately emphasized the last two words.

“It does save me a lot of worry.”

Xu Yanheng smiled without saying anything, and the light in his eyes behind the lenses dimmed.

He suddenly reached out, and gently lifted her wrist with his bony fingers: "You just woke up, and your body needs to be observed." His fingertips brushed her pulse as if unintentionally, "Being sick is not a joke."

"Got it." Song Yuesheng deliberately dragged out the tone, "Then I'll have to trouble Doctor Xu~"

"it is good."

Xu Yanheng calmly took Song Yuesheng's hand and pulled her to the table next to him. His thumb seemed to accidentally stroke the pale blue veins on her wrist.

This seemingly professional pulse-taking action somehow had a sense of ambiguity when he did it.

The other four stared at their folded hands, their eyes almost spitting fire.

Xu Yanheng, the dog is still your dog!

Don’t think you can’t see that you are taking advantage of the opportunity!

Sudden.

Lu Xingyi sat down next to Song Yuesheng.

Seeing her frown, he scratched his hair irritably: "I won't bother you." His voice was muffled as if he had a piece of charcoal in his mouth, "I just want to ask, what did you mean by that sentence you sent in the group?"

Song Yuesheng raised the corners of his lips slightly, but there was no smile in his eyes: "Literally."

The fingers of Xu Yanheng who was taking the pulse paused almost imperceptibly, then quickly returned to normal.

The eyes behind the lenses flickered slightly, but his fingertips remained firmly on her wrist.

"What did Shen Zhirang do to you?" Fu Yunzhi's voice came from the shadows. The cigarette on his fingertips had burned out and the gray ash fell down.

"No." Song Yuesheng said firmly.

"Then why-"

"I can't say it now." Song Yuesheng interrupted abruptly.

It was "can't", not "don't want to" or "don't want to"... This subtle word made the room suddenly quiet.

The neon lights outside the window shine through the gauze curtains, casting mottled light and shadows on everyone's faces.

After a long while, Lu Xingyi suddenly said, "...Is it related to your current 'strange disease'?"

He stared at her pale lips.

Song Yuesheng nodded gently: "I guess so." She lowered her eyelashes, "As long as you do it literally, I won't get sick again."

In the sea of ​​stars——

The blue sparrow flapped its wings and stared at the big screen nervously.

When it confirmed that the alarm was not triggered, it breathed a sigh of relief and its feathers fluffed up a little.

"Sister Yue's words..." It tilted its head, "actually perfectly avoided system monitoring?"

Suddenly, the blue sparrow's eyes lit up, and it fluttered to open the system mall, its little eyes flashing with cunning light.

"The Complete Works of Human Language Arts... Should I buy a copy to pretend it's profound?"

**

Lu Xingyi suddenly stood up, and his tall figure cast a shadow under the light.

He placed his hands on the coffee table, his knuckles turning white from exertion, and spoke in a low voice as if he was swearing, "This matter won't take too long."

Song Yuesheng looked up at him, the corners of her eyes curved into a crescent shape: "Okay~" the ending tone rose briskly, "Then I'll wait for good news."

As she spoke, she turned to Xu Yanheng opposite her and asked with her head tilted: "Doctor Xu, am I in good condition?"

Xu Yanheng slowly withdrew his hand, and his cuffs slid down with the movement, revealing the exquisite mechanical watch on his wrist.

He pushed up his glasses, and his eyes behind the lenses softened a little: "Well, the pulse is stable." After a pause, he added: "Just don't stay up late."

"I'll follow the doctor's orders~" Song Yuesheng winked playfully and stood up. "Then I'll be leaving. You guys can go about your business."

Just as she took a step forward, Si Shu suddenly said, "Wait."

His gold-rimmed glasses reflected a cold light, "Shengsheng, you used to... live in Yuncheng too?"

"Yeah." Song Yuesheng turned around. "Didn't you find out when you were investigating the matter between me and Shen Zhirang?"

Si Shu's fingers unconsciously rubbed the strap: "I haven't checked what happened before that."

"OK then."

Song Yuesheng's gaze drifted out the window, as if he was seeing somewhere far away through the night.

"Before I was six years old, I lived in a courtyard in the old city. It was made of blue bricks and gray tiles. There was a century-old crabapple tree in the yard. It was very beautiful when it bloomed..."

Her voice suddenly softened. "I always thought that I would be reminded of sad things if I went back, so I never bought it."

"Now think about it, if I don't buy it back..." Song Yuesheng's voice was almost inaudible, "I won't even have a home."

But in fact, she wanted to go to her parents, so it didn’t matter whether she bought it or not.

But after going through so much, Song Yuesheng has learned to reconcile with the past.

The room was so quiet that you could hear the ticking of the wall clock.

Everyone understood that the "home" she was talking about was the place where her parents laughed.

It is this understanding that makes all words of comfort seem pale.

Only Xu Yanheng said in a gentle voice the moment she opened the door: "Wait until you buy it and decorate it..."

His voice is like a glass of warm water on a winter day.

"Call your friends and come with us to the warming house."

Song Yuesheng turned around and raised a sincere smile: "Okay."

There are so many unexpressed gratitude hidden in this simple syllable.