Xia Beiqing was dumb for a moment, and could not even say a negative word.

Because he had to admit that when he first went after Shen Zhiyu, he just thought it was fun and angry, so he wanted to play with him and take revenge on him.

But later, everything was out of Xia Beiqing's control. He wanted to see Shen Zhiyu more and more. He wanted to stay with Shen Zhiyu more and more, hugging and kissing. Even if he stayed on the sofa, no one would speak, which would make him feel satisfied.

In the endless silence of Xia Beiqing, Shen Zhiyu's eyes dim a little bit.

"I already know the answer." He walked around Xia Beiqing, holding the suitcase and toward the door.

Xia Beiqing woke up and wanted to stop Shen: "don't go... Don't go..."

At this time, Shen Zhiyu suddenly grabbed the things on the table, smashed them at the feet of Xia Bei, and forced to overthrow the coffee table among them. For the first time, he was so impolite, like crazy, and roared angrily: "I have no job, I can't be a teacher any more, I have nothing left. What do you want to do, I want to die here?"

He picked up the pieces of potted plants on the ground, put them on his neck, and said: "do you really want me to die before you let me go?"

"Mr. Shen!" Xia Beiqing cried out in panic. He froze and stared at the fragments in Shen Zhiyu's hand. He didn't dare to move forward. He was afraid that he would make some drastic moves. He said in a trembling voice: "I don't want to force you. At least, tell me where you are going, OK?"

"You don't have to know." Shen Zhiyu grabbed the debris in one hand and the trunk in the other. When he came to the door, he left the debris and decided to leave the room.

Xia Beiqing turned around and hurried to catch up with him. But when he ran to the door, he stopped and watched Shen Zhiyu walk downstairs, gradually away, until he disappeared in his sight.

A voice ran through his mind.

Catch up! Catch up!

But Xia's steps to the north were as heavy as lead, as if he had been caught by something, which made him unable to take a step.

——

Jiang Xiujie suddenly received a call from Xia Beiqing. He was so excited that his hands were shaking.

"My God, Xia Beiqing, you finally showed up. I thought you were dead! How are you, any better now? "

"Who posted the photos?" Xia Beiqing asked on the other end of the phone.

It's obvious that Shen Zhiyu can get the photos in his mobile phone and code him. Apart from these friends, he can't think of anyone else.

Jiang Xiujie swallowed his saliva and stammered, unable to say a word.

"Is that you?" Xia Beiqing's voice was horrifying.

"No, no, no, it's not me!" Jiang Xiujie is anxious to get rid of the relationship. He has been struggling in his heart for a long time. But now, he has to tell the truth: "it should be Lu Yuan. That night you were drunk. He said that he would make a good deal of Shen Zhiyu, and then he took your mobile phone. I don't know what he was doing..."

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, and then Xia Beiqing asked coldly, "where is he now?"

"Listen to him, let's get together in the bar of Xiaohai. We are all brothers. Don't mess with him, Lu Yuan..."

Jiang Xiujie's words were not finished, the phone was hung up.

In the box of the bar, Lu Yuan opened a bottle of wine, looked at the time again, and asked the crowd, "why hasn't Jiang Xiujie arrived yet? Have you got through to the North leaning phone?"