Acting rules for pretending to be Alpha

Chapter 57

If the goldfish really has a seven-second memory, then he also wants to drown in sea water, preferably in winter, the icy water freezes his bones stiff.

When Gu Jing thought of the day she came back from kindergarten, she saw Shen Weizhu's face on the mahogany stairs on the second floor, pale and dull under the light of the big chandelier.

It was a little blurry, but he still remembered those beautiful eyes.

Even if it is cold to him every day, there is no warmth.

Shen Weizhu silently waved at him.

The air is also quiet.

As soon as Gu Jing took small steps, climbed up the stairs step by step, and jumped up two steps, he would look up at Shen Weizhu. Shen Weizhu was like a cedar in winter, motionless and stiff.

Standing there, watching him from top to bottom.

Gu Jingyi was a little scared.He felt that this kind of sight looked over, as if he was wrapped in a layer of spider webs that couldn't be pulled apart.

He just knows that he has been more independent than others since he was a child. When all the children are looking for their parents, he will say to the driver: "Go back."

He only remembered Shen Weizhu saying in his ear every day: "You are an alpha."

He would hear such words at night, on a rainy dark day, or on a silent snowy day.

But obviously he is an omega.

So the first time I heard this sentence, Gu Jingyi replied: "But the doctor brother said that I am an omega."

The empty villa was immediately accompanied by those crisp slaps.

The bright red liquid was accompanied by crystal clear tears, and it was extremely muddy.

Shen Weizhu whispered in his ear again: "You are an alpha."

Gu Jing couldn't see his eyes clearly, but she just remembered that it was cloudy, maybe his eyes were blurred by his tears, and she was glad that she didn't remember.

He walked to the last step and looked up at Shen Weizhu.

"My alpha has grown up, and the sleeves are all too short." Shen Weizhu squatted down, his fingers hung from the railing, and he pulled the sleeves for him. The sleeves were stained with the color of watercolor pens and sticky soda.

Shen Weizhu seemed to have created a brand new self, unfamiliar and false, he said to Gu Jingyi: "You are an alpha."

Affirmative sentence, Gu Jing thought, this is what the teacher taught him. This is called affirmative sentence, which generally expresses facts and things that really happened.

Gu Jing nodded her head, her sticky palms that were even rubbed with black mud were pulled up, and Gu Jing walked up the stairs to Shen Weizhu's room.

"Have you left your homework?" Shen Weizhu smiled at him.

Gu Jing nodded, opened the zipper of his schoolbag, took out an exercise book, and asked cautiously, "Can I do my homework here?"

Shen Weizhu said, "Of course."

Gu Jing just stood like this, opened the exercise book and put it on the bedside table, then counted a few numbers crookedly with her fingers, and wrote them down.

He could feel the sight disappearing, it was not too dark outside, it was the setting sun, the sun about to set.

Gu Jingyi felt that she was right in her calculations this time.

Perhaps Shen Weizhu wanted to take a look at his exercise book, and the name of his exercise book was also written beautifully.

The cold palm covered the back of his neck, Gu Jing shrank his neck, the pencil in his hand slipped, and Gu Lu rolled away.

He whispered, "What's wrong?"

There was no hesitation, nor any vigilance.

The needle was inserted into his undeveloped gland, where the liquid was injected while blood was soaked out. Gu Jing could only tremble and twitch in pain, it hurt so much, he felt like he was going to die.

It's like being exposed to the sun and being submerged in heavy snow.

Alternate hot and cold.

Shen Weizhu pinned his two fluttering arms, stared closely at the red and swollen gland, frowned, felt that the outflow of blood prevented the medicine from entering, so he stopped in the middle of the injection, changed the position and inserted again. .

The needle was very sharp until four or five pinholes appeared on the gland, and the unstoppable blood began to flow frequently to cover the gland, and all the liquid was injected in. Only then did Shen Weizhu take out two pieces of paper with satisfaction, and pressed It pressed Gu Jingyi's glands.

Gu Jing fell into the boundless darkness.

Shen Weizhu glanced at the exercise book that was dried up with blood, and threw it away.

Gu Jing missed three weeks of class.

When he goes back, he can no longer keep up with the progress of kindergarten.

Fortunately, he was not afraid after getting too many injections. He was injected into his glands like drinking water, and then many needle holes would gradually flatten out. Shen Weizhu said, "You are young, so you won't leave scars."

So it's true, there is a guy who says it's smooth every time he kisses his gland.

When Shen Weizhu died, Gu Jingyi felt that his eyes were as cold as those of Shen Weizhu who looked down on him on the stairs that day.

Everything is fine, Gu Jingyi always said to himself.

So when he was at his worst, he had already saved himself, covering all the potholes with time.

The hard needle tip and the tight slap still make Gu Jingyi soft.

Then, he got better, and God let him meet someone who was equally soft.

Maybe he didn't notice it the first time.

But fortunately, the second side, the third side, the fourth side...they will always be together.

Let the softness have a hard shell.

The sound of footsteps gradually became louder, and the shoulder line gradually became clear. She shook her finger at him in the mist, and then the muddy tears flowed cleanly. Song Zhuo said: "Gu Jingyi, from the second you met me, your Life begins anew."

All the meshes were firmly plugged, all the pheromones began to be released, and the wrinkled exercise book became a script full of notes.

He thought that the sun in winter would be warm enough, but Song Zhuo was the flame burning on the tip of his tongue, which softened all the cold bones and made him learn to rely on them.

The past is broken, but still glued together.

It is because I only have you that you brought me the world.

Gu Jing kissed Song Zhuo's forehead: "Thank you."

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Song Zhuo patted Gu Jing on the back, like coaxing a child, the light outside the window turned into a chaotic golden color, they returned home, Gu Jing curled up in a corner of the bed, sleeping and breathing in a gentle and regular way, Song Zhuo put He turned over lightly, and took him into his arms.

He pressed his knuckles, then picked up his phone and went to the living room to make a few calls.

On the other hand, the boundary in the dream was divided into the next day.

This night was extraordinarily peaceful, except for a few phone calls from Gu Chengxing, no one had given him any news. Gu Chengxing's side, Gu Jingyi could completely guess what he was thinking.

Gu Chengxing's mobile phone WeChat is also Gu Chengxing's, maybe everyone else needs to slow down this news, Gu Jing thought.He looked at the quiet information bar, hesitated for a while, and chose to click on the unread one.

In the early hours of the morning, Gu Chengxing said to him: Your grandma doesn't know for the time being, you should settle the matter by yourself, you really look like Shen Weizhu.

It's not a heart-piercing suffering, or he is a person who restrains his emotions, but he just feels the pain, the powerless pain, and regrets, regrets the new movie, regrets that the sharp head has not emerged yet future shooting.

At a quarter past nine, he half-stepped out of bed, and a message from Ella came from his cell phone.

Ella: After asking all the managers I knew overnight, I can be considered to have figured out who Zhao Boyan is, but there is no solid evidence like photos or videos.

He didn't know when Ella left yesterday, but he only remembered saying a word to him before leaving. There was no shock, blame, or interrogation in the words, just saying: "You have a good rest."

He thought...

Gu Jing replied: Thank you, sister Ella.

Ella: You are my artist, so I protect you anyway, thank you so much, don’t look at any social media these days, I used to tell you to show your arrogance and disobedience, can you be obedient this time?

Gu Jingyi: Yes.

Ella: Open the door if you can. Xiaomeng and I will be there soon, and we are going to get on the elevator.

Gu Jing froze on the spot, raised her eyelids to look at the light tube and the ceiling, and was sure, this is Song Zhuo's house.

He didn't wear any slippers, and when he came out of the bedroom, he bumped into Song Zhuo, bowed his waist and rubbed his forehead, and said, "It's over, Ella and the others are coming over, rely on me, there is nothing at home that shouldn't be there, right? Those sets in the living room Did you throw the bag away..."

After finishing speaking, he frowned, then quickly opened his eyes, his eyes bent into two moons, shining like broken lights: "What did you do last night?"

Song Zhuo put two palms on Gu Jingyi's slightly red-stained face, rubbed it, and even shook the few dull hairs on his head, lowered his neck, and kissed the tip of his nose: "Be obedient, go give it to me." Guests open the door."

There was a knock on the door immediately, Gu Jing rubbed her earlobe, and walked quickly towards the door, complaining: "Why did I come so early and I haven't washed yet... I didn't sleep well yesterday, and I have dark circles under my eyes." still..."

"Happy wedding!" Zhou Mingxuan put a fruit basket in front of Gu Jing's eyes. Behind him were Ella and Meng Qingzhan. Chi Xi'ao and Xue Qi stood aside. Behind them were Luo Wei and Ma Yunqing who were chasing after each other. .

All come.

A basket of people squeezed around, all of them sitting on their sofas. Zhou Mingxuan took off the plastic covering, threw all the golden jujubes in the fruit basket into the decanter, and said solemnly: "Get drunk Dates to eat."

Luo Wei twittered and popularized all kinds of knowledge about Little Red Fish. Ma Yunqing thought he was annoying, so he stuffed a big pear to block his mouth. Luo Wei held the unwashed big pear and said, "It's very sweet. .”

No one mentioned what happened yesterday, everyone was just making trouble like before.

As soon as Gu Jing slipped into the kitchen, she was pressed and kissed by Song Zhuo.

There was a sound outside the door, and then Da Yali walked up to Gu Jing's tiptoe. He blushed, and faltered to these people: "I'm here... to help cook a meal? Maybe."

The person outside the door immediately coughed, coughing hard, coughing like a child, and hurriedly said: "It's all gone, it's all gone!"

Gu Jing lowered her head and straightened her clothes, and exhaled.

Wanting to leave, Song Yan pulled his wrist, and then kissed him twice, and said roguely, "I've seen it all, why don't you come here for a while?"

Gu Jing stood up with the kitchen knife beside her and said, "Release, don't let me cut you."

The author says:

Xiao Gu: No one can defeat me!

Song Zhuo: Yes, yes, you are the best! !

Xiao Gu: Fortunately, I have a good personality, otherwise you will meet a tattered me full of pinholes, and you will not like me.

Song Zhuo (frowning, uncomfortable): Even if you are a bastard, I will love you.

Xiao Gu (angry): You are the bastard!Song Zhuo (pulls Xiao Gu over and kisses until he suffocates): OK, I am. ""