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In the early morning of this day, everyone's mobile phone received a news push:

#Yan Xiwen Violence Disabled#

In just half an hour, the entry quickly overwhelmed all the big and small news and climbed to the headline position. Once it was released, it quickly detonated the Internet, and the popularity continued to rise, and the sign of "explosive" was already hung on the back.

With more than 3 million readings and millions of discussions, the Internet is full of mourning, and everyone insists on their own opinions.

"International supermodel Yan Xiwen was revealed to have broken into the home of the victim Liao on the afternoon of the 12th, and hit his head with a porcelain bottle, causing the victim's skull to rupture, intracranial hemorrhage and other symptoms. After the relevant department's injury inspection, it was confirmed that he was a seventh-grade disability. At present, the victim has been sent to the hospital for surgical treatment, and the police are still investigating the specific cause of the violence."

[This is letting go]: "Damn, the little bastard is not so ruthless in his actions. This is just beating people to death. What kind of hatred is it?"

[Zhoushan Wu Yanzu]: "It's over, it's over, this time it's really over, it's the [-]th anniversary to catch the model, it's so dead that it's just a shot at the muzzle, it's either poisonous or stupid."

[Xuan who loves Wenwen]: "It must be that person who provoked Wenwen first, otherwise Wenwen wouldn't be able to do TMT first"

[Don't come here]: "Don't be an idiot fan, do you believe the persona packaged by the company? The ghost knows what kind of virtue he is, maybe he has violent tendencies."

[Iced milk tea]: "Didn't you say the specific reason is still under investigation, why are black fans dancing again?"

[Grumpy Old Brother]: "I'll fuck him... Forget about being irritable, just wait for the stone hammer."

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Crisp footsteps sounded in the corridor, and several police officers from the city police station were hurrying past with their portfolios in their hands.

A dazzling red light was lit outside the interrogation room.

Under the cold light, a pale face was reflected.

The two police officers on the opposite side were smoking cigarettes, staring at the man in front of them motionlessly.

This was a man they could only see on the TV news before, but today, he was sitting in this narrow interrogation room in a bit of embarrassment.

"Mr. Yan, if you keep silent like this, we can't help you." One of the older policemen said slowly.

Yan Xiwen tilted his head slightly, his eyes were looking at a certain place without focus, no one knew what he was looking at and thinking.

Five hours have passed since he was summoned to the police station, and he has kept that posture and sat on the iron bench for two hours. Word.

Another policeman, who was a little younger, obviously lost his patience. He slapped the table and stood up abruptly:

"Don't pretend that you are a star just because you are a star, let me tell you, the emperor broke the law and committed the same crime as the common people, let alone you!"

The old policeman held him down, motioned him to calm down, and then turned to Yan Xiwen with a smirk:

"Mr. Yan, we found your fingerprints on the fragments of the porcelain bottle in the victim's home. To be honest, we didn't wrong you. No matter what the reason is, it is wrong to hurt someone, let alone a seventh-level disability. He If I really sue you, I will sue you one by one."

"However, the result of the treatment will be determined according to the specific circumstances. Therefore, you don't want to make such an unpleasant scene. Tell us so that we can help you."

At this time, Yan Xiwen suddenly laughed.

With that kind of ironic smile, he didn't believe that the police induced a confession to help him.

Some things can be resolved, but more, or no solution.

"There is no reason, I just want to fight." Yan Xiwen said coldly.

The old policeman frowned: "But according to our investigation, you had no communication with the victim before. You just saw such a person on the street and thought he deserved a beating, so you ran to his house and beat him to a fractured skull? You Think, do I believe it?"

"Whether you want to believe it or not, this is the truth of the matter."

"You are an artist, and nothing is more important to you than your reputation. Even an ordinary person can't beat someone up for no reason. To be honest, I don't think you are the kind of person who has no brains. Or, Who are you protecting..."

The old policeman stared at Yan Xiwen with that kind of scrutiny, trying to see the truth of the matter through his eyes.

But Yan Xiwen was stubborn and refused to let go. He also firmly believed that Liao Xuanyu did not dare to tell the cause and effect of the matter. After all, he is a family man now. If his wife finds out that he has been gay, he is afraid that the sky will be turned upside down.

"Whoever I protect is worth it, and don't make jokes too much." Yan Xiwen's smile was tinged with chill.

The old policeman stared at Yan Xiwen with his cloudy eyes. After a while, he let out a breath and smiled:

"Don't treat the police as fools, as I said, as long as we want to investigate, there is nothing we can't find out, but if this is the case, the nature of the case will change, and you don't want to do this, ruin your life for an unworthy person Great future."

With that said, the old policeman leaned over slightly, leaned in front of Yan Xiwen, and said softly:

"I know, you are the cash cow of Gun Flower. Once you have an accident, the whole company will be busy helping you clean up the mess. As long as Mr. Yang says a word, you will be fine. Continue to close the door and live your good life, so the people who are hurt by you And man, do you think that's fair to him?"

"I will apologize." Yan Xiwen suddenly interrupted him impatiently.

"what?"

"I said I would apologize and accept all punishment principles. Whether it is private or the other party wants to continue to appeal, I will not make excuses for my fault."

Saying that, Yan Xiwen raised his eyes.

He originally had a pair of very beautiful eyes, the corners of which were slightly raised, like flower petals covered with morning dew, but when viewed from this angle, he was full of sternness and arrogance.

"But as for the reason for doing it, you don't need to waste your tongue."

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The snowflakes whirled, slowly fell into the thick snow, and instantly merged into one.

The street lights at night dyed the snow a warm yellow, and it was quiet everywhere, especially in the hospital, where there was no sound at all.

Xin Yu, whose mobile phone was taken away, could only flip through the old magazines in the hospital. He was leaning against the head of the bed, looking sickly, reading the content of the section over and over again in a very boring way, which was almost on the verge of being memorized.

Yan Xi text said that he would come today, but he didn't see anyone until after eleven o'clock.

Maybe there was something delaying it.

Xin Yu glanced at the door for the last time, then sighed softly, pulled off the quilt, and planned to go to bed first.

The ward was eerily quiet, with occasional old tables and chairs making an unpleasant "clicking" sound, which was particularly ear-piercing in the silent night.

Xin Yu pulled up the quilt, only showing a pair of eyes, just staring at the chandelier on the ceiling in a daze.

Suddenly, the door rang.

Xin Yu was overjoyed, and quickly sat up and looked around.

Looking back against the light, I couldn't see the person's face clearly, but I could vaguely tell from the outline that it was a tall... woman?

The hospital has always been a treacherous place full of all kinds of supernatural rumors. To be honest, it is a lie that such a woman suddenly appeared at this time.

Xin Yu swallowed nervously, and whispered to the motionless figure at the door, "Who is it?"

The woman had long hair and a strong frame, she looked like a female ghost in ghost stories.

"Who is it..." Seeing that the man was silent, Xin Yu asked boldly again.

At this time, the figure suddenly swayed, and then slowly walked towards him——

"Who, who, who, who are you!" Xin Yu was completely panicked.

No matter how strange this person looked, he didn't answer her questions, and his actions were a little weird.

Xin Yu was so frightened that he backed away again and again, squeezed himself into a corner, held his breath and stared at the man motionlessly.

With a "click", the bedside lamp came on.

Xin Yu was stunned for a moment, and then asked tentatively: "Yes, Yan Xiwen..."

The reason why this kind of doubt arises is that no matter how you look at it, the visitor has the same face as Yan Xiwen, but she is dressed in standard female attire, especially the long hair. No matter how you look at it, she looks like a woman.

Then, the man raised his hand and took off his... hair.

Xin Yu wiped his eyes to make sure that he read correctly.

"What's the name of the ghost?" The man muttered dissatisfiedly.

"You, why are you dressed like this?" Xin Yu looked at him in disbelief.

Long wig, leather jacket and dress, plus a pair of Martin boots, standard city girl dress.

What kind of wind is Yan Xiwen having today?

"When you go out at night, just pretend to be good." Yan Xiwen scratched his hair, as if wearing a wig for a long time made his head uncomfortable.

"I didn't see you worrying about this problem in broad daylight before, why this time..."

"Is it better?" Yan Xiwen interrupted him as if he didn't want to talk about the news.

"It's completely fine, it's just an allergy, you're making too much fuss."

Yan Xiwen looked Xin Yu up and down, then pinched his chin:

"In the future, you will reject things you don't like and things you don't want to do. You will always be half-pushed and half-hearted. People think you are easy to talk to. After a long time, your opinion is not important to others at all. So, learn to say 'no' ',understand?"

Xin Yu looked at his seductive eyes and nodded in despair.

"Also, stay in the hospital for a few more days, and return to work after fully recovering. Anyway, the next press conference is still early, so there is no rush."

"Do not."

"Ok?"

"It was you who taught me to say no." Xin Yu said with a smile.

Yan Xiwen looked at him for a long while, then raised the corners of his mouth.

He rubbed Xin Yu's hair: "Understood, but I paid a week's hospitalization fee, don't waste money."

Xin Yu nodded and smirked at him.

"Then I have nothing else to do, so I'll go back first, and I have something to deal with tomorrow."

After all, Yan Xiwen picked up the wig from the bed and put it on: "You have a good rest."

Seeing his weird outfit, Xin Yu wanted to laugh a little, but immediately straightened his expression, and asked almost cautiously:

"Will you come see me again tomorrow?"

"I told you, don't push yourself too hard."

"sorry."

Yan Xiwen let out a long breath, and turned to look at him: "Understood, I will come."

When Yan Xiwen left, the snow was still falling, and Xin Yu was standing at the window, looking down, looking at the broken snow falling on his long wig, and the walking posture with excellent temperament due to long-term practice, Xin Yu even had a moment of ecstasy. A feeling of unreality.

It seems that everything is illusory and fleeting.

However, the day after the promise to come again, Yan Xiwen did not show up.

At first, Xin Yu thought that Yan Xiwen must be very busy, and it might not be delayed if something happened.

It was only the third day, the fourth day, until Xin Yu was discharged from the hospital, but Yan Xiwen never appeared again, as if the world had evaporated.

The first thing Xin Yu did after he was discharged from the hospital was to go to the company to look for the missing person for no reason. He happened to meet Fu Yusi, and the first sentence of the reunion after a long absence was not a greeting, but an impatient one:

"Have you seen Yan Xiwen recently?"