you are a star

Yu Shaoting had a gentle smile on his gentle face: "Wenzhou, do you want me to give you a ride?"

"Cousin, you're being polite." Yu Wenzhou said expressionlessly.

Assistant Zou drove the car in quickly, Yu Wenzhou didn't even say hello, and got into the car with Qiao Nan in his arms.

Yu Shaoting glanced at the taillights of the car that was driving away through the rearview mirror, a warm smile froze at the corner of his mouth, the protagonist cracked and became invisible.

"Wenzhou, you are still too soft-hearted."

In the car.

Yu Wenzhou didn't know whether he wanted to change the subject so that Qiao Nan would not remember what happened just now, or because of the things Assistant Zou found out that made him panic and really wanted to find someone to talk to.

"My uncle died when he was very young, that is, about 30 years ago. He seemed to be overseas. He did something illegal and was wanted by the Interpol. He finally died at sea. Later, his mother passed away. It was my father. It brought him up, our relationship was really good before."

But only before.

Qiao Nan was drowsy, but it could be seen that Yu Wenzhou was in a bad mood just now.

"Did he send the man in black who besieged you downstairs in my house last time?"

Yu Wenzhou glanced at her and knew she was talking about Yu Shaoting.

"It's not him." Yu Wenzhou didn't explain much.

At first he also thought it was Yu Shaoting's person, but later he found out it wasn't.

After he went back, he also thought about it carefully. Although the men in black wanted to attack him that day, they didn't attack his vitals. It wasn't until he knew who sent him that he suddenly realized.

He glanced sideways at Qiao Nan who was already asleep, breathing heavily.

He gently pulled her over and leaned on his shoulder.

Arriving at Qiao Nan's house in Donglin District, Yu Wenzhou just opened the door and entered, the little Pomeranian rushed out, looked up at the two of them with its chubby head, moved to Yu Wenzhou's feet, and stood beside him. Rubbed his trousers.

It turned out that it still remembered itself.

This feeling was very subtle, Yu Wenzhou's heart felt hot, and when he looked at the sleeping woman in his arms, he curled his lips in self-deprecating manner.

Putting her on the bed, Yu Wenzhou didn't look at her body, and directly pulled the quilt over her body.

But when he turned around, he accidentally knocked down the bedside table with a bang.

He subconsciously went to look at Qiao Nan, but she just frowned, muttered something in her mouth, turned over and didn't make another sound.

Yu Wenzhou smiled helplessly.

After holding the bedside table in place, the drawer slid halfway out, and the contents fell out.

Nothing, except a few invoices and trinkets, and a photo.

The photo is not big, about one to two inches, just a small one in the palm of your hand.

In the photo, the girl looks to be in her teens, with a smile like a flower, as beautiful as a blooming rose flower, while the man she is leaning against is in his early 20s, with outstanding facial features and handsome eyes, just like Liang Feicheng from several years ago.

However, at that time, Liang Feicheng seemed to have a faint smile on his brows and eyes, and the slightly raised corners of his lips were because of the girl beside him.

……

Yu Wenzhou smoked two cigarettes outside the door before turning around and leaving.

The moment he stepped into the elevator, he glanced back at the closed door.

Qiao Qiao, even though I know that you can't fall in love with me, I still want to leave a strong mark in your life.

Because, I am not reconciled.

When Yu Wenzhou went downstairs, he saw another car parked beside his car.

The domineering license plate is very eye-catching.

But what is more striking than this intuitive thing is the aura of the man leaning on the car that is so powerful that it cannot be ignored.

Liang Feicheng.

Liang Feicheng lowered his head and lit a cigarette, biting the cigarette holder, caught a glimpse of Yu Wenzhou from the corner of his eye, and threw the cigarette case over.

Yu Wenzhou reached out to take it, his movements were smooth and natural.

People who don't know think they are friends who have known each other for many years.

But no one in this world knows themselves and the enemy better than them. They are old enemies, and they are also the opponents who know each other best on the battlefield.

Maybe men are like this, no matter how hard they fight, they have a good understanding on smoking.

Yu Wenzhou knocked out a cigarette from it, and when he threw the cigarette case back, Liang Feicheng also threw a lighter at him.

Yu Wenzhou leaned against the door of his own car, puffing out the clouds. Inside the two cars, Fan Qixiaojiu and Assistant Zou glanced at each other.

Everyone felt that the atmosphere was so weird and frightening.

Liang Feicheng and Yu Wenzhou stood smoking together...

There is nothing more stressful than a picture like this.

The three of them seemed to see each other's tacit thoughts in each other's eyes.

As long as the two people outside made a move, they rushed out immediately.

But until the two of them smoked more than half of their cigarettes, they didn't see them make a move, and they didn't even say a word.

Yu Wenzhou narrowed his eyes and looked at the dimly lit windows on the twelfth floor.

He knew that Qiao Nan had slight night blindness, and when he left, he specially turned on a wall lamp for her, lest she get drunk and fall when she got up at night.

"Liang Feicheng, let go, don't you see that she hates you so much?" Yu Wenzhou spoke first.

Leaning against the car door, Liang Feicheng glanced at the window on the twelfth floor. There were many emotions mixed together in that glance, like a spreading shadow.

"Unless I die."

Yu Wenzhou dusted off the cigarette ash. Hearing this, he paused and half-closed his eyes to look at Liang Feicheng, "The combination lock of her door must not be difficult for you, but do you know what the combination is?"

……

Qiao Nan had a dream. She dreamed that in the autumn when she was 17 years old, Mr. Liang suddenly wanted to take a photo before he was about to go to England to recuperate, so he invited the photographer from the photo studio.

On the rare weekend when Liang Feicheng was at home, she took an excuse to bring tea and snacks to the study room, looked at the man's side face while flipping through the books, lying on the low table,

"Third brother, there is a photographer at home. I heard that he is very good at taking portraits. I really want to try it."

At that time, Liang Feicheng had stopped correcting her address for him, and only slightly twitched the corner of his mouth when he heard the words, "Then you go and try."

"It's so boring to shoot alone, you stay with me." She tugged at the hem of his clothes, her clever eyes hidden the unspeakable girlish thoughts.

In the dream, Liang Feicheng's side face was clearly outlined by light and shadow, and he seemed to be smiling: "I don't like taking pictures."

He really doesn't like to take pictures. All the pictures of him that Qiao Nan can find are the ones that he was forced to do business when he was young. His cool little face is in the photo album, and he is still so handsome that everyone is angry.

The scene in the dream was also very vague, and she couldn't quite remember how Liang Feicheng agreed to her.

She only remembered his fingers stroking her long hair, and said helplessly, "You know how to act like a baby."

But this trick was tried and tested, every time she acted like a baby, he would compromise.

At that time, she was sitting beside him, like a little sparrow in her heart, jumping happily, and she was afraid of being heard by the man beside her, so she quietly moved her body away.

It's just that when the photographer was counting down, the man suddenly embraced her slender waist, and pressed her body tightly against him.

At that moment, it was as if fireworks were blooming in her mind, and she raised her eyes to look at him joyfully, the corners of her mouth curled up uncontrollably.

With the click of the shutter, Qiao Nan woke up suddenly.

Before her brain was fully awake, her body woke up first, and she suddenly turned sideways and opened the drawer, trying to find something.

But she searched over and over again, inside and out, but couldn't find the little photo she was looking for.

The photo she took out from Liang Feicheng's pocket watch.

No, the photo she put in the drawer disappeared.