Electro-optical Phantom [Entertainment]

The entire city of Shenyang under the night is full of cold wind and rain.

The weather was bad, the plane was late, and Wei Jiabao arrived too late, so he finally got permission to enter the building.

The number of times he came to this place can be counted with one hand, and he went to the 32nd floor. Since the housekeeper was talking on the phone with her, she must have not rested yet, not to be bothered, he got up from the nanny elevator.

He guessed that Wei Village was on the 33rd floor and came up and rang the doorbell vigorously.

Sure enough, the door opened.

Wei Zhuang stood at the hallway, looking at him coldly.

Wei Jiabao stepped in directly, haha ​​smiled and touched his head, "There is no food downstairs. I am starving to death. I haven't eaten it today."

He looked at his shoulder from the side of his head and smiled, "The rain outside is really heavy."

He walked in as he said, "Here..."

"If you are hungry, go to the housekeeper, go down, I want to rest."

"Are you not angry when I come back suddenly?" He deliberately ignored the unwelcome in Wei Zhuang's tone.

Wei Jiabao is tall and tall, half a head taller than Wei Zhuang, but his momentum is weak and coquettish. "Don't be angry. My work this time is very good. I have praised it. I want you to see it." ."

The UCLA (University of California, Los Angeles) Film Department is very famous, and the talents cultivated are the new force of the Hollywood Film School system.

Wei Zhuang sent him to study, which proved that he had high hopes for him. He was very happy and wanted to take the opportunity to get close to her.

He was about to say something, he stared suddenly, and looked behind her.

...

He blinked vigorously, thinking for a moment that there was a problem with his eyes, and then fixed his eyes to see that it was really Xiang Xiaoyuan.

The slightly moist long hair is draped over her shoulders. Although the white long-sleeved pajamas are simple, they make people unable to remove their eyes when worn on her, and she also carries the fragrance of a shower.

Countless information poured into his mind instantly, making him unable to say a complete sentence in horror, "You, you..."

He turned to Wei Zhuang incredulously, "seriously..."

Xiang Xiaoyuan was also shocked, she took a step back, and subconsciously looked at Wei Village.

Wei Zhuang's eyes were looking directly at Wei Jiabao. From her own point of view, her face was not very good.

When Xiaoyuan tried to say something, he heard Wei Zhuang's voice first, as if he were calm and calm, "Xiaoyuan."

But as if floating over, whispering and comforting in her ear, she looked at herself and said, "You go in first."

She nodded almost at the same time and turned around immediately.

Obviously it was such a stressful occasion, but at this moment, her mind was occupied by reactions such as "she called my name", "the first time I called my name", "it turns out that my name came out of her mouth" and so on. full.

"Wait!" Wei Jiabao's angry shout surprised her again, "You can make it clear before leaving!"

"No need to explain to you." She heard Wei Zhuang's cold voice.

Xiaoyuan didn't want to be involved in the affairs of their siblings. Besides, when Wei Zhuang let her in, she wanted to go faster and quickly evacuate the scene.

"Why do you want her to leave," Wei Jiabao said with a laugh behind her, "Are you afraid she knows what our relationship is?"

"Hey, Xiang Xiaoyuan, I thought you were really spine, who knows, haha," he laughed, "you climbed onto my mother's bed!"

As soon as he said this, it seemed as if a bomb was dropped.

Xiaoyuan stopped and turned back slowly.

Wei Jiabao raised his chin and looked at her. The rain was violent outside, with a look of resentment on his face, but a faint smile at the corner of his mouth.

He is so happy that he will not make others feel better.

He didn't think it was enough, "Look at you like this, don't you know? She is my mother!"

"Tsk tusk, you really have a good way..."

"Wei Jiabao."

Xiaoyuan watched Wei Zhuang walk over and stood in front of her, as if blocking Wei Jiabao's sight, her voice was still cold, there was no ups and downs, "Okay, go out."

The light fell on her shoulder, printing a thin and soft outline.

For an instant, as if something stabbed in her throat, she twisted her eyebrows patiently, turned and ran towards the house.

Wei Jiabao didn't stop, the follow-up words still lingered in the air, floating to her ears unscrupulously.

"So let me go to California to prevent me from doing anything to her, right?"

"What I said, how could Sun Xin's information suddenly burst out, so that's it..."

"When did you fancy her? You can tell me, of course I let my mother!"

"Isn't it just a woman..."

"Enough!" Wei Zhuang said, his eyes were filled with piercing chills, "I'll send you out and leave immediately."

"Why! Wei Zhuang! Your biological son is me! You send your biological son to a place where birds don't **** in order to vent your anger to your woman! You can do such a damned thing..."

Xiaoyuan heard every word clearly.

Following these quarrels, her heart became more and more tense, and she shook her head vigorously when she heard "Birds don't shit".

The news that Wei Jiabao went to UCLA was told by Zou Yirui when she was filming "Drunk" that the school’s majors in drama, film and television were very famous. How could it be a remote place in Westwood, Los Angeles, California? Moreover, it is said that Wei Jiabao has lived abroad most of his time since he was a child. He also studied abroad. He is more adapted to the external environment than at home.

Wei Jiabao's emotions were quite agitated, and he didn't hesitate to say anything, and he looked much stronger than Wei Zhuang, even though she was confused now, he couldn't help but get distracted and worried about Wei Zhuang.

But my own identity is a bit embarrassing and I can’t say clearly, their siblings...their mother and child matters she doesn’t have a good relationship with, and Wei Zhuang seems to mean this...

Suddenly, there was a loud bang outside, followed by the cracking sound of breaking glass, which robbed her of her mind.

Xiaoyuan jumped up and rushed out hurriedly.

Wei Jiabao smashed the chair against the glass door and kicked over the coffee table. His eyes were red, and he tried every means to vent his unwillingness. "I thought you valued me and wanted to train me. In the end, you did it for your little one. My lover vents! Mr. Wei, you really are very good, and very unfeeling!"

"Now I still want to drive me away! Ha! By the way! I am not allowed to return home! It turned out to be exiled! Admire and admire me! That is the case! Why did you give birth to me in the first place! What did I do wrong! You have to do this to me!"

He picked up another chair and was about to smash it. From Xiaoyuan's perspective, the place where Weizhuang was standing would definitely be affected. She yelled anxiously, "Stop!"

There was a mess of broken glass on the floor, Xiaoyuan's brows and heartbeats, heartbeat, some similar memories that had been buried for many years began to loosen, she secretly squeezed the palm of her hand and tried to fight the memory that came over.

"You have something to say..."

"What's up to you?" Wei Jiabao said angrily, waving his hands, and a floor-to-ceiling vase next to him rolled down. He kicked the vase and the vase smashed into the wall.

Xiaoyuan shuddered and took a step back.

Wei Jiabao looked at her with disgust and jealousy, "What qualifications do you have..."

He grabbed an ornament and raised it, Xiaoyuan's face turned pale, thinking he was going to throw it over. In the next second, his arm was pinched and held by Wei Zhuang, and after throwing it back, his tall body staggered involuntarily.

"Enough trouble?"

In Xiaoyuan's memory, I have never seen Wei Zhuang's words mixed with such strong emotions, extremely cold, like a cold wave passing by, there is no grass, and life is timid.

Xiao Yuan's heart trembled, staring at Wei Zhuang blankly, unable to speak for a while.

Wei Jiabao stared at her in astonishment. He clearly stood firm, but he collapsed in an instant. He was about 1.8 meters tall and squatted down, howling and crying. It seemed that he had accumulated for too long, and I saw Xiaoyuan tonight. It was the last straw that overwhelmed him.

Xiaoyuan stopped, she couldn't bear it, she went to see Weizhuang, her heart trembled suddenly when she saw her, and the tip of her heart seemed to be scorched by flames.

Wei Zhuang didn't say anything, just stood on the spot, the warm light in the room was shining on her eyebrows, but she couldn't keep warm.

"You can keep me from knowing that you are the one who gave birth to me! I was very happy, very happy, everyone loves me, except you, but it doesn't matter, you are just my ‘elder sister’...

"But suddenly one day, the deceased'Dad' was not my father, but my grandfather, and my'brother' was not my brother, my sister was..."

"Let you know, this is not in my plan." Wei Zhuang said quietly.

This tone irritated Wei Jiabao even more. He said bitterly: "Of course, you wanted to treat me as if I didn't exist!"

...

This is not a topic that she can intervene. She has heard enough, and Xiaoyuan can’t figure out how she feels now. She doesn’t go, nor does she go. All of this is beyond the scope of her cognition and processing. .

"I always thought that in this world there is nothing to care about except for work. I came to the company to study after graduation. If you are interested in film and television, I would come to make movies, but you never cared about..."

Wei Jiabao wiped his tears as he spoke, very embarrassed.

The unbearableness in Xiaoyuan's heart grew bigger and bigger. She had seen him sleek, cunning, scheming, and aggressive, but she had never seen him so disregarding his image.

Before today, like most outsiders who didn't know anything about it, she had always thought that Wei Jiabao was the illegitimate son of the old man of the Wei family, and the arrogant younger brother of Wei Zhuang.

but……

It turns out that his story is like this.

Xiaoyuan slowly focused his gaze on Wei Zhuang.

She held her body temperature, her fragrance, what she said to herself, everything about her still haunted her.

But at this moment, she felt that everything about Wei Zhuang had become distant and thin.

"Your surname is Wei, and Luan Hua will also be yours. You don't need to do anything for me."

Wei Jiabao's cry suddenly stopped.

Xiaoyuan let out a sigh of relief and turned away. She didn't notice. After Wei Zhuang had said this, his eyes peeked at her, but in a moment, her gaze was closed.

"I can only give you these, I don't have the others."

Wei Jiabao wiped his face, stood up, shrugged his shoulders, he laughed, shaking his head as if mocking himself, "..."

His eyes were dark with tears, but the corners of his mouth were smiling, "Thanks to Mr. Wei for giving me this lesson, I have benefited a lot!"

He turned and walked two steps, then backed up, turned his head, this time looking at the small garden, "goodluck." The expression was not like a blessing, but like a curse.

He slammed the door and walked away under the thunder of the window.

The embarrassment does not go by over time, but over time it is not only embarrassment, but also strangeness and isolation.

Maybe tonight was a pretty good night, but the sudden accident and reality made Xiaoyuan no interest.

The lights spread among them like water, reflecting the mess and mess of a room. Everything that happened just now was like a sharp blade, and wickedly drawn a line between them.

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