Year of the year

After Ouyang Chen left, An Shuhao was left alone in the corridor.

There is no rule in the world that people should die with the one they love the most.It's not that it's better to forget each other than being in the rivers and lakes, it's just because there is no such blessing.

An Shuhao habitually fumbled for a pack of cigarettes.With the help of the heavy tobacco smell, filter out the little pain left.It turns out that shells can live too.

On the set, there were stereotyped scenes of people coming and going, but among the hurried crowd, Han Ze saw Jin Feng and Shi Hanwen standing together at a glance.

The fearful guessing made all the strength disappear, and the footsteps stagnated silently. For a long time, when some consciousness was reached, the person had been hollowed out without knowing it.

"When Jin Feng and Han Wen went to the library together, you bought yourself a green hat and dangled it in front of Jin Feng's eyes for three months. Now that hat comes in handy again." Jiangsu Yao sighed sincerely.

"yes."

"Are you crying or laughing? Don't be scary. Jin Feng just chatted with Han Wen. Are you positioning yourself as Qin Xianglian?"

"I have no position to be Qin Xianglian."

Jiangsu Yao felt that the current Han Ze made him depressed sooner or later: "Yes, you were always in chaos and abandoned. During the time when Jin Feng was half dead, Han Wen kept digging his heart out for him."

"yes."

"Everyone has to admit defeat, and one thing falls for another. However, both of them are trapped by love. I think it is not as wise as you, and you swung your sword to cut off the thread of love early. However, you escaped from the sea of ​​bitterness and passed through thousands of flowers all over your body. Not a single leaf touched your body." The refreshing breath, can you be kind for a while and match them up."

When these words were blurted out, Jiangsu Yao was faintly afraid.When Han Ze became ruthless, he would really do such a bastard thing to match them up.As a result, Jin Feng could only die again completely.

In all fairness, Jiangsu Yao prefers Han Ze.But these years, he understands that Han Ze is really a jerk.

Jiangsu Yao sighed, and his frowning eyebrows were slowly flattened: "Let's go, say hello to Han Wen."

In five years, Shi Hanwen lost those poetic beauty, and now he looks dignified and beautiful.When she saw Han Ze, many emotions flashed in her eyes for a moment, and finally turned into indifference that was neither serious nor serious.

When Jin Feng saw Han Ze, his expression became gloomy.

"Han Wen, Han Ze is back." Jiangsu Yao pretended to be nonchalant and laughed.

"Jin Feng, I'm going back, I'll contact you another day." Shi Hanwen turned to leave.

"Hanwen, don't you know your Brother Han?"

"Is it important? Jin Feng is irrelevant to him. If we know each other, why bother. I don't want to imitate someone and spend my whole life humiliating myself."

"Han Wen, don't be so cold to Han Ze."

"Brother Jiang, Han Ze is spoiled by you. You can't be too reckless in your life. He almost ruined others quietly. My coldness is not as good as his peak."

"Hanwen, let's go back first." Jin Feng said shallowly.

Shi Hanwen frowned slightly, "Okay."

In fact, what Shi Hanwen said was absolutely true, she saw Han Ze thoroughly, but the person who should see clearly was willing to be confused.

The sky is finally getting cooler, the gray long street is empty, and the ground is full of fallen leaves, which makes people feel lonely and lonely.

When meeting Shi Hanwen by chance, Han Ze wished he could avoid it.Today's Shi Hanwen has more sharp edges and corners, and it is inevitable that he will be scarred when touched.

"Stay by Jin Feng's side, what do you want to do?" Shi Hanwen's face was as cold as ice.

Han Ze stared at her blankly: "I want to leave, I don't want to stay at all."

Shi Hanwen sneered: "I want to slap you. Five years ago, before you left him, I should have killed you. I would rather Jin Feng killed me, at least he wouldn't have to live so badly afterwards."

Han Ze's hand clenched into a fist kept shaking: "You can kill me now."

Shi Hanwen's eyebrows and eyes were even colder: "You are not worthy. In fact, I hate you because you forced Jin Feng to cry in front of me, and you killed his pride and dignity with your own hands."

Han Ze choked up for a moment, his eyes were as red as blood.

"You know, he has to rely on sleeping pills to fall asleep now. But I don't think you are cruel enough, at least you didn't make him go to a mental hospital."

Han Ze finally said nothing, he didn't dare to speak, he was afraid that tears would fall out if he made a sound.

"After hearing these words, you will feel heartbroken, or you will just be indifferent. Jin Feng has hardly been happy in the years since you left. I can't see him smiling. I just feel heartbroken."

"You can't make him laugh."

"It's a pity that I don't have the ability. The person who gave him a smile easily, but hardened his heart and disappeared without a word."

Shi Hanwen's voice was always a little sad: "Even if I love Jin Feng, I have no right to blame you. But I have a piece of advice. If you love him, don't let him humiliate yourself for you. If you can't love him, please let him Give up. Give him a way out, and accumulate some virtue for yourself."

When Shi Hanwen left, he was still cold and merciless.Han Zechu was in a daze on the empty street.Han Wen talked about Jin Feng's past, too much, it was regretful, it was heart-wrenching, and it was hard for Han Zeshi to digest.

Whether Jin Feng from five years ago can return it to him, don't lose a penny, and return it to him completely, is simply a dream.

In the editorial department of SM company, Ouyang Chen was browsing the news webpage without much interest.When An Shuhao came in, he looked around blankly, and when he "circled" to Ouyang Chen, he immediately raised his eyebrows and revived with blood.

"Is anyone there?" An Shuhao asked knowingly.

Hearing this, Ouyang Chen almost cursed.After taking a sip of tea, I felt that the tea was coming down the spine.

"With such a large editorial department, there isn't even a ghost image?"

He also scolded the superior first.

Ouyang Chen patted the table impatiently, An Shuhao immediately shrank his neck in fright.

Ouyang Chen was annoyed when he saw his virtue: "You are the only one who dares to challenge. If you have something to talk about, get out if you have nothing to do."

An Shuhao burst out laughing, rolled his big eyeballs, and asked softly, "Is Su Yao here?"

Ouyang Chen almost threw up: "You fucking shut up, it hurts to hear your voice, don't make any more noise, write any last words on paper."

An Shuhao was very obedient this time, with Yushu Linfeng's figure bent down, quite capable of bending and stretching, he picked up a pen and wrote: "Want to hear my last words?" Then he stared at Ouyang Chen very deeply and calmly.

Ouyang Chen was also very calm: "I want to pay my respects to your remains."

An Shuhao gave Ouyang Chen a white look, and wrote: "Is it okay to speak human words?"

"No. At this level, if you think I'm lowering your speaking level, just stop talking, you and I have clean ears."

An Shuhao wrote: "If you always talk like this, my heart will hurt."

Ouyang Chen finally took the case: "Fuck, I'm really convinced. Look for Jiangsu Yao, he is not there, and nine out of ten he will go to the director again to ruin your role. Now you go to the director to argue and argue He won't die in ashes, otherwise, he is full of confidence, and he will probably be able to convince the director, you just wait to be called every day and every day."

An Shuhao nodded calmly, and wrote: "Jiangsu Yao's grandson is nothing... His IQ is the same as yours." Then he ran away.

Ouyang Chen squinted at the piece of paper for more than a minute, and finally dialed a phone number with a cold face: "Do you want the news about An Shuhao's pre-marital affair? I won't accept any money, and you write about his wife like that." Just vomit blood."

An Shuhao is not Zhuge Kongming, and he doesn't know how to do magic tricks, so he naturally doesn't know that Ouyang Chen set fire to the back garden of his house immorally.

He didn't stop Jiangsu Yao because of an unexpected situation.

Jin Feng's leg injury recurred, and on the stretcher, Jin Feng's face was as pale as paper, his brows were furrowed tightly, and his lips trembled faintly.He must die in pain, but he is Jin Feng, showing others with cold and forbearance, it is destined to be a bad habit that he can't get rid of, and it has long been engraved in the fleeting years.

In the ambulance, Jin Feng was in a cold sweat from the pain.

An Shuhao spoke earnestly: "Seldom use bitter tricks in the future. It's too harmful. Assistant Han obviously doesn't like this."

Jin Feng clenched his teeth, and his voice wanted to be squeezed out of his teeth: "I don't want to spoil myself for him."

"Then what are you planning?" An Shuhao smiled wryly: "I have a grudge against the SM company, and if I want to turn their popular superstar into a disabled person, it must be a bloody enmity, otherwise this trick is too irrational and suitable for the heartless."

"I also want to know what the picture is. Maybe I hate this me." At this moment, Jin Feng's eyes flashed with deep hatred.

"The self-inflicted abuse is to make things difficult for yourself? Do you need me to enlighten you?"

"I'm dying, you don't have to worry about it."

"I have a panacea, which can probably bring you back from death." An Shuhao curled his lips with a confident expression on his face: "One night, I passed by your lounge and saw Han Ze crying holding your poster , like a dead husband."

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