After Dawn (Bing Kuai'er)

Early in the morning, Deng Liang entered the residential area humming a cheerful tune, walked along the stone path surrounded by vegetation, breathed the fresh air, and recalled the love song duet with the goddess last night, feeling so beautiful in his heart He laughed twice.

Before coming to the familiar detached house, he took a look around to see if there were any paparazzi around him as usual.Although the security work in the high-end community is good, it can also be taken just in case.

After confirming that it was correct, he raised his hand and rang the doorbell.Knowing that the sound insulation effect of the door is excellent, the people inside may not be able to hear it, so I couldn't help shouting happily:

"Brother Luo! Come to open the door! I brought you delicious food!"

After waiting for 5 minutes and still no answer, he rang the doorbell again and waited for another three or four minutes before the door opened with a "click".

"I want to rest today, you go back."

"Then I'll put things away and—"

Deng Liang suddenly felt that the voice seemed a little too hoarse, and when he fixed his eyes on the appearance of the person in front of him, a little heart almost flew out of his mouth in fright, and hurriedly squeezed into the room through the crack of the door.

"Brother Luo, what's the matter with you?? Why are your eyes so swollen?? Your complexion is so bad, the dark circles under your eyes are so deep——"

Suddenly, he seemed to have seen some extremely frightened scene, and the fingers pointing at Li Luo trembled slightly, and he couldn't speak clearly:

"Luo, Brother Luo...your hair...how did you cut your hair??!!"

In the next second, Deng Liang came up with a terrible guess: "Did you... take drugs... That's why you don't let me in, you're still so haggard... and you're behaving strangely..."

The more he talked, the more he felt that this must be the case, and he couldn't help feeling sad, crying heartbreakingly: "Brother Luo!! I knew you would commit crimes sooner or later! Don't think that taking drugs is cool! Think about how sad your fans will be when they find out!! Who will your assistant be with in the future!!"

Li Luo covered his ears: "If you keep yelling, I'll kill you. You'll be cut into pieces."

Deng Liang immediately silenced, Xindao drugs really make people irritable.

"Damn poison, it's just that I didn't sleep well, my hair is mine, I can cut it if I want, is there a problem?"

Deng Liang shook his head like a rattle and stared at him.

After seeing each other overnight, Li Luo seemed to be a different person. The long hair that was still soft and docile last night was frizzy and curled up. It was cut in a mess. The trimmer was obviously unfamiliar and impatient, and several locks were not even in the same length. , the shortest hair only reaches the ears, and the longest hair hangs around the neck. Although the hair is still long overall, compared to the original, it is indeed much shorter.

Li Luo has always cherished this long hair and never dyed it. The stylist would lose his temper if he shortened it by a centimeter, but this time he cut it indiscriminately and said that nothing happened.

But since it wasn't drug use, and Li Luo didn't take the initiative to mention it, Deng Liang didn't dare to talk too much about it.After all, he couldn't be more aware of his master's temper. How could a weak and helpless little assistant like him bear it?Do you want to die?

"What food did you bring?" Li Luo asked while looking at the bag in his hand.

Deng Liang picked up the bag: "Mousse cake. Liu Yuyan said you wanted to eat it last time, but she didn't make it for you. She made it for you yesterday, but you slipped away as soon as you arrived at the box. She didn't even have time to take it out, so she let it I'll bring it to you and say thank you for your care in the crew."

"She's really caring." Li Luo took the bag, walked to the restaurant with her slippers on, opened the box, and frowned, "Why don't you have a spoon?"

"You sell it in the store and give you a spoon? It's not bad if they make it for you."

"Okay." Li Luo didn't say anything else, and casually pulled the cutlery box on the dining table, reached in to search for it, the knives and forks collided with each other, and after searching for a long time, they didn't find a spoon.

Deng Liang couldn't stand it anymore, and took a handful for him: "Isn't it on the top? What are you looking for?"

"Oh, I didn't pay attention." Li Luo took the spoon, scooped out a piece of cake, put it into his mouth, and chewed with his cheeks expressionless.

Deng Liang: "I ate one piece yesterday, it was too sweet, you can just take two bites, let's have something light for breakfast."

"Not sweet." Li Luo lowered his head, seemingly in a daze, "I have eaten sweeter ones."

"Huh? Where did you eat it?"

"U.K."

Deng Liang suddenly remembered: "Speaking of England, aren't you going to shoot an advertisement there next week? Are you going to pack your luggage?"

"What ad?"

"G brand's new season endorsement advertisement! Don't say you forgot."

Li Luo scratched his messy hair: "I really forgot."

Deng Liang was helpless, and said earnestly: "Brother Luo, you are not good at work in this state. You will be filming next month. It is said that the director is very strict. I am afraid that you will be criticized at that time, and you will quit..."

"I don't want to do it now."

"?!"

"Just kidding." Li Luo finally showed his usual smile, "By the way, why didn't Jin Ren come with you?"

"He's gone to the company. There's nothing planned for today. He said it doesn't matter if he doesn't come."

"Oh——" Li Luo dragged out his voice, and the ending sounded like a whisper, "He may not come here in the future."

Deng Liang didn't hear clearly: "What?"

Li Luo lowered his eyes: "It's nothing."

A whole piece of cake was swallowed into his stomach in several mouthfuls, maybe he ate it too fast, or maybe he was too tired, anyway, Li Luo felt a little nauseous all morning.At noon, he managed to make do with some of the dishes that Deng Liang had packed back from the restaurant, but he was still not feeling well. He slept groggyly for a long time in the afternoon, and finally woke up at night.

Seeing that his spirit was so poor, Deng Liang tentatively asked if he wanted to call the hairdresser to trim his hair. Li Luo pinched a bunch of uneven hair in front of the mirror, and agreed for the first time.

The hair stylist is dedicated to serving him alone, and he used to be very leisurely, because Li Luo's hairstyle has almost remained unchanged for thousands of years, and occasionally getting a curl is a simple and easy job, and there is no need to blow and perm like other male stars Tossing for a long time, other hair stylists are envious to death.

So when the hair stylist came this time and saw Li Luo's messy hair like a dog gnawed it, he was really frightened.

"Brother Luo, you...have you harmed yourself?"

"...Can one or two of you talk?"

Deng Liang hurriedly interrupted: "Brother Luo, he just wants to change his hairstyle and change his mood."

The hair stylist silently accepted this obviously unreliable reason, picked up the scissors and comb, and geared up: "It's finally time for me to show my skills!"

Li Luo rolled his eyes and said, "Don't cut it too short."

"……Oh."

The hair stylist was carefully cutting in the back, and Li Luo was listening to music with headphones on, when a phone call suddenly came in the middle, it was from Feng Zhian.

"Uncle Feng, what's the matter?"

Feng Zhian's voice couldn't hide his excitement: "I saw the evidence you sent, that's great! But don't startle me, I looked at the data in the form, and some of the embezzled funds have not been found. When all the evidence is found, we will Let's fight another beautiful turnaround!"

Li Luo was confused: "What evidence? I didn't send it to you."

"Ah? Didn't you send that anonymous email? Let me see... it started with Mr. Feng. Oh, it's really not you. I was so happy that I didn't read it carefully. Who could it be?"

Li Luo was stunned for a while, then realized: "It should be Duan Mingyang who sent it. He said that he found the evidence, and I asked him to help solve it."

It's just that they didn't expect Duan Mingyang to continue to help when they fell out to such an extent.

Is it a conscience?No, it should only be for self-interest.

Li Luo asked: "What's in the mail?"

Feng Zhi'an: "There are several encrypted documents and forms listing the whereabouts of a large part of the funds that year, and there is also a suspected recording of Duan Tianyou and Wang Dongsheng, the director of the project fund department at the time. The sender said that some evidence has not been obtained for the time being. Later, I will find a way to move it out."

Li Luo didn't expect that Duan Mingyang was really so powerful, that he was able to steal the evidence from the Duan family father and son by relying on Su Zhi?Or the bodyguard?Or other ways?

Forget it, no matter what, this is Duan Mingyang's job, just accept it with peace of mind, he doesn't want to think about it so much, and make trouble for himself.

"That's good, Uncle Feng, you can worry less."

"Hmm." Feng Zhi'an hesitated, "This second young master of the Duan family...seems to be less ruthless than rumors from the outside world."

Li Luo smiled: "Uncle Feng, he just wants to use a knife to kill people, and bring down his father and his brother through our case. Don't take him lightly."

Feng Zhian agreed: "That's true, anyway, it's good that things have turned around. How are you doing? I think your father's affairs have cooled down, and you've resumed activities. No one will make things difficult for you anymore, right?"

"What can I do?" Li Luo looked at the strands of hair that were cut off in the mirror and fell on the cloth, and said flatly, "I'm fine."

Feng Zhian hung up the phone after chatting about some unimportant family matters.

Li Luo took off the earphones and asked, "Have you cut it?"

"It's almost there." The hair stylist quickly raised and lowered the knife, thinned and trimmed, then blown away the broken hair with a hair dryer, sprayed some styling water, and the messy hair was immediately taken care of, soft and shiny.

"You're done! Brother Luo, take a look?"

Li Luo stood up, leaned in front of the mirror, touched the length of the hair on the back of the neck, it was a little short of the shoulders, the braid could not be tied, but the personal logo of the long hair was barely there.

Deng Liang was playing with his mobile phone and almost fell asleep. He was leaning crookedly on the sofa. When he didn't notice for a while, the mobile phone fell out of his hand and hit his thigh. He was jolted suddenly and woke up. He happened to see Li Luo fiddling with his new hairstyle.

"Wow, so handsome!!" He immediately jumped up from the sofa and said in surprise, "I feel more heroic! Very cool!"

Li Luo pursed his lips: "Really?"

The hair stylist secretly heaved a sigh of relief, the job was saved.

Deng Liangkuang nodded: "Yeah! I think it's more handsome than before! And it's more convenient, brother Luo, why didn't you cut it earlier!"

"I didn't have eyes before, but now I can see clearly."

"Huh?" Deng Liang felt that the words were strange, and seemed to be not answering the question, "What do you see clearly?"

Li Luo blinked: "If you see this person clearly, you should look forward and don't look back."

He took out his mobile phone, facing the light source, and arrogantly took the most realistic photo at this moment with the front camera, then posted it on Weibo, and pressed send.

[A new day, a new beginning. ]