After Dawn (Bing Kuai'er)

The night is getting darker, and the night scene outside the banquet hall is like a drawing paper splashed with ink, dotted with luxuriant lights.

Li Luo stood in the open-air parking lot, leaning against a luxurious and shiny pure black Maybach, holding a sparkling cigarette between his fingers, and Duan Mingyang and his party did not come out of the banquet hall until his hand was about to burn.

A group of nodding and bowing people followed behind him, including Luo Peng, but there was only one person beside him, Lin Cheng.

Li Luo took a deep breath of the last remaining cigarette, burned his fingers, endured the pain and threw the cigarette butt on the ground, put it in his pocket carelessly, raised his leather shoes and crushed the cigarette butt, and exhaled a puff of lingering smoke As expected, seeing Duan Mingyang approaching, he frowned.

Finally, this person showed a hint of emotion, even if it was disgust, it was better than indifference.

"Brother Luo!" Lin Cheng trotted two steps and walked in front of Duan Mingyang before him, "Why did you start smoking? It's not good for your health..."

Li Luo rubbed his head: "It's okay, I have something to tell Mr. Duan, can you avoid it first?"

He tried his best not to sound like a vicious female lead in a romantic drama.

Although he once played the role of an innocent and kind female lead in front of Duan Mingyang, he is not a soft little white rabbit like Lin Cheng after all. No matter how good his performance is, in this script, he is still a supporting role doomed to failure.

The result was indeed a complete failure.

"Well, good." Lin Cheng didn't raise any objection or question, and was obedient and obedient as usual.But then he turned his head and said to Duan Mingyang: "Brother Luo is very good to me, you should be nice to him, don't be like that again."

The tone seemed to be reproachful, but it also contained a bit of coquettishness.

Duan Mingyang should not eat this set.Li Luo thought to himself.At least when he acted like a baby, Duan Mingyang would just look away blankly and refuse to respond.

"Chengcheng, you go back first." Duan Mingyang pulled Lin Cheng back to his side and rubbed his hair, as if to declare some kind of sovereignty.

Li Luo couldn't help laughing at himself.

It turns out that it's not that I don't follow this set, it's just that I don't follow his set.

Seeing that they were both urging him to go back, Lin Cheng had no choice but to go ahead and be escorted away by the bodyguards.

Duan Mingyang ordered the rest of the bodyguards to stand at a distance, making sure they couldn't hear the conversation, and then looked at the person in front of them.

Li Luo patted the luxury car behind him, and said with a smile: "Mr. Duan really likes Maybachs, doesn't he? Why didn't I give it to you when I gave it to you?"

Duan Mingyang didn't answer the words, nor did he ask any questions, he just stood there like a bystander, his eyes fell on him without warmth, quietly waiting for him to say what he wanted to say, as if he had already understood everything he wanted to say.

Duan Mingyang's calm disregard is really bluffing, he doesn't need to do anything, it can always force him into a mess.

So was the day after the night they first met.

Li Luo woke up early in the morning and found that he was sleeping on a cold and hard bed, and there was no one in the room. He immediately returned to the bar parking lot, drove to the school, and wanted to quietly find out which department Duan Mingyang is from.As a result, when I walked to the teaching building, I happened to meet a group of friends who had just finished class. One of them patted him on the shoulder and teased him: "Li Shao, how about Lieyan, who went to the gay bar yesterday? Did you bring one back?"

Just as Li Luo was about to answer, he saw Duan Mingyang coming out after him. He had obviously heard what he said just now. His gaze was so cold that his heart trembled, but his brain felt hot. He took Duan Mingyang's hand and looked at him regardless. Running in a secluded place, after standing still, blurted out:

"It's my first time to go, I just want to find a boyfriend...can you be my boyfriend?"

Although it was a line that had been drawn up earlier, Li Luo was stunned when he said it.

Duan Mingyang naturally rejected him.

He should have given up on this and went to find a more obedient and sensible puppy according to the plan, but then he suddenly thought about it, compared to pretending to be in love with a sticky man, the young master of the Li family is stalking and chasing a gay. The waiter's vulgar script might make his father even more furious and embarrassing.

Regardless of the choice, Duan Mingyang was just an interesting and pitiful new toy in his eyes at that time.

However, everything that happened later proved that he was the one who was played and applauded by Duan Mingyang.

"You and Lin Cheng?" Li Luo spoke first, without finishing the question.

It is impossible for Duan Mingyang not to understand what he meant, but he remained silent, as if he had acquiesced.

Li Luo teased: "They are all docile little sheep, why did President Duan treat me so indifferent back then?"

"Are you?" Duan Mingyang asked back.

"I'm really not." Li Luo took a step closer, looking into those indifferent eyes, "But Mr. Duan doesn't seem to be what he looks like?"

He suddenly reached out quickly, grabbed Duan Mingyang's left hand hanging by his side, and held it between the two of them.

"Who said 'if you like someone, you will love them forever'? Mr. Duan wears an engagement ring, and still flirts with his little lover. This affectionate relationship seems to have collapsed a bit?"

Originally thought that this unexpected questioning would make Duan Mingyang a little bit surprised, but he still stood still, without even frowning, looked at the hand being held, and then his eyes fell back to the face of the person in front of him.

"Once an engagement ring."

On the contrary, Li Luo's heart trembled back and forth first.

"...Sorry, I poked your sore spot." He quickly cleaned up his expression, smiled, and let go of his hand, "I didn't expect President Duan to be hurt by love. So what is Lin Cheng to you? ?alternatives?"

Duan Mingyang turned the platinum ring on his middle finger.

"No one can replace her."

These words contained a hint of tenderness, which floated in the night breeze and brushed against Li Luo's cheek, but it hurt him a lot.

Duan Mingyang originally liked someone.

He always thought that the heart of a person like Duan Mingyang would never be warmed up, so it was normal for him to pursue and fail, but now Duan Mingyang personally told him that it wasn't that he couldn't be warmed up, but that he was not that person.

This feeling is like having a toy that is unique in the world. No one can get it, so it’s nothing. But once you know that someone owns it, your psychological balance will be broken instantly, and jealousy and grievance will grow like vines. Wrap your heart tightly, almost suffocating.

"Since you can't replace him, don't ruin him." The smile on Li Luo's face faded, his amber pupils became dark in the night, "He is a good boy, don't drag him into your dirty world."

"You seem to care about him very much." Duan Mingyang said, "So you are waiting for me here because of him?"

"Otherwise, Mr. Duan thinks?"

"I thought you were here to beg me not to block you." Duan Mingyang's eyes became colder, "It seems that I overestimated myself, after all, Mr. Li dared to use the name of the Jiang family to suppress me. I will definitely protect you well, how could Mr. Li pay attention to a lowly illegitimate child like me?"

"Heh, I want to know that the new boss is you. How could you do that? You don't take hard things, do you?" Li Luo took another half step forward and almost posted Duan Mingyang, "President Duan, don't underestimate yourself. From a poor student to the second young master of the Duan family, how dare I ignore Mr. Duan's ruthless methods?"

"But if Mr. Duan really wants to block me, I have nothing to fear. Anyway, I entered the entertainment industry just to have some fun for myself. Mr. Duan will not think that my Li family has fallen to the point where I can only maintain it by performing arts. Bar?"

Li Luo snorted and said in a deep and ruthless tone, "Yes, our family was indeed ruined by you, and my father was also sent to prison by you, but if you want to uproot the Li family, you can only say that you are wishful thinking."

Duan Mingyang was unmoved: "I didn't participate in your father's affairs."

"Really." Li Luo replied rather perfunctorily.

He didn't believe a word of it.

The day his father was arrested, he knew that the poor migrant waiter he had been pursuing for a year and lived in a cheap rental house was the son of his family's deadly enemy.

It's not that Li Luo never asked questions like "Your surname is Duan, what's the relationship with the Duan family?", but Duan Mingyang's answer at that time was: It has nothing to do with it.

A complete lie.

Duan Mingyang was silent for a few seconds, raised his hand to press his shoulder, and pushed him away slowly and irresistibly, as if he hated his red wine stained shirt, or just hated him.

"Mr. Li doesn't believe it, and I can't help it, but before questioning me, I hope you can reflect on who the motive was impure in the first place."

He stopped talking and walked around, but was grabbed by the arm.

"Then treat us as half a catty." Li Luo's tone rose again, his face changed, and he even smiled at him, "I'm not here today to settle old scores, except for Lin Cheng's matter, in fact... ...I also want to discuss a deal with Mr. Duan."

Duan Mingyang paused, then turned his head: "Deal?"

"Correct."

"What weight do you have to negotiate a deal with me?"

"Yes, the weight is—"

Li Luo evoked a determined smile.

"Myself."