Slag Gong really smells good after the divorce

"Sheng Ling sponsored me at the beginning because I looked like his Bai Yueguang."

Rao Yi stood on the roof, opened the can, and poured beer into his mouth. The big padded jacket was open, and there was a trendy T-shirt inside. There was a silver necklace hanging around his neck, and his muscles were tight and collapsed.

The rush of hormones.

Yi Wulan turned his face calmly, turned his head slightly and looked into the distance: "So after Sheng Ling married me, you thought you were my substitute?"

Rao Yi kept staring at Yi Wulan: "Yes, later I found out that I made a mistake."

A bottle of beer was quickly consumed, the can was crushed, thrown in a beautiful arc, and landed in a trash can not far away.

The location where the movie was filmed was very remote, and the building where the movie was filmed had elevators and an underground garage. Across the street was an abandoned unfinished building, desolate and old, and some people lived in shacks built with blue boards.

Yi Wulan glanced at Rao Yi: "You, like Shu Linqing?"

A photo was stuffed into his hand, Rao Yi turned his head to look at the sunset and said, "I was 14 years old."

Yi Wulan held up the photo. On it was a young boy's face, soft and clean, with a shy and warm smile. The facial features were indeed very similar to Shu Linqing.

Not knowing what to say for a while, Yi Wulan looked at Rao Yi who was standing with his arms folded under the setting sun. This little wolf cub has superior capital. He is only 19 years old and still in the developmental stage.

His legs were long and straight, and his unruly expression showed a sense of arrogance.

Too similar, Yi Wulan thought, too similar.

The pain between his brows and the inescapable feeling of being abandoned are really similar to his own back then.

That is the toughness that has not yet adapted to the cruelty of reality but desperately wants to get up.

Destiny is a non-stop gear, crushing everyone who accidentally falls into the gear regardless of time period.

So Yi Wulan followed the little wolf cub to the rooftop.

In the past, he was also a person who broke through the secular net. When he broke free, he was covered in blood, but he still couldn't find a breakthrough.

"Smoking?" Rao Yi lit a cigarette.

Yi Wulan stared lightly at the rising blue smoke, and raised the corners of his lips: "Quit."

Rao Yi let out an irritable "tsk" and picked up the cigarette, but he didn't light it for a long time.

Handing the photo back, Yi Wulan said with great interest, "So, you came to me just to talk about these things?"

Before the words landed, the wrist that was handing the photo was pulled, and a pair of lips that were so urgent that they seemed to risk everything approached.

I was so anxious that my teeth hit my teeth, and I bit down.

Rao Yi's powerful arm tried to circle Yi Wulan, and there was a strong cruelty in his eyes.

"Well," Yi Wulan was caught off guard.

Then he directly grabbed Rao Yi's hand, reversed the position, and Rao Yi was completely pressed to the ground, and the ambiguous smell of blood spread, Yi Wulan knelt down and restrained Rao Yi.

In the thin warm light of the setting sun, a sparrow on a tree in the distance was startled for some reason, and the whole flock flew up.

This kind of dim light still can't saturate Yi Wulan's complexion, it's still white, he hasn't rested well during this period, and there are light blue eye circles under his eyes.

Rao Yi panted heavily: "How is it?"

I don't know who I'm competing with.

Yi Wulan put his hand on Rao Yi's arm, half-closed his eyes to look at him, the end of his eyes raised, breathing lightly: "It's not that good."

To be honest, it was too fierce and young, and it even bit the wound.

"Also, I don't like the smell of cigarette smoke all the time."

Rao Yi's unruly complexion fell down, he was a little wronged when he looked carefully, his eyes lit up when he heard that he didn't like the smell of smoke: "I'll pay attention next time."

And next time, it is possible.

Yi Wulan stood up, condescending: "Rao Yi, you are a popular traffic."

Rao Yi tongue licked the wound in his mouth, he didn't take it seriously: "So what?"

Yi Wulan looked at this 19-year-old young and rebellious boy, lowered his eyes and said calmly: "You must be worthy of your fans, even though they may like your character design, you must make it clear to them if you decide not to be an idol. "

Yi Wulan looked at Rao Yi who sat up cross-legged, as if he had traveled through time. He saw himself sitting on the porch with his knees hugged all night. It's much worse.

He thought that he had really experienced a lot, he seemed to be more and more tolerant, and he could show kindness to the little wolf cub.

Perhaps for some reason, Rao Yi used him as a support.

Yi Wulan said calmly, "This is the first time we've met."

Teenagers are always impulsive, and it is easy to take a momentary emotion as liking, Yi Wulan decided to correct it.

For Yi Wulan, the only impulse he had was to fall in love with Sheng Ling, sinking a little bit until his feet were deep in the mud, which is not a good thing.

"No," Rao Yi stared at him, "This is the first time you've seen me, and I've been paying attention to you for a long time."

"I love you, I'm sure of that."

"You run out of inspiration, you lose your love, and you are tired of reality, then come and burn me, and I will give it to you."

Rao Yi even seemed to be ruthless in his confession.

The black car drove by slowly, someone opened the door and said respectfully: "It's the place."

A pair of leather boots hit the ground, and Sheng Ling pinched the earphone plugged into his left ear with one hand.

This was specially sent by Rao Yi. The boy he sponsored back then couldn't wait to challenge something.

Sheng Ling was still calm at the beginning, but when he heard the intimate contact, he could clearly hear it.

His throat tightened suddenly, and his face turned blue, even though Sheng Ling had realized very clearly that Yi Wulan could be with anyone.

Cutting flesh with a blunt knife is nothing more than that.

He listened carefully to Yi Wulan's voice, to his calm and calm persuasion and analysis, and to Rao Yi's passionate confession.

The two of them should be in an open place, and there is a slight wind sound in the earphones.

The person following reminded: "You can go in."

The earphones and various personal items were put away, and the sound in the ears disappeared.

Rao Yi, you did it.

The veins on the back of Sheng Ling's hands bulged, but there was no trace of emotion on his face. Crazy jealousy almost eroded his sanity, because he couldn't get what he asked for.

Yes, it’s what you can’t ask for.

Sheng Ling stepped closer to that small room. This was an interrogation, an interrogation won.

A beam of light shines on the person sitting at the table.

Sheng Ling's face was a little pale, and he sat across from that person: "Liang Fei, ten years ago, the Liang family moved abroad, the reason."

Liang Fei had shackles on her hands, but she still kept smiling: "I don't know."

The tone is light and quick, with a gentleman's pause.

Sheng Ling looked at him with dark eyes, and was not at all irritated by his expression: "Liang Fei, you have a paranoid liking for Yi Wulan, but you have been away for ten years, and you still haven't clearly expressed your liking when you come back. Instead, stay for a while and leave."

"Unreasonable, why?"

One sentence hits the most painful spot.

Liang Fei laughed softly for several minutes before saying, "Guess?"

Everyone outside the monitor frowned.

Sheng Ling put down the documents in his hand and stopped talking.

The two were silent for more than ten minutes, and Liang Fei finally spoke again: "Sheng Ling, you are really annoying. I am very glad that Wulan realized this and divorced you."

Sheng Ling is a hypocritical, indifferent person who is hard and cold from the inside to the outside. If possible, Liang Fei would like to tear this person apart and put the knife through Sheng Ling's heart.

Sheng Ling crossed his hands and said coldly, "But Liang Fei, Wu Lan hates you even more."

"When you moved your family abroad, you left him alone in China. He once waited on the porch of your old house all night. It was raining that day, but you abandoned him."

"No matter how much you look down on me, Liang Fei, at least I married him."

The table made a loud noise, and Liang Fei stood up straight away, but he was confined to the seat, unable to leave the space around the chair.

Sheng Ling looked at Liang Fei's obviously irritated expression, and said, "You are cowardly, you avoided, and you didn't even tell him the truth when you returned home."

He deliberately provoked Liang Fei and stabbed Liang Fei at the most painful place.

Sheng Ling has experienced it many times these days, and knows how to hurt the most.

From the start, he sets the pace of the conversation.

Liang Fei laughed loudly, then stopped suddenly, and looked at Sheng Ling with a serious expression: "I want to see Little Rose."

"Sheng Ling, you can only trap me for seven days."

"If I don't see Little Rose, don't get any information from me."

The author has something to say: Tao goes around in circles!

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