What the hell did the fiance do wrong! [Quick Transmigration]

After that day's dispute passed, Chu Zheng intensified and had no intention of stopping.

Qiao's soon became precarious under such an offensive.

Chu Rongxuan finally saw the reality clearly, and began to tremble and be as quiet as a chicken.

Chu Zheng spent a lot of money in mobilizing funds, and Secretary Zhao was really frightened by the attitude of spending money like water.

Now, Secretary Zhao has to admit that he has no idea what the boss wants to do.

On a sunny afternoon.

The sun was shining and the breeze was blowing.

Chu Zheng invited a world-class master architect to solemnly sign a contract with the other party's team on the 32nd floor of the Chu family—asking him to build a manor for himself with blueprints, regardless of costs and costs .

Talented people are generally very tempered, and asking them to implement designs based on other people's design drawings is simply an insult to their abilities.

But Chu Zheng is really rich if he can't stand it.

If twice or three times the design fee is not enough, then if it is five times or ten times, someone will be willing, right?

The person who accepted Chu Zheng's task was a well-known designer from France, Mr. Robert.It was because his most beloved disciple had a family member who fell ill recently and urgently needed a large sum of surgery fees, so he gave up his dignity and accepted this ridiculous condition offered by Chu Zheng.

But after he read the drawings provided by Chu Zheng, the ugly expression on his face eased a little.

Mr. Robert now understands why this big customer from the East must let himself design the construction plan according to the existing drawings, not even a slight change is allowed:

This drawing of the manor seems to have been improved many times, and many inconspicuous details imply warmth and romance. It is obvious that this should be a gift for a loved one after careful preparation by someone—for For this big client from the East, perhaps the most important thing is the intention rather than the so-called design.

Chu Zheng's requirements for the details of this fantasy manor were so demanding that it was almost abnormal.

Day by day, he looked at this garden, which was stuck in fantasy. According to Qiao Yiran's original design, it was gradually perfected and formed, gradually showing the appearance he had imagined before.

The gardens, with their red roses and white bluebells, were indeed beautiful.

The Star Room full of futuristic sense of technology seems to be able to hold the entire vast universe.

Green vines cover the swing lounger frame in the garden.

There may be a blue cat that is too lazy to move its nest.

—and the man who smiled and swore to love him more forever and ever.

Chu Zheng recalled that person's longing expression when he said "building a love nest together", and felt heartbroken!

According to that person's plan, he has restored the appearance of that person's dream one by one.

But the dream home has already been built, why hasn't he come back!

Another night home alone.

Chu Zheng has been working overtime in the company for three hours.

Back home there is a big empty house.

It used to be filled with someone's breath.But now it is hard to find.

He didn't know what to do when he went back.

I don't know how long I will wait with this last faint fantasy.

——Still vaguely expecting that one day someone will sit at that oak dining table and greet himself with a smile as before: "You're back!"

But every time I go home and face the silence and coldness of a room, there is only endless disappointment left.

Chu Zheng silently took out a bottle of brandy from the wine cabinet by the wall, raised his neck and began to chug it mechanically.

Alcohol is not intoxicating, people are self-intoxicating.

He really wanted to fall asleep like this.

If only this were all just a nightmare.

Why don't you wake up from this nightmare!

Wake up! ! !

After Qiao's family went bankrupt, the house Qiao Yiran lives in is located not too far away in the urban area.

Chu Zheng silently came to the downstairs of the residential building and wandered around, surrounded by passers-by returning home in a hurry.

The city's lights are just on, and the wind at night is already very cold.

Everyone passing by has their destination, like a tired bird returning to its nest, and a baby swallow throwing itself into the forest.

Only Chu Zheng was left wandering aimlessly, not knowing what he was waiting for.

Chu Zheng looked at the window that was already lit up, and felt the despair in his heart pouring out bit by bit.

He really missed that person so much.

He longed to take another look at the man's face.

I was really afraid to see that strange look on that familiar face again.

I'm so tired every day of my life.

He felt that this kind of days of tormenting in the frying pan every day was enough.

Sometimes I really want to ignore 21 and let everyone finish playing together!From now on, it's all over!

But I didn't dare to really hurt that person's body, because I was afraid that he would come back one day.

——There are too many things in this world that are not worth it.I feel like I can't hold on any longer.

Chu Zheng watched one after another young people passing by with beautifully packaged apples in their hands. The faces of young men and women were filled with excitement. The streets and alleys began to be decorated with lights and festoons, and every shop became lively.

His thinking was a little slow: Oh, it turns out that today is Christmas Eve.

It seems that everyone in the world is in pairs, and only I am alone.

too painful.

Chu Zheng thought a little dullly: Otherwise, I'll go up and take another look.

Just take one last look, and then die without a trace and without a sound.on this cold winter night.

In this cold world without him, I really can no longer find a reason to continue.

God, why do you want me to lose it again when I have already obtained it!

Do you know that this is much crueler than never getting it! ! !

Chu Zheng made up his mind in a daze, and started to walk towards the residential building with mechanical steps.

He just wanted to take one last look, just one look!

Until someone quietly walked behind him and patted his shoulder lightly.

Chu Zheng turned his head and saw a face with a mask—his eyes were clean and clear, and his eyes were as black as lake water, filled with unpredictable tenderness.

Chu Zheng rubbed his eyes vigorously.

He suspects that he may have drunk too much today—this kind of scene has appeared in his dreams countless times, of course, in the end, there is usually only a sense of regret after waking up from the dream.

Qiao Yiran stared at this man's face almost greedily.

He has really lost a lot of weight. Compared to the time when he was so happy that he seemed to be shining, now he is almost emaciated to the point where his bones are broken.

It hurts so much that I can't add it.

Qiao Yiran opened her arms, carefully trying to reach out to hug this man.

But he was bitten hard on the shoulder by this man.

A very real pain.

Chu Zheng tasted the blood in his mouth, the warm and slightly salty feeling seemed very real—could it be because his life was about to come to an end?The illusion is all too real today.

That person still had the familiar scent of lime.

He opened his arms, surrounded by a sense of security.

Chu Zheng felt as if he was so dazzled by the light of the street lamp that he couldn't open his eyes.

Chu Zheng was thinking with some annoyance: How could the street lights be so dazzling at night.

It was so dazzling that he couldn't see that person's face clearly.Can't tell if you're in a dream.

Light breath.

Too real tactile.and fiery temperatures.

Hugging each other on a cold winter night in the streets.

It was only at this moment that Chu Zheng seemed to react suddenly. He was like a passerby suddenly encountering a bright light, and he reached out his hand in a panic and eagerly to feel the face of that person.

The familiar straight nose bridge.Angular lower jaw.Warm and soft lips.

He also quietly printed a kiss on the palm of his hand.

OMG!

This time it might not be a dream...

Chu Zheng firmly grasped the other party's hand: "It's you, you're the one who came back, right?"

Looking at Chu Zheng's unbelievable expression, Qiao Yiran felt a little heartache in his heart - probably because he had been disappointed too many times, that's why he looked so unbelievable when this day really came.

He nodded vigorously: "It's me, I'm back!"

Chu Zheng suddenly rushed up and hugged him fiercely, the huge impact almost made him fall down.

Qiao Yiran choked up when he heard Chu Zheng's voice: "Didn't you want me? Why are you here!"

The pain in Qiao Yiran's heart suddenly became a ball.

Before he had time to say words of comfort, that person couldn't wait to pounce on him viciously.

Kissing out of order.

Hugs so warm that they almost want to embed themselves in their own flesh and blood.

Chu Zheng didn't want to care about the reason for leaving anymore: fuck the reason!

He doesn't care about that.

He doesn't care about the past.Don't worry about the future either.

Right now!

Must have him! ! !

A rather long night.

Qiao Yiran never thought that Chu Zheng would be so crazy one day.

With bottomless despair, as if there is no tomorrow.

His hands clenched his wrists.

The moonlight swayed.

The cold night is getting deeper.

Qiao Yiran could feel the other party's cold tears falling down her cheeks inadvertently.

Qiao Yiran sighed softly—just wanted to give him all the tenderness.

In the silent night, Qiao Yiran heard the man gnashing his teeth in his ear and threatening: "Qiao Yiran, listen carefully, don't try to run away, or I will let everyone go to hell together! No one will feel better !"

Qiao Yiran kissed his eyes funny, and the tenderness in his heart softened little by little: This is the cutest Xiao Chu in the world, who would really be willing to leave him?

------

When Feng Ge finally plucked up the courage to call, Qiao Yiran was leisurely eating strawberries on the sun lounger: "Yes, that's it, I think I might quit the entertainment circle in the future. "

Brother Feng felt pity when he thought of Qiao Yiran's handsome face that was so fascinating, but thinking about the icy expression of the resolute President Chu, Brother Feng wisely chose not to express his opinion: "Retire from the circle... It doesn’t matter whether you quit the circle or not, there is indeed a lot of trouble in this circle.”

Qiao Yiran watched with ease as the afternoon sun shone through the layers of leaves, forming mottled shadows on the ground, the wind was clear and the water was long, and the years were silent.

His voice seemed to come from far away, full of romantic longing, reminiscent of the heavy grains and the fragrance of wheat diffused in the autumn manor: "In the future, I may consider going out to read a blog in the future, Get a bit of education and become a university teacher."

Brother Feng was stunned when he heard it: Ever since Qiao Yiran showed the attributes of a top student, he really couldn't understand it more and more! "Being a university teacher" is such an understatement, maybe there is a wall between geniuses and ordinary people!

Qiao Yiran smiled: This guy Chu Zheng is very possessive, and now he can't wait to turn on the 24-hour personal monitoring mode for himself. Although the scientific research work is not easy, but fortunately, the time is relatively free. If the thesis is not finished, In a big deal, I will take it home and write...

Although, at that time, under the entanglement of someone, can I really finish writing it after bringing it back?This is a question mark.

Qiao Yiran moved into the dream manor that he had planned before, but after all, he still couldn't raise a blue cat as he imagined.

To be honest, a certain cat in the family is enough to torture people. He is particularly domineering and firmly occupies all his energy and time, leaving himself no time to spare even a little bit of petting.

Time is fast approaching this Sunday.

On this day, Qiao Yiran completely announced the termination of the contract with the entertainment company, and he would no longer be involved in any affairs in the entertainment industry. Brother Feng also organized the company colleagues to hold a small farewell party for him.

The matter of Qiao Yiran's resignation from the industry was not big or small, but it also caused some disturbances.

Sitting on the main seat of the press conference, he announced the news quite calmly: "Yes, I won't be taking part in entertainment-related activities in the future."

"Do you want to ask why? The reason is because, I want to get out of the spotlight and try to return to family life."

"Future plans... Maybe I will consider studying for a Ph.D., and then become a university teacher."

"I love him very much."

"I think I can spend more time with him."

"You said later?"

"In this life, I will never fall in love with anyone other than him."

On Qiao Yiran's ring finger, a delicate silver ring shines brightly.

Qiao Yiran looked at the man who walked in from the door of the conference hall, he was still so handsome and cold, but he could make a smile on his face emerge from the bottom of his heart little by little.

——It turns out that I really love him so much.Just thinking about him fills me with joy.

Qiao Yiran put his hands in his pockets and stood up with a relaxed expression.Then, he raised the household registration book in his hand towards the door, and said the words when they first met: "Nine o'clock tomorrow morning, see you at the Civil Affairs Bureau?"

The cold man looked up, his thousand-year-old ice-like eyes melted the moment they met his eyes.

His smile is frank and warm. Even after repeated disappointments, he is still willing to invest in, trust, and enthusiastically chase the light. He is really cute and heart-pounding!

——The whole world is an illusion, only you are real.

— "But, trust me?"

——"I will take you out of this endless nightmare."

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A lifetime is really long, but Qiao Yiran did fulfill his promise: he will love that person forever, until the day he stops breathing.

They once hugged tightly in a hot air balloon high in the sky.

I also made a silent wish under the colorful aurora.

He accompanied that person to see mountains and seas, flowers and fallen leaves, many springs, summers, autumns and winters, and he was always by his side.

No more regrets.

In the blank alien space, the outline of the black shadow seemed to be a little more solid. It jumped forward twice, gently knocked open a certain world barrier, and said in a babbling voice: "What you did last time was too much!" It's too big, it has already aroused the vigilance over there, I can't go in with you this time, you will lose all the memories of the last world, don't be fooled by the system!"

Qiao Yiran smiled, gentle and steady, full of determination: "Don't worry, I will bring him out properly."

——No matter what world you are in, what identity you change, I think, you will still inevitably fall in love with this person, smash all the conspiracy and cruelty for him, and offer all the good things in the world one by one.

When Qiao Yiran regained consciousness, he was sitting on a plane.

Qiao Yiran regained his composure, raised his hand and asked the stewardess to serve him a cup of coffee, and while sipping, he sorted out the "story" that slowly appeared in his mind.

This is an ancient gossip entertainment circle article.

Chu Rongxuan, the "son of luck" of the small world, naturally has always been smooth sailing. Although he is just a little transparent who doesn't understand anything, he can inexplicably win the favor of movie kings, entertainment company bosses, and cutting-edge directors. With the addition of resources, he became the top actor in the entertainment circle all the way.

In the process of the protagonist's triumphant progress, there will naturally be some short-sighted guys jumping out to block the way. Among them, the young top-ranking king Chu Zheng is the number one villain in this book.

Chu Zheng has an explosive and charming voice, known as the "Abyss Spirit".His voice is as beautiful and deceptive as the black elf in the magic forest, with a strong appeal, countless fans are crazy for his singing voice, and each of his new albums leads the latest trend of pop music, At the same time, his rather flamboyant personality and his tough style of not giving anyone face are also quite disliked by many people in the circle.

Relying on his good grades and many fans, Chu Zheng repeatedly used various methods to embarrass the "Son of Luck", and once made it difficult for the protagonist to move an inch.

After watching this messy plot, Qiao Yiran rubbed his forehead with a headache: "It's just a coincidence that I am the manager of the number one villain and superstar Chu Zheng."

This gold broker and Chu Zheng met at a young age and grew up together in an orphanage. He single-handedly discovered Chu Zheng, the heavenly king. With this, his status in the company will naturally rise.

But there were other groups under him at the same time, which aroused Chu Zheng's fierce backlash.Especially after the manager showed a special favor for Chu Rongxuan, the son of luck, Chu Zheng started to target Chu Rongxuan almost like crazy.

The agent tried to sever the relationship with Chu Zheng after having a new cash cow, but encountered strong opposition from Chu Zheng.Next, under Chu Rongxuan's matchmaking, Yuan Shen and the entertainment company boss who had a crush on Chu Rongxuan secretly colluded to plan Chu Zheng's set accident - Qiao Yiran gasped when he saw this !

Is there such a brain-dead boss in real life?

Who would have trouble with their own cash cow!

And what kind of illogical, stupid, scumbag the original owner is! ! !

This plot is really poisonous! ! !

Qiao Yiran looked at the message he received, and didn't give any hints except for the sentence "Don't believe the plot".

Qiao Yiran sighed silently: such a poisonous development, of course, I would not act foolishly according to the development of the so-called "plot".But the question is what is your mission?

There is not even a hint, how can people get along in the small world?

An hour later, the plane landed at the Capital Airport.

As soon as Qiao Yiran turned on the phone, he saw more than a dozen missed calls popping up on it. It was obvious that he had something urgent to find him.

Qiao Yiran looked at the missed call named "Xiao Zhang" and thought about it carefully: Oh, this seems to be Chu Zheng's life assistant.

He called back the call: "Hello? Xiao Zhang? What's the matter?"

As soon as the phone was connected, Xiao Zhang's urgent voice came from inside: "Brother Qiao, help me, Brother Qiao!"

Qiao Yiran rubbed his temples, and suppressed the ominous premonition in his heart: "It's alright, alright, if you have anything to say, hurry up and talk about it."

Xiao Zhang seemed really impatient: "Brother Qiao, the party here is about to begin, Brother Chu lost his temper again, and now he won't listen to anyone's persuasion, come quickly!"

Upon hearing the word "Brother Chu", Qiao Yiran raised his eyebrows: This may be the time when he is closest to the main characters in the plot, so let's see what's going on.

Qiao Yiran quickly made a decision: "You wait there for a while, I'll come right over."

The car sent by the company to pick up the plane was already waiting at the exit, Qiao Yiran hurriedly put on his sunglasses, bent over and got into the commercial vehicle.

The driver also knew that putting out an emergency is like putting out a fire, so he kicked the accelerator and accelerated, especially driving towards the party.

Today is the New Year's Eve party of the local TV station. The organizer specially invited Chu Zheng to sing the first song on stage, and the reward was quite high.

The company was happy to establish a good relationship with the local station, so it naturally agreed to this sincere invitation.

Originally, Chu Zheng had no objection to the fact that the work plan was all arranged by the manager alone - he has always been like this, he only sings his own songs, and basically ignores other things.

But now, when it was time for the party to begin, Chu Zheng's expression quickly became so gloomy that he couldn't even look at it when he heard that his manager was going to pick up the idol boy group he had contacted recently.

Chu Zheng insisted on sitting in the lounge and refused to move. The assistant Xiao Zhang naturally couldn't control the old man, so he had to hurry up and call Qiao Yiran, hoping that he would come back to save the scene.

If this makes the party of the local station open the skylight, the company will not be able to explain it at all.

With Chu Zheng's great reputation, high status, and countless fans who are willing to spend money to protect him, there may not be too many things, but most of the staff around him will be unlucky!

The driver finally stepped on the brake in Xiao Zhang's eager anticipation, and Qiao Yiran hurried to the backstage of the party under the cold wind.

As the party is about to start, the staff came and went in a hurry, and many stars were hurrying to make final preparations.

The strength of this local station is good, and a small New Year's Eve gala is also full of stars, and familiar faces on TV can be seen everywhere.

Now the news that Chu Zheng lost his temper and was unwilling to go on stage has begun to spread among a small group of celebrities. Many people pointed to the closed lounge and whispered.

Chu Zheng can be regarded as a player who is rewarded by God. His debut was the pinnacle, and he became popular overnight. His creative talent and perfect voice have harvested countless traffic for him.

But at the same time, the deeds of his eccentric temper and reluctance to pay attention to others are as widely spread as his brilliant and unconcealed talents.

In this circle that pays attention to "personal design", the evaluation of the willful and reckless Chu Zheng is polarized.

People who like him are crazy about his talent, and they think that the waywardness of genius is justified.

Those who hated him could catch his countless black spots casually, especially those opponents who had been evaluated by his poisonous tongue, wishing they could put him on the pillar of shame and hammer them.

In fact, if you really look into it carefully, Chu Zheng's shortcomings are nothing more than "big name", "willfulness", "can't talk", "unwilling to care about people" and so on. These are not any personality problems, so in general , There are still quite a few fans who are willing to buy his account.

Xiao Zhang had been looking forward to it at the entrance of the backstage for a long time. Seeing Qiao Yiran finally arrived backstage before the party started, Xiao Zhang almost burst into tears of joy: "My brother Qiao! My dear brother!! You finally come!"

Qiao Yiran looked at his overjoyed expression as if he had met a savior, and followed him into the backstage a little funny.

The general director of the show is also sweating all over his forehead. The middle-aged man pointed to Chu Zheng's lounge in embarrassment: "Mr. Qiao, please hurry up!"

Qiao Yiran nodded with a smile, walked gently to the door and knocked.

No one in the room with the locked door responded.

It was as if there was no one in the room.

Qiao Yiran thought for a while, knocked a few more times, and coughed: "It's me, I'm back, won't you open the door for me?"

After a loud noise.

The door, which had been tightly closed just now, suddenly opened angrily.

A tall and thin figure wearing a mask flashed out of the room, and he pulled Qiao Yiran in without politeness.

Xiao Zhang, who had been standing outside all this time, finally patted his chest and let out a sigh of relief: "My God! As expected, it will only work if Brother Qiao comes over!"

Xiao Zhang remembered how he had been calling at the door for a long time but couldn't open it, and wiped away his bitter tears—if it wasn't for the triple salary, he wouldn't have come to bring such a difficult artist. Hey!

The chief director who was waiting by the side was also slightly relieved: "It's okay, it's okay, now it seems that we should still be in time."

Chu Zheng grabbed Qiao Yiran's wrist and pulled him in. There was a soft sofa when he entered the door.

Wearing a black hoodie, the superstar stood in the doorway with his arms folded.He wore a mask to cover his face tightly, only revealing a pair of deep eyes.

His eyes were narrow and long, with an indescribable sharpness.The slightly raised eye corners made him look extraordinarily beautiful, and he had the aura of a superstar rushing towards him.

When he looks down at you condescendingly, it will indeed make people feel quite uncomfortable.

Qiao Yiran sat on the sofa, a little uncomfortable with the condescending posture of the other party.

He tried his best to calmly look at the guy in front of him who was obviously suppressing his anger, and tried to start the conversation gently: "What's wrong? I heard from Xiao Zhang that you lost your temper and refused to go on stage..."

Chu Zheng looked at his bewildered face, and let out a cold snort from his throat: "Hehe, aren't you going to pick up your newly signed little fresh meat today? Why, this is just hearing the smile of a newcomer." , see the old man cry?"

Qiao Yiran almost knelt down at his Chinese level... Beibei

What is this all about!

Isn't it just a change in work arrangements? How can I put it this way so that I seem to be stealing my wife behind my back...

Qiao Yiran retorted instinctively: "It's just the work needs..."

Chu Zheng looked at him steadfastly, and sneered: "You don't need to explain, isn't it just because I don't have many concerts recently?"

The rumored moody star gritted his teeth: "Tomorrow I will go to Weibo to announce the start of a nationwide concert tour!"

When Qiao Yiran thought of the countless preparations that need to be done before the tour, his head became dizzy for a while - contacting the venue, contacting the organizer, preparing tickets, these things can't be done just by talking about them!

Qiao Yiran wanted to persuade Chu Zheng to think carefully, holding a concert is a good thing, but there is no need to make such an impulsive decision.

Chu Zheng looked down at him coldly: "You know, everything I have is yours, and I can give you whatever you want, but don't try to challenge my bottom line again and again."

"Who doesn't like a young, bright, dynamic guy? You're looking forward to it too, aren't you?"

As he spoke, Chu Zheng's voice became more and more strangely distorted: "I'm a bug in the gutter, and I've already been disgusted by you, haven't I?"

"Even if you pester you every day, you can do everything according to you, no matter how well-behaved you are, you will no longer be favored by you, right?"

"With younger fresh meat and fresher cash cow, the former guy can be given up, right? Hehe, the promises of human beings change really fast!"

"Want to change? Want to terminate the contract? Want to get rid of this burden? But you'd better give up on it early!"

Listening to these increasingly paranoid words, Qiao Yiran frowned and looked at Chu Zheng.

In this small room that was too quiet, the cheers erupting from the venue outside and the hurried footsteps backstage became more and more clear, letting people know that the progress of the party was moving forward in an orderly manner.

And in this undisturbed backstage space, tonight's superstar has already bent down, whispering in Qiao Yiran's ear.

This guy is indeed worthy of being a singer known as the "Abyss Spirit". When his cold voice lingered in his ears, Qiao Yiran almost got goose bumps.

"I will prove it to you, I am the most popular person, I am the one who can bring you countless benefits, money, status, fame, those are not important, everything is yours, I I'll give it all to you...but you can only look at me, your energy must be directed to me, and your love must only be given to me..."

Strong to excessive possessiveness and pathological paranoia.

Qiao Yiran's heart trembled slightly.

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Chu Zheng finally made it to the New Year's Eve party.

Qiao Yiran sat in the front row specially reserved for him, looking over from the dark stage, Chu Zheng in the center of the spotlight was indeed the brightest luminous body.

Seeing the appearance of the much-anticipated superstar, the audience off the court began to cheer, and the audience immediately became a sea of ​​glow sticks.

As soon as Chu Zheng opened his mouth, he spoke in a very explosive high-pitched voice, with a strong penetrating power that directly hit people's hearts.

The song that Chu Zheng sang at the party today is called "Burning". The lyrics are warm and crazy, and the atmosphere in the audience is almost instantly ignited.

And Qiao Yiran was fidgeting in the audience, feeling that every line of the lyrics meant something.

That man was on the stage where everyone was watching, looking down with his eyebrows lowered, his cold and extremely handsome face, when his gaze swept over the place where Qiao Yiran was, his eyes shone with a dangerous light.

Chu Zheng raised his jaw again. At this moment, thousands of admiring and loving eyes gathered. He is a superstar and the center of the world.

The indifferent and unmoved expression on his face was as hard as the ice of the Tianshan Mountains, as if there was nothing in the world that he could put his eyes on, but this expression once again triggered a frantic scream from the audience:

This angle really stimulates the human desire to conquer. I want to see his face move, I want to see the fire in his sharp eyebrows, and I want to see if there is anything in the world that can touch the heart of this devil!

Qiao Yiran let out a soft sigh.

That person's morbid expression reminded him of the short hug and cool kiss just now in the silent space backstage.

"Brother, what should I do? In this world, you are the last person who can't leave me."

"It doesn't matter what those people think."

"The important thing is that your eyes must be on me. Your energy must be invested in me. You must only love me."

"—This is what we agreed on a long time ago."

"Yeah, everyone's going to aspire to him, so generous, bright, shining, isn't it?"

"But you can't."

This dangerous parasitic relationship has changed. This person is like a crystal orchid parasitic on mycelium, shining a dim light in the deepest part of the mountain forest-even if you get the world's attention and fanaticism, you must rely on your attention. survive.

"I'll do whatever you want."

"Please do not leave me."

Qiao Yiran listened to the cheers that resounded through the venue, and looked at the expressions of everyone beside him who were crazily excited for Chu Zheng, and felt a strange sense of confusion in his heart:

Human love is indeed something that changes too quickly!Now this insecure guy who is under the spotlight and attracts a lot of attention, but will lose everything he has in the future, and will be rejected by the world that is fanatical about him today.

Qiao Yiran didn't know why, but when he thought of the future that was about to emerge, he felt a faint distress in his heart.

The time for one song passed quickly.

Chu Zheng waved casually at the audience on the stage expressionlessly, to show that he was about to leave the stage.

Amid the unbelievably loud exclamations of the audience, the lights above Chu Zheng's head suddenly fell.

Chu Zheng instinctively reached out to cover his eyes.

Joe stood up reflexively, he staggered a few steps forward, dizzy for a while.

At this moment, Qiao Yiran was almost completely overwhelmed by overwhelming regret, and his whole body was trembling: Damn it!Why today!Why is it today!Why today!

God!He was the one who personally persuaded Chu Zheng to take part in the performance!

He ruined him!

how so……

Qiao Yiran covered his face in a very broken heart, suddenly heartbroken.

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Such an accident happened on the scene, and the program crew almost went crazy.

The ambulance rushed to the scene quickly, and Qiao Yiran followed the stretcher into the car almost numbly.

The fragments from the explosion of the light splashed all over the ground, and one of Chu Zheng's hands was already dripping with blood.

But as if he didn't feel any pain, he tightly clenched Qiao Yiran's hand.

Under the impact of this huge change, Qiao Yiran almost didn't know how to think.

The beautiful, fragile, bloody guy lying on the stretcher suddenly smiled quietly.

This smile turned out to be a contentment, purity, and no haze that Qiao Yiran could have imagined, making that handsome face that seemed a bit gloomy suddenly shine brightly.

Qiao Yiran heard the lunatic speak with some difficulty: "They say they don't want me anymore... In fact, they still feel sorry for me a little bit? Right?"

That person's face quietly came over and rubbed against his hand, like a cat snuggling up when it was hurt, gentle and obedient: "Then spend more time with me, okay?"

Qiao Yiran heard her hoarse voice, and said hello in a low voice.

The author has something to say: I don’t know how to say it, the comment area is polarized, maybe this beginning has persuaded many people to leave QAQ

Qiao Qiao will forget the memories of the past, but Xiao Chu will remember the sweetness of the past at the end of each world.

The next world probably wants to write a