You who walk against the light

The light gradually softened, and there were figures of different lengths on the road. Children were chasing and playing on the sidewalk, surrounded by several parents.

It's a pleasant respite from the city.

An Ran sent him downstairs to the company, and Cheng Wei's car was parked not far away.Before getting in the car, An Ran couldn't help calling Lin Yuan, the setting sun illuminated her face very gently, "A Yuan, I have a few words I want to chat with you."

The spring breeze is preparing to blow, and it is still a little cold on the body, the two of them turned to the leeward place, An Ran said slowly: "Maybe others will tell you to wish you a bright future, but there are some things, I have to prepare for the worst. You and Kaifan, I have watched it for so many years, and you should understand the sadness and difficulty in it more thoroughly than me, a bystander. A Yuan, I just want to remind you that in the future—"

An Ran paused, looking through the tea-colored glass at the coffee shop opposite, the wind chime at the door swayed slightly, she couldn't bear it: "Now is the best time, and it is also the worst time. A Yuan, work I will do my best to complete the above-mentioned matters, and other things, unless there is an accident, I will not interfere too much. Within the scope of my ability, I will help you public relations to eliminate discordant voices. Only one point, you must be psychological about any results Prepare."

These words are very reserved and decent, beyond what an agent should say, more like a sincere friend.

At the lowest stage of Lin Yuan's life, no one was more dedicated to accompany him than An Ran.

The emotions between people are very complicated. An Ran wants to earn money for the company and keep her own job, but also has to take into account the interests of the artists and beware of the disgusting tactics of the high-level.Her position determines that she must struggle between interests and emotions, and even achieve a delicate balance.

From the very beginning, she tried her best to oppose A Yuan's love for Kaifan, and then she did not hesitate to confront Zhong Kaifan. She was afraid that the bamboo basket would be in vain, and that A Yuan would be hurt again.

Falling in love with an idol is a capital offense, not to mention that A Yuan loves a man, so why isn't she worried?

But until now, she has seen Zhong Kaifan's intentions clearly, and also understands that A Yuan also cannot do without Kaifan.

They are like water and fish.

An Ran even felt that nothing could separate them except death.

As a manager, she certainly doesn't want any negative news about Ah Yuan.But as a friend who accompanied A Yuan all the way, how could An Ran have the heart to obstruct him?More than anyone else, she hopes to see Ah Yuan happy and return to his original happy appearance.

Now it seems that only Zhong Kaifan can do this.

Occasionally, when she calmed down, An Ran also thought back, and felt that what A Yuan said was quite correct: What's the use of love alone?

If love has no edge and no armor, it will be useless. It will only make people fall into the emotional whirlpool and catch them with nothing.

Looking at An Ran's gentle and bright gaze, Lin Yuan felt a surge of complicated emotions, and he gradually understood that some emotions will not be completely hated, nor will they be spotlessly grateful.

Even if interests and emotions are entangled with each other and play games with each other, they will not be able to match the soft heart after all.

Lin Yuan is a person with a keen mind, knowing what An Ran is implying, his tone sounds calm: "I am very content."

In fact, in all fairness, he knows better than anyone how Kai Fan treats him. No matter how dangerous the future is, he is ready to stick to it.

Because Kaifan is worth it.

No matter what happens, he should learn to trust Kaifan, and not be too afraid to burden him like before.If you do your part well, you will naturally be able to give Kaifan corresponding feedback, which is not a disappointment to his help.

To love openly, brightly and honestly.

An Ran turned her head, her shoulder-length hair, with a little curl at the end, looked very gentle, "Go, spend more time with your mother."

"it is good."

It wasn't until A Yuan's thin back disappeared at the door that An Ran looked away.The nanny car started slowly, the asphalt road was dark, contrasting sharply with the white line in the middle, the road surface looked spotless, the sun was westward, just like the afternoon when I met A Yuan many years ago.

The car quickly drove to the hospital. Under the urging of his mother, A Yuan ate two big bowls of rice and drank lotus root pork ribs soup.

A Yuan checked her mother's hand and found that her hand was indeed a little swollen, so she put it on her palm and massaged it slowly, trying to make her mother feel a little better.He asked the attending physician about his mother's current situation, but fortunately, the condition did not deteriorate and everything was still under control.

The mother and son were finally reunited, Song Wangshu asked, "Ayuan, are you busy recently?"

A Yuan replied: "The filming of the film has just finished, and the focus of the next stage of work will be on variety shows and advertising endorsements. Other arrangements are still being discussed."

Song Wangshu breathed a sigh of relief, his brows and eyes were gentle, "That should be better than when you were on the set?"

A Yuan nodded, "It will be busy on the set."

Speaking of this, Song Wangshu couldn't help asking: "Why did Kaifan take the video last time? Aren't you filming..."

A Yuan bowed his head guiltily, with a bit of reproach in his tone: "You didn't tell me in advance when you came to play the video." He suddenly paused, remembering that day Kai Fan was so angry that his face turned pale, and he felt a little sorry.

"You said you were on vacation that day, why, I have to apply in advance to make a video call with my son?" Song Wangshu glanced at A Yuan dissatisfiedly, with a displeased arc on the corner of his mouth.

"Okay, okay——, my fault, my fault."

Song Wangshu nodded his nose and said, "Perfunctory!"

A Yuan smiled unconsciously, "I'm very sincere, okay?"

Seeing his son mentioning Kai Fan's happy appearance, Song Wangshu's heart softened unconsciously, and his tone was a little blamed: "Tell me about you, you are so grown-ups, why are you awkward, can't you be together?"

A Yuan's heart trembled, remembering that his mother didn't know the real reason why he and Kai Fan separated at the beginning, he was afraid that she would feel more uncomfortable than him if she knew the truth, so he deliberately turned his face away: "Isn't it good now?"

"A Yuan?"

"Ok?"

"Be good with Kaifan, he came to see me last time, he cried so much... his heart was broken," Song Wangshu couldn't help sobbing, and it took him a long time to calm down, "He's a good boy, you can tell, so He hasn't let you go for many years."

A Yuan's eyes turned red quietly, his gaze stayed on the white quilt, and he kept silent.

"Why are you silent?"

A Yuan wiped away tears indiscriminately, "I don't know what to say."

"Don't you have a relationship with other people? Why else is he so uncomfortable?" Song Wangshu stroked his son's hair, his heart filled with warmth, and his tone was filled with gentle reproach: "Then I can't forgive you !"

Hearing this, A Yuan's grievances were like a raging tide, tears fell one by one, his eyes were red, and veins on his neck were bubbling, he raised his head to defend himself: "Where is there anyone else for me? Ever since I met him, I don't know I know how badly I was hurt by him..."

It is so miserable that I lose the ability to fall in love with others again, and I can no longer fall in love, get married, or have children like ordinary people. I can only wait for a long time and grow old slowly.

It seems that time has burned a brand in an instant, and there is no turning back in this life.

Song Wangshu understood the grievance and helplessness in his son's words, but he was reluctant to say a harsh word: "That's not your own choice."

A Yuan raised his voice, as if he wanted to pour out the grievances he had suppressed all these years, "He wants to chase me, what can I do?"