The second boss and his goblin

Relying on the popularity on Weibo, Lin Yongjia received several advertisement invitations as he wished.That day, he was in his room screening and inspecting brands that he could cooperate with, when he suddenly heard a strange greeting.

"Hello, hello." A starling stood on the open window and jumped up and down to greet Lin Yongjia. Lin Yongjia put down the things in his hands and went to greet it with a smile. It always felt very subtle. He was at the window before Say hello to the starling, now it's the bird's turn to call himself by the window.

"Why are you here? Amber is back?"

After Lin Yongjia fed the starling for a few days, Zhang Antai came and took it away, saying that the old man was bored in the hospital and missed the starling.

"Go home, go home." The mynah fluttered its wings and flew down. Lin Yongjia followed its figure and looked down. There was a car parked at the door of Mr. An. It should be that the old man came back from the hospital.

After thinking about it, Lin Yongjia decided to say hello and see if the old man needed help.

When Lin Yongjia knocked on the door, Zhang Antai happened to come out, and the two people who happened to meet nodded in greeting.

"Hi Mr. Zhang, I see Amber is back and come over to say hello." Lin Yongjia said.

"Well, hello, I'm sorry." Seeing that Zhang Antai seemed to be planning to leave, Lin Yongjia was a little puzzled.Amber just came out of the hospital, does Zhang Antai have something urgent to leave?

"Amber, I'm coming in." Lin Yongjia knocked on the door politely, and was about to hear An Honghong's response inside, but was stopped by Zhang Antai when he went in.

"Lin Yongjia, I would like to ask you one thing." Zhang Antai looked difficult to speak.

"Mr. Zhang, tell me, I will do my best."

"Can you help me persuade my dad not to live alone, and if he doesn't want to live with me, he can find a nurse." The concern on Zhang Antai's face did not seem to be fake.

"Okay, I'll find a chance to talk."

Is it because Amber is always alone because he doesn't want to be around people?

Lin Yongjia is a little worried about whether an old man who has just been discharged from the hospital can take good care of himself. If the old man is really unwilling to find a caregiver, then he should pay more attention to the old man's situation.

When Lin Yongjia entered, Mr. An was sitting on a single sofa with a small table next to him. On the table was the photo that Lin Yongjia had seen before.

The sofa was placed by the window, and the sunlight just came in. Mr. An sat there peacefully and looked up at the birdcage hanging on the window sill. His silver-gray hair exuded a faint luster in the sunlight.The starling tilted his head and was arranging his feathers in the cage. Seeing Lin Yongjia, he yelled, "Hello, hello."

"Amber, how is your recovery?" Lin Yongjia sat on the sofa opposite him under Amber's gesture.

"It's fine. Otherwise, Antai would not have let me out of the hospital. Thank you for saving me in time." Mr. An smiled kindly, like an ordinary retired old man. The person who is at the top of his family.

"As long as you are fine, we just did what we can do." Lin Yongjia smiled humbly.

The old man took a sip of tea and said: "I wanted to thank you for the things on the Internet, but I didn't expect it to be a waste of help."

"It's okay, I didn't intend to get involved in the entertainment industry at first, and this matter has no effect on me."

"I don't mix in the entertainment industry..." Mr. An put down the teacup in his hand. The inner wall of the teacup has been stained with a thick layer of tea stains, making it hard for people to see whether the old man is drinking tea or ordinary water. .

"But I want you to act in a movie, would you like to?" An Laozi looked at Lin Yongjia and said.

When he was bored in the hospital, he watched the clips of Lin Yongjia in the campus play that he used for publicity. Lin Yongjia was so much like him when he played the piano. Few people could imitate that kind of elegant and calm demeanor.

"Ah? Amber, my acting skills are terrible." Lin Yongjia was taken aback by what An Bo said.

"It's okay, I'm not mistaken, you can play this role well. The salary starts at 200 million, aren't you trying to attract investment two days ago?" Mr. An still smiled kindly, but Lin Yongjia felt the truth in his words. undeniable.

This feeling of being forced made Lin Yongjia feel a little uncomfortable. He adjusted his posture unconsciously, and the bird in the cage jumped with his movements.

Mr. An also noticed that his behavior seemed to be a bit difficult. He reached out and took the photo on the table and leaned on the sofa, stroking the photo gently, calming his mind.It's easy for me to control my temper badly.

"I'm in a hurry. Listen to me tell a story first."

Mr. An held the photo and told a story from the last century.

The Zhang family's family, Zhang Hongwei, found a pianist for his son as a teacher. The pianist is a very gentle person. He speaks like a spring breeze. He is usually a little shy and not talkative, but when he plays the piano, he is like It's like a different person, with a different demeanor in his gestures, which makes people can't help but be attracted to him.

It was a thunderstorm night, and Zhang Macro arrived home later than usual due to business delays.When he opened the door, he thought his son would be terrified and ran over crying to call his father, but he didn't.

My son, who was like a devil in the world, obediently lay on the side of the piano and listened to the pianist playing the piano. When he saw him come in, he obediently called his father, and then continued to turn his head to look at the pianist.

It was the pianist who saw him after playing a piece, stood up awkwardly and greeted him.

At this time, there was a thunderstorm outside, and Zhang Macro couldn't help laughing when he saw that he was so frightened that he almost jumped up. How can there be such an interesting person, who is obviously afraid of thunder, but can sit calmly in front of the piano and play the piano. Soothe a child.

From then on, the pianist came into his sight. Zhang Honghong was not even willing to work overtime for too long. Every day when he went home, he wondered if he could meet the pianist by chance today.Zhang Honghong's son was also very happy. He found that since the teacher came, his father would go home to accompany him and often cook.

Once a pianist was invited to perform in another place. After not seeing the pianist for a week, Zhang Honghong realized that he had actually fallen in love with that shy but gentle pianist.

In an age when homosexuality was a sin, he was terrified by his own thoughts.He didn't want to ruin the promising pianist because of his emotions, so he kept trying his best to restrain himself. The only thing he could do was to silently stare affectionately behind the pianist when he was playing the piano.

Once, under the guidance of a pianist, he played a piece of "Fur Elise", which was dedicated to Teresa, whom he had a good impression of.When Zhang Honghong played, he couldn't help but integrate his feelings into it. He couldn't express his love to the pianist openly. He was afraid that such morbid emotions would make the pianist stay away from him. Express your emotions on the piano.

But he forgot that the pianist is the most sensitive to the sound of the piano, even surpassing his perception of human emotions.After Zhang Honghong finished playing the piano, the pianist seemed very cramped.

"What's the matter, are you feeling unwell?" Zhang Macro asked a very thoughtful question.

The pianist buried his face and shook his head, then said to him, "Brother Zhang, close your eyes."

Zhang Honghong closed his eyes cooperatively when he heard the words, and felt something warm and hot on his lips. When he opened his eyes in surprise, the pianist, who had not had time to retreat, blushed and panicked. Push him away.

Mr. An closed his eyes, seemed to be immersed in the plot of the story, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "That should be the most courageous time in his life."

Seeing the smile on the corner of Mr. An's mouth, Lin Yongjia couldn't help but feel the urge to cry.Every wrinkle on Mr. An's face, holding the photo in his arms under the sun, seems to be immersed in that sense of happiness, but the speculation in Lin Yongjia's heart made him afraid to continue listening to the following story.

Later, the pianist and Zhang Honghong got together secretly, and no one around them knew about their relationship. Even the pianist refused to let Zhang Honghong tell his son about it.

"What if he is taken away by us?" The pianist has no children in his life, so he naturally treats Zhang Honghong's son as his own.

The two have never held a wedding, there are no souvenirs, and no blessings from the people around them. Some only have a group photo taken in a photo studio.

The two were wearing their best clothes, and they couldn't wear the red flower with the name of the groom on their chests, but they still smiled brightly. The store manager who helped them develop photos said: "The brothers are so handsome, and the future daughter-in-law will definitely very beautiful."

They can only smile and agree, but even so they believe that the two of them can be together for a lifetime.The fact is true, the two of them have not blushed for more than ten years together. Later, Zhang Honghong's son grew up, and the two of them simply moved out to live together. They thought that this kind of life could last until they both changed. Become a gray-haired old man.

But there is no impenetrable wall in the world, and their relationship will eventually be known to the world.The pianist is a person who is not good at housework, a common problem of artists, and Zhang Honghong's career is not easy, so he hired a nanny because he was afraid that the pianist would not be able to take care of him.Unexpectedly, the nanny noticed the clue and leaked the matter.

"You can also imagine what happened later. It happened in that era, and the Zhang family's business was greatly affected. Zhang Honghong didn't take care of the pianist for a while, and when he went back to find someone, it was already a world apart. It's gone." Mr. An lowered his head and took a sip of tea, Lin Yongjia couldn't see the expression on his face clearly.

"So, what's the name of that pianist?" Lin Yongjia asked cautiously with red eyes.

"His surname is An, and his name is An Cheng. He is a quiet, somewhat introverted person." Mr. An looked at Lin Yongjia's red eyes, smiled and took out a tissue for him.

"What are you thinking? Although my surname is An, I'm not Ancheng." The old man watched the starling fly down from the cage and waved at it, making it land on his hand.

It was only then that Lin Yongjia discovered that the photo of being held in the arms of Mr. An just now was torn from the middle, and a white distorted trace separated the two happily smiling men in the photo.

Mr. An followed his gaze to look at the photo, raised his hand and touched the torn mark: "This was torn by Zhang Honghong's unlucky son. The brat doesn't even think about how kind An Cheng was to him before. I can tear up this photo so ruthlessly."

Seeing Mr. An calmly telling himself the stories of the past, Lin Yongjia held back the soreness at the tip of his nose and told himself not to cry, as the old man didn't cry.

"Okay, the old man's story is over. I don't want to force you, but I really want to make this story well. I don't have many jobs left, so I want to be willful." I learned it when I was young, and used a young man's vocabulary. Mr. An felt that he was much younger.

"I'm afraid I can't play a pianist well. My acting skills are really bad. You can ask Xu Qingru to try it." After Lin Yongjia knew the weight behind this story, he was in a state of trepidation, fearing that he would ruin the work.

"Xu Qingru, I know. Actually, if you hadn't appeared, I would have asked him to play. But when he played the piano, he didn't look like him. The piano is the soul of Ancheng. If I find someone who doesn't love the piano to play this I'm afraid I won't have the face to bring this work to see him after I die." Mr. An explained Lin Yongjia.

"But..." It was the first time that Lin Yongjia had no confidence in himself.

"It's okay, I never wanted An Cheng's substitute." Mr. An pointed to his chest.

"He lives with me, and no one can restore him. You can play it freely. What you want to play is not the real Ancheng, but just a love story of the older generation."

Lin Yongjia looked into Mr. An's eyes and couldn't bear to refuse him.

"Okay, Amber, I promise you, I will seize the time to improve my acting skills." Lin Yongjia sniffed his nose and promised earnestly.

The author has something to say:

Zhang Macro = An Macro (appeared in Chapter 22) = Mr. An

Hey, reading comprehension answers are given to you~

Since Brother Mu did not appear in this chapter today, I am afraid that the group of people who came to find candy will cry, so scroll down~