After the white moonlight cuts the black

Yan Hui was drowsy, and Meng Huaiming finally let him sleep after repeatedly confirming the amount of medicine he had taken.

The misty smell of smoke in the house dissipated cleanly, and the clear breath of winter night broke through the window.

The upper floors of the hotel are not stained with the radiance of the ground, and are far away from the noisy illusion that is enough to fill the loneliness.

Meng Huaiming moved the small wooden chairs to the window, and the screens were close to the walls on both sides, and the wind came in from the bottom.

The medicine made the sleep deep and soft. After Meng Huaiming reunited with Yan Hui, he almost never saw him fall asleep steadily again.

Even in the most tired and sleepy moment, the ray of fear and anxiety was firmly on his face.

Now he looked much better asleep, numb and blank smearing wildly.

Meng Huaiming approached quietly, and covered Yan Hui's back with another quilt.

At the same time, it covered the butterfly tattoo that was pierced under the tailbone.

At this moment, Meng Huaiming wanted to smoke very much.

What Yan Hui told seemed to have nothing to do with him, it was all what happened after they broke up.

After the relationship is terminated, they are all free individuals, and neither of them needs to be responsible for the other party. Even if there is a mistake, it can be postponed to fate.

Meng Huaiming didn't know why, but felt that this reason was so funny that he couldn't even laugh.

Either accident or tomorrow will come first, Meng Huaiming suddenly had a ridiculous idea, maybe they are each other's accident, but they cannot be each other's tomorrow.

A year ago, at ten o'clock at night, Yan Hui got out of the taxi, dragged his suitcase and walked to his rental room.

After agreeing to the decision to break up with each other, Meng Huaiming did not limit the time for Yan Hui to move out, but he still used the fastest speed to erase the traces of his life on Dingxiang Street.

Everything that could be taken away was taken away, including the flowers and plants on the balcony, and the screenwriting reference books that were left in only half a cabinet.

The various versions and surroundings of "Little Lulurong and His Forest Township" alone filled half a cardboard box.

Meng Huaiming used to like this book so much that even Yan Hui couldn't understand why this series of fairy tales attracted Meng Huaiming.

At that time, he would never have imagined that Meng Huaiming controlled Yan Hui by relying on these immature language and simple fairy tales.

He is used to associating pictures with words, and these paper symbols form an image.

He compared this image with the reality to see if there was any difference.

Qiao He is a master who does not meet the requirements. She watched Meng Huaiming sink deeper and deeper into this game mode of life, but she never reminded him that the adaptation is different from the original after all. No matter how many innovative elements are added, the original book is still It is the original book.

Meng Huaiming was led by Qiao He. Knowing that the original scripts of newcomers have always been profitable in the industry, no one will shoot them, so he turned his focus to IP adaptation and formed his habit.

He has been engaged in processing instead of original creation for a long time, and he has gradually forgotten that words are the most truthful and also the most deceitful.

This is the point that Su Yaowen sarcastically sarcastically said that Yan Hui is too fickle. When the strong love only exists in the pleasure of the body, the remaining family affection is so fragile.

"I even took the flowers away."

Su Yaowen crossed his arms, looked at the clean front yard, raised his eyebrows, "Your ex is quite interesting, are you here to date or to rent a house?"

On Su Yaowen's neck was still redness from last night, Meng Huaiming hugged his waist from behind, the tentacles were so unfamiliar, he didn't want to hear Su Yaowen comment on Yan Hui's style, Meng Huaiming stretched out his hand from behind, and pressed his knuckles against Su Yaowen's lips : "Hush..."

"He is really nice to you. He has slept with you for so long, and you gave him 100 million?"

"Don't move... It's better to teach someone how to fish than to give him a fish. I think he's making progress. You can help him find a job. Don't come to pick the beads of our crystal lamp when the time comes."

"What are you talking about?" Meng Huaiming frowned slightly.

I don't know when, this stubborn crush lover no longer listens to others, and always likes to continue on his own: "I was also poor, I know what kind of mentality it is, the old saying goes from frugality to extravagance, from It's hard to be extravagant and frugal, am I afraid that you will cause trouble in the future?"

The tone of Su Yaowen's speech has changed greatly from before, and it is different from his state shown on the screen.

Especially recently, Meng Huaiming smelled the perfume on his neck, but felt a little pungent.

"Don't use this perfume in the future." He grabbed Su Yaowen's collar and pulled it in the opposite direction.

At night on Lilac Street, there will no longer be lights that illuminate lilac flowers.

To Meng Huaiming's surprise, Su Yaowen was more open-minded than he thought. Su Ye said that he wanted to open up in the past few years. There is no difference between men and women, just find what you like.

Once this is figured out, too much concern can be overwhelmed by the desire for pleasure.

This was simply a surprise among surprises, Meng Huaiming's throbbing young heart was satisfied like never before.

The shy lover of his dreams merged with the daring beauty in the bed.

Su Yaowen understands the meaning of arrogance too much.

He would even compare himself to his predecessor, which should have been an unpleasant word, but when his lips slid, it felt a bit jealous and coquettish.

Yan Hui couldn't let go, he never let go.

The eternal human topic starts with "harmony" and ends with "tacit understanding".Meng Huaiming asked himself that he and Yan Hui were on good terms, the young man's body was jerky, no matter how steamed or fried, he would not be fully cooked, but his ears were soft, and he was always coaxed into granting his request.

He planted large fields of lilacs.

At the place where the balcony and the garden are connected, on rainy days, a few pots that have not grown well will be moved indoors.

Meng Huaiming installed brown wall lamps on his sizable viewing platform, and specially placed floor lamps with wide round covers among the flowers.

This kind of lamp is suitable for imaging. He has tried countless times to keep the whirling flower shadow cast on Yanhui's back. The youth's fair skin is slightly reddened, and the texture seems to be no longer smooth. It trembles when touched, like something invisible to the naked eye. The wrinkled texture is a surprise that can only be touched.

Half-cooked rice paper is suitable for painting, good luck is the best brush, he saw thin branches extending from the young man's knees, diamond-shaped leaf tip clusters swelled along the spine, clamoring to grow wildly towards the legs, luxuriant The white flowers of the rutabaga bloom on the waist and belly.

Yan Hui gnawed the clove leaves, and under the night sky where the branches and leaves were shaking and the white clouds and dogs were constantly circulating, she whispered the pain softly.

Thinking of this, Meng Huaiming thought that what Su Yaowen said might be feasible. Yan Hui paid too much, and their city had a lot of opportunities. He hoped that he could stay and learn to live alone, or wait for the life of two people.

So Meng Huaiming contacted his friends in the publishing house.

Not only did he arrange work for Yan Hui, but he also added: "Did you have a planning event for an exchange meeting recently?"

"Yes, I won't go. If you think the person I just mentioned is good, let him do it and keep him busy."

Yan Hui used his inappropriate and unremarkable academic qualifications to find a good job, and the other party happened to be a publisher in Linlin Township.

Yan Ran celebrated for him, saying that gold always shines, so that the two siblings will be in the same place in the future, and they will not be too far apart and never see each other.

Yan Hui never hides from her sister, after he expressed his thoughts, Yan Ran was silent for a long time.

"Actually, if you tell others this kind of thing, you are hypocritical." Yan Ran sighed: "Now you post a post on the Internet, 'What should I do if my ex-boyfriend helped me find a job with an annual salary of one million after breaking up'? People will say 'Why didn't I have an ex-boyfriend like this!'

"You didn't steal or rob it when you got it. Besides, are you incapable of doing this job? There are many inequalities in competition. You didn't cheat in a fair exam, but took advantage of what you have H."

But Yan Ran thought about it again, took a long breath, and teased Liu Hai'er: "Oh, I was tired of this in the early years, and I thought it would be nice to compete fairly and aboveboard, but after meeting so many people in the past few years, it has changed. To put it this way, it sounds nice to call it mellow, but it sounds bad to call it a philistine."

"That's sleek." Yan Hui said, "Round and round means that you are rounder, and you are more moon and half."

"You boy!" Yan Ran deliberately teased him, she got up, and slapped him on the forehead just like how she taught Yan Hui when she was a child.

She went to the kitchen to heat up chicken soup, fried two poached eggs, made a bowl of rice with chicken soup for my brother, and then turned the noon stir-fry in the microwave.

Yan Ran wiped her hands with her apron, and said, "It's just that connections are something that I can't tell. It makes people gain opportunities and also makes people lose opportunities. It depends on what you think. You don't use it. Brainless. You use it shrewdly, but also playing tricks."

"What about you?" Yan Hui asked, "Do you want me to stay?"

"Of course I hope." Yan Ran nodded truthfully.

"Then how about I stay with you for a few more months?" Yan Hui said: "When I finish the exchange meeting at hand, I will resign and go to 'Fengtang' to buy a house. If you miss me someday , just call me, I will fly to see you."

Yan Ran sighed again, not knowing whether to be happy or disappointed from the bottom of her heart.

But Yan Hui's decision should be made by himself, so she said: "Okay, Fengtang is a good place to retire, my little brother!"

"Sister, have you talked about friends recently?"

Yan Hui changed the subject, Yan Ran nodded subconsciously, and finally came back to her senses, and said angrily: "Okay, you little scoundrel, did you talk to me, but I was afraid that you would listen to my sister's good deeds, Thinking about the scumbag ex I met, I was sad and wiped my tears alone!"

"Old sister, put the bowl down for me, you can't do this with my hungry chest on your back!" Yan Hui easily exposed the gloomy content, and cunningly replied to Yan Ran, "with me Tell me, what kind of pig's trotters snatched away my sister who looks like a fairy?"

"Eat and eat, you will know how to eat." Yan Ran put the bowl on Yan Hui, and said angrily: "Just now, I will investigate for a few more days."

"Bring it to me another day and bring it to me as a guard. If he bullies you, I will perform a full martial arts."

"Hey, you're so good, you've got small arms and legs, and you're all good at martial arts, okay, okay, I'll show you some other day."

Yan Ran picked up a large piece of fish for him, rubbed Yan's gray hair, and rubbed it into a bird's nest with thick callused hands.

She said earnestly, "Brother, let's go forward, your sister is not married yet, so why are you in a hurry."

The paofan that day was still the taste he had grown up with since he was a snack, and his sister Yanran's unique flavor was different from his mother's, and also different from the taste he had figured out by himself.

Yan Ran gently comforted Yan Hui's pain, using her unique position as a relative, using her Yan Ran's way.

Yan Hui can no longer forget the faint blush on Yan Ran's cheeks when he mentioned "boyfriend".

But when he actually saw that person, Yan Ran no longer showed that smile.

On the way, he ran into Yan Ran and her so-called "boyfriend".

"I don't agree." Yan Hui watched the sports car drive away.

Yan Ran smiled wryly: "It's nothing, it's just for fun."

Her original boyfriend was not that dude at all, this was nothing more than a childish game of fighting for flowers, and those who can play games know how to catch prey.

Evil thoughts may not be terrible, what is terrible is that evil thoughts have a platform for implementation.

In Yan Ran's words, she was overwhelmed by the disturbance, and seeing that the man was okay, she wanted to give it a try.

Yan Hui knew her concealment.

And Yan Hui really went to ask that dude out and beat him up.

Later, Yan Ran broke up with the dude, and the other party said a cruel word to tell Yan Ran to take it easy.

So when Yan Ran stood lost in the heavy rain waiting for Yan Hui, and when Yan Hui hugged her trembling sister in her arms, they all thought that this was an extreme revenge by a dude.

Yan Hui never thought that this was the disaster he brought on Yan Ran.

"you?"

The person listening to the story questioned, and Meng Huaiming thought that what Yan Hui had said for such a long paragraph two hours ago had only paved the way for a real crime.

"Because of that dandy's cruel words, I have been kept in the dark. I never thought about it, and I wasted a lot of time there."

"Before that, because I offended An An, no, it was not appropriate to offend. It can be said that I ruined his dream of reaching the sky in one step. I'm afraid he has always held a grudge against me."

"How do you know An An?"

"Because of Zhao Hao." Yan Hui closed her eyes, "I met Zhao Hao at the banquet after an exchange meeting."