The life of the dog is given by the cat

Talking about the cooperation, Miao Jun chatted with Wang Luyan endlessly. Originally, they just planned to sit and chat together, but finally had to move to have dinner together.

Xueqiuer excused himself by saying that he was tired and had no appetite, and wanted to go home to rest. The three of them knew that his temper was always self-willed, and because two of them were busy discussing work, and the other was anxious to have a big meal, they didn't let him go any further and left him alone. Since I went to eat.

And Xueqiuer asked the waiter to bring some refreshments after the three of them left, and then lit three incense sticks.

"Huh? Even the snacks are ready?" Land appeared in the smoke, smiled sweetly, sat down gracefully, raised his hand and took a piece into his mouth, and said with a smile, "It's really getting more and more polite."

Xueqiu'er had no intention of joking with her, so she reluctantly raised the corners of her lips, and said straightly: "Do you still remember that silly dog? Zhong Liangjian's reincarnation?"

"Remember," Land took another sip of coffee, frowned, and added another cube of sugar, "Didn't you become a star, what's wrong?"

"Well," Xue Qiu'er nodded, "Then do you still remember... You told me last time that he only had a lifespan of ten years?"

"Yes," Land picks up a spoon and gently stirs the cup, "He's a dog, you changed his body into a human, and his lifespan can't be changed."

"Then... counting from now, how many years are left?"

Land laughed when he heard that, "How do you know that?"

Xueqiuer was taken aback, "This is the territory you manage, and you don't even know how long he will live?"

Land shook his head and smiled, suddenly waved his hand in the air, a wordless book appeared out of thin air in front of him, the pages of the book flipped rapidly for a while, and finally stopped on a page, Land looked at it, waved his hand again, and the wordless book disappeared again gone.

"The destined lifespan is 12 years." Land said indifferently.

Xueqiu's heart sank, "It was three years old when it was turned into a human, and now it's almost a year. So, his lifespan...is only eight years?"

The earth smiled, "Are you confused? The destined life span may not necessarily be the final life span, not to mention there are so many people who died of unfavorable fates before their life spans expired."

"Of course I know," Xueqiu'er replied, "He has half of my golden elixir in him, so I will take special care of him, so I won't let him die in vain. It's just that he has only eight years left, right?"

"Not necessarily," the land replied, "One fate and two lucks, and counting the merits and blessings—"

Xueqiu'er waved his hand, "His stupid brain only knows two things, one is about his family, and the other is eating, drinking and having fun. How can he know how to do good deeds? Expecting this to prolong his life? Impossible, no possible."

The land shrugged and asked, "Why did you suddenly ask him again today?"

Xueqiu'er sighed softly, and replied: "The guy from his family came to talk about cooperation with my guy today, and he was thinking about not being an artist when he gets older, and what it would be like to grow old together as companions. I suddenly thought of his Yangshou This matter, I feel very... not happy."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xueqiu'er suddenly felt moved, and asked again: "You are helping me to find out, how long is the life expectancy of his family? His name is Miao Jun."

Tutu looked at Xueqiuer, feeling helpless, and dreamed up the book again, checked it and replied: "84."

Xueqiu'er sighed, rubbed his forehead and said, "Such a long life...Old Hei is gone, how long will he have to live..."

Land finger lightly slid across the pages of the book, shook his head and said, "I'm afraid I won't live that long."

Upon hearing this, Xueqiuer hurriedly raised her head and asked, "What?"

The land was still looking at the pages of the book, and replied: "Although he was destined to live a long life, his luck was not good. His parents separated when he was young, and he didn't make any achievements in his career when he was an adult. He never joined hands with an old lover in his life. No children, poor in old age."

Xueqiu'er was dumbfounded when he heard this: "It's so miserable? How can he live so long? To live so long... Isn't it just suffering?"

The land waved away the wordless book, and said with a smile: "For ordinary people, it is good to have something to eat and live. Isn't there a saying that it is better to live than to die? If you can see through life and death, you have gained enlightenment." This is the first step. From his own point of view, an old man may not feel that he is unfortunate when he looks back on his life."

Xueqiu'er was speechless for a moment, and just lowered her eyes silently, but the land said again: "But in his life, he never became an old black man, nor did he start a career for him, nor did he have such a considerable income now. There is also a rich life, if you talk about it, you changed his life."

"Change fate?" Xueqiu'er raised her head in a daze, "I... can at most change his fate, right?"

Tu Tu shook his head and said: "Although luck has been changed, it has changed too much, and he has received too many blessings that cannot be tolerated in his life, so it must be converted into life span."

Xueqiu'er was startled: "You mean, because of me, he lived a very good life, and he shouldn't have such a good life, so he might have a short life because of it?!"

Land nodded: "It is for this reason that the life expectancy will change. He enjoys such a blessing now, I don't know how much he will lose."

As if struck by lightning, Xueqiu'er was covered with a fine layer of sweat on his palms, nose tip, and forehead. He raised his hand in panic and wiped his nose, then wiped his forehead, and then took out two pieces of paper to wipe it. It was shock and fear.

"Why?" Looking at him, the land was a little puzzled, "It's just a mortal, and you don't have to blame yourself for being so short-lived, right? Is it good?"

Xueqiu'er threw the paper ball away, opened her mouth, feeling her mouth was dry, took a few sips of coffee, put down the cup, and didn't even care to wipe the foam from her mouth, and asked nervously, "You... Maybe you can check for me...Wang Luyan...and...and the fate of his parents?"

The land was also taken aback when he heard the words, and asked back: "Are they...are they strangers from the local area?"

"No..." Xueqiuer shook her head.

The land said: "Ordinary people's fate is recorded in the place of birth, I don't have it here. But...why do you want to check them all of a sudden? Aren't his parents dead? As for Wang Luyan...you can seal his memory for him." If Yangshou is compromised, it would be even more meaningless to check the number of lifespans."

Xueqiu'er's face turned pale, and she held the coffee cup with trembling hands, "I... I want to know... what their original fate is..."

The land suddenly blessed my soul, and I couldn't help feeling a little nervous: "Are you afraid..."

"Yes..." Xueqiu'er nodded lazily, and looked up at the land, "I'm afraid... I'm the one who killed his family."

"Hey! This car is exciting!" Wang Luyan saw the light in the sports car's eyes, and couldn't help touching it, "How much is it?"

"400 million!" Lao Hei's chest puffed up, "I'm giving my brother a birthday present!"

"Okay, okay," Wang Luyan said with a smile, "Being a celebrity still earns a lot of money. Later, I will let Xueqiuer also debut, and her stage name will be Wang Xueqiu!"

"It's troublesome to make a debut!" Hei heard this, and said angrily, "Name, ID card, education, files, all have to be done! Someone needs to be there! I have to ask Yan Zi for help!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lao Hei suddenly realized that he had said something wrong. Just as Miao Jun was about to smooth things over, Wang Luyan smiled and said, "Yes, yes, it's too much trouble. Let's open the shop honestly! We don't have the life of driving a sports car." It’s not like you own luxury cars and mansions.”

Miao Jun smiled and said, "Mao's mansion, have you ever seen a mansion of more than 100 square meters?"

"The location is great!" Wang Luyan said, "The housing price is as good as the suburbs!"

"Then what you said, you can buy a big one if you sell the 405!"

"If I sell it, I will have no land to live in! You have earned another big house!"

"My 305 was given by my stepfather, and your 405 was already bought by myself! Just after graduation, I bought a set of Dabieye with my own eyesight!"

"That was also bought by my parents' inheritance."

"I said..." Lao Hei finally couldn't help but interjected, "Did you read the wrong word...it should be a villa! Wrong villa!"

Wang Luyan and Miao Jun looked at each other and smiled.

"It's not poor anymore, it's not poor anymore, go back early, there will be an announcement from Lao Hei tomorrow."

"Well, I'll just wait for you to send me the contract later?"

"No problem no problem."

After saying goodbye to Wang Luyan, Miao Jun started the car, and just after turning a corner, he said to Old Hei, "Snowball is a bit weird today."

"Ah?" Old Hei didn't react for a while, and rolled his eyes to recall Xueqiu'er's performance, "Is there? Isn't it because he didn't eat with us, isn't he always like this?"

Miao Jun shook his head, "Although he usually pretends to be arrogant, he is willing to get close to us. Today is different. He is obviously unhappy, as if he has something on his mind."

"Oh..." Lao Hei nodded, and said with a smile, "Hey, who doesn't have something on their minds! Sometimes I also have something on my mind. I also have something on my mind when I'm filming a kiss scene. I'm afraid you won't like it."

Miao Jun took another look at Old Hei, and said, "What rank is Xueqiuer? A person as heartless as you can see that you are unhappy? When we went there today, I felt that he was a little dull. , but after talking about the cooperation, his eyes were obviously a little sad, and he kept looking at you—didn't you notice?"

"Look at me?" Old Hei thought for a while, and suddenly realized, "Yes, yes, he was looking at me, but I asked him what he was looking at and he ignored me—eh? Were you talking to Wang Luyan at that time? Why? Why did you notice him?"

Miao Jun said helplessly: "People's eyes have a function called peripheral vision, do you know that? Besides, your brother and I are so slick, can we not see all directions?"

Old Hei smiled foolishly and said, "Then what kind of trick do you see?"

Miao Jun slowly lowered the speed of the car, and said, "You said... Is Lu Yan really sick?"

Old Hei thought about it for a while, and said, "Probably not, didn't he say so? With Xueqiu'er around, he won't get sick."

Miao Jun sighed helplessly: "Didn't you see that Xueqiuer's eyes were even more wrong after he said this? You know Xueqiuer's morality, and I think he himself is quite guilty. Think about it, never It was the first time I heard Lu Yan say that he had a headache. It has been almost a year now. Every time we met, he said he had a headache. Although there may be various reasons, the number of times we meet is not too many, and we meet every time. Come on, the frequency is too high, right? I think it must be wrong."

Old Hei tilted his head to look at Miao Jun's expression, and asked, "Are you worried about him?"

Miao Jun quickly glanced at Lao Hei: "Jealous?"

Lao Hei sat up straight again, looked at the road in front of him and said, "Well... a little bit."

Miao Jun couldn't help but smiled slightly, and said, "Lu Yan is our friend, of course I'm worried about him, don't eat this dry vinegar."

Old Hei turned to look at Miao Jun, thought for a while, and said, "If Xueqiuer looks at Wang Luyan like this, he will get sick, so will we get sick too?"

"Of course I'll be sick," Miao Jun said with a smile, "You forgot the hospital you went to because you had a bad stomach, and that's how you met Yan Zi?"

"Then..." Old Hei hesitated, "Are we going to die of illness? If we die... we can't be together."

Miao Jun was startled when he heard the words, stopped slowly in front of the red light, turned to look at Lao Hei, smiled softly, took his hand and said: "Birth, old age, sickness and death are inevitable, and the marriage vows still say 'until death' Separate us', don't be afraid, no matter how long our life is, we just need to be together while we're alive."

The red light was reflected on Miao Jun's smile, which looked vaguely beautiful, and Lao Hei was dumbfounded, and couldn't help leaning over to kiss him.

"Go away, go away," the indicator light turned green, Miao Jun smiled and dodged, and stepped on the gas pedal, but Lao Hei still held his right hand in his hand, refusing to let go.