Hey, your bun dropped!

Time always slips away quietly inadvertently.

The weather is getting colder and the end of the year is approaching.

When the willows germinate after the Chinese New Year, Ling Xiaoxian followed Luo Zhan, and it was exactly one year.

Luo Zhan is going back to his home for the New Year, so he can't be with Ling Xiaoxian on the [-]th day.

Ask Ling Xiaoxian about his plan, do you want to go back to his hometown?

Ling Xiaoxian thought for a while, but still shook his head.

I just received a call from my father before, the content of the call was very simple, the Chinese New Year is coming, and the family expenses are relatively high, so I asked Ling Xiaoxian to bring some money back to help.

During this year, Ling Xiaoxian sent money home several times, although each time it was not a huge sum, it was by no means a small amount.

His father never scolded him again, and even grandma let him go for the sake of money.

In fact, on a big festival like the Chinese New Year, even if Ling's father didn't call, he was still planning to send money.

But they couldn't wait to open their mouths.Then, apart from asking for money, I didn't even mention whether I would come back during the Chinese New Year.

When Ling Xiaoxian came out of the bank that day, he felt that the chill was chilling his internal organs.

He even doubted whether he was the biological child of Lao Ling's family.

If he died on the street outside, the family probably wouldn't be willing to pay the travel expenses to collect his body.

Back at the residence, he buried himself in Luo Zhan's generous chest, greedily absorbing the warmth from his body.

At that moment, he felt that it didn't matter, it didn't matter if the whole world didn't want him, as long as Luo Zhan was there.

He didn't even want to mention his nurturing relationship with Luo Zhan, and didn't want to calculate how long this time would expire?

He felt that if he knew that Luo Zhan was so good, Ling Xiaoxian would be willing to follow him without money.

The person who accompanied him on the New Year's Day was Song Jingyu.

Or it should be said that it was Ling Xiaoxian who accompanied Song Jingyu.

The location is the hospital.

Song Jingyu's mother passed away in a car accident a few years ago, and now her father has suffered a stroke and is unconscious. Counting it, it is quite pitiful.

"Actually, I have an older brother." Song Jingyu said to Ling Xiaoxian.

"Then where is he?" Ling Xiaoxian asked curiously.

"When he graduated from college, he came out to his family, saying that he only loved men and could not marry women. My dad was so angry that he kicked him out of the house.

During this period, he went home twice and wanted to make peace with my dad. My old man was so stubborn that he asked him to either change or sever the father-son relationship.

My brother also gave up his heart and left the country. Since then, there has been no news. "

Ling Xiaoxian didn't expect such a thing to happen in his family, and asked again: "Is he not in touch with you? How can you say that you are also his younger brother?"

Song Jingyu smiled wryly and shook his head: "I'm from the same father as him. My mother's mistress is in charge, and he hates me a bit."

Ling Xiaoxian understood it, and felt that it was no wonder that the boss of the Song family refused to obey the discipline. It turned out that the old man Song himself was not right.

"But your dad is like this, won't he come back and have a look?"

Song Jingyu sighed: "He may not know the current situation of our family. If he were here, my family would not be able to fall into such a miserable situation. He is very smart. He went to a prestigious university and is more promising than me."

Ling Xiaoxian thought that Luo Zhan was still trying to help the Song family manage the company, and said, "Then you should try to contact your brother, you can't always rely on Mr. Luo to help you!"

When Ling Xiaoxian was speaking, he felt a little guilty. It was hard to say whether his words were mixed with selfishness.

Song Jingyu nodded heartlessly: "You're right, I have to find another opportunity to press Luo Zhan and ask him to tell me my brother's whereabouts."

Ling Xiaoxian felt quite strange: "Does Boss Luo know about your brother?"

Song Jingyu said: "He said he didn't know, but I think he is lying."

"why?"

"Because he and my brother are buddies! They used to have a good relationship! The reason why Luo Zhan didn't tell me is that he hasn't dealt with me yet, so he doesn't want my brother to come back and interfere! This old rascal .”

Ling Xiaoxian: "..."

When we got back to our residence, it was already dark.Luo Zhan called:

"Is Jingyu still there?"

"Well, here it is."

"Tell him to get out!"

"Uh……"

"Eat a meal, don't let him sleep there."

"Oh, I know."

"I'll send someone to pick him up in Xingguang in a while." After a pause, he said, "If you feel deserted at home, go to Xingguang with him to stay."

There was a smile on the corner of Ling Xiaoxian's mouth: "No, I am willing to stay at home."

Not long after, a driver came to pick up Song Jingyu.Before he left, he was still struggling to die.

"Is Luo Zhan sick? I just want to watch the party with you, he is suspicious..."

Ling Xiaoxian stood at the window and watched the car leave, unable to express what it was like.

He really couldn't see through what Luo Zhan did. Was he afraid that he would sleep with Song Jingyu?Or are you afraid that Song Jingyu will sleep with him?

In Luo Zhan's heart, there will always be a rivalry, right?

……

One day after the Lantern Festival, it coincided with the third anniversary of the opening of Starlight Club.

As the major shareholder, Luo Zhan attended the reception in the banquet hall on the top floor.

He also brought Ling Xiaoxian with him.

Ling Xiaoxian didn't like such occasions very much, not to mention that many people in Starlight knew that he was a hermaphrodite monster.

But Luo Zhan said that this is the place where they met for the first time, which is of commemorative significance.

Ling Xiaoxian was inexplicably moved by his words, so he followed Luo Zhan.

The reception was very lively, with delicious food and wine, and all the characters were well-dressed.

Luo Zhan walked in with his arms around Ling Xiaoxian's waist, with a showy expression on his face.

Seeing the expression on his face, Ling Xiaoxian felt a little uncomfortable.

That kind of showing off is like showing a dog, a cat, or a pet.

All the people present looked at him with the sneer and sarcasm he was familiar with, but they just put on gentle, polite and smiling coats.

When Luo Zhan praised his gadget for playing the piano in front of everyone, and pushed him to sit in front of the piano, he played a fierce symphony of fate.

When the song ended, the entire banquet hall burst into applause.

Song Jingyu looked at it with jealousy, and wanted to pull Ling Xiaoxian to play a four-hand combo, but was stopped by Luo Zhan.

Song Jingyu looked unhappy, dropped the wine glass in his hand and left angrily.

Luo Zhan pretended to be indifferent and signaled that the reception would continue.

After halftime, Ling Xiaoxian was sitting bored in the corner drawing a score on the table with his drink on his face, An Tong came over to toast him.

"Any plans?"

"Ok?"

"After the one-year agreement expires?"

Only then did Ling Xiaoxian remember, he lowered his head and thought for a long time, and said, "I don't know, I haven't thought about it."

"I've heard that Mr. Luo intends to train you to be a singer."

Ling Xiaoxian looked up at him, and asked sincerely: "Do you think I can do it?"

An Tong felt sorry for the child's low self-esteem: "Okay, why not? Look at how strong your aura was when you played the piano just now? You also sing very well. I was fascinated by the K songs last time.

Xiao Xian, if you are more confident, you are no worse than others.Besides, success or failure, with President Luo as your backing, you have nothing to worry about! "

Ling Xiaoxian took a sip of the champagne in front of him, was stunned for a while, and then said: "Let me think about it again!"

……

There are several lounges behind the banquet hall. An Tong saw that Ling Xiaoxian was a little drunk, so he thought of taking him there to rest for a while.

The front hall reception was in full swing, but there seemed to be no one in the backstage lounge.

An Tong and Ling Xiaoxian heard someone talking at the door.

"You let me go, I don't want to stay here every day..." It was Song Jingyu, hearing his babble, he must be drunk.

"Let you go out to have a good time? If you have the ability to prevent others from getting beaten up, I will let you go."

"You... you just bullied me! You have loved to bully me since you were a child! Luo Zhan, I advise you... it's better to give up.

I can't accept a man stabbing me in the back... It's useless for you to lock me up, and it's useless for you to find someone to fuck me... It's better to let me go at ease..."

"Let you be at ease? You can really be at ease outside, don't you have that ability?

Besides, isn't it bad here?There are eating, drinking and playing here, how can I lose you?If you really want me to find a place to raise you, can you not feel deserted?You can't stand like Ling Xiaoxian.

A bastard who doesn't know how to be blessed in the midst of blessings! "

Luo Zhan scolded, but couldn't hear Song Jingyu's rebuttal, so he probably fell asleep.

For a while, the room was silent.

The door was not closed, Ling Xiaoxian suddenly took light steps and walked towards the door.

An Tong tugged at his sleeve from behind, and shook his head at him when he turned around, with an obvious expression on his face, telling Ling Xiaoxian to be careful not to interfere in the private affairs of the benefactor.

Ling Xiaoxian raised his other hand, slowly pushed An Tong's hand away, and walked in that direction again.

Perhaps to make Song Jingyu sleep comfortably, only the wall lamp was turned on in the room. Ling Xiaoxian looked through the half-open door, and the scene inside instantly gave him a chill.

Luo Zhan half-kneeled in front of the sofa, quietly watching Song Jingyu who was lying on the sofa covered with a thin blanket, with a focused and affectionate expression on his side face.

Then, he slowly lowered his body, approached Song Jingyu's lips, and kissed her almost reverently.

Ling Xiaoxian turned around and strode away, his face was so ugly that he couldn't hide it.

An Tong followed him all the way to the balcony on the west side.

The setting sun is thick, and the afterglow is everywhere.

An Tong looked at Ling Xiaoxian, whose face was dimly yellow, and said, "I have to remind you, don't fall in love with Mr. Luo. He is good to his lover, but if you think he is in love with you, If you have any unrealistic fantasies, then you will be miserable!"

Ling Xiaoxian remained silent for a long time, I don't know if he heard it or because he was emotional, he didn't listen at all.An Tong didn't know how to comfort him at the moment.

Just as he was about to leave and let him stay calm, he heard Ling Xiaoxian say something:

"It's too late."

"……Um?"

Ling Xiaoxian turned to look at him, his eyes were full of sadness: "You reminded me too late."

At first, he only wanted to ask Luo Zhan for a star, but unexpectedly Luo Zhan gave him a bright starry sky.

When the care and warmth that he had never received hit him, he fell in love without hesitation.