Living depends on the opponent's life [Entertainment]

"Hoo-boom!"

The yellow ball flew over the living room, bounced on the ground, and flew towards the dining table.

Lin Yao, who was standing at the table pouring milk tea, grabbed it with his backhand, stopped, and turned his head to glance at the culprit on the sofa——

This person took a shower after working out, his wet hair was half-dried, and he was lying on the sofa playing with an oolong throwing toy.

He poured the milk tea and angrily put the ball back into Oolong's kennel.

After the previous long article was sent out, it has already set off a storm.

Afterwards, Lin Yao quietly liked it, which caught people off guard.

After a lapse of one year, the two rivals who fought hard at the same time rectified Yan Ling's name, which made those who were at the forefront of humiliating Yan Ling feel a little bit of fear.

Words that justify themselves, change the topic, reflect sincerely, and carry emotions are pouring into the information flow, drowning in the frenzy of data explosion.

However, Zhu Ming and Lin Yao, after posting one post and liking the other, ignored who would discuss this matter, they both put down their phones and began to enjoy a rare quiet and relaxing night.

The weight of words can be the lightest, so light that it is not too much to be a wind in the ear; but it can also be the heaviest, so heavy that you can't breathe.

Zhu Ming is free and easy, but he is a pessimist after all.

People are gone, so what's the point of saying more?

Even if he wakes up this time, next time, he may not make the same mistake again.

So he dropped his cell phone and picked up Oolong's toy.

...It's better to be a dog, at least you don't have so many troubles, he thought.

"Mr. Lin, where's your cub?"

Seeing Lin Yao walking over with two cups of milk tea, Zhu Ming turned over and sat up, making room for the coffee table full of magazine scripts.

Lin Yao: "I put my little ear on a business trip last week, but I just couldn't leave."

"Hey, it's pretty good." Zhu Ming whistled, "The dog finally accepts small ears in his old age."

Lin Yao was silent for a while.

Miss Lin hugged the two dogs and told him that she had reason to think that Wulong didn't want to go back because he didn't want to eat their dog food.

"The current state is not good to toss it back and forth. It's good to take care of it over there. You don't like dogs anyway." Lin Yao said.

Others are both cats and dogs, winners in life.

But his Mr. Zhu is used to being alone. He has no cats or dogs. He is too lazy to clean up the house and hates hair loss.

"It's not that I don't like it." Zhu Ming sat cross-legged on the sofa, took a sip of Lin Yao's hot milk tea while holding the cup with both hands, "I just feel that living alone is very difficult and tiring , you see, I don’t even know how to take care of myself, so how dare I let other little lives suffer with me?”

So he understands Yan Ling's loneliness.

Like a scarecrow in the wilderness, the birds are chirping all over their bodies, so lively.When the birds had all flown away, I was the only one standing there, alone and lonely.

"Is that why you want to harm me?" Lin Yao sat down beside him, leaned back calmly, and pulled herself towards him while asking.

"What do you mean harming you?" Zhu Ming rolled his eyes at him, and raised his hand to pull up the collar that was about to be torn off.

Lin Yao: "Isn't disaster a good word?"

Zhuming looked at him puzzled.

"Being with you, I have experienced supreme happiness, and I will never be able to find the same happiness and joy from other places. If this is not a disaster, what is it?"

"..."

Outrageous on Nima.

Since this person apologized last time, his words have become more and more slippery.

Candle Tea twitched the corners of her mouth: "This is called sweet talk, a clever tongue like a spring, clever talk, and tongue-in-cheek."

Lin Yao's eyes lingered on this mouth that frantically flicked out idioms, and his throat rolled softly: "You still don't understand my lips and tongue?"

Candle Tea: "Excuse me." It's still your show.

Lin Yao chuckled, but before he could laugh twice, he stopped abruptly.

The person sitting beside him suddenly pulled his collar, and directly covered his lips.

His eyes moved, and he climbed onto Zhu Ming's narrow waist.

The aroma of milk tea still lingers on the lips and tip of the tongue, making people's hearts flutter.

After slowly separating, Zhu Ming's bright eyes looked down at him: "You are different. Every minute with you is sweet, not suffering."

Lin Yao snorted slightly, raised his head and bit his chin: "Whenever you bump into my schedule, you won't say that."

"Hmm, it's good that you know."

The two got tired of watching the latest hit drama on the sofa for a while, eating melon seeds while complaining.During the commercial break, Lin Yao found that Candle Tea was immersed in online shopping.

"What to buy?"

"Ms. Wuling Yuanshang's book, the whole series has been ordered." Zhu Ming said, "I have only read her scripts, but I haven't read them. I heard that there are characters created based on me... I'm a little curious. "

"She knows you that well?"

"She knows Brother Si and Yan Ling, and she knows me well..." Zhu Ming was talking, when she suddenly sensed a bit of jealousy from Lin Yao's words, "Don't come here, the one named Xu last week What girl said in the interview that her ideal type is Teacher Lin Yao, did I say something?"

Lin Yao's eyes are subtle. Last week, the two were still in a cold war. He went to Shanghai to make an announcement. The interviewees were him and other actors of the Sanghong crew.

After holding it in for so long, do you know everything?

Lin Yao smiled without saying a word.

Only then did Zhuming realize that she had been tricked.

"...You're going to be bad, Teacher Lin Yao."

He kicked Lin Yao, drank the last sip of milk tea, got up and went to the kitchen to wash the cups.

Lin Yao followed behind him with a muffled smile, put his own cup into the sink, leaned against the marble countertop, put his hands behind his back, and seriously admired Candle Tea's rare and arrogant appearance.

Suddenly, he found the faint red mark left by himself on the side of his neck.

"..."

He went to see Wulingyuan so blatantly?

Lin Yao's mood suddenly brightened, and after thinking about it, he felt a little melancholy again.

Forget it, let's bear with it for the next two days.

After all, the day after tomorrow I will shoot a two-person magazine...

"What are you thinking about?" Zhu Ming raised the glass and put it in front of her eyes, looking at Lin Yao through the glass.

That face was blurred through the glass and water droplets, but it was the one he had remembered for ten years and would never forget.

Lin Yao took the cup from his hand, raised his hand and put it into the kitchen cabinet: "I was thinking...why do you care so much about Yan Ling."

Lin Yao's tone was calm, this time the question was neither teasing nor jealous, but simply curious.

To be honest, there are very few people who can enter Candle Tea's true circle of friends, but I have never seen him favor other talented people so much.

"Do you still remember when I got lost when I was a child?" Zhu Ming took another cup and began to rinse.

Lin Yao recalled: "When you were three years old?"

Under the arrangement of the system, he traced the past of Candle Tea. Up to now, he has never seen this clip in Candle Tea's mouth.

Perhaps the memory of childhood is not clear enough, and even the system cannot be restored.

"Well, the nanny at home took me to the playground, but I was dispersed by the crowd halfway." Zhu Ming said, "When I was found back, the old man was very angry and asked Ji Chengzhao to resign from the nanny, and I never heard of it again." met her."

"And then?" Lin Yao asked.

"It was only later that I found out that after my auntie and I got separated that day, she almost had a miscarriage on the way to find me. She fainted in the middle of the road and was taken to the hospital."

So he went around for a few streets without seeing her, wandering the streets from afternoon to night.

So she failed to track him down and lost a job as a breadwinner in pain.

This incident was mentioned by the old man by chance when he grew up.

When the old man learned the reason, he felt guilty, and Uncle Tolu brought some compensation. I heard that later, the aunt felt that it was too hard to raise children in the big city, so she moved back to the third-tier city of her hometown.

Zhu Ming turned off the tap, handed him another clean cup, and paused.

There was a moment of silence.

The moment the cup was put into the cabinet, there was a clang.

"Yan Ling is her daughter." He said

The child who almost failed to be born in this world because of him.

That night, Lin Yao fell into a white mist dream again.

Push open the only door around and go in, actually walked outside.

The young Zhuming was walking on the streets of the city with a bag on his back and sunglasses and a mask. After picking up the wind, he suddenly remembered that his nanny lived in this city, so he wanted to take a look at it on a whim.

The address was given by Uncle Lu, and he walked into a certain community around a deserted path.

Walk up a building and pass by a girl with a guitar on her back.

After knocking a few times, no one answered the door, but the door next door opened.

"Old Yan went to drink and hasn't come back yet, you guys want money and come back next time." The neighbor next door cursed, "I'm not afraid of the pain of losing, I'm afraid of quitting gambling, what's the matter!"

"Where is the mistress of the house?"

"I went to earn money for her brother to pay off the debt. My daughter went to the bar to sing and pay back. Where are you from? This is the first time I have seen such a polite creditor."

"……thanks."

The white mist covered Zhu Ming's face, and then dispersed again.

In his dream, Lin Yao saw Zhu Ming hidden in the booth, and looked at the girl sitting in the bar strumming the strings.

The light and shadow were unpredictable on his side face, he took out the phone and dialed out: "Hey sister Shen, I heard that your station also has a quota for this draft, right? I want to recommend someone to you..."

At the end of the dream, he saw Zhu Ming pouring down a glass of wine with his head raised.

He murmured, "In this way... I won't owe you any more."

Lin Yao covered his heart subconsciously, feeling a little bored.

With the guilt of himself and the old man for the past, he handed Yan Ling in the mud a life-saving straw, and brought her into another world.But it never occurred to her that another world crushed her too.

Waking up from the dream, Lin Yao had rare insomnia.

He lay sideways with his back to Zhuming, not daring to toss and turn, for fear of disturbing Zhuming, who was already in a light sleep.

He didn't turn around lightly until he heard the sound of steady breathing behind him, quietly looking at the sleeping person in the dark.

The contours of the eyebrows and eyes are all familiar, but there are too many things hidden in that heart that he doesn't know.

He tapped the tip of his nose lightly with his fingertips, thinking that he had no right to speak of him.

But it was still different, he didn't want to say it, Zhu Ming never thought about it.

Sharing does not seem to be something worth bothering about for him. He always talks about the past with a calm face, as if those pasts belonged to others, and he stands far away and looks back.

However, the calmer the sea, the less calm the turbulence in the depths.

Most men's emotions are like this.

There is no exit, restrained and turbulent.

When he woke up the next day, Zhu Ming was already sitting on the bed playing with his mobile phone.

Taking a closer look, he was holding his mobile phone in his hand.

"Are you awake?" Zhu Ming raised her eyebrows, "I forgot your unlock code again, so I'll lend you your finger to use it."

"Didn't you say you set up your fingerprint password last time?"

With a hoarse voice, Lin Yao rolled over and got out of bed to drink water.

"Give you a little free space, anyway, I can't remember the password." Zhu Ming picked up the cup from the bedside table and handed it to him, "You drink it before you have time."

Lin Yao: "Why are you so focused?"

Candle Tea smiled and said, "Watch the delicacies and candlelight fried Chaochao."

"???"

Yan Ling's matter caused a heated discussion, so that Zhu Ming and Lin Yao's itinerary updates were not noticed by them in time.

Candle Tea Studio wrote: April 4, magazine shooting schedule.

Lin Yao's official account: On April 4, the cover of R magazine was shot.

When they paid attention to the itinerary of the other party, they realized that something was wrong.

Strange, do magazine shoots all take the same day now?

Until R published the tidbit: "Tomorrow is the first two-person cover shoot of this year, and the planner and designer have been bald for a week for the theme."

pair?people?seal up! ?

3 minutes later the food was insane.

Brother Yao has never done a double seal! ! !who is it!What a bitch! ! !

5 minutes later, the candle went crazy.

Fuck your uncle's little bitch, it's your dad! ! !

10 minutes later, the two voted at the same time——

"If you have to spend money on someone else while you love yourself, should you spend the money?"

Candle Tea raised the corner of her mouth, and clicked option C: I like them all, and it's not flowers for whom.

By the way, I clicked a like and shared the voting results, got into the bathroom and started to wash.

Lin Yao took the phone and was about to watch, but suddenly fell silent after looking down at the screen.

"..."

Your uncle's candle tea!Why do you vote with my tuba! ! !

The author has something to say: Candle tea: Skin it

Lin Yao: Get out of your own horn!

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I'm not in good health recently, so I'll check the status more often, the update time will fluctuate between 9-12 pm.

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