For the favor of Mr. Nie

Miao Zi, only 22 this year, is too young.I am an old bone, and I don't know if I can wait for the day when I can help him on the scene. "

Qi Feng is the youngest son of his uncle, so he hopes that he can help the old man and slowly take over the Zhao family's stall while Mr. Zhao is still alive. .The time he needs to spend may be three years, maybe five years, Qi Feng is a smart boy.

Pulling back his thoughts, Nie Zheng said to Tong Yan: "There is still my stall here, and I won't leave without returning."

At this time, Tong Yan's mind was also sober, and he forced a smile, "I know."

But telling him so solemnly that he wants to leave, obviously, he won't stay long when he comes back.Tong Yan tried his best not to smile so stiffly, "Then... is there anyone left in your house? Later, go back and I'll move things."

Even though he was prepared, Nie Zheng still felt like something was stuck in his heart.

This year, if Tong Yan had more than the slightest awareness that they were living together, even if they were in a different place, why should they move away from him?

It doesn't even know that the music stops abruptly, this is, the sweetness that was once noisy and intoxicating, returns to zero in a moment.

Either way, Nie Zheng thought, or just break up and start over.

That's fine, otherwise, three years, five years, whether it's long or short, how can he have the heart to let Tong Yan spend the time in the care and waiting thousands of miles away from each other.

After a brief stop and refueling, Nie Zheng embarked on the journey again.

Xiaotian hid far away, Tong Yan stood in the square, lonely: "What else do you want to tell me?"

Nie Zheng frowned for a long time, then lowered his eyes for a long time before he dared to look at him seriously.

When he met him, he was really too old.

It is really difficult to speak again, "You...be more confident, be more down-to-earth, you are now a little famous, investors, directors, advertisers, your fans, yes, they all like you now. But what do you use to make them like you all the time? ?It is easy to impress people, but it is difficult to become irreplaceable..."

"You are beautiful, there will be someone more beautiful than you, you are young, there will always be someone younger than you, do you understand what you can rely on?"

Behind Nie Zheng is a wide apron, and the crew members have boarded the plane one by one, ready to go.

As the sun sets and the twilight falls, the sun seems to be setting, and it will always be silent under the vast horizon, and it will be different from this world from then on.

Tong Yan didn't speak, and couldn't speak.Their time is still long, he always thought so.

Nie Zheng laughed suddenly, "Are you sad?"

Tong Yan snapped back: "No."

Now it was Nie Zheng's turn to be silent.

Tong Yan was rarely awkward, but he still made a self-deprecating tone, "Okay, a little bit."

Nothing wrong!A little, not more.What was once thought to be long, turned out to be only short in the long life. Now that we are here together, parting is their new beginning.

Yes, Nie Zheng had a better start.

It's really unreasonable for them to stick together in such a strange way because they are not relatives.

It's better to take a step back, Nie Zheng is no longer this Nie Zheng.

This Nie Zheng was always tolerant and generous to him and never let him down.

Nie Zheng didn't say much, and when he turned to leave, his broad shoulders were framed with two gold borders by the setting sun, and he gradually drifted away, as if taking away the last ray of light before the long night.

Seeing him stepping up to the last step, Tong Yan suddenly raised his voice, "Mr. Nie—"

Just like the rainy night when we first met.

Nie Zheng stopped and turned around.

"Aren't I irreplaceable to you?"

Whether it is a despicable "treacherous concubine" or a small beast that has been repeatedly tamed, it will all come to naught at this moment.

All the absurdity and arrogance of Tong Yan's youthful frivolity, wanton laughter and cursing were finally exhausted by this sentence.