Drama masters ask so much [Quick Transmigration]

Wen Cheng's expression became even more gloomy, very good, he could not find him for several days, it must have been hidden somewhere, maybe he hid underground.

"It's amazing, elope with my little lover while I'm not around." Duplicity said that my heart was sour, and it was so sour.

The hand holding the wheelchair tightened more and more, as if he was competing with himself.

Comrade Xiao Zhang was a little angry when he heard his boss say this, but this is his boss again, but he was so angry that he felt that it would be fine if he didn't want to work:

"Mr. Wen, you can't hurt Mr. Xiao's heart like this!!"

Wen Cheng held the hand of the wheelchair for a while: "...what's wrong with me."

"Mr. Xiao is willing to use himself as a bargaining chip to block Duanmu Xuanyu for the safety of the company. Who else can it be for? It's not for you." Comrade Xiao Zhang thought he was single but he was not a fool: "Mr. Xiao likes it so much. You, even a blind person can see it. The last time Mr. Xiao ran away from home in anger after a few quarrels with you, it wasn't elopement, it was because you were thinking too much!"

Wen Cheng raised his eyes to look at Comrade Xiao Zhang, his eyes were cold: "Are you talking to me?"

Comrade Xiao Zhang felt chills on his back, but he still stood up and stood up to Mr. Xiao without hesitation: "I don't care, even if you want to fire me, I will complain for Mr. Xiao. Mr. Xiao has followed Mr. Wen all these years. You are wronged, and you still don’t allow other boys to be wronged. If Mr. Xiao doesn’t like Mr. Wen, why should you be angry and run away because of your ignorance. You are always domineering and inconsiderate, which frightens Mr. Xiao. "

Wen Cheng: "..." Does he have that much power?Now even the bodyguard and driver are not satisfied with him.

"Mr. Wen, you know that Mr. Xiao is like a porcelain doll. He doesn't understand these company matters, but this time he stepped forward to manage the company for you, and he is always working overtime to study. We, as subordinates, have seen Everyone thinks it's amazing, and there are a few who can secure the position of president in such a short period of time. But you are so frustrated, and the group doesn't care about it. If Mr. Xiao didn't use himself to block the company's loss this time, it would be immeasurable. But you But he also said that Mr. Xiao ran away with someone!"

Wen Cheng didn't expect to hear such a bad image of himself in the ears of his subordinates, and suddenly laughed out loud: "It seems that I am really bad."

So the little wife doesn't want him anymore.

He really deserved it.

"Of course Mr. Wen is terrible."

Wen Cheng: "..."

"But it's not hopeless, it can still be saved." Comrade Xiao Zhang bent down and whispered in Wen Cheng's ear, "I found out where Mr. Xiao is."

"Where is it?!" Wen Cheng suddenly turned his head to look at Comrade Xiao Zhang.

Comrade Xiao Zhang swiftly took a step back to avoid being attacked by his own boss, with an airy expression on his face: "Hmph, Mr. Wen, you are too outrageous. I suddenly want to stand up to Mr. Xiao, and I don't want to tell you."

"This month's bonus is 10w."

"At No. 119, Pantao Street." Comrade Xiao Zhang was forced to tell the location in a second.

——No. 119, Pantao Street, is a place I never want to go back to in my life. How I wish this house number could be like the fire brigade, able to drive a water truck and flood this house with water.

--why?

——This is where my most ordinary life is hidden, and it is also where my nightmares begin.My dad was sentenced to death, and he went home to see me once before he was suspended. He said he was sorry, and then he died in prison.The day after my mother knew my father died, she suffered from depression and hanged herself on the balcony of my room.I'm leaving this place and never want to come back.

The little boy said with a smile, but burst into tears.

——Because I'm afraid that if I look at it too much, I want to die too.

His head seemed to be stunned by the strong beating heartbeat, and the frenzied influx of memories caught him off guard.

——But where can I go... Can anyone help me... I can't take it anymore...

It was Holol who was crying.

It broke his heart from crying.

"Mr. Wen, Mr. Xiao said not to go to him so quickly, and then go to him after you think it through." Comrade Xiao Zhang noticed some subtle changes in his own boss. He didn't know where it was, but only knew Mr. Xiao's The voice sounded sad, as if he was trying his best to endure something, but he was looking forward to Wen Cheng to pick him up.

There was another sentence that made his heart ache.

If it weren't for this sentence, he wouldn't have stood beside Mr. Xiao and confronted his own boss so hard.

Wen Cheng's hand holding the armrest of the wheelchair was so forceful that blue veins emerged, and his eyes turned red: "... What else did he say?"

"Mr. Xiao said, I hope you stand up and hug him."

— Can anyone give me a hug?

The boy curled up in the corner was like a pitiful cat, extremely thin and in a state of embarrassment, so fragile that it would break if squeezed, sobbing and talking to himself, as if his breath would disappear in the next second.

Faith, find him a faith.

Otherwise, what should I do if I can't survive.

The choking in his throat made him speechless for a while. He couldn't imagine why Hololin went back, and what kind of mood he was holding to go back to that place. The fragmented memory made it difficult for him to capture it completely, but it was enough to defeat his reason.

It is his belief to aspire to be the light in Hololol's life.

And Holol's faith...

Will it be waiting for his arrival?

Speaking of wanting his hug, did you remember who carried him out of hell that day.

He almost forgot.

"I will." He looked down at the position of the empty ring finger in his hand. He will find the sense of existence in that circle, but he can't be fooled by the trap. His judgment was almost fooled by the rules again: "I Will stand up to pick up the alcohol and go home."

This time he will find a way to get into Hololol's life.

Rather than a shady patron saint.

Sending a red string of "Longevity and Longevity" requires the help of the old lady.

This time, "I wish Hololol a long life, good health and happiness", he wants to say it himself.

Looking at the unobstructed high-rise buildings outside the window, it is like an ant carrying a heavy burden in the city, crawling forward in the bustling city, almost losing itself.

He also almost lost himself by the rules.

This time he won't.

[Alcohol, wait for me to take you home. 】

It's too far away, maybe I can't hear it, but next time he will say it himself.

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The white and blue villas are still so eye-catching in the old street, and the overly gorgeous colors are an abrupt existence in the hustle and bustle.

Huo Xuechun stood in front of the gate, looked up at the house number 119, his eyes were turning red, and the secret that had been buried for a long time seemed to be seen again, but it was exposed to the sun and blood was dripping.

In fact, he has already completed the regret in the first level. He has no time to see his father who died suddenly in prison after carrying several lives on his body; he has no time to say goodbye to his mother who hanged herself in his room after his father died.But when he returned to this place full of sadness, he still felt uncomfortable.

So why?

Let go of his uncomfortable things again.

"I just bought this house, and I plan to use it for painting and creation. Do you like it?" Duanmu Xuanyu looked at the villa hidden in the old streets and alleys in front of him: "It is full of art, and it seems to bring Unspeakable sadness, isn't it?"

Duanmu Xuanyu's voice sounded softly behind him, as if he was expecting his answer, his eyes fell on the room on the second floor, he pulled the corner of his mouth forcefully, and tears flowed silently from his eyes.

"Yeah, it makes me want to cry." The voice was soft, as if talking to himself.

Wen Cheng, I am afraid.

Remember to come and pick me up.

With a sound of 'squeak', the door was gently pushed open, and the faint scent of roses came out of the pavement, and a large area of ​​roses in the garden greeted the eyes, like the most eye-catching presence in this white house.

It is a completely different decoration from the previous house, like a well-prepared surprise.

It didn't seem so sad.

"Does it look good?" Duanmu Xuanyu supported Huo Chunchun's shoulders with both hands, and looked sideways at the beautiful young man in front of him, his eyes were full of love.

"It's... very pretty." Huo Chunchun felt that Duanmu Xuanyu's touch was a bit unnatural, and moved his shoulders indistinctly.

Duanmu Xuanyu didn't care about Huo Chunchun's resistance either. After all, he had been rejected many times, and he didn't care this time. He smiled softly and said, "Rose flowers are not as beautiful as you. People are more beautiful than flowers." I know this sentence.”

Hololol: "!"

Wencheng! !You learn from others ah ah ah ah ah! ! !

She twitched the corner of her mouth in embarrassment: "...That's not so exaggerated, the flowers are much prettier than mine."

"Go in and have a look, and see the surprise I prepared for you."

Huo Xuechun suddenly didn't want to go in, in case there was no surprise, he would want to go back to find Wencheng.

no!His position should be firmer. He said that Wencheng should come to pick him up, so Wencheng must come to pick him up. Otherwise, that wish would not be fulfilled. This is how the test of Wencheng became his test.

They are all men, and Duanmu Xuanyu can't do anything to him.

calm down.

Walking into the house and squatting at the door, the familiar environment seemed to bring him back a few years ago.

In those years, my father made money, and he also liked western styles. He had different tastes from his peers, but he was also very fashionable.The decoration style of the whole home is light blue Mediterranean style, which looks like a model house.

Chinese knots on the wall, a wall calendar, balls of wool on the sofa, a standing fan, a lace mosquito cover on the dining table, and a protruding iron cup with white red flowers.

Memories flooded into my mind like a wave, and the items that were incompatible with the gorgeous house were all strong and familiar memories, as if pulling him back a few years ago.

Dad has not had an accident yet, and his life is beautiful, and his mother is still a gentle housewife, doing housework, and he is a child of someone else's family in other people's mouth, with excellent grades, and he is determined to go to Tsinghua University and Peking University.

He also thought he could go to Tsinghua University and Peking University.

But the plan can never keep up with the changes, the sky will change when it says it will, and it will rain when it says it will rain. Who knows that after the rainstorm, it will never be heard again, and it will completely overturn the ordinary.

"This is a house rented to me by a painter. There are still his things in it. He said he can see it, but he can't move it. There is a studio upstairs with a lot of oil paintings. I think you may be surprised and want to see it." see?"

Hololol sighed slightly, he might not be in the mood to watch, and he is not able to get the so-called surprises of the artists because he has no artistic talent.

But in order to stabilize Duanmu Xuanyu and coexist peacefully with Duanmu Xuanyu, let's go and have a look.

【Alcohol, don't be sad. 】

Just as he was going upstairs, he heard Ai Duoduo's voice.

[What do you suddenly say this for? 】

【Everything is arranged in the dark. There is a person who has been waiting for you. It's just that he has a little problem and I can't remember it for the time being. But at the end, he will definitely appear. 】

Hololol: [? 】

What are you talking about, why can't you understand?

Just when he wanted to continue asking Ai Duoduo, he couldn't hear the sound of the system, and at this moment, he followed Duanmu Xuanyu into his room.

There was some resistance at first, and the moment the door was pushed open, I was stunned.

Although this is the location of his room, there are no more beds, wardrobes and other furniture. Instead, there are oil paintings on the wall one after another. Even the window that he fears the most has been sealed. An extremely brightly colored oil painting was hung on the spot, and the light in his eyes shone slightly, as if touching his heart.

The large-scale orange-yellow is like a rosy cloud, which should be the afterglow of the evening. There is a deep color transition at the edge of the afterglow, as if the night is about to fall.Below is a large sea of ​​roses. The delicate red of the roses and the evening sun are so bright that it makes people feel that even when night falls, such beauty will not be covered.

If you look carefully, there is a small figure from the back in the sea of ​​flowers. If you don't look carefully, you won't find that there is someone in the sea of ​​flowers.This is just a figure from the back, but this figure is holding a white umbrella with a red string on the top of the umbrella.

The eye sockets suddenly turned red.

He walked into the room quickly as if he had discovered some secret, and then stopped in front of the painting.

The closer you get, the faster your heart beats, as if something is about to come out, but it is confusing.

Slowly raise your hand to caress the oil painting.

Feeling that the color and texture are real in his fingertips, he stopped at the position of the white umbrella and stroked the position of the red rope, his eyes gradually became moist.

"...It's really strange, why did I see you here."

Is it the soul taker who once spared his life?

The sound is very small, you can hardly hear what is being said without getting close.

Duanmu Xuanyu walked over to Huo Chunchun curiously, and saw that he seemed to be very interested in this painting: "Are you very interested in this painting?"

So I also admired this painting.

People who learn to paint always have different understandings of color. The combination of one color and another can render different artistic conceptions and express different emotions.

"This is in the evening. The whole painting is dominated by warm colors. The combination of sunlight and roses expresses a positive mental state. In the sea of ​​flowers, there is a man holding a white umbrella, with his back facing the east and gradually rising. Facing the sunset in the west, it’s like saying that the night is not scary, and it should be telling a special story, which is encouraging.”

Huo Chunchun listened to Duanmu Xuanyu's explanation and felt that he really deserved to learn painting. As expected, what he said was much clearer than he felt.

Putting your hand down from the oil painting, you inadvertently glanced at the signature in the lower right corner.

——C

It is also circled with a love heart on the outside.

"..." It seems that he is a very boring painter.

But could this be a coincidence?

Could this umbrella, and the red string on it, be a coincidence?

It seems that something changed the trajectory of his life somehow, and he couldn't help but think of the day he met Ai Duoduo.

He endured until the end of the college entrance examination, and on the day he received the admission notice, he failed to get into a university he was satisfied with, but it was considered a good university, and there were scholarships and so on. In addition, he had a miserable life experience, and a green channel was opened for him .

It's just that he has been burdened with too many debts that he can't afford, as well as painful abuse. The departure of his parents made him bear such accusations alone. After the college entrance examination, his tight strings finally broke.

Lying alone on the floor of the room that day, looking at the window close at hand, he thought a lot.

Finally, he mustered up the courage to stand by the window. As bright as the sun outside the window, his mood was as gloomy. He really sat by the window. The longing for relief, the longing for an end, made his reason collapse.

He also understands that he shouldn't be like this, and what has happened should not be avoided, but he is only alone, and no one is by his side anymore.

There is only pervasive abuse in the crowd, and the habit of loneliness is the strong surface he pretends to be. The brighter he smiles, the louder he cries in his heart.

Looking at the sun outside, he wanted to leave.

Can't take it anymore.

The moment he stood up, a voice in his head told him to wait.

That is Aidodo.

[Hoolol, do you want to live again? 】

Heavy work?

Without thinking, he answered.

【I think. 】

[Then come down from the window. 】

He came down obediently, and then he heard Ai Duoduo say:

[Congratulations, you have regained your life. 】

At that time, he thought he was crazy, and kept crying silently, because of this sentence.

He watched the sun slowly set from the west, and the night was about to fall, thinking, great, he survived another day, it seems that it is not so difficult anymore, isn't it, he started to direct, act and move himself.

【Starting today, you will be an extraordinary Hololol, welcome to join the True Love System team, I am Ai Duoduo, the chief system of the True Love System, in the days to come, you will be my little assistant to help me complete one after another Task, and as long as you complete the task, I can give you what you want most. 】

[I want money. 】

He wants to exchange money, as long as he pays off the money, he will be free.

Because he has no ability to pay back the money, let alone be scolded by the victim's family members when he has no money.

So he thinks about money like crazy.

【Okay, I'll give it to you. 】

Then he heard a pleasant reminder of a certain treasure transfer on his mobile phone, and took a look, 10 yuan.

He was crying outright then.

It was another day, after the evening came the night.

"Why are you crying?" Duanmu Xuanyu noticed that Huo Chunchun was crying silently while looking at the oil painting, crying so distressingly, he took out a handkerchief from his pocket to wipe Huo Chunchun's tears, thinking it was because of him this time Threats that are not upright at all hurt people: "Do you think I'm too despicable...I..."

"No." Huo Shanchun took the handkerchief and woke up with a runny nose, and looked sideways at Duanmu Xuanyu with a teary smile: "Thank you."

It suddenly became a good place where he could hide and wait for Wen Cheng to come to him.

You can, Wencheng, you will definitely find me.

The other small window was open, and the afterglow of the evening cast into the room and circled the figures of the two on the ground. Even the halo seemed to intentionally separate the distance between the two, and the shadow of the oil painting frame was just in between the shadows of the two. , Even the sky arranges for someone a unique possessive desire.

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