Broker, take me~

Song Xingran's apartment is indeed relatively close to the company, and I don't know if this workaholic did it on purpose.The surrounding environment is very good, and it is quiet at night.

As soon as Song Xingran opened the door, before Huang Liangyu could look inside, a black shadow threw himself on him.One fell down with his neck on his back without paying attention.Song Xingran who was standing next to him called out quickly: "Xiao Ke, come down."

Only then did Huang Liangyu see clearly that it was an uncle cat who was stepping on him.Uncle Cat has black fur, clear blue eyes, and the hair on one side of his face is a little messy, as if he has been injured, which makes his expression look very ferocious.Besides, what was cruel was his size. It was the first time Huang Liangyu saw such a big cat.Song Xingran hugged it like he was hugging a four or five-year-old child.

"It's okay, Xiao Ke is very good, it won't catch you."

Although Song Xingran said so, Huang Liangyu had always felt that the cat was staring at him ever since he entered the door.

Song Xingran's apartment is neither big nor small, clean and simple.The entire interior decoration, whether it is furniture or the main color, has its own style, capable and homely.The most important point is that it is practical, and there are no useless things at all.

Huang Liangyu looked around at the empty room with few things, and muttered depressingly: "Is this really your home?" Isn't it a temporary safe house?

Song Xingran didn't hear what he said clearly, poured cat food for Xiao Ke on his own, and then went to close the beige curtains.Then he turned around and rushed to Huang Liangyu, who was sitting on the sofa in a daze, and said, "I don't have a change of clothes as big as yours here, so you just don't take a bath today. If you can't stand it, just wipe it off."

Wait a minute, shouldn't the plot go like this? !What about the legendary fog, water droplets, ambiguous atmosphere, wearing your clothes and accidentally seeing naked bodies? !Huang Liangyu said that he didn't know why he felt a little disappointed.

But his idea of ​​showing off his abs finally came true.Song Xingran suddenly looked at him as if he remembered something, and said directly: "Take off your shirt."

Was it so straightforward? !

"No, senior, you know I'm actually a very conservative..."

"Let me see your fitness results these days."

"..."

So Huang Liangyu was scrutinized for a long time just like the pork in the vegetable market.The eyes of the man who finally showed his flesh couldn't be more upright.

"Not bad." Song Xingran patted him with satisfaction: "I can take you to the beach to shoot outfields when it's completely summer."

Song Xingran, or else Huang Liangyu would have forgotten about the outfield.In fact, he didn't really want to go, but seeing his manager being so active, he was too embarrassed to say anything.In the end, he could only say unseriously: "But I only want to show my body to senior alone."

What he said was a bit ambiguous, and it would be considered flirting or dating in a foreign country.Even after Huang Liangyu said it, he felt that what he said was really presumptuous, and he probably had to suffer again.But Song Xingran didn't seem to understand the connotation of his words, he smiled and said: "If you shoot well, I will take you to visit Qin Jin's class."

"Really?!" The eyes of the person who was very dissatisfied just now lit up: "I will work hard!"

Who wants to look at him with ease but shakes his head helplessly.Huang Liangyu couldn't understand his emotions, and always felt that he was disappointed, but under the shock of the joy of finally meeting his idol, he didn't care that much.

Then this excitement was greeted with a new rush before bed.

"No, senior, I'll sleep in your room, where do you sleep?" Huang Liangyu subconsciously glanced at the closed guest room, which meant "Shouldn't I sleep in the guest room?"

Song Xingran hesitated for a while before saying: "That's the room I reserved for my brother. He used to come here to spend the night often. I don't think it's appropriate for you to sleep."

The co-author has a cleanliness freak?But is it suitable for me to sleep in your bed?Huang Liangyu was a little tangled in his thoughts.In fact, most people have their own concept of territory, especially personal items such as clothes and quilts.If Song Xingran and his brother are really close enough to share personal items, then he really has nothing to say.

Or, is it really my brother?

But after doing this, Huang Liangyu couldn't sleep at all.He couldn't help feeling a little relieved when he thought that the quilt he covered, the sheets he slept on, and the pillows he slept on were all loose.These things are of course clean, and there is hardly any smell.Just like Song Xingran, he has no special smell, even the commonly used laundry detergent is tasteless.But once you get close, you can feel it, like the gravel ground baked by the sun, like the golden color of wheat bread, like the touch of the moment when the sunflower blooms, and these have nothing to do with the sense of smell.If you really want to describe it with a taste, it is popularity.Looking back at the time when everyone looked for him thousands of times, it surpassed the lights of thousands of houses and the sky full of stars.

In fact, Huang Liangyu really wanted to see Song Xingran in pajamas.Last night, Song Xingran just took his pajamas in the room and turned around to leave. The pajamas were dark blue mixed with purple stripes, and there were three cartoon owls on the chest - obviously not his favorite.As soon as the closet was opened and closed, there were obviously two sizes of clothes in it.Afterwards, he didn't have the guts to open it up for a closer look.He couldn't help being a little more curious about the "brother" Song Xingran said, but there was no picture of Zhang Song Xingran himself in the whole room, let alone his brother's.On the second day, Song Xingran came out of the guest room after finishing dressing up. It was still the shirt from yesterday, so he didn't pay much attention to clothes.

Naturally, Song Xingran's breakfast did not disappoint Huang Liangyu, and his taste buds were greatly satisfied.Uncle Black Cat purred and looked at him, as if expressing strong dissatisfaction with his free-for-all behavior.So Huang Liangyu ran to the kitchen desperately to help Song Xingran wash the dishes.

There was only one plate left in the sink when he passed.Huang Liangyu took it in his hand and began to wipe the dish soap, Song Xingran didn't stop him from looking at him, but frowned slightly when he squeezed too much dish soap.He picked up the dishcloth and wiped the washed dishes.Huang Liangyu turned his head slightly to look at his drooping side face, from the thick eyebrows to the thick eyelashes, and from the small nose to the round jaw.In the end, it was fixed in those quiet eyes, and it was only when those eyes suddenly stared over that they suddenly came back to their senses.

The foam on his hand was almost overflowing because of his unnecessary waste, and the wet and slippery touch made him unable to grasp the things in his hand for a while.Until a pair of hands reached out, and they folded their fingers to firmly hold the plate in his palm.But seeing Song Xingran silently took the plate and started rinsing again, Huang Liangyu suddenly felt a little wronged.He remembered Bai Yuanfan's words before, somehow he had the illusion that the silent Song Xingran in front of him was just like these bubbles, and he couldn't grasp it at all.

It's the agent who scolds you, others are just waiting to see your jokes.If even the agent doesn't train you, and doesn't talk about you when you make mistakes, then no one will really be responsible for you and your future.

"Senior..." Huang Liangyu suddenly wanted to cry: "Just scold me."

Song Xingran felt very strange, he had only been away for a few days, Huang Liangyu had changed from an arrogant young master who looked gentle on the outside but showed some spikes from time to time, into a golden retriever dog who would pester you even if he scolded you and would not fight back.Of course, this is just a metaphor, of course he can't beat him and scold him for no reason.But it's really the first time I've seen this kind of scolding.But with his personality, it is impossible for him to be bullied so as to inspire some strange hobbies.

Song Xing couldn't understand it, so he didn't understand it.Although many people said that he took care of an artist as if he had a son, but he didn't really take care of a son.He generally doesn't care about such things as psychological personality unless he is severely affected and undergoes a huge change.

In this way, a few days later in Ontario, he suddenly received an invitation from Mrs. Huang.When Jia Boyi conveyed to him, he winked and said that he should thank him well, and don't tell Huang Liangyu.Thank him?Thank him for helping her take care of her son?Song Xingran suddenly wondered if Huang Liangyu was put on a freelance because of the indifference of his family relationship, and the star chasing was just an excuse for his parents not to care about him.

Mrs. Huang's status in the model circle is equivalent to that of a permanent member of the United Nations, where you can sleep well with one negative vote.Song Xingran originally thought that such a person would date him in some particularly high-end place and wondered whether to wear formal clothes, but when he saw the address, he silently picked up the casual clothes from the bottom of the suitcase.

Why is it that a well-known person makes an appointment with someone at a bar that offers striptease? He thinks that he needs to meet the person to make a conclusion.

The atmosphere in the bar is always extremely chaotic, people are clamoring to abandon everything during the day, and place themselves in a bizarre world with the same dazzling lights.Even if there is a fine line between reality and fiction.

It's not that Song Xingran has never been to this kind of place. When his son was in the rebellious period, he often came here to find people.Fortunately, his appearance is not outstanding, and his temperament tends to be gentle.In this kind of enthusiastic and flamboyant land, it is like a drop of water falling into a fire. It evaporates and melts into the air in an instant, and no one will notice it at all.So when he saw Mrs. Huang surrounded by three or four young men talking and laughing, he felt a bit of a headache.

Even if the surrounding lights are dim and people's voices are noisy, Mrs. Huang is the kind of person who can be noticed at a glance.Not only her beautiful and outstanding appearance, but also her unique aura.There is something very unique about her, which allows her to maintain a noble and elegant personality in such a chaotic place without appearing too out of place.She is like a relief painted with painted paint on the wall. Every petal that stands out has edges and corners, but it can still be integrated with the wall due to the root.Song Xingran suddenly understood why this woman had been able to stand at the top of an industry for a long time, with both hardness and softness, blending in with ordinary people and being higher than ordinary people.Even if it is too good, it will not attract vicious fear.

In fact, Huang Liangyu also has this kind of temperament, but he hasn't mastered it yet.Or because of some indelible youthful vigor, he couldn't cover up his sharp teeth well.

At the same time, Mrs. Huang also saw Song Xingran.She tilted her head and said something to the men around her, and they all dispersed.When one of them left, he kissed Mrs. Huang's fingertips in a gentlemanly manner.If the surrounding environment was not too noisy, Song Xingran almost thought it was some kind of high-end reception.The two found a well-concealed corner and sat down.Song Xingran was the first to speak: "You are younger than I thought."

Many people should have praised Mrs. Huang in this way, but she still bent her eyes and smiled happily as if she heard it for the first time.And when she smiled, there was something youthful about her that came out.That is, no matter how well the appearance is maintained, it cannot be retained.It is hard to believe that she will be the mother of a young man who is not too young.Song Xingran quickly got the answer.

"I've seen your profile, and I'm actually not much older than you. I was only 17 when I gave birth to Xiaoyu." The woman smiled sweetly, as if she wasn't ashamed of it: "Youth is like this, you never know What does the next step look like. Chaos, chaos, half sober and half addicted. Then one day, God sent a little angel to your side."

This feeling is very strange, they are chatting as if they were sitting in a coffee shop and soaking up the sunshine even though they are in such a luxurious environment.Song Xingran's depression from the moment he stepped into the bar was easily wiped away by the other party's brisk words, and this person has such magical powers.They talked a lot, from anecdotes to hobbies, as if they had been friends for many years.Before Song Xingran came, Huang Liangyu's estimate of the content of the meeting's conversation was completely overturned, and it turned out that this was not a "parent meeting".

Until he was about to leave, the smile on Song Xingran's face could no longer be taken back.He stood up and nodded slightly at Mrs. Huang, saying: "I feel your thanks. And I am very grateful for this meeting."

Mrs. Huang opened her eyes slightly, showing a knowing smile.

A relaxed and comfortable gathering is obviously more acceptable to Song Xingran than a formal and formal dinner. Mrs. Huang must have seen through his personality to be like this.

"Even so, I still want to formally express my gratitude." Mrs. Huang also stood up, and said with some headaches: "You don't know, our Xiaoyu..." Before she finished speaking, there was a voice from afar Screaming.

"I'm telling you, if you don't give me the memory card, I'll expose everything you guys did in it just now!!"

The voice was very familiar, and it belonged to Song Lianna, a female agent from the same company as him.He asked about reputation, and saw the female manager standing at the door of a private room in the bar, confronting several big men.She presented a tough and threatening posture, but Song Xingran knew that she couldn't hold on anymore.

Those big guys were obviously irritated, they stretched out their hands and pushed the woman hard, pushing Song Lianna to the ground.As the people on the ground screamed like crazy, the killing intent in their eyes became more and more serious.Sure enough, one of them was already approaching with a wine bottle.

Song Lianna was obviously aware of their thoughts, but her way of escaping was blocked.Seeing the people getting closer, she could only suppress the uneasiness in her heart and shout: "If you come again, I will call the police!!" But before she had time to take out her mobile phone, the wine bottle slammed towards her.