Three Hundred Love Songs [Entertainment]

Lu Shaoqing found a moving car, packed all Xie Lan's things and transported them to Xia Xingge's house.

Xia Xingge hid in the bathroom and called Xie Lan, asking him what to do, can he let someone in?

Xie Lan said: "Let's go. I'll go back to tidy the room by myself at night."

"What's the matter with you two?"

"Confession failed."

"Touch. It's okay! There is still a chance. I'll help you clean up."

Xia Xingge hung up the phone and went out to move Xie Lan's things to his room with Lu Shaoqing for tidying up.The two of them worked for several hours before packing up.

Looking at it this way, Xie Lan used to use a lot of things at Lu Shaoqing's place. Thinking about it, he has lived for almost four years.

The two of them sat on Xie Lan's bed to rest, and Lu Shaoqing said, "I will ask you to take care of Xie Lan from now on."

Xia Xingge frowned, "Son, don't you want it?"

"No more." Lu Shaoqing's tone was bitter.

"Why did he go to the house to expose the tiles? Didn't he just start a fight? Did you just abandon him like this?" Xia Xingge said, "Xie Lan was lonely and helpless since he was a child, his father didn't meet, and his adoptive father left again It was too early, you picked him up and told him to give him a home, and now you drove him out without saying hello, what is the difference between you and stabbing him in the heart?"

Lu Shaoqing felt as if there was a void in his heart, and it was very uncomfortable.The slap he slapped on Xie Lan's face appeared in front of his eyes, together with Xie Lan's hateful gaze and red eyes.

Xia Xingge said again: "Then you go back first, I'll lock the door and go out to find him, lest anything happen to him outside alone."

Lu Shaoqing got up and walked from the bed to the door of the room.In these few steps, you can see the things used by Xie Lan who moved from him.When he walked to the door, he almost wanted to put away his things again and move them back.

But he held back.

Xia Xingge watched him go downstairs and thought to himself, how could he bear it? !

In the afternoon he went out to look for Xie Lan, Xie Lan reported the address, and the two met to have dinner and chat together.Xie Lan's condition is okay, saying that everything is expected, it's okay, take your time.In the evening, Xia Xingge went home, and Xie Lan went to Lu Shaoqing's place.

Xie Lan took the key to open the door, only to find that Lu Shaoqing had quickly changed the lock.He sat at the door and waited, but Lu Shaoqing didn't dare to come back.

One day, two days, three days... Xie Lan worked during the day and stayed at Lu Shaoqing's gate at night.

Xia Xingge felt sorry for him and asked him to take care of his health.Xie Lan just smiled and said that she could hold on.

On the fourth day, Ye Chan rushed into Lu Shaoqing's office and was furious: "Lu Shaoqing, are you fucking out of your mind?! Didn't the child just start a fight? Are you going to drive people out? Are you going to let people stay with you every day?" Kneeling at the door?! You don’t care if he’s sick, do you want to see him die?!”

Lu Shaoqing didn't look up, and said in a low voice, "Go and have a look."

"What a ghost! I didn't pick up the child! If you can't take care of him, don't take him back! After three or four years, you abandoned him for a trivial matter. Can you take some responsibility for the child? !"

"You go and see."

"You're determined to break up with him, right?" Ye Chan sighed, and looked at him coldly, "Didn't you just throw all his things at Xiao Xia's house without saying a word? Then keep this pot of things." What are you doing?"

She walked over and picked up the potted plant on his table and threw it on the ground. With a loud sound, the pot fell apart.

Lu Shaoqing trembled, the hand holding the pen suddenly tightened, and his knuckles turned white from the force.

He still said, "Go and see him."

"What do I think?! I went to see him and he didn't come with me. He insisted on waiting for you to go back and apologize to you! He is so big that I can't carry it on my back. I don't care about you. I'm on the plane in an hour. You Do it yourself!"

Ye Chan stepped on her high heels angrily and left. Lu Shaoqing called inside and asked the secretary to help find a small flower pot.

He called Ying Changqing and asked if he was at home.

Ying Changqing said: "I've already joined the crew with my brother and sister Nana, and I'm about to receive related training. What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Lu Shaoqing called Xia Xingge again and asked if he was still at home.

"Not here." Xia Xingge's side was very noisy, and there was music coming, "I'm participating in an event in another place, with my mother, and I'm going to sing on stage soon. What's wrong?"

"It's okay. Sing well." Lu Shaoqing hung up the phone, and the secretary just brought the flower pot.

The secretary saw the splashed soil from the broken flower pots on the ground and wanted to help clean it up.Lu Shaoqing stopped her, "I'll do it myself. Go ahead."

After the secretary left, he squatted on the ground with the flower pot, swept the splashed soil together with his hands, and put it into a new flower pot.Xiong Tongzi lost many leaves. He buried the roots in the soil and put those leaves into the flower pot.Xie Lan told him that this plant only needs one leaf to survive.

He put the new pot back in its old place on his desk, next to a picture frame.In the photo frame is a photo of him and Xie Lan, which was taken about three years ago, when Xie Lan only reached his shoulder.He hooked Xie Lan's shoulder, and Xie Lan put his arms around his waist.The two looked at the camera and smiled happily.

It was his sister who helped them take pictures. His sister pressed the shutter several times in a row, and said, "I haven't seen you smiling so happily in many years. You, smiling more can make you [-]% more handsome."

He couldn't help laughing even more when he said this.

Xie Lan hugged his waist with both hands, looked up at him and said, "Ah, forty percent."

He took the photo out of the frame, shredded it in a paper shredder, left the office, and went home.

Xie Lan squatted against his door, stood up immediately when she saw him, and said "I'm sorry" in a muffled voice.

Lu Shaoqing raised his hand to touch his forehead, it was very hot.He felt very heavy, "Go to the hospital first."

He turned around to press the elevator, Xie Lan followed him, hesitant to speak.

Xie Lan couldn't hold it anymore, her eyelids closed together, she swayed a few times and fell to the ground in a faint.

Lu Shaoqing turned pale with shock, and quickly reached out to pull him. "Xie Lan!"

……

……

"How is Xie Lan?"

"Wake up, recuperate."

"I said—" Ying Changqing sat on the swing chair of Zheng Xingrong's house and swayed gently. He stepped on the ground to increase the shaking, and changed his hand to hold the phone, and then said, "You guys are going too far." , you bullied our President Lu too much. Knowing that he is soft-hearted, you still use bitter tricks to make him feel bad. This hurts too much. You can't do this when you are in a relationship. Talk about things and discuss things. Everyone should cherish your body and life. You You can't teach bad kids."

Ye Chan said: "Being sick is because Xie Lan is too honest. She has to wait for someone to apologize to him every day. I just directed that sex scene. They haven't made any progress for so many years. I couldn't wait and had to act."

"Why is Xie Lan going to kneel? Do you think it's too presumptuous to confess suddenly?"

"He failed to confess and kissed my brother forcibly, and was slapped."

Ying Changqing let out a "tsk" and muttered, "Why do these young people like to force kiss..."

Ye Chan grasped the point and immediately became interested: "You were kissed too?"

"No no no no..."

"Xiao Xia is also useless, it took so long to force a kiss. Another person would have raped you thousands of times."

"What are you talking about, sister!" Ying Changqing couldn't laugh or cry, "Can you say something better?"

Ye Chan said: "I won't talk nonsense with you. I have a chance to help Xie Lan. I'm getting old, and I won't be at ease if I don't solve my brother's lifelong affairs. You study the piano hard, and I'll check the results after a while."

Ying Changqing finds it strange to listen to her talk, what do you mean you will feel worried when you are old?It's the same as explaining the funeral, it's too sad and inappropriate.But before he had time to say anything, Ye Chan hung up the phone.

He was sitting alone under a tree swinging, and when he looked up, his eyes were full of gray, and his mood unconsciously became depressed.The swing swayed and stopped, and he put his hands on his knees, thinking about Lu Shaoqing.He felt that their experiences were a bit similar, they both didn't want the person he liked to fall in love with him.But their likes are different.Thinking about it again, the relationship between the two couples is also different. Fortunately, I have no relationship with Xia Xingge, and my brother and brother are all yelling.

No...Lu Shaoqing and Xie Lan are not biological father and son, and have no blood relationship at all...

So Xie Lan's pursuit of Lu Shaoqing is understandable.Maybe Lu Shaoqing really regarded himself as his father, so he couldn't accept it.

In the afternoon, Ying Changqing and Zheng Xingrong drove to the neighboring city to pay homage to the original author of the novel they were about to start filming, that is, Lin Susu's grandfather.

The old man passed away last year, and the work was entrusted to his granddaughter to handle it.The original was a manuscript of 50 words. Lin Susu typed it out by hand, printed and bound two copies, and gave one to Zheng Xingrong's father.Teacher Zheng decided to shoot it after watching it, and asked Zheng Xingrong and Ying Changqing to star.Zheng Xingrong played Duke Huan of Qi, and Ying Changqing played the horn bell.Teacher Zheng was afraid of delaying the development of Ying Changqing, so he didn't want to find him later, but Zheng Xingrong felt that the junior brother was very suitable for the role, so he still sent him the novel.

They chatted in Lu Shaoqing's office that day.Lu Shaoqing and Zhang Nana expressed that they fully respect Ying Changqing's opinion and let him have the freedom to choose the script he likes, except for gay films.Ying Changqing exercised her right to choose freely, and Pidianer followed Zheng Xingrong into the crew.

After they came back, they went to see Mr. Zheng to see how the venue was going. They had dinner together in the evening. Mr. Zheng said that he would find a teacher to teach him to play the guqin soon and asked him to study hard.They didn't leave after dinner, they discussed some issues with the script together, and then booked a hotel to sleep.

After entering the bed, Ying Changqing soon fell asleep. He dreamed that Lu Shaoqing and Xie Lan got married, and he and Xia Xingge were the best men of both sides.Xia Xingge received the bouquet thrown by Lu Shaoqing, turned around and gave it to him, took out the diamond ring and proposed to him.

He shook his head frantically and said, "No, no, no... You want to be the king of Asian singers, I can't delay you..."

Xia Xingge said angrily: "Who will be the king of Asian singers! I only want you!"

Ye Chan played tricks on the side, and taught Xia Xingge to kneel at his door, using bitter tricks.

Xia Xingge knelt down with a thud, Ying Changqing woke up suddenly, covered in sweat.

He jumped out of bed to open the door, only to be relieved to see no one at the door and go back to lie down.

Frankly speaking, he couldn't bear it, if Xia Xingge knelt at his door even for a few minutes, he would die of heartache, let alone knelt until he got sick!Pushing him back then made him hit a bag on the head and almost lost his memory, he regretted it to death.Fortunately, Xiao Xia has never done such a thing to stimulate him in the past few years.

Oh yes.He's had revenge, he's had his hair cut, his ears pierced, and he's got tattoos.It's all because he called his mother back then.It caused him to do everything possible to get rid of this label, tossing himself into the stupid look he is now, and he still feels very manly.

After that, Ying Changqing often dreamed of him. In the dream, Xia Xingge always had the same long hair as before. The chestnut hair seemed to be quenched by the sun, and she pulled a ponytail behind her head, which was very beautiful.The white earphone wire hangs from his ear to his chest. He dreamed that the other party took off one earphone and handed it to him, showing dimples with a smile, and said, "Listen."

He stuffed those headphones in his ears, but never knew what he was listening to, and couldn't remember the melody when he woke up.I just remember that in my dream, I couldn't help but raise my hand to touch his ear, rubbing his soft earlobe over and over again, as if repeatedly checking whether there was a gap on it.

He also often dreamed of the night he was in bed with him.The other party was drunk that night, and he also drank a lot, and the two of them smelled of alcohol.In reality that night, he only washed his face with a wet towel and wiped his hands and feet, but in his dream, he took off his clothes, soaked him in the bathtub, and poured some shower gel into the water, which smelled like grass.He stirred the water with his hands, and immediately a pool of foam came out.

The man's body was smooth, white and clean, with no tattoos on his body.

But it didn't take long for a black pattern to appear on his lower abdomen. The pattern seemed to grow from under his skin, and soon formed a long string of letters, a total of thirteen—that was the pinyin of his name. .

The tattoo stings back and forth in his eyes, making him restless.He dreamed that he bent down, held him down regardless of his struggle, and bit his skin with his teeth, trying to destroy the tattoo.

But this method doesn't work.If he gnawed off a layer of his skin, the tattoo would continue to grow down, grow into his flesh, and be carved on his bones.

He can't destroy it.

At the end of that dream, he was always sad and desperate, with tears streaming down his face.

This night, he was suddenly a little stubborn, trying to figure out what the song he heard in his dream was.He went to the APP to search for Xia Xingge's name, chose to add all songs, and chose to play all songs.Then put on the headphones, close your eyes, relax your body, and let your mind drift.

The next morning, he found himself having a wet dream.But I don't know which song I listened to before falling asleep.

He took out his mobile phone from under the quilt, wanting to see what happened.

--out of battery.