intracranial fetters

Cheng Lin saw the message from Xia Chuan when he got home after taking a shower and was about to rest, "Good night". Cheng Lin thought about it for a while but still didn't reply to the message. It seemed a bit ambiguous to him to say good night to each other deliberately.

Some things should not be left alone, Cheng Lin lay on the bed and closed his eyes.

It was almost noon when I woke up, and my body was dripping with sweat.In recent years, Cheng Lin's biological clock has always woken him up very punctually in the morning, and today it went on strike completely.

Cheng Lin frowned when he thought of the long dream last night, and looked at the time, he had already missed a meeting, Cheng Lin closed his eyes and stretched out his hands to rub his temples.

There was another photogenic interview in the afternoon, Cheng Lin cheered up and went to the company.

The assistant knocked on the door and handed over the reporter's interview outline, as well as a prepared answer. Cheng Lin looked at it twice, understood the question roughly, nodded, put it aside, and began to deal with some other matters. Work.

The interview location was in Cheng Lin's office. The reporter arrived early and waited in the living room. The assistant let him in when the time came.

The reporter looks about 30 years old, his name is Zheng Wenkai, and he has a mature posture. Cheng Lin glanced at the reporter, and the other magazine probably knew that it was just a formality to send such a person here today, and he didn't know what it was. Bold or smart.

After the camera equipment was ready, Zheng Wenkai started to ask questions according to the procedure, recorded the voice with a voice recorder, and took a pen to jot down the content of the conversation with Cheng Lin in a notebook, not forgetting to have eye contact with Cheng Lin, which can be regarded as quite satisfactory.

After asking the last question on the syllabus, Zheng Wenkai asked again just as the casual photographer was about to pack up his things: "When the 712 Pearl Building incident happened four years ago, can you tell me about your relationship with Mrs. Cheng?" ?”

Then Cheng Lin raised his eyebrows and looked at the person in front of him seriously.

The photographer at the side coughed intentionally and winked at Zheng Wenkai.

Zheng Wenkai seemed not to notice, holding a pen and waiting for Cheng Lin's answer.

The assistant at the side stepped forward and bowed politely to Zheng Wenkai, "This question is not within the scope of the interview. Mr. Cheng has other things to attend to. Please follow me. This way please."

The photographer is a cunning old man in his 50s and [-]s. He responded with a smile and dragged Zheng Wenkai away.

The assistant came back after a while, Cheng Lin looked at the file without looking up, "Check him."

The assistant bowed and went out.

After dealing with the relevant documents of the morning meeting, Cheng Lin frowned thinking about what the reporter mentioned just now.

No one is clean on this path, and if you want to clean up, you don’t have to talk about it. Most of the people in the Cheng family are persuaded to agree to clean up. Actions are needed, and some threats to get rid of them can only be regarded as preparatory work.

The Mingzhu Building fire incident four years ago was just a victim of whitewashing. That building was a tourist attraction project in charge of a company that was hostile to Cheng at that time. Shi just happened to discover some problems in their engineering, and then made some manipulations based on the existence of the problems, which caused a fire.

Because of the high number of casualties and the popularity of social media at that time, netizens’ discussions had already affected the agenda setting of traditional media. When the topic fission deepened and the public began to speculate on the cause behind the fire, the parties involved in the accident and the families of the victims and Most of the media fell silent.Things ended up falling apart.

It is not the other party who does the sealing work, but Cheng.

Cheng Lin knows how to deal with a person's panic. Under the condition that the opponent cannot be completely cut off, instead of driving the opponent to a dead end and making the other party want to die, it is better to let him live in fear that he will step into a dead end.

In fact, there are many other ways to prevent the other party from threatening him, and it is safer for Cheng himself to avoid harming innocent people as much as possible, but this is the fastest and most effective way, so Cheng Lin did it.

The old housekeeper said at the time that he was in a hurry for success, and Cheng Lin thought he was in a hurry.

Because he promised Lin Chan that he would give him a stable life as soon as possible, and leave this dirty and bloody road as soon as possible.

No matter what method is used, there will be sacrifices, and Cheng Lin will be emotional and soft-hearted, but most of these are given to Lin Chan, and he will not regret the decisions he has made.

Even if this promise has not been fulfilled until now, even if Lin Chan is no longer by her side.

Cheng Lin looked at the sunset outside the window and took a deep breath.

After returning home from dinner at night, he frowned unhappily at the fact that there was no one at home, pulled off his tie and put on his shirt and lay down on the bed.

After thinking about Lin Chan who doesn't like home, she began to think why Xia Chuan couldn't stay at home properly.

His acting skills are so poor that he is still busy filming all day long.

Thinking of Yang Xi and the others being happy together all day, Cheng Lin felt a little uncomfortable for a while, and was a little bored, so he simply got up and flipped through the other film and television dramas that Xia Chuan participated in after entering the entertainment industry, as well as the videos of the dramas he participated in when he was in college. come out and see.

Cheng Lin asked his assistant to help find these after Xia Chuan mentioned the university last time.

It's not a bad thing to know more about the people you live with. After all, you have to find some topics for your usual chat dialogue.

Cheng Lin fast-forwarded and looked at some of Xia Chuan's recent works. Finally, he couldn't stand it and closed the window. He didn't know what kind of mentality he was in and clicked on the video of Xia Chuan's performance in a drama in college.

Xia Chuan's role is a high school student who has an unidentified affection for a female teacher. The quality of the video is not good, and it even gave Xia Chuan's white shirt a halo.

Xia Chuan recited the lines:

"The world is small, so small that it can only hold those things we care about, love and imagination are mixed together, and they are lingering to death.

The turbid liquid, the fishy smell of life, the memory embedded in the nerve endings of the fingertips, and the long-lasting desire built by greed.

The dry lips contain a wet tongue, and the dull blue presses the red fish.

Tropical fish swim in the jungle, tinnitus disappears in the mouth.

The noise became a mute whimper amidst the ambiguity. "[Note 1]

Xia Chuan's performance was not considered professional, but somehow made people feel obscure and depressed.

Cheng Lin felt that his expression was a bit familiar, but he didn't think why he didn't care. He chose a few other dramas to watch. Looking at the people on the screen, Cheng Lin squinted his eyes. No matter how much experience I have in filming, my acting skills in the current works will not be so poor.

Just as he was thinking, Xia Chuan's good night call came.

"What are you doing?" Cheng Lin asked.

"Just finished filming and ready to rest, how about you?"

Cheng Lin glanced at the time at the bottom right of the screen, "I'm watching your movie."

"What's so beautiful about it."

"And the play you performed in college."

"A drama? Where did you find the video?" Xia Chuan was a little surprised, "Stop watching it, it's quite childish."

"I think it's pretty good. If you're as serious about filming and TV acting as you are in college dramas, you won't be scolded for being poor. You don't want to be popular?"

Xia Chuan's Adam's apple twitched, and said with a smile, "There is no one among us who doesn't want to be popular, and if I don't want to be popular, I can't blame Mr. Chen."

"You're with me just because you want to be popular?" Cheng Lin raised his eyebrows with interest.

Xia Chuan picked at the edge of his bathrobe, "It's not just that, everyone likes a powerful person like you."

"You like me too?"

Xia Chuan was stunned for a moment, then said after thinking for a while, "I actually like women."

Cheng Lin smiled, "It's getting late, you go to bed early. Film well there, and I'll introduce you to you later."

"Thank you, Mr. Chen, and good night."

"Well, go to sleep."

Xia Chuan looked at the warm orange light of the bedside table lamp, and his thoughts drifted away. When he recovered, he remembered that his hair hadn't been dried yet, and the temperature of the air conditioner seemed a little too low.I didn't get up either, I just wrapped the quilt tightly.

As soon as Cheng Lin put down his cell phone, Lin Chan called. He asked in a questioning tone, "Who are you talking to for so long?"

Cheng Lin didn't answer, "Why did you think of calling me to thank me for my service that day? You're welcome."

"Is that Xia Chuan?"

"Didn't you never think of being friends with me, are you taking it easy now?"

Lin Chan took a deep breath, "Are you serious with him?"

"I'm serious about you, but I'm looking for someone to live with."

Lin Chan was silent for a while before smiling and said, "Okay, just him. It's good."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Chan still didn't tell him why she called him.

Cheng Lin still remembers a passage in one of Lin Chan's favorite books, to the effect that he is so happy that he does not have interpersonal relationships and has time to be alone in a daze, "do not think too much about meaningless things, and live alone and forget about emotion." [ Note 2]

Cheng Lin doesn't think that Lin Chan will be lonely, he is the most dazzling person he has ever seen, and he can't help but attract people's eyes, so no matter where he is, as long as he wants, he can make a lot of friends, and he will be unrestrained. Life is quite suitable for him.

Lin Chan said once before that he can stay with Cheng Lin, but he needs to live a stable life.

Cheng Lin also worked hard to do this, even no matter how busy he was for a while, he would eat three meals at home with Lin Chan. For him, two people together and having a home is a stable life.But Lin Chan didn't think so.

Cheng Lin couldn't understand Lin Chan's Anwen, and he couldn't understand that he kept talking about Anwen and still ran around by himself every few days.Cheng Lin would send someone to follow him every time, and it became easier and easier to get lost after a few years.

Perhaps what Lin Chan wants is not stability but freedom, but how can freedom be possible?Lin Chan is sometimes innocent like a child.

There are too many debts on my body, there is no way out, and there will be no day when all threats will be eradicated, so I can only restrain the ambitions and undercurrents around me to get barely stable.

When Xia Chuan woke up the next day, his throat was so sore that he had difficulty swallowing.

The manager next to me is newly sent, tall and tall, just over 1.7 meters, and looks like a strong woman. There is a very small name named A Nuo. She was originally in charge of a few interns who were about to debut, but it was changed to Bring yourself, probably because you have a financial backer.

Looking at Xia Chuan's messy hair, A Nuo knew that it was the reason why he didn't dry it last night. After a long time of blaming, he still asked, "Do you need me to take a half-day off for you?"

Xia Chuan shook his head with a wry smile, how could he be so delicate, it was common for him not to blow his hair and turn on the air conditioner when he was in college, "I have a small cold, I'll drink a glass of warm water and take some cold medicine and it will be fine."

After resting for a while, the feeling of discomfort was indeed relieved a lot, my voice was a little hoarse but it sounded quite magnetic.

[The author has something to say]: Note 1 was edited by me, Note 2 is from the original paragraph of the translated version of "Towards Another Country" by Daido Moriyama: "In extreme terms, I don't have and don't want to have human relationships. For me, the most The important thing is to have time to be alone in a daze, that’s all. Then, feel a little bit of joy in the small and safe shopping behaviors of fresh supermarkets, convenience stores, and [-]-yen stores, without unnecessary thinking. Live in solitude and forgetfulness.”

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