intracranial fetters

Cheng Lin frowned, "How long will you go this time? The Cheng family's hands will be clean soon."

Lin Chan looked at Cheng Lin, "How long is it now?"

"It's just a few months."

Lin Chan smiled, "Then congratulations to the Cheng family."

Cheng Lin was silent.

The soup dumplings came, steaming hot.

Lin Chan picked up one of the chopsticks and blew on the hot air, "Are you still sitting here and want some soup dumplings?"

"You know why I have been in such a hurry to clear my name these past few years." Cheng Lin said in a deep voice.

Lin Chan didn't raise her head, "I don't know, and I don't want to know. I just want to know when you will remove the group of people you sent by my side. We have been separated for a long time."

"I'm protecting you."

Lin Chan laughed, "You should leave this benefit to Xia Chuan."

"Don't make trouble?"

Lin Chan raised the corner of her mouth and stared into Cheng Lin's eyes, "I'm making trouble? If you really want my safety, you should stay away from me and have nothing to do with me. I'm serious when I say this, really serious .”

Cheng Lin didn't speak.

Lin Chan got very impatient for a moment, stood up abruptly, put the money under the table, turned and left.

Cheng Lin looked at Lin Chan's back, and finally asked, "Are you still concerned about your brother?"

Lin Chan didn't turn her head back.

Cheng Lin suddenly wanted to smoke a cigarette.

After a lot of things happen, you will comfort yourself, it’s over, it’s all over, it’s not important anymore.

But in fact, maybe it's not really letting go, you just bury it in your heart.

Grow into a looming thorn that pops up when you're less determined.

For example, in a dream.

Caught off guard, fetters of old dreams.

Cheng Lin's few nightmares are all about Lin Chan.

Dreams and reality are mixed together, and I don't know which one scares me more.

A few days ago, he dreamed again that he was trapped in that small and dark warehouse, and Lin Chan was also holding a gun by his side and weeping all over his face.

I have never felt that the black muzzle of the gun will make me feel dizzy and feel like I am falling endlessly.

But at the moment when Lin Chan pointed the gun at him, he couldn't see any hope, no light.

Lin Chan choked with sobs, my brother was in their hands.

Lin Chan pointed the gun at himself twice, once because he lied to him and kept hiding the blood on his hand.The second time was because of his younger brother.

The first time he didn't shoot, maybe because he cared about himself, but the second time he survived only because the rescuer came in time and took away his gun.

Lin Chan will shoot, just give him a few more seconds.

Cheng Lin knew that he saw the determination in Lin Chan's eyes.

But this can be forgiven, because his brother is in the hands of others, it can be forgiven.

Forgive me, he did nothing wrong.

It's just that relatives are always more important than lovers to him.

So I can only acquiesce in Lin Chan's actions every time he takes a woman home to visit relatives, and then stay alone at their home.So I could only be silent and careful in the low pressure after Lin Chan came back from visiting his brother every time.

It's not that Cheng Lin didn't have vicious thoughts, causing his relatives to die in accidents, and the only person he cared about was himself, but he just thought that he was afraid that there would be a day when things would happen.

In matters that would touch Lin Chan's bottom line, I don't want to take any risks at all.

Lin Chan's younger brother was still young when he was kidnapped and left some psychological trauma, so he found the best psychologist himself.When Lin Chan's parents passed away, he held the most magnificent funeral in Lin Chan's family against the pressure of Cheng's family.

I want the best for him in everything.

It's not that I have no relatives, no pressure, and even bear more things than Lin Chan, but I have always chosen Lin Chan.

Why can't Lin Chan choose herself once?

Once is fine.

When Cheng Lin returned to the office, the assistant was already waiting.

Cheng Lin opened Zheng Wenkai's files and flipped through them.

"Zheng Wenkai is investigating the matter of Hotel C?"

"Well, the day before yesterday a girl was stabbed by the youngest son of the Wang family in the hotel corridor and died of excessive blood loss. She must have taken drugs, but now the claim is that the man has a mental illness."

Cheng Lin raised his eyebrows, "I remember that Hotel C is the den of the Zhang family's drug dealers?"

"Well, I can't get rid of the relationship, but Zheng Wenkai should not be able to find the Zhang family."

"Give him some clues in the past few days and let him dig by himself."

The assistant frowned, "It's useless to dig it out, and it can't be reported."

"It's enough to dig out a little bit of trouble."

The assistant nodded, and just as he was about to turn around and go out, Cheng Lin stopped him again, "I'll tell you, follow Lin Chan's old A group, don't hide, follow them openly, and take the guys who eat with you. Wait for these guys Give them a holiday after the month's limelight has passed."

"Okay, do you want to send more brothers to the old house?"

"No, Lao Cheng is the most picky place to hide from the limelight." Cheng Lin smiled.

Xia Chuan took this play before he got Cheng Lin. The teacher who brought him into the circle really looked down on his previous roles, so he helped him find this play.

Although it is a pawn role, it is more controversial whether it is good or evil. To put it simply, it is easy to become popular.Xia Chuan was still frowning with embarrassment at that time, the teacher gave him a pat on the back of the head, "Why are you still not satisfied with the role I chose for you?"

Xia Chuan quickly shook his head, "Satisfied."

But Xia Chuan was actually not that satisfied.

It's not that Xia Chuan has never met good characters, nor is he not good at choosing roles, but he came into this industry because of money, and he didn't need a lot of money to make ends meet.

At the beginning, I was serious about performing drama because it was a hobby, but it changed when my hobby became a job. There were too many rules and regulations.

Xiachuan people are smart, good-looking, and qualified, but they don’t have big ambitions. When they were young, the teacher asked the students what they wanted to be. Some said that they wanted to be astronauts, and some said that they wanted to be scientists. These are some grand ambitions. It’s Xiachuan’s turn. , Xia Chuan said that he wanted to be a tree.

The teacher thought that he would say some touching remarks about giving people shade, but Xia Chuan said that a tree can live longer than a human just by drinking water, inhaling air, and being exposed to the sun. Being a tree is the easiest way to live.

Later, Xia Chuan's father found out and chased him and beat him, "I'll give you an ax and you'll know whether you want to be a tree." Xia Chuan ran fast, but his father didn't chase after him, and the two of them became tired after a few steps , one big and one small lying on the deck chairs shaking cattail fans to bask in the sun.

Xia Chuan’s thoughts have never changed. Being a tree is a good thing. Now everyone is more and more aware of environmental protection. Whoever has nothing to do with a machete for a tree? It must be a good tree if he grows so delicate and becomes a tree. So no matter how bad it is, at most they will be chopped off and used as furniture for rich people, which is pretty good.

Originally, Xia Chuan entered the circle, mixed with good and bad, and he was able to achieve his life goal and was relaxing in front of the tree, but he was slashed by a surname Cheng. Pull back.

Gradually, Xia Chuan became a little unwilling.

Maybe it's because I envy Lin Chan, maybe it's just because I also liked a person named Cheng Lin.

Maybe it’s not like liking it. It’s more like sucking candy alone in bed when I was a child. In fact, candy is not very delicious, but it is addictive.

Xia Chuan had never liked anyone, but at that time his feeling for Cheng Lin was the closest to liking.

When Xia Chuan saw Cheng Lin for the first time, he was still in high school and went to the university to visit his aunt who was teaching. The aunt took him to a lecture given by an outstanding student representative, and Cheng Lin was in it.

Xia Chuan thought at the time, Cheng Lin was so good-looking, masculine, unruly and a little arrogant, like an eagle soaring in the sky, much more handsome than those school girls.

From then on, Xia Chuan frequently skipped classes and wandered around Cheng Lin University, but he did not meet Cheng Lin a few times, but he still talked to him, pretending to be a lost university visitor and asking him which lake was where in the school.

So Xia Chuan had the greatest ambition in his life, to be admitted to Cheng Lin's university.

After struggling for the whole third year of high school, he was still a few points away from Cheng Lin University, but fortunately, he was admitted by the nearby M University, and Xia Chuan didn't feel it was a pity. He felt that it was enough to look at Cheng Lin from a distance.

But after that, he never met Cheng Lin in Cheng Lin University again.

Xia Chuan was just a little disappointed, but had no other thoughts.

Thinking too much or being too tired.

Xia Chuan can actually tell the difference between the front and the back. When he joined the drama club in college, everyone would gather together to practice pronunciation and lines. Xia Chuan has the best line skills among them.

But he just wanted to call Cheng Lin Mr. Chen, because when he knew Cheng Lin, his surname was Chen.

Every time he called his name, it was like a catharsis of hidden emotions.

It's just that the longer the time, the more confused, why Cheng Lin and himself are together?

Because I am safe and pleasing to the eye, I have no random thoughts about him, it is a physical substitute when Lin Chan is not around, and it is a third party used to make Lin Chan jealous and angry... Anyway, he has no feelings.

So how can I have feelings, and be down-to-earth as a starlet who wants to hug the gold master's thighs and has poor acting skills, just bury some words in my heart.If you want to stay by his side longer, you can only bury some things in your heart.

He doesn't need a substitute who has feelings for him.

But maybe in fact, I can also work hard and film well.

Trying to be brighter, brighter?

People's hearts are greedy. Once you get something, you don't want to live the life you lost.

Xia Chuan didn't want to either.

Xia Chuan got serious and the progress of filming was also very fast. The role of the chess piece didn't have many scenes, so he could finish filming and go back the day after tomorrow.

When I called Cheng Lin at night, Cheng Lin seemed to be in some meeting, and someone beside him was discussing something in a low voice.

Cheng Lin said calmly, "How is today?"

"It's pretty good, the play went by very quickly, and I can go back almost the day after tomorrow."

"Well, do you want to continue shooting when you come back?"

"No, it's finished. I haven't accepted any other dramas yet."

Cheng Lin pressed his sore neck, stood up and walked to the windowsill, "Then I'll take you to rest for a while, where do you want to go?"

Xia Chuan was a little dazed, "Going to play?"

"Well, do you want to go to the sea?"

"You decide, I can go anywhere."

"Okay, come back and call me, I'll pick you up."

"Okay." Xia Chuan was a little confused.

"I still have something to do here, you go to sleep first."

"Well, you should go to bed early too, good night."

"Ah."

A beeping busy tone came from the handset, and Xia Chuan felt that he might suffer from insomnia tonight.

[The author has something to say]: I really want to thank the donor’s father and the little angel who helped recommend the monthly pass, thank you so much