Brothers want to take me solo every day

"Hello everyone, we are WAS."

Gao Yi'ang couldn't remember how many times he had stood on the stage with five other people and introduced himself like this in unison. When the six of them bowed together, he was in a trance for a moment, and it was rare for him to be distracted.

At this time, Gao Yi'ang suddenly remembered what Song Minglang had said to him when he first approached him.

Song Minglang said that people have the right and freedom to choose to live alone, but if a person does not even feel the warmth of society and groups, it is a very terrible thing.

At that time, I didn’t take it seriously, because he was used to shutting himself in the room alone, playing synthesizers, playing musical instruments, making music, singing, and was very bad at getting along with other people.

But now he began to re-examine himself, thinking about the meaning of the community.

After the event, Zhang Yun drove over to pick him up and sent him directly to the airport, while the others went back to the hotel first. They had a group interview tomorrow, so they could only stay here and wait for the reporters.

Zhang Yun said while driving in the car, "My uncle booked the ticket for you."

It turned out that Song Minglang called Zhang Yun again, and Zhang Yun honestly admitted his mistake to him, saying that he had already told them everything.

Song Minglang sighed and told her that Zhang Yun knew that Song Minglang had already rushed to the hospital in Haicheng.

Song Minglang's tone was a little helpless, "Is your uncle such a cold-blooded person in your mind? I'm just afraid that telling them too early will affect their emotions."

He had known for a long time that Gao Yi'ang would not abandon the performance and leave directly, so he let Zhang Yun hide it from them for the time being.

Zhang Yun felt a little embarrassed that she had misunderstood him, and was a little moved by Song Minglang, "Uncle... I knew that you are the most hard-spoken and soft-hearted person in the world."

"But you didn't do your job well, and you disclosed the matter to them in advance," Song Minglang changed the subject, and said mercilessly, "I will ask the finance department to deduct one month's salary from you."

Zhang Yun's face collapsed in an instant, "..."

Originally, she didn't earn much a month, and her salary was deducted. It was too difficult for her, so she knew that Song Minglang would not let her go so easily.

Gao Yi'ang nodded, originally wanted Zhang Yun to thank Song Minglang for him, but thought that he would see him soon when he returned to Haicheng, so he didn't say anything.

……

Ji Ningzhi and the others returned to the hotel, his mood was not very high, and the others did not come

For bothering him, only Shi Yifeng told him to have a good rest at night, and to cheer up to deal with the reporters tomorrow.

Ji Ningzhi nodded, turned around and went back to his room.

As soon as he entered the room, he lay on his back on the big bed, looked at the hotel's chandelier and sighed.

He calculated the time, Brother Ang should have already boarded the plane at this time, he would definitely not be able to get through if he called, he wondered what Brother Song was doing.

One thing he couldn't figure out was why Song Minglang asked Zhang Yun to hide it from them.

A few times, he picked up the phone, wanting to call Song Minglang to ask for clarification, but a few times, he put down the phone, and still didn't have the courage to call.

Subconsciously, he felt that Song Minglang was not that kind of person, but the fact was that he couldn't think of other possibilities for a while.

He went to take a shower and came out, with a towel covering his head, the original hair style made by the stylist was gone, the soft hair stuck to his cheeks, and the eyelashes were still stained with water.

Hearing a knock on the door, he asked cautiously, "Who?"

The voice outside the door was a somewhat clear and cold boyish voice, "Hello, do you need to sleep with me?"

Ji Ningzhi quickly opened the door, and plunged into the embrace of the visitor.

The people outside the door were too tall, and Ji Ningzhi had to put his feet on his feet when he hooked his neck. He buried his head in his shoulder blades, smelling the clear scent of cologne on his body.

The water droplets from Ji Ningzhi's hair fell on Tong Jian's neck, and it slid all the way down. The strange touch made his Adam's apple slide up and down.

"Brother Tong..."

Hearing the child's aggrieved voice, Tong Jian immediately picked him up, brought him into the room, let him sit on the edge of the bed, and brushed his still wet hair.

Ji Ningzhi lowered his head obediently.

Tong Jian's action of wiping someone's hair was very rough, Ji Ningzhi's hair was messed up by him, he raised his head, and stared at him resentfully.

Tong Jian looked calm, her face didn't turn red and her heart didn't beat, "It's going to be quick like this."

After drying his hair, he folded the towel and put it aside, Ji Ningzhi took the opportunity to shrink into the quilt, pushed aside the quilt beside him, and patted Tong Jian happily.

Tong Jian lay down, and Ji Ningzhi squeezed towards him, leaning on his shoulder.

Ji Ningzhi leaned against him and played with his mobile phone for a while, then said to Tong Jian, "Brother Tong, I'm sleepy."

"Go to sleep," Tong Jian whispered.

It seemed that he was really just here to provide the service of accompanying and sleeping. Without saying a word, Ji Ningzhi closed his eyes, and he could feel Tong Jian's gaze on him

, is a very gentle and tolerant line of sight, which makes people feel very safe.

He couldn't help shrinking down again, and buried half of his face in the quilt.

Tong Jian stared at his sleeping face, and after an unknown amount of time, his fingers brushed across his face.

He brushed away the broken hair from Ji Ningzhi's face, put one hand into his hair and pinned the back of his head, and pressed a light, extremely gentle kiss on his forehead.

Ji Ningzhi's eyelashes trembled slightly like a fluttering butterfly, and Tong Jian murmured soothingly, "Go to sleep."

"Don't be afraid," Tong Jian pulled his hair behind his ears and whispered in his ear, "No matter what happens, I will be by your side."

His voice was like a feather, quite different from his usual indifferent appearance, as if only this person in front of him could make him show such a soft side.

The hair of different hair colors was intertwined because the two were too close together, making it difficult to distinguish for a moment. Ji Ningzhi's hand in front of him was covered and slowly clenched.

……

The next day, Ji Ningzhi still didn't hear from Gao Yi'ang, but instead received a call from Jiang Qun. Jiang Qun told him that Jiang Minglai had passed away and asked him if he wanted to come to the funeral.

Ji Ningzhi hesitated for a moment, Jiang Qun seemed to be aware of his hesitation, and explained that many people from all walks of life would come to express their condolences, and his appearance at the funeral would not be unexpected, so Ji Ningzhi agreed.

On the day of the funeral, the weather was not very good. It had been raining since the morning, and the sky was overcast. Ji Ningzhi wore a black windbreaker, and the wind blew his clothes up.

Jiang Minglai was a very superstitious person. He did not allow others to cremate him after his death, so his family followed his last wish, put him in a coffin and buried him in the soil.

Jiang Qun didn't lie to him. Many people came to express their condolences on the day of the funeral. The private cemetery was crowded with people.

Most of his friends are insiders, some of them have long since retired, and there are many faces who were well-known back then but have not seen for a long time now.

It was very windy today, Ji Ningzhi was holding a black umbrella, but there were still raindrops hitting his face, the rainwater slid across his porcelain white skin, dripped from his chin, and the eyelashes were also stained with raindrops, like It is the dew on the petals, wanting to fall but not falling.

He held a bouquet of calla lilies in his arms, as white and pure as snow.

I don't know how many people passed by him, inadvertently glanced at this and other

The young man who was silent to others was so amazed beyond words.

He was different from others, he came alone, without a partner by his side, standing straight outside the crowd, looking at the tombstone from a distance, like a wind, he would leave at any time.

At this time, no one dared to strike up a conversation with him, only a young man patted him on the shoulder.

Ji Ningzhi turned his head, the water droplets on his eyelashes fell on his face with his movements, and ran across his cheeks like tears.

The man admired the beautiful scenery without any hint of intimacy. He felt emotional in his heart, and reminded him with a smile, "Go and offer flowers, it's time."

Ji Ningzhi nodded, went to the grave to put down the bouquet he brought, and returned to the crowd, the man in the black suit was still there.

The man's face is very ordinary, but he has a clear and stable temperament. The most noticeable part of his whole body is that he wears a watch inlaid with diamonds on his hand. The watch strap is as thin as a woman's model and has a beautiful logo printed on it. .

He asked Ji Ningzhi, "Do you know me?"

Ji Ningzhi shook his head, the man didn't care at all, he nodded with a smile, "My surname is Qin."

"Hello, Mr. Qin."

Mr. Qin asked curiously, "What is your relationship with Mr. Jiang?"

Ji Ningzhi turned his head and silently looked at the black and white photo of the man on the tombstone. He didn't know how to describe it. After a long time, he slowly said, "He is like a father."

Mr. Qin smiled and looked at his side face, "So that's how it is."

He smiled like a father who dotes on his child too much, and when he looked at Ji Ningzhi, he looked at his own child.

I don't know how long it took, but Ji Ningzhi only heard the man say, "See you again when we have a chance."

He turned his head, and the man had disappeared. He looked around, but he didn't see that tall and straight figure. He was a little dazed, and even thought that he was just having a dream.

"Who are you looking for?"

Jiang Qun didn't know when he appeared behind him. The man who was half a head taller lowered his eyes and leaned into his ear and asked.

Ji Ningzhi shivered from the cold of the rain, he took a step back, and distanced himself from others as they looked at him curiously. After all, the person who died today was his father, and he deserved the most attention.

Jiang Qun didn't care either, he seemed to be obsessed with the answer to the question just now, so he asked again, "Who are you looking for?"

Ji Ningzhi was afraid that he would go crazy at Jiang Minglai's funeral, so he quickly replied, "I'm looking for someone in a black suit and a pair of gloves.

The man on the watch, who was still talking to me just now, is gone now. "

Jiang Qun's expression softened slightly, but after hearing Ji Ningzhi's description, he raised his eyebrows strangely again, "Is his surname Qin? You don't even know him?"

Ji Ningzhi, "...Should I know him?"

Jiang Qun seemed to be amused by his confident tone, and he explained patiently, "That's the boss of your Shengfang Entertainment, Qin Youyou."

Ji Ningzhi was so shocked that he couldn't speak. After a while, he felt embarrassed again. No wonder Mr. Qin asked him if he recognized him. I didn't expect him to be so stupid that even his boss didn't recognize him. .

By the time he goes back, he won't have been blocked by Sheng Fang, right?

Jiang Qun didn't care too much, "I didn't expect him to come too, I'm so bored."

However, Ji Ningzhi has already started to protect his boss and speak for him, "Maybe he really knows Mr. Jiang?"

Jiang Qun's pretty fox eyes seemed to be smiling but not smiling, "He knows everyone in this circle."

It was only then that Ji Ningzhi remembered that he had indeed heard someone mention the boss surnamed Qin before. Ji Ningzhi didn't say his name just now, so he should know him?

Although he didn't know how he caught the attention of this busy boss, his first feeling told him that he was a very nice and gentle gentleman.

The author has something to say: This is the Mr. Qin that Brother Feng mentioned before who encouraged him to transform into a singing and dancing singer. He probably won’t have much role in the future, just let him show his face

Ji Ningzhi in Qin's eyes: cute, cash cow, his own entertainer, cute, cute, cute

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感谢在2020-08-0419:43:21~2020-08-0517:58:17期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw mines: 1 tree;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 7 bottles of Da Zaisang's young lady;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!