I am the white moonlight of the giants who died early

After being dragged away by Fu Mingrui, the two had to change to another restaurant for dinner. Fu Mingrui had an ugly expression, but Yun Qingcen turned a blind eye. After Fu Mingrui recovered himself, he asked Yun Qingcen: "Why did you tell Jiang Qin that you are Yunqing?" ? Don't you want to meet him?"

Yun Qingcen was eating, and after he finished chewing, he put down the knife and fork before saying, "We recognize each other? Why do we recognize each other?"

Fu Mingrui looked at him.

Yun Qingcen smiled at him with affection, and there seemed to be water in his eyes: "Mingrui, as I said, I only believe in you."

Fu Mingrui's breath suddenly changed, and finally there was a smile on the corner of his mouth. He picked up the knife and fork, and finally started to eat.

Seeing Fu Mingrui eating, Yun Qingcen lowered his head, he doesn't like being bored.

He likes an interesting life.

He also doesn't like supporting roles.

Even if it's a tragedy, he still wants to be the protagonist.

What's the point of a story if everything is settled at the beginning of the story?

How can a chess game that must win be fun?

Yun Qingcen smiled, and put a sliced ​​steak into his mouth. The red wine was fragrant and fragrant. Yun Qingcen tilted his head slightly, and the sun was shining outside, dispelling all the haze.

But he is the haze itself, but who can say that the haze can never replace the sunshine?

After dinner, Yun Qingcen was taken to the shopping mall by Fu Mingrui. The luxury store ushered in a big customer. Yun Qingcen picked quickly, and bought the ones that appealed to his eyes, and didn't take a second look at those that didn't.

Fu Mingrui seldom goes to shopping malls himself. He doesn't like shopping and thinks it's a waste of time. Most of his clothes are custom-made by designers. But as long as he is with Yun Qingcen, going shopping is not torture, but a precious experience.

Because of the large quantity, everything they buy will be delivered to their door, so Yun Qingcen and Fu Mingrui don't have to pick it up in person.

When Yun Qingcen passed by a luxury perfume shop, she stopped at the door.

Fu Mingrui saw Yun Qingcen stop, and he also stopped beside Yun Qingcen, and followed Yun Qingcen's footsteps to look over.

There is a background wall of the spokesperson in this store.

The spokesperson leaned slightly, holding the perfume in one hand, raised his chin slightly, and narrowed his eyes slightly. The water mist from the perfume seemed to cover his whole body, showing a beauty beyond gender.

Yun Qingcen looked at the people on the background wall, and asked softly, "Ming Rui, does he really look that much like me?"

Fu Mingrui pursed his lips: "No, he's not like you."

Yun Qingcen murmured: "Really? Then why can you all open the door to him? If I didn't look for you, would you help him?"

Fu Mingrui didn't speak.

Yun Qingcen smiled and laughed at himself: "I have always regarded you as good friends. I thought I was irreplaceable. How could there be another me in the world."

"What's more, it's not fair to him. Who wants to be someone else's substitute all the time?"

Fu Mingrui: "...I haven't."

Yun Qingcen smiled at Fu Mingrui: "I know, I just suddenly felt a little emotional and couldn't figure it out. It's not your fault. I shouldn't lose my temper with you."

"If you want to blame, it's because I didn't figure it out ten years ago, because I've been away for ten years, because I..."

Obviously Yun Qingcen didn't cry, and there wasn't even a trace of sadness on his face.

But Fu Mingrui couldn't say a word.

He only felt guilty, and guilt was like a scourge, swallowing him up.

Yun Qingcen didn't seem to wait for Fu Mingrui to speak: "Let's go, I'm going back, I still have something to do when I go back, do you have any notebooks at home? You haven't used any notebooks, and there are no notebooks for your company documents in it."

Fu Mingrui: "Go and buy one now."

Fu Mingrui wouldn't begrudge Yun Qingcen a computer, he just didn't want Yun Qingcen to use something that someone else had used, even if the other person was himself.

Before going back, Yun Qingcen bought an ultra-thin office notebook, the latest model of this brand, which is only available in a few specialty stores in first-tier cities.

Yun Qingcen was almost dazzled when he picked a computer. Although there were quite a few laptops ten years ago, such thin ones are rare. Most of them are thick and heavy, and the heat dissipation is not good.

By the way, he also picked out a full-screen mobile phone of the same brand.

In the world ten years later, Yun Qingcen is surprised and fresh everywhere.

Unlike ten years ago, Yun Qingcen felt bored every day.

Fu Mingrui didn't give Yun Qingcen any cash or card, but Yun Qingcen didn't seem to care.

This reassured Fu Mingrui a lot. As long as Yun Qingcen didn't want to meet other people, and didn't take the initiative to ask him for money or card, does it prove that Yun Qingcen won't leave him again?

He desperately hopes that Yun Qingcen can stay by his side all the time, so he is willing to provide everything to Yun Qingcen, so that the other party will depend on him financially and emotionally, and will never be able to leave him.

Fu Mingrui's eyes are deep, and the emotions inside are surging, like a bottomless pool, where malice and obsession roll back and forth, and he is about to be wrapped up in it.

It's a pity that Yun Qingcen didn't see it, or maybe he turned a blind eye.

After getting in the car, Yun Qingcen replaced the SIM card into a new phone, downloaded the app, and posted on Weibo.

He wasn't worried about being accused and beaten. He hadn't been hit by anyone in his life.

After clicking on Hot Search, he really quickly found his and Su Ming's names.

He doesn't know which one of the group of people who are popular on Weibo, but Yun Qingcen feels that he can write better than him when he was in elementary school.

A long string of text is only divided into two paragraphs, with no focus and a mess. Fortunately, the first sentence is more eye-catching, otherwise it can only be scored as zero.

After Yun Qingcen finished picking, she held back her eyesight and looked seriously.

This long composition is about the blogger who was begged by his friends to find trouble with Yun Qingcen together, made a big fuss in the hotel, and was finally taken to the police station.

The blogger deeply reflected on himself in it.

"I shouldn't listen to one side and believe another. I listened to Yunqing's demo with the date marked. Su Ming's song was released on February [-]th, but Yunqing's demo was last October."

"I just hope that everyone will not learn from us and attack anyone without knowing the whole situation. No one should suffer such an indiscriminate disaster."

The blogger also added a few photos. In the photos, Yun Qingcen was standing not far away, with his head down, looking at a loss, beating and scolding.

And the others all opened their mouths at him with ferocious faces. Even in still photos, it can be seen that these people are yelling at Yun Qingcen.

It seems that Yun Qingcen is accused by thousands of people, and the whole world is against him.

Yun Qingcen saved this photo - it perfectly captured his expression at that time, such acting skills are enough to be included in acting textbooks.

Then he clicked into the comment section.

The front is full of reviews.

"How much did you charge Yunqing, blogger? Take it with you if you have the money."

"Thinking of the scene where the blogger deleted the brackets and posted it, I actually wanted to laugh."

"It's scary. Now even people like Yun Qing have been exonerated. Do you think the public is blind? There is no evidence for the extortion, only a mouth and a few photos that can be faked at will?"

"You also said that you don't comment on the unknown and the whole picture. What about your whole picture? Apart from these few photos and your self-talk, what else is there?"

"Poor Yun Qing? How is he pitiful? Just pretend to be pitiful? Su Ming is really unlucky for eight lifetimes, and he can't get rid of this kind of person."

"I just want to know when Yun Qing will be able to come out on her own. After being a coward for so long and pretending to be a 'victim' for so long, haven't she figured out how to speak yet?"

"Passers-by express their disbelief. If they have the ability to directly issue statements and lawyer letters like Su Ming's company, what are they afraid of if they have evidence? They want to cover it up and make it even more false."

……

There are hundreds of thousands of replies below the previous comments.

Pull to the back to see the evaluation of real passers-by.

"I think Yun Qing looks really good, and after reading the popular science, he wrote a lot of songs before. I really don't have a sense of existence, but I do have talent. There is no need to diss that he is not talented."

"I liked the songs he wrote before, but this time I realized that the songs were written by him, and the songs were also credited to him. I actually kind of believe what he said. After all, there are several singers he has worked with before. It was also at that time."

"Quietly speaking, compared to Su Ming, I prefer people like Yunqing, who are more youthful."

"And Su Ming's fans said that Yun Qing followed Su Ming for plastic surgery... I think this statement is too much. Su Ming has only been popular for a long time. If Yun Qing followed him for plastic surgery and then returned to the current state, it would have to be Su Ming's return. Didn't it start when Lowbi was in the company?"

……

Yun Qingcen read some of the comments posted by the more sensible people below, and felt that these people were smart and not blind.

He just likes these smart people.

Then he looked at his private messages again - it was the same as before, it was all insults.

Yun Qingcen even took screenshots of the worst and worst private messages, so that he can be named and settled in the future. He hasn't debuted yet, and he's an amateur, so who's afraid of whom?

Just when Yun Qingcen was about to turn off the phone, Zhou Kai called again. Yun Qingcen pressed the car window, leaned his head against the window and asked, "Brother Zhou? What's wrong?"

Zhou Kai: "I've compiled the manuscript here, and I'll post it on your Weibo right away. The lawyer's letter is also ready, so I'll say hello to you."

Yun Qingcen asked in a low voice: "The lawyer's letter has been sent, will you definitely go to court?"

Zhou Kai smiled over there, but the smile was kind, as if Yun Qingcen was a child who didn't know the world.

"The lawyer's letter can be bought with money, but most of the public don't know it. It's just for them to see. Whether to sue or not is another matter. Didn't Su Ming also post the lawyer's letter? Didn't see it?" The court summons you, don’t worry, the main thing is to show an attitude, we just need to point out that we have evidence.”

"At that time, Su Ming should contact you, and you don't have to go to the company to make talk. The incident in the hotel is big enough. Originally, the recording you made to make talk can only influence public opinion. Whether it will be accepted in the court or not is up to you. Not necessarily, it’s a good thing to save a little trouble, once it’s sent, you can see it after refreshing your phone.”

Zhou Kai: "Look, I'll hang up first, that's right."

Then Zhou Kai lowered his voice, with a secret hint in his tone: "Come out for dinner tonight?"

"Or should I go to your house to find you?"

The author has something to say:

Zhou Kai: "I am his superman!"

Yun Qingcen (picks his ear): "?"