I am the white moonlight of the giants who died early

Zheng Shaowei can be regarded as Yun Qingcen's bamboo horse, but when he was ten years old, Yun Qingcen's family was on the decline, while Zheng's family rose in the wind. The two should have become two parallel lines, and they would never have any intersection in their lives.

The Yun family moved out of a high-end residential area, and the Zheng family moved into a villa area where every inch of land was expensive.

In Yun Qingcen's memory, Zheng Shaowei was a lunatic who couldn't understand human speech, but was easily agitated.

Yun Qingcen hooked his fingers, and he would abandon the last second of persistence and become an obedient dog.

But dogs also have times to devour their masters.

On the day of Yun Qingcen, Zheng Shaowei broke into his room relying on the strength of his liquor, grabbed his arm tightly, with red eyes, lowered his head and kissed him almost in despair.

That made Yun Qingcen lose control of his anger, so he chose another person.

Fu Mingrui.

The two of them met at a party. Zheng Shaowei went to such an occasion and socializing was always necessary. Yun Qingcen was too lazy to deal with the group of young masters with fat stomachs. He was used to being praised by others and was unwilling to do so. He was a foreigner again, and couldn't make it to such an occasion, so he happened to be close to Yun Qingcen. Yun Qingcen felt bored, so he said a few words to him.

Before leaving, the two also exchanged mobile phone numbers.

Since then, Fu Mingrui has been entangled with him, first asking for his home address on the pretext of helping him buy a limited edition watch.

Then I personally delivered the goods to the door, and then I would come to him every few days.

Yun Qingcen licked the corners of his mouth. Among these people, only Fu Mingrui was the most obedient. Fu Mingrui was not good at words, and because of his personality, he didn't have many friends. His family was in the jewelry business. Ten years ago, their most expensive jewelry was priced at 400. Wan, anyway, the set of jewelry was not sold when he died, and I don't know if it has been sold now.

But the problem now is that ten years have passed, and the city is changing rapidly. Fu Mingrui must have moved, not to mention changing his mobile phone number, even if he didn't, Yun Qingcen can't remember.

Since it is very troublesome to find Fu Mingrui by himself.

Then let Fu Mingrui come to find him.

Yun Qingcen went down the mountain by car. Instead of returning home, he found a five-star hotel. Although the presidential suite cannot afford it, the ordinary single room is not too bad. Bathrobes and safes, mattresses are feather pads, which are many times better than the brown mattresses in "home". In the morning, you can go to the restaurant on the first floor to have a buffet breakfast. Even though the taste may not be very good, it is better than Yunqingcen The small restaurant downstairs in "Home" has good food.

But what Yun Qingcen didn't expect was that he was also a celebrity now.

He neither wore a hat nor a mask, and there was a mixed bag of fish and dragons in the hotel, unlike the neighborhood where he lived, most of them were old men and women. He mostly read "health science" online, and didn't read gossip news at all.

Yun Qingcen walked in front, and he could always hear someone pointing at him from behind.

"Do you think he looks familiar? I think he looks very much like Su Ming."

"Damn it, no way? I'm Su Ming's fan! Is he the one who spread rumors about Su Ming and stole his songs? I read on the Internet that he still looks after Su Ming for plastic surgery."

"That's right, they're really similar, there's only a few differences, Su Ming's face is a bit sharper than his."

"What do you think this kind of person is trying to do? What's the benefit of spreading rumors about Su Ming?"

"Then how do I know? Some people are born to like to win attention and eyeballs, and they just want to be cheap."

"He actually took Su Ming's face for plastic surgery. It's disgusting. I should have taken a picture of him just now."

"Take a video! What a photo!"

Yun Qingcen suddenly stopped.

The people behind seemed startled.

He turned his head, his dark eyes were as deep as a deep pool, reflecting the faces of the people behind him, there were men and women in this group, dressed in "fashion", when Yun Qingcen looked at them, They subconsciously held their breath.

Yun Qingcen's current face is very similar to his original face. Although the details are different, such as the angle of the corners of the eyes, the height of the bridge of the nose, and the thickness of the lips, they are generally the same. The peach blossom eyes, the slightly straight roots, the slightly raised nose and thin lips, and even the hair are all in the same natural curl.

Now Yun Qingcen's soul is in this body, so even the temperament is the same.

He turned slightly sideways, with a natural posture, but with a contemptuous attitude that could not be ignored.

The corners of Yun Qingcen's mouth curled up a little, and his voice was slightly hoarse: "Next time, remember to stay away from those who discuss it."

He stretched out his hand and pointed to his ear: "I have normal hearing, not deaf."

A group of people were stunned by him, and they didn't react until Yun Qingcen got on the elevator and the floor went up.

These people looked at each other, looked at each other.

"Isn't he ashamed at all?"

"It seems quite confident..."

"I, I think he is slightly more handsome than Su Ming. When he glanced over just now, my heart almost stopped."

"You only look at the face? His face is a high imitation of Su Ming, but the imitation is the imitation. He really thought he was a character. He left and went up."

"Maybe Su Ming really used his song?"

"Just believe what he says? Do you believe me when I say I am the Jade Emperor? Crazy."

"What do you mean? I'm just discussing facts! Are you crazy about Su Ming?!"

"I'm too lazy to tell you, if you like fakes, you'll like them. I like the real one."

"So you are more noble?"

"Yeah, only fools like fakes."

Seeing that it was about to be torn apart, the others hurriedly persuaded the two to separate and pushed them into different elevators.

Yun Qingcen's room was on the fourth floor. He quickly found his own room after going upstairs, and he felt a little more comfortable after entering. Compared with the old and small house of the original body, he still prefers hotels.

Even when his family was in decline, he never lived in such a bad house, he only watched it on TV.

What happened just now was just a small episode for him.

There were many people who scolded him before, but those people were no different from rats in the gutter, they only dared to scold him secretly.

He was scolded for being close to Zheng Shaowei, and later he alienated Zheng Shaowei, and he was scolded for being both right and left. Fang Minguo must be a social butterfly, and I don’t know how many men have slept in the bed.

He goes in one ear and out the other.

As long as the benefits are in his own hands, what's the point of others being bitter?

Seeing him face to face, why didn't he just bow his head and say hello?

Nodding and bowing to the person you look down on, who is the cheapest?

Yun Qingcen lay on the bed without taking off his clothes. It was still early, and Yun Qingcen released the black mist. The black mist was still the same as usual, and it circled his body twice before touching Yun Qingcen's shoulder. stop.

Yun Qingcen silently read Fu Mingrui's name in his heart, and also his birth date, before saying to Heiwu, "Go and find him."

Black mist drilled through the windows, and the glass couldn't stop it.

The black mist floated over the city, its little tail kept shaking, and it traveled half of the city before it finally found its target.

Fu Mingrui was 22 ten years ago, and he will be 32 ten years later. The years did not make him fat in his middle age, but made him more mature and stable. The former Fu Mingrui was "followed" by Yun Qingcen because he had an outstanding With a face and a height of nearly 1.9 meters, Fu Mingrui stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the office. He was wearing trousers and a black shirt, with the cuffs rolled up, exposing his strong wrists with strong bones.

When the secretary walked in, what he saw was Fu Mingrui's back.

She has been with Fu Mingrui for five years. When she came to Fu Mingrui, Fu Mingrui had just taken over the company.

At that time, Fu Mingrui was only 27, and no matter where she was placed, she would be praised as young and promising. She also watched countless people who came for the money of the Fu family or Fu Mingrui's people return home one by one.

At first there were only women, then there were also men.

The secretary doesn't know how much money the Fu family has, and she doesn't know anything that shouldn't be known.

When she first came to Fu Mingrui's side, she also had unrealistic fantasies, but soon she understood that fantasies were just fantasies.

Fu Mingrui has someone he can't forget, and the phone screen will always be a photo of that person.

Only later did she know that the man was dead.

How can the living fight against the dead?That person died, so in Fu Mingrui's heart, he will always maintain the youngest and most beautiful posture, and death will add a filter to him.

"Boss Fu... Mrs. Zheng called again." The secretary stood at the door of the office.

Fu Mingrui turned his head.

The secretary took a breath.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows are the lights of Wanjia. The warm light shines on Fu Mingrui's side face, making his facial contours more distinct. Fu Mingrui is of mixed race, but his mother is of mixed race from two countries. In his generation, only a quarter of them are born abroad. Because of his blood, he doesn't look like a foreigner, but his facial features are deeper than ordinary people, and his eyes are also as blue as the sea. Until now, those eyes are not cloudy, but still clear.

When he looked at people, there seemed to be an unspoken love poem in his eyes.

Only the secretary knew that it was all an illusion, and there was only one person in his boss's heart.

The secretary walked to the desk, handed the tablet over, and said in a low voice, "The other side means that they want to cooperate with us, and the price is negotiable. They also said that you will understand after reading this."

She flipped through the photo album.

Fu Mingrui's brows suddenly frowned, his pupils constricted, and then slowly enlarged to their original size.

Secretary: "You were abroad some time ago, and you don't know anything about the entertainment industry recently. This is the new generation of the Zheng family, named Su Ming..."

Fu Mingrui looked at the person in the photo, his fingers trembled slightly, his lips were tightly pressed, and he didn't listen to what the secretary was saying.

Just now he almost thought that the person in the photo was Qing Cen, but now that he looked carefully, he realized it was not.

This person does not have Qing Cen's temperament, nor Qing Cen's lazy, mocking, affectionate eyes, only his facial features are slightly similar.

Fu Mingrui snorted coldly: "Is Zheng Shaowei here to discuss cooperation with me?"

Zheng Shaowei was showing off.

As if to say-

"Look, I found a fake one, but you don't even have a fake one."