dark crossing

The lingering capitalist himself soon appeared at the door of his ward with a smile, holding a bunch of rose-red daisies in his arms.

For Chu Huainan, the little daisy is the flower that best suits his current mood.

In western legends, daisy is the incarnation of Bertis, the forest goblin. Its flower language is: "Innocence, peace, hope, pure beauty and love hidden deep in my heart." 』

But Chu Huainan didn't know that the little daisy he used to secretly express his love was the flower that Shen Ting, who didn't have much romantic cells, would only buy when attending a funeral.

This is probably another gap in cognition between simple ordinary people and romantic capitalists.

The young man who felt that he was cursed frowned slightly, hiding the increasingly severe colic with a flat face.He leaned sideways on the back of the bed, his heart that was ruthless to himself in order to complete the task was unbreakable.

But the red corners of her lips couldn't deceive anyone, and she set off her pale face due to abdominal pain, which was as plain as paper.

Chu Huainan's smile suddenly disappeared when he saw his face, and he strode over and asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay." Shen Ting, who saw the capitalist put the cluster of delicate and beautiful little daisies on his bedside, couldn't help raising his eyebrows, "You come to pick me up from the hospital, and send me a bouquet of daisies when I visit the grave." The flowers used are inappropriate, right?"

Chu Huainan was stunned by him for a long while, before he defended angrily and amusingly: "This flower is called marguerite."

Shen Ting lowered his head and pressed his abdomen with his palm, and muttered: "That's not bad."

On the bedside table stood a huge fruit basket full of brightly colored mangoes.

The discerning capitalist glanced at the mango peels in the trash can, frowned and asked, "Has anyone been here?"

Shen Ting lazily leaned back, pretending to stretch her waist, but just as she raised her arm, her stomach shrank violently as if it had been punched hard.

He had no choice but to put down his arms calmly, suppressing the colic and laughing: "My brother's secretary. My little niece prepared a basket of mangoes for me, which are quite sweet. If you want to eat, you can take it yourself."

According to the data, mango is Song Ci's favorite fruit.

But Chu Huainan had already noticed when he had dinner with Shen Ting for the first time that the person in front of him didn't eat mangoes.

Combined with the current situation, he immediately deduced that Shen Ting should be allergic to mangoes, but in order to conceal his identity, he had to eat it in front of Lin Huo.

His heart tugged slightly, but his face didn't show at all, ignoring the chair beside the bed, sitting next to Shen Ting's slightly bent long legs, and sat intimately on his bed.

Chu Huainan leaned forward, stared at the other person's dark and bright eyes and asked, "What's wrong with your face?"

The distance was too close, and the extremely aggressive cold fragrance from Chu Huainan's body made Shen Ting dizzy.

This person is probably marinated by expensive perfume.Thinking of this, he turned his face unnaturally, trying to avoid the other party's ardent gaze, and said with an innocent face, "It's nothing."

Warm palms wrapped half of his face, and he turned his slightly tilted head back.The capitalist is not easy to be fooled, staring straight at him like two arrows piercing through everything, but the fingers rubbing his cheeks and the tone of his voice are very gentle: "It was a little red in the previous video, but now it looks more Seriously."

Shen Ting was silent for a long time, seeing that he couldn't hide it, he simply told the truth: "Probably he was allergic to something by accident."

Chu Huainan nodded, but didn't ask him what he ate.

Shen Ting judged that this capitalist probably didn't like mangoes much like him.

Because in the next second, Chu Huainan reached out to pick up the fruit basket on the bedside table with a look of disgust, and put the basket of mangoes on the desk far away from the bed.

After dealing with the troublesome allergens, Chu Huainan turned his head to Shen Ting, who was watching his every move, and said, "Stay still, I'll get you some antisensitivity medicine."

……

Originally, because of allergies, Chu Huainan wanted him to stay in the hospital for a few more days.

But Shen Ting insisted on leaving the hospital, Chu Huainan couldn't hold him back, and he didn't intend to argue with him.After Director Wang checked the blood test results and confirmed that there was nothing serious, the two packed up their things and went back to Binjiang, Tangcheng.

"Song Ci."

For some reason, Chu Huainan was always taken aback today.Every time he is called with his first name and last name, the tone is very urgent.

This sudden urgency often made Shen Ting's face tighten in shock.

Shen Ting, who felt a little better after taking the medicine, lazily nestled on the sofa in the living room, refusing to move, raised his head impatiently: "What's wrong?"

But the smiling expression of the capitalist really made people unable to lose their temper.

"I was thinking, you have been poisoned and allergic recently, it seems really unlucky?"

The most unlucky thing for me is probably having to think about how to deal with you all day long.

Put the warm water poured by Chu Huainan on the coffee table, Shen Ting smiled half-blindly, and stared at him with Song Ci's signature gesture, "Why, Chu always hates touching me with daisies It’s not enough, you want to curse me again?”

This is the first time he drank the water I poured.

Chu Huainan, feeling emotional, stared at Shen Ting's glistening lips, then stretched out his hand to stroke the corners of his eyes, exerted a little force with his thumb, but smiled in his eyes, "Why would I be willing to curse you?" Two pieces of rouge Her lips were always ready to be kissed, but she stopped at the side of her face in a very gentlemanly manner, and said in a low voice, "There is a horoscope for your birthday. You are not lucky in the coming years. I will find a Feng Shui master to help you do the math."

Shen Ting was very professional and reported a series of numbers without thinking.

It is said that people always recruit people when they work hard.

Shen Ting was as lifelike as if his soul had passed through Song Ci, and his super high level of "acting" could almost give him full marks, which made Chu Huainan look at him with burning eyes and interest.

This series of familiar dates is indeed Song Ci's birthday. Not only is the solar and lunar calendar complete, but even the time of birth is accurate to the minute.

Chu Huainan took out his phone, and pressed his fingers on the screen a few times.It seems that he really sent Song Ci's birthday horoscope to the non-existing Feng Shui master who he made up casually.

In fact, this message was sent to his friend Lin Youband.

"Reply to me casually within half an hour, and treat you to dinner another day. 』

Ten minutes later, Lin Youbandi, who had a tacit understanding with him, replied to the letter on time.

"I was filming in Hengcheng with Xinghe, I owed the meal first, and made an appointment later. 』

Chu Huainan didn't hold back his laughter, holding his mobile phone and couldn't help but laugh, "Song Ci, Master Ren said that your luck is not good recently, not only should you be careful of villains' plots, but also you will be imprisoned! Tsk, according to the fleeting years he approved for you Look, you should be in by now."

Affectionate peach blossom eyes, a deep smile, and crescent-like downward-curved eye tails slightly drooping and slightly warped.The handsome capitalist took advantage of the opportunity to put his arms around Shen Ting's shoulders, and complained solemnly: "It seems that this master's calculations are not accurate, and he is probably another cheater."

Shen Ting, who had always regarded physiognomy as feudal dross, was taken aback by him, and thought: "It's accurate."

If you count from the day you got off the plane, Song Ci himself has been in it for almost two months.

……

After sending a text message to Chu Huainan, Lin Youband put down his phone, and his eyes fell back on the TV screen in the business car.

The horror movie that Lu Xinghe took over has been in production for more than a month.Since he joined the group, Lin Youband, who accompanied him all the way, started the online office mode.

Lu Xinghe didn't quite know what Lin Youband's main job was, he only vaguely heard that it seemed to be related to the medical sector.But in his eyes, Lin Youband, who always spends a lot of time by his side, doesn't seem too busy, but his quality of life is surprisingly high.

This once made him have very bad and frightening associations.

But money is something that is in life sometimes.

In the first half of 2010, Lin Youbandi, who had a sharp vision, spent $2 to buy some bitcoins as asset allocation.So today, he and Chu Huainan can chat and laugh happily while drinking coffee at the same table.

Lin Youbei has always been intuitive, sensitive and decisive when it comes to investment opportunities that can capture excess returns.

He is very talented in creating conditions to maximize input and output, thereby obtaining huge profits.

After getting familiar with the rules of the game in the Red Ocean market, try to discover the Blue Ocean market.It is the secret of Lin Youband, who is rewarded by God, who can maintain the rapid expansion after quickly completing the primitive accumulation.

He's a genius in every sense of the word.

But when Lu Xinghe saw his kind face like a lamb, he only thought of committing a crime.

It was Lin Youband, who was labeled as a "criminal" by the people he liked, who opened Xinghe Studio, and it was the worst business he ever did.

Although Lu Xinghe is a popular idol star, his ability to attract money is beyond doubt.

But as far as economics is concerned, everything that has to do with costs is a cost.

Compared with the huge amount of time, energy and emotion Lin Youband spent on Lu Xinghe, the little income from Xinghe Studio can be regarded as a drop in the bucket.

This small amount of money in return is just a drop in the ocean to Lin Youbandi.

But for Lu Xinghe, who has always pursued the best input-output ratio, he is willing to give everything, even if there is no return.

In this world, no one will know except himself.

More than ten years ago, there was a desperate young man who gambled everything - just for those sparkling tearful eyes.

When talking about the law of value, it is often said that prices fluctuate around value.

But they ignore a major premise.

The same commodity has different effects under different circumstances.

The commodity itself is worthless, and its price depends on its utility.

Just like a bottle of mineral water can only be sold for two yuan in the supermarket, but for a traveler who has been desperately running for water in the desert all day, he may be willing to buy the same bottle for 1 yuan. bottle of water.

Lin Youband has always believed that all transactions in the world are equivalent exchanges.

As long as the buyer and seller are willing, anything can be sold at a "price" consistent with its utility in the eyes of the buyer, no matter how much it is.

But in the face of Lu Xinghe, everything Lin Youband paid was not for money.What he wants is peace of mind and peace of mind.

He knew that he was also like that traveler who was thirsty for a long time walking in the desert, and only Lu Xinghe could give him the bottle of water he wanted.

Lu Xinghe was preparing for the next scene, and the makeup van was full of people.Lin Youband didn't want to get in the way, so he spent time alone in another nanny car watching videos.

What he watched was an interview given by Lu Xinghe two years ago.

This is the same one that Shen Ting was pushed by big data not long ago.

During the interview, Lu Xinghe shared his childhood experience of being trafficked.

On the screen, he laughed and said Yan Yan, those experiences that sounded terrible, because of the appearance of a little brother, became a very precious memory for him.

Vaguely deep in the memory, the young man who claimed to be Ankang had a handsome face and picturesque features.In fact, Lu Xinghe couldn't remember his face clearly, but he remembered his lowered eyes when he was talking about his family, those two thick eyelashes trembled like the flapping wings of a butterfly.

This detail is deeply etched in my mind.

Lu Xinghe remembered the other party's lips pursed into a line due to pain, and he couldn't forget everything he had done for him.

Ankang seldom speaks. Even in the face of the vicious head of human traffickers, this indifferent young man always cherishes words like gold.

But he is only willing to try his best to tease Lu Xinghe to talk.

Children under the age of ten are actually easy to coax.It only took Ankang a few days to get acquainted with Lu Xinghe, who seemed to be indifferent. ——The little guy began to be willing to accept the food and water he handed over.But no matter how hungry or thirsty he is, he is only willing to take it from him.

The little thing that traffickers think looks good, with round eyes, like a vigilant puppy that only recognizes one owner in its life.

When Ankang looked at his clear eyes and stubborn expression, he would always feel as if looking in a mirror. ——He used to be the same as this little guy, just as clean, with the same stubborn innocence and pride.

There is a secret hidden in his heart that cannot be revealed to outsiders, but he is willing to tell Lu Xinghe.Even if the child half understood his wound.

But being able to share painful feelings with Lu Xinghe made him feel that he was still alive.