Report to the president, your actor has run away again

Since he was a child, Fu Xin has been that idiot kid who can't even keep up with the warmth of eating shit.

This is what his mother said, although the original words are not so ugly, but it is such a truth. ,

When he was young, his father came back from abroad to bring presents to the three brothers. There were a bunch of presents, but Fu Xin would never be able to get the one he liked the most. , Fu Zhao is the youngest, and the most noisy, rampant every day, grabbing whatever he wants, and rushing to be the first one every time he picks a gift. ,

Fu Meng is old and dotes on his younger brother, he doesn't want any gifts, as long as Fu Xin and Fu Zhao are happy, he is happy. ,

Fu Xin?

He wanted a gift, and he wanted it too much. He really liked the car model that his father brought back, but he couldn't let go of the young master's reserved and delicate airs. :

He is a cold, arrogant and noble little prince, how could he lose face just because of a car model. ,

Even if he really likes that model. ,

He doesn't have Fu Zhao's frankness and directness, nor does Fu Meng's generosity and sincerity. He is destined to be the sad person who can't get it and can't let it go.

He remained so until he grew up. ,

Now, he finally figured it out, he was willing to fight hard and do his best to get his beloved small model, but he suddenly found that the window displaying his beloved gift was already empty. ,

His heart is empty.

"Ruan Ruan."

With a hoarse voice, Fu Xin tried to call Tang Ruan's name. ,

"Ruan Ruan"

He didn't know what to say, he didn't know what to say, Tang Ruan would understand his heart. ,

He didn't know if he still had the qualifications to be understood. ,

"I brought you here today to tell you this, not to settle old scores with you."

Tang Ruan met Fu Xin's gaze and smiled slightly, "I really have to turn over the old accounts between you and me. I'm afraid I can't finish it in a few days and nights." From the age of 14 to Tang Ruan, four years He can't remember how many fucking things Fu Xin has done. ,

Even if he could remember it, he didn't want to think about it again. ,

Tang Ruan sat on the bench, shaking his legs slightly, looking like a young and lively boy. ,

"I have had a good life in the past few years when I left you. It was hard at first, but then it was not bitter."

"Before returning to China, Su Yu asked me what I would do if I met you and Bai Jinyu after returning."

"What I was thinking at the time was, turn a blind eye and go our separate ways."

"But then I found out that I really can't do it." Tang Ruan tilted his feet and tilted his head, "I still can't learn to be steady, I still see you and Bai Jinyu, and I want to blast you with Armstrong dog head."

As she spoke, Tang Ruan raised her eyes with sly eyes, "It's the same now."

Fu Xin's Adam's apple twitched. He wanted to sit down next to Tang Ruan, but it didn't feel right, and he wanted to squat down in front of him, but it didn't feel right either. ,

Perhaps he should kneel? I

Fu Xin swallowed, and thought about the feasibility of kneeling in public in this aisle where patients occasionally walked around. ,

"Ruan Ruan, Xiaobai and I are really not what you think, I have already explained it to him, and he is almost in good health, I" Fu

Xin looked around, no one was there, it was a good time to kneel down.

Forget it, kneel down.Gritting your teeth and stomping your feet.

But before he could kneel down on this leg, Fu Xin saw Tang Ruan pat him on the empty seat next to him, "Sit down." Fu Xin hesitated for a second, then quickly sat obediently next to Tang Ruan. ,

"Your life is your business, you don't need to tell me." Tang Ruan turned his head and deliberately emphasized the second half of the sentence, "It's like my life is also my private matter, so I don't need to report to the company."

Fu Xin drooped his head listlessly.

"When Tang Guan'er had surgery today, I thought a lot, figured out some things, and figured out some things. It just so happened that we're back to the old place, so let's just talk about it."

Fu Xin straightened his body, like a prisoner waiting for the final judgment. ,

"I've made up my mind," Tang Ruan breathed out, with a relaxed tone, "In the future, you can meet with Sugar Bowl once a week or once a fortnight, and I'll let you know the specific time when I think it over.

"What?" Fu Xin opened his eyes wide, as if he couldn't believe his ears, "No, really? I can go to your house every week from now on

Yet? "

Tang Ruan: "?

What is the length of this person's brain circuit? Is there a problem with his expression or is there a deviation in this person's understanding? ?

"It's not going to my house, it's meeting Sugar Bowl, and meeting him doesn't have to be forgotten, or you'd better not meet.

"See you!" Fu Xin was as happy as a husky, "I see you! I see you!"

Tang Ruan: ""

I think you are pretty cheap too.

Fu Xin was happy enough, but also a little embarrassed.Tang Ruan's attitude suddenly softened, which seemed to be a good thing for him. ,