Charming Dancer [Entertainment]

"Auntie, this is for you." Qiao Yi'an was walking on the street wearing a large mask frame, leading a big black dog, and holding a drink bottle in his hand. Just as he was about to throw it into the trash can, he saw a picker next to him. The trashy old lady casually handed over the bottle to the other party and said in a low voice.

The other party thanked him in a low voice, but he didn't look up, his disheveled hair was messed up, and there were stains all over it.

Qiao Yi'an frowned, "Auntie, where are you from! Where's your child?" Qiao Yi'an never thought that he was a kind person, but seeing the old lady in front of him was somewhat kind, so he asked one more question .

The old man raised his eyes and glanced at Qiao Yi'an, as if he recognized him, he exclaimed in a low voice, "Qiao Yi'an!"

"Yeah!" Qiao Yi'an smiled, without showing any panic, "Do you have any children?"

"No...no children." The old man lowered his head and went.

"Oh, then do you have any family members? Don't they take care of you? It's so hot, you're here alone, what should you do if you suffer from heat stroke?" Qiao Yi'an, who was wrapped tightly and tightly, has the best say on this point, he I felt that I couldn't take it anymore, and I was planning to turn a corner and find a store to stay there, waiting for this wave of heat to pass.

"No, no, I'm alone." The old man lowered his head.

"Then, no one sends you to a nursing home or something? The country should have a welfare policy!"

"No, I don't know anyone." The old man shook his head.

Qiao Yi'an frowned. He heard that ordinary old people who are lonely and widowed will be taken care of by their neighbors, or there is some policy to send them to nursing homes. don't go.

Qiao Yi'an feels that he is still a little free recently, and occasionally doing good deeds can pass the time, so he raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Then I will send you off! I will find someone to contact and send you to the nursing home. You are so old, if you There is no necessary reason, it's really not worth working so hard as a person."

Qiao Yi'an picked up the phone and was about to call a friend. Such an old man may not even be able to find the door of the nursing home, but he has a way.

"No! No, I don't need your help." The old man shook his head.

"Why?" Qiao Yi'an put down the phone suspiciously.

"There is no reason, you..." The old man paused, and finally turned his head and was about to leave without saying a word.

Qiao Yi'an seemed to understand what she meant, and felt that he was ruthless, even caring about his biological father, so he was even more cruel to strangers?

Qiao Yi'an sneered, shrugged, whatever!His occasional kindness was trampled to the ground, and he had nothing to say, and he didn't want to approach to annoy others.

Qiao Yi'an led Dahei along the road to find a secluded coffee shop. The old man behind him seemed to notice him leaving, turned around and followed him secretly from a distance.

The old man felt that he was very smart, and he was a little far away, but Qiao Yi'an was still very sensitive to the fact that the people behind him were following him all the time. It was not a coincidence.

Because, he had already turned several turns, trying to diverge from her, and as a result, every time he turned, the other party would follow suit after a while.

After more than half an hour, Qiao Yi'an finally became irritable, stuck in a corner, waiting for the other party to follow up, crossed his chest and looked at the old man dragging the snakeskin bag, and said, "Why do you keep following me? Regret it!" Having said that, do you want to go to a nursing home?"

Without saying a word, the old man shook his head silently and wanted to turn around and leave.

"Wait!" Qiao Yi'an stopped the other party, frowning.

"What on earth do you mean! I'm most afraid that someone will leave me half of what I say and do. If you have any ideas, just say it!" Qiao Yi'an felt a little angry, but felt a little flustered in his heart, and he couldn't tell why. .

"It's nothing, it's nothing, I'm leaving." The old man shook his head and was about to leave.

"Forget it, why are you angry with you? I'll see you off." Qiao Yi'an consciously followed up again, but followed from a distance without saying a word.

The old man looked back at Qiao Yi'an, and silently dragged the snakeskin bag ahead, and when he passed the trash can, he still rummaged through it neatly, Qiao Yi'an stood far away and waited for her without saying a word.

After the old man collected the garbage bottles along the way and the snakeskin bags were full, Qiao Yi'an walked over a few steps, grabbed the bag from the old man's hand, and whispered: "I'll get it, it's too full and heavy. "Qiao Yi'an didn't mind getting his clothes dirty, and carried them directly on his back, but his eyes were slightly blurred, and his face became more and more gloomy.

The old man looked up at Qiao Yi'an in surprise, then quickly lowered his head, his eyes somewhat similar to Qiao Yi'an showed panic, and the next moment, he was blocked by his loose hair again, and just walked in front silently lead the way.

The weather is very hot, and there are no people on the road. It seems that there are only two people on the whole street. They turned into a dilapidated and low corner without making a sound. Qiao Yi'an was used to such an environment, but now, It's been a long, long time since I've seen it. It's been so long that he almost feels that there is no such place in the city.

"Where is your home, I'll send it to you." Qiao Yi'an said.

"This way." The old man led the way silently, and led Qiao Yi'an to the depths of the corridor of a dilapidated and dilapidated building. The deepest part of the building was separated by a single section. As a closed space, the room was dim and there were only dim lights in the corridor. For lighting, Qiao Yi'an helped her stuff things under the single bed. The space that wasn't counted as a room was almost covered with all kinds of rubbish except for the bed, emitting a rancid smell.

Qiao Yi'an whispered: "Then I'm leaving."

"Alas." The old man nodded, and stroked his hair casually, as if he looked like when he was young, but unfortunately, his face was gone, and his once shy and charming movements, now, it is difficult to retain even a trace of charm.

Qiao Yian settled down, "You go home! Don't be in this city anymore."

"Oh, I... I just came out to take a look, and then I went back."

"Then, have you finished watching?" Qiao Yi'an asked.

"It's over, it's over." The old man nodded.

"Go back after reading it!"

"Oh." The old man nodded.

"Do you have a husband now?" Qiao Yian couldn't help asking just as he took a step forward.

"Yes." The old man nodded.

"What about the child?"

"Also."

"That's good." Qiao Yi'an nodded, and pulled Dahei out of the room, leaving the dark corridor that exudes various strange smells.

After a long time, in the dark corridor, there was a low, depressing cry.

When Mu Yan came home, Qiao Yi'an was already humming a song and started cooking. When he saw Mu Yan coming in, he smiled lightly, "I'm back!"

"Yeah." Mu Yan nodded, with a smile on his face, he leaned over and kissed Qiao Yi'an, "Where did you go today?"

"It's nothing, just going out for a stroll. It's too hot today, even the paparazzi are out. There are only me and Dahei on the street."

Mu Yan nodded, and grabbed Qiao Yi'an's waist from behind, "Why are you becoming more and more virtuous? I never cooked before."

"What? You don't like my cooking?" Qiao Yi'an raised his eyebrows.

"I just don't feel used to it." Mu Yan whispered, "I have some news for you."

"Well, tell me, I'm listening!" Qiao Yi'an smiled.

"I'm planning to take on Director Wang's film. I met a screenwriter today. I talked to him about Director Wang's recent activities. He said that Director Wang is playing a big one. I think it's a pity to give up. Director Wang took a fancy to me, it must be because of a certain characteristic in me, otherwise, with my qualifications, it would not be so. If I give up, he may have other more famous choices, and maybe he will not be in the future. I'm here."

"Then you go, but what about your long lens? Didn't you say that you are a layman and don't understand these supernatural things?"

"Well, Brother Shu Lang said, please help me find foreign aid, and give me a sentence-by-sentence analysis of the script, yes, yes!" Mu Yan was a little nervous.

"Oh! That's great!" Qiao Yi'an watched as the dishes on the chopping board gradually became a mess, and the trash can was almost full. Where would he put this pile?

"Yi'an, do you want to accompany me...to play in the desert?"

"No!" Qiao Yi'an smiled.

"There are no paparazzi there, no one is staring at us, we can appear on the set openly!" Mu Yan began to seduce.

"No!" Qiao Yi'an continued to refuse.

"Think again!"

"Well... okay!" Qiao Yi'an nodded.

"Yeah?" Mu Yan's eyes widened, did he agree?

Qiao Yi'an turned around suddenly, hugged Mu Yan fiercely, and said in a low voice: "I'm very sad, I'm very sad, I don't know what to say, I don't know what to do, I'm afraid I will make a mistake, I will regret it, I will regret it , I hate it again, I can't let it go, but I can't let it go."

Mu Yan was taken aback by being hugged, and foolishly hugged Qiao Yi'an tightly. His eyes subconsciously swept across the trash can, which was already full of chopped vegetables.

Mu Yan hugged Qiao Yi'an tightly, breathing close to Qiao Yi'an's ear, blowing warm wind very regularly.

"Is something wrong?"

"I saw her, I saw her." Qiao Yi'an closed her eyes, and just repeated this sentence, "I don't know what to do, isn't it good to go their own way safely? Why? You must see me? I don't want to see her!"

There was a faint guess in Mu Yan's heart, but he wasn't sure, but he felt that it was a matter of course. Yi'an's incident was so big that even ordinary uncles and aunts could mention a word or two. It's really not impossible.

"Yi'an, listen to me, if you don't want to see her, don't see her. Your conflict is because you care, and you are not short of money. It is enough to give her enough food and clothing."

"Can I? I won't be reconciled, why?"

"Yi'an, don't hate, she loved you, she cared about you, otherwise, she wouldn't wait for you to be sensible before running away, since she was able to run at that time, she would definitely be able to run before, she did it for you Wait until then."

"Really?" Qiao Yi'an murmured, and suddenly chuckled again, "It doesn't matter, I don't want to know, and I don't want to ask, you're right, just let her have a good life! Everything else is delusional .”

"Yi'an, leave this matter to me! Trust me, don't worry about it anymore." Mu Yan patted Qiao Yi'an on the back.

Qiao Yian snorted silently.