you look delicious

Su Peishen was obviously also aware of this problem, and probed: "How long ago was that?"

Pudding remained silent, Cheng Wuyan was no longer the Cheng Wuyan he knew, time was easy to get old, and human life was but a blink of a century.

Mr. Su beside him will have nothing to do with him after a hundred years.

Obviously... I originally planned to leave Mr. Su as soon as the one-year period came. At that time, I thought 360 and five days were too long, but now I think one year is too short.

Even if he was allowed to stay by Mr. Su's side to grow old with him, he would feel that time flies by and every second is not enough to get along with each other.

Pudding looked out the window and sighed heavily.

Su Peishen had never seen Pudding showing such an expression, temporarily put aside his surging jealousy, and asked concerned: "What's wrong?"

Pudding turned his head and took a deep look at him. His eyes contained too many things that Su Peishen could not understand. He slowly turned his head to look at the scenery outside the car, feeling lost.

? !

Su Pei's whole heart fell into an inexplicable panic. Although the pudding was so close at this moment, it seemed to be far away in the sky, and it was far away from him, far away.

Don't like this feeling, not at all.

Su Pei deeply wanted to pull Pudding into his arms again, but his fingertips had barely touched Pudding's shoulder, so he retracted at the last second, and clenched into fists by his side.

Pudding looked out the window, and Su Pei looked at him deeply.

The years are picturesque, and only one moment is eternity.

Cheng Yi watched Pudding leave, and the figure of the other party was lingering in his mind. He wondered if he might have met him somewhere before, and he seemed a little familiar in his misty eyes.

However, he didn't think about it for too long. He and Bai Sen still had important matters to discuss, so they put it aside for the time being.

The next day, when Su Peishen took the hamster to work in the company, he saw someone sitting in the rest area waiting for him. He was an acquaintance.

Noticing the box next to the man, Su Peishen patted his forehead lightly, feeling that his memory was not as good as before: "I almost forgot."

He walked up to Mu He and apologized slightly: "I don't know why, I clearly forgot all about you when I saw your news."

Mu He shook his head and didn't care. He handed the packed plain wooden box to Su Peishen, and Su Peishen took it.

"Still the same?"

"It's the same, I can't use those new things now."

"it is good."

As a watchmaker who has devoted half of his life to making watches, Mu He has always been immersed in his skills, so he has no time and energy to learn new products of modern technology - the conversation with Su Peishen is just a chat How to pay, he doesn't know how to use credit card or mobile payment, just ask Su Peishen to send the cash over.

The watch was handed over to the customer in person. Mu He got up and walked out. He was over fifty, but he didn't look too old, and he could barely give the illusion of being in his early forties. His back was straight, and his hair was just mixed. A little white hair.

He was going out, and someone was coming in.

Yang Weijing has not been able to receive a suitable script for the past six months. As a young actor, he can't afford to waste time. Ever since he acted in the Republic of China drama and became famous as the male lead, he thought that there would be a higher quality script. He came to find himself, but none of the scripts his agent showed him caught his eye.

It's not that he swelled up after acting in a good play, it's really those later plays...it's hard to describe.

Today, I came to Su Peishen's company because of a role. He finally received an audition invitation for a TV drama role that he was looking forward to and felt that he could make a breakthrough in acting skills and his own character creation. Admit it, but there is a rookie whose acting skills are not inferior to his, and he has some tricks in it.

As a result, it has not been officially released yet. With the strength and fame of the two of them on the same level, the crew has already notified Yang Weijing with a slight hint: next time there is a chance to cooperate again, or look at other characters, and try another one.

Yang Weijing was not reconciled.

If he is not selected after the audition, he can let go of the role without hesitation and find a script that suits him, but he can't bear the things that should belong to him to be taken away by others in dishonorable means.

One of the executives of Su Peishen's company is Yang Weijing's brother-in-law. He has never used his brother-in-law's connections to create convenience for him before, but in this matter, the other party is unkind, so he wants to retaliate.

He couldn't explain clearly on the phone, so he went to the company to explain the situation to his brother-in-law in person.

He walked in a hurry, and after expressing his intention to the front desk, the front desk confirmed the leader's consent and asked him to go to the staff elevator and go straight to the seventh floor.

Mu He froze in place, fixed his eyes on the figure, trembling slightly, the brilliance in his eyes was ecstasy.

Yang Weijing sensed the scorching gaze, followed the feeling of being stared at, and looked around, thinking that he met a female fan who liked him, but it turned out.

It turned out to be an old gentleman who stared at me excitedly.

Yang Weijing smiled politely at him, turned the corner and waited for the elevator, and he hurried upstairs to find his brother-in-law.

Familiar face, familiar smile, as young and full of vigor as when they were parting, Mu He excitedly followed, and took advantage of Yang Weijing's waiting time for the elevator to come behind him, and pressed Yang Weijing's shoulders to turn him around.

Yang Weijing's pupils shrank slightly, and he was very nervous when he was suddenly forced into someone's arms, and the strange smell from the stranger made his pores open and his hairs stand on end.

Struggling, and pushing Mu He away suddenly, Yang Weijing took a step back, defensively: "What are you doing!"

Su Peishen held the cage and watched the two of them not far away. The situation was unknown, so he didn't take part in it rashly.

Mu He looked at him, there were tears in his eyes, the dots were clear, and he was crying with joy: "Xiaowan, Xiaowan, I knew you couldn't bear me, you didn't die, you didn't die..."

Not knowing what he was talking about, Yang Weijing only thought he was talking nonsense, and was careful to guard against: "If you do this again, I will call security. I don't know you."

Mu He withdrew some rationality from the turbulent violent emotions, but when his eyes touched the haunted face, his rationality collapsed again, leaving only endless regret: "I know you still blame me, even hate me , I was wrong, don't go, don't go, okay?"

Yang Weijing abruptly took another step back, he felt that the person in front of him was probably really crazy, so he was pestering this stranger, anxiously looking for the figure of the security guard.

Fortunately, before he could summon up the courage to call for someone, someone stepped forward and stood between him and that person.

Su Peishen said to him: "If there is something urgent, let's do it first. He lost his composure, I hope you will forgive me."

Yang Weijing saw the imposing appearance and extraordinary appearance of the person in front of him, and he seemed to know him, so he went along with the situation: "Yeah. I really don't know him, let alone Xiao Wan."

The elevator door opened, and Yang Weijing seemed to run in as well, pressing the door close button, he didn't dare to look outside from the beginning to the end, fearing that the man would catch up again.

Mu He naturally wanted to follow, but was stopped by Su Peishen.

Su Peishen: "The Sri Lankan has passed away, so don't mourn too much."

Standing behind and watching for a few minutes just now, looking at Yang Weijing's face, coupled with Mu He's attitude, Su Pei deeply remembered the black and white portrait in Mu He's studio, the portrait on it was very similar to Yang Weijing.

Same face, same youth.

Mu He persisted: "He is Xiaowan, he came back to look for me, he forgave me, and was willing to be with me again...it must be like this, Xiaowan, Xiaowan..."

He shouted stubbornly, trying to catch up again.

Su Peishen increased his strength, and directly pierced Mu He's fantasy: "You clearly know that he is dead. He died 30 years ago. Even if he is alive now, how could he still have that ageless youthful face. "

There was a roar in Mu He's mind. He remembered that he and Lu Wan were sleeping together in a dilapidated room, and that he and Lu Wan raised their glasses of wine after bowing to the sky and earth.

Lu Wan smiled lightly, with a calm expression on his face, he raised his head and drank the glass of wine, while his fingers trembled uncontrollably, the wine spilled out, he stared at the thorough and clean liquid, and didn't have the courage to drink it down.

In Lu Wan's disappointed eyes, he threw the glass of wine to the ground, slumped on the table, and said in pain, "I can't do it, I can't just leave them like this."

Suddenly realizing something, he threw himself in front of Lu Wan, anxiously: "You spit it out, spit it out quickly!"

If you spit it out, there may be a chance of survival.

Lu Wan shook his head, with a sad smile on the corner of his mouth: "That's it."

Immediately, that smile turned into a look of pain. Lu Wan clutched his stomach and fell into his arms, gradually losing his breath and temperature.

He didn't believe it, he didn't believe that Lu Wan just left like this, hugging him tightly, trying to warm that body back with his own body temperature: "Xiao Wan, don't sleep, we always have a way to make my parents accept us... "

Then, a group of people appeared in the picture. They rushed into the house and separated themselves from Xiaowan. While he was crying, the frantic old father knocked himself out with a cane.

After the world was dark, when it was bright again, he stood on the mountain in a daze, and a new coffin was slowly being buried not far away.

Who is there?Whose funeral is today?

What about Xiaowan, what about his Xiaowan, why didn't he appear by his side, he was so sick, why didn't Xiaowan come to take care of him?

That's right, Xiaowan died, and I, who promised to go to Huangquan Road with him, didn't dare to drink that glass of poisoned wine, and lived on mediocrity.

The world was spinning, and Mu He knelt down on the ground, just like he knelt down in front of Lu Wan's grave back then, weeping uncontrollably.

Su Pei stood quietly aside.

Although he doesn't know what happened 30 years ago, it is certainly not a happy story.

Don't mention sad things again.

The author has something to say: I feel a little deserted recently, hold my chin, alas.

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