Bai Yueguang, who is a scumbag man, got fucked [entertainment circle]

There was a slight fragrance of lilies in the air, and a pair of warm hands stroked his head.

Gu Jiao raised his head.

The mother, who was wearing a long plain dress, looked gloomy, and sat on the edge of the bed and said to him: "Xiaojiao, the university should be as far away from here as possible. It's best not to come back."

The next moment changed the scene again.Mom locked the real estate certificate in the safe and handed him the key: "Don't trust anyone, love and marriage are the most ridiculous things."

"I know. Mom, you haven't taken your medicine today, have you?"

"I feel sick after taking this medicine." Mom shook her head.

"How can you get better if you don't take medicine? I'll get you a glass of water."

"Sit down and read the book carefully." She pressed Gu Jiao's shoulders with undeniable strength, her face was sad and happy: "It doesn't matter if you take medicine or not, the difference between early death and late death."

Gu Jiao was terrified: "Mom, are you going to abandon me?"

"Son, you and your sister support each other and solve problems together." His mother suddenly disappeared and was replaced by Gu Ling.

"What are you helping me?" Gu Jiao suddenly burst into anger, an anger that even he himself could not understand.He thought Gu Ling was a traitor: "Don't appear in front of me."

Gu Ling's expression was light: "Mom is dead."

Coldness swept over his whole body, Gu Jiao started to run home, hearing the comments of passers-by along the way.

"Wen Jiangyue is dead."

"Turn on the gas, it seems like suicide."

……

This is impossible, how is this possible?

Gu Jiao was so sad that his heart trembled, and he shed tears uncontrollably.

Push open the door, the whole room is white.All the relatives he knew and didn't know arrived. They gathered together to chat, play cards, talk and laugh.Gu Jiao was uncertain for a moment.is this real?But he didn't dare to confirm the face inside the coffin.

Among all the gossip and laughter, his sadness seemed superfluous and ridiculous.Gu Jiao walked to the backyard as expressionlessly as possible.

The water in the backyard was sparkling, and his grandfather was fishing.

"How do you memorize the poems that my grandfather taught you before? 'What is the way to die? Let the body be on the same mountain. Relatives or remaining sorrows, others have already sang.' Life and death are nothing more than natural things, don't cry."

Gu Jiao desperately shook her head, crying more fiercely than before.

He really doesn't understand, why is everyone not sad?

Seeing that the persuasion was fruitless, grandpa sighed and took the fishing rod back to rest.

"Woo..." He couldn't bear it any longer, and wailed softly against the rushing river.

……

"Gu Jiao, what are you crying for?" It was Mu Zisui's voice.

Gu Jiao smelled the familiar scent of peppermint, buried her whole face in Mu Zisui's arms, and cried even louder.

Senior, he is really sad.

Mu Zisui didn't turn on the light, so he hugged the child in the night and let him cry.What kind of nightmare did she have to be so sad.

"I miss mom..." Gu Jiao cried.

Mu Zisui followed Gu Jiao's back step by step, comforting the child with a gentle voice.

Gu Jiao cried for more than half an hour before it turned into sobs.

He gradually realized that it was a dream—such a ridiculous dream.Gu Jiao knew clearly that those illogical speech scenes in the dream were actually the emotional projections received from his usually complicated subconscious mind.

Gu Jiao only attended one funeral when he was a child, it was his grandfather's.Grandpa is a highly respected person, and all the relatives present were very sad.And that poem was actually spoken by Wen Jiangyue to comfort him.

It's ridiculous to say that after realizing that his mother is still alive, Gu Jiao felt joy welling up in his heart.It turned out to be a dream, which is wonderful, and everything has not yet reached the point of nowhere to be traced.

Even though his mother is still in a coma on the hospital bed, but... she will definitely wake up.

Tears rushed out from the corners of his eyes again, Gu Jiao covered his eyes weakly.

Mu Zisui kissed his cheek reassuringly, tasted the bitter taste, salty.

"Is it better?"

"Hmm." Gu Jiao's voice was nasal and pitiful.

Time always smooths everything out.

In the week after Wen Jiangyue's accident, Gu Ling, who was pregnant with her second child, broke down and cried every day.Her husband, Gu Jiao's brother-in-law in name, is a programmer in a big factory, and he works overtime until he can't see anyone, let alone come to help.Gu Ling's husband's family complained about her being pregnant and crying all day long.

Gu Jiao was still in high school, so he sold his own house and handed over the money to his sister.Half of it is to pay Wen Jiangyue's medical expenses, and the other half is to make her sister more confident.

He ran between the school and the hospital, cried until he fell asleep in the dark, and woke up with tears...

After a long time, no amount of pain is worth mentioning.

After Gu Ling gave birth to her youngest daughter, she began to quarrel frequently with her husband, thinking that he earned too little, and blamed Gu Jiao for medical expenses and even Gu Ziming's debts.Her in-law's family is very satisfied. A married woman should not take care of her natal family's affairs.Gu Jiao watched coldly, wondering how much marriage changed people, and felt that love was not worth mentioning in front of the world.

Gu Jiao is used to silence in the hardships of life, occasionally when he thinks of his mother, his heart aches and he frowns again, and it's over.

He rarely dreamed of Wen Jiangyue.This time I will dream... Gu Jiao closed his eyes, probably it has something to do with the senior mentioning 'falling in love'.

Mu Zisui turned on the orange night light, and under the light, Gu Jiao's eyes and nose were all red.He took out a piece of wet tissue and wiped Gu Jiao's face: "The little cat."

Gu Jiao glanced at his phone, it was past five o'clock.

"Senior, I disturbed your sleep. I'm sorry."

Mu Zisui nodded the child's red nose from crying: "My child told me so many times a day that I'm sorry, which made us seem very unfamiliar."

"Then I..." Gu Jiao wanted to rub his eyes, only to realize that his left hand had been tugging at the senior's clothes.

He drew back.

Mu Zisui reached out to hold his hand.

Neither of them felt sleepy, and the orange light warmed and illuminated a peaceful scene.

"If you really can't let go of Auntie, we can arrange for her to be transferred to another hospital so that she can be closer."

Senior's voice, like an orange light, is bright but not irritating.

Gu Jiao sniffed: "I've thought about this, but my mother has a heart problem. The current hospital has been responsible for decades, and they have made a special plan. And after I graduate from university, I might still go home Stay there, there is no need to go back and forth."

"The medical level of the heart and brain in the capital is top-notch. Don't worry about the handover. I have a friend who is an expert in this area. Just leave it to him."

"But if that's the case..." I owe my senior a lot of favors.

"Even if you graduate, you won't let the kid go. You are from my...company."

"Senior, are you kidding me?"

"Guess." Reminding himself not to take advantage of others, Mu Zisui still lowered his head, and kissed Gu Jiao's lips in a precious and important way.

This is the last day of recording for the first issue of On the Road.

After admiring the natural scenery of Yu'an that seemed like a fairyland two days ago, the program team arranged a one-day cultural tour.In the morning, I went to the Huashen Palace, which is the habitat of the two souls of the flower world in the legend.

At noon, Gu Jiao and Mu Zisui left early - they were rushing to record "Dare to Say".

Just as prepared in advance, the host of "Dare to Say" launched a series of discussions on the inheritance and innovation of traditional culture.

Gu Jiao was fully prepared and gradually became less nervous.

Unexpectedly, at the end, the host suddenly talked about a different topic: "In "Song of Nature", we heard a fusion adaptation of operas by Mu Zisui and Gu Jiao. There is a passage that I remember correctly, It's "The Story of the Jade Hairpin."

Mu Zisui nodded, "It's the passage "Qin Tiao"."

""The Jade Hairpin" itself tells the love story of a Taoist nun Chen Miaochang and a scholar Pan Bizheng who broke through the world. The two meet again in the audience.

"I want to ask Zi Sui and Gu Jiao, what do you think of this section of "Qin Tiao"? Or, can you talk about your views on love."

Gu Jiao became upset.

Mu Zisui gave him time to think, and he answered first: "Taoist nuns and scholars in the background of feudal society who use the qin to challenge their thoughts can be called 'rude'. But behind the rudeness lies the sincerity and passion of love. warm……"

"As for the concept of love," Mu Zisui laughed, astonished as if the ice melted: "Loyalty, unswerving determination, it probably looks like this."

"As soon as you said 'loyalty', I thought of Yuan Haowen's "Yanqiu Ci". It was also "Ask the world, what is love, and teach people to make promises between life and death", and "Who does the shadow of a thousand mountains and snow go to?" '. Through the ages, how many legendary and soul-stirring loves have fascinated us."

……

"What's Gu Jiao's opinion?" The host directed the conversation to Gu Jiao.

Gu Jiao listened to the host and Mu Zisui quoting scriptures and discussing for a long time without saying a word, but he still couldn't form a suitable language in his heart. 'Love' suddenly became a split word in his eyes, one side is a noun condensed by all kinds of beauty, and the other side is the messy muddy reality.

He shook his head: "I didn't think about it. Maybe, as you said, love makes people yearn for it, so there are a lot of descriptions in literature."

The host couldn't help laughing. After knowing that Gu Jiao was a loyal audience of the show before going on stage, he inevitably used the kind of loving eyes that looked at the small audience when he looked at Gu Jiao: "Don't think this proposition is very serious. Forget it. Has Gu Jiao thought about falling in love?"

Gu Jiao blushed, only feeling that the presence of the senior beside him became extremely strong.

"No."

"Have you never been in love?" The host couldn't believe it: "Gu Jiao, at this age, can also think about this question. Goethe said in "The Sorrows of Young Werther", 'Which boy does not fall in love'. I am like you When I was so old, I chased my girlfriend to send love letters."

……

After the recording, Mu Zisui and Gu Jiao went back in the same car.

"Unhappy," Mu Zisui hugged Gu Jiao: "Don't want to fall in love."

Gu Jiao blushed and wanted to push away: "I didn't..."

After the host finished work, he gave Gu Jiao the contact information of several old friends and granddaughters as a joke.

Mu Zisui didn't let go, and wanted to emphasize it again: "Well, you can only want to fall in love with me."

The author has something to say: Say something about the anti-bar

Parents treat their sons and daughters equally materially and spiritually,

So it's not too much to ask them to be jointly responsible for the maintenance issue, right?

"Yanqiu Ci":

Ask the world, what is love, and teach life and death

To whom does the snow in the mountains and twilight turn?

"The Sorrows of Young Werther": Which Teenager Doesn't Love

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