The spring of rebirth

Cheng Chen and Jian Peiran were only concerned with the meaningless childish rivalry, Lin Yuanyuan silently put the fresh flowers he bought on the table when he came, and looked around, but there was no bottle for arranging flowers.

Probably before he came, Cheng Chen had already suppressed his anger because of Jian Peiran, and now he complained with excuses: "The special care ward doesn't even prepare vases, this hospital is really good at it."

Jian Peiran was still eating the apple he had peeled slowly, and said casually: "The hospital may think that there is already a vase in this ward, so it saves trouble."

Cheng Chen leaned against the bed and remained motionless, but his face was a hundred times uglier, "Who do you say is a vase?"

Jian Peiran threw the fruit core into the small trash can at the foot of the bed, turned to look at Lin Yuanyuan, and said, "Talk slowly, I'll go out for a while."

Before Lin Yuanyuan could speak, Cheng Chen turned his eyes and asked, "What are you going to do?"

Jian Peiran took a tissue from the table to wipe his hands, and replied, "Go and buy a vase."

After Jian Peiran went out, Lin Yaoyuan consciously ignored the chair beside the bed, sat on the sofa beside him, and asked, "Are you feeling better? Do you still have a stomachache?"

Cheng Chen said: "It's been a long time ago. The doctor insisted on staying in the hospital for observation for a few more days, probably because he saw that nouveau riche is stupid and rich, so he let go and slaughtered him hard."

Lin Yuanyuan said: "...you can't be wrong to listen to the doctor."

Cheng Chen picked up an oversized mug on the table. The drink in the cup didn't taste very good. Every time he took a sip, he frowned vigorously.

"I'm going to Australia for my annual vacation tomorrow. It will take about a month and I won't be back until after the Spring Festival."

Cheng Chen raised his head in surprise and said, "Extraordinary is jumping like this, are you still in the mood to go on vacation?" Seeing that Lin Yuanyuan was still in a daze, he couldn't help but said, "Extraordinary's new CEO took office last Wednesday. Restructuring the board of directors, streamlining the top management, rumors that Tang Qiyao has been suppressed a lot, you don't know about these things, do you?"

Lin Yuanyuan said: "I also know a little bit, but Tang Qiyao can handle it."

Cheng Chen was startled, looked at him suspiciously, and said, "You say such groundless words and still use such a proud tone, Lin Yuanyuan, are you okay?"

Lin Yuanyuan's face was a little hot when he said it, "Where is it?"

Cheng Chen said, "What other plans does he have?"

"I don't know," Lin Yuanyuan said, "He didn't say anything to me."

"Some media said that he wants to set up his own studio. This may be true, but I don't know if Tang Qiyao would be willing to abandon his hard work of more than ten years. If it wasn't for Tang Qiyao back then, Fei Fan would have been run over by Jian Peiran long ago. Leftovers, those old fellows on the board of directors are good at crossing rivers and tearing down bridges."

New Art Media was just a film and television investment company in the early years. Later, after Jian Peiran took over the power, he turned to focus on the artist brokerage market. Jian Peiran was born to swim in this muddy water, and it only took three years to develop and grow. However, the extraordinary operation mode is too old, and it is gradually showing signs of decline in the increasingly competitive entertainment industry.At that time, Tang Qiyao was promoted from the middle management to the director of the planning department, and he played a role in turning the tide in the confrontation with New Arts Media.

Lin Yuanyuan knew these things from a long time ago. Whenever he introduced Tang Qiyao to his white classmates when he was studying, he would always say this paragraph as if to show off.

"You really don't know that he's going to set up his own studio?" Cheng Chen still couldn't believe it, "Your management contract is coming to an end, and he's put so much effort into you, there's no reason to leave you to Fei Fei."

Lin Yuanyuan's heart moved, and he remembered what happened a few days ago, but he still said: "He really didn't talk about the studio."

Cheng Chen finally finished drinking what was in the mug, made a relieved expression, and then put down the mug, "That man Tang Qiyao hides his thoughts too deeply. I have seen from before that apart from his younger brother and Michael Wen, he There's no one you really trust."

Lin Yuanyuan laughed and said, "Secretary Wen is indeed very reliable."

Cheng Chen looked at him very seriously, "Lin Yuanyuan, your innocent appearance is really unbearable, please let out your flirtatious side, I will feel more comfortable."

"...I'm not that kind of person. You've always misunderstood me." Lin Yaoyuan thought for a while and added, "It's fortunate that there was a misunderstanding."

Cheng Chen said inexplicably, "Are you glad I dumped you?"

Lin Yaoyuan paused, and said, "You're not this kind of person either, why bother to force yourself, I think President Jian is sincere to you."

The words were vague, but of course Cheng Chen could understand, his expression changed instantly, and he said after a while: "You are so simple, but I am not, and neither is he."

Jian Peiran came back with a gold-plated vase in his arms. As soon as he entered the door, he noticed that the atmosphere in the ward was different. He went over to arrange the flowers calmly, saw the bottomed mug, and said with a smile: "Wow, a certain Ren is doing very well today, and you can add an optional dish at noon."

Cheng Chen rolled his eyes at him angrily, and said in a bad tone: "Does someone dare to be more childish?"

Lin Yuanyuan got up from the sofa and said, "Then I'll go back first, and I'll bring you gifts when I come back from Australia, uh... you guys."

Cheng Chen suddenly thought of something and asked, "Who are you going with?"

Lin Yaoyuan hesitated and said, "Myself."

Cheng Chen snorted knowingly, waved his hand and said, "Bon voyage."

Jian Peiran also waved his hand and said, "Bon voyage."

Lin Yuanyuan said: "...Goodbye."

After he left, Jian Peiran was still playing with the vase of flowers, and said casually: "What did you talk about with your old lover? It doesn't look very happy."

Cheng Chen lay on the bed, turned over to face the other side, and muttered, "It's none of your business."

Looking at his back, Jian Peiran unconsciously pinched a flower with his right hand, and said lightly: "I thought about it, it's better to eat fried spinach for lunch."

In the evening, Lin Yaoyuan started to pack his luggage after dinner. Although Tang Qiyao said that he didn't need to prepare anything, he still had to bring some personal items, including cameras, by himself.Packing a small suitcase, it was almost nine o'clock. After taking a shower, he lay on the bed and played games, waiting for Tang Qiyao to call before going to bed.

But the call came very late today, Tang Qiyao didn't call until after eleven o'clock, his voice was a little tired and distorted.

"Haven't you slept yet?"

"Well...it's late because I watched a super good show." In order to prove that he didn't lie, Lin Yuanyuan quietly picked up the remote control beside the bed and turned on the TV.

"Go to bed after watching it for a while, remember to wait for me tomorrow."

Lin Yuanyuan said: "What's wrong with you? You seem very tired."

"It's okay. On the last working day of this year, of course I have to work hard." Tang Qiyao's voice sounded a little more relaxed.

"...Are you working hard?" Lin Yuanyuan felt that he was pretending to be relaxed, so he couldn't help asking.

The other end of the phone was quiet for a while, and suddenly smiled softly, "It was hard work at first, but it doesn't matter after you take the initiative to care for me."

Lin Yuanyuan also laughed, and said in a soft voice: "Then you should go to bed early, anyway, we will meet tomorrow, don't talk so long."

"okay, see you tomorrow."

It took more than a minute after Tang Qiyao said this, but neither of them hung up the phone.

"Remote? Asleep?"

"No, why didn't you hang up?"

"What if you are reluctant to hang up?"

Lin Yuanyuan suddenly felt his heart beating, this feeling was too much like the feeling of being in love.He hurriedly said: "Then I'll hang up, bye."

Throwing the phone aside, he lay face down on the bed with his face buried between the mattresses.After a long time, he raised his head, his whole face was flushed red, as if he was short of breath and stuffy, or it seemed to be due to other reasons.

At ten o'clock the next morning, Tang Qiyao came to pick up Lin Yuanyuan to the airport as agreed.

Going downstairs, Lin Yuanyuan saw the driver unexpectedly, "Secretary Wen?"

Mike Wen nodded at him, still with an iceberg face.

On the way to the airport, Lin Yuanyuan felt vaguely uncomfortable. He and Tang Qiyao went on vacation together. From his heart, he didn't think it was a big deal, but he suddenly found out that there was a third person who knew about it. , this kind of psychological feeling is suddenly different.

Tang Qiyao noticed that he was a little awkward again, and said, "Mike is your manager, why are you so embarrassed seeing him?"

Lin Yuanyuan gave a "hmm" and said, "It's not embarrassing, it's very aboveboard."

Tang Qiyao laughed and teased him in a low voice, "That's right, it's not about having an affair."

Sure enough, Lin Yuanyuan's ears turned red soon, but he insisted: "I didn't do it because of this. Secretary Wen is not your driver. Why are you bothering him?"

Mike Wen said: "No trouble, he just gave me this car, I'm just testing it."

Tang Qiyao hasn't driven this Lotus for a long time, and he has been driving his new Porsche recently.It has only been more than a year since I bought this lotus. Tang Qiyao liked it very much when he was choosing a car.

Lin Yuanyuan lowered his voice and said, "Like the new and dislike the old."

Tang Qiyao glanced at him and said, "Little guy without a heart."

Lin Yuanyuan didn't know why, but his ears, which were already a little pink, were completely turned red by this intimate name.