Indulge in indulgence

Although Jiang Tao had known for a long time that young master Cen's character was unrestrained and casual, he always thought that every time he came out, he would go out as soon as he came out, but when he followed Cen Yi's ass and really started shopping for rings all over the street, at that moment he had a special kind of personality. The urge to quit on the spot.

Although Cen Yi wore sunglasses and a mask, he seemed to be very low-key, but from the moment he stepped into this high-end shopping mall, his tall and strong figure immediately attracted the attention of most people.

Cen Yi swaggered into the jewelry store, propped himself up on the counter, and said casually, "Give me all the most expensive rings here."

Look, for fear that others will not know that he is rich.

Jiang Tao's jealousy was overwhelming, and at the same time he wiped off his sweat - he already had a premonition that if Cen Yi continued to sway like this, the entry of #民敬疑着买婚环# would be flushed in a few days. On the hot search.

Fortunately, Master Cen doesn't seem to have any plans to continue shopping.

He carefully looked at the ring in the teller's hand, and waved his hand: "This is what I need, put it on."

From the beginning to the end, he didn't even glance at the price.

In fact, the first thing Cen Yi did when he entered the store this afternoon was to ask someone to bring out the most expensive batch, only looking at the style, not the price.

He was dressed in the clothes of a nobleman.

The behavior is very upstart.

"Jiang Tao, pay."

Cen Yi greeted him as usual, and realized what was happening after he finished speaking, he waved his hand at Jiang Tao with a smile, and fumbled for a card from his pocket: "Sorry, I'm used to it, I forgot that you can't afford it .”

Jiang Tao: "..."

This wasn't the first time he had the idea of ​​slapping the face of Cen Yi, the top handsome guy in the entertainment industry, into the mud.

Jiang Tao swallowed his anger and started the car. Looking at Cen Yi in the rearview mirror, he seemed to be very satisfied with this gift, and finally couldn't hold it back for a long time: "Didn't you say before that I am not worthy of mentioning it to Su Wen now?" Are you married?"

Cen Yi is very shameless: "Marriage is marriage, engagement is engagement.

Do you think I will only give Su Wen a ring? "

Jiang Tao's forehead was throbbing with blue veins, and he turned off the microphone.

For the next few days, Cen Yi was in a great mood, and the corners of his mouth seemed to go up to the sky.

Not only did the single-person shooting take one shot, but he also reluctantly took the time to talk about the drama to the juniors.

After all, he was nominated for Best Actor, and now he has a big face.

When he was free, he would go to give advice to He Luyao. These two have played quite a few scenes where the two confronted each other, and if they acted well, it would be quite a highlight.

After eating at noon, Cen Cenyi found a quiet place to give He Luyao a lecture. Many staff members in the studio took advantage of the noon time to take a nap. He was afraid of affecting others, and he was also afraid that he would be filmed on behalf of him if he talked outside. After taking pictures, I specially found the lounge next to the studio.

The next scene is the main scene, and He Luyao's current state was appointed to shoot, but he grinds it over and over again, until he grinds it five or six times, the overall mood will be better, and it won't be so abrupt.

Cen Yi was a little tired, and felt sleepy after leaning against the head of the bed for a while, seeing that He Luyao was almost done, he waved his hand: "Okay, I'll stay in this state this afternoon.

You practice, I'll go to sleep in the car for a while. "

As soon as he lifted his foot, He Luyao grabbed him: "Wait, Brother Cen!"

He Luyao walked too fast, tripped over something on the ground, staggered a few steps, and bumped into Cen Yi's arms.

Cen Yi was caught off guard by his bump, and took a few steps back, but subconsciously wrapped his arms around the person in front of him.

At this moment, there was a slight knock at the door.

He and He Luyao were in this small room. Although it was just an accident just now, but after all, their posture was ambiguous. If outsiders saw it, they might not spread it.

Cen Yi held He Luyao in his arms—this seemed to be the protective action he had taken for Su Wen these past few months. He waited for He Luyao to gain a firm foothold, and he realized something was wrong, so he sent a hand to touch , stood up and patted his dusty shoulder and back: "Your words are not smooth, and you can't walk well?"

He Luyao's ears were red, and he said timidly, "I didn't mean it."

"What did you just say?"

He Luyao raised his eyes rippling with spring water, and said softly, "Thank you."

His frowns and smiles are really shocking, but Cen Yi still smiled without changing his face: "What's the matter, I will take care of everyone, but why are you becoming so alien now, you were not like this before. "

What he said was very unintentional, but with a somewhat pointed tone, maybe He Luyao heard something, the original red at the base of his ears quickly faded, and he looked a little sickly pale.

Cen Yi didn't pay attention to him anymore, just as he walked out the door, he almost bumped into Jiang Tao who was galloping again.

One after another, Cen Yi asked with a dark face: "Are you rushing to reincarnate, Old Jiang?"

"Let me tell you that I saw Cen Yi in broad daylight."

Jiang Tao grabbed him suddenly, "I seemed to see Su Wen walking by just now!"

After all, Jiang Tao is a highly myopic patient with a prescription of [-] degrees. Cen Yi raised his eyebrows and didn't take it seriously: "You may have seen a ghost, Su Wen's plane tomorrow morning."

Jiang Tao looked left and right, with a look of surprise and uncertainty.

Cen Yi shook his head amusedly, took a cigarette from his pocket, and went out with it in his mouth: "Let's go, Old Jiang, let's smoke a cigarette together."

Before Jiang Tao stepped out of the base, he couldn't help but glance back.

How could he be wrong?

He just clearly saw that Su Wen was wearing a thin ginger windbreaker, with a slender white neck exposed under his black hair. He stopped at the door for a moment, then turned and left.

It's just that he left too fast, and when Jiang Tao arrived, he disappeared without a trace.

But if it was really Su Wen, how could he turn around and leave without even seeing Cen Yi?

After a while, Jiang Tao let out a sigh of relief, took off his glasses and wiped them off, hesitatingly thinking: Could it be that Cen Yi mentioned Su Wen in his ear every day, giving him hallucinations.

This incident didn't bother Jiang Tao for too long, and he threw it behind him in a blink of an eye. He leaned against the car with Cen Yi and smoked a cigarette, and got into the car together.

Until the plane landed again, when Su Wen got off the plane, his expression was still in a trance.

It was already dark outside the airport.

Su Wen lowered the brim of his hat a little tiredly, and hurriedly walked out with the crowd.

He knew he shouldn't come back so decisively.

Cen Yi is not a casual person on the set, there must be a misunderstanding, at the very least, he should go in and ask Cen Yi what happened.

But when he saw the slender man, the moment Cen Yi held him in his arms, his legs responded for him first. Almost instantly, Su Wen's lips trembled slightly, and he turned around. Fleeing.

Su Wen admitted that he was scared.

In the past, he dared to rush into Chang Bin's room to question, but now, he can't do anything.

He didn't even dare to let Cen Yi know that he had been here, let alone seek an answer.

This time the surprise turned out to be a fright.

He passed the canteen at the airport, went in and bought a pack of cigarettes and a lighter.

Then hid in a corner where no one was around, pulled off the mask, tremblingly took out one and bit it in his mouth.

His fingers were shaking so much that he couldn't light the fire after a few strokes.

He thought a little bored, why can't he even do this little thing well?

The smell of nicotine rushed into the lungs, and the gray-white smoke permeated Su Wen's delicate and handsome eyebrows and eyes. Su Wen smoked so anxiously that he coughed several times due to choking.

Su Wen quit smoking for a long time, and the few times he smoked during this period were all because of Cen Yi.

The first time was on the balcony of Cen Yi's house, and the second time was on the street corner near the airport.

Putting himself and He Luyao together, the three-month lover compared to the three-year first love, the physical relationship attracted by pheromones compared to the green and ignorant teenage love, he didn't think there was any comparison.

He seemed to be in some kind of dead end, on the one hand he wanted to convince himself that there was nothing between them, on the other hand he kept telling himself that you had no chance of winning.

As long as he thought of the possibility of getting hurt, he couldn't help but want to escape.

He seldom underestimated himself like this. He had already stood high enough, but he always felt that there was still something missing.

He is a person who has struggled step by step from the mud pit to this point, but he always feels dissatisfied with himself.

Su Wen is a contradiction between conceit and low self-esteem.

This is his own problem.

Su Wen can't even think normally now, he is like a human-shaped balloon that has been evacuated and compressed, and he can't feel anything except endless exhaustion.

There was a hole in the heart, and the night wind whizzed in, a coldness that carried emptiness.

Now how to do?

He thought in confusion and distress.

Do you want to buy another ticket to fly back tomorrow?

Su Wen stood for a while, and after smoking a cigarette, Lu Xiao's phone just happened to ring.

Probably seeing that he didn't reply for a long time, Lu Xiao asked him: "Have you arrived, Brother Wen?"

"I'm near the airport."

Su Wen tried his best to calm his tone, "You order a meal, and I'll be back at the hotel in a while."

"It's not Brother Wen, which airport are you at now? Didn't you go to see He Anshi at noon? Does Brother Cen know when you come back?"

Su Wen didn't say a word, this series of questions made his temple throbbing.

Su Wen interrupted her chatter: "Listen to Lu Xiao, don't tell Cen Yi anything today."

He held up his mobile phone, walked on the street a little distractedly, and hail a taxi casually.

Lu Xiao heard his voice waving a car: "Brother Wen, where are you, just stand still, I'll pick you up!"

Su Wen's throat rolled: "No, I'll be there in a while."

He hung up the phone, exhaled very lightly, and raised his eyes indifferently: "Master, please turn left."

As soon as the glare of the glare shone on his profile reflected on the car window, followed by the harsh sound of brakes.

drop----

Cen Yi, who was rushing to the crew hotel, suddenly jumped up from the car seat.

He moved so loudly that he even shook the whole car.

Jiang Tao, who was waiting for the red light, was taken aback, turned his head and cursed: "Uncle Cen, why are you having such a sudden fit!?"

Cen Yi looked straight ahead, his handsome brows were furrowed, he hesitated for a moment and said: "I just... suddenly felt very uncomfortable."

Jiang Tao rolled his eyes at him: "Congratulations, you slept an average of three hours a day for three consecutive weeks, which is a precursor to sudden death."

The red light ahead turned green, and the cars on the road began to drive slowly.

Cen Yi leaned back again, and he sat in a daze for a while, seeming to be frightened by his nervousness just now, forced a smile: "I can't die suddenly, otherwise Su Wen will be a widow."

"Don't put gold on your face, when will Su Wen come to make a decision tomorrow?"

"Ah."

"When the time comes, will you drive me to pick up the airport?"

"That's for sure."

Cen Yi said, "My wife finally came here, what's the matter if she doesn't accept?"

Cen Yi closed his eyes, put his hands in his pockets, until he touched the small ring box, the sudden palpitations he felt just now gradually subsided.

Cen Yi suddenly opened his eyes again: "Old Jiang, is the restaurant you ordered ready?"

"Booked a week ago.

Do you think that it is so difficult to get a seat at that restaurant, and it will be a ghost if you can make a reservation today. "

Cen Yi groaned, and lazily said, "You are the only one who is reliable!"

Jiang Tao snorted coldly: "It's good that you know."

Cen Yi crossed his arms and looked out the car window at the endless traffic flow, the dim yellow street lamps crossed on the roof one after another.

Looking back, you can see the towering building, and you can see the radiant light strips and lights of the high-end restaurant, standing magnificently and grandly in the night.

The author says:

Congratulations to Cen Yi for achieving the achievement of "passing by my wife"