Superstar, No Big Deal?!

This is irresponsible

His 37th birthday dinner was very lively. Celebrities in the business world, big names in the entertainment industry, and politicians all joined in. They all called him "Mr. Tang". To have a relationship with himself, he has no other answer except for a distant smile.

At the dinner, Shan Yatong, who had rushed back from the United States, also attended. He looked at the people surrounding Shan Yatong and smiled bitterly, not knowing what to say to that person.

"Mr. Tang," seeing the man throwing Xiao Zimo aside and walking towards him, he unconsciously curled the corners of his mouth, and when the man called him, he said with a smile, "I heard that you just came back from the United States. ?"

The man curled his mouth, "Fortunately, it's your birthday anyway, of course I should come back." It wasn't a polite smile, but a real one with warmth.

He tightened his hand holding the wine glass, feeling sore, "Thank you."

"No need," the man took out a chain from his body, a pendant inlaid with jade, with an indescribable charm, "I saw this in a store in Chinatown, the United States. I heard from the owner that this chain can give People bring happiness, I don’t know if it’s true or not, I just take it as a blessing.”

"Why, you also feel that I am single and pitiful, so you give me this thing?" Although he was speaking, he took the chain from the man and held it tightly in his palm, with a weak smile on his face, " I don't even know when you became superstitious."

Shan Yatong lowered her eyelids, looked at the hand with almost white knuckles, looked away, maintained a somewhat stiff smile, and concealed a trace of apology in her eyes.

It's not that he doesn't know Tang Ruanqing's intentions, it's just that he knew it too late. Even if it was a lifetime apart, he didn't know that he had a different thought for himself when he faced the boy who always smiled brightly.

Or maybe...it was because I cared too much about myself in my previous life, but I didn't know what kind of feelings the people around me had for me.The entertainment industry is too realistic, too complicated, love is too unreliable, and he is not someone who trusts others easily.

"Come out for a drink with me." The middle-aged man's face was full of tiredness. Even though his face still looked young, he couldn't hide the tiredness in his eyes. He looked at Shan Yatong, There was a kind of begging when he spoke.

"Well, when I came here just now, the moonlight outside was very good," people who have been in this circle for many years always speak so comprehensively.

The two walked out of the house, although they said they were going out for a drink, but neither of them had any intention of drinking. They sat on the carved bench in the garden with their exquisite wine glasses, watching the crescent moon in the sky and fell silent for a while.

"Many years ago, I wanted to sit on this chair and look at the moon with the person I love," he said with a wry smile. "When I was young, my thoughts were always so beautiful and unrealistic." So beautiful that he now I don't have the courage to look back at the past time.

Hearing these words, the long eyelashes of the young man trembled, and it took a long time before he forced a smile, "Things from when I was young are always..." He wanted to say that it was unreal, unreliable, or beautiful. In front of this person, it seemed that something Words cannot be used.

The first time I saw this man with poor words, he smiled and took a sip of wine, "But I don't regret it, I don't regret meeting him that morning, I don't regret falling in love with him slowly, and I don't regret when I was young almost childish expectations."

The young man listened quietly, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

"I think, if I go back to the past again, I will definitely tell him my heart. I don't need to worry about whether that person can accept me, and I don't need to worry about whether that person is the one I love. At least... want that person Knowing that I loved him," he smiled bitterly, "I don't know how many wrong steps I have taken all these years, if... If it is possible, I really hope that on the day I first met him, I would see him faint On that day, I can pay close attention to him and stay by his side even if I have a thick face."

The hand holding the wine glass was a little cold. The young man looked at the vain smile on his face, raised his head slightly, and sighed, "At that time, he was suppressed by the young master of the Xiao family. Records, and then achieved a unique position in the entertainment industry, no one can bully, no one... can't insult," he bit his lower lip, "maybe at that time, he didn't have the energy to love at all, and he didn't understand like."

"Yeah, at that time, I didn't know what kind of position he was in, and I was so close to the person who killed him," he buried his head in his palm in pain, "At that time, I was too When you're young, you don't know how to love at all."

"When you understand love, that person is no longer around." He took a deep breath, exposed his face, took another sip of wine, and looked sideways at the young man beside him, "Tell me, is this person very ridiculous?"

The young man's eyes were filled with complex emotions. The corners of his mouth twitched. Once again he felt that he was at a loss for words. After all, he just looked away, looked at the champagne in his glass, and took a big sip, "This...is nothing ridiculous... "

"Isn't it ridiculous?" He sneered, "The person I love is always by my side, with so many flaws, but I can't recognize him, isn't it ridiculous?"

"No, it's not that you can't see it, it's that person who is covering it up," the young man said in a low voice, "It's not your fault at all."

"It's just that there is no fate, right, Anjue?" He smiled wryly, "We met so early, but we ended up with you in the end, and you and Xiao Zimo didn't know each other in the previous life, but now they live together, this is fate ?"

The young man looked at him, still not speaking.

He sighed, put down the wine glass, stretched out his hand and hugged the young man into his arms, "I know you are no longer Jing Anjue from the previous life, this hug is an extra gift for my birthday celebration, okay?"

The young man didn't refuse, and let him hug him, and hugged him with his back. Neither of them spoke again, but the young man felt something warm passing by the side of his face, which made his cheek ache.

The moonlight is cool and cold, and what is witnessed is never consummation, but sadness.

Time will never stop for anyone, no matter how noisy the occasion is, there will be times when it becomes silent. He stood on the balcony and watched the youth and another person walk out of his villa, and then he clearly saw the youth He paused, then turned around.

His sight has never been so clear, he looked at the young man and said, sorry.

It seemed that that person didn't have anything to be sorry for him, it was just his secret love from beginning to end, he didn't know it, and he didn't need to know it.

However, these three words made his heart ache.

Watching the young man walk out of his sight step by step, he closed his eyes, walked into the room, and closed the curtains, as if closing his loving heart.

The lights were not turned on in the room, and in the dark room, he took out the necklace that the man gave him, brought it to his lips and kissed it softly, "Goodbye, my love."

Even though this is not a gift representing love, he still wears it around his neck. If that person thinks it will bring him happiness, he will do as he says, happiness or unhappiness, what does it matter? relation?

Turn on the computer, play that person's song, then close your eyes and recall the past, unknowingly fell into a dream.

Fainted, father's office, the aisle, and then the communication at work, it turned out that I didn't get close to him, if...if...if I could get closer to that person earlier.

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Waking up from his sleep, he found that he was not sitting on a chair, but lying on a soft bed. Did someone enter his room?

"Third young master, it's time to go to work, so don't be late," Zhang Ma, who had always treated him well, said outside the door.

Third young master?How many years ago was this?At that time, I was 23 or [-] years old, young and energetic.

Is it a dream?He fell into a mood of intense anticipation and panic about something.

Driving to the company, looking at the blue sky outside, everything was very real, and the anticipation in his heart almost made him unable to breathe.

Stiffly pressing the elevator floor, he felt for the first time that the speed of the elevator was so slow.

Walking to the aisle in a hurry, he stopped stiffly, no one, no one in the aisle.

He looked around, but there was still no one. Where did that person go?Obviously at that time, he was there.At that time, he pointed to a butterfly and said that it was very interesting that a butterfly could fly to the 23rd floor.

He looked at the glass window, and there was indeed a white pink butterfly parked there. The butterfly was there, but the people watching the butterfly didn't know where it was.

He stared blankly at the butterfly, was it really an extravagant wish?

"What are you looking at?" A familiar voice sounded behind him. This voice had been stored in his mind for 15 years. Now that he really heard it, he felt like a dream.

Turning his head slowly, he saw the man standing in the morning light, with fine hair sticking to his forehead, and a warm smile on his face, like the brightest light in the world, shining into his heart.

With a hoarse voice, he wanted to say, I am looking at butterflies.I want to say, I am waiting for someone.

But at this time, he couldn't say a word, and his vision gradually blurred.

The man approached slowly, and his eyes finally fell on the butterfly resting on the glass window, "Are you looking at... the butterfly?"

"Hmm..." he blinked and said with a smile, "I'm waiting for a butterfly to stop."

The man was obviously a little surprised, "Waiting for the butterfly to stop on the 23rd floor?"

"Yes, although this building is tall, as long as this butterfly doesn't give up and flies up layer by layer, it will always arrive here." He looked at the young man's profile, "It will definitely arrive."

The man raised his eyebrows and nodded, "It seems to make sense..."

How could it be unreasonable?Am I now by your side?He smiled, his eyes flushed slightly, "It's finally here."

"what?"

"No."

This time, let me hold your hand and never let go.