Dress as the notorious Omega

Lu Zhan's maverick song also topped the domestic and foreign music platform charts, and the topic and popularity also climbed to the top of the social platform during the daytime the next day.

The bold, thought-provoking lyrics and the strange ravings in the middle set off a frenzy of discussion among audiences around the world.

But the few people who really knew the truth didn’t have time to celebrate. Lu Zhan’s label had a mission to tour the world, and he was locked up in the practice room for training every day. .

The parking lot of the nursing home was full of unknown black cars, like a grim reaper.

Because of the old illness caused by old man Zhou's high fever, everyone in the Zhou family was panicked and restless for a while, but also because of this sudden illness, old man Zhou didn't see Lan Ran pouring dirty water on Jun Zhiqian.

It was already three days later when Mr. Zhou was out of danger - that matter was handled by Jun Zhiqian.

After waking up, Mr. Zhou asked Jun Zhiqian to stay and take care of him. No matter how jealous the others were, they could only pay a brief visit and then leave angrily.

"...I dreamed, I dreamed of your mother..." Mr. Zhou moved his bony hands, forcing a smile on his tired face.

Jun Zhiqian, who was testing the temperature of the water, froze for a moment, then he put down the water glass with a serious expression, "Is it last night?"

"Yeah." The old man looked at the ceiling thoughtfully, and said with emotion, "She is still so beautiful, so young, as good-looking as the first time I saw her."

Jun Zhiqian didn't know what the scene was when the two met, but he could hear from the old man's expression and tone that he missed the past very much and was very sorry.

"...It would be great if she hadn't met me." Mr. Zhou's memory ended with this sentence, and Jun Zhiqian seemed to hear a long and sad sigh.

What's the use? Why didn't you cherish it at the beginning, and pretended to be dying.

Jun Zhiqian pursed his lips, dipped a facial swab in warm water, and wiped the old man's chapped lips, his eyes pitying.

Su Yan stood aside and watched quietly, like an outsider who had nothing to do with him.

After moistening his throat, Mr. Zhou asked the nurse to help him adjust the height of the hospital bed, and then he beckoned for Su Yan to come over to him.

Su Yan didn't dare to hesitate, she quickened her pace and stood beside Jun Zhiqian.

Looking at the two well-matched couple, Mr. Zhou seemed to have appreciation in his eyes. He asked them to stand closer so that he could take a closer look.

Jun Zhiqian held Su Yan's hand and walked forward, staring fixedly at Mr. Zhou's wrinkled face.

"That's great," Mr. Zhou sighed softly, then repeated in a murmur, "That's great."

Su Yan was also immersed in great sadness. He was afraid that he would choke up when he opened his mouth, so he clenched his lower lip, not daring to look at the expression of old man Zhou.

Mr. Zhou suddenly raised his voice, "Tomorrow, let's hold the wedding ceremony tomorrow."

Su Yan was taken aback, and quickly turned to look at Jun Zhiqian.

Jun Zhiqian didn't speak, but he was obviously surprised.

Mr. Zhou resisted the pain in his internal organs, and said with a smile: "I know my own body, it's only a few days... I want to give your mother an explanation, so that I can ask her forgiveness when we meet underground."

The pain was unbearable, Mr. Zhou paused, and continued: "The wedding was held in the name of the Zhou family. Aqian, you are the legitimate heir of the Zhou family. I, I can go down to see her at ease..."

When Su Yan heard the word "heir", he couldn't help but clenched Jun Zhiqian's fingers tightly.

Jun Zhiqian didn't have much reaction, he nodded, "Ann will do as my father said, and I will arrange it."

After closing the door of the intensive care unit tightly, Su Yan let out a long breath.

"Mr. Jun, what should we do now?" Su Yan asked after catching up with Jun Zhiqian.

"Arrange the wedding." Jun Zhiqian answered neatly.

In fact, the wedding venue had already been prepared, and the invitations had already been delivered to the invitees. The wedding emcee belonged to Mr. Zhou and could be there whenever he was called.

After Jun Zhiqian asked his assistant to confirm the weather at sea tomorrow, he sent a temporary notice to hold the wedding in advance to all invitees.

As a result, of course most people were surprised, but they would definitely arrive. A small number of people could not make it due to schedule problems, but they also sent blessings to the two.

After talking with Mr. Zhou's personal assistant about tomorrow's procedures, Jun Zhiqian drove Su Yan home.

It was past nine in the evening when we arrived at the door of the house. Jun Zhiqian stopped the car, but found that Su Yan beside him had fallen asleep with his head tilted at some point.

Afraid of disturbing Jun Zhiqian's night train, Su Yan leaned towards the window, crossed her hands on her chest, and pressed her head against the window.

Jun Zhiqian stretched out his hand, and when he was about to touch Su Yan, he dismissed the idea of ​​waking him up, and helped Su Yan unbuckle his seat belt. Then Jun Zhiqian walked around to the co-pilot, opened the door, and carried him out of the car. out.

After hard work, Jun Zhiqian gently put Su Yan on the bed, imitating his eyebrows and eyes with his fingers.

Only at this time can he observe Su Yan without distraction.

After watching for a while, Jun Zhiqian got up and went to the cloakroom to change.

Hearing footsteps, Su Yan dared to open his eyes.

He woke up when Jun Zhiqian hugged him and got out of the car. He thought he was going to get married, they were both old couples, and Jun Zhiqian would do something to him, but he didn't expect him to stare at him Almost half an hour!

What is the concept of almost half an hour?Enough for a home run!Su Yan has never doubted her own charm like this.

No, I can't sit still... Su Yan thought so, and followed Jun Zhiqian into the bathroom on tiptoe.

Hearing the sound of rushing water coming from inside, and looking at the faintly visible abdominal muscles behind the frosted glass, Su Yan swallowed involuntarily, her heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

But before he touched the doorknob, the sound of water flow stopped, and the frosted door was suddenly pulled open. Su Yan exclaimed, and was pulled in by a big hand.

A drop of warm water slid down the glass, and the warm light reflected the two people's staggered figures.

It was not until three o'clock in the morning that a "fierce battle" was completely over.

When Jun Zhiqian dried his hair and walked out of the bathroom, he saw Su Yancheng occupying the entire bed with the word "big", staring straight at the ceiling, his eyes were a little distracted.

"Sleep for a while?" Jun Zhiqian approached Su Yan and sat down.

Su Yan noticed Jun Zhiqian approaching, retracted his legs and feet, patted the position beside him, and signaled Jun Zhiqian to lie down.

Jun Zhiqian did as he did, with his arms resting on the back of Su Yan's neck, his fingers naturally wrapped around his hair, and the two lay quietly together like this, the night was extraordinarily quiet.

"If only... she could see it." Su Yan suddenly said this without thinking, breaking the silence.

Who is she? Jun Zhiqian thought for a while, thinking that Su Yan was missing a relative.

In Su Yan's mind is her mother's face—Su Yan wants to know how she, who has always been rigid and stubborn, cannot accept that her son is gay, and how she will feel when she sees herself marrying a man.

Will you be happy, sad, or worried...

Su Yan turned around and buried her face in Jun Zhiqian's clothes, with a dull voice, "Mr. Jun, you will treat me well, right?"

This sentence seems to be a calm question, and it seems to be eagerly pleading for affirmation.

Jun Zhiqian's hand covered the back of his head, feeling the slightly moist touch, and made the most solemn promise.

Su Yan's eyes were red secretly in Jun Zhiqian's arms, and he didn't want to be a person who can only grow up by gaining a sense of security from others, but he always felt that his hands were empty, and those heavy loves were illusory.

Even Mr. Jun, who can be held in his arms, is a fake.

This is his own problem.

Su Yan closed her eyes hard, thinking that she must be crazy to have such a real dream.

Dreaming that someone loves you.

I dreamed that someone loved me so sincerely.

-

The wedding on the second day was extremely smooth. As the only elder, Mr. Zhou put up all his energy to entertain the guests, and everyone's faces were filled with smiles.

After finishing the marriage process, Mr. Zhou brought Jun Zhiqian to his business partners and old friends, and formally introduced Jun Zhiqian to them.

After all, it was a day of great joy, and the old man who was strictly prohibited from drinking also had a few more drinks. After the noon banquet, he was sent back to the nursing home, and the young people were left drinking and chatting.

Su Yan stayed with Yuan Pingjiang, Qi Guang and Xu Chu the whole time, and they played a game of mahjong on their mobile phones, having a great time playing.

Su Yan won a lot of money, thinking that there was nothing to do in the afternoon, he suggested that everyone go to the mountain to soak in the hot spring.

"What the boss says is what he says, and I have no objection." Qi Guangju agreed with both hands and feet. He and Xu Chu have just released a new album recently, and they haven't had time to take a good rest. They want to take this opportunity to relax.

Su Yan picked up her mobile phone and was about to book a hot spring hotel when an unfamiliar call came in.

He didn't plan to answer it, but he was afraid of something urgent, so he swiped his finger and connected the phone.

"...Su Yan, Su Yan! You finally picked it up! Su Yan, can you help Dad... Dad really has nothing to do...Su Yan! Did you hear..."

Yuan Pingjiang was sitting next to Su Yan, and when he heard the sharp roar coming from the phone, he immediately realized that something was wrong.

"Who called? Do you need to tell Jun Zhiqian?"

Su Yan covered the phone receiver apologetically, and hurriedly shook her head, "No need, it's fine."

He got up, said he had something to deal with, and turned around to go outside the hotel.

Taking a deep breath, Su Yan picked up the phone and asked, "Su Haihe, what else do you want?"

Su Haihe seemed to have calmed down a lot, "... 9000 million, give me another 9000 million, and I can turn around! I need money now, help me!"

Ridiculous and sad.

Su Yan smiled silently, and was about to hang up the phone when Su Haihe threatened again: "If you don't help me, don't blame me for being rude!"

"What do you want to do?"

"Hahaha... Do you think Jun Zhiqian is really clean? You have no idea what kind of person he is, Su Yan, you have been deceived, you have been completely deceived by him..."

When Su Yan heard the approaching footsteps behind him, his heart was empty. Before he could turn his head, the phone was taken away from his fingertips.

Su Haihe's noisy voice stopped abruptly.

[The author has something to say: get married, but not sweet

old man, danger

Good night in advance!It’s rare to write another [-] words hhhh]