Mr. Yan, break up

The work of the flower shop is not heavy. The quick-spoken little idol Lu Zi'an and the girl from the variety show cafe are responsible for receiving customers outside. Song Chuan and another girl are responsible for packaging, and the remaining one will temporarily become the store manager and manage the affairs.

They have no more or less guests every day, just enough for them to spend a day, and they are not too busy.Song Chuan deals with all kinds of flowers every day, and suddenly feels that this kind of clean life is also very good.

I don't make much money, but it's enough to live comfortably.

They stayed in City C for more than a week, made enough money, and were ready to start the next journey.He Nai gave them some time to rest and recuperate before they headed to the next city.The two girls dressed up in disguise and went out for a stroll, while the remaining two boys took advantage of this time to catch up on drafts and participate in activities.Song Chuan was the only one left in the group.

At first he still had the interest to go out for a stroll, but when he could keenly notice a figure following him not far or near every time he went out, he still decided that it would be better to stay in the hotel.

In order not to go out, there will always be Yan Jingting, the lingering ghost, following him.

Song Chuan slept in the hotel until mid-morning every day, but this day he received a message from He Nai who hadn't shown up for a long time.

[Are you free in the afternoon, I want to ask you to do me a favor. 】

He Nai and Song Chuan made an appointment at a coffee shop not far from the hotel. The coffee shop was located in a remote place. When they went there, it was after lunch, and the sun blocked the courage of many people to go out, so they ordered coffee at this time. There are not many people in the hall, and it is quite quiet.

Song Chuan didn't wear makeup or a mask. He knew that he was an idiot, and few people knew him. Excessive disguise would be more eye-catching.He just came here in sportswear, and as soon as he entered the door, he found that He Nai had already arrived.

He Nai found a corner by the window, and Song Chuan sat over. The two handsome men got together and there was a little commotion. A few girls in the cafe secretly took pictures with their mobile phones, but the two of them were surprised They looked at each other strangely and smiled.

He Nai handed the menu to Song Chuan: "What do you want to try? I invite you."

The main specialty of this cafe is all kinds of coffee, as well as small desserts.Song Chuan ordered a cup of latte and handed over the egg.

He Nai glanced at him and asked him, "Are there any taboos?"

Song Chuan was taken aback: "I...are allergic to beans."

"Ah...that's a pity, the soy milk cake here is quite delicious," He Nai shook his head regretfully, "But the Swiss roll is also good. Back then I liked the matcha flavor the most. Can you accept matcha?"

He Nai asked carefully, and Song Chuan felt warm: "Yes, thank you."

He Nai smiled as warmly as a breeze, and the two of them asked and answered naturally.Song Chuan felt that he and himself were like friends who had known each other for a long time, enthusiastically sharing the things he liked.

This feeling of getting along is really good.

He Nai handed the menu to the waiter, and then got to the point: "I'm looking for you today, but I actually have something to ask of you."

"What's the matter, is something wrong?" Song Chuan saw that He Nai's brows were slightly frowned, not worried, but rather embarrassed.

He Nai smiled shyly: "Do you still remember the script in my hand when we first met? It was "Ming Xu"."

Song Chuan nodded. He could see He Nai's love for the script. He even took the recording with him. How could he not remember it.

"I plan to start filming "Ming Xu" after the recording of the variety show is over."

Hearing that He Nai was not going to give up filming, Song Chuan was surprised at first, and then he was really happy for him: "Really?"

He Nai nodded: "I've edited and deleted the plot of the script for a while, and it's almost done. I asked you out today. Actually... I actually want to invite you to act."

"Invite... me?" Song Chuan was a little surprised.

"Yes," He Nai took out the script from behind his back. This script was different from the one he read last time, it was brand new, and it didn't have the wrinkled appearance of the last time.The title on the cover page also changed from "Ming Xu" to "Ming Xu (Second Draft)".

"I want to invite you to play the role of You Ping. You can read the script before making a decision. I'm not in a hurry."

Song Chuan casually flipped through the first page, the first page clearly stated the character introduction, You Ping's name was in the third place, second only to the male and female protagonists, it seemed that he was the second male character.He took a general look at You Ping's personal profile: it is the setting of the villain in this play.He is a good friend of the heroine, but he has been secretly coveting the heroine for a long time, trying every means to destroy the relationship between the hero and the heroine, and deepen the misunderstanding between the hero and the heroine.

The heroine has always been unaware of this, but instead confides all her inner thoughts to him.In the end, the hostess knew You Ping's thoughts and wanted to stay away from him, but You Ping broke out into extreme paranoia and forced the hostess to be locked up.The hero couldn't find the heroine, and he thought the heroine was dead, so he gave up looking for it.When the heroine desperately escaped from the shackles and ran out, she found that the hero had already married someone else.

"Is this a tragedy?" Song Chuan roughly read the whole script, pursed his lips, hesitated, swallowed what he wanted to say.

He Nai saw what he was thinking, and smiled indifferently: "Are you trying to say that tragedies are not favored by people now? Will the filming affect the box office?" Song Chuan was seen by others. , nodded awkwardly.

He Nai smiled calmly: "I just want to take pictures of what I desire most in my heart, and I don't want to cater to the trend of the public."

After all, there was some self-mockery in his smile: "Maybe, this is why I made one after another."

He Nai took this matter very freely, even after so many times, he still persisted in walking his own path. In this era, there are not many people who can stick to their hearts like He Nai. Song Chuan's stubbornness made Song Chuan feel good about him for no reason.

Song Chuan closed the script: "I promise to shoot."

He Nai was taken aback for a moment, and said pleasantly, "You...don't think about it?"

Song Chuan shook his head: "Actually, I am very envious of you being able to insist on yourself. Besides, your script is so good, of course I want to join."

After all, their coffee and desserts were also served on the table. The matcha swiss roll had a slight fragrance. Song Chuan took a sip and it was really delicious.

He Nai looked at him nervously: "How does it taste?"

Song Chuan smiled and gave a thumbs up.

He Nai let out a satisfied sigh of relief.

There was no filming of Song Chuan in the afternoon, and He Nai left most of the affairs to other people in the group. The two of them just sat in the cafe, chatting and laughing all afternoon.

What they didn't know was that not far away, there was a black car parked. The windows of that car were closed and not opened. One or two pedestrians passed by from outside from time to time, all facing the expensive car. The car cast an envious look.

At this moment in the car, the assistant sitting on the co-pilot glanced at the two talking and laughing people in the cafe, and then at Yan Jingting in the back row.

Yan Jingting was sitting in the back row, didn't speak, didn't get angry, just stared at the two people in the cafe for a long time, to be exact, Yan Jingting's gaze never moved away from the moment Song Chuan entered.

Just staring at them blankly.

Song Chuan and He Nai didn't know what they said, Song Chuan laughed so hard, He Nai carefully moved the coffee in Song Chuan's hand, for fear that Song Chuan would accidentally drop it.

Yan Jingting's eyes are dark, and the more harmonious the two of them get along, the more dazzling he feels.

Crazy jealousy surged up in his heart, he was jealous that Song Chuan could chat and laugh with another person in an afternoon cafe, but he was stingy with even a curve of his lips to himself; he was jealous of Song Chuan He can accept the coffee desserts offered by other men, but dismisses his own; he is jealous that Song Chuan gets along so harmoniously with others, and avoids himself.

He was mad with jealousy!He's jealous as hell!

Yan Jingting had never seen Song Chuan smile like this before.In his memory, Song Chuan's greatest joy was raising his head cautiously, with a small arc on his lips, and a slight smile in his eyes.

He never knew that when Song Chuan laughed, his mouth was round, like a heart shape, and there were two curved brackets around his mouth. His eyes would narrow when he was happy, but they were shining brightly. Yes, people can't help but laugh along with him.

Now Song Chuan was laughing heartily, he laughed so much that the cake in the dessert spoon in his hand shook off, dripped on his body, and then frantically wiped it with a paper towel, without any image at all, but Yan Jingting thought it was cute.

But this cutie is not for him, but for the man named He Nai.

The assistant observed Yan Jingting's expression and considered for a long time. He was afraid that he might say something wrong, so he dared to try to ask: "Mr. Yan, should we... go in?"

Yan Jingting closed his eyes, his back molars were clenched tightly, and the muscles in his jaw were tense.He put his hand by the door, and the veins on the back of his hand bulged. After a long time, he put down his hand and suppressed the urge to open the door.

Because he remembered that he had already promised Song Chuan, and he was no longer impulsive.

He didn't want to see Song Chuan's expression of disgust towards him again.

Yan Jingting turned his head, leaned back slightly, leaning on the backrest, there was a gully between his brows, his eyes were slightly bruised, and he was exhausted.

He opened his mouth slowly and said to the driver, "Go back to the hotel."

The driver raised his eyes and glanced in the rearview mirror, didn't dare to say anything, and started the car straight away.

The black car outside drove away slowly, but at this moment Song Chuan seemed to sense something, glanced outside, but only saw a black afterimage speeding past.

"What's wrong?" He Nai followed his gaze and looked out, but found nothing.

"It's nothing, I was wrong."