Narendra Sex and Evil Performing Arts Company

(71)

On the first day after the New Year's Day holiday, there was a big traffic jam on the street as expected.

Nalande was dressed in an exquisite black suit and wore a bowl of black sunglasses on his face. He sat in the car with his legs crossed and flipped through Jiang Feng's diary that had just been bound.copy.An Dong was making noise beside her.

Although there is plenty of room in the car, it took a lot of effort for him to cross his legs, because there was a big stupid guy sitting in the front row, and the seat was adjusted to the back, and he himself has long legs cough cough.It was rare for Feng Xiao to sit in the front row today, allowing An Dong and Nalande to sit side by side.

For some reason, Nalande was still a little angry.Although An Dong was delighted, he couldn't show his joy. After all, he was going to attend the funeral today.

Nalande rolled down the window violently to knock the soot, but the wind blew the soot into his eyes, making his eyes sore for a while.Rubbing in a daze, through the smoke, he saw himself with teary eyes in the rearview mirror, and Feng Xiao looking out from the front window, and the two quietly looked at each other.Obviously they were just looking at each other, but Nalande coughed repeatedly, and his face turned red after a while.

An Dong hurriedly asked him if he was okay, but he shook his head and waved his hands, but his chest couldn't help but throbbing.It's just that he saw Feng Xiao's soft and thin lips, without even opening and closing, but he couldn't help thinking about what he did to him last night.In all fairness, Feng Xiao is a good player in bed.Very good.Suddenly I was curious, wondering if everyone who had sex with him would be like me, the joy and nostalgia in my heart deepened after each time, and every pore was engraved in my heart during the process of blending with him It was kind of... joyful.Even if you know it's wrong.

He suspected that Feng Xiao's body odor still remained on his body, because he was awakened by him in a "special way" this morning, and he didn't have time to take a shower.And Feng Xiao arranged for him to sit side by side with his old lover today, it was like a prank.

At this time, a text message from Feng Xiao really verified this prank - I like to see you being stiffed by me but you have to listen to your old lover's noise.

Looking up, he saw Fengxiao smiling in the rearview mirror, and An Dong beside him was still talking about something.

Traffic jam.

I lit another cigarette and opened the window for ventilation.I don't know why recently, but I have a very strong addiction to smoking.When knocking the soot this time, I felt a flash of white light outside the window, followed by streaks of white light.Realizing that he was being chased and intercepted by the reporter's car, Nalande yelled "Fuck" and desperately pressed the button to close the window.But I don't know where there is something wrong with the buttons, and the windows can't be opened.An Dong then leaned over to help him press, and the flash became even more frenzied at this moment.

"His grandma, I will be on the headlines of 'Citizens and Law' tomorrow, 'The big star threw a cigarette butt from the high-speed window, smashed the Cadillac behind him, causing ten cars to rear-end'."

"First of all, if you are a big star." Feng Xiao said abruptly.

"Secondly, you have to be in a car driving at high speed." The driver Wang Jiangang echoed.

An Dong looked back: "There is a Land Rover behind."

"..." Nalande raised his eyebrows sexually, "Old Wang, are you two reconciled?"

Feng Xiao: "Who are you two?"

"You two. Your old subordinate wanted to beat you that day, when you fell asleep."

Feng Xiao looked at Wang Jiangang.

Wang Jiangang glanced at Feng Xiao, acting cowardly. "Then what, Your Highness, I, I have something to ask you—" he shouted bravely, but saw An Dong in the rearview mirror with a look of thirst for knowledge, and said, "Forget it, I'll talk about it later."

"No, these reporters are not here to take pictures of us, they must be planning to follow us to the funeral." Nalande suddenly reacted, "Old Wang, make a detour."

******

So this day, the funeral was late.

Chinese people are inefficient in everything they do, but funerals are extremely efficient, and they can be done decently in three or two days.Because the body will stink if left for a long time.Generally, people start "preparing for the funeral" before they die.It is a custom that is simply too heartless, although it is very reasonable.Anyway, Nalande felt that if the most important person in his life died, he would never do anything other than hold the corpse and collapse.In his heart, reason is forgetting, and depression is respect.No way, pessimists, and empathy.

When he arrived, he had already passed the farewell part of the body, and he didn't see Jiang Feng lying there dignifiedly being admired by a group of people he knew and didn't know.In fact, he breathed a sigh of relief, because he was most afraid of such a solemn farewell scene.To use a hot word on the Internet, saying goodbye to a dead body is "making up the knife, making up the knife, making up the knife", so why bother.

It's funny to think about it.

Anyway, Nalande had personally seen the scene where he was being admired, and most of the people who came were people who couldn't name them, and they all had to pretend that their grief was unstoppable.Especially He Lanhuan, whose face was contorted into a bitter gourd, and the corners of his mouth were convulsed, unable to squeeze out tears, Nalande looked worried for him.I don't know if Jiang Feng can see it now, if he can see it, he will definitely scold his mother.

A lot of people came, after all, they were decent people during their lifetime.Looking around, the two Mrs. Jiang were there, Qiao Zhen who came from Lianxin Headquarters was there, the big-name stars in the circle who had worked with Meng Jin were there, and Meng Jin's young student He Lanhuan was also there.Lu Li and his wife brought their dog to attend, and the dog kept barking at the wind, which made Lu Li very distressed, so he carried the dog and left the venue several times.Originally, Lu Li was a very polite person, but because her dog had appeared in a movie of Meng Jin last year, and he was an old friend of Jiang Feng, so she brought it along with her.

Only Qin Jin was missing.

"He didn't dare to come." An Dong also noticed, and said beside him, "He's afraid."

Narendra turned to look at him.Today is obviously a sad day, but the weather is exceptionally good. The sun is so dazzling that An Dong's face is so golden that he can't see clearly.It can be seen that God also thinks that Jiang Feng is a bitch, and he is very happy to die.An Dong smiled wryly and said: "I understand him, really. After the person you care about dies, there is really no way to make yourself look like a dog and attend a scene with many people, you will go crazy."

"So at my funeral, you too..."

"Yeah, I was afraid that the farewell would be true. That's why I didn't dare to come." He laughed again, this time from a different angle, Nalande's nature was finally seen clearly, a particularly artistic silhouette.A face that hasn't aged at all, but has lost a lot of weight.The scar at the corner of the eye is particularly obvious, "If you don't see it, you can deceive yourself, assuming that you are still there, but you can't see each other. Look, you are finally back. I will treat you as just going out for three years. It is not sad. .”

"Your injury..."

"Injured?" An Dong was stunned, and followed his gaze until he touched the corner of his eye, "Oh, this... On the day of your funeral, I had a nightmare at home. I dreamed that you were trapped in a fire. A person appeared. I thought I was going to save you, I had to go, I couldn’t be a second late. I went at night. As a result, there were only a pile of burnt marks left on the set. I couldn’t find you, but I heard Seeing that you were calling me, calling me not to ignore you, I had to try my best to dig through the scattered things at the scene, for fear that you would be crushed underneath...then a steel bar fell from the roof..."

I heard from An Dong's assistant before that An Dong's mental state was particularly bad when his accident happened.Couldn't sleep all night and often had hallucinations.He has been blaming himself, blaming himself for being one step late that day, and only seeing the tragic scene of Nalande being burned to death.He firmly believed that as long as he had just one minute in the morning, he could prevent his death from happening.

"I said, An Dong," Nalande said casually, "let's break up."

"what……"

"I know we're broken up, I mean, for good and for good, okay?"

"Why? I still love you, does it bother you?"

Nalande shook his head, and answered irrelevantly: "You don't want to come to my next funeral." Seeing his confusion, he hurriedly added, "Don't worry, I don't plan to go to your funeral either." Anyway, I'm sure your funeral will be Can't catch up.Because this time I don't live long.

"'Break up' is a word used by couples. If you don’t admit that we are still together, I won’t admit that we can break up again.” An Dong snorted, “Just take it easy, now you are the big boss, and I’m your subordinate. Artist, I want to follow you behind my ass for many years. The big boss is welcome to rule me as he pleases."

"..." Nalande patted him on the shoulder sexually, "What should I do if the child is disobedient? Just give him a good beating."

******

Without Qin Jin, there is no way to give him a copy of the diary.On the contrary, it was Mrs. Jiang who actually burned the diary to Jiang Feng.It can be regarded as affectionate and righteous.

At the end of the ceremony, I wanted to leave early, because I didn't plan to form a party for personal gain at the funeral.No, make good friends.No, how should I put it...Anyway, some people regard every wedding, funeral, and birthday party as a social occasion to get acquainted with dignitaries inside and outside the circle, and they start flying business cards to each other before the ceremony is over.

Sending you off here is also worthy of friendship.

As a result, as soon as he got up on crutches, he was greeted by a man he didn't know very well and shook hands with.If it hadn't been for Lu Li who came after him, Nalande almost didn't recognize that this middle-aged and fat old man was Lin Zhiyuan, the current second-in-command of Dayue, who was also Lu Li's husband who had a "cheating scandal" not long ago. .

Oh my god, the pictures on his Weibo dare say that there is no excessive beauty?Who would believe it!

"It's a pleasure to meet you." Nalande was obsessed with the news of his "derailment", feeling that his every move, every look and every smile was full of filth.Although Lu Li himself clarified that it was a rumor.So I just shook hands with him, and then turned to Lu Li to exchange greetings.Feng Xiao bent over on one side and concentrated on teasing the dog.

"My Qiqi seems to like your assistant very much." Lu Li was a little surprised to see the restless Long Zhui come down all of a sudden and keep rubbing his fur on Feng Xiao's cheek.

"Ah... yes, maybe he's more aggressive."

Lu Li smiled when she heard this, and Lin Zhiyuan handed over a cigarette in a very gentlemanly manner, which turned out to be the kind that Nalande usually smokes: "Mr. Nalan, when will I have the opportunity to cooperate with your company in a play?"

"Yes, Sister Lu will." At first I wanted to push away the cigarette, but I didn't know how to refuse it when my hand was in front of me, as if I could smell the aroma of nicotine from afar, which deeply aroused the craving in my body.So I took it.

Just as he was about to put it in his mouth to ignite, he was pulled away by Feng Xiao: "I'm really sorry, our Boss Nalan still has activities tonight, so let's take my leave first." Behind him, Lin Zhiyuan watched him go away with a half-smile.

As soon as he left the scene, Feng Xiao snatched the cigarette from Nalande's hand and replaced it with his own: "Don't eat what others give you."

Nalande smiled sexually: "Understood Aunt Feng."

Back on Jiefang Road at about seven o'clock, the news broadcast was filled with the smell of rice, the streets and alleys were lit up, and there was a smell of the world everywhere.I used to think that such comfort is a daily standard, but now I realize that wanting to have it is a bit of a luxury.An Dong was busy recording the show again, and just as Wang Jiang was driving to buy groceries, Feng Xiao and Nalande were walking one after the other on the dim road home.

"So, it's over. Now it's time to talk about our affairs." Nalande stopped at the door and said to his back, "Fengshao, do you want to talk to me alone first, or should we just call Jian Gang, Lao Zhang, Ah Si and Sha Sha come to talk together?"

Recently, many questions have been delayed because of Jiang Feng's affairs, and it is really impossible to delay any longer: "First of all, what did you steal from Lin Ansen?"

Feng Xiao looked at the sky and the watch, opened the door but did not answer: "You go back first, I will answer all your questions after changing your clothes."

"Alright."

Watching him go upstairs, Feng Xiao looked at his watch again, turned around and disappeared into the night.

******

In front of Jiang Feng's tomb in the luxurious half-mountain villa area of ​​the Alexandria Cemetery, a figure appeared alone.The evening wind was fierce, and the frost fell sharply.

The man was down and out like a homeless bum.The wreaths and flower baskets in front of the grave had just been removed, and there were still flowers left all over the place, which were swept up by the north, and they were also homeless and scattered.

He stood there for a long time, neither crying nor laughing nor talking, not daring to go near or far.It wasn't until the phone rang in his hand that he was startled. After looking at the screen in shock for a long time, he tremblingly put it to his ear: "Hello..."

"Ash..."

On the top of the pavilion's tomb in the distance, a silver-haired man in black sat with his legs bent.A ray of soul walked by.

"Hey, where are you going?" the man in black asked.