Dressed as a substitute lover of a wealthy old man

"in vain."

Watching the elevator door close, Tong Yuan lay leisurely on the sofa, searched for Ren Ye's name, eleven albums and five EPs, more than a hundred songs, and clicked to play.After listening to it for a while, I felt that it was not enjoyable enough, so I turned around the two speakers that no one cared about standing at the bottom of the wall, and connected them to my mobile phone.

As soon as the voice came out, Tong Yuan couldn't help but "tsk".

This thing has been neglected and eaten ashes for so long, it is really a waste of money.The details are heard clearly, which is really pleasing to the eye.

But the most amazing thing is Ren Ye, Tong Yuan can be regarded as finding another interested person, the kind who I want to know all his information in 5 minutes.

Coincidentally, as soon as the social platform was opened, the top trending search was #任叶券先出出单曲首发#, and the first item was that Ren Ye was advertising for his cousin. Ye's account followed, becoming the 57093929th follower, and then searched Ren Ye's information.

This search turned up a lot of rainbow farts.

Tong Yuan looked at it for a long time, and finally summed up two words - Niubi.

In terms of the quality of the works, it's not too much praise, but I don't know how people are.There are not too many descriptions about him personally on the Internet. He seems quite mysterious after all. I only had a few conversations with him yesterday, and I didn’t have much contact with him. I can’t see why. Tong Yuan thinks that he doesn't mind making friends with him.

But right now there is still a pressing matter, that is, listening to the music makes my hands itchy.

It's a pity that this house is bare and there is not even a keyboard, and a single expensive violin doesn't seem very fragrant.

Holding the piano, Tong Yuan idly read five or six pieces of music by Ren Ye, looked at the time, changed his clothes, took a taxi and headed to the Green Island Forest.

It was still dark, and there was no one in the shop. Song Ming and Ning Yuemao were wiping glasses behind the bar counter, when the world of the two of them was suddenly ruined by a winking customer, and he said impatiently, "Sorry, the shop hasn't opened yet."

"It's me." Tong Yuan lifted the brim of his hat and gave Song Ming a look of "I don't know what you're planning" before pressing the hat back.

"Tongtong—! I miss you so much!"

Seeing that it was Tong Yuan, Ning Yue excitedly came out from behind the bar, threw himself on Tong Yuan, and showed the degree of "thinking" by himself.Song Ming looked annoyed: "Today is not your working day, why are you here?"

"I'm a guest, can't I?" Tong Yuan put his arm around Ning Yue's shoulders and raised his eyebrows at Song Ming.

"You are a guest! I learned a new drink yesterday, so you can help me find it later!"

"..." Song Ming said, "If you are a customer, we haven't opened yet."

"Let me see..." Tong Yuan picked up Ning Yue's wrist, "Seven, six, five, four, three, two, one—six o'clock sharp, let's open now."

After counting the seconds, he looked at the new watch on Ning Yue's wrist and boasted, "The watch is not bad."

"Brother Song gave it to me, 200 yuan, looks good!"

"Well, it looks good." Tong Yuan glanced at the dial inlaid with gold and diamonds, and felt sorry for Song Ming from the bottom of his heart.

"..." Song Ming said with a straight face, "It's time to go to work, Ning Yue, come here for me."

"Good!"

"When did you come to work here?"

"Hey, two days ago. I was fired by the backstage. Thanks to Brother Song's plea to let me stay, otherwise I would be unemployed." Ning Yue walked back to the bar with a smile, and handed over a cup of nuts, "You are not hiding here Come on, aren't you afraid of a paparazzi or something?"

"I've been here so many times, when did you see someone take a picture of me?"

"You were photographed on the first day you came to work, didn't you?"

Tong Yuan: "...the heat wasn't high at that time."

"So are you confused now?" Ning Yue stopped what he was doing, and said with genuine sympathy.

"I think it's about the same," Song Ming glared at Tong Yuan, "Recently, there are fewer people who come to my place to check in because of fame. Can you be a little bit enterprising and make yourself popular."

"No matter how hot it is, you'll have to pay me the platform fee. It's inappropriate." Tong Yuan didn't think so, squeezed a pistachio and threw it into his mouth, "Thank you for a cup of midsummer."

"I don't have a small amount of alcohol and I don't come here to join in the fun." Song Ming said unforgivingly, but he didn't delay in his hand, and brought out a tall and thin cup after a while.

Tong Yuan glanced at the different red liquid in the cup: "What is this?"

"Midsummer is a summer limited edition, and now it's only early autumn."

"..."

The store had just opened, and the only new customer besides Tong Yuan stood out beside the empty bar.

"Oh, you're here today too." Seeing the woman who came in, Ning Yue greeted the woman familiarly before Song Ming could speak, "Is it still the same?"

"Ah."

One thing more is worse than one thing less, Tong Yuan pressed his hat and moved it to the side of the bar, so as not to be recognized accidentally.Although he is confused, but at least the fans are worth eight figures.

As soon as he sat down, he felt a gaze fall on him, making him feel uncomfortable.

It is the repulsion from instinct.

"Why did you come here?" Ning Yue finished ordering the customer, and then turned to Tong Yuan to chat with him.

Tong Yuan didn't pick up his words, and glanced at the new guest calmly, confirming that the uncomfortable look was indeed from her, and asked, "Do you know the person who came here just now?"

"I know you! These days, I've been here every day, maybe three or four days in a row."

"who is she?"

"I don't know..."

"...when I didn't ask."

The woman's gaze did not shrink because of his turning a blind eye, but intensified, as if her eyes were growing on him, until another guest came in and sat among them.

Tong Yuan heaved a sigh of relief and didn't want to stay here any longer, so he told Ning Yue that he was going to leave. Seeing Tong Yuan get up, the woman at the bar also got up and chased after her, and hurriedly caught up not far from the store.

"Kid?"

Tong Yuan was stopped by a woman and looked down at her.

It was the face of a middle-aged woman who had been ruined by alcohol, and the only trace of beauty was buried under the cheap and gaudy makeup and dry and bleached hair. It looked familiar at first glance, but I couldn't remember where I saw it .

Probably an acquaintance of "Tong Yuan".

"Little boy?" Seeing that Tong Yuan didn't respond, the woman called out again, and even wanted to reach out to touch Tong Yuan's face, "It's been a long time since I saw you, you've grown up."

Tong Yuan leaned back slightly, the woman's hand felt empty, stopped awkwardly in the air, and then fell back as if nothing had happened: "Tell me that you changed your mobile phone number and didn't let your mother know, even a phone call nothing……"

"..."

Tong Yuan stared at the woman who claimed to be his mother, and got goosebumps all over his body. When he came back to his senses, he was already sitting face to face with the woman in a chaotic food stall, smelling the smoky smell. Soy taste.

"...Your favorite spicy crayfish, eat more, Mom will peel it for you..."

Tong Yuan looked at the greasy table and the flaming shrimp piled in the middle, without the slightest appetite.He blocked the woman's self-talk, and roughly sorted out the current situation.

"Tong Yuan"'s previous situation, when he chatted with Feng Xiaonan, he often made out of it. Since "Tong Yuan" is not willing to tell his mother the new phone number, there are naturally reasons for him.Then he didn't want to go against "Tong Yuan"'s wishes and play a show of motherly kindness and filial piety here.

"What are you looking for me for?"

The woman's hand peeling the shrimp froze in mid-air, she was frightened by the coldness in Tong Yuan's tone and fell silent, and it took a long time to answer the question: "I heard someone said that I could see you in that bar, but I didn't believe it at first, I didn't expect it to be true... ..."

"I said," Tong Yuan interrupted impatiently, "what do you want me for?"

The slightly raised brows and the slightly disdainful corners of the eyes finally made the woman realize that the Tong Yuan in front of her was no longer the son who could be obedient again after a few words of coaxing.

With a flicker of her eyes, she picked up the paper on the table, wiped her oily hands, and said with a smile, "I haven't seen you for a long time, and I want to see how you are..."

Tong Yuan saw her every move, and even this set of rhetoric was not unexpected to him.

"Then you can see now that I'm doing well." He raised the corner of his mouth, with a hint of sarcasm in it, "I have nothing else to do, I'm leaving first."

"Hey don't!" The woman grabbed Tong Yuan's wrist, not paying any attention to the loathing in Tong Yuan's eyes, for fear that she would not be able to finish her words, "I have no other choice, my money is a little tight recently, and I am really desperate to be chased." , I know you are rich, can you help mom?"

After she finished speaking, she took a look at the white-washed wrist with the red mark on it, and belatedly let go of her hand, and glanced at Tong Yuan's livid face.

Tong Yuan took out a clean napkin in disgust and wiped his tortured arm. The lines he had only read in the script actually happened to him, and it was as disgusting as eating a fly.

"Mom, I really, really won't gamble again, this is the last time, I promise you..."

The poor-quality makeup was blurred into a black piece by tears, which looked disgusting. Tong Yuan snorted coldly, asked for her card number, and clicked her mobile phone: "That's all, don't come to me again in the future."

As soon as he finished speaking, the woman ignored him and stared at the phone, her emotions rose visibly to the naked eye.Tong Yuan only felt a chill, and didn't want to stay for half a second, so he walked away with a sullen face.

It was getting late and there were many guests in the Green Island Forest, so Ning Yue sneaked into the corner to care about Tong Yuan who had gone and returned: "Why are you back again?"

"I've encountered something disgusting, don't ask." Tong Yuan was really disgusted, and didn't want to mention a word, "Didn't you say that you have learned to drink, I will try it."

Ning Yue said "oh" thoughtfully, restraining the spirit of gossip with rare sense of humor, and asked, "What should I do if I'm drunk?"

Tong Yuan always felt sullen in his chest. He didn't know whether it was his feeling or "Tong Yuan"'s feeling. In short, he was not comfortable, and he didn't bother to care about whether he was drunk or not. He took the phone to Ning Yue: "When the time comes, help me." I'll call Fan Tong."

"Do you really want to drink?"

"Ah."

"Then you have to drink under my nose, don't be picked up."

"..."

-

Fan Tong got out of the house by a phone call at night, and rushed to the store in a hurry. He looked around for a long time but didn't see Tong Yuan's figure, so he called Ning Yue across the bar: "Where's Tong Yuan?"

"Brother Fan, don't worry, this is it."

Ning Yue pointed to the booth beside the bar, Tong Yuan nestled on the sofa, his consciousness was limited.

Fan Tong: "..."

Ning Yue glanced at Song Ming, seeing that Song Ming didn't have the time to pay attention to him, he got out from the bar, pulled Fan Tong nervously and moved to sit side by side opposite Tong Yuan.

Fan Tong was puzzled by his mysterious appearance: "Why?"

"Do you know what happened to Tongtong?"

"..."

Fan Tong was silent, how could he know the thoughts of Tong Yuan, the little ancestor, he had given up trying to figure out Tong Yuan's thoughts now, it would be easier to be a work partner without feelings.

But Ning Yue didn't need his response, and motioned him to get closer: "Let me tell you, just now Tongtong left, but turned back, and suddenly said that he wanted to drink, that he had encountered something disgusting, so he won't let me Ask, you said it wouldn't be because of the hot search tonight, right?"

"What hot search?" Fan Tong asked sincerely.

It was because Tong Yuan told him to "stop eating rotten melons on the Internet", which made him really not pay much attention to those messy things recently, and he was naturally at a loss.

"That's it." Ning Yue generously took out his mobile phone to share with Fan Tong, "Just this one, look - Qiao Ning and our boss were photographed eating together tonight, and they smashed the camera. They Do the two really have an affair as rumored a while ago, Tongtong is so pitiful TAT, rich people really have every good thing TAT"

Fan Tong: "..."