After being divorced by the top streamer, I became his white moonlight

Lin Yaoran counted a beat in her heart.

Sure enough, as expected, He Qiudu didn't answer, and only heard slightly disordered breathing.

So, he also let go of his hand, gently pushed him away, leaned back a little, and said with a narrow smile: "I'm just kidding, I just want to see the reaction of the big star. If it's interesting enough , maybe it can be used as creative material.”

If He Qiudu returned a relieved smile at this time, probably this festival would have passed, and the smoke would have disappeared, and the level was still.

However, he did not.

The tall young man stood up, and as he stood up, the dark shadow changed shape, like a thick cloud, completely enveloping Lin Yaoran.

Lin Yaoran looked up at him, feeling that his expression was a bit scary, cold and heavy like frost.He Qiudu is like this, when he is good, his eyebrows and eyes are like spring water that melts, and when he is fierce, he looks like he is ready to eat people at any time.

I can't beat him, so I have to preemptively strike.

Anyway, these words have been held in my heart for a long time, not only to let him know, but also to let myself know.

"I have written so many love songs anyway, and I can guess about some things." Lin Yaoran opened his mouth seemingly calmly.

"You've been looking for Shake in me, haven't you?"

A trace of indescribable complex emotions flashed in He Qiudu's eyes.

really.Lin Yaoran thought.

"That girl also lost her mother at a very young age."

"It must be the same as me, the body has been very bad."

"If you ask me why I want to make music, isn't it just because she has the same ideals as me?"

"Talk, can't you answer? That's Quanzhong." Lin Yaoran's heart was beating wildly in his chest, it was heavy and painful, but he smiled and sighed with a sour hot breath.

"How much do you like her? So much that you have to rely on me as a man to make up for the regret you have for her."

"I never thought about it that way."

He Qiudu leaned over towards him like a black shadow, and the moment his shoulders were held, he clearly felt the weight of the other person almost out of control.

pain.It's like a pain that wants to be embedded in your own blood.But the strength was quickly withdrawn, and He Qiudu just covered his shoulders with warm palms, as if afraid that he would shatter in the next second, or just disappear.

Lin Yaoran moved her blood-white lips, "I hate you, and I hate Shake."

I knew clearly in my heart that it was wrong to hate Shake.Not only is Yao Yao not wrong, she must also be a very good girl.He could even picture Shake in his mind—beautiful, amiable, full of all kinds of cute and soft qualities that only belong to girls.

If it wasn't the most beautiful little girl in the world, how could He Qiudu like her to that extent.

He likes it so much that even a little bit of similarity that is far-fetched in himself can shake his mind, and he is willing to give rare tenderness.

unfair.Lin Yaoran thought wearily.Although he is greedy, what he wants is simple.Putting aside all the entanglements and duplicity, he found that he just hoped that someone would treat him better and let him be a little self-willed.

When you are sick, you can hug him.

When you can't see clearly, you can help him.

While eating, you can coax him.He is not difficult to coax, a little sweet can make him obedient.

He Qiudu did it, well done.So good that he almost thought that He Qiudu liked him, but he was just Yao Yao.

Actually, thinking about it optimistically, He Qiudu got comfort from him, and he got tenderness and kindness from He Qiudu. It should be a mutually beneficial and win-win deal, but he was not happy about it.Who told him that his heart was naturally weaker than others, and he really couldn't stand the ups and downs of pain.

"I said before, I didn't try to find her shadow from you." He Qiudu's long eyebrows were tightly frowned, and his black pupils were so deep that they seemed to swallow the pale and thin young man completely.

Because I always feel that you are shaking.

The second half of the sentence cannot be uttered no matter what.

Once this sentence is said, it means touching the secret in Lin Yaoran's hat.Lin Yaoran cared so much about his hat, when he asked him to take it off, it made him cry in anger.If you let him reveal the secret to himself directly, he may be even more offended and even hurt.

It's ridiculous, however, that he's now hurting himself.

He Qiudu's palm slid down Lin Yaoran's shoulder, stretched along his arm to his body, and twirled Lin Yaoran's fingertips.Lin Yaoran's fingertips were very cold, like holding a handful of cold snow.

"Please trust me and give me a little more time."

The two were so close that Lin Yaoran could almost feel the vibration of He Qiudu's chest when he spoke. He Qiudu's voice was pleasant, low-meld and moving, and the magnetism made his eardrums slightly numb.

"En." Lin Yaoran nodded her pointed jaw, showing an increasingly sleepy expression, "I want to go home."

He Qiudu looked at him with dim eyes, but in the end he didn't say anything, he just called a car for him and told him, "Remember to send me a message when you get home."

The car window was rolled up, reflecting the lights of the busy traffic, and neither of them could see the other's expression clearly.

Watching the tail light of the car disappear, He Qiudu dialed the phone, "Take me to Lin's house, now."

The Lin family is a traditional Chinese-style old house. Even if landscape lights are installed in the courtyard, there will still be a deep and lonely feeling at night, and even a little spooky feeling.However, the inside is still warm, with soft lighting and cute fairy-tale decorations everywhere, making the original luxurious and solemn classical furnishings a bit nondescript.

Even outsiders can easily see that Lin Ying is definitely the most beloved little princess in this family.

Uncle Yong, the housekeeper, received him and said that the old man had already rested, please go to the living room with him, the husband and wife happened to be there.

As soon as He Qiudu entered the living room, he saw Lin Yuanfeng sitting on the sofa, holding a plate of fruit in his hand, which contained delicately peeled little rabbit apples, a snowman made of strawberries sandwiched with bananas, and cleanly picked small apples. Chunks of grapefruit.Qin Xuan, a little bird, leaned on his shoulder comfortably, eating fruit while watching a movie.The two discussed a few words from time to time, and the murmur between husband and wife sounded in this silent night, full of the happy feeling of home.

"Xiaoqiu, why are you here? Sit down." Lin Yuanfeng greeted him with a smile.Qin Xuan also enthusiastically asked Uncle Yong to quickly serve tea and snacks.

He hadn't seen the couple since the last time he apologized for not coming to the engagement party.I thought they would be indifferent, dissatisfied, angry or even angry when they saw me, but they didn't expect them to have no grudges at all, which is really tolerant.

"Ke Lansai autumn tea, try it." Qin Xuan said.

He Qiudu said "Thank you", but he didn't intend to drink that cup of fragrant black tea.He sat there upright, and said in a deep voice, "Uncle Lin, I came today because I have something very important to ask you."

Seeing his solemn expression, Lin Yuanfeng couldn't help but be sullen, "What?"

He Qiudu looked at him, "It's about Lin Yaoran."

There was a subtle silence for a second.

Lin Yuanfeng glanced at his wife, and asked after deliberation: "But what's wrong with him?"

He Qiudu went straight to the point, "Has Lin Yaoran lived at home since she was a child? Have you ever lived outside alone?"

Lin Yuanfeng was stunned, he didn't know why He Qiudu asked such a question in such a good manner.But he quickly calmed down and nodded, "However, he is not in good health and has been sick all the time. As adults, we are always worried about staring at him. How can we be willing to let him live outside alone?"

He Qiudu clenched his hand on the armrest of the sofa until the knuckles turned white, and then slowly loosened it trembling slightly.He remained silent for a while, then suddenly said: "He is not alone now, and he has never seen anyone take care of him."

He doesn't even take himself seriously.

Qin Xuan blinked in surprise, "Of course I just look at Xiao, who is in his twenties, how can we let us take care of everything?" Then, she smiled meaningfully, "Besides, Although this child is quiet and doesn't like to talk, he actually has quite a personality, even if we want to control him, we can't control him."

He Qiudu hadn't looked at her all this time, but when he heard her speak now, his eyes fell.

The dark pupils seemed to be condensed with a ball of insoluble ink, which made her feel cold behind her back for no reason.

He Qiudu looked away and looked at Lin Yuanfeng again, "Do you have any photos of Lin Yaoran before? I really want to see them."

"Well... I really don't have one." Lin Yuanfeng showed a look of embarrassment, "Of course, he moved out of this house when he was in school. When he left, he took all his belongings with him, leaving nothing behind. "

"So that's how it is." He Qiudu nodded understandingly, "I often heard Lin Yaoran say that Dad loved him very much all the time, and I wondered if you would keep his old photos and take them out when you miss him. "

Lin Yuanfeng smiled, reluctantly and embarrassed.

In fact, there are large and small photos on the fireplace, walls, window sills, and flower stands in the living room, such as a group photo of a family of three traveling, records of Lin Ying's growth in different periods, sweet moments of the couple, and so on.They are decorated in a variety of beautiful frames, making people feel warm and envious at a glance.

It's just that there is no place for Lin Yaoran.

Although the home is huge.

He Qiudu quietly looked at everything here, he thought he would feel deeply disappointed after hearing Lin Yuanfeng's answer, but it didn't.Now, he just feels heartbroken.All emotions disappeared, just pure heartache for Lin Yaoran.

Meng Yunfu died, Lin Yaoran was still alive, but he also became a ghost that was ignored.

Qin Xuan lightly touched Lin Yuanfeng's knee.

"Xiaoqiu, don't pay too much attention to He Ranran's affairs." Lin Yuanfeng said a little bluntly, "It's all the plans of the old men. Aunt Qin and I still support you young people to fall in love freely."

"I understand." He Qiudu looked like a generous and open-minded junior, "I heard that you and Mrs. Lin are also in free love, and you are also a fan of Mrs. Lin, and you often send her flowers to cheer her up."

He Qiudu said "Mrs. Lin", Lin Yuanfeng didn't seem to feel that there was anything wrong, his thoughts drifted back to the past, as if he saw that gorgeous woman on the stage again.There is no second Meng Yunfu in the world, but no matter how good Meng Yunfu is, the dead cannot be chased after all, and life will always go on.

Therefore, Lin Yuanfeng quickly withdrew his emotions, "But I even told you about this?"

He Qiudu smiled noncommittally.

Qin Xuan has been observing her husband, seeing the expression of emotion on Lin Yuanfeng's face, she coughed displeasedly, reminding him not to forget the business.

"Although you and Ranran failed to do what the old men expected, it's good to be able to make friends." As soon as Lin Yuanfeng finished speaking, Qin Xuan quickly picked up the conversation, "Xiaoqiu, you are still in Xiren Films ,right?"

He Qiudu nodded.

"Coincidentally, my niece Qin Shan also joined Xiren last year." Qin Xuan clicked on a web drama preview, "This is a new drama that Xiren will be on this year, and Xiaoshan will play the heroine in it. She is the first Acting for the first time, you are her senior brother, I hope you can give her more advice."

Lin Yuanfeng responded, "Xiaoshan is about the same age as you and Ranran, and you and her are in the same circle, so there must be a common language."

"Yeah, we can help each other if we have something to do." Qin Xuan paused, and asked Lin Yuanfeng, "By the way, what kind of work are you doing now? Don't you just stay at home all the time and don't contact the outside world? It won't work like this. The temper at a young age is getting more and more weird. Besides, we are all adults, how can we rely on the family to support us all the time?"

Lin Yuanfeng was a little dissatisfied, and responded vaguely and casually.

He knew in his heart that Qin Xuan had always disliked Lin Yaoran, and he still didn't care about the miscarriage that year.The child who failed to keep was a very healthy boy. If he could be born, he would definitely be the most promising and most suitable young master of the Lin family to inherit the family business.Unlike Lin Yaoran, who can't do anything with that kind of body and personality, and has to rely on the old man to pay him a huge amount of living expenses every month.

As a father, of course, he also deeply regrets the unborn child, and has been obedient to his wife all these years, trying to make up for her pain of losing her son.Like this time, even though she was dissatisfied with his wife's attempt to "sell" her niece from her natal family to He Qiudu so as to help the Qin family climb up the high branch of the He family, she still reluctantly cooperated.

However, she was also Lin Yaoran's mother in name, and she belittled her son openly and secretly in front of her son's ex-fiancé. Her tone was so ugly that it made people laugh.

He Qiudu smiled, and his eyes drifted to the frozen movie screen on the TV screen.This movie is also one of the best-known literary films in recent years, and has won many awards at home and abroad, including the best original soundtrack.When he came in, he also heard Lin and his wife discussing the excellence of the composition, which highly fit the plot, but he didn't know that all the songs were written by the child who "has a weird personality", "does not contact the outside world", and "cannot support himself".

He suddenly felt that this family turned a blind eye to Lin Yaoran, but it was actually quite good.

Because they don't deserve it at all.

He is not worthy to see Lin Yaoran, nor is he worthy to see Lin Yaoran clearly.

It was already late when I left the Lin's house.He Qiudu looked at the clear summer night above his head, the stars were sparse, far less silvery than what he saw in Tartary Buckwheat Village back then.

The past is the past after all.

Over the years, he has returned to Tartary Buckwheat Village more than once, asked Village Chief Long and the villagers, searched for any possible clues, and even used many connections to investigate the information of all the people who came and went. However, Yao Yao seemed to have evaporated from the world. Everything about her was erased, just like no one knew where she came from at the beginning, and no one knew where she went after she left.

Shaking seems to have become a daydream he had in his youth, just like her existence itself, more fragile than soap bubbles in the sun, and shorter than the fireworks blooming in the sky.

Yaoyao is Yaoyao, Lin Yaoran is Lin Yaoran, even if they have many similarities, I should not rely on my intuition and stubbornly think that they are the same person.

Thinking about it now, it is even more ridiculous for me to have such a stupid idea than those who believe in the theory of reincarnation and reincarnation.

He Qiudu sighed, both disappointed and relieved.

Many emotions accumulated in the chest seem to be emptied at once. If you throw a stone down, it will take a long time before you can hear the empty echo.

"Hey, He Qiudu!"

Suddenly, there was a milky call from behind.

He Qiudu turned his head and saw Lin Ying running over from the garden.

"Why did you come to my house? Did you come to see my brother?" The little girl looked at him with a very understanding expression.

He Qiudu squatted down, and squeezed her little head with his big hands, "No."

"Cut, it's so boring. You adults just like duplicity." Lin Ying sighed like a grown-up, "Brother is also like this. I asked him if he likes Brother Firefly. Instead of admitting it, he even pulled my braids."

He Qiudu was startled, "Brother Firefly... who is it?"

Lin Ying didn't like the fierce star in front of her, but she still answered, "Brother Firefly helped my brother catch a lot of beautiful fireflies. My brother told me that when he named me, I just hope that this beautiful heart can turn into a blessing, that's why I chose the word 'ying' to give it to me.

She raised her head, looked at He Qiudu's strange expression, and felt a little scared, "Hey, what's wrong with you?"

The bathroom was filled with warm steam, and it was transpiring and floating in white.

Lin Yaoran raised his hand to wipe off the condensed mist on the mirror, and a beautiful young man was reflected on the smooth mirror.The fair skin was dyed a light pink by the residual heat, and the thin red flew to the delicate eye corners. The whole person was vivid and bright, like a light drama makeup.

However, for the truth in the mirror, the young man himself can't see clearly at all, he can only frown his beautiful eyebrows with difficulty, and trace the general outline with his weak eyesight.

In the end, as if dissatisfied with his own image, Lin Yaoran let out an irritable breath that blurred the mirror, turned on the hair dryer and began to dry his hair.

His hair hangs down and has grown to cover the waistline, wet. Wet. Winding down against his thin body, it is black and shiny, with a soft luster, like some kind of coquettish decoration, making the shoulders, neck, back, and back even more white Bright and clean, there is an unreal beauty.

"It's so troublesome..." He roughly smoothed out his hair and let the wind blow wildly.The hot wind burned my face, and my face was itchy with flying hair. It was thick and long, and it took a long time to dry it every time. It was the most difficult torture in the world.

It would be great if someone could wash and dry your hair every day.He thought about it countless times, and even considered spending a lot of money to hire one.

But just thinking about it, this kind of thing is too weird no matter how you think about it.

His hands were sore and his back hurt from blowing, Lin Yaoran touched it again, and felt that it was almost done, so he staggered onto the bed.As soon as his hot cheeks were pressed against the soft and cool pillow, the temperature was instantly cooled. He also inserted his hand into the cool place under the pillow.

"Huh..." Lin Yaoran couldn't help but let out a comfortable sigh, her long hair was scattered on the tightly wrapped cotton pajamas, like a kitten balled up in its nest, fluffy, making people want to grab it.

Just as he was about to fall asleep in a daze, the phone beside the pillow vibrated "buzzing".

Lin Yaoran reluctantly groped her hand over, almost... stretched or almost... Ah, it's so annoying!He sat up with difficulty holding his waist, put a pillow behind him, and then grabbed the phone.

It was a message from He Qiudu.

"are you home yet?"

Lin Yaoran couldn't help trembling with her fingertips pinching the phone.

Ah, forgot.

Still deliberately forgetting.

"Um"

"The other party is typing" popped up in the dialog box, and after a while, another sentence "rest early" was sent over there.

I was ready to go to sleep, okay... Lin Yaoran replied "Yeah".

He watched the screen go dark, then clicked back on before it went completely dark.

"thank you"

"no need thank me?"

"It's nothing, I just want to thank you."

After saying this thank you, Lin Yaoran suddenly felt relieved. It was not a joyful feeling, but it also felt like a heavy burden had been unloaded.After returning home, he thought seriously for a long time alone, thinking that he had worked hard to clarify his thoughts, and also eliminated unnecessary troublesome feelings.Therefore, from now on, he will thoroughly recognize the reality and face He Qiudu with a correct attitude.

Even if he is not good at controlling emotions, he has at least been working hard these years.

The phone vibrated again.

It was Hua Hua, not He Qiudu.

"Boss, Li Zhao informed me just now that he is going to arrange for He Qiudu to officially record "Low Temperature Scald" tomorrow."

Lin Yaoran knew that Hua Hua still had half a sentence to say, which was "Do you want to go?"

According to work practice, to help He Qiudu, a top-ranked person with such a popularity level, customize his first order since his debut, and he himself will definitely go.Because this is not only a support for the singer as a creator, but also a serious and responsible work attitude, and it is even related to future cooperation...

No, no, Lin Yaoran waved his hand, there is no future, only the end.

For the last time, write a song for He Qiudu.

Lin Yaoran inserted her ten fingers deeply into her thick and long black hair, and pulled her back forcefully.The smooth and soft hair slid down between the fingers, like small jet-black waves full of happiness.

In the end, he slammed his hand, go, he must go, anyway, he is also his second party, and the final payment has not yet arrived.

After replying to Hua Hua, Lin Yaoran thought for a while, and changed He Qiudu's remarks to "Follow-up invoicing for the final payment", instantly gaining some confidence.

He loosened his hair, combed it from head to tail, and then tied it into loose braids. He took out the photo of his mother and kissed him. As always, he said good night solemnly. Then he covered himself and Pan Zai with the quilt, and closed his eyes to sleep .

The next day, Lin Yaoran got up on time with the sound of the alarm clock. He didn't stay in bed or have any ink stains.

Then he opened his closet and picked out the plaid shirt he was going to wear today.In fact, in the past, he was always random, which one he got, but today, he found that he was consciously struggling.

Because I'm going to see a client, so I have to at least think about the appearance... ?

Lin Yaoran bumped her forehead lightly against the cabinet door, thinking seriously.

After a while, he came to the conclusion that it should be enough. It seems that his adjustment of mentality yesterday was quite effective.

In the end, he was satisfied and chose a gray, black and white checked shirt for himself that looked very professional.

AZURE teacher, cool.

While driving, Hua Hua peeked at Lin Yaoran through the rearview mirror.

The boss had a light smile on his face, as if he had changed back to the old person who didn't care about anything and was as erratic as the wind.

However, it always feels weird...

Not long after arriving at the recording studio, He Qiudu's team also arrived.As soon as someone came in, Hua Hua suddenly felt that the air was subtly distorted. Lin Yaoran, who was naturally chatting with the sound engineer he knew well, obviously stiffened his back.