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

The He family's house is on a relatively high ground in Seosan Royal Court, and the driveway is narrow, so Hua Hua can only park the car in the spacious area below, and it is quite a long way to walk there.

The night wind was entwined, carrying the moist and salty breath of sea water, and hit Lin Yaoran one after another.The plaid shirt and T-shirt outfit may be too hot in the urban area during the day, but it is not enough to keep out the cold now.

Lin Yaoran flinched, feeling her whole body became cold, especially the fingers that had been exposed all the time.

He put down the cake box, took two breaths of hot air, and adjusted his hat, which was a little skewed by the wind.

Some strands of hair had escaped from the sideburns. He patiently smoothed them out with his fingers, and then stuffed them back under the brim of the hat bit by bit.

He thought of the girl group he helped write songs for, there was a very cute girl in it, who spent a lot of time taking care of her bangs every day.Her bangs, which have been carefully trimmed by her, will not be scattered no matter how they bounce around.

"Bangs are a girl's life, no one can touch them." She once said such a famous saying.

Lin Yaoran touched his hat nervously again. The hat was his life, and his life was hidden in it.

Since his mother passed away, he has been crying, crying day and night, and his already weak body is getting worse.During that time, the entire Lin family seemed to have been shrouded in gloom. Because of his relationship, everyone was unhappy, especially Qin Xuan who was emotionally unstable in the early stages of pregnancy.

Lin Hong was so worried that his hair turned gray again, and he consulted experts and famous doctors, but there was still no result.In desperation, I began to pin my hopes on such illusory things as the theory of ghosts and gods.

After several turnarounds, a friend who knew this very well introduced a master to Lin Hong.

After the calculation, the master said that the name "Lin Yaoran" itself does not have a good intention, and it means no shadow, no sound, no news, and like a yellow crane.

Lin Hong was in a hurry, and said that he should change his name quickly!But when he found out, he cried and made noises, and refused to die.The name was chosen by my mother, who has been called countless times by her soft and sweet voice.He almost used this lingering little life to maintain the only remaining mark of his mother's existence in this family.

So, under Lin Hong's repeated request, the master came up with another solution.

The master said that he must rest in a quiet place far away from the world, hide his name, and rest, and he cannot cut his hair.Hair is an extension of life, measuring the length of time.His life is light and thin, and it may die at any time, so it can only be trimmed periodically.

In this way, he was sent to Tartary Buckwheat Village—a very clean and simple village, even a little backward.According to the words of the master, he was placed in the ancestral hall blessed by the gods.

His world suddenly became very small and narrow. Apart from the tutor who took care of his study and daily life, the only person he could contact was the doctor who visited him regularly.

Probably consciously aware of the absurdity, Lin Hong didn't want this kind of thing to be known by irrelevant people, so he only told Village Chief Longming, and also donated a large sum of money to help build the village.

The time in the ancestral hall does not seem to pass, as the master said, it is only reflected in the hair.

One day, while he was still sleeping in bed, he suddenly realized how he had rolled all over his pillow and had hair all over his face.The hair is thick and long, and the black crows are scattered into a cloud.

The barber came to the door with his belongings.He was sitting on a chair, his long hair was combed by a comb, and it poured down like a waterfall.

He looked at the big mirror in front of him. The mirror was brand new, clearly showing a little girl he didn't know.

He held up the old photos and begged the barber to cut his hair back short, but was stopped by the tutor.He was crying all over his face, and his haircut was soft, so he cut it to the length of a slap.

As a result, that night, the timed bomb buried in his chest ticked away again, and the long-lost pain exploded in his heart, and the suffocation of the oxygen being pulled out hit him overwhelmingly, trying to crush him. smash.

Fortunately, there was a 24-hour medical team on call, and he was rescued again.

"This is a punishment for your willfulness." Lin Hong told him sharply.

"Your willfulness not only harmed yourself, but also harmed the innocent people around you."

"Aunt Qin is your father's secretary, and she has been silently caring for him. Your father chose to remarry her because he considered that you needed a qualified new mother. But you are always so repulsive and resistant, refusing to accept the news that your mother has passed away. Facts, and even consider this an unforgivable betrayal."

"Because of this, both Aunt Qin and your father were forced to add a lot of troubles. Aunt Qin has been depressed and depressed, and even failed to keep the child."

"Your willfulness indirectly killed your own brother."

"If you continue to be self-willed, your mother's spirit in heaven will not be rested in peace. Do you have the heart for her to watch her family worry and cry?"

He wept softly.

"Sorry……"

Tears flowed down the jet-black hair and into the snow-white pillow.

The night wind blew more urgently, passing through the surrounding green forest, making a soft rustling sound of swaying branches and leaves.

Lin Yaoran could only hold down the beret, and carefully picked up the cake box.It is full of kindness from Fang's mother, and it cannot be damaged by touching.

Although it would look ridiculous.

But that's okay, no one can see it anyway.

Just as she was thinking happily, a slender jade-like hand suddenly crossed above the bow tie.

With a slight hook of his bony knuckles, he took the cake box out of his hand.

Then there was a clear and pleasant voice:

"give me."

Lin Yaoran raised his eyes, his vision was filled with the shadow of He Qiudu's tall figure.

There is also a clear breath that spreads and envelops, like the first melting of snow, mixed with the fresh aroma of evergreen trees, clean and transparent.

"Don't you...don't you like sweets?"

Before the words were over, he seemed to hear He Qiudu chuckled softly.

"Who wants to grab your pudding."

Then, a cashmere sweater coat fell lightly on his shoulders, the delicate and soft touch, like a light gray cloud, gently surrounded him.

He raised his face slightly and looked at the other party inexplicably.

"Mobile phone." He Qiudu said lightly, "You forgot to take it."

"Thank you." Lin Yaoran quickly reached out to pick it up, but found that he had no intention of returning it to her.The fingertips tapped on the pendant intentionally or unintentionally, and asked, "Do you like Pan Zai?"

"I like it." Lin Yaoran was a little surprised, he didn't expect He Qiudu, a popular celebrity, to have known the popular star Pan Zai.

"why?"

Lin Yaoran cleared his throat, "Because Pan Zai's pocket is full of happiness magic."

This sentence is the slogan of Pan Zai's doll, which was popular all over the country. If He Qiudu is a true fan of Pan Zai, he will definitely be able to pick up the second half of the sentence——

As long as you recite Pan Zai's name silently, your dreams will come true.

But He Qiudu remained silent, a strange look flashed in his eyes, like the phosphorescence in the deep sea was fleeting.

"how is this possible……"

After a long while, his Adam's apple moved slightly, before he uttered these words like self-deprecating.

baffling.Lin Yaoran stretched out his hand, "Can you return it to me, please?"

At this time, the screen of the phone suddenly lit up.

It was Huahua's news bombing.

"Boss, I'm sorting out your notes, you are too good!"

"I was worried that you would die of heartbreak because of He Qiudu's resignation. I didn't expect you to have nothing at all, and even recorded this incident as inspiration material!"

"He Qiudu never imagined that he would be treated as a tool man hhhhhh"

Seeing the darkness in He Qiudu's eyes, Lin Yaoran coughed dryly, "Actually, I was writing novels in Jinjiang..."

Hua Hua sent another message.

"As expected of you, my most admired AZURE teacher!"