I just want salted fish after giving scum gong happy

After leaving the bamboo forest, Sheng Xinglan stopped in her tracks.

Restless factors floated in the quiet air, he raised his head and glanced at Yi Cheng who was walking in front, and the reddish sunlight fell on him piece by piece, adding a sense of unreality.

He obviously spit it out after taking a small sip, but the bitter taste in Sheng Xinglan's mouth lingered for a long time.

"Did you do it on purpose just now?"

"What do you mean?" Yi Cheng turned to look at him.

Sheng Xinglan paused, "Let me drink bitter gourd juice."

I don't know if it's because of the drunkenness, or what, Yi Cheng frankly admitted his thoughts for the first time.

"Yes, I did it on purpose."

But now that he is sober and calm, Yi Cheng also has to admit that what he did just now was a bit risky, Sheng Xinglan just made him wait "for a while", but he was malicious and asked the other party to drink the glass of juice of unknown origin go down.

If Fu Yu really put some medicine in that cup of bitter gourd juice, it would be more harm than good.

After finishing speaking, Yi Cheng thought he would see Sheng Xinglan's anger, but unexpectedly his expression was very calm.

"Are you angry for keeping you waiting for so long?"

Yi Cheng was slightly stunned, staring at the man intently, then nodded unabashedly again, "Yes."

And thinking about it now, I still feel a little angry.

Looking at the undisguised emotions in the young man's eyes, Sheng Xinglan finally couldn't help laughing.

This is the most authentic Yi Cheng.

It's not that the emotions are false, the language is false, and Yi Cheng needs to act all the time to maintain himself.

Instead, he treated Yi Cheng with his true emotions.

Even if it is anger.

"There is a charging treasure in the car, let's go back to the car first, and we will be home in a while."

Hearing Sheng Xinglan's calm tone, Yi Cheng was a little surprised, as if the question was just a whim, "Aren't you angry?"

After getting along for this period of time, although he didn't know much about the sub-personality, Yi Cheng still knew about six or seven points about his temper.

The sub-personality is not as good at hiding emotions as the main personality, and likes to show all emotional fluctuations on the face and behavior.For example, in the bamboo forest just now, the indifference and indifference were not intentional, but real.

The emotions in Sheng Xinglan's eyes were complicated and difficult to distinguish, but his voice carried a hint of Yi Cheng's familiar smile.

"not angry."

Yi Cheng's eyes widened.

"Don't you want to go home?" Sheng Xinglan raised his hand and held it very naturally. This time he walked in front, "Let's go."

"Wait." Yi Cheng looked at the two hands clasped, and suddenly stopped, "Before you leave, why don't you inform your grandma and them?"

Sheng Xinglan raised his eyebrows upon hearing this.

"Don't want to go home?"

"I want to go home, but I think people can't be rude." Yi Cheng said solemnly: "In case your grandma and the others misunderstand me and lead you into trouble."

Sheng Xinglan almost laughed out loud, but what the young man said made sense.His grandma didn't like Yi Cheng in the first place, and she left the meeting early without making a sound. It is really possible to put this charge on Yi Cheng's head.

"Okay then, let's go to the front hall."

"Wait." Yi Cheng stopped in her tracks.

"what happened again?"

Yi Cheng moved the hand that was tightly held by the man, and said in doubt: "You can go by yourself, why are you holding me?"

"You don't want to come with me?"

Yi Cheng shook his head decisively and refused.

He did not forget that there were Song Zeyu and members of the Shen family in the front hall, if possible, he did not want to set foot in a place with them at all.

Moreover, Mrs. Sheng didn't want his relationship with Sheng Xinglan to be made public. If he rashly followed him to the front hall, it would only cause dissatisfaction and disgust.

Seeing Yi Cheng's resolute attitude, Sheng Xinglan didn't force him, but called Sheng Qi who was standing at the door of the side hall, and asked him to take Yi Cheng to the car where they came.

Yi Cheng took the power bank and charged it up.

With the light of the mobile phone screen, the lacking and boring situation in front of me seems to be thrown into a beam of light.

He quickly turned on the traffic to connect to the Internet, and waved to the man outside the window, "Go, I can wait for another two hours."

The corner of Sheng Xinglan's mouth moved slightly, "...don't worry, I'll be back in five minutes at most."

Yi Cheng chose not to believe his assurance.

I also told him to come back soon, but it turned out.

Sheng Xinglan may also have thought of his previous dishonesty, so he was embarrassed for a while. He coughed a few times, gave Sheng Qi a few words, and then turned and walked back to the gate of the old house.

Compared with the simple, elegant and deserted side hall, the hall for entertaining guests is more magnificent.

The waiter in a white-lined black waistcoat was carrying the liquor, elegantly interspersed among the crowd, and the intoxicating aroma of the liquor filled the air wherever he went.

There is a turmoil of people, and the clothes are fragrant and the temples are shadowed.

Wearing a light-colored cheongsam and full of silver hair, Mrs. Sheng was sitting on a chair with a string of Buddhist beads in her hand.His shiny dark eyes narrowed slightly, looking in the direction of the entrance of the hall.

"Lan Xin, Yu Chun." Mrs. Sheng said suddenly, calling out the names of her daughter-in-law and daughter, and asked them to come over, "Look, is that Xiao Lan?"

Mrs. Sheng followed the old lady's eyes and nodded happily.

Ever since they parted in Bieyuan, her son had disappeared as if he had disappeared, and the strangest thing was that Fu Yu had also disappeared.

If it wasn't for the housekeeper who said he was watching all the time and he didn't leave the old house, there might have been a mess.

Sheng and Chun were more excited than the two.

Her daughter couldn't be found with Sheng Xinglan, and subconsciously thought that the two would be together, but now seeing that there was no one behind him, she couldn't help feeling anxious.

"Xinglan, where's Xiaoyu?"

Hearing Fu Yu's name, Sheng Xinglan inevitably thought of that cup of green bitter gourd juice. Although he had already been taught a lesson, it did not prevent him from hating this deep-minded, calculating cousin at all.

His face was gloomy, and the bitter taste flooded his mouth, "I don't know."

"How could it be?" Sheng Yuchun looked at him incredulously, and complained, "She walked with you, Xiaolan, how could you not look at Xiaoyu?"

Sheng Xinglan: "Auntie, Fu Yu has turned eighteen and is an adult. Don't you think she is a child who needs me to watch her all the time?"

"Xiao Yu hasn't been to the old house for many years, there are so many people today, you can take care of it as a cousin, what's wrong?"

Sheng Xinglan sighed, she really deserves to be a mother and daughter.

President Fu Yu is all spoiled by his aunt.

Mrs. Sheng watched the topic slowly change, and was afraid that they would quarrel, "Okay, Yuchun, don't be too anxious. Isn't there two servants around Xiaoyu, it will be fine."

Hearing this, not only were Sheng and Chun not comforted, but they also began to point cannon fodder at Mrs. Sheng, sneering, "It really doesn't hurt to stand and talk, if you hadn't stopped me before, I would have found Xiaoyu a long time ago." .”

"Enough!" Mrs. Sheng showed dissatisfaction, "Yu Chun, have you had enough trouble?"

"I didn't make a fuss, am I worried that my child is wrong?"

"It's not wrong for you to worry about Xiaoyu, but don't lose your mind, Xiaoyu is not a child anymore, what can happen in our own home?"

Mrs. Sheng closed her eyes with some headaches, blaming her for pampering her daughter too much in the early years. Compared with Fu Yu's reckless and quarrelsome temperament, Sheng and Chun were even worse.

Sheng Yuchun snorted coldly, the anger in his heart was not extinguished by the old lady's words, on the contrary, it became more and more intense. Just as he was about to say a few words to choke back, the butler appeared with Fu Yu, who had been missing for a long time.

"Mom, grandma!"

"Xiaoyue?!"

As soon as Sheng and Chun saw their daughter, they immediately forgot everything, hugged Fu Yu tightly with red eyes, and said in a voice full of fear, "Where are you going? It makes my mother worry to death."

"I..." Fu Yu felt aggrieved, and was about to complain, when she raised her head and met Sheng Xinglan's indifferent eyes. She was frightened, and immediately swallowed the words on her lips.

"I didn't go anywhere, I just walked around."

Sheng Yuchun told her worriedly, "You must tell mom where you go next time, otherwise mom will be very worried."

Fu Yu broke away from Sheng Yuchun's embrace uncomfortably, "Mom, don't always treat me like a child, I'm done."

Sheng Yuchun's brows and eyes were gentle, "You are still my mother's little baby, and you have frightened my mother after not coming back for so long."

Fu Yu blushed and lowered her head in embarrassment to look at people.

Sheng Xinglan withdrew his gaze, and said coldly, "Since the person has been found, I'll leave first."

"Come on, where are you going?" Mrs. Sheng returned to her senses and looked at him strangely.

"go home."

Mrs. Sheng was taken aback, glanced at the old lady's expressionless face, and said angrily: "The banquet is not over yet, why are you going home?"

Before Sheng Xinglan could speak, Mrs. Sheng waved her hand irritably, "Forget it, let him go."

Anyway, she was a little bored.

The purpose of holding this birthday party was to enjoy family happiness, but accidents happened one by one, and a big fight was staged in front of her.

When it came out just now, it was so noisy that her head hurt.

Mrs. Sheng was worried for a while, "Mom, are you okay?"

Mrs. Sheng shook her head, her bright and energetic eyes dimmed, "I want to go back to the Buddhist hall to calm down, it's too noisy here."

Mrs. Sheng stepped forward to support her, winked at Sheng Xinglan, and was about to leave.Sheng and Chun originally wanted to go to help, but when they thought of what they had done just now, after returning to their senses, they felt embarrassed and unbearable.

There is no way, her daughter is her lifeblood, and when it comes to Fu Yu, she will always lose her mind.

Sheng Xinglan watched the two leave before turning around and leaving the hall. With Mrs. Sheng's approval, she drove back to the car without hindrance.

Yi Cheng was wearing a pair of earphones, and was concentrating on competing with his teammates in the game. Suddenly, his shoulders were heavy, and only then did he realize that the man who got into the car just now fell asleep directly.

Are you so tired?

He quickly eliminated the enemy, then took off the headset, and said to the driver in the driver's seat: "Drive home."

"Yes."

"Slow down." Yi Cheng looked at the man beside his shoulder and said softly.

"Yes."

The car was driving steadily and at a constant speed. When passing the first intersection and waiting for the red light, the sleeping man beside him finally "woke up" slowly.

He looked around with slightly confused eyes, the black chair and the moving scenery outside the glass window made his heart tremble, and his tired spirit immediately woke up.

"Awake?"

The familiar voice rang in his ears, with a hoarseness, Sheng Xinglan turned his head reflexively, and Yi Cheng's delicate and beautiful eyebrows came into view.

This dream-like feeling made him lose his mind for a while.

"What, are you sleepy?" Yi Cheng sensed something was wrong, and stretched out her hand to shake in front of his eyes.

These words were like a wake-up call, waking him up in time. Sheng Xinglan's cold and indifferent eyes slowly moved away from the young man's face, looking out the window at the sky that was gradually stained with blood.

Once again he appears on other occasions when he has no memory.

This is the second time.

Realizing this, Sheng Xinglan was not in a panic. He looked down at the unfamiliar suit on his body, and after smelling it carefully, there was a faint cool fragrance, and he himself never wears perfume.

Yi Cheng didn't get any response from the man, and gradually realized that something was wrong, just as she was wondering, she suddenly saw his calm and indifferent profile, and her heart sank.

Could it be that the personality in Sheng Xinglan's body switched again?

Thinking about the scene where the car almost rolled over for the first time, the master asked him all the questions, Yi Cheng's body was stiff, and he waited in fear, but until the car turned one after another and arrived at the door of the house, he didn't wait for the man this time routine inquiries.

This made Yi Cheng surprised and relieved at the same time.

He even vaguely hoped that Sheng Xinglan would find out that he had a dual personality sooner, so that he wouldn't have to worry about thinking of reasons and countermeasures all day long.

Although I feel sorry for the sub-personality.

But who told him to be dishonest and love to escape?

After Mrs. Sheng's birthday party, life gradually became dull. During the days when Yi Cheng was painting and honing his acting skills, time flew by and it was time for the winter vacation.

During the period, Wei Chen called him a few times to ask if he wanted to do some more filming to earn some living expenses, but Yi Cheng has been having the same dream for some reason in the past week, and his nerves are a little weak and sensitive. Refused.

And this repeated dream also attracted his few attentions.

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