The returned boss

When Qiao Yufan got home, Jiang Xiaodong was cooking dinner in the kitchen, frying and frying, and he couldn't hear the sound from outside at all.

Seeing that the door of Jiang Xiaodong's bedroom was open, Qiao Yufan thought that he and Jiang Xiaodong were still in a cold war these days, so he thought about quietly putting the packaged milk tea on Jiang Xiaodong's desk, and then came to him when he found out reconcile.

This is probably the caution of adults.

The laptop on Jiang Xiaodong's desk was open, and the page was a familiar Weibo page.

Ever since the drunken black fan incident, Qiao Yufan handed over all his social accounts to the company. During the two months of rest, because he was afraid of seeing any negative news that would affect his mood, he almost deliberately never opened any entertainment pages. with social media.

Seeing the long-lost Weibo, Qiao Yufan was a little itchy at this time, and took a closer look, hey, this stupid big guy still pays attention to me, the keyword he searched for was Qiao Yufan's own name.

"Let me see if anyone still remembers me after I've been missing for two months." Qiao Yufan simply pulled up a swivel chair and sat down, dragged the mouse, and scrolled down.Fortunately, although most of the comments were controlled by fans, Qiao Yufan's heart was warmed by the fans' thoughts and wishes, and he was very moved.

"Little fairies (name of Qiao Yufan's fans), wait a little longer, wait a little longer, I, Qiao Yufan, will kill you soon!"

After reading the search about himself, Qiao Yufan was about to stand up and leave, but there was a voice in his heart that was hesitant to speak.

what to do?I really want to know Jiang Xiaodong's Weibo account, even if I secretly follow him with a trumpet after I regained my freedom on Weibo.Moreover, I really want to know his hobbies, his daily life, what he likes and what he hates...

I'm really not willing to cut off contact with him like this.

So, Qiao Yufan sat back quietly again, and closed the bedroom door guiltily. The hand holding the mouse even trembled a little with excitement, and tremblingly entered Jiang Xiaodong's main Weibo page.

"Hook Chen a Polaris?"

This account seems a bit familiar, hey, I didn't expect there to be 253 million followers.This kid is a bit powerful, he has as many fans as the third-tier young actors in the circle.

Qiao Yufan couldn't help but drag the mouse down to see what he was usually posting.

Looking at the profile of Jiang Xiaodong's Weibo homepage, he said he was a music blogger. Sure enough, some of the content he posted recently was music-related, including the latest music information and news, and most of them were audition music reviews written by Jiang Xiaodong himself.

Last month, Jiang Xiaodong posted a long Weibo about Lin Xiaoxiao's latest album "Broken", titled "Try Bravely, Not Break or Stand", and analyzed all the songs in the album "Broken" in detail. Mainly, various music styles, genres, including lyrics.

This long Weibo has more than 2000 likes, but tens of thousands of comments.

Qiao Yufan was a little puzzled when he commented out of curiosity. Lin Xiaoxiao's microblog usually only received two or three thousand likes and comments at most. He actually had tens of thousands of comments under a single music critic.

As a result, when he clicked on it, most of the netizens scolded him under the comments.Strange?There are even a few netizens whose avatars are still Qiao Yufan?Is there any quarrel between my fans and this Gou Chenyi?

As a result, Qiao Yufan became even more curious. He continued to scroll down until the end of June. This period seemed to be even more bloody. Gou Chen posted a Weibo with tens of thousands of comments.

"I will not delete any Weibo, let alone close comments, so that the public can see how crazy these so-called 'traffic' fans are."

There are more than [-] comments on this weibo. Looking at the profile picture and nickname, they are all fans of Qiao Yufan.

Suddenly, for a moment, Qiao Yufan's mind buzzed, as if he finally woke up after two months of being drunk.

"What kind of man!"

"none of your business!"

Gou Chenyi, it turned out to be that Gou Chenyi.It was the same Gou Chenyi who caused Qiao Yufan to be criticized by the whole network for two months, a dozen endorsements were terminated one after another, and the new play almost failed!

He is actually Jiang Xiaodong!Qiao Yufan couldn't believe it. He was shaking all over, but he couldn't help but continue to drag the mouse.

"Do you know the Polaris? The Polaris is the brightest star in the sky in the direction of the north. It is very close to the North Celestial Pole, almost directly facing the axis of the earth. Seen from the northern hemisphere of the earth, the position of the Polaris is almost constant. Therefore In ancient times, the Polaris was an important indicator to identify the direction when sailing and field activities..."

Qiao Yufan just remembered that Gou Chenyi was polaris, the Polaris. Jiang Xiaodong had hinted at him before, but he was stupid, and he didn't realize it at all.

Jiang Xiaodong continued to flip through Gou Chenyi's past Weibo. He found that Gou Chenyi had often criticized the so-called "traffic" in the entertainment industry. I'm not used to those idols cutting fans' leeks with so-called music achievements that don't take their minds off.

"So, that's how you always look at me..." Qiao Yufan sat slumped on the swivel chair, thinking to himself, probably in Jiang Xiaodong's eyes, Qiao Yufan was the type of person he looked down on the most.

Idols, traffic, exaggeration, lack of education and culture... When chatting with Jiang Xiaodong, do you think that Qiao Yufan is as ridiculous as an illiterate.

All along, he has recognized him, and seen him pretending to be proud and superior like a clown, while he is always on the sidelines like an outsider.

Qiao Yufan seemed to have been tricked, and all kinds of inferiority, being deceived, and unwillingness were entangled in his heart.In the end, he raised his fist angrily, and then slammed it heavily on Jiang Xiaodong's desk.

"It's not polite to peek at other people's computers."

After dinner was cooked, Jiang Xiaodong thought that Qiao Yufan hadn't come home yet. After setting the dinner plate, he saw that his bedroom door was closed.

Obviously the door was open, but at this moment, Jiang Xiaodong was thinking badly, and there was a "boom", as if the punch had hit Jiang Xiaodong's heart. At that moment, Jiang Xiaodong covered his heart, it hurt so much.

Jiang Xiaodong stared with bated breath for about two or three minutes. Finally, he collected himself, pushed open the door, and leaned against the door frame as if nothing had happened, waiting for the next storm to come.

However, the expected storm did not come. Qiao Yufan turned around. He stared at Jiang Xiaodong for a long time, as if waiting for his explanation. However, neither of them spoke first. There was no question here, no explanation there. The atmosphere in the room was tense to freezing point.

Jiang Xiaodong noticed that the hands behind Qiao Yufan were trembling uncontrollably. He was about to say something when Qiao Yufan bit his lower lip, as if trying to suppress the emotions in his heart. With difficulty, he dialed the number of his assistant Xiaobai , "Hey, Xiaobai, help me book the fastest flight ticket, I want to go back early, quickly! Immediately!"

Qiao Yufan's last few words were already filled with tears. Perhaps because he was afraid that tears would flow out, the stubborn Qiao Yufan pushed Jiang Xiaodong away from the door, and returned to his bedroom like a gust of wind to start packing his luggage.

Jiang Xiaodong got on the computer, walked to Qiao Yufan's closed bedroom door, knocked on the door, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry", because Jiang Xiaodong couldn't think of anything else to say besides these three words.

He sat back at the dining table silently by himself. The meals prepared tonight were all Qiao Yufan's favorite flavors. However, facing such a full table of dishes, Jiang Xiaodong might not be able to eat them all by himself.

When Qiao Yufan came out of the bedroom, it was already the same as when he came, dragging the trolley case hurriedly, wearing sunglasses, and wearing a black baseball cap on his head.

"The fastest flight today is at 09:30 in the evening. You didn't have dinner, so you must not last that late. I packed the omelette and ribs for you and put them in an insulated box. I will go to the airport to pick up some heat. Water, let’s put a pad first.”

Qiao Yufan raised his head. He admired Jiang Xiaodong at this time. At this time, he could still pretend to be a good person in front of him as if nothing had happened, and he could still care about him and advise him so gently as usual.

"No need, I'm a VIP of the airline, and there are plenty of food and drink in the VIP lounge, so you don't have to worry about it." Qiao Yufan pushed back the thermal box, and then ruthlessly opened the door.

"That……"

Qiao Yufan interrupted Jiang Xiaodong's next words again, "There is no need to say goodbye, because I hope we will never see each other again..."

With a bang, the door closed tightly, and Qiao Yufan and Jiang Xiaodong's summer vacation ended early.

"I'm afraid that I won't have the chance to say goodbye to you, because maybe I will never see you again. I will leave tomorrow. If I want to part from the familiar place, my tears will fall..."

Qiao Yufan looked up at the direction of Jiang Xiaodong's bedroom on the third floor, and he could tell that it was Zhang Zhenyue's "Goodbye" that Jiang Xiaodong was playing and singing on the guitar.

"I will firmly remember your face, and I will cherish the thoughts you gave. These days are in my heart and will never be erased. I can't promise you whether I will come back again, don't look back, and walk without looking back go down..."

Before he knew it, Qiao Yufan dragged his luggage and hummed along step by step.

It had been 22 years, since he ran away from home alone when he was 14 years old, Qiao Yufan thought that he was never an indecisive person.Even if he has loved, been persistent, and humbled in his relationship, he has never regretted every decision he made.

In summer, the days are long and the nights are short, and it is the time for thousands of houses to light up and smoke from the kitchen. However, nearly two months have passed since the summer solstice, and the sky is still much darker than before.

The sound of cicadas chirping, the sound of children playing along the way, the music of old people dancing in the square, the noise coming from the windows, a gust of wind blowing, mixed with a hint of coolness, it turns out that it has already entered autumn...