I'm old, so cute

On the day of Yan Qiao's birthday, the red carpet in front of Xinyue Hotel was spread out for hundreds of meters, and half of the respectable people in Ninghai came to congratulate her.

The brightly lit banquet hall was filled with crowds of people, and everyone chatted and laughed happily while drinking wine.

If you observe carefully, it is not difficult to find that all the young girls who came tonight have been well-dressed, and each of them is wearing the latest big-name haute couture. If you don't know it, you may think that they are here to walk the red carpet.

"I heard that the old man of the Yan family wants to take advantage of Mr. Yan's birthday to choose a wife for him tonight! After all, it has been so long since Mr. Yan is young, it is impossible for Mr. Yan to live alone all the time."

"Although this is the case, but...if I remember correctly, the person in front of President Yan is a man, right?"

"No, I heard that if it wasn't for that man who was a perfect match with Mr. Yan back then, Mr. Yan would not have chosen him to cheer Mr. Yan! Now that he is dead, the Yan family's hundreds of billions of property still needs an heir. ah."

"No wonder I see that those who have daughters are desperately bringing their daughters to Mr. Yan tonight."

"What's the use, isn't President Yan going to like it in the end?"

"Speaking of which, who saw Boss Yan tonight?"

With this question, everyone looked around.

It's strange to say that Yan Qiao, the protagonist of tonight's birthday party, disappeared directly at the party, and even the old man Yan was searched for a long time, but he said he didn't see anyone.

In the corner of the open-air restaurant on the top floor of the hotel near the northeast, the back of the man looks thin and lonely. There is a mention of oranjeboom on the table in front of him. Seven or eight bottles are already empty. He still has a bottle in his hand and has already drunk it by a third.

The terrace was very windy, his hair was blown a little messy, and even half of the plaid wool blanket covering his legs was dragged on the ground, he didn't seem to care, and he was mostly stuffy with his head up.

There was a rush of footsteps behind him, and then came the voice of his friend Fang Conglin: "I'm going crazy looking for you below, what are you doing here alone? Grass, why do you drink so much?"

Yan Qiao didn't look back, grabbed a bottle of oranjeboom and threw it back.

Fang Conglin almost instinctively reached out to catch it: "Your grandfather..."

"Cong Lin, is the billboard on the opposite square still lit?" Yan Qiao suddenly interrupted him.

Fang Conglin froze for a moment, then took a few steps forward, overlooking the opposite square, the huge screen was flashing with pink light.

Yan Qiao murmured again: "In the past, Xiaolu liked to book this seat the most. He happened to be able to see the billboard below. He said the advertisement was very good-looking."

Fang Conglin frowned: "Fuck, why is he watching sanitary napkin advertisements?"

Yan Qiao: "..."

Did you even change the ads?

It turned out to be a luxury advertisement endorsed by Shidi Lu Mingjia.

Fang Conglin simply sat down and poured out the wine skillfully: "It's been a year since the dead can't be brought back to life, Ah Qiao, it's time for you to come out." He reached out and touched the wine bottle in Yan Qiao's hand, "Flowers, flowers, plants There are so many, there will always be something that catches your eye. Brother’s bar will open in two days, and then I will find someone to keep you satisfied! Even if you want to find Xing Bailu’s, I will find it for you, okay?”

Yan Qiao didn't answer, and said to himself: "When we got married, everyone said that he was money from Tuyan's family. After five years of marriage, everyone said that I raised him for five years. But in fact, the money borrowed by his company He returned it to me in the third year. After that, he didn't ask for any investment from me, even if he had nothing to film in the next few years."

Fang Conglin had a surprised expression on his face, which was very different from the Xing Bailu they talked about in their circle. Everyone thought that Xing Bailu didn't continue filming because the Yan family didn't allow Xing Bailu to go out and show his face.

Fang Conglin didn't know how to comfort him, so he just smiled and said: "It seems that it's really not for your family's money, he... probably really loves you."

Yan Qiao laughed at himself.

Xing Bailu doesn't love him, because he doesn't love him, so he finds it difficult to use his money, right?He always wanted to draw a clear line with him, and calculated every minute and every cent clearly with him.

Yan Qiao lowered his eyelids slightly: "But I miss him so much."

Fang Conglin choked.

"If only I could always let him have scenes to film, if I had realized earlier that he was in pain with me, I... if only I could have stopped him that day." Yan Qiao pinched hard Pinching his completely unconscious legs, he said in pain, "If I wasn't a cripple, I could have stopped him that day!"

"Ah Qiao!" Fang Conglin pulled him back, and said angrily, "If it weren't for you, their family would have gone bankrupt a long time ago. What pain did he have when he was with you? You couldn't see it at that time, and it was impossible to save him! Besides, He chose to commit suicide by himself, what is there to cherish about such a person?"

"You don't understand." Yan Qiao raised his hand to cover his face.

Fang Conglin was startled: "Hey, don't, don't you want to cry?"

Help, he can't comfort people.That's why he hates crying people the most. Whenever the people around him cry, they are basically waiting to be kicked by him.

Fang Conglin, a prodigal son in love, has always been free and unrestrained, and Yan Qiao couldn't envy him.

He is the kind of person who lives in his heart and never sees others again.

Yan Qiao's eyes were sore and uncomfortable, but he didn't cry.

His eye-corner-membrane was given by Xing Bailu. Before that, he was a crippled and blind waste. His most precious thing now is these eyes.

After a long time, Fang Conglin heard him ask suddenly: "Is he good-looking?"

Fang Conglin was stunned: "What?"

Yan Qiao raised his head: "Little Lu, it must be pretty, right?"

Fang Conglin was beyond shocked: "You, haven't you seen it?"

It's been a year since Xing Bailu left, and it's been half a year since Yan Qiao saw the light again!

Yan Qiao shook his head, he had never seen Xing Bailu before.

Three months after the operation, he was able to see the light again. He searched all the places in the house, but he couldn't find a photo of Xing Bailu.

Even their wedding photos are gone.

Yan Qiao became very angry and wanted to fire the nanny servant at home.

Old Man Yan said that he burned the photo, and that Xing Bailu had left him a message—to tell Yan Qiao not to worry about what I look like, because he will still get married in the future.

The old man also said that he has deleted the photos on the Internet, even the TV series starring Xing Bailu, he spent a lot of money to make AI face-changing adjustments, but there must be some undeleted ones, after all, it is the era of big data, let Yan Qiao himself Decide.

Yan Qiao didn't check anymore, because this was Xiao Lu's last wish.

"Is he pretty?" Yan Qiao murmured again.

Fang Conglin wanted to nod at first, but after thinking about it, he became: "Actually...it's quite ordinary, anyway, I don't like that kind of appearance at all."

Yan Qiao was laughing: "You lied to me, he must be very good-looking. If there is a next life..."

Seeing that he was going to drink again, Fang Conglin stepped forward to snatch the bottle and patted Yan Qiao on the shoulder to comfort him: "Don't drink, you just don't have a destiny, or brothers, I'll go to the temple to beg for you, so that you can meet again in the next life." Continue the good relationship, okay?"

Fang Conglin is an absolute face control, but he doesn't like Xing Bailu very much, because when Xing Bailu left, he also took away the originally cheerful Yan Qiao.

The Yan Qiao in the past was not like this, Fang Conglin somewhat missed that Yan Qiao who was always silly but kind.

Yan Qiao's eyes were very red, and he murmured: "If there is another life, I will never marry him again."

I want to fulfill him and Lu Mingjia.

The sky over Tongcheng was covered with a layer of gray that day. The heavy rain had been falling continuously for a day and a night, and there was still no intention of stopping at this time.

The majestic heavy rain made the entire Longshan Cemetery even more solemn and strange. Looking out from a little distance, it was like being covered in a layer of fog, and nothing could be seen clearly.

A group of people dressed in black and black trousers made the young man who was supported by the left and right look even paler.

The boy was wearing a well-tailored black suit, and he had been crying non-stop for several days. His eyes were red and swollen, and he was extremely thin. Even if he was supported, he was a little precarious. Anyone who saw it would feel distressed for a while.

Bean-heavy raindrops hit the umbrella surface, making a deafening sound.

A thunderbolt struck from the sky, everyone present was taken aback, only the young man's exquisite facial features remained unchanged, he seemed a little numb.

"You won't be sad and stupid, will you?"

"Oh, how pitiful, his mother has always loved him the most, and the relationship between mother and son is very good!"

"He seems to have no reaction since the cemetery, ah, is it really exciting?"

Xing Bailu is not stupid, his mind is just a little confused for the time being.

Obviously, just half an hour ago, he had a big fight with his father Xing Yuanlin in the study at home, because the family company was in financial crisis, and his father forced him to marry the well-known Yan family in Ninghai, and marry the disabled and blind heir of the Yan family.Of course he disagreed, he had loved Lu Mingjia for so many years, how could he turn around and marry someone else?

So he jumped out of the window while his father was not paying attention, and planned to find Lu Mingjia, but he saw Lu Mingjia with a woman.Xing Bailu immediately wanted to rush over to ask Lu Mingjia who that woman was, but for a moment he forgot that he sprained his foot when he jumped off the building before, and he fell down half the stairs without stepping on it.

Opening his eyes again, Xing Bailu was lifted up from the ground by the two people around him, and people around said that he passed out suddenly because of excessive sadness.

Most of the trousers were wet, and the surrounding wind was blowing with showers, Xing Bailu was a little dizzy, unable to distinguish between illusion and reality.

The weather in March, coupled with the cooling and rain, seems to have returned to winter.The wind blew on his face and cut his flesh, and his exposed fingers were so cold that he couldn't feel it. Xing Bailu bent his fingers a little, and they felt stiff and painful.

However, the pain turned his consciousness a little bit, and there was a brand new tombstone not far away.

A photo of her mother Li Shuyan was pasted on the tombstone. The woman in the photo smiled like a flower and was a rare beauty.Many years later, when his parents' old friends saw him, they would sigh that he looked too much like his mother.

Xing Yuanlin stood in front of the crowd with his back to them. He was holding an umbrella alone, looking at the brand-new tombstone in front of him without moving.The heavy rain wet his shoulders, and even a large area of ​​his back was wet. He didn't seem to notice it at all, and just stood there motionless.

At that time, Xing Bailu always felt that his father didn't care enough about his mother, and because he saw his father with a strange woman, after his mother died, their father-son relationship fell to the bottom.

From about this day on, he never gave Xing Yuanlin any good looks.

A flash of lightning suddenly flashed overhead, instantly lighting up the entire Longshan Cemetery. The people who came to express their condolences were terrified.

The sound of footsteps in the surroundings was messy, and Xing Bailu was forced to take a step forward by being pushed, probably because his mother had just passed away. At this time, he was a little tired from crying. It was so swollen that I couldn't open it.

With this push, he jumped straight forward.

"Little deer!"

The moment he fell down, Xing Bailu vaguely saw his father Xing Yuanlin drop the umbrella in his hand, and rushed over quickly trying to catch his body.

Xing Bailu had a long, long dream, and he dreamed of Lu Mingjia again.

That day he was in a hurry to find Lu Mingjia, and the elevators in his apartment building happened not to be on the first floor, so Xing Bailu simply pushed the stairs through the safe passage.

Lu Mingjia lived on the seventh floor, and Xing Bailu heard Lu Mingjia's voice from the corridor above when he was on the sixth floor platform, and then he saw him with a woman.

His buddy Zhang Qingyou told him that Lu Mingjia was straight and that he liked women, but Xing Bailu never believed it.

Lu Mingjia said clearly that he likes him!

He heard Lu Mingjia say to the woman: "Don't think about it, it's impossible for me to be with Xing Bailu! You know I don't like him at all!"

Xing Bailu woke up suddenly, the nightmare made him breathless for a moment.

He didn't see the woman's face clearly, but only remembered that she had a tattoo on her right wrist, which was a pattern of two hearts strung together by Cupid's arrows.

Lu Mingjia's voice was still in my ears: "There are other reasons why I treat him well. I can't show my cards with him now because my new movie is about to be released, and he invested a lot of money in this movie. Oops , don’t believe me, it’s really impossible for me to be with him. Let me tell you, do you still remember what I told you about five years ago when I was riding a battery car to deliver food and fell? Actually..."

Xing Bailu was very angry when he heard the first half of Lu Mingjia's words, so he wanted to go up and question him. Now that he thinks about it, he should have listened carefully.

He turned sideways for a long time to feel better, the room was very familiar, it was the Xing family's villa in Yutaki Bend.The mobile phone on the bedside table is not the latest Apple, but the iPhone 4 which is not as big as a palm.

He tried to get the phone, but he couldn't hold it firmly, and the phone fell to the ground with a "bang".

At the same time, the screen lights up, clearly showing - March 2010, 3.

Not in 2015, he, he really came back!

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Copywriter:

The film king Chu Bian is a well-known high-altitude flower in the circle who is clean, dignified and abstinent. He debuted for five years and had zero scandals. He has a perfect personality in everyone's eyes.

But he has a secret, he doesn't like women, and even fell into the voice of a dubbing master named Xiao Chuo for many years.

Until one day, the boss came to dub the character he played.

Xiao Chuo is a gay guy who made his debut in a BL drama, but because the person he likes is straight, he says that he is also straight.

Until he read the indescribable lines and found that the very straight one had a physical reaction...

Grass.

What the hell, it turned out that the opponent they thought was straight had already turned into a ball!

When Xiao Chuo used to be called Sheng Ju, he lived in a villa where every inch of land was expensive, and he would be woken up hundreds of times by himself every day.

Later, the Sheng family fell from the clouds into the mud——

I thought I was right with you, but it turned out to be just my whimsy.

I thought you were secretly in love with me, but it was just my wishful thinking.

All right, I'm leaving, Jianghu is gone.

Later, the young master heard that actor Chu also likes men.

Emmmm... I think I can do it again!