You, teach me how to do things?

Luo Feiluan finally got through to Anqian.

It's the broker's phone.

My mobile phone was blocked by An Qian, and all contact information was deleted.

After An Qian posted that Weibo, Brother Zhong knew that the matter was easy to deal with, and immediately asked the public relations department to clarify that the two were just friends and work contacts.Then contact the marketing accounts that broke the news, no matter how much it costs, let them take down all the negative news

The deterioration of public opinion was contained at the fastest speed.

After all, he is a veteran of public relations, and soon the entire Internet platform could not find any negative comments from Luo Feiluan.

And Luo Feiluan stood alone in the corridor of the company and called An Qian.

After the call was connected, Luo Feiluan did not speak, but An Qian's voice came from the other end of the phone.

He seemed to have guessed that the person calling was Luo Feiluan.

An Qian took a deep breath and calmly said, "Let's end it."

The word he used was not breakup, but end.

They have never dated for a day as lovers, and then talked about breaking up.

An Qian seemed to be afraid that Luo Feiluan would not understand, and added: "I have never liked you, the relationship between us is only physical, and it will be good for you and me if it ends like this."

Luo Feiluan took a deep breath and punched the wall with a fist. The dull sound echoed in the corridor. He suppressed the anger in his heart and asked An Qian word by word: "You started writing to me six years ago. Xin, spring, summer, autumn and winter never fall, you say you don't like me? Your phone wallpaper is me, and you have a lot of photos of me in your home, you say you don't like me? An Qian, you have to be smart about deceiving people ?"

An Qian had noticed it before, and Luo Feiluan might have recognized that he was the reader who wrote to him.

It's just that he didn't want to believe that Luo Feiluan was willing to read his letters, and he didn't want to believe that Luo Feiluan knew his own handwriting.

But until now, it is meaningless to entangle these things. He gritted his teeth and said unfeeling words: "Luo Feiluan, do you know? Likes can also become dislikes. What I like is you as a star, and the real You have nothing to do with it."

These words completely angered Luo Feiluan.

He can't control his volume, and he doesn't care whether others will see him losing control: "An Qian! Am I treating you badly? Why can't you face it with me? We'll be together after we make it public. okay?"

He couldn't understand why An Qian didn't want to accompany him to face these rumors.

He thought it was just a moment of abuse and crusade.

Doesn't any celebrity face these problems when they announce their relationship?Others have faced it, and I am not bad this time.

Why is An Qian unwilling to accompany her?

Or, during this period of time, it was all my own wishful thinking.

"I don't want to be criticized, I don't want to be abused, I don't want my wounds to be dug out over and over again. That's it, Luo Feiluan."

Then there was only a beep on the phone.

He pretended to be a coward, and then hurriedly escaped from the beautiful paradise that Luo Feiluan had carefully arranged for him.

After hanging up the phone, An Qian put the phone on Shang Chuan's coffee table.

For the first time, he knew that when a person's heart hurts, his whole body is numb.

He couldn't cry, let alone laugh, he just stared at the coffee table in a daze.

He couldn't think of anything, he wanted to take out all his brains, so that he could completely drive Luo Feiluan out of his life.

Compared with the pain I suffered after being raped, this time it was even worse.

"elder brother?"

Xia Yuanling saw An Qian like this for the first time.

He asks an inappropriate question: "Do you like him?"

Xia Yuanling knew he shouldn't ask, but he couldn't control himself.

I like someone, but I will never get it, and I can't even stand in the sun and tell others.

He experienced this kind of emotion once in Shu Yan's body.

For An Qian, this question is like a memory switch, releasing all the tears locked in his eyes.

An Qian held his head as if surrendering to public opinion.

He nodded to acknowledge the joy in his heart.

He doesn't like it.

He likes it very much.

The heartbeat of childhood has survived to this day.

If he didn't like Luo Feiluan, why did he write so many letters to Luo Feiluan? If he didn't like it, why did he wear the necklace Luo Feiluan gave him every day? And the heartbeat, why should he be involved because of his emotions.

Could he not see Luo Feiluan's deliberate approach?Could he not feel the acceleration of his heartbeat?

He likes it.

But this world cannot be solved by just liking it.

Otherwise, if you look at the unforgettable love in ancient and modern China and abroad, most of them end in life and death.

Yes, being with Luo Feiluan will make him bear the attack of public opinion, but these are not the most important to An Qian.The important thing is Luo Feiluan's future career.

What he wants to do is huge, and if he wants to create a circle in this muddy world, then he needs extremely high popularity as support.

And myself, will become a stumbling block on this road.

With him, how much criticism Luo Feiluan would have to bear.

How many disgusting and ugly names will be added to him?

How can I be worthy of Luo Feiluan's liking.

When Shang Chuan came home at night, An Qian had already left.

Secretary Xiao Cheng was with Xia Yuanling. Seeing Shang Chuan come back, he briefly explained the situation and left Shang Chuan's house.

Xia Yuanling didn't respond to this, but just stared at the phone in a daze.

Luo Feiluan was probably heartbroken by An Qian's words, and did not give any response. Many fans were expecting him to reply, but in the end nothing came.

Social media has also returned to normal, and everyone is going their own way, as if everything has returned to calm.

But it seems that people standing near the ripples will still be affected unconsciously.

"About An Qian—"

Shang Chuan originally wanted to persuade Xia Yuanling to open up a bit, An Qian and Luo Feiluan had their own way to go, Xia Yuanling should not meddle in their affairs.

But before he finished speaking, Xia Yuanling threw himself into his arms as soon as he sat on the sofa.

"Mr. Shang, promise me one thing, okay?"

He spoke in a hurry, as if he was in trouble.

Shang Chuan listened to him patiently.

Xia Yuanling propped himself up and looked at Shang Chuan: "No matter what happens, no matter what happens, don't leave me."

I was shattered by that monster named Shu Yan.

Like glass.

Cracks and shards rule all worlds I can see.

Right on the brink of darkness and pain.

It was you who put me together piece by piece.

It was you who made me go back to choosing to be Xia Yuanling.

Then even if one day.

Public opinion is like a blade, and criticism is like a flame.

You and I are notorious.

You can't leave either.

His eyes were red, like a beast that had been hungry for a long time found a good meal, and roared for Shang Chuan to give an answer.

I have seen the death of Shu Yan, I have seen the difference between An Qian and Luo Feiluan.

I don't want the same tragedy to happen again to you and me.

Seeing Xia Yuanling's aggressive eyes like a wild beast, Shang Chuan suddenly remembered the guess that the doctor said that day.

Does the lover in front of him like the life of "Xia Yuanling" or the life of "Shu Yan"?

He wants to be Shu Yan's.

Die for art, die for dreams.

Madness is the only dominant color in his life.

But I dragged him back into Xia Yuanling's body.

The wound created by the character of Shu Yan for Xia Yuanling may never heal in this life, he will always remain with Shu Yan's madness, Shu Yan's paranoia, and Shu Yan's despair.

So I will be more important to Xia Yuanling.

I am the thread linking Xia Yuanling and this world,

Just like now, looking at Xia Yuanling's expression, if he said "no", he would immediately grab his neck, making death a poison to quench thirst with poison.

Let them fall into the abyss of hell together.

only--

Shang Chuan smiled lightly.

"I won't leave you."

This sentence is like a mantra to make the world a better place.

Shang Chuan smiled and reached out to rub Xia Yuanling's head, dispelling his worries: "I swear, I will never leave you."

Xia Yuanling let go of his hand, and then leaned meekly into Shang Chuan's arms, as if he had turned into that obedient and sensible child again.

Perhaps it was the breakup between Luo Feiluan and An Qian that stimulated Xia Yuanling's nerves. He was afraid that all love would end in life and death.

Just when Xia Yuanling relaxed his vigilance, Shang Chuan reached out and grabbed his collar, and pulled him in front of him: "Similarly, you can't leave me either, do you hear me?"

His fierce eyes once again appeared in front of Xia Yuanling.

Just like the last time Xia Yuanling drew roses on the plate.

Just like the last time Xia Yuanling signed Shu Yan's name on a tissue.

His Mr. Shang will not get well either.

Xia Yuanling nodded obediently.

He liked Shang Chuan's answer very much, as if he was as important to Shang Chuan.

The night is deep.

The two of them washed up and went back to bed to rest.

Perhaps it was because of the emotional ups and downs of the day that Xia Yuanling couldn't help yawning as soon as he went to bed.

Shang Chuan coaxed him to sleep, and he couldn't help thinking of what happened today.

Luo Feiluan and An Qian.

Their path was much more difficult than theirs and Xia Yuanling's.

In any case, at least there is not much difference in family life between myself and Xia Yuanling.

but--

If he and Xia Yuanling faced such public opinion attacks, he probably would never let go.

If you scold, just scold, if you threaten, just threaten.

No matter how ugly the attack was, he accepted it as it was ordered.

This person in front of him will never let go.

Not for any reason, just because Xia Yuanling had already been assimilated in his dark and crazy days.

Assimilated into a beast.

The relationship between them may have long since transcended love.

It is symbiosis.

It's what we share, each other's breath.