Dressed as a black-bellied actor's little manager

No, you can't tell Meng Yunjian.

Otherwise, the entire Meng family would know about it. Mr. Meng and Jian Jian, the old and the young, couldn't bear such a blow.

And Brother Meng, he has always disliked Mr. Lu, even if he knew that Mr. Lu was gone, he would not be sad, maybe he would breathe a sigh of relief, what's the use of telling him.

Wen Jing hurriedly wiped away tears, stood up from the ground, and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm sorry, Brother Meng, something happened to my friend, I'm sorry."

Meng Yunjian frowned: "It's okay, you can go back today first, I will give you some time off."

Wen Jing's eyes were scarlet: "...Thank you Brother Meng."

Wen Jing held back tears, turned and left.

Bi Wenfeng sent Meng Yunjian back to the villa. After returning home, Meng Yunjian went to the kitchen to pour a glass of water. Halfway through drinking, he suddenly remembered something, put down the water glass, and went up to the attic.

The attic, which has not seen the sun all year round, is filled with a choking smell of dust, and a pile of messy sundries are piled up randomly.

"Album..."

Meng Yunjian rolled up his sleeves, squatted down, frowned and rummaged through the cardboard box.

He has sensitive skin, and red spots will appear when he meets dust. After a while, his arms are itchy densely, and red spots start to appear.

Meng Yunjian let out a "tsk", tilted his head, put down his sleeves impatiently, and muttered angrily, "Lu Qingyun...I'll go to your uncle."

If she couldn't find anyone else, and Jian Jian really missed him, she wouldn't have come to a place like the attic to look through his photos.

A burst of dust floated into Meng Yunjian's eyes, choking him to tears, and he gritted his teeth viciously as he wiped them off.

"If you are fucking capable, don't come back for the rest of your life!"

After searching for a long time, Meng Yunjian finally found an old photo album from the bottom of the cardboard box. This is his family portrait of Lu Qingyun and Jian Jian. Lu Qingyun's photos should all be kept in it.

When he got the photo album, Meng Yunjian didn't realize that his heart was beating much faster than usual, so he flipped through it in a hurry, but when he saw the photos inside, he couldn't help being stunned.

It is indeed a family portrait of their family of three, but all of Lu Qingyun's photos have been cut out with scissors, leaving only him and Jian Jian with huge holes in the photos.

Meng Yunjian's heart froze for two seconds, and he frantically flipped back, only to find that the whole album was like this.

There is no photo of Lu Qingyun.

Meng Yunjian's eyes darkened, he couldn't tell what it was like, but he was a little...disappointed.

He hadn't seen Lu Qingyun for so long that he couldn't remember what that guy looked like.

Meng Yunjian went downstairs with the photo album, and asked the aunt at home, "Has anyone been in the attic recently?"

Auntie: "Mr. Bai has been there before."

Meng Yunjian frowned, picked up the mobile phone on the coffee table, and called Bai Canyang.

"There is a photo album in my attic. You cut out the photo of Lu Qingyun in it?"

Bai Canyang: "...um."

Meng Yunjian was a little unhappy: "Why did you cut his photo?"

Bai Canyang's voice was weak: "It's because of Jian Jian. Jian Jian has always wanted to land on Lu Qingyun, and always said to go to the attic to get the photo album. I think... Lu Qingyun won't come back anyway. Jian Jian always thinks about Lu Qingyun. Yun is not good either, so he threw the photo away."

"What else did you throw?"

Bai Canyang: "There are still a few videotapes. I have watched them. They are nothing important. They are the videotapes from Jane's birthday."

Meng Yunjian frowned. He remembered that every year for Jian Jian's birthday, Lu Qingyun would record it with a video camera. He watched it once. Lu Qingyun took pictures of the whole process of making cakes for Jian Jian. It was so boring.

But that was also his wish for Jane.

Bai Canyang: "Brother Yunjian, are you angry?"

Meng Yunjian was indeed a little unhappy, "Don't throw his things around in the future."

Bai Canyang: "...Oh, I just think it's not good for Jian Jian to keep these things. He can't forget Lu..."

Meng Yunjian was impatient: "Jian Jian has already remembered things. If you can't forget them, let him remember them. No matter what, Lu Qingyun has raised him for more than five years."

Bai Canyang was quiet for a long time, "I know, I won't throw away his things in the future." Anyway, there is nothing left, and during the days when he lived there, he had already thrown away Lu Qingyun's old things one after another.

It's okay even if you don't finish throwing it away. Everyone is dead, so there is no threat to him.

Both Lu Qingyun and Meng Jian will be his.

It's a pity that he didn't know where Lu Qingyun was buried. If he knew, he would definitely bring a pot of wine to "worship" Lu Qingyun.

A poor man who lost his man and his life, trash.

……

After Jian Jian was discharged from the hospital, he was taken back to the old mansion of the Meng family by Mr. Meng. At the end of May, Meng Yunjian's new drama was finished. At the celebration banquet of the crew, he drank a lot of wine. When Wen Jing and Bi Wenfeng sent him home, he Already a little drunk and unable to stand still.

"Brother Meng, slow down."

Wen Jing slowly put him on the sofa.

Meng Yunjian had a severe headache, "Go cook me some supper."

Wen Jing: "What do you want to eat?"

Meng Yun remonstrated: "Let's have snow vegetable noodles."

Both Wen Jing and Bi Wenfeng were dumbfounded, how could they do such a thing, two old gentlemen.

Meng Yunjian never ordered takeout, as he thought it was unclean.

"Brother Meng, I don't know how to do this."

Meng Yunjian said with a bit of drunkenness, "Let him do it."

"Who?"

Meng Yun remonstrated: "Lu Qingyun...let him make it, he makes it delicious."

Wen Jing's face froze instantly.

It's already June, Mr. Lu passed away for almost a year, how could he cook for Brother Meng again.

Crawled from the grave?

Wen Jing whispered: "Brother Meng, let me cook you a bowl of green vegetable noodles."

Meng Yunjian impatiently kicked the coffee table in front of him: "I don't eat green vegetable noodles! You call Lu Qingyun! What time is it and he still hasn't come home!"

Wen Jing: "Brother Meng, Mr. Lu's phone number is empty, and you two have been divorced for a long time."

Meng Yunjian was stunned for a moment, divorce?

Did he divorce Lu Qingyun?

Why does it feel like not long ago, Lu Qingyun was cooking him supper, and he would fuck him on the bed after eating...

"Brother Meng, let's make do with it tonight, my vegetable noodles are pretty good."

Meng Yunjian was quiet for a while, then got up and walked to the bedroom, holding his breath like a child who didn't get a toy: "I don't want to eat, you all go back."

After closing the door and lying on the bed, Meng Yunjian took a deep breath.

Little brother Meng started to be energetic again.

Thinking about it carefully, since he divorced Lu Qingyun, it's amazing that he never did that again... Bai Canyang hinted at him a few times, but he always felt that he and Bai Canyang could not develop that kind of relationship, so he didn't respond.

As for Lu Qingyun...

Thinking of that person, Meng Yunjian felt a pain in the lower part.

What happened to him? After the divorce, every time he solved his needs by himself, Lu Qingyun was always on his mind.

The more he thought about it, the more he had a headache. Meng Yunjian sighed, closed his eyes resignedly, and stretched out his hand...

……

In June, Lu Mingxu is about to graduate from university.

Before graduation, he still has one last anatomy class to attend. Because of the rare opportunity to actually dissect, the teacher specially invited freshman students to come and observe.

When eating at noon, the students gathered around and chatted.

"Hey, have you heard? The general teacher who will be dissected this time is said to be very young and seems to be a celebrity..."

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