Dressed as a black-bellied actor's little manager

Meng Yunjian's heart seemed to have stopped: "What... what?" What was he talking about?

Lu Mingxu: "I said, that bastard Lu Qingyun is dead, his mother died a long time ago."

Meng Yunjian blinked his eyes, and felt that the inside was extremely dry, densely packed like needles, and it hurt so badly.

He panted with difficulty, but felt that the air he was taking in was getting less and less, and his whole lungs were like a heavy jack, sinking anxiously, suffocating him.

"Yes... Lu Qingyun asked you to say that."

Lu Mingxu's voice was full of exhaustion and hoarseness, he just smiled lightly without answering.

In fact, not long ago, he was still thinking that he must tell Meng Yunjian about his brother's departure, so that this bastard who had never treated Lu Qingyun as a human being would feel bad and cry.

But now he figured it out.

There is no need.

Lu Qingyun is gone, let him go quietly.

Lu Mingxu: "Think whatever you want."

Meng Yunjian's breathing sounded very messy on the phone: "...you help me tell your brother that Jianjian misses him very much... the past things are over. As long as he is willing to come back, I won't It's hard for him..."

Meng Yunjian paused for two seconds, and then said: "If he doesn't want to come back, it's okay, let him relax outside, have a good time, play enough, go home again, I'll wait for him..."

Lu Mingxu sneered.

Home?His elder brother was alone on his dying account, so where did he come from?

Meng Yunjian quickly changed the subject and asked, "Did you call me before?"

Lu Mingxu: "Yes, your precious lover picked it up."

Meng Yunjian was silent again. After a brief silence, he said "thank you" softly, and then hung up the phone.

……

Meng Yunjian couldn't fall asleep that night, he leaned against the wall, opened his eyes, with a dull expression, and just ushered in the dawn of the next day.

Mr. Meng is getting old and sleeps short, waking up at seven o'clock in the morning.

When Meng Yunjian found him, the old man was in the garden, squatting on the ground and trimming the branches and leaves of the rose bushes.

Meng Yunjian hurried over, frowning: "Grandpa, you can just ask the servants to do these things, be careful of your waist."

"Come on, please go and have a rest."

He was going to get the scissors in the old man's hand.

The old man chased him away impatiently: Go away! "

"grandfather……"

Mr. Meng looked at these roses, and said in an old voice, "These are all planted by A Yun."

Meng Yunjian was startled.

"Your grandma likes flowers, but she is not in good health and can't go out all the time. A Yun built this large flower garden, and he planted every flower here. No matter how busy he was before, he would smoke every week. Time to come and take care of it.”

"He divorced you, and your grandma felt so bad that she didn't even come to see the flowers." Mr. Meng was angry, "You still do it? Can you do it? Can you name these flowers? Do you know what they want?" How much water to pour, how much fertilizer to use?"

Meng Yunjian's face turned pale little by little.

Mr. Meng went to cut the flower branches again, "A Yun is gone, I have to keep these flowers for him, and I will return them to him when he comes back. You don't touch them, if you kill one, you can see how I will slap you .”

Meng Yunjian looked at the clusters of flowers in front of him, and finally his eyes fell on a blooming rose.

He remembered that there was also a rose flower on Lu Qingyun's shoulder.

Meng Yunjian's heart speeded up slightly, as if there was something restless in his heart.

He couldn't help stretching out his hand, brushing the petals with his fingers, just like he had touched the rose tattoo several times before.

Lu Qingyun...

Mr. Meng glanced at the disappointment and gloom in his grandson's eyes, sneered in his heart, picked up his crutch and hit his calf with a stick.

Meng Yunjian groaned, almost kneeling on the ground.

"You regret it, don't you? Now that you know about Ah Yun?"

Meng Yunjian simply squatted next to him, picked up the scissors, and imitated Mr. Meng's way of cutting branches and leaves, muttering softly: "I don't regret it... I'm just not used to it..."

He didn't tell anyone that it's been almost two years since the divorce, and he still hasn't gotten used to living without Lu Qingyun.

That person is like a tree entrenched in his heart. The trunk and branches have been cut off, but it is still rooted here.

When he had a headache, he wanted Lu Qingyun to help him rub his head. When he was hungry, he wanted to eat the snow vegetable noodles he made. When Jian Jian was praised by the teacher, he also wanted to tell Lu Qingyun immediately.

When he sees a flower and a grass on the road, or sees a water cup at home, he will unconsciously think of that person. Even to this day, when he solves his physical needs, Lu Qingyun is still on his mind.

Sometimes working too late and returning home exhausted, he found that the house was cold and had no personality at all, so he remembered that Lu Qingyun would definitely wait for him in the past, and he would sit on the porch steps like a kitten, She was so sleepy that she dozed off a little bit, and said to him with a drowsy smile, "You're home, I made supper..."

Meng Yunjian's heart was aching and flustered. At that time, why didn't he hug Lu Qingyun, and then told him, don't wait for him in the future, go to bed early, he has eaten outside.

After he finished his supper, washed up, finished tossing Lu Qingyun, and fell asleep on the bed, Lu Qingyun would still get up to clean up the dishes, clean the bathroom, and prepare him for the next day's clothes. When he woke up the next day, Lu Qingyun must have been preparing breakfast...

Later, he took Bai Canyang and Jianjian to live with him, but Bai Canyang always told him that Jianjian ignored him, that Jianjian had a bad attitude towards him, and every time Jianjian saw him, he no longer clings to him as before. I would rather shut myself in my room and read a book.

The little guy who was usually chattering at the dinner table also took a few mouthfuls of food and ran away.

Bai Canyang always complained to him, saying that he would call Lu Qingyun's name when he was drunk. He didn't know about it at all, but if he complained too many times, he would feel irritable. Lu Qingyun was Lu Qingyun, and he and Bai Canyang were not like that. relationship.

Meng Yunjian didn't dare to recall any more, there was an indescribable fear in his heart, like a knife hanging above his head, he didn't dare to take a step forward, that's why he hanged himself last night as if to escape Cut off Lu Mingxu's phone call.

Mr. Meng glanced at his silent grandson, and said, "If you really regret it, I will ask someone to ask tomorrow. Your grandpa Wang's grandson is from the Public Security Bureau. It will be easier for them to find someone."

Meng Yunjian curled up his fingers subconsciously, and the sharp rose strokes scratched across his skin, causing burning pain, and he said in a panic: "No... Grandpa, don't look for him, so many things happened before, he is not in a good mood Well, he must be somewhere to relax, he can come back if he wants to, I'm not in a hurry."

Mr. Meng glanced at Meng Yunjian strangely: "Is there something you are hiding from me?"

Meng Yun remonstrated: "No, I went to wake Jian Jian up, what time is it, and that kid is still sleeping in."

Meng Yunjian almost fled in despair.

He walked back to the second floor in one breath, before holding on to the handrail of the stairs, gasping for breath.

His eyes were already red, and he muttered to himself: "He must be on vacation somewhere, he must..."

……

Meng Yunjian still had work in the afternoon, so he left after lunch.

He called Wen Jing and asked him to come pick him up, "The announcement in the afternoon will be postponed by two hours."

Wen Jing: "Brother Meng?"

Meng Yun remonstrated: "Take me to Bai Canyang."

There are some things that he wants to ask Bai Canyang to clarify.

Bai Canyang was very happy to see Meng Yunjian coming, "Brother Yunjian, don't you have work this afternoon? Why are you here?"

Meng Yunjian: "Did you touch my mobile phone?"

Bai Canyang was stunned, and then smiled softly: "What are you talking about, I don't understand..."

Meng Yunjian's expression was calm, and he pulled out Lu Mingxu from the mobile phone blacklist to show him: "Apart from my two assistants, only you have touched my mobile phone. They dare not mess with my mobile phone. You did this." Yes."

Bai Canyang couldn't deny it, but just explained aggrievedly: "You said this, I blocked this because he called you and said something about Lu Qingyun, I thought Brother Yunjian, you have divorced Lu Qingyun for so long, I was afraid that they would disturb you again, so I blocked him without telling you."

Meng Yunjian: "Have I told you that there is no need for others to intervene in the matter between me and Lu Qingyun?"

Bai Canyang silently clenched his lower lip.

Meng Yunjian: "He is Jian Jian's father, and I will never break contact with him."

Bai Canyang silently lowered his head.

After a while, he raised his head again, with a cold expression on his face: "Then what am I?"

Meng Yun remonstrated: "What?"

Bai Canyang: "If you can't let go of Lu Qingyun, what did you do when you went to the hospital to ask me about my health? For you, what you can't get is always the most precious, and what you get can be thrown aside immediately. Lu Qingyun was back then, but now Me too, which one have you cherished?"

Meng Yunjian probably never thought that Bai Canyang, who was always weak in writing, would say such a thing. After a pause for a few seconds, he said coldly: "I told you the first day you woke up, I don't May be with you, my love for you from the beginning to the end is the feeling of admiration and elder brother's affection for younger brother."

Bai Canyang: "Is it my fault? Do you think I want to become a vegetable and lie in bed for five years? It's Lu Qingyun who is wrong, he is shameless, he snatched you while I was unconscious."

Meng Yunjian didn't want to talk nonsense with him anymore, "There is no need to contact him anymore, just take care of yourself."

Bai Canyang's eyes turned red immediately, and he laughed "haha" twice: "Brother Yunjian, you don't think you can get Lu Qingyun back if you turn around at this time, right?"

Meng Yunjian: "That's none of your business."

Bai Canyang: "You will never find him. Lu Qingyun died during the Mid-Autumn Festival last year."

Meng Yunjian didn't look back, he just clenched his fists and said in a deep voice, "He just went to relax, and he will come back. Besides, I don't like him, and I didn't want to get him back."

Bai Canyang laughed again: "You don't like him, isn't it because he plotted against you back then and threatened you with video to get married? Brother Yun Jian, do you want to know why he did that back then?"

Meng Yunjian suddenly turned his head, his eyes fixed on Bai Canyang.

#Punch card to remind more points#