I became popular after reuniting with my wealthy ex-boyfriend

Outside the box was an empty corridor, no one was coming and going at this time, and it was extremely silent.

Only the decorative candle wall lamps on both sides of the wall made a slight crackling sound.

Sheng Yun's footsteps stopped.

Gu Ling walked up slowly, came to him and stood still: "Yo, it hits the mark."

Sheng Yun raised his head slightly: "I don't understand what you are talking about."

Gu Ling raised his head and looked at his younger brother, who was half a head taller than him. He didn't have an advantage in terms of momentum or stature, so he subconsciously took a step back: "Tsk, don't be so fierce, you also treat your family like this? "

"..." Sheng Yun looked away, "I have nothing to do with him."

Gu Ling thought for a while and said:

"I remember... when I was eleven or twelve years old, one of Dong Sheng's clients gave me a European-made go-kart. It was supposed to be for you, but Sheng Dong saw that you were not very interested, so he gave it to me. .”

"At that time, your expression was the same as before."

"I call it food protection."

Sheng Yun chuckled disapprovingly: "You think too much, I'm really not interested."

"Really?" Gu Ling raised his eyebrows, "But you were not very happy for a few days later, I proposed to forward it to you, but you refused and said you didn't like it, but I don't think that's what you really think. "

Sheng Yun quickly retorted: "Look, have I ever touched a racing car in the past ten years?"

Gu Ling looked at him: "No."

"So," Sheng Yun shrugged his shoulders and said with a light smile, "I really don't like it."

He didn't want to continue this topic, turned and left.

"Sometimes you don't even know what you really want. Others can see it, but you are kept in the dark."

Gu Ling said behind him, "If you continue like this, you will regret it later."

Sheng Yun's footsteps paused, and then as if he didn't hear anything, his figure disappeared around the corner.

The next day, the set.

There was no role for Song Yan that day, but he still came to the scene, and did not return to the hotel at night. Instead, he ate a boxed lunch in the group, and was caught by several supporting actors who could be called old actors, and chatted for a long time .

"Sorry...I have a call."

Song Yan stood up, walked away from the crowd, and picked up the phone.

What was said there, Song Yan hesitated for a while, and said: "Which coffee shop, send me the address."

In a cafe near the studio.

"Have you finished?" Song Yan's expression was colder than the untouched cup of coffee in front of him, "I'm leaving after I've finished."

"You..." Lu Zhinan rubbed his hands awkwardly, "Then what are you going to do?"

Song Yan looked out the floor-to-ceiling windows of the coffee shop, and the night outside was already very dark.

"What do you want me to do."

Lu Zhinan pursed his lips: "Of course I hope...I hope you can help, after all, it belongs to you...your family."

Song Yan suddenly turned his head to look at her: "It's your family, not mine."

Lu Zhinan raised his eyes sharply, his lips trembling slightly: "Son, you can't say that, the Song family has helped you and your brother a lot, right? You know how mother treats your brothers..."

Song Yan stood up suddenly, half forbearance and half depressed: "On the phone just now, you said you came to visit the class."

Lu Zhinan flinched.

Song Yan lowered his eyes and looked at his mother who was three points similar to him in front of him. The wrinkles in the corners of her eyes and the dark blue under her eyes could not be hidden, and she looked extremely tired.

Compared with the mother in the few childhood memories I have, I seem to be a different person.

What he wanted to say was sharp at first, but he softened in the end, but at the same time he was full of hopelessness:

"For so long, you have never visited my class. You don't even know when I didn't receive an announcement, and you never asked me."

"You are afraid of the crew, you are ashamed of it, even if your career is here."

"You just said that you came to visit the class, and I will come out to see you."

"I knew that you were still raising money for that man and helping the Song family, but I still came here deceiving myself and saying that you might really just want to see me."

After saying several words in succession, Song Yan stopped suddenly.

He suddenly felt very tired, so tired that he didn't want to say anything. This kind of tiredness lasted for too long, from his childhood with vague memories to these long ten years.

Disappointment is the most exhausting thing.

Lu Zhinan clenched her lower lip, her eyes were full of bloodshot eyes accumulated due to difficulty sleeping, and tears brought about by unknown emotions.

Song Yan moved his eyes away, put on his coat, and said softly, "For the last time, I really don't know Mr. Sheng well. Tell the Song family to stop making such wishful thinking."

After leaving this sentence, he didn't stay any longer, and left the coffee shop quickly.

With rain falling in the night sky, the temperature dropped even lower.

He came out in a hurry, and he didn't have time to bring an umbrella, and he was wearing clothes without a hat, so he just came here in the drenching. When he came, the rain was light, but now it's raining heavily.

Although it was not to the extent of heavy rain, the raindrops fell on his neck and cheeks, which made him feel extremely painful.

Like the tip of a knife drop by drop, it obviously fell gently, but it carved a deep wound.

It's like every word Lu Zhinan has said to him and everything he has done over the years.

Song Yan walked slowly on the road, gradually becoming numb to the cold and tingling sensation.

Suddenly, a piercing whistle sounded.

He turned his head and saw a fire truck speeding past him.

Not long after, I followed several fire trucks and ambulances, tearing through the silence of the rainy night with their sharp sirens all the way.

His footsteps paused, and suddenly he felt something was wrong.

When he was in the coffee shop just now, he seemed to have heard a shock, but he was not focused on it and didn't pay attention.

Now that I think about it... something seems wrong.

He stopped on the side of the road and took out his cell phone.

There are more than 20 missed calls displayed above.

Song Yan was taken aback, opened the missed call list, and found that there were many calls from many people, of which Lu Jin called three and An Yuan called five.

... Sheng Yun hit ten.

There is also a large row of unread messages on WeChat, and An Yuan is still scrolling through messages:

"what about people"

"Respond to the message!"

"Don't scare me please"

"..."

Song Yan was dumbfounded.

Today, An Yuan was not feeling well and didn't follow the crew, so she should have been in the hotel all the time, but she knew that she had come to the set early in the morning, so she didn't know how to make a series of calls.

He scrolled down and saw Sheng Yun's chat box, there was only a simple one:

"Where are you"

Song Yan typed a "?" quickly, but before he could send it out, An Yuan's call came again.

As soon as she picked it up, Anyuan's crying voice broke out suddenly:

"Damn it ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah Ancestor you answered the phone you want to scare me to death ah I almost died

Song Yan: "..."

He resisted the risk of the eardrum being punctured, and comforted him: "Calm down...don't cry, what's the matter?"

An Yuan cried so much that it took her a long time to explain the problem clearly.

An explosion occurred on the set and caused a small-scale fire. The cause is unknown at present. It is speculated that it was caused by improper operation of the blasting device that was just assembled today, but fortunately, all the people present were evacuated.

Only without him.

Now Song Yan understood why his phone was blown up.

He didn't tell anyone about coming out to see his mother, and he put his phone on silent again in the coffee shop, so he didn't hear it at all.

It is estimated that he was not seen during the counting of personnel, and no one present knew his whereabouts, which of course caused this misunderstanding.

Song Yan quickly hung up the phone and digested the sudden news on the spot.

A few seconds later, he hurriedly ran to the set, and he didn't even bother to send a message. Fortunately, the set was not far away, and he could arrive within a few minutes.

A cordon was set up a few hundred meters away from the studio, and the open flames had been basically extinguished, leaving only thick black smoke exuding a pungent smell in the rainy night.

Rushed to the side of the cordon, crowded and chaotic.

Song Yan stood outside the crowd and saw a lot of people gathered not far away. There was a tall man in the middle who seemed to be negotiating with some firefighters.

Song Yan walked over quickly, and the crew members in the crowd recognized him immediately, and shouted loudly:

"Teacher Song!"

"Teacher Song is fine!!"

"Ah, that's great!"

Song Yan was surrounded by people in a daze, and suddenly his arm tightened, and he was pulled out with great force, the pain almost seemed to break his arm.

Pulled far away from the crowd, Song Yan was trying to break free when he heard a hoarse voice above his head asking, "Why didn't you answer the phone?"

Song Yan raised his head and saw Sheng Yun's almost pale face.

His hair was completely wet from the rain, and he was only wearing a thin shirt, which was also more than half wet, and the neckline had been pulled crookedly.

"I..." Song Yan suddenly felt a little guilty, "I went out to meet someone, and the phone was muted."

Seeing Sheng Yun's gloomy complexion almost showing black air, Song Yan didn't dare to vent his anger, so he stood at attention cautiously and was beaten: "I'm sorry, next time I leave the group, I will definitely..."

Before he finished speaking, his eyes darkened, the back of his head was covered by warm palms, and he pressed firmly into the chest in front of him that smelled of mint and cold rain.

They were standing away from the crowd at this time, and it was dark all around, not even street lights.

The noise at the scene seemed to have weakened all of a sudden, as if a huge hood had dropped, gathering them into a place where others couldn't see and couldn't get in.

Song Yan heard the man's heavy breathing from above his head, and his fast and restless heartbeat beat his eardrum.

After a long time, Song Yan felt the strength in the back of his head loosen, and took two steps back carefully.

Song Yan raised his head and looked at Sheng Yun tentatively.

His expression became much more natural, and he raised his hand to straighten his slightly open neckline, refusing to meet his gaze.

After knowing it, Song Yan smelled a hint of embarrassment.

Mixed with the atmosphere of silence.

At the same time, he also felt a little hot in the base of his ears.

No way.

Don't you blush after being hugged?

Impossible, impossible, how could he be so useless.

Song Yan hid his sight, and awkwardly found a topic to break the silence:

"You seemed to be shaking just now, are you okay?"

Sheng Yun's movements froze, his Adam's apple rolled quickly, then he turned his head slightly, and said bluntly:

"It's raining, it's freezing."

Song Yan: "...Oh."

Sheng Yun's gaze squinted, and it fell on Song Yan's reddish cheeks, and he calmly turned around:

"Your face is red, are you okay?

The cat's tail is blown up:

"...run too fast just now, it's hot."

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Once the Gu's Group went bankrupt, the family wanted to send Gu Ling to an agreement marriage with the wealthy boss. The boss was young, promising, rich and powerful, but he had to be ruthless in his emotional methods, asking him to play a good role and disappear with money.

In his previous life, Gu Ling refused to accept his fate, struggled hard but ended up miserable, reborn back to the day before the marriage——

Gu Ling lay flat: "Hurry up, and the Civil Affairs Bureau will be off work for a while."

After the marriage, Gu Ling played the role of a business husband, intertwined with him intimately at the bar, and added a bunch of big friends until he got in the car and went home:

Qi Che took out the hand sanitizer: "I'm allergic to people."

Gu Ling was busy with his career and didn't raise his head: "It's okay, I don't need to be a human being."

Qi Che: "?"

#What's the matter with feeling like a tool man? #

As the son of a wealthy family with many stars, Qi Che disdains such things as marriage, and is also very prejudiced against the marriage partner.

When I first got married: "No matter how much he seduces me, it's useless."

Later: "He doesn't look like he's afraid to approach me, which is fine."

And later: "...does he not dare or doesn't want to???"

Gu Ling relied on the resources of marriage to build a prosperous career, and he was away from home for several months, but he felt that Qi Che was looking at him more and more wrongly.

When I returned home only once after a three-month business trip——

Qi Che's eyes were resentful: "You think this is a hotel?"

Gu Ling honestly commented: "The hotel is not that big."

Qi Che: "..."

When pushing cups and changing cups with partners until late at night——

Qi Che overturned the vinegar jar: "Do you think it's appropriate to drink with them so late?"

Gu Ling thought about it seriously: "Then change to drinks in the future?"

Qi Che: "?"

Later, it was rumored in the rich circles that Gu Ling and Qi Che were just a loveless marriage, and the love on the surface was all pretended by Gu Ling's hard work, and how miserable it was behind the scenes.

Until one day, Gu Ling was drunk by someone maliciously at a drinking party. People saw Qi Che break into the door with a cold expression, and hugged him in their arms, letting him rub against his neck and go crazy with alcohol.

#Qi is not allergic to people? ? ? #

#What about a good loveless marriage? ? ? #

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Xie Chi in the eyes of his classmates: Sleeping in class and playing king after class, skipping class before exams and doing homework to get first in grade.

The real Xie Chi: Sleeping in class and playing the king after class, skipping class before the exam to play the professional game to reach the top championship, and writing casually the next day is the first in the grade.

As a result, a transfer student came in the new semester. He had better grades than him, fought harder than him, and insisted on being his deskmate. His only weakness was that he was better at fighting the king, so he pestered him to teach every day.

Xi Yao: "Take me."

Xie Chi's face is frosty: dogs don't bother you.

Late is the youngest MVP player of the YU team, and he is about to lead the team to win three consecutive championships, but no one knows his true identity in reality.

As a result, in the new season, a dark horse whose identity was not disclosed was born, and it was crazy and turbulent, and it crushed Late's dream of three consecutive championships.

When Xie Chi gritted his teeth and took sick leave from school, and put on the "Late" vest, determined to avenge his shame in the new season, he saw a familiar figure behind the game.

Xi Yao: "What is Late? I beat him like that last season, and I will teach him to be a man tonight. Remember to fight quickly. I have to go back and help Xie Chi with his homework. He is sick and asked for leave..."

After five games, Xie Chi was single-killed 21 times by this "King of Chicken" at the same table.

Back at school, as usual in the fifth row, Xi Yao played as usual and gave away ten kills at the beginning.

Xi Yao: "Wow, I'm a good cook."

Xie Chi: "...you are a real dog."

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