I became popular after reuniting with my wealthy ex-boyfriend

Sheng Yun's words were obviously not asking for consent, but the next notice, and he turned around and left after finishing speaking.

In the small box, Chi Chao looked embarrassed and puzzled, and turned to look at Song Yan.

Song Yan was in a state of being both surprised and funny, and at the same time told himself that he couldn't laugh out loud, his expression was a little complicated.

"This is... what's going on?" Chi Chao hesitated, "He..."

Song Yan pursed his lips, restrained his expression, and walked out of the box: "Listen to Mr. Sheng."

"correct."

Song Yan walked to the door, stopped suddenly, turned around and looked at Chi Chao with cold eyes: "I don't want to hear what you just said in the future."

Chi Chao also wanted to explain for himself: "I didn't mean to belittle you...I just spoke from the bottom of my heart. Besides, you also care about this, don't you?"

Song Yan looked at him indifferently, and twitched the corners of his mouth as if he thought it was a little funny: "Even if it is, what position and qualification do you have to force me to ask if I care?"

I really want to say who has the position and qualifications...

That was only Sheng Yun.

Song Yan lowered his eyes, but he also hoped that Sheng Yun would never notice, and never ask.

Chi Chao clenched his fists unnaturally, intending to give way first, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I was the one to be abrupt."

Song Yan didn't say anything, just turned and left.

The operation manager is urgently contacting to open the reserved box, and at the same time instructs the back kitchen to prepare, and directly rises to the lower level of the management to inspect the operation situation to deal with it.

The large box on the third floor was opened, and Sheng Yun had already walked in and sat down.

Song Yan took a seat next to him, and asked softly, "Why are you here?"

Sheng Yun glanced at him: "Didn't you just say that?"

Song Yan: "..."

Only ghosts will believe it.

We haven't seen each other for half a month, but when we met suddenly, and we were still so close, Song Yan felt a little strange and unnatural at first, and then felt a strange peace of mind.

Although I don't know why Sheng Yun suddenly appeared here.

It was as if this man would appear in unexpected places anytime, anywhere, and nothing bad would happen when he was around.

Chi Chao sat opposite them, the box door was slowly closed, and silence spread, the situation was rather strange and embarrassing.

The process of ordering and waiting for meals is complicated and slow. When the dishes are delivered, every waiter is quiet and quiet. The dishes served are exquisite and ingenious, reflecting the artistry and appreciation of this cuisine.

Of course... the portion is correspondingly small.

After waiting for a long time, the portion was small, Song Yan was so hungry at the end of the meal, but he didn't have much appetite and appetite.

The last dish is the signature of this restaurant. When it was delivered, Chi Chao showed a very appreciative look and introduced it in detail.

Song Yan listened perfunctorily, just wanting to quickly eat this fingernail-sized food and forget it.

Before sending it to the entrance, Chi Chao suddenly stopped him.

He looked a little embarrassed, but he still insisted: "This dish needs to be used with this matching wooden spoon, and then dipped in this sauce to show its wonderful flavor."

Song Yan: "..."

He couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. Although he complained from the bottom of his heart why it was so troublesome, out of respect for the artistry, he still reluctantly planned to follow Chi Chao's statement again.

Just as he picked up the wooden spoon, Sheng Yun who was next to him suddenly put the dish into his mouth, completely ignoring the steps Chi Chao said.

Song Yan was stunned, and turned to look at him, Chi Chao's expression also became very embarrassing.

Sheng Yun smiled lightly: "What's wrong?"

He looked at Chi Chao, and said lightly: "Song Yan has a lot of announcements today, and he has been busy all day. Normal people should know that he is hungry."

There was secret provocation in Sheng Yun's eyes: "For a very hungry person, it's a bit too..."

He gave a soft laugh, which was very harsh in Chi Chao's ears: "Is it pretentious?"

Song Yan opened his eyes wide, looked at Sheng Yun in shock, and then at Chi Chao, whose expression was completely rigid.

He even wanted to applaud Sheng Yun, thanking him for saying what he was embarrassed to say.

Chi Chao finally felt the targeting and ridicule of Sheng Yun's words, and he refused to show weakness, and said with a light smile: "I think, for a dish, sometimes savoring its original taste carefully is far more important than filling your stomach A Yan is not such a vulgar person."

Sheng Yun immediately refuted it back: "You are not him, and you don't understand him."

Chi Chao said with a smile: "I watched him grow up, so of course I understand. Could it be that Mr. Cheng Sheng understands others better than me?"

Song Yan: "..."

He smelled more and more gunpowder, and he also clearly felt that Sheng Yun's mood around him was getting more and more unstable, and the air suddenly became oppressive.

"That..." Song Yan quickly put down the wooden spoon, and did not touch the last dish, trying to smooth things over to prevent the situation from escalating. "I'm full, so I won't eat. I have something to do tonight, let's go back."

Sheng Yun's eyes were cold, and he responded slowly: "Yes."

He got up by himself, and left the box with the low air pressure around him.

Chi Chao didn't really want to have a bad time with Sheng Yun, he didn't have such capital at all, so he had to take advantage of the situation and go down the stairs.

Song Yan stood up and heard Chi Chao say: "I'm sorry for making you unhappy tonight, please take my car back to the hotel?"

"...No need." Song Yan shook his head, "I can go back by myself."

Leaving the restaurant, there was a silver-gray sports car parked outside the door. Sheng Yun was standing by the car, saw Song Yan approaching from a distance, and ordered:

"boarding."

Song Yan: "...Oh."

Standing behind Song Yan, Chi Chao frowned: "You...?"

Song Yan turned around and found a high-sounding reason: "... I dare not disobey Mr. Sheng's order."

Chi Chao forced a smile: "Understood, then you can go."

Song Yan nodded, quickened his pace and got into the car.

Sheng Yun was already waiting in the car. As soon as Song Yan fastened his seat belt, the car rushed out.

Song Yan gasped, leaned back on the chair suddenly, and said in shock, "Madam is too fast!"

Fortunately, this road is very remote, without any people or cars, otherwise his fear would have to be raised to another level.

After driving for a while, the speed of the car slowly slowed down. Song Yan carefully glanced at Sheng Yun's face, and asked tentatively, "Are you angry?"

Sheng Yun said concisely: "No."

Song Yan: "..."

Only a fool will believe it.

Judging by his ice sculpture-like side face and his tone, normal people can tell that he is angry.

Song Yan plucked up his courage, and whispered: "I did know him when I was young, but we haven't contacted him for many years."

Sheng Yun didn't say anything, Song Yan first felt that he had no reason to explain these things, after all, in common sense, he didn't need to explain these things to his ex.

His rationality was clamoring for him to shut up, but he couldn't control his emotions.

Having already started, I couldn't help but want to finish, so I continued: "It's not as good as he said. It's just... When I was a child, I treated him like an elder brother. It's all about my childhood."

After finishing speaking, he saw that Sheng Yun didn't respond, so he fell silent.

After speaking, he heaved a long sigh of relief, feeling as if he had completed an important task, and felt very relaxed.

Anyway, everything that can be explained has been explained, whether Sheng Yun believes it or not is his business.

But no matter what, Song Yan was suddenly afraid that there would be some new misunderstandings and grievances between himself and him, and he always felt that if he didn't explain it clearly, it seemed that he would have no chance in the future.

Even if they are just such a familiar and unfamiliar relationship.

After being silent for a long time, Song Yan stared at the street lights whizzing by outside the car window, slowly staring in a daze.

"He was recommended by Lu Jin." Sheng Yun suddenly broke the silence, "The business ability is indeed good, but I have some doubts about his character. So if you don't like it, you can replace it."

He whispered: "You are the leading actor, you are the most important."

Song Yan felt something pounding on his heart, and his heart beat faster again.

"No...no need, the progress can't be delayed any longer." Song Yan pursed his lips and said, this was also from his heart, "I hope the filming can progress smoothly."

He has long been unfamiliar with what kind of person Chi Chao has become, so he has no way of evaluating his character, but judging from his works, he is undoubtedly a capable person.

The plot line of the male number two is relatively independent, and there are not many scenes with him. If he can get rid of everything outside the scene and just shoot the tricks well, he can ignore the past.

Sheng Yun was silent for a while, then suddenly said: "He is also a neutral person."

Song Yan put a question mark above his head, and then understood what Sheng Yun meant.

To put it bluntly, it is both good and evil.

And in the play, the relationship with my own character was very bad in the later stage.

understood.

Song Yan touched his nose, and responded in a low voice: "...Yes."

This is what is acceptable.

Song Yan turned to the beginning, and couldn't help smiling. Suddenly, he saw a childish side in this high-ranking and powerful President Sheng, which made him a little uncomfortable.

The two didn't talk anymore, the car was driving under the night sky, and it didn't take long for Song Yan to feel that something was wrong.

"Where is this going?" He asked puzzledly, "It's not in the direction of the hotel."

Sheng Yun: "Can I still sell you?"

Song Yan: "...That's not true."

Song Yan vaguely felt that Sheng Yun's mood gradually improved a lot, and he even felt free to joke with him.

"There is a very famous night market over there." Sheng Yun said, "Aren't you full?"

Song Yan: "..."

indeed.

It hit his heart.

But after all, it's not too early, and it would be troublesome to take a detour, Song Yan said politely: "I'm not very hungry, I can go back and have something to eat."

"That's it." Sheng Yun said lightly, "I thought you would want to eat pot-packed meat from the night market."

Song Yan: "..."

Sheng Yun: "Forget it, I will turn around."

Song Yan stopped pretending immediately: "...well, just go for a while."

Sheng Yun hooked the corners of his lips: "Oh."

The car did not drive into the entrance of the night market street, but found a nearby parking lot. Sheng Yun parked the car and found two masks:

"Put it on."

Song Yan took it, and at the same time found a huge black-rimmed glasses without lenses from the bag.

Sheng Yun: "... As for this?"

Song Yan nodded: "As for."

"Where did you get it?" He frowned slightly because he was so ugly that Mr. Sheng, who had a certain aesthetic height, wanted him to stop wearing it. Get out of your way."

Song Yan: "...I think I'm quite popular."

He insisted on putting on his glasses and mask, and got out of the car quickly, in case Sheng Yun insisted on forcing him to take them off.

After getting out of the car, Sheng Yun really didn't hold on to the glasses, but obviously still felt hot eyes, couldn't help frowning and looking at him, trying to force him to take them off with condemnation.

Song Yan adjusted his glasses without squinting, and insisted on not taking them off.

I saw this pair of glasses in the dressing room in the morning, and one of the makeup artists said that someone bought it, and I don't need it now, so I just need to take it away, so Song Yan took it away.

At that time, they joked that even hardcore fans would not recognize this if they wore it.

The frame is very large and the frame is very thick. It almost covered half of his face when he put it on his eyes. His eyebrows and eyes are basically invisible. It really has a strong cross-dressing effect.

Of course, it was also really ugly at the same time, that's why Sheng Yun cared so much.

The night market was crowded with people, but it was very lively.

There are many people in the film and television city who come to have something to eat when they are off work, and there are also many tourists. The overall flow of the night market is relatively large.

Because of this, Song Yan knew that what Sheng Yun said was right. He was not so popular yet, and it was unlikely that anyone would recognize him when he wore a mask, especially in this kind of situation where almost everyone was just passing by. People pay more attention to the places around them.

But...it's better to take more precautions.

The night market is a short street, decorated to look like an ancient town, and sometimes it becomes the set of costume dramas during the day.

The alluring fragrance heated up the air, and Song Yan's appetite that had been suppressed by a meal of "art" was severely hooked out.

He looked everywhere for a pot-packed meat stall, and sure enough he found one in the middle of the night market.

He seldom eats this kind of fried food, and he doesn’t like sweets, but the sweet and sour pot-packed meat is an exception. In the past, he would treat the pot-packed meat as a reward for himself. Will come to eat a small portion.

There was no one in front of the Guobaorou stall, Song Yan walked over and said to the boss, "One serving of Guobaorou."

The chubby boss shouted: "Okay."

Song Yan took out his mobile phone, opened Alipay and prepared to scan the code.

Just after aiming at the QR code, a hand suddenly stretched out from the left edge of the screen, just blocking the QR code.

Song Yan was taken aback, this hand was slender and beautiful, and he scanned the QR code with his mobile phone to pay in one go.

He turned around suddenly, his forehead just touched Sheng Yun's jaw.

After Sheng Yun made the payment, Shi Shiran took the phone back: "Better than your hands, you lost."

Sheng Yun lowered his head, his gaze met Song Yan's raised gaze.

The distance was too close, Song Yan almost felt that he could see himself reflected in Sheng Yun's pupils...

...with black-rimmed glasses.

He quickly turned his head and adjusted his glasses, well, it's no wonder Sheng Yun didn't like wearing them so much just now.

It's also ugly up close.

Enough to turn a romantic idol drama into a sitcom.

Who bought it? He has to examine the aesthetic vision of the owner of the glasses carefully when he goes back, and then ask if it came from the last comedy crew.

The pot-wrapped meat was fried, and Song Yan stood by the stall, watching carefully.

The sliced ​​meat came out of the frying pan, making a pleasant sizzling sound, and Song Yan watched it with gusto.

"Tsk." Sheng Yun made a dissatisfied voice behind him, stretched out his hand and pulled him back, "Why are you so close?"

Only then did Song Yan realize that the oil had splashed onto his sleeve.

He quickly took a few steps back.

The pot-packed meat was packed in a small box, and the boss put two sticks in it.

Holding the hot pot of meat, Song Yan didn't eat it immediately, but handed it to Sheng Yun: "Here."

Sheng Yun glanced at his hands and shook his head.

Song Yan: "...Oh."

He withdrew his hand, looked down at the crystal clear pot of meat in his hand, and suddenly realized something.

With Sheng Yun's identity...he wouldn't be someone who would like to eat from a roadside stall.

When we were together, Sheng Yun lied to him that he was an ordinary person, and he believed it.I would take him to eat whatever I liked, and share food with him at the roadside stalls calmly.

At that time, Sheng Yun didn't show any resistance, but he really didn't eat much, and the explanation he gave was that he didn't like to eat unhealthy food outside, and he wasn't allowed to eat more.

As time passed, Song Yan already knew who Sheng Yun was, and when he realized this, he immediately felt uncomfortable.

"...Let's go back after buying it." Song Yan said, he didn't want to force Sheng Yun to stay here for too long, "Let's go?"

Sheng Yun paused and said, "Don't want to go shopping for a while?"

Song Yan shook his head.

Sheng Yun was silent for a while: "You used to like to go shopping."

Song Yan's heart skipped a beat, and when he mentioned the past, he was a little uncontrollably flustered.

"Yes...but you..." Song Yan didn't know what to say, and finally said, "You probably don't like it. I used to make things difficult for you."

Sheng Yun frowned: "What?"

Song Yan looked at him and saw the doubt in Sheng Yun's eyes.

Sheng Yun understood what he meant at this time, and laughed: "You think I'm against going to the night market? Noble feet can't set foot in secular places?"

Song Yan: "..."

This metaphor is quite apt.

Seeing that he was silent, Sheng Yun knew he was right, and was a little funny for a while: "I really don't know what's going on in your mind."

Song Yan was a little unconvinced when he heard him laughing at herself.

It's just a judgment based on common sense.

He was still about to say something, when he suddenly noticed a flash of light in his peripheral vision.

His pupils constricted suddenly, and he searched around in the direction of the flashlight, as if he saw a flashing figure in a corner.

"Someone." His breathing became rapid, and he grabbed Sheng Yun's wrist, "Hurry up."

Before Sheng Yun could react, he was dragged by Song Yan, quickened his pace and almost ran.

"What are you running for?" Sheng Yun wanted to break free from his hand, but Song Yan used so much strength that it hurt him, "Wait!"

Song Yan didn't listen to him, and took a quick look around, plunged into the most crowded wave of people, twisted and turned for a long time, and then saw a very dark and narrow alley in front of him, hurriedly squeezed in.

Sheng Yun was dragged all the way by him, and finally stopped in the alley.

The alley is so narrow that almost only two people can stand next to each other.

Song Yan gasped for breath, ran too fast, his heart was pounding, and his back began to sweat.

In the ears, Sheng Yun tried to control the panting sound, and the voice intermittently asked: "What's wrong?"

Song Yan also explained intermittently: "There...someone secretly took pictures."

"..." Sheng Yun couldn't understand, "It's just like this? Can you see who is taking pictures?"

Song Yan shook his head: "I didn't see it clearly, I seem to have seen a flash."

Sheng Yun couldn't laugh or cry for a while: "Then can't it be tourists taking pictures?"

Song Yan: "..."

My thoughts are stuck.

That being said, it seems... really possible.

He really didn't see anything clearly, maybe he was too nervous and didn't have time to think, so he grabbed people and ran away.

He froze suddenly, feeling a little embarrassed, and made amends for himself: "Oh... don't be afraid of ten thousand, just in case."

Both of them were silent, and after a while, Sheng Yun spoke again in a low voice: "Afraid that people will know that you are alone with me?"

Song Yan was startled, and the narrow air seemed to freeze.

"No... not."

He denied it, but it seemed unconvincing to him.

"Just one thing... that is, after all, our current identities..." Song Yan thought of a more reasonable reason, "It's not good for us if we are hyped up."

Sheng Yun didn't speak for a long time.

Song Yan became more and more anxious. Just when he was about to say something more, Sheng Yun's voice sounded in his ear again: "You are lying."

"boom"

Song Yan suddenly heard the heavy heartbeat in his ear.

One click, clearly distinguishable.

"What are you afraid of?" Sheng Yun's voice was a little hoarse, "What on earth do you have that you dare not let me know?"

Song Yan raised his head suddenly, he couldn't see Sheng Yun's face clearly in the dark, but he could feel the sense of aggression close at hand.

Both of them were not breathing evenly, and there was some inexplicable ambiguity in this small and dark space.

"You heard it." Song Yan's voice trembled slightly, "Right?"

In the box, Sheng Yun heard his conversation with Chi Chao.

Sheng Yun didn't answer directly, but asked directly: "Answer me."

Song Yan suddenly felt as if a heavy stone weighed heavily on his heart, and his throat was tightly clenched.

After a long time, Sheng Yun seemed to be discouraged, and said in a low voice: "If you don't want to say it, forget it."

He turned around, trying to leave the alley.

Song Yan moved subconsciously, reached out and grabbed Sheng Yun's arm, using a lot of strength: "Don't..."

Before he could say anything, he heard Sheng Yun take a deep breath, as if he was in pain.

He was taken aback, and quickly let go of his hand: "What's wrong?"

Sheng Yun's figure stopped: "...it's nothing."

Of course Song Yan didn't believe it. He pulled Sheng Yun's arm and turned on the flashlight that came with his phone.

Sheng Yun wanted to take back his hand, but Song Yan was so stubborn that he couldn't take it back at all.

Song Yan rolled up his sleeves, and saw a bruise a few centimeters up his wrist.

Song Yan frowned suddenly, and said in surprise: "How did you do it?"

Judging from the scope of the bruise, it doesn't look like it was bumped on the road, even if it was, it is impossible to show it so quickly.

"It's okay." Sheng Yun said unnaturally, and then changed the subject, "It's nothing, the main reason is that I ran too fast just now, and I don't know where I touched my fingers and scratched."

Sure enough, this time Song Yan's attention was shifted to his fingers, Song Yan looked at the bleeding wound, frowned tightly, and his tone was soft: "Sorry, I was too anxious just now ..."

"Just put a band-aid on it." Sheng Yun didn't care much, "Skin wounds..."

There was a slight cool breath coming from the fingers, Sheng Yun suddenly stopped talking, looked down at Song Yan with his head down, and held his hand tightly and blew lightly.

Sheng Yun's fingertips curled up unnaturally, and he withdrew his hand persistently: "Okay, it's really all right, it doesn't hurt."

Song Yan still lowered his head halfway, not knowing what he was thinking.

Sheng Yun looked down at him: "What's wrong?"

Song Yan's voice was muffled: "Can you give me some time?"

Sheng Yun was startled: "...what?"

Song Yan spoke intermittently and incoherently: "If you want to know, give me some time."

After finishing speaking, he raised his head and looked at Sheng Yun with a hint of pleading.

Sheng Yun looked down at him, feeling that in the darkness, he could see the starlight in this kitten's eyes, as well as some grievances that he couldn't express.

The alley was filled with dust, the intertwined subtle breathing of the two of them, and the chaotic heartbeat.

The man stretched out his hand and gently rubbed the top of the cat's head:

"it is good."

After Song Yan got this answer, he immediately felt relieved and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Let's find a pharmacy to buy Band-Aids. There's one not far away. I saw it." Song Yan was still thinking about the injury on his hand, after all, it was caused by himself, "Does it really not hurt?"

Sheng Yun narrowed his eyes slightly, and hooked the corners of his lips: "It hurts."

Song Yan immediately became nervous when he heard that he was in pain. In his memory, he had never heard Sheng Yun, a young master who wanted to save face, cry out for pain.

Sheng Yun continued: "I have a way to cure it."

Song Yan immediately raised his head and asked, "What?"

Sheng Yun admired Song Yan's serious and worried expression, and said slowly:

"A kiss won't hurt."

The author has something to say:

The dog is still your dog...

(ps Occasionally see some small doubts in the comments, I want to say one more thing, this article is absolutely sweet and HE, but Shenggou and Yanzai must have a little problem with their personalities, otherwise they would have Will not break up.

It will definitely take time for them to reopen their hearts, get back to each other, and stop repeating the same mistakes.As said here, I hope to give Yan Zai some time.

I hope everyone can believe me, they will definitely have the most perfect ending, and thank you for your love for them. )