Ten thousand people suspect that after the marriage with the big boss

The streets in late spring are still a bit cold.The temperature in Bintan City changes greatly in winter and summer. It is raining lightly today, and the temperature at night is only three degrees.

The suitcase was dragging slowly, Mo Mo lay on Cheng Fan's shoulder, his chubby face seemed to be wondering where he was going.

Cheng Fan coughed twice, and only then remembered that he forgot to bring the special medicine prescribed by the doctor.

Xie's house is located in Heting, Lishui, on the outskirts of the city, and there are very few cars around this time.

The wheels of the suitcase rubbed against the ground and stopped slowly. Cheng Fan sat on it with Mo Mo in his arms, counting the cash in his wallet.

Xie Chongyan's black card, which he put on the bed together with the divorce agreement, did not take it away.

There is currently [-] yuan in cash in the wallet, which is enough to take a taxi.

A gust of cold wind blew by, Mo Mo shrunk his head and arched Cheng Fan, making a humming sound.Cheng Fan was wrapped in a windbreaker, looked up at the street lamp, and held it in his arms: "Hungry?"

Taking out a box of canned food from the suitcase, Cheng Fan opened it and fed it to Mo Mo: "I secretly bought two boxes of canned food for you, and I will get you new ones tomorrow when you have money."

In Cheng Fan's hand is a check from Cheng's mother, which is a dowry to be precise.The bank's business hall opens tomorrow, so he can make an appointment for exchange.

In the afterglow of the street lamps, there were sporadic drizzles, and the temperature suddenly dropped a few degrees.

Cheng Fan's eyes were unusually red, and his hands and feet were cold.

At this time, a family of three not far away was going home hand in hand.The little girl in the middle is walking briskly, staggering.She seemed to notice a person and a cat on the opposite side of the road, and looked at him curiously.

Cheng Fan also noticed her.

Looking at her almond eyes brimming with happiness, he withdrew his gaze, stroked Momo's head and said, "Eat quickly, we have to find a place to live."

Momo seemed to understand, and ate harder.

The taxi-hailing software is always on, and no one takes orders.

Cheng Fan guessed that it was too far away, so he decided to take Mo Mo to the largest shopping mall nearby and call a taxi.

Mo Mo now weighs six or seven catties, and Cheng Fan dragged the suitcase, holding it with some difficulty.

The coughing became more and more serious, and Cheng Fan planned to take time to go to the hospital to check his body to see if there were any toxins in his body.

On the empty road, the white Martha is speeding.

Cheng An held the coffee with a lazy expression.

Manager Liu Huan was beside him with a friendly voice: "Master, you are busy with your studies, I am afraid that too many announcements will make you tired, so I will only arrange a boutique reality show for you this semester."

Cheng An looked out the window: "Yes."

Liu Yan went on to say: "You are only a university student, so don't worry about filming. You can just participate in some reality shows in the name of the school grass. After all, the strength of the family is there, which is different from those poor students who have no future."

Cheng An smiled: "I went to the entertainment industry just for fun, and I don't pay much attention to those vanity things."

Liu Du smiled apologetically: "Yes, yes."

Arriving at Liu Duan's home, Cheng An changed to the driver's seat, ready to drive away.Originally, Liu Duan said to send Cheng An home, but Cheng An had a problem, so he let Liu Duan get off the car on the way.

"Thank you, young master, and be careful!" Watching the galloping Martha leave, the corner of Liu Duan's mouth curled into a sneer: "Isn't it just for money laundering to enter the entertainment industry? It's so noble."

After driving for a while, Cheng An was bored, and suddenly noticed a man pulling a suitcase on the side of the road. He looked very similar to Cheng Fan, and the cat was very familiar.

So, he approached slowly and confirmed his guess.

How did Cheng Fan pull the suitcase in such a cold day?

Two kilometers away from the shopping mall, Cheng Fan suddenly heard the continuous honking of a car behind him, stopped and turned around, and found the familiar Martha parked by the side of the road, Cheng An smiled and got down.

"Hey, isn't this Mr. Xie's darling? It's so late, why are you dragging the suitcase like a dog that was kicked out?"

Cheng Fan glanced at him coldly: "It has nothing to do with you."

Cheng An slammed the car door and walked towards him: "I'm also your brother anyway, what's wrong with my brother?" Looking at the suitcase with Ruoyou Ruowu in his eyes, he gloated and said, "You won't be kicked out by Xie Chongyan. Alright."

Cheng Fan didn't want to deal with him, so he hugged Mo Mo and was about to pull the suitcase and leave, but Cheng An blocked his way, and said in an arrogant tone, "Is this thrown away after being spoiled by someone?"

Cheng Fan looked at him quietly, his eyes were unusually calm.

Afterwards, he put the suitcase down on the ground, placed Momo on it, and rubbed his head to signal it not to move.

Cheng Fan's reaction further confirmed Cheng An's guess.

Sure enough, Cheng Fan was kicked out by Xie Chongyan.

Without Xie Chongyan's support for Cheng Fan, Cheng Anliang didn't dare to be arrogant anymore, and smiled disdainfully: "At the beginning, I had to stick to Xie Chongyan, but now I have become a broken shoe that no one wants, what should I do?"

Cheng Fan rolled up his sleeves unhurriedly, took off his watch, and put it in his pocket. His dark eyes were not warm, and he squinted at Cheng An.

Cheng An was stunned: "Why do you look at me like this? Did you poke me in the sore spot?"

Cheng Fan suddenly smiled and walked towards Cheng An step by step.

Under the street lamp, I remembered Cheng An's sharp curses one after another.

Two black figures wrestled together.

After a while, Cheng An fell to the ground with a bang, panting heavily in pain, and clutching his chest.

With disheveled hair, Cheng Fan staggered to his feet and stood up straight.

His neckline was slightly open, there were a few obvious scratches on his wrists, and bruises on his neck.

But those amber eyes were unusually quiet.

He turned around and calmly picked up Mo Mo, and pulled the suitcase, his back was straight and straight.

"Touch me again in the future, see you once, hit you once."

Ever since they were young, Cheng An and Cheng Fan had never won a fight.Cheng Fan is agile and rarely suffers.

Cheng An propped himself up on the ground with one hand, regardless of embarrassment and decency, he sat up with difficulty and shouted: "Cheng Fan, whether you admit it or not, you are just a bitch that no one loves. Who in this world loves you? Not at all!"

Cheng Fantun stepped down with a calm expression.

Before he died in his last life, he was very clear about this matter.

Moving on, he said slowly, "You're right, but that doesn't prevent you from being rotten from root to body."

Cheng An looked at the back of Cheng Fan's gradual selection, picked up the phone casually, and threw it at him viciously.

Turning the corner, only a few minutes away from the shopping mall, Cheng Fan walked even slower.

Mo Mo seemed to have noticed the injury on Cheng Fan's arm, meowing and trying to lick him.

Cheng Fan sprained his ankle and it hurt a little, but it didn't affect his walking.

When passing the traffic light, the lights of the cars on the opposite side pierced Cheng Fan's eyes, he subconsciously reached out to block it, but Momo struggled in shock and jumped to the ground.

"Mo Mo is back." Cheng Fan couldn't see the road clearly at all, so he hurriedly ran after Mo Mo.

At this time, a black car turned a corner and rammed straight into Cheng Fan due to the blind spot.

Cheng Fan hugged Mo Mo and raised his head. At the very moment, the car stopped.

The car door opened, and the man with the neatly combed back got out of the car.He walked steadily, followed by a man in a suit and leather shoes, who should be his assistant.

The man walked to Cheng Fan's side: "Are you okay?"

Cheng Fan hugged Mo Mo and got up: "It's okay, my pet and I were reckless."

The man looked at his neck and arms, and said seriously, "Did you get hurt?"

Cheng Fan was about to leave, but shook his head: "It wasn't caused by you."

At this time, the assistant stepped forward and handed Cheng Fan a business card with both hands: "Hi, if you need anything, you can contact us."

Cheng Fan glanced at the name on the business card: Chen Yichuan.

The light was dim, Chen Yichuan couldn't see Cheng Fan's face clearly, he just felt that he was very thin and looked uncomfortable.

"Do you need me to take you to the hospital?"

"Thank you, no need." Cheng Fan hugged Momo and left,

After getting back into the car, Chen Yichuan looked out the window, and soon passed Cheng Fan and his cat.

At this time, the lights were very bright, and Chen Yichuan took another look at Cheng Fan through the streetlight.

That lonely face was very beautiful and bright, which shocked him.

This feeling was so familiar to him that he couldn't put it into words.

He didn't look away until he couldn't see Cheng Fan.

At this time, the assistant handed him coffee: "Mr. Chen, how many days shall we stay in Bintan City?"

Chen Yichuan: "Looking at Xie's progress, Xie Chongyan is very picky and a bit difficult to deal with."

The assistant said with a smile: "Mr. Xie seems to have friendship with Madam, it should go well."

Chen Yichuan: "However, I can't talk about their relationship in the open. After all, what happened to the Xie family back then was not glorious."

Assistant: "Yes."

Coming soon to the sailing hotel, Chen Yichuan said: "Compile the admission lists of all the orphanages in Bintan City in the past 15 years, and give them to me as soon as possible."

The assistant pursed her lips, nodded slightly, and then hesitated, "We'll keep it a secret from Madam and the Second Young Master."

Chen Yichuan: "Yes."

Four or ten minutes later, in the lobby of the sailing hotel, Cheng Fan walked in slowly.When he came to the front desk, he chose to pay by mobile phone because he could swipe his credit limit.

While waiting to pay, a familiar voice sounded behind him.

"Cheng Fan, why are you here?" Xiang Zhi came behind him, "Where is Chong Yan?"

Cheng Fan didn't say much: "It's just me."

Seeing that he paid with the borrowed amount and dragged the suitcase with the cat, Xiang Zhi understood instantly.Leaning his arm on the front desk, he smiled: "Did you quarrel with Chongyan?"

Holding the room card, Cheng Fan ignored him, and walked straight towards the elevator with Mo Mo in his arms.

Xiang Zhi chased after him and persuaded him: "You didn't run away from home, did you? Husband and wife don't have an overnight feud. I'll ask Chongyan to make amends to you tomorrow."

Cheng Fan walked into the elevator: "Don't bother."

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At the same time, on the second floor of Xie's house, Xie Chongyan stood in an empty room without saying a word.

Xie Yuchen, who wanted to coax people with him, hesitated when he saw the scene of people leaving the building.The black card pressed on the bed was given by Xie Chongyan to his sister-in-law. It seemed that the sister-in-law was very angry this time.

He didn't dare to show his anger, and raised his head in a low voice: "Cousin, should we go find my sister-in-law first?"

Xie Chongyan took a few steps forward, his eyes fell on the neatly folded quilt, and he asked, "Uncle Chen, when did he leave?"

Uncle Chen looked ashamed: "I don't know the exact time, I was working in the flower garden at the time."

Everything in the room was neatly arranged. On the sofa, the clothes Xie Chongyan gave to Cheng Fan were folded and placed. Everything in the room seemed to have returned to Cheng Fan's appearance before he moved in.

Xie Yuchen was very anxious: "Cousin, it's my fault that I had to take my sister-in-law to the company to make him jealous."

On the way, Xie Yuchen analyzed for a long time, and finally came to the guess that Cheng Fan was jealous.

Xie Chongyan remained silent all the time, with his hands in his pockets, eyes unfocused under the lens, looking at the pottery box Cheng Fan was holding tonight.

His palms fell on the back of the sofa, and he sat down, crossing his legs, as if struggling.

At this time, his mobile phone WeChat turned on.

Click on it, and it's a WeChat picture from Xiang Zhi: Chongyan, I saw Cheng Fan staying at the sailing hotel, paying with flowers, are you arguing?

Xie Chongyan stared at the text, and replied: "How is he, is he safe?"

Xiang Zhi: "Of course it's safe. I should carry the cat upstairs now. I'll give you his room number later."

Xie Chongyan didn't reply anymore, turned off the phone and threw it aside, and said in a low voice, "Cheng Fan is safe at the sailing hotel."

Xie Yuchen breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good, let's pick up my sister-in-law."

Xie Chongyan didn't intend to move, he thought for a moment: "Go home first."

"Why?" Cheng Fan and Xie Chongyan quarreled, and Xie Yuchen was already very guilty. Now Xie Chongyan was unwilling to pick up Cheng Fan. He was a little puzzled, "My sister-in-law was jealous and misunderstood Nan Chu. Just explain it."

Uncle Chen also looked worried, staring at Xie Chongyan.

Xie Chongyan's voice was very soft: "I know how to deal with it, you can go back."

"This!" Xie Yuchen looked at him hiding his resentment, thinking that he deserved that he didn't have a wife, and then reluctantly left.

"Uncle Chen, go and rest too." Xie Chongyan said, "I'll stay here by myself for a while."

Uncle Chen looked at him: "Call me if you need anything."

Only Xie Chongyan was left in the room. He bowed slightly, crossed his hands, and thought about many things.

For example, is Cheng Fan really angry because of Wang Nanchu?Or is it because of the divorce agreement?

But no matter what the reason was, it was beyond Xie Chongyan's understanding.

If you are angry because of these two things, does it mean that Cheng Fan likes him?

He remembered that on the night of his mother's death day, he was very drunk.Probably because of the verse on the letter paper that Cheng Fan gave him, he thought about it that night.

Perhaps he shouldn't be obsessed with the past, obsessed with what happened when he was eight years old.

The next memory was very vague, he only remembered that Cheng Fan should come to the wine cellar.

The next memory, jump to the next morning.

He hugged Cheng Fan and woke up on the sofa.

He still remembers how Cheng Fan was lying in his arms in the early morning. He was clean, breathing evenly and long, and a little obedient.

He couldn't remember if he took the initiative to hold Cheng Fan that night, but as the older party, he was mainly responsible for this kind of thing.

If Cheng Fan liked him because of what happened that night, then he should make it clear to Cheng Fan and apologize solemnly.

Sighing, he got up and walked to the French windows, looking at the flower garden downstairs.Tomb-sweeping Day, the lily blooms in full bloom in the fertile soil.

This reminded him of Cheng Fan's clean and fair skin that morning.Cheng Fan's skeleton is small, curled up in his arms, his slender eyelashes fluttering slightly while sleeping, and his black hair is soft and smooth, rubbing against his neck.

Moving his eyes, he found the love letter in the physical notebook.

Picking it up casually, he saw the true content of the love letter clearly.

There was no signature in it, only a simple sentence, no wonder Cheng Fan misunderstood it.

Next to it was a letter paper containing a love letter, which was cut with scissors.When he picked it up and saw the two lines of words clearly, his eyes flashed with astonishment for a moment, and his brows furrowed tightly.

It was actually given to him by Chen Muxing.

At that time, he probably coincided with Chen Muxing coming to the junior high school as an exchange student for a week.

For Chen Muxing, he was undoubtedly grateful.And read that Chen Muxing was alone in a strange city, young, every time Chen Muxing asked him for help, he would always agree.

Two days before leaving, Chen Muxing expressed his love to him.

He refused.

He felt that this matter was just the young Chen Muxing's impulsiveness, and he didn't take it to heart.

Since then, he hasn't seen Chen Muxing for many years.

It wasn't until after taking over the company that he bought a jade fan and gave it to Chen Muxing's mother, looking for clues about the events of the year, that he met Chen Muxing again.

The old Chen Muxing is very different from the little girl in my impression. The two of them just greeted each other briefly and didn't have much contact with each other.

But Chen Muxing asked him for WeChat, and because of his affection, he gave him a WeChat for office use.

That WeChat is used by Secretary Qin, and he rarely pays attention to it.

After a few years, he didn't expect that because of the love letter many years ago, there would be another oolong.

Xie Chongyan looked at the love letter and threw it into the trash can.

If Cheng Fan really liked him, how would he feel when he read this letter.

It was already late at night, he came to the wine cellar, looked at the white sofa, and remembered what happened that night again.

He casually took off his suit jacket and put it aside, took off the pair of gold-rimmed glasses Cheng Fan gave him, and lay quietly on the table.

The group chat where Xie Chongyan was in was all talking about Cheng Fan running away from home, which was told by Xiang Zhi's big mouth.

Click to enter, and Lin Yutan is talking: Master Fan Fan is angry, @谢崇玄 Hurry up and coax him.

Fang Yuchen: No wonder he knows how to coax, he's just a piece of wood.

Xiang Zhi: Forgot to add, Master Fanfan seems to be injured, with bruises on his arms and neck.

Xie Chongyan looked at it twice and felt a headache.

Simply throw the phone aside.

At this time, Uncle Chen walked down the wine cellar and knocked on the door.

Xie Chongyan raised his eyes: "Why aren't you asleep yet?"

Uncle Chen held the blanket in his hand: "It's cold here, I'm afraid you'll catch a cold."

Xie Chongyan replied: "Go and rest."

Uncle Chen handed him the blanket, and said in a low voice, "It's been cold recently, and I don't know if the quilt in the hotel is warm."

Xie Chongyan slowly opened his eyes and silently looked at Uncle Chen.

Uncle Chen continued: "It seems that he didn't bring the medicine prescribed by the doctor last time."

Xie Chongyan frowned, poured a glass of red wine and drank it down.

After a while, his voice was low: "Uncle Chen, Cheng Fan and I are married by agreement, and we will divorce in the future."

Uncle Chen was not too surprised, and nodded: "I knew it the first day Fanfan came in."

"I can't hide anything from you." Xie Chongyan smiled, and when he raised his head, his smile was troubled: "This time Cheng Fan ran away from home, probably because...he has a little affection for me."

Uncle Chen asked, "Is that why you haven't picked him up for so long?"

Xie Chongyan: "Bring him back, I don't know how to get along with him."

Uncle Chen asked: "Then why don't you try with him? Or, do you plan to be alone for the rest of your life?"

Xie Chongyan thought for a moment: "It may be because our marriage has a clear purpose, so I haven't considered what you said. And I don't seem to like Cheng Fan."

Uncle Chen smiled: "I ask you a question."

Xie Chongyan: "Yes."

Uncle Chen: "What do you think, with the young master's personality, why does he have a good impression of you? Because of money? Or power?"

Xie Chongyan: "No, with his temperament, who can he look up to?"

Uncle Chen looked seriously: "Why is that? I think Fanfan looks a little arrogant and spoiled on the surface, but he is actually very fragile and sensitive. If he doesn't feel the emotional value he needs, he won't have a good impression of someone for no reason."

Xie Chongyan carefully analyzed this passage, and said suspiciously: "You mean——"

Uncle Chen: "You have also changed a lot during this period. You have become more patient and careful. I think he likes you, and it may also come from your behavior towards him."

Xie Chongyan rubbed the wine glass with his fingertips, and raised his eyes with deep eyes: "I don't hate his temper, we are legal partners after all, I sympathize with his experience, and I am willing to take care of him. Therefore, these actions of mine will make people Does he have a crush on me?"

Uncle Chen whispered: "Have you ever thought about why you are willing to sympathize with what happened to him? Are you willing to take care of him? As far as I know, pretending to be pitiful and being wronged is useless to you. You never do this."

This time Xie Chongyan was silent.

After a long time, he said: "If I try it with him on the basis of knowing that he has a good impression of me, I'm afraid it will be irresponsible if I find out that we are not suitable for each other in the future, and it will delay him."

Uncle Chen got up and smiled: "Love is in front of the brave, why delay?"

Hearing Uncle Chen's footsteps leaving, Xie Chongyan was in a trance, and he needed to think again.

After a while, he sent Xie Yuchen a wechat message: "Come over tomorrow at some time, first send Cheng Fan's medicine to him, and then get some medicine for bruises."

Xie Yuchen replied quickly: "Okay, I will help bring your love."

At two o'clock in the morning, Cheng Fan hugged Mo Mo, curled up on the sofa, and hadn't fallen asleep for a long time.

A classic love movie was playing on the TV, the heroine was on the train and left alone.

Cheng Fan was lying on his back on the sofa, barefoot, and the bruise and pain on his neck kept reminding him of what happened tonight.

At first, he wondered if he overreacted tonight to that boy who had dinner with Xie Chongyan, to that divorce agreement, to that love letter...

He should disdain to care about these things.

But he chose the most irreversible path.

If he had to choose again, he should still choose to leave.

In the movie, the heroine is still crying.

He looked at the picture blankly, staring straight at something he didn't want to admit.

He had a little affection for Xie Chongyan, and that affection, which was based on the fact that Xie Chongyan also admired him, was smashed like a bubble tonight.

He didn't want to face his self-indulgence, and he didn't want to look directly at the inferiority complex deep in his heart. His self-esteem caused him to choose to leave.

Originally, it was two people who shouldn't have any intersection.

Maybe that's a good thing.

Cheng Fan didn't eat much all day, his blood sugar was extremely low, and he fell asleep drowsily.

He remembered that the day after tomorrow was the time for the K major written test, so he had to cheer up.

The next morning, Xie Yuchen knocked on his door.

Seeing Xie Yuchen, Cheng Fan was not surprised. After all, Xiang Zhi ran into him last night, and Xie Yuchen knew that he was normal here.

Xie Yuchen said: "My cousin is worried about your health and asked me to deliver medicine to you."

Cheng Fan said indifferently: "I will go to the hospital to prescribe it by myself today, and help me convey it to him, so please don't worry about it."

Xie Yuchen realized later, his cousin is too good at coaxing people?Since he knew he was in the hotel, he didn't come to pick him up, instead he delivered medicine?

The deeper meaning is that you stay for a few more days and don't come back.

Xie Yuchen sighed speechlessly, and pulled Cheng Fan to explain: "Sister-in-law, the boy who had dinner with my cousin yesterday is my buddy's boyfriend, so don't be jealous because of this."

Cheng Fan lowered his eyes: "I'm not jealous."

Xie Yuchen: "It's fine if you're not jealous, then you wait here obediently, and I'll ask my cousin to pick you up."

Will Xie Chongyan come to pick him up?Cheng Fan didn't believe it.

He acted so fiercely and obviously yesterday, Xie Chongyan should be able to see something.

The two had an agreement, a plastic marriage, so there was really no need to pick him up.

Besides, asking Xie Yuchen to deliver the medicine today without showing up in person already speaks volumes.

Cheng Fan stood up, took out the things in the suitcase one by one, arranged them in the cabinet. "It's fine for me to live here, so don't worry about it."

Xie Yuchen muttered: "No matter how good it is, it's better to be comfortable at home."

Cheng Fan said softly, "That's not my home."

Xie Yuchen was a bit overwhelmed. The two of them were more difficult to deal with than the other, and they couldn't do their jobs well.

After dawdling until the afternoon, Cheng Fan made an excuse to go out, and Xie Yuchen finally gave up.

When he came out of the bank, Cheng Fanka had a lot of money in his pocket. He bought a lot of imported cat food for Mo Mo before returning to the hotel.

Renewing the lease at the front desk for one month, Cheng Fan estimated that this time should be enough for him to buy a new house.

The exam is coming tomorrow, Xiang Zhi sent a greeting on WeChat, and urged him to open Weibo to prepare for the business in the future.

Cheng Fan actually didn't want to get involved with people related to Xie Chongyan, but he signed a contract of intent with Xiang Zhi's entertainment company, and it was not polite to suddenly break the contract, so he planned to sign it first and talk about it later.

Anyway, after he divorced Xie Chongyan, he would no longer interact with the people around him.

Xiang Zhi seemed to have something to say to him, he babbled about some work matters, and finally said in a roundabout way: "Have you calmed down? Is the hotel uncomfortable?"

Cheng Fan replied to him: "Very comfortable."

Xiang Zhi: "Light a jpg, it's still comfortable to go home."

Cheng Fan: "With a big heart, home is everywhere."

Xiang Zhi: "Awesome jpg."

Putting down the phone, Cheng Fan prepared to review for tomorrow's exam.Performance majors have high cultural scores, and the acceptance rate is only [-]%.

It was only when Cheng Fan took a pen to solve the problem that he remembered his original career intention when he was a child.

The cultural connotation contained in classical dance is very deep, but as time goes by, it is gradually replaced by fashionable dances such as street dance.

Now is the era of star-making, the entertainment industry is developing rapidly, and the sunset industry can become popular overnight.

He hopes that one day he will be able to produce programs or reality shows that make classical dance out of the circle, and create a brand style he likes, so that classical culture can appear in major international fashion weeks, jewelry brands, loved by everyone, and become a new fashion vane.

This dream seems a little far away, but it is his firm belief since he was a child.

Holding a signature pen, he carefully reviewed the knowledge points until very late.

In the middle of the night, he was hungry and subconsciously wanted to go to the kitchen to find something to eat.

I walked all the way to the door, only to realize that this is not Xie's house.There is no such thing as a refrigerator full of delicious but not fat snacks that Uncle Chen carefully prepared for him.

The refrigerator in front of him was empty, and he slowly turned his head to look at the silent night sky, unable to hide his disappointment.

Perhaps we should get used to the present day.

Another night passed, and Cheng Fan was about to take the exam.

A lot of people gathered at the gate of Colonel K. Bai Doudou had adjusted the SLR very early, waiting for Cheng Fan to appear.The dozens of people standing with him are all fans of Cheng Fan, and the rest are passers-by who came to watch by taking advantage of the popularity of #古风小仙君# a few days ago.

At the scene, there were about a dozen media outlets, and there was a huge battle.Every year at the art test written test site, reporters will select well-known child stars or candidates with potential to interview, and candidates with outstanding looks will be out of the circle all of a sudden.

But this year, almost all the attention of the media is on Cheng Fan. Even the well-known child star Zhou Nansheng, who has acted in three TV dramas, is not as popular as Cheng Fan.

People came and went, Bai Doudou looked around, but Cheng Fan was not seen for a long time.

At this time, a taxi stopped at the door, and a boy in an offwhite sweater got out of it.

Wearing a white mask, he has a thin and tall figure. Although only a pair of eyes are exposed, they are like quiet jade, exuding a faint brilliance.

The boy walked lightly, with indescribable dignity and elegance, like poetry and painting.

Almost all the media were stunned for a few minutes, and then rushed forward.

Bai Doudou smiled. No one could match this candidate except her little fairy.She picked up the high-definition camera and took enough shots this time.

Cheng Fan had no experience in interviewing, so he frowned slightly in resistance, surrounded by the media, as if trapped in an impenetrable human wall.

The reporter asked: "Do you have confidence in this exam? Among the current seniors of K University, do you have any favorite idols?"

Facing the question, Cheng Fan only replied briefly: "I have confidence, I don't have idols."

Bai Doudou heard Cheng Fan speak for the first time, and excitedly patted the fans around, "It really is me, Fanfan, even the voice is nice."

Cheng Fan breathed a sigh of relief when he entered the school. Many students from K University knew him and greeted him warmly.He is not good at socializing, but adhering to the principle of politeness, he nodded politely and said hello to everyone.

Along the way, his neck was sore.

Cheng An, who had just finished class, came across a group of people chatting lively, pointing at the martial-lawed examination room.

He squinted his eyes: "Let's take a written test for freshman cultural class today."

The classmate replied: "Well, but the main thing is that the little brother Gufeng who has become very popular on the Internet recently is taking the exam in our school. Everyone is very curious about him."

Cheng An frowned: "Brother Gufeng? Is he good-looking?"

The classmate said: "Well, I heard that I have a special temperament. I have danced since elementary school, and I am white and thin."

These adjectives gave Cheng An an inexplicable thought, but he quickly shook his head and told himself that Cheng Fan was already 20 years old, and it was impossible for him to retake the university exam with a group of 18-year-old candidates, besides, he had never heard what Cheng Fan said. I have plans to take the K University exam.

At this time, the classmate pointed excitedly: "Look, it's him! He is the first to leave the examination room!"

Cheng An looked in the direction and almost suffocated when he saw the familiar figure.

Not far away, Cheng Fan is surrounded by stars.Everyone was excited to take pictures with their mobile phones, just like a star out on the street.

Bai Enyu, who was relatively popular in the third grade, didn't have this kind of battle.

Cheng An stared at him, his eyebrows almost furrowed.

Why?Why did Cheng Fan learn everything from him?

He wants to be a star, and Cheng Fan wants to be too!

He wanted to marry the Xie family, Cheng Fan secretly pried his corner!

Now he wished Cheng Fan would die immediately!

The classmate didn't notice Cheng An's abnormality, and still said complacently: "I heard that this person has the first interview result in his major. The professors like him very much, and they are vying to have him as a student."

Cheng An suddenly showed a mocking expression: "A 20-year-old is not ashamed to compete with the best candidates."

The classmate was surprised: "He is 20? Just one year younger than us?"

Cheng An lazily said: "Well, I didn't go to high school, so I came here to pretend to be a schoolmaster."

The classmates were inexplicably surprised, they didn't expect Cheng An to know Cheng Fan so well.Suddenly remembering that both of them were surnamed Cheng, the classmate stammered, "You two... are not relatives, are you?"

Cheng An said coldly: "Who is related to him?" He suddenly remembered that Xie Chongyan drove Cheng Fan away, and he quietly said to his classmates: "He is the son of my servant."

The classmate was even more surprised, and nodded with a smile on his face.

Why is the servant's son N levels higher than the young master Cheng An?

Cheng Fan, who walked out of the school gate, was surrounded by fans who heard the news. Among them was a handsome male fan who was holding a bouquet of flowers and a bear doll, and shyly and enthusiastically handed it to him.

The male fan is dressed very trendy, looking at the 24-year-old, the eyes are very gentle and affectionate when talking to Cheng Fan, and he likes him very much.

Because the doll he was holding was 1.8m long, he had received widespread attention before Cheng Fan came out.

Seeing that the gift from the male fan was for Cheng Fan, the media felt that it was more topical, so they pointed their cameras at the two.

The male fan said affectionately: "Fanfan, I am your first fan, I like you very much, this is my heart, I hope you can be happy every day."

The crimson rose greeted his chest, and Cheng Fan was a little surprised and stunned.

He tried his best to express in a tactful tone: "I can only accept roses from my lover."

The male fan pursed his lips regretfully: "Can the little bear be taken away?"

Looking at the little bear who was as tall as him, Cheng Fan refused with difficulty: "I don't live at home recently, so it's not convenient to take it away."

The male fan's eyes became even darker: "Then can you take a photo with me?"

Cheng Fan didn't refuse this time, and nodded slightly.

During the group photo, the male fan held a rose and smiled brightly, while Cheng Fan was a little serious, trying not to be in the same frame with the rose, and because of the media reminder, he reluctantly made a rabbit ear gesture and quietly covered his eyes.

Bai Doudou made pink bubbles: "My son is so cute!"

Finally, after the group photo was over, Cheng Fan met everyone's eyes and left in a taxi.

When he arrived at the hotel, he was exhausted. After taking the medicine, he played with Momo on the sofa.

I don't know if it was because of staying up late yesterday, but he was extremely tired and his heart was beating faster than usual.In the end, he fell asleep directly on the sofa.

[Singles Club Group Chat]

Xiang Zhi: [Picture] @谢崇墨, your wife is going to take the K exam today, the school is crazy, and the male fan openly sent roses to confess her love!

Lin Yutan: Oh hoo, this male fan is quite handsome.

Fang Yuchen: Very handsome +1.

Xiang Zhi: I heard the little girl in the company praise Cheng Fan today, and the praise was so sincere, it was almost like saying that he was a god descended from the earth.

Lin Yutan: I don't know who is so lucky.

Fang Yuchen: What a blessing, my wife is still living in the hotel.

Xiang Zhi: @谢崇墨, or you can give me your wife.

Xie Chongyan: Get lost.

As soon as Xie Chongyan quit the group chat, he received a WeChat bombardment from Xie Yuchen.

Xie Yuchen: Look quickly!Today, a male fan confessed to his cousin!You have a rival!I hate you like a log!Pointing to jpg.

Xie Chongyan: You all know about this?

Xie Yuchen: It's on the hot search, look at this guy, he's giving it to you, holding roses, what a meeting.You wait for me to show you a picture.

Xie Yuchen sent Xie Chongyan photos of Cheng Fan's work in the clay museum that day.

Xie Yuchen: You see, my sister-in-law worked so hard to make pottery for you, how about you?After fighting with him for so long, I didn't try to coax him.

Xie Chongyan clicked on the photo.Cheng Fan above is serious and focused, carefully depicting the relief of the swan, and there seems to be light in his eyes.

He asked: Is the box that Cheng Fan was holding that night containing this pair of swans?

Xie Yuchen: Yes.

Xie Chongyan recalled the location of the box and walked into Cheng Fan's room.The box was on the table, he gently opened it, and a pair of lifelike swan pottery appeared in front of him.

Acacia flowers are engraved on it, implying the beauty of love.

Xie Chongyan stroked gently with his fingertips, as if Cheng Fan's appearance in the photo was right in front of his eyes.

After a long time, he reopened the group photo of the male fan and Cheng Fan in the group chat.

In just three days, Cheng Fan seemed much thinner.

Seeing him holding the scissors hands arrogantly, Xie Chongyan smiled slightly.

At night, the cool wind blew the curtains, and Cheng Fan woke up from the cold.Momo nestled on the opposite sofa, purring comfortably.

He coughed twice, got up several times and tried to pull the curtains, but he had no strength.

He should be sick with a cold.

After dawdling for a long time, he finally closed the window tightly and poured himself a glass of water. He was no longer sleepy and sat at the dining table in a trance.

He was hungry and wanted to eat Uncle Chen's wontons.

The small wontons made by Uncle Chen are very fragrant and delicious. He can eat more than 20.

Beds at home are also more comfortable than hotels.

With his head on the table, he held back his tears, not letting them flow