When infatuated by taking off the ring [Entertainment]

Fu Sinian: "..."

Luo Jia put the two broken discs into Fu Sinian's hands, looked at him, and said, "I'm sorry, but you can handle it yourself next time. This is a gift I gave you once, he It's yours."

On the ground, there were still fragments of broken records when the record was broken. The sharp triangles fell to the floor like a crushed heart.Fu Sinian felt that he couldn't breathe.

Luo Jia tilted his head, looked at him, and asked, "Is there anything else you can do?"

It means, if you have nothing to do, please go out, I am going to rest.

Fu Sinian withdrew his gaze, looked at Luo Jia, rolled his throat a few times, and said, "It's okay, I just let you handle this. Also, I didn't accept these boring things you sent, it's still yours."

Luo Jia nodded, picked up the phone and said politely: "Okay."

Fu Sinian looked at the phone in Luo Jia's hand, frowned, and said, "You still want to call Wen Yifan?"

"Yes." Luo Jia smiled, "We still have something to say."

Fu Sinian: "..."

With a sneer on his face, he said, "Let me remind you again, the two of us are working on scripts that are closely linked."

After finishing speaking, she turned around and left, still holding the record broken by Luo Jia in her hand, went back to the room, when she closed the door, she was very violent, as if the whole villa was shaken.

Back in the room, Fu Sinian threw the record on the table.

There are two ugly marks in the middle of the shattered records, the edges are sharp and sharp, emitting a faint cold light, like sharp knives calcined from snow water.

Fu Sinian kept staring at the two fragments, and kept recalling Luo Jia's expression just now in his mind. It was calm and indifferent, like a pedestrian walking by the lake on a sunny afternoon.

How could he not respond.

Fu Sinian picked up the record and reflected his own face, but suddenly found that his eyes were red at some point.

Fu Sinian felt a great shock, he only had this reaction when his grandfather issued a critical illness notice.

Fu Sinian rubbed his eyes, put the record down, and then covered it with the script on the table, trying to let himself ignore it.

But his heart was still uncomfortable, which made him very irritable. After hesitating for two seconds, he suddenly sat up from the bed, opened the script, took out the records below, and tried to put them together.

In fact, some fragments fell in Xu Luojia's room, even if they were put together, there would be gaps in the middle, but Fu Sinian didn't care about this.He just wanted to put it together.

Fu Sinian began to look for transparent glue in the villa. After searching for about 10 minutes, he became more and more irritable, and he couldn't find any roll of transparent glue.

A few seconds later, Fu Sinian opened the software, entered transparent glue, and found that a convenience store a few kilometers away sold it. He placed the order, but found that the villa area was not within the delivery range.

Fu Sinian twitched his eyebrows, and dialed the front desk of the convenience store expressionlessly.

"My address is the house on Haiyan Road, Xiqin District. I can buy a roll of transparent glue, can you deliver it?"

"I'm sorry, sir, your address is temporarily out of our delivery range."

"The delivery fee is one thousand, whether to send it or not, pay with one hand and deliver with the other."

There was a pause of a few seconds on the phone, "...a thousand RMB?"

"What do you say?"

The boss on the phone came with a hesitant voice: "I'm sorry, one thousand may still be..."

"Okay." Fu Sinian said politely, "Then I'll find someone else. Excuse me."

"Wait!! Wait, boss, I'll pick up the car right away, please tell me the detailed address, and I'll deliver it right away, within 10 minutes."

"Okay, don't violate the traffic rules." Fu Sinian said.

About 10 minutes after the phone was put down, the transparent tape was received, and when he went to pick it up, the person who delivered it still looked at Fu Sinian curiously.

However, Fu Sinian wore a hat with a wide brim, which covered most of Fu Sinian's facial features. In addition, his aura was very cold, and he had a natural nobleness and arrogance, which made the shop owner feel uncomfortable. Dare to inquire more.

He took the money, confirmed again and again that it was not a scam, and then left.

Fu Sinian held three rolls of transparent tape in his hand, and returned to the room. There were scissors in the kitchen, so he also carried them into the room, turned on the desk lamp, sat down, and took out two broken records.

Fu Sinian squinted his eyes and looked around. There were three types of transparent glue. He picked the smallest roll, put the two discs together first, and then tore off one piece from the transparent glue.

Because the record was broken very unevenly, there was no way to stand it up with a long piece of transparent glue, so Fu Sinian put in a lot of patience and started sticking it along the track of the crack bit by bit.

He wanted to make the sticking marks less obvious, so he cut the smallest roll of transparent glue from the middle, turned it into a thinner strip, and pasted it on the record.

Just like that, cutting bit by bit, sticking one by one, I don't know how long it took, the phone suddenly vibrated on the table.

Fu Sinian gave a "tsk", glanced at the phone, frowned, picked up the phone, and put it to his ear: "What's the matter?"

"Hi Mr. Fu, I have something to discuss with you, it's about business..."

"Look for the vice president, not Mr. Fu. I'm busy, that's all." After speaking, he hung up the phone and turned his phone on airplane mode.

Fu Sinian threw away the phone, looked down again, and found that his fingers were sticky and all were glue marks. He never liked sticky things, but now he didn't stand up to wash his hands, but continued to stick the record.

In the end, the mess on the table was all traces of tape, and things were also messed up. The scissors were thrown aside, and there was an intact record in the middle.

Fu Sinian picked up the record. On the other hand, as long as you look at it from the other side, you can't see the traces of pasting.

He held it in mid-air and looked at it for a while, then the record suddenly broke again, and with another soft "click", it fell and fell to the floor.

Fu Sinian: "..."

It should be that the tape was too thin to bear the weight. Fu Sinian sighed and picked it up from the floor resignedly. This time, he directly used a larger piece of tape to stick him up. This time it won't break again. up.

It's just that there is always a crack in the middle that cannot be ignored, twisted and rugged, ugly and hideous, like the eyes of a monster, staring at him indifferently.

On Fu Sinian's glued record, he didn't speak, and was in a daze silently. He was always indifferent and calm, and a little bit of confusion appeared on his face.

In fact, Fu Sinian is a very smart person, he has insight into people's hearts, and he can know what other people are thinking at the first sight.So how could he not realize that when he opened the door of this villa and looked at Xu Luojia's eyes, Luojia's eyes had no waves.

But he was used to being superior, from childhood to adulthood, he was surrounded by stars, as long as he wanted what Fu Sinian wanted, he couldn't get it, so he developed a self-esteem that was different from ordinary people.

This kind of arrogant self-esteem blinded his eyes and heart, making him unwilling to think about what he was doing, and he was unwilling to read the divorce agreement written in black and white, let alone review it. On the board, Xu Luojia has been signed.

He didn't want to look at it, and he didn't know how to look at it.

His parents were bad people, they only taught him how to fight, how to play games, how to play with people's hearts, how to bully and humiliate others with a superior attitude.

But he didn't teach him how to exchange sincerity for sincerity.

Because in the world of Fu's family, sincerity is the most illusory thing, which is of no use and will bruise yourself all over.

So Fu Sinian has always dismissed it, and now he can only walk forward recklessly, like a three-year-old child who is forced to do addition, subtraction, multiplication and division, no matter how he counts, how he draws, how he cries, how he makes trouble , and no correct answer can be obtained.

Fu Sinian was stunned for a while, picked up his phone, and made a call: "Can the disc that has been cracked be repaired?"

On the phone, he calmly said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Fu, I can't."

"100."

"Sorry, the data track of the broken disc has been broken, and the spiral data inside cannot be manually..."

"300 million." Fu Sinian said indifferently.

"Sorry, even if..."

"1000."

"This really doesn't work, even if it's 1000 billion, there's no way, Mr. Fu, is that CD very important..."

Fu Sinian lost his patience and said, "It's not important. Forget it." Then he hung up the phone, and he couldn't do anything else.

Fu Sinian was a little lost, for the first time, confusion and loss appeared on his face, his eyebrows drooped, and he imagined what was in this CD in his mind.This may make him wonder for a lifetime, miss it for a lifetime, and regret it for a lifetime.

He really couldn't do anything, and a sense of powerlessness haunted him.

Fu Sinian still firmly believes that interests and money are eternally useful things, and he will never betray him.

He doesn't know that if some things and some people are not cherished properly, they will be lost and lost forever, and no matter what they do, they will never come back.

In the end, Fu Sinian gave up struggling, put the glued record next to his pillow, turned off the lights and got ready to sleep.

He also felt that his behavior was unreasonable. It was just a disc that Koizumi threw away without even reading it. It was just a broken disc that could never be repaired. There are countless ugly adhesive tapes, and the cracks in the middle are so obvious that they are just dazzling discs.

Fu Sinian gave himself such a reason, telling himself: It is a CD worth nearly [-] million, so it is not surprising that it is cherished at all.

It's definitely not because it was a gift from Xu Luojia.

So this night, some people slept peacefully, some people had nightmares and couldn't live peacefully. In the middle of the night, they touched the CD beside their pillow. The temperature of the CD was very cold, but it made him settle down miraculously.

……

The next day, Luo Jia got up early.When he got up, he went directly downstairs, and there was already a task card on the table.

Luo Jia rubbed his eyes, picked him up, and spread him out.

The task card this time is still very beautiful, the outer envelope is pink, the inner envelope is elegant and plain white, and a round table is painted underneath, and there are two people sitting beside the table, very cute Q version people, We are eating, and the dishes on the table are very rich.There is also a bouquet of bright roses next to it.

Luo Jia smiled, was so cute by the picture, looked up at the task above.

[Mission: two people, three meals, four seasons, a lifetime.Let's cook a meal together, as a way of comforting the wind and rain that accompanied us for half a lifetime. 】

There was a sound from the stairs, Fu Sinian got up, his head was full of curly hair, the collar of his pajamas was tilted to one side, his face was full of depression, and his eyes were red.

Luo Jia asked concerned: "Didn't sleep well?"

Fu Sinian had a very bad temper, so he snorted and didn't answer him.

That greeting was purely polite and friendly. Seeing that Fu Sinian didn't answer and Luo Jia didn't care anymore, he learned a lesson, don't talk to Fu Sinian in the morning, he gets up very angry.

Turn around and go into the kitchen to make breakfast. The refrigerator has been replenished with eggs, sausages, chickens, ducks, vegetables, etc., as well as quick-frozen dumplings and bread. The bottles and jars below are all kinds of sauces.

Luo Jia remembered that Fu Sinian liked to eat dirty buns, but they didn't have them here. He turned on the fire on the stove, and when he was serving dumplings, he went upstairs and asked:

"Si Nian, there are no dirty buns here, there are dumplings, ordinary toast bread and chocolate sauce, what do you want to eat?"

Fu Sinian stopped what he was doing, and quickly replied, "Toast and chocolate sauce."

After a while, he seemed to be in a hurry again, so he asked leisurely, "...do whatever you want."

Luo Jia downstairs didn't make any sound except for replying "Okay——".

Fu Sinian opened the bathroom door, and the curly hair was dangling at the bathroom door. After a long time, after confirming that Luo Jia really didn't talk to him anymore, he retracted his head and continued to brush his teeth, only to find that his clothes were covered with dust. dripped into the foam.

Fu Sinian: "..."

He rolled his eyes in the mirror and continued brushing his teeth.

After taking care of that curly hair, it was the noble and indifferent Fu Sinian again.

He felt much more comfortable, and his temper was not so explosive, so he went downstairs to have breakfast.

Luo Jia had already warmed up the dumplings and bread and put them on the table. Fu Sinian sat down, thanked him, and started eating breakfast.

While eating breakfast, Fu Sinian glanced at the task card on the table and asked casually, "What is that?"

Luo Jia put down her chopsticks and said, "Mission, the two of us are going to have a meal together."

Fu Sinian snorted, "When will it be done, at noon?"

"nighttime then."

Fu Sinian is not very good at cooking, so the focus of this task must be on Luo Jia.He said he could do it anytime, and Fu Sinian had no objection.

After breakfast, Luo Jia said, "Wen Yifan is coming here."

Fu Sinian: "..."

The aura all over his body suddenly became extremely cold, his jawline raised, and the downward arc of his mouth showed that he was not in such a happy mood right now:

"why."

"He came to City G on business, so he stopped by to see me."

"What's so interesting about you." Fu Sinian choked.

Luo Jia smiled, stood up, and said: "I just finished the operation, it's normal to come and see me, it won't affect the program, and it will be fine to cut the whole paragraph."

"No."

Luo Jia's eyes were slightly confused: "Why?"

"I said no and no."

"It's unreasonable." Luo Jia didn't bother with him, and stood up, "That's fine, I'll ask the editor and director later to see if I can go out and leave the camera for a while."

"Forget it." Fu Sinian held down the words, "He can come."

When Luo Jia heard it, her eyes smiled crookedly, a slight dimple appeared on the corner of her lips, and she said, "Thank you."

Although Luo Jia could almost gnash his teeth from those four words, since Fu Sinian agreed, it's fine, as for other things, he doesn't care.

Fu Sinian stood up and cleaned the dining table with Luo Jia. After clearing the breakfast dishes, Fu Sinian sat on the sofa and watched scripts and TV, while Luo Jia went into the kitchen to prepare lunch for Wen Yifan's arrival.

However, he always felt the coolness behind his back, as if there was a gloomy and dissatisfied gaze sticking to him all the time.

That feeling made him feel very strange, like the feeling of being stared at by a beast, as if he had become the target of a hunter.

Whenever Luo Jia felt that gaze, Luo Jia turned her head, but there was always nothing behind her.

So he stopped being suspicious, and once he settled down to prepare the lunch in his hand, he could focus on it and ignore many other things.

Wen Yifan's taste is like his own, delicate and bland, and he doesn't like to eat things with thick oily red sauce.

Luo Jia went to rummage through the refrigerator, making plans while searching, initially planning to make tofu with three shrimps, steamed sea bass and stir-fried vegetables, and finally boiled a pot of elegant and sweet chicken soup.

Luo Jia's cooking skills are already very proficient.Wash the shrimp, pull out the shrimp line, keep the shrimp head and shell, marinate the shrimp with cooking wine and starch, after a while, put it in the pan and stir-fry.The blanched tofu is quickly stir-fried together in the pot, and the seasoning is added to the boil, and the aroma of fresh shrimp will be released slowly.

The rest are carried out in an orderly manner, and the kitchen is clanging, as if a happy symphony is going on.

In the past, he always wanted to have a warm reunion with Fu Sinian, and wanted to have a good meal.Takeaway and hotels are very convenient, but they seem cold and impersonal, and they always lack heart.

Originally, he was also a young master who didn't touch the spring water with his fingers, and didn't know the daily necessities, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea.

But for the sake of Fu Sinian, he is willing to learn. Even if his face is full of smoke and his hands are full of knife wounds, it doesn't matter. He wants to eat warmly every time he eats together. Looking at each other is full of warmth and sweetness.

But the wish finally came to nothing.

Every time it is full of anticipation, full of love, in the end, the ending is like those carefully prepared meals, which become cold and become leftovers.In the end, they can only be thrown into the trash can without being looked at again.

Fortunately, the days of being ignored, tortured, and trampled on are over.The food I used to cook was eaten by no one, and in the end it was full of loneliness and desolation.

But Wen Yifan was not that kind of malicious person, if he said he would come, he would definitely come.

The chicken soup was boiling on the stove, and Luo Jia was still frying vegetables, when the doorbell suddenly remembered ringing, and he turned around:

"Si Nian, go and open the door."

This scene touched a part of Fu Sinian's heart, it was rare for him not to show his temper, but stood up and went to open the door.

It was Wen Yifan who was outside the door.

As soon as Fu Sinian saw him, his eyes narrowed slightly, the tip of his tongue unconsciously licked his back molars, and a polite and indifferent smile appeared on his face:

"Mr. Wen, hello, welcome to my and Luo Jia's house as guests."

Wen Yifan also had a smile on his face, looking gentle and elegant: "Thank you. It's an honor to meet you, Mr. Fu."

As he spoke, he stretched out his right hand and stopped in mid-air.

The smile on Fu Sinian's face widened a bit, and he stretched out his hand to shake it back.

Fu Sinian was taller than Wen Yifan, and the two tall men stood at the door, holding hands for a long time without letting go, the veins on the back of their hands were faintly popping out, as if sparks could be seen in the air.