The actor's white rabbit ran away【ABO】

An Luo still shook his head.

Zhao Yiming: "That's it, okay then."

An Luo lowered his head, his shoulders tensed.

Zhao Yiming: "I won't tell others."

An Luo was silent, and finally said "thank you" softly.

Zhao Yiming left.

An Luo's feet were a little weak, he staggered and supported the sink, and then slowly squatted down.

An indescribable sense of weakness and exhaustion weighed on his entire body.

I don't know how long it took before he slowly stood up and took off the mask on his face.

The self in the mirror was pale, like a ghost that just climbed out of the water.

He had lost a lot of weight, and the baby-fat face was gone, replaced by prominently sunken cheekbones.

Wearing a mask for a long time, he has many red eczemas on both sides of his cheeks.

An Luo stared at him for a long time, this face was familiar yet unfamiliar, his facial features hadn't changed in any way, but why did he feel that he was no longer An Luo.

"Ding-dong-"

The phone rang.

An Luo's shoulders trembled, and he slowly took out the phone from his pocket.

It was a message from An Mu.

[Second brother: Luo Luo, come back for dinner tonight, and the eldest brother is also back. 】

An Luo stared at the message for a long time before moving his fingers and replying to An Mu.

【Lolo: Sorry, I'm working overtime tonight, so I can't go back.Let's eat with brother. 】

After answering the text message, he turned off the phone and put it back in his pocket.

Bending down and taking a basin of cold water, and washing his face, An Luo lifted his feet and left the company.

……

Two days later, An Luo submitted his resignation to Yang Feng.

Yang Feng was very surprised.

"Lolo, you have done a good job here, why did you suddenly resign?"

An Luo: "I have other arrangements, sorry, Brother Yang."

Yang Feng frowned: "Then have you talked to Ahan?"

An Luo: "I'll tell him later, he shouldn't have any objections."

Li Hanxiao wished that he would stay at home.

Yang Feng sighed: "If that's the case, I won't force you anymore. I'll ask HR to give you an extra month's salary."

An Luo smiled: "Thank you Brother Yang for your care during this time."

The news of An Luo's resignation quickly spread throughout the office.

Zhao Yiming immediately ran over, squeezed beside An Luo and whispered, "Did you resign because of me?"

An Luo shook his head.

Zhao Yiming was apologetic: "I'm sorry, I didn't know you would care so much..."

An Luo: "It's okay, I don't care much."

Zhao Yiming scratched his hair in embarrassment: "Can you not resign? I won't tell others about this."

An Luo bent his lips: "Brother Zhao, my resignation really has nothing to do with you, I have other arrangements."

Seeing that he had made up his mind, Zhao Yiming could only sigh.

An Luo didn't explain any more, packed his things, and left the company quickly.

As he walked out of the company gate, he glanced back.

Although he only stayed here for half a year, he liked the job very much.

But no matter how much I like him, I can't stay here anymore.

He believed that Zhao Yiming did not lie to him, would not pass that video on to more people, and would not tell others that he had such a miserable past.

However, as long as he thought of his colleague sitting face to face every day, watching his body relieve his desire, An Luo just felt unspeakably nauseated.

He didn't want Zhao Yiming to feel embarrassed.

Leaving here is the best choice.

An Luo hugged his suitcase and looked at the hurried passers-by in front of him, feeling a little dazed suddenly.

The world is so big, it seems that there is no place worthy of him.

An Luo wandered on the road like a headless fly for more than two hours. He had nowhere to go, so he finally took a taxi and went back to Li Hanxiao's villa.

Li Hanxiao only learned that An Luo had resigned after receiving a call from Yang Feng.

After returning home at night, he pulled An Luo into his arms: "Why did you resign? Didn't you say you liked that job very much?"

An Luo explained in a low voice: "I'm a little too tired."

Li Hanxiao smiled: "Is that the reason?"

An Luo: "Is this reason not enough?"

Li Hanxiao rubbed his hair: "No, any reason is fine."

He just felt a little strange.

An Luo can even bear the pain of delivering food in the cold winter months, how could he feel tired from a nine-to-five office job.

But even though he had doubts in his heart, Li Hanxiao didn't think much about it.

On the contrary, I was a little happy in my heart.

Maybe it was because he was recuperating at home to make this kid coquettish, but that's okay, the more coquettish An Luo is, the more he would like to think of An Luo's previous appearance.

"If you want to work, I will help you arrange it. If you feel tired, you can stay at home in the future. Anyway, I can afford you."

An Luo: "...Well, I see."

……

In the blink of an eye, it is another year.

Years ago, there were a lot of activities in the entertainment industry, and various large-scale catwalks and celebrations gathered together. Li Hanxiao was even more busy and never touched the ground. He didn't have any time to spend with An Luo.

An Luo had received a call from An Huai a week ago.

The other party asked him to go home for the New Year.

An Luo thought about it, and finally refused on the grounds of a business trip.

Since the death of his parents, he has never felt the atmosphere of the New Year.

The year An Huai was just released from prison, he excitedly cooked a large New Year's Eve dinner at home by himself.

But An Huai, who had just been released from prison, was sensitive and suspicious, while An Mu was busy with company matters. At the dinner table, An Luo mentioned Qi Tian, ​​but An Huai dropped his chopsticks and left with a cold face.

Since then, the three brothers have never celebrated the New Year together.

But for An Luo now, he no longer needs his brother, nor does he need the warmth that festival brought him.

Xia Zhuxing and Song Nuo also called, asking him to go to their place for the New Year.

Both Xia Zhuxing and Song Nuo have new lives or families. An Luo, an outsider, is really embarrassed to disturb a festival like the Spring Festival that is only spent with his own family.

But An Luo didn't feel uncomfortable.

Li Hanxiao said that he would try his best to come back to celebrate the New Year with him tonight. For this reason, An Luo specially posted Spring Festival couplets at home early, and even cooked himself, making a bunch of Li Hanxiao's favorite dishes.

……

Li Hanxiao finished work at nine o'clock in the evening on New Year's Eve.

He hurriedly went to the studio to change his clothes and remove his makeup, and then urged his assistant to arrange a car.

An Luo still wants to wait for him at home.

At this moment, the door of the lounge was knocked open, the assistant walked over, and after a while, came back.

"Brother Han, it's Chen who guides them and calls you over for dinner."

Li Hanxiao frowned: "Tell Director Chen and them that I won't be going. I will invite them another day."

As soon as the words were finished, Director Chen and his party walked in from the outside.

He happened to hear Li Hanxiao's words, and smiled: "Xiao Li is in a hurry to go home for the New Year, there is someone at home."

Li Hanxiao smiled lightly: "There is someone."

Director Chen: "Who is it? Call him and ask him to come out. Let's have a New Year's Eve dinner together and make it more lively."

Li Hanxiao didn't seem to let others know of An Luo's existence, so she curled her lower lip, "He's timid, so let's forget it, and I'll invite you to my house for dinner when I have a chance in the future."

Director Chen showed a gossip look.

"What kind of omega, it's so tightly hidden, I must see it in the future."

Li Hanxiao pursed her lips and smiled.

Director Chen said with emotion: "However, you have been in a relationship for a long time. It has been more than five years since you broke up with An's omega. It's time to have a serious relationship."

Director Chen looked around, stepped forward suddenly, pulled Li Hanxiao aside, and lowered his voice mysteriously.

"But when it comes to your ex-boyfriend, I have heard some gossip."

"Ok?"

Director Chen: "I heard that he went to sea to shoot a movie."

Li Hanxiao's face froze: "An Luo?"

Director Chen: "Yes."

Li Hanxiao shook his head: "Impossible."

Director Chen: "It's true. A paparazzi friend of mine told me that. My friend is well-informed and generally won't lie."

Li Hanxiao felt a little cold in his hands and feet: "Did I make a mistake?"

Director Chen: "It probably happened a few years ago. He said that at that time, someone came to him with a stack of films, saying that he wanted to break the big news in the entertainment industry. The other party asked for 50w. My friend thought that He's lying, asking the other party what the big news is, don't let it be some [-]th-line idol dating behind fans' backs."

Director Chen looked around again and the voice became even lower.

"The other party said that it was your ex-boyfriend who went to the sea to shoot the film. At that time, he gave a short video, which shocked my paparazzi friend." Director Chen continued: "Fortunately, my friend is also a reporter. Conscience. Tell the other party that this kind of behavior is illegal. If it is exposed, most of the police will come to investigate, but the other party will be cowarded at once. Later, it will be nothing."

"However, he told me that the person in that video is indeed An's omega, and he couldn't be more wrong. He also lamented how to take care of an omega and go to do such shameless things, and his family doesn't care."

Director Chen looked at Li Hanxiao with sympathy gradually in his eyes: "It's miserable for you to have such an ex-boyfriend."

The blood in Li Hanxiao's whole body seemed to be frozen.

After a long silence, he asked Director Chen, "Can you give me a copy of your friend's contact information?"

Director Chen: "What?"

Li Hanxiao: "After all, he is my ex-boyfriend. If this kind of thing is true, once it gets out, it will damage my reputation. I want to confirm it."

Director Chen took out his mobile phone: "I'll give you his WeChat."

Li Hanxiao: "Trouble Director Chen."

……

01:30 in the morning.

An Luo suddenly woke up from the dream.

Looking at the cold food on the table, he rubbed his eyes.

Li Hanxiao...why hasn't come back yet.

Obviously agreed to come back for the New Year's Eve dinner.

An Luo got up and was about to take the dishes to the kitchen to warm up. At this moment, he heard the sound of the door opening from the entrance.

Turning his head to look over, he saw Li Hanxiao standing there motionless.

She lowered her head slightly, unable to see what expression she had.