Don't Pick Up Boyfriends From the Trash Bin

Ten minutes later, a man in a light gray wool suit coat appeared downstairs in the company.

Younger brother Cheng Yuan shrank in a short down jacket, the tip of his nose and the exposed part of his neck were white and powdery, his eyes were red, and he looked quite cold.

Cheng Jian frowned, and stretched out his hand a little annoyedly to loosen the woolen scarf tied around his neck.

Soon, a warm bag with men's eau de toilette wrapped around Cheng Yuan.

Cheng Yuan stretched his neck uncomfortably: "Dry."

Cheng Jian stared: "If you dare to pick it off, I will beat you."

Cheng Yuan's legs trembled, be honest.

Cheng Jian really knew how to beat people up.

At the age of seven and eight years old, Cheng Yuan is much more delicate than other children. The reason is that when he was disobedient when he was young, his elder brother copied all kinds of tools to carry out violent education, and he was trained to be obedient and soft. .

With a strong father and brother, and a weak mother, it's no wonder Cheng Yuan would indulge in it after meeting the gentle Yang Baihua, and would not look back no matter who pulled him back.

Cheng Jian grabbed Cheng Yuan's hand involuntarily, the coldness of his grip made his face even more ugly.

He tore off the gloves alternately, threw them into Cheng Yuan's arms, and mocked: "Is he so poor? Can't even afford gloves?"

Cheng Yuan tucked the scarf down, revealing his mouth,

He defended: "I don't love it."

This is true, Cheng Yuan doesn't like to wear scarves and gloves, especially scarves, and he will feel dry after wearing it for a while.

Cheng Yuan wanted to say something else, but he and Cheng Jian looked at each other and hesitated for a second.

"Speak, keep talking." Cheng Jian sneered, "If I say one thing to him, you can answer ten. You're only good enough, you can pick up a... stone as a treasure."

Chi Xiaochi, who played Cheng Yuan, sneakily said to the system: "I suspect he just wanted to talk about dung balls."

The system felt that Chi Xiaochi was right.

Cheng Jian was able to swallow the words, obviously because he didn't want to get too tense with Cheng Yuan from the beginning.

He looked at Cheng Yuan's flushed eyes and the wet spots on the side of his eyelashes: "...Did you quarrel with him?"

Cheng Yuan was one size smaller than Cheng Jian, and his hands could be folded into one of Cheng Jian's gloves to keep warm: "No, it's just that my stomach is not feeling well."

Cheng Jian: "Didn't you have breakfast?"

Cheng Yuan smiled: "Losing weight."

"Small fart." Cheng Jian pinched his waist, "I'm so skinny, doesn't it look good?!"

Cheng Yuan jumped up and down when he was pinched, and said coquettishly, "...Brother."

"Brother, let's treat your brother as bad luck for eight lifetimes." Cheng Jian put his hands in his pockets, "Why don't you drink soy milk? Then instead of going to Yonghe, go to the Yipin porridge shop over there."

As he spoke, he looked around casually and asked, "Where did you park the car?"

Cheng Yuan said naturally: "He drove to work. I came here by bus."

Cheng Jian was stunned for a moment, his eyes widened, Cheng Yuan immediately became alert, hugged his head first and rushed five steps away.

Cheng Jian really wanted to beat him up so that he could remember better, but now it was time for work, and he was at the company gate. Cheng wanted to save face, so he walked up quickly, grabbed Cheng Yuan's neck, and arrested him. In his arms: "What are you running for?"

Cheng Yuan thought he was about to be beaten, so he shrank his neck in fear: "Brother, there is someone, someone."

Noticing the panic in his younger brother's eyes, Cheng Jian's heart softened, and the arm that locked his shoulder relaxed a little.

Even so, he still opened his mouth unrelentingly, full of sarcasm without brewing it up: "Cheng Yuan, you can do it, you are very skilled at wrapping Xiaobailian. No matter how hard you work, you can earn a house." , each with food, clothing, housing, and transportation, when the time comes, he will take care of you inside, and he will take care of you outside, and he will embroider you and farm the land, and the two of you will be happy and harmonious for a long time, how wonderful it is."

Cheng Yuan bowed his head: "Brother, don't say that. He needs to use a means of transportation to go to work, and I stay at home all day, so I don't need it."

Cheng Jian was so angry that he fell on his back, but thinking of Cheng Yuan saying that his stomach was uncomfortable, he still held back his anger.

He dragged Cheng Yuan to the porridge shop: "...What kind of porridge do you want? Preserved egg and lean meat porridge, plain porridge?"

"Preserved egg and lean pork porridge."

"The mouth is quite picky."

"Thank you bro."

"Thank you, you are so beautiful with preserved eggs and lean meat. I feel sick to my stomach, just give me millet porridge."

After taking a few mouthfuls of hot porridge, Cheng Yuan's face turned pale from the cold, and a little blood came back. Except for the redness of the nose, his cheeks had regained their powdery luster, and they looked very pinchable.

Cheng Jian took off his coat, rolled up the cuffs of his shirt, and mixed vinegar for him: "What do you want from me?"

Before Cheng Yuan could speak, Cheng Jian quickly said, "If he has something to do, then please do me a favor and don't speak."

"It's not him...it's okay." Cheng Yuan picked up a crab roe steamed stuffed bun, and when he heard Cheng Jian say this, his expression was a bit perplexed: "...Brother, don't tell your parents about this, okay?"

Cheng Jian was expressionless: "It depends on the situation."

Cheng Yuan dipped the buns into the vinegar dish, and whispered, "Brother, do you have a spare house?"

Cheng Jian frowned: "...What do you want to do?"

Cheng Yuan hurriedly waved his hand: "I didn't mean that, brother, I want to borrow your house for a week, just me, no one else."

Cheng Jian: "Are you really fighting?"

Cheng Yuan looked a little lonely, he bit the side of the bun, and said vaguely: "No, his parents are coming, he wants me to avoid it."

Cheng Jian slapped the table with his palm.

With a bang, half of the people in the store looked over.

How could Cheng Jian care about these things: "His parents don't know about you and him?!"

Cheng Yuan froze, and immediately explained to Yang Baihua: "No, no. Lao Yang's parents have saved their lives, and they definitely don't want to live in a hotel. I'll move them out so they can stay..."

"Did I ask you this? It's all fucking nonsense!" Cheng Jian didn't listen to Cheng Yuan's explanation at all, "Just tell me, is he willing to let you meet his parents?"

Cheng Yuan poked the bottom of the bowl with a spoon.

"...Haven't picked it out yet?!"

"He's not ready yet..."

"No, when is he going to be ready? Until he gets married and has children or dies?"

Cheng Yuan didn't say a word, and rarely defended that person.

Seeing his younger brother's listless appearance, Cheng Jian's heart softened suddenly, and he raised his hand to touch his head, but his hand hung in mid-air for a while, and then turned into a palm that was neither light nor heavy, and patted the back of his head. Cheng Yuan's neck flinched.

Cheng Yuan said: "It's really not possible, it's fine to live in your office."

Cheng Jian became impatient: "...Don't think about it, let's eat."

Cheng Yuan raised his eyes: "Don't let parents know..."

"It's a matter of time before your parents know about your bad business." Cheng Jian was rather blunt, "Just ask for your own blessing."

After speaking, he went out with his mobile phone and contacted the residence for Cheng Yuan.

Chi Xiaochi quietly lowered his head and bit the crab roe buns. The strong aroma of crab juice and the aroma of aged acetic acid permeated his mouth. It was hot and a little scalding.

In the previous life, Cheng Yuan didn't come to Cheng Jian for help at all, but just found a friend's cat for a week.

He always felt that his family protected him too much, but he didn't know that what he lost was a fortress that was always willing to protect him from wind and rain.

When reviewing the memory of the original owner, Cheng Yuan, Chi Xiaochi deliberately moved the timeline back for a while, and saw Cheng Jian who came abroad to deal with Cheng Yuan's funeral after Cheng Yuan's death.

His elder brother who would want to wear a three-piece suit even when he goes out to take out the trash, never forgets to take care of his elder brother with hairspray and perfume, he seems to have aged ten years overnight, with long and short cyan on his chin Stubble, a long bloodstain left by a mishandling of the razor, extending from the left lower jaw to the neck, which at first glance is rather appalling.

He saw his brother's cold body in the hospital.

Cheng Yuan almost cut off half of his wrist.

... How could he handle such a deep cut.

Thinking this way, Cheng Jian took a taxi back to Yang's house in silence, got off the car on the way, and bought a kitchen knife.

Later, he almost used a kitchen knife to hack down the gate of the Yang family.But Yang Baihua and Yang Baihua's parents, who realized something was wrong, hid in the house in time, did not respond to all his hysteria, and called the police.

Harassment of a private home is an extremely serious incident abroad. The police quickly dispatched the police, arrived and subdued Cheng Jian.

When he was roughly knocked down to the ground, half of Cheng Jian's face was covered with hot sand and gravel from the sun.

He has calmed down, but he can only repeat a sentence in a murmur, his voice full of pain.

"...my brother is only 27 years old, he is not yet 30 years old."

After finishing the phone call, Cheng Jian came back and pulled the stool away: "You're moving out next week, right?"

Chi Xiaochi looked at him.

Soon, the unshaven face covered with sand and dark blood was separated from this vigorous face.

Walking out of that emotion, Chi Xiaochi successfully entered Cheng Yuan's role again, and nodded obediently: "Yeah."

"I sent you the address on WeChat. When you're full, I'll ask the driver, Xiao Yan, to take you home. Tell me again when you move. Xiao Yan keeps his mouth shut and won't talk nonsense with Dad." Cheng Jian said, "Go back In the future, don't tell Yang Baihua that you came to see me, just say that you went out to live with your friends."

When Cheng Jian is doing business, he is always capable and straightforward, and he is quick and decisive without lacking in meticulous thought, but he rarely puts this state into his daily life. To Cheng Yuan, he is just a big brother with a cruel mouth but an unreasonably soft heart. .

In other words, his attitude proved that he realized the seriousness of the problem between Cheng Yuan and Yang Baihua, and he started to care.

Before leaving, Cheng Jian left the scarf and gloves to Chi Xiaochi.

Not long after Xiaoyan sent him away from the company, Chi Xiaochi offered to get off the car.

"You should have something else to do, go get busy." Chi Xiaochi said, "I know the way back. Tell my brother, I'm too full, I can't sit still, go down and take a walk to get rid of the food."

After getting out of the car, Chi Xiaochi looked up and saw the headquarters building of "Yundu Entertainment".

This is the entertainment company signed by Tang Huan. After a series of packaging, Tang Huan has become one of the new stars in the mainland music scene, and it is Yundu Entertainment's current trump card in the music market. The status of the first sister is well-deserved.

The system asked: "What do you want to do here?"

Chi Xiaochi looked around: "Just take a look."

After leaving the audience watching his performance, Chi Xiaochi became Chi Xiaochi again.

He loosely tied the scarf into a knot, and stood there casually, half of which was heroic and half lazy, very eye-catching.

Both stars and actors have undergone long-term training in manners, which are quite different from ordinary people.Cheng Yuan's appearance is not bad, he is a pretty clean handsome guy, while Chi Xiaochi's aura undoubtedly injects aura into this slightly immature handsomeness.

Chi Xiaochi standing on the side of the road attracts the attention of passers-by from time to time. Seeing this scene, the system suddenly thought: "Mr. Chi, I have a proposal: you try to become an actor, how about it?"

Just last night, the system watched Chi Xiaochi's first movie "The Cape Murder".

At that time, Chi Xiaochi was only 18 years old, but he acted out the short life of depravity and destruction of an ordinary fishing village boy in an amazing and palpitating way.

He used the time of a movie to show everyone what talent is.

One of the emotional climaxes in the play is when his only friend dies.

The friend died to protect him, and the death was very painful. The boy from the fishing village hugged his only friend, and compiled the tune that the two yelled together when they went out to sea into a melodious minor for him to listen to.

He knew his friend's pain, so he sent him away with a smile. There was a smile in his eyes and the corners of his lips, but a tear flowed from his smiling eye.

Chi Xiaochi didn't get mad, didn't growl, and played this scene very quietly.

This subtle observation and delicate expression of the emotions of drama characters is what many actors have been pursuing throughout their lives, but Chi Xiaochi can use it at his fingertips as soon as he debuts.

He is talented, and in this world, the entertainment industry is quite developed. If he is an actor, he can be said to have great potential.

After hearing the system's proposal, Chi Xiaochi's reaction was flat: "Good idea."

Chi Xiaochi's noncommittal attitude made the system guess that he might not have such a plan.

Sure enough, Chi Xiaochi said: "For me, the so-called performance means to truly and completely become that person, and that is the greatest respect for that person."

He looked up at the building of Yundu Entertainment, and wrote casually: "This is Cheng Yuan's life, I have to live the way Cheng Yuan wants."

The system's heart skipped a beat.

... Chi Xiaochi doesn't seem to be as willful as he imagined, he doesn't know the severity.

The system asked: "Then what are your plans next?"

Chi Xiaochi didn't say a word, he took a step and walked away from the Yundu entertainment building.

On the LED screen not far away, there is a large poster of Tang Huan's jewelry endorsement, which is playing in a loop.

The Tang Huan incident was a huge turning point in Cheng Yuan's tragic life, but because of this incident, Tang Huan's popularity soared and he successfully realized his own transformation.

In Tang Huan's and Cheng Yuan's lives, one is the protagonist and the other is a supporting role, and the role of the supporting role is to set off the other's radiance with their own bleakness as much as possible.

But in Chi Xiaochi's world, he is also used to being the protagonist.

Chi Xiaochi said to himself: "...Since this is the case, then whoever is the protagonist should rely on his own ability."