ex-husband high energy

Concert hall.

Tang Yi carefully put his beloved cello into the piano case, scratched his curly hair that had been imprisoned by pomade for several hours, loosened the black tie at the neckline, and let out a long sigh of relief.

The devil's training is finally over, and I can go home tomorrow, sleep in my own bed, hug my own pillow... The only regret is that the distance with Alpha God will be widened again.

Thinking of this, Tang Yi is a little depressed, but in fact, he and Alpha God have only met once in the imperial capital for such a long time.Dead nerds like them, and both of them are super busy studying, it seems that there are not many opportunities for dating even in the same city.

If it's just chatting on WeChat and giving food QR codes, it's the same everywhere... Tang Yi comforted himself, besides, it's really tiring to change clothes and pretend to be a girl when meeting each other.

Fortunately, Alpha God is a super gentleman. On the last date, he neither forcibly held hands nor flirted with kisses. Even when sitting together, he had to keep a distance of more than [-] centimeters... Wait, this doesn't seem like something to a CP in love good thing?

Uh—but if he was really too enthusiastic, wouldn't he be giving away his secrets?

Tang Yi felt that his logic was a bit confused, and he couldn't figure out whether he had taken advantage of it or suffered a disadvantage if he hadn't been hit by Alpha God in this way?

After standing there for a long time, he suddenly realized that he was so stupid that he couldn't help laughing "hehehe", and walked backstage with the piano case on his back.

"Tang Yi!" The manager of the orchestra stopped him, holding a small bouquet of flowers in his arms, "A music fan sent you flowers. It's amazing. Except for the conductor, no one accepts flowers at such a small concert." It’s a gift from fans!”

"Huh?" Tang Yi was a little surprised. In the manager's arms was a bouquet of delicate pink roses, with many petals ready to bloom. The flowers were just rightly dotted with tender green mint and pure white gypsophila. Hugh, low-key enthusiasm.

"Who gave it to you?" Tang Yi took the bouquet and sniffed it. The faint fragrance was refreshing, and his mood, which had been depressed due to rehearsals for the past few days, instantly became lighter.

"It was delivered by courier from the flower shop... There seems to be a card here."

Tang Yi took out a small oval card from among the flowers, with only two words on it: Tang Yi.

Completely unfamiliar handwriting, not brother, not mother, not classmate... Could it be Mrs. Xuanyuan Piaopiao?No, it's impossible, he only knows that there will be a concert tonight, but he doesn't know where the concert will be held, besides, this is a rose, why does Ji You send roses?

Uh, or are pink roses different from other roses?Tang Yi took out his mobile phone and checked it, his face flushed red - the flower language of pink roses: pure first love.

First love... An absolutely impossible face came to mind, and Tang Yi instantly felt that he was about to explode. My God, it couldn't be the Alpha God, right? ! ! !

No, it's impossible, everyone has agreed a long time ago that they will never be human to each other, how could he know my name and know that I am holding a concert here?

Someone must be playing a prank, yes, it must be my brother, he has long wanted to see me make a fool of myself!Tang Yi's face turned redder.

The manager already liked him as a cute, handsome, shy and introverted cellist. Seeing him blushing, he joked, "Who gave it to you? Girlfriend? Oh, so you have a girlfriend? It's over, there are several in the orchestra. Every girl likes you."

"No, no, I, I don't know who sent it, I don't know..." Tang Yi probably only expressed his nature unscrupulously when he was wearing an "Omega" vest. With a natural sense of fear and alienation, he held the rose and murmured for a while, then ran away with the cello on his back, "I, I'm catching the subway, and I'm leaving the teacher first!"

"Slow down, watch out for falling!" The manager shouted after him, and shook his head amusedly. This kid is so cute, even shy.

Tang Yi ran out of the concert hall in one breath and found that it was raining outside. Thin raindrops were falling from the dark sky of the warehouse, reflected by the neon signboards of the opposite building, faintly showing a faint rainbow in the dark night.

The phone rang, and a small QR code popped up from WeChat. Tang Yi opened it and saw that it was a message from God Alpha: "You have worked hard on the performance. I will reward you with a cup of hot drink and have a good dream."

Tang Yi breathed a sigh of relief quietly - the flowers should not have been sent by him, otherwise why would he send hot drinks?

Immediately afterwards, I felt a little weirdly disappointed—why didn't he send it to me...

What a tangled fool I am!Tang Yi sighed, and swiped the QR code on the vending machine with a rose in his arms. What he got this time was a cup of warm ginger milk tea.

The milk tea exudes a warm and sweet smell in the rainy night. Tang Yi took a small sip and narrowed his eyes comfortably.At the opposite subway station, a yellow and square three-dimensional image of SpongeBob SquarePants ran around in the billboard on the top of the ticket office, yelling:

"Where there is moss, there is civilization!"

"This city should be destroyed, or at least painted pink!"

"Soap, soap, I need a soap!"

Tang Yi: "..." The scriptwriter must have been eaten by dogs, right?

Taking the subway to the hotel where his brother stayed, Tang Yi walked into the lobby with his cello on his back, and found that the place was very lively at night. A few sharp-eyed policemen were standing at the front desk, talking to the waiter.

"Xiao Yi!" Tang Hui sat waiting for him in the coffee shop on the right side of the lobby, waved to him, and came out, "Why don't you take an umbrella? If you get wet, you will get sick. I told you earlier that I will pick you up." of……"

"You will get lost." Tang Yi mercilessly exposed his brother's background, "If I get lost, I have to find you."

"... There is a kind of people in the world called taxi drivers. I heard that they have special skills that will never get lost." Tang Hui took out a handkerchief and wiped the water droplets on his head, "Are you hungry? Shall I take you out?" Have supper?"

"There is a thing in this world called takeaway. I heard that you don't have to go out in the rain to deliver it to your door." Tang Yi waved his brother's hand, "I want to eat shrimp dumplings and rice rolls, and you can look at the others."

"I'll call you here." Tang Hui didn't think it was disobedient, took the cello on his shoulder, and went to pick up the roses, "Hey, is there anyone else sending flowers? Who is it? Do you have fans?"

Tang Yi curled his lips: "I won't tell you!" Tch!Are you really pretending to be a music fan to send flowers just to laugh at me?

"Let's go, go back to your room and order takeaway, well, you have to take a shower first."

Tang Yi glanced at the policemen in the distance and asked him, "What are those people doing? Is there any big person living here? Is martial law required?"

"A case happened in the hotel, they are here to handle the case." Tang Hui said vaguely, "Don't worry about it, it has nothing to do with you."

"Oh." Tang Yi got on the elevator, and the elevator door slowly closed. He suddenly saw a familiar figure coming down from the opposite elevator.

Mrs. Xuanyuan Piao Piao? !Tang Yi's eyes widened all of a sudden, and he subconsciously went to block the elevator door, then realized that he was wearing men's clothing, so he took his hand back angrily.Tang Hui was poking his phone with his head down. He noticed his younger brother's strange movements. He looked up and saw a familiar silhouette in the crack of the door.

The little policeman?

Tang Hui looked at his younger brother, a flash of light flashed in his mind, and he finally remembered where he had seen him before—in the dating photos secretly taken by Xiao Erhei, wasn't he the one Xiao Yi had a crush on?

Xuanyuan fluttering?Web writer?How did he get mixed up with the police?Tang Hui frowned slightly, hesitated to speak, and finally didn't ask anything.

In the business suite, after taking a shower, Tang Yi was lying on the big bed in a large white bathrobe and playing with his mobile phone.Tang Hui opened the snacks delivered by the takeaway and arranged them, and called him: "Xiao Yi, go change into your pajamas, come and eat after changing, it will be cold in a while."

Tang Yi rolled off the bed, changed into SpongeBob SquarePants pajamas, sat cross-legged on the sofa and ate shrimp dumplings, and then picked up a horseshoe cake that he didn't like and stuffed it into his brother's mouth.Tang Hui poured him a glass of sugarcane juice: "Don't choke, drink some of this."

Tang Yi swallowed two shrimp dumplings and asked Tang Hui, "Brother, did you say you want to make a movie?"

"Well, it's not me, it's you Brother Zheng. His film and television company is looking for projects recently." Tang Hui opened a piece of glutinous rice chicken and took out the chicken wings inside, "Open your mouth."

Tang Yi bit the chicken wing, and asked vaguely: "Zheng Datou? Then tell him for me, I want to make a movie with him."

"Nonsense, how old are you? Do you have money?" Tang Hui said angrily, "Don't call him Zheng Datou in the future, it doesn't matter how big or small."

"I'm up to you, call me whatever you want."

"How old am I and how old are you?" Tang Hui threw him a tissue, "Wipe your mouth, how old you are will make your face after eating."

"Do you think I'm big or I'm small?" Tang Yi wiped his mouth indiscriminately, and said, "I don't care, I have already promised my natal author to help him make a palace fight drama, and it won't cost much anyway. If you spend it, you can earn it back, so why don’t you contribute some money to co-shoot with Brother Zheng?”

Tang Hui sank for a moment, wiped the glutinous rice on his hands, and said seriously: "Okay, since you want to discuss business with me, then tell me honestly, what is the name of the author you like, whether it is male or female ,what occupation?"

"His name is Xuanyuan Piaopiao. He has been writing for several years. He is a very famous Internet writer." Tang Yi also became serious. "He is a man. We have met before. His occupation...is he probably a part-time job? Many writers are It’s a sideline business, which has nothing to do with the main business, right?”

Tang Hui leaned back, looked at his younger brother deeply, and quickly sorted out all the things in his heart, and said, "Let me think about it, Xiao Yi, investing in film and television dramas is not a small amount, since you want to take it as a matter Come do it, then be serious, and write a plan for me later.”

"Uh." Tang Yi nodded his head. In his short 16 years of life, it seems that he hasn't really done any big business, but thinking about it, Xuanyuan Piao Piaoda did not hesitate to write tens of thousands of words in a few days in order to catch the murderer. For Benghuaiwen, it doesn't seem like a big deal to use your brain to write a plan, so you nodded solemnly: "Okay, I'll write it right away."

"The wind is the rain, and I didn't say I want it now. Go back and write slowly. I'll say hello to Brother Zheng first." Tang Hui shook his head and sighed, "Are you full? Watch TV when you're full. Digest, go to bed early, and go to the airport tomorrow morning."

Tang Yi picked up the box containing the shrimp dumplings and waved: "The rest are yours."

Tang Hui got up and cleaned up the rest, pushed open the balcony door, and went outside to make a phone call.

The night was dark, the rain was not heavy, and the neon lights were flickering in the distance. Tang Hui looked into the distance with heavy eyes, and his voice was still steady and gentle: "Mr. Zheng? It's me, you Brother Tang."

"...Fortunately, I just came back from the United States this morning... That's it, that kid Xiaoyi, you know, always thinks of what comes out, and recently I'm promoting an Internet writer, and I want to make a movie with the other's work The drama... You can watch it first, don't care about any online dramas, TV dramas and movies, as long as his wish is fulfilled... I can invest part of it, and I won't let you take the risk alone... Small things, let's find time when I go back Let's have a meal together...OK."

After hanging up the phone, Tang Hui took out a cigarette case from his trouser pocket, bowed his head and lit a cigarette.

The fire was flickering in the wind, he squinted his eyes at the slowly rising blue smoke, and slowly exhaled the bitter smoke from his mouth.

For some things, since you have decided to protect them with your life, you should be cautious and play a bigger role.

As long as Xiaoyi is happy...

"Tang Hui! You're smoking again!!" Tang Yi slammed on the balcony door, crossed his fingers and looked at him angrily, "I found a fine of [-] yuan once! Don't think that you can just smoke casually if you have a lot of money, I'm going to tell mom!"

Tang Hui frantically snuffed out the cigarette butts, pushed the door to enter, but found it was locked, so he took out his mobile phone and sent a 5 yuan WeChat red envelope.

Five minutes later, he finally returned from the windy balcony to the warm bedroom.

Looking at his younger brother who flung himself into bed and pretended to be asleep, Tang Hui smiled and sighed, tucked him in the quilt, sat on the sofa and started searching for "Xuanyuan Piaopiao".

By the way, what did this person write?Have you become so obsessed with a self-enclosed dead house?

The author has something to say: Two hackers' QR code love...

Sang Han: Actually, I also sent flowers...

Uncle Cat: Who knows?

Sang Han: silently took out the pistol...

PS. All CPs in this article are HE, the process will have twists and turns, but there is absolutely no regret.

【S4. MARRYME】