Flirting with ex-boyfriend on reality show

Wen Langyun followed behind the two of them, and slowly walked into the banquet hall. The banquet hall was beautifully decorated, with large clusters of white lilies against the backdrop of pink tulle, exuding a sweet and romantic atmosphere.

As Song Anjun and the beautiful woman stepped into the banquet hall, there was warm applause in the banquet hall, and the waiter rolled out the five-layer cake that had been prepared earlier from the banquet hall. The domineering and flamboyant smile that emerged was just like a little Song Anjun!

"Thank you for coming to the engagement banquet of Mr. Song Anjun and Ms. Qi Yufei..." The host standing on the stage said loudly at this moment.

Amidst the cheers and laughter of the people around, Wen Langyun, who was leaning against the door, had turbulent dark eyes, but a cold sneer slowly appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"This is what you said: the more important you are, the more cautious you will be. If you attach your own future to a relationship, it will never be easy?" Wen Langyun stared at the man and woman in the center of the crowd who were receiving blessings from everyone, and muttered to himself : "It turns out that I have never existed in your future! That's why you can show it so easily!"

After a long time, Wen Langjun took the red wine glass from the waiter who passed by him, and walked towards Song Anjun who had finished the ceremony and was accepting the toast with a blank expression.

"Young Master Song, congratulations!" Wen Langyun walked up to Song Anjun, stared into his eyes, raised his glass, and said word by word: "Engagement-marriage-happy!"

"Liangliang, why are you here?" The embarrassment flashed across Song Anjun's face.

"Can't I come?" Wen Langyun asked indifferently.

Song Anjun, who was still a little embarrassed when he saw Wen Langyun just now, returned to his usual appearance, and returned with a playful smile: "That's not true, am I afraid of embarrassing you?"

"You're engaged, why should I be embarrassed?" Although Wen Langyun said a question, her tone was indifferent and cold, without any ups and downs.

"Liangliang, what's wrong with you? Is it because I didn't tell you in advance, so you are angry with me?" Song Anjun carefully looked at Wen Langyun, and only then noticed his distressed appearance.

Song Anjun pulled Wen Langyun into the corner, and said to him in a low voice, "Go and wash first, change your clothes, and then we'll talk!"

"What can we talk about?" Although Wen Langyun didn't break free from his pull, it was obvious that he had no intention of doing what he said.

While the two were talking, Wen Langyun had already been dragged into a corner by Song Anjun.

"Liangliang, are you angry with me? I wanted to tell you today, but you lost your mind as soon as you came, and then ran out in a hurry, so I didn't have a chance to say..." Song Anjun saw him like this, Had to pull him to explain.

"So, you think it's just your fault that you didn't tell me in advance that you're holding an engagement banquet tonight?" Wen Langyun looked at Song Anjun in disbelief.

"Yeah, if I told you in advance, you wouldn't be so angry with me!" Song Anjun scratched his head in frustration.

"Hehe..." Wen Langyun sneered, "Is it fun to play with me?" After speaking, he shook off Song Anjun's hand, turned and left.

After Song Anjun was stunned for a moment, he quickly took two steps forward and grabbed Wen Langyun again, and said impatiently, "When did I play tricks on you!"

Wen Langyun turned his head and looked at Song Anjun who had a puzzled expression on his face. There was silence in his dark eyes, and the gloomy gaze made people shudder.

It wasn't until this time that Song Anjun vaguely understood what Wen Langjun meant. Under Wen Langjun's serious gaze, Nuonuo whispered: "Whether I'm engaged or not doesn't affect my liking for you! We two big men also It is impossible to get married, besides, I have an inescapable responsibility to the family..."

"Who says two men can't get married? The same-sex marriage bill has already been passed!" Wen Langyun interrupted Song Anjun coldly.

"Ah!" Song Anjun exclaimed, because the same-sex marriage bill had just been passed, he hadn't thought of it for a while, "But...but even if same-sex marriages are allowed, there is no way to have children, and the family will be passed on!"

Song Anjun's voice grew louder the more he spoke, as if he had finally found a reason to refute Wen Langyun confidently.

Wen Langyun looked at Song Anjun, who was becoming more and more confident, and suddenly felt that this childhood friend in front of him was so strange. It turned out that the missing twenty years between the two had already changed the familiarity beyond recognition!

Wen Langyun took a deep look at Song Anjun, then turned and left without saying a word.

At this moment, he seemed to lose something, and also seemed to gain something. Only he himself knew that he was no longer the person he used to be!

After returning home and taking a hot bath, Wen Langyun fell asleep with his head covered. Cha Xiaoxian's funeral was still waiting for him to deal with. He couldn't let himself be weak at this time.

A day later, in the funeral parlor, when Wen Langyun looked at Cha Xiaoxian who was quietly lying in the transparent coffin surrounded by white chrysanthemums and red roses, he couldn't help but shed tears again.

The young man who always wore heavy make-up and dressed up in a flirtatious bag was now plain and elegant, without the dusty air, but also without the freshness.

The deserted funeral parlor silently told what kind of life this young man who ended his own life in his best years had lived!

No relatives, no friends, no... lovers!

If he hadn't saved himself by chance, he would never have walked into his life. Knowing his sincerity, he would probably be like those who don't know him, sighing that he has done his own crime, he can't live!

But even if it's just me, I'll give you a good ride!

Wen Langyun just quietly stood by Cha Xiaoxian who was lying there unconsciously, Xia Rongtian walked in from the outside without making a sound, leaned into Wen Langyun's ear and whispered: "Brother Wen, According to the records of the police station, I notified Cha Xiaoxian's parents of his death, but his parents said that they did not have him as a son. They heard that they had another son more than ten years ago, and it was impossible for them to come to the farewell ceremony. Brother Wen, don't wait any longer, just push it to cremation!"

Hearing Xia Rongtian's words, Wen Langyun felt like a knife was piercing his heart. Even though Cha Xiaoxian was lying there unconsciously, this person seemed to be still there, but if he was really cremated, he would really be ashes to ashes. Return to soil, there is no such person in the world anymore!

Just as Wen Langyun was hesitating, a figure suddenly flashed by the door of the funeral parlor.

Wen Langyun stared at the evasive figure at the door, and suddenly said: "Since no one is willing to come and see him off, let's go to cremation!"

Xia Rongtian looked at Wen Langyun in some perplexity, seeing that his eyes had been looking at the door of the funeral parlor, thinking that he was sad and wanted to end all this quickly, so he hurriedly asked the staff to push Cha Xiaoxian's coffin in.

However, Wen Langyun walked quickly to the door of the funeral parlor at this moment, and said softly to the man who was hesitating at the door: "You are Shang Luoxi, right! Now that you're here, why don't you go in and see him for the last time?"

"I..." Shang Luoxi was a little at a loss. Although he didn't know when Wen Langyun and Cha Xiaoxian had such a good relationship, since Wen Langyun can appear here, it shows that he and Cha Xiaoxian have an extraordinary relationship , but he was so kind to himself who indirectly killed Cha Xiaoxian, which made Shang Luoxi a little at a loss as to what to do.

"Mr. Shang, don't blame yourself. You know how much Xiaoxian loves you!" Wen Langyun said up to this point, raised his hand and took out a photo from his suit pocket, and handed it to Shang Luoxi, "This It is Xiaoxian's only relic, he held my hand before he died, and told me to give it to you, and said... He also said that he would not regret meeting you in this life!"

Shang Luoxi took the photo that Wen Langyun handed over. In the photo, he was still in college. Although his face was ordinary but his temperament was refreshing, Cha Xiaoxian hugged himself in sportswear from behind, and smiled heartlessly and brilliantly at the camera. .

Tears flowed down unexpectedly like this. After hearing what Wen Langyun said just now, Shang Luoxi, who felt even more uncomfortable, was silent for a moment, and then whispered: "Then I'll go in and see him!"

Wen Langyun, who was standing in front of him, didn't move, but replied with a regretful tone: "What should I do? You're late, he was just pushed to be cremated! I'm afraid you won't see him for the last time!"

"What!" Shang Luoxi staggered back two steps, and looked at Wen Langyun in disbelief, "The time to bid farewell to the body is not over yet, why?"

"Because no one came to say goodbye to him, it had to end early. It's a pity that you didn't get to see him for the last time!"

Behind Shang Luoxi's distraught back, Wen Langyun, who was standing on the steps of the funeral home, showed a cold and cruel smile, "Do you want to hear how much he hates you, so that you can feel better? No! I absolutely I won't give you this chance, I want you to live in pain forever with a stronger sense of guilt than before!"

As the sky gradually turned cloudy, Wen Langyun carefully put the urn into the cemetery. He gently stroked the familiar Chinese characters on the black marble tombstone, but he couldn't distinguish him from the one who was drinking and chatting with him not long ago. young people are connected.

The snow fell slowly one by one, and the first snow of this year fell without warning, as if it was also sending off that poor young man.

The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and in the deserted cemetery, Wen Langyun just sat blankly in front of the black marble tombstone, reaching out to stroke the snowflakes that fell on the tombstone from time to time, refusing to let the falling snowflakes erase the name. Covering, but totally disregarding the accumulation of snowflakes on his body, which has gradually melted.

Suddenly a big black umbrella was raised above Wen Langyun's head, covering the heavy snow for him.

"Go back! You can't come back from death, so why bother!" Cheng Yichen said softly, looking at Wen Langyun who was sitting on the ground dazed all over.

Wen Langyun slowly turned his head to look at Cheng Yichen, his dark eyes were lifeless, and after a while, he said in a hoarse voice mockingly: "Who are you to me? You don't need to worry about my affairs!"

"What did you say!" Although Cheng Yichen knew that he was very sad because of Cha Xiaoxian's death, he never thought that he would say such words to himself.

"What did I say?" Wen Langyun stood up staggeringly, looked directly into Cheng Yichen's eyes, and asked in a raised tone: "If I had more trust in you and our relationship, nothing would have happened ? Haha, how funny!"

Wen Langyun suddenly grabbed Cheng Yichen's collar, and roared in a low voice: "The light green T-shirt that Chu Jinbai wore that day was my clothes! Who is that person who doesn't trust me and our relationship!"

Following Wen Langyun's angry roar, Cheng Yichen's brain exploded, and countless memory fragments swarmed in, and the big black umbrella in his hand slid down feebly, and fell on this piece of white snow.