The ultimate character design of the net match circle tearing guide

This midnight farce finally came to an end in the sleep of the two hugging tightly.After waking up a few hours later, the two simply cleaned up, took a taxi and went straight to the hospital.

Rong Chuan was well aware of his parents' tricks, even if Han Ying was still on the wanted blacklist, he didn't dare to see this disease too blatantly, so he found a private hospital in a detour.The director of the hospital is an old orthopedic expert who retired from a neighboring city and went to sea. He met Rong Chuan at his nephew's birthday party before. Seeing you now, he is full of enthusiasm. He greeted him and arranged the following The doctor makes a comprehensive examination of the two patients.

After several photos were taken, Han Ying was diagnosed with three bone fractures and was immediately pushed into the operating room for treatment.Rong Chuan's injuries were milder, except for some scraped bruises, the main one was a sprained ankle. After taking blood to correct it, he was bandaged first and sent to the ward.

This private hospital is mainly for convalescence, and it has always received some wealthy owners. The environmental equipment is first-class, and the wards in the double room are equipped with TV, Internet, and private bathrooms. Opening the window, you can see an open lake view , although both of them are in a mess, but with the card in Han Ying's pocket and the dean's special care, they can watch TV and take a walk every day during their convalescence, and they live comfortably.

After lying in the ward like this for more than half a month, Han Ying couldn't bear it anymore and started clamoring to be discharged from the hospital.After all, Rong Chuan also had a lot of work and family affairs to settle. Seeing that Han Ying had almost recovered, he thought about it for a while and then nodded quickly.After completing the discharge procedures, the two rented a car and walked around the city to choose a place to stay.Han Ying reckoned that Rong Chuan would be unable to leave the borders of Xi'an for a while, and he was too lazy to be a guest in the hotel, so he planned to buy a house first on a whim.Rong Chuan's face was covered with black lines because of his serious plan to live together, but he couldn't resist the high enthusiasm of the other party. Finally, after wandering around for a few days, he found an intermediary company and rented a two-bedroom, one-living room , a small apartment that can be moved in at any time is temporarily settled.

The location of the apartment is not far from the city center. The main residents are senior white-collar workers who work in the center area. Except for commuting time on weekdays, it is also very clean.The owner of the apartment is a young couple who work in a foreign company. They were both dispatched to Europe by the company shortly after they got the apartment. They couldn’t help but feel a little distressed when the new house they decorated with their own hands was about to face the fate of being rented out. To the intermediary, the tenant must be reliable.Knowing that it was two young men who took over the offer, the landlady firmly expressed her objection, and with the guarantee of the agent, and the expatriate time imminent, she reluctantly agreed to meet the tenant.During the negotiation time, as soon as Rong Chuan's personable and personable Pu appeared on the stage, the young couple had already let go of most of their hearts. In addition, the young man sitting at the side was extraordinarily proud to clear the entire year's rent in one go. The two parties signed a rental agreement on the spot.

Han Ying was used to living in a big house, and felt that the 90-square-meter apartment was a bit small, so he muttered all the way, until Rong Chuan slapped him on the back of the head, and then he stopped screaming.In the next few days, the Internet was activated in the room one after another, computers were added, and the two of them bought a mobile phone and replaced the mobile phone card, and finally restored contact with the outside world.

Since recuperating from the illness, it has been delayed for nearly three weeks. Except for Han Ying calling the hospital to report his safety to his family halfway, he has not had time to deal with all kinds of information from Two-dimensional.Right now, Rong Chuan seems to have a lot of things to do. Since he connected to the Internet, he has been squatting in the study and typing on the computer and has no time to talk to him. Han Yingbai logged into WeChat out of boredom, and thousands of messages flooded in instantly. , The phone vibrated for almost 10 minutes before gradually returning to calm.

He has been away from Two-dimensional for too long, and now his arm has just had a plaster cast removed, so it is rare for him to lie on the bed patiently and click through the messages marked with unread reminders.Just halfway through the various memorials, a familiar head slid in front of his eyes. Han Ying's heart trembled, and he suddenly remembered that he had completely cut off contact with Fang Xin since he arrived in Xi'an. , the other party couldn't tell how angry he should be, and immediately ran to the balcony in fear, dialed a phone number, and smiled dryly before saying anything: "Xinxin, it's me... Are you busy now?"

There was no expected fierce questioning on the other end of the phone, and the soft tone sounded calm: "Xiaoying, are you done with your work? Have you gone home now?"

"Ah...not yet. It's just that there was a little accident on the way, and the mobile phone was lost. I just got a new card in the past few days, and I called you back right away."

"That's it. Since it's fine, I'm relieved..." Fang Xin didn't seem to want to pursue what kind of story the so-called "accident" was. Han Ying also heaved a sigh of relief with a slightly smiling tone: "Why?" So, is Xi'an fun?"

"It's not bad..." Although I haven't been to any places of interest in Xi'an except for the hospital for the past half month, I can only bite the bullet and talk nonsense: "Xianzi noodles are delicious, mutton steamed buns That's not bad. When you have time, I will accompany you to play again!"

"I have time now, why don't I buy a ticket at night?"

"Ah? This..."

"Pfft..." There was a clear sneer on the phone, and the voice also lowered: "Xiaoying, I don't ask why you went to Xi'an, but if you really have a boyfriend, you must Remember to tell me."

"Not yet, not yet!"

This topic is the dead spot between him and the other party. Once it is mentioned, he will only instinctively avoid it. Han Ying couldn't find another topic to change for a while in a panic, so he could only talk about it as early as a week ago He just threw out the interview video pushed to his WeChat and borrowed flowers to offer Buddha: "Oh, by the way, the interview that Gathering Gathered with you at three o'clock before has been aired, have you watched it?"

"What's there to watch?" Fang Xin is used to seeing all kinds of international media, so naturally he doesn't pay special attention to a local channel's program: "I sent me a message at Midnight Gathering, but it was very busy at that time. Didn't pay much attention. Xiaoying, why are you asking this?"

"Fuck, you must watch this video when you are free!" Han Ying also just finished the make-up class a few minutes ago, and quickly boasted half-truths: "Those questions are not technically content, but they are just for taking pictures of you. It's so beautiful!"

"I don't believe it!" The other end of the phone snorted coquettishly: "That day, the lighting was very simple, and their machines were also very ordinary. The people who took pictures were at least three times fatter, how good-looking they are!"

"Ordinary people can't resist being tested by the camera, but Xinxin, you are so beautiful, no matter how you take pictures, you will be a beauty!"

"Really?"

"Why am I lying to you?" Han Ying flattered to the end, and immediately called up the video link: "I'll send it to you right away, you can see for yourself!"

"Okay. But my phone is running out of battery, so you private message me on Weibo to link. I'll watch it on my computer."

"Ok!"

Not long after the link was posted, the notification of the private message quickly lit up. The owner of the Weibo had a naive avatar on his face, and even his tone was a little bit more coquettish: "Xiaoying, you are a big liar, this tone is like a ghost. Where does it look good?"

"Xinxin, why are you so demanding? Anyway, in my eyes, you look good no matter what!"

"Pfft...then just wait!"

A few minutes later, a selfie was posted in a private message.The young man in the photo squinted his eyes slightly, leaning lazily on the armrest of the sofa, his lips were slightly raised, and his clean face was innocent and sexy.Han Ying suddenly saw such a close-up of such an impeccable face, but couldn't help but stare at it carefully for a long while.Just as he was about to search for the few adjectives in his mind to praise, a message prompt jumped out first.Like a prank, Fang Xin directly typed a question on the trumpet homepage: "Is today beautiful? @今天或总结求结求"

For this kind of microblog that openly asks for comments, Han Ying naturally offered his highest level of praise. A few seconds later, the disgusting compliment was posted on the hottest post: "It's beautiful! It's so beautiful that I can't help it." Want to fuck you!"

Fang Xin has been familiar with this special way of complimenting him for a long time, leaving a shy expression on his face, chatting a few more words in private messages, and then drifting off offline.The conversation that Han Ying had been worried about for a long time ended in such a harmonious way that he closed Weibo contentedly, got up and walked into the study.

Rong Chuan was leaning on the sofa chair, holding a few sheets of printing paper full of English in his hands, sleeping soundly with his eyes closed, and the light of the mobile phone that was turned to silent mode on the desk was flickering non-stop, and did not disturb his sweet dreams .Han Ying couldn't bear to wake him up, so he picked up the phone and went back to the living room. Before he could speak, he pressed the answer button, a rush of inquiries came: "Chuan Chuan, where are you now? The message I sent you you Have you received it? How long are you going to hide?"

The three-stroke question did not reveal his family background, but the familiarity in his tone made it easy to guess the identity of the caller.Han Ying hesitated for a while, and it was not good to hang up the phone directly, so he could only reply in a low voice: "Rong Chuan is resting now, if you have anything to do, you can call later."

The person on the other end of the phone seemed to take a deep breath, and after a while, he tentatively said softly, "You are..."

"I'm his boyfriend!"

"..." There was another long silence, and the receiver was full of electric noise. Han Ying felt embarrassed after waiting for a while, and was about to hang up, when the person on the phone had already calmed down: "Hello , I'm Rong Xuan, Rong Chuan's sister, we met before, don't know if you remember?"

The wound from the beating half a month ago was still aching, so that so-called "meeting" was naturally not a pleasant memory.However, the other party's attitude is calm at the moment, and Han Ying is thinking about her intention to drive to see him off, so he is still embarrassed to give the other party a face: "Oh, hello, I have an impression."

"Since you still remember, then I'll cut to the chase and say it directly." In just a few seconds, Rong Xuan had obviously sorted out her thoughts, and continued to speak neatly: "Rong Chuan has been away for half a month, and there is no news at all. No, the family is already in chaos. I finally got through the phone these two days, and my mother softened her attitude and asked to talk to you, but Rong Chuan never agreed. I know my parents' temper, Rong Chuan I'm also aware of your character, but this matter can't always be deadlocked..."

"time and location?"

"Eh?" Rong Xuan was suddenly interrupted in the middle of her speech, and she didn't react for a while: "You mean... would you like to meet my mother?"

"Why don't you want to meet? I haven't done anything shameful!" Han Ying took out a cigarette from his trousers pocket and took a deep puff: "You decide the time and place, but I have two conditions."

"Huh? Tell me!"

"First, you have to find a public place, don't come out to beat me with a group of people in the middle of the conversation."

"Pfft..." His frightened vigilance caused Rong Xuan to chuckle, and then quickly added apologetically: "My mother was also angry that night, and she was very upset afterwards. I apologize for him , don't take it to heart."

"Forget it, forget it..." Anyway, I have fought, and this kind of diplomatic rhetoric can't be used as a tonic. Han Ying waved his hand at the air: "The second condition is that Rong Chuan can't let Rong Chuan know about this matter."

"no problem"

Although it was a bit unexpected, this condition coincided with Rong Xuan's thoughts: "Then add me to WeChat, and I'll send you the address later. See you at [-] o'clock tonight."

At eight o'clock in the evening, Han Ying stood at the door of a high-end private club on Yanta Road according to the address location sent by Rong Xuan.The clubhouse was set up on the top floor of a high-end office building, and the location was very hidden. After confirming his identity, the waiter standing in front of the door led him softly into the private room.

The lights in the corridor were dim, noble and elegant piano music wafted in the air, and the guests who occasionally passed by were all dressed as elites in suits and leather shoes, and they even talked in a low voice.Han Ying is used to the sensual midnight shows, and the concept of a private club is to call friends and friends, plus a charming girl with a perfect posture. Suddenly in such an environment, he just feels uncomfortable and full of enthusiasm. The heroic aura was also cooled by the strong central air conditioner.

After walking around for a while, the waiter stopped and knocked lightly on the door on the right.Han Ying swallowed his saliva, pushed open the door and walked in. There was someone sitting and waiting by the window.

This is the third time Han Ying met Pan Lin. The first time was at the birthday party of the daughter of the Li family. No time to look at her carefully.The second time was in the small courtyard of the Rong family villa. Pan Lin stood far away, hiding her angry face in the night. In contrast, the hateful scolding amidst fists and kicks left a deep impression on him. .

The two unpleasant face-to-face experiences caused Han Ying's shoulders that had just been plastered off to begin to ache again. His footsteps were like being notified by the class teacher to enter the office many years ago after the exams became popular. It took a while to stand still in front of the other party.The beautiful woman in front of her has her hair coiled up high and her skin is creamy. She wears two chic and elegant diamond stud earrings on her earlobes, and a thin rose gold necklace on her slender neck. The little girl sitting in front of the window In front of the square table.There are scrolls all over his body, the noble and calm that can only be bred after wealth and status are nourished together

Rong Chuan thought that he had inherited more of his mother's genes. The eyebrows and eyes of the two looked very similar. The details of the facial features were not impeccable beauty, but there was a vivid and unique charm in the flow of the eyebrows and eyes.It's just because of his personality, Rong Chuan is naturally casual, laughing and cursing are all lively, while Pan Lin is calm, but has a bit of indifference and reserve.

The Han family has strong genetics in terms of appearance, and there are many beauties with outstanding facial features among the elders. Since Han Qiwen's fortune began, the activities of seven aunts and eight aunts going abroad to buy shopping with tour groups have become more and more frequent.He has seen many beautiful women with a lot of money, but the aristocratic demeanor in his bones cannot be piled up overnight with money. The beautiful woman in front of him is calm and just glanced at him silently. Ying seemed to have been immobilized by Guanyin, his hands and feet were so stiff that he didn't know where to swing them.

"Please sit down."

In the stalemate, Rong Xuan, who was still sitting at the side, took the initiative to say hello first, nodded and pushed over a glass of water.Under a strong sense of oppression, Han Ying only felt grateful for the politeness, thanked him in a low voice, and sat down

His attention was all focused on Pan Lin's micro-expression, and he didn't notice that there was still bursts of heat emanating from the glass. Rong Xuan watched him grab the glass frivolously and pour it into his mouth, before he could make a sound to remind him. Han Ying had already let out a "hissy" breath, and shook his scalded hand violently, and the cup fell into a free fall on the table, splashing a splash of water.

In such a panic, Han Ying quickly jumped up, looked left and right but couldn't find a suitable dishcloth, and simply bent his elbows and swept the mess on the table to the ground. Pan Lin slightly turned her body to the side, watching his rude manner, He tidied up the mess in front of him with a frizzy posture, his brows furrowed more and more.Han Ying saw the other person's face in a blink of an eye, and realized that he probably didn't handle it well. He couldn't think of a better solution for a while, so he could only lift up the hem of the t-shirt as a rag, and wipe off the remaining water stains clean.After cleaning up like this for a few minutes, he saw that the table had returned to the clean and tidy appearance before the disaster, he let out a long sigh, sat back in the chair, and pointed uncertainly: "Uh...you didn't get burned, did you?" ?Is this okay?"

Pan Lin looked at his naked and embarrassed appearance, her face became more and more ugly, she didn't seem to understand the question in front of her, and after a long silence, she said in a deep voice: "Don't worry about these things, I came here to talk to you. You talk about Rong Chuan. According to Rong Chuan, you have known each other for a long time, right?"

"Yeah, almost seven or eight years."

"Are you classmates?"

"Oh... no, we are netizens."

Rong Chuan gave a standard answer to Xu Huilin's cross-examination when he lived in the Han family, but now he answers it by himself. Han Ying attached a detailed explanation: "We are in the middle of the chaos. know."

"C... catch?"

"It's the online distribution circle..."

The opening of the negotiation did not seem to be as tense as expected, and several questions in succession were very peaceful, which made Han Ying relax a lot: "We all like to play dubbing, so we got together to make radio dramas. It was not very good at first. Familiar, and later I was hacked on the Internet, Rong Chuan came out to help me take over the show and helped me play the lead role, and everyone got to know each other like that. But at that time, he didn’t face Ji, and I didn’t know what he looked like. It’s only been a year since we started dealing with each other in three dimensions..."

This introduction was very sincere, but it was mixed with two-dimensional terms such as "acceptance", "worthy" and "mianji" that Pan Lin couldn't understand. Seeing that Han Ying seemed to want to continue, she hurried He waved his hand: "Okay, even if you're a netizen... Then I want to ask, how much do you know about Rong Chuan?"

"Eh?"

"What I mean is, do you understand his background and growth environment, what kind of preferences and goals he has? What kind of company and support does he need on the road of life, and how can he walk towards a path that suits him and allows him A path that feels pleasurable and fulfilling?"

These questions were suddenly thrown out one after another, and one after another seemed to reveal that they did not belong to Two-dimensional. The other side of Rong Chuan, Han Ying had never explored this aspect before, so he could only Relying on my own impressions, I try to recall: "Rong Chuan... I know he is from Changchun, his family is in Xi'an, he went to university in Beijing, and later worked as a jewelry designer... He likes supporting dramas, singing, and Traveling everywhere... By the way, he also likes to eat fish, especially the crucian carp balls made by my mother!"

Pan Lin suddenly laughed, as if she realized from these childish and superficial answers that the opponent in front of her was vulnerable, even her indifferent tone was filled with a little pity: "Then you know that Rong Chuan has been in a relationship before. What kind of girlfriend have you had?"

"Ah?" Han Ying scratched his head: "I don't know... I'm not interested in women, and it doesn't matter how many times he has been in love in the past. But when I was flipping through some magazines before, I seemed to see a girl who was still pretty. Not a bad model, Rong Chuan mentioned that his first girlfriend who looks like him should be pretty pretty."

"Yes, they are all beautiful, and they are all smart and capable girls."

Pan Lin took a sip of tea slowly, and recalled leisurely: "Rong Chuan is my son, and I know his character well. Although he is easy-going and can get along with everyone, he is actually a very picky child in his bones. His father and I have achieved some small achievements in our respective fields. Rong Chuan has met many beautiful girls since he was a child, and his choice of love partner has always been an intellectual, independent and thoughtful girl. Just now you said , he likes dubbing and singing, but do you know that he has also studied painting, guitar, go, kendo, piano since he was a child... But these are just hobbies, and he can use them to pass the time when he is free , as a way to socialize, but what he really wants to do is to become an excellent jewelry designer, to carve out the best works, and let more people see and recognize him.”

"Huh?" Han Ying seemed a little surprised: "He knows so many things? I don't think I've heard him say this..."

"Then what did he tell you? What to eat? To play? Or the radio drama you mentioned just now?" Pan Lin smiled softly, with a look of winning: "Rong Chuan liked it for a while Recording into the microphone in the room or something... But after an illness a few years ago, it seems that he has rarely touched it again. These hobbies are just small episodes in his life, and it doesn't matter if he gives up. .”

When she said this, she sighed softly: "Maybe I'm speaking more bluntly. I know that my son is not very tempered, and he always likes to try new things, so as long as it's not too out of line, I and his Father is also letting it go. Because we know that after the novelty is over, he will eventually return to his own right path. But the matter between you and him, we can’t wait for him to get tired of awakening, so we must interrupt it, yes Because if this matter continues, it will be a stain on Rong Chuan that is difficult to wash away, and it will affect his normal life trajectory of getting married and starting a business. We do not force our future daughter-in-law to be of the same family, but we will definitely not tolerate our son and A man is together. You don't know him at all, you don't suit him at all, and pestering him will not help his life in any way except delay him. About this, I hope you can understand. "

Han Ying tilted his head, trying to digest this paragraph of information which was a bit lengthy for him.After a while, he frowned and tried to solve the problem: "Did you find Rong Chuan's current job for him?"

Pan Lin was slightly taken aback, she didn't expect why he would suddenly ask this question: "After Rong Chuan graduated, he was directly called into Ruiheng by his uncle, which is part of our family business."

"You mean, if he didn't hang out with his family, with his current skill points, he would have to squat on the street and eat his own food?"

"Of course not, that's not what I meant..."

"Isn't it over?"

Han Ying seemed to breathe a sigh of relief: "He can do whatever he likes, and I won't stop him. Even if I don't understand many things, there are always people who understand. He has various hobbies and wants to play, and I have If you are interested, stay with him. If you are not interested, he will find like-minded friends by himself. If he wants to further study and continue to be a gathering in the jewelry design industry, he will find someone who is more powerful to learn from. If you must find someone who is more than It is helpful for him to fall in love with more powerful people. Does that mean that everyone can only find Juju in their own circle to marry... But in that case, there are not enough points for Juju? Besides... I don't Knowing about him, as long as we are together, we will gradually understand in the future. This is not a big deal. I like him, he likes me, we like each other, and starting a family together is a normal life trajectory. If you think His relationship with me is a taint, it doesn’t matter if you have to give up on him, he is so capable, he can always support himself. Take a step back, if it’s a big deal, I can support him in the future.”

He stood up, twisted the hem of the T-shirt that was still dripping with water, and then bowed to Pan Lin, meeting her eyes calmly: "You are his mother, you hit me before I don't care about the matter. But Rong Chuan did nothing wrong, so if you still beat him or lock him up because of my relationship with him in the future, I will still take him away. Yes... I don't know if I will be a small episode in his life, will one day be like you said, suddenly tired and want to give up, and go straight back to find a girl to fall in love with and marry... But, Before he said he wanted to break up with me, I would never break up with him."