After wearing it back, I have no feeling for Lao Gong

New romance?

Minglian shook his head with a smile, "I really have no plans for a new relationship, I want to focus on work."

"Fuck, Jiang Jiao asked you to leave the house?" Jiang Lin's voice instantly rose several degrees.

Ming Lian was stunned for a moment, and suddenly found it funny, "It's nothing, what are you thinking about. Even if I still have money, I still have to work. People must have ideals, otherwise what is the difference between them and salted fish?"

It’s not a lie to want to focus on your career.

He hopes that one day, his scripts will be staged in major theaters one after another, and every show is full of seats.

This is probably the dream of countless screenwriters.

Jiang Lin breathed a sigh of relief, and resumed his previous laziness, "Bring a few bottles of wine over here, it's rare to be happy today, we must celebrate!"

"I'm getting a divorce, and you look happier than me." Minglian glanced at him, which made Jiang Lin laugh out loud, and the latter didn't deny it at all.

"Don't drink alcohol, you and Boss Qiu are driving here." Minglian rejected the suggestion of drinking.

Jiang Lin clicked his tongue softly, "What are you afraid of? Wait a moment and just call for a replacement driver!"

Finally got drunk.

Returning tonight at the end of the night, Minglian went back in Jiang Lin's car, and Jiang Lin called for the driver.

The substitute driver sat in the front, and Jiang Lin and Minglian sat in the back row.

It is completely used as a driver.

"Niannian, I'm really happy today." Jiang Lin leaned on the seat and called out Minglian's nickname.

As soon as he opened his mouth, the smell of alcohol gushed out.

Minglian kicked him lightly, "What are you yelling for?"

Jiang Lin just tilted his head to look at Ming Lian and smiled, repeating his happiness over and over again, but Ming Lian asked him what he was happy about, but he didn't say anything.

"Excuse me, is the Linfu of the West District turning in from this side?" the driver suddenly asked.

Because he was very familiar with another destination, the surrogate driver did not turn on the navigation.

As for another Linfu in the West District, I don't remember the way.

Minglian: "Yes."

Jiang Lin, who had been giggling all this time, suddenly trembled, as if someone had stuck a needle in his back, and he almost jumped up.

"West District Linfu?" Jiang Lin frowned, "Minglian, why are you going back there?"

Minglian was helpless, "The agent is looking for a house, and I'm not very satisfied with the few houses I found."

Some of the houses have poor orientation and cannot get sunlight, while others have satisfactory houses but not in the community.

Judging from the picture, the circuit in the community is a little old and not very safe.

For a while, Minglian couldn't find anyone he was satisfied with.

"Why don't you go live with me for a while, and move there after your house is ready." Jiang Lin came up with a suggestion.

Minglian felt that it was unnecessary, "I contacted two more agents in the afternoon, and now they are helping me find a house together. Besides, I have a lot of things, and there are many reference books. I want to move there completely, and I don't have a day or two." I can't finish it. As soon as I move into your place, there will be news from the house, won't it be another round of tossing?"

"Then why don't you just live with me, and you won't have to look for another house!" Jiang Lin said without thinking.

He drank a lot of wine just now, and the night slipped in through the half-lowered car window, falling on his flushed handsome cheeks, and his eyes were cloudy.

It seems to be drunk.

"You can live with me in the future. Didn't our brothers have been together before? We can also be together in the future!" Jiang Lin spoke with a bit of a tongue.

Minglian felt that Jiang Lin was very drunk.

But yes, I drank at least two catties of foreign wine during the meal just now.

Jiang Lin was still yelling, and after a few yells, he actually yelled for the driver to leave the West District Linfu.

"Just stop here, I'll walk back." Minglian was too noisy.

He also drank some wine, and Jiang Lin kept whining in his ears, making his nerves jump.

"But......"

"This is already the Linfu area, so I'll just take a walk after dinner to digest the food." Ming Lian said.

The surrogate driver can only drop people off halfway.

Jiang Lin was probably very drunk. After Minglian got out of the car and walked for a while, he realized, "Minglian, where are you going?"

"I'll go back first, and I'll ask you out to play some other day." Ming Lian waved to him.

I don't know where this sentence hit Jiang Lin, which made this violent lion straighten his hair instantly.

"Well, ask me out to play some other day!!" Jiang Lin shouted.

Minglian waved his hand again.

The greening of Linfu in the West District is very good. Several roads are covered with red maple trees. The autumn wind blows through and gives the red maple trees a new look.

The fiery red maple leaves fell to the ground, and the red fire burned from the tree to the ground, stretching all the way, and finally stopped at a brightly lit villa.

The door of the villa is open.

Minglian raised his eyebrows slightly, at first he thought it was Jiang Jiao who forgot to close the door after driving the car in.

But when he got closer, he found——

A large figure shrank in the half-light place.

He just huddled by the door, moved out a small low stool by himself, propped his two long legs forward a little, propped his elbows on his thighs, and rested his head in... a daze.

It is indeed in a daze, and the eyes don't have an exact focus point.

The light and shadow fell on the small half of his handsome face with sharp edges and corners. If you don't look at the sitting posture, and don't look at the dull eyes that are out of focus, people will believe that this person is an international runway model with an explosive aura.

"Are you feeding mosquitoes here?" Ming Lian stopped in front of Jiang Jiao.

Jiang Jiao was shocked, and immediately stood up, "No, no, I'll wait for you to come back."

Before shrinking back, the light and shadow only fell on half of Jiang Jiao's face, but now he stands up, his face is clear.

So the big red envelope on his left face became clear immediately.

Unexpectedly, Minglian's words became a prophecy.

Ming Lian looked at the red envelope twice more, probably because Ming Lian's eyes awakened Jiang Jiao's nerves, and he felt a little itchy belatedly.

Reaching out to touch his face, he knew the bag had been picked up by the feel of his hand.

Jiang Jiao showed remorse.

I hate mosquitoes for ruining my handsome image.

But after thinking about it again, he no longer has any image with Minglian, and now there is one more bag on his face and one less bag, it's not bad at all.

As soon as he regained consciousness, Jiang Jiao was startled to realize that there was no one in front of him.

He searched quickly, only to see Minglian walking into the house.

Quickly follow.

"Jiang Jiao, it's really unnecessary. No matter what you do, the past cannot be undone. Everyone should look forward. In the future, you will meet someone who is more suitable for you, and so will I." Minglian said as he walked.

Jiang Jiao felt that his heart was being pulled up, and he felt uncomfortable, he turned his head in embarrassment.

But I don't want to miss the opportunity to talk to Ming Lian, even if it is about this topic, "No one is better than you. I am sorry for the past. I should not...should not have lied to you. Please give I have a chance, I will change, change everything you don't like."

He only likes Minglian, and he can't accept that Minglian will be with others in the future.

Just thinking about the latter would drive him crazy.

Probably afraid that Minglian would continue the topic just now, Jiang Jiao quickly said, "The day you moved, I have time and I can help you. You have a lot of luggage and a lot of books in the study. The people from the moving company didn't How important is it, what if your things are broken?"

After a long series of words, Ming Lian finally glanced sideways at him.

The ends of his long and narrow eyes seem to be dotted with moonlight, and the beauty is beautiful, like a cat stretching its paws like you through the tent, caressing his heart one after another.

There seems to be an electric current passing by, and the whole body is crisp and itchy.

Jiang Jiao's heart was beating like a drum, and he was extremely looking forward to hearing the word "good" from Ming Lian's mouth.

I spoke, but what I said was——

"You forgot your stool."

After Minglian finished speaking, he turned his head and gestured.

The little stool that Jiang Jiao had forgotten was sitting alone by the door at the moment, feeling a bit pitiful.

Jiang Jiao was stunned for a moment, then quickly went to pick up the small stool, and then came back like a gust of wind.

Thanks to Jiang Jiao's long legs and his usual exercise, he ran very fast this time. When he came back, Minglian had just arrived at the door.

"Can I help you move?" Jiang Jiao was obsessed with the question just now, "I have been a lot of time recently, and I am also strong, so I can help you. Minglian, can you let me help you move?"

He cherishes every minute and every second now.

But after Jiang Jiao went back and forth, he felt that the disguise would not only have no effect, but it would also make Ming Lian hate him even more.

Just like what Minglian told him at the Civil Affairs Bureau.

Be honest and be yourself.

Minglian turned his head and looked at him quietly, feeling that this Jiang Jiao was very strange.

From the booklet, the seventeen or eighteen-year-old Jiang Jiao can only be imagined through words.

But now this one is alive and has not been buried in the depths by the years.

Under Jiang Jiao's expectant gaze, Ming Lian said, "Let's see again."

He didn't say yes or no, but it just made Jiang Jiao's eyes light up.

Jiang Jiao kept praying, praying that the time would slow down.

Pray that the intermediary wife has a baby, he has no time to help Minglian find a house.

I pray that the cat raised by the intermediary has a picky mouth, and after eating the cat food, he clamors for the intermediary to go to a place far away to buy cat food.

I also pray that the landlord has a close friend in his hometown whose baby is full moon, so he has to celebrate with wine, and he has no time to open the door for the agent to inspect the house.

But no matter how much you pray, what should come will still come.

Minglian's house was found on the third day.

Minglian has been packing up these days, his things are mixed with Jiang Jiao's, and it will take some effort to separate them completely.

But the time was just right, when he finished packing, the house was also in place.

The day Minglian moved was sunny and sunny, with white clouds in the sky and red maples on both sides of the road like fire.

Jiang Jiao, who was holding a big box, lowered his head in frustration.

It looks like it won't rain today.

Of course, it is impossible to use a small car to move. Jiang Jiao got a Dodge pickup from somewhere.

The space of the car is small, but not small.

But to say big, definitely not spacious.

If you use this car to move, you will definitely not be able to finish it all in one trip.

Jiang Jiao quickly picked up a box in his hand, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Minglian coming out of the room.

Breathing slightly, Jiang Jiao quickly picked up the two suitcases beside him.

Minglian's eyes paused on the pickup truck, and he saw through all Jiang Jiao's little thoughts at a glance.

When the other party passed him and was about to go back to the house to carry other luggage, Minglian said slowly, "Is your ingenuity only used in this kind of place?"

Jiang Jiao shrank his neck subconsciously. He didn't dare to speak at first, but he was afraid that Minglian would feel that he was repeating his tricks, so he said bravely, "I want to stay with you for a while."

I dare not make other excuses, I can only tell the truth.

Minglian withdrew his gaze, and headed towards the car with his book box in his arms.

Minglian has a lot of things, especially all kinds of books.

The screenwriting profession has to deal with words. If you want to write something attractive, you have to read a lot of books, and use reading to fill your stomach with ink.

From famous works at home and abroad to well-known online literature, One Hundred Thousand Whys, Unsolved Mysteries of the Universe, and even reference books, such as "Identification and Application of Chinese Herbal Medicine" and so on.

There are even these books.

When the West District Linfu was being renovated, Jiang Jiao had someone specially design three large bookshelves in the study, all of which were used to hold Minglian's books.

But now to move away, to completely empty out these three large bookshelves, it is impossible to do it without two or three trips back and forth.

He can stay with Minglian for a while longer.Jiang Jiao found candy for himself.

In reality, however, sugar isn't much of a treat.

Suddenly, several large pickup trucks drove in through the open gate.

one two three four!

There are four of them! !

"Ming Lian, I've found the car you want. Is four enough? If not, I'll call and ask them to send another car over there!" Jiang Lin leaned out from the passenger seat of one of the pickups. Come on.

Jiang Jiao was dumbfounded.

A wind blew past, blowing a lock of Jiang Jiao's forehead back slightly.

That arc is a bit shocking no matter how you look at it.