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

After hanging up the phone, Minglian looked at Jiang Lin, "Jiang Jiao has entered the police station, I have to go there."

Jiang Lin frowned.

Minglian touched Jiang Lin with his arm, "Come on, we can't get together tonight, you go to your little beauty, don't think I didn't see it, when I first came, a little brother approached you."

The two went out together.

Jiang Lin walked beside him, lowered his eyes and then raised them again, "I'm going to guard myself like a jade."

"Huh?" Minglian looked sideways at him.

Jiang Lin whispered, "My Bai Yueguang is ready to come back."

"You actually have white moonlight?" Minglian was surprised.

As far as he knew, this guy changed his bed partner every month during his sophomore or junior year.

Jiang Lin turned his eyes away and didn't look at Minglian, "He wasn't there before, but he's coming back soon."

Minglian subconsciously frowned.

He remembered the voice message that Qi Xuan had sent to Jiang Jiao earlier.

Qi Xuan said: If Bai Yueguang comes back, brother Jiang, won't you divorce?

This firm rhetorical question is very soulful, and "many years later" Minglian still remembers it.

"Why does everyone like Bai Yueguang..." Ming Lian sighed.

The back alley was quiet, and Jiang Lin, who was walking beside him, heard it.

He opened his mouth to defend himself, but couldn't say anything.

Jiang Lin couldn't say anything until Minglian got into the car.

police station.

Because Zhang Senlin insisted that it was a misunderstanding and it was just a small friction, and Jiang Jiao also agreed, so the police officers just asked questions, and then they can go back if they should go back.

When Ming Lian came in, he heard an old police officer lecturing, "Don't fight in the future, and speak up if you have something to say. They are all in their twenties, so be careful."

"Definitely." Zhang Senlin was already awake.

Awake.

Seeing someone coming in, the old policeman looked over and saw that the person was wearing simple clothes.

A white sweater and khaki slacks, and a pair of cowhide short boots under his feet. His face was clear and clean, but there was a kind of brilliance like peach blossoms blooming all over the mountains and plains.

"Whose family are you?" the old police officer asked.

"Mine." After entering the police station, Jiang Jiao, who hadn't spoken much, said.

Seeing Minglian approaching, Zhang Senlin's face twitched, but he still wore a flattering smile, "It's all a misunderstanding. In fact, this brother and I are high school classmates, so there is no conflict."

Minglian's eyes were indifferent, and he didn't answer Zhang Senlin's words.

Zhang Senlin's smile froze, "I drank too much earlier, I'm sorry Minglian!"

Minglian still didn't speak, and didn't give Zhang Senlin a look.

He really looked down on people like Zhang Senlin, how could a man be responsible for his behavior?

When Jiang Jiao saw Minglian, he looked him over carefully, and saw that Minglian was not injured, and he was not in a panic, so his face looked better.

"Okay, come here and sign and return." The police didn't want to keep anyone.

When Minglian signed, Jiang Jiao watched from the side.

The light fell on Minglian's smooth side face, casting shadows under his thick and curled eyelashes.

It is very deserted taste.

Jiang Jiao frowned secretly.

It seems that Minglian is still in a bad mood, and it's all due to that idiot Zhang Senlin, why did he pick the day after the death of his mother-in-law to make trouble.

It must be because of Zhang Senlin that Minglian is not in the mood to have a candlelight dinner with him.

Zhang Senlin suddenly felt a chill behind him, he subconsciously tilted his head, and saw Jiang Jiao staring at him quietly.

The indifferent and sharp eyes probably meant one thing: this thing is not over!

Zhang Senlin was about to cry.

He was punched by Ming Lian before, and now his stomach still hurts, forget it, and now he is still being targeted by Jiang Jiao.

He doesn't want pain in his body or wallet!

After signing, the leader left.

Seeing Jiang Jiao standing there motionless, Minglian finally said the first words after meeting him:

"boarding."

Just two words, nothing more.

Jiang Jiao got into the car expressionlessly and sat in the co-pilot.

When Minglian was driving, Jiang Jiao looked at him several times. In the past when they were together, Minglian was usually looking for something to talk about.

Minglian said, he listened, and if he couldn't hold back, he just said a few words.

Generally speaking, getting along is still very harmonious.

It's just that Minglian doesn't speak now.

Of course, Minglian noticed that Jiang Jiao was looking at him, and glanced back and forth. Based on his previous experience in getting along with him, Minglian knew that he must have something to say.

But he had absolutely no interest in answering.

The red light came on and the vehicle stopped.

Jiang Jiao couldn't hold back anymore, he coughed lightly, and said in a cold tone, "Leave that Zhang Senlin to me." I'll teach him a lesson for you.

Minglian snorted out of his nose, neither saying yes nor bad.

Naturally, Jiang Jiao felt that Ming Lian had answered, and his eyes drifted over, only to find that Ming Lian still had no expression.

Jiang Jiao felt a headache.

He felt that the operation of entering the police station could not divert Minglian's attention.

Maybe Minglian is still upset that he didn't go to worship his mother-in-law.

Jiang Jiao: "Stop at the pastry shop on Dong'an Street ahead."

The shop is not far away, just turn a corner.

After the vehicle stopped, Jiang Jiao unbuckled his seat belt, glanced at Minglian, and got out of the car without saying a word.

Jiang Jiao is a regular customer of this shop, and he often buys cheesecakes here.

One can buy three, one for him and two for Minglian.

However, when Jiang Jiao came out with the cake, he was shocked to find——

The car is gone!

The previous parking space is empty! !

What about Minglian? ?

Looking around, Jiang Jiao didn't find anyone.

He took out his mobile phone and made a call. The call was answered, but he seemed to know what he was asking, and said, "There is no parking there, I will go back first."

Looking at Jiang Jiao who had a row of cars parked in front of him: "..."

No way, I took a taxi back by myself.

Minglian hangs up the phone neatly and leaves Jiang Jiao there, he has no psychological burden at all.

How often does Jiang Jiao throw him at home?

Calling a taxi with a mobile phone can't be more time-consuming than preparing meals carefully.

He returned home in the dark, and when Minglian came out of the shower, Jiang Jiao also returned.

He should have just arrived, and the long windbreaker on his body has not been taken off. With the coolness brought back from the outside, he coldly climbed up to the handsome face with a strong sense of sculpture, and it became more and more difficult to get close.

Minglian couldn't help looking more.

Although Jiang Jiao is a dog, it is undeniable that he has a good face.

He is more handsome than many celebrities.

With the cake in his hand, Jiang Jiao saw Minglian coming out to the sofa in the living room, so he changed direction when he was going to the kitchen.

Putting the small cake on the table, Jiang Jiao looked at Minglian without saying a word.

I was a little looking forward to it.

According to the past, Minglian would come over and give him a kiss, usually for a long time, and sometimes in the living room.

In Jiang Jiao's expectation, Ming Lian said, "Go away, block the light."

Jiang Jiao: "???"

His face, which resembled a mountain snow lotus, cracked a few cracks at that moment.

His expression, like ice scum, collapsed.

Minglian didn't care about his expression, he opened the notebook he took out from the room, and started the unfinished manuscript.

What is the most important thing for a screenwriter, is it writing skills, or logical ability?

Actually neither.

The most important thing about being a screenwriter is to make the stories you write have explosive points, so that the audience can be highly focused.

Whether it's laughing, wondering, or bursting into tears, as long as the audience's eyes can be tightly focused on the screen, it will be a success!

The kind of movie where the audience goes to the bathroom dozens of times, don't question it, it's definitely a bad movie.

Minglian walked through a book. Although he often entered a "sleeping" state, where did his experiences end up?

Looking back at the script he wrote earlier, Ming Lian rubbed his chin.

Some of the narratives are redundant and the details aren't handled well enough.

too immature.

Need to fix it.

Jiang Jiao stood beside him, neither going to take a bath nor busy with other things, he didn't go anywhere, just staring at Minglian.

It seems to make people see a flower.

Minglian was still focused on the work in hand at the beginning, but Jiang Jiao's gaze was so existential that he couldn't ignore it.

Lifting his gaze from the notebook in his hand, Minglian asked coldly, "What's the matter?"

Jiang Jiao sat next to Minglian, "How about going to Nanshan Cemetery tomorrow?"

If Minglian didn't mention it, he would.

Although it is said that today is not a special day, but who stipulates that it must be Qingming and Double Ninth Festival to worship.

Minglian understood immediately, but said, "What are you doing there?"

My mother will not be your mother soon, no need.

Jiang Jiao was worried, but he could barely keep his face, as if Bafeng was not moving, "Go and see our mother."

"A week later, will it be your grandma's [-]th birthday?" Minglian remembered an important event.

Jiang Jiao nodded.

Ming Lian's eyes moved slightly, and he thought about it seriously. After all, he felt that it was better to wait for the old man to happily celebrate his birthday before telling them about the divorce.

Jiang Jiao is a dog, but his grandma treats him very well.

Jiang Jiao waited and waited, but Minglian fell silent.

"Nanshan Cemetery, when shall we go there tomorrow?" Jiang Jiao tried to bring up the topic just now.

Minglian stopped looking at him, and turned his eyes back to the notebook, "I'm not free tomorrow, you can go by yourself."

Jiang Jiao was stunned, unbelievable.

Surprised that Yu Minglian rejected him, this seems to be the first time!

Sure enough, he was still angry.

That idiot Zhang Senlin, you fucking wait! !

In fact, Jiang Jiao wanted to go to worship, but he didn't know the location.

"What are you busy with tomorrow?" Jiang Jiao asked.

Minglian said casually, "Busy with work. Why are you talking so much today?"

He said something casually, but Jiang Jiao froze in place, and the nerves in his brain immediately tensed up, like a string about to be torn.

It seemed that he was back in the sophomore year of high school again, when he heard Minglian say——

"I don't like people who take too much initiative, so we have nothing to do."

Jiang Jiao couldn't remember the expression of the rejected person at that time, but he remembered these words for seven years.

In order to show his indifference, Jiang Jiao refrained from asking for pleasure tonight.

He felt that the two had to keep some distance.

After a period of time, Minglian will regain his previous enthusiasm, and then he will eat again to make up for this period of time.

Ah, very good.

perfect!

With good thoughts in mind, Jiang Jiao fell asleep.

He didn't notice at all that a small pillow was placed between him and Minglian.

The author has something to say: Jiang Jiao: My wife will soon be passionate about me.

Little Pillow: Hehehe.

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Some babies may have misunderstood on the timeline, so let me sort it out:

I have been chasing Jiang Gou for five years every year, but they got married for less than a year.During those five years, the two lived together later (Jiang Gou wanted to keep the cool persona, it was impossible to live together immediately)

It doesn’t mean to whitewash Jianggou. If it’s wrong, it’s wrong. The super-large crematorium is still there. I just want to shoot when the babies scold him. The fire point is aimed at some www