I help gods chase men

In the Weibo of the next stage, the script was left aside and waited for He Ren to come back to read it. He also collected a few of them himself, and they were indeed not as topical as Wang Yan's tweet.

While I was idle, I received an unexpected call from Song Xian.

"Xiao Jiang, is He Ren beside you?"

"No, I'm on the crew. What's the matter, Mr. Song?"

"He Ren will be 30 years old soon, will he live in the film or come back?"

Jiang Yue counted with her fingers, and it was indeed He Ren's birthday soon. He and He Ren had two days of birthdays. In the past, every year on his birthday, Zhou Changzhi would put a candle for He Ren by the way.

"At that time, it will definitely come back from the finale"

"That's still the old rule, give me a night in advance." Song Xian laughed, "He probably doesn't have a new rule."

"Ah..." Jiang Yue didn't know how to answer this question, "I don't know much about Brother He Ren's personal affairs."

"You can just keep him at home, keep it a secret." After saying that, he hung up without even giving him a chance to refuse.

Originally planned to meet some old friends on his birthday, and secretly put wax on He Ren, Jiang Yue was depressed and thought that his old rules would not work, and the new rule was to pimp He Ren, and the romantic arrangement would Consider it a birthday present for him.

He Ren didn't come back after finishing the filming. He stayed in Hangzhou and didn't know what he was doing. Xiao Zhou was helpless and went back to the capital to ask for help.Jiang Yue knew that he would definitely come back to the party before his birthday, so she didn't bother to rush him. Sure enough, a text message came the day before his birthday saying that he would arrive at the airport at [-] pm. Jiang Yue sent Xiao Zhou to pick him up and called Song Xian. The son rushed to the scene and asked Jiang Yue to keep He Ren until nine o'clock. Jiang Yue almost wanted to smash his mobile phone, and Zhou Changzhi was still carnivaling alone in KTV.

Grinding my teeth, I went to the supermarket to buy ingredients for Western food, made a set meal for the two of them in the kitchen, and went to the cellar to get a piece of He Ren's favorite red wine and put it in an ice bucket to wake up. All the people are dead.After speaking, it was a little sour, and I poured a glass of wine to refresh myself first.

When He Ren returned home, he saw Jiang Yue mixing salad in the western kitchen. The warm yellow light wrapped around his hair and cheeks, which was gentle and peaceful. He Ren's heart was gently touched by a pair of soft little hands, as if no matter how noisy the world was, can be isolated from this house.

"Cooking." He Ren walked to the dining room, grabbed a bacon and vegetable roll and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Hey, don't ruin the shape." Jiang Yue raised her head and saw that He Ren had eaten a hole in the plate.

"Pfft, I've finished appreciating the styling." He Ren picked up the jug and sniffed it, "Opened the bottle of my love, it seems that you miss me a lot."

"Bah" Jiang Yue gritted her teeth secretly in a corner, "It's the true love of your life that misses you."

"Fuck, it's still love steak." He Ren walked around the dining table, saw the raw beef still on the iron plate, turned his head and looked at Jiang Yue with a teasing face, "Today's moon is really round."

"Yuan your sister" Jiang Yue blushed when he saw him. She wanted to shake Song Xian out and stab him, but she thought about it and said, "Today is my birthday. I ate these two hearts by myself. I put them in the middle." It's an arrow, it pierces the heart." He picked up an asparagus and shook it.

"Huh?" He Ren showed a surprised face, "Why didn't you tell me in advance?"

As he spoke, he rummaged left and right in the suitcase, threw the dirty clothes and documents all over the floor, found nothing he wanted, and then rummaged through his trouser pockets, took out a ball and looked at it for a few times before throwing it to Jiang Yue "Send you off" Come on, just give me some food."

"What?" Jiang Yue didn't expect to receive a gift, and rubbed it in her hand for a long time. It would be hypocrisy to say that she was not moved, a birthday gift from an idol, no matter how disillusioned she is, she is an EX male god.

"The twisted Pikachu in the gastronomy machine at the entrance of the supermarket." He Ren got excited and leaned over to Jiang Yue to help him unscrew it. Oh, this product is hard to get, I can’t bear to give it if it’s not your birthday.”

"..." Jiang Yue looked at the little yellow plastic toy, and then turned her head to look at He Ren who was offering treasures. They really look alike, they are exactly the same.

"Let me make a buckle for you, you hang on to the car key." After He Ren finished speaking, he hurried to his collection room, and came out with an iron box after a while, "Your treatment is top-notch, and you must work hard in the future." Work, love the boss, respect the boss, worship the boss, especially don’t nag the boss”

"Hmm..." Jiang Yue wiped her hands and walked out of the kitchen. She silently picked up the dirty clothes thrown on the floor by He Ren in the front hall and piled them aside.He watched He Ren sitting cross-legged on the edge of the coffee table in the living room, holding a small pair of tweezers to stick buttons on Pikachu, and felt an inexplicable commotion in his heart, "He Ren, please sing me a song."

"What song are you singing?" He Ren lowered his head and carefully pressed the buckle with tweezers, "I don't like singing now."

"I really like the song "Sunflower" that you wrote by yourself back then." Jiang Yue also sat cross-legged on the side, watching He Ren's handiwork.

"Damn, listen to the idiot now." He Ren looked up to the sky and sighed, then turned his head and looked at Jiang Yue weakly with drooping eyes. "No recording, no video, no Weibo."

"Okay." Jiang Yue nodded, raised her legs and hugged her knees with both hands.

He Ren just hummed a song softly while doing handwork. His voice was much lower than before, and his face was a bit reluctant, but the familiar melody traveled through time, and the magnetic voice was accompanied by gentle The masculine breath built a bridge in Jiangyue's world.Just as it was a bridge that he no longer blocked all the good intentions of the world, now it is a bridge that opens his unknown feelings.This night, he really didn't want to give up He Ren to anyone, especially Song Xian.

The sound of the door being pushed open recalled Jiang Yue's rationality that had not yet completely fallen, but He Ren was too focused on wearing the rope to notice, and was still humming.

"It seems that someone is coming." Jiang Yue knew that Song Xian was here, so she got up quickly. He thought that Song Xian would ring the doorbell, but who knows that some people don't need to ring the doorbell in He Ren's world.

"Xiao Zhou, you haven't brought back the key yet, let him go back." He Ren picked up the roped Pikachu and shook it in front of Jiang Yue's eyes, throwing a smug look, "Master won't take jobs tonight." "

"Can you take my job?" Song Xian walked in carrying a box, "I haven't heard you sing this song for many years."

He Ren suddenly raised his head to look at Song Xian, then turned to stare at Jiang Yue, a little unbelievable.

"Okay, I appreciate it." Song Xian patted Jiang Yue on the shoulder and put the box in front of He Ren. "Online auction, Schumacher wore it, surprise!"

"It's really a surprise." He Ren smiled with the corners of his mouth crooked, threw Pikachu on the coffee table, picked up his iron box and turned into the collection room.

Song Xian shook his head, and smiled helplessly at Jiang Yue, "This bad temper has not changed at all."

Jiang Yue looked at the little yellow guy rolling around on the coffee table, blinked her eyes and said nothing.

"You go back." Song Xian frowned seeing Jiang Yue standing there without moving.

"Well, then I'll say hello to Brother He Ren." Jiang Yue took a deep breath and managed to smile.

"No need, let me tell him for you." Song Xian waved his hand and walked towards the collection room, "Go ahead. I'll talk about the day after tomorrow if I have any work. I'll go to the party with him tomorrow."

Jiang Yue bent slightly, picked up the fallen little Pikachu from the coffee table and put it in her shirt pocket, as if it wasn't close enough to her chest, not enough to restore the sudden and fleeting feeling just now.

Chapter 8

Jiang Yue’s birthday was spent on Zhou Changzhi Maiba’s famous song skewers, but a kind friend still lit a candle for him and He Ren at 12 o’clock. Jiang Yue’s life was a bit dazzling for the first time in his life. He spent the whole night thinking about what He Ren and Song Xian were doing that were inappropriate for children. The more he thought about it, the lower his pressure became, and he pulled out He Ren's candle and threw it into the trash can.

"The work pressure is so great, so don't do it." Zhou Changzhi rolled his eyes at Jiang Yue, "You are still short of this money. If you want a sense of accomplishment, go back and admit your mistake to your father. Going to your father's company will be a big name."

"Then why don't you go back and beg your father?" Jiang Yue kicked Zhou Changzhi.

"Who is with whom in our relationship?" Zhou Changzhi hooked Jiang Yue's neck with a playful smile, "Ten years later, you are not married and I am not married, why are we going to have sex?"

"You go with inflatable toys!" Jiang Yue pushed Zhou Changzhi onto the sofa, went to the karaoke machine and pressed the service "Go home, sleep!"

"Hey!" Zhou Changzhi got up and straightened his clothes, and happily agreed.

Jiang Yue really didn't provoke He Ren, and He Ren didn't look for him, everything was reversed as it was in the first three months of acquaintance.

Jiang Yue guessed that he and Song Xian had reconciled, and she was credited the most.

After half a month, Wang Yan called and said that the costume drama filmed at the beginning of the year was about to be broadcast, and asked Jiang Yue to arrange an advertising company to cooperate with the crew to do routine hype, and asked He Ren what he thought about the drama.Jiang Yue was quite speechless, feeling a little slack and dereliction of duty in her work, and inexplicably entered the stage of disregarding He Ren, but she was afraid of going to He Ren's house to see him and Song Xian lingering.

After doing some psychological construction, he still went.He rang the doorbell properly, and it was indeed a strange man who came to open the door. He was 24 or five years old, with wheat-colored skin, and a T-shirt stretched out his body with nice muscle lines. He had a tough and handsome face, small but bright eyes, and a hedgehog with short hair. , like the Chinese stars in American dramas.Jiang Yue was startled, thinking that she had gone to the wrong door.

"Are you?" The young man asked with a polite smile, and suddenly called out excitedly, "Could it be the legendary Jiang Yue?"

"Which legend..." Jiang Yuechao took a step back, looking wary.

"I am old He's friend" the man held out his hand "Yuan Lang"

"Hi, I'm Jiang Yue." Jiang Yue shook hands with him, recalling that the man in Hangzhou who gave He Ren