After I became the protagonist Bai Yueguang, I was in the Shura field [Transmigration Book]

Qiao Ying looked up.

At the dining table, the man walking opposite Qiao's mother was handsome and handsome, with a thin three-point smile that was neither salty nor light, and the expression under his eyes was cold and indifferent, showing a machine-like coldness and inorganicness. quality.

Qin Yizhi also looked straight at him, and when he touched him, the coldness in his eyes suddenly melted, and without his knowing, it slowly turned into an indescribable joy.

Following his gaze, Mother Qiao raised her head and waved happily: "Qiao Qiao, come quickly!"

Qiao Ying raised her leg, walked towards her, and sat down on the empty seat beside Qin Yizhi.

The aura of the man next to him was very aggressive, obviously casual and mature, but it always made people feel that he was extremely dangerous.

Qiao Ying's gaze dropped, "Mom, sister-in-law, Aunt Qin." He paused, and finally called Qin Yizhi, "...Brother Qin."

Qin Yizhi didn't speak, but just moved the glass of milk in his hand and placed it next to Qiao Ying, his movements were so natural that no one could notice anything wrong.

008 took a look and found that the entire dining table was filled with beauties.

Qin's mother is the noble and beautiful of the rich and noble flowers in the world, and she has a gentleness in her aura. She has been a mother for a long time.And Qiao's mother is a standard Xiaojiabiyu, usually an elegant beauty like a dodder.The sister-in-law of the Qiao family is usually unruly, majestic and free and easy, with flaming red lips and a height of more than ten centimeters, and the posture of a strong woman.

And Qin Yizhi, who inherited the good genes of his parents, was born with a handsome face, thin lips and phoenix eyes, and a dangerous and elegant temperament.

Its host, Qiao Ying, is indifferent for thousands of years. It seems cold and indifferent, like the top of a snow mountain, sealed in ice, the most beautiful flower in the world, made of ice crystals. white flowers.

I have to say that 008 still feels that no matter where Qiao Ying's face is, whether he compares it with a man or a woman, he will always be the one who is superior.

Seeing the person whom he hadn't seen properly for nearly three months, Qin Yizhi's mood became visibly joyful to the naked eye, the corners of his lips were raised upwards, and the careless laziness subsided a little.

Qiao's mother looked at Qiao Ying and said distressedly: "Qiao Qiao, filming is so hard, you can see that you have lost so much weight, it makes people feel so distressed."

Maybe it was because of the people on the side, Qiao Ying's voice was unconsciously softer, "It's hot in summer and I don't have any appetite, and it's common to be thin."

Mother Qiao's eyes were full of distress, "I also made excuses, obviously because I am tired and thin, eat more, and make up for it." She kept adding vegetables to Qiao Ying's bowl, and it quickly filled the top of the bowl.

The sister-in-law of the Qiao family joked, "Oh, sister-in-law, didn't you look at it? If you keep picking it up, you'll have to change to a bigger bowl. If you let Qiao Qiao pick it up by yourself, Qin Yizhi, who is beside him with long arms, won't be able to pick it up. Is it? You are so far away, I am tired just looking at it."

Qin's mother smiled and echoed a few words, and Qiao's mother withdrew her hand reluctantly, still exhorting.

Qiao Ying had no choice but to say, "Mom, that's enough, there's no more room in the bowl."

He picked up the protruding bowl and finally wiped out a little bit, when the chopsticks flashed in front of his eyes, something fell into his bowl.

Qiao Ying thought it was Qiao's mother again, and just as the helplessness overflowed from her brows, she suddenly met Qin Yizhi's gaze.

"It's a little thinner, eat more." His voice was deep and magnetic, and he was like a perfect subwoofer.

Qiao Ying was slightly taken aback, but her helplessness turned into being caught off guard, and said in a low voice, "Thank you, Brother Qin."

Qin Yizhi ruined him by saying, "You're welcome."

Qiao Ying felt like he was sitting on pins and needles during the meal, he didn't dare to raise his head the whole time, for fear that he would lose control once he saw Qin Yizhi's face.

He wanted to be quiet, but someone refused to let him do so.

"Why don't you drink milk? I thought you would like to drink it."

Qiao Ying didn't look up, she obediently held the glass of milk in her hand, drank it clean in one gulp, her delicate Adam's apple slid up and down.

"I don't think so, I really like drinking."

Qin Yizhi's smile was mixed with joy, making him feel comfortable both inside and out.

"There are rewards for obedient children. Three days later, I will pick you up after work. There is a newly opened restaurant that tastes good."

Qiao Ying was slightly stunned, and didn't respond to him immediately, the joy in Qin Yizhi's eyebrows gradually faded, and the carelessness enveloped him again, and his breath became dark and heavy.

"Don't want to go? That's fine."

Feeling that he is not in a happy mood right now, Qiao Ying shook his head, and said in a low voice, "I'm not unwilling, but I'm going to attend the production team's wrap-up banquet that day, so let's move it back a day."

Qin Yizhi looked at him, and the smile on the corner of his lips rose again, which was suppressed by him, and he said unintentionally: "Where is the killing banquet, how long does it start, and how long does it end?"

Qiao Ying told him the time and place frankly, "It should be over in two hours, and it shouldn't take long."

He didn't ask Qin Yizhi why he asked this question, facing this face, he habitually said it, and he didn't want to hide it at all.

Qin Yizhi said: "I know."

It was late, after the meal, Qin Yizhi and Qin's mother left here, Qiao Ying also returned to the apartment, and Qiao's mother reluctantly confessed to him.

Qiao Ying hadn't come back for a long time, the apartment was deserted and deserted, the silent time caused dust to fall from the sky, and the dust cover was full.

Qiao Ying pulled off the dust covers on the big furniture, and the air was full of flying dust. Fortunately, he was wearing a mask so that he didn't inhale the dust that filled his nose.

Qiao Ying cleaned for more than half an hour, and she regretted it. She should have lived directly at Qiao's house. It's so troublesome to come back and spend so long.

After finishing everything, Qiao Ying breathed on the balcony for a while, and added water to the potted plants by the way, before returning to the room.

The TV was turned on, and the sound of laughing and cursing came from the stereo and echoed throughout the apartment. It was obviously very noisy, but Qiao Ying somehow felt that it was extremely empty, and there was no one else except him.

He pressed his forehead, shook all these thoughts out of his mind, and took out all the things in the suitcase and put them in the closet.

When he packed it to the bottom, his movements stopped.

At the bottom were two white-covered books of different thicknesses. They were the two books Chang Jiao gave him a month ago, and he stuffed them into the box whole and had no time to read them.

It's strange to say that Qiao Ying sometimes has no one around, but when there is someone, they must gather together.

After giving away these two books, Chang Jiao rarely appeared in front of him, as if he was busy moving, but the reason was far-fetched.

He didn't show up, and neither did Chu Yu. After finishing his work in the next city, he hurriedly flew back to City A to continue his work.

Qiao Ying regained consciousness, took out two books, put the "Thousand Autumn" that he had read into the bookshelf, chose to take the blank one, and sat down on the edge of the bed facing the bedroom window.

The headlight in the bedroom has just been adjusted to a cool color at the moment, and the wall lamp is also turned on. The warm yellow halo mixed with the cold white light pours on Qiao Ying's body, illuminating him indifferently and at the same time. Warm and soft.

Qiao Ying opened the cover of the white book, and there was a sentence written in cursive English on the title page. It was unclear, but it was framed in a box. The bottom line of small characters in italics was the translation.

[Floating light bubbles converge into a bizarre world. ]

Qiao Ying had a faint guess in his heart, and turned it back, which proved his guess. This is indeed a collection of poems, each of which is printed on pure white paper, and the font is neat and regular. It is pleasing to the eye.

Qiao Ying doesn't understand poetry. In fact, he doesn't like studying very much, especially long, complicated and boring books.

He glanced casually, and could only perceive the beauty of the text and the depth of the writer's writing skills with his excellent reading comprehension ability, but he couldn't understand the carefully hidden emotions revealed between the lines.

This is a very strong emotion, but Qiao Ying has no way of knowing it.

His patience ran out, he folded the pages of the book, and put the collection of poems where the original "A Thousand Years" had just been placed. The two books were next to each other, and together with other ordinary books, they were placed on the decorative bookshelf.

Shelved along with it, there is also a secret that has never been revealed.

……it's a pity.

The location of the wrap-up banquet is in a high-end club in Linjiang, where the night view is very beautiful. Every night, this meandering river will be hailed as the "Galaxy River on the Ground" by the people who come to watch the scenery.

Although Director Zhou looks like a bad-tempered little old man on the outside, he is still very romantic and gentle in his heart, just by looking at the location he chose.

Qiao Ying was sent to the place by the housekeeper of the Qiao family. Mother Qiao originally asked him to wear formal clothes, which would look more suave, but the sister-in-law of the Qiao family refused and let him dress casually instead.

So today he is wearing a light and luxurious V-neck T-shirt, pure white in color, and the fabric is breathable and comfortable cotton linen, and a pair of dark jeans on his lower body, paired with walking shoes, with his ankles hidden in the mouth of the shoes.

This outfit is just right, not too hot, not too cold.

Qiao Ying waved to the driver through the car window, "Uncle, you go back first, someone will pick me up later."

The driver nodded and held the steering wheel with both hands as steady as a mountain, but the speed was not so steady.

Qiao Ying had no choice but to remind again: "Uncle, drive slower next time, it's dangerous to drive so fast."

The driver said coolly, "Speed ​​and passion don't die with aging."

Qiao Ying was stunned for a moment, and suddenly the corners of her lips curled up. She was caught off guard and laughed, "Understood, Uncle, you will grow stronger and stronger, but you still have to pay attention."

Qiao Ying lowered the brim of her hat and walked into the clubhouse. Miss Memory, dressed in a neat uniform, bent her eyes and smiled without showing her teeth. "Hello, welcome."

Qiao Ying told the box number to the waiter who came to guide the way, and the latter took him to the second floor by elevator, bent down and bowed: "Please go in.

This box is the best viewing position among the boxes facing the river in the whole club.In fact, this entire row of boxes was reserved by the rich and powerful, but only this room was occupied by important personnel.

Lin Huaiyun was seated by the window. Seeing Qiao Ying push the door in, his eyes lit up suddenly, and the corners of his lips raised suddenly, signaling him to come over.

Qiao Ying walked over and sat down beside him. He said casually, "Brother Lin came early."

"Not long after we arrived, you came with us."

That's what Lin Huaiyun said, but the facts were completely different. He had been looking forward to it for several days, and finally waited until today. He pushed back the original announcement and came here early, having an unrealistic dream.

Now the dream has come true, sitting next to him for real.

Lovesickness is the hardest thing to bear, but after only a few days of separation, Lin Huaiyun felt that it was longer than his previous twenty years.

Qiao Ying looked out of the window, the river surface in the evening was sparkling, like a smooth mirror, but the fine sunset light shone on it, scattered in all directions, everywhere was as beautiful as a slowly unfolding picture scroll.

Qiao Ying watched quietly, and Lin Huaiyun's voice came from the side.

"like?"

Qiao Ying nodded, "Very beautiful."

"This river has a good name, called 'Galaxy River on the Ground'. The most beautiful thing is not now, but at night."

Lin Huaiyun's voice was soft and soft, like the river wind being sent in from the window, powerful and gentle.

Qiao Ying looked away, and the box gradually filled up with people. Several investors sat and talked with the director, and acquainted actors and stars sat together in twos and threes.

The banquet was filled with the aroma of delicious food, like an invisible hook was born out of nowhere, scurrying around in the air, stirring the index finger in the stomach.

At times like this, Qiao Ying usually stayed quietly in the corner enjoying the food.

His eyes stayed on the steamed prawns directly opposite the table several times, and he always wanted to reach out to grab them, but the distance was too far away, and peeling the prawns was very troublesome, so he had to give up with regret.

Noticing his gaze, Lin Huaiyun took a pair of gloves and put them on. He also had a plate of steamed prawns that were hardly touched by anyone.

No one in the circle knows Lin Huaiyun's family background, and his status is enough to crush all the existing starlets in the circle. There are not many people who dare to rob him or criticize him. It can be said that there are almost none.

Lin Huaiyun took an empty bowl, and slowly peeled off all the shrimps on hand one by one.

Qiao Ying was a little jealous. The empty bowl was gradually being filled up, and even raised slightly. The crystal clear shrimps were piled up after cooking, which looked very attractive.

Qiao Ying couldn't hold back, and called softly: "Brother Lin..."

Before he opened his mouth completely, Lin Huaiyun took off his gloves, picked up a shrimp with his chopsticks, and dipped it back and forth in the prepared delicious sauce.

Then the shrimp was sent into Qiao Ying's mouth.

Lin Huaiyun had a gentle smile, and the ripples of the river were reflected in his eyes, hiding a restrained and gentle brilliance.

"Try it?"

The author has something to say: I am not feeling well today, so the update is over.