[Rebirth] Messiah of the Nightingale

No matter in his previous life or now, Tang Yue has always had a bad relationship with his nominal father and stepmother, so even if Qi Yan was with him later, he didn't pay much attention to his parents.

Seeing Tang Dao's expression now, he remembered something.Tang Dao's mother was kidnapped just before Chinese New Year.

The kidnapper Lion opened his mouth and asked for a price of [-] million, but only gave a three-day time limit.Tang Yunhua almost went crazy. Three days later, the kidnappers did not hear from him. Two days later, they found Yao Meilan's body in the grass beside the highway in the suburbs.

Later forensic examination found that she had been killed four days earlier.According to the analysis of the police, something may have gone wrong, but the greater possibility is that the [-] million price offered by the kidnappers was just a smoke bomb to confuse people, and the original purpose was to kill her.

Tang Yue seemed to be certain that Yao Meilan would never come back since she disappeared, because he had said similar things to Qi Yan.

Even with Tang Yunhua's financial resources and status, the kidnapping case was still unsolved, and it was still unsolved until the time of the natural disaster.

The person in charge of solving the case was He Qianqiu's criminal police friend. When he mentioned the case later, he also implicitly hinted that there might be an internal response.

What's more, Tang Yue still has motives.

Qi Yan looked at Tang Dao, his baby face became much thinner, showing a sharp outline very similar to Tang Yue's, his brows were deeply furrowed, and his movements of eating chocolate were like swallowing medicine.

"When I was filming in Sichuan, I was almost blinded by Du Feng." Qi Yan also sat cross-legged on the bed, and the two faced each other, talking with a box of chocolates in between.

"It's so exciting," Tang Dao lowered his head, casually perfunctory, got out of bed, went to the refrigerator to fetch two cans of beer, and threw one to Qi Yan, "Did you settle the score with him?"

Chocolate with beer?Qi Yan caught it, and opened it after hesitation, "I can't for the time being, so I have to let him go first. But brother Ming kicked him hard for me several times, which can relieve my hatred." Qi Yan laughed twice, then coughed twice , "I just want to say that brother Ming is just like my own brother, so you can trust me like you trust him, and you can tell me if you have any complaints."

The corners of Tang Dao's eyes turned up, and he glanced at him coldly, "Why should I trust him?"

Qi Yan was choked again, he couldn't say it after much deliberation, but Tang Dao said by himself: "I believe him just because I slept with him? Then the whole hotel must be filled with people I can trust. "

The young man asked aggressively, so Qi Yan had no choice but to drink beer with his head down, and his mouth was full of bitterness.

Tang Dao's eyes fell on him, and he suddenly asked: "Understood, do you trust whoever you sleep with?"

puff--! !Cold beer was poured into the trachea, and Qi Yan coughed fiercely on the bedside.

Tang Dao finally laughed, flattened the can, and threw it towards the trash can in the other corner of the room. The metal trash fell into the basket accurately.He adjusted his posture, turned his head and lay next to Qi Yan, propped his head up to see the little singer coughing flushed, and wiped his face with a piece of paper, with a smile on his face, "You are so interesting, Qi Yan, how many?"

Qi Yan regained his breath, feeling that this kid is really difficult to deal with, and he obviously just wanted to comfort others, why was he being molested instead? "What...how many?"

Tang Dao moved closer, so close that he almost kissed his face, "How many people have you slept with?"

Qi Yan blushed and stared at him, "No comment!"

Tang Dao's face was wrinkled, "You know about me and He Qianming, but you don't tell me anything, it's not fair."

"It's not that I want to know!" Qi Yan roared, "Just one!" There is indeed only one in this life, so it's not a lie.

Tang Dao was happy again, pulled his wrist, and asked with sparkling eyes: "No way? People in your circle who only sleep with one are almost extinct? Who? Is it in the list on the Internet? He Qianming? His brother? My brother? Your boss Gan? Your assistant? Bi Wenning?"

Although Qi Yan felt that it was much better for him to be in high spirits now than to just let it go with a sneer and sneer, but he was about to become annoyed by his questioning.

Fortunately, the doorbell rang in time, and he took the opportunity to run to the door, glanced through the peephole, turned his head and whispered, "It's your brother."

Tang Dao looked like a Wall-E robot whose power was suddenly cut off, even his eyebrows drooped: "Don't tell him I'm here."

He jumped out of bed in a panic, looked around, and immediately opened the closet and got in to hide.

Seeing that he was well hidden, Qi Yan rubbed his eyes vigorously, pretending to be sleepy, and opened the door.

Tang Yue walked past him directly, walked into the room, looked at the mess on the bed sheet - rolling wrinkles, beer stains and chocolate, frowned, "Did you see Tang Dao?"

Qi Yan immediately replied: "I just met at the reception."

Tang Yue did seem to be in a good mood, with his hands in his trouser pockets, and his three-piece formal suit outlined his broad shoulders and long legs.He took a few steps in the room, stood in front of the closet very naturally, turned around and looked at Qi Yan, "What are you doing here?"

Qi Yan tried his best to keep his eyes from wandering to the closet, but stared firmly at Tang Yue's face, "I'm lazy."

Tang Yue smiled, raised his hand to stroke Qi Yan's hair, and suddenly grabbed the back of his neck when he wanted to avoid it. Qi Yan was led around half a circle and then leaned against the closet door. He heard Tang Yue say: "For I told Tang Dao, don't cause trouble for everyone at this time, and go back to accompany his father."

When Qi Yan thought that there was Tang Dao across the door behind him, he didn't dare to struggle too much. He only hoped that Tang Yue would leave quickly, so he turned his head to avoid his approach as much as possible, "At this time...what happened?"

"It has nothing to do with you." Tang Yue was in a happy mood, and his lips were close to his ears, flirting with each other ambiguously.

Qi Yan was angry, and raised his hand to push him, but his wrist was caught instead, and he slammed it heavily on the wooden door. He was like a fish on a chopping board, and all his resistance was weak, "At this time...you still...Tang Dao is very Frustrated."

Tang Yue smiled lowly: "What's none of my business?"

He lowered his head to enclose Qi Yan's earlobe, and sucked heavily, the little singer finally couldn't help gasping, struggling desperately, his free hand slapped Tang Yue's face, crisp and loud, Qi Yan panted heavily, "He It's your only younger brother, he obviously... cares about you so much. Why do you insist on pushing out those who care about you and value you?"

Tang Yue tilted his head slightly from that slap, and lightly licked the inside of his cheek with the tip of his tongue, smiling frivolously and lazily.He grabbed Qi Yan's shoulder without saying a word, and Qi Yan staggered and fell on the bed.The man's body rolled down, he was a full circle stronger than Qi Yan, his knees were pushed between his legs, he lowered his head to kiss, caress, and tear his clothes irresistibly.

Qi Yan felt that something exploded in his head, he kicked and pushed him desperately, even his voice was trembling, "Let... let go..."

The closet door behind him slammed loudly, as if someone had punched it.

Tang Yue stopped and sneered twice, "Are you willing to come out?"

He let go of Qi Yan and stood up, slowly arranging his tie and clothes.

Tang Dao pushed open the wooden door, unexpectedly calm, his tightly pursed lips felt like the sharpness of a blade.The calm and almost frozen appearance is at least half the same as Tang Yue's. "Are you okay?" He asked Qi Yan.

This is very ironic, he has admired and yearned for Tang Yue all his life, but after giving up on Tang Yue completely, he took a big step closer to the object of his yearning.

The two people looked at each other indifferently, Qi Yan sat up and straightened his clothes, shook his head and said that he was fine, and suddenly felt that there was nothing wrong with him here.

Tang Dao lowered his eyelids, turned around, "I'm going back."

"Wait!" Qi Yan stopped him, reached out and put the lid on the iron box back into the lunch bag and handed it to him, "Bring this."

Tang Dao hesitated for a while, then took the lunch bag and went out.

Tang Yue was also about to leave, but Qi Yan called out to him: "You...don't go on like this. Tang Yue, why do you have to hate?"

Tang Yue turned around and looked at him from head to toe, his eyes were emotionless but full of desire, showing a mocking smile, "Who do you think you are? The Virgin?"

He turned around and took a step forward, Qi Yan immediately stepped back vigilantly, shrinking to the bedside table.

"No matter how much you meddle in your own business, you won't be let off as easily as today." The man only left a warning.

There was a cold sound of a switch closing at the door, Qi Yan let out a long sigh of relief, and sat down on the ground, the joy and excitement of winning the award were completely washed away by these things.

While taking a bath at home, Qi Yan suddenly screamed.

He Qianqiu knocked on the door, "What's wrong?"

Qi Yan cried: "It's okay, the shampoo got into the eyes, don't come in, I can handle it!"

He Qianqiu went in anyway.

Qi Yan soon had no extra energy to mind that reminder.

Messiah 2.0: "Kiss non-specific objects, deduct 50 energy points."

Despite Tang Yunhua's best efforts to conceal it, the news that the richest man's wife was kidnapped soon came to light.

This is no longer just a stone that stirs up thousands of waves, but a huge wave created by a meteorite.The leak of information that should have been kept strictly confidential would only affect the safety of the hostages and disrupt the rescue operation. The person who leaked the secret obviously did it with malicious intent.

Qi Yan sat on the sofa, holding his ipad to read the news, his fingers were as cold as his chest.The kidnapper's phone call was made the day before yesterday, so in fact, the hostage has now been killed.

If he did something in advance, would Yao Meilan's fate be different?At least... survive.

Bi Wenning walked into the office, threw an exquisite white envelope on the table, and said in a gloomy tone, "Are you not feeling well today?"

"Sorry..." Qi Yan also knew that at today's party, he failed to hide all his negative emotions, "It won't happen in the future."

He picked up the envelope and looked at it, and found the LOGO of White Castle, "What's the matter?"

Bi Wenning frowned, "They sent a lawyer's letter requesting you to refuse to participate in the new schedule of "Return to the Moon" on the grounds that it conflicts with their exclusive agency contract."

Qi Yan took out the letter and read it carefully.

The reason given by the other party is very good. In addition to the New Year's plan, [-] more stores will be opened in South China, and a TV program will be produced. Qi Yan is required to participate in these related activities.So they were worried that if Qi Yan participated in the performance of Stepping on the Moon, the schedule would be affected.

Bi Wenning also said: "Our lawyers can't find any loopholes at all. It seems that you can only reject the musical."

If Tang Yue did it on purpose, it was also doing it on purpose, and there was nothing he could do.

Qi Yan said: "I see, Miss Wen Ning. Let's do this first."

Seeing his calm expression, Bi Wenning felt relieved, "What are your plans for the New Year?"

Qi Yan smiled, "Find a place where no one is around, and cultivate yourself."

He finished his day's work, and He Qianqiu went on a business trip again, so it was rare for Qi Yan to return to Shang Dong's room.

Luo Yiping was making soup for him, and while he was busy going in and out, he sighed: "Xiaoyan, it's rare for you to come back."

Qi Yan nodded, and went back to the bedroom listlessly.When the door was closed, he saw the scratches on the back of the door, four large characters: food poisoning.

He suddenly remembered what happened that night.

This is another message Tang Yue left for him before leaving, but why is it "food poisoning"?Moreover, why did Tang Yue help him?

Qi Yan took a picture of these four words, and then asked Luo Yiping to be in charge of repairing the door.

On New Year's Eve, Qi Yan was on vacation, and Luo Yiping's hometown was in the north, so he came early in the morning to bid farewell and go home.

Qi Yan wrapped a red envelope for him, and Luo Yiping left happily.

Qi Yan doesn't like celebrating the Spring Festival, because it's usually fine, but when it comes to this kind of emphasis on family reunion, it's as if the whole world is reminding him that he's homeless, which makes him feel very embarrassed.

In fact, both his parents have relatives, uncles, aunts and so on, but his family was in such a miserable situation at that time, no one dared to pick up the mess, everyone kept a respectful distance, and no one came to visit him.

Even if he has He Qianqiu now, the He family brothers have to go home for reunion.

In the end it was only him.

Qi Yan was depressed. The vacation he had won so hard was wasted. He was thinking about where to buy a plane ticket and stay for a few days.

He flipped through the system panel that had been silent for a long time. Ever since he was with He Qianqiu, he never lacked energy points.Even if 50 points were deducted last time, it was still within the acceptable range.Calling customer service is not too extravagant either.

So he felt itchy for a while, and called the customer service again.

"What's the matter?" The cold metallic voice also sounded gentle, Qi Yan smiled: "Mr. Customer Service, Happy Chinese New Year!"

"Happy Chinese New Year." The customer service didn't bother him, "but you don't sound very happy."

The customer service is too sensitive, Qi Yan praised, even if He Qianqiu can't tell this matter, but he can confide in the customer service, "Well, someone died, I... Maybe I can stop it."

"People die every day, and not even the Messiah can save everyone."

Qi Yan thought about it, and then laughed again, "You're right, Mr. Customer Service. By the way, I'm in love."

The customer service voice was cheerful, "Do you love him?"

Qi Yan said: "I have loved him for a long time, and I love him the most. But I can't tell him, or he will be even more frightened."

The customer service said: "I will keep it secret."

Qi Yan suddenly realized that he had nothing to do with the customer service, so he stammered, "If you're not busy, I'll sing you a song?"

The customer service still smiled softly: "Aren't you afraid that your lover will be jealous?"

Qi Yan: "My lover has a big heart, how could he be jealous just because I express my gratitude?"

Messiah 2.0: "Can I apply for a temporary shutdown? I can't stand you guys..."

The customer service closed it temporarily, and Qi Yan went to dig out the acoustic guitar, sat cross-legged on the carpet in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, and kindly reminded: "By the way, Mr. He said that he fell in love with me when he saw me playing the piano and singing... Don't fall in love with me, it's destined to be unrequited love."

The customer service didn't know why she smiled more cheerfully, "I've never been unrequited."

Qi Yan was relieved, lightly swept the strings, and began to sing.

"The drizzle sprinkles lightly on the top of the mountain, and the green grass listens to the call of the wind.

This world is full of nostalgia, even if it is sometimes ugly...

The wind and frost are like a whip, and the years are driving you away.

Lover, it has disappeared without a trace, leaving only this old skin, covered in dust and fatigue..."

The singing is as gentle as running water, like the sunlight flowing gently between the curtains when you first wake up in the afternoon, like the breeze passing over the surface of a gurgling stream.

The customer service listened quietly.

Qi Yan continued to sing, tears dripping down his cheeks onto the acoustic guitar.

There are two extreme types of Cancer.The first type revenges everyone with hatred because of lack of love.The second type, because of the lack of being loved, hopes that other people will not encounter the same regrets again. As compensation, he loves everyone tenderly.

Qi Yan vaguely remembered that he and Tang Yue were both Cancers.

Qi Yan sang so engrossed that he almost missed the sound of the doorbell ringing.