[Rebirth] Messiah of the Nightingale

The sugar cube melted quickly, and slowly dripped into the absinthe through the gorgeous hollow gap of the flat silver spoon on the rim of the cup, like a little tear that was finally squeezed out.

Tang Yue still sat quietly in the Victorian-style armchair, looking at Qi Yan almost tenderly, "I heard you like it very much."

In his previous life, Qi Yan really liked this kind of cocktail that has hallucinogenic effects, magnificent colors, and is especially suitable for pretending.

Van Gogh is said to have gone crazy drinking absinthe, and Hemingway also liked to mix absinthe with whiskey, and he also took a romantic name called Death in the Afternoon.

He once also agreed with some Romantics that hallucinations are almost equal to inspiration.Besides, it's more comfortable to do certain things when you're slightly intoxicated and ecstatic.

On the night when he and Tang Yue officially confirmed their relationship, absinthe was also used to celebrate, so Tang Yue called it "the emerald of the first night".

Even in the first few months of the natural disaster, he would only hide in Tang Yue's protective cage, drink absinthe desperately, use alcohol and hallucinogens to numb his mind, and escape from the dead bodies and despair all over the floor.

But since he woke up, it should be said, since he was reborn, he was unwilling to live this decadent life of drunkenness and dreaming.

The glass of wine was placed in front of him, as if reminding him of the absurdity and depravity of his previous life.Those unbearable memories are like a stubborn scratch on the computer LCD screen, which cannot be wiped off or filled.Normally, he could deceive himself as if it hadn't happened, but when he was reminded, it was like a slap in the face, making his mind buzzing and dazed.

"I, quit. This thing is addictive and bad for the body and mind." Qi Yan finally said dryly, refusing to reach out to touch the cup.

Tang Yue smiled lightly, still holding the ice-cube whiskey glass in his hand, "Compared to when we first met, you have changed a lot."

Qi Yan recalled carefully, what he said should be when he signed the contract, in less than a year, he has changed so much?

The so-called Juyiqi, Yangyi body, his changes are mostly affected by the continuous evolution of the surrounding environment.And the shadow of the decadent and self-defeating past, so the previous anger dissipated completely, and a friendly and warm smile changed, "Probably close to Zhu Zhechi."

Tang Yue's gaze was focused and deep, with an inexplicable and profound meaning, which made Qi Yan jump with fear.Because he couldn't guess his intentions, he became even more uneasy.

But he didn't say any more, and turned his head to look at the fountain outside the window, "The Goddess of Youth fountain over there uses Elfa Volcanic Water, which is airlifted directly from Germany and replaced every morning."

Qi Yan was born as a bitter child, so he didn't realize the meaning of health, taste or style contained in it. He only felt that the imported mineral water in this big pool alone cost an estimated daily operating cost of 10,000+.He really couldn't help it, and expressed his opinion: "This way of burning money is really... for no reason." He said it tactfully, but actually wanted to say that he was sick.

Tang Yue continued: "This is a way of life you can't understand, Xiao Yan, but 99% of the people in this world are yearning for it."

Qi Yan smiled, he still didn't touch the glass of absinthe, but picked up the clear water glass on the side, and took a sip to relieve the thirst in his throat.He sang on the stage for nearly two hours, and wanted to rest very much. He didn't want to fight with Tang Yuexu, "So what? When I was young, I still yearned to be an Ultraman."

Tang Yue didn't accompany him to the crooked building: "But you have this chance."

Qi Yan sighed: "Mr. Tang, why haven't you given up yet?"

Tang Yue smiled softly, "This is only good for you. Dragon's Hall controls more than half of the country's media channels, my father is in poor health, and all the family businesses of the Tang family are under my control, including Galaxy Studios .If you follow me, I can make you No.1 in the entertainment circle."

Galaxy Studios ranks first in terms of overall strength and coverage among theater chains across the country. Movies, in addition to their own quality, are also very particular about the schedule and time of broadcasting.The prime time period and prime time period also have a huge boost to the box office.

At that time, even if Qi Yan's acting skills can only play a stone, the mailbox will still be full of movie appointments.

Eight out of ten people may be moved, but Qi Yan still remembers his fate.

What's more, he still has He Qianqiu.

"Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Tang." Qi Yan stood up, he was wearing a silver-gray casual suit today, and the material reflected the light like water waves between his movements, which made the young man have a clean and hearty temperament, "If nothing else I want to rest first."

"I'll give you three days to think about it."

Qi Yan laughed, "Thanks to the wrong love, but this matter does not need to be considered."

After he finished speaking this time, he walked away without looking back, and no one stopped him.

Tang Yue let him go far away, and for the first time felt a sense of irritability that things were out of control. He closed his eyes and kneaded his temples silently.

He had a dream a few days ago. In the dream, Qi Yan looked older than he is now. He looked about 25 and six, with pale complexion and lazy movements. He was only wearing a taffeta pajamas with vine print. She was naked, only fastened loosely with a belt, and her slender, slender legs were exposed from the middle of the hem when she was walking, giving her a flashy and rotten beauty.

He personally mixed a glass of absinthe for Qi Yan, fed him several glasses, hugged him, kissed him, and lingered all night on the starry terrace.

Then, taking advantage of the young man's loss of consciousness, he put on the platinum wedding ring that he had prepared a long time ago.

When Qi Yan woke up in a daze the next day, he stared at the ring in a daze for a long time, and finally asked him hesitantly, what is the ring for?

He said, "Marry you."

The young man showed an expression of surprise and surprise, and jumped on him, full of vitality in an instant, as if suddenly changing from a deep red rose in full bloom to a golden sunflower just blooming with morning dew.

Tang Yue didn't understand the meaning of this dream.He was interested in that young man, but not to the extent that he wanted to play same-sex marriage with him.

Now being rejected, the first thing that comes out is relief.But then, the invisible hole gradually expanded in the heart, as if it wanted to swallow him whole.

Qi Yan went back to the room, took a hasty shower, changed into the unnamed Zhengyi shirt version, and called Luo Yiping over again.

He put on his trousers, took out the sneakers from his travel bag, and when he heard Luo Yiping enter the door, he said, "Yiping, I..."

Luo Yiping nodded hastily: "I understand, I will watch the door for you, do you need to call in half an hour?"

His immediate boss was going to be an agent again, so Luo Yiping wisely didn't ask any more questions.

Qi Yan coughed, feeling a little embarrassed, but he couldn't find an excuse, so he just passed on vaguely, "No, you wait for my call this time."

He closed his eyes first, and recalled the structure of this building called the Versailles Building. It covers a wide area and is only five floors high. The first floor is used for entertainment, gatherings and dining. Qi Yan's small concert is on the first floor. concert hall.

The second to fifth floors are guest rooms.The third underground floor is said to be a warehouse and wine cellar to the outside world. In fact, there are some special-purpose rooms for guests who do not want others to see them.

Tang Dao is on the basement floor.

Qi Yan has the blessing of a golden finger, so he doesn't worry about being caught by the camera. He just needs to carefully avoid the staff, slip through the fire escape to the basement floor, find Tang Dao's room without much effort, and press the doorbell.

Tang Dao was a little surprised when he opened the door, but he seemed to be in good spirits. Qi Yan was afraid that he would shut himself out of the door, so he stretched out his foot to block the door, "Can I go in?"

"I'll let you in without pretending to be a hooligan flirt." Tang Dao looked at him coldly.

Qi Yan withdrew his foot awkwardly, and the door in front of him immediately closed with a bang.

Before he could react, the door opened again.

Qi Yan couldn't help but lamented that the child was getting more and more awkward, so he hurried into the room and closed the door with his backhand.

Tang Dao was wearing a light blue bathrobe provided by the nursing home, peeling melon seeds with his back facing him, because he quit drinking, smoking and junk food, he now only has a few snack options left, such as spiced sunflower seeds, "How did you find it? "

Qi Yan touched his head and smiled handsomely, "Snakes have their own ways. Xiaodao, have you cured your alcohol addiction?"

Tang Dao's ears were a little red, and his hands stopped, "Well, basically."

"Brother Ming is really amazing." Qi Yan didn't know the truth, so he praised him sincerely, "How did he cure you?"

Tang Dao turned around suddenly, his face flushed, "What are you doing here?"

Qi Yan felt that his conversational skills really needed to be honed, so he could only speak bluntly at this time, "Brother Ming said that there was Ouyang Fan's body in the room he took you out of. Now they plan to tell Brother Ming to kidnap you."

Tang Dao frowned, "He's really dead... who are you?"

"Your brother and your sister."

Tang Dao sneered, turned around and sat on the edge of the bed, stroking his pointed chin with his slender fingers, "So what?"

Qi Yan said: "Xiaodao, although brother Ming's actions are too rough, he is really doing it for your own good. He likes you so much, can you tell the police that he didn't kidnap you?"

Tang Dao's face was cold, and his slender eyebrows frowned slightly, "Every time I take advantage of me when I'm drunk, is it called liking me?"

Qi Yan thought why he was so good at focusing on the key points, and after thinking for a long time, he stammered to help He Qianming say something nice: "Look, Tang Dao, He Qianming has been educated since he was a child. He is in a bad mood and just needs to be beaten. Liberation, he must have changed another method because he was reluctant to beat you."

Tang Dao raised one eyebrow, and finally smiled on his face that had been stern, like an ice cube finally thawed, "He was beaten since childhood?"

Qi Yan covered his face silently, and realized that he had slipped his tongue, "Don't tell Brother Ming that I said it..."

Tang Dao seemed to be in high spirits, and patted the side of the bed, "Sit down, and talk about how nine thousand years old was beaten."

You can't say it even if you die!

Qi Yan had no choice but to change the subject, "I'll tell you later, I don't have time, Tang Dao, can you..."

"No." Tang Dao cut him off firmly, "I don't have Stockholm Syndrome, so I want to speak for the kidnapper."

Qi Yan smiled wryly. As expected, the person who knew Tang Dao best was He Qianming. Now he also felt that saying that he likes you was like threatening, and it would only be self-defeating. "That's right, I'm sorry. Excuse me."

He turned around and was stopped by Tang Dao again, "Wait, you have done so much for him, is it possible that you like him?"

"Nothing, I like his brother."

Seeing that he didn't speak, Qi Yan started to walk again, "Then I'm leaving."

He walked across the room, just raised his hand to hold the doorknob, when Tang Dao's voice sounded again, "Wait a minute."

"What else..." Qi Yan turned to look at him, suddenly startled, seeing Tang Dao standing up, taking off his nightgown, revealing a slender and powerful body.

He leaned back against the door, staring at the little naked man nervously, "Don't do it, Xiaodao! I will be killed by Brother Ming!"

Tang Dao threw away his nightgown, took out jeans and a T-shirt from the cabinet and put them on, while sneering at Qi Yan, "Come on, your chick-like body is neither as soft as a woman nor as strong as a man, you don't need anything Worry that I will eat tofu."

Qi Yan was furious, "I'm in good shape! "Esquire" even invited me to take a swimsuit photo! The girls onlookers..."

Tang Dao didn't listen to his wordiness, put on his clothes in a few strokes, and walked in front of him, "Tang Yue forbids me to go out, so take me out as you came in."

Qi Yan was stunned: "Huh?"

Tang Dao's beautiful eyebrows frowned, "Don't get me wrong, I'm just annoyed that those people are using my name to profit for themselves. Although I'm too lazy to take care of things, it doesn't mean I'm willing to be used by others."

Qi Yan blinked his eyes, really wanting to know whether he was telling the truth or still being stubborn.