doting shipwreck

In the night, the black nanny car drives smoothly on the viaduct that divides the sky.

Inside the car, the warm yellow light unselfishly took care of every dark corner, but it still couldn't illuminate the gloom in front of Jiang Hai's eyes.

The black business card in his palm has been deformed by his pinching, and the gold-plated text on it is also trapped in the folds and twisted unclearly, but Jiang Hai's eyes are always fixed on it, and even his thoughts cannot escape from it.

Back in time, a grand film festival came to a successful conclusion amidst the joy and emotion of several laurels.Then, the crowd poured out of the venue like a tide.

Maybe he was urged to search by the voice deep in his heart, or it was a fateful encounter. In the open-air parking lot where the noise gradually subsided, Jiang Hai finally met Yu Sheng who was standing alone on the side of the road again.

This time they met, there was no noisy crowd at the side, and the distance between them was only a few meters.But they didn't want to get closer as if they had lost their minds before. At this moment, the two of them are carefully thinking about each other's feelings in their hearts.

Stopping in place, Jiang Hai asked softly, "How have you been recently?"

Hearing the warmth from the north wind, Yu Sheng looked at the unchanging sweetheart in front of him, but he lost the courage to answer in his heart.

Even if he knew, even if he threw himself into Jiang Hai's arms now, Jiang Hai would embrace him without reservation, accept him, and let him cry in his arms.

But he can't do that anymore.

Recalling the past, he was the one who pushed Jiang Hai away first, he was the one who made things difficult for Jiang Hai, and it was he who brought Jiang Hai misfortune.Maybe he really is the lone star of the gods, as people say, so how can he get close to Jiang Hai again?

After a long silence, the lingering sound of panting nose finally chose to answer with a slight nod.

However, under the illumination of the street lamp, his tearful eyes easily touched Jiang Hai's heart.

The little fool cried, but the old monster couldn't remain indifferent, he just wanted to go forward and wipe away Yu Sheng's tears.

But just as Jiang Hai took a step forward, Yu Sheng stopped him with that crying voice.

"Don't come here, you will... be photographed by reporters."

Hearing Yu Sheng's words, Jiang Hai was taken aback for a moment, and a bitter but warm smile also climbed onto the corner of his mouth.After a soft sigh, he said the same answer, "I don't care."

It's just that now he cares more about Yu Sheng's feelings than that night. He doesn't want to be an obstacle to Yu Sheng's future. After expressing his position, he added carefully and sincerely: "If you don't mind."

Tears blurred Yu Sheng's vision, but Jiang Hai's eyes full of tenderness were still so clear, easily breaking down his high wall of heart, making him unable to say a single word of rejection.

Please forgive his selfishness, just this time, let him be presumptuous again.

Out of luck, Yu Sheng's tears fell like beads with a broken thread.

With Yu Sheng's acquiescence, and seeing this little fool crying, Jiang Hai naturally hurried forward to wipe his tears gently with his hands.

There was no need for comforting words, the moment Jiang Hai's warm palms pressed against his face, Yu Sheng, who had been drifting in the wind and waves like a lone boat for the past six months, finally found a ferry to dock, and the sound of sobbing gradually died down down.

Feeling the rare security, with his sweetheart in front of his eyes again, Yu Sheng slowly closed his eyes, only thinking that if this was a dream, then he would never want to wake up.

However, the sky failed, and Bai Ziqian's appearance was like a lingering ghost. In his playful words, the aftermath of shock once again turned into a sailing ship in the wind and rain.

"Little guy, if you ask those reporters to take pictures of you like this, I'm afraid they will make a big fuss."

In the night, under the street lamp, Bai Ziqian's feeling to Yu Sheng was the exact opposite of his white clothes. He was like a muddy demon crawling out of hell, greedily peeping at everything in the world.

Sensing the conflict and uneasiness in Yu Sheng's eyes, Jiang Hai took a step forward to protect him behind him, blocking Bai Ziqian's absolutely unkind gaze.

"Are you Jiang Hai?" Seeing Jiang Hai's actions, Bai Ziqian still smiled frivolously. He strolled up to the two of them, took out a business card from his pocket and handed it to Jiang Hai, "I see It is said on the Internet that you and this little guy have turned against each other, and your fans were quite violent a while ago, but I didn't expect that your relationship seems to be quite good in private."

Immediately, he smiled in Jiang Hai's guarded eyes and said, "Actually, you don't have to be like this. I'm not a bad person, and I can be regarded as this little guy's investor."

"Mr. Bai is in charge of Huaguang. You are a young talent. I didn't expect you to be interested in those groundless entertainment news." Facing Bai Ziqian, whom everyone in the circle wanted to cling to, Jiang Hai remained neither humble nor overbearing, and raised his arms to stop him. Bai Ziqian who tried to bypass him.

A sinister expression flashed across Bai Ziqian's face, but was quickly replaced by a smiling face.He raised his hands slightly, and stepped back a few steps, "If you're in this circle, you'll know the news more or less, as long as you can distinguish the true from the false. But I never thought about it. Mr. Jiang, who is both mature and stable, has a good temper."

In just a few words, Bai Ziqian not only washed himself clean, but also put Jiang Hai in the position of overreacting.

Then, he stopped looking at Jiang Hai, and only raised his eyebrows and said to Yu Sheng, "In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, we still don't invite Mr. Jiang to the celebration banquet. What do you think, little guy."

These words seem to have a questioning tone, but they are actually declarative sentences. The attendance list for the Christmas Eve celebration banquet has always been held by Bai Ziqian.

It's a celebration for Yu Sheng, but it's Bai Ziqian's private banquet.

No, without waiting for a reply, Bai Ziqian said "Farewell" and turned to leave.

As soon as Bai Ziqian left, the nanny's car drove over.

The car door opened, and Lin Shaodong behind the door was a little surprised to see Jiang Hai, but he still greeted Jiang Hai with a dry smile, "It's getting late, Jiang Hai, you should go back early, other people's cars can go It's almost there, don't make the driver wait too long." After speaking, he jumped out of the car again and dragged Yu Sheng, who was still stuck in place and unwilling to move, into the car.

"Then let's go first." Smiling awkwardly at Jiang Hai again, Lin Shaodong quickly closed the car door, cutting off the tightly intertwined and reluctant eyes of the two.

The meeting after half a year was like a movement that was only played halfway, and it came to an abrupt end before the two of them had time to express the deepest thoughts in their hearts.

Looking down at the black business card lying in his palm, Jiang Hai couldn't help clenching his fists.

At this moment, a voice in his heart kept telling him that this Bai Ziqian was definitely not a kind person!