fierce god

It is not unreasonable for Wang Yihuan to repeatedly remind Li Yinglan to drink less, because Li Yinglan's drinking capacity is relatively average, well, it is very bad.

Director Chen and Editor-in-Chief Qian were indeed in the mood for a simple chat with Li Yinglan and Baihui. After drinking champagne, before he knew it, he was already dim.

Li Yinglan didn't make any noise when she was drunk, but she was quieter than before, and she would answer questions, but she didn't have that detached and indifferent attitude, she seemed quite dull, but very obedient.

Bai Hui, who had been paying attention to him, was the first to realize that something was wrong, and immediately proposed to stop here for today, and he could send Li Yinglan back on his behalf.The other two naturally agreed, watching Bai Hui help the rickety man, and carefully get him out of the salon, Director Chen and Editor-in-chief Qian looked at each other knowingly, what should they do if they have nothing to do with themselves Why did you go.

In fact, they didn't stay for long. When Bai Hui left, he saw Wan He talking with another screenwriter. With a thought, he stopped walking, and dragged Li Yinglan to the back door of the Old People's Square.

Outside the back door is a relatively remote alley, only a faint street lamp in the distance gives a little light, and Bai Hui's car is parked not far away.Just when he was hesitating whether to send Li Yinglan home like this, Li Yinglan, who had become very restless since he approached, shook off Bai Hui's hand, and was about to walk forward in a stumbling manner, but within two steps Bai Hui pulled him back again.

"Yinglan, I'll see you off, I'll see you off..." Bai Hui said courteously.

Li Yinglan didn't answer, but his act of resistance was already an expression of reluctance.

Bai Hui didn't give up, Li Yinglan's fair face turned red in a different way after drinking, her cold eyes were replaced by misty watery light, her brows were picturesque, her lips were red and her teeth were white. Bai Hui was itchy and ready to move, he couldn't help but stepped forward and hugged the person in front of him from behind!

"Yinglan, Yinglan..." He ignored Li Yinglan's struggle and shouted as if he had taken medicine.

Bai Hui just came back from abroad two years ago. He claims to be romantic, loves beauties and cars, regardless of gender, and has had affairs with many stars in the entertainment industry, but in Bai Hui's opinion, these people can't compare with Li Yinglan , with appearance, temperament and background, he is a perfect match for him. Although his temper is a bit cold, Bai Hui thinks that it is totally worth the effort, and there is no good product that can be obtained easily.

It's just that he is willing to wait, it doesn't mean that he will refuse the good product when it comes to his door, just like at this moment, the smell of wine on Li Yinglan's body is only faint, smelling like a delicate fragrance, scratching Bai Hui even more fascinated, wishing that now Just do something.

However, Li Yinglan's taste was completely different from the other party's enjoyment. He only felt that Bai Hui's touch made him feel sick.

"Leave far away……"

In the past, as long as Li Yinglan turned cold, Bai Hui would be afraid, but now, he thought he was roaring vigorously, but in fact the sound was vague and sluggish, and it sounded weightless, so naturally it had no effect on Bai Hui.Seeing that he was getting closer and closer, and even the scorching breath could be felt on the back of her neck, Li Yinglan finally couldn't take it any longer and turned her head to "vomit" so that she splashed him all over.

Bai Hui was stunned, and then reflexively pushed the culprit away, and hurriedly cleaned his clothes.

Li Yinglan was pushed aside by him, and was about to fall back powerlessly, when suddenly a pair of hands came out from the darkness, and hugged him tightly in his arms from behind.

Li Yinglan was startled.

Bai Hui who was not far away was also startled, and raised his head to look at the tall man who appeared there at some point.

"Who are you?!" Bai Hui asked.

"I'll pick him up," the other party didn't answer directly, but just looked down at the back of Li Yinglan's head.

"Who told you to come?" Bai Hui asked again.

Gao Kun paused: "Mr. Zhuo."

Bai Hui was suspicious, and carefully looked at the man in front of him. The t-shirt on his body was old, and paint had been rubbed on the hem of his jeans, but his face was a bit familiar. Novice?

Seeing that Bai Hui didn't seem to believe him, Gao Kun said, "Shall I call him and you can confirm?"

"No, no need," Bai Hui shook his head guiltily when he heard this, and then put on an arrogant attitude, "Why didn't you come earlier, Yinglan doesn't know if she's drunk or not."

Gao Kun didn't respond, and felt that Li Yinglan's figure was slipping weakly, he turned to wrap his arms around his waist, and then supported his knees, and hugged him up.

Seeing this, Bai Hui felt very unhappy: "Let me see him off, he hates messy strangers the most..."

After finishing the words, Li Yinglan, who was still full of displeasure just now, took the initiative to put her arms around Gao Kun's neck, buried her head in the socket of Gao Kun's shoulder, and leaned meekly, with the corners of her mouth raised.

Under Bai Hui's expression of seeing a ghost, Gao Kun ignored him and left here directly holding him.

But he didn't go far, and sat down in a park in the middle of the street a road away after bypassing the Old People's Square.

Along the way, Li Yinglan remained silent, as if she was asleep, but when Gao Kun was about to put him on the bench, Li Yinglan held his arm but never let go.

Gao Kun tried twice, but had no choice but to turn around and sit down first, and then put the person on his lap.

Li Yinglan leaned against him silently.

Gao Kun touched his pocket and took out a handkerchief from it. He said, "Let go first, and wipe it for you."

Li Yinglan's hand finally let go, he raised his head and looked at the person in front of him without blinking, his eyes seemed to contain stars, and the smile on his mouth was still there.

"Akun..." Li Yinglan shouted.

Gao Kun avoided his gaze, and carefully wiped Li Yinglan's face and mouth with a handkerchief.

"Akun..." Li Yinglan called again.

Gao Kun didn't respond to him, but asked, "Why did you drink so much?"

Li Yinglan didn't answer, she still murmured Gao Kun's name, and said, "Akun, I miss you so much..."

Gao Kun stopped his movements, looked at Li Yinglan's pretty face, and said, "You have grown up."

Li Yinglan couldn't take her eyes off: "Yes."

Gao Kun seemed to be at a loss for words, so he held back for a long time and asked again: "How have you been lately?"

Li Yinglan just looked at him and smiled, with sweetness in her eyes and brows: "You haven't changed at all."

Gao Kun knew that Li Yinglan was still drunk, he had just reacted to his last question slowly.no change?How could it not have changed? Six years is enough for a person to change beyond recognition.

However, Gao Kun still nodded and gave a cooperative "hmm".

"I can recognize you at a glance. I was outside the hotel, at the company, and...in the west square, and I went to look for you..." Li Yinglan's alcohol was getting stronger, and he squinted his eyes to feel drowsy. But he talked a lot, "I didn't find you, but it's okay, you will come back, I know. Just like when I was in Rome before, you also came to accompany me. We also watched the pyramids and visited many places together. Do you remember..."

Gao Kun felt that Li Yinglan's back softened, and leaned back against his chest again, what he said became more and more confusing, but Li Yinglan still pronounced his name clearly, and gradually fell into silence as he babbled. .

Gao Kun lowered his head, looked at Li Yinglan's peaceful sleeping face, and slowly stretched out his hand. He originally wanted to touch his head, but when he saw the blood on his hand, he took it back and held it tightly. fist……

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Li Yinglan opened her eyes with difficulty, her vision was blurred, only a figure loomed in front of her eyes, she hurriedly stretched out her hand and grabbed the other person, shouting: "Akun!"

Immediately, the hands were held backwards, and one of them said, "Yinglan, I'm here, what's wrong?"

Li Yinglan was stunned, then blinked again, her vision slowly recovered, and a face with sharp and angular features appeared little by little in front of her eyes, very gentle, but not what she expected.

Li Yinglan immediately withdrew her hand.

Seeing that his expression was in a trance, Zhu Zhicheng continued to care and asked, "Do you want some water?"

Li Yinglan looked around, this is him in Guangyao's lounge, he asked hoarsely, "Who brought me back?"

"It's me." As soon as Zhu Zhicheng said that, he immediately received Li Yinglan's staring gaze, so direct and even sharp, Zhu Zhicheng showed a strange expression, "What's wrong?"

"Where did you see me?"

Zhu Zhicheng said, "It's in the back alley of the Old People's Square."

"Just... me alone?"

Zhu Zhicheng shook his head: "No."

Li Yinglan's eyes lit up: "Who else, where did he go?"

Zhu Zhicheng met Li Yinglan's gaze, which made him so unfamiliar, he said in a low voice, "...Bai Hui."

"Bai Hui?"

Speaking of this, Zhu Zhicheng seemed to be angry: "That Bai Hui is really nothing. If Yi Huan hadn't told me where you were and I had rushed over in time, then Bai Hui would have... Fortunately, I sent you back in time , if I meet you again, I will definitely not let this kid get through the door so easily!"

"At that time... it was you who appeared?"

Received Zhu Zhicheng's nod, Li Yinglan couldn't help being at a loss.

Zhu Zhicheng said: "Oh, there is also Brother Wanhe, I met him at the door after I received you, I knew that I would send you back, I am afraid your uncle will definitely want... Brother Wanhe is not easy to do, so I I proposed to send you back here, now Brother Wan is going to buy breakfast, I wonder if there is porridge around here..."

What Zhu Zhicheng said all the way there, but Li Yinglan hasn't recalled it yet.

Could it be another dream I had?

It's a dream again...

Zhu Zhicheng saw that Li Yinglan's brows were tightly frowned, and there was a trace of pain on her face, so she couldn't help but said, "You'll feel bad after a hangover, why don't you take a rest."

Li Yinglan nodded: "Thank you, I want to sleep for a while."

Zhu Zhicheng understood what he meant, stood up slowly and said, "Then I'll go to class first and come to see you in the afternoon."

Li Yinglan gave a casual "hmm", and Ren Zhu Zhicheng walked out the door uneasy.

Hearing the door close, Li Yinglan hugged her head and tried to recall what happened yesterday. After a long while, he suddenly opened his eyes, supported his drowsy head, and walked around the room twice before picking up his wrinkled hair from the corner of the sofa. In a pile of coats.

Open it, rummaged carefully, and finally found the mark on the back waist.

Looking at the two pale blood-colored fingerprints, Li Yinglan smiled.