When an actor meets a male god

The man was wearing a black overcoat, almost hiding in such shadows.

Not far away, there is a warm yellow street lamp, passing through the branches of the tree, and then shining on Yan Changan's clear-cut, calm and elegant side face, the mottled light and shadow miraculously make the man's original sharp edges and corners, Unconsciously, it feels much softer.

Yan Chang'an still had the lingering dust and dust on his body, and he couldn't hide his exhaustion. He stood upright, raised his head, and his eyes fell on the lit window not far away. His eyes were deep, But there is a gentleness to the bone.

At sunset, the mountains are far away, and the cold white houses are poor.

Chaimen smelled the bark of the dog, and the snowy night returned to others.

It's already late at night.

Standing in the garden of the community, with the sound of cicadas singing and the wind blowing across his cheeks, Yan Chang'an couldn't help but think of this poem he read a long time ago.

Come back on a snowy night.

Suddenly, I felt that this was a very warm word.

He has been in the United States for nearly two years.

What is the concept of two years?

Standing on a crowded street, looking around, all you can see are faces with different skin colors. When you stand on the floor-to-ceiling windows and look down, even finding a familiar figure from the back is almost extravagantly difficult.

Yan Chang'an vaguely remembered that when they first went to the United States, Fu Jinghong asked him if he felt that the current situation was almost the same as when he was kicked out of Yan's house.

what is his answer

Until now, I don't remember exactly what was said.In a daze, Yan Changan only remembered shaking his head.

How can it be the same?

After leaving Yan's house, he trekked alone in the long, dark and lonely swamp.

Now in the United States, I personally overthrew all the bargaining chips I had before, fell from a high altar to hell, reset to zero, and started again.

Maybe the situation is just as difficult.

But in fact, how could it be the same?

He raised his head and looked at the window with Lu Ran inside.

Yan Chang'an's eyes were warm and calm, like clear and pure mountains and rivers.

Even if everything he owns is lost, even if it is difficult to stand up again, now, he has traveled nearly 4000 kilometers, through the monsoon ocean current, dense fog, through the morning wind and sunset, through those tossing and turning nights, and the turbulent Crowded and vast crowds, under the cover of travel and dust, under the cover of nearly two years of turbulent undercurrent swimming, just to stand here and take a quiet look at him.

That was his and Lu Ran's home.

In that room, there is a dark gray sofa specially selected by him, and there is a very big one, which almost takes up the entire wall, which is called a luxury bookshelf by Lu Ran. Perhaps, at this time , at home, the man who always likes to wear a vest, baggy, kicks and pulls flip-flops, and goes to the kitchen to get a hot supper.

Yan Chang'an could even imagine Lu Ran's expression, the curve of his mouth, the look in his eyes, the strength of his arms bending, and his walking posture.

Standing here, even the smell seems to be able to feel.

Lu Ran's side is the place where he went to the end of the earth and wanted to come back.

When he was in the United States, Yan Changan missed his and Lu Ran's home countless times, the soft touch of the sofa, the fluffy and sunny taste of the quilt, and the table made by Lu Ran almost made him never get tired of eating. meals.

And that, the man at home with his fangs and claws and his air.

Yan Changan smiled slightly.

The so-called returning home on a snowy night, the most important thing is that there is still someone waiting for you to return from the snowstorm.

Standing downstairs for a long time.

From late night to early morning, from darkness and silence, to standing in bright light.

In the past two years, Yan Chang'an had traveled from the other side of the ocean countless times to come here and stand in this position, watching the lights in Lu Ran's room go from dark to on and finally off.

That feeling.

It was as if he was standing so close to him that he could touch his heartbeat and feel his breath.

It was as if there was a weak cocoon in my heart, and I found the final peace.

This is his weakness.

Yan Chang'an still didn't go upstairs. In the end, he took a deep look at the window, concealed all the emotions in his eyes, turned and left.

Before meeting Lu Ran, he still has a few things to do.

When he got off the plane, he had already received the news of everything that happened to Yan Shao in the prison.

Drugs are used for trafficking and raising.

Including losing control of his emotions and almost strangling Luo Qingyuan to death.

It's hard to describe what kind of feeling I felt when I saw these news.

After being silent for a long time, he finally shook his head slowly, his eyes were calm, and all the turmoil finally returned to silence.

Perhaps the blood in his bones was too cold.

In the past two years, the biggest change he has achieved is that he no longer wastes his feelings on irrelevant people.

But this time when he returned to China, these matters were still waiting for him to solve them by himself.

Compulsory rehab.

When Yan Changan walked in, Yan Shao was being forcibly injected with sedative drugs.

Wearing gray striped clothes, you can see shocking pinholes on the elbows, a face that is completely emaciated and out of shape, with protruding cheekbones, cloudy eyes, bloodshot, terrifying, and decadent.

Being pressed and fixed on the seat by two guards, Yan Shao was struggling, struggling violently.

In the end, when the liquid in the needle tube was slowly injected into the body, it seemed as if the soul had been pulled out, and gradually stopped moving, twitching slightly, and fell on the stool, unable to even focus the eyes, fluttering It suddenly fell into the air.

During the whole process, Yan Changan sat outside, his eyes were calm, with almost cruel scrutiny, the expression on his face could not see the slightest movement, even the anger and hatred that he could find two years ago were completely gone. It disappeared without a trace, and in the end, only a faint pity remained.

Blame yourself.

For Yan Shao's current fate, Yan Chang'an did not feel happy, nor did he gloat, nor did he feel any sympathy.

He just feels pity.

Everything is to blame.

"Ha ha…"

Yan Shao's body twitched, his facial features were a little distorted, he swayed, barely supported his body, and looked towards Yan Chang'an.

"I knew you would come."

Yan Shao raised the corners of his mouth, his smile was ferocious and terrifying, his eyes were bloodshot, "Are you here to see my jokes, or are you here to rescue me?"

Yan Changan looked calm, did not speak, and sat on the sofa looking at Yan Shao.

"Aren't you very proud now, huh?" Yan Shao took a deep breath, his nose was itching badly, he leaned in front of Yan Changan, grabbed the iron railing, and smiled.

"I know you're here to get me out, right?"

Yan Shao smiled proudly, as if he had caught Yan Changan's weakness, he raised his eyebrows, his eyes were arrogant and full of determination.

"I've been waiting for you, Yan Chang'an, brother has been waiting for you here."

Almost exaggeratedly, he leaned in front of Yan Chang'an, took a deep breath, Yan Shao grinned, revealing his yellowed teeth, "Brother admits, no matter what, I can't compare to you."

Patting the clothes on his body, Yan Shao smiled at Yan Chang'an.

"You see, I tried my best to ruin your reputation and have nothing. But now look at you..." Yan Shao sighed exaggeratedly, walked around the iron railing a few times, and looked at Yan Changan from above How many times did I scan back and forth.

"Looking at your body, it must be nearly 30, right? Tsk tsk tsk." Yan Shao tugged on his gray striped shirt, patted his face, "Don't look at your elder brother, I'm locked up here now, but I Who is it, I am the heir of the Yan family, the eldest young master of the Yan family, I still have this vision, Chang An, do you think I am right?"

From the beginning to the end, Yan Changan was always sitting on the sofa, with calm eyes, looking at Yan Shao with pride, mania, or anger, but he didn't even have the desire to say a word, silent, looking at the bars Yan Shao inside seemed to be looking at a clown.

Obviously, after talking for so long, when it came to dry mouth, the result Yan Shao wanted was not like this.

bang-

His fist hit the iron window directly.

The eyeballs were about to protrude, and the eyes were bloodshot.

Yan Shao stared at Yan Chang'an and paused every word.

"I want you to get me out."

Yan Changan's expression finally changed slightly.

The man stood up, patted the dark blue shirt that was slightly wrinkled due to sitting for a long time, and looked at Yan Shao's distorted and terrifying face that had lost its original appearance.

"You waited for me so that I could save you out?"

Yan Shao nodded, not hiding his thoughts at all, raised his head and laughed, pointed at Yan Changan's nose and opened his mouth.

"Do you know the biggest difference between me and you?"

"You are human." Yan Shao laughed.

"I'm a beast, I'm inhuman, but so what?" Yan Shao spread his hands at Yan Chang'an, laughing almost like a rascal, "Last time, because you were soft-hearted, you let me go and even gave me money. Yan Shi was saved."

"So this time."

"This time, big brother is here waiting for you to rescue me."

Yan Shao squinted his eyes and looked at Yan Chang'an arrogantly, "You hate me, so what? In the end you still have to save me."

"Do you know what I hate the most about you? Hypocrisy!" Yan Shao pointed at Yan Chang'an and paused every word, "What do you say you are hypocritical? No one in the Yan family loves you, but you insist on playing Act like a hypocrite with no complaints or regrets."

"But it's better this way, isn't it?"

Grinning a little scary, looking into Yan Chang'an's eyes, Yan Shao raised his eyebrows and said confidently: "You have to play the role of a good person to the end, and you have to be a common mother for us, so that you won't be implicated by me. I want to go to jail, so I must bury my hatred for me deeply in my heart."

"Yan Chang'an, you must save me."

This is a threat, but it is also a demonstration, and it is even more provocative.

Slightly smiled.

Yan Chang'an stretched his long legs and walked towards Yan Shao step by step.

The man's eyes were calm, but piercingly cold.

Slightly raising his eyebrows, looking at Yan Shao's hideous face like a devil from hell, Yan Chang'an slowly shook his head.

"I didn't come to save you."

As soon as these words were said, Yan Shao's eyes changed suddenly, and he stared at Yan Chang'an with some ferocity, with some undisguised threats and warnings, "Then you have to watch Mom and me..."

"Go to jail with you, or go to hell with you?"

Yan Chang'an shook his head, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at Yan Shao who was in such a mess behind the bars that he couldn't describe it in words, he couldn't help feeling ridiculous.

He turned around, sat on the sofa, raised his hands and rubbed his temples that felt slightly swollen due to the long-time flight, and even now without a rest, leaned back slightly, and adjusted a relatively comfortable posture, Just now he raised his eyes and looked at Yan Shao.

"I just came to see you for the last time." Yan Chang'an's tone was calm, and he couldn't hear any emotion, but such an appearance made Yan Shao feel more uncertain and cold in his heart.

It was because he was sure that Yan Chang'an would soften his heart towards Luo Qingyuan, so when he was selling and raising money, he kept an extra mind and moved the dirty money through the account opened in Luo Qingyuan's name.

It was precisely because of this that Yan Shao was confident and extremely arrogant.

But looking at Yan Chang'an who was sitting in front of him without even the slightest fluctuation in mood, Yan Shao suddenly felt something bad, which gradually spread.

Yan Chang'an didn't miss a single expression on Yan Shao's face.

Watching him go from arrogant and confident, to panic, to guilty conscience, and finally to force himself to be calm.

Yan Changan suddenly felt bored.

"You're right." Yan Changan looked at Yan Shao and said calmly, "The biggest difference between you and me is that I have humanity, but you don't."

Unable to tell what it was like, Yan Changan's mind recalled every time before, he stood aside and watched Luo Qingyuan defend Yan Shao with all his strength. He used to envy Yan Shao so much.

Shaking his head and chuckling.

Maybe this is the biggest weakness in human beings?

Why can't we learn to cherish things that others can't reach?

A dim, complex and indistinct light flashed across the dark brown eyes, and then quickly disappeared, covering up all the emotions in his heart. Only then did Yan Chang'an raise his head, look at Yan Shao's face, and speak slowly.

"Brother, not every time, I will be threatened by you like this."

Yan Chang'an shook his head, his tone was indifferent, with some imperceptible pity and indifference.

"You think you can count everyone..." The man chuckled softly, looking into Yan Shao's eyes, "But if you do something wrong, you must be punished, don't you?"

"Punishment?" Yan Shao gritted his teeth, his eyes were about to burst, he stared at Yan Chang'an's face and laughed, "Okay, then you punish me, it's best to bring Mom along, and then in this life, Yan Chang'an, you have been a sinner who ruined the Yan family with your own hands all your life!"

Eyes calm.

Yan Changan raised his wrist to look at his watch, he didn't have the interest to stay any longer to watch Yan Shao go crazy, he stood up, buttoned up his windbreaker coat, and turned around lightly.

When he walked to the door, his footsteps paused slightly without turning back, and the sound passed through the medium of air to Yan Shao's ears.

The man's voice was deep and calm, as if announcing his fate, with a cruel indifference almost like anatomy.

"When you transferred all the money to Mom's account,"

"Ever thought that the person who laundered your money would also betray you?"

"I really won't watch you drag mom to hell with you."

"But in the same way, I will not watch a beast like you go unpunished with my own eyes."

After all, Yan Changan opened the door and left without turning his head from the beginning to the end, and even his expression did not change in any way, as if he had just done a trivial thing.

He has never been a passive person.

The last time he was threatened by Yan Shao, he took out a large amount of money to fill in the loopholes for Yan Shi.

After two years, how could he allow Yan Shao to use such means to escape legal punishment again?

When all the people who followed Yan Shao in drug trafficking and helped him launder money turned back, his so-called threat of dragging Luo Qingyuan to hell with him turned into a complete joke.

He didn't think he was a bad person, but he didn't think he was a soft-hearted fool either.

This time, Yan Changan came to witness with his own eyes that Yan Shao was thrown into the [-]th floor of hell, and would never be able to recover.

Standing at the door of the compulsory drug rehabilitation center, Yan Changan raised his head slightly.

Today's sunshine is very strong, and the whole world it illuminates turns golden yellow. When you close your eyes, you will see that the eyelids have turned soft pink.

He sent his eldest brother to prison with his own hands, and he will never stand up again.

But so what?

In this world, anyone who does anything wrong must pay the price, right?

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"you……"

Looking at the man standing in front of her, Luo Qingyuan suddenly felt her throat dry and her mood was so complicated that she didn't know how to describe it.

She tried to go up to call Yan Changan her son, or grab his hand, grab his arm, wanted to say sorry to him, wanted to tell him what had happened these days.

All the words entered the throat, but it seemed that someone had pressed the silence button.

Bitter enough to swallow a yellow lotus.

"I already know about Yan Shao."

Yan Chang'an put the document in his hand on the coffee table in front of him, raised his head and looked at Luo Qingyuan, "The information is here, you need to go to the police station to record another record, and the details can be described according to what is written on it." gone."

"I've taken care of things."

Yan Chang'an's tone was calm, unable to hear any emotion, looked at Luo Qingyuan's face and said lightly: "The mistakes Yan Shao made will not have any impact or drag on you, you can rest assured."

After finishing what he was going to say concisely, Yan Chang'an nodded at Luo Qingyuan, stood up and prepared to leave, from beginning to end, he didn't even touch the tea she had just brewed on the table.

Seeing that Yan Chang'an had already walked to the door of the living room, Luo Qingyuan suddenly stood up from the sofa, the movement was so big that the delicate and expensive tea set fell on the ground along the coffee table, and she didn't even bother to care about it making a crisp sound.

"Chang'an..."

The woman's tone was rapid, her eyes were complicated, and she looked at Yan Chang'an's back with a little unspeakable guilt and sadness.

Footsteps paused.

Yan Changan turned his head to look at Luo Qingyuan, "What's wrong?"

Breathing suddenly stopped, facing Yan Chang'an's eyes, Luo Qingyuan swallowed all the words for a moment.

What should she say?

Thank you for helping me again, this mother who never loved you?

Or come back, Mom knows I'm sorry for you, and Mom wants to make up for you again?

Luo Qingyuan looked at Yan Chang'an, feeling an indescribably bitter and complicated emotion in her heart, which gradually brewed and permeated the chest cavity, causing a dull pain all over her body.

She suddenly and belatedly discovered that this child, who had never been loved by her, had completely grown into a man who was enough to support the Yan family in a place she had never seen.

He is calm, mature, stable, gentle, and tolerant.

Standing in front of him, Luo Qingyuan didn't even have the courage to face those dark brown eyes.

She couldn't even say sorry, stuck in her throat.

Lu Ran is right.

She doesn't deserve to be his mother.

Never deserved.

Reluctantly twitching the corners of her mouth, she raised a pale smile, hiding all the complicated and obscure emotions in her eyes, Luo Qingyuan shook her body uncontrollably, but supported the back of the sofa, looked at Yan Changan and shook her head .

He took a deep breath and said, "It's okay...it's okay..."

As if thinking of something, she smiled at Yan Chang'an. Luo Qingyuan tried her best to try to make herself appear gentler, more sincere, or...behave like a mother.

"There's something I forgot to tell you..."

Luo Qingyuan looked at Yan Chang'an, as if she was thinking about how to speak, the woman's smile was pale but she couldn't help trembling wetly.

"I was hospitalized last time."

"Lu Ran took care of me."

Luo Qingyuan's eyes were slightly red, and she looked at Yan Chang'an's effortless smile, "He brought me meals and took care of my daily life."

Taking a deep breath, she raised her head and looked into Yan Chang'an's eyes. Luo Qingyuan was silent for three seconds, looking at her son and smiling slightly.

"Chang'an."

"Lu Ran...is a very good boy."

"Mom...Mom believes...you will be the most suitable couple in this world." Tears flowed down her cheeks, Luo Qingyuan looked at Yan Changan, "Mom did something wrong."

"Lu Ran is a good boy..."

Yan Changan remained silent.

Standing quietly on the spot, looking at Luo Qingyuan.

After listening to all she said, Yan Changan was silent again for nearly three seconds, a dark and deep emotion flashed in his dark brown eyes, and finally nodded, looked at Luo Qingyuan and said, "I know. "

"I know how good Lu Ran is."

Hearing what Yan Chang'an said, Luo Qingyuan nodded, and then nodded again. For a moment, the room was so quiet that even the sound of breathing could be heard clearly, relatively speechless.

Regarding Luo Qingyuan's silence, Yan Chang'an did not urge her, nor did she turn around and leave, but stood where she was, looking at her mother quietly.

I don't know how long it took, Luo Qingyuan almost hurriedly raised her hand to wipe the tears on her face, raised a smiling face at Yan Chang'an, took a deep breath and said, "You must have just come back to take a rest. They didn't rest well."

"I...Mom...Mom won't waste your time...Lu Ran...Lu Ran must...must miss you very much..."

As she spoke, Luo Qingyuan's voice gradually became quieter, and the light in her eyes also dimmed more and more.

God knows how much she wants Yan Changan to stay in Yan's house for a longer period of time, even if it's just a little while, it's fine.

But she knew clearly in her heart that compared to Lu Ran, she was the one who had the least position and asked Yan Changan what to do.

His eyes fell on the red bruises on Luo Qingyuan's neck that had not been completely eliminated, and he was silent for two seconds, a gloomy emotion flashed in his eyes, and he looked into Luo Qingyuan's eyes and opened his mouth slowly.

"I'm leaving."

Seeing the light in Luo Qingyuan's eyes dimming uncontrollably, Yan Changan paused slightly.

"Mom, I'll see you again."

After saying these words, Luo Qingyuan's eyes seemed to be lit up instantly, she suddenly raised her head to look at Yan Changan, nodded vigorously, agreed, and wanted to speak, but her tears could not be suppressed Live and fall.

Smiling at Yan Chang'an, wiping away tears in a hurry, Luo Qingyuan took a deep breath, and waved at Yan Chang'an.

"Mom got it, got it, you go to Lu Ran quickly, go quickly."

Until sending Yan Chang'an away from the house, seeing her son's tall and straight back, Luo Qingyuan's tears that she had stopped bursting out once again.

What has she done all these years?

This child.

She almost vented all the gloom, unhappiness, negative emotions, and deep hatred that she had accumulated over the years on Yan Changan.

Happens to the end.

This child she almost abandoned, silently took on everything she had.

She heard right just now.

Yan Changan was still willing to call her mom.

Luo Qingyuan couldn't help but want to laugh, the corners of her mouth just raised, but she couldn't help covering her face and crying bitterly.

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As soon as Yan Chang'an's car drove out of Yan's house, he received a phone call from an unexpected person.

——Li Hongmei.