my secret ex boyfriend

An Ling sat for a while after Ms. Li left.

To be honest, he doesn't have any thoughts now, he is very calm, so calm that his mind is blank.

However, I'm finally out of the closet, and I don't have to deal with annoying blind dates anymore.

This is a happy event, and it is necessary to smoke a cigarette to celebrate.

An Ling lit a cigarette and put it in his mouth, turned on the computer, looked at the half-written manuscript, and thought about how to write it next.

It took him a whole cigarette to conceive this idea, and the blank document interface made his eyes sour.

After a while.

I can't write anymore!What shit is written in front of this!

An Ling turned off the computer angrily.

There are some things that you just can't get rid of completely without thinking about them.Just like now, he is lying on the bed looking at the ceiling, and he is starting to fall into the horns again.

Why did Qi Wangshu want to break up?

How did he disappear?

Did he...has he ever liked me?

An Ling closed his eyes, seeing the last time the two met.

It was a few days before graduation, and he couldn't remember the specific days.Qi Wangshu finally went back to school, and asked him how the audition was, and he said it was okay.

"What do you mean it's okay?" Anling squeezed Qi Wangshu's hand while no one was around, "I'm sure you can pass. Let's go, I'll treat you to a big meal."

The so-called big meal is the spicy hot pot in the school's second canteen, and the rice is enough.

Qi Wangshu smiled at him, reluctantly.

During the meal, An Ling had been working hard to liven up the atmosphere, he was very good at talking, and Qi Wangshu mechanically bent the corners of his mouth a few times as if he had completed a task.

An Ling knew that he was under a lot of pressure at this time. He had just broken up with his family, and the audition was still not going well. He was so poor that he didn't even have a meal.

But coaxing people is too tiring and can't see the effect.In fact, as long as Qi Wangshu can give him a real smile, he can immediately fill up his blood, split himself into funny and flattering, and perform cross talk in front of him for three days.

"The zipper of your backpack is broken?" The two were silent for a while, but it was An Ling who spoke first.

Qi Wangshu took the backpack from behind and glanced at it. Anling reached out to him, and he handed it over.

An Ling squeezed the zipper pull and pulled it, it wasn't broken, but it was a little loose.He wanted to help Qi Wangshu tidy up the sundries in his backpack, but he saw a pink envelope first.

He raised his head and glanced across, then took out the letter.

"Received love letters as soon as I returned to school, the charm of the school girl has not diminished." An Ling usually doesn't care about these things, but today I don't know why, it's extra sour.

Qi Wangshu was still absent-minded, he looked at the letter in An Ling's hand, "Just throw it away."

"I won't throw it away." An Ling put the love letter back into his bag and zipped it up, "You'd better open it and have a look, don't let people write it for nothing."

It was sour.

Qi Wangshu didn't speak, he glanced at Anling's mobile phone on the table, the screen was broken for almost three months, and it hasn't been replaced yet.

"Brother Ling," Qi Wangshu only glanced at the broken phone and then quickly withdrew his eyes. His eyes wandered wildly, but they never reached Anling's face. "Let's break up."

The number of times Qi Wangshu begged him could be counted on the fingers, but every time, he could not help calling him "Brother Ling".

An Ling was stunned, he was so shocked that he laughed out loud, "Are you telling a bad joke?"

"Let's break up." Qi Wangshu repeated these three words again, stood up from the seat, and took the backpack from him, "I'm leaving."

He walked very fast, as if he was afraid that An Ling would catch up with him.

After that, Qi Wangshu never appeared again, not even attending the graduation ceremony.

An Ling opened his eyes again. In fact, the answer has always been hidden in his heart, but he has been unwilling to admit it.

Less than a year after the breakup, Qi Wangshu suddenly became so popular that it overwhelmed the sky. Perhaps that day was the moment when he left behind his downcast past and rushed towards a prosperous future.

She is the wife of dross.

A carp in Anling stood up straight from the bed and sat up.

"Wow, quickly give me this Qi Shimei—a dog's head!"

Bao Qingtian only raised his upper body for three seconds, and after shouting, he fell on the bed in a daze.

Is Qi Wangshu really such a person?

You gave me a definite answer, and I don't have to keep making excuses for you and deceiving myself in the past three years.

Early the next morning, he was woken up again by his mother pulling out the quilt and drying him in the cold spring.

"Please forgive me. There are only two days of vacation in a week, and no one is allowed to sleep in. What's the point of this vacation!" An Ling sneezed and put on his clothes, his eyelids could barely be opened.

"I figured it out," Ms. Li sat down on his bed, "don't let the fat and water flow to outsiders, son," she held An Ling's face, "you and Xiao Qi get back together!"

An Ling was so frightened that his eyelids flicked to his eyebrows, "Aren't you awake yet? Talking in your sleep?"

"I've been back from morning exercise for half an hour!" Ms. Li touched her son's head with a bewildered smile on her face, "Lingling, Mom only wants you to be happy."

"My happiness has nothing to do with him." An Ling muttered, took the shirt in her hand and put it on her body. The mother and son have lived together for 25 years. An Ling knew that even if he came out, Ms. Li would not do anything to him. , but the phrase "Mom only wants you to be happy" still made him really feel good.

"Wangshu, Wangshu, the most comfortable in the world!" Ms. Li folded the quilt for him, muttering, "Shushu is brave to fly, and my aunt will always be with you! Read more every day, and sleep until Qi Wangshu..."

"Stop it! Stop it!" An Ling pulled up her pants and pushed her out of the room, "Fan slogans, you shout at your idol, don't come to torture me."

"Aren't I practicing first?" Ms. Li turned to look at him, "You follow me too, don't be stage fright when you see Xiao Qi!"

"Who...see who?" An Ling stood still, "You treat him as the uncle who walks the dog downstairs, you can see him every day, and you can see him whenever you want?"

Knowing that she must be talking in her sleep again, An Ling couldn't help feeling a little flustered.

Ms. Li really wasn't talking in her sleep, she took out her mobile phone and turned to the itinerary map sent by Qi Wangshu's studio, "Let me show you, today Xiao Qi has an event in the mall yesterday, we have to hurry, or we won't be able to catch up!"

An Ling took it and gave it back to her immediately after only looking at it, then turned and ran back to her room, "Go alone, pay attention to safety, don't be too crazy, I'll get back to sleep."

Returning to the cage, I still didn't sleep well.

As soon as An Ling stepped into the revolving door of the shopping mall, he was so frightened by the scene inside that he stopped, and almost slapped his forehead on the revolving glass.

"Didn't the event start at one o'clock in the afternoon?" He grabbed Ms. Li and confirmed it again.

He had never seen so many people before, and the stage that had been set up was surrounded by water, and it would be difficult to insert a needle. There were piles of little girls scattered all over the first floor, all holding big posters in their hands. Know who you are shouting slogans to.The guardrails on the second, third, and even fourth and fifth floors were full of people. As soon as An Ling raised his head, facing so many densely packed faces, goose bumps suddenly appeared on his body.

"What do you know, how can you occupy a favorable terrain if you don't come early?" Ms. Li dragged him through the crowd and sighed, "We still came a little late." Then she turned her head and glared at him, "It's all your fault! "

If it weren't for the fact that the 47-year-old mother's first time chasing the scene in her life would be the last, An Ling would hide in the sewer, and would never go out to watch such a ghostly activity.

Anyway, he definitely won't be able to squeeze in, An Ling tried his best to reassure himself, you might not even be able to look at him.