i only like your face

Blurred lights, electronic music roaring.

Han Shaoying stretched out his hand to pour the wine, and the tight black shirt stretched out a tight and smooth muscle line on his shoulders and arms.

He followed the Nanyang project for more than half a year, and finally handed in a good report card to the old man. This trip back to Chuanhai, the whole person's spirit suddenly relaxed.

The bar is owned by Zhao Cheng, a good friend of Han Shaoyong. As a good buddy who flirted with cats and dogs during the crotch-opening period, as soon as Han Shaoyong came back today, Zhao Chenggong immediately called him over for a drink.

By the way, there are also Qin You and Jiang He who are rarely free and who can be regarded as a circle of friends.

"You have accomplished so many major projects in Nanyang, the old man must be very happy." It was Qin You who spoke, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, with an elegant and gentle demeanor.

"I'll be thankful if he doesn't scold me a few more words in the future." Han Shaoying has a lazy expression, inheriting the advantages of his mixed-race mother. Under the light, his facial features have the three-dimensional sense of sharp and straight European and American men, and he is handsome and compelling.

Jiang He chuckled at the side and said, "Although the old man has a bit of a temper, I really admire him for being able to correct you."

Han Shaoying has changed a lot in the past few years, his violent temper has been restrained, and the soldier's vigor in his early years has also faded a lot, and he feels a little more stable and reliable.

In the early years, people said that even if Mr. Han handed over the family property to his unmotivated grandson, the huge family business would be ruined by Han Shaoying in a few years, but they didn't expect that Han Shaoying had actually started to get on the road in the past few years.

Han Shaoyun raised his eyebrows and said nothing.

"The old man should start urging you to start a family. This is his biggest concern now."

"Don't mention it, I remind you every time I see you." Han Shaoyun raised his head and drank.

"Oh, by the way, Old Han, I have something to ask you." Zhao Cheng suddenly leaned over and asked with a wistful smile, "Are you still a virgin?"

Han Shaoyun almost sprayed the wine in his mouth on Zhao Cheng's face: "What kind of bullshit is this?"

"I'm a serious old Han. You've been single for 27 years. My brother is worried about your health, do you know?"

"No, I'm fine."

"Since Wenci got married, I haven't seen anyone you've had a good time with. Why, is it true that you are waiting for Wenci to get divorced?"

When it came to diction, the faces of several people changed a little. Qin You winked at Zhao Cheng, signaling him not to say any more.

Everyone in the circle is familiar with Wenci, and everyone knows the years when Han Shaoying pursued Wenci with great momentum, and they all still remember the night Wenci got married, Han Shaoyu got drunk and wailed at his friends like a little fool. : I will not give up, I have to wait, I have to wait for Wenci to get divorced...

Wen Ci, a dignified and elegant handsome young man from a literary and artistic family, with his high-quality and perfect appearance, has captured a lot of dog lickers since he was a teenager, and Han Shaoyu is undoubtedly the fiercest and most self-made dog licker among them. There is no more affectionate dedication than guarding one's body for diction for 24 years.

However, the fate of licking dogs, Han Shaoying, could not escape in the end. Three years ago, Wen Ci fell in love with a talented music singer and got married, and the family moved abroad, which completely broke his delusion.

Qin You and others usually try their best to avoid talking about rhetoric in front of Han Shaoyong. Three years have passed in a flash, and they have exchanged a lot of entertainment tickets intermittently around them, but Han Shaoyong is like a monk who can't forget his past.

Han Shaoying knocked down his wine glass, and the blurred lights in the bar reflected his deep and three-dimensional facial features. Unexpectedly, he didn't change his face. He frowned and pondered for a moment before slowly saying: "I have someone, and I have been with me for three years."

Zhao Cheng and the others stared at Han Shaoying in a daze.

"I rely on authenticity." Zhao Chengcheng discovered the New World, "Three years? Isn't it that you found someone after Wen Ci got married?"

Qin You also frowned: "I never heard you mention it."

"Hurry up, Lao Han, tell me quickly." Zhao Cheng said anxiously, "What does he do, what kind of person is he, he can pull you out of the last relationship, he must not look like a fairy."

A clear and slender figure flashed in his mind, a smile appeared on the corner of Han Shaoying's lips, and he changed into a comfortable sitting position: "It's pretty, gentle and sensible, like a little white flower."

In terms of feelings, the group of them who have a close relationship with Han Shaoying still have the impression of Han Shaoying's shameless and shameless pursuit of diction.

Suddenly hearing the description of the other from Han Shaoyun's mouth, everyone's curiosity was immediately aroused to the extreme.

"Then you have hidden deep enough, Old Han, hurry up and call someone out to let everyone get to know each other."

"Forget it." Han Shaoyun lit a cigarette and held it in his mouth, "He doesn't like this kind of occasion."

Everyone was taken aback, and they could vaguely hear a hint of pampering from Han Shaoying's mouth.

"I'm very considerate to him, but we're still so low-key after being together for so long." Jiang He asked with a tentative smile, "It seems that you are not a couple either..."

"Old Han's little lover." Zhao Cheng said casually.

"It's just to relieve boredom." Han Shaoying lowered his eyes and shook the cigarette ash on his fingertips, "Could it be possible to get married?"

"Hahahaha, that's right, our old Han is still waiting for Wenci to get divorced."

"..."

Han Shaoyun gave Zhao Cheng a sideways glance, and Zhao Cheng immediately shut up.

Han Shaoying quickly changed the subject. He confessed that the main reason for this matter was that he didn't want to be ridiculed by Zhao Cheng, a second-five virgin, but he didn't want to make fun of him by his friends.

At the end of the drink, Han Shaoyong got up and went to the bathroom. Zhao Cheng felt a little worried seeing him swaying, so he asked a waiter to accompany him.

Not long after Han Shaoyun left, there was a buzzing sound on the table where a piece of foreign wine was placed.

"Why didn't Lao Han take his mobile phone?"

Zhao Cheng glanced at the caller ID on the phone, and couldn't help but be taken aback.

darling...

"Little boy? I rely on this remark..." Zhao Cheng smiled fiercely, "Could it be the little love raised by Lao Han? He's still a little girl, and Lao Han is naive enough to be nasty. He can do this remark." Figure it out."

Qin You also couldn't help laughing, but said: "How can this remark be called childish? If it is really the person Shao Yun said, it means that he is very fond of others. Just ask if Zhao Cheng has a partner who has survived for three years. The three of you It's less than a month."

Zhao Cheng couldn't hold back his curiosity. He hesitated for two seconds and connected the phone, muttering, "I'll help Lao Han answer it, it's not something important."

Zhao Cheng turned on the hands-free, he didn't speak immediately, Qin You, Jiang He and the others unconsciously put down their wine glasses and leaned slightly, staring at the phone with breathless concentration.

"Brother Yun, I'm off work."

The surrounding voices and electronic music were noisy, and the alcohol that several people were drinking smelt, but the voice from this mobile phone was as gentle as water, soothing people's hearts like a breeze.

Zhao Cheng cleared his throat: "Hey, it's Lao Han's friend, right? I'm Lao Han's friend. Lao Han has drunk too much. Can you come and pick him up?"

There was a pause for two seconds, "Hello, what is the address?"

The voice suddenly became much colder, but very polite.

Zhao Cheng quickly reported the address.

"I'll be there in half an hour, please take care of Brother Yun for me, thank you."

After hanging up the phone, Zhao Cheng still hadn't recalled it, and rubbed his chin thoughtfully: "Judging from the voice, he should look pretty good, why does he call Lao Han Brother Yong instead of Brother Han, it sounds so awkward .”

"You're not afraid that Shaolong will be in a hurry with you."

"Old Han is not that stingy. He drank almost six figures of my wine tonight. Let me take a look at what happened to his little love. Besides, aren't you curious?"

Jiang He chuckled: "Let's just say that, it's quite common for Shao Yun to look like a family."

"The point is not whether Lao Han has made friends. The point is that Lao Han found someone immediately after Wen Ci got married, and he hasn't changed for three years. Have you all forgotten how Lao Han chased Wen Ci back then, Wen Jia At least two-thirds of his current status is due to his spending money. After Wen Ci got married, I almost thought that Lao Han was going to escape into Buddhism, but in the end, hey, his grandson found a new love quietly. It's been worrying me for so long..."

"In the end, it's a good thing." Qin Youdao, "Otherwise, can we really look forward to Wenci's divorce and come back to find him?"

Soon, Han Shaoyun came back after draining the water. He seemed to have washed his face. His sword-shaped eyebrows were soaked black. He sat down on the sofa, breathing out a long breath of alcohol...

Han Shaoyu had already drank too much, and his mood was a little flustered, but he was in a really good mood at the moment, and Zhao Cheng poured him a few more drinks, and he quickly sat down on the sofa, and chatted with Qin You on the side about business. thing.

Zhao Cheng checked the time on his phone from time to time and looked towards the entrance of the bar.

Most of the people who came in came in groups of three or five. After an unknown period of time, Zhao Cheng intuitively focused his eyes on a young man who had just entered the door.

The young man was wearing jeans and a white casual jacket. Although he was wearing a mask, his slender and straight figure could be seen at a glance in the crowd. He was alone, and he didn't take off the mask on his face when he entered the bar. His eyes were calm. Patrolling in a feast of lights.

"Here we come." Zhao Cheng stretched out his hand and waved at Han Shaoyun, "Hey old Han, look at that, isn't that your wife?"

Han Shaoyu was taken aback for a moment, and looked in the direction Zhao Cheng pointed along with Qin You and Jiang He.

The young man just turned his head and saw Han Shaoying sitting on the sofa, and walked straight here in the next second.

After all, he has been sleeping for three years, even if he only shows a pair of eyes, Han Shaoying can recognize him at a glance.

That is, Mo Ming.

Just as Zhao Cheng wanted to explain, Han Shaoying had already stood up from the sofa, walked around the wine table full of foreign wine and walked quickly to Mo Ming.

"Why are you here?" Han Shaoyun frowned, but his voice was very gentle.

Mo Ming raised his hand and gently pulled the mask on his face to his chin, revealing a handsome and gentle face: "I called, brother Xun, your friend said you were drunk, let me pick you up."

Zhao Cheng's head almost turned into a bastard, and his eyes finally bypassed Han Shaoying to see the face clearly.

He is very young, only around twenty, looks a little too good-looking, his facial features are handsome and meticulous, as if carefully drawn by Tiangong's brush, his face is as delicate as white porcelain in this not bright environment, which is really eye-catching.

Zhao Cheng always felt that this appearance should be a cold and detached temperament, just like the last few words of the man on the phone earlier, but at this moment he was facing Han Shaoying, his eyes were as clear as water, and he was gentle and well-behaved. It makes people feel that this person is really like what Han Shaoyun described earlier, a gentle, sensible and well-behaved little white flower.

Hearing what Mo Ming said, Han Shaoying turned around and stared at Zhao Cheng.

Zhao Cheng straightened his neck, stood up and walked up to Mo Ming with a hey smile, "Hi, hello, my name is Zhao Cheng, and I'm Lao Han's buddy. I answered the call because I was afraid that Lao Han would drink tonight. drunk."

Mo Ming nodded politely: "Hi, my name is Mo Ming."

"Inexplicable? I remember singing whenever there is a song, inexplicable, I just like you, deeply in love with you..."

Mo Ming smiled slightly, "It's the end of the doomsday, the Ming of the Ming River."

"That's right, I said hahaha, by the way, Mr. Mo looks familiar, have we met somewhere..."

Zhao Cheng turned around and saw Han Shaoying staring at him with a cannibalistic face, his eyes seemed to tear his mouth apart, so he immediately fell silent.

Han Shaoyong ignored Zhao Cheng, he thought for a second, then turned to Mo Ming and said, "Since they're all here, let me introduce you to my friend."

Mo Ming nodded slightly.

At this moment, Qin You and Jiang He also stood up, and they both looked at Mo Ming, who was walking with Han Shaorong, with varying degrees of doubts and shocks on their faces...

Han Shaoyu introduced Qin You and Jiang He to Mo Ming respectively, then put the mask on Mo Ming's chin back on his face, and said in a serious voice, "There are a lot of people here."

Mo Ming blinked his eyes obediently, Han Shaohong smiled, and raised his hand to rub Mo Ming's hair.

Zhao Cheng asked the waiter to get the wine, but Han Shaoyun stopped him: "Mo Ming is a young actor, it's not convenient to drink here, next time I will be the host in the private room, and I will ask Lao Cai and the others to drink together, and I will go back now."

Qin You looked away from Mo Ming's face, and smiled lightly: "Alright, you drank a lot today, go back and rest early."

Soon, Han Shaoyun took Mo Ming and left the bar.

Zhao Cheng looked at the backs of the leaving pair, and hissed and sighed: "Old Han's eyesight is amazing, those legs, waist, and face, damn, it's really not worse than Wenci."

Jiang He was smoking a cigarette, frowned tightly and said nothing, Qin You looked at Jiang He like this, and couldn't help laughing: "You can see it too?"

Jiang He nodded.

"What? What do you see?" Zhao Cheng was confused.

"You just said that Mo Ming looks familiar, is it flirtatious or does it really look familiar?" Jiang He asked Zhao Cheng intentionally.

Zhao Chengtou nodded seriously: "I really think it looks familiar, I always feel that I have seen it somewhere, but just now Lao Han didn't say that Mo Ming is an actor, maybe I saw it on the Internet someday, but I don't remember no."

"I'll show you this and you'll remember."

As he spoke, Qin You took out his mobile phone, logged on to a social software, searched for a person's homepage, found a selfie from his published album, and handed the photo to Zhao Cheng.

The young man in the photo has delicate features and a warm smile, and this person is Wen Ci.

Zhao Cheng stared at the photo for three seconds, took a breath, and blurted out: "No wonder! No wonder I find Mo Ming so familiar, he, he looks like Wen Ci."

"It seems that it's not so much, but there are two points of similarity between the eyebrows and eyes, but the similarity can reach three points when smiling." Qin You calmly said, "Wenci moved abroad after getting married, and I haven't seen you for three years. You didn't respond at once. It's normal to come here."

Zhao Cheng felt that his soul had been shocked: "It's no wonder that as soon as Wen Ci got married, Lao Han had a love affair, and he was still a pet for three years. Dare to find a substitute for Wen Ci."

"Speaking of which..." Jiang He turned his head and asked Qin You, "Do you think this Mo Ming knows that he is a stand-in?"

"Before Wen Ci resigned from the entertainment industry, he was considered a top performer in the entertainment industry. Back then, when Shao Rong was so high-profile, almost everyone in the entertainment industry knew about it. Now, whenever Mo Ming looks in the mirror, he knows why he is attracted by Shao Rong."

"So he knows that he is a stand-in..." Jiang He nodded, "That's right, considering Shao Rong's family background, anyone who is smarter knows how good the deal is, and it doesn't matter if the stand-in is not."

"Convinced." Zhao Cheng tutted, "I want to sing a song for Lao Han to love you even if you die. This goddamn lover is reincarnated. I thought he had come out of Wenci, but the love is getting deeper and deeper. By the way, is this old Han still in his mind now?"

"There's no need to worry about it. No matter how much you deceive yourself, you will wake up one day. It's just a matter of time..."