shallow affection

Xiang Tingzhou was about to move, and it was a little far away, in S City, hundreds of kilometers away.

City S is a super first-tier city in China, with a developed economy and culture, a lot of opportunities and a broad platform, and it is a place where countless people pursue their dreams and their dreams are broken.Xiang Tingzhou's brokerage company is in the city center of S. The company rented a house for him and asked him to move there as soon as possible so that he can catch up on announcements and take acting classes in the future.

The significance of this move is not yet obvious, but if Xiang Tingzhou is really popular in the future, today must be an important turning point in the memoir.Jian Qingli was a little sad, he vaguely expected that Xiang Tingzhou might really become his friend who lived on the other side of the phone and couldn't see him several times a year.

He bought a white hat for Xiang Tingzhou to congratulate him on officially entering the entertainment circle.

Don't worry, Xiang Tingzhou swears, I will never recognize you when I become popular.He gave Jian Qingli many trinkets that he couldn't take away, signed his name in a fluttering manner, and said that these would be used as parting gifts, and you would sell them for money when you fell down, don't ask me to borrow them, this is My last tenderness to you.

Thank you, Jian Qingli said, I will throw it in the trash as soon as I go out later.

"Do you have any acquaintances in S City?"

Xiang Tingzhou thought about it seriously for a while: "Does He Cen count?"

"Nonsense." Jian Qingli's worries disappeared immediately, and she educated him with winks, "Serve Director He well, and strive to be the leading actor in his next play."

"Fuck, maybe by the time his next movie starts, I'll already be a big star he can't afford."

Jian Qingli laughed loudly: "Very good, you have backbone."

In order to congratulate Xiang Tingzhou on his "housewarming", Jian Qingli offered to treat them, and the two ate at a seafood buffet restaurant.The restaurant was chosen by Xiang Tingzhou. The environment is elegant and the price is outrageous, which matches their noble status very well.Jian Qingli felt pain in the flesh, took a few photos and sent them to Fang Mingzhan, pitifully selling them: "Xiang Tingzhou blackmailed me, I can't pay for the meal, and I will be left to wash the dishes."

A few minutes later, Fang Mingzhan transferred a sum of money to him.Jian Qingli accepted it with a smile on her face, and replied "Thank you Mr. Fang".

He was still in high spirits, but Fang Mingzhan said: "I borrowed from you, return it at night."

At night, Jian Qingli thought about these three words, and the more she thought about it, the more she felt that it was dangerous. She might not be able to get out of bed tomorrow, so she wrapped a big red envelope and returned the money back intact, "Then I don't want it anymore!"

Fang Mingzhan was very cunning, he returned it without looking at it, and said with care, it was too late.

"Who are you messaging with? Laughing like this." Xiang Tingzhou couldn't stand it anymore.

"Netizen."

"The one you were waiting for at the bar last time?"

Jian Qingli nodded.

Xiang Tingzhou almost spit out a sip of beer: "Did you get it?"

"Although the wording is uncivilized, it almost means this."

"What about your ex-boyfriend, no more?"

"No more," Jian Qingli smiled mysteriously, and brushed her hair smartly, "Throw it into the trash can."

Xiang Tingzhou was at a loss, and always felt that his attitude was a little weird.After all, it's only been a month since Jian Qingli caught the traitor angrily, and it's not like his style to move on in such a short period of time.

The more Xiang Tingzhou thought about it, the more he became unconvinced. He had known Jian Qingli for two years, so he should win first. It would be fine if he lost to his ex-boyfriend, but a netizen who appeared out of nowhere could beat him. It was simply unscientific.He encouraged Jian Qingli to call the other party over, and he wanted to compete in person.

"No, Leo is very shy." Jian Qingli said it seriously, as if such a person really existed.

"Fuck, it's great to have an English name, and my name is Frank."

"Frank, what a waste, did your company pick it up for you?" Jian Qingli laughed and laughed, taking pleasure in teasing Xiang Tingzhou.

Xiang Tingzhou slapped the table with a "bang", the oysters on the plate were shaken, and the white and tender meat kept shaking.He looked carefully at Jian Qingli, Jian Qingli was eating ice cream, his clear eyes exuded infinite magic power, he felt that it was a pity that such a beauty actually suffered from hysteria due to emotional trauma.Not only daydreaming, but also fabricating a netizen named Leo to comfort himself.

Jian Qingli laughed until her stomach ached, and said intermittently: "Don't worry, he will come. I can't drive after drinking, so he will be my driver." He asked again, how do you go back and let He Cen pick you up?

Xiang Tingzhou twitched one corner of his lips disapprovingly, "Take a taxi, don't bother him."

Jian Qingli loves to pierce people's sore spots, and said bluntly: "Can't you take the initiative? You still have the self-consciousness of being a gun|friend."

Xiang Tingzhou's only smile also faded, and his eyes showed disappointment. He shrugged, "Life is like a play, and if you play your role well, you will be successful."

Jian Qingli asked: "That Chi Weiguang, is he from the circle?" This name was mentioned by He Cen after he was drunk.

"Maybe, I'm not interested, I haven't inquired about it."

"You didn't understand the great director properly."

"For something like heart knots, you have to tie the bell to untie it. What can I say?"

Jian Qingli hesitated to speak.

Silence suddenly fell among them, like an autumn wind blowing through a wheat field, forcing every down on the body to fall down, becoming soft and docile, an overwhelming force that cannot be resisted.

They were silent for a while, and when the inexplicable heaviness dissipated by itself, Jian Qingli teased: "Suddenly I feel that you exude the light of great wisdom and foolishness."

"Excellent award." Xiang Tingzhou took a few mouthfuls of food, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, "Are you praising me or scolding me!"

When I left the restaurant, there was only a lingering haze left in the dusk, and the light tilted so sharply that it almost shone close to the ground, leaving a golden trace.

Jian Qingli said with emotion: "I wish you a bright future."

"Must," Xiang Tingzhou was full of confidence, pointing to the huge billboard on the wall of the shopping mall, "Just wait and see me there."

Probably because of the traffic jam, Fang Mingzhan arrived a little late.Xiang Tingzhou already doubted Leo's existence. The longer he waited, the more he believed that Jian Qingli was lying. Yue is a doctor in the Mental Hospital, and I will push his business card to you later.

As soon as he finished speaking, a silver-gray BMW stopped firmly in front of them.Jian Qingli stood up from the flower bed, patted the dust on her ass, and said to Xiang Tingzhou, that's Leo, I'm leaving.

Xiang Tingzhou stared dumbfounded at Fang Mingzhan who nodded to him and said, "Are you kidding me? Isn't that your ex-boyfriend?"

"No, he is Leo." Jian Qingli suppressed a smile, looking at him solemnly, with extremely sincere eyes.

After Xiang Tingzhou drank two bottles of wine, his mind became less clear, "Could it be that I'm hallucinating?"

"That's right, don't doubt it." Jian Qingli trotted towards the location of Fang Mingzhan, laughing all the way, "I also know a psychiatrist, I will push it to you later."

Fang Mingzhan opened the passenger door, saw Jian Qingli was out of breath from laughing, and couldn't help but ask, "Drink too much?"

"No." Jian Qingli quickly pecked him on the face, and then sat in the carriage.

Fang Mingzhan started the car, turned on the turn signal, stared intently at the traffic in the left-view mirror, and casually told: "Drink less alcohol."

"Back then and then, you didn't say that before."

The scene at that time was a double bed in the middle of the night, and Fang Mingzhan said that after drinking, he was more behaved than usual, so he was easy to play with.

Fang Mingzhan smiled when he heard the words, "That's right."

Jian Qingli continued to raise the bar, turned his head to meet the gaze of Mingzhan above, and suddenly died down.

Fang Mingzhan said: "No matter what, you should drink less, it will hurt your liver."

"I know." Jian Qingli took out a pack of gummy bears from the groove in the car door, tore open the package, picked one and threw it into his mouth, and asked symbolically, "Do you want it?"

He knew that Fang Mingzhan didn't like sweets.

"No, I bought it for you."

Jian Qingli's mouth was sweet, and he shrank his shoulders uncomfortably, "I'm not used to you being so nice to me all of a sudden."

Fang Mingzhan didn't answer the call.Jian Qingli looked out the window, the twilight was getting thicker and darker, the street lights were gradually turned on, the rose-red sunset was floating in the sky, and the whole city was magnificent and dreamy.

He suddenly denied his thoughts again.In fact, Fang Mingzhan had always been very kind to him. During his most painful days when his mother passed away, it was Fang Mingzhan's company and encouragement that cheered him up.

Jian Qingli didn't know whether the encounter between him and Leo was a design or a coincidence. He used prelife very early and shared his photography works on it. At that time, the app was not as dirty as it is today, and a small group of photography fans often gathered in Communicate together.He didn't hide this matter from Fang Mingzhan. Fang Mingzhan might have remembered his account number accidentally, so after they cut off all contact on the surface, they used this secret channel to contact him.

Leo is a mystery. Jian Qingli has never been able to determine his identity until he reunited with Fang Mingzhan, and finally realized one night that there is only one person in this world who will take a lot of trouble to find him and share his grief.

"To your house or mine?" Jian Qingli looked at the intersection ahead.

"When you move here, you won't have to ask such questions."

Jian Qingli laughed dryly, shaking the packaging bag of gummy bears up and down, making a dull sound.

"Aren't you going to open a studio? If you sell your house, you will have money to invest."

Of course Jian Qingli understands these reasons, and he also longs to live with Fang Mingzhan, living together like a real couple, but he always has a burden in his heart, for fear that the behavior of living together will stimulate Yang Tong.

Fang Mingzhan knew what he was worried about without guessing, "If my mother disagrees for the rest of my life, will you never move?"

"Don't do this, I'm even more stressed." Jian Qingli took another soft candy, put it in his mouth and chewed viciously, looking out the window in distress and seriousness.

The colorful night scene melted away his anxiety, gradually Jian Qingli forgot what he was thinking.He leaned on the car door, hummed a little tune vaguely, teased the candy nimbly with the tip of his tongue, and his eyes fell on Fang Mingzhan lightly for a long time.

"Boss Fang." He yelled in a strange voice as if playing a mischief.

"Huh?" Fang Mingzhan agreed very gently, neither in a hurry nor annoyed.

Jian Qingli suddenly got stuck, and choked out a sentence for a long time, "Are you busy with work today?"

"Fortunately."

After a while, Jian Qingli called him again: "Fang Mingzhan."

"What's the matter?" Fang Mingzhan remained patient.

"It's okay, I'm just calling to play."

Fang Mingzhan raised his eyebrows slightly, glanced at him out of the corner of his eye, then slowed down the car, and pulled over on a small road.

Jian Qingli wondered: "It's not here yet, what are you doing?"

Fang Mingzhan unfastened his seat belt, strode to the front of the passenger driver, and put down Jian Qingli's seat.

"Hey, it's outside!"

"Don't move," Fang Mingzhan pressed Jian Qingli to kiss, his left hand slipped under the hem of his clothes, stroking his smooth and delicate skin, and his right hand held his face so that he could not escape the hot lips and tongue.

Jian Qingli hugged Fang Mingzhan's neck in refusal and welcome, he kept moving his upper body because of his unbearable passion, and the sound of panting echoed in the carriage.

After a long time, Fang Mingzhan let go of Jian Qingli, wiped off the silver on his lips with the back of his hand, and poked his dimple to warn him not to interfere with his driving.

Jian Qingli has been aroused by him, lying on the seat flushed, panting: "Can you be more unreasonable? I think you are just disturbing you, so I won't look at you anymore. "

In the second half of the journey, he really closed his eyes and extinguished his desire by reciting ancient high school poems.

When she got home, Jian Qingli squeezed two glasses of juice as usual.Fang Mingzhan saw the black travel bag on the coffee table, and casually asked him what he bought again.

"I didn't buy it, it was the broken copper and iron left by Xiang Tingzhou," Jian Qingli hadn't inspected the contents of the bag carefully before flipping through it hastily, took out a sand sculpture repeating duck, held it up in front of Fang Ming's store and shook it .

Fang Mingzhan asked, "What are you doing?"

The little duck repeated with a baby-like electronic voice: "What are you doing?"

Jian Qingli smiled and bent over.

"Childish." Fang Mingzhan grabbed the duckling and pressed the switch.

Jian Qingli squinted, his bright black eyelashes curled up and down, tired from laughing, he leaned into Fang Mingzhan's arms, gasping for breath.

They looked at each other lazily and quietly, without any purpose or intention. After a while, the two of them approached at the same time and took a short kiss.

Jian Qingli felt that Fang Mingzhan's eyes were full of stars.

After watching TV for a while, Fang Mingzhan went to take a shower.Jian Qingli randomly switched channels with the remote control, and found a legal program to relieve boredom.

The phone on the coffee table buzzed twice, and the screen lit up.Fang Mingzhan was busy with work, and there were often news coming in. Jian Qingli didn't take it seriously, and glanced at it casually.

It turned out to be a message from Yang Tong.

He hesitantly picked up Fang Mingzhan's cell phone, entered the password, and opened WeChat.

"Fang Mingzhan, since you don't listen to me and insist on being with that little bastard, then you don't have to recognize me as your mother from now on."

After reading it word by word, Jian Qingli locked the phone screen and put it back where it was.The suspenseful plot of "the son has been away from home for three years and talks to his mother on the phone every week, but the mother suspects that the son has been killed" is still playing on the TV. The atmosphere reaches a climax. Jian Qingli is upset and turns off the TV.

When Fang Mingzhan came out of the bathroom, Jian Qingli handed him the phone and said, "Your mother sent a message, I'm sorry I checked it."

Fang Mingzhan was mentally prepared. After reading it, he was silent for a while, and said calmly: "Blood relationship is not something that can be broken just by saying it."

Jian Qingli scratched her hair irritably, and the corners of her eyes quickly moistened, "I don't want to embarrass you, really."

"Then you will be in trouble with me." Fang Mingzhan emphasized the word "together", his eyes were determined and deep.

"That's different. She already hated me. It doesn't matter if she hates me a little more. But you are different. You are her son. She must feel very sad that you abandoned her."

Fang Mingzhan smiled wryly: "How do you know she doesn't hate me?"

Jian Qingli leaned on the sofa, covered her eyes with her arms, fluttered her nose slightly, and kept shaking her head.

"It's okay," Fang Mingzhan hugged him into his arms, comforting him softly, "Everything will be fine, it will definitely be."