I just want to start a career when I travel to the brainless

Zhu Gong looked at the two people on the plane who were clearly sitting next to each other but ignored each other, and sighed deeply.

It was the first time that she had really felt the cp be like this.

I don't know what happened the night before, Mr. Xiao Lin walked out of the room with a blank expression on his face, Miss Yue chased her out and held her hand, Mr. Xiao Lin slowly broke free.

Then the two of them never spoke a word.

Amidst the low roar of the plane, Song Qingyue closed his eyes.

She didn't sleep a wink for two nights.

The familiar fragrance from the people around her stimulated her sense of smell, but it seemed impossible for her to hold her in her arms and blend into her flesh and blood.

finished?She thought in a daze, then smiled wryly.

No, it probably didn't start, Lin Qingqian never admitted that he had been with her, even though apart from that finishing touch, the two of them had already done almost everything they should do.

Unable to restrain the influence of gravity, she closed her eyes wearily.

Can't figure it out, she can't figure it out.

Is my answer wrong?

Maybe so.

Just like that with the roar of the engine, the body's self-protection mechanism made her fall asleep.

Lin Qingqian at the side beckoned the flight attendant, and said softly, "Bring a blanket here." She motioned for Song Qingyue to cover it.

She stared at the thin and pale face of the child wrapped in the blanket, with dark blue eyes and tired face, and even the always rosy lips were stained a little purple, as if the soul had been sucked out.

She squeezed her forehead, trying to relieve the headache.

Why didn't she close her eyes for two nights?

There is a theorem called Murphy's Law, which probably says that what you fear most will happen.

Sure enough.

The headache became more severe, and the memory fragments belonging to the original owner surged up in her mind. Her hand mechanically took out the small medicine bottle in the Kun bag, and swallowed one.

I fell into darkness, but the memory of the night before was becoming clearer and clearer in my mind like watching a movie.

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"Then let me ask you, what kind of person do you think I am?" Lin Qingqian leaned against the wall, playing with the curtain beside her as if nothing had happened.

Song Qingyue was taken aback: There is no such question in the question bank.

Lin Qingqian gently reminded: "Tell me what you really think in your heart, don't ask for that kind of standard answer."

Song Qingyue took a deep breath, her voice was trembling, and she considered the words: "Gentle and tolerant, courageous in doing things, kind and upright, with great brains, and first-class public relations skills..." She secretly glanced at Lin Qingqian's expression, closed her eyes Say it with a gamble, "Anyway, I like it!"

Lin Qingqian was really taken aback for a moment, gentle and generous, kind and upright, this is not a good evaluation in the business circle.

Even in her previous life, few people commented on her like that.

However, the appearance he showed in front of Song Qingyue seemed to be similar?

Lin Qingqian silently made a note in her heart: After being together in the future, more children should be brought to the company to attend some meetings and participate in some company decision-making and so on.Due to filming, my character has lost some of the businessman's appearance, but that is the real Lin Qingqian.If the child can't accept...?

She shook her head, dismissing the thought.

"Just barely," she chuckled, "Okay, don't be so nervous, there are only two questions in total." She paused, as if she could hear her heart beating violently, "When did you fall in love with me?" ?”

Song Qingyue fell silent.

The silence in the air made Lin Qingqian's premonition of uneasiness intensify. She took a deep breath desperately, suppressing her heart that was about to pop out of her throat.

"I'm not afraid of your jokes," Song Qingyue said, "I liked you a long time ago, a long, long time ago."

Lin Qingqian closed her eyes.

The world collapsed like shards of glass, and the shards fell like a waterfall. With ample kinetic energy, they ruthlessly penetrated into her heart, and then slowly slid down, leaving the ground in pieces.

Her world was taken out of the dreamy crystal ball by Song Qingyue's words, and then she watched the crystal ball smashed to the ground.

In the darkness, Song Qingyue couldn't see Lin Qingqian's expression, but she heard Lin Qingqian's short breathing.

"I never hated you, you know?" She spoke very fast, as if trying to throw out the emotions accumulated over the years, "The first time I saw you, you were wearing a princess dress and wearing a Wearing a small crown, like an angel."

At that time, she looked at her patched clothes, and at Lin Qingqian, who was as proud as a little swan, and slowly lowered her head.

"Although you didn't give me any good looks, you didn't bully me, even..."

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"What are you doing!" Lin Qingqian, a little one, walked over angrily, and chased away the furry children surrounding little Song Qingyue.

In the first week when Song Qingyue came to the Lin family, such a bloody story happened.

The child said with a face full of shame: "Sister Lin, don't we find this little bastard unacceptable? Mu Huacheng's bastard actually dared to bring this little bastard back to the Lin family. We must help you vent your anger. "

With a slap on his face, Lin Qingqian, who was still a baby boy, already had the demeanor of the Lin family's heir, and said coldly, "This is the Lin family's business, where is it your turn to intervene?" Grandma's Song Qingyue wiped the mud off her face with her white sleeve, "Since the Lin family accepted her, then she is the Lin family. I am not a child of the Lin family, am I also a little bastard in your mouth?" ?”

"The Lin family, it's no one's turn to point fingers."

"One mouthful and one little bastard, is this your family's tutor?"

Xiao Song Qingyue stared blankly at Lin Qingqian who had begun to grow taller, as if looking at a giant.

She scolded those skinny children, took Xiao Qingyue back to her room, looked at the pale clothes on her body, curled her lips in disgust, "No wonder they bullied you," then opened the box she brought, and found This is already the best piece of clothing on Xiao Naibao.

For the rest, they were either patched, or a small flower or grass was sewn to cover the broken place.

From head to toe, there is a breath of cheap street stalls.

She called Aunt Zhang and pointed to the little milk bag: "Give her the same treatment as me." She glanced at the box that the little milk bag brought, "Throw them away."

Xiao Qingyue didn't know where he summoned up his courage, and grabbed Lin Qingqian's sleeve, his cowardly expression was accompanied by an unquestionable affirmation, "Don't throw it!"

Xiao Qing frowned slightly and looked at her dark hands.

Xiao Qingyue seemed to be stung by that look, she let go and grabbed the hem of her clothes helplessly.

Xiao Qingqian looked at the clothes in the box with disgust, "If you don't throw it away, don't throw it away, Aunt Zhang, wash these first, remember to sterilize them at high temperature, then hang them up for her, and then buy some new clothes. "

In fact, it is not dirty, I wash it every day.

This sentence swirled around in his mouth, but Xiao Qingyue didn't say it after all.

Xiao Qingqian thought for a while, with the pain of cutting flesh on her face, she took off the small silver bracelet she was wearing, and stuffed it into Xiao Qingyue's hand. She looked at the silver bracelet, reluctantly: "This is what Mom gave me. Yes, if it wasn't too small, I would be reluctant to give it to you, if you wear this, they all know this bracelet, if you wear this, they won't bully you."

Xiao Qing stepped back a few steps: "I can't accept it."

Xiaoqing glared at her: "I'm not a nanny who can stay by your side every day. When the time comes, you will be bullied again, and it will be Lin's face that will be lost."

Xiao Qingyue finally took it and put it in his arms.

Lin Zhiyin, who seldom came home at night, learned the whole story of this matter, and calmly praised Xiao Qingqian: "You did a good job today." She glanced at Xiao Qingyue who was sitting restlessly on the high-back chair, "She It's your sister, don't let her be bullied."

It's Lin's upbringing not to have grievances and grievances for children.

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Lin Qingqian listened quietly to Song Qingyue's narration of the story, and her head ached even more.

It was as if the whole person was about to be torn apart.

The strange memories belonging to the original owner surged up like a tsunami, eroding her sanity.

Song Qingyue didn't stop talking, she ran to the side of the suitcase, dug in it, and took out a small blue iron box.

Lin Qingqian looked at the small box she had seen but didn't recognize, flipping through the memories belonging to the original owner.

"You gave this to me. You said, every girl should have her own little secret, and put her precious things in it."

She opened the small tin box, which was covered with a layer of velvet cloth, and on it was a small silver bracelet.

Lin Qingqian pressed her temples.

Song Qingyue still "never let her go" and spit out her heart-wrenching words, "Although you gradually alienated me later, I know the reason, including that you were even more rude to me after you acted in that play, and I also know The reason, I don't blame you."

The last sentence was like a bolt from the blue: "I have always been curvy, I think I have always liked you."

"Okay," Lin Qingqian said with difficulty, "Qingyue, I don't think we are suitable."

Song Qingyue was stunned, and clenched the little blue box in his hand.

Lin Qingqian was coping with the more and more intense pain in her head, while controlling herself to say something harmless: "From your description, you fell in love with me because I protected you when I was a child."

"But that's not what I like, it's the natural admiration of human beings for the strong."

"And my actions at that time were only out of my upbringing and the Lin family's face, and there was no other meaning."

"You've been living that life before, and then suddenly someone breaks into your world and brings light, and you think you're in love with her. But it's really not."

"What you like is the bubble, the knight you imagined to save yourself. It's not Lin Qingqian."

"Qingyue, you haven't really grown up yet, you don't actually know what liking is, and you don't understand what two people have to bear when they are together, and what they will face in the future."

Lin Qingqian's headache gradually made her unable to control herself, and the words in her mouth became sharper and sharper.

"And the responsibilities I bear make me destined not to put love first. I may not be able to give you what you want."

She slowly closed her eyes, "That's it, we're not suitable. It just so happens that you're going to the Shanghai stock market to study next, and the Shanghai stock market is quite far from the S market. Let's separate for a while and calm down with each other."

She opened the door and walked out of the room.

Song Qingyue hurriedly put down the small box, rushed out of the room, and took Lin Qingqian's hand. She wanted to say something, but she couldn't say anything.

The warmth ran across her cheeks, and she realized that she was crying.

Lin Qingqian slowly broke away from her hand, and through the dim light in the corridor, she saw the veins popping out of Lin Qingqian's head.

So the child didn't reach out again, she grabbed the air twice in vain.

Back in the room, the small box fell to the ground, and the small silver bracelet inside rolled away somewhere.

She searched frantically, lifted the carpet and moved the coffee table, and finally found it under the sofa.

She held the small silver bracelet tightly, wiped the dust on it, then lowered her head and squatted on the ground.

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Before getting off the plane, the flight attendant woke up Song Qingyue.

She opened her eyes in panic, subconsciously wanting to act like a baby to the people around her.

Lin Qingqian, I just had a nightmare.

But seeing Lin Qingqian's indifferent expression, she slowly recovered.

Not a dream.

Lin Qingqian didn't look at her, she was silent for a while, and said, "Li Zimu has a notebook in his hand, saying that he wants to use you as the heroine, and the scene with Luo Yong, I watched it, it is very suitable for you. Li Zimu's friend directed, Li Zimu There are more than four months before leaving school, you can make another one before going to school.”

Song Qingyue replied sullenly: "Yes."

The plane landed smoothly, and Lin Qingqian got up, "The Chinese New Year is coming soon, Mom told you to remember to go home and have a New Year's Eve dinner."

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Song Qingyue entered the new crew almost seamlessly.

Li Zimu noticed her abnormality, frowned and asked, "With your sister... bah, did you quarrel with Lin Qingqian?"

Song Qingyue nodded, then shook his head: "Well, I had a fight with my sister."

Li Zimu raised his sleeves angrily: "Tell me, what's wrong? I'll go to her to settle the score."

"No, it's my problem."

She was even in the mood to joke, "Director Li, it just so happens that my new role is a lovelorn woman, how suitable do you think it is?"

"Bah," Li Zimu spat angrily, "That scumbag Lin Qingqian."

Song Qingyue said seriously: "It's my problem."

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The two separated, and Lin Qingqian became more and more busy as the New Year approached.

It's just that the job at Forest Entertainment doesn't keep her busy enough to keep her feet on the ground. It's just that she has also taken over part of Lin Zhiyin's work, dealing with some old fritters on the board of directors.

In this way, she could temporarily forget about Song Qingyue a little bit.

The new play will be with Luo Yong, and Li Zimu will be the producer, so nothing will happen.

One weekend, she rarely went home for dinner, and saw Lin Zhiyin, who had bought a full set of equipment and was holding a baseball bat, who was eager to try.

"Mom, what are you doing?" She looked helplessly at Lin Zhiyin's swing.

"Isn't it because I'm semi-retired, find some entertainment, and don't get Alzheimer's then." Lin Zhiyin wiped the sweat from her brow.

"Yes, as long as you are happy." She remembered something, "Mom, I may have to miss the regular board meeting next month and go abroad."

"What's wrong?" Lin Zhiyin looked at her strangely, "I just said that I was liberated and you found me a job. Isn't there a teleconferencing system?"

"It's going abroad to discuss an acquisition case. If it goes well, it would be the best to buy their special effects studio, but the other side must be stubborn and won't let go. It's hard for me to take care of both sides."

"Okay," Lin Zhiyin nodded, "The first board meeting of the new year is usually used for quarrels, and it's hard for you to keep those scoundrels ruthless, so just concentrate on dealing with things over there."

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Song Qingyue still didn't come back for the New Year's Eve dinner, saying that he hadn't bought a plane ticket and spent the New Year with the crew.

In the huge old Lin's house, there was only two people sitting face to face at the empty dining table.

"The child is still angry with me?" Lin Zhiyin picked up a fish with chopsticks and put it in Lin Qingqian's bowl.

"You must be angry with me." Lin Qingqian took a mouthful of fish, but it was tasteless.

"Isn't the child on good terms with you?"

"...There was a quarrel because of disagreement." Lin Qingqian didn't lie.

Lin Zhiyin murmured brokenly: "Both of them are stubborn children."

"The bell of the new year has sounded. As we bid farewell to the old and usher in the new, let us count down together: ten, nine, ... three, two, one!"

"happy New Year!"

Lin Zhiyin's and Lin Qingqian's cell phones rang at the same time, and they started to answer the phone, exchanged a few words with the person opposite, and then answered the next call.

More than two hours passed, Lin Qing breathed a sigh of relief, put down her feverish phone, and swipe through the group messages of New Year's greetings on WeChat.

The finger rests on the child's WeChat dialog box.

The last conversation was a month ago.

"I also said that the kid wasn't angry with me. You see, the blessings are all sent out in groups." Lin Zhiyin complained a little, "What about you?"

Lin Qingqian quickly pressed the phone off, "It's also a group message."

Song Qingyue sat on the top of the mountain, looking at Lin Qingqian's WeChat dialog box.

"You send me a word and I'll get back to you."

She waited until dawn the next day.

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Lin Zhiyin was almost holding a knife to the door of Li Zimu's house, and asked about the date when Song Qingyue's new play was finished, and it was in mid-July.

So she issued repeated orders, and issued a wanted warrant, requiring Song Qingyue to go home for a meal before going to school.

After all, Song Qingyue went back to Lin's old house.

"By the way, Qingqian. You have to take good care of Qingyue in Shanghai."

Lin Qingqian raised her head in shock, "What did you say?"

Lin Zhiyin patted his head, "I forgot, didn't you not attend the first meeting of the board of directors in the new year, and the board of directors decided to move the forest headquarters to the Shanghai stock market. You have been busy with the headquarters for the past few months I don’t care much about the forest, so it’s normal if I don’t know.”

Song Qingyue slowly clenched the chopsticks in his hand and looked at Lin Qingqian furtively.

The author has something to say: Xiao Song, take the resurrection coins that your mother gave you, remember to have a snack this time.

Notice!Notice!Lin Zhiyin has started playing baseball!

Broken leg warning!