The bird raised by the boss has lost his memory

More than 20 years ago is completely different from today, and the values ​​and spiritual outlook are very different.

Seeing that Song Zhixia loves to listen, Qin Chengyue couldn't help but talk more.

For example, when I was filming, the conditions were difficult, and I couldn’t even rent slide rails, so I had to rely on bicycles. For example, whoever likes whom, but I’m embarrassed to say that every time I go to the cafeteria, I will secretly put an extra chicken leg in the other’s bowl.

Lin Yi had just returned from abroad, and she couldn't speak Chinese very fluently. Everyone taught her Pinyin late at night.

She likes to catch fish, and she cooks fish soup on weekends and invites everyone to have dinner together.

Such a pure and beautiful time is really nostalgic.

"She likes to dance and also enjoys performing. If there were no accidents, the Lotus Award should have belonged to her." Qin Chengyue still remembers her appearance when she danced, as fresh as yesterday.

Song Zhixia was fascinated by the sound, with a dazed expression.

It wasn't until the clock on the wall rang that it brought the two back to the present from 20 years ago.

Qin Chengyue looked up at the time and said with a smile: "Look at me, I forgot the time as soon as I started talking. Don't talk about it. This is my friend's business card. Let him contact you another day."

Song Zhixia took the business card, glanced at it, and stuffed it into his pocket.

When sending him away, Qin Chengyue stopped talking: "Have you really decided to sign the Chu family?"

Stopping in her footsteps, Song Zhixia turned her eyes and thought carefully: "No accident, it should be. I will ask Chen Ye to talk to Mr. Wu after I go back."

Mr. Wu was the one recommended by Qin Chengyue.

"Ah, good, good." Qin Chengyue responded slowly.

After returning, Song Zhixia continued to search for information about Lin Yi. He searched for the name on the Internet.

More than 20 years have passed, and the network information has been updated several times. The name Lin Yi is submerged in the torrent of data, and there is very little information found.

Song Zhixia browsed for a long time before seeing her profile on the last page.

Lin Yi, female, was born in September 1987...

Looking down the personal information, a piece of news caught Song Zhixia's attention.

He has signed a contract with Chu Entertainment, and his representative works include "Wang Chungui", "Jade Tower Bell", and "Long Winter Snow".

Combined with Qin Chengyue's paused expressions several times before, Song Zhixia seemed to understand something.

The computer screen glowed fluorescently, reflected in the eyes of the young man.

He loosened his shoulders and murmured, "The water is so deep here."

Chu Rou is Chu Qingrong's younger sister. She and Lin Yi were good friends more than 20 years ago. They both signed a contract with Chu Entertainment at the same time. Lin Yi has been helping Chu Rou with the principle of sharing blessings.

Then why did Chu Rou keep silent to her?What's more, Song Zhixia is her son, it's impossible for Chu Rou not to know.

But in the crew, she was afraid to avoid him.

This attitude is clearly problematic.

After finishing his work, Song Zhixia was a little hungry. After cleaning up the kitchen, he tied the garbage bag casually and went out to throw out the garbage, and bought some ingredients along the way.

There was a lot of movement in the corridor, Song Zhixia looked up, and unexpectedly saw a familiar figure.

Chu Jing, dressed in a neat suit, was instructing the workers to move the furniture.

Two workers carried a large cardboard box one behind the other, and transported it to the opposite door of Song Zhixia.

Song Zhixia was stunned. He was wearing home clothes, sandals and slippers, and a garbage bag in his hand. He was natural and casual.

Chu Jing noticed him, greeted him, and then said calmly, "Recently, your neighbor is more anxious to wait for money. It rained heavily two days ago, and my drainage system had some problems, so I bought this suite as a spare. .”

This reason is really very logical and not forced at all.

Song Zhixia felt that his private domain had been violated, but the house belonged to someone else, and the money belonged to Chu Jing, so he had no position to take care of it.

So he said oh, went into the elevator and went downstairs to go shopping in the supermarket.

Because of his sensitive identity, Song Zhixia always buys things quickly. He picked some milk, bread and oatmeal, and then ate the semi-finished products quickly.

When he got home, Song Zhixia was about to open the door when he suddenly noticed a gardenia flower quietly hanging on the doorknob.

Song Zhixia stared at it for a while, unable to count how many times he saw it.

From the hotel in City B to Nanshan, and then home, he followed him like a shadow. He had already asked Chen Ye to investigate, and there was no illegitimate fan to do such a thing.

Since the source could not be found for the time being, Song Zhixia tore off the gardenia and threw it away. Just as he was about to enter the door, a voice suddenly sounded from the side: "You don't like it?"

This voice is very recognizable, and there is a bit of evil in the laziness, and the end of the speech is raised, like a hook.

Song Zhixia looked to the side, and a figure came into view.

The blue and white gemstone earrings are shining on the ears, and the visitor is wearing a short ash shirt, as if he was born unable to button it up, revealing his truncated collarbone, his neck is thin and long, his mid-length hair is tied up casually, and the hair falls down. around the eyes.

The man folded his arms and leaned aside, and clicked his tongue: "Thanks to the gardenia that I have carefully found for you for a long time."

Song Zhixia:?

Holding the ingredients, he took a few steps back vigilantly: "You also sent flowers before? What do you want to do?"

The man raised his hand with an innocent face: "What else could be the reason for sending flowers? I think you are interesting, and I want to make friends with you."

Song Zhixia:? ?

He immediately wanted to go in quickly, close the door, and call the police immediately.

Until the other party said the second sentence.

"Is your relationship with my brother okay now?"

Song Zhixia was stunned and didn't know how to react for a while, but just behind the other party, when he heard movement outside the door, Chu Jing came out with a plate of dumplings.

When he saw someone coming, a trace of surprise flashed across his eyes, and his face sank immediately: "Why are you here?"

Seeing Chu Jing's reaction, Song Zhixia probably understood who it was.

With a smile on the corner of Chu Huai's lips, he said indifferently: "Come here if you want to, Zhixia, you won't welcome me, right?"

In fact, Song Zhixia, who had no impression of this person at all, paused, smiled and said, "Of course you are welcome, please come in."

Chu Huai straightened his clothes, and handed Song Zhixia a small gift box before entering the door, wrapped in pure black velvet: "A small gift is not a respect, so please accept it."

Song Zhixia was a little messy.

It is known that his relationship with Chu Jing is not good, and Chu Jing also knows about his amnesia, so he should face him as he should.

But Chu Jing didn't tell him that he still has a younger brother?

Moreover, sending flowers privately, visiting guests directly, giving gifts and so on, no matter how you look at it, it seems that only people who are close to each other can do it.

After Chu Huai handed over the gift, he changed his shoes and went into the room.

Chu Jing watched him enter the door, and the air pressure in his body became even lower. He said to Song Zhixia, "You haven't eaten dinner yet, and I just made some dumplings, let's eat together?"

Song Zhixia paused, and considering the brotherhood between the two, he turned sideways to let Chu Jing in.

As the host, he went into the kitchen to cook dumplings, and the two of them sat down in the living room.

Although Chu Jing and Chu Huai were brothers, they actually had a bad relationship since they were young, and they rarely met each other when they grew up.

Neither of them opened their mouths to speak. The living room was very quiet for a moment, so quiet that it froze. The sound of boiling dumplings from the kitchen added a bit of vitality.

Chu Huai raised Erlang's legs as if he was fooling around, his eyes turned around the living room, and fell on Chu Jing who was sitting not far away, and he smiled: "Don't be nervous, I'm really here to be a guest. I heard that you came back two days ago Home?"

I don't know if Chu Jing cares so much about every little lover. It's really easy to misunderstand the baby to such an extent.

Chu Jing stood upright, and said calmly, "That has nothing to do with you. The flowers Song Zhixia received were all sent by you, right?"

The tone implied a sense of coercion, which is the most instinctive reaction of males in the animal world when protecting their mates.

Of course Chu Huai knew that Chu Jing noticed Gardenia when he returned home, he smiled and admitted openly: "Yes."

Past experience told him that at such times, Chu Jing would most likely get angry.

The conflict between the two has been accumulated for a long time, and any small problem will become a fuse, causing the conflict to erupt directly.

What's more, in the face of Song Zhixia's question, how irrational Chu Jing is, I am afraid that everyone except himself can see it.

Chu Huai was ready for him to do it directly.

However, Chu Jing did nothing.

Chu Jing just looked at him coldly, his eyes were so cold to the bone, it made people feel chills.

"No matter what your purpose is, don't come after him." Chu Jing said calmly, "Otherwise, I guarantee you will regret it."

Chu Jing in this state was more terrifying than him who got angry directly. He always kept his word, and what he said was loud and clear.

Chu Huai raised his eyebrows, surprised by the changes in Chu Jing, he curled his lower lip: "Relax, if I am hostile to your family, then I should not send flowers, but bloody paintings. Yes or no?"

Chu Huai has indeed done this kind of thing. When he was studying abroad, there was an idiot classmate who didn’t cooperate with the group assignments and fished in troubled waters. All reported.

Chu Huai drew a painting for him every day, with broken hands, broken feet, heads, protruding eyeballs, vivid and real.

In the end, the classmate almost knelt down and begged Chu Huai to let him go.

Chu Jing snorted lightly.

"The old man was removed from the board of directors by you, and he was very angry. He has been losing his temper at home for the past two days," Chu Huai gloated. There is Chu Rou, but Chu Rou has been in a bad state recently, and will only stay in her room like a vampire."

Chu Jing wasn't in the mood to listen to him talk about these family matters. Out of the corner of his eye, he always paid attention to Song Zhixia's movements, and his voice was very calm: "That's his own fault. You came here to say these things?"

"Of course not," Chu Huai denied with a smile. He leaned back and sat in a more comfortable sitting position, "I'm just curious."

"Curious about the ability of a person who can make the domineering Aunt Chu so abnormal."

He deliberately bit down on the words "Aunt Chu", without any respect, but jokingly and playfully.

Chu Jing glanced at him, but didn't speak.

Growing up, he didn't express much opinion at home, but he knew everyone well.

That family has been nothing but a house since Chu Qingrong brought mistress and nephew back and drove away his mother.

In order to survive, he has to learn to protect himself, obtain valuable information, and then use it.

Growing up in such an indifferent and difficult environment, many things have become data in his eyes, and he is like a precision instrument, manipulating these data to get the desired result.

The most difficult thing for him to do is to understand and perceive people's emotions.

But now Chu Jing seemed to understand a little bit.

He hummed lightly, "Song Zhixia is fine, don't scare him by being abrupt."

The author has something to say: I have read everyone’s messages, and I also hug you

The name of the cat is Buran. It is an orange cat. It was lost for a while, and I have been looking for it for a long time. When I wrote this article, I added a detail when the boy Song Zhixia was talking to his mother. He picked up an orange cat. Cat called Huang Buran, let him accompany her

At the beginning of August, Buran went home by himself. It was the joy of regaining what was lost, but he suddenly encountered this bad luck.

Feed it medicine and glucose today, it is very good, willing to eat hard, it is good news

感谢在2021-08-0822:00:24~2021-08-0922:41:43期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: Caosheng 3;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 418459851 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!