The vengeful tyrant always spoils me [entertainment circle]

After leaving the bustling subway station, Meng Jingyan stood at the subway exit.There was an air vent, blowing his slightly curly short hair into the air.

Standing on a higher step, Meng Jingyan happened to be able to look at the boy at the same level, and said a statement: "You know me."

The boy didn't deny it, and waited for him to continue talking.

"You saved me once, maybe I still think it's a coincidence. But two coincidences in one day are too many." Meng Jingyan sighed softly: "Are you from the Xue family? Or from the Jia family? Yes In a hurry to spend money, let me pay off your family's debt first?"

He has gained experience in being asked for debts. Asking for debts from the upper class is not about throwing razor blades and splashing red paint. In addition to constantly using social forces to exert pressure, there is also a softer and more elegant way of collecting debts.They can see that the debtor wants money in a short period of time, so they try to get themselves on the front row on the debt repayment list by showing favor to him. If you want to come back day by day, the flies' legs are scraped down and they are all meat.

It won't be long before the shooting of Meng's house will start.The boy suddenly appeared, and the only thing Meng Jingyan could think of was which creditor wanted to fill his hole with the money from selling the house first.

Before the boy could speak, he sneezed, interrupting Meng Jingyan's train of thought.

It was only then that Meng Jingyan realized that the boy was shaking slightly. He remembered that the boy came to the hospital with the ambulance today, and he heard from Yu Chen that he had stayed here for a long time, and his clothes might still be damp.The wind in November has already taken some bone-piercing prototypes.

"Are you cold?" Meng Jingyan pressed the back of his hand against the boy's finger, and it was really cold.

He couldn't continue to ask what he said just now, and pulled the boy out of the vent.Probably thinking that the boy is much younger than himself, and that he has helped him a lot, Meng Jingyan skipped the previous guesses, and was concerned while walking: "Where do you live? I'll take a taxi to take you back, the weather is too cold gone."

The boy finally opened his mouth, already in a nasal voice: "I have nowhere to go."

Meng Jingyan stopped in her tracks: "What do you mean nowhere to go?"

The lazy but condescending aura that had been around the boy just now was gone, and it seemed that he was a little...aggrieved?

"I just returned to Dingdu today, and I don't know where to live yet." The boy explained.

Meng Jingyan noticed that he used the word "hui" and continued to ask him: "Then are you here to find your family and friends?"

The boy said "hmm", still with a nasal voice: "I'm coming back to find my brother."

Meng Jingyan turned her head and looked at him: "Then why didn't you contact him? You always have his phone number, right?"

The boy shook his head: "I can't find him."

Meng Jingyan was a little curious. Just now, the boy was worth [-] to [-] yuan. Why is he acting like a bullied kid now? He reminded him again: "Then you can find a hotel to stay in first? Slowly find your brother?"

"My documents, mobile phone, and luggage were all stolen on the train." The boy took out a few soaked and crumpled cash sheets from his pocket, and spread them out in his hand to show Meng Jingyan: "I only have these left on me." Some money."

Meng Jingyan scratched her head a little: "Then what if you didn't run into me tonight?"

The boy said bluntly, "Aren't there benches where the subway transfers?"

Meng Jingyan had picked up kittens and puppies when she was a child, but she had never picked up a living person.He stood at the door and vaccinated the boy: "Since you have heard about my family, don't be too messy when you go in later, anyway, you will just make do with it all night."

The boy's face was hidden from the light, and he couldn't see any expression. His voice was hoarse, as if he had a real cold: "I've lived everywhere, so why would I find it messy?"

In the past, Meng Jingyan had to open a lot of locks every day, and the keys on her body were all wrapped in hand-sewn key holders.It's different now, the house and car are all handed over, and he only has two house keys, one inside and one outside. He wears them with a red string and hangs them in his clothes, like a primary school student who has just finished school.

The boy stood quietly beside him, and Meng Jingyan opened the door all the way, and patches of moonlight poured in, illuminating the undulating white cloth all over the room.The shadows of the two of them were elongated and framed in the square door frame, like a minimalist black and white painting.

"You... just live here by yourself?" The boy's voice was deep and hoarse, with a trembling that was not easy to feel.

Meng Jingyan thought that he had caught a cold and was afraid, and his guard, which was not much at first, loosened a little, and even became a little softer. He comforted the boy: "Actually, it's not as scary as it looks. They left a room for him. Me, the basic living facilities are also complete.”

The boy seemed to be clenching his teeth, and his breathing was a little rough in the dark.

"Come here, take a shower first. Turn on the hot water to the maximum first. I usually don't like to take a bath that is too hot. If you catch a cold, you should raise the temperature a little bit." Meng Jingyan spoke, her voice was far away Closer, when he came back, the switch on the bathroom light had already been turned on.He was afraid that the boy would slip and fall if he couldn't see it when he took a bath.

He put a towel on the doorknob: "You wash it, I brought you a new towel, and you wear my pajamas first to make do with it. I'll hang your clothes first."

The sound of splashing water came from the bathroom, Meng Jingyan turned and went back to the living room.He sat on the sofa and took out a pack of cigarettes, knocked out one and lit it, recalling what happened today.

The taste of low-quality cigarettes is very pungent, but Meng Jingyan has gotten used to it.Being in the white mist made him feel more and more unreal. The house covered with white cloth, the pale red seals reflected in pale, and the windowless basement with five hundred a month seemed like a bleak nightmare, which should not belong to His Meng Jingyan's life.It's a pity that cigarettes can't help him escape, just like he can't live like a traveling frog.

He still has to think about the future.Today, Huang Youcheng's drama is finished, and he has to hurry to find a replacement, his living expenses do not allow him to have a free period.He could imagine what Song Yunkai would arrange for him, but even if it was the crudest, most vulgar, and most unaesthetic script, as long as it didn't break through the bottom line, he would have no position to refuse, and even showed gratitude.

Meng Jingyan took a deep puff of the cigarette in her hand, letting the smoke completely infiltrate every alveoli, seeking a little comfort from nicotine.When a little relief rolled over, he thought of the boy in the bathroom.

The boy seemed very young, but he faintly exuded a powerful force, which made Meng Jingyan, who had never met him before, feel inexplicably at ease.Perhaps this is the intuitive feeling of the legendary first-class Alpha?

Meng Jingyan slowly figured it out, no matter what the boy's original intention was, after all, he helped him twice in one day.And this kid doesn't seem to have any scheming, since he has brought people back, let's talk about tomorrow's matter tomorrow.

When the boy came out of the bathroom wiping his hair, Meng Jingyan was pouring a pot of instant noodles into two bowls: "Sit for a while, let's eat something."

The boy sniffed his nose lightly, and an imperceptible shadow flashed in his eyes: "Are you smoking?"

Meng Jingyan smiled: "The nose is quite good, I even opened the window to breathe in." After speaking, he handed the noodles to the boy.

The instant noodles are seafood-flavored, and there are pink crab meat slices painted with spiral circles inside. This is something Meng Jingyan has never touched before, but it has become a regular item in his home now.Not only because money is tight, but also because he can't eat other things.

He doesn't know how to lay eggs, and he scrambled both eggs, and there are fragments of frangipani floating in the instant noodle soup.

The boy didn't speak any more, just ate his noodles.

Meng Jingyan was like a police uncle who had just distributed candy to lost children in the police station, and said to him kindly: "I still don't know your name yet."

The boy was holding the bowl, his crow-colored eyelashes trembling in the dim light of the kitchen: "Nie Huanlin."

In the blink of an eye, Meng Jingyan felt that the name was inexplicably familiar. He stopped his chopsticks, turned his face away and looked out the window for a while, then suddenly turned to Nie Huanlin: "Return the forest? Return the farmland to the forest?"

Nie Huanlin lowered his eyes and nodded, rolling the noodles onto the chopsticks in circles.

Meng Jingyan fell asleep all day during the day, but at night he was full of energy, but seeing Nie Huanlin's listless look, he led him into the bedroom: "You sleep here, I'll go out to sleep." Nie Huanlin was polite, he knew that his place was not suitable for ordinary people to live in.He couldn't let his savior sleep on the sofa.

Nie Huanlin still nodded absent-mindedly, and Meng Jingyan also breathed a sigh of relief: This is a simple child, with few things to do, I hope he will take him here to rest for a day today, and tomorrow the two of them will be able to settle.

Originally, the sofa was also collateral, and it was not an item that Meng Jingyan could use in this house.But I don't know whether it is because the shape of the sofa is not easy to fix the seals, or the sealing personnel are careless. The pair of seals on the sofa will fall apart when they are touched, and they will be the same as before when they are put back.

Meng Jingyan was lying on the sofa with his forearm pillowed on his head. In fact, he had nothing in his mind, but he just couldn't fall asleep.The end of his gaze was blocked by the crystal lamp on the roof, and now there was no light source, just a mass of lifeless and cold shadows.

During the day, people's eyes and ears are alive, and all kinds of information are pouring in, so they don't even care about thinking.But as soon as he lay down at night and the surroundings were quiet, the pair of lips that kept parting appeared before his eyes again.

When he saw the instant noodle head today, he remembered that Wang Yisheng's thin lips, which looked like thin lines, had once leaned into his ear and said: "Meng Jingyan, everything in this family will belong to me sooner or later. You should make plans early , don’t be a lost dog.”

Although Nie Huanlin helped him get ahead today, people like Wang Yisheng, who are sure to get revenge, will definitely not let this matter go well.He wasn't afraid, because after all, he had nothing to lose.He just thought of Wang Yisheng, and it was as disgusting as stepping on dog shit.

Wang Yisheng is two years younger than Meng Jingyan, and he is also an Omega. Although he is far behind Meng Jingyan, he can still be regarded as an outstanding mark.Ever since he came to Meng's house with that woman, he liked to overwhelm Meng Jingyan with everything.Meng Jingyan got good grades, so he worked hard to learn, just to show off in front of Meng Jingyan after getting the ranking.If there is a girl chasing Meng Jingyan, he will hook her and throw her away, and then tell the world: those who like Meng Jingyan are junk.

But this was all behind Meng Yukun's back. In front of Meng Yukun, Wang Yisheng was the best-behaved and most positive child in the family.If my brother does something well, I will learn from him.

Meng Yukun was too confused, so until he died, he still felt that everything was fate.

Thinking of Meng Yukun, Meng Jingyan didn't dare to think about it, he was afraid that he would think of those people he didn't want to think of, but was most afraid of forgetting.His eye sockets were hot, and he bit his lower lip with a little effort.

He comforted himself in his heart: Isn't it like this every day?Are you not invulnerable?When will you, Meng Jingyan, feel uncomfortable?You only have one thing to do now, make enough money to pay off your debts and get things done, so you are qualified to think about it all day long.

In order not to let himself think wildly, Meng Jingyan turned on his phone again, opened the memo, and there was a long list of names in it, including his former friends and strangers he had never met, followed by a lot of people without exception. The figure, that is the debt he has to pay.

In fact, when the accident happened to the Meng family, some friends also came to him, but from east to west, the wall between the upper class and ordinary people is still very thick.Meng Jingyan also understands the stuff of rich and noble people, but it's not so pleasant to talk about it anymore.People say what year of red wine, what kind of blood race horse, the latest model of concept car, all have nothing to do with Meng Jingyan.

It's not that he misses the life of luxury and money, but sometimes life suddenly gives people a sudden blow, which is so heavy that he can't breathe.

His credit card has long been suspended, Meng Jingyan stared at the little balance in his online account, and suddenly thought of the business card that someone on the street handed him one day.Meng Jingyan also recognized that good-quality hard cardboard with a gaudy name on it. It was a romantic place frequented by upper-class dudes. Look for good-looking boys on the street.The man still recognized him, his thick lips were wrinkled, a pair of mouse teeth protruded, and he smiled obsequiously: "Mr. Meng, do you want some quick money?"

When Meng Jingyan found out what he was thinking, he rubbed his face vigorously, trying to get rid of these absurd thoughts, but the more he rubbed, the more anxious he became: Money!How can I earn so much money back!If you sell your body, you can really earn that much money...

He couldn't help laughing at himself, whose body could be worth so much money?

I don't know when it started, a faint sweetness slowly appeared in the air, like a gentle embrace, completely surrounding Meng Jingyan on the sofa.

Meng Jingyan also noticed it, it was that sweet orange smell like the scorching sun in June again.I didn't buy any fruit at home, so where does the orange flavor come from?

Meng Jingyan exerted a little force on his arms, trying to prop up his body, but felt that his body was extremely heavy for no reason, not because of exhaustion, but because of a sudden peace of mind.It's like a fish out of water is released back into the sea, or a beast that has strayed into the concrete forest by mistake finally finds its way back, with a long-lost sense of security all around. "The sky is falling and someone is holding it up" may be just a saying, but Meng Jingyan, lying in that burst of fragrance, believed this saying wholeheartedly.

It was as if what he was thinking just now was unnecessary, because there was someone who would always be by his side.

As the night grew darker, Nie Huanlin slowly walked towards the sofa from the darkness.He knelt on the ground on one knee, and slowly stretched out a hand to the sleeping Meng Jingyan, as if he wanted to trace his soft eyebrows, but he barely stopped half an inch away, curled his fingers slightly, and traced It became a kind of caress in the air.

Nie Huanlin sat on the sofa for a while, and waited for Meng Jingyan to fall asleep, then carefully picked him up in a reverent posture and walked to the bedroom.