Cool beauty is a scheming fishing system

Shen Huai was suddenly curious about what Feng Ling did when he went to see Shen Qinghe.

"Did you offend him?" Shen Huai asked.

"Not really." Feng Ling said guiltily, "I stayed in the ward for less than 10 minutes, and I gave some things and said a few words."

"What did you send and what did you say?" Shen Huai continued to ask.

Feng Ling was silent for a while, and said: "I sorted out a copy of your grades since you entered the circle, and printed a copy for him."

Shen Huai smiled helplessly, "Why bother, it's nothing to him at all."

"I want him to know how good you are." Feng Ling said.

Every time someone mentioned Shen Huai in front of Shen Qinghe, he would get angry, as if Shen Huai was ashamed, obviously Shen Huai should be his pride.

In the subsequent conversation, he made Shen Huai's achievements worthless, which made Feng Ling even more displeased.

Feng Ling didn't want to continue talking about this question, so he said instead: "Teacher Shen also looks very happy."

Shen Huai smiled and nodded, "Feng Ling, I'm very happy."

"Just like you, I am happy to be blessed publicly in a small area."

Feng Ling understood how he felt, and also knew that he hadn't finished speaking, "What else?"

Shen Huai blinked. At this time, his eyes were very bright, reflecting the neon lights outside the car window, less cold and more warm.

He didn't know how to sum up this other kind of happiness, "Feng Ling, I used a lot of methods in confirming this relationship. They are all sincerely wishing me well.”

For Shen Huai, this is very rare and precious, which makes him happy and moved.

Feng Ling was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect Shen Huai to be happy because of this.

This is quite normal for him, but Shen Huai is so happy.

Feng Ling began to feel distressed again strangely, Shen Huai probably did not have many sincere friendships before, even other sincere and reliable feelings.

Feng Ling said: "Mr. Shen, you can actually be a little more bold."

Shen Huai looked up at him, raised his eyebrows slightly, "Aren't I presumptuous enough?"

Feng Ling suddenly laughed when he thought of Xu Junxian and his performance in the He family.

He didn't know what to say about Shen Huai, he hugged Shen Huai, laughed until his chest trembled, and said, "Mr. Shen, I love you so much."

Shen Huai rolled his eyes and smiled, he said: "Me too, I love you very much."

He raised his head and kissed Feng Ling's chin, "Thank you for loving me so much, Feng Ling."

Feng Ling was so stirred up by his kisses, words and expressions that he didn't know how to bleed. He bit Shen Huai's ear, "How can there be someone like you in the world?"

After a short dinner, Shen Huai took a day off before moving on to the next crew.

Feng Ling fell into unbearable thoughts again.

When cp is hot, it's better for them not to meet each other, although cp fans send him private messages every day, urging him to see Shen Huai.

Feng Ling couldn't reply to them that he also wanted to see Shen Huai very much.

Seeing the noise of different CP fans, it is impossible to say that he is actually with Shen Huai.

At this moment, Feng Ling suddenly thought of Shen Huai's words the night he came back from the dinner, Shen Huai jokingly said, how about he go see Shen Qinghe again.

Feng Ling, who was a little moved at that time, suddenly really wanted to go there again.

If you can't see Shen Huai, it's also good to go to Shen Huai's hometown.

He couldn't help wanting to know Shen Huai better, to get in touch with everything about him.

Of course, he really wanted to tell Shen Qinghe his identity, the identity of Shen Huai's boyfriend.

With this thought in mind, Feng Ling couldn't hold it down any longer.

He set off early on a Saturday morning.

Shen Qinghe was discharged after only two days in the hospital, and he didn't have to go to school on Saturday.

When I was reading a thesis at home, I received a call from a strange person, and answered with a frown, "Who?"

"Professor Shen, I'm Feng Ling, can I go to your house to see you?"

"?"

The phone was hung up mercilessly.

One minute later, the call came in again and was hung up.

Called in again and was blocked.

Another call came in, "Professor Shen, we, Mr. Feng, want to visit you."

Block one, do not know how many.

Shen Qinghe: "..."

Shen Qinghe hasn't changed houses for decades, and still lives in the small villa that the whole family paid for when they got married.

He is not a person who pursues material desires, and he does not earn much money. He has not been able to add another set for decades. This small villa is the most extravagant thing for him.

Feng Ling, who was standing in front of the villa, was very grateful for this, he was very excited, he never expected to come to the place where Shen Huai lived when he was a child.

Why didn't I think of it last time.

The person who came to open the door for Feng Ling, whom Feng Ling knew, was the nurse Shen Huai hired for Shen Qinghe. That night, Shen Huai took the nurse to the ward, and Feng Ling kept watching from behind.

The small villa is a bit old, and the flowers and trees in the small yard are the same. There is a very large bony scorpion tree, which is full of pink flowers blooming in the spring breeze. The white walls, pink flowers and red tiles look beautiful and romantic.

Shen Qinghe sat on the desk and chair there and read the paper.

He wore a blue shirt, a cashmere vest, and looked serious through thick glasses.

There is a pot of tea on the table, but there is only one cup.

"Professor Shen." Feng Ling called him.

Shen Qinghe ignored him, Feng Ling sat down on the chair opposite him familiarly.

Shen Qinghe: "..."

Feng Ling first apologized: "Last time I went there in a hurry and didn't prepare well. I heard that you were discharged from the hospital, so I came here to see you."

Shen Qinghe: "Didn't you think of some great man's words again, and use them to teach me?"

Feng Ling touched his nose, looked away from his face, and looked at the small table.

Only then did he realize that the summary of Shen Huai's grades that he gave Shen Qinghe last time was on the small table.

Feng Ling was surprised.

He specially printed it out and gave it to Shen Qinghe, thinking that Shen Qinghe would read it, everyone was curious, besides, Shen Huai was his son anyway, so he would inevitably double it when he was idle in the hospital.

But Feng Ling thought that with his personality, he would read it, but he would definitely not let outsiders know.

Knowing that he was coming, Shen Qinghe actually put the book he had obviously read on the table.

Feng Ling felt that Shen Qinghe was a little different from that day.

He tentatively asked, "Professor Shen, have you read it?"

Shen Qinghe ignored him, and it took him a long time before he let out an emotional "hmm".

Feng Ling was even more surprised. He was very curious about why Shen Qinghe had changed. This afternoon, he tried his best to pry Shen Qinghe's hard mouth open.

He frowned, and sighed with complicated and unspeakable emotions, "Just live well."

Feng Ling couldn't understand.

Shen Qinghe: "I had a very realistic dream, dreaming that he died."

He smoothed his white hair with his thin hands, and said in a hoarse and empty voice, "He's dead too, there's nothing left."

Feng Ling was stunned for a moment.

Shen Qinghe didn't want to say much, the sky was dark, he packed up the paper and the book, got up and went into the house.

Feng Ling followed him closely, Shen Qinghe stepped into the door, turned to look at him with a frown, "Why don't you leave?"

Feng Ling: "I didn't book a hotel, can I stay here for one night?"

Shen Qinghe frowned even tighter.

Without waiting for him to speak, Feng Ling said: "There's no need to tidy up the guest room, I'm Shen Huai's boyfriend, just live in his room."

The atmosphere was suddenly silent.

"Get out!"

Feng Ling: "Wait a minute! Listen to me."

Feng Ling: "Professor Shen, if you kick me out like this, it will definitely be posted on the Internet. At that time, your residence will not be quiet."

Feng Ling: "Professor Shen, I can cook. Is it not too much for me to cook for you for a night's stay?"

Feng Ling is tall and handsome, with an air of nobility exuding in his bones, and even the voice from the natural smoke is very pleasant to listen to, but for some reason, he looks like a rascal, and insists on staying in someone else's house not leaving.

Feng Ling got his wish and came to the door of Shen Huai's room.

He stood at the door for a long time, not daring to step in easily.

This is the room where Shen Huai grew up. Little Shen Huai, Shen Huai from elementary school, and Shen Huai from middle school all sleep and study here.

Before going in, Feng Ling sent Shen Huai a WeChat message.

Feng Ling: [Mr. Shen, can I enter your room? ]

Shen Huai: [Go in if you can. Not only can you go in, you can sleep in it, you can also do something else. ]

Feng Ling: […]

Shen Huai laughed when he saw his reply.

At this point in time, Shen Huai was also off the set, and had just returned from the set.

He made a video call to Feng Ling, and saw Feng Ling standing at the door of his room, with a serious expression on his face that Shen Huai didn't understand.

Shen Huai couldn't fathom his mood, but he thought that for a person who especially wanted him to be called brother, the room he lived in since he was a child might really be very meaningful.

Shen Huai: "What are you doing standing at the door, go in."

Feng Ling exhaled and pushed open the door.

Shen Huai probably hasn't lived in this room for a long time, but the room is bright and clean, not a trace of dust.

I don't know if Shen Huai has noticed this.

The room was a clean white-blue tone, without many things. Opening the door and facing the large desk by the window, Feng Ling saw a row of certificates and trophies on the desk, all of which were of high gold content.

Feng Ling walked to the table and reached out to touch it.

Shen Huai said: "It was a small desk when I was in elementary school. I changed it once when I grew a lot taller in the fifth grade, and changed it again in the first grade of junior high school. Finally, it was set to the current one."

Feng Ling thought of Shen Huai of different ages studying here, and couldn't help smiling, with a gentle meaning on his face.

Shen Huai: "..."

"You can watch it for yourself, I'll go wash up first." Shen Huai said again: "Do you want me to send you a voice call for brother?"

Feng Ling: "..."

Shen Huai laughed and hung up the video.

When he put down his phone to take a shower, the room he saw just now flashed in his mind, Shen Huai picked up his phone again, searched for Shen Qinghe in the friend list, hesitated for a few seconds, and sent a message to Shen Qinghe after a few years .

Shen Huai: [Why did you let Feng Ling stay overnight? ]

Shen Huai waited for a while, but did not hear from Shen Qinghe.

He put down his phone and went to take a shower without any ups and downs.

After he finished washing, several messages from Shen Qinghe popped up on his phone.

Shen Qinghe: [He sorted out a copy of your achievements since you entered the entertainment industry, which has more than 900 pages. ]

Shen Qinghe: [As big as the world record you broke, as small as the serious evaluation of an ordinary fan, and recently there was a page saying that Feng Yunyi praised you as an actor with clear bones. ]

[There is a paragraph that reads: "Feng Yunyi touched Shen Huai's head, and Shen Huai smiled a little shyly. He was happy and probably very warm. Shen Huai gained another person's love, which is very important one person."]

Shen Qinghe: [What is recorded here is not achievements in the universal sense, but also your growth and emotional gains in life. ]

Shen Qinghe: [Same as what your mother recorded. ]

Shen Huai stared at the phone for a long time, pursed his lips, and turned off the phone.

At ten o'clock in the evening, when the nurse was about to leave, he saw the person sitting outside under the Ling Xiaohua tree with his head buried in his hands for a long time, and when she was about to go out, he finally raised his head.

The light outside was not very bright, and the warm yellow light fell on his white hair and the folds at the end of his eyes, which seemed to reflect a layer of watery light.

She can't see clearly.

On the third floor, Feng Ling had already washed up. He lay down carefully on Shen Huai's bed, and gently covered himself with the quilt.

Lying flat neatly, motionless.

He looked at every corner of Shen Huai's room, and even read a set of test papers made by Shen Huai, feeling satisfied.

Usually he didn't go to bed so early, maybe it was because he was on Shen Huai's bed, but it didn't take long for Feng Ling to close his eyes before falling asleep gently.

The headquarters of Jingpo Group is located in the CBD center of City B, and has an independent office building towering into the sky.

The president's office is on the top floor, with a whole wall of floor-to-ceiling windows, which is brightly lit, and it feels like the sun is shining all year round.

Especially when Shen Huai came.

The curtains must be fully drawn, and the entire office is extremely bright.

The sunlight from a high place fell on Shen Huai's body, so bright that one could clearly see the fine hairs on his cheeks, and the small red mole hiding at the root of his eyelashes.

"President Feng." Shen Huai opened his eyelids and called him.

Under the bright to whitish sunlight, his eyes were extremely clear, and there was a layer of tranquility like the deep sea in the cold background, beautiful and deep, which would shake people's minds if they were not careful.

Feng Ling stretched out his hand and tugged at the tie around his neck. On the dark blue dial on his wrist like the night sky, the crescent pointer trembled slightly, just like his heart.

He pushed the project proposal to Shen Huai, and said in a deep voice, "If you like this, take this."

Shen Huai glanced at him quietly again, it was strange, his eyes were very clear, clean and simple, but there was a feeling of hiding a thousand words, he said: "Mr. Feng, I am going to go abroad to participate in the movie right now It's the festival, do you have anything else to say to me?"

Feng Ling opened his mouth. He felt that his voice was so heavy that he couldn't lift it up or open it.

In the end, he said: "Shen Huai, come back from a beautiful victory."

Shen Huai lowered his eyelashes, pursed his lower lip, and the corners of his lips curled up, "Okay."

He just left.

Feng Ling looked at his thin and straight back, and watched him slowly disappear through the door.

His heart suddenly tightened.

The pen held tightly in the palm rolled on the desk, Feng Ling grabbed the suit on the hanger and ran out.

He regretted it.

What he wanted to say was not this sentence, but four words that had been brewing in his heart for a long time.

He ran all the way to chase Shen Huai.

Missing the same elevator, he frantically pressed another elevator, his mouth was dry from anxiety, he took deep breaths in the elevator, and finally saw Shen Huai outside the company door.

Shen Huai didn't know why he looked back, but Feng Ling, who was expecting him to turn back all the way, was not happy at all, only panic, "Shen Huai back up, back up quickly!"

A black car seemed to lose control and crashed into Shen Huai.

Feng Ling's mind was blank, buzzing, and spinning for a while.

When he came back to his senses and staggered a step forward, he saw Shen Huaian lying quietly on the ground.

Thick and harsh blood gurgled from his head, soaking through his soft black hair, spreading over his white to transparent forehead, sticking to his long eyelashes, and drowning the small same-colored eyelashes at the base of the eyelashes. mole.