Are sand sculpture trench fans distracted today?

——Song Nuan even felt at a certain moment that the most hated moment in his life is probably now.

Teammates who haven't had a group meal for a long time, casually mentioned the roadside stalls that they wanted to eat often.

What an accidental and unpredictable event.

But it happened that he could meet Su Changle.

It also happened to witness such a scene that made people lose their minds.

It was already early morning, and there were less than ten other pedestrians and diners on the street.

The positions they were standing in were quite special. From Song Nuan's point of view, the two of them were almost standing side by side as a couple.

Especially Jin She was standing opposite him.

The atmosphere between them is very harmonious, as if the three of them have had dinner in private many times, it is obviously not the first time they have met.

Wan Yu'an was dumbfounded, and it took a long time before she remembered to put down her phone to stop recording, turned sideways and cast her gaze at the person standing beside her.

"Xiao Nuan..."

"It's not what you think."

An Jingqian frowned anxiously and took a few steps forward, wanting to clarify quickly before the other party got angry: Although I knew Su Changle early, no matter before or now, there was absolutely no substantial development.

But Song Nuan didn't give him this chance.

He clenched his hands tightly and turned his head abruptly. Before the other party actually came to him, he stopped the taxi and got in.

"Go to the river."

The end of the new year is approaching, although the streets on both sides are extraordinarily quiet because of the arrival of night, but the red lanterns and couplets that symbolize auspiciousness and festiveness have long been hung on the surface in a grandiose manner.

Song Nuan's eyes were dry and painful, and it took a long time to lower her head before realizing that she couldn't even shed tears.

He was thinking that Su Changle could really stab others in the heart, and he knew how to use a casual attitude to deal the most unexpected blow when he was falling deeper and deeper.

Just like the earrings that were put away and never worn again.

"Son, the river is already frozen over now."

The driver didn't know that he just wanted to find a quiet place to sit alone for a while. He simply thought that there were some idiots planning to enjoy the night view in the cold weather. He leaned over to look back while turning the steering wheel, and said this as a reminder.

"…thanks."

Song Nuanxin thought that she knew this common sense, she leaned back on the soft seat, her teeth were chattering because of the shaking of her body.

The pictures I just saw kept popping up in front of me, just like a slideshow playing in my mind non-stop.

He closed his eyes so hard that he couldn't even speak a complete sentence, and tried his best to keep his tone of voice within the normal range.

"Just drive it."

The WeChat notification tone has not been interrupted since I sat in the back seat of the taxi, and it was sent at the current stall. I weighed it with my hair and knew that the news must come from An Jingqian.

It's just that no matter what this person wants to express is explanation or provocation, Song Nuan has no intention of listening.

After the initial sudden sense of suffocation faded away, his brain not only did not become a mess like in previous emergencies, but instead became exceptionally sober.

From Han Zijing's Weibo call that he was going to shoot "Limited Relationship" suddenly, and An Jing moved into the group to accept Su Changle's instruction to take care of him, until he found out that he was the president at Tang Shijiu. Some family secrets of the manager.

Spreading everything she knew to the surface, Song Nuan suddenly discovered that there seemed to be some kind of subtle connection among these seemingly chaotic trivial matters.

Feeling cold all over, he pressed the corners of his lips tightly and opened the private chat dialog box with Wan Yu'an.

Ever since the two of them explained the incident before their debut, there has been no dialogue for a long time.

"Just now you took a video, didn't you..."

"send to me."

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When Su Changle sobered up, it was already the next day, and the noon light came in vaguely through the curtains, shining on the quilt, making the whole person warm.

With a tired face, he stretched out his hands to block the sunlight that was shining directly on his face. It took him more than ten seconds to get up, and he realized that this was not the private apartment he usually lived in.

"Yo, I got up pretty early."

Probably hearing the voice from here, Su An walked in slowly with a cup of hot tea from another room, and placed it on the low table beside the bed with a single eyebrow hanging.

"Drink a little, or you'll have trouble talking if you don't wait."

Although it looks much better than his own appearance, the smell of alcohol exuding from the opponent's body has not faded much.

Su Changle looked inward along the neckline of his poorly tied home clothes, and turned his head away in disgust when he saw a few dark red hickey marks of different shades.

He didn't practice polite manners, took two sips from the glass without any pause, and waited for a long time before opening his mouth.

"Why am I here?"

When he first took over Si Huan, he survived the difficult time, and he refused to show his favor to Su An and beg for forgiveness no matter what.

Now why is it so commonplace to be hungover at a barbecue stall, and when I wake up, everyone is lying on the bed lying on the outskirts of Su's house.

"Then you have to ask Mr. Jin carefully."

"I don't know what's going on with An Jingqian. It's purely a coincidence that I can make a call there."

Su An didn't care about the emotions he showed at all, and sat down on the bed with a big thorn, and said with a smile on his eyebrows:

"It's just that he has done a good deed no matter what. I will reciprocate your little uncle and send Tong Tong's location."

Fine.

Cooperating with this trip that he was tossed about, he also helped Jin She by accident.

Su Changle sighed and leaned back, adhering to the principle of what comes, he will be safe, and he did not forget to stuff two pillows behind him.

His voice was a little hoarse, which is common to hangovers, and he seemed to swallow words a little bit.

"Where is Tong Huaiyin, how do you know?"

"I thought you would ask me why An Jingqian sent you here first."

Su An's first sentence was a bit irrelevant, but he brought the topic back in time.

"The little celebrity you're looking for has a very flexible mind. If the head of the orphanage who just sponsored me didn't mention it when he was chatting with me, I really wouldn't have imagined that he would hide him in such a place."

"... Orphanage?"

Su Changle was stunned, and rubbed his temples twice with his fingers, trying to remind himself of the name of the plaque written in black and white on it when he first read Song Nuan's materials last year.

"Yes, it's Ailan."

Seeing that his tactics were too cruel, Su An squinted his eyes and couldn't hold back the correct answer: "At that time, some TV station insisted on dragging me to do a show. If I didn't do a little bit of charity in my resume, I can't say it." It's so pretty, so before I went, I randomly picked an orphanage to invest in..."

"By the way, I also sponsored a child with good grades to go to college."

Su Changle interrupted what the other party was going to say next, and looked straight at the past: "Then after I graduated, I arranged for Jin Sihuan to watch my every move, and try to make something happen between us. "

He changed his posture and tilted his head to look at his little uncle who was restraining his smile a little at the moment, and it took a long time before he uttered the last half of his sentence.

"Don't you think these methods are particularly despicable?"

"WTF?"

After a brief silence, Su An felt a little unable to understand his thoughts, and patted the shoulder of the person opposite him, dumbfounded, and reminded: "I don't need to say more about what you have done yourself. Xiao Changle, people can't be so double-standard. .”

"...that's different."

After all, he is someone who has experienced nearly 20 years at the negotiating table, so Su Changle is still a bit immature when confronting others.

He turned his head away in a little embarrassment, and pleaded, "Xiao Nuan and I are a win-win situation."

"I never instructed An Jingqian to deliberately approach you back then."

Su An pursed his lips and mentioned what happened several years ago, with a light tone as if he didn't care at all.

"Except for occasionally talking to me about your recent situation, what he did later was on his own initiative... including falling in love with you."

An Jingqian is easy-going and indifferent. Although he is grateful for his support and willingness to work, when he really does things that are not very open and aboveboard, the word "resistance" is almost written on his face.

In the workplace, he has already felt uncomfortable in the workplace. If his personal emotions also have a purpose... it is really not something ordinary people can bear.

Su An remembered how he was unwilling to tell himself about Su Changle at that time, and after a while, the corners of his lips grinned silently.

Later, he would rather sign a VAM agreement to repay himself than to simply get along with Su Changle without purpose, that stubborn little appearance seems to be just yesterday.

As time goes by, there is never a sound, and only when the parties occasionally look back will they realize that so many years have passed since those youthful emotions.

"Since we've talked about An Jingqian, why don't I tell you something interesting."

Su An clenched his fist with his right hand and smashed his left palm as if he suddenly remembered, took out his mobile phone, clicked on the Weibo homepage and spread it in front of his nephew.

"Now there is a video related to you hanging on it, and the number of views and comments is increasing very fast... Do you want to watch it?"