Baoyang Chronicle

The patron seems to be possessed by a child, and he had a great time in the amusement park. If I wasn't afraid that his hat would be blown up by the wind, he might have to go on the roller coaster again.Seeing him having so much fun, I was too embarrassed to say to him, "Well, was I a hero who saved you back then?" It would be embarrassing if it reminded him of some bad memories.

The benefactor was ignorant of my troubles, took my arm affectionately, pointed at the merry-go-round, and wrote the word "sit" brightly on his face.

...whatever you sit on, the legs of the merry-go-round are not as long as yours.

Jin Zhu is confident: "But it's very nice to take a selfie on it!"

I rubbed my forehead: "The scenery on the Ferris wheel is also very beautiful, let's go to the Ferris wheel."

The gold master's eyes turned into two puddles of water, wronged and miserable, even if I knew he was faking, I couldn't help but soften my heart.I sighed, resignedly turned on the front of the camera, fished out the benefactor, put my arms around his shoulders, and snapped fresh selfies one by one with the merry-go-round in the background.

Jin Zhu blinked, blinked again, finally came to his senses, squeezed my fingers, and stared at me: "You fouled."

My face was full of innocence: "Why did I make a foul? If you really want to sit, then I will delete the group photo, and you can take pictures on it yourself."

The benefactor hurriedly snatched my mobile phone: "Don't, don't, I won't sit, you send me the group photo."

I don't like to take pictures of myself, I always feel like a girl. Except for magazine shooting tasks, I usually hide when I can take pictures at home, let alone take pictures with the sponsor.As soon as the gold master rolled his eyes, I knew he was making up his mind, so I decided to preemptively strike with a ruthless hand.

The benefactor was holding the photo on his mobile phone, his mouth was almost in the sky, and the carousel and Ferris wheel were all left behind, and he focused on admiring the group photo.

I saw how silly and caring he was, so I couldn't help rubbing his head, thinking: Xiao Mian, I can't cure you yet.

The benefactor obediently rubbed my hand and asked me, "Can I make this photo into a lock screen?"

I:……

"Home screen, home screen is fine."

Me: It seems that you really think you have too little black material.

"Pad's lock screen is fine! Can't be turned back!"

I patted his head: "The two of us broke up in the future, you are not embarrassed to look at the photos."

The benefactor immediately became alert and stopped playing with his mobile phone. His ears were pricked up, like a fox that has been invaded, and his eyes were squinted: "Are you going to break up with me?"

I was chilled by his stare, and hurriedly made amends: "I'm just making an analogy, you see that the funder has had enough fun and dumped the little star, isn't that how it is done in the script, and if you find true love or something, I must not leave."

Only then did the gold master calm down, and nestled in my arms obediently: "As long as you don't break up with me, I won't break up with you either. Whoever wants you to leave the stage, I won't let him have a good time."

Looking at his appearance, I suddenly remembered the period when we hadn't confirmed the foster relationship, when he was stalking.

As the number one warrior against unspoken rules (self-proclaimed), when Liang Wan sat on the bed and offered to take care of him, his guilt and astonishment were washed away by anger.I slammed the door with a black face, and I was still puzzled when I got home. I didn't even read the n messages Liang Wan sent me on WeChat, so I deleted them directly, and blocked them so I could leave.

But Liang Wan was haunted, and I could see him everywhere during that time. When I went to eat in the company cafeteria, he brought a tray and asked if there was anyone next to me; Rong Guining and I went out to sing K, and he reserved a room next to him. When we were going out, he opened the door and said it was a coincidence; I even fell asleep reading a book on the table, and woke up to find that I was covered with a coat, and Liang Wan was sitting next to me, smiling gently at me.But this old fox is very ghostly, and he has a very good grasp of speed. I can't even hate him if I want to hate him.

The turning point of the matter happened on a certain day when my sister happened to be here on a business trip. She pretended to come to see me, but she actually took me to go shopping with her.

I was carrying big bags and small bags, my head was slumped, and the old lady was stepping on 9 cm high heels, with an imposing manner, pushing the door and marching aggressively to the next shop, but bumped into Liang Wan head-on.

Liang Wan was stunned for a few seconds, and his face turned pale. I saw his Adam's apple roll twice, and then he made a hoarse voice, similar to that of a person in the desert who hasn't drunk water for many days: "This is my girlfriend. ...?" Afterwards, he realized his gaffe, cleared his throat, and managed to pull out a smile that was uglier than crying.

I felt guilty for no reason, and felt like the scumbag who was caught/raped by the real wife in those soap operas I used to act in.Not caring about answering him, she hurriedly dragged the gossiping older sister away.

During this period, I couldn't help but look back, Liang Wan maintained the posture just now, standing motionless, very thin and desolate.

I have been disturbed by this figure all day long, and when I close my eyes before going to bed, it is all this scene.

Lying on the bed, I thought for a while whether it would be better to clarify with him, and then thought, Liang Wan's acting skills are so good, maybe that dejected look is due to acting.

After thinking about it, suddenly the doorbell rang.I was wearing my pajamas and dragging my slippers to open the door. Liang Wan, with red eyes and smelling of alcohol, squeezed in without any explanation.

I was overwhelmed by his posture, and followed him to the living room step by step.Liang Wan stopped in the living room, then brought the bag he was carrying in front of him, unzipped the zipper, turned the bag upside down, bank card, ID card, account, real estate certificate all over the floor.

I:? ? ?

Liang Wan trembled, there was nothing inside, he threw the bag on the ground like a rag, his eyes were red, he stared at me closely: "This is all my belongings, there will be more in the future, you are with me OK."

I couldn't tell what was in my heart, I was angry, but it was also mixed with some unexplainable distress, I turned my head to avoid his sight: "...you are drunk."

Suddenly, big drops of his tears fell down, splashing water on the floor. While wiping his tears, he stubbornly raised his eyes and looked at me: "No, I'm very awake."

I tried to convince him: "Actor Liang, you can find better ones."

His voice seemed a little choked because of depression: "But none of them are you."

I don't like seeing people cry, let alone Liang Wan's big watery eyes that can talk.I watched him cry so miserably, and comforted myself in my heart, why bother, he is nice, and it is said that he is also a clean person, although it is a nurturing, but I am not at a loss, why are you so awkward.

I nodded my head in a strange way.

As soon as I promised, I promised for five years.

I looked at Liang Wan in front of me, he was pulling my sleeves, waiting for the Ferris wheel with great interest, the staff seemed to recognize him, Liang Wan blinked and made a silent gesture.

After the staff left excitedly, the patron turned to look at me: "What are you thinking?" His voice was still obviously dissatisfied.

The afterglow of the setting sun illuminated his whole body warmly and brightly. I looked around, but no one noticed. I pulled him by his collar and pulled him into my arms: "I'm thinking of you."