After marrying a wealthy family, I just want to start a career[Transmigration Book]

"It's me now."

One sentence made Feng Yun's eardrums buzz, and his eyes and nose felt sour.

When he realized it, he was already in Ning An's warm embrace.

He is very thin, and his arms are far less broad and solid than his own, but they are very warm.

It was simply too warm, he closed his eyes and felt it slowly, it was a warmth that he had never felt for many years.

Unable to bear the attachment, he stretched out his hand, wrapped his arms around his waist, and pulled him tightly into his arms.

The tip of his nose rubbed against his ear, greedily inhaling the breath of his body.

Years of depression and grievances gushed out in an instant, and found an outlet for catharsis.

He closed his eyes and gently rubbed against his ear like a baby. It was attachment, nostalgia, reluctance, and a rare self-indulgence.

Ning An's waist was almost strangled, and he could even feel him trembling gently in his arms, and feel the itching when the tip of his nose brushed against his ear.

My heart clenched uncontrollably,

He let him hold him, one hand wrapped around his waist, and the other hand gently patted his back up and down to calm his emotions.

In this cold winter night, this hug is hot, reaching the soul.

There is no taste of lust in it, only pure attachment and trust.

At this moment, they embraced tightly like two children who depended on each other and found the support in their lives.

Ning An recently accepted a photo shoot for a very popular makeup brand.

The other party has a regular spokesperson, who is a third-tier female star.

However, in recent years, the pressure of market competition has increased day by day, and the company wants to start from different angles in terms of publicity to find breakthroughs.

When the brand initially proposed to add male characters in the publicity, the target was still male stars who were active in price comparison.

But after the contact, either the remuneration proposed by the other party has far exceeded the company's budget, or the personal conditions cannot meet the brand's requirements.

The proportion of male characters here is not high. After weighing, it is better to choose a fresh and refined newcomer than to spend a lot of money to invite celebrities.

During the search, they found Ning An through someone's introduction.

In fact, choosing men to endorse cosmetics has very strong limitations, and it is difficult to produce results.

But Ning'an just had a face suitable for makeup.

Especially the cold eyebrows and eyes, the contrast between before and after makeup is very strong.

The brand side was already very satisfied with the first audition, and the two sides also had a rough communication on cooperation.

Different from the past, Ning An not only cooperated in shooting product samples and promotional photos, but also wanted to shoot a short TVC.

The shooting of TVC needs to be carried out in water.

Their own setting is also going in the opposite direction, hoping to attract a wave of attention through the slanted setting, in order to stand out in the cruel competition.

The cold and ascetic mermaid has infinite curiosity and longing for the human world.

Finally one day, he couldn't stand the temptation, and under the dark starry sky, he quietly sneaked into the human territory, and broke out of the water.

He cautiously broke through the water, revealing a beautiful face, cold and calm, cautious and vigilant, with curiosity and fear of unfamiliar environments.

The ends of her eyes seemed to be covered with broken gold, shining a little bit of golden light under the stars, moon and water waves, and her lips were bright red, like flower juice just squeezed out by her fingertips.

There are human footsteps in the distance, the huge fish tail is swaying lightly on the bottom of the sea, and the mermaid dives into the deep sea.

Black hair swaying like ink with the water waves, a flawless face adorned with makeup is infinitely zoomed in by the camera...

In the dark and deep water without any light, he suddenly disappeared like a shooting star.

Like a dream, not even a trace is left.

Under normal circumstances, the role of mermaid is played by women, but the brand chose men, which is considered a small scheming.

The location of the last interview was not far from Feng Yun's game company. When Ning An was carrying his bag and waiting for the bus, he received a call from Feng Yun.

This is the first time he has come to Feng Yun's game company, and it is also the first time that Feng Yun has shown another side of himself to Ning An without any concealment.

There are only six or seven people in the company, all young people, except Feng Yun, almost all of them are slovenly.

After Ning An came up, several people almost stared at each other.

On weekdays, Feng Yun is enough to be particular about it, and because of this, he has attracted a lot of eyes from a few people, but at least Feng Yun is still in the business of wine, so it is understandable that he is a little trendy.

But Ning An was much more particular than Feng Yun, the clothes on his body didn't even have a single crease, and all of them fit close to the body, and it could be seen that each piece was carefully ironed.

Not to mention that he has a good figure and a good temperament. If he stops there, he simply doesn't fit in with their dilapidated office that doesn't even have decoration.

Feng Yun took the milk tea and snacks from Ning An's hand, took his hand and introduced them one by one: "This is Lao Luo, who is in charge of technical procedures, this is Xiao Qin, who is in charge of art, this is Xiaomi, help Lao Luo Moving bricks..."

Ning An greeted them one by one with a smile.

Finally, Feng Yun introduced Ning An to everyone: "This is my guy."

A group of rough men laughed, among them Xiaomi was the youngest, and called Ning An with a smile: "Sister-in-law."

Ning An froze for a moment, smiled and shook his head.

Xiaomi's eyes widened in surprise: "Could it be brother-in-law?"

Feng Yun didn't explain, and let them laugh, he packed up his things and took Ning An out for dinner.

There is a commercial area here, there is a women's and children's market next to it, and the street downstairs is full of various snacks.

At noon, the sun was just right, hitting people warmly.

Ning An and Feng Yun walked side by side, and when they turned their heads sideways, they could see that each other's eyelashes were coated with a layer of golden light from the sun, making them almost transparent.

They have never strolled together leisurely like this before, and the corners of their lips were hooked for a moment without speaking.

The sun was shining warmly on their bodies, and the two of them walked leisurely while looking at the displays in the windows on both sides of the road, and Ning An took out his mobile phone to take some material photos from time to time.

Or suddenly turn the camera to Feng Yun and freeze him in the camera.

Feng Yun has walked this road countless times and seen it countless times. Every time he comes and goes in a hurry, there is nothing new in his eyes.

But walking with Ning An, he discovered for the first time that this road has color, and it is no longer a gray and featureless street.

Although Ning An doesn't comment, he will use his camera and eyes to praise the design of this store, the architecture is very interesting, the color matching is great, in his eyes, everything seems to be beautiful and interesting.

Standing beside him, Feng Yun took a serious look at this street for the first time. The red walls and green tiles, which used to be nothing new, now looked more vibrant.

Most of the shops are ordinary products, but there are also boutiques carefully presented by the owner.

Although the appearance of the windows is the same, some businesses have already decorated Christmas snowflakes and lanterns in advance.

The matching clothes, hats and scarves on the mannequins make people feel warm at first glance.

The old couples and young couples walking arm in arm along the street can't help but feel their happiness with their coquettish reproaches and sweet laughter.

Those beauties that he had never discovered, because Ning An was here, were reflected in the depths of his eyes bit by bit.

It turned out that many things were completely different from what he usually saw.

He took him to drink old duck soup with bamboo shoots. It was a small shop, but it was very clean.

There were a lot of people at noon, and the boss set up a small table for them temporarily.

The hot old duck soup is fragrant. Drinking a bowl in winter can warm people from the palm of the hand to the heart.

Ning An stopped after drinking a small bowl, Feng Yun filled another bowl for him, forcing people to finish it.

Ning An had no choice but to drink another half of the bowl, and Feng Yun drank the remaining half from his bowl.

On their way back, they took another route.

There was a furniture store on the road, and there was a swing chair in the glass window, like the one he had at home when he was a child.

He couldn't help but walked in, tried to lie down for a while, it was very comfortable, and when his legs were propped on the ground, he swayed slightly.

It's like the feeling when his mother shook him gently while telling stories when he was a child.

The sunlight came in through the glass window, making him feel in a trance, as if he was lying in his original home at the moment.

Waiting for the aunt to prepare lunch, call him, and then you can reunite with your family at the dinner table.

He couldn't help closing his eyes and smiling expectantly.

Feng Yun originally thought that he was just playful and would get up after lying down, but saw that he had his eyes closed and a very relaxed smile appeared on his face.

It was a kind of tenderness and comfort that he had never seen before. To be precise, it was happiness.

In the mottled light and shadow, he suddenly felt cold all over.

It was a very strange feeling, he felt that his soul seemed to have fallen into another place he didn't know, and he couldn't think of leaving.

This feeling shocked Feng Yun, and also a little scared, he stepped forward to shake him awake, it seemed that if he didn't do this, he would lose him.

Ning An opened his eyes, and in front of him was Feng Yun's face with a slight smile, but there was some unconcealable worry in those eyes.

"Are you leaving?" He reluctantly sat up.

Feng Yun rubbed his hair: "You like it so much?"

Ning An nodded: "It's very similar to the one I had at home when I was young."

"Then let's buy it back."

"Can you?" Ning An looked at him in surprise.

"Why not?" Feng Yun was a little puzzled: "You like it, of course you can."

"Then it can only be placed on the balcony of the living room," Ning An said happily, "I was afraid that you would be unhappy if it occupied too many public areas."

His smiling eyebrows were curved, and he stretched out his hand to caress the swing chair and almost couldn't put it down.

Feng Yun's mood suddenly became heavy. He had never regretted those hurtful things he said to Ning An.

Obviously he likes things so much, but because he is afraid that he will be unhappy, he dare not even think about owning them

"Ning'an," Feng Yun stretched out his hand to cover the back of his hand, his heart was sore and soft: "We will be good in the future."

Ning An had already pulled the bag over, and hurriedly pulled out the card to prepare to pay the bill.

His hand slipped out of his palm without raising his head: "We've been doing well."

For something worth more than 1000 yuan, two people fought over it and had to pay the bill.

In the end, Feng Yun paid. He had never given Ning'an anything before. Giving a swing and reclining chair was like the first gift a teenager gave to a boy or girl he liked. He was extremely excited and delighted.

On the way back, he was smiling and his heart was jumping like a kite in spring, if it wasn't pulled by a string, he would fly to the sky.

The shooting location in Ning'an Water was set at East Lake.

On the day of filming, Feng Yun got up early in the morning. He boiled a pot of ginger soup and put it in a thermos for him.

Feng Yun's face was colder than the day of Sanjiu, he didn't dare to imagine that Tian Ning'an would go into the water like this.

He wanted to grab him, hold him down, tie him up, keep him from going.

The water in the East Lake had already frozen into thin ice, but he didn't know how long he would have to soak in it for those few seconds of TVC.

His heart hurt like a needle, but he knew he couldn't stop him.

On the day when his foot was injured, he had already spoken clearly and clearly.

All he can do for him is to support him behind his back.

He put ginger soup in his bag with a sullen face: "Remember to drink it."

"Yeah." Ning An smiled.

He took a step back and wanted to go with him, but Ning An still disagreed.

He didn't want Feng Yun to see himself in such a distressed and difficult time, and he didn't want to see his red eye circles again.

"Hey, Feng Yun." Ning An looked at his frosty face, and approached him: "You are a man, and I am also a man. I am stronger than you think, just trust me."

Feng Yun looked at the face that was close at hand, and there was a smile in those eyes, a strong smile, with strong expectations, looking forward to his approval.

Feng Yun held his face with his hands, not knowing what to do with him.

The skin in his palm was warm and greasy, and he finally compromised with him: "Don't hold on when you can't bear it, you understand?"

Ning An smiled and nodded: "Well, I'm not stupid."

Fortunately, the weather is very good, fortunately, the sun is very good.

Feng Yun went to do some errands on the way, and it was already past ten o'clock when he arrived downstairs at the game company.

He was restless all morning, so he tried his best not to call Ning An.

He parked the car downstairs, carried his bag and walked towards the apartment building with a dark face.

The chirping voices of the two girls came faintly: "I heard that someone drowned in East Lake, how come there are people going into the water in such a cold day?"

Feng Yun's brain was paralyzed for a while, and there was a loud bang in his ears, and he could even feel the numbness of the blood on his face.

He didn't know how he started the car, gritted his teeth, and rushed towards the East Lake like crazy.

A heart seemed to be shattered into shards of glass, and my eyes were squinted with cold sweat in the cold weather.

He didn't even know how he got to East Lake. There were very few people by the lake in winter. He saw a group of people standing in a corner from a distance.

He ran over, as if he was acting in a silent black and white silent film.

There is only black and white left in the world, no sound, no hope, leaving him running crazily alone.

Until a figure came into sight, the barrier was shattered with a bang, and the world had color and sound.

He saw Ning An, who was being supported by someone, wrapped in a thick down jacket, and walking towards the shore.

Ning An's wet hair was stuck to the back of his head, and as soon as the water came out, it froze, as if it was fixed by hair gel, stylish and stylish.

He was shaking from the cold, with lipstick on his lips.

Lipstick covered his frozen bruised lips, and the bright red lined his snow-white skin, and his eyes were pitch-black, which was shockingly beautiful.

Someone handed him his thermos cup, and he was about to unscrew the lid of the cup to drink the ginger soup in it, when suddenly he was embraced by a strong force.

He raised his head in surprise, and saw Feng Yun's pale face, which was as white as his, even his lips lost all color.

His voice was trembling because of the cold: "Feng Yun, why are you here?"

Feng Yun wrapped him in his open coat, the cold soaked through the clothes and hit his skin, forcing him to suffocate.

"Ning An," he realized that his voice was hoarse and his teeth hurt when he opened his mouth, "why didn't you kill me?"

At this time, Feng Ran also came to the game company.

Feng Yun's phone rang over and over again, but he ignored it, he just focused on holding Ning An tightly in his arms, just wanting to keep him warm.

He didn't pick it up.

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