He said with an irritated face: "What can that woman do if she doesn't want me?"

"Why are you so useless? You can't even handle a woman. The agent looked disgusted, undisguised, and said: "I have arranged everything for the evening, you must act according to the arrangement." ”

Yang Zeyu's fists clenched at his side, "She's very smart, do you think she'll be defenseless with such low-end means?"

"What do you know? The more this method is, the more direct it is, I'm not afraid that she will be defensive, I am afraid that she will not come. ”

The agent said: "What, when the matter comes, you regret it again? You don't still like this woman, right? It's a pity, no matter how much you like people, people can't look down on you, you didn't look down on you before, but now you compare with Ning Zhaoyu, tsk." ”

"Get out!" Yang Zeyu slammed his fist on the coffee table.

The huge voice, as well as his violent eyes, startled the girly agent, at that moment he even thought that this person might kill him, the agent hurriedly retreated to the door, thought about it and was unwilling to have the courage to say to him: "What's the use of you losing your temper at me? Who else is willing to take you except me in your current situation? ”

It wasn't until the door slammed that Yang Zeyu came back to his senses, he fell down on the sofa in a dejected manner, and took out another cigarette to light the fire.

The singer's voice is very important, so the average singer is reluctant to touch stimulating things such as tobacco and alcohol.

But he started smoking in high school, and his addiction to smoking was quite big, and it was difficult to quit, when he was with Lin Jia before, she didn't like this taste, so he stopped smoking, and then broke up, so he picked up this habit again.

Anyway, no one will tell him that a singer is really unprofessional about smoking.

At seven o'clock in the evening, Lin Jia arrived at the place Yang Zeyu said on time, it was an antique restaurant, the environment was elegant, and there were people playing the guzheng in the lobby pavilion, and the guests were all eating in a small private room, which was very private.

Before entering the private room, she looked around and saw no trace of the paparazzi for the time being.

After she entered, a man wearing a big-brimmed hat and a floral shirt came behind, looking sneaky and completely out of line with this place.

The waiter, wearing a robe and a horse coat, dutifully stopped him and said, "This gentleman, do you have an appointment?"

Ning Zhaoyu pulled up the brim of his hat, quickly glanced at him, and said, "I made an appointment with the people in this box." ”

Pointing to the box next to the box where Lin Jia entered.

"Are you Miss Lin's guest?" the waiter didn't recognize him.

Ning Zhaoyu nodded.

The waiter half-convinced him and let him in.

As soon as Ning Zhaoyu entered the door and closed the door, he put his head on the wall and began to eavesdrop.

This was discussed between him and Lin Jia, no, to be precise, Lin Jia asked him to come together, according to Ning Zhaoyu's thoughts, he didn't want these two people to meet again at all, as for Yang Zeyu, no matter what he wanted to do, Ning Zhaoyu had a way to make him empty.

But he couldn't stand it, Lin Jia had to come to meet him.

How could Ning Zhaoyu rest assured that she would go to the meeting alone, so after discussing it, the two decided to come together, and he should come to play with his wife.

Yang Zeyu arrived at half past six, different from noon, he was dressed up very brightly when he went out this time, dressed in a casual fashion brand, his hairstyle was also carefully managed, and he also wore light makeup, and he was the graceful and gentle idol singer again.

Lin Jia didn't dress up deliberately, a short T and a wide-legged pants came, a peaked cap buttoned on her head, no extra decorations, and her makeup was slightly light.

But he still looked straight, Lin Jia has always been Yang Zeyu's favorite type, now she is different from when she was in college, more mature, and more beautiful, probably because of the relationship in love, her face is very good, and the corners of her eyes and eyebrows are full of happiness.

Such a look is really sour.

"You're here?" he said, a little embarrassed and embarrassed.

"Well," Lin Jia nodded and said, "Just say what you have, you don't need to eat, I'm not hungry." ”

Ning Zhaoyu was still waiting for her in the box next door, and after speaking, she went over to eat together, perfect.

"Are you so unwilling to eat with me?" Yang Zeyu controlled his expression, and a gentle smile appeared on his face.

"You invited me here, it's not as simple as having a meal, is it?"

"To make a long story short, I want you to sell me the song for whatever price you want. Yang Zeyu said.

"You're all right, right?"

Yang Zeyu was momentarily choked by her straight ball.

Lin Jia looked at him mockingly, this method was too clumsy.

"Let me guess, you don't lack this song, you don't lack this opportunity, it's not that you can't write songs, we all said that we won't sell it, so you asked me to come today, not for this, right?"

Yang Zeyu was not annoyed when he was guessed, he smiled lightly, "Then can you tell me why you still came?"

"If I dare to come, I have nothing to be afraid of. Lin Jia sneered.

"Let's go," Yang Zeyu finally stopped laughing, "Don't worry, what you're worried about won't happen." ”

"What do you mean?"

"I'm not shameless enough yet. Yang Zeyu said.

Lin Jia looked at him suspiciously.

"The things of the song depend on their own ability, I know that you have contacted Mr. Mo, and when the time comes, let Mr. Mo and Director Zhang choose, I will not let him. Yang Zeyu said seriously.

Lin Jia was too lazy to say, and turned right directly when she went out.

She was still a little surprised that nothing she imagined had happened, but it wasn't enough to make her have a better opinion of this person.

Yang Zeyu looked at her unrelenting back, with a self-deprecating smile on his face, he had long known that this would happen, and he was really not surprised at all.

The phone in his pocket began to buzz and vibrate, and he answered the call, and the agent's roar came out.

Throwing the phone on the table, he leaned back in his chair for a long time, and his mood was rare and relaxed.

Yes, that's right, he lied about the address and let the agent run away to another place with a bunch of paparazzi.

It's been a long time since he's written a song that satisfies him, and people outside are saying that he's exhausted, and he really feels that he may really not be able to write anything anymore.

The songs he sang gradually no one listened to anymore, the original agent abandoned him, and instead brought a talented newcomer, on the surface he was still the beautiful Yang Zeyu, but in fact, the company wanted to give up on him.

The new agent only likes his appearance, and wants him to enter the entertainment industry to develop, planning how to stir up the heat every day.

Probably this is retribution, he thought.

At that time, he was too young, too proud, and didn't think about things, sorry Lin Jia, he has been regretting it all these years.

He really loved her, and he still can't let go of it.

But he knew that he was not qualified, and it was impossible for Lin Jia to give him a chance.

Today's incident, he didn't mean to make up for it in his heart, even if Lin Jia didn't need it, he could always get some comfort in his heart.

Yang Zeyu looked at the elegant environment of the hotel, Lin Jia may not remember this place, this is what he deliberately chose, during the relationship, he had accompanied her to go shopping here, she said that she liked the classical atmosphere here, if you have money, you can eat and drink here.

Now they are all people who are not short of money, but Lin Jia is unlikely to be willing to accompany him to dinner once.

The cool liquid dripped from his eye sockets and fell onto his hands.

The long-lost feeling of soul collision reappeared in his heart, and Yang Zeyu thought that he knew how to write the song of "Green".

Mr. Mo and Director Li finally chose Ning Zhaoyu's song, although Yang Zeyu wrote it very well, but in any aspect, Ning Zhaoyu was more suitable.

Midsummer passed quietly, leaving a small tail, the weather was still hot and sultry, even if the air conditioner was turned on, Lin Jia still liked to wear a camisole at home.

She often secretly eats chilled watermelon when Ning Zhaoyu is not at home, she has a very bad appetite recently, she doesn't have much appetite for lunch and dinner, and people are stuffy all day long, so she can eat a lot of chilled fruits, but one day she suddenly had diarrhea, and everyone collapsed, Ning Zhaoyu was distressed, and it was forbidden to eat only a small bowl of fruit for two days.

It's a pity that he is too busy with work, and he recently took on another movie, so he can't supervise at home all day, so Lin Jia secretly buys it, eats it secretly, and then secretly throws it away.

After eating today's melon, Lin Jia lay on the sofa, sighing with satisfaction, but her stomach felt a little cold, and she was very sleepy, so she fell asleep on the sofa after lying down for a while.

What woke her up was a burst of contraction and spasm pain in her lower abdomen, cold and painful, coupled with the cold wind blowing from the air conditioner, it was simply shivering.

Lin Jia endured the pain and got up, first turned up the temperature of the air conditioner, and then put on a coat to go to the toilet, it must have been eating too much watermelon and having diarrhea today.

When she got to the toilet, she didn't have diarrhea, but the blood on her panties startled her.

This wasn't the day she came here.

Lin Jia thought about it again, and suddenly found that her aunt didn't seem to have come to visit at all last month. It's a shame to say that since she had Ning Zhaoyu, she hasn't even used Meiyu much, and every time Ning Zhaoyu will tell her in advance.

She just thought that her menstruation was delayed, and she didn't think much about it, put on the little angel, returned to the bedroom, and wrapped herself in the quilt, the pain was so bad that she couldn't help curling up, her stomach was a little cold, but she was sweating profusely.

This was so torturous, Lin Jia covered her stomach and got up to find a painkiller to eat, and when she returned to bed, she didn't lie down for a few minutes before she wanted to vomit, and the pill was spit out by her again.

Lin Jia weakly picked up her mobile phone from the pillow and dialed Ning Zhaoyu.

As soon as Ning Zhaoyu picked up the phone, she heard her crying aggrievedly: "I'm in so much pain, come back and save me." ”

His heart suddenly tightened, he didn't finish his makeup, and drove home with heavy long hair.

Seeing Lin Jia with a pale face wrapped in the quilt, Ning Zhaoyu's face was even more ugly than her, and she picked up the person with the quilt and walked out.