Chapter 41: Silent Night Thoughts (II)

Two hours ago.

After Wen Jiang left the Cold Night Temple, he didn't rush home, but went to the headquarters of the brokerage company YN, which he hadn't seen for a long time.

Nan Ke's phone call in the afternoon was to say that the company was recently going to hold a seven-member idol group, and was ready to make its debut through a follow-up reality show promoted on a video website.

The debut conference is scheduled for the day after tomorrow.

Wen Jiang belongs to a lot of artists in the second agency, and Nan Ke's plan is to let their seniors help record VCR and build momentum in advance to start the battle.

The more artists appear in the VCR, the easier it will be for the public to accept newcomers because of their good "popularity".

Nan Ke has already explained in advance the content and recording venue of the VCR that Gan Tian wants to record, Wen Jiang never brought her own comber master, made up a light makeup on the way, and soon entered the company's No. 11 dance studio to record a blessing clip with a duration of only forty seconds, although she still can't remember the faces of her junior brothers, let alone the names of her junior disciples.

When she and Gan Tian came out of the dance studio, Wen Jiang was just about to push open the door of Nanke's office, when suddenly the heavy frosted glass door was pulled open from the inside.

A face that was more tender than Cheng Fang's white and tender face, and whose facial features were extremely three-dimensional, appeared in front of Wen Jiang's eyes.

Since last year, this face has appeared in major domestic media at a high density, and the speed of its popularity has exploded people's eyes, and it has jumped into the list of the four major students.

It is Xu Lai, the current boyfriend of Wen Jiang's friend Xin Lingxi.

Their relationship can be added with many adjectives: sister and brother love, unknown underground love, childhood sweetheart.

Wen Jiang's steps to go to Nanke's office stopped again.

***

There are many secluded places in the company, and Wen Jiang and Xu Lai returned to the venue where she recorded the VCR, the No. 11 dance studio.

Because of Xin Lingxi, Wen Jiang has dealt with Xu Lai many times, and he is not a stranger.

Xu Lai's face was a little haggard, and it seemed that his bloodless face was paler than fair.

Wen Jiang didn't foreshadow, and asked him directly: "Why did you enter Sister Nan's office, has your contract with Chaoge expired?" The relationship between Chaoge and YN is known to be very stiff because of the snatching of resources, so it is not wise for you to enter the YN building directly at this time. ”

The corners of Xu Lai's eyes were slightly red, which was a sign of lack of sleep and fatigue: "When it expires at the end of the month, I have to plan early." Renew your contract or find a new owner. Sister Nan is a visionary agent, otherwise she wouldn't be able to bring out an artist like you. ”

Wen Jiang didn't want to hear what he explained: "Does Lingxi know? ”

Xu Lai closed his eyes and opened them again: "I know." The two of us share an agent in Chaoge, and she already knows about it without me saying it. ”

Wen Jiang grasped the point and sneered: "As the person closest to you, your heavy movements let her hear from other people's mouths, so that she will not know until so many people later." Xu Lai, she didn't look away, you are a good man. ”

Wen Jiang's eyes were cold, and Xu Lai did not avoid the sharp edge of her eyes.

He also heard her counter-words clearly.

Wen Jiang is Xin Lingxi's friend, so he naturally has to be kind.

Xu Lai said "um" in a hoarse voice, and said softly and calmly: "You also persuade her, for more than ten years, let her not always be heartless and can't see my badness." ”

By the end of the note, his voice suddenly became noticeably rougher, and his breathing sank.

A look of forbearance.

It's the kind of forbearance that Wen Jiang can't appreciate.

Xin Lingxi withstood how many obstacles from his family and company before he took Xu Lai's hand, and Wen Jiang knew very well as a bystander.

Wen Jiang felt a choke in his throat inexplicably, and reminded him: "Lingxi's appointment is at least three years away, tell me the real reason why you want to change brokerage companies." If you're for her good, your reasons and your decisions are for your good, we're barely friends. ”

Xu Lai shook his head.

He understands the personalities of Wen Jiang and Xin Lingxi, and if Wen Jiang knows many things, he will not hide them from Xin Lingxi.

Among the people he avoided and should avoid, Wen Jiang was in the first few.

Xu Lai still insisted on not revealing it: "Changing brokerage companies is a normal change because there is ambiguity between the career plan and the current company." ”

Wen Jiang's chest rose and fell a lot more violently: "Are you bluffing me with this?" Would you not sue her and discuss with her in the replacement of a normal brokerage company? ”

Xu Lai always felt that through her, he saw another woman who was more courageous and unhesitating.

He told Sù Wen Jiang: "It's just that it won't be day and night, it's not a breakup." ”

Wen Jiang saw the flickering in his eyes clearly: "Do you have this confidence?" You're starting to doubt yourself, and you've made a decision before you can explain to her how to explain it. What if you run the wrong way? Xu Lai, in this world, maybe you are still lucky enough to be reborn once, and when you enter middle school in a foreign country, you can meet another neighbor and senior sister who can stand up and tear up the love letter to everyone when the love letter you wrote was intercepted and posted on the campus bulletin board halfway, and was ridiculed for being amorous. But again, can you still be lucky enough to make this very good woman change from loving you to loving you? ”

Xu Lai's long eyelashes trembled: "I know, I will cherish it." ”

Wen Jiang smiled extremely gloomily: "You should be glad that you met her." I am not moved or grateful when I meet the kind of self-righteous and self-assertive man who is in the name of being good for me, but refuses to tell me what happened and why. Even if there is still affection, I will dump you as soon as possible. ”

Xu Lai's hand trembled, and then he spoke with a slight pleading: "Don't tell sù that she has seen me here, I will say it myself." ”

Wen Jiang finished saying everything, and only asked: "Why are you not good, I'm not here, come again." ”

Xu Lai smiled, a little overwhelmed: "Forget it, I've inquired, I can avoid you." Who knows that people who don't come to the company once in a few months will suddenly have a trip back. ”

The confrontation in the first second seemed to tear their faces apart, but this second they breathed a sigh of relief from each other, and it was the kind of relationship that could sit down and drink two cups and talk about what was in their hearts.

Wen Jiang laughed and sighed: "You are really thoughtful, and you really plan to avoid me?" I'm not optimistic about you, I think Lingxi won't look at people for more than ten years and still haven't seen people clearly, and he still looks away after watching for so long. She's not the kind of person who will settle for anything. I'll keep it secret for five days, and you can communicate slowly. Although I don't agree with your approach. ”

Xu Lai shook his head and looked at her: "Five days is too short, five months, five months is over, I will take care of things." After signing Sister Nan's words, the condition I put forward is also not to disclose the cooperative relationship to the public for the time being. ”

is still singing, his itinerary informed Xin Lingxi clearly, if he suddenly disappears, Xin Lingxi will definitely be suspicious.

There are some things he doesn't want to sue her and annoy her.

After entering the YN, what is he going to do, even if there is Wen Jiang as an intermediary, Xin Lingxi's news will be relatively closed, and he can make up a lot of unwarranted announcements.

deceived those who trusted her, and in the name of being good for her......

Xu Lai felt that after Wen Jiang's sentence "dumped him", there should be another sentence "kill him".

Such a man is shameful.

He is not ashamed, but he has turned himself into such a person.

Xu Lai only said to Wen Jiang in the end: "I have a flawed personality, I look forward and backward, I think a lot, and I don't like to say anything, and I haven't changed it for many years." The most courageous thing I did was the love letter back then. Aren't we friends too? In addition to guarding your friend and your own, you can also help me, a friend, keep the person in the love letter. Oh, those boxes of sets that Lingxi gave you last month were my orders. ”

Wen Jiang: "......"

After these words, they can no longer be friends.

***

When Jiang Jiang entered Nanke's office, Nanke was reading the plan.

Wen Jiang sat on the sofa behind the door and asked her, "What do you say about Xu Lai?" ”

Nanke spit out two words: "Money." ”

Wen Jiang's eyes suddenly appeared in front of her last night, Lu Shihan told her in a serious manner that he was a very vulgar man who loved money.

Wen Jiang waved Lu Shihan's image away from his mind, and continued to ask, "What do you want money for?" ”

Nan Ke looked up: "Help." ”

Wen Jiang still wanted to ask, but Nan Ke stopped her: "No, there is nothing else to say." ”

Wen Jiang pondered for a while, and couldn't be sure whether Nanke's words were true or false.

If you save your life, whose life will you save? Saving lives may be true, but money is not.

Nan Ke glanced at her and interrupted her train of thought again: "Don't you come every time you come and keep your feet on the ground, and leave after you come and deal with things?" ”

Wen Jiang hummed and admitted: "I will consult you about something this time." ”

Nan Ke stopped the movement in her hand, and the A4 paper swiped between her fingers, and flipped to the ground: "Ask." ”

Wen Jiang stood up and walked to Nan Ke's desk, with his hand propped on it: "What do you usually send to men?" ”

Nan Ke seemed to have heard a very funny joke: "Who are you going to give something?" ”

Wen Jiang: "Man, one." ”

Nan Ke said twice: "I know it's one, the question is which one is this one." If you are in love, report it in advance, and don't make public relations scramble like a divorce. ”

Wen Jiang lowered his upper body, looked at her, and suddenly touched a wet towel on the table to wipe the corners of Nanke's lips.

Nan Ke subconsciously dodged, and Wen Jiang shook his hand: "Rub out a small piece of lipstick, wipe it off for you." ”

Nanke's eyes darkened: "Far away, it's really okay to take you." ”

Wen Jiang smiled and sat down again: "It's not about falling in love, I don't have time, and I don't have the patience to hook hands step by step." It's not about solving physiological needs. What exactly is it, we haven't seriously exchanged opinions, and with the results, I'll tell you again. ”

Nan Ke hesitated: "Is it good for you?" You look at the human eye, after that scene, I start to doubt now. ”

Wen Jiang pondered: "It's not good, it's quite ruthless, and it's quite heavy." ”

Nan Ke twisted his eyebrows, and looked at Jiang with a "hopeless" expression: "There are many men in the world, you are like this-"

Wen Jiang immediately remedied: "That kind of heaviness can cure my kind of heaviness." ”

Nan Ke's brows soothed slightly: "In the circle? ”

Wen Jiang nodded: "It's half a piece." ”

Nanke was still a little skeptical: "I don't sound very reliable. ”

Wen Jiang laughed softly, and his tone was firm: "If you read it, it will be reliable." ”

Nan Ke shook his shoulders with a smile: "Still so superficial? Look at people, look at faces. ”

She asked again: "It's not that you are self-inflicted, are you?" ”

Wen Jiang shook his head: "I think it's time to exchange opinions in depth, because I saw that he seemed to have his body folded in my hand, and the others were also folded." It's okay if I make a fool of myself, just let him really fold my hands. ”

Get rid of the chopsticks and come out behind her...... This shouldn't be her own passion, right?

Nanke didn't complain about her narcissism, and asked, "How long have you known each other?" ”

Wen Jiang: "Not counting before, I saw each other for a month this time." ”

Nanke: "......"

Wen Jiang knew that Nan Ke felt that this speed was too fast, so he explained: "Physically, this period of time is very fast; Philosophically, according to idealism, counting the minutes and seconds that have passed in the heart is already a lot, which is considered slow. ”

Nanke: "......"

Nanke doesn't know what to pick up, Wen Jiang's brain and mouth are not the same as the structure of ordinary people.

**

Wen Jiang left the YN building in Nanke's speechlessness, and on the way back to send her back, she instructed Gan Tian again: "Find a flower shop and stop for a while." ”

Tian Tian was curious: "Buy flowers?" There are a lot of potted plants in the apartment, sister, don't you like flower arrangement? ”

Wen Jiang replied: "On a whim." ”

Sweet accompanied Wen Jiang into the door of the bouquet hut, and Wen Jiang glanced at the flower language posted on the wall by the store.

It's all kinds of adjectives added as a definite, I like you and I love you.

The shopkeeper recognized Wen Jiang and enthusiastically introduced all kinds of precious flowers that had been flown in by air.

Wen Jiang listened with a smile, and finally chose the most popular, so popular that even the wolves in the cartoon took flowers to give to the sheep.

She said, "Help me wrap the red roses." ”

As for how many flowers......

Wen Jiang pondered for a moment and said, "Sixty." ”

Lu Shi, sixty.

**

Gan Tian helped Wen Jiang take the flowers upstairs before leaving, although she was very curious, but Gan Tian endured it and didn't ask.

After Tian Tian left, Wen Jiang sat cross-legged on the carpet of the apartment.

In order to prevent the loss of her mobile phone from causing trouble, she has always habitually noted other pronouns to people in her address book over the years.

She sat for a while, took out her mobile phone and sent a text message to the person who remarked her as "housekeeping aunt": Are you free at night?

"Housekeeping Auntie": Finished.

Wen Jiang sighed, can this person speak more bluntly?

After thinking for two seconds, Wen Jiang went back: Help me play the scene.

"Housekeeping Auntie" asks: What play?

Wen Jiang's fingers tapped a few times on the virtual keyboard, and his face did not blush and his heart did not beat: kiss scene.

**

Wen Jiang sent the password of the apartment elevator in advance, and asked the security guard of the community to let him go.

She sat in her apartment and waited, putting on her glasses and reading the script as she waited.

The people in the script love so much that they can't live if they don't love it, Wen Jiang feels tired of seeing too much, and he can't bear the idea of talking about life with the screenwriter, and close the book to count the petals of the roses.

She waited for more than half an hour before she heard the doorbell ring.

Wen Jiang moved over quickly and pushed the bouquet of roses towards the door.

After the door opened, Lu Shihan's sight was snatched by the roses first, first seeing the flowers, and then seeing the person smelling the ginger.

He still had a food box in his hand.

The person is tightly wrapped, and only a pair of eyes are exposed, as if he is afraid of being seen clearly.

Wen Jiang took a step back, and the red roses broke into Lu Shihan's field of vision in a larger area.

The red demon, the red arrogance, the red eye-catching.

Wen Jiang leaned against the wall at the entrance and asked leisurely, using the greeting language of the last century: "Coming?" ”

Lu Shihan entered the door, took off his mask, and looked straight at her.

The orange light hit the side of his face, he took off his mask unquickly, and while his face was uncovered little by little, his voice squeezed into Wen Jiang's ears little by little, low and clear: "Come on." Come to the kiss scene. ”

Wen Jiang smiled, raised his finger and pointed to a bouquet of roses on the ground: "You are sincere." Sent yours. ”

Lu Shihan put the hand of the food box on the locker for a moment: "Flower, why are you giving me this?" ”

Wen Jiang: "I learned from others." ”

Lu Shihan put down the food box and took off his coat again, his body temperature gradually rose with the indoor temperature, and he lost the coldness in the stairwell and underground parking lot.

He raised an arm to prop up the wall: "Wen Jiang, let's discuss." ”

Wen Jiang: "What? ”

Lu Shihan said: "Come closer to me." ”

Wen Jiang leaned over: "It's close." ”

Lu Shihan was very close to her and looked carefully into her eyes.

Wen Jiang felt as if he could hear his powerful heartbeat.

With such a close distance, it is suitable to lean closer to each other to cover each other's lips.

But Lu Shihan just stretched out a hand and rolled down his left eyelid.

Smelling Jiang's surprise, Lu Shihan explained: "When I went upstairs, the wind blew sand into my eyes, so I borrowed the glasses on your face as a mirror and used it." Thank you. ”

Wen Jiang: "......"

She took a breath and couldn't laugh or cry.

When I met him, I always had a larger vocabulary: "Thank you, I came all the way to lend me your mouth to play, I will lend you a pair of glasses and * glasses frames, and the courtesy is still exchanged, and it is not polite." ”

She lowered her jaw to the side of the rose and asked him, "Do you like it?" ”

Lu Shihan's breathing became heavier, and he asked her what she said about learning from others: "Who did you learn from, you learned the method of soaking Xiaomi by hand, and you should bandage it according to 100." ”

Wen Jiang: "I look like a nouveau riche like Hao Xiaomi?" Even if I look like it, you don't have any place like a white, smooth, and good-feeling Xiaomi. It's been too much on someone else, and it's not sent out, try you. No more, no less, sixty. ”

The number of sixty, Lu Shihan did not think of his name unexpectedly.

The words others were a little harsh, Lu Shihan picked up the food box again and walked inside: "I've tried it now, let's eat." ”

Wen Jiang kept looking at him and followed him.

Lu Shihan endured it for a few seconds, but still lost to her: "Look at the road, don't look at me, if you look at it again, you will hit the wall." ”

Wen Jiang disagreed: "You're here, will you let me bump?" ”

What she said was too natural, Lu Shihan moved his lower lip and did not refute.

He put the food box on the cabinet in the hall, stopped, suddenly reached out and clasped Wen Jiang's shoulder, and pressed her to the wall on the side, he put an arm behind her, and decided to ask: "It's hit now." Tell me, who have you sent? ”

Wen Jiang didn't expect him to be so reckless in action, and he really hit the wall.

She gritted her teeth: "You know." ”

Lu Shihan's eyelids jumped: "I know a lot of people. ”

Wen Jiang: "Oh, it's hard to guess? Then I'll sue you, your little sister. ”

Lu Shihan: "......"

It should be a very surprising answer, but when it comes to Wen Jiang, it doesn't seem to be so disobedient.

Lu Shihan's hand holding Wen Jiang's shoulder loosened: "She is only interested in men, don't work in vain." ”

Wen Jiang touched his waist: "I know, I can see it, it's interesting to you." ”

Lu Shihan laughed again and laughed out loud: "...... You see, others have always seen clearly. ”

Wen Jiang said again: "Bystander Qing, what the ancestor said is very reasonable. I sent it, but she didn't ask for it, and she was quite angry and ran away in anger. ”

Lu Shihan smiled: "I thought it was other young talents." ”

Wen Jiang: "Other? Pick up the label of young talent on yourself, embarrassment? ”

Lu Shihan responded: "It's well deserved, it's embarrassing." ”

Wen Jiang hooked his hand around his neck and got to the point: "Have you ever played that kind of play with others?" ”

Lu Shihan's arm slid down the wall, stuck to Wen Jiang's waist, and then supported Wen Jiang's buttocks, lifting her body: "Isn't it you who knows the answer as well as I do?" ”

Wen Jiang remembered the inexplicable kiss scene and lines four years ago.

She said: "The screenwriter wants to strangle to death, and they are all people like you who change the drama at will." ”

Hearing Jiang's words, the light in the room suddenly went out.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows of the apartment, there is a field of fireworks that rise into the sky, bloom in the night, and then fall silently to the ground.

Like illusory flowers, the canopy of light and darkness is opened, and then the petals fly like rain and fall.

There was an intermittent "bang" sound of fireworks blooming, and Wen Jiang's eardrum seemed to rub the heartbeat of a more "bang" person.

Man's sanity and self-control are crushed little by little in this sound of heartbeat.

The moment the indoor lights came on again, Wen Jiang's glasses had fallen to the ground, and her nose, lips and teeth were full of strong masculine breath.

Like a carnivorous lion, like a vigorous leopard, grabbing fiercely and grinding gently.

At the moment when his lips and teeth were entangled, Lu Shihan still held Wen Jiang's buttocks and placed her on the shoe cabinet at the entrance.

Both bodies are like arrows ready to fire, just waiting to draw their bows.

Desire/fire exploded quickly, and Wen Jiang catered to his strength.

The obstacles covered by his body fell apart little by little, and Wen Jiang felt that his underwear was peeled off little by little, his right leg was lifted, and his legs gradually separated.

The moment Lu Shihan's pecking on her lips became softer and gentler, he straightened down and crashed into her without hesitation.

~River crab~See around the neck~id pen name

Wen Jiang's face changed instantly, and he endured the sounds in his throat that wanted to overflow.

The fireworks outside the window are continuous, and I don't know which one is making up this long night.

Wen Jiang's hand clasped on Lu Shihan's back, and suddenly touched a rugged place.

Wen Jiang's sanity returned in an instant, and her misty eyes stared at Lu Shihan's side face, even though she couldn't see his expression clearly, she still stared at him stubbornly.

She hadn't looked closely at his body during the day.

There was a tiny scar on his face, and the one on his back that she touched at the moment should also be a scar.

She let him sleep all the way to her house, but she really didn't seem to know him well enough.

Aside from his name, she knew only part of his profession and works, and she knew very little about other things about him.

She didn't ask, and he didn't say.

Wen Jiang only felt how crazy he was playing with him for the few nights he had been playing at this moment. She let a half-stranger, half-acquaintance, invade her life at a lightning speed.

He pushed it down, and Wen Jiang couldn't help but let out a sound.

The moment she gathered the broken voice, she climbed on his back and asked, "How did it come about...... Face...... How did you get it? ”