He always feels that the things in it are not simple. Ye Ya doesn't look like a person who can play with feelings. Therefore, he reserved his opinion on this matter for the time being and did not make any conjecture.

Perhaps, when they have figured it out one day, it is not certain that the relationship will be reconciled again.

pooled his eyes out of the stars, but there was no way to resist the old man's lust.

The old man said: "log in to the microblog immediately and say that your account has been stolen. Go! If the revenue of Huangjue film and television is affected this year, we will eat later, and you will go to the yard to eat grass roots! "

Chi Yufeng

Is he really his own?

Is it really not paid for?

In the heart has innumerable revolts the small idea, but by grandfather a stare, or obediently went to work.

It's just that I'm not happy in private.

Secretly thought, even if you don't fire Ye Lanshan, you won't give her any resources in the future!

Hum!

Let her bully his uncle again!

……

The old lady felt sorry for her son. She looked at Gong shaoting's room and her eyes were red. "What should I do now?"

The old man patted her on the shoulder and comforted her: "with his character, he will not return to normal for a while. However, as long as you don't make fun of your own life, let him. After a while, the pain in my heart will be relieved, and that will be fine. "

"I hope..."

The old lady looked down at the bracelet on her wrist which was returned by Ye Lanshan. She couldn't help thinking of the night when she gave it to her.

In a short time, how did it become like this?

…………

As soon as they left, the room was quiet.

The overhead light fell on Gong shaoting's face, but his eyes focused on the light halo of the portrait.

This portrait was painted for her in the hotel of Zongheng studio.

Very much like her.

Three points like him.

And there's a kid who doesn't look like anything.

In the picture, she leans on his shoulder with a bright smile.

But now, that smile is particularly dazzling.

Gong shaoting came forward coldly, took the picture off the wall, grasped it tightly, went to the window and waved

He wanted to throw the eye-catching painting to a place where he would never see it again, but in the end, there were 110000 of them. After hesitating for a while, he took back his hand, folded it back and hung it again.

She wanted to stop loving him.

But he couldn't bear to lose those promises.

Forced to withdraw his sight, thinking of his parents still waiting for him, he went to the wardrobe to change his clothes and went downstairs.

As soon as I opened it, I saw her clothes in the closet.

Her style is changeable, there are tender student clothes, loose and casual clothes, simple and capable style, but also gorgeous and amazing dress.

As a natural hanger, no matter what clothes she wears, she is beautiful.

Gong shaoting's eyes fell on it. He seemed to see her carrying a white dress the other day and asked him, "uncle, can I wear this one?"

He replied with a smile, "good looking."

She took another navy suit. "What about this one? I've never worn Navy before, otherwise I'll show you my first show ~ "

" OK. "

"I'll wear a navy suit first and a white skirt in a few days ~"

"I'll see."

……

In memory, her smile was very clear.

Gong shaoting raised his hand, and his fingers fell on the white dress she had not come to remember and put on her. There was a long black hair on it. He couldn't help taking it off carefully.

Her hair reached to her waist, and her fingers curled around her hair, like his hands caressing her hair.

He once said: he wants to like her, love her all his life, and want to comb her hair every day in the future.

Ghost will be the root of the hair Qin in the palm of the heart, on the nose to take a deep breath.

There seemed to be her taste in her hair, so that all that flashed in my mind was the scene of her reading the script in his arms.

"Shanshan."

He gave a soft cry, full of nostalgia.

But it was just a moment.

Next second, all the gentleness of attention turned into indifference. He took out a set of household clothes and put them on. He carefully put the hair in his pocket.

……

Tonight, this late dinner time, unprecedented quiet, except for the small pool to bite the food in his mouth, a face of sorrow.

The old lady looked at Gong shaoting anxiously from time to time.

He behaved normally.

I had a quiet meal in the whole process. Although I didn't eat much and my whole body was cold, I didn't treat myself seriously and make fun of my life.It seems that this seems to be a blessing in misfortune

But she would rather her son had a hard struggle, and then happily forget Ye Lanshan than be so dull and cold now.

Gong shaoting has no appetite. He just takes a few mouthfuls to show his concerned parents. Then he puts down the tableware and gets up. Before going upstairs, he asks for a red rope with housekeeper Deng. Then he leaves with a lonely shadow.

In the old lady's eyes, her face was full of worry: "how can his body stand eating such a little all day?"

The old man exhorted: "well, eat less is to eat, give him more time, he will get better."

“……”

I don't know why. The old lady is not so optimistic as the old man.

You can see shaoting's love for ye Lanshan. He is crazy and deep. He has the posture of living and dying together in only half a year. How long will it take to forget the woman he loves?

The old man saw that her eyes were complicated, and he didn't want to eat.

Looking at Gong Qilin and Chi Yufeng, we are all involved by the lovelorn Gong shaoting, who is trying to eat.

What did the old man think of? He suddenly asked in surprise: "old man, what do you say shaoting wants red rope to do?"

"Hang yourself!"

If it wasn't for Chi Yu Feng, he would have blurted out.

He stood up excitedly and wanted to talk. He choked on the food in his mouth and coughed.

Gong Qilin patted his back for him. Suddenly, all the food stuck in his throat came out.

The old man who was sprayed

The old lady who was sprayed

The speechless Gong Qilin

Chi Yu Feng watched herself spray on her dear grandparents. She was so scared that she quickly wiped her mouth and begged for mercy: "grandma, I, I didn't mean to I just thought that my little uncle might hang himself with a red rope. I was a little excited... "

“!”

His words immediately reminded the old man and his wife who were concerned about their son.

They immediately got up and were going to stop their son.

Housekeeper Deng drew his lips and explained: "master, madam, don't worry. The young master just asked for some red thread to sew the clothes. It's very thin and fragile. It's broken when you pull it lightly. You can't hang it..."

“……”

They all looked at Chi Yufeng.

Poor little pool said he didn't know: "ha ha I was just guessing, guessing... "

"Well, I suddenly remember that my father asked me to go home today. It seems that there is something very important."

With that, he slipped away immediately.

……

Gong shaoting returns to the room with the red thread, takes out Ye Yanshan's hair in his pocket, folds it in four, and entangles it with the red rope a little bit.

The little black and red Mahua braid is crooked, but he braids it seriously.

It's like treating a precious work of art.

A little bit, patient polishing.

Until it's all made up.

It's only when you are close to your heart and chest that you can sleep in the lonely and dark night.