Chapter 29
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Song Yi thought about it on her way home, but she still couldn't understand.
To say that Gu Xingchuan liked him, he thought it was quite mysterious. First, Gu Xingchuan had always been deeply in love with Shen Li. Otherwise, he would not have been against Song Yi for so many years.
Second, how can you like a person?
From childhood to adulthood, there were a lot of people of all genders who respected him and tried to please him. What's more, he wrote love letters to him for several years, hoping that he could pity him. In a word, all of them were very kind to him and wanted to take out their hearts to him.
I have never seen Gu Xingchuan bully him, tease him, and harass him like a psychopath.
Is it like a person's performance? Song Yi couldn't understand it.
To change his mind, he can figure out how possessive it is as a pre alpha. However, a temporary marked Omega is equivalent to his own property for alpha.
Because of his natural tendency, Gu Xingchuan has a desire for possession, control and flesh. These desires add up to look like Gu Xingchuan, as if he fell in love with him.
To understand this, Song Yi is still uncomfortable. Why? Why? When Gu Xingchuan sleeps, he has to suffer from this kind of bird spirit. Where can we justify this kind of thing?
Is it hard for him to blame his own misfortune? No one will take charge of Gu Xingchuan?
Song Yi took a rest at home for a few days and rejoined her work. She made an appointment with several studios to compare the strength of Party B.
In recent years, the industry has not developed very well. In the past few years, it has made a lot of money. In recent years, the policy has been tightened, and many plays can not be made. The second and third line actors open once a year, and countless people can't bear the situation.
Song Yi is still a little better. He has a good reputation for acting in drama before. In addition, his performance in the production team is impeccable. The directors like to cooperate with him. These studios are also aiming at his reputation in the industry.
On that day, he had just met the boss of a studio when Song Jie called in and asked Song Yi to come to the hospital. Chi Yuan was called into the ICU, which was Song Yi's scum brother-in-law.
Song Yi was startled. She didn't see Chi Yuan for such a long time. She thought she was hiding in some corner. She didn't realize that Chi Yuan, a silly x, was admitted to the hospital.
Song Yi first called Zhao Jiangwei and told him to protect his mother and daughter and went to the hospital alone.
Through the transparent glass window, Song Yi sees Chi Yuan lying on the hospital bed dying. Before, her round body has become skin and bone, and her white and red skin is also tanned. It looks like she has just returned from working in Africa, and her whole body is covered with pipes, leaving only two eyes murmuring.
The attending physician held the clip and said kindly, "the patient was found under the overpass. It seems that he has some problems with the people in the society, and there has been limb conflict. Preliminary diagnosis shows that the patient has multiple soft tissue injuries and slight fracture phenomenon."
"When can I be discharged?" Song Yi frowns. Chi Yuan is like a bear. Will she divorce Song Jie?
"It depends on the patient's recovery. Generally, he can recover in about half a month."
"When can he communicate with others? I have a document for him to sign."
"This In a week or so, "
Song Yi gently nods his jaw, and Chi Yuan can live. Other things can be done slowly.
If you don't believe it, you can't cure him.
When Song Yi was about to leave, the attending doctor stopped him, looked at him endlessly and pointed to his own brain. "Mr. Song, the patient has some problems here. He has been talking nonsense and saying that he will never dare to..."
"Serious?" Song Yi's heart jumped.
The attending physician shook his head. "It's not serious. It's just that the patient's memory is confused and needs a period of time to recover."
Song Yi breathes a breath, thanks the attending doctor, and calls Song Jie to inform him of Chi Yuan's situation, but it is not so serious. She only says that Chi Yuan is slightly injured and needs to take a rest, so that Song Jie can be relieved and deal with the matter by himself.
Seeing Chi Yuan's people, Song Yi has settled down a lot. It is his long-term hope that Song Jie and Chi Yuan can divorce and get rid of this scum.
When I was a child, the family conditions were not very good. The two children spent a lot of money on school. Song Yi and Song Jie had little pocket money. People of the same age were buying accessories on the Internet bar. They were working to subsidize the family.
In such a difficult situation, Song Jie often saves money to buy things for her brother, sometimes sneakers and extra-curricular books. Although they are not very valuable, Song Yi always keeps this good in mind, and he will do his best to help Song Jie.
After all, he is the only person Song Jie can rely on in the world.
When Song Yi walked out of the hospital, she felt that something was wrong. Chi Yuan was very smart and smart. Otherwise, she would not have cheated Song Jie into taking advantage of usury and was beaten into such a situation. It's really not like what Chi Yuan did.
Strange to strange, he didn't think much about it. He was punished by heaven.Song Yi contacted her lawyer and drafted the divorce contract and sent it to Song Jie. A date prompt appeared on his mobile phone. He remembered that a few days later it would be Shen Li's birthday. Before that, Shen Li had sent an invitation letter to hold a party in a hotel in the imperial capital.
On that day, Song Yi dressed up carefully and changed into a smoky gray suit with dark lines. The suit of this color was particularly provocative. If the figure and appearance were not suitable, it would be particularly old-fashioned and greasy. If it was stronger, it would look like a nondescript one. It would be too difficult to control. Few people would dare to wear it.
But Song Yi's natural clothes shelf, tall and slender, gentle temperament, handsome appearance, this dress makes him look able and calm, showing the natural and elegant male.
He arrived at the door of the hotel. As soon as he got off the bus, he saw a large banner poster spread out in front of the hotel. In the picture, Shen Li was sitting on the beach with a bright smile. On it was a long banner, which said, "Happy Birthday to Shen Li, Mr. Zhou."
Song Yi stares at xiaoxiaoxiaoxiao for a few seconds, and she says in her heart that Shen Li has more pursuers in recent years.
There were a lot of people in the auditorium. There were men and women in good clothes, the piano was melodious, and the sweet cold meal cake flavor flowed in the air.
Song Yi sweeps around, but he doesn't see Shen Li. Everyone is looking at him. His eyes are like sticking to him. Some people take out their mobile phones to take photos.
Song Yi took a small cake with delicate shape from the shelf and found a secluded corner to pad his stomach first.
Before he started eating, there was a lot of noise at the entrance of the hall. Originally, people were rushing to the door. Song Yi looked up and looked at the door. Suddenly, she narrowed her eyes and scolded her mother.
Gu Xingchuan is wearing a gray T-shirt with a round neck, simple jeans, a cap with a fashionable brand, and a pot of red and willow green plants in his left hand. He does not squint, passing through the crowd, and seems to be welcomed by the crowd.
Song Yiting admired his ability to attract people's attention. He was brilliant everywhere, just like the scorching sun. He was born to eat the rice bowl of idols.
Song Yi and Gu Xingchuan's eyes collide in the air. He sees Gu Xingchuan frown and stride towards him.
As he approached, Song Yi heard the faint fragrance of flowers in the green plants. Gu Xingchuan casually put the flowerpot on the table, and sat casually in the seat beside Song Yi. He glanced at Song Yi and said sourly, "you are so handsome today. Who do you want to seduce?"
Song Yi touched the fresh leaves of green plants, "you know why, can't I seduce you?"
Gu Xingchuan got angry when he heard this, and the sneakers under the table gently kicked Song Yi's suit leg. He said with a smile: "you seduce me, you don't need to wear so beautiful. You can take it off."
Damn it. Song Yi glared at him. "In public, you should be more respectful."
"In your opinion, may I say so in private?" Gu Xingchuan's mouth slightly curved.
Song Yi stepped on Gu Xingchuan's shoes and ran it hard for several times. Gu Xingchuan gave a "hissing" sound in pain. He bent slightly and looked at Song Yi with shining eyes.
Song Yi nodded her jaw and warned, "if you do this again next time, I'm not stepping on your feet."
Gu Xingchuan mumbled and thought about the evil picture. His mouth was dry and his blood was boiling.
For a while, he noticed a small gift box wrapped in brocade and velvet on the table. He took it, lifted the lid of the box, and there was a pen lying in it.
Metal texture, fine workmanship, looks like pure gold, the end of the pen is inlaid with a shining diamond, resplendent and luxurious.
Song Yi clapped the lid of the box with one hand. This is a commemorative version of the pen ordered on the Internet. It matches Shen Li very well, "don't move."
Gu Xingchuan chin slightly Yang, disdainful hum, "who rare."
Song Yi hooked the corner of her mouth and said calmly, "you don't need to be rare. It's not for you."
"You send me, I don't want it." Gu Xingchuan didn't even look at him. He held his arm and looked away. After a few seconds, he kicked Song Yi under the table. He asked in an awkward way, "what do you want for your birthday in another week?"
Song Yi and Shen Li's birthdays are very close to each other, but few people know when they go to school. Gu Xingchuan only knows when he occasionally sees the student status information.
Song Yi looked at him in surprise, thought for a moment, and said seriously, "I don't want you to give me a gift. You don't want to provoke me any more."
Gu Xingchuan curled his lips, "no way, you will be disappointed, this can't be sent."
Then you ask a fart. Song Yi doesn't want to pay attention to him. He wants to stand up and leave. The lights in the room are suddenly dimmed. Only a bright light in the middle hits down from the dome, cutting the stage and hall into two worlds.
Shen Li was sitting on a high stool leisurely, holding the microphone in one hand. His face was like snow and his shoulder was thin. "Thank you for coming to accompany me for my birthday."
Under the stage began to coax, people wave after wave, Shen Li smile and shake his head, "I did not prepare the manuscript, I do not know what to say to you, sing a song for you."
"A friend present wrote a song for me. I hope you have a good time today
Gu Xingchuan's whole body is tight, the color on his face is ugly, and he wants to eat people.Song Yi's heart does not taste, Shen Li in this chorus this song, is not appropriate?
The prelude of the wooden guitar sounded slowly, the accordion slowly entered, and the surrounding gradually quieted down, only Shen Li's elegant voice sounded.
"The summer wind, blowing through the branches and buds, is as clear as the blue sky
you can touch the clouds without wings
summer dream, flying over the coast gives me tenderness,
fate is like a lantern spinning
you let me see yearning for the rest of my life
..."
Shen Li sings well and is full of emotion. This green and astringent love song has a good grasp of emotion. The applause is thunderous and the people are in full swing.
Gu Xingchuan pulled Song Yi's clothes under the table, suppressed his anger, and whispered, "don't listen, let's go home."
He now regrets writing this song for Shen Li's back.
At the time of graduation, he let Song Yi get angry and cut off contact. He flew abroad alone. At that time, he was just an adult. Shen Li appeared in his dream for a long time. He thought he liked Shen Li and wrote this song.
People's memories often beautify the "first love". The longer the time goes, the more mellow and fragrant it is like old wine. However, when we meet again, we peel off the filter and open the jar of wine, we realize that it is not wine at all, but a jar of pickled vegetables.
As time went by, he finally understood the feeling.
Shen Li's silhouette is indeed very beautiful, he will always remember, but he does not love this person, that moment's palpitation, also is only the heart.
Song Yi took a look at him, "if you want to go, you should go first. I will send the present back home."
Gu Xingchuan gasped, "I'll go with you."
So as not to get fed up with Shen Li again and never stop.
Under the stage, people did not know what to say. There was a lot of noise. Shen Li, with a embarrassed smile, stepped down from the high stool. "I don't know if he is willing to speak. You wait for me to ask him."
Shen Li turned his eyes to Gu Xingchuan, and the light swept over. Song Yi couldn't open his eyes.
Shen Li blinked his eyes playfully and said with a smile, "Xingchuan, there are your fans in my friends who want to hear you sing. Can you give me a face?"
Just Xia Feng's song was written to Shen Li. For the first time, people present know that Shen Li's charm has been known for a long time. Unexpectedly, some people have been fascinated by big stars. Some people have been exposed to this light. Listening to Gu Xingchuan singing a song on the spot and going out to film friends' circle is enough to boast.
Gu Xingchuan narrowed his eyes, slightly raised his smooth jaw, "of course, today you are the birthday star, your face must be given."
He stood up, patted Song Yi on the shoulder and said in a low voice, "when I finish singing this song, we'll go home."
Song Yi thought, whose home is this family?
Gu Xingchuan slowly stepped onto the stage, picked up a wooden guitar from the music area, adjusted the height of Mai, and sat on the high stool. He lowered his head slightly, looked lazy, and gently plucked the strings with long fingers, "Shen Li, this song is also for you."
They all looked at Shen Li, envious or surprised. Shen Li waved his hand, bent his mouth, and looked like water.
Gu Xingchuan chuckled slightly, swept under the stage, lifted his thin lips, and slowly spit out a line of words: "the song is called" you don't deserve it "
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Song Yi thought about it on her way home, but she still couldn't understand.
To say that Gu Xingchuan liked him, he thought it was quite mysterious. First, Gu Xingchuan had always been deeply in love with Shen Li. Otherwise, he would not have been against Song Yi for so many years.
Second, how can you like a person?
From childhood to adulthood, there were a lot of people of all genders who respected him and tried to please him. What's more, he wrote love letters to him for several years, hoping that he could pity him. In a word, all of them were very kind to him and wanted to take out their hearts to him.
I have never seen Gu Xingchuan bully him, tease him, and harass him like a psychopath.
Is it like a person's performance? Song Yi couldn't understand it.
To change his mind, he can figure out how possessive it is as a pre alpha. However, a temporary marked Omega is equivalent to his own property for alpha.
Because of his natural tendency, Gu Xingchuan has a desire for possession, control and flesh. These desires add up to look like Gu Xingchuan, as if he fell in love with him.
To understand this, Song Yi is still uncomfortable. Why? Why? When Gu Xingchuan sleeps, he has to suffer from this kind of bird spirit. Where can we justify this kind of thing?
Is it hard for him to blame his own misfortune? No one will take charge of Gu Xingchuan?
Song Yi took a rest at home for a few days and rejoined her work. She made an appointment with several studios to compare the strength of Party B.
In recent years, the industry has not developed very well. In the past few years, it has made a lot of money. In recent years, the policy has been tightened, and many plays can not be made. The second and third line actors open once a year, and countless people can't bear the situation.
Song Yi is still a little better. He has a good reputation for acting in drama before. In addition, his performance in the production team is impeccable. The directors like to cooperate with him. These studios are also aiming at his reputation in the industry.
On that day, he had just met the boss of a studio when Song Jie called in and asked Song Yi to come to the hospital. Chi Yuan was called into the ICU, which was Song Yi's scum brother-in-law.
Song Yi was startled. She didn't see Chi Yuan for such a long time. She thought she was hiding in some corner. She didn't realize that Chi Yuan, a silly x, was admitted to the hospital.
Song Yi first called Zhao Jiangwei and told him to protect his mother and daughter and went to the hospital alone.
Through the transparent glass window, Song Yi sees Chi Yuan lying on the hospital bed dying. Before, her round body has become skin and bone, and her white and red skin is also tanned. It looks like she has just returned from working in Africa, and her whole body is covered with pipes, leaving only two eyes murmuring.
The attending physician held the clip and said kindly, "the patient was found under the overpass. It seems that he has some problems with the people in the society, and there has been limb conflict. Preliminary diagnosis shows that the patient has multiple soft tissue injuries and slight fracture phenomenon."
"When can I be discharged?" Song Yi frowns. Chi Yuan is like a bear. Will she divorce Song Jie?
"It depends on the patient's recovery. Generally, he can recover in about half a month."
"When can he communicate with others? I have a document for him to sign."
"This In a week or so, "
Song Yi gently nods his jaw, and Chi Yuan can live. Other things can be done slowly.
If you don't believe it, you can't cure him.
When Song Yi was about to leave, the attending doctor stopped him, looked at him endlessly and pointed to his own brain. "Mr. Song, the patient has some problems here. He has been talking nonsense and saying that he will never dare to..."
"Serious?" Song Yi's heart jumped.
The attending physician shook his head. "It's not serious. It's just that the patient's memory is confused and needs a period of time to recover."
Song Yi breathes a breath, thanks the attending doctor, and calls Song Jie to inform him of Chi Yuan's situation, but it is not so serious. She only says that Chi Yuan is slightly injured and needs to take a rest, so that Song Jie can be relieved and deal with the matter by himself.
Seeing Chi Yuan's people, Song Yi has settled down a lot. It is his long-term hope that Song Jie and Chi Yuan can divorce and get rid of this scum.
When I was a child, the family conditions were not very good. The two children spent a lot of money on school. Song Yi and Song Jie had little pocket money. People of the same age were buying accessories on the Internet bar. They were working to subsidize the family.
In such a difficult situation, Song Jie often saves money to buy things for her brother, sometimes sneakers and extra-curricular books. Although they are not very valuable, Song Yi always keeps this good in mind, and he will do his best to help Song Jie.
After all, he is the only person Song Jie can rely on in the world.
When Song Yi walked out of the hospital, she felt that something was wrong. Chi Yuan was very smart and smart. Otherwise, she would not have cheated Song Jie into taking advantage of usury and was beaten into such a situation. It's really not like what Chi Yuan did.
Strange to strange, he didn't think much about it. He was punished by heaven.Song Yi contacted her lawyer and drafted the divorce contract and sent it to Song Jie. A date prompt appeared on his mobile phone. He remembered that a few days later it would be Shen Li's birthday. Before that, Shen Li had sent an invitation letter to hold a party in a hotel in the imperial capital.
On that day, Song Yi dressed up carefully and changed into a smoky gray suit with dark lines. The suit of this color was particularly provocative. If the figure and appearance were not suitable, it would be particularly old-fashioned and greasy. If it was stronger, it would look like a nondescript one. It would be too difficult to control. Few people would dare to wear it.
But Song Yi's natural clothes shelf, tall and slender, gentle temperament, handsome appearance, this dress makes him look able and calm, showing the natural and elegant male.
He arrived at the door of the hotel. As soon as he got off the bus, he saw a large banner poster spread out in front of the hotel. In the picture, Shen Li was sitting on the beach with a bright smile. On it was a long banner, which said, "Happy Birthday to Shen Li, Mr. Zhou."
Song Yi stares at xiaoxiaoxiaoxiao for a few seconds, and she says in her heart that Shen Li has more pursuers in recent years.
There were a lot of people in the auditorium. There were men and women in good clothes, the piano was melodious, and the sweet cold meal cake flavor flowed in the air.
Song Yi sweeps around, but he doesn't see Shen Li. Everyone is looking at him. His eyes are like sticking to him. Some people take out their mobile phones to take photos.
Song Yi took a small cake with delicate shape from the shelf and found a secluded corner to pad his stomach first.
Before he started eating, there was a lot of noise at the entrance of the hall. Originally, people were rushing to the door. Song Yi looked up and looked at the door. Suddenly, she narrowed her eyes and scolded her mother.
Gu Xingchuan is wearing a gray T-shirt with a round neck, simple jeans, a cap with a fashionable brand, and a pot of red and willow green plants in his left hand. He does not squint, passing through the crowd, and seems to be welcomed by the crowd.
Song Yiting admired his ability to attract people's attention. He was brilliant everywhere, just like the scorching sun. He was born to eat the rice bowl of idols.
Song Yi and Gu Xingchuan's eyes collide in the air. He sees Gu Xingchuan frown and stride towards him.
As he approached, Song Yi heard the faint fragrance of flowers in the green plants. Gu Xingchuan casually put the flowerpot on the table, and sat casually in the seat beside Song Yi. He glanced at Song Yi and said sourly, "you are so handsome today. Who do you want to seduce?"
Song Yi touched the fresh leaves of green plants, "you know why, can't I seduce you?"
Gu Xingchuan got angry when he heard this, and the sneakers under the table gently kicked Song Yi's suit leg. He said with a smile: "you seduce me, you don't need to wear so beautiful. You can take it off."
Damn it. Song Yi glared at him. "In public, you should be more respectful."
"In your opinion, may I say so in private?" Gu Xingchuan's mouth slightly curved.
Song Yi stepped on Gu Xingchuan's shoes and ran it hard for several times. Gu Xingchuan gave a "hissing" sound in pain. He bent slightly and looked at Song Yi with shining eyes.
Song Yi nodded her jaw and warned, "if you do this again next time, I'm not stepping on your feet."
Gu Xingchuan mumbled and thought about the evil picture. His mouth was dry and his blood was boiling.
For a while, he noticed a small gift box wrapped in brocade and velvet on the table. He took it, lifted the lid of the box, and there was a pen lying in it.
Metal texture, fine workmanship, looks like pure gold, the end of the pen is inlaid with a shining diamond, resplendent and luxurious.
Song Yi clapped the lid of the box with one hand. This is a commemorative version of the pen ordered on the Internet. It matches Shen Li very well, "don't move."
Gu Xingchuan chin slightly Yang, disdainful hum, "who rare."
Song Yi hooked the corner of her mouth and said calmly, "you don't need to be rare. It's not for you."
"You send me, I don't want it." Gu Xingchuan didn't even look at him. He held his arm and looked away. After a few seconds, he kicked Song Yi under the table. He asked in an awkward way, "what do you want for your birthday in another week?"
Song Yi and Shen Li's birthdays are very close to each other, but few people know when they go to school. Gu Xingchuan only knows when he occasionally sees the student status information.
Song Yi looked at him in surprise, thought for a moment, and said seriously, "I don't want you to give me a gift. You don't want to provoke me any more."
Gu Xingchuan curled his lips, "no way, you will be disappointed, this can't be sent."
Then you ask a fart. Song Yi doesn't want to pay attention to him. He wants to stand up and leave. The lights in the room are suddenly dimmed. Only a bright light in the middle hits down from the dome, cutting the stage and hall into two worlds.
Shen Li was sitting on a high stool leisurely, holding the microphone in one hand. His face was like snow and his shoulder was thin. "Thank you for coming to accompany me for my birthday."
Under the stage began to coax, people wave after wave, Shen Li smile and shake his head, "I did not prepare the manuscript, I do not know what to say to you, sing a song for you."
"A friend present wrote a song for me. I hope you have a good time today
Gu Xingchuan's whole body is tight, the color on his face is ugly, and he wants to eat people.Song Yi's heart does not taste, Shen Li in this chorus this song, is not appropriate?
The prelude of the wooden guitar sounded slowly, the accordion slowly entered, and the surrounding gradually quieted down, only Shen Li's elegant voice sounded.
"The summer wind, blowing through the branches and buds, is as clear as the blue sky
you can touch the clouds without wings
summer dream, flying over the coast gives me tenderness,
fate is like a lantern spinning
you let me see yearning for the rest of my life
..."
Shen Li sings well and is full of emotion. This green and astringent love song has a good grasp of emotion. The applause is thunderous and the people are in full swing.
Gu Xingchuan pulled Song Yi's clothes under the table, suppressed his anger, and whispered, "don't listen, let's go home."
He now regrets writing this song for Shen Li's back.
At the time of graduation, he let Song Yi get angry and cut off contact. He flew abroad alone. At that time, he was just an adult. Shen Li appeared in his dream for a long time. He thought he liked Shen Li and wrote this song.
People's memories often beautify the "first love". The longer the time goes, the more mellow and fragrant it is like old wine. However, when we meet again, we peel off the filter and open the jar of wine, we realize that it is not wine at all, but a jar of pickled vegetables.
As time went by, he finally understood the feeling.
Shen Li's silhouette is indeed very beautiful, he will always remember, but he does not love this person, that moment's palpitation, also is only the heart.
Song Yi took a look at him, "if you want to go, you should go first. I will send the present back home."
Gu Xingchuan gasped, "I'll go with you."
So as not to get fed up with Shen Li again and never stop.
Under the stage, people did not know what to say. There was a lot of noise. Shen Li, with a embarrassed smile, stepped down from the high stool. "I don't know if he is willing to speak. You wait for me to ask him."
Shen Li turned his eyes to Gu Xingchuan, and the light swept over. Song Yi couldn't open his eyes.
Shen Li blinked his eyes playfully and said with a smile, "Xingchuan, there are your fans in my friends who want to hear you sing. Can you give me a face?"
Just Xia Feng's song was written to Shen Li. For the first time, people present know that Shen Li's charm has been known for a long time. Unexpectedly, some people have been fascinated by big stars. Some people have been exposed to this light. Listening to Gu Xingchuan singing a song on the spot and going out to film friends' circle is enough to boast.
Gu Xingchuan narrowed his eyes, slightly raised his smooth jaw, "of course, today you are the birthday star, your face must be given."
He stood up, patted Song Yi on the shoulder and said in a low voice, "when I finish singing this song, we'll go home."
Song Yi thought, whose home is this family?
Gu Xingchuan slowly stepped onto the stage, picked up a wooden guitar from the music area, adjusted the height of Mai, and sat on the high stool. He lowered his head slightly, looked lazy, and gently plucked the strings with long fingers, "Shen Li, this song is also for you."
They all looked at Shen Li, envious or surprised. Shen Li waved his hand, bent his mouth, and looked like water.
Gu Xingchuan chuckled slightly, swept under the stage, lifted his thin lips, and slowly spit out a line of words: "the song is called" you don't deserve it "
the author has something to say: there are still red envelopes in the top 20!
—————
Song Yi thought about it on her way home, but she still couldn't understand. To say that Gu Xingchuan liked him, he thought it was quite mysterious. First, Gu Xingchuan had always been deeply in love with Shen Li. Otherwise, he would not have been against Song Yi for so many years. Second, how can you like a person? From childhood to adulthood, there were a lot of people of all genders who respected him and tried to please him. What's more, he wrote love letters to him for several years, hoping that he could pity him. In a word, all of them were very kind to him and wanted to take out their hearts to him. I have never seen Gu Xingchuan bully him, tease him, and harass him like a psychopath. Is it like a person's performance? Song Yi couldn't understand it. To change his mind, he can figure out how possessive it is as a pre alpha. However, a temporary marked Omega is equivalent to his own property for alpha. Because of his natural tendency, Gu Xingchuan has a desire for possession, control and flesh. These desires add up to look like Gu Xingchuan, as if he fell in love with him. To understand this, Song Yi is still uncomfortable. Why? Why? When Gu Xingchuan sleeps, he has to suffer from this kind of bird spirit. Where can we justify this kind of thing? Is it hard for him to blame his own misfortune? No one will take charge of Gu Xingchuan? Song Yi took a rest at home for a few days and rejoined her work. She made an appointment with several studios to compare the strength of Party B. In recent years, the industry has not developed very well. In the past few years, it has made a lot of money. In recent years, the policy has been tightened, and many plays can not be made. The second and third line actors open once a year, and countless people can't bear the situation. Song Yi is still a little better. He has a good reputation for acting in drama before. In addition, his performance in the production team is impeccable. The directors like to cooperate with him. These studios are also aiming at his reputation in the industry. On that day, he had just met the boss of a studio when Song Jie called in and asked Song Yi to come to the hospital. Chi Yuan was called into the ICU, which was Song Yi's scum brother-in-law. Song Yi was startled. She didn't see Chi Yuan for such a long time. She thought she was hiding in some corner. She didn't realize that Chi Yuan, a silly x, was admitted to the hospital. Song Yi first called Zhao Jiangwei and told him to protect his mother and daughter and went to the hospital alone. Through the transparent glass window, Song Yi sees Chi Yuan lying on the hospital bed dying. Before, her round body has become skin and bone, and her white and red skin is also tanned. It looks like she has just returned from working in Africa, and her whole body is covered with pipes, leaving only two eyes murmuring. The attending physician held the clip and said kindly, "the patient was found under the overpass. It seems that he has some problems with the people in the society, and there has been limb conflict. Preliminary diagnosis shows that the patient has multiple soft tissue injuries and slight fracture phenomenon." "When can I be discharged?" Song Yi frowns. Chi Yuan is like a bear. Will she divorce Song Jie? "It depends on the patient's recovery. Generally, he can recover in about half a month." "When can he communicate with others? I have a document for him to sign." "This In a week or so, "Song Yi gently nods his jaw, and Chi Yuan can live. Other things can be done slowly. If you don't believe it, you can't cure him. When Song Yi was about to leave, the attending doctor stopped him, looked at him endlessly and pointed to his own brain. "Mr. Song, the patient has some problems here. He has been talking nonsense and saying that he will never dare to..." "Serious?" Song Yi's heart jumped. The attending physician shook his head. "It's not serious. It's just that the patient's memory is confused and needs a period of time to recover." Song Yi breathes a breath, thanks the attending doctor, and calls Song Jie to inform him of Chi Yuan's situation, but it is not so serious. She only says that Chi Yuan is slightly injured and needs to take a rest, so that Song Jie can be relieved and deal with the matter by himself. Seeing Chi Yuan's people, Song Yi has settled down a lot. It is his long-term hope that Song Jie and Chi Yuan can divorce and get rid of this scum. When I was a child, the family conditions were not very good. The two children spent a lot of money on school. Song Yi and Song Jie had little pocket money. People of the same age were buying accessories on the Internet bar. They were working to subsidize the family. In such a difficult situation, Song Jie often saves money to buy things for her brother, sometimes sneakers and extra-curricular books. Although they are not very valuable, Song Yi always keeps this good in mind, and he will do his best to help Song Jie. After all, he is the only person Song Jie can rely on in the world. When Song Yi walked out of the hospital, she felt that something was wrong. Chi Yuan was very smart and smart. Otherwise, she would not have cheated Song Jie into taking advantage of usury and was beaten into such a situation. It's really not like what Chi Yuan did. Strange to strange, he didn't think much about it. He was punished by heaven.Song Yi contacted her lawyer and drafted the divorce contract and sent it to Song Jie. A date prompt appeared on his mobile phone. He remembered that a few days later it would be Shen Li's birthday. Before that, Shen Li had sent an invitation letter to hold a party in a hotel in the imperial capital. On that day, Song Yi dressed up carefully and changed into a smoky gray suit with dark lines. The suit of this color was particularly provocative. If the figure and appearance were not suitable, it would be particularly old-fashioned and greasy. If it was stronger, it would look like a nondescript one. It would be too difficult to control. Few people would dare to wear it. But Song Yi's natural clothes shelf, tall and slender, gentle temperament, handsome appearance, this dress makes him look able and calm, showing the natural and elegant male. He arrived at the door of the hotel. As soon as he got off the bus, he saw a large banner poster spread out in front of the hotel. In the picture, Shen Li was sitting on the beach with a bright smile. On it was a long banner, which said, "Happy Birthday to Shen Li, Mr. Zhou." Song Yi stares at xiaoxiaoxiaoxiao for a few seconds, and she says in her heart that Shen Li has more pursuers in recent years. There were a lot of people in the auditorium. There were men and women in good clothes, the piano was melodious, and the sweet cold meal cake flavor flowed in the air. Song Yi sweeps around, but he doesn't see Shen Li. Everyone is looking at him. His eyes are like sticking to him. Some people take out their mobile phones to take photos. Song Yi took a small cake with delicate shape from the shelf and found a secluded corner to pad his stomach first. Before he started eating, there was a lot of noise at the entrance of the hall. Originally, people were rushing to the door. Song Yi looked up and looked at the door. Suddenly, she narrowed her eyes and scolded her mother. Gu Xingchuan is wearing a gray T-shirt with a round neck, simple jeans, a cap with a fashionable brand, and a pot of red and willow green plants in his left hand. He does not squint, passing through the crowd, and seems to be welcomed by the crowd. Song Yiting admired his ability to attract people's attention. He was brilliant everywhere, just like the scorching sun. He was born to eat the rice bowl of idols. Song Yi and Gu Xingchuan's eyes collide in the air. He sees Gu Xingchuan frown and stride towards him. As he approached, Song Yi heard the faint fragrance of flowers in the green plants. Gu Xingchuan casually put the flowerpot on the table, and sat casually in the seat beside Song Yi. He glanced at Song Yi and said sourly, "you are so handsome today. Who do you want to seduce?" Song Yi touched the fresh leaves of green plants, "you know why, can't I seduce you?" Gu Xingchuan got angry when he heard this, and the sneakers under the table gently kicked Song Yi's suit leg. He said with a smile: "you seduce me, you don't need to wear so beautiful. You can take it off." Damn it. Song Yi glared at him. "In public, you should be more respectful." "In your opinion, may I say so in private?" Gu Xingchuan's mouth slightly curved. Song Yi stepped on Gu Xingchuan's shoes and ran it hard for several times. Gu Xingchuan gave a "hissing" sound in pain. He bent slightly and looked at Song Yi with shining eyes. Song Yi nodded her jaw and warned, "if you do this again next time, I'm not stepping on your feet." Gu Xingchuan mumbled and thought about the evil picture. His mouth was dry and his blood was boiling. For a while, he noticed a small gift box wrapped in brocade and velvet on the table. He took it, lifted the lid of the box, and there was a pen lying in it. Metal texture, fine workmanship, looks like pure gold, the end of the pen is inlaid with a shining diamond, resplendent and luxurious. Song Yi clapped the lid of the box with one hand. This is a commemorative version of the pen ordered on the Internet. It matches Shen Li very well, "don't move." Gu Xingchuan chin slightly Yang, disdainful hum, "who rare." Song Yi hooked the corner of her mouth and said calmly, "you don't need to be rare. It's not for you." "You send me, I don't want it." Gu Xingchuan didn't even look at him. He held his arm and looked away. After a few seconds, he kicked Song Yi under the table. He asked in an awkward way, "what do you want for your birthday in another week?" Song Yi and Shen Li's birthdays are very close to each other, but few people know when they go to school. Gu Xingchuan only knows when he occasionally sees the student status information. Song Yi looked at him in surprise, thought for a moment, and said seriously, "I don't want you to give me a gift. You don't want to provoke me any more." Gu Xingchuan curled his lips, "no way, you will be disappointed, this can't be sent." Then you ask a fart. Song Yi doesn't want to pay attention to him. He wants to stand up and leave. The lights in the room are suddenly dimmed. Only a bright light in the middle hits down from the dome, cutting the stage and hall into two worlds. Shen Li was sitting on a high stool leisurely, holding the microphone in one hand. His face was like snow and his shoulder was thin. "Thank you for coming to accompany me for my birthday." Under the stage began to coax, people wave after wave, Shen Li smile and shake his head, "I did not prepare the manuscript, I do not know what to say to you, sing a song for you." "A friend present wrote a song for me. I hope you have a good time today Gu Xingchuan's whole body is tight, the color on his face is ugly, and he wants to eat people.Song Yi's heart does not taste, Shen Li in this chorus this song, is not appropriate? The prelude of the wooden guitar sounded slowly, the accordion slowly entered, and the surrounding gradually quieted down, only Shen Li's elegant voice sounded. "The summer wind, blowing through the branches and buds, is as clear as the blue sky you can touch the clouds without wings summer dream, flying over the coast gives me tenderness, fate is like a lantern spinning you let me see yearning for the rest of my life ..." Shen Li sings well and is full of emotion. This green and astringent love song has a good grasp of emotion. The applause is thunderous and the people are in full swing. Gu Xingchuan pulled Song Yi's clothes under the table, suppressed his anger, and whispered, "don't listen, let's go home." He now regrets writing this song for Shen Li's back. At the time of graduation, he let Song Yi get angry and cut off contact. He flew abroad alone. At that time, he was just an adult. Shen Li appeared in his dream for a long time. He thought he liked Shen Li and wrote this song. People's memories often beautify the "first love". The longer the time goes, the more mellow and fragrant it is like old wine. However, when we meet again, we peel off the filter and open the jar of wine, we realize that it is not wine at all, but a jar of pickled vegetables. As time went by, he finally understood the feeling. Shen Li's silhouette is indeed very beautiful, he will always remember, but he does not love this person, that moment's palpitation, also is only the heart. Song Yi took a look at him, "if you want to go, you should go first. I will send the present back home." Gu Xingchuan gasped, "I'll go with you." So as not to get fed up with Shen Li again and never stop. Under the stage, people did not know what to say. There was a lot of noise. Shen Li, with a embarrassed smile, stepped down from the high stool. "I don't know if he is willing to speak. You wait for me to ask him." Shen Li turned his eyes to Gu Xingchuan, and the light swept over. Song Yi couldn't open his eyes. Shen Li blinked his eyes playfully and said with a smile, "Xingchuan, there are your fans in my friends who want to hear you sing. Can you give me a face?" Just Xia Feng's song was written to Shen Li. For the first time, people present know that Shen Li's charm has been known for a long time. Unexpectedly, some people have been fascinated by big stars. Some people have been exposed to this light. Listening to Gu Xingchuan singing a song on the spot and going out to film friends' circle is enough to boast. Gu Xingchuan narrowed his eyes, slightly raised his smooth jaw, "of course, today you are the birthday star, your face must be given." He stood up, patted Song Yi on the shoulder and said in a low voice, "when I finish singing this song, we'll go home." Song Yi thought, whose home is this family? Gu Xingchuan slowly stepped onto the stage, picked up a wooden guitar from the music area, adjusted the height of Mai, and sat on the high stool. He lowered his head slightly, looked lazy, and gently plucked the strings with long fingers, "Shen Li, this song is also for you." They all looked at Shen Li, envious or surprised. Shen Li waved his hand, bent his mouth, and looked like water. Gu Xingchuan chuckled slightly, swept under the stage, lifted his thin lips, and slowly spit out a line of words: "the song is called" you don't deserve it "the author has something to say: there are still red envelopes in the top 20!
