Chasing Tides

Ning Lan was forced to go to the corner to "recount the old" with boss Liu. After all, he borrowed his money in a difficult time. Although the method of debt collection was not very sunny, he had to live to the present. His benefactor.

Boss Liu looked at him from beginning to end as if he was valuing a product: "Xiao Lanlan is now terrible, flying on a branch and turning into a phoenix."

Ning Lan was very speechless about his remarks, and said politely: "Where can I be? I'm not qualified to stand with you, boss Liu."

Boss Liu heard the ironing and laughed, holding his belly, "You little stars, one can say one by one."

"Whereever, just talk about life." Ning Lan said a truth.

The two said a few words again, and the big man standing behind him was upset when he saw Ning Lan, his nose was not his nose, his face was not humming, and boss Liu glared at him in condemnation: "What attitude? There is a big backing behind me now, and I'll see you later. "

Ning Lan continued to be modest: "No, no."

The best way to deal with such a face-loving upstart is to show weakness and satisfy their vanity without borders.

Boss Liu wondered, "Did you really?"

Ning Lan quickly pondered the meaning of his words, afraid of causing trouble to Sui Yang, and denied: "Of course not, otherwise what am I still singing and jumping here?"

Boss Liu's small eyes brightened sternly: "Oh, I know, we have such a good character, how can we ... haha." Rubbing his hands, "Actually, you didn't ask for that Me, I'm really a little disappointed. "

Ning Lan was suddenly overshadowed. Where would he think that Boss Liu still remembered this.

"The girl who just wrapped it recently is very hot, sloppy." Boss Liu pointed to the rose held in the back of the big man. "I have to bring her flowers to support her. People worry, hey, do you mean? "

Ning Lan sweated on his forehead, echoing yes.

Boss Liu stepped forward, lowering his voice, a little ambiguously: "You said, why didn't I find Xiao Lanlan so painful before you?"

Ning Lan took a step back, the smile on his face fell away, and there was a little anger. He now owes no one but Sui Yang, so there is no need to hold back any longer. He said in a deep voice: "If there is nothing else, I will go first, boss Liu, you are busy."

Boss Liu Laipi grabbed his arm and pulled back: "Ah, hey, I haven't finished talking yet, don't leave."

Ning Lan was struggling, his other arm was pulled aside, and one pulled him from Boss Liu vigorously, accompanied by a familiar low voice: "Immediately enter the market."

It's Sui Yan.

Ning Lan's head was about to explode. He felt that God must have intentionally made fun of him, and always made Sui Yang run into such an awkward situation.

"Yo, this isn't, this isn't ..." Boss Liu knotted his tongue on the back for a long time and didn't name Sui Yang's name. The Sui family is one of the famous families in Beijing, and his middle-aged upstarts are not a class. He only thinks that this guy seems to know each other and seems to have seen it somewhere.

Sui Yue had already pulled Ning Lan to leave the person far behind, and she had turned a few corners to a secluded corner before releasing Ning Lan's arm.

Ning Lan was hurt by his light and non-weight hands, rubbing his arms and drumming his cheeks to look at him: "Why are you so fierce?"

He meant this coquettishly, and wanted Sui Yang to feel bad for him, as well as kiss or hug as before. Since a few days ago he said something wrong and asked about the violin. Sui Yun was not very concerned about him. Last night he risked to climb to the upper bunk again. Sui Yun just kissed him perfunctoryly and turned over. After catching him under the bed, he went up to sleep again.

He didn't know where the problem was, but he racked his brains to please, not to be too close, afraid to be hated by him, and not too far away, for fear that he forgot his existence.

Ning Lan thought it was time for Sui Yang to die, although he never said it, but Ning Lan knew that he was the most vulnerable to his injuries.

Unexpectedly, Sui Yan's expression did not soften at all, and he asked coldly, "How much more?"

Ning Lan froze, "What?"

In fact, Ning Lan guessed correctly. Sui Yun was really in a bad mood these days, but the reason was not his.

Sui Yue receives a call from his father every day these days. He hangs up, and his father calls again. If he doesn't answer the call, the father texts him, saying that his teacher is sick and he is hospitalized in XX hospital. Even if his father sent the address and bed number, he didn't plan to see it. His fate with the teacher was already exhausted when the teacher intervened in the family of three. The other party first lived up to his trust. There is a relationship with them, and they have come to this point, and now it is impossible to turn back.

The bad things seemed to be scheduled to run into each other, and Ji Zhinan was also hospitalized. He was such a timid person. When he was a kid, he had to cover his eyes and call for help when he went to swim. Now that he was so stimulated, his company arranged him to work so fast?

Sui Yang couldn't do anything about it, but both of them were bothering him for a long time. He couldn't do anything if he wanted to avoid it.

Right now, Ning Lan also found him unhappy, didn't he say that the debt had been paid off? Why are you still confused here with an old man who apparently has a bad intention?

"I ask you, how much more money is needed." Sui Yan said repeatedly, Shen Sheng.

Ning Lan still hesitated and said, "I ... I don't want money."

Sui Yan heard his words, and suddenly chuckled his lips and smiled.

Ning Lan's head was poured into a basin of cold water, which was tantamount to being publicly executed.

Yeah, after taking so much money from others, saying that you do n’t want money, what ’s the difference between being a puppet and being a torii?

for free? Don't want the money to crawl on his bed and try his best to seduce him?

Seeing his pale face as paper, Sui Yan felt dazzling inexplicably, leaving a sentence "gather in half an hour" and turned away.

Ning Lan stood there for a long time, and finally the phone ring in his pocket awakened him. As soon as he picked it up, his mother Zhao Jinshan shouted with a loud voice that he had been hospitalized in a car accident. He needed tens of thousands of yuan to die here. Ning Lan listened quietly, and when she heard that she could not move, she hung up the phone silently.

This is my mother's third hospital accident this month. The traffic law in my hometown seems to be not so good.

He walked back and forth along the road when he came, and passed by Ji Zhinan's exclusive lounge, he stumbled.

There are people inside now. The photographer put the machine at the door to shoot. Ji Zhinan sat there with a smile and gave an interview. Recently, fans always say that he and Ji Zhinan look like him. He doesn't like being compared with others, and he doesn't like this statement, so he is a bit resistant to being close to the people inside.

Ke Ninglan still remembers that he came here to get a signed photo with Ji Zhinan as Sui's birthday present.

Sui Yang may never have expected the birthday present he prepared for him? Ning Lan wondered suddenly, what exactly is he to Suiyang? Something you care for? Is it necessary to work so hard?

As Sui Yue said just now, he just wants money, so why hold so much in front of him?

He has the inferiority of others, and he is comfortable with each other. He is greedy and insatiable. He will look forward to it and dream. His joy is pulled out and shown to Sui Yang. Why doesn't he dodge and refuse? Far beyond the normal scope and boundaries?

"Then we will enter the next section of the interview." The reporter inside said to Taiben, "This question comes from the netizen Feitian girl ticket. She wants to ask Teacher Ji if she has a nickname?"

Ji Zhinan seemed to be in a good mood. He smiled and said, "Yes, they all call me Nan Nan, or Xiao Nan." After a pause, he said, "In fact, I have another alias that you don't know, called Ji Xing."

"New? Brand new?"

"No, it's a star ..."

The outside photographer interjected suddenly: "Pause for a second, I didn't record it here, I will do that again just now."

The reporter waved his hand: "It doesn't matter that I made a transcript. I continued to shoot while driving. The time is limited and I will start immediately ... Okay, let's continue. The next question is ..."

Ning Lan, who was still standing at the door, seemed to hear nothing. He was so confused in his mind that he raised his hands and touched the studs on his ears.

Stars, stars of stars ... studs in the shape of stars.

star.

He remembered the movie that Sui Yang had opened twice, and he only paused after watching Ji Zhinan's clips each time.

And Ji Zhinan's almost crazy response when he fell into the water, he didn't even know how much blood his arm was scratched and flowed.

This earring was originally not given to him, no wonder it was hidden in the trunk, and Sui Yang probably did not expect it to be turned out by him.

Ning Lan suddenly felt that she might not only be blind, but her eyes were also blind.

Where is Sui Yang like a person who can chase stars? He is a young man, brave and decisive. He says that he has no idols on all occasions, and he says no, that is really not.

No one knows more about Ning Lan's feeling of wanting to approach but not daring to approach it.

Ning Lan took a deep breath, and the repeated irritated and purulent wound on the ear was faintly painful.

Fragmented fragments gathered in my head and strung into a reasonable line. He suddenly remembered that after a live song last month, Wang Bingyang read comments to everyone in the car, and a fan said, "Bao Lan ’s see-through outfit looks like Mr. Ji passed through, and his face is like, Especially the eyes. "He was not very happy at the time, said" I'm not like ", and then tilted his head to ask Sui Yang:" Captain, do you say like? "

What was Sui Yan's reaction at that time? He looked at his face, opened his mouth, and moved his neck slightly. The light in the car was too dim, and Ning Lan couldn't see whether he was nodding or shaking his head, only to see the indescribable heavy mist that filled the depths of his pupils, and in a short moment, he hid like never before.

However, Ning Lan remembered this look, and repeatedly pondered in his heart, trying to treat it as a proof that Sui Yue treats himself differently, and may even like her.

For the first time, Ning Lanchang thought that having a good memory was such an abomination.

... he still doesn't believe it.

He shook his hand to open the browser of the mobile phone, and typed the words "Ji Zhinan" into the input box. The number of thorns behind the birthday column, like a knife hanging over his head, finally fell.

On March 18, 0318, the bank card password was 990318, the year of Sui's birth, and Ji Zhinan's birthday.

Not long ago, Ning Lan secretly changed all of his passwords to 940109, and this is also a kind of conspiracy that he dare not speak out.

——Your birthday the year I was born, I will engraved you in my life.

In this relationship, he humbled, panicked, and persistently sought for a proof that left an indelible imprint in a place invisible to others, naively thinking that it was called romance.

But romance should be warm and sweet, not like it is now, the blood is mixed with ice like cold, the ice residue does not dissolve, and it turns into an ice blade and sticks in his heart, which makes him almost hurt.