Daily Life of the Canary Pet Master

"I'm not curious about the reason, you don't need to tell me." It must be another unpleasant story to tell, Ou Shaowen moved his **** in his direction, stretched out his palm, imitating what Ou Renjin often does, lightly He rubbed the top of his head lightly, with a serious expression, which was his sincere comfort.

Ou Renjin grabbed his hand and tore it off, "What should I do next time I encounter this kind of thing?"

"call you."

"If I can't get through, I'll call Guan Qijun. If he can't get through, I'll call Qi Yue. Call one by one from the address book until I get through to someone, remember?"

"knew."

Ou Renjin opened his mouth, wanting to say something else, but Ou Shaowen covered it with his hand, "I really remembered it, you don't need to repeat it."

Ou Renjin pinched his face, and said in a low voice: "You can't even file a complaint, it's really useless."

"Teach me once," Ou Shaowen didn't like hearing him say he was useless, "I will do it next time."

Ou Renjin stood up and was about to go upstairs, "I'm going to the study to do some business, so please don't come in and disturb me for now."

"Okay." Ou Shaowen looked at his back silently, until he disappeared at the corner of the stairs, then he lowered his head again and looked at the book that was thrown aside again.

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Dong Qiao is not like Ou Shaowen, who can memorize the route after sitting in the car. This night, he walked aimlessly in the mountains and forests for a long time, but he couldn't find the way back. As he walked, he became more and more frightened and anxious. He fell countless times in the middle, and successfully sprained his foot the last time. At that moment, he didn't even scream, but slowly squatted in front of a tree trunk, enduring the passing of his ankle The severe pain came, and I shivered from the cold.

After that time, it seems that I can't even cry. He hugged his knees, boundless fear surrounded him like a shroud, and he was the cold corpse.

Will he die here? I don't know if it was because he was intimidated by Ou Renjin's last few words, or because he himself had an overestimation of the power of such a bigwig in the entertainment industry. At this time, he really felt that he might really die in the this evening.

He was so scared that he became numb instead. He was just thinking, if the time could go back to last night, then he would definitely answer honestly when someone asked about Ou Shaowen, "He went to clean up the things we just did. Throw away the trash."

In the early morning of the next day, there was still no sign of Dong Qiao at the foot of the mountain. Guan Qijun reported the situation to Ou Renjin, followed his instructions and led people to find him from the mountain and sent him back to his residence.

Dong Qiao had a fever for three days, and then he never showed up at the dance class that Ou Shaowen often went to.

Ou Shaowen's dance class has been halved, and the time has been allocated to musical instruments and vocal lessons. Ou Renjin is already making an appointment for Ou Shaowen to sing for him. At the same time, he looked through the recent talent show plans prepared by the websites of major TV stations, and picked one that he thought had a better competition system. Reasonable, and more suitable for Ou Shaowen's character.

He is going to throw this kid into this talent show. At that time, he will have his own heat, and he can use it to snowball to attract more heat. Then he will use his heat to make his debut as an idol, release a song and single, and spend more resources than them It is better to hype for him.

The talent show that Ou Renjin selected for him was called "Under the Light", and the project officially started a month later, so during this time, Ou Shaowen's courses were also quite full, except for another set of model photos, almost all of them Time is wasted in the practice room.

Therefore, many nights, when Ou Shaowen came back from the practice room, Ou Renjin had already fallen asleep. Although he once promised that he would make up for every day they missed this month, Ou Shaowen is a person who pays more attention to enjoying the present. There is no future to come.

The end of the year is coming soon, both Ou Renjin's business and Ou Shaowen's many training courses have come to an end, even Aunt Zhou and Uncle Li were given half a month's leave by Ou Renjin to go back to reunite with their families.

In the huge villa, it was empty and devoid of popularity. Fortunately, Ou Shaowen has always been used to this kind of situation. When Ou Renjin was around, he could pass the whole afternoon just staring at Ou Renjin in a daze. Watching TV silently for a while, and then going to cook a decent dinner for myself, and the day passed like this.

For some reason, he felt that Ou Renjin didn't seem to be in a very good mood during this time. When he was at home, the low air pressure was visible to the naked eye, and it seemed perfunctory to smile at him occasionally. The most important thing was that he hadn't kissed him for a long time. Passed him and hugged him.

Ou Shaowen couldn't help but flipped through the calendar and started counting forward, only to find that it seemed that he had moved into this villa for almost three months.

And Ou Renjin's predecessor with the shortest duration was only 80 days.

Is it time for him to go back?

New Year's Eve twenty-nine.

Ou Renjin got into the car bound for the cemetery, he turned sideways and silently looked out the window, it was such a gloomy and cold weather, it seemed that no matter how high the heater was turned on, it would not be able to warm people up.

The car stopped at the gate of the cemetery. Ou Renjin got out of the car and bought two bouquets of flowers. He held the dewy flowers in his arms. In the early spring morning, the flowers covered half of his handsome face, and the ends of his hair were covered by a Wet with a layer of mist, it was gently placed on the forehead. It was originally a beautiful man's picture book worth admiring, but it was completely destroyed by his overly gloomy and cold expression.

"I'll wait for you outside, come out early." Guan Qijun has long been used to Ou Renjin's excessively long silence and extremely bad mood on this day. After turning the corner and making people full of hope and expectation, fate suddenly turned in another direction and turned into a bad news that people couldn't resist.

Ou Renjin nodded, and walked in alone without saying a word.

Guan Qijun looked at his back with some concern, then glanced at the time on the watch, and prepared to go in as usual, if Mr. Ou didn't come out in half an hour, he would go in to find him without saying a word.

When he accompanied Mr. Ou here in the first year, he had just entered high school and was still a handsome and thin boy. At that time, he was also holding two bouquets of flowers and insisted on going in by himself. But after entering the cemetery, he didn't come out for a long time. When Guan Qijun went in to look for it, he saw Ou Renjin fainted in front of the tomb with a pale face, cold and silent all over his body. That time was extremely dangerous, accompanied by a cold and high fever, Ou Renjin almost stopped her heartbeat just like that.

In the following years, whenever this time came, Ou Renjin would always have an illness. And then he gradually grew up, and gradually became moody and angry, but he spent the day safely in the past few years. Guan Qijun returned to the car, took out the medicine he had spared just in case, and held it tightly in his hand.

Ou Renjin walked through a row of mausoleums with some heavy steps, and when he was about to reach the tomb of his parents, he stopped abruptly, looking ahead, he couldn't conceal the growing hatred, holding the The veins on Huahua's palm popped out.

Ou Yiyun and Qin Yueran were squatting in front of his parents' grave, throwing paper money into the fire by the dozen.

Qin Yueran yawned, stretched out her hands and roasted them on the fire, rubbing them one by one very carefully. Rubbing her stiff fingers, "Husband, why do you think the old man insisted so suddenly this year that we come over to give them Going to the grave, this place is far away, and it takes a few hours to drive. Didn’t you just come here on Qingming Festival before, and put two sticks of incense at home on the death day?”

"Put the lights on, and go back quickly." Ou Yiyun threw all the remaining paper money into it, and the fire was suddenly rushed, and it was about to be extinguished suddenly.

Ou Renjin felt that his eardrums seemed to be a little swollen, he took two quick breaths, suppressed his somewhat shortness of breath, and walked over with his usual expression.

"The paper money has not been burnt with sincerity, so why do you still come to worship?" Ou Renjin walked past the two of them to the tombstone, knelt down and picked up the half-burned ghost paper, and the faint sparks touched the air again. It ignited again and quickly attacked his fingers.

He seemed to be rolled up to the skin by the flames, and with a "hiss", he threw away the paper money and let the paper money scatter and float towards them.

Ou Yiyun took a few steps back, and Qin Yueran suddenly let out a short scream. Although they hid quickly, there were still a few black marks on their clothes. Qin Yueran laughed back angrily: "Ou Renjin, for so many years, I have been your aunt, because of the death of your parents since you were young, I don't know how to tolerate How many times have you been hurt. You are old now. Don’t think that you are a willful child. You can be forgiven for doing wrong things over and over again. Let me tell you, your grandfather is really determined not to recognize you this time. Now, just go on with your childish pranks going back and forth like this now and then."

"I'm sorry, because it's so interesting to see my aunt angry, I can't help it." While speaking, he glanced at Ou Yiyun who was standing silently at the side, and showed a weird smile, "Why don't you, uncle?" Speaking of which, don't you always like to support your aunt on weekdays? Why, standing in front of my parents' grave, feeling guilty?"

"It's unreasonable." Ou Yiyun gave him a sideways look, and didn't want to tangle with him very much. He was attached to this psychopath, and he had to go crazy in front of them for a long time, "Yueran, let's go back."

Before Ou Yiyun took Qin Yueran two steps away, he heard the sound of something being kicked down from behind him. He turned his head, and saw that the two lamps and a bunch of flowers they brought and placed in front of the tomb were all kicked by Ou Renjin On one side, he cleared the land in front of the tomb before putting his own flowers on it.

He sneered, turned his head and continued walking.

He knew that when Ou Renjin's parents had just died, there had been endless speculations and rumors in the company. This kid was young and naive, and soon believed in those words, but these rumors were just guesses. Evidence and clues, for so many years, he can only vent his anger in front of them from time to time.

After holding back to pay homage to his parents, Ou Renjin's lips were bruised when he returned to the car, his eyes turned black one after another, his throat seemed to be tightly bound, and he pressed his chest firmly with one hand, as if he could Resist the beat of the wrong rhythm, as if hitting in the chest.