Don’t Pick Up Boyfriends From the Trash Bin

The plagiarism incident is just a clarion call for Cheng Yi's tragic fate.

Yang Baihua returned home, listening to Cheng Yi's cry of despair, holding his shoulder and saying, "Xiao Cheng, calm down."

Cheng Yan's eyes were red: "Lao Yang, you believe me, you have to believe me."

Yang Baihua said, "Of course I believe in you."

Cheng Yi pulled Yang Baihua, confirmed to him over and over again, and asked him for help: "You wrote the song while you watched me, right, I will show it to you, and I ..."

Yang Baihua put Cheng Yi's hand in his palm and put it on his chest: "I know it."

Cheng Yan shivered and leaned against that solid and thick chest, like duckweed in the wind finally found Pingyi.

He listened to the heartbeat close at hand, and his ears became numb and feverish, as if the world was the safest only here.

With reliance on relief, Cheng Ye's bloodshot eyes burst into flames, and he gritted his teeth weakly: "I can't do this anymore, I'm going to sue Tang Huan, I want ..."

Yang Baihua lags behind.

He stroked Cheng's back: "Xiao Cheng, you are too impulsive now, don't make a decision at this time."

But Ke Cheng has already ignored so much.

He had a bad migraine. Before Yang Baihua came back, he had taken two pills, but the effect was slow. The headache and anger shook him with torture and cold sweat. "Why? This is my song. I can't let her steal it and frame me--"

Yang Baihua frowned and pushed him away, raising his voice slightly: "Xiao Cheng, listen calmly to me. You can't sue her."

Cheng Yan opened his mouth silently, looked at him, waiting for an explanation.

Yang Baihua sighed deeply: "... This is Xiaoyan's failure."

Yang Baihua's cousin, Yang Xiaoyan, was admitted to two teachers in the same city as her cousin a year and a half ago, and was entrusted to Yang Baihua by his uncle Yang.

She often came to Yang Baihua's house for dinner. It was the first in Yang's family to know the cousin's orientation. She also asked Yang Baihua to have several big meals on the grounds of "confidentiality."

Yang's family is not bad, Yang Xiaoyan is not ugly, a melon seed is innocent. She likes music, and she also likes to write small tunes and publish them on the Internet, because the words written can resonate with bright and sad girls, and her number of fans is 10,000. This made her quite proud of herself.

But Cheng Ye didn't really like her.

Every time she came, she always pestered Cheng Ye to ask him how much a song can sell, and asked him if there was a way to sell songs. Cheng Ye didn't like to listen to this, and often swayed it in the past. Say Jiao told Yang Baihua, cousin, look, brother Xiao Cheng has a doorway in his house, he doesn't help me, it's really boring.

Xiao Yan lived in a four-person dormitory, and the other three girls were all from the city. She also refused to fall behind and bought good cosmetics and brand clothes.

According to her usage, of course, the money was not enough. She often had to ask Yang Baihua to borrow it. Yang Baihua really gave it every time, and never refused. For this reason, she dared not order meat dishes in the company cafeteria for a month.

Cheng Ye looked distressed. He also learned to cook from that time.

Cheng Yan stared at Yang Baihua, confused, "... What are you talking about?"

Yang Baihua was annoyed and said, "Just now, I just put down your phone, Xiaoyan called. Do you remember, when your parents and third sister came to the city last time, you moved out and lived on her phone No electricity, swipe Taobao with my mobile phone, flip it around, and accidentally opened the demo you wrote. She liked it and asked me if you wrote it, and I brag about you. "

Cheng Yan opened his eyes slightly.

Yang Baihua stiffened his head: "I didn't think too much at the time, saying yes, you often write some songs, she answered and continued to hold it. I didn't expect her ..."

Cheng Ye finally understood, and did not dare to channel: "She stole my songs to sell? You let her steal?"

"You don't want to speak so badly." Yang Baihua said helplessly, "I don't know about it, Xiaoyan ... she just likes your song. She told me that she lacks money and wants to make money on her own, but The songs she wrote were not good for the company, so I wanted to take your songs and try my own song. I did n’t expect to hit it with one shot, and I sold all six of them. "Heart" and "Autumn Thought" ... Tang Huan picked it. "

"'Just like it?'" Cheng Min stabbed his body up. "She asked me what she was going to name my song, and I told her that I had already thought about one of them," Language in the Heart ". "

He grabbed the phone, pressed the screen to light, and displayed a line on Tang Huan's solo album to Yang Baihua: "... Lao Yang, I ask you, what is this? She even copied the name? Isn't this intentional? "

"... You wrote so many messy songs and didn't send them out. She didn't expect that you would take this submission." Yang Baihua's tone was so heavy that he reached out and held Cheng Ye's wrist. She didn't want to. She was scared when she called me, and she cried. "

Cheng Yimu thought, what was she crying.

Yang Baihua bitterly said, "She already knew she was wrong. But she is still young, so you must allow her to make mistakes. If you sue her, what ’s wrong with her, how will she be a man at school? How can I explain it to my family?"

As if a piece of cold water poured on Cheng's spine, he grabbed Yang Baihua and groaned in pain: "... what about me? What about me? What do you want me to do?"

Yang Baihua gently held Cheng's face: "It's okay, I believe in you. Those netizens don't understand the situation, they are just arguing. As long as they pull the network cable, no one can hurt you."

Cheng Yi had a smooth life and no major incidents. This was a landslide. His mind was completely confused. Yang Baihua's determined voice shook him: "... is it?"

"Yeah." Yang Baihua followed the temptation, "You think about it, my parents hurt Xiaoyan as a close daughter from an early age. If our relationship is exposed because of Xiaoyan's affairs, Xiaoyan's reputation will be ruined, and lawsuits will be involved. you?"

Cheng Yan held his head and curled up.

"... why." Cheng Ai murmured, "why ..."

His ideals, his musical dreams, were completely ruined.

Moreover, his lover stood resolutely on the side of his family. If he did not agree to take care of this for Yang Xiaoyan, his future with Yang Baihua would be gone.

Lover, ideal, what should he want?

Cheng Ye has been a good boy since his childhood. Apart from music, he has no other hobbies. Yang Baihua was Cheng Ye's first person to love with his heart.

To love someone is to put him carefully in his heart, afraid that his heart is not soft enough.

Yang Baihua is very good and gentle to him. He will coax him when his artist's temper breaks down.

Cheng Xu was reluctant to tear his chest in blood after experiencing a trauma of bones and bones, and dug out the man he had loved for three years.

He can't do it.

Cheng Ye lived in Yang Baihua's clothes and asked softly, "How do I write songs with this reputation on my back? Will anyone still ask me?"

When Yang Baihua heard him let out, he sighed unconsciously.

He took Cheng Yan into his arms: "I want you."

...... This is not the answer Cheng Cheng wants.

But this is also the only best answer he can get at this stage.

Cheng Ye's company quickly issued a statement, severely applied for such a bad plagiarism, and decisively submitted to Cheng Ye to ask for compensation for liquidated damages.

At a critical moment, Cheng's elder brother Cheng rushed up and screamed at his brother's nose: "Cheng Ye, are you patient? Do n’t contact your family if you have such a big incident? Do n’t plan to name Cheng as you say! "

Cheng Yan didn't speak.

His reputation was rotten. Since he decided to hide it, he had to hide it with his family.

The elder brother scolded him, lost money for him, and spent money on the Internet to delete posts.

Netizens found that their comments have been deleted, and they have rebounded, and the situation has become more and more hot. Tang Huan's company has not given up the enthusiasm to take the initiative to come to the door. One hundred thousand online singers are the fiercest. He is the famous Tang Huanfen, who posts six or seven Weibo posts a day, chasing Cheng Ye's sarcasm.

One of the Weibo posts said: "The plagiarized dog should now be afraid to shiver in the quilt [dog head] [dog head] [dog head]."

Underneath is a carnival of Tang Huan's fans, with nasty language and disgusting.

Cheng Ye was really scared. He closed the private message, turned off the cell phone, and locked himself up. Yang Baihua was patient, after all, he had just worked and didn't have that much time to accompany him every day.

Cheng Yi thought that it would be fine after a while, and after that time, he could come again.

But later, Cheng Yi found that he couldn't write a song, and he couldn't even touch the piano. Even if he pressed the keys, he would think of the piano intro in the carefully written part of the "Heart", his heart trembled and he couldn't play it. A complete song.

After trying many times, he suddenly raised his fists and hit the piano.

The piano moaned high and low.

In college, Cheng Gen, a genius who could support an orchestra, could not even play "Ode to Joy".

That day, he burst into tears for a long time.

When Yang Baihua returned, he hugged him and comforted him: "If you can't write, you can't write, I support you."

Yang Baihua has always been so gentle, as if Cheng Ye had experienced something extraordinary, and he would accompany him.

But Cheng Yan is getting more and more wrong.

He often sits by the bed all day and doesn't know what to do; even a little sunlight can scare him; he is anorectic for a long time, occasionally overeating; he often forgets where to put keys and wallets on the table The note has not been updated for a long time.

He knew he was ill, but he could tell Yang Baihua, he would only answer, you are in a bad mood, just go out and walk around.

After more than three months, Cheng, who had a big fight with his brother, did not hold back, and ran to see his brother secretly.

Seeing his brother who was too thin, Cheng Jian was startled and dragged him to see the psychiatrist.

Cheng Jian put the diagnosis and treatment results of moderate depression in front of Cheng's parents, and Cheng's mother immediately cried.

The good son became like this, and Dad Cheng immediately managed to contact Yang Baihua's parents, intending to ask them what they thought.

It wasn't until they met the shocked parents of the Yang family that the parents of the Cheng family knew that Yang Baihua never talked to his family from the beginning to the end, and he had been in love with a man for more than three years.

The attitude of Cheng's parents is clear: The domestic environment is not good. They intend to emigrate Xiaoyao to a quiet town abroad for recuperation, where there is a hospital that specializes in treating depression.

Xiao Bai ’s illness is inseparable from Yang Baihua. Yang Baihua can go with him. The work visa or immigration can be resolved by the Cheng family.

That small town is in Europe, and the law on same-sex marriage was passed more than ten years ago.

Cheng ’s parents ’move is a huge concession for their son.

The parents of the Cheng family thought that the Yang parents would object, and they had prepared a belly of persuasion, but after going back for a night to discuss, they agreed.

Cheng Ye and Yang Baihua commended immigration.

In his second year abroad, Cheng Ye's condition improved and he could play the piano. When he got back on the piano chair, he smiled like a child: "Lao Yang, what do you want to hear, I'll play it for you."

This year, they received their marriage certificate and held a simple wedding in church.

In the third year, Yang Baihua made great progress in his career. He proposed to do immigration to his parents, and Cheng Yi agreed.

In the fourth year, Yang Baihua was getting busier. One day when he came home, Cheng found that his shirt was not the one he wore out yesterday.

Cheng Yan started taking medicine again.

He didn't know how to ask Yang Baihua, and he didn't want to know the answer. As for the parents of the Yang family, he was always faint, not bad, or good. Although they lived under the same roof, they couldn't say two words a day.

Yang Baihua was too busy, Cheng Cheng stayed at the home of two elderly people who couldn't speak, and was terribly lonely.

But he didn't want his parents to worry about his bad life. Every time he called his parents, he would squeeze out the brightest smiley face and said to him, "I'm fine. Don't worry."

Actually he is not very good.

After the illness recurred, he always wanted to die, but he didn't dare to die. I was afraid I was sorry for his parents and hurt Yang Baihua. To this end, he worked hard to live and tried to stand up from the mire.

He was not afraid of being muddy, he was only afraid of accidentally soiling the people he valued.

Until one day, Yang Baihua was on vacation and Cheng Ye planned to drive to a supermarket two kilometers away to buy food. He forgot to bring his wallet and returned, and accidentally heard the conversation between Yang and his mother at the kitchen door.

Mother Yang complained: "You don't know, Xiao Cheng is a sawdust gourd. I can say five words in two days. Thank you very much."

After many years, Yang Baihua still had the gentle tone: "Xiao Cheng doesn't like to talk, mom, don't be angry with him."

Cheng Yan bowed his head embarrassed.

... Actually he used to talk.

Thinking about it this way, he crept to the table to get his wallet. As soon as he turned around, he heard Mother Yang said, "Our family has already got an immigration visa. When will you leave him?"

Cheng Yan: "..."

His neck was stiff, and he looked down at the floor in front of his toes, waiting for Yang Baihua's answer.

Yang Baihua was silent.

Cheng Yan felt his neck choking with this silence, choking out of breath.

Mother Yang also said, "It's not a thing to be with a man, and it won't be possible to get out of the cub. I lied to our relatives with your father, saying that you are working abroad, and everyone praises you for your success. The first two days you Uncle called and asked your dad to bring him some foreign tobacco and alcohol, and asked you if you had asked a daughter-in-law to give birth to a doll. You said you would let me take it back ?! "

Cheng Ye was pricked by this string of words with a knife, and his stomach was tangled and hurt.

He bent down slightly, grabbing himself into a cardboard waist, and desperately pressed in.

"You daughter-in-law, you can bear it." After a short while, Yang Baihua's voice sounded again. "Some time ago, our company has a new girl, a Chinese. I'm fine with her."

After being satisfied, Mother Yang thought of another trouble: "What are you going to tell Xiaocheng?"

This time, Yang Baihua was silent longer.

Cheng Ye didn't have time to wait for Yang Baihua's answer, but it didn't make Yang Baihua too long.

That night, he cut his wrist with a utility knife in the piano room.

Therefore, Chi Xiaochi wanted to hit Yang Baihua by car at the beginning.

Yang Baihua likes Cheng Ye, but he just likes it.

The favorability is 72 points, and the difference is 13 points. It is only worth one card and one firework.

Chi Xiaochi returned home with Yang Baihua.

There was urban news in the living room, and Yang Baihua occasionally heard the call.

Chi Xiaochi changed into home clothes, went to the kitchen, rolled up his sleeves, and washed the bowls accumulated in the pool for two days.

In a relaxed state, Chi Xiaochi always faced an indifferent face, standing in front of the sink blocked by vegetable residue, still with lowered eyelids, letting the water flow slip from his long and white fingertips, and his body was lazy and quiet. Bringing a sense of grandeur, but complements the identity of Master Cheng Xiao.

However, his dishwashing technique is extremely skilled, completely unlike a person who does not touch the spring water with his fingers.

The system asked him, "Will you wash the dishes?"

Chi Koike was serious: "I still cook."

The system does not believe that, after all, Koike is serious.

Because he asked with a serious expression the next second: "Yes, is there rat poison in the warehouse?"

The system flatly said: "No."

He is now quite skeptical that Chi Xiaochi is doing the housework so actively that he is investigating the crime scene.

Chi Xiaochi said, "I'll ask."

The system was expressionless: "... oh."

Chi Xiaochi proposed: "Can you order some goods? This is customer demand."

The system says, "No."

Chi Xiaochi said, "The medicine rat."

System: "..." Dare to ask the rat if it is 130 pounds, and also surname Yang.

The system couldn't help it: "Mr. Chi, is there a less violent solution?"

"Yes." Chi Xiaochi slowly cleaned the washed dishes with a dry cloth and put them in the rack. Finally, he said something normal, "I plan to see Cheng's elder brother tomorrow."