Starlight Has No Past

The same soft couch, the same light.

Ye Qiao raised his neck, did not know what to think, suddenly chuckled, the well-defined clavicle with her laughter slightly ups and downs.

Zhou Yanshen put on his gloves and asked, "What are you laughing at?"

"You still don't remember, when you were here for the first time, you said to me, this is a lifetime."

Zhou Yan deep twitched the hand holding the needle, and glanced at it: "Remember."

At that time, she said that there were too many things in her life, and there were few things that were controlled by myself.

Was he expected to be today?

One day, he always felt guilty about a person who couldn’t get a hand, and the device squeaked. When the needle was close to her skin, his apex would jump twice.

In the vines of her heart, she actually hid a bodhi flower and concealed it between the lines.

She was born with a lack of freedom, like vines, and was imprisoned on the attached things, unable to grow freely. However, it blooms, at the heart of his fingertips.

Ye Qiao no longer endured, mourning when he was hurting, and his eyes were covered with fog. Zhou Yushen held her waist and leaned over to kiss her. She smothered the gloves at the moment of stabbing the pattern, and the hot palm covered her body, and stroked from the back to the caudal vertebrae. Ye Qiao touched the wet sweat of his palm, gently glanced, the painful aftertaste and the heat behind it made people confused, she indulged in kisses, but listened to his lips, muttered: "Jojo, marry I."

I have imagined three words many times, but I don’t feel heavy at the moment. Ye Qiao did not hesitate and smiled and said: "... marry."

......

The closure of the three days will isolate the ambiguity and criticism of the outside world.

The apology will be held ten days later. Ye Qiao carefully picked a black suit and did not care about the pressure of public opinion that he was about to face. Zhou Yanshen sent her to the press conference without saying a word. She laughed before getting off the bus, and her side was on the left and right side: "How is the hair style messed up?"

Zhou Weishen went down with a short hair that had been burned by her. She touched the end of the hair and made a fist: "Don't go. Jojo, you don't need to apologize to anyone."

"Need." Ye Qiao held his hand and let him slowly loosen with softness. "I am willing to go alone, causing the situation. The people who trust me, the people who support me, including all those who have signed up with me. Businesses and filmmakers, I owe everyone a confession."

In the hall, the short guns have already been set up. The reporters are waiting for the protagonist's presence. They have already written the title for today's entertainment headlines.

But just five minutes before Ye Qiao walked in, a news that shocked everyone passed on the mobile phones of major media reporters.

The new actress who fell without a shot was highly regarded as a central figure in several major entertainment events. Zhao Mo jumped down the 30-story building this morning and died on the spot, leaving a suicide note. In the public content of the family, it was mentioned that Zhao Mo had been misled by others and that he was framed by Ye Qiao when his spirit was not clear. Zhao Mo's fiancé Shen Yi also stood in front of the camera, confirming that Zhao Mo's psychological condition was very bad before his death, and allegations against Ye Qiao were not enough.

When Zhou Weishen sat in the audience, the ears were full of reporters’ whispers:

"I actually reversed that today, this apology will not open yet?"

"I don't know, you said that Ye Qiao is really innocent. I clarified it early. Why have you kept silent and held an apology?"

Zhou Weishen looked around for a week and set his sights on a familiar figure.

He wore a navy blue cloth, and he was as elegant as a pine tree, looking at Ye Qiao quietly. The latter was dressed in black and was seated on the stage.

A reporter who had run a painting and calligraphy exhibition recognized: "Isn't that Xu Wei? I heard that he is in poor health, and even his own exhibition unveiled his face, how can he be here?"

On the court, Ye Qiao adjusted the microphone, and the voice settled: "Today, I went back to my hometown of Yangcheng, apologizing to the community for the mistakes I made."

Just opened a head, the reporter broke his hand and interrupted: "Is it true that Ye Qiao Zhao Mo committed suicide? You chose to hold an apology meeting at this time. Is it because you knew the news of Zhao Mo and clarified for yourself?"

This statement came out, and it was full of anger.

The insider looked at the intern reporter with a sympathetic eye. In the end, it was a fledgling, but the midfielder interrupted, and did not do enough homework beforehand. I don’t know that Ye Qiao had set an apology time ten days ago.

However, Ye Qiao was quite temperate and answered his question: "Some things, I have been waiting for time to heal. In the clean pool, people are poured into the sewage, it seems to become dirty, but as long as there is clean water, After a period of time, it will naturally return to clarity. The argument is meaningless and not enough to serve the public, but time will bring the truth to the surface."

She calmly said: "Miss Zhao, I also knew before the opening. I regretted her experience. Her death, let this self-cleaning process advance to the present. I am very grateful to her, can be in life Finally tell me the truth."

The voice gradually fell, and Ye Qiao said faintly: "My personal grievances have not only hurt my own family and many people who support me, but also caused my brokerage company to trust my manufacturers." No matter whether I am innocent or not, the damage caused is irreparable. I will contribute my charity to my future career. I also ask you to give me a chance to make compensation."

At the end, she got up and said to everyone: "I'm sorry."

The audience was silent.

The apology will come here and it is already over. When Ye Qiao stepped down, the agent who presided over the apology meeting came to power and said: "There is a message from Mr. Xu Wei, the father of Ye Qiao."

The retreating sound once again reached its peak. When Xu Wei came to power, he did not need to introduce it. His prestige was enough to make every master in the room excited. When he was a red shadow, Ye Qiao was from a family of painting and calligraphy. His father was a master of painting, Xu Wei. The rumors of going out into the mansion and many high-ranking people in the past have never been attacked by rumors of being very close or even borrowing from the early stage. With such a family network, how do you still need to rely on unspoken rules?

Xu Wei greeted the intensive flashlight, standing in the position of Ye Qiaofang, and put together his palms: "Don't ask for it, there are many abrupt."

He sat down, did not speak, and wentssip, saying: "Jojo is my daughter. She was a bad boy and suffered a lot. After growing up, she can have the achievements of today. She is very happy as a father. But In the past six months, the negative interest rate has been very high. The media and the public have misunderstood her. I understand very well. Because the family’s grievances have caused losses to all walks of life, it is what our father and daughter don’t want to see. So I am here today, I hope to announce A message."

“I set up a foundation in the name of private people, and assembled the existing paintings, auctioned them, and donated them all.”

"Please petition, give the little girl a chance to make up."

Ye Qiao is on the sidelines, and the words behind him are no longer heard.

That is her father. If there is no news of Zhao Mo’s coincidence today that she is rehabilitated, Xu Wei’s words are aimed at the children who have made mistakes and strive for a chance to rehabilitate themselves. She was so embarrassed to face him, but the ten-year anti-eyes continued to be bloody, even though she overwhelmed his glory over and over again, he still did his best to support her.

Zhou Yishen did not know when she stood by her side, holding her cheeks with both hands and wiping her face with her thumb: "What are you crying? Your dad was discharged from the hospital a few days ago, and you didn't see him well." Don't you go up and talk?"

The sound of the towed chair has gradually sounded in the field, and the apology will end. Xu Wei also walked in the direction of the background.

The tall and straight figure in her memory has been slightly embarrassed because of her age, but her footsteps are still calm and calm.

The agent and several staff members came to hold Xu Wei, and the familiar figure stopped in front of them.

Xu Wei looked at the eyes and looked deep, slightly bent, and put it in front of Ye Qiao: "How did my Joe Joe cry, don't want to see Dad?"

Ye Qiao wants to deny that Zhangkou is sobbing, and the teardrops of the two beans fall off the line. Zhou Xiaoshen pressed the sorrowful Ye Qiao to his shoulder and patted her back. He smiled and said: "She is too excited." Ye Qiao was thin in front of her relatives, earning two tears and laughing, and being firmly fixed by him. Kneeling.

Xu Wei straightened up and said: "Hey, you kid"

Zhou Yanshen only let her go. Ye Qiao looked at him and smiled shamelessly, his head turned red and turned his head and shouted: "Dad"

Xu Wei patted her shoulder: "Well, what can you do with Dad?"

"What Dad does for you is all right."

Ye Qiao’s eyes were sour and he held him tightly: “Dad, sorry...”

In the summer of Yangcheng, after this wave of enthusiasm, the sun is hot.

At the end of the midsummer, the film "The Innocent City", which had been stranded for half a year, was released and achieved great success. Ye Qiao was among the most watched movie stars in the Chinese film industry. Li Qiu, Ye Qiao and the teacher of Lai Zhicheng's new film also landed on the cinema line, and competed with Gu Jin's return. However, Gu Jinxin's repercussions were flat. The balance between the two sides of the previous intention and the market became more and more commercial, and the aura was lost. Many film critics were disappointed, thinking that Jiang Lang was doing it.

Zhong Qiu, Xu Wei’s international tour exhibition also opened as scheduled. As a special guest, Ye Qiao attended the opening ceremony and held the launching ceremony of the Ye Qiao Foundation. The Foundation aims to help more patients who need organ transplants, improve the domestic organ donation environment, and call for donation. With the popularity of Ye Qiao itself, the Foundation has been widely watched as soon as it was established. The first successful case of surgery was awkward.

Regaining the bright temperament of the girl, she recovered her normal life ability and became less talkative. Zhou did not trust her to be alone, and transferred her student status to Yangcheng to attend the third year of high school.

On the first day of returning to school, there were posters of Xu Wei’s lectures.

There was another news that came together: Xu Wei transferred his private property to the name of an 18-year-old.

But what about it? Her mother can't come back. Can't come back, and her life before her adulthood.

Sitting in the last row of the auditorium, I looked at the person who had been deeply hated, and wanted to cry. However, after the tear gland was wounded, there was no more tears.

She first understood her mother.

The woman who left her too early, at the end of her life, paid off her family's kindness and was willing to save a life she had never met. And she turned it all into hatred.

At the end of the lecture, the applause thundered. Xu Wei at the lecture announced to everyone that his painting auction will be hosted by Ferra and will be held in December and is in the process of preparation.

In the ferra building, Zhou Xiaoshen, as the person in charge of the project, was busy every day, and even Liang Yi, who always felt that he was so arrogant, was somewhat unbearable. Instead, Ye Qiao worked with him at the company every day to work overtime as an auction consultant to help finalize the final list of auctions.

Zhou Yishen also donated his private collection of "The Mystery of the World" as part of the lot.

That is Xu Wei's oil painting and seal, and it is also the most unique style of all paintings. Because it was originally created, the original intention was to give his daughter a birthday gift.

Ye Qiao once again saw "The Mystery of the World", silence for a long time, gently stroke the finger on the frame, remembering the scene when they first met:

Excuse me... I lived in the door of your door and went out of the way. There seems to be a problem with your home lock. I don't know why it can be opened.

What password did you lose?

679352.

This is my home password.

679352, using the Jiugong keyboard input, comes out: You are my pride.

Young, she once had a big and simple ideal. She wants to let her love her, she is proud of her.

Later, as I grew older, I gradually realized that each person is born with a clean white paper, which is constantly colored and stained with the passing of life.

Those stains will accompany people's life, she used to desperately want to erase.

However, instead of being a life-long crime, it is better to turn it into a worldly good.

And I am grateful that this sin that is unclear in this life is your love.

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