The beauty of the fishing department holds the script of the crematorium

Chapter 62

"Are you leaving?" Meng Jiao nodded.

"Yeah." Gu Donglin put his hands on his knees, sitting in a cramped posture.

"I plan to continue to learn piano." Gu Donglin said.

"Your family disagrees."

"So I won't ask for money from my family, and go over there to work and study."

Gu Donglin is aware of the resistance that may be brought by the home, and to get out of the suffocating environment at home, he must disconnect.

He didn't know if such thinking was naive.

The suffocating environment since he was a child forced him not to continue the piano path. He gradually fell in love with Qin Yu because he admired Qin Yu's pursuit of the piano. Qin Yu left him to find a substitute, and met Meng Jiao.

He went round and round in a confused circle.

Then take off the arrogance built on wealth, and hit the south wall of his wavering dream.

Pianists are all young and become famous, and at his age, he can't really seek fame and fortune. It doesn't matter if he avoids or is cowardly, he just wants to recognize his own heart.

"The wages you get for helping you work this time are just enough to pay for a plane ticket."

The ticket that took him away from Meng Jiao.

He thought to himself comfortingly: It can be considered that Meng Jiao spent money for him once.

Gu Donglin took out a red velvet box from his arms, in which lay a radiant pendant quietly.

On the day of the fire, I hoped to give it to Meng Jiao, but it has never been, and it has been delayed for almost two years now.

"I know you won't accept it." Gu Donglin also learned to rush to answer, "But I like it so much, so I hope you will read it too. After reading it, I will donate."

love it.

I don't know what it refers to.

"I'm sorry." He apologized sincerely, "I did something wrong before, and it was wrong to trample on my sincerity."

Only when his sincerity was trampled on by Qin Yu did he realize how painful it really was.When he used to dislike Meng Jiao very much, he could obviously refuse sternly, but he played with the other's sincerity like a clown.

It's not because she likes Meng Jiao and finds out that her past mistakes are useless, so she regrets, but because after meeting Meng Jiao, she realizes how ignorant and absurd she was before.

Meng Jiao lowered his eyes and did not answer.

Gu Donglin's apology should not be his choice to forgive.

"Meng Jiao." Gu Donglin called Meng Jiao's name in a low voice, and in the quiet breathing, he was organizing his words, "Sometimes I wish I was a piano."

Meng Jiao must be laughing at him, Gu Donglin thought.

What a bad metaphor, Meng Jiao always complained that his true love is the piano.

But no, he should like Meng Jiao more.

But Meng Jiao didn't smile, and stared at him seriously with clear eyes.

Gu Donglin stumbled and said: "I hope I am a piano, you don't need me, you can stay there quietly and be a good decoration in your life, and occasionally if you need it, I will play a few nice movements for you Think of it as bgm."

He was almost amused by his own description, but Meng Jiao was still serious.

While Gu Donglin grinned, tears fell from his blurry eyes.

But it's impossible.

……

After the week-long art exhibition is over, it should be a celebration banquet.

Tu Ge, the little prince of the party, took over the job early on and did it all by himself.

Meng Zhenhua politely declined their invitation, fully understanding the politeness on the lips of the young people, and said with dignity that he wanted to go back to rest.

So the employees of Meng Jiao's studio, friends in the circle who have a good relationship with Meng Jiao, Sui Qing and Jiang Yuenian came to a party villa again.

Sui Qing looked around and leaned into Tu Ge's ear: "Where's Meng Jiao?"

Tu Ge wiped off the remaining champagne from his mouth: "He and Daniel have gone somewhere."

"Ah?" Sui Qing couldn't help raising his voice, "Is the protagonist here?"

"Hey, I don't know. Jiaojiao told me to go out, but Daniel didn't come. I guess there is something temporary." Tu Ge plucked his ears.

Sui Qing immediately pinched his ear to express his apology, and lowered his voice: "Why did they go?"

Tu Ge shook his head.

Others also asked: "Where is our protagonist? Why is there no one there?"

"The two protagonists are gone, what happened?"

Apparently, this group of people had also heard about the scandal between Meng Jiao and Daniel, and they were naturally gossiping, so they unconsciously showed teasing and ambiguous smiles.

Tu Ge rolled his eyes: "I'll just guess behind my back when I'm full, and just ask when the person comes back later."

Everyone was taken aback by him, yelling for revenge, they came up to pour him wine, but Sui Qing stopped them all cup by cup.

When the wine was hot, the eyes of the two of them tacitly fell on Jiang Yuenian who was drinking alone in the corner of the sofa.

"My eyes are a little dazzled from drinking, how many wine bottles are there beside him? One, two, three, four, five..."

Sui Qing narrowed his eyes: "Five."

"It's really drinkable, but I didn't go crazy." Tu Ge sighed.

Sui Qing explained: "It's all through practice. After Meng Jiao left, he often drank alone. The more he drank, the more he got drunk. He would get drunk at first, but later he couldn't get drunk. It only hurt his body."

"So sad, why didn't Jiaojiao agree to reconcile with him when he came back?" Tu Ge didn't understand, trying to sort out the content with his unclear mind.

Sui Qingjiu drank more than Tu Ge, and his head was still clear, but he couldn't handle this kind of overly philosophical and complicated love problem, and shook his head to express that he couldn't answer Tu Ge's question.

They both turned their heads away from Jiang Yuenian at the same time.

This question is so difficult that it hurts to think about it.

The second half was just like the previous banquet, the young couple hugged each other and told each other, while others were bragging, playing cards, and playing games.

Standing in the middle of the living room, Meng Jiao looked around, smiled and declined some people who asked him to join the fun of buying land for the rich man, and stepped up the stairs to the movie playing room on the top floor.

Sure enough, Jiang Yuenian was in it.

The black and white silent film is engraved with traces of time, Jiang Yuenian looked at the projection quietly, turned his head when he heard the door open, and met Meng Jiao's eyes.

Wine is always wet, so his eyelashes, breath, and lips are also wet.

Meng Jiao locked the door and sat on the carpet next to him, watching the movie together.

"What did you do just now?" Jiang Yuenian asked.

"With Daniel..." Meng Jiao turned his head, staring at the uneasiness in Jiang Yuenian's dark eyes.

He turned around and completed the last sentence: "I went to the airport and sent him away."

Jiang Yuenian let go of his sweat-soaked palm, feeling sticky belatedly.

Knowing that it is unlikely, he still can't help thinking, what if Meng Jiao and Daniel leave?

Meng Jiao could clearly feel the loose strings on Jiang Yuenian's body, and the kind of "just go" rejoicing, so he couldn't help but find it funny.

"In such a hurry?" Jiang Yuenian said pretendingly.

Meng Jiao said, "I see you are quite happy."

"Yes." Jiang Yuenian also admitted.

Daniel's air ticket was temporarily booked, and even Meng Jiao thought that the other party should play for a while longer.It was not until after the exhibition that Meng Jiao received the news that Daniel was going back to China, so he went to the airport to send Daniel off.

Daniel sat in Meng Jiao's co-driver and told Meng Jiao: "Jiao, I haven't decided when to leave. If you want me to stay, maybe I won't leave. But after getting along for a while, I think I can have no nostalgia. leave."

"Safe journey." Meng Jiao blessed.

"It's so sad." Daniel said in an exaggerated tone, and then smiled with Meng Jiao.

He and Meng Jiao cleverly kept the relationship between adults without breaking the boundaries of being friends.

In the empty international terminal, Daniel pulled the suitcase to point out: "I lost to your preference for him."

They all knew who he was referring to.

"It's been a pretty good trip, except he gave me a little bit of piss," Daniel concluded. "So I'm going to make him feel bad, too, and of course, maybe he'll have to thank me afterwards."

Meng Jiao recounted what he heard from Daniel to Jiang Yuenian, and asked, "Daniel said he met you before, what does that mean?"

Jiang Yuenian's eyelashes trembled slightly.

He thought Daniel wouldn't say it, so he didn't make a good draft.

Meng Jiao watched him, waiting for an answer from him.

"I went to look for you..." He used the dryest language to start a not-so-bright beginning.

For many days and nights when Meng Jiao was not around, he was learning how to hold back his longing.But in the early days, his learning ability was too raw to be put into practice.

So after learning that Meng Jiao was in Italy in the live broadcast, he impulsively bought a ticket to Italy.

In fact, he didn't know the exact location of Meng Jiao at all, so he could only try his luck between popular scenic spots and famous art schools every day.

His luck was always in extremes, sometimes very good, sometimes very bad, and he suspected that this time it counted as very bad.

The Italian winter is classic and quiet, and he wandered in a foreign country until he heard a group of very young and excited conversations.

As if something had knocked on his heart, he suddenly turned around.

Meng Jiao walked on the innermost side of the road, jumped up and shook the snow off her shoulders, raised her head and said something to the people around her, with a smile on her face.From such a long distance, Jiang Yuenian could still see the paint accidentally stained on Meng Jiao's fingers, the hot air he exhaled formed a white haze when meeting the air, and his ears were red from the cold.

Agility, joy, and freedom, like a piece of light and smooth snow from south to north, passed far before his eyes.

Didn't notice him.

The cold white light reflected by the snow light shone on his face, like a pale and silent statue. Passers-by from time to time looked back at this taciturn man in a black trench coat after rubbing shoulders. The men around Meng Jiao also noticed him. After leaving his sight, he went and returned.

The man looked him up and down, frowned and asked haughtily what he was doing.

That man is Daniel.

He hated the other party's attitude of swearing sovereignty, but maybe it was just an excuse for his being too sensitive, in short, he couldn't stand it.

When two smart people look at each other, they can understand that they are competing for the same person.

Like a fight between beasts, they shook their fists, but there was no winner, but Jiang Yuenian was even more reckless, making Daniel take a step back, and before leaving, he said: "Don't act like a thief."

Jiang Yuenian wiped off the blood from the corner of his lips, and smiled when he heard that sentence, thinking:

If he was really a thief, he could steal Meng Jiao without having to worry about morality.

If it wasn't because Meng Jiao didn't like it, then he would definitely choose to be a thief that everyone talked about.

Meng Jiao recalled: "At that time I was supposed to be going to the church to repair the murals, but I didn't see you."

"Well, because I ran away." Jiang Yuenian dodged his eyes.

"I know from your point of view, I left without saying goodbye, but from my point of view, I never heard from you after I went abroad. I turned on my phone and found that there was no message from you. Stay away from me." Meng Jiao said openly with him today.

"I left a message..." Jiang Yuenian said very softly, vaguely, Meng Jiao asked "hmm" before he raised his voice, and in other words, "Stay away because I thought you were annoying me .”

"Don't change the subject, you said you left a message?" Meng Jiao laughed because of Jiang Yuenian's clumsy ability to change the subject, so he tugged at Jiang Yuenian's ear, and Jiang Yuenian covered him with his backhand.

Meng Jiao suddenly thought of something, and boarded the live streaming app he used to run.There were a lot of messages on this account, and suddenly the load was loaded, and the phone's page flickered.

Messages from too many people, strangers who advertise, fans who regard this place as a tree hole, easily drown out one person's message, and will not be noticed at all.

Jiang Yuenian witnessed Meng Jiao's operation, and suddenly he felt sober, and the temperature in his hands quickly disappeared.

"You knew already?"

From the beginning to the end, he didn't want Meng Jiao to find out that he was behind that account.

Meng Jiao quietly entered Jiang Yuenian's string of IDs, unilaterally concerned about the relationship, and then clicked on the chat box between the two.

The account has an auto-reply function, and other people generally tend to have a cute and cute tone. Meng Jiao set up an auto-reply that is quite business-like.

[This is an automatic reply, the other party is receiving it]

Of course he doesn't read private messages, and he will never receive them.

Their chat page looks like this.

At first it was a reply after paying attention: [Thank you for your attention]

The time is very early, which shows that it has not been long since the creation of this live broadcast account.

Then the next time we chatted was two years ago.

Rambling about the weather in City A and the recent life.

[I met your grandfather today]

——[This is an automatic reply, the other party is receiving it]

[When we met Tu Ge, we pretended not to know each other]

——[This is an automatic reply, the other party is receiving it]

[I miss you]

——[This is an automatic reply, the other party is receiving it]

……

Boring, clumsy, missing in the crowd.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Meng Jiao read the long private letter word by word.

Jiang Yuenian sighed as if giving up on himself: "Speaking of which, you will think that I am a sneaky pervert."

Inquiring about whereabouts and pretending to meet by chance are all tricks for suitors to easily fall into self-impression. If they are a little careless, they will reach the edge of causing trouble to the parties.

Jiang Yuenian admitted that he was a pervert with that stern and handsome face, and it was difficult to describe the feelings and impact of the bystanders.

Meng Jiao laughed out loud, and then gradually suppressed her smile.

The desire to confine and invade, to possess Meng Jiao, to forcefully keep Meng Jiao, Jiang Yuenian has not thought about it in his mind, and even reached the verge of losing control several times.

He is aware of his flaws. Before he met Meng Jiao, his life would sooner or later be lost in the emptiness of revenge, and quietly derailed in peace.

"Meng Jiao, this is a terrible idea." Jiang Yuenian said solemnly, "I can't accept it."

He couldn't accept that he might hurt Meng Jiao, so he chose to exile himself.

Meng Jiao also asked seriously: "Then can you control this kind of thinking now?"

Jiang Yuenian said, "It's fine."

Love makes people doubt themselves, but also makes people brave and determined.

He wanted to treat Meng Jiao well, and wanted to be the best person in the world to Meng Jiao.

Their hands were still holding each other, Jiang Yuenian didn't dare to use force, so he could only hold the other hand tightly on the floor.

"Meng Jiao, I love you, saying this may cause trouble to you, but..."

He still hopes to be by Meng Jiao's side, even if Meng Jiao is in good health and has a successful career, he doesn't need to take care of him at all.Still reported the fantasy that Meng Jiao might agree to him, and when Meng Jiao refused, he would retreat to the guardian's seat.

Meng Jiao said: "Have you ever thought that I had a good impression of you back then, so I asked you to take care of me?"

Jiang Yuenian's heart stopped for a second.

Meng Jiao raised his chin, tilted his head and lightly pecked the other party's lips.

Too dry, too light, nothing at all.

It is also the purest.

The light of the black and white film hit the two people's cheeks brightly and darkly.

Jiang Yuenian's heart rose to his throat, and the tension he had never experienced before paralyzed his brain, but the violent beating of his chest strongly reminded him that this might be an opportunity he couldn't miss: "Would you like to be with me?"

"Yes." Meng Jiao said, "Let's learn how to fall in love together."

The author says:

要收尾啦，解决下孟运杰和孟津言就差不多了感谢在2022-07-3015:27:28~2022-07-3116:02:40期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 fig;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!