Fast Transmigration Professional Dismantling CP100 Years

sound.

After calming down for a moment, his fingertips trembled slightly.Elegant and gentle sounds, jumping out from the pressed black and white keys.Those bursts of sound, like throwing a stone into a lake, aroused layers of ripples, low and deep like whispers in a lover's ear, lingering and sentimental.

The lingering sound came up, the boy opened his eyes that had been closed all the time, stopped pressing with both hands, and the sound of the piano stopped.

There was still silence in the auditorium, the young man bowed his head gracefully, leaving behind a slender black silhouette.

After a while, there was a wave of applause.

Lan Jue didn't come backstage, only the beautiful Iris gave him a big hug with a smile, "I was shocked by the playing." Iris said with a smile.

"Your most outstanding student, teacher, I will naturally not embarrass you." Mingchen said skillfully leaving Iris' warm embrace.Naturally, Mingchen qualified for the finals.

The Chopin International Piano Competition is an eye-catching feast of music gluttony, and all those who can enter the final from thousands of troops are geniuses.In the preliminary round, Ming Chen did not pretend to hide his secrets, so he was the number one opponent that all the players paid attention to.

There were still a few days before the finals, and tomorrow morning he was not busy practicing the piano in the dark. On the contrary, he held a fluffy bear and took a nap with his head tilted on the hanging chair in the garden.

Lan Jue went to the United States because of the company's business, and came back to the main house to see this scene.An exquisite-looking black-haired boy, a white flower vine swing, and a large expanse of red roses opening and closing coquettishly behind him.He almost thought that the boy sleeping lightly on the side was the innocent little prince in fairy tales.

Unknowingly, a hard corner of Lanjue's heart softened a little, as if he was attracted by something, he bent down and approached that white jade-like cheek, he could almost count the thick eyelashes, and his hot breath sprayed on his fair face , the face of the sleeping man was stained with a thin layer of crimson, and the long eyelashes fluttered like a black butterfly with wings.

Lan Jue suddenly wanted to touch those trembling eyelids, fingertips lightly fiddled with it, and the young man who had not [sleeped] soundly opened his eyes, and the black pupils spread out very charmingly.

"You're back." Maybe Fang Xing was in a daze, there was no respectful speech in the morning tomorrow, and there was a bit of lazy confusion in his tone.

"Well," Lan Jue saw his own reflection reflected in the young man's clear eyes, his heart skipped a beat and he smiled again, "Yes, I'm back."

There are not many words, just a soft greeting, but it makes people feel comforted for no reason.There was silence between the two of them. Mingchen saw that the bases of his ears were stained red. He turned his head and said in embarrassment: "Sir, do you like red roses?" Lan Jue straightened up and looked at the flowers swaying in the wind Rose, a little nostalgia flashed in her eyes, "Yes, I like it very much." He said.

He told himself that he liked the bewitching red rose, and the wanton and splendid feeling.

"Really?" The young man's swing swayed gently, the breeze brushed his cheeks, the shattered hair covering his eyes was picked up by the wind, and the smile on his face was pure and gentle.

Lan Jue thought that he would never forget the beauty of that day in his life.

Yue Ge looked at the monitor in front of her, and the picture happened to stay on the extremely beautiful smile in the sun tomorrow morning.Yuege laughed lightly, he was rarely so happy. "Look, I didn't choose the wrong person, right?" Yuege said to herself as she traced the outline of Mingchen's face on the screen with her fingertips.

"It won't be long before you will be able to ascend the throne... Su Mo." She seemed relieved and sighed.

"Morning morning, what are you going to play later?" At the backstage of the final, contestants in twos and threes gathered together to discuss softly. Although they were opponents, no one wanted to tear faces with everyone with a gloomy expression. Those who can stand here, All climbed up step by step by relying on their own abilities.

"Grave's Rhapsody." Originally, Mingchen was leaning in a corner and quietly watching their discussion, but someone still came to ask.He recognized that person, who became famous at a young age and was a strong contender for the championship.

"It's really bold." After a moment of silence, a contestant with beautiful blond hair gave him a thumbs up, "Good luck."

"Thank you." Ming Chen smiled at his kindness.

Greve's Rhapsody, to be played tomorrow morning, has been hailed as one of the most difficult songs in the world to play.

He really wanted to challenge this devil's tune that no one had ever played in its entirety.

Greve's love is deeply desperate.

Likewise, he was about to give his husband a painful gift.

And his?Mingchen wandered in a daze, he forgot his lover time and time again, and fell in love with other people time and time again, he couldn't understand the so-called love.

☆, tear down the substitute and be cute

"Hey, I hope you will be lucky enough to play the complete "Grave's Rhapsody." The tall white boy smiled maliciously and said to Mingchen.He tried "Grave's Rhapsody" before. At that time, he couldn't hold on after playing only one bar, and cried out while playing. After the treatment of a psychiatrist, he fully recovered. A profound lesson for this arrogant Chinese boy.

"Stay tuned." The black-haired boy pursed his lips, his smile high and full of sarcasm.

Ever since he opened his eyes, Mingchen's whole person has changed. He used to be gentle and elegant, but now he looks like a British nobleman in the seventeenth century. He is still elegant, but there is a lingering arrogance in his bones.

If he wants to play Greve's piano music, he must read his heart, that proud and malicious heart.

In order to ensure fairness, the order of each player's appearance is determined by drawing lots, and Mingchen's number is stuck in the middle, number four.A total of eight people, neither up nor down.Everyone cast their envious eyes on the white boy who got number five.

No one here thinks he can play "Grave's Rhapsody", and if Number Four goes wrong tomorrow morning, then Number Five will definitely get more praise if he plays perfectly.

Mingchen didn't seem to hear any sympathetic or gloating eyes on him, he just fiddled with his tiny long hair, casually, like a king who holds everything firmly in the palm of his hand.

The players in front came on stage one after another, and when it was the turn of the morning, the audience was full of whispers.Everyone looked at the young man in front of him with probing and extremely harsh eyes, and several judges glanced at Ming Chen who was walking gracefully and calmly.They had watched the match before tomorrow morning, and they had to say it was very exciting, but if they challenged the devil's score, the trial would be a pity that another genius would disappear.

Different from other performers, this time the stage lighting is no longer a cool water color, but red, heart-throbbing red.

There seems to be an arrogant smile on the corner of the player’s mouth. In the first stanza, Greve arrogantly tells about his love. The deep voice is like the temptation of the devil in hell. His love will not end. Greve’s selfishness and arrogance , Doomed to destruction in music.Yes, it is destruction, since he can't get it, then let him be destroyed!That's a curse, a curse from hell.

All eyes were on the boy, they were waiting for a miracle, maybe a joke.

But at this time, Mingchen pressed the first note, the rhythm is very slow, like a man talking in your ear, his voice is fatally seductive, making people unconsciously intoxicated, damn proud and gentle !Everyone slowly entered the scene, they seemed to hear the extremely gentle man through the low-pitched music, their expressions were in a trance, but the performer smiled maliciously.Yes, full of malice.

The young man's eyes were full of joy. His eyes were full of anticipation and hope for destruction. The black mist had already filled his heart. Now, he is possessed by Greve, the king of this stage.

He wants to, ruin everything.

After a song was played, the madness in Ming Chen's eyes gradually receded, and the color of ink as deep as an abyss returned.

He got up, bowed to the judges, and walked off the stage calmly.

All the people listening to him were panting heavily, their faces pale.Everything is in a mess.It was a gluttonous feast of devils just now!The song is filled with the blackness of death, but everyone has to admit that that boy is a well-deserved genius!

As a grand ceremony of music, the Chopin Music Competition is naturally a live broadcast. The name of Mingchen is accompanied by the Internet, and everyone knows it.

All the people who listened to his performance felt the eerieness from hell, so people went crazy.

They have put Ming Chen on the altar, and now no one can question it!

At this time, Mingchen woke up from dreams one after another.

It wasn't the nightmare of a mental breakdown, but the memories that were automatically sealed by the system.This time, what he dreamed of was that Bai Lisheng who almost watched him grow up, he was smiling at himself, and tomorrow morning he even remembered that when he was still young, the emperor held him on his lap and taught him He looks literate.

He doesn't like to call himself "Emperor Brother", he likes to talk gently and pamperingly, no matter what he does, that person always tolerates him unconditionally...

Mingchen propped himself up, panting slowly on the bed to calm down the touch in his heart.

"Having a nightmare again?" Lan Jue pushed the door open, holding a glass of milk in his hand, steaming from the milk, and putting it on the bedside table in the morning.

"It's nothing serious, it's just that... I just thought of something from the past..." Mingchen lowered his eyes, and the sunlight outside the window shone on his fair skin, making his already pale skin seem a little transparent, revealing that The silence made Lan Jue feel that the person in front of him was fragile at that moment.

He reached out and rubbed the top of his hair without saying a word.When Ming Chen looked up at him in surprise, the smile on his lips suddenly came into view.Lan Jue's gentle smile made Ming Chen suddenly feel like crying.

Seeing that Mingchen's eyes were red, and his beautiful pupils were full of mist, Lan Jue was startled, he hugged the boy into his arms, and said, "I'm here."

In just two words, Mingchen's tears left behind like beads of broken thread and soaked into Lan Jue's clothes.

Lan Jue just thought that he had been bullied in the orphanage, so he couldn't help bowing his head softly to comfort the sudden flood of grievances, but he didn't see the calmness in Ming Chen's eyes who had stopped crying.

In the morning, emotions came and went quickly, and he suddenly thought of the system.Obviously the system didn't say that the memory was unsealed, but the inexplicable dream made Ming Chen feel suspicious.

Mingchen felt something was wrong when he suddenly received this task, why the task in other people's hands was to modify or counterattack the plot, and it didn't involve love, but he was the only one who needed to get love... Thinking of the way Yue Ge looked at him occasionally .In the morning the colors darkened.

Boss, what game is he playing?

☆, tear down the substitute and be cute

The three years have passed very uneventfully.Since that competition, Mingchen has never touched the piano again.Every time Lan Jue asked him why, Ming Chen always shook his head.

However, the piano in the hall of the main house is still spotless. Lan Jue carefully ordered the servants to take care of the piano. Lan Jue said that when he wakes up to play someday in the morning, it will still be the same as before.

Hearing Lan Jue's words, Ming Chen didn't open his mouth, but pursed his lips. He turned his head and saw the delicate roses in the garden through the bright window.

Lan Jue has a stomach problem. This is probably a foreshadowing for the plot by the author, so that the hero and heroine can cultivate their relationship well. Of course, Lan will never be fine before the heroine returns to China.

Once on a business trip to the United States, I fell ill. The stomach problem was not serious, but it was also very uncomfortable.Lan is never used to strangers wandering around all the time, so the burden of taking care of the patients naturally falls on Mingchen.

"Sir, you should eat some." Ming Chen held the soft porridge boiled in her hands, smiling helplessly.Although it is still an honorific, time will always change some things, such as feelings.

After getting sick, Lan Jue's temper became more and more like a child's. He didn't want to take medicine, let alone eat. He thought the porridge was tasteless and clamored for spicy food.This person is in the hospital, how dare everyone give him this kind of food, the people next to him will be scolded if they say it, and they will only be able to say a few words in the morning.

"You don't eat it, why should I eat it?" Lan Jue looked at the slightly oily food on his brows and eyes, then turned his head awkwardly. "Sir, the doctor said that you can only eat these now." Ming Chen frowned and explained in a soft voice, it was rare for him to let go of his plain face.

"I'm here to see a doctor, not to suffer." Lan Jue snorted, picked up the Financial Times in his hands and read it, not leaving his eyes to the steaming porridge in front of him.

Mingchen straightened up and rubbed his temples helplessly, looking at the man leaning on the bed like a child.Suddenly there was a knock on the door, Lan Jue was probably still sulking, pretending he didn't hear anything.

Ming Chen saw his childish appearance and thought it was funny, but he turned around and said, "Please come in."

A woman in a black suit came in from the door, she glanced at Ming Chen and seemed to hesitate to speak.Ming Chen frowned, but didn't speak.

"Boss, Miss Ye is going back to China now." She said from the side.Mingchen's heart trembled, Miss Ye... Who else could make Lan Jue so concerned except Ye Qing'er?But three years have passed, according to the plot, it's time to come back.

After the woman in black left, Ming Chen asked casually, "Sir, who is Miss Ye?" Ming Chen was standing, and he clearly saw Lan Jue tightening his fingers holding the newspaper.

"It's just a friend." After Lan Jue heard about Ye Qing'er, he picked up the porridge that was placed aside and drank it. Ming Chen's eyes sank slightly. Is Ye Qing'er's weight so big?

Lan Jue didn't tell the truth to Ming Chen, but made an understatement.Mingchen also evoked a smile, but that kind of smile didn't show any joy no matter how you looked at it.

Probably because of Ye Qing'er, after that, Lan Jue didn't make a fuss with the kids, and every time he obediently took his medicine on time, it seemed that he was very eager to get better soon.

But what didn't disappoint him was that a few days before Ye Qing'er was about to return to China, Lan Jue was discharged from the hospital as he wished.

Ye Qinger's return is a return with glory.After traveling abroad for three years, she is now a famous designer.Lan Jue went to the airport to pick her up that day. It had just rained the night before, and the roses in the garden still had raindrops, shining brighter and brighter under the golden sunlight.A smile formed at the corner of Mingchen's mouth, and he casually picked off a branch of flower. The sharp thorns on the stem were very piercing, but he seemed to have never heard of it.

He squeezed his fingers together, and the sharp thorns slowly pierced into the flesh. The smell of blood was mixed with the rich and fragrant rose, unexpectedly sweet and fragrant.

The rose, the red flower that looks like blood, is also the flower of sin.

The soft rose petals lightly touch the lips, tender and nostalgic, a low laugh overflows from Ming Chen's lips, and there seems to be sarcasm in the eyes.

Red roses, Lan Jue's favorite flower.

She lowered her eyes, concealing the complexity in her pupils, and let go of the rose that was just held in the palm of her hand. It fell to the ground, and the petals fell to the ground.

No matter how beautiful the flowers are, no matter how beautiful the love is, they will be stained with filth, won't they?

Back in the room, Mingchen spread out his palms, the white palms were mottled with blood, giving him a thrilling beauty.Mingchen smiled, picked up the phone and snapped a photo.He posted the photo on Weibo, with a caption - August [-]th, commemorating the love he once had.The last carnival, my piano solo, welcome to appreciate the last gorgeous beauty.

As soon as this news was posted on Weibo, it caused an uproar.Mingchen has long been praised by the audience. Even though he hasn't played once in the past three years, everyone can't help but pay attention to everything about him, even though there is no movement.

In the name of Mingchen, it is very easy to hold a solo recital. He called the boss of the entertainment company he knew well, and that person wanted to sign him into the company three years ago. The conditions were very favorable. Although the signing was unsuccessful, but In the end, the two became close friends.

Hearing the news, the man agreed without hesitation, and said with a smile that Mingchen gave him a big gift this time.

Hang up the phone and lie down on the soft bed tomorrow morning.He felt tired, not physically, but deep in his soul.He got up and poured himself a glass of water, and fell into a deep sleep.It didn't sleep well. In the dream, many pictures flashed before his eyes, many strange and familiar faces emerged from the shallow memory, and countless emotions were intertwined and entangled, all of which rushed to the heart.

He is tired, Ming Chen clearly thinks.He even wanted to fly away, that was real death.But rationally, soberly and cruelly told him, it was impossible.They have already transcended the scope of human beings, and there is no way to die.

He has been half asleep and half awake, and the maid's knock on the door woke him up. When he looked up in the morning, it was already dark in this life, and it was time for dinner.

Holding on to the handrail made of fine pear wood, he went down the stairs in the morning, and as expected, the dinner was very sumptuous, but there was only one seat. "Mister has something to do tonight, so he won't be back." Although Mingchen didn't ask, the servant who stood by the side still explained softly.Ming Chen nodded, indicating that he understood.After that, he stopped talking and ate quietly.

His eyelids were drooping, he held the food gracefully, and his movements were smooth and smooth, but it made the servants who served him feel that he was lonely.

After three years of getting along, everyone who works in the residence fell in love with this taciturn but unexpectedly gentle young master.He is only this year, and in the eyes of many people, he is still a big boy who has not grown up, but he is just a stand-in.Will bear the cruel and heartbreaking truth, a trace of intolerance and sympathy flashed in the maid's eyes.

"Lan Jue, how have you been doing these three years?" In an elegant coffee shop.The pretty woman in a khaki dress and white legging sandals asked with a chuckle.

A woman is born beautiful, and her existence is like a shining light, which makes people unable to help being amazed and admiring. "Not bad." I should have been very excited to finally see the person I had missed for a long time, but at this moment Lan Jue felt awkward.

Yes, awkward.He was a little dazed, and at some point, he was used to the silent and gentle smiles of the people around him.It's not as flamboyant as it should be.

Women's intuition is usually very accurate. Seeing Lan Jue's lack of interest, Ye Qing'er raised her eyebrows: "What? You don't want to see me? You have a new girlfriend?"

"No." Hearing this, Lan Jue naturally shook his head and denied it. In the past three years, whether it was because of longing or other reasons, he had never thought about finding another woman.

Ye Qing'er breathed a sigh of relief. She had been away for three years and saw a lot. She suddenly thought that Lan Jue, a man with a family background and appearance, was a first-class man, and that the other party was only fond of her, so she went back. country, don't want to be preempted by others.

She believes that even if the current feelings fade, she can still make Lan Jue fall in love with him, let alone that person who has always been infatuated with her?

Thinking of this, Ye Qing'er evoked an inevitable smile.

☆, tear down the substitute and be cute

In fact, tomorrow morning's calculations are both right and wrong.

It is true that Lan Jue did not go home for dinner, but it was not because he had dinner with Ye Qinger, but because he went to a place where he knew acquaintances and drank alone.

"Lan Jue, what's the matter with you today?" The bar owner and Lan Jue were friends, and they had nothing to say about their relationship since childhood. , speak freely.

"It's nothing. It's just annoying." Lan Jue raised his head and drank the amber wine in the glass in one gulp, his eyes seemed cloudy and yet sober.

"Annoying?" Na Faxiao became interested, with a curious look in his eyes, "What's the matter with you, didn't you meet Ye Qing'er just now? You're fooling others, don't fool me." It's not easy to fall in love with a woman. It's a vigorous pursuit. In the end, I was dumped by someone, and I still don't regret it. Now I finally see the person I've been thinking about for three years. How can I be bothered?

"Say it again, I'll gag you." Lan Jue narrowed his eyes and looked at him.

"Don't." Na Fa Xiao shrugged, "Remember to pay, I'm very poor here." After receiving Lan Jue's blank stare, Fa Xiao left with a playful smile on his face.

At this moment, Lan Jue was indeed very irritable. He had liked Ye Qing'er for so long. Logically speaking, he should be overjoyed to reunite after a long absence. But it's interesting.

Lan Jue drank a lot of wine, and most of the people who came to the bar were looking for prey.As the male lead, he is naturally handsome, and with the expensive clothes all over his body, I don't know how many girls here are staring at him.Although Lan Jue knew how to drink, he hadn't reached the point where he couldn't drink a thousand cups. When he was dizzy, a wine-red haired woman came up to sit next to him tentatively. Seeing that Lan Jue didn't refuse, the woman The lips hooked deeper, and the arm holding Lan Jue was about to leave.

Originally, Lan Jue didn't pay, but he stopped the waiter's movement with interest, and his eyes flashed jokingly, "If you wake up tomorrow morning and find yourself sleeping in the same bed with a woman, his What will happen to the expression?" Fa Xiao's raised eyes narrowed, "It's really exciting~"

In the world, there is a creature called bad friend, and there is also a kind of teammate called pig teammate.

Unfortunately, Lan Jue met such a person.

There is a hotel next to the bar, so the implication is naturally clear.The waiter is not surprised to see a woman dragging a drunk man into a room.He handed the room card to the woman, and then gave him an ambiguous look.

In a trance, Lan Jue felt something passing over his body. He wanted to open his eyes, but he couldn't.The thing in front of him approached him, and the smell of sweet and greasy perfume made people feel nauseous.

His stomach was indeed churning, with bursts of cramps.Lan Jue didn't open his eyes easily and saw a woman stripping his clothes with a sweet smile. When he was about to get angry and push away, he felt that the person looked so familiar that it was Ming Chen.

Looking at the child he raised for three years, Lan Jue lost his temper and anger, and could only wave his hand reflexively, saying, Ah Chen, don't make trouble.

The woman was not angry when she saw that Lan Jue regarded herself as someone else. This kind of thing happened overnight, who cares about the rest?

But Lan Jue felt that the actions of "Ming Chen" in front of him were extremely daring, but he himself couldn't raise the thought of resistance.On the contrary... He wants to be bolder tomorrow morning...

The woman wanted to come forward to kiss Lan Jue's lips, but the strong smell of perfume made Lan Jue's blurred eyes tighten, and the cramping in his stomach became more intense. He stood up and staggered to the bathroom.

I finally spit out the contents of my stomach and felt better.Lan Jue was also awake. He looked at the surrounding decorations with an ugly expression, and when he opened the door, he saw a half-dressed woman.

Where is tomorrow morning!Thinking that he might have had sex with a woman for no apparent reason just now, Lan Jue's expression turned ugly. He glared at the beautiful woman with enchanting makeup, put on a coat and left in a hurry.

The woman was left gnashing her teeth on the bed.

There were few cars in the middle of the night, and Lan Jue was almost racing on the highway. He stepped on the accelerator to vent the anger in his heart.

Back at the villa, after taking a shower, Lan, who was a little cleanliness, decided to make sure that she no longer had any strange and disgusting smells on her body, so her face looked a little better. Man, on the contrary, he was still subconscious and wanted to let nature take its course, and Lan's determination was a mess.

After lying on the bed for a long time but still unable to fall asleep, Lan Jue's eyes sank slightly, he got up and opened the door of Mingchen.

, It was when I was a teenager.A small soft lamp above the bedside table illuminates the room.The warm and dim candle light shone on the young man's delicate side face, and the young man's sleeping appearance was so peaceful that it was unbearable to disturb him.

For no reason, Lan Jue's heart beat faster, and his fingertips wanted to touch his delicate and smooth skin. When there was still an inch inside the fingertips, Lan Jue suddenly stopped. The boy has always been in a light sleep. This is his knew.Withdrawing his hand, Lan Jue suppressed his confusion, looked at that beautiful face for a long time, and then closed the door lightly.

Usually, the two of them eat breakfast together, but this time, I don't know if it's the wrong person, but Lan Jue is always a little uncomfortable facing Mingchen.He went to the company after breakfast early, looking even a little embarrassed.It made the servants in the main house feel strange.

When he got up in the morning, he was told that his husband had finished his breakfast and left. He raised his eyebrows and did not speak.He looked at his hand, with a sneer on the corner of his lips, is Ye Qing'er that important?Then there is no need to hesitate.Happy August [-]th, Valentine's Day, he was going to give Lan Jue a big gift.

The corners of his lips are raised, and on his delicate face, there is a bewitching smile that makes people feel thrilling.

☆, tear down the substitute and be cute

Perhaps because of Lan Jue's indifferent attitude, the relationship between Lan Jue and Ye Qing'er is also different from the original plot.According to the plot, it was Lan Jue's various pursuits that moved Ye Qing'er's heart and embraced the beauty.But now, instead, Ye Qing'er took the initiative.

Probably because Ye Qing'er took advantage of Lan Jue's status as the "white moonlight" in her eyes, and silently indulged Lan Jue, her courage grew stronger, and Ye Qing'er became more and more convinced that Lan Jue liked her.

However, because Lan Jue's enthusiastic attitude was different from before, Ye Qing'er was keenly aware that something had changed during the three years she had been abroad.

Ye Qing'er has never been a fool, she had her own thoughts when she was in school, and now she is even more ambitious when she returns home with honor.What she wants, she will definitely get.

"Orphan?" Ye Qing'er squinted her eyes, took a sip of the fragrant wine in her hand, and thought about it.Since she was an orphan and a man, she naturally wouldn't worry that Lan Jue would be fascinated by some goblin. In addition, the orphan's appearance resembled hers, which also showed his position in Lan Jue's heart.

"That's troublesome, I'll go first." Ye Qing'er nodded politely to the person opposite, and left gracefully wearing her high-gauge shoes.

Su Jihe propped his chin, his beautiful Danfeng eyes flashed with thought.He and Lan Jue grew up together, so their relationship is naturally very good.He didn't refuse Ye Qing'er's invitation this time, and that's because Ye Qing'er was someone his brother kept in his heart. Looking at her appearance at this time, he might have a different relationship with Lan Jue than he imagined... But Didn't you say anything yourself?Su Ji raised it on his lips, that's all, it was Lan Jue's love affair with that kid, and let the kid annoy him.

The sky was fading, and night had already enveloped the sky.In the main house of the Lan family, Lan Jue was sitting on the sofa reading a newspaper, and a sumptuous dinner was already set on the table.It was a peaceful dinner, but now the housekeeper came to report that Ms. Ye had arrived.

This Miss Ye, no need to ask, it is naturally Ye Qinger.Lan Jue frowned, but finally relaxed his brows and asked the housekeeper to let him in.Lan never liked being disturbed in her private area, and generally no one would come to the main house without permission, but before Ye Qinger came, she didn't say hello at all.

But thinking that Ye Qing'er was the one he had been waiting for for so long, Lan Jue suppressed his feeling of discomfort. "Why are you here?" He suppressed some unhappy expressions on his face and smiled, his gentle and elegant face was very charming at this moment.

It's just that Lan Jue forgot that when he loved Ye Qing'er deeply three years ago, he would never put a layer of hypocrisy on his beloved.

"I want to give you a surprise, can't I?" The intimacy in Ye Qing'er's words is self-evident, but at this time her mind is not on Lan Jue but on Ming Chen.

Even though she knew that the man was a substitute for comfort and was not the slightest threat, Ye Qing'er could not help but show off the woman's vanity.She's going to tell that lucky substitute that she's the one in Blue's resolution.Even if there is no hatred or hatred, this is the original sin that human beings are eager to move.

"Sir—" When Ye Qing'er looked around for Ming Chen's figure, Ming Chen's gaze met her.The words that were about to be blurted out were stuck in his throat and did not come out.

Tomorrow morning, after taking a shower, he went downstairs to have dinner with Lan Jue, and he didn't want to meet that arrogant look in his confident eyes.Although Ming Chen turned pale for a moment, she quickly came to her senses and smiled politely at Ye Qing'er.

"Hello, I'm Ye Qing'er." Ye Qing'er raised her red lips, and her smile became more and more enchanting. "I happened to go abroad three years ago, and now I'm back." Her words were nothing more than to let Ming Chen know that he It's just that Lan Jue used it to miss him.

Mingchen naturally knew what he meant.Pursing her lips, she looked up at Lan Jue who was frowning, but said nothing.

One dinner, eating is very depressing.Aside from Ye Qing'er's slightly smug expression, Lan Jue was expressionless while Ming Chen lowered his head, his soft and fine hair drooping down to cover his eyes, just looking at the pale complexion, but also I have a bad head.

He didn't eat much for a meal, so he pretended to be full in the morning and went upstairs.

Lan Jue looked at Ye Qing'er's leaving back, couldn't help but squeeze her waist tightly, and even swayed her posture while walking, revealing her charm.Knowing that Lan decided to look at her, Ye Qing'er became more attractive.

But she didn't know, Lan Jue sighed in his eyes.Ye Qing'er has changed, and Lan Jue knows it.Even Lan Jue didn't know it, he looked at Ye Qing'er's beautiful back with the coldness in his eyes.

After hesitating at the door for a moment, Lan Jue pushed open the door.The door opened, and he happened to see the boy lowering his head and writing something under the soft light.Sensing his arrival, the boy raised his head and closed the notebook in his hand.

The black cover, with beautiful and magnificent silver flower vines wrapped around it, is very delicate.

When the boy raised his head in a daze, he could see the crimson eyes.well.A sigh escaped from his lips, and his fingertips caressed the corners of Ming Chen's crimson eyes.The young man who had always accepted obediently, turned his head to avoid Lan Jue's hand at this time.

"Don't listen to Ye Qing'er." Lan Jue was taken aback by the young man, raised his hand to rub the top of his hair, even he himself didn't notice the softness hidden in his eyes.

"No." Ming Chen, who was always quiet, raised her head and stood up.He is a head shorter than Lan Jue, which happens to be the distance that needs to be looked up. "I know, I'm just a substitute." Ming Chen, who had been pursing the corners of her lips tightly, smiled brightly and resolutely, "I know from your eyes and the words of the servants."

The smile on his pale face was beautiful, but it made Lan Xin feel unreasonable panic.Lan Jue pulled the man into his arms, his body trembling slightly, knowing that he definitely didn't look calm.

Mingchen's smile is so beautiful that Lan Jue thinks that he will almost leave.For three years, he couldn't see clearly the position of Mingchen in his heart, but he knew that the person in his arms was very important, and if he were to leave, he would definitely be in great pain.

"Wait for me, okay--" Lan Jue put his arms around the slender young man's body in his arms, his voice was a little trembling, as if he was still begging secretly.

—Wait until I see my heart clearly, okay?

This is Lan Jue's heart.

"Okay." Ming Chen buried his head in Lan Jue's arms and said softly, his voice was still muffled.

But Lan never saw that he was smiling like a flower, but his eyes were covered with cold sarcasm.

Wait until you settle the relationship with Ye Qing'er?The smile on the face and lips buried on Lan Jue's shoulder in the morning became more and more intense.

——But Lan Jue, I will be sad too.

With different understandings, in the end, fate just passed by.

☆, tear down the substitute and be cute

According to the force majeure of the plot, Lan Jue was still ill, with stomach pains like twists and stayed in the hospital again.

"What do you want to eat?" Ever since Mingchen met Ye Qing'er that day, although Mingchen's attitude remained the same, Lan Jue was always worried about gains and losses. Now he likes to hold Mingchen's slender wrist more and more to keep people from leaving line of sight.

"Don't go, just ask them to buy it." Lan Jue stared at Ming Chen, "Don't go, stay with me."

"What can I do if I go out for half an hour?" Ming Chen smiled, and her exquisite facial features were amazing.Finally, he was allowed to leave the ward tomorrow morning.

Today is August [-]th, Qixi Festival.

Chinese valentine's day.Walking on the bustling commercial street, it seems that you can smell the strong fragrance of roses.People come and go, and the men and women who accompany them are either joyful or shy.Holding the porridge in his hand, he was stopped by a little girl in the morning.

"Brother