The wealthy film king begged for a broken mirror to reunite

When Lu Wei heard the news and hurried back, Yuan Su had already been discharged from the hospital and went home to recuperate.

The young man with a delicate face was still pale after illness. At this time, his brows were slightly frowned, and he was sitting on the sofa, obediently holding a cup of hot milk in his hand, drinking in small sips.

Because the doctor told him not to let his stomach get cold, he was wearing fluffy pajamas and a small blanket was covering his stomach, his whole body was like a piece of soft and sweet cotton candy.

Lu Wei rushed over from the Shen family's old house in a hurry. He was very tired from the days of socializing, and even his eyes were a little black.But when I saw such a picture, my heart melted and my expression softened.

He took a few steps towards Yuan Su with long legs, then paused, took off and hung up the air-conditioned hard coat, and then walked quickly to the sofa and sat down next to the person.

Lu Wei rubbed his cold hands to warm them up, and then stretched in from under the blanket, rubbed gently on the young man's upper abdomen, and asked in a distressed voice, "Does it still hurt now? What did the doctor say? There are detailed instructions. Is it a case report? What should I do afterward?”

Yuan Su couldn't help chuckling: "You ask so many questions at once, how do you ask me to answer them?"

Seeing him finally showing a smile, Lu Wei's heart was slightly relieved.He held her carefully in his arms, and said in a remorseful and apologetic tone: "Yuansu, I'm really, really sorry that I couldn't be by your side to take good care of you when you were sick. I promise this will be the last time."

Hearing this, Yuan Su sighed softly.

In fact, after he saw the message from Lu Wei, most of the complaints in his heart dissipated.I always thought that I was an orphan, but one day I was found by my biological parents. This is such a shocking thing, no matter who it is, it will be at a loss.

Besides, the family hasn't seen each other for so long, and they must have a lot to talk about when they met just now, and it's normal not to take care of other things at this time.What happened to him was not a serious illness, and the pain has passed now, as long as he takes care of his stomach in the future, it will be fine.

Logically speaking, the misunderstanding has been reasonably explained, and at this time the two should reconcile as before.But for some reason, Yuan Su still felt a kind of exhaustion from the inside out.

Lu Wei naturally noticed that he was not very interested. There was a glimmer of light in his dark eyes, and then he smiled and took out a boxy pure white box from nowhere. But it is carved with silver patterns, which looks very delicate.

"Open it and have a look." He leaned closer, his handsome face full of anticipation.

Yuan Su put down the cup in his hand, pursed his lips, and opened the gift box as he said.

Two exquisite silver bracelets, which should be one of the series of Foggy brand, but there are a few sparkling diamond-encrusted stars dotted on them, which is a bit inconsistent with their usual simple style.

"Actually, this is a birthday present for you. We didn't get to watch the meteor shower together that day. I know you always feel very sorry." Lu Wei's eyes were brighter than the stars on the bracelet.

He smiled and said, "Now you can wear Meteor on your wrist every day."

A flash of light flashed in Yuan Su's eyes. He silently picked up one of the bracelets, and suddenly found a small nameplate inlaid on one end, which seemed to have engraved words on it.

He couldn't help but look closely at the bracelet, his eyes widened suddenly, and he said in surprise, "This is..."

"It's a couple's bracelet, with our names engraved on it." Lu Wei nodded and admitted generously, "We wear it together."

He gently grabbed the young man's hand, gently put it on for him, and then quickly put on another one himself, with a happy and serious expression, and said with a satisfied smile: "Now you are mine, of course, I am also yours." people."

Yuan Su stared at him fixedly, feeling that he had received the best birthday present.

There are always a lot of bumps and stumblings when two people are together. The past is over, as long as we cherish the future.

He told himself this, and then gave the person in front of him a big smile.

Lu Wei also laughed, this person really loves me, as if no matter what I did wrong, he is willing to forgive me.He thought so in his heart.

He confirmed Yuansu's sincerity over and over again like this, but he ignored one point. The collapse of high-rise buildings never happened overnight. It was just a weak signal sent at this time, which Lu Wei didn't notice.

As soon as the teaser song of Yuanju's new album came out, it immediately caused a sensation. The sweet and sad minor tune swept all major music websites. The chorus is catchy, and the melody can be felt by anyone who has been in love The kind of sweet and sour.

On the day when the whole song was officially released, just in time for the end of the new year, little snowflakes were floating in the sky, and his new songs were being played in the streets and alleys to welcome the new year. He naturally became the topic of his duty, and there were more announcements at once.

Just finished recording a program, Yuanju was wearing a thick down jacket, a fluffy scarf around his neck, and a hand warmer in his hand. He got out of the car wrapped up tightly, and walked along the path Turn into Left Bank Coffee.It was such a short journey, but I was still shivering with cold.

As soon as he entered the private room, the warm temperature inside and the aroma of coffee made him let out a comfortable sigh. He greeted the people sitting inside familiarly, and then sat down and took off the bulky equipment on his body.

"The new hair color suits you very well." Qin Wenhao naturally reached out to take the jacket and scarf that the young man took off in front of him, put it away, and praised him with a smile.

"Senior brother, you have bright eyes." Yuan Su was delighted when he heard it, and said with a smile on his face, "Sister Sheng Nan and Xiao Hui didn't notice it, so it must be the same as before."

"They don't observe as carefully as I do." Qin Wenhao looked gentle, pushed the freshly made coffee in front of the young man, and reminded softly: "Your favorite flavor, be careful not to burn it."

Seeing Yuan Su taking a sip cautiously, and then immediately squinting his eyes in satisfaction, the corners of the gentle man's lips raised unconsciously: "I've listened to the new song, it's very well written."

After taking a sip of the espresso, the bitter taste seemed to hit his heart, he clicked his tongue, and joked: "People in love are different. I used to write all the love songs for you. I beg you to sing them all." I don’t want to sing. Now I’m writing one after another, and it seems like I’m enjoying it.”

"I'm inexperienced before, I'm afraid I won't be able to sing the emotion in the song..." Yuansu's tone was weak, not so much a rebuttal as an acquiescence, so he lowered his head in embarrassment and stirred the coffee with a spoon.

Qin Wenhao shook his head with a smile, and didn't expose him. He took the meal from the waiter and asked casually, "Where's Lu Wei? Your new album has broken a record again. He won't celebrate for you?"

"He's still filming in the crew," Yuan Su said with obvious distressed expression on his face, "I heard that the whole crew is rushing to catch up with the release of Director Zhou's movie, which is very hard work. But he said——"

His words stopped abruptly, and he suddenly looked behind the man opposite him.

Qin Wenhao turned his head with an inexplicable expression. It turned out that the big screen behind him that had been broadcasting current affairs news unexpectedly changed the topic inappropriately: "The following is an entertainment newsletter. The filming of the crew of "Wild Drifting" is in full swing. Famous director Zhou Qinghong joins hands with gold-medal screenwriter Li Rushi, and even more capable Xiaosheng Lu Wei joins in to interpret the tragic song of the world..."

It was cold, but the interview took place in a warm room.Therefore, Lu Wei only wore a light coat, and his hair was long for the plot, and it was deliberately messy.The days of shooting did not make him look tired, but radiant, and his gestures showed the charm of a man.

Next to him is a charming and charming actress, who is also the heroine of this play, named Wen Yu.He has been acting in literary films, with good acting skills and high qualifications, and has won many awards.It is said that she is particularly prone to real emotions when filming, and has a free and easy personality. In recent years, she has had scandals with almost every filming partner, and she has never bothered to explain.

The two were very close, still holding microphones for sound recording, and in front of them were the microphones of reporters from various platforms.Talented and beautiful, they seem to be a pair of enviable newcomers surrounded by the crowd.

After finishing some routine questions, the reporter who had a good thing started to dig a hole: "I have always heard that it is easy for the teacher to enter the play, but it is difficult to get out of the play. This time, the two of you have a lot of emotional scenes in the movie. Are there any fake scenes that are real?" possible?"

"You always have to give your true feelings when filming, but I don't care about this kind of thing alone, it depends on Mr. Lu." Wen Yu laughed heartily, and threw the question to the young man next to him.

"When acting, in order to present the best work to the audience, we are all [-]% devoted," Lu Wei smiled and faced the camera, and replied ambiguously: "In order to enter the play, I will not deliberately control this matter. "

"Then what do you think of me? Is it the type you will be moved by?" The reporters were all excited. They thought that this topic would be covered, but they didn't expect Wen Yu, who is a soft-tempered person, to follow the words and give an interview by himself. Create explosive points.

"Mr. Wen is of course charming, and both inside and outside the play make people's hearts flutter." Lu Wei turned sideways and slightly lowered his head to look at the woman beside him, and praised sincerely. There was a smile in his peach blossom eyes, and he seemed to have a bit of pulse Heartfelt.

Yuan Su's expression was a little dazed, he seemed to feel his fingertips were cold suddenly, he stretched out his hand to hold the wall of the cup tightly, only to find that the coffee was not very hot anymore.So I took the hand warmer and covered it again, only to feel a little warmer in my heart.

Qin Wenhao saw that he was curled up, with a slender wrist exposed from the cuff of the sweater, and couldn't help raising his eyebrows, wondering: "I'm so afraid of the cold, what kind of bracelet do I wear in winter?"

"The birthday gift from Lu Wei is a pair." He gently stroked the coldness on his wrist and explained.

"Really?" Qin Wenhao smiled noncommittally, pointed to the big screen behind him, and said slowly: "But I don't think he is wearing it."

Yuansu's eyelids twitched, and his eyes fell back to the screen.Lu Wei held the microphone for the woman beside him in a gentlemanly manner, using both hands, the cuffs slipped down to reveal his bare wrists, and there was nothing on them.

In fact, this is not a big deal. It is normal that it is inconvenient to take it off for filming or it just happened not to be worn that day.

But there are too many such things.

Mr. Lu Wei made a lot of beautiful promises to him, but during the long wait, he was disappointed again and again, and kept losing. It seemed that something called expectation had been lost in the process. He was terrified but helpless. search everywhere.

Qin Wenhao looked at his ever-changing expression, his eyes were dark, and he suddenly said: "Yuan Yuan, my young master is unreliable, and your little lover is also unreliable, why don't we just make do together? "

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