When infatuated by taking off the ring [Entertainment]

Luo Jia took the pen and said, "You started talking about business before the funeral parlor even left the door. Grandpa can rest assured that the Fu family will hand it over to you."

It's hard to be satirized by someone you like, even if you are as cold-hearted as Fu Sinian, you can't help but feel a pain in your heart at this moment.

In the past, he had satirized Xu Luojia countless times, but he didn't understand it at that time. Only when this kind of pain fell on him did he feel angry and regretful.

But he had to be strong, his mouth was tough, and he refused to bow his head even when the pain was extreme. His face was cold and hard, and he handed the document in front of Xu Luojia, with a low and cold voice: "I signed it. You won't get any benefits by being stubborn."

Xu Luojia was so angry that his eyes became round, Fu Sinian's haughty and cold face was reflected in his dark pupils, he took a deep breath, took the document, and said, "Okay, I'll endure it for another year, just one year. "

The person who used to wish to see each other every day, because the relationship tied by a paper of marriage turned out to be torture for him.

This realization made Fu Sinian clenched his hands tightly.However, his face was still handsome and unruffled, but the back molars were gradually clenched, and he asked in a very calm voice:

"When will you move back?"

After Luo Jia signed, she closed the document, returned it to the lawyer, and raised her eyes: "Our marriage is in name only, and we don't have to act like a real couple. I still live by myself."

Fu Sinian nodded slightly, but there was no objection.In fact, as long as there is no divorce, Xu Luojia has no objection to what he does or what he wants.

Even if Xu Luojia wants to live in the landmark in the center of City B, Fu Sinian will find a way to get that landmark. Satisfied.

"I'm leaving." Luo Jia said.

"I am with you."

"Need not."

"There are all reporters outside, how can you get out?"

"It's raining." Luo Jia said, "Should be able to leave."

Fu Sinian followed Luo Jia, walked to the door of the funeral home, and found that it was really raining.

There was no one at the door either. After all, everyone had brought equipment, and they couldn’t stand the rain. The gossiping reporters had just gotten the photos, and the serious reporters were waiting for the press conference. Now it was raining harder and harder, and everyone dispersed.

Luo Jia stood at the gate of the funeral parlor, the whole sky was black, the black clouds were very low, like balls of moldy cotton wool, the rain was quite heavy, the wind blew the rain in and splashed on the clothes.

"Umbrella." Fu Sinian poked Luo Jia's arm with the handle of the umbrella.

"Thanks, bye."

Luo Jia opened the umbrella and walked towards the rain curtain.This umbrella is quite heavy, and the wind is strong. Luojia needs to hold the umbrella with both hands to stabilize it.

Fu Sinian also wore an umbrella, which was the same style as Luo Jia, and followed Luo Jia silently, his eyes were deep and silent, as if solidified, stuck to Luo Jia's shoulder, and walked side by side with him.

In fact, there is still a cameraman next to him. He just answered the phone before starting the car, and while smoking a cigarette, he talked to the leader on the phone. Suddenly, his eyes flashed, and he saw two people walking out of the funeral home. He quickly hung up the phone , but did not bother them.

He just quietly picked up the camera and took a picture of the two of them.

This photo is actually very artistic. On a rainy night shrouded in darkness, there are only two people left in the world, one in front and one behind, both wearing formal clothes and holding a low-key luxury umbrella, but the face of the person in front is covered The eaves of the umbrella blocked it, and the face of the man behind was completely exposed. He was handsome and a little cold, but his eyes were gentle and sad.

This photo later won an award internationally.

During the international exhibition, some people said that when staring at this photo, it seemed as if they could feel the cold, silent raindrops falling on the skin, and the whole photo was quiet and static.

Only the tall man at the back, with gentle eyes like water, lingers on the back of the man in front, and the watch on his wrist is shining coldly and shining brightly, which constitutes the dynamic of this painting.

People can't help but imagine what kind of face and demeanor the person in front is blocked by the umbrella.Is it the same tenderness?Still look disdainful?Still depressed?Or is it ignorant indifference and calm?Nobody knows.

Luo Jia walked forward silently holding an umbrella, his car was parked next to the dark blue road sign, and he walked straight forward.

Suddenly, he heard a faint sound in his ears. He was very sensitive to the sound, so he turned his head to look.

I saw a trash can, maybe the wind was really too strong, and the trash can was completely blown down, and all kinds of sour and smelly dirt inside were poured out and scattered on the ground.

Next to the garbage, there is a gray thing, the fur on its body is all wet, it should be a puppy, it looks very small, it is wriggling its nose, rummaging and sniffing beside the garbage can, it should be looking for something eat.

Luo Jia walked over with an umbrella, squatted down, patted his palms, and called softly: "Dog."

The puppy looked up at him, wagging its tail, with a smile on its face, sticking out its tongue, wagging its tail and wanted to come over to Luo Jia Tie Tie, looking clingy and friendly.

"Whose dog?" Fu Sinian stood next to Luo Jia, staring at the puppy's desperately wagging tail, and asked silently while holding an umbrella.

Luo Jia ignored him, holding the umbrella with one hand, and spreading the other hand, trying to catch the puppy that came up.

Fu Sinian stood in front of Luo Jia, stretched out his hand to grab the puppy's neck, with a bit of disgust on his face, he turned to Luo Jia and said, "Dirty."

The puppy seemed very dissatisfied, whimpered and shook his head, trying to get rid of the restraint on his neck, four paws kept scratching the ground, two eyes like black beans, it looked silly, and wanted to play with Luo Jia.

Luo Jia looked around, the funeral home was deserted, and it was raining again, such a small dog was dirty, if he left, maybe no one would take care of the puppy.

Fu Sinian narrowed his eyes and saw a small sign on the puppy's neck, so he picked him up, took a look at the sign, and said:

"The dog from the shelter, I don't know why it was run out." He said, shaking it slightly from side to side, "It should have been bullied terribly, and he didn't know how to retaliate. A piece of his ear was bitten off, and so was his nose. "

"Give it to me." Luo Jia stretched out his hand.

"Dirty." Fu Sinian patted Luo Jiakong's palm.

"Give it to me if you think it's dirty, and I'll take it away."

The little dog seemed to understand, and happily yelled at Luo Jia Wang Wang, wagging its tail, and hit Fu Sinian on the wrist.

Fu Sinian held the dog and did not let go, and said, "You can't even hold an umbrella with one hand, give it to you? Are the two of you caught in the rain together? Besides, do you have time to raise it?"

Xu Luojia was choked by him, thinking, there really is no time.

Puppies need plenty of love, attentive care, and steady companionship.Luo Jia is always an entertainer. If he is busy for ten days and a half months, he will be away from home. The puppy will be depressed if he does not see his owner for a long time.

Luo Jia looked numb: "You don't have time, give it to me. I have learned a lot about raising puppies. I will take it to the hospital first, and then find a family for it."

Fu Sinian was already holding the dog in his arms, and the suit on his body was stained with a little bit of vegetable leaves, but he was still calm and cold, as if that was not a vegetable leaf but a diamond.

"Sorry, I have. After the funeral is over, I will quit the circle and go back to work in the company. The time is much more stable than yours."

Luo Jia was actually very surprised. Fu Sinian's performance in acting was the dream goal of many people in the circle, and he couldn't even achieve it in his whole life.

As an artist, Luo Jia treats him as a stranger in the same industry, and sometimes secretly thinks that if he can achieve one percent of Fu Sinian's achievements, his life will be considered meaningful and his name will be left in history.

Now, Fu Sinian actually said let it go and let it go.

But Luo Jia figured it out soon.

Artists are always at the low end of the food chain in the industry, no matter how well they do, they are just pawns in the hands of capital.

Fu Sinian valued profit, how could he be willing to be controlled by others, of course he wanted to be the one who manipulated the chess game.

No, his surname is Fu.He is not a chess player, he has been sitting in the referee's seat since he was born, announcing the rules, prosecuting the chess game, and judging the outcome. He is the always high and mighty Fu Sinian.

Luo Jia looked at the puppy in Fu Sinian's arms, sighed, and said, "Then you should raise it well, don't throw it away when it's new, tell me, and I'll take care of it."

After finishing speaking, Luo Jia stood up, opened her umbrella and walked towards her car.

Fu Sinian was behind him, holding the puppy in his arms, watching Luo Jia leave.

Luo Jia was walking, and suddenly turned around.

Fu Sinian's hands tightened for a moment, and his eyes stared at Luo Jia who turned back, with a hint of anticipation in his eyes.

The puppy in his arms was hurt by being scratched, and he wailed depressingly.

Fu Sinian relaxed a little bit, his face was calm: "What?"

"Umbrella, I will send it back to the company for you."

"No need." Fu Sinian's aura sank.

Luo Jia turned around to leave, took out the phone, it was buzzing and vibrating, Luo Jia glanced at the phone, turned back and said to Fu Sinian: "Goodbye."

"Do you have to figure it out so clearly with me?" Fu Sinian whispered to Luo Jia's back.

"Yes, you are Fu Sinian after all. Besides, there is only a contract left between us, so it's better to figure it out."

Luo Jia turned her head and said with a smile, "Don't let me sign the contract again. Life is short, and a year is precious. It's a pity to waste it."

Fu Sinian narrowed his eyes and saw the caller ID in Luo Jia's hand. Those two words pierced his eyes like needles. What Luo Jia said made him feel unspeakable anger welling up in his heart. His heart was sore and astringent, and the pain was unbearable.

In the rain, Fu Sinian's finger bones holding the umbrella suddenly bulged, his eyes suddenly darkened, he raised the corners of his lips, smiled, and said softly: "Yeah, staying with me is a waste of time. "

The puppy stretched its neck in Fu Sinian's arms, and howled again.

Fu Sinian patted the puppy, and said casually, "Then with whom is it a waste of time, Wen Yifan? Huh?"

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A t|x chat of zz

Me: There are all reporters outside, I don’t know how to let them out, helicopter?Digging tunnels on site?Send someone to throw money?

Gay friends: find a celebrity friend to make a fuss

Me: This is a funeral home, isn't it good?

Friend: Pretending to be a dead body?

me?

Friends: The supporting role said, brother Gong, you have to pretend to be a corpse

Jiyou: Gong said, are you a fool?