overdue lover

The fire burned more and more vigorously, and even overflowed the suitcase, rushing towards Ji Qinglin along the lines of the carpet.

Gu Yinmo stood behind Ji Qinglin, his black pupils reflected Ji Qinglin's stiff figure and the flames of flaming teeth and claws.

The day she left, she was also lying in the middle of the flames.Gu Yin thought silently.

The two scenes in my mind gradually merged, and Gu Yinmo's body couldn't help trembling because of the woman's calm and serene face.

The fire light reflected the woman's long white dress red, and Gu Yinmo stretched out her hand to the woman in a daze, but it was in vain.

Finally, his eyes fell on Ji Qinglin's back.

Ji Qinglin, who was thin and thin, seemed to be able to be blown down with only a gust of wind.

Gu Yinmo pulled him into his arms and rested his head on his neck.

While Ji Qinglin was terrified, he felt the heat from his back against his chest, and Gu Yinmo's thunderous heartbeat.

The people outside quickly noticed the strangeness, Xiao Wang knocked on the door, Ji Qinglin gently pushed Gu Yinmo's arm, and asked tentatively, "Let me go."

Gu Yinmo didn't speak.

Feeling helpless by his childish behavior, Ji Qinglin asked a little funnyly, "Are you going to die in love with me?"

Originally, this was just an unintentional joke, but Ji Qinglin broke into a cold sweat after speaking.

Fortunately, Gu Yinmo let him go quickly, Ji Qinglin thought, look, even if he dies in love, he won't look for you, he obviously has someone he likes.

Ji Qinglin called Gu Yinmo's behavior just now a "threat".

Xiao Wang broke in with a fire extinguisher in his hand, with a blue wet towel covering his mouth and nose, and he looked as professional as he could be.

The fire was small and extinguished within a few minutes.

The contents of the suitcase had been burnt to nothing, leaving only a piece of blackness. Xiao Wang directed several people to throw it out.

Most of Ji Qinglin's clothes were in the suitcase, and now that the suitcase was destroyed, he didn't know what to do with it.

Half an hour later, Ji Qinglin saw a brand new suitcase in front of him. It was a brand he had heard of but had never used. It was an old brand that seemed to be quite valuable.

Ji Qinglin buried himself in packing again, this time Gu Yinmo left, leaving his assistant to monitor him.

The tidying up was almost done, Ji Qinglin sat on the bed and waited for Gu Yinmo to come back. Seeing that the assistant was standing straight by the door, he invited him to sit down.

The assistant politely rejected Ji Qinglin, with an indifferent attitude like a robot.

Looking at the burnt hole in the carpet and the blackened floor, Ji Qinglin sighed, "How long has his symptoms lasted?"

The assistant was obviously taken aback, his eyes behind the glasses widened slightly, and he tilted his head to look at Ji Qinglin.

Ji Qinglin pointed to the floor and added, "Destroying other people's things—isn't this a psychological problem?"

The Gu Yinmo he knew in the past, even if he hated someone, he would not show it clearly, and he had never done such extreme behavior.

Ji Qinglin wondered what Gu Yinmo experienced five years ago.

The assistant didn't dare to argue, so he could only continue to stand with a nod, waiting for Gu Yinmo to come back.

Gu Yinmo arranged Ji Qinglin in the guest room of the suite, and the two rooms were only separated by a wall.

Arranging the annoying person in the next room, Ji Qinglin didn't understand Gu Yinmo's real intention.

In the next few days, Ji Qinglin followed Gu Yinmo and met many people. Everyone knew the reason for Ji Qinglin's appearance. Looking around, whispering the news they heard.

It's nothing more than such vulgar topics as Pei Yang falling out of favor, mistress taking over, empathy and not being in love.

Ji Qinglin is a character who cares about other people's thoughts very much. At the beginning, he felt a little unacceptable when he heard these things, but he couldn't help himself in the dilemma deep in his heart. Those people were not something he, a mere photographer, could afford to provoke. He could only Persuade myself to think about it, and as time goes by, the people who gossip behind his back gradually disappear.

Unless necessary, Gu Yinmo would not take the initiative to come to the room to look for him.

Ji Qinglin was happy to be at leisure, and finished his work while no one was disturbing him.

When time is spare, Ji Qinglin also called the people from the studio to the coffee shop for a brief meeting.

At the end of the meeting, Ji Qinglin saw Chen Chen who was sitting next to him sorting out the meeting materials hesitated to speak, so he took the initiative to ask if he had too much work.

Chenchen shook her head and said, "It's not about work, it's just... I heard someone say in the elevator that day, Brother Ji, you were being taken care of by rich people..."

Hearing this, Ji Qinglin understood. He looked up and glanced at the others. Some people saw him look up and quickly turned his head away, flipping over the overturned meeting materials in his hand. Xiao Wang pretended to look outside and touched the back of his neck with his left hand.

Obviously, everyone has a bad heart about this matter.

Chenchen took out a few folded notes from her pocket, unfolded them one by one and placed them in front of Ji Qinglin.

"These were all stuffed in through the crack of the door a few days ago. I asked Brother Wang to translate it, which means..." Chenchen blushed slightly, and suddenly stopped talking.

Even if they don't know each other, Ji Qinglin can guess the content of the note.

It's nothing more than feeling that he deliberately climbed into bed, the means are contemptible, or forcibly intervening in other people's feelings, breaking up a couple.

After going through so much, Ji Qinglin found that his mental endurance had improved significantly.

When he came to the coffee shop, he took the elevator. A dark-skinned man recognized him and forced him to the corner of the elevator. He spoke Chinese not fluently, and asked him how much he paid for a night in a drunken manner.

Ji Qinglin looked at the man, not angry.

Prejudice is a mountain that everyone has to face. Before being overwhelmed by others, one must hold on and not fall down first.

This is not the first time for Ji Qinglin to face other people's malice. After so many years in society, he has long been used to it.

Looking around at everyone again, Ji Qinglin tapped on the table lightly, motioning everyone to look at him.

Facing so many familiar eyes, Ji Qinglin will tell the story of being framed.

"...I know that everyone has different thoughts on this matter in their hearts, but the fact is like this. Whether you believe me or not, I hope you don't bring your emotions to work. That's it, the meeting ends."

All the people who participated in this project were selected by Ji Qinglin himself. Chen Chen, who has the shortest time with her, has been in the studio for nearly a year, and Ji Qinglin knows everyone's temperament.

He thought, it is up to oneself to judge right and wrong, and to listen to others.So he put the right of judgment in the hands of everyone, believing that they will make the right choice.

Back in the room, he concentrated on his work again.

Xie Lanchuan asked him when he would go back, Ji Qinglin turned on his phone and looked through the calendar, and found that he was only a few days away from returning to China.

Thinking that this chaotic and absurd trip would soon end, Ji Qinglin was slightly relieved.

The door was knocked three times regularly, Ji Qinglin thought it was an assistant, so he said please come in, and continued to chat with Xie Lanchuan with his head down.

The sound of the door opening sounded, and the visitor stopped behind Ji Qinglin.

"Assistant Sun, what's the matter with you—" Ji Qinglin turned his head while talking, and stopped abruptly when he saw Gu Yinmo.

He hurriedly got up from the chair and subconsciously closed the laptop.

This move made Gu Yinmo very upset.

Gu Yinmo checks the surveillance camera in Ji Qinglin's room every day, and knows his social relationship well, but he still pretends to ask unintentionally, "What are you doing?"

Ji Qinglin glanced quickly from the computer, and spit out two words: "Work."

Gu Yinmo snorted, "Can chatting with a cohabitant count as work? How much does he pay you?"

"Are you investigating me?!" Ji Qinglin looked at Gu Yinmo incredulously, only then did he realize what Gu Yinmo had been doing these days when he left.

Gu Yinmo tugged at the tie with one hand, and looked at Ji Qinglin quietly, Ji Qinglin's questioning made him very uncomfortable.

"Brother Xie is my guest, not a cohabitant, how many times do I have to tell you before you understand?" Ji Qinglin was left speechless by Gu Yinmo, and turned his head away from him.

He didn't want to quarrel with Gu Yinmo as soon as he met, it was meaningless.

"If you tell me, I won't investigate." Gu Yinmo attributed the reason for the investigation to Ji Qinglin's silence.

Ji Qinglin was incredulous about why Gu Yinmo investigated him.

He sighed deeply, "I tell you, will you believe it?"

The air became anxious, and neither of them spoke.

Ji Qinglin hooked the corners of his lips mockingly, asked himself and answered: "You won't believe it, you never believed me."

When he was in college, Ji Qinglin was very attached to Gu Yinmo. He liked to block his relatives and show off his love in the circle of friends.

But later Ji Qinglin discovered that none of Gu Yinmo's circle of friends was about him.

He tentatively asked Gu Yinmo, but the answer he got was that it was unnecessary.

Ji Qinglin didn't know if Gu Yinmo meant that there was no need to let others know that they were in a relationship, or that there was no need to introduce her boyfriend to everyone.

But no matter which one, Ji Qinglin didn't want to hear it.

After entering the society, Ji Qinglin realized that this was a sign of distrust—because he felt distrust, there was no need to leave any traces in the circle of life.

Ji Qinglin didn't want to show self-pity in front of Gu Yinmo, so he pretended to be free and easy and waved his hands, "It's fine if you don't believe it, there's no point in entangled with it."

Then he asked Gu Yinmo what he wanted from him.

Gu Yinmo looked at Ji Qinglin's slightly lonely face, and asked him if he wanted to go skiing with him.

Ji Qinglin likes snow very much.

The last shooting time was very tight, and after a hasty finish, I rushed to the resort. Ji Qinglin looked at the ski resort for a long time while working, and was still looking back while sitting in the car before leaving.

Originally, Ji Qinglin was still complaining to Xie Lanchuan about not being able to have fun at the end of the trip, but the sudden arrival of the opportunity made Ji Qinglin a little unprepared.

"Only... me and you?" Ji Qinglin didn't dare to agree, for fear that Gu Yinmo would lose his temper at some point and throw himself on the snow mountain.

Gu Yinmo seemed to have seen through Ji Qinglin's mind, and deliberately said: "There is also Pei Yang."

After hearing this, Ji Qinglin quickly shook his head, "Then I won't go."

"Without him." Gu Yinmo had a smile on his lips, as if teasing Ji Qinglin put him in a particularly good mood.

When Ji Qinglin was still hesitating whether to go or not, Gu Yinmo said again: "It will be compensation for burning your things."

In fact, the clothes Gu Yinmo bought for him later far exceeded the value of the pile of old clothes.

It would be hypocritical to refuse any more, Ji Qinglin could only nod his head.

The next day, when Ji Qinglin and Gu Yinmo went downstairs, the assistant and driver were already waiting outside.

【Speak】

Old Gu is quiet, maybe he's playing a demon

Good night in advance! ! !