Xiao Zuojing became popular after falling in love with her ex

@见洞: Married.

Jian Cong never expected to see Fu Wenzhou at home, the Fu Wenzhou who was still alive and had dinner at his table.

The dinner table was lively and lively, and Jane's father, Jian Weibo, talked less as usual, but Jian's mother, Li Chuman, was very satisfied with Fu Wenzhou, and she couldn't do without "Little Fu" in three words, obviously treating him as her future son-in-law.

Jian Cong's older brothers and sisters usually live in urban areas, so they are not here today, but his grandparents are all there, and several families of aunts and uncles also come to join in the fun.

Nearly [-] people were drinking and drinking at the long table in the restaurant, and the topic of conversation was also Xiao Fu.

The elders of Jian's family obviously like this humble and polite junior who is in the limelight now.

Jian Cong drank in silence. There were two bottles of red wine on the table, and he drank most of the bottles by himself.

He didn't even want to lift his eyes, his thoughts were confused and his heart was depressed.

He even had a sense of unreality, how could Fu Wenzhou appear at his house, become his "blind date", and even now sit face to face with him on the long table?

"Xiao Cong, you didn't drive today, let Xiao Fu see you off when you go back to the city later."

Li Chuman speaks softly and has a gentle and beautiful appearance. Their family has no temper when facing her.

If it wasn't for "Xiao Fu", Jian Cong would have agreed without saying a word.

But now he subconsciously raised his eyes and looked opposite. After meeting Fu Wenzhou's quiet eyes for a moment, Jian Cong looked away.

He pursed his lips tightly and said nothing.

Fu Wenzhou glanced at his slender eyelashes, and then said to Li Chuman in a gentle voice: "Don't worry, Auntie, I will send him back safely."

"That's great." Li Chuman covered her lips and smiled.

Jane Cong: ".."

The meal didn't taste good, and Jian Cong drank a lot of wine, and his body was a little hot, and he felt sober when he went out and was blown by the cold wind.

The snow is still falling, and the footprints that Jian Cong stepped on when he came back just now have been covered.

When he set foot on the road again, one pair of footprints became two pairs.

Fu Wenzhou was wearing a long black overcoat with a very formal suit underneath, which was very similar to what Jian Cong was wearing.

When they walked side by side on the snow, even their backs looked like a good match, but the alienation and embarrassment that seemed to exist between the two of them was always there.

All the way into the car in silence, neither of them spoke first, and Jian Cong got into the back seat directly.

Fu Wenzhou looked at him from the rearview mirror.

Jian Cong just changed his clothes. Inside the black long coat is a well-tailored black suit, and inside is a white shirt. The slender neck extends from the collar of the shirt, which seems to be whiter than the collar.

In the white and black, a cinnabar mole on the right side of his Adam's apple, like a drop of bright red suddenly appearing on a black and white silent film, became the most eye-catching embellishment.

This person is very different from the laughing boy in Fu Wenzhou's memory. It seems that in the past four years or so, he has transformed into a mature and alienated man, erecting a solid barrier around him.

Jian Cong held the mobile phone in his hand and scratched the page aimlessly. Feeling the gaze from the front, he looked up unbearably.

The eyes of the two collided directly through the rearview mirror, and Jian Cong tightened his fingers suddenly.

His jawline was tense, and he said coldly, "Will you go?"

Fu Wenzhou still has a face without any expression, and his appearance is naturally impeccable and handsome. Four years ago, Jian Cong was infatuated with his appearance, but now Jian Cong can only be impatient with such a Fu Wenzhou.

Looking at each other for a moment, Jian Cong made a gesture to get out of the car.

Fu Wenzhou suddenly said, "Get married."

Jian Cong paused holding the car door's hand, and looked at him again in disbelief.

Fu Wenzhou turned around to look at him this time, and said seriously, "Jian Cong, marry me."

As he said that, he also opened the storage box and took out the household registration book and ID card from it.

"..are you crazy?"

This was already the most tactful rejection Jian Cong could utter.

Four years ago, Fu Wenzhou's light "let's break up" ruined everything he had carefully prepared and directly shattered all his fantasies.

Now with another simple "let's get married", he once again had a strong relationship with him.

How could Fu Wenzhou be so selfish?

The disgust in his eyes was too obvious, and Fu Wenzhou's chest felt a little tight. He tightened his fingertips helplessly, but still looked at Jian Cong stubbornly, and said, "Marry me."

Jian Cong laughed angrily, and opened the door to get out of the car.

"Don't you dare?" Fu Wenzhou said suddenly.

Jian Cong paused and closed the door again: "Who dare you say?"

Fu Wenzhou avoided his sight, took out a household registration book from the storage box, and said, "This is what my aunt gave me just now. If you dare, let's go get the certificate now."

".."

Okay, Ms. Li Chuman is determined to have this son-in-law.

Jian Cong, who was going to be strong all his life, didn't realize that he was being provoked at all. Instead, he folded his arms and leaned back on the back of the chair, and issued an order with a cold face: "Drive."

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It was already dark when Jian Cong returned to his apartment in the urban area. He didn't turn on the lights, so he took a bottle of wine and a wine glass from the wine cabinet, and then walked to the carpet in front of the French windows and sat down.

He stared blankly at the neon lights outside the window, and suddenly found that the snow seemed to have stopped.

The little red book in the coat pocket was very light, but Jian Cong felt that it was as heavy as a thousand catties.

Sure enough, it was a mistake of drinking, why was he so fooled by Fu Wenzhou's few words, and somehow followed him to get the certificate?

Jian Cong took out the marriage certificate and looked at it for a long time with the light from the window before opening the cover.

A photo with a red background came into view.

Two men in white shirts were sitting side by side in front of the red curtain, one was androgynously beautiful, the other was noble and indifferent handsome, neither of them was smiling, as if they had been married with their heads pressed down.

Why on earth did Fu Wenzhou want to marry him?

Jian Cong didn't think about it when he couldn't figure it out. He put the marriage certificate on the low table beside him, and poured the wine for himself.

Different from his calm and comfortable here, the Internet has become crazy, and fans and passers-by have gathered in several directions, directly crashing the Weibo card two or three times.

The reason is nothing else, just because a marketing account posted a set of pictures today. The two protagonists in this picture are the current top entertainment circle Fu Wenzhou and Jian Cong.

[@圆哥大故事: Brothers, look at what I found. I actually caught Fu Yingdi and Jian Bailian at the gate of the Civil Affairs Bureau!These two must have obtained the certificate, what kind of psychedelic scene is this! 】

Although the picture below is a long-distance snapshot, but with the superior appearance of these two people, everyone can easily recognize them.

[Has the marketing account started spreading rumors for KPI?If these two can have a leg, I'll take my head off and kick it for you. 】

[This picture looks like a p, Jian Bailian is still with the guy in the luxury car today, okay, don't get involved with our Brother Fu. 】

[Tsk, Fu Yingdi usually looks cold and low-key, isn't he still taken down by the courtesan? 】

[Why does Jian Bailian seem to be rubbing against Brother Fu's popularity recently? @复闻舟工作室 Come out and refute the rumors, don't let people suck blood! 】

[Jian Bailian has changed her marketing methods, and is going to go the black and red route? 】

[Jian Bailian has never been in vain, she can only add black on top of black and never become red. Hope you all know. 】

Several parties were arguing fiercely, but even if the black fans deliberately muddied the situation, everyone agreed with the conclusion that "Jian Cong rubbed Fu Wenzhou's popularity", and only waited for Fu Wenzhou to make an announcement.

I just waited and waited, but there was still no movement in Fu Wenzhou's studio.

Jian Cong's phone rang for the third time before he picked it up impatiently and turned on the speakerphone.

"Jane Cong."

Fu Wenzhou's deep voice came out through the electric current, and it sounded more magnetic than usual, and also somewhat unbelievably gentle.

Jian Cong put down his wine glass, took the phone and stared at it carefully. On the screen was a series of numbers that were too familiar to him. He thought he had returned to four years ago.

Back in the days when they would still be glued to the phone until they fell asleep, but things are clearly different now.

"Jian Cong?" Fu Wenzhou asked again.

Jian Cong came back to his senses, and said in a bad tone: "What are you doing?"

"I want to make our relationship public, is that okay?"

"..I have nothing to do with you."

There was silence for two seconds before Fu Wenzhou said, "We're married, and I want to make the news of our marriage public."

Jian Cong reacted for a while before confirming: "Are you sure there is nothing wrong with you?"

An internationally renowned and popular actor, he has become the most mysterious man in the entire entertainment industry because he did not participate in any interviews or variety shows except for movie promotion after his debut.

As a result, now he actually wants to blew himself up and married an [-]th-line Internet hacker?

What kind of medicine did Fu Wenzhou take wrongly? Did he think that his star career was too magnanimous?

"Is it okay?" Fu Wenzhou added patiently, "You don't need to post Weibo, I will do it."

Jian Cong: ".. up to you."

He hung up the phone, and the more he thought about it, the more he found it difficult to understand Fu Wenzhou's self-defeating behavior.

But he was really curious about what Fu Wenzhou would post, so he couldn't help but click on Weibo.

It's just that as soon as he clicked on Weibo, he was flashed back four or five times.

After finally climbing up, Jian Cong faced a flood of Aite and private messages.

He hasn't posted on Weibo in the past two months, and the most recent one was automatically posted by Weibo members-"I have become VIP7".

As for this system Weibo, when Jian Cong looked at it at noon, there were only a dozen reminder photos.

But now the number of comments on this weibo has approached [-], and it is still increasing.

Jian Cong didn't read the overcrowded private message, but clicked on the comments on Weibo.

[Can you show some face, why do you want to rub off on everyone's enthusiasm? 】

[You are still married to Brother Fu, you might as well dream faster. 】

[How dare you buy this kind of hot search! 】

[Go away, don't touch porcelain. 】

[Cafe is just coffee, and the popularity is so low-level. 】

These are more or less friendly comments, and the words in more comments are simply unsightly, but Jian Cong has been hacked for so many years and has a strong heart, and these people can't hurt him at all.

Just not being angry is real, and so is the distaste for these inexplicable keyboard warriors.

He had maintained the "white lotus persona" set by the company before, so everything he said and did seemed to be well handled.

But tonight, perhaps due to the effect of alcohol, or stimulated by the fact that Fu Wenzhou reappeared in his life, Jian Cong suddenly had the mentality of smashing everything.

He took the marriage certificate on the table sideways, opened it and took a photo of the inside page of the marriage certificate. The key information was blocked by a large mosaic, and then directly posted the photo on Weibo.

[@见洛: Married. /picture/】

The author says:

To reunite after a broken mirror is to break the mirror first, and the reunion must be because you can't let go of each other, otherwise, who would reconcile with the ex-boyfriend?

And there must be unavoidable reasons for the breakup. There are also reasons for my mother to give me the household registration book. There are reasons for Shou not leaving in the entertainment industry and his family members not helping him to fight the gangsters. I will say later that everything is a kind of foreshadowing. , Those who don’t want to see the foreshadowing, those who can’t wait to reveal the secret, just want to see the reason for their breakup immediately, friends who want to see the attack, kneel, lick and suffer, please stop the loss in time. (Also please do not personally attack me and the protagonist in my novel, I will delete such remarks directly, thank you for your cooperation)