Was ripped off by the ex-boyfriend of a strange movie star

Erbao's meat pads are very good, and they are well adapted to human electronic products, although the accuracy is a bit poor.

He stroked his paws a few times before he clicked on the hot topic.

"When I met Lu Huan by chance, it should be Lin Yang in my arms."

The photo of the two embracing in the restaurant in the morning has been pushed to the hot spot.

The comments below are very enthusiastic.

"Why are two people hugging so sweetly? It's so sweet!"

"I strongly urge the two to work together in an idol drama, I want to watch it!"

"Kneel and beg the director's fathers to turn on the phone, the girl who eats dirt will play a drama to attack members, and the movie will pack the box office!"

Er Bao poked the photo and finally enlarged it. Although the person in Lu Huan's arms only had the back of his head, he could recognize the back of Lin Yang's head.

"I just left you for half a day. This development is a bit beyond my expectation."

Er Bao jumped off the tablet, walked to the balcony, and squatted behind Lu Huan, "But why do you have such an expression, are you not satisfied with this progress?"

Lu Huan held half a cigarette, squinted his eyes and looked into the distance, took a long puff of cigarette, exhaled slowly, and said leisurely: "We fell into this world from the time gap three years ago, and I was very dissatisfied from the beginning. "

The time point when Lin Yang traveled back to the world happened to continue when he left, but Erbao and him traveled back to three years ago.

At that time, Lin Yang hadn't been to an extragalactic galaxy, and there was no interstellar farm in his life.

If they had appeared in front of him at that time, it would definitely cause cognitive confusion, and he didn't know what serious consequences it would cause.

Therefore, one person and one cat lived away from Lin Yang for another three years.

Sensing some signs, Er Bao jumped onto the window sill and glanced at Lu Huan lightly, "But it's uncontrollable after all, we can't choose where to enter from."

The cigarette in his hand was about to burn out, so he stamped out the end of the cigarette and took out another one to light it.

After smoking too much cigarettes, my voice became hoarse and rough, "I accepted that film a year ago, and I am not satisfied with this choice."

Er Bao thought for a while and understood what he was referring to.

That scene had already been finished, but because an important supporting role was banned for committing a crime, it had to be replaced and the scene re-shot. The time of re-shooting was just before Lin Yang's accident.

Lu Huan has been living in pain for three years, watching Lin Yang suffer, but he can't do anything, and silently counts the days of Lin Yang's car accident.

Finally to this day, she wanted to rush to Lin Yang's side immediately and watch him wake up with him, but she was entangled in filming and did not complete the work until the eve of the award ceremony.

Er Bao comforted: "You want to accumulate fame and help Lin Yang when he comes back. There is nothing wrong with this choice in essence."

Lu Huan lowered his head and chuckled, "If nothing is wrong, then the only one who is wrong is me, and I shouldn't expect to have him."

"It's over?" Er Bao didn't care about what happened, and only wanted to know the result now.

Lu Huan raised his neck, exhaled a puff of smoke, and said weakly: "It's over. After three years of waiting, it's over in three days."

"But the end is another beginning." Er Bao licked the cat's paw, jumped off the window sill, leaving behind a high profile.

Lu Huan glanced at him, then continued to look at the sky for a while, then picked up the phone by the window sill, and sent a message.

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At the intersection of the county town, a long-distance vehicle stopped, got off a group of people, and drove forward in bumps.

In the early morning, there were no people in the small town, and the shops on the street were closed. People who got off the train quickly dispersed from the platform and went home.

Lin Yang stood where he was, looking around first.

This place has changed a lot, it is no longer what he looked like when he left, not to mention that he has traveled and left the earth for so many years.

It's a bit difficult to find your way right away.

But after all, he was born here and grew up here, within 5 minutes, Lin Yang probably knew where he should go.

"Lin Yang? Are you back? I haven't seen you in how many years."

It's the aunt from the next street, Lin Yang smiled, "Aunt Li, long time no see."

Aunt Li patted his arm, "I'm so busy outside, I haven't come back for so many years. Regardless of your Aunt Lin's words, I must remember you in my heart."

Lin Yang pursed his lips, "Speak softly: I know."

He didn't know it, at least not until he woke up from the ward.

He ruined that woman's life, and he could understand why Lin Yin wanted to kill him, but she left and left him the house where she used to live.

While Lin Yang was in a coma, Lin Yin found out that he had advanced stomach cancer, and committed suicide the next day by leaving a letter. The suicide note stated that the house was left to Lin Yang.

When Lin Yang heard the news, Lin Yin had already left for several months. It was a funeral organized by her natal family, and she was buried with her beloved husband.

The two stopped at the intersection of the street. Aunt Li was going to turn here to another street and parted ways here. The old house of the Lin family could be seen far away. Aunt Li sighed: "The whole family is gone, so let's just dispose of the house." Well, keep it in your heart and feel uncomfortable."

Lin Yang didn't answer, said goodbye to Aunt Li, and walked down the street to the old house.

The house is the same as he remembers, and there are pictures drawn by him and his brother on the rusty iron door.

He didn't have the key, but Uncle Lin's former colleague said he would deliver it, so he stood at the door and waited.

"Don't wait, you won't be able to get in even if he comes, just jump over the wall."

Lin Yang turned around.

The person who spoke was a tall boy with healthy wheat-colored skin, young and strong, with strong firepower. He was shirtless early in the morning, with short sleeves draped over his shoulders.

How did he know he was waiting for someone to come in?Still insisting that you can't get in and let you climb over the wall?

"Can't reach it?" The boy looked at the height of the wall, his eyes fell on the top of Lin Yang's head, he grinned, and leaned against the wall, "Would you like to ride me, I'll take you up."

Are young people in small towns like this?

"I'll wait for someone." Lin Yang maintained the demeanor of an adult man, speaking briefly and indifferently.

It didn't take long for the person who delivered the keys to come, pedaling his bicycle, sweating profusely, "Yangyang waited for a long time, slept through, and went out a little late."

Lin Yang took out a piece of paper from the outer pocket of the travel bag and handed it over, "I just arrived too, Mr. Zhang, wipe it."

Teacher Zhang wiped his face with one hand, and took out the key with the other to insert it into the lock.

After fighting for a long time, I couldn't get in.

"Ah, I took the wrong key. This is not the key to your house." Teacher Zhang turned over the key to look at the tooth, with an apologetic expression on his face, "Why don't you go to my house first and have a meal? Come back at noon?"

Is it true that this young man in this small town has won the prize, half-immortal?

"It's okay, I'll go pick it up with you." Lin Yang picked up his bag and got ready to move.

"It's really tossing." Banxian clicked his lips, took a few steps back, accelerated his run, kicked off the wall and grabbed Yan'er, and jumped into the yard.

With a click, the door opened.

"What are you dawdling in, come in quickly." Banxian beckoned.

This proficiency looks very suspicious.

"You should move."

This wording sounds more problematic.

Teacher Zhang, with an indescribable expression on his face: "...Yangyang, your friend?"

Nonsense, I have been doing serious work for so many years.

"Nonsense." Banxian also said, "That's my master."

Oh, look at Mr. Zhang's eyes, the 24-year Qing Yu may be gone.

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