Shao Lan paused, and said in a low voice, "I've been thinking about you these days, and often unconsciously, there is a shadow of you in my mind, as if you've always been by my side, always..."
"Always be your rival in love?" Luo Jiujiang asked him curiously.
Shao Lan: "…"
Shao Lan resisted the urge to vomit blood, forced a smile and said, "Why do you think so."
Luo Jiujiang looked at him quietly, without saying a word, as if waiting for him to say something.
"I..." Shao Lan took a deep breath and said after a while, "I made too many mistakes before, Qingjiang. I also know that I was wrong. But think about it with your conscience, let's Before the quarrel, how did I feel sorry for you? People are not sages, no one can be blamed. You have to give me a chance, if you don't teach me, how do I know to change, right?"
He raised his eyes and looked at Luo Jiujiang, and found that the other party still did not show a moving expression, and he couldn't help but feel a little sour.
Luo Jiujiang's face details are still very similar to Han Qianling, but in Shao Lan's eyes, for the first time, he is not a substitute for Han Qianling, but an independent Luo Jiujiang.
Luo Jiujiang's expression was light, his eyes seemed to have penetrated him, and he didn't seem to be deliberately distracted from him. Shao Lan whispered to him with a hoarse voice: "Qingjiang, don't look at me like this."
Shao Lan seems to have returned to his boyhood. The banquet hall was full of noise. The adults wore gorgeous and expensive clothes, and they chatted and laughed with each other in groups of three or five. And he stood outside the crowd, looking alone at the beautiful teenager in a white tuxedo under the luxurious crystal ceiling.
When Han Qianling walked up to the stage with his head held high and sat down in front of the piano, the entire banquet hall was silent.
Only the huge rotating music cake with ten layers is still singing a birthday song.
The young man on the stage had a beautiful silhouette and looked as proud as a swan.
Shao Lan stood on the outermost side of the banquet hall, his eyes passed through the layers of the crowd, no matter what those people were thinking, at this time, his face could only show the same admiration and envy.
The little prince in front of the piano is like the embodiment of nobility, he is like the right to cover the sky with one hand, like the wealth and honor of the embroidered households in the red door, like the beautiful young Endymion who can attract the moon to bow in mythology, and also like a mirror. , clearly showing all Shao Lan's desires and inferiority complex.
Shao Lan wanted to have everything that Han Qianling had.
He wants to have that beauty, family background, power, wealth... He wants to have Han Qianling itself.
Since that day, Han Qianling has become a moonlight that Shao Lan has always been unable to touch.
But the moonlight is always high. For more than ten years, Shao Lan always looked up at him, which made Shao Lan very tired.
The moon in the sky can never be plucked, which Shao Lan has already recognized. Now he has other temptations, and he wants to change the bright moon reflected in the water.
After all, the bright moon in the water is also so beautiful, so heartbreaking.
Shao Lan stared at Luo Jiujiang in front of him, looking at the other party's expression so similar to Han Qianling's, and felt that his heart was sour and bitter for a while. He once held the other party in his arms, but at that time, Shen Qingjiang was just an inconspicuous star.
He had seen Shen Qingjiang when he was a star, so he understood the other person's fragile and longing for love.
In Shao Lan's view, all Luo Jiujiang's "rivals" and "opponents" were all angry words.
Because Shen Qingjiang needs love, and how could Han Qianling give love to others? The moon is always high in the sky, waiting for the sacrifice of others' love.
So Shen Qingjiang was just jealous.
This little thing has always been deeply thoughtful. He had reprimanded him for two unpleasant words at the beginning, which may have been remembered by him. He knew that he liked Hanqianling, so like Ye Heng, he deliberately approached Hanqianling to learn the appearance of Hanqianling.
It's really... pathetic and cute.
All right. Shao Lan looked at Luo Jiujiang indulgently, with a bit of contentment in his heart: Come back, I am willing to give you love.
He understood that he had gone too far before, and also understood that Luo Jiujiang was still a little stingy.
Seeing Luo Jiujiang's unmoved expression, Shao Lan simply gritted his teeth and promised: "This way, Qingjiang, you go back with me. I threw, cut, and burned the photo on my desk in front of you, so I will stop thinking about it. clean, okay?"
"Really, only you are the most important."
Shao Lan's words were referring to the photo of the young Han Qianling that Shen Qingjiang had found on his desk earlier.
After making this decision, Shao Lan wanted to break with the admiration of the previous ten years, and already felt a faint heartache, but he insisted not to show it.
He thought, Luo Jiujiang should be satisfied now.
Fortunately, after hearing what he said, Luo Jiujiang's expression finally changed, which made Shao Lan subconsciously happy.
He was almost ready to answer "willing, of course willing".
Luo Jiujiang's face was strange, his arms folded in front of his chest, leaning towards Shao Lan's direction, and asked every word: "When I said to my face that I wanted to burn the photos of my sweetheart, let me understand— Are you ill?"
He finally reached out and had physical contact with Shao Lan again, but the scene was completely different from what Shao Lan expected.
Luo Jiujiang grabbed Shao Lan's collar with one hand and slowly lifted him from the ground.
The system almost screamed in Luo Jiujiang's mind: [Host, please stop! He is mentally retarded! He didn't mean it! ]
If the system had an entity, it might have knelt down to speak at this moment: [The regret value is not full yet! No, host, if you use your spiritual energy to kill mortals without permission in a society ruled by law, you will really be targeted by Heaven! ]
Luo Jiujiang lifted Shao Lan to a height where his feet were off the ground. He stared at Shao Lan with heavy eyes for a while, then suddenly let go and put the weak chicken back on the ground.
The system didn't know if its own words persuaded him, but it was still relieved.
Shao Lan bent down and coughed desperately. He raised his head in the gap when his face flushed from coughing, and his eyes were full of horror.
It was only at this moment that his worldview was completely shattered before his eyes.
-Why did Luo Jiujiang hang and beat him? Why was Luo Jiujiang willing to almost kill him? Why does Luo Jiujiang really like Han Qianling
its not right! This is not right!
Han Qianling is the white moonlight he admires, Luo Jiujiang was his obedient little lover before!
Shao Lan's voice was hoarse and his vocal cords hurt when he opened his mouth, but he couldn't help but ask: "You actually... You actually really like Han Qianling?"
"Do you deserve to call him by his name?"
Shao Lan's thoughts were almost chaotic and frantic. He was struck irrationally by the fact that Luo Jiujiang really liked Han Qianling, so he said at the moment, "How can you like him? He won't give you any emotional love at all. In response, he doesn't like anyone at all... Even if you die in front of his eyes, he will only give you 120 at most!"
Speaking of this topic, Shao Lan didn't even cough anymore, he straightened his collar and stood up straight again, and said to Luo Jiujiang in a collapsed way: "Your input will not get any response, just talk to him for ten words, and he will I'll give you a face. You can't get a gentle look or a thoughtful word from him in your dreams, and even in reality, don't even think about it. If you muster up the courage to show love to him, his bodyguard will record you The list has kept you ten kilometers away for three whole years!"
"Really, that's too rude." A voice said coldly.
Shao Lan's expression stiffened countless times today.
...how did he feel that this ghost hitting the wall scene was so damn familiar!
Han Qianling walked out of the shooting scene at an unknown time. He didn't wear sunglasses this time, but everyone who was staring directly at him would wish to bring a pair of sunglasses for him to carry with him.
However, when he turned his attention to Luo Jiujiang, a miracle happened.
Han Qianling gently and skillfully greeted Luo Jiujiang and said, "Wouldn't you be tiring from such a high-intensity filming just now? Did you even come out to meet people who didn't matter? The taro balls from the field management point have arrived, do you want to eat some?"
Shao Lan: "…"
Every word he had just yelled at Luo Jiujiang to accuse Han Qianling of being ruthless was now like a heavy slap, slapped on his own face with a bow from left to right.
Han Qianling quickly proved to him with practical actions that he is not without moments of gentleness, but mainly depends on who is right.
Luo Jiujiang rubbed between his eyebrows, he turned around, and stopped looking at Shao Lan in case he accidentally killed the weak chicken: "I'm going back."
Han Qianling looked at his face carefully, and his voice became a little cold in an instant: "Are you uncomfortable? Are you scared?"
Shao Lan: "..." What? Even if you are Bai Yueguang, you can't be so indiscriminate! Who is the person who was just frightened!
"Go back first, eat something slowly." Han Qianling touched Luo Jiujiang's shoulder with concern and distress.
When Luo Jiujiang's footsteps disappeared beyond the hearing range of the two, Han Qianling looked directly at Shao Lan.
"Mr. Shao, what are you doing?" Han Qianling asked him coldly, "I told you before not to disturb our players."
Shao Lan repeated numbly, "Player?"
You are so fucking special to Luo Jiujiang, and then you want to call him a contestant
Han Qianling twitched the corners of his mouth without a smile: "Oh, you can see it."
Shao Lan: "…"
Who can't see this! Do you think I'm blind? !
"Then what were you doing just now?" Han Qianling raised his eyebrows, "You want to rob him from me?"
Shao Lan was speechless for a while. He was stunned by Han Qianling's straightforward and unconcealed question.
"Doesn't you mean not to speak?" Han Qianling said coldly, "Then you... want to rob me from him?"
Shao Lan: "!!!"
Say no more! He is really going to explode, his heart is pierced!
"Don't think too much, Mr. Shao. Sleep less and dream less - after all, you will be so busy next." Han Qianling dropped the last word of warning and ignored Shao, who had already been stirred into a bowl of paste by himself. Lan, left him alone and walked away.
Only Shao Lan was left standing in place with his eyes open, and the philosophical thinking in his brain was always lingering.
—My sweetheart stole my rival.
—My rival is actually my lover.
- One of my former sweetheart's current rivals and my former lover's current rival are together.
So what is our relationship
In fact, Shao Lan thought too much.
It had nothing to do with him at all.