Over the years, Wen's family is actually not the same as before. The investment projects have been losing money one after another, and outsiders have already made bets, guessing when Wen Jincheng will be ousted by the board of directors. Fang Xintong's matter has undoubtedly made things worse, making Wen's family a joke again. .
Fan Qiuyun was involved in the entertainment industry in her early years, and she retired after marrying into the Wen family. She was an elegant and wealthy figure, living a happy life, which made people praise her as a lucky woman. This time, her only son's life was at stake. The blog scolded Fang Xintong, every word of it, just barely compared her to the bus. Fang Xintong was spoiled and not an angry person, so he went back one by one. This scolding lasted for more than half a month. Feast for the eyes.
Half a month later, Fang Xintong returned from Bali and announced that he and Wen Tianhao had cancelled their marriage, which caused an uproar.
Compared with Wen Jia's mess, Wen Chuo's life is proceeding in an orderly manner. After he signed with DK, he got a recommendation position, which increased his exposure to a certain extent. The traffic in the game area has always been considerable, and more people discovered his After the video, the number of fans is also growing rapidly.
Wen Chuo will live stream the customs clearance every day, maintaining a fairly stable progress. The first place in the overall list is basically that he and Maruno are sitting in exchange. He is still reticent. Except for video tutorials, he basically does not participate in any offline interaction. The stroking and touching of porcelain did not appear, the scolding gradually ceased, and a considerable number of fans were diverted from Maruno to Wen Chuo.
In just a few months, millions of fans have skyrocketed. If DK is selected as a dark horse anchor this year, Wen Chuo will definitely have a place, but he is still reluctant to show his face in the live broadcast, and lacks interaction with fans. Invisibly, there is a sense of distance and popularity. Compared with Maruno and other great gods, he still fell a layer.
The amount of video playback doesn’t make much money, and more comes from audience rewards and promotion. Counting the salary for bringing players through the game, Wen Chuo calculated the income in the past four months and found that there were nearly 90,000, with an average of one 20,000 a month, the follow-up development will only be more impressive.
This place in Linxian is too small, and all that can be touched is only one-third of this acre. Wen Chuo still wants to go to a farther and wider world. Maybe when he grows old, he will want to return to this place full of A place of memories.
Next to the road is an old building with mottled walls, and the air is full of dense wires. The clothes drying rack has also lost its original appearance due to the erosion of wind and rain. The black Mercedes-Benz stopped quietly on the side of the road.
When Liu Mengmeng is free, she likes to stare at the car in a daze, with a longing tone: "This car is so beautiful, I've been wandering around here all the time, and I don't know who owns it."
Bai Yang looked through the glass door, and when he saw the logo on the car body and the license plate number, his expression suddenly became obscure for some reason.
In the afternoon, a man came into the restaurant. He was an older man with a well-mannered suit and leather shoes. Follow passers-by.
Liu Mengmeng was afraid that he was eating the overlord's meal, so he ran away without anyone noticing, and kept staring secretly. The middle-aged man noticed her gaze and smiled: "Boss, I'll settle the account first."
Instead, Liu Mengmeng became embarrassed: "No no no, you eat first, and then you eat."
The man still took out his wallet. There was a thick stack of money in it, all red notes. He took out three of them and put them on the counter. He didn't ask Liu Mengmeng for change, and even smiled in a kindly way: "Little girl. , I'm here just to rest and wait for someone."
Liu Mengmeng saw that he had made a lot of money, and hurriedly smiled: "It's okay, it's okay, just wait."
It didn't take long for the middle-aged man to wait for the person who came. It was a young guy. I saw him wipe the sweat from his forehead, take a seat on the opposite side, and then whispered: "Uncle Rong, I found it, and I live in the house. The building in the back, do you want to talk to the chairman…”
Uncle Rong raised his hand to stop it when he heard the words: "Don't worry, just confirm first, so as not to recognize the wrong person."
The guy hesitated: "But the chairman ordered us to take him back to stabilize the situation as soon as possible. After all, the chairman is old, and the eldest young master's body can't last long. The shareholders below are watching..."
Uncle Rong gave him a chopstick and dish: "I'm not in a hurry for a while, eat first, and then talk after eating, and people can't run away."
The guy asked, "What if he doesn't want to go with us?"
Uncle Rong chuckled: "Stupid you, who wants to stay in this poor place when you have a rich life."
Their voices were so low that Liu Mengmeng couldn't hear them clearly. Bai Yang was wiping the table beside him, his head lowered and he couldn't see his expression clearly.
Wen Chuo had just finished the live broadcast at that time. He was wearing a turtleneck sweater, and the sleepless fatigue made him lose weight. During the day, he led people to clear customs in the morning, broadcast live in the afternoon, and edited the video at night. I slept for a whole night, my eye degree increased a few days ago, and I changed a pair of lenses.
"Hey, I'm back, why is it so early today."
Wen Chuo sat in the swivel chair and walked around in a circle. Seeing Bai Yang approaching, he stretched out his hand and pulled him into his arms, clasped the back of his head, and gave him a long kiss habitually. Bai Yang gave a rare response and put his arms around his neck. He probed the tip of his tongue slightly.
Wen Chuo took off his glasses, his jaw was clearly thin, he pinched the flesh around Bai Yang's waist, and sighed, "Finally fat."
In fact, he didn't gain much weight, but it was not the malnourished look he used to be. His chin was still sharp and thin, which made his eyes look bigger and bigger, like a soulless puppet doll.
Bai Yang didn't know why, closed his eyes, leaned in his arms without saying a word, Wen Chuo rubbed his face: "Hey, I'm taking a rest for the past two days, so take it easy first, otherwise my eyes will be blinded. "
Video editing is very time-consuming. To maintain the quality and update speed, I can only work overtime day and night. The computer is in the living room. Wen Chuo, a coward, panics at night. A bench to stand by, wait for him to finish cutting, and then the two of them sleep together again.
The succulents on the windowsill have been raised chubby, colorful and beautiful, and Bai Yang put a pot on the computer table, but Wen Chuo owes his hands, and once looked at it, he couldn't help pinching a petal. , and then Bai Yang never put anything on it again.
Wen Chuo pinched Bai Yang's nose again, and the man in his arms opened his eyes at the right time and looked at him quietly with a pair of black eyes, only to hear Wen Chuo saying, "I bought you some clothes online, let's go. , go in and try."
The weather was getting colder, and it was already the season of late autumn. Wen Chuo chose some light-colored sweaters for Bai Yang, which matched his clean temperament.
"quiet nice."
Wen Chuo's eyes were poisonous, and the yardage was just right. Bai Yang looked at the clothes on his body, exuding a faint scent of laundry detergent, and found that it had been washed by Wen Chuo, then replaced it, folded it, and put it in the closet.
Wen Chuo said: "Don't be reluctant to wear it, you will wear it tomorrow, you know."
Bai Yang nodded, squatted in front of the closet and rearranged some messy clothes. He leaned too far, revealing a fair waistline. Thinking about this period of time, his body was drawn longer and his clothes were shorter. Wen Chuo looked at it. Looking at him, he suddenly knelt on the ground and took him into his arms from behind.
"Aspen..."
Wen Chuo's voice was a little hoarse, mixed with a little self-conscious forbearance, he lowered his head, the tip of his tongue swept across the delicate neck of Poplar, then groped to find his lips, lifted his clothes, and asked impatiently: "… is it okay?"
Bai Yang never said no to Wen Chuo.
Wen Chuo hadn't asked for his money for a long time, and Bai Yang didn't know what else he could give him, and what Wen Chuo needed...
Bai Yang turned around and hugged him, closed his eyes, and slowly spit out two words: "Yes."
These two words are like water into hot oil, causing countless boils, Bai Yang's vision was dizzy for a moment, and then he fell into the soft bed, his body sank, and he met Wen Chuo's squinting eyes.
The chest cavity was filled with something for a moment, but it seemed to be at a loss.
Wen Chuo reached out and took a piece of stuff from the drawer, then tore the package and whispered, "It might hurt."
But in fact, Bai Yang didn't cry out in pain, his expression was still calm, as if he didn't feel anything, Wen Chuo saw that his lips were turning white, and when he probed his forehead, he found that he was covered in cold sweat.
Wen Chuo said: "Shout out when it hurts, don't bear it."
Bai Yang remained silent, only looking at him with a pair of dark eyes, whether it was sweetness or bitterness, injury or pain that Wen Chuo gave, he always accepted everything, whether it was in this life or...
last life.
Wen Chuo didn't move, and kissed him very patiently, sweating all over his body. After a long time, Bai Yang reached out and put his arms around his neck, his white fingers running through his hair, black and white.
Wen Chuo saw the end of his eyes reddened, caressed his face lightly, and said in a low voice, "Bei Yang, call out, don't hold back..."
Bai Yang closed his eyes, shook his head, and cried out for some reason. His voice was broken and out of tune, and he just kept shouting his name.
"Wen Chuo... Wen Chuo... "
He was upside down, Bai Yang's voice was hoarse, and he could no longer shout out. Wen Chuo felt hot tears falling on his face, so hot that his heart was wrinkled. He held Bai Yang's face, He kissed and comforted: "Don't cry, Bai Yang, don't cry..."
The sheets on the bed were crumpled into a ball, and it took a long time for the movement to stop. Wen Chuo hadn't slept well for several months, and the drowsiness came, and he couldn't stop it.
Half of the sheets fell to the ground. Topol was covered in bruises and looked a little terrifying. He lay still on the bed, his slightly long black hair covered the darkness under his eyes, his face was pale and almost transparent, and his arms were hanging by the bedside, slender. His wrist is also a hickey.
He raised his eyes, the thin red at the end of his eyes did not fade away, and it was a little more beautiful and coquettish for no reason. After a while, he took his clothes and staggered to get up and walked to the bathroom. There were light bloodstains on the sheets.
Wen Chuo seemed to be aware, frowned and opened his eyes. Seeing this, he got up from the bed, put on his clothes and walked over to embrace the person in his arms. When he saw Bai Yang was in a mess, he leaned over and hugged the person again: "I'll help you. wash."
Young people, the first time is always a little reckless and difficult to restrain.
It can be seen that Wen Chuo looks a little annoyed, his brows are wrinkled, he is sulking with himself, the warm water is poured down, the bathroom is full of steam, Bai Yang stretches out his hand around his neck, and leans softly on his shoulder, as if to comfort him. shaking his head.
But said nothing.
Wen Chuo held his waist, his facial features faded a little, and there was a mature beauty: "Don't go to work in the next few days, I'll call Liu Mengmeng to ask for leave."
He curled his lips again and said, "Actually, it's okay if you don't go to work, I'll take care of you."
Bai Yang neither nodded nor shook his head, but rarely took the initiative, his pale lips pressed a kiss on the side of his face.
Wen Chuo changed him into clean clothes, took off the sheets to wash, fed Bai Yang two anti-inflammatory drugs, and finally lay between his legs and blinked in confusion: "If you feel uncomfortable, tell me."
Bai Yang held his fingertips and moved his lips: "Stay with me..."
Wen Chuo inexplicably felt that he was a little pitiful, and rubbed his head lightly. Compared with his irritable temper in the past, he was now a little more gentle and tolerant: "Okay, I won't do anything for the rest of these days, just stay with me. you."
DK has a lot of healing videos, Wen Chuo ordered some light dishes from takeaway, then took Poplar in his arms, and watched videos with him, food painting, cute plants, with brisk BGM, and his heart was not consciously calm. down.
Wen Chuo looked down and saw Bai Yang staring at the naive cat in the video with a focused expression, then he kissed his forehead and said, "Well... I'll raise one for you in the future."
After a while, they will leave here and go to rent a beautiful apartment in the central city. They will raise cats while living their lives. They will save a few years as an anchor, which should be enough to buy a house of their own.
Wen Chuo is rough, but Bai Yang is careful, he will take care of people, and he will definitely be able to raise cats well.