552. Ex-husband, you dropped your manuscript (Fanwai 2: Yan Shaokai's Story)

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He wants to find her! In this world, find her. This crazy idea began to entangle him tightly like a vine, making him sink deeper and deeper, and uncontrollably began to implement it in a planned way.

He wants to stand in the most eye-catching position in this world, and let more people know him the fastest and see his position.

He firmly believes that if he can dream of a woman, then that woman will definitely be touched by him. As long as he sees him, he will definitely be touched. Although this idea is crazy and unrealistic, he suddenly wanted to do it. . Want to find her, find a woman who can't see her appearance, even her name, and everything is unknown. This kind of thinking is so crazy that he feels incredible, but it can't be controlled.

He has always been a hunter who will wait the most, so he has enough time to wait. At that time, he suddenly began to cherish his life. For the first time, hate the bloodthirsty Gu in the body! Unstable vital signs.

Just when he was planning to enter the showbiz, he met a strange girl in the park.

That year, he was thirteen years old.

In fact, rather than seeing her first, the first thing that attracted him was the singing she hummed softly when she followed her so-called friend passing by where he was hiding. The unknown minor tunes made him slightly fascinated, so that he, who is nosy, began to pay attention. The girl found that in her eyes, she knew that she was being rectified, but she was still stupidly accepting it.

A little silly, a little stupid, and a little pitiful.

Watching her sitting alone on the bench in the park, watching the endless traffic, watching the neon lights start to light up at night, shining on her, a small ball, the sadness in her eyes is like the silver frost of the cold moon in the mountains, Lonely and ignorant, precocious but transparent, the figure he had decided to leave turned back again.

For the first time in thirteen years, when I took the initiative to talk to a stranger, it was a voluntary situation. I felt a little bit weird. But my body was more honest than my brain. When I stood in front of her and took her out of the small park, he actually always In a mood that is very strange and unspeakable.

That night, he talked a lot with her, and even talked about his inner irritability and unwillingness to be controlled by others.

Because it is a stranger, because there will be no possibility of meeting again, so, did he not guard her? At that time, I thought about it all the way with this doubt.

Finally, when he was about to leave, her little hand grabbed the corner of his clothes, looked at her winged eyes, and asked carefully, he seemed to be bewitched by such eyes and talked again.

He is not a kind person. But I hope she will not be so stupid in the future, making him irritable stupidly, even if she is alone, she must be strong, like him, he is a person, and doesn't think there is anything wrong with a person.

When the girl asked him how he could see him in the future, Yan Shaokai subconsciously turned to the most popular singer on the square's LCD screen at that time. He remembered the girl's humming tune, like a ghost, and he blurted out immediately. He entered the showbiz and became the uncrowned king of the music world.

After leaving, Yan Shaokai really didn't react to anything. This afternoon, I was very abnormal. Whether it was an unsuspecting chat with the girl, or his sudden rise in kindness and the temporary change plan, everything Everything made Yan Shaokai feel a bit daunted.

In the eyes of the girl who forgot to ask the name, he seemed to have a kind of unbearable rejection and slight sign.

Standing on the busy street, Yan Shaokai suddenly looked back, and wanted to ask what the girl was called who was always abnormal all afternoon, but the little figure of that girl was long gone.

Yan Shaokai suddenly laughed at himself at this idea. It was a passing life, and the encounter was also an accident, and he actually minded a little, really stupid! That girl is not the slightest resemblance to the person in his dream. What he was thinking...

After self-warning, Yan Shaokai turned and left, and the accident and abnormality that afternoon was hidden deep in his memory.

"I have done the wedding dress you want. I have done all the three things you want me to observe. As long as you wait for a few months, I can complete what you want me to do, knowing that you hate I, but whether you want me or not, I will haunt you forever, and will never let you go!"

"She said, I want the world to hire, she said, she wants the most beautiful and luxurious wedding gown, She said that she wanted to make herself his only wife...otherwise, she would never meet again..." "She said, brother, I have been waiting for you for a long time..."

The man in the dream was full of sadness. The eyes appeared in his dream again, but this time, he actually heard his voice, low and dull, with thick and insoluble lovesickness and love and affectionate madness.

Moreover, this is the first time that a familiar and unfamiliar little girl appeared in his dream. He obviously shouldn't know him, but when she appeared, he couldn't see her face clearly, but he was sure that the girl must be from the underground palace. When I was young.

He watched quietly, as if he had changed from a bystander to the man in a dream, watching the little girl with her ears and hair bun, climbing a tree, making trouble, gluttonous, acting coquettish, crying, living alive, and quiet afterwards The woman lying still on the ice bed is so different.

But the only thing in common is that Yan Shaokai looked at the little girl in the dream. Her numb heart was suddenly torn apart again. The pain and longing came and fought violently.

The sixteen-year-old Yan Shaokai was awakened from his dream, opened his eyes, and quickly grasped his chest with his hands. Inside, his heart seemed to be constantly contracting and painful, making his limbs tremble.

I don't know how many times I woke up in the middle of the night because of a dream, my eyes were empty and I looked at the ceiling above my head, and my heart was empty, making people irritable and mad.

He has been working hard in the world of music for three years, and he has been in a quarrel with other people. He doesn't care about all of this.

But the woman he was looking for... still had no idea.

Putting on a piece of clothing, Yan Shaokai got up from the bed and got a glass of red wine. He walked slowly to the balcony and leaned against the railing. In the ninety-nine-floor high-end apartment, he used to stand from a high place and look down on everything. Here, He stood very high, watching the feasting and feasting below, he had some signs, and suddenly remembered the girl three years ago.

In other words, it is the girl's eyes. It may be that there are too many things on the tour, it may be too busy, it may be a deliberate forgetting, it may be a sequelae of taking drugs to suppress bloodthirsty Gu, many things that happened before, there are He can't remember people and things clearly.

Except for those eyes, the girl's appearance seemed to begin to blur.












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