Slag Gong really smells good after the divorce

The light in the bar is dim, it is still early, and there are not too many people. The boss plays a Japanese song at random. The song has a strong sense of rhythm, and it sounds like a human heartbeat.

Yi Wulan found a dimly lit booth and sat down, opened the wine list and ordered half of the wine in order.

After two drinks, his friend came.

This friend of Yi Wulan's full name is Li Fugui, and his stage name is Jiang Lenglen. He is a performance artist.But because I was not very successful in making art, I was too poor and not rich at all, so I had to change my career and become a beauty celebrity by relying on my superb makeup skills. Now I have more than 500 million fans on Weibo, and I even started a small marketing campaign. company.

The two met at a heavy metal art exhibition. Yi Wulan was still a student at that time. Li Fugui took a fancy to Yi Wulan's temperament and wanted Yi Wulan to be a model for his performance art. Yi Wulan was moved None, just refuse.

However, the two eventually became friends.

When Li Fugui came, he was "exquisite and rich". Chanel's bag, "fashionable" leather pants with rivets, a diamond ring on the little finger, nail polish and perfume.

Seeing Yi Wulan raised his eyes with slight disgust.

Li Fugui immediately put his hips on his hips and shouted, "Oh!"

"Who called me over for a drink all of a sudden? I just finished shooting a funny video, so I hurried over here ok?"

"You should be proud of having a friend like me!"

People in several booths around couldn't help but look here.

Yi Wulan: ...

He and Li Fugui have known each other for so many years, and he has never seen anyone who can pretend to be flamboyant and louder than Li Fugui. When he opens his voice, it is equivalent to three roosters crowing in your ears. As long as he thinks, he can say anything into an aria .

Hanging his throat, Li Fugui sat down comfortably, and then saw a table of wine.

Li Fugui: "No, brother, have you been stimulated by something?"

This half of the table's wine will surely put the two of them down.

Yi Wulan drank another glass of wine, and said in a hoarse voice, "You don't need to drink, I will have enough."

Li Fugui is one of the few friends who knows about Yi Wulan's family situation and his relationship with Sheng Ling. He said cautiously: "What did that turtle grandson Sheng Ling do? Or... Miss our mother again."

Yi Wulan's mother passed away very early, and Li Fugui also found out about it during the Ching Ming Festival two years ago.

Yi Wulan raised her head slightly and unbuttoned a button, glanced lightly at Li Fugui, but did not answer.

The long eyelashes are half drooping, like hooks when looking at people, the charm is almost irresistible.

Li Fugui's heart jumped when he saw this look, and then he knew that this person was slightly drunk.

Yi Wulan didn't answer, so Li Fugui stopped asking, and simply changed the topic to a safer topic: "There's been a lot of noise on the Internet these days, are you ready to take on the pheromone perfume project?"

"I think the official pheromone perfume has also come to an end. It is said that the winner of this time will not only get the cooperation project, but also directly get the exemption qualification for the preliminary competition of the International Designer Competition."

Yi Wulan hasn't read any news on the Internet these days.

Hearing this, he paused while drinking: "What competition did you just say?"

Li Fugui elongated his tone: "Yes, you heard it right, it is the international designer competition that is held every five years, has a very high gold content, and countless masters have won awards, and is exempted from the preliminary examination qualification."

"Actually, I don't recommend you to participate. After all, you are on the cusp of public opinion. If you are not careful, you will easily go wrong."

"And once the bait of pheromones is released, maybe some old guys will come to participate with the cheek, brother, are you really participating?"

Holding the wine glass, Yi Wulan took a sip of the liquid, brushed up the broken hair hanging from his forehead, leaned on the sofa and replied lazily: "Why not?"

"You, hey you, I knew you would be the answer."

"I haven't seen anything you're afraid of."

From the first time Li Fugui saw Yi Wulan, he knew that this was a young man who was extremely sharp with a sharp blade and would never be buried, and that he would shine brightly sooner or later.

But Yi Wulan is a man who deserves to be radiant.

International Designer Competition.

Li Fugui felt a little excited in his heart, turned on his phone and found a message sent by a friend of his: "Come here, read me the designer who is currently confirmed to participate in the competition."

"Bao Shuo, this name doesn't work at first glance."

"Tian Yuwei, tsk, he is a sinister villain."

"Shu, Shu,"

When he read the third one, Li Fugui suddenly stumbled twice.

Yi Wulan said directly: "Shu Linqing."

Li Fugui was stunned, like a silly hamster half-eating melons, he felt that it was not appropriate for him to speak today, and he made a wrong sentence.

That's not right!

Yi Wulan was amused by his appearance, and said calmly, "I knew it a long time ago."

Li Fugui was startled when he heard this sentence, he endured the exclamation in his throat, and looked up at Yi Wulan.

Yi Wulan was leaning on the sofa in the deck, the dim light fell on the slightly upturned face, transparent and pale, the alcohol made Yi Wulan's cheeks reddish, he was always cold and straight in front of outsiders His upper body curled up slightly.

Only then did Li Fugui remember that Yi Wulan had just been ill and had been hospitalized, even though he had cared about it and knew it was just hypoglycemia.

An uncontrollable feeling of distress came over him. Li Fugui has known Yi Wulan for so many years, and the two of them have spent many days together. He has never seen Yi Wulan so fragile.

He watched Yi Wulan stay up late to rush Bi She to put himself in the hospital.He saw that Yi Wulan went to the outskirts of the city alone to commemorate his mother on Qingming Festival, and when he came back, he was dusty and bright-eyed.He watched Yi Wulan contact the rescue team and vehicles to rescue Sheng Ling who was trapped on the mountain in heavy rain.He saw that Yi Wulan was gaining a foothold in the design circle by being alone.

He is well aware of Yi Wulan's strength, and now he is distressed enough.

He even choked up his voice involuntarily: "Lan'er, let's stop liking him, okay, what's so good about him."

"He can't talk about Da Vinci with you, and he can't accompany you to see art exhibitions."

"He doesn't understand your roses, let alone your persistence."

You are so good, he is not worthy at all, he is not worthy of your rare tenderness and lingering love, he is not worthy.

Yi Wulan leaned on the sofa and smiled: "Don't cry, how old are you?"

Li Fugui wiped away his tears casually, drank a glass of wine in one breath, and put down the glass with a "boom": "Participate, I have to participate, why not participate!"

Drink until the first lights come on.

The main reason was that Yi Wulan was drinking, one cup after another, without speaking.

In the end, I got drunk, my eyes were blurred, and I still remembered to fold the tissue in my hand into a flower.

Li Fugui had no choice but to take the tissue from Yi Wulan's hand.

Yi Wulan didn't struggle, and let him take the tissue away, staring at the empty wine glasses in front of him in thought.

It seems to be thinking about some difficult problems, and it seems to see a new art world.

Li Fugui sighed, but after thinking about it for a moment, he still called Sheng Ling.

In half a quarter of an hour, Sheng Ling came to pick him up.

The man was wearing a high-quality suit, with a mellow aroma of wine on his body, he was expected to be kicked out of some reception.

Sheng Ling glanced at Yi Wulan first, then directly bent down and carried the person on his back, politely said to Li Fugui, "I'm sorry."

Li Fugui shook his head: "No trouble, you take good care of him."

Sheng Ling nodded slightly and went out.

Li Fugui looked at the man with his back still straight and solid, his broad shoulders and thin figure, and his unconcealed aura of superiority. It was obvious that he was not a good man, and he sighed deeply again.

The word love is really a fan of the authorities.

The night is very cool, the moonlight is good tonight, the cold white moonlight is dazzling, and the neon lights around are flickering.

This is a small alley, Sheng Ling's car can't drive in, so he can only walk out with Yi Wulan on his back.

Being blown by the cold wind, Yi Wulan woke up a little bit, but not much, smelling the usual perfume on Sheng Ling's body, his mind sank up and down.

He wrapped Sheng Ling loosely with his hands, and asked lazily, "Sheng Ling?"

Sheng Ling let out a "hmm".

The autumn wind passed through the gap between the two of them, whistling and rolling into the distance.

Yi Wulan put her head on Sheng Ling's shoulder and suddenly read a sentence: "I know you are cold, deep, and heartless."

"And yet I love you."

Sheng Ling's steady steps paused.

The night was deep, as if it was going to pull people into the boundless darkness, just like Yi Wulan's voice at this time, light and hoarse, hooking people's hearts to follow him down.

Yi Wulan raised his head slightly, looked at the colorful neon lights that blurred in his vision, and continued to read: "I know your intentions and your thoughts,"

"You are ruthless, you are sharp."

He sighed softly: "But I love you."

Sheng Ling's hand holding Yi Wulan's shoulder suddenly tightened.

The alley was approaching, and the car was parked at the alley. Yi Wulan was so drunk that his body was weak, and even though Sheng Ling supported his shoulders, his body kept sliding down.

Sheng Ling had no choice but to put Yi Wulan down and hold her in his arms.

Yi Wulan didn't leave, she raised her head in his arms, her eyes were bent, and there was a cool smile on her lips.

Like the silver glow of moonlight, light and cold.

Yi Wulan's voice was very light and calm: "I know you're just looking for a substitute."

"And yet I love you."

Like an ice arrow, it suddenly pierced into people's hearts.

With undeniable strength and the ruthless intention to die together.

Yi Wulan raised the corners of his lips to look at him, his obsidian-like eyes exuded deep emotions, and his cherry-colored lips were soaked in wine, which had a different meaning, as if they were extremely glamorous and irresistibly charming.

The heartbeat was almost unstoppable, Sheng Ling felt that he might have drunk too much tonight, his blood roared and rushed, making his whole body boil with it.

But he was still able to maintain his composure on the surface, hugged him and walked into the car.

"You drank too much." He calmly said to Yi Wulan.

Listen carefully, there is an imperceptible tremor in this calm voice.

I drank too much, Sheng Ling thought.

The car drove to No. 232 Nanhua Road.

The smoke and dust brought up flew up and down again, melting into the thick night.

The next morning, Yi Wulan was woken up by the sound of the phone. He woke up with a hangover and a headache. When he answered the phone, his voice was hoarse: "Hello?"

It's Li Fugui's call: "Lan'er, I've announced to Jiuming that you've cooperated with his 'Oath' brand to participate in the pheromone perfume project?!"

Yi Wulan hugged the quilt and let out an "um" from his nasal cavity.

Li Fugui was a little anxious: "Lan'er, what on earth are you thinking? Now that the public opinion on the Internet is blowing up, you and Xiang Jiuming are cooperating, and you can guess everything. Pheromones took this opportunity to send a message this morning and decided to The whole game will be broadcast live, Lan'er, tell me the truth, what exactly do you want?"

Yi Wulan opened her half-closed eyes, and casually picked up the design draft beside the bed. The magnificent and delicate flowers seemed to bloom on the paper.

Yi Wulan laughed: "It's very simple, I want to win the pheromone perfume project."

Be sure to win this perfume project and get a ticket to the international designer competition.

Then divorce.

He lost a lot of enthusiasm in this marriage, and as his soul was drained, so was his inspiration.

Before he pulls away and leaves, he wants to completely find the inspiration that he was emptied of.

He wants to make the fallen rose made of broken diamonds famous all over the world.

The author has something to say: The day Wulan takes down the pheromone perfume is the day of divorce.

The moment of Shengling's heartbeat is the node when Yi Wulan begins to wake up. They both step on the drumbeat of fate, but they don't coincide.

Wu Lan's passage was adapted from Somerset Maugham's "The Veil"

The fixed time update resumes at the end of the final week.

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