Slag Gong really smells good after the divorce

Sheng Ling considered whether to go to the art museum to find Yi Wulan.

After meeting Ruan Yi that day, Sheng Ling found out all the materials that had been covered up in the past. There were not many, and the printed ones were only six pages. Sheng Ling lit a cigarette and read it over and over again.

Then put a few pieces of paper on the table, as solemnly as if they were treating some kind of treasure.

But no matter how precious it is, just a few pieces of paper, he has already lost the person he should put most in his heart.

To this day, even Yin Song can't believe that Sheng Ling has just fallen into it.

Without warning, all the emotions about love suddenly surged up and down, following Yi Wulan's movements.

No, it's not without warning.

Sheng Ling thought, he fell into it the night Yi Wulan got drunk, or earlier, when Yi Wulan threw roses on the second floor of the studio.

Maybe even earlier, Yi Wulan met Sheng's mother when she was in college, and one night the two of them had a meal with Sheng's mother, and Yi Wulan drank some wine.

Mother Sheng wanted to go back to the old house, but the driver picked her up, and Sheng Ling sent Yi Wulan off.

During that time, Yi Wulan preferred white shirts, which were fresh and refreshing, perhaps because she was in a good mood, sitting in the car and humming softly.

The colorful lights outside the car shone on Yi Wulan's white shirt and white face, very artistic.

Sheng Ling sometimes felt that Yi Wulan was very artistic, and that his whole person had an artistic sense that he couldn't understand.

When getting out of the car, Sheng Ling sat up straight and said goodbye to him: "What song were you humming just now?"

There was a broken light in Yi Wulan's eyes, and he said, "It's forever."

He added: "Good night, I wish you sweet dreams."

The evening wind was warm, and Sheng Ling thought that there might have been a sign at that time.

Feeling unacceptable, going deeper.

It's just that he didn't understand at the time, and he always doesn't understand.

There are not many opportunities to meet Yi Wulan now, half a month later Yi Wulan will hold a brand linkage event and we will be able to see each other from afar.Afterwards, Yi Wulan might go to that ball.

Can you hear where Yi Wulan is going from the live broadcast room?It was an accident, but Sheng Ling still didn't want to let this accident go.

So Sheng Ling sat for half an hour, then put on his coat and passed.

The onlookers on the first floor of the art museum are getting more and more noisy.

Shu Linqing stared blankly at Sheng Ling, her heart beating violently. The two hadn't met since the day he returned to China.

Even that day, the two hadn't been in contact for a long time. For about ten minutes, Sheng Ling sat down for a while, and had something to do first. Shu Linqing watched Sheng Ling leave.

The man turned around with a handsome figure, and his glance was cold and familiar.

Shu Linqing said, "Goodbye."

Sheng Ling replied without turning his head.

It was as if he really just left to see him.

Yi Wulan was impatient to talk to Sheng Ling in public. Although he was used to staring at him, he would rather not have this kind of gaze.

Lao Song was still being thrown at this moment, stunned for a moment, covered his head and yelled in a rough voice: "Who are you, hit someone, hit someone! I want to call the police, call the police!"

Sheng Ling gave him a look, dark eyes: "Sheng Ling."

Like a choked chicken, Lao Song fell silent instantly. His eyes were bulging out at first, but now he was going to endure it.

That appearance, how ugly it is.

Xu Chunqiu was still sad at first, but seeing him like this, he began to doubt himself.

Why did you go blind and die because of such a person?

Yi Wulan thanked Sheng Ling politely, turned around and was about to leave.

But Sheng Ling pressed his shoulder: "Did you suffer from hypoglycemia?"

From the side, Sheng Ling could see the paleness of Yi Wulan's lips under the bright light.

Yi Wulan looked up at Sheng Ling inexplicably, frowned and said, "What's wrong with you?"

inexplicably.

It was inexplicable, and now the first sentence is also inexplicable.

Turning his head to see Shu Linqing's focused eyes and pale face, Yi Wulan looked strange, but also felt that he understood a little bit. It seemed that Sheng Ling wanted to make Bai Yueguang jealous.

Could it be that Sheng Ling would play tricks like this?

Sheng Ling unbuttoned his jacket, didn't see Yi Wulan's expression, took off the jacket and put it on Yi Wulan's body: "I'll go find some sweet hot drinks."

Yi Wulan has a good physique, but she suffers from hypoglycemia all the time, and she doesn't like to eat honestly, and often feels dizzy.

And Yi Wulan's art museum only has wine, after all, they are all engaged in art, so they don't pay attention to health preservation, ice cubes and wine, it tastes like a fairy.

Due to Sheng Ling's power, the onlookers didn't dare to be too blatant, but their eyes couldn't stop drifting there.

And the mobile phones of the troublemakers are all taken out. Will there be a good show when the three of them gather together?

Shu Linqing's face turned pale, and Sheng Ling didn't look at him from the beginning to the end, as if he didn't notice that there was another person here.

In the past, when the two were together, Sheng Ling had always noticed him the first time.

Time really will smooth everything out.

Yi Wulan raised her eyebrows: "We're both divorced, there's no need to do that, Sheng Ling, the person you're looking for is over there."

He nodded to the other side.

Yi Wulan didn't even look mean when she taunted and raised her eyebrows, on the contrary, she was very delicate.

Sheng Ling turned his eyes, and Shu Linqing forced a gentle smile: "Long time no see."

How can it be so coincidental?

Sheng Ling didn't expect to run into Shu Linqing at this time, his eyes sank, and he whispered, "Long time no see."

This sentence, long time no see, is a bit domineering, very domineering and superior.

It's not like saying it's been a while, but it's complicated and unspeakable.

Also, the relationship between Sheng Ling and Shu Linqing was already complicated.

A pair of old lovers, separated by more than ten years.

The onlookers were excited, alas, Lai Yi Wulan’s art museum is good, this art museum is a mixed bag, compatible with Yangchun Baixue and Xialiba people, there are good shows to watch from time to time.

No, you can still eat the boss's melon.

Someone asked in a low voice: "Hey, how exciting it is to tear this up"

Someone who understands said: "It's definitely impossible to tear it apart. There are so many people around, and Yi Wulan doesn't like this."

"What's more, it hasn't reached the point where our Yida designers get angry."

Yi Wulan really didn't want to make a fuss in front of so many people. He took off Sheng Ling's coat, glanced at Shu Linqing, threw it on the table in the box, and sneered: "I want to catch up with the old days, and the drinks will be charged to my account."

It doesn't feel good for anyone to be used.

After speaking, he turned around and left with Xu Chunqiu.

Shu Linqing looked down at the dress, and remembered that many people said that Sheng Ling didn't love Yi Wulan, but now it seems that this is obviously not the case.

Sheng Ling didn't explain anything, just followed Yi Wulan and said, "Go to the third floor, remember to drink hot water."

When speaking, behave very restrainedly and keep a distance from Yi Wulan.

In fact, Sheng Ling wanted to ask, are you and Xiang Jiuming for real?

In the end did not ask the exit.

As long as Sheng Ling thought of the scene where Xiang Jiuming gave Yi Wulan roses, his face would turn blue as if his heart had been squeezed tightly.

Yi Wulan nodded.

Shu Linqing stood behind, gritted his teeth and shouted, "Sheng Ling,"

After Sheng Ling finished saying what he wanted to say, he turned around.

Shu Linqing didn't look at Sheng Ling either, but just pointed to the coat: "Remember to bring your coat."

He remembered that Sheng Ling used to take off his coat and put it away casually, and he always reminded him if he didn't remember to put it on.

Sheng Ling walked over to get his coat, light tobacco and cold incense.

Shu Linqing's lip was bitten, and he asked Sheng Ling, "Would you like a drink?"

Sheng Ling took his coat and said softly, "I still have something to do."

He still decided to buy a hot drink, Yi Wulan looked unhappy.

Sheng Ling found out that he could treat Shu Linqing like this, the white moonlight everyone called him.

Shu Linqing laughed miserably. He was also arrogant and would not say anything.

Sheng Ling still had no choice but to say, "Drink less at night."

Xu Chunqiu followed Yi Wulan to the room on the third floor, which belonged to Yi Wulan alone.

When he entered the door, he saw a photo on the cabinet, which belonged to Yi Wulan and Sheng Ling. Yi Wulan was wearing gold-rimmed glasses and sitting on a wicker chair reading a book. Sheng Ling was holding a watering pot and looking back at him.

This photo was taken by Rong Hui on a whim, and someone put it in a frame and gave it to Yi Wulan, who put it in her room on the third floor of her art gallery.

Yi Wulan closed the door and raised her eyebrows when she also saw the photo.

Xu Chunqiu only glanced at the photo and turned to look at others, because compared to this photo, there are other things in this room that attracted his attention.

There are many design manuscripts pasted on the three walls. Xu Chunqiu originally thought it was a master's manuscript, but when he got closer, he found that each of them had a word "Lan".

And every level is not bad.

Xu Chunqiu was shocked: "Wulan, if you take it out and make it into a finished product, your reputation will definitely be greater than it is now."

Yi Wulan was looking for scissors to cut the photo, when he heard this casual sentence: "I didn't think that way before."

Why didn't you think so?What else could it be? It could only be Sheng Ling.

Xu Chunqiu clicked his tongue: "How much do you miss liking Shengling for ten years?"

Yi Wulan glanced at him very clearly: "Many people have asked me this question."

Yi Wulan leaned against the wall, casually cutting out the half of Sheng Ling from the photo.

Like not caring.

Xu Chunqiu found a stool and sat down cautiously: "Then you are, how did you answer?"

Yi Wulan was not in a hurry to answer him, but talked about another topic: "Many people call the industry that has nothing to do with art the diamond industry."

Diamonds are shiny and valuable. Because they are beautiful, they are endowed with the meaning of loyal love, and later evolved into a status symbol.

But this does not affect everyone's pursuit of diamonds, expensive and beautiful things are always pursued.

Yi Wulan cut the photo in half, held it up and looked at it, and was very satisfied with the result.

"In the eyes of many people, my pursuit of love is my own doom."

Yi Wulan said this very plainly: "But at that time, even if the ground was full of diamonds, I only looked up and saw Sheng Ling."

Xu Chunqiu was stunned for a moment, Yi Wulan said this passage calmly, he didn't know why he felt very sad after hearing this.

The kind of heart-wrenching sadness.

How could Sheng Ling, how could he bear it?

Yi Wulan was very calm, Sheng Ling supported him through the darkest night, he probably unconsciously regarded Sheng Ling as a dream.

This room hadn't been visited for a long time, and it was cleaned up. Yi Wulan took the half of Sheng Ling's photo, and wanted to find a place to throw it away, or find a piece of paper to wrap it up but couldn't find it.

In the end, there was only one condom left in the box, and Yi Wulan skillfully opened it, and stuffed the photo into the condom very calmly.

Then stuff it all into the box.

Out of sight is pure.

Xu Chunqiu who watched the whole process: ...

Stuffing the photos of the ex into the condom, this operation, I don't know how Sheng Ling knows how to look at it.

I always feel a little bit sarcastic...

The author has something to say: I still have to be abused, jiu feeling

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: crystal, Lin Sangsheng Luo 1; (thank you)

Thanks to the little angels who cast mines: Crystal, Lin Sangshengluo, Fox Yanjiu, Jijiao, 1 star in the depths of the mud; (Chirp!)

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