Isn't it good to get married before dumping?

"Hahahahahahahahaha..."

Wen Yuan's originally straight back slowly collapsed without confidence, thinking that he had made a big joke and died of embarrassment.

Who knew that everyone covered their stomachs with laughter as if they had been poked into the laughter hole, and the male second even laughed so hard that he fell on Wen Yuan's shoulder.

"Brother, you eat this melon really well, don't eat it next time."

Wen Yuan moved aside a little calmly, he is not used to having physical contact with strangers, and now that he is married, he feels that he should pay attention to the distance.

Suddenly someone asked how Wen Yuan and Zhou Jianan met, and Wen Yuan said they were classmates.

"Canaan is a university in England, right? You are in the same school?"

Wen Yuan was a little embarrassed: "No, it's a high school classmate."

"Well, which school did you graduate from?"

He didn't graduate, but he didn't know how to answer them. These questions were like a stick of iron, trying to get to the bottom of the vulnerable Wen Yuan.

Why did you drop out of school?

How could something happen at home?What happened?

"Brother Wenyuan, Brother Canaan told you to go in and is waiting for you."

Wawai realized that Wen Yuan didn't want to talk about these topics, so she found an excuse to excuse him.

Wen Yuan pretended to be sorry and smiled at everyone.

"Go, go." The heroine waved her hand: "Come and watch a movie together later."

Wen Yuan heaved a sigh of relief, got up and walked to the dressing room, Wai Wai followed beside him.

"Thank you." Wen Yuan said.

Wai Wai said you're welcome, it should be.

For some reason, she always felt that Wen Yuan had a faint melancholy temperament, especially when he was not with Zhou Jianan.

He has such a sunny and handsome face, which is mixed with the melancholy atmosphere around him.

Wai Wai thought of a deer in the ruins of the forest, looking at him with clear and sad eyes.

It turned around and walked towards the depths of the forest, making it impossible to guess whether it was going to find another forest or jump into the abyss.

"Brother Canaan." Wai Wai knocked on the door and pushed it open.

Zhou Jianan immediately turned his head and saw Wen Yuan was there, his expression relaxed a lot: "Why are you here now."

His tone was not very good, even a bit reproachful.

Wen Yuan hurriedly explained: "I ran into your colleague and was dragged to say a few words."

Zhou Jianan didn't say anything, and asked him to wait for himself on the sofa.

Wen Yuan sat down and saw a takeaway on the small round table. It was not a cheap shop. It could be seen that it had been left for a long time and had cooled down.

The modeling process took a long time. At first, Wen Yuan could speak a few words with Zhou Jianan, or chat with Wai Wai, but after taking the cold medicine, he really lost his energy and fell asleep on the sofa.

The stylist picked up the hair dryer and prepared to roughly blow out the shape first.

"No need." Zhou Jianan stopped: "Just grab it."

The stylist originally wanted to tell him that the shape was not fluffy enough if he didn't blow it off, but following Zhou Jianan's eyes and seeing the frowning and sleeping Wen Yuan reflected in the mirror, he immediately understood.

I didn't expect the cold-faced actor to have such a gentle side.

Wen Yuan woke up and found himself covered with a thin blanket, as if it was new.

"Are you awake?" Zhou Canaan asked, "Is it better?"

Only then did Wen Yuan notice that Zhou Jianan was sitting at the end of the sofa, like a cold sculpture.

"Sorry, maybe I'm a little drowsy after taking the medicine."

Zhou Jianan: "I'll take you to the hospital after the premiere."

Wen Yuan hurriedly said no, if he went to the hospital for such a minor illness, the doctor would only prescribe medicine to let him come back to rest.

"After so many years, is it still the same?" Zhou Jianan asked, consciously pulling the thin blanket in his hands and folding it in half again, and folded it into a small square.

Wen Yuan: "Well, it's too nerdy, maybe it is."

Even worse than before.

Zhou Jianan looked at Wen Yuan with messy hair, and was a little cute: "Why don't you exercise, didn't you say before that you should exercise after the college entrance examination?"

They had this agreement.

"Really?" Wen Yuan scratched his head in confusion: "I forgot."

He forgot.

The smile on the corner of Zhou Jianan's mouth became stiff, and then recovered.

A few minutes later, Zhou Jianan got up: "Let's go, the time is almost up."

Wen Yuan looked at Zhou Jianan's back, his eyes drooping, like a child with a guilty conscience.

What he exercised was just exercising alone, it was too boring, he didn't stick to it, and it didn't have any effect.

Wen Yuan was placed in the middle row slightly to the left, and Wai Wai accompanied him.

Because Zhou Jianan is the leading actor, he will be with other main creators, and there will be some friends in the circle who will come to join him.

After briefly introducing the creative background of the film, the premiere will begin.

Wen Yuan took out a pair of black-rimmed glasses from his bag and put them on. He was a little short-sighted and didn't usually wear them, but he needed them when using the computer and watching movies.

From Wen Yuan's sight, he could see the top of Zhou Jianan's head.

A handsome guy looks handsome just by looking at the top of his head.

Wen Yuan remembered the basketball game in the second year of high school, and he was watching him in the back row like that. At that time, in order to let Zhou Canaan participate in the game, he invited Zhou Canaan to drink Coke for a week, and even rode an electric car to drive him home.

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"During the intermission, come and bring me water." Zhou Jianan said.

Wen Yuan said: "A bunch of girls are lined up to send them off, I won't go."

Zhou Jianan: "Then I won't fight."

Wen Yuan: "No."

That was the best way for Zhou Canaan to get acquainted with the boys in the class.

"Then I'll throw it for you in the stands, and you have to catch it. It's time to test your skills."

Zhou Jianan promised: "Don't talk about water, I can catch you even if you jump off."

Wen Yuan: "I'm sick, I'll jump down."

Zhou Jianan smiled: "I'm sick, I want to pick it up."

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The original and violent sound of the wind when the motorcycle passed through the tunnel on the screen brought Wen Yuan back to reality.

In the movie, Zhou Jianan is dressed as a young man in a small town. Because of the character's sunken cheeks and pale green T-shirt after washing, it is difficult to recognize Zhou Jianan at a glance.

suspense film.

Wen Yuan adjusted his posture slightly, he was not very interested in this type of film.

The atmosphere of the movie is very characteristic of the director, but it can also be seen that this is a cut version.

Wen Yuan looked at it and felt a little itchy on his neck. Thinking of the many flowers in the movie theater, he thought it might be a little allergic.

It's not a big problem, just go back and take some medicine, he's used to it.

Two hours later, the movie ended, Zhou Jianan looked back, Wen Yuan smiled and waved to him.

Then Zhou Jianan began to accept interviews, take pictures, and take photos with fans.

Wen Yuan stayed in the corner, looking at the outgoing and stable Zhou Jianan, feeling a little dazed, time really changed a lot.

"Brother Xiaoyuan, let me go over for a while, you wait here for me, we will go to eat together later." Wai Wai said something beside Wen Yuan, and reminded him to wear a mask.

After another half an hour, the event ended, Zhou Jianan exited the stage with the main creator, and Wawai greeted Wen Yuan to come down.

Wai Wai takes Wen Yuan back to the temporary dressing room in the shopping mall, the director is also inside.

"Here we come." Zhou Jianan sat up naturally, walked to the door and walked in with Wen Yuan: "Wen Yuan, this is a letter of thanks."

Wen Yuan said hello: "Hi, hello, my name is Wen Yuan."

Zhou Jianan was the first to notice something was wrong with Wen Yuan.

"What happened to your neck?"

Wen Yuan stretched out his hand to touch it, and said with a smile: "It's okay, maybe I'm a little allergic, it's fine."

The two sat down, Zhou Jianan stretched out his hand to take Wen Yuan's hand, and then thoughtfully opened the chair for Wen Yuan to sit down.Wen Yuan was overwhelmed by flattery, and then thought, he should show a little affection in front of outsiders.

Xie Yiyi kept sizing up Wen Yuan, the person who had lived in Zhou Jianan's mouth for many years.

A letter of thanks said, "You haven't been in touch for more than ten years, why did you meet again?"

Wen Yuan and Zhou Jianan's first reaction was to look at each other.

"It happened by chance." Wen Yuan replied, "I didn't expect it to be so sudden, but I always knew that he developed in China."

"Then why didn't you contact him?" As soon as Xie Yiyi's words came out, Zhou Jianan's eyes became vigilant, expecting and fearing.

Wen Yuan thought for a while, and said honestly: "I think he must be very busy. If all the classmates contact him, he must not be bored to death."

Zhou Jianan's eyes dimmed.

Classmates, just classmates?

"Then what about you, Canaan?" It's no big deal to thank a letter to watch the excitement.

"Oh, I'm busy, it's not convenient to go abroad." Zhou Jianan said, the whole person has leaned back, and he is no longer on the same level as Wen Yuan.

Xie Yiyi looked at these two people, and frowned: "Then the purpose of getting married is to suppress the scandal?"

Wen Yuan was stunned for a moment after hearing this, it turned out that thanks for a letter, he knew, maybe he was a very good friend.

"Yes, otherwise I will be scolded to death by fans." Wen Yuan replied.

Zhou Canaan also said: "Otherwise?"

"Ah, haha, yes." Xie Yiyi's eyes flashed between the two of them. What did they mean? Didn't Zhou Jianan miss it all these years?

The thank you letter came by car, and we agreed to meet at the restaurant later.

Zhou Jianan sent a letter of thanks, and the other main creators basically left, some made appointments for dinner, and some rushed to the next event.

"What's going on with you two?" Xie Yiyi bumped Zhou Jianan's shoulder.

"What's going on, that's all, you saw it too."

A letter of thanks: "I thought you liked him."

"It's just for fun, let's suppress the scandal." Zhou Jianan said lightly.

Ten years ago, Wen Yuan was kind to him because he was a new autistic transfer student, and was asked by the teacher to take care of him more. Ten years later, Wen Yuan married him because he suppressed the scandal. Will be scolded to death by fans.

"Did I never become an important person, or even a good friend, in his mind?" he thought.

Zhou Jianan sent away a letter of thanks, and looked at his own reflection in the glass wall at the corner.

Am I that unattractive?Not even a friend?

Mr. Prop, who was smoking in the corridor, took a deep puff when he heard that there were no footsteps at the door.

Damn, it's just for fun, the actor is too scumbag.

Not long after getting in the car, Wen Yuan fell asleep again, and Zhou Jianan looked at him in a daze.

His skin is very white, so white that it is a bit abnormal, and the row of long black eyelashes is particularly obvious, gently drooping under his eyes, trembling from time to time, looking very pitiful.

The restaurant was booked by Xie Feng, neither Zhou Jianan nor Wen Yuan had been there.

Entering the door, the waiter led them to the box. At the corner, there were two new waitress girls talking and walking, but they bumped into Wen Yuan without paying attention.

Wen Yuan's clothes were stained with oil. Although he said he didn't care, the waiter went to call the manager. Who knew that the manager was not there, but the store manager was.

As soon as Zhou Jianan and his party took their seats and were looking at the menu, the store manager knocked on the door and came in with desserts.

For a while, several people frowned and held their breath.

"Xiaoyuan? Zhou Jianan? It's you!" The store manager pulled down his mask.

Wen Yuan recognized it immediately: "Erhui! Why are you here!"

After speaking, he stood up and walked towards him, and the two hugged.

Zhou Jianan looked straight at them, his expression not very good.

Yang Xiaohui sent someone to put down the dessert, but kept it for himself.

He is Wen Yuan's classmate in junior high school all the time. He has a very familiar personality. He is the sports committee member of the class. Together with Wen Yuan, he tried every means to get Zhou Jianan into the basketball team.

Xie Yifeng, as the host, invited Yang Xiaohui to the table.

"Your classmates?"

"Well," Wen Yuan was still immersed in the joy of reuniting with Yang Xiaohui: "He is my very good friend."

Yang Xiaohui sat down and glanced at Zhou Jianan with mean eyes: "Oh, I've read all the news, so let me just say, you guys have something to do in high school, and you still don't admit it. Hey, What did Xiao Yuan say then, 'If I hadn't been the squad leader, I wouldn't have had the heart to play with him' hahahaha."

Zhou Canaan's expression became even uglier.

"So what's your situation now?" Yang Xiaohui asked.

Wen Yuan quickly answered, "We're married."

Yang Xiaohui: "Wow, really? Congratulations!"

Wen Yuan smiled and said thank you.

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