It’s Hard Being the Bad Guy

Lan Ting thinks a lot and thinks a lot lately. Although Wen Ai is cute when she fry her hair, but she always fries and even affects the relationship. This is worth paying attention to. How did his moody temper come out overnight? Sequelae of surgery? Mental illness?

Lan Ting consulted many doctors in private, but did not get a definitive answer. The doctors could not make a diagnosis based on descriptions. They had to talk in person. As a result, Lan Ting could only die. His current status in Wen Ai's heart is still inferior to a half egg tart, so where is the courage to call him to see a doctor?

Lan Ting was tossed very hard by Wen Ai during this period, mainly on the psychological level. Every time Wen Ai looked at him with impatient eyes, a strong anxiety filled his heart. He originally thought that the child didn't really like him. Now that the situation has developed into this, he can't help thinking deep down, is the child tired of playing and doesn't want him...

Lan Ting is now half the sky in the entertainment industry, and he receives invitations from various TV movies almost every day. After the agent has screened him, he will decide on a feature film for him. The name of this movie is "Cold Sun". It has a first-class team and a super-class script. As long as Lan Ting steadily exerts his acting skills, he will surely be able to step on this flexible springboard and rise to a higher stage.

"Leng Yang" will start shooting at the end of December. A few days before entering the group, Lan Ting invited Wen Ai out to play with a bit of farewell nature. The two of them played for a day, had a barbecue in the evening, and after eating, Lan Ting took Wen Ai and strolled in the park to digest.

"Sleepy?" Lan Ting laughed and joked when he saw Wen Ai coming out of the restaurant, "It's really a pig, I want to sleep when I'm full."

Wen Ai tried to refute, but he yawned again with a mouth. The tears of Hardy came out. They hung on the long lower eyelashes and couldn't fall off. When illuminated by the dim street lamp, the shimmer was very beautiful.

"Baby." Lan Ting stared at the little teardrop intently, and asked softly, "Can I kiss you?"

Wen Ai closed his eyes without answering, and his face was still leaning upwards, with an expression of hurriedly getting out after kissing.

There are several communities near the park. There are many people who come to exercise at night. Lan Ting took Wen Ai to hide in the secluded small forest, touched the dark and kissed him, pressing his lips accurately against Wen Ai's eyes, and drew beautiful little teardrops. Suck it away, then slowly rubbed down his cheeks, and finally kissed his lips, and entangled his tongue deeply.

Wen Ai thought that he would be parting tomorrow, and felt very reluctant. He couldn't care about earning points right now. He opened his mouth and let Lan Ting ask for it, and his little hand quietly grabbed the corner of his clothes.

After the kiss, Lan Ting took Wen Ai back to the walkway with street lights and continued his walk, with a smile in his voice: "Why are you so behaved today? He didn't lose his temper with me during the day, but he was willing to kiss me at night, and the sun came out from the south. Up?"

"Are you uncomfortable if you don't teach you?" Wen Ai pulled the zipper of the down jacket to the end, raised the collar to cover the red lips, and gave Lan Ting a slanted look when he spoke, "I am too lazy to say you."

"You're lazy, I'll do it hard." Lan Ting walked quickly to Wen Ai, squatted with his back to him, and said, "Come up."

Not far in front is a small square, and the sound of elderly disco music faintly sounded. Wen Ai was afraid of being hit by others, so he stepped back and refused: "No."

Lan Ting stayed in a squatting position and moved back until his back touched Wen Ai's legs. He didn't stop: "I don't want to move my lips, let alone lift my feet."

"This is the same thing!" Wen Ai retorted, "I have strong legs, not only can I walk, but I can also run!"

Lan Ting: "You said?"

Wen Ai said firmly: "I said it!"

Lan Ting got up quickly, pulled him up and dashed forward. The cold winter wind blew on his face, Wen Ai's face was a little painful, but his heart was particularly warm.

The disco music became louder and louder, and the two ran down the road to the small square and plunged into the swinging square dance square.

Or just say that there are a lot of neighborhoods around, and there are so many dancing people. The old man and the old lady are the main force. There are also some middle-aged people with their grandchildren and granddaughters to play together. Lan Ting and Wen Ai joined again, people of all ages. Everyone is there.

Wen Ai was still a little bit unable to let go at the beginning, but Lan Ting held his arm and waved it for a while, and slowly adapted to it. Among the enthusiastic grandfathers and aunts, he and Lan Ting jumped hand in hand face to face with extreme vigor, what troubles All left behind.

Jumping to the back, both of them were hilarious, and Lan Ting laughed to Wen Ai with the sound of super-covering music, "We will get old in the future and we will dance the square dance every day."

Wen Ai's eyes were gleaming, just about to nod and say yes, but suddenly thinking about the unfinished task, the corners of his high mouth slowly drooped, and his hand pulled back from Lan Ting's hand, and said lightly: "I'll talk about the future. Right."

Lan Ting paused, his eyes dimmed a little, and his expression was a bit injured.

Wen Ai was so heartbroken when she saw it, she wanted to jump up and hug him. He raised his hand and put it down, then turned and walked out of the square: "Let's go, I should go home."

Not long after Lan Ting joined the group, Wen Ai took winter vacation and stayed at home every day. He ate and slept with some meat on his waist.

At the dinner table, Xiang Ning asked Wen Ai: "I heard that Lan Ting was filming in S City recently?"

Wen Ai chewed on a piece of bamboo shoots, "Yes."

Xiang Ning: "It's pretty close to our city."

Wen Ai did not hear the hint in her words, and stretched his chopsticks to the plate of stir-fried kidneys: "Alright, it took two hours to drive."

He absently picked up a piece of waistband, Xiang Ning knocked off his chopsticks, and whispered, "What are you thinking about in a daze! I took such a big pickled pepper and gave it to his mouth!"

Wen Ai lowered his head blankly, and a big green-yellow pickled pepper fell on the table, which at first glance was of the kind that can make people so hot that they hurt their buttocks.

"I didn't pay attention just now." Wen Ai was a little embarrassed, "I just said why this waistband is so light..."

"What the **** is thinking in your little head?" Xiang Ning pushed all the dishes in front of Wen Yai for him to pick up, stared at his dull face for a while, and finally sighed: "You Tell your mother honestly, did you quarrel with Lan Ting?"

Wen Ai was so guilty that he did not dare to look at Xiang Ning, lowered his head to avoid her sight, poked the rice in the bowl and said, "No, we are fine."

Xiang Ning: "In the past, I ran out every day on Friday and Saturday, and I couldn't wait to move in, but now you have so many days of vacation, you haven't visited in a shift, and you have lost your face all day. Is this also good?"

"We young people are in love, and you don't understand it." Wen Ai jumped up from the chair, hurried upstairs, Xiang Ning shouted behind him: "You have so much food left!"

"I'm full, you eat slowly!"

After closing the door, Wen Ai sat at the computer desk and spent a while. It was too uncomfortable and too awkward. Since the last time they broke up, he and Lan Ting have not seen each other for half a month. Lan Ting hasn’t seen each other every day. They all contacted him by phone and heard Lan Ting's gentle and magnetic voice. He instinctively wanted to act like a coquettish and slimy, but he could only pretend to be very impatient every time and hung up mercilessly without a few words. He didn't know if he was abused until Lan Ting was abused. He only knew that he was about to be abused and crying. What's the matter!

"One bucket." Wen Ai asked while turning on the computer, "how many points do I have now?"

"It's still the same as before." The system regretted, "84 points."

Wen Ai wanted to throw out the mouse in his hand: "Why is it stuck on this point!"

The system can see that Wen Ai is in a bad mood and dare not go play Snake Snake, chatting with him for a long time.

Lan Ting has been very tired from filming recently. The director is a perfectionist. He has very high requirements for his own movies. He is also a master who is very tight on time. Everyone in the crew is nervous and busy, and can’t squeeze out any free time. Time, otherwise it would be a two-hour drive, Lan Ting went back to see Wen Ai early.

In these days, Wen Ai has answered his phone less and less frequently, and the time he is willing to talk to him is getting shorter and shorter. However, he can't get out of his body and can't see people being hung up. He always feels a little flustered. , It seems that something is about to be out of grasp, causing him to become reflexively anxious when he sees the phone now.

Lan Ting took the filming of "Cold Sun" this time, and various media paid great attention. The paparazzi lurked outside the studio 24 hours a day. Lan Ting can be so hot, apart from his own strength, his true love with Wen Ai has also touched many people, but the paparazzi squatted for so many days, and have never seen Wen Ai once. It's winter vacation, why don't you come to visit the class?

Gradually, some people began to speculate that the two of them were at odds with each other. Others questioned that they were acting on the spot to gain popularity. Some people in the know even broke the news, saying that the two had broken up long ago.

On this day, Lan Ting was just refused to answer by Wen Ai. He ate a big bowl of closed doors. Before he had time to wipe his mouth, he was pulled to do an interview. There were more than a dozen amusements in front of him, all of them raised their microphones to his face. Poke.

Lan Ting stepped back against the fire, barely maintaining a friendly smile. This nondescript interview was conducted by the sponsor, and delaying things would not have any positive effect, but since it is a thigh that the director can't twist, he doesn't plan to force it. He plans to answer a few questions before withdrawing.

But there are people who do not open the pot and mention which pot: "It is reported on the net that you and your little boyfriend have broken up, is it true?"

All the expressions on Lan Ting's face disappeared. He snatched the microphone and fell to the ground. The microphone was facing downwards, making a loud noise, and all reporters were stunned.

Lan Ting said with a cold face: "Get out."