Jinran didn't know how long he had been in this locker room - in his opinion, it was about a century, long enough for him to figure out what he should do next, figure out what consequences he would have to bear after he did this, and what public opinion he was about to face... All of this was something he had never even wanted to think about, but at the moment of making a decision, he suddenly felt that a big rock that had been hanging in his heart for many years had fallen to the ground.

In contrast, the past ten years when she was a celebrity idol seemed to have been stolen.

Now he is about to return these.

No matter what the consequences are, it will be good.

Although Jiang Luocheng is a complete fool, the text message this fool sent him that day was sincere. Yuan Jinran seemed to subconsciously take it for granted, always think that everyone should be kind to him, accommodate him, always throw away everything to pursue his career, and go further and further along the road... He never even tried to look back and see what kind of people or scenery were thrown behind him.

Until Jiang Chuan appears.

He suddenly thought that he should stop, then turned around and took a good look at what he had missed.

If he could recover, he suddenly wanted to pick up everything he missed.

I took a deep breath and then found that my chest was stinging and it was still difficult to breathe... At this time, my phone rang, and I turned over and sat up from the sofa, rubbed the sore corners of my eyes and narrowed my eyes to answer the phone. As a result, I was unexpectedly called from home, probably because I had to pay for some community insurance. His grandmother didn't remember where the previous documents were placed, and she called him.

While directing my grandmother to find documents, Jinran asked, "Just wait for me to do this kind of thing, why are you running by yourself? The weather is so hot-"

"I have nothing to do at home and run more, and I'm not limping and can't walk."

"Oh," said Jinran, "Don't you dance square dance every day? Isn't that enough to move?"

Jinran asked casually, but what he didn't expect was that the other end of the phone suddenly fell silent - then he heard his elderly grandmother say in a voice that was not very good at acting: "I have recently cracked down on square dance, so I won't go there for the time being."

There is a yarn in square dance that is easy to beat.

Jin Ran frowned at first to ask what was wrong, but when he spoke, he suddenly shut up as if he understood something - everyone reads newspapers, everyone has TVs, and everyone has one or two young people who will go on Weibo and WeChat. The gossip and information they come into contact with on the Internet will eventually be passed on to the elderly at home at the dinner table. For example: Eh, you know that x from the x house next door is the one who is a star, you know that he has recently...

Such information eventually flowed into the ordinary people and spread.

In the end, it spread to the ears of his family, who were actually not online and far from the Internet and various non-mainstream media worlds.

The emotions that had finally calmed down were successfully pressed down on the activation button again. At this moment, even a fool, Jinran would understand that his family had been troubled by his affairs. For a moment, grievance, heartache, anger surged on the top of his head, and the burning feeling in the corners of his eyes forced him to close his eyes to prevent the bad emotions that were about to come out. Jinran was silent for a long time. In the end, he chose not to ask what his family had encountered or clarify himself. In some of the family voices and instructions that the grandmother on the opposite side deliberately opened up the topic and said, he just said lightly: "The weather is a little hot, and it is really a bit tiring to work. Grandma, do you think I'll take a break after finishing this period of time?"

"Okay, it's good to come back and spend the rest of my life with me." Jinran heard his grandmother not doubting him and said, "I used to say nothing more when you like it. No one in the family cares whether you are a big star or an ordinary person. It's enough money to eat. They fly around outside every day. When my grandmother is old, maybe she will be gone at any time. I can't even see you."

Jinran chuckled on the end of the phone, whispered to "Okay, then rest", and then hung up the phone.

After putting down his phone, he felt his face so wet. Although he didn't know what was worth crying like a little devil or a girl - but I have to admit that it was quite good. Men wouldn't cry easily, and they were really farting.

Crying is the most fundamental instinct for humans to release emotions.

Either cry or jump off the upstairs, you should always make a choice.

...

Jinran put down the phone and was about to find a corner to cry for a while. Unexpectedly, the phone rang again at this time. He couldn't see it and just answered it. He just "feeded" in a hoarse voice. The agent on the other end of the phone couldn't wait to open it: "Didn't you go to the toilet? I've been going to the toilet for almost an hour and I can't find it! The phone is also on the phone! I've been hiding in a corner and being constipated! You're going to eat more fruits and you just don't listen!"

Jinran listened to the lively scolding of the agent on the other end of the phone, and thought of something, his heart tightened - it was at this moment that he suddenly realized that perhaps the face of the outside world was not as difficult as he imagined, the real difficulty was...

When he made up his mind and finally decided to give up, how should he face these people around him?

A trace of cold sweat popped out of the palm of the hand holding the phone. Jingran grabbed the phone tightly to prevent it from sliding out of the hand. Jingran calmed down, as if he didn't hear Fang Yu burning his butt there, and just said in a calm voice: "Brother Fang, I saw what I said online."

The sound on the other end of the phone really came to an abrupt end.

Within a few seconds, he could only hear Fang Yu breathing on the other end of the phone, and he heard Fang Yu greeting anyone around him, "He didn't bring paper to the toilet, I'll save him." Then, he seemed to be leaving the crowd amid a burst of laughter. In short, when the noise around him became less and less until it became completely quiet, Fang Yu probably came to a single room alone. When he spoke, his voice sounded very tense: "Don't you tell you not to go online to watch those things in the past few days and affect your emotions. The rumors will pass in a few days. What should you do or what should you do when - Ah, I'm going crazy, when can you listen to it a little? Well? Even once is fine!"

"..." Jinran smiled bitterly on the phone, "Are you sick? You were scolded so miserably by those netizens. Don't you want someone to jump out and block the gun for you?"

"You are sick, of course I hope!" Fang Yu almost roared, "But that person can't be you!!!!"

"Why can't it be?" Jinran asked back.

Fang Yu suddenly became quiet.

After a moment of silence, Jinran felt that Fang Yu might be on the verge of being ignited at that moment, but fortunately he successfully turned off himself in the end. He asked where Jinran was. After hearing the other party's answer, he hung up the phone directly. About five minutes later, Jinran heard the door of the locker room being knocked, and it was still very strange. He did not set any secret code for opening the door with the person outside the door, and walked to open the door helplessly. The moment the door was pulled open, Fang Yu slipped in like a loach, looked at Jinran, and then showed a thunderous expression: "Damn, are you crying?"

"..." Jinran raised his hand and wiped the corners of his eyes, "No?"

"…How fucking wronged did you cry?"

"My grandma stopped dancing in the square because of my business." Jingran answered for granted, "How much trouble do you think this has caused me."

Fang Yu's face was empty, and then he showed a "ruthless" expression. He walked into the fitting room and locked the door, and said at the same time—

"If you think you are the ones around you who are implicated and want to come out just now, I want to tell you that there is really no need. First of all, we are not a big star and are a little disgusted when we are scolded, but it will not have any impact on us; secondly, you have not been aware of the negative news along the way. You are also aware of it. We will be scolded at this time, so in fact, we are used to it when we scold..."

Jinran took out his cell phone and looked at it: "Jiang Chuan is about to board the plane."

Fang Yu: "What is he here?"

Jingran: "Look at me."

Fang Yu: "Let's see you come out?"

Jinran gave him a blank look, Fang Yu pursed his lips: "I don't know if you were blinded by love. If you just came out for Jiang Chuan, I advise you to not do it. The world is so big, there are yellow people, white people, black people, and various mixed-race combinations. Don't you want to choose more? Just think that Jiang Chuan is too slander. You are still so young. If you meet someone you like more in the future, the once grandiose will immediately become a dark history that cannot be looked back on-"

"..." Jingran listened quietly as Fang Yu finished the big talk above without changing his breath. When the other party couldn't hold back his breath, he said, "It's not entirely for Jiang Chuan, but I suddenly felt that life was very tiring - my relatives, friends, bosses and friends in the circle, maybe because you are really nice to me, you think it's not a great thing to be scolded because I'm scolded. However, in my opinion, this is not the case. I don't want to use this kind of thing to consume your feelings for me. You are surrounded by me not for being scolded... I feel very stressed when I think of this..."

Fang Yu's lips twitched funnyly, as if he had heard something fantasy.

In fact, he really wanted to scold Jinran: It's all your business to be scolded. Whatever we do is to take on ourselves?

At this time, he just saw the young black-haired man sighing and covered his face with his hands to return to the sofa: "I just feel like I've had enough of such days."

"So you decided to give up all your efforts before?"

"Now, I think I think I attach too much importance to my career. It is obviously just a tool to make money for the sake of eating and living a good life, but I put the cart before the horse-" Jinran turned over on the sofa, "The money I made has long been enough for me to live a good life, but I made my life a mess because of my career..."

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"What kind of * soup did Jiang Chuan give you?"

"Do you want to go to his Weibo to read the comments, such as third parties, mistresses, shameless comments, etc., and after reading them, you will feel the profoundness of Chinese literature."

"I don't know if I'm scolded and I don't know how to close the comments! I've told him to close him for a long time why he doesn't! I think he's just enjoying the quilt-"

Fang Yu suddenly couldn't say it halfway. He stared at the young black-haired man lying on the sofa with wide eyes. As if he suddenly thought of something, he suddenly felt a chill in his back. It was obviously a hot day, but the cold air from the heart of his feet rushed forward... Fang Yu wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, trying to remind him in a tactful way and indirectly tap Jinran. The not-so-good association that he had just had just happened. As a result, when he looked up, he unexpectedly looked at his black eyes. Even in the dark room, those eyes looked extremely bright.

Fang Yu: "...be careful..."

"I know what you want to say, I'm not a fool." Jinran interrupted him, slightly moved his eyes and stared at the mottled walls in a corner of the room, paused, and then said lightly, "But in our relationship, Jiang Chuan and I have an absolutely equal relationship, so he has the right to make some decisions to ensure his own welfare - in fact, think about Xu Qianqian and Xu Wenjie back then, who did he discuss with?... You can think of it with your toes that if it were him, he would have taken action long ago. Things that should have taken for granted to this day. Why is this?"

"Don't tell me it's because of true love," Fang Yu's lips twitched, "and he couldn't accept this terrible answer."

He glanced at him carefully: "So it turned out to be mine in the end."

"………………………………” Fang Yu's face was full of words, "I don't understand this logic." He fell into a strange silence, and then sighed helplessly, "Why did you suddenly become so brave? In contrast, I would rather you be a crying cat hiding behind us and crying."
Chapter completed!