Chapter 42:

After returning to Beijing, why spent 10,000 yuan in a hotel for a month, then bought some clothes and a few books, and temporarily stayed.
In the place where he originally lived, everything was stored in the temporary warehouse of the moving company by his mother, and he could move directly when his house was installed. In fact, half of the things in that house were Song Juhan's, especially clothes, wine, skin care products, etc. His old house didn't know if he could not put it down. He could sort it out when he had time, and let Komatsu come. Take it away.
After the blow of this incident, Song Juhan ’s career has fallen so badly that people who can see it at any time in the past have disappeared from the public eye during this time, and even street advertising has been reduced a lot. It is estimated that the relevant departments intervened. It may also be that Song He wanted to avoid the limelight. In short, the Song Star that was full of crowds was previously notified, and this time was too fraught.
Song Juhan ran to the hotel for three reasons, and stayed there for two or three days, or pulled the reason to Xiangshan's villa without leaving home.
Because he was out of work, Song Juhan had a lot of time to do things he would not normally do.
For example, cooking with them, bathing in hot springs, and watching movies, they get along like an ordinary couple.
Why do you deeply understand that Song Juhan can be really good when he is good to people. For the first time, he felt that Song Juhan was "loving" him. Although he was embarrassed, the word was not suitable for a man in his thirties, but he could not find a more appropriate word.
Song Juhan sang to him, watched him cook, accompany him to exercise, and taught him to swim, as if to make up for the missing points between them in the past years.
Why not be flattered, but there is a little panic. Song Juhan is so unfamiliar, he is not used to it.
On this day, the two are exercising in the gym at home.
Song Juhan was wearing vest shorts and was doing pull-up training. His even breathing caused the thick chest to heave up and down, and sweat beads rolled into the neckline along the smooth skin. His arm muscles are lumpy, his thighs are sturdy and his calves are slender. He looks very thin when wearing a suit, but he is very strong when undressed. People who practice martial arts all year round have beautiful and explosive muscles, but they do n’t look very exaggerated. He had curly hair with a small braid on top of his head, and a few strands of sweat were wet on his cheeks, adding a little wild charm.
Why did he sit on the barbell machine for a while and felt his arms are sore and numb?
Song Juhan wiped his sweat with a towel and came over: "Why, can't I do it?" He glanced at the weight and sneered, "So light?"
Why shook his shirt: "I haven't exercised for a long time, it's a bit bad."
Song Juhan pulled him up: "Don't do it when you are tired. You are too skinny during this time, holding your hands together and eating fat first."
"Don't you make me fat?" Why remember Song Juhan's life before, so that he wouldn't get rich.
"Getting fat is not the same thing as raising some meat." Song Juhan squeezed his waist: "Look at you, you can't lose weight anymore."
Why is born born thinner? I have been paying attention to control after work. For many years, my weight has fluctuated within three or four pounds. It is indeed time to raise one.
Why wiped the sweat with a towel: "What time does Komatsu bring food? There is not enough dinner."
"I don't know. It will be delivered before dinner."
"Well, I'll take a bath."
Song Juhan grabbed his neck with one hand, bowed his head and kissed him, "Wash together."
Why dodging: "I'm a bit tired ..."
"You don't need to move." Song Juhan grinned against his ear. "Open your legs."
Why isn't often understood? Where did Song Juhan come from? After he just finished working out, he still has the energy to do this.
The two went to the bedroom from the bathroom, and Song Juhan tossed for more than two hours, only to stagnate him for nothing.
The bath was washed in white, and they sweated again, so they had to go again.
After rushing, Song Juhan asked Jiao why to blow his hair.
He sat in front of the mirror, why stood there, sucking the water from his hair with a towel, and shaking the hair dryer while fiddleting with the thick, black hair.
Song Juhan's hair is inherited from his supermodel mother. It is naturally curly, soft and fluffy, and feels good to the touch.
Song Juhan looked at himself in the mirror and smiled. "Before I was seven or eight years old, I still had straight hair. One day I felt my hair after bathing, and suddenly I rolled it."
"Can this still happen?"
"Yeah, it's interesting, maybe it's because my dad has straight hair, but in the end it still lost to my mother's gene." Song Juhan raised his gills, blowing his forehead hair.
"You do look more like vanessa."
"Of course." Song Juhan was a little proud.
Why do you know that their mother and son have a very good relationship, and whoever has such a fairy-like mother will be especially proud of anyone. He just couldn't figure out how a smart and open-minded woman like Vanessa would marry someone like Song He. Perhaps Song He's charm at a young age could really cover his character reads ;.
Song Juhan suddenly hugged his waist with his backhand and looked up at him: "My mother still wants to see you, and she wants to apologize to you face to face."
"No, she's an elder after all, it's inappropriate."
"Don't say" elder "to her, she will be angry."
Why smiled: "I know."
Song Juhan also laughed: "My mother didn't know how much effort she took to keep her figure and face, and I really admire her perseverance."
Why so casually said: "She does keep up well." A woman in her fifties looks like she is in her thirties, how much sweat and money to pay.
Song Juhan shook his half-dried hair, then twiddled his clothes for two reasons, and laughed narrowly.
Why smile.
If Song Juhan has been like this, how good it should be.
At this moment, the sound of opening the door came from the living room. Why did he say, "Is Komatsu here? I'll take a look."
He walked into the living room and saw that Komatsu was carrying a large bag and a small bag against his door, and squeezed in.
Why go over to cope.
Komatsu was embarrassed to see him: "Why brother, thank you, thank you."
Why nodded at him and brought things to the kitchen.
"Hey, brother, that wasn't food, it was fishing gear."
"Fishing gear?" Why looked at the cardboard box in his hand.
"It's fishing gear. You said you like fishing before." Song Juhan walked out while wiping his hair. "Tomorrow will take you to a farm to fish."
Why is there something unexpected that Song Juhan will remember, and his heart touched: "Okay."
He took the food to the kitchen, picked it, thought about what to eat at night, and started washing vegetables.
Suddenly, there was a sound of broken glass in the living room, followed by the roar of Song Juhan: "What did you say?"
Komatsu whispered something.
Why did not move. He didn't want to care about their affairs.
Song Juhan was obviously very angry. Komatsu seemed to be comforting and begging. It sounded pitiful.
Why did he raise his ears and listened for a long time, listening to Komatsu's voice, he cried, he hesitated, cut some fruits, and went to the living room.
Song Juhan smashed a very expensive cup, and Komatsu stood aside in tears.
Why put down the fruit: "Komatsu, come and have some fruit." He glanced at the TV, which is an interactive interview show promoting movies, starring in the now-popular male star Yan Mingxiu, who never smiles except to look good like humans. It is his biggest selling point. Why do you remember that Song Juhan made a guest role in it, and all the music and theme songs in the movie are made by his team, so he should also be invited to be listed.
Komatsu waved his hands quietly and looked at Song Juhan helplessly.
Why did you take the broom, swept up the shards of glass, and said, "What's the fire? Is the heating too hot?"
Song Juhan said fiercely: "It was they who came to me three or two times to ask for a show, and now I dare to cut off part of me if something goes wrong! It's not me who big ma!"
"The balance was paid, just to avoid suspicion ..."
"Stop being fucked!" Song Juhan was indignant and kicked on the sofa.
Why looked at Song Ju's cold storm, and sighed in his heart.
Slowly, Song Juhan experienced more and more rejection, cold treatment, and alienation. This has attracted much attention since his birth. At the age of four, he appeared on the cover of vogue. He has captured countless fans around the world with his beauty and family history. Once encountered such a setback. On weekdays, the stars hold the moon. Today, those who are holding them are all birds and beasts, and they can't draw a line with him. They used to hysterically call their fans who loved him, and scolded him on the Internet. The job I started, I ca n’t help but kneel down the money I sent up, now it's all gone.
With such a huge gap, no matter how disguised Song Juhan was, he couldn't look open-minded. How much anger, unwillingness, and resentment he blocked in his heart could be imagined.
However, this is likely to be just the beginning. If after the limelight, Song Juhan can't make a comeback, he will be severely beaten down by this wave, and he can no longer stand up. Fans are the most precious, but they are also the cheapest. They like the new and hate the old too quickly. Song Juhan has been in the entertainment circle all his life and understands this truth.
Komatsu whispered, "Everyone, Song always keeps you low-key for a while. After two months, you will slowly gain momentum. You can rest assured that you will go back soon."
"What kind of momentum? Now a bunch of people scold me, and they are scolded when they go back. Those who are mothers are birds." Song Juhan leaned on the sofa, rubbing his brows frantically.
"Find a public relations team for whitewashing. Public opinion can guide you. You don't have to worry about Han, now they dare to cut your lens, and they will cry and ask for it."
Song Juhan pursed his lips, and his mood did not improve.
Why whispered: "You did something wrong, you should be punished and supervised, don't be angry, Komatsu is right, you have a lot of loyal fans, and you will definitely rise again."
"Who is rare?" Song Ju hummed coldly. "I can't spend my entire life on money. I just like singing."
"Well, stop watching TV, come and cook with me."
Song Juhan was silent for two seconds, really stood up, followed the reason to go to the kitchen, leaving Komatsu staring at them stunned.
Why wash vegetables and cook meat, Song Juhan followed him sticky, like a cat wandering around the owner's feet, looking at it, could not help but hug him, and kissed him. Why a meal is more tiring than long distance running.
The next day, the driver came to pick them up and took them to a farm on the outskirts.
The mountains and rivers are beautiful, the air is pleasant, and the environment is not as good as in Beijing. In order to avoid harassment, Song Juhan wrapped up the entire farm, leaving only the staff.
Why spent there is perhaps the most leisurely, relaxed and happy holiday in his life.
They were fishing, walking, climbing, barbecue, and playing. Although it was a little cold in early spring, they had a lot of fun.
Song Juhan showed tenderness and sympathy, so why there is a feeling of two people in love, his heart almost frozen into ice, finally there is a hint of warmth, and he even thought desperately, in case they Really go on like this reads ;.
Just in case.
The two stayed at the farm for a week, and Song Juhan was called back by Song He's phone, so he returned to the city.
He went to the house and looked around, probably because he had paid enough money and was a little acquainted with him. The decoration company's progress was very fast, and he could hand over the work in another week.
He was relieved to look at the house that had already begun to take shape. The Chinese generally have the concept of living and working in a deep bone marrow. Only his own house can give a sense of stability and belonging. Now he has realized a little.
He thought that if he made more money in the future, he would change to a bigger house. He would be very casual by himself, mainly considering that his mother and Susu might come to play.
After seeing the house, he drove home, and as he passed a street, he suddenly remembered that he and Gu Qingpei had eaten here once, and he made a phone call to Gu Qingpei.
The phone rang for a long time to answer. Gu Qingpei's voice sounded like he was still asleep. Why was he surprised? How could a self-disciplined person like Gu Qingpei sleep until the afternoon? Is it ill, he asked the question.
Gu Qingpei yawned: "No, it's just a bit tired recently. I lost my sleep, so I took a sleeping pill and slept till now."
Why frown? "Gu, what's the matter with you? The state seems to be very poor."
Gu Qingpei was silent for a moment: "... I left."
"what?"
Gu Qingpei sighed softly: "Where are you?"
"I'm ... my house is being renovated. I'm staying in a hotel now." Why can't he react for a while, and Gu Qingpei leaves again?
"You come to my house and accompany me to the bar."
Why not hesitate: "Okay."
Gu Qingpei said the address, why he turned the car heading to his house.
Why did you come to Gu Qingpei's house for the first time? It is a very well-located area, all of which are large units. It seems that Gu Qingpei's accumulation in these years is really rich.
He took the elevator upstairs and rang the doorbell.
The doorbell rang for a long time before anyone came to open the door.
Gu Qingpei didn't wear glasses, and her hair was cluttered on the side of his face. He looked several years younger than usual. He was surprised. He had never seen Gu Qingpei's decadence.
"Come, come in." Gu Qingpei yawned again. "I'm sorry, let you see this picture."
"Gu Gu, are you unwell?"
Gu Qingpei smiled bitterly: "It's okay, there's nothing wrong with it." He went to the refrigerator and took a few bottles of beer, tossed them for whatever reason.
Why took the beer and put it down: "Did you eat?"
"No."
"I'll make something to eat. Let's eat and drink."
Gu Qingpei fell to the sofa and said dullly, "Good reads ;."
Why can't help but look at Gu Qingpei for a few more times. Gu Qingpei is really shocking. It must be a very troublesome thing.
Why went into the kitchen and looked at it, the refrigerator was almost empty, and finally he reluctantly found out a few ingredients and cooked two bowls of hot noodles.
He came to the restaurant with his face to his face, and saw that Gu Qingpei had washed his face, fixed his hair, and put on his glasses. With some steady Sven on a weekday, the thick dark circles made him look tired.
Gu Qingpei smiled at himself: "Don't tell me what I look like today."
"No." Why put noodles in front of Gu Qingpei, "I guess you haven't eaten for a long time."
Gu Qingpei nodded, grabbed chopsticks, and ate it bit by bit.
Why take the chopsticks in one hand, open the pull ring of the beer with one hand, and take a sip: "General Manager Gu, you are very worrying."
Gu Qingpei grabbed the beer and touched him: "Relax, life, there are always ups and downs, I can regulate myself."
"What the happened? Aren't your bosses appreciative of you, haven't you done a good job."
Gu Qingpei stiffened, put down the beer, and suddenly smiled: "I slept the boss's son and was discovered by him." He couldn't stop laughing.
Why did he stare? "Yuan, Yuan Xuan?" He remembered the man who was tall and arrogant and arrogant.
Gu Qingpei, and Yuan Yuan? !!
Gu Qingpei nodded and smiled: "It's incredible, in fact, he's not the type I like at all, the type I like is ... well, just like Zhuang Jieyu, the thin white face, why should I be with him ... … It's all evil. "
Why some people don't know what to say, he is really poor, he wants to give Gu Qingpei a thumbs up. The former eldest son has been in contact twice. It feels like a master who will be beaten if you look at him more. What should he care about Qing Pei? Ye Gao is bold?
Gu Qingpei didn't care why he said or didn't say, he drank bite by bite, apparently his heart was already upset.
Why do you think with ridicule, the same is leaving, which one of him and Gu Qingpei is more embarrassing? It's him, he's in the newspaper. He was silent for a moment and asked, "What are your plans for the next?"
Gu Qingpei shook his head blankly: "I don't know yet. Why do you feel embarrassed about your affairs? I didn't expect to be able to stay with myself."
"Nothing, who would have expected it, I didn't think about it, I just wanted to take a break and relax."
"I plan to return to my hometown tomorrow." Gu Qingpei smiled lightly. "With my parents ... I haven't had a long vacation for a long time."
"Gu Gu, don't think too much about it. Talents like you aren't rushed to be grabbed wherever they go."
"I hope so." Gu Qingpei shook the beer can. "However, if I cannot find a suitable job, I will probably start my own business. Maybe this is also an opportunity for me to make up my own mind. Why, if I've stabilized, and you haven't had a good place yet, I still hope to work with you. "
Why nodded: "Okay, that's all." 2k novel reading network