"I can--

bury the past, bury yourself

Bury cowardice, leave nothing behind"

In the restaurant, the TV on the lobby wall is playing the latest episode of The Song.

It’s not as good as those resplendent and high-end places, but the decoration is clean and comfortable. It’s a time-honored restaurant not far from the song building. It serves simple western food and light coffee, which is very popular among office workers around.

The main reason for choosing the location here is that it is very close to the song building.

In the seats on the inner side of the corridor, the men are dignified and alienated, and the coldness that can't be wiped off from the whole body is like a crescent moon high in the sky, which can't be picked, let alone touched.

His bony hands were lazily resting on the table, holding a stack of documents, but he didn't look at the paper, but raised his cold eyes slightly, his handsome and deep face stared at the face on the screen, flashed unexpectedly I'm at a loss.

The half-black and half-red roses are swayingly beautiful, but they are not half as beautiful as the young man surrounded by many flowers.

Exquisite and beautiful facial features, white skin like jade, the soul-stirring expression between eyebrows and eyes, the extreme provocation of top-notch beauty, but I exude charm without knowing it, with a pure and clear face.

The voice is provocative, the dance is even more beautiful and coquettish, and the white and slender waist is barely exposed.

The slender and pale finger bones tightened slightly.

He is not a temperament that can be easily deceived by beauty.

only……

What really made his heart tighten, and he let his eyes follow the boy uncontrollably,
It was a sudden and unspeakable sense of familiarity.

It's hard to describe, as if the empty heart was suddenly filled, the long-dry desert came with precious rain, and the empty shells of the living dead who had been wandering for a long time found their lost souls...

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! The recording over there was delayed for a few minutes, and in the end, I missed the taxi during the rush hour—"

The boy in black and white sports uniform trotted all the way, the baseball cap on his head didn't cover the messy hair from the wind and dust, and he took off his mask, revealing that shockingly beautiful face.

It was a strange feeling.

The person who was still on the screen one second, seemed to be standing in front of him in the next second, as if across the distance of time and space.

Fu Zhijin froze in place in a flash.

Xu Shi ran in a hurry, and his porcelain white delicate face was flushed with panting. When he spoke, his white teeth were slightly opened, and he breathed gently, breathing steadily, his naturally red lips became even more rosy.

The real person is thousands of times more beautiful than the carefully made-up appearance on the stage.

"It's okay, I just arrived too." Fu Zhijin slowed down his voice, seemingly expressing relief, but in fact, only he himself knew how turbulent his heart was at the moment.

With a light Adam's apple, Fu Zhijin said in a calm voice, "What would you like to drink?"

"White water is good. I need to protect my throat when recording songs recently." Gu Nanci said casually, like a hamster unloading his cargo, he took off his hat, took off his coat, and took out a small handbag.

Originally, the cover of loose clothes could not be seen, but after taking it off, Fu Zhijin discovered it.

The young man was terribly thin, as weak and thin as a piece of paper, with a faint trace of sickly paleness.

Fu Zhijin ordered two glasses of water.

"For you." Gu Nanci put the handbag on the table, pushed it in front of the man, and said solemnly: "Thank you for coming here specially, otherwise our show this time will really be over!"

While talking, Gu Nanci concealed the surprise in his eyes.

Wow!

At the beginning, I was struggling with the Wish Music Festival, and I only thought that this person was really easy to talk and had a nice voice after talking on the phone.

I didn't know we met.

so handsome! ! !
The man was wearing a tailor-made custom suit and a low-key luxury watch on his wrist. He had handsome features, sharp edges and corners, and a pair of deep and sharp eyes that could see through people's hearts. His cold and detached silence gave people a strong sense of oppression. .

Even though he has been in the entertainment industry for two lifetimes, he has met eight hundred handsome guys if not a thousand.

But compared with this man, it pales in comparison.

However, anyone with a discerning eye can see that this Mr. Fu must have a different identity.

As soon as she entered the store, she could feel the irresistible aura of nobility. It was the aura of aristocrats that she had mixed into the top aristocratic circle in her previous life, and she was even more unassuming than that group of people from aristocratic families.

Such a big shot, willing to meet and talk to her about such a trivial matter, is really condescending with such a good temper.

Gu Nanci was even more grateful in his heart. He just felt that he should be considerate of the precious time of such a big boss and not delay him too much. He hurriedly said, "Don't worry, I won't trouble you for a long time. Let's start now?"

Who knows, the man took the gift and said slowly, "It's okay."

As he spoke, he even opened the small bag and was stunned for a moment,

"This is……?"

"Ah, this is the first batch of prototypes for my show, just delivered." Gu Nanci said frankly with hesitation.

to be frank.

Giving gifts is the blue star thinking of her previous life. After all, she helped herself, so it's not easy to meet empty-handed and think about meaning.

However, they didn't know each other well, so they answered a phone call directly, and they didn't have any account information on the person on the Internet, and they didn't have any desire to cater or appreciate them.

In an emergency, I brought a set of MC peripheral gift boxes that I and Yunqi had just made from the song, which contained two custom-made dolls and some stickers.

no way.

The poor ghost of a company, all her money has been used as investigation funds for Song Zhixian and Fang Liang, and this is the only one that can be given away.

Put it in the circle of fans, this is a priceless treasure,

However, the second he saw Fu Zhijin, the client of his wish, he suddenly felt that he didn't want to do anything.

Such a big guy.

Putting it together with a doll or something is against harmony...

Unexpectedly, the man took it without hesitation.

And... really interested, let's play carefully!
Fu Zhijin saw the Q version of Gu Nanci's doll at a glance, took it out and looked carefully at it in the palm of his hand.

The dolls are all exaggerated. Duang has a big head and is fluffy to the touch. The clothes are in that sporty style, which is also the one for playing songs today.

Now, not only sitting in front of the screen through the screen, but also placed in his hands.

Fu Zhijin lowered his eyes, and a faint smile appeared in his cold and unwavering eyes, and said in a low and hoarse voice, "very cute."

Gu Nanci: "..."

However, although.

There is nothing cute about plush dolls.

... The boss is actually a plush fan? ? ?
No matter how you look at it, how do you feel that this connection and the dignified and indifferent image of the rich and powerful who raised their hands just now have collapsed and disappeared.

Gu Nanci was silent: "Uh... as long as you like it."

respect.

And fortunately, some will be given away next time.

Fu Zhijin glanced at the other things in the bag, put them aside, still holding the villain of Gu Nanci in his hand.

Just when Gu Nanci thought he was finally going to get down to business.

But the man's voice was low and deliberate, as if he had hesitated for a long time and finally made up his mind.

Staring at Gu Nanci with bottomless eyes, he asked slowly:

"We... have known each other before?"

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