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Reunion｜Two-way redemption｜Reunion after a long separation｜HE
[Beautiful celebrity x second-generation film critic]
Gu Fang, the leader of the Junlin Group, has outstanding looks and sharp methods. He has many suitors but no regular female companion.
People in the industry said that they were afraid that it would be difficult for the hidden beauty in the golden house to show up.
Until late one night, a group of paparazzi candid videos quietly climbed to the top of the hot search:
In the picture, the lights of the small bungalow flickered and the curtains were half-covered. The woman raised her face slightly, put her arms on his shoulders, and was kissed by Gu Fang until she was breathless.
As soon as the video came out, the popularity quickly rose.
That night, #Gu canary# quickly became the number one hot search topic.
The comment section was full of negative comments:
[It's just a canary, it won't last a few months. ]
[No wonder the resources are so good recently, it turns out that I got them by sleeping. ]
[Gu Fang will get rid of her sooner or later, just wait and see]
Public opinions abounded, and the second half of the secretly filmed video was anonymously released.
The atmosphere suddenly changed. Ji Yu struggled to take half a step back. His eyes turned red. He raised his hand and slapped Gu Fang without hesitation. The crisp sound was especially obvious in the video.
It made people take a breath.
Netizen: She is going to be finished.
But Gu Fang's expression in the camera was not gloomy at all. Instead, he stretched out his hand to put the hitting hand into his palm, rubbed her red skin with his fingertips and whispered softly: "It's all red. Does it hurt? Are you still angry?"
Netizen: ... Isn't it a very harsh approach? It's definitely p, I don't believe it.
Small theater:
At the "Floating Life" movie promotion conference, Ji Yu won the penalty of "calling the latest contact".
It was supposed to be an arranged call to a friend in the circle.
But he was cut off by the newly lit gray profile picture the next second: Ji Xiaoyu, where did you throw my tie last night?
Ji Yu had no choice but to call Gu Fang.
Before he could say anything, a man's lazy and hoarse voice came from the other end of the phone, "Let's not talk about the tie for now. Ji Xiaoyu, can you first explain who painted the fake watch on my wrist?"
Moderator: I dare not speak, as if I have eaten something big.
Ji Yu held his forehead: Shut up...
The trending search exploded.
What kind of strange taste is it that I can listen to?
What! What tie! I want to listen!
But he called her Xiaoyu~
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There is no real prototype in the former campus and the latter city
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Everyone in Nanwan No. 2 Middle School said that Liang Jinyue had a good life - he was bright-looking, came from a family of doctors, and had a cheerful personality. Even if his grades were bad, some people would tell him the truth.
Only one person knows how many thorns and thorns are hidden under that flowery road that everyone admires:
Every day that I can breathe, I am forced to move forward, work hard, and work hard again. Fighting for her parents' ridiculous dreams.
She was afraid of thunder and exams, afraid of being locked up in the mediation room and beaten, and afraid of being left alone in the room.
She doesn't want to be a doctor, and she doesn't really want to live.
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Zhou Lucuan has never worried about anything in his life. The eldest young master comes from a distinguished family, has a good appearance and has excellent grades, but he is merciless in receiving love letters.
Only Liang Jin made him worry more. She was like a vase that could break at any time. She had no vitality and was full of gaps.
They appeared at the beginning of each other's lives, but separated before entering the adult world together.
Over the past seven years, Liang Jinyue sent him countless emails, but Zhou Luchuan would not reply to any of them.
In those difficult days when she needed someone to talk to and someone to accompany her, Zhou Luchuan no longer took care of her.
Liang Jinyue thought that her fate with Zhou Luchuan might only end here.
Until one day, Zhou Lucuan appeared at the door of the small bungalow without any warning and rang the doorbell. Her hair covers her eyebrows and her emotions cannot be seen clearly.
"Why are you here?"
"Moving."
Liang Jinyue felt speechless in disbelief. He looked at him with wide eyes. He was stunned for a long time before speaking: "This... Seems to be my home."
Zhou Lucuan nodded and squeezed through the door: "Yes, let's move."
The two looked at each other silently, the air like a window separating them through the glass but making their sight blurry.
One second, two seconds, three seconds.
Zhou Lucuan was the first to look away and sighed in surrender: "Liang Jinyue."
He asked: "Do you still want me?"
Intention: Just take a step towards me
