Bai Yueguang Breaks Up Everyday

Jingtong Airport is a 4F-class airport and the busiest airport in the capital. There are more than 60 domestic and foreign airlines stationed, and the passenger throughput reaches hundreds of millions. It is like a rigorous, precise, and somewhat cold island, which never makes mistakes, sending travelers to all sides.

On a very normal day, in a very normal morning, a riot broke out at Jingtong Airport.

The manager found the clues and dispatched airport security personnel to take control of the field.

The staff of the monitoring team talked restrainedly.

"Isn't this the big star?"

"Yes, yes, I saw it in a variety show a few days ago."

"It's the top streamer who likes black fans."

"This is the only one who is in love with black fans, and there is no other branch."

"Me too, I was stupid at the time, so impressive."

People at the scene huddled and whispered.

"Rang, let me, I can't see it!"

"What's wrong?"

"Fuck it, is it acting? My brother is crying miserably."

"It seems to be breaking up."

"What? Are you crazy?!"

Someone started the live broadcast, all of which were screened by me.

"Are there any representatives from the early class to sum up? What's the matter?!"

"Ahhhh, my brother Shenxian is crying!!!"

"Will it be the promotion of the new play? I'm very cocoa for the beauty of the entertainment industry."

"That young lady in front is so Q, is it a ponytail endorsement haha."

"No, no, it's toffee endorsement! My brother's mouth is red from eating!!!"

"Fogweed! No, that little ponytail is my brother and girlfriend!"

"Come closer, I can't see what I said!!!"

The pony tail of the live footage wandered around.

She turned around.

The huge floor-to-ceiling windows of the airport were full of bright blue, reflecting the distance between the two.

Three meters away.

An indifferent, blunt, public distance of ineffective communication.

Zhou Can read this miscellaneous book before and said that there are four kinds of distances in interpersonal communication, close distance, personal distance, social distance and public distance.

The intimate distance is within 15 cm.

The little boy in love is self-willed and conceited. He scoffs at this set of rules of communication. He personally redefines his communication distance.

The closest thing is negative distance.

In his body, in his nerves, in every emotion, he felt her passionately and madly.

But right now, the people who used to be at a negative distance, the people who used to be intimate, are so far away from him.

It's really far.

He stretched out his arms and couldn't touch her.

Tears flooded the summer light.

His kingdom was foggy.

The surrounding world turned into shadows, black, gray, white, all dark.

The contours of her face also rendered misty.

He couldn't see her expression and eyes clearly.

He was panicked.

"I, I beg you for the last time."

The younger brother cried suppressedly.

He also wanted to speak cruelly, but his tears did not keep up, and the big beads fell like beads.

"You **** left today, I don't love you anymore, I'm going to be bad, and be nice to many, many girls."

With tears raging, she raised her hand.

His nerves are tense.

The hand shook in mid-air.

"Bye-Bye."

The sound landed clearly.

The audience was silent.

She is like a swimming fish, swimming easily out of her fish tank.

Leave him alone.

The blood seemed to freeze in an instant.

From June 24 to July 20, his first love survived for 27 days, 648 hours, and 38,880 minutes.

Not as short as the time of a cicada.

And he was completely lost in love during this one second.

Zhou Can didn't know how she got on the plane.

He seemed to cry so much that his eyes were red and he couldn't see the way.

He seemed to be overwhelmed by the crowd.

He seemed to be stepped on the back of his hand.

Yes, the hand was stepped on.

why?

He slowly lowered his head, looked at the red and swollen back of his hand, and fell into a long period of dullness.

It went crazy online.

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The animated picture of the younger brother crying and picking up toffee became popular all over the Internet, and it went out of the circle.

Even passers-by who are not in the fan circle or chasing stars are asking, who is this fairy brother?

The younger brother in the **** map out of the circle grows brutally with thick eyebrows, and his bones are naturally cold, giving people a very strong sense of oppression, but his squatting posture is well-behaved, forming a sharp contrast with his own aura. I saw him with his snow-white neck hanging down. When the tears rolled down, his arms stretched out, picking up the toffee scattered around one by one.

A huge crowd followed him. Someone was anxious to take a picture. Very close to him, one raised his foot and stepped on the cold white back of his hand.

"Yes, I'm sorry!"

The apology drowned the noise.

He seemed to have heard it, and he didn't seem to have heard it. He loosened his palm, and inside was a sugar-coated golden monkey toffee.

He was startled.

The light from the floor-to-ceiling windows ran through my younger brother's black hair, his skin seemed to be transparent, and even tears were shining brightly.

The canteen was full of voices. When the same senior sister pushed this animated picture to the weak, she felt unbelievable and raised her voice, "Are you really divided with Zhou Can?"

The small fish **** in the weak chopsticks rolled back into the plate with a sound.

I was frightened by the roar of the Hedong Lion.

The next door, the next room, and the next room have their ears pricked up.

"Yes, it's divided."

On the contrary, the parties were quite calm.

The elder sister scratched her head and couldn't think of the reason, "How can you give up points? The younger brother, who is handsome and rich, is also devoted to you." She asked hesitantly, "Is he not the average size?"

As weak as he watched, the meatball he had just picked up was ashamed by the words of tiger and wolf.

"He is the ideal template." The kind that can be used as a textbook.

Except for some aspects, the little green tea fairy was quite satisfied with this little ex, and did not speak ill of him without conscience.

And the senior sister was so weak and led to the gutter, showing sympathetic eyes.

"You are indeed a little different in height."

So weak: "..."

"We didn't break up because of that." She explained, "It's too clingy and I have a strong desire for control. I can't stand it anymore. I ran away quickly before the murder occurred."

It's not worth it if you fall in love with a small life.

So weak and not battered physique.

So the task of saving the darkened male protagonist should be left to other girls.

The senior sister choked.

Are you sure you are not showing off?

The attitude of the little junior sister is too free and easy, and she is not at a sad level with her younger brother. The senior sister doesn't know whether to sympathize with the weak or younger brother.

I always feel that the latter is even worse.

The elder sister had to euphemistically remind her to be so weak, "You still play less on mobile phones these days."

Netizens are estimated to be able to curse the younger sister to autism.

But so weak and very firm, "Impossible, I live and die in the same hole with my machine, and death can't separate us."

Of course, crossing can be done.

The senior sister was very helpless, "I didn't mean that, I asked you to watch less, so what, entertainment news."

The weak surface promised well, and turned around to read the entertainment news.

Except for scolding her, there is no other good thing to do.

However, accounts that are as weak as [Grab a Known, Fried and Eat] accounted for tens of millions of traffic in this day.

[It's **** outrageous: I rely on it! My fairy brother is crying! Do you **** look back and see what will happen, rush to reincarnate?]

[It’s hot, let this woman take a dog: Woman, what’s the matter, you’ll run away after eating my brother, right?]

[Knowing the online practice for recombination: ooh, you have no heart, no heart, no heart]

[Group debt collection: did the sisters come to collect debts together]

[This candy has gone bad: Go with you! It's true that our brother's family has no one! 】

She is so weak to think that so many people are thinking about her all night, and she is very pleased that her black powder career has finally ushered in a blowout development!

Merit value is at your fingertips, and there is a little black pig in your arms. What can be better than this?

The weaker sleeps more soundly.

Mr. Fan did not dare to sleep this night.

After Zhou Can went back to the dormitory without saying a word, he went to take a shower. After a long time, they rushed in and they were already dizzy.

The youngest seldom gets sick, but he gets sick all his life.

The high temperature is 40.5℃, and the situation is particularly dangerous.

After tossing in the middle of the night, my body temperature dropped to 39.0°C.

Everyone finally put a snack.

However, in the morning, when Han Xi, who was in bed with her, woke up, she disappeared.

Zhou Can went through the discharge procedures by herself without notifying anyone.

He took the flight back to Zhou's ancestral home for nearly two hours.

The beads of sweat on his forehead kept slipping, Zhou Can's face turned pale, and he was holding the blanket, but his lips were bitten red with deep tooth marks.

He wants to go home.

He wants to see grandpa.

Grandpa's romantic love history is so powerful, there must be a way.

There must be a way to get her back to her side.

Zhou Can got off the plane, his mask made him groggy.

Someone was photographing him, someone was calling him, he relied on instinct to hurriedly throw away this group of people.

In the evening of July, a clear warm wind was blowing in Tongque Hutong, enveloping the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus, but he only felt the cold, and the chill penetrated his bones. The high fever made his limbs limp, and his head seemed to be cut apart from his body. Even the cold and heat were cut open, half cold and half hot.

Grandpa, grandpa, help me.

Zhou Can was groggy, walking weightlessly, and stumbled on the threshold.

There were fine pieces of porcelain on the ground. He hadn't cleaned it yet. He cut his hand and blood was flowing everywhere.

The laughter in the courtyard came to his ears.

It's noisy and harsh.

Zhou Can heard his grandfather's generous and gentle voice.

"Xiancai, this is your second brother and second sister-in-law."

"Second brother and sister-in-law!"

"Good, good! What a good boy! Come, give you a red envelope! I have suffered you, my child, just go home!"

"Thank you Ersao!"

... Fairy material?

Who is this?

Zhou Can rubbed against Chuhuamen with her back, her face was hot and her fingers were bloody.

He poked his head vigorously, trying to pull out this person from the memory.

Being separated by a wall, Mr. Zhou sighed and sighed, "Xiancai's mother is not easy, telling me, pulling him up, and then sending him to study abroad, if not for this grave sweeping, we father and son would not know what we can meet, good luck what."

Zhou Can has a dry throat.

Oh, I see, it's a rich and colorful history of grandpa's romantic love.

It's a son.

The youngest son.

But why is it called Xiancai?

Why is there only one word difference from his name? Isn't it really here to respond to him deliberately?

Zhou Can once again remembered that he ran away from home at the age of fifteen.

Grandpa discussed it with him, and made him feignly angry and ran away.

What did you say at that time?

The old man Zhou said solemnly, "Xiannu, you inherited 80% of your grandfather’s shares. Since you were a child, you have been a thorn in everyone’s eyes. You will be an adult in three years. Grandpa is very worried about what accidents will happen to you here. Go outside to avoid the wind. When you come back when you are an adult, when the dust settles, they dare not do anything to you."

He believed it.

Trusted thoroughly.

This rhetoric became full of loopholes after his youngest son appeared.

Zhou Can has been in the entertainment industry for almost four years, what weird thing hasn't been seen before? He didn't believe that the youngest son was accidentally bumped into by a grave sweeper. This stepping position is so precise, I'm afraid he would have known it a long time ago. Elder Zhou put his little son outside and raised it with great care, but let his little eldest grandson resist all ghosts and sprites for their father and son.

He used to be pleased with his grandfather's importance, but now he thinks about it, it would be more accurate to replace it with "to kill".

He held him high, cultivated an arrogant and arrogant young master temperament, offended people who should not be offended, and then, justifiably, pave the way for his younger son.

Zhou Can got the first place in the high school entrance examination, but the old man Zhou felt that he was a big fan and asked him to forbear it for the time being.

In order to inherit the Zhou family smoothly, he abandoned his studies and abandoned the college entrance examination.

Because of the expectations of the old man at home, he did everything he could and gave up everything he could.

As for the things that couldn't be figured out before, Zhou Can figured it out.

Why did those young ladies insult him unscrupulously after having grandpa backing?

Why did he warn those guys, some people would chew their tongues in front of the weak, and even bought a box of Pluto joss sticks back to anger him.

Why did the clan elders in front of the ancestral hall dare to risk being hostile to him and not hesitate to offend the future helm?

Those old people live by Zhou Jiayin. Except for a bunch of vain titles, there is no real estate in their pockets. How hard can their waists be?

Ah.

It's self-evident who instructed.

Zhou Can lowered her eyes and raised her palm.

Small tiles are inserted into the flesh, white and red.

How sad he should be.

From birth, it is not expected or cherished.

Is he too shameless, how can he take the name Zhou Can, how can he be star-studded, comparable to Yinhe.

He actually wanted to think that someone among the thousands of stars would prefer his imperfect and weird bunch.

The wings traveled through the clouds of the night.

The boy seemed to be sluggish, his head softly propped on the porthole, his eyes forgot to blink.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the plane has landed at Jingtong Airport and the outside temperature is 28°C..."

Jingtong Airport, 23:58, 28℃.

His temperature is 39.1°C.

Power 9%.

Hot, pain, grievance, collapse.

The cold sweat soaked through the black T-shirt, he held his knees, gasping for breath, the light above his head was also dizzy, and his eyes were scorched.

Zhou Canqiang resisted the nausea in his stomach and walked out of the crowded airport with difficulty.

The taxi master drove him to Zhida.

Electricity is 7%.

Her apartment is nearby.

A tree is a tree, and a person is a person.

Every road is a twin brother.

The younger brother who had a high fever went around the night market two rounds and got lost.

He stared at the surroundings in confusion. Nearby was the construction project of a real estate. It was remote and desolate, and the moonlight was silent, as if drowning in the rot of waste tires.

Power 4%.

He made the last call.

beep. beep. beep.

Power 2%.

The boy's eyelashes are long and slender, like a sleeping deer under the moonlight.

Electricity is 0%.

He was still begging, "Sister, I'm lost, are you still coming to pick me up."