After I made a biography for my scumbag ex, I was on fire

Chapter 30 Surprise

As a result, Lu Yuan, who was separated from each other, watched the two laughing, side by side, out of the S blog, and went forward together.

"Follow."

"Ah? Aren't you going to S Bo?"

The surrogate driver who had just pulled on the handbrake was in a daze, not knowing who Jin wanted him to follow.

"The students, did you see that, follow them..."

"Oh, that can't be done, sir, look, there is a pedestrian path ahead, and motor vehicles are prohibited."

Lu Yuan: ...

There was no other way, Lu Yuan, who was inconvenient to move, had to bear the pain and got out of the car by himself.

Putting on sunglasses, he followed Mu Song and the others not too far away, and followed them all the way to the Qiaogong Garden, which is where Bai Xu said, the 600-year-old stage.

The Qiaogong Garden, in addition to the 600-year-old stage, also has the title of the best garden in the world, which can be called the representative of ancient Chinese gardens.

Therefore, as a must-visit scenic spot in S City, when Mu Song came to visit six years ago, it was inevitable that he went there to check in.

Therefore, walking into the garden again, experiencing the long time and changing people and affairs, but the scenery in front of him is the same as six years ago.

"Brother Mu Song, have you ever been to Qiaogong Garden?"

Bai Xu's voice sounded at the right time, interrupting Mu Song's memories and the emotions caused by it.

"Well, I came here by myself in the spring six years ago."

"The spring six years ago? When was it? Maybe we've met each other!"

Bai Xu smiled and was very interested, as if he really wanted to prove whether the fate between them had already been formed before he knew it.

"How can there be such a coincidence?"

Mu Song didn't believe in evil.

"Besides, how old were you six years ago? 12 years old? You haven't developed yet. Even if you saw it, you wouldn't recognize it."

Bai Xu: ...

Although he didn't like Mu Song to talk about his age the most, Bai Xu still had the patience to be patient and persuasive.

"You can't recognize me, but I can recognize you, brother Mu Song. Six years ago, you shouldn't be much different from now!"

six years ago?

Bai Xu's words dragged Mu Song back into his memories.

Six years ago, he was indeed not much different in appearance, but his mood was more than a little bit different.

In February and April, his college classmates, whether they were taking the postgraduate entrance examination or finding a job, basically, the dust settled.

At this time of year, the spring is just right, and quasi-social people in relaxed suits are desperately trying to catch the "tail of youth".

So, we met in twos and threes to go to the great rivers and mountains of the motherland, and take a once-in-a-lifetime graduation trip.

And he, for four years in college, three and a half years, has been entangled with Lu Yuan, and he really has no friendship with his classmates, so it doesn't make sense to go on a trip together at this time.

But Lu Yuan...

Boss Lu, who was busier than the Prime Minister, rejected him straight away, as expected, and even mocked him by the way.

"If you can't study well, travel, it's quite positive."

Even though he was used to Lu Yuan's poisonous tongue, this time, Mu Song was stabbed severely.

Yes, in the four years of college, he didn't study hard, and became a poor student who "didn't do his job" in Lu Yuan's eyes, but he couldn't be blamed for this.

If it wasn't for his dead ghost father who secretly changed his wish to the economic engineering of Z University, Mu Song would definitely be able to enter the Chinese Department of B University, which he dreamed of.

In that way, he will definitely cherish his youth and become the most diligent top student.

Of course, if this is the case, he will never meet Lu Yuan.

Will you regret it?

At the moment when he was stabbed, Mu Song thought bitterly, it would be impossible!

If he hadn't met this friend, he wouldn't have descended into the dust, just to bloom a flower and make him smile.

What's even more tragic is that even if he tried his best, he bloomed a red flower with his heart and soul, and held it in front of Lu Yuan graciously.

What Bo came to was not a knowing smile, but ladle after ladle of cold water, which made him feel cold both physically and mentally.

Therefore, six years ago, when Mu Song visited Qiaogong Garden, his mood was like the rain in the Qingming Festival. The three springs are over, but there is still the coldness of the late spring.

As the saying goes, "feel the time and splash tears*".

Mu Song, who was in a cold mood, saw that the pavilions were lonely, the pavilions were desolate, and even the white magnolia trees in full bloom in the garden were bleak like a winter plum.

Who knows, six years and a blink of an eye, time flies.

The current Mu Song is no longer in the mood of that time. Seeing this Qiaogong Garden, it is full of scenery everywhere, and there is affection at every step.

"Brother Mu Song, turn back!"

Mu Song was standing in a small corner courtyard, carefully looking at the wisteria flower hundreds of years ago, when he heard someone calling him, he turned his head following the sound.

"Crack."

Through the stone window, Bai Xu took a picture of the moment when he suddenly turned his head, and ran over excitedly, showing Mu Song as if offering a treasure.

"Look, Brother Mu Song! Isn't my photography skills not bad?"

Looking at the photo with just the right portrait and atmosphere, Mu Song gave a thumbs up without hesitation.

"Not bad? It's absolutely amazing!"

"Haha, of course, the main reason is that Brother Mu Song is good-looking, and it's good to take any photo!"

Looking at Bai Xu's slightly red face, Mu Song thought that the child had grown up and understood business, so he aggravated the approval in his eyes.

"It's still up to the photographer! I remember that when I came here last time, I met a young couple. No matter how the boy took pictures, his girlfriend was not satisfied.

Just in the rain, I tossed and tossed for more than an hour. In the end, I couldn't take a photo that the girl liked, and even got angry with the boy...

Tsk tsk, I feel sorry for that boy. "

"What's so pitiful about that? It's normal for his girlfriend to be unhappy. There's nothing wrong with it."

"Ah? You young people, are you all so spoiled now?"

"Of course! The one you finally chased after, of course you should pamper him well!

Besides, brother Mu Song, haven't you heard a sentence on the Internet? 'The you that the subject photographs is the you in his eyes. '

Boyfriends take pictures of themselves ugly, of course girls are not happy. "

Mu Song: ...

Mu Song, who had never heard this sentence before, had to sigh with emotion that poisonous chicken soup for love is really harmful.

Obviously logically illogical, but at first glance, it makes sense.

And following the train of thought, diverging downwards, if the subject never sees himself in the camera, does it mean that he doesn't see you at all?

Regardless of whether this theory is valid on others, Mu Song feels that it is definitely applicable to Lu Yuan.

Mu Song likes to take pictures, but to take pictures of other people or scenery instead of being taken by others.

Therefore, every time he went out, Lu Yuan never took the initiative to take pictures of him, nor did he take a group photo, and Mu Song didn't think there was anything wrong.

Until, three years ago, during a certain cleaning, he found a photo album from the deepest part of the cabinet.

The dark green velvet cover looks like a hardcover book, and in the lower right corner, there are two gold-plated fonts, which look a bit like Lu Yuan's handwriting.

"Our story".

These days, photos are all electronic. Except for wedding photos, few people print them out, let alone assemble them into a book, which is so sensationally named "Our Story".

Mu Song, who has not yet opened the album, has a vague premonition that the content inside will definitely make him feel uncomfortable again.

At that time, he had been with Lu Yuan for seven years and had experienced various bumps and bumps. Mu Song thought that he had developed a certain resistance.

Therefore, driven by curiosity, he still opened the "Ourstory" that was well treasured.

Mu Song originally thought that no matter what he saw, the self at that moment would be able to smile away calmly.

Unexpectedly, he was completely overwhelmed by Liu Di's handsome and striking portraits.

Liu Di in the photo is much prettier than what Mu Song usually sees.

Because, most of the photos and shooting angles are only used by celebrities when they take photos.

Intentionally or not, focus on the most outstanding facial features on the face, which will not only improve the overall appearance, but also create an inexplicable sense of atmosphere.

With such superb technology and intentions, if you didn't read the signature, you would think it was the work of a professional photographer.

But with such a bright "ByY", how can Mu Song deceive himself?

Lu Yuan not only paid for each photo, but also carefully wrote down the year and location of the photo.

From the age of 13, to...

When turning to the last page, Mu Song was quite nervous.

He was actually very scared, the date he saw was too new, so he would no longer be able to perform self-hypnosis - Lu Yuan had already put Liu Di down.

Therefore, when Mu Song saw the year at a glance, he was greatly relieved.

Fortunately, seven years ago.

At that time they were just getting together, it was normal for Lu Yuan to have Liu Di in his heart...

Mu Song was consoling himself not without joy, but then, when his eyes passed over the specific month and place, even though Ah Q was on his body, Mu Song couldn't be overjoyed.

That was, Lu Yuan disappeared for a month and three days because he broke the gift from Liu Di.

His eyes stopped at the self-portrait of the couple in front of Caimathorn, Mu Song smiled silently, but his eyes were wet when he smiled.

It turned out that they were together and laughed so happily during the month of his torment and suffering...

Mu Song was in so much pain that he couldn't silently swallow this "surprise discovery" as he had done countless times before, pretending nothing happened.

So, that night, in the duplex where they lived together, an unprecedented violent conflict broke out.

"Is there something wrong with you? It happened seven years ago. What are you doing with me now?"

"Oh, yes, it's been seven years, why do you still hide this photo like a treasure?"

"This is my thing, is it in your way? You want to take care of it?!"

"This thing is at home, and it invades our common space. Why doesn't it hinder me?"

Lu Yuan, who was busy from morning to night, was dazed by the quarrel, and just wanted to end the fight quickly, so he spoke harsh words again under anger.

"Home? Common space? Can you say it?"

As Lu Yuan wished, when these words came out, Mu Song did indeed silence, and the furious emotions just now disappeared suddenly, as if they had never appeared before.

However, that night, Mu Song packed the quilt and moved into the guest room for a month.

It wasn't until Lu Yuan finally came back to his senses, half coaxing and half coercing them back to their double bed, that this conflict, on the surface, came to an end.

At that time, Lu Yuan was secretly surprised, but Mu Song was really calm this time. The length of the cold war directly broke the record, but he didn't really take it seriously, let alone talk to Mu Song.

He thought that after being together for seven or eight years, there was really no point in arguing over such a trivial matter.

Coax it, let's go.

Little did they know, it was this dispute that made Mu Song seriously think for the first time——

Whether this relationship was a mistake from the very beginning, and whether it is necessary to continue...

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The author has something to say:

Lu Yuan: Woooooo... Don't cry my wife, I feel so bad.../Hug

Bai Xu: Get out!Scumbag, you poked the knife and hurt the person, how big of a face is it to pretend to be distressed here? / I'm still here to hug my brother

Mu Song: ...No need, I can hug myself tightly.

Lu Yuan: Wife, so you have been trying to dump me since three years ago.../Innocent, weak and wronged

Mu Song: No.

Lu Yuan:! ! ! /Happy; But, that's what the code word said. /nervous

Mu Song: There is a bug in her plot, she obviously started thinking about it when she bought a house in City S...

Lu Yuan: .../The scumbag cries

Zhizhi: It's over, I have a hunch that you will be asked to BE by the little angels of readers again.

Lu Yuan: Woooooo... Isn't it all your fault? ? ?stepmother!

Zhi Zhi: ...Although you are very white-eyed, but not changing your attack is Ma Ma's last love for you.

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Feeling the Time, Splashing Tears: From Du Fu's "Spring Hope"