The rain curtain enveloped the entire Shanghai South Station, and the passengers were passing by in a hurry. Li Dian and Lai Yang stood at the entrance with a black umbrella, which caused many passengers to look puzzled.

"Hello, friends and friends, the D305 train from Shanghai to Hangzhou is about to depart. Please invite friends and friends..."

It was not until the departure prompt came from the waiting hall that Lai Yang came to his senses. He knew that Song Wen was really leaving.

They announced their marriage not long ago, but who would have thought that love would reach this point in the blink of an eye.

The only love in the world is the most unique. When it comes, it may cause mountains and earth to collapse because of a word of hello, and will never stop until death.

But when it left, it could not say goodbye, and turned the vows and fate into passing clouds.

Ridiculous, ridiculous!

Lai Yang looked at Li Dian, and he was also lost when he stood beside him.

"Li Dian, can you tell me what happened to you recently? I always thought you were strange."

Li nodded and said blankly: "Is there any?"

"Yes, I always feel like you are heartbroken. What's wrong with you?"

Li Dian smiled and pushed the glasses frame on his nose: "Who am I going to fall in love with? Lai Yang, I think Song Wen's words just now are right. We have to reconsider the development of the theater."

Lai Yang's face darkened.

A thousand-person field is like a watershed.

Before this, Laiyang always thought that the most critical issue to build a theater was selling tickets, but now it seems that this business is not that simple.

The reserve of team personnel, the advantages of the theater, development planning, etc. all need to be carefully formulated.

To put it bluntly, it is necessary to have a development model, rather than letting it grow wildly.

But these things can't be thought out immediately and executed.

If the entrepreneurial team cannot gather people's hearts, how can we talk about the second step?

Lai Yang felt frustrated again. The more he was, the more he missed the girl with the fragrance of magnolia.

But she was like the world evaporated. Even if such a big thing happened in the theater, she didn't say a word of greeting.

Suddenly, Laiyang felt that they were like the replica Song Wen and Yunlu!

This thought made Lai Yang's heart tremble, and then he immediately sent a message to Tianjing.

[Jingjing, I was wrong with the last time I quarreled with you. I was so serious that I shouldn't say Yubo is not...]

After knocking on this, Lai Yang deleted all of them and rewritten them all.

【It’s raining in Shanghai, is the weather in Chengdu okay?】

...

After parting with Li Dian, Lai Yang received another call from Yuan Shengda. She said that Yunlu was crying sadly and asked if Song Wen was really leaving?

After explaining the situation, Yuan Shengda cursed for no reason and immediately stopped the person!

"He took the high-speed rail. How can I stop him? Are you lying on the track?!" Lai Yang cursed.

...

When he returned to the theater, it was already dark. Lai Yang looked at the extinguished club neon sign and lost his mind for a long time.

Just as he was about to go in to shelter from the rain, a strange phone call came!

Lai Yang connected with hope, but the other end was not a quiet voice, but a little turtle that he hated especially.

"Laiyang, I heard from Mr. Su that you don't plan to cooperate with the Optoelectronic Tour? Do you don't want to do a national tour?"

Lai Yang took a deep breath, held his anger and said no, then a ribbon of frivolity appeared on the other end~

"Your theater performance has also stopped, why?"

"Rest and rest, everyone has worked hard recently."

"Okay, you can decide this for yourself, but... If you need any help in the future, you can directly contact me. Jingjing has been very busy recently. Try not to bother her in the future, and she does not have relevant resources in this regard."

The phone was creaking by Lai Yang.

He guessed that the little turtle had probably seen the message he sent to Tianjing today!

Lai Yang said no, and hung up the phone.

At this moment, he felt a lot of breath in his chest and couldn't breathe it out. He didn't want to stay in the theater anymore, so he sat down on the street bench.

The rain soaked my pants, and a cold feeling swept over.

Laiyang looked at the wide road in a daze, and water was accumulated on the Boyou Road, reflecting the city lights in all colors.

The street in front of me is very wide. I can’t even see the faces of pedestrians over there when I sit here and look at the other end.

Laiyang doesn’t like this feeling, but instead misses the city he lived in when he was a child.

At that time, the streets were generally very narrow. Playing children and young men and women would always freely shuttle between the streets while playing.

There are very few cars, occasionally only blue and white buses pass by.

There are no fences in the middle of the road, and everyone's steps are very light. Unlike now, everyone has a sense of heaviness. There are zebra crossings and traffic lights on the street, and everything is full of cold rules.

A cigarette burned to the end, and the wind blew the Laiyang a little cold.

He got up and went to the nearby Tangjiu convenience store to buy a pack of Jiugui peanuts, two bottles of white wine, and one pack of Yunyan.

After returning to the theater, Laiyang only turned on a spotlight on the stage, then put out the small round table in the backstage, sat in the audience and drank with peanuts.

The spotlights only illuminate a circle in the center of the stage, and the rest of the place was wrapped in darkness. Laiyang sat in the darkness, and the only sound of tobacco burning was quiet in his ears.

He didn't eat at night, and after drinking the wine, his stomach felt even hotter.

After a while, I felt a little dizzy when I drank. At this moment, Lai Yang felt a little dizzy.

Oh no, hypoglycemia is happening again!

Lai Yang took advantage of his consciousness and opened the address book and clicked Yuan Shengda. He just shouted weakly, but the next second, he fell to the ground and fainted.

...

I don’t know how long it took for consciousness to gradually recover.

Lai Yang opened his eyes weakly and found himself lying in a small house, but his body could not move.

At this time, he felt someone approaching, and this unknown fear made his hair stand up.

nightmare?

Lai Yang has encountered this situation before. Scientifically, it is said that this is the awakening of the cerebral cortex, but people are still in a dream state. In this case, don’t be nervous, slowly turn your eyes and wake up.

Lai Yang immediately turned his eyes hard, but then a delicate and beautiful face appeared above his eyes.

"Laiyang, why are your eyes twitching?"

“…”

Quiet?

Lai Yang froze. At this time, the person standing in front of her was indeed quiet. Her beautiful eyes looked at her like watery, with a look of worry...

Is this a nightmare?

There is such a beautiful nightmare?!

"Hey~ Can you hear me?"

Tianjing put the bowl in her hand aside, and Subai waved her little hand over Laiyang.

Lai Yang smiled, really laughed. He never wanted to wake up this kind of dream for eight lifetimes.

"What are you laughing at? Are you okay?"

Her hands were softly touching Lai Yang's forehead. Lai Yang smiled and swallowed his saliva. The weak mosquito said, "You in your dream... are still so beautiful, hehe..."

As soon as she finished speaking, Lai Yang felt the temperature of her palm.

Wait a minute!

How can there be warmth in dreams?
Chapter completed!