The bodyguard I picked up is BOSS

Chapter 51

Fu Ling stayed at home for a few days, learned from the pain, and decided to fight.

Yes, like all young people with fighting spirit, he set the date of struggle for tomorrow.

"Doctor Xiao, can I have a drink with him?"

He called Xiao Boyan early in the morning and made an appointment with him for the whole night.

"Why are you so picky about your time? I'm free tonight this week."

While talking, Xiao Boyan crossed off the dinner that was originally scheduled for tonight.

"Hey, don't we have a good understanding!" Unknowingly, Fu Lingle trembled, "When can you leave? I'll pick you up."

"You can get off work at five o'clock. You tell me the address, and I'll go directly."

"That won't work, I have to pick you up and go to your office for a while."

At this point, Xiao Boyan finally realized something strange, "What? Do you want me to give you an injection?"

These words are Xiao Boyan's trump card.

Whenever Fu Ling was in a bad mood and started to cling to him and act like a baby all day long, he would throw out an extremely gentle smile and ask, kid, do you want Dr. Xiao to give you an injection?

This trick was tried and tested, every time Fu Ling would take a big step back in fright, shaking his head like a rattle and rejecting it.

But this time, Fu Ling did not retreat but advanced:

"If it doesn't work, just give it a shot."

He wasn't joking, he really felt like he was going to get an injection.

Xiao Boyan realized that it seemed a bit serious, so the corners of his lips that were raised jokingly also sank:

"what happened?"

Fu Ling rubbed the trouser legs of her home clothes aggrievedly, and seemed to find it difficult to speak, her voice suddenly weakened:

"That's all, my pheromones seem to be messed up..."

Young is the number one bar in city A. Although the size is not large, it is definitely considered high-end.

There is a whole row of security guards at the entrance responsible for security checks, and people will be arranged in every corner of the room to control the situation immediately to ensure the safety of customers.Secondly, Young's drinks are also top-notch, and the bartenders are all recruited by the boss from various places with a lot of money, and all of them are good hands. DJs change every hour, and they are very good at driving the rhythm of customers. Coupled with the frequency and lights of the disco, people almost forget who they are.

Fu Ling booked a separate table next to it, which was relatively quiet, and the voice could still be communicated with if the voice was raised slightly.It's not like on the disco stage, where two people will chat with each other head to head.

A lot of things have happened recently. Zhang Shuping, a well-known director in China, took a fancy to him, Qian Jiahe, a senior who had always respected him, stole his things, and Fu Da, who was always with him, became Xu Guanrong overnight.He was blessed by misfortune, and he was also cursed by blessing. Now he can't tell what kind of emotion he is in.

"Tomorrow, the temporary mark of me and Fu Da will disappear." Fu Ling put the iced red bayberry into the wine, shaking the glass with his hand, feeling listless.

Xiao Boyan looked at him with his face propped up, and smiled: "To be precise, it's twelve o'clock tonight."

Fu Ling pursed her lips, feeling that the news was not very encouraging: "Bo Yan, you said...why are people so weird? I used to expect him to leave every day, but now that he has really left, I feel like he is gone. It's quite unpleasant."

"Of course." Xiao Boyan's voice was like a quiet deep spring, clear and gentle, "I want to be someone else, and say in your ear every day, I like you, and I will always support you. It didn't take long before I sneaked away If it falls, no one will be happy, right?"

"Well, yes. From this point of view, Fu Da doesn't seem to be unique."

"I said..." Xiao Boyan has known him for a long time, and it is rare to see him look so depressed, "I ask you a question, tell me honestly."

"what?"

"In your heart, have you ever liked him a little bit, a little bit?"

"I don't know... I just think it's good to have him here. I'm happy every day. Even if I don't make big productions, I'm happy just getting my lines right in a small workshop."

Xiao Boyan understood the meaning of "happy", so he softened his voice:

"Since that's the case, why don't you go to him? If you can be happy with him, then it's good to be together."

"It's not the same." Fu Ling took a sip of the wine, his throat burning hot, "Xu Guanrong is not Fu Da."

"Lingting, he is." Xiao Boyan looked at him firmly, "He is Fu Da, his face, his body, his pheromone, these things have not changed at all. This memory is erased from his life, as long as he has personally experienced it, it is impossible to completely forget it."

"However, look at his interviews these days. He is so calm, and even looks like he is hiding a knife in his eyes. How can I believe that he is Fu Da? Fu Da is so cute, how could he be Fu Da?" ? He and Fu Da are actually two souls living in the same body. Now, he has defeated Fu Da, and Fu Da is gone."

Fu Ling's thoughts are very pessimistic, one of the reasons is that he has not accepted the fact that Fu Da left him just like that.He asked the bartender to serve another bottle of brandy, and he would take a sip every two sentences. He seemed to be absorbing, but in fact he was venting.

"Last night, I called my mother."

Xiao Boyan's eyes were stabbed, "What did she say?"

"I didn't dare to tell her everything, so I picked some of them. She told me that if she is really a cherished person, if he is alive in the world, she should go for it."

Xiao Boyan pursed his lips, as if he was afraid of something, but fortunately, now that the lights were flickering and Fu Ling was drunk again, this fear was able to hide.

"Auntie is right. We are still young, so let's do what we want. Didn't you worry when you chose to learn acting? You see now, you have only debuted for three years, and you can compete with a big director like Zhang Shuping." Collaborated. You're doing great, aren't you?"

Fu Ling got a little motivation in her heart, "It seems to make sense... Boyan, I think, it seems that you and my mother have the same ideas. Sometimes I don't understand, but you two can understand each other."

Xiao Boyan's usual smile that hung on his lips suddenly convulsed, he quickly modified it, and stuffed a piece of mango into Fu Ling's mouth.

"That's why we should stop calling Auntie in the future. She is getting older, and she tends to overthink many things. If we can solve it by ourselves, we can solve it ourselves. Don't bother her."

Fu Ling chewed the mango dully, with his mouth wrapped like a hamster, "...Well, Boyan, you are so kind to me..."

Xiao Boyan gently tugged at his face, "I'm just a friend like you, if I'm not good to you, who am I good to?"

"However, you will get married one day. If you married Gong Han, wouldn't you treat me so well?"

"Who said I want to marry him!"

Fu Ling was terrified by the yelling, "You beat me..."

He has fallen into a daze, but he still remembers that Xiao Boyan is a gentle person like a spring breeze, and he will not be so fierce.

Facts have proved that the word Gong Han is what ignited Xiao Boyan's passion, and whenever it is mentioned, it will explode.He immediately realized that the original meaning of Fu Ling's words was just worrying that he would not treat him well in the future, so he quickly softened his voice to coax him:

"How can I not be nice to you? Even if I don't get married for the rest of my life, I won't be nice to you."

Fu Ling hugged Brandy aggrievedly, "Really..."

"of course."

"But I don't want you not to get married. It's too lonely to live alone. Otherwise, you should agree to Gong Han and marry him?"

Xiao Boyan's comforting smile sank immediately: "Shut up."

The two of you talked to each other, and the whole bottle of brandy didn't stop, but it seemed like a chatterbox was opened, talking non-stop.

Fu Ling was saddened by this, and decided to cut through the mess quickly, and vowed to completely forget about Fu Da in the future.

"The TV series is right, everything looks forward. Everyone has left, and I, I also want to move forward."

"Well, what if you meet him?"

"Then go around!"

The wine bottle lay crookedly on the table, Xiao Boyan originally wanted to take good care of Fu Ling and send him home in a good manner.But who knew that the alcohol content was too high, Fu Ling was still spitting out his bitterness in the end, but he had already fallen asleep peacefully.

But by coincidence, Gong Han called at this time.

"Huh?" Fu Ling was holding an empty wine bottle and muttering to herself, but was suddenly interrupted by the ringing of the mobile phone, "Bo Yan, your phone..."

Xiao Boyan was pushed several times by him before sitting up rubbing his eyes, "Um...who is it?"

He struggled to put his hand into his pocket, and after a long time, he finally took out the sleek mobile phone. The caller ID on the screen jumped with the word "Bastard".If this were normal, he would die without even thinking about it.But Xiao Boyan, who was drunk, was like a good boy with good morals. He straightened his back even when touching his pockets, as if he was going to be on stage to answer questions in a second.Therefore, adhering to the character of "not answering the phone is impolite", he slid the answer button.

"Hey?"

He answered the phone crisply, successfully startling Gong Han on the opposite side.

"Are you willing to answer the phone, does that count as accepting me in disguise?"

His words were a bit long, and for Xiao Boyan at the moment, it was a bit difficult to understand.

"You? Who are you?" He glanced at the caller ID on his phone and asked, "Are you a bastard?"

He asked in a serious manner, as if what he was talking about was not a bastard, but a poem that will last forever.

Gong Han on the opposite side rolled his eyes, "Honey, where are you?"

"Yes, where are we?" Xiao Boyan stopped asking this question, and he turned to Fu Ling, "Lingting, where are we?"

Fu Ling took the last sip of wine: "I don't seem to know..."

The two talked to each other on their mobile phones, from "Where are we" at the beginning to "Didn't the teacher say that the bastard is a bad person?", and began to struggle whether to hang up the phone.

Fortunately, the bartender had seen this kind of scene a lot, so he answered the phone very professionally and told Gong Han the address.

"Sir, they're at the Young's right now, and they're on stage A12."

He said a long list, but by coincidence, Fu Ling caught a Young.

"Young? Are we in Young? What is Young?"

Xiao Boyan next to him thought seriously, and turned out all the English words he had learned, and finally came to a conclusion:

"Sheep... seem to be eaten?"

"Well—I think so too." Fu Ling nodded seriously, and then proposed another understanding of his own, "But it may also be for viewing. Pleasant Goat~Lazy Goat~Beautiful Goat~Boiling Goat~"

While talking, he began to sing the theme song of Pleasant Goat, and was corrected by the extremely serious Xiao Boyan:

"It seems wrong, it seems that it should be - Pleasant Goat ~ Beautiful Goat ~ Lazy Goat ~ Boiling Goat~ Your order seems to be wrong, I should have sung it that way."

So, the two began to study how to sing this theme song. Twenty minutes later, when Gong Han arrived with Xu Guanrong, they were still arguing, looking at their serious faces, they thought they were discussing swords in Mount Hua.

Fu Ling felt that the debate was too anxious, so he was about to stand up and exert his strength, but he accidentally stepped on a fallen bottle, staggered and was about to slip.

Simply, after spinning around for a while, he was caught by a pair of powerful arms.He opened his eyes in a daze, and the moment the focus was on this person's face, he showed the sweetest smile in recent days:

"Fu Da, you come to pick me up!"

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