Love Delusion

Lin Anran sneaked into a group of painters before.

He never talks and chats in groups. There are a lot of people in the group and they are very active. As a result, every time Lin Anran forgets to look at the phone for a long time, the message will reach 99+.

Lin Anran never opens messages without interruption, so even Shuiquns large quantities of meaningless messages will always receive reminders one by one.

Although he is the most reticent person in the usual group, this person himself always has a sense of participation in the group, pretending that he is also one of them.

He didn't speak, but in the eyes of others, he was just an ordinary cold character. Big brother, it's all like this.

It was originally an irrigation group. Lin Anran's change of personal information in the morning was quickly caught up by sharp-eyed people, which triggered a wave of discussions in the group.

The 99+ pieces of news were only seen after Lin Anran finished the pounding meeting and returned home alone.

He flipped through the news and was surprised to find that the topic everyone was discussing today was himself.

However, Lin Anran looked at the news as if he was doing reading comprehension. He swiped his finger to read the words in the small bubbles one by one.

Some people have Qiagou food and Qia lemon. Some people suspect that Lin Anran may have slippery hands, and there are others who want Lin Anran to give out a red envelope by fishing in troubled waters.

Lin Anran turned over the chat log and was very confused. Moving his fingers, he followed up with a red envelope.

The topic at this time has passed for a long time, and the person concerned has not come out to reply, and everyone has been discussing in full swing elsewhere. Lin An suddenly came such an insertion, which seemed a bit out of place.

But fortunately, it is red envelopes, and no one has any opinions on red envelopes.

There is more than one red envelope. I saw that the big guy who usually doesn't talk easily sends red envelopes faster than grabbing red envelopes, and swishes the screen with the red envelope wipers.

Anyway, Lin Anran saw that everyone had a lot of words, and he didn't know if this number was enough.

The group was quiet for a few seconds, and then swarms of blessings were offered. Lin Anran's unread messages were 99+ in a blink of an eye.

Lin Anran was surrounded by countless enthusiastic blessings for an instant, and put down the phone shyly. Because he was communicating through a screen, he felt a little more relaxed this time.

His social circle is just one acre of land, and the information that he is in love has already covered most of it.

Lin Anran held the phone and considered for a second, he clicked on Shanghao's personal homepage and found the column of his relationship status.

really. Lin Anran was already mentally prepared, and the two unsentimental Chinese characters "single" were publicly hung there.

He comforted himself because Shang Hao didn't care.

In fact, when you first fill in the information, you will be single by default. Most of the users who don't play this frequently are "single" by default by the system.

He comforted himself that Shang Hao should be the default one.

Putting down the phone, Lin Anran started to daze again.

He was thinking that he might also have a guilty conscience, so he didn't show the photos he had specifically proposed to take in the morning.

Since Lin Anran made that decision, he chose to believe that everything was true.

Even if Shang Hao's identity may be recognized, it doesn't matter.

Lin Anran knows that in fact it depends on the difference between himself and Shang Hao.

How big is the difference? Even if Lin Anran actually went to the front desk of the Tianneng Group's headquarters building and said that he was looking for Shang Hao, the lady at the front desk would stop him away with a smile.

Don't ask why Lin Anran knows so clearly.

Because he has been there last month.

Lin Anran also saw many people on the sofa in the waiting area. Some wore suits and some wore slippers, either for investment or project talks, or for those who simply wanted to take a photo with Shang Hao. Lin Anran was dumbfounded.

In short, they are classified as one group of people.

When Lin Anran thought of this, he rubbed his face with both hands and decided not to think about it again.

...

In the evening, Shang Hao saw the picture Lin Anran said he wanted to paint.

Lin Anran did not paint today. It's just that he didn't expect Shang Hao to remember him better than him, and he would paint as soon as he walked in. Lin Anran couldn't help but showed him what he painted yesterday.

Shang Hao held up the picture and looked at it.

How should I put it, this person looks different from the one in the morning, and his hairstyle is obviously not the same, so forget it. But...Shang Hao watched for a long time, and finally raised his doubts: "I have a bean sprout on my head."

Lin An weakly said, "That's me."

The people in the painting are vivid, but the two-person photo becomes a single one. Shang Hao frowned and reluctantly looked at it again.

He finally decided not to comment.

He stayed there alone for a long time looking at the paintings and took photos. After Shang Hao went to take a bath, Lin Anran took the painting back from the table and was taken aback.

The painting was changed brightly.

In the painting, the dementia standing on top of Shang Hao's head and blowing the air is gone and wiped off. Looking down, a dementia with a completely different style was put into Shang Hao's suit pocket, and two helpless little hands held Shang Hao's pocket tightly.

Lin Anran:...

He picked up the painting and looked at it again, and couldn't help but smile.

Changing other people's paintings so unreasonably, it's like what Shang Hao can do.

Shang Hao returned to the room after taking a shower and saw Lin Anran, who was sitting on the bedside, staring at the screen intently.

He only heard his own voice when he approached.

Shang Hao listened for a while and recognized it. Isnt this the economic forum he participated in last month, because the organizer is abroad, this forum is considered a big hit in China, and there are very few reports, but Lin Anran is actually at a loss. Can flip to the video.

Rarely, he didn't bother serious Lin Anran, walked over to the bed and sat down and watched with him beside Lin Anran.

There was no other movement in the room except for the voice of Shang Hao's statement released from the video.

Frankly speaking, the official video released was boring, and most of the time, I was speaking formulaically. Even Shang Hao himself quickly lost patience.

He couldn't calm down beside Lin Anran, sometimes sniffing his falling hair, and sometimes holding his hand. He quickly became dishonest again, and the tip of his nose went all the way into the soft flesh of his neck.

He was very obsessed with every part of Lin An's body, holding his hand, he could kiss every tip of his finger one by one.

However, Lin Anran seemed to be more interested in the paper Shang Hao in the tablet than in the three-dimensional Shang Hao in front of him, with a pair of eyes stuck to the screen all the time.

He will also show a smile of support for the boring and embarrassing stalks occasionally thrown by the host, which is very immersive.

This is not normal. The man turned his head to face Ran Ran, his gaze fell on his eyelashes, on his tight lips.

The hot breath hit his neck, itching. Lin Anran shrank her neck.

The progress bar of the video has reached the link where Shang Hao is interviewed after the forum ends.

The reporter asked very officially: "Many people think you are very forward-looking. In your opinion, what is the most important thing in your career?"

Shang Hao, who was squeezed in Lin Anran's neck, and the Shang Hao on the screen answered this question at the same time.

"It is a team, and team spirit is the soul of an enterprise. My team has followed me for more than ten years and has a very strong collaboration. We understand each other and have the same pace and goals..."

The identical sound lines of the two Shang Hao are completely overlapped, and the two-channel stereo surround sound effect. One is the external broadcast of the video, and the other comes from the ear. Lin Anran who is in it immediately feels a little bewildered. The feeling is really both real and illusory.

He froze for a moment. Shang Hao raised his hand and turned his head to face him. He dissatisfied: "It's all about memorizing manuscripts, there is nothing to see."

Lin Anran didn't know what to say. He didn't care about the content of the interview, he wanted to see Shang Hao's people.

The warm touch on his face has become unreal. He also thought about turning his head to look at the "real" Shang Hao on the screen. The hand on his face was slightly harder, preventing him from turning back.

"What do you want to hear, I will tell you."

Lin Anran didn't speak, but opened her lips slightly to see him look dull. Shang Hao couldn't help but smile, and put his head on Lin Anran's chest indiscriminately, blocking half of the screen in a domineering manner.

"It's all lie, fool."

The corner of Shang Hao's mouth raised a smile of unknown meaning. The kind that is not friendly.

"This kind of interviews are all the same. Do you know what they like to ask? They do like to ask me what advice I have for those people."

Real people really have more impact than what you see on the screen. This face smiled, and the impact of the face value was very strong.

"Suggestion," he said in a slow tone, and revealed bad things: "My real advice is to watch less chicken soup. There are some things you didn't have when you were born, and you won't have them in your life."

"So, what is there to watch this kind of show."

He has a kind of natural arrogance in his bones, and sometimes this kind of bad arrogance will be exposed.

Lin Anran's mood became complicated again.

Shang Hao was obviously close to him, and Lin Anran felt far away from him at this time.

I heard someone urging me, here comes it