Reading File Love GL[Entertainment]

No one has ever told Yan Muyu, who has only one failed love experience, what to do when she is kissed on the cheek by someone she has liked for many years.

So she was flustered and at a loss, and then pushed that person away, even forgetting to control the strength.

That being said, it wasn't too long ago that the same thing happened to her on stage.The only difference is that analyzing the dance will not stir up waves in her heart.

And because it was in the middle of a performance, she couldn't tolerate unnecessary reactions.She only needs to keep calm and follow the arrangement of the plot, and she can successfully resolve the sudden situation.

But no one told Yan Muyu what to do at this moment, so she let her chaotic heart do whatever she wanted.

"Don't mess around! You can't do this even if you are jealous between friends!"

Friends will also be jealous, Yan Muyu has always been admonishing herself like this.This time she also found an excuse for Song Qingmian's weird behavior, but it didn't work out.

"I didn't make trouble...I didn't just treat you as a friend...I knew exactly what I was doing!"

Song Qingmian, who was pushed to the ground by Yan Muyu and nearly fell, raised his head and looked at Yan Muyu and replied.The more he spoke, the firmer he became.

"You should clear your mind! I'm going first!"

The uneasiness buried deep in his heart emerged at the same time, Yan Muyu avoided Song Qingmian's sight, and subconsciously wanted to escape.

But today's Song Qingmian was not as reasonable as usual. The moment Yan Muyu tried to escape, she grabbed Yan Muyu's arm with both hands.

"You and I...neither should escape anymore..."

The uneasiness in her heart expanded, Yan Muyu froze her body, desperately trying to squeeze out a voice from her throat, to stop Song Qingmian from continuing to speak.

But her throat also seemed to be stiffened, and she no longer listened to her commands. She could only stare with terrified eyes, and let Song Qingmian slowly complete what she wanted to say.

"You've clearly noticed it, haven't you...I'm just like you...we're blessed by God...a person who has been reborn..."

Even though she was crying, Song Qingmian didn't cry.

After saying this, as if she had exhausted all her strength, she slumped down the hands that were grasping Yan Muyu's arms.

Song Qingmian didn't look up at Yan Muyu, and Yan Muyu didn't look down at Song Qingmian either.

Time seemed to freeze, and there was silence between the two.

"Why do you want to break it?" Yan Muyu awakened the silence with a sad voice, "It is the most correct thing for us to continue pretending to be ignorant...Why do you want to break this peace? "

The strange feeling that had been buried in her heart before was finally cleared up, but Yan Muyu didn't feel any joy.

It doesn't matter if she is timid or cowardly, but after regaining her voice, she would like to go back in time to the second before Song Qingmian revealed the truth.

Song Qingmian kept her head down and did not respond to her.

There is no guarantee that no one will come to the uninhabited corner where they are.

Yan Muyu sighed deeply, and continued:

"We can't leave the room for too long during the performance recording, and this is not a suitable place to talk about these things. I will take your behavior just now as an impulse, I hope you calm down...we will find a time to have a good chat."

After finishing speaking, Yan Muyu turned around and wanted to leave.

Song Qingmian didn't try to stop him.

She looked at the back of Yan Muyu who had just taken a few steps, and finally replied:

"I'm not acting impulsively... My feelings for you are the same as your—"

"—Enough!" Yan Muyu turned around sullenly, "I hope you calm down and wake up! This is the third time!"

Song Qingmian seemed to be frightened by Yan Muyu's appearance, and his whole body trembled violently.

Yan Muyu couldn't bear it, she clenched her fists and turned her back, and continued in a slow tone:

"Since you said that you are the same as me, then I will no longer regard you as an underage and ignorant person. Every word you say must be responsible for yourself, and you will bear it yourself..."

"Before you think about whether you are guilty of me, before I think about whether I am just obsessed with you...we should all calm down and think about it..."

"The bitter fruit of impulsiveness, I have paid enough in my previous life..."

"Do you remember the last words you said to me in church?"

After saying these words, Yan Muyu's emotions were approaching the breaking point.

This time, she didn't wait for Song Qingmian's reaction, and she didn't turn around to stay anymore, and fled from the corner in a panic.

After hurriedly washing off the lipstick marks on his face in the bathroom and calming down, Yan Muyu returned to the backstage room of Team A.

Zuo Sui seems to have been persuaded by Xi Wu's three-inch tongue.

Seeing Yan Muyu came back, she didn't come up to make trouble again, she glanced at Yan Muyu, and then continued to cast her eyes on the TV.

Analyzing Wu immediately went to Yan Muyu's side, pulled Yan Muyu to a position where the camera was not easy to shoot, and then asked excitedly in a low voice: "How is it? Is there any progress? Is it done?"

Yan Muyu looked at Xiwu expressionlessly, lowered her voice and warned: "Don't do this again next time, I thought I made it clear to you last time."

"Your face and your tone of voice are so stinky, it makes me a little angry." Analyzing Wu realized something was wrong, "What the hell are you doing? Could it be that you wasted my painstaking efforts to sacrifice my appearance?"

"They said don't make me any more trouble..." Yan Muyu said in a sad tone, "The relationship between me and her is not as simple as you think..."

"Say I'm a secretive person, but I don't think you're doing any better. Do you think I'm meddling in other people's business? If it weren't for—" Xi Wu seemed to be choked by someone suddenly, "Forget it, my ruthless moves are all It’s on, and it’s still like this. Next, please ask yourself, I won’t be in this muddy water..."

After finishing speaking, Xi Wu ignored Yan Muyu, flashed back to the seat in front of the TV and sat upright.

Yan Muyu also moved her body and sat in the seat in front of the TV, returning to recording as usual, but her mind drifted far away.

When Song Qingmian revealed the facts, what Yan Muyu had the upper hand in was not surprise, but understanding.

Ever since the day when the program group's official blog released the list of contestants, Song Qingmian has behaved abnormally.Although she would talk to Yan Muyu normally, she began to subconsciously avoid Yan Muyu's sight.

Yan Muyu was not sure whether Song Qingmian was reborn in the same way as her, but she guessed that Song Qingmian must have memories of the previous life since then.

Song Qingmian didn't dare to look at her directly during that time.Thinking back now, it must be because Song Qingmian, who had just obtained the memory, attributed all her death in the previous life to himself, so he looked straight at her facelessly.

Afterwards, Song Qingmian's nightmares, the extraordinary dressing and unexpected behavior in the hotel before joining the program group, the special attention to Xiwu, and the emotional fluctuations caused by Xiwu's provocations many times seemed to have the answer.

Yan Muyu never considered herself the luckiest person in the world.

Having personally experienced a rebirth beyond common sense, she does not believe that rebirth is a privilege that only she is entitled to.

But she can imagine that everyone is reborn, but she dare not imagine Song Qingmian alone.

She doesn't know what happened after her death.

But the avoidance in the previous life and the complete break with the last meeting, even if Song Qingmian was reborn, it shouldn't be like this - the words that Song Qingmian was interrupted by her were not what she wanted to hear in this life.

Yan Muyu, who was chasing after love, is dead.

She worked hard and pressed hard, and finally realized after death that it was all wrong.She has accepted her wrong life.She wants to live a new life that is different from the previous one.

She no longer begged for love.Family, friendship and career will become her everything in the future.

She and Song Qingmian, as long as they maintain a friendly relationship and don't break up, she is already satisfied.

Song Qingmian will not destroy any love and marriage in the future, but will send her blessings with a smile.

But Song Qingmian broke this false peace and forced her to face up to everything in her previous life.

——Song Qingmian, have you ever loved me?

—never.

A church covered with roses, a couple of young men and women, unwelcome guests.

The uninvited guest asked annoying questions, in exchange for the bride's face whose expression could not be seen clearly and the bride's warm words in reply...

It was a memory she longed to forget but couldn't.

So how could Song Qingmian say so lightly that she is just like her...

They are never the same.

When she insisted on what she thought was right, Song Qingmian told her that it was all wrong.

When she corrected her mistakes, Song Qingmian told her that she was actually right.

The benchmark for judging right and wrong has never seemed to be in her own hands.

So at least this time she will hold the benchmark firmly, and she will judge right from wrong by herself.

"The show is over!"

"Go, go, go!"

All the teams are already on stage.The contestants had to take the stage to take a collective call, and the temporary teammates around Yan Muyu started to shout.

Losing the space to think, Yan Muyu got up and left the backstage with the teammates of team A, followed the guidance of the staff who rushed over, and returned to the stage.

The enthusiasm of the fans in the auditorium seems to never be extinguished. They waved light signs, hand banners, and fluorescent sticks, hoping to get a glance of favor from the idols on the stage.

Yan Muyu stood on the side of the team in the second half, but turned her attention to the queue in the first half - what she wanted to capture was not her fans in the auditorium, but Song Qingmian who was also standing on the stage.

As if telepathic, Song Qingmian's body standing upright suddenly turned to the side, and Yan Muyu's gaze, which had not yet shifted, met Song Qingmian's gaze unexpectedly.

There were many people between them, but this time Yan Muyu saw Song Qingmian's expression clearly.

Song Qingmian was laughing.

The smile didn't reach his eyes.