Dust's Perjury

He was aggressive when he left Beijing, but he was as quiet as a chicken when he came back.

Seeing Wu Chen's state change, Ning Xu was very worried that he would be frustrated emotionally.

But Young Master Wu himself was relatively stable. After sleeping in the hotel overnight, he went to see Wang Zhi immediately.

Now Wang Zhi has signed several co-artists, but he no longer does it himself, which is relatively relaxed and free.

Wu Chen entered the office and said simply: "Brother Zhi, I agree to your invitation, I want to hurry up and make a difference."

Wang Zhi wasn't surprised at all: "Why, don't you think I'm too much in charge and won't let you fall in love as you like?"

Wu Chen was distracted for a moment, and admitted directly: "If you don't have the ability to protect love, what good will there be if you don't talk about it?"

"You really haven't changed at all, you are still so honest." Wang Zhi asked: "Lin Sha terminated the contract with Musie, where did he go?"

"Overseas, study music." Wu Chen replied.

Wang Zhi sighed: "Alright, this is the best choice, he is a smart man."

A trace of confusion flashed across Wu Chen's eyes, and he lowered his eyes and asked, "Brother Zhi, there are quite a few artists in the industry who have personal feelings, but I have been made like this. I must be too weak, right?"

"Prepare for the worst, and then walk on thin ice." Wang Zhi said: "If you choose the performance industry, you have to pay a price. No one can enjoy fame and fortune while protecting privacy. All you can do is to make money, develop resources, and give yourself a chance A smoother future, don't disrespect the reality of what I say."

Wu Chen smiled wryly: "I think the reality is pretty good, use the feelings of castles in the sky to measure the problem..."

He spread his hands: "It has become what it is now."

Wang Zhi was silent.

Wu Chen said: "Also, Ning Xu is an honest man. I hope he can continue to follow me. If Brother Zhi doesn't dislike you, you should take him with you as well."

London is a foggy city.

Lin Sha, who had never been abroad before, came here and was completely confused by the strange life.

Apart from adapting to fast-paced reading for a disabled body, language, basic necessities of life, everything is not easy.

Fortunately, with the help of my aunt's family, most things went smoothly.

In less than two months, he was already able to face trivial matters freely.

In fact, I am very grateful for the busyness of the strange country, which takes up most of Lin Sha's time for wild thoughts, and there is no time to worry about the spring and autumn.

Only occasionally, Wu Chen's face would still appear in his mind when he came back to his senses.

Lin Sha knew about the completion of that guy's series, chasing him back to his hometown, and resuming his album plan.

Although his Weibo is no longer updated, it is still used to check Wu Chen's news.

It's such a stupid thing to like.

If you want to let go, you can, but if you want to be free and easy, there is no play.

One day after class, Lin Sha came out of the conservatory of music alone in a wheelchair after class, and unexpectedly saw a familiar figure outside the school gate, it was Zhang Yifeng, whom he had not seen for a long time.

His tall appearance is also outstanding among the British, wearing a black windbreaker, his eyebrows and eyes are a bit more serious.

Lin Sha didn't panic, and turned the wheelchair at the same speed and approached: "How did you find this place? What's the matter?"

Zhang Yifeng held a black umbrella, picked it up and glanced distractedly, then looked at Lin Sha again: "I haven't seen you for more than half a year, and you are still so cold, I am so heinous, do you hate me?"

Lin Sha raised her eyes: "It doesn't count, does it? I'm used to choosing to forget the past."

"I didn't break the news about you and Wu Chen. I really want to teach him a lesson, but I can't hurt you. It's the opponent he offended in the past, and he didn't act carefully enough to leak the truth." Zhang Yifeng said seriously : "Whether you need the truth or not, I must explain it."

Lin Sha glanced at the beginning: "How do you know I'm here? It's creepy to show up without saying hello."

Zhang Yifeng: "It was me who was soft and hard, and Su Qiucai told me."

Lin Sha looked at the score on his lap: "Well, I believe you're not that cheap, and I don't hold grudges against you, so can you go?"

"Since you escaped here and didn't intend to hang out with Wu Chen, can't you give me a chance?" Zhang Yifeng held his umbrella firmly and asked, "You think Beijing and London are two stops by bus, so come whenever you want? "

Lin Sha was stunned for a while, and asked seriously: "What are you so superior to? Why do you look down on other people's feelings? Call my pursuit of music as 'escape', and my sincerity to Wu Chen as 'mixing', Do you think you really understand me? Don't be arrogant, Zhang Yifeng, we have no fate."

It's hard to dissuade people with extreme personalities, right?

But after breaking up with Zhang Yifeng that day, that person disappeared.

That's okay, he can't be said to be a bad person. Only by letting go of the obsession in his heart can he meet his happiness.

Lin Sha didn't think too much, after all, he didn't even have a chance to grasp his own happiness, so why bother to worry about others.

Summer has passed and autumn has come, and the air in London has become a bit cooler.

Lin Sha, who finally finished the language test and began to practice pop music systematically, devoted herself to the course.

There are grudges against the disabled and discrimination against people of yellow race.

Fortunately, he is gentle and talented, and there are like-minded partners around him, which makes the life of living alone no longer so lonely.

One day, my classmates held a small party at home.

After Lin Sha was invited, out of politeness to overcome the trouble, he went to the convenience store to buy some snacks and drinks to share the expenses.

Unexpectedly, in a store that always uses English songs as background music, Chinese songs suddenly sounded, and the refreshing voice was none other than the very familiar Wu Chen.

Lin Sha froze for a moment, and realized that it was an Asian clerk who was watching entertainment news clips on YouTube.

The hostess introduced enthusiastically: "After half a year of silence, the first single of Wu Chen's new album has finally come out, which is the song "The Perjury of Sand Dust". In fact, everyone is still curious about his feelings, and the title of the song is full of With the names of two people, what exactly are you expressing..."

What a gush.

"Sand Dust".

"The Perjury of Dust".

The difference between a few words has added a few layers of meaning.

That guy actually changed the title of the song, and published it so boldly, this bravery made Lin Sha's nose sore.

He stared blankly at the MV on the screen. It was the scene of a TV series that Wu Chen starred in but hadn't released yet. Sitting in a wheelchair, Mr. Wu was quiet and gentle, not at all like his usual jumping up and down character, but more like...

"Ah, I'm sorry, are you paying the bill, sir?" The clerk suddenly noticed the presence of the customer.

Lin Sha sucked his nose in embarrassment, then smiled back to his senses: "Yeah."

When I came out of the convenience store again, the sky was a little darker.

Wu Chen's new song had already been played, but the melody kept ringing in Lin Sha's heart.

After all, it was written by him, and it was sung by someone who missed it.

So, I still like it.

Even if there is no way to be in love with each other, even if you are alone in a foreign country, there is no way to shake this emotion. Lin Sha wiped the wet corners of his eyes, looked at the strange and mediocre pedestrians on the side of the road, and suddenly had a kind of me Fortunately, calm.