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"Have you made it clear?"

In the hospital lounge, Jacques d'Estaing crossed his arms and asked.Zhao Wenyan rarely looked relaxed: "Yes."

Jacques was a little surprised by his look.Zhao Wenyan looked out the window and said calmly, "The result is exactly as you thought, so don't be surprised."

"then you......"

They have known each other for 18 years. From the time they met, he has always been in a relatively dominant position in this relationship. It is true that he is the one who is tempted, but in Zhao Wenyan's heart, love is not as good as self-esteem.

But now, he faintly felt that the situation had changed.

"I have been hanging on you all these years, but I can tell you now that what I said in Berlin back then was not a lie."

Jacques d'Estaing pursed his lips.Zhao Wenyan looked at him, smiled without saying a word.

In Berlin in 1997, Jacques d'Estaing invited him to sign with Luce. At first he felt unreasonable: "I have the best partner in China, and I will not consider leaving, thank you."

Aware of the guilty conscience in his tone, Jacques only smiled lowly: "If you're talking about Hobbs, I don't think so. This is my business card. If you regret it, you can come to me anytime."

Later he came to France and joined Luce to meet new friends. He once asked Jacques why he invited him. He poured himself a glass of red wine and said with a chuckle: "The film will speak for the director. I can see that , we are one kind of people.”

In the eyes of others, Jacques d'Estaing, who was born in a political family and whose father was the president of France, must be the favorite of heaven, but he was obsessed with movies as a child and had no intention of studying, so he must be out of tune with this elite family.

"Enlightened parents would think it's a palatable interest, but my parents were clearly not enlightened."

The turning point of the matter is that his father failed to run for re-election, and only one uncle of the Destin family was appointed as the Minister of Culture by the new president. Until then, Jacques Destin had his value, but his character had basically been established.

Throughout his youth, he was the fringe of the family.

Their state of mind is indeed similar, the only difference is that he still has a trace of longing brought to him by Shen Qiao.This longing made him never be able to accept his fate contentedly, and continued to contradict it day after day.

Jacques hoped that he would get rid of this contradiction and accept the injustice of fate together with him.But since he once had a bright vision, how could he accept such a dark life?

So he kept struggling and fighting, but he was still sinking deeper and deeper into the quagmire, because he couldn't find anyone better than Shen Qiao.

"I will never love anyone the way I love Shen Qiao again." Zhao Wenyan said, looking at Jacques d'Estaing quietly with black jade-like eyes, "If you do this, it will only make us unable to be friends. "

He was no longer afraid of losing him, losing someone who didn't care what he really was.He was finally willing to tear off that layer of skin and face the world frankly.

That look was so strange, Jacques d'Estaing finally shook his head in pain, and murmured: "No..."

At that moment, he finally realized that he was going to lose Zhao Wenyan.

Originally, even if he didn't love him, he was never afraid of it even if he spoke coldly to him.He knows --- as long as he can't untie his knot, they will always be people of the same world.

They are in a world where film is their medium.They can always meet, so that the difference can be ignored.

"I am not pursuing art, but him. From the beginning to the end, I just want to be like him."

To be like him, not to make him like myself.The difference between love and possessiveness is only in this line.

After a long silence, Jacques looked at him and smiled slowly: "You will not succeed, Zhao." He seemed to think of something again, as if he had grasped a glimmer of hope, "And after you explain it to Hobbs, Will he still love you?"

"That's my business." Zhao Wenyan said.

Until she reached the underground garage, Shen Qiao was in a daze.

He lay by the car window, Zhao Wenyan's voice echoed in his mind over and over again, he said that he may love him, but he loves himself more.

He has been obsessed with love for so many years, but the other party is not even sure whether he loves him or not.

He had lied to him for so many years, maybe it wasn't cheating, it was just concealing.

Maybe Zhao Wenyan told him the truth because of uneasy conscience, but at this time, he really wished that he didn't say it.

What he fears the most in his life is the feeling that the things he believes the most will be exposed once, and he thinks he has it but is told that it is nothing.Just like the truth exposed by the recording pen many years ago, just like Nie Liang informed him on the bed that he has no capital to resist.Zhao Wenyan also let him taste this kind of whirling taste.

His closest and most loved people always hurt him in this way.

He opened the car door and started the engine, but his hands were shaking too much.He can't drive anymore, he thought, took out his phone and dug out the address book, trying to find someone to pick him up.

After rowing for a long time, he suddenly saw Nie Liang's name in the N column.He kept Nie Liang's number all the time, and he couldn't explain the reason. He had passed this name many times, but today he couldn't help it anymore.

Nie Liang once told him that he should know the consequences of betraying him.But if he hadn't thought about leaving him that year, if he had stayed by Nie Liang's side all the time, would the ending be like this?

With a slip of his hand, he dialed Nie Liang's number.

"Shen Qiao?" Nie Liang's voice was obviously a bit stunned, Shen Qiao tried her best to pretend to be indifferent, and said calmly, "It's me."

Nie Liang was silent, and suddenly asked cautiously, "What's wrong with you?"

Shen Qiao didn't speak.

"Give me your address, and I'll come and find you." Nie Liang paused for a moment and said.Shen Qiao shouted subconsciously: "No need!"

In a blink of an eye, he realized that this tone was not suitable for the current scene, so he slowed down his tone, and said in a low voice: "It's not convenient for me to see you now, it's not me..."

He wanted to say it wasn't that I didn't want to, but he didn't think it was right to say it.He didn't want to see Nie Liang, there was no doubt about it, but he couldn't tell why.

When he didn't speak, Nie Liang listened quietly, and he could only feel each other's breathing on the phone.This rare tranquility is almost psychedelic, and some secrets hidden deep in my heart that I refuse to speak seem to have an opportunity to be spoken:

"Nie Liang." Shen Qiao called his name in a low voice. His voice struggled and forbearance. Perhaps there was a trace of expectation that he didn't realize. "If I obey you obediently, I won't go anywhere. I don't want to...will you lie to me?"

If there were no coercion, betrayal, and harm between them, if there were no years of entanglement...would he lie to him?

Nie Liang's hands also seemed to be shaking, and there was a noise of disordered signals from the receiver. After the sound stopped, he spoke slowly, with a rare calm tone. He rarely spoke to him in such a tone: "Maybe. But Shen Joe, I thought after all these years, you should understand who lied to whom, who concealed what, it doesn't matter."

"Stop acting like a child."

Only children will care about these things. Many things don't need to be revealed. It may be good to keep a hazy intention.

"Some people, they lied to you, or hid something from you, you will be sad, but you don't really care, because you really love them." Nie Liang said, with a hint of self-deprecation in his tone, "But I Not that kind of person."

After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone, leaving Shen Qiao with busy messages.Shen Qiao locked the screen and covered her face with her hand.

He should rest for a while and drive home by himself.No need to call someone else to pick him up.

Shen Qiao didn't really believe that Director Zhao didn't love him, but was just too disappointed. He had regarded his first love as Bai Yueguang and even his spiritual support for so many years, but Bai Yueguang himself revealed that I was a rice grain.

I found Lao Nie because subconsciously he still relied on Lao Nie, so even if he had the ability, he would not or dare not stab Lao Nie, but soon Lao Nie will complete the degradation from mosquito blood to red mold~