Xiaopujie [entertainment circle]

Xiao Lu went to Xu Qiang's movie appointment on time, full of heroic spirit.

She walked into the screening room of the small villa, Xu Qiang was not there, but the room had been furnished, with a few throw pillows on the sofa, a plush carpet that was soft to the touch, snacks and fruit bowls on the low table, and the temperature of the air conditioner was just right.

Xiao Lu rubbed her plush bathrobe, it seemed that this would be a good movie night.

"Yo, are you not running away?"

Xu Qiang appeared at the door and teased her casually.

Xiao Lu raised her eyebrows and said back:

"What are you watching? I like Mirage."

Xu Qiang's scalp tingled, Xiao Luguo really knew her very well.

"Mirage" is an industrial-style road film, which directly brought Xu Qiang the title of "box office poison". The box office of this word-of-mouth film fell below the lowest prediction line of the year.

"I like it too."

Xu Qiang resisted the uncomfortable feeling in her heart, not to be outdone.

She was so calm, Xiao Lu felt embarrassed instead, she shrank into the corner of the sofa, watched Xu Qiang choose a film, and sat on the other corner of the sofa.

Why is she sitting so far away?Xiao Lu had a question, Xu Qiang obviously never shy away from physical contact with her, why was he suddenly so abnormal?

Xu Qiang pretended not to notice her little awkwardness, and pointed to the low table.

"any drinks?"

"Milk is good," Xiao Lu hugged a pillow, watching a familiar scene appear on the curtain, ""Chicago"? I like it."

Xu Qiang handed her a glass of milk, squinted at her, and said lazily:

"Such a coincidence? No wonder you like me."

Xiao Lu had just taken a sip of milk when she was choked and coughed a few times.

Sure enough, Xu Qiang was still like that, taking advantage of her words at every turn.

"I like you."

Xiao Lu's expression didn't change.

"I like you in the field of art."

She raised her finger to point at the curtain, and Xu Qiang noticed that her fingers were slender, with well-defined joints, and they were rare and beautiful hands.

"I'm not making fun of you, or anything... I do like your movies."

For the first time, Xiao Lu frankly talked about her feelings for Xu Qiang, those disturbing and sweet long-distance appreciations that entangled her emotions in the long dark night.

"You are special."

"that's it?"

Xu Qiang was not satisfied, she wanted to hear more.

Her lodger is a little writer, shouldn't he have sweet words?

"That's it."

Xiao Lu nodded, staring intently at the curtain, the famous scene was being played, a woman in high heels walked towards the deep alley step by step, her ankles were so beautiful.

"Can I see any deep meaning from those blockbuster movies?"

It was rare for Xiao Lu to take the initiative, approaching the other end of the sofa, putting his hand on Xu Qiang's shoulder.

"It's very reasonable that they didn't do well at the box office, and even this box office...I think it's just because of you."

She stared at Xu Qiang's eyes.

"You are so special, you are like a burning fire on the screen, and you are about to go into the sunset."

Xiao Lu's fingers slid across Xu Qiang's cheeks, until her small chin, and then to her gracefully curved neck, stopping at her collarbone.

"Who wouldn't love you like that?"

Her voice was so soft that she was almost drowned in the movie music.

Xu Qiang felt that she could hear her own heartbeat.

Xiao Lu's fingers rested on her collarbone, which felt a little hot and itchy.

She could not utter a word.

Xiao Lu's eyes are both calm and fascinated, as if seeing another world through her.

"I want to be close to you, but I don't want to get too close to you."

Xiao Lu was already sitting very close to her, so Xu Qiang simply embraced her and watched a movie together.

"how?"

For the first time, Xu Qiang had no intention of watching "Chicago", and just wanted to look into the eyes of the person in front of her.

"Because I'm afraid to touch the truth, and then you fall from the clouds."

Xiao Lu kissed the back of her hand.

Xu Qiang knew that this kiss didn't contain any emotional meaning, it was only meaningful to Xiao Lu herself.

"Then, I don't like you anymore."

Xu Qiang put her arms around Xiao Lu's shoulders. She never liked this kind of moment. The two of them revealed their hearts to each other and sought understanding. No one could predict whether they would fall apart or stick together like glue.

"You don't have to like me like that."

Xu Qiang patted the back of her hand.

"Don't give me meaning. That's not who I am."

She averted her eyes and looked at the curtain, where the movie was still playing.

"I'm sitting next to you, you're kissing imaginary me... what else do you want to do next?"

Xu Qiang's tone was sarcastic, and the source of the knot in her chest was unknown.

"I don't want to be your connection to the world, whatever your past."

Xiao Lu suddenly raised her head to look at her, Xu Qiang was really smart, and she couldn't hide it from her.

"I met you, I fell in love with you, I fell in love with you forever, or I met you and we became friends forever."

Xu Qiang stared into Xiao Lu's eyes, trying to see what she was thinking at the moment.

"Xiao Lu, don't make those complicated stories."

"How much do you know? About me."

Xiao Lu suddenly asked.

"I don't know anything."

Xu Qiang spread her hands innocently.

"is it?"

Xiao Lu looked at her suspiciously, and under the dim light, she stared fiercely at Xu Qiang.

"I'm much more complicated than you think."

Xu Qiang tilted her head, expressing that she would like to hear more about it.

"I like you because I think you have a passion for movies."

Xu Qiang showed an indescribable expression, who in the entertainment industry doesn't know that she only likes to pick unpopular films to harm the box office?Why did Xiao Lu tell the truth when she came up.

"I have experienced this kind of frenzy," Xiao Lu said with a blank face, showing no nostalgia, "I held my first solo exhibition when I was 16 years old, and it was a great success. They all said I was a genius."

Xu Qiang turned her head in disbelief and asked:

"What did you suddenly say?"

She suspected that Xiao Lu was making up stories for her.

"It's true. I have practiced oil painting for many years, and I can draw without speaking."

Xiao Lu gave her a sideways glance, no one would believe her when she told this.

"In those two years, I won numerous awards. They said that I was written by God and had excellent talent."

"Those two years?"

"Well, I got a lot of admissions by stepping on the tail of my talent, but the result plummeted. God took my pen."

Xiao Lu lowered her head, not sure if she was disappointed.

"So, you just look for sustenance?"

Xu Qiang wanted to hug her, but she didn't dare to act rashly.

It is unacceptable that this kind of thing falls on anyone.

"I can't help it," Xiao Lu's sigh was barely audible. "Talent and fame ruined me together. What else can I do except change the city and change my name? Stay where I am and let others laugh at me?"

"You're strong now."

Xu Qiang comforted her palely.

"So I don't want to see you keep going until you fall."

Xiao Lu lightly touched her finger.This time it was real, Xu Qiang felt relieved.

"At least you have been there," she said with a wry smile, "Ah Lu, that is already lucky."

"I can't stop you in this matter, just like others can't stop me."

Xiao Lu smiled, expressing that he didn't care anymore.

"I just hope that if you really want something to happen to me..."

When she talked about the initial discussion, her tone was even a little sweet.

"Stop those bad temptations of yours. I can see."

Xiao Lu kissed the back of Xu Qiang's hand again.

"And, my heart is hard."

After hearing these words, Xu Qiang suddenly grabbed her hand with his backhand and pressed Xiao Lu on the sofa.

"Unfortunately, I'm the best at stalking."

The distance was only a few centimeters, and the tip of Xu Qiang's nose almost touched Xiao Lu's lips.

In each other's pupils, they found the same look.

A must.