The Last Shot [Entertainment]

Sheng Zhaoliang caught up with Tian Jing and grabbed his arm. The first thing he felt was that Tian Jing had lost a lot of weight.

"Let go." Even though Tian Jing was always as stable as a rock, Sheng Zhaoliang dragged him into an empty room next to him.

"What do you let go of? Tell me first." Sheng Zhaoliang pushed the man in and slammed the door behind him, "I didn't ask you what you were doing this trip, but the first thing you said when you came back was to break up with me. You asked me gone?"

Tian Jing felt like crying, he didn't want to cry in front of Sheng Zhaoliang anymore, so he buried his head and wanted to rush out, but Sheng Zhaoliang pushed him onto the bed, before he could react, Sheng Zhaoliang had already bullied him, Pressed on the bed, staring at him fiercely.

"Don't even think about running away, just run away without saying goodbye, what do you think of me."

The distance between the pupils was only a few centimeters, Tian Jing was stared at by Sheng Zhaoliang's dark eyes like this, he lost all courage, no longer resisted, but did not speak.

"You're so angry when you see Yu Suzai?" Sheng Zhaoliang's tone was slightly puzzled.

Tian Jing wanted to say no, not only, but that would have to say something other than just.He peeked at other people's letters, which was not aboveboard at all, and it didn't make much sense for him to bring up old things again, so what should he do? Ugly is not.

I don't know what went through Sheng Zhaoliang's mind, his tone and eyes softened: "I contacted Yu Su to meet Dong Yanan. I have a plan for the next step, can you understand?"

Tian Jing blurted out, "What plan?"

Sheng Zhaoliang pinched his face: "Now is not the time to talk about this, are you still breaking up?"

Tian Jing looked away: "Can you let me get up first."

Sheng Zhaoliang let him go and sat on the corner of the bed, looking inexplicably obedient, Tian Jing had no strength in his body, and there was a lot of flesh on his stomach, and he couldn't get up after a few times, Sheng Zhaoliang laughed and helped him.

Tian Jing pulled his clothes awkwardly: "Can we talk about the plan first?"

"No."

"...I don't know what to say now, let me think again."

Sure enough, Sheng Zhaoliang's expression turned pale: "Don't think about it." Then he pressed Tian Jing onto the bed again, and quickly took off Tian Jing's shirt.

Tian Jing's will to be pushed back again and again came back when Sheng Zhaoliang's slightly cold palm pressed on his shoulder.

"I've thought about it." Tian Jing's lips trembled a little, his jeans had already been unbuttoned by Sheng Zhaoliang, and Sheng Zhaoliang's slender and strong fingers were soothing his trembling and resisting organs through a layer of cotton cloth, " I actually thought about it a long time ago.”

Sheng Zhaoliang raised his face to look at him, his hair was a little disheveled, maybe it was a problem with his perspective, Sheng Zhaoliang was always lazy and meaningless, but Tian Jing now felt that the corners of his eyes were sharp.

"Sheng Zhaoliang." Tian Jing sniffed, "Do you still remember the first sentence you said to me?"

Sheng Zhaoliang frowned, not understanding the timing of this question.

"Tell me, raise your head up." Tian Jing said while raising his chin, "I listened to you when I first met you, and I raised my head up, so we got to know each other, even though I knew you The greatest luck in life, but in fact, we shouldn't know each other at all."

Tian Jing felt that Sheng Zhaoliang let go of his hand, and he rubbed off the mattress under Sheng Zhaoliang, regardless of his image, anyway, he never had such a thing as image.

Tian Jing sat on the bed with a gentle expression, Sheng Zhaoliang couldn't understand him, couldn't understand the fat man who was crying and begging himself to be with him, but now he seemed serious and wanted to talk about breaking up with him.

"You always make me look up at you. Yes, I only have one head up to see you. It used to be, and it is now. Even if you pity me, give me time to look at you, but I I found that just looking at you is not enough. Until a few days ago, I felt that the biggest obstacle between you and me is Yu Su, you have always loved him, even if you give me a chance, even if I seize the opportunity, There is a place in your heart that still belongs to him, and I thought, it’s okay, as if there is always a place in my heart for Brigitte Lin, if you want to be with me, I should burn the incense.”

"But in fact, there is not only Yu Su between us, but most importantly, I am not good enough for you."

"If I hadn't known you, I would have watched you from afar, watched your movies, read your books, and then lived my life in vain. I wouldn't have realized so deeply. I'm not good enough for the person I like."

"We don't match in appearance, personality, and talent. I won't praise you anymore. You know how good you are, and I know even more that a cowardly and mediocre person like me has never followed in your footsteps. , even if I followed you to learn film, there are not many shots that can be obtained so far, and you still have to be criticized for my work style. I can only walk slowly like everyone else, and I will never be able to keep up You, and I, don't want to follow anymore."

Sheng Zhaoliang, who had been silent for a long time, finally moved. His voice rolled out of his throat, like a muffled thunder, which seemed to be followed by wind and rain.

"I don't want to follow, what if I don't want you to follow?"

Tian Jingru was struck by lightning, yes, he never thought that Sheng Zhaoliang back then would scold him for being inferior and cowardly and force him to study film, but after the reunion, Sheng Zhaoliang never reached out to him again.

"Did you confuse dreams with love? I've always been afraid that you would confuse them. I hope you love me, love me as a person, instead of treating me as an idol or something else, and running towards me with all your might. I hope not."

"I promised you not because I saw you pitiful. If I didn't have any thoughts about you in my heart and you cried in front of me, I would only feel that you owed money."

"I have been entangled with Yu Su for many years because I couldn't see clearly when I was young. He loves me, and what he loves is my ability. He knows that I can make movies for him, and that I am the one who can create him. He loves me. It's me behind the monitor."

"Tian Jing, think about it carefully, and then answer me, do you regard me as a dream?"

Tian Jing's eyelashes trembled, some kind of teardrops gushed out of panic and irreparable despair, fell from the eyelashes, and he closed his eyes.

"You are my dream."

He heard Sheng Zhaoliang's shallow breathing, and then Sheng Zhaoliang said in a helpless self-deprecating tone: "Maybe it's not that you don't deserve me, it's that you don't love me at all."

Then Tian Jing felt Sheng Zhaoliang stand up and walk towards the door, he opened his eyes eagerly, and asked the words that had been lingering on his lips: "You know it's not me, right?"

Sheng Zhaoliang's back paused, and when he turned around, his expression was neither puzzled nor stunned, but a terrifying calm.

"The rumor was spread by Yu Su himself, not me. Did you think about anything the day you found out the truth? Or didn't you think about anything?"

The corners of Sheng Zhaoliang's mouth slightly raised.

"I think Tian Jing is really a fool."

Tian Jing couldn't understand that smile, he just said with the last of his strength: "I love you, but I find that you will never love me."

"...you are such a fool."