If you want to refuse after seeing it, you will still welcome it [Entertainment]

Wen Mo, who came out, stood outside for a while, as if there was still the suppressed cry in his ears.

The people inside, even crying sadly, are restrained.

Thinking of her, maybe he didn't want others to see his embarrassment at this time, so he went to hang out and didn't go back until night.

When I first arrived outside the ward, I met Director Chen and Teacher Lu who were coming out of the ward. Obviously, they had finished filming the video to explain to the public.

When Lu Yangyu saw that Director Chen had something to say to Teacher Wen, he said hello and went back to his ward to wait for half an hour. After half an hour, he would forward the official blog's statement video, showing the joy and harmony of the crew.

"Teacher Zuo's mood is not right today. Did you make her angry?" Director Chen was very thoughtful. Although Zuo Jin's performance was similar to usual, he still noticed some subtle differences.

"Yeah, I guess at this moment, she still doesn't want to see me." Wen Mo followed his words.

At this time, Director Chen sighed again and again, and the sadness came to his head again.

Touching the back of the round head, the eyes behind the lens turned back and forth a few times, and then said: "Coax her!"

"How to coax?"

"Pretend to be soft and cute, hug her and sing love songs, talk sweet words, and admit your mistakes unconditionally."

"This... let's do it!" He reluctantly agreed with his mouth, but there were hundreds of thousands of rejections in his heart.

I can't learn cute, rustic words and so on!

Director Chen adjusted his glasses, full of confidence: "Perform yourself well, I am your military advisor, and I am always waiting for consultation. Do it with confidence."

Wen Mo: "Okay!"

Pushing open the door and entering, the eyes of her who was sideways by the window meet, touch and separate.

In a quick glance, the light red around her eyes can be seen faintly, making people feel pitiful!Moist mist filled the eyes, as if it would melt into water at any moment.

Wen Mo hesitated for a moment, then slowly paced forward.

In front of his eyes was a slender and straight back, and he raised his hand to put it on his shoulder, but finally retracted timidly.

To coax people, she is really not very good at it, and she doesn't even know how to say it.

"I went out and bought a necklace, which was more beautiful and more expensive than his." Wen Mo felt that the expensive necklace was an eyesore, so when he was strolling around in the afternoon, he went to pick out a more expensive and better-looking one.

It's okay not to mention the necklace, but when it comes to the necklace, it's like poking Zuo Jin's heart, the wet mist turns into water, swirling in the eye sockets, as long as the eyelashes are lightly fanned, hot tears can condense and slide out.

Zuo Jin turned her body sideways, with her back completely turned to Wen Mo, not wanting others to see her crying.He tilted his head slightly, not letting the accumulated tears flow out.

Wen Mo, who felt as if he had said the wrong thing, frowned, stretched out his hand to hook her fingers again, and squeezed them into the warm palm one by one.The person hugged her from behind, and his chin rested on her shoulder. The voice that floated out was a bit muffled:

"I don't like to see you cry, I like to see the stars in your eyes every day."

Seeing her silent and her body stretched like a log, Wen Mo felt uncomfortable and didn't know what to do.At this time, I can't advance, I can't retreat, I seem to want to let go and hold on, but I don't seem to want either.

The man turned in front of her, facing the delicate face that was holding back from crying, his heart throbbed with pain: "I'll give you a thousand paper cranes, which I folded myself."

Words and actions are a little clumsy.

He took out a paper crane folded from a hundred-yuan bill from his wallet, and spread out the wings on both sides, "I hope my dear friend, Ms. Zuo, will be happy and happy forever."

Following her words, the tears swirling in Zuo Jin's eyes slipped out, he lowered his head not to look at the person with a sincere expression, and also hid his embarrassment.

"Is one not enough? I still have 998 hundred-yuan bills. Tonight, I'll fold them into thousands of paper cranes and give them to you, okay?"

A handful of red bills appeared under his eyes, Zuo Jin looked up at her, his voice was a little hoarse: "You Wen family, don't you all only use money to coax people?"

He spoke very calmly, and could not hear whether it was anger or resentment.

Hearing this, Wen Mo's expression was slightly stagnant, and the corners of his lips curled up after a while, "All I have left is money, I'm different from him, I will hand in my bank card."

Her brown eyes were no longer as clear as ever, and were mixed with emotions that others didn't understand.

He took out an ICBC card from his wallet and handed it to her with a smile on his face: "This is almost all of my wealth, and the password is your birthday."

When I finished buying the necklace today, I changed the password of the bank card.

Then he pretended to be pitiful and added: "I still have a bank card in my hand, which is my private money. I have to buy instant noodles and ham sausage. You don't want that too, do you?"

"Who wants your card." Zuo Jin, who was crying so hard, pushed the person away and returned the card to her.

Wen Mo, who was pushed away and took a step back, subconsciously stretched out his hand to grab her jade arm, and brought her into his arms to hold her.Rubbing her cheeks, rubbing her delicate face with pear blossoms and rain, stained with her sad and hot tears.

"Look, Ms. Zuo, I also have tears on my face. The more you cry, the more tears on my face. Look."

As he spoke, he tilted his head and turned his face so that she could see clearly.

Zuo Jin, who was still standing upright, couldn't see clearly through his misty black eyes, and was softly coaxed, his lacrimal glands were completely opened, and his tears gushed like a fountain and made no sound.

The long eyelashes were stained with tears, like the wings of a butterfly being wet by rain, fragile and weak, with a hint of helplessness, which was really pitiful.

"I hate you guys."

Zuo Jin's slight sobs overflowed, and several indistinct sounds entered Wen Mo's ear canal.

"Then hate it, I hate it too, I will help you hate it together."

Caressing her smooth three thousand black hair, let out a very low sigh, then his lips fell on her face, kissing away all the tears, the salty feeling bloomed on the tip of the tongue, coaxing people softly :

"Let's stop crying. Weeping makes our eyes swollen. People will become ugly."

There were moist and hot lips on the face, which were licked densely, and the tears gradually stopped flowing, but the whole person was sobbing slightly.His black eyes were dazed and helpless, his body was stiff and he didn't know how to react; with the hands hanging on both sides, he could only squeeze his trouser legs tightly.

Unable to breathe smoothly due to a stuffy nose, the lips unconsciously opened a little gap, and all the inhaled and exhaled breath sprayed on Wen Mo's throat, and the hot and humid air made people feel distressed and sensitive.

Suctioning along the tear trail, sliding over her cheeks, her eyebrows, her red nose, and falling on the slightly parted lips.Gently tracing the outline, when she was struggling, she reluctantly withdrew, leaving the bright red beauty trembling slightly.

Yingying's beautiful eyes stared into the sea of ​​mist, and the faint melancholy in her black eyes became more intense. She raised her head and wiped away the last tear, trying to calm down her emotions.

"Thank you, Ms. Wen!"

While thanking you sincerely, you withdraw from the comforting embrace.

Ms. Wen is a gentle person, but unfortunately she is his sister.

The twists and turns that subsided in his heart rose again, looking at the face with two similar eyebrows and eyes, all the time, no longer reminding of the existence of Wen Chuyi.

That night, Wen Mo found an excuse to fold a thousand origami cranes, and sat on the sofa with her all night.

On the second day, she and Teacher Lu were discharged from the hospital and returned to the hotel.After returning to their rooms, Wen Mo couldn't resist the turbulent drowsiness, and fell asleep with a corner of the quilt in his arms.

When I woke up again, it was already four o'clock in the afternoon.

The assistant An An, who got the news, brought the food packed back from the restaurant half an hour later, and when he saw her, he was hesitant to speak several times.

Slowly scooping up seafood porridge, Wen Mo frowned, and asked, "What do you have to say to me?"

Assistant An An thought about meeting Teacher Zuo going out with a small suitcase in the morning, so she replied, "Ms. Zuo has left the group."

Wen Mo put down the small spoon: "Where are you going?"

"I asked Teacher Zuo's assistant. The two of them went to Xihe, and it would take several days to come back." An An was still very surprised that Yueyue could tell Teacher Zuo's itinerary so happily, and always felt that something was wrong.

"Please help me book a ticket to Xihe." Wen Mo thinks that the pretty girl is not safe floating outside, and she has to follow behind to protect her, in case she is targeted by evil cats and dogs, "the sooner you The better."

"Okay, Sister Mo!"

An An contacted Teacher Zuo's assistant again, asking for the specific address and bus route.

And this information was privately sent by assistant Yueyue behind Zuo Jin's back.

From her point of view, as a personal assistant, she not only has to take good care of sister Jin's daily life, but also secretly acts as a moon elder to make connections.

The author has something to say:

The map goes to Xihe~~~

The little relationship between the two is about to soar~~~

In order to successfully stage some small car scenes arranged by Director Chen~~~