lonely city, lonely love

Young Master Mo looked at the man standing quietly at the door, wearing a black T-shirt, simple jeans, and an obvious hole on the top of the jeans.This was his masterpiece. He thought that Chu Mochen had always been rigid, and he felt that it was wrong, so while he was sleeping at night, he tore up his jeans and felt complacent.

Thinking about it now is really ridiculous.

"In a few days, you will be discharged from the hospital." Chu Mochen put down the water glass in his hand, looked at Young Master Mo, he had lost a lot of weight in the past few days, his eyes looked clearer, and his chin became sharper. A head of red hair is even more dazzling, looking at it from a distance, it looks like a little fox.

"These days, why hasn't the company responded?" Young Master Mo is not a fool, how could he not know the company's reaction?But surprisingly, the company was quiet, as if nothing had happened.

Young Master Mo has been in the entertainment industry for seven years. Even if he was not popular before, his fans have skyrocketed in recent years. Now that something like this happened, Su Yunan's situation is completely conceivable.It should be terrible, even if she came here to say good things to herself now, her reputation is already bad.

Coupled with the fact that the current entertainment industry is always harsh on female stars, so Su Yunan is basically a useless chess game.I don't know why the company still let Su Yunan attend the event, probably because the background behind it is really powerful.

"You don't need to care about the company's affairs. I have everything." Chu Mochen sat on the side and tidied Young Master Mo's clothes. His voice was light and calm, and his eyes were extremely deep, as if he was thinking about something. Finally, He spoke slowly, "Doctors in the United States..."

"Did you hear that?" Young Master Mo raised his eyebrows, not caring much, "It's just the little girl talking nonsense, don't worry about it."

"What if it's true?" Chu Mochen helplessly put down the things in his hands, and looked at the back of Young Master Mo, who was incomparably upright. The fruit in his hand was just bitten off, and he put it aside. I'm pretending that I don't care, but the acting skills are very poor.

"Chu Mochen, what do you want to say?" Young Master Mo turned his head, his narrow eyes were extremely vicious and angry, his hair rushed to his eyes, covering his left eye, and then he stared at Chu Mochen, "What do you want to say?" , In fact, you are very concerned about whether my face is disfigured? Do you care? Do you care? "

His eyes were already red, probably his heart started beating wildly, who cares?Who doesn't care?With such a big wound on his face, it was like a poisonous snake lying on his face. It was extremely deep. If he was not careful, the poisonous snake would open his mouth and the venom would be injected in. Everything would be lost.

Young Master Mo never said that he cared about his appearance, but with this face, he earned enough favorability points. The only thing he worked for was broken. What is the future like?Suddenly, I feel that the future is bleak.

"Lin Yi, I don't care." Chu Mochen got up, and hugged Young Master Mo in his arms, very hard, just like when he was holding him back then, tightly, wishing to rub him into his own flesh and blood Go, but the palms are constantly trembling, "You know, what this face means to you..."

Young Master Mo raised his head, his eyes were extremely clean, and after a while, he smiled and nodded, "Chu Mochen, you are really cruel."

Chu Mochen didn't speak, just stood quietly and looked at him, watching the young man trembling constantly, and finally his eyes slowly turned red. After being together for so long, he has never seen Young Master Mo cry, even if he got it The awards time and time again in his life, even the countless surprises prepared by fans, have never seen him shed tears.

At this time, Young Master Mo's eyes were red.

Chu Mochen hugged the boy in his arms, listening to each other's heartbeats.

Everything in the room is quiet, only the sound of each other's breathing is still ringing.No one spoke, no one moved, they felt each other quietly.At this time, it is really only each other.

"I'll go to that doctor, Lin Yi, you will definitely be whole."

"Chu Mochen, you know, even if I don't rely on my face, I can still live well..."

"You are not happy..."

"..." Chu Mo Chen always knew what Young Master Mo wanted in his heart, and Young Master Mo would always look like a child in front of Chu Mo Chen.This is the tacit understanding between them for seven years.

Young Master Mo never thought that one day, when he met Chu Mochen, he would become like this.Just like Chu Mochen, he never thought that one day he would meet Young Master Mo and become like this.

"Lin Yi, I will help you realize your dream."

This is an extremely heavy promise. Chu Mochen has been helping him fulfill it all these years, no matter what he said unintentionally or intentionally, as long as he said it, Chu Mochen basically helped him complete it. .Acting, filming, and singing.

These three words, Young Master Mo, were really coined by Chu Mochen.

Achieve each other?But it was Chu Mochen who was helping him with all his heart.Even now, he is unwilling to give up on a disfigured artist, a lover without face.It seems that there are no rare things in the world that can kill Chu Mochen.Sometimes, Young Master Mo would think, if a dead man was pulled over to be Chu Mochen's entertainer, would he also be popular?

Young Master Mo didn't ask, but he felt inexplicably sad in his heart. For so many years, the relationship between the two of them was always a contribution of one person. Will there be a day when Chu Mo Chen will leave and he will be unable to do anything?

Lying on the hospital bed, I looked at the side profile in front of me, with a tall nose, long eyelashes, thin lips, a beautiful face.Reach out and touch gently, as if exploring.

"What's wrong?" Chu Mochen woke up and didn't move.

"Chu Mochen, if one day I really can't sing anymore, what will you do?"

"What do you want me to do?" Opening his eyes, looking at the dark ceiling above, Chu Mochen said calmly, as if he was playing a psychological tactic.

"I'm asking you!" A little annoyed, Young Master Mo leaned over and bit him on the shoulder.

"There won't be such a day." Chu Mochen closed his eyes, stretched out his hand to hold him in his arms, and said very calmly, "As long as you are willing to sing, I will let you stand on the stage forever Up."

These words, coming out of Chu Mochen's mouth, felt inexplicably at ease.