lonely city, lonely love

Probably because my heart was at peace, so I slept until dawn.When he woke up, Chu Mochen was no longer by his side, which was also strange. An agent seemed to be busier than an artist, so there was no one else.

Picking up the phone, I checked the time. It was almost ten o'clock, so I should be back soon.

The phone vibrated, and a tweet from Weibo came out.

"Master Mo is injured, and the master seems to want to give up this former king."

My heart skipped a beat for no reason, and I clicked on this push. The content in it was nothing more than that Master Mo was injured. It seemed that the scar on his face would not heal. The company seemed to be abandoning him. The comments below were all bombarded Yes, some people are mocking, some are angry, and some are constantly yelling, saying that everyone is still unclear about this matter, so don't talk nonsense.But Young Master Mo knows that there is no wind without waves, and it is impossible to send out such a message without the company's permission.

In other words, this is the company's test?

He reached out and touched his cheek, the wound on it had healed, but it was still very painful, and the lines on it could be clearly felt through the thick gauze, very deep.Woke up and came to the bathroom. The lighting in the bathroom is always the best. There is no blemish on the cheeks. The big eyes are extremely black, like two big black gems.

Stretch out your hand, cover it with thick gauze, and apply force gently.

The gauze was torn off bit by bit, and the wound bared its fangs and claws in the air in an incomparably ferocious manner.There are obvious stitches on it, one, two, three, ... a total of six.

The wound on it has not healed well, and it is still covered with thick black blood. It looks like a bloody mouth that can be opened at any time. It is hard to imagine what Chu Mochen felt when he saw him at that time. Thought.

That's how it is, that's how it is... no wonder, no wonder...

Young Master Mo looked at himself in the mirror, with pale cheeks, like a ghost coming out of the bathroom, baring its teeth and claws, extremely ferocious.

In the end, my eyes were still red, and there were no tears, but the sourness lingered in my heart.

I can't remember how many times I smiled in front of the camera and said that everything depends on my good looks.Although it's a joke, it's also a fact. Most of the reason why Young Master Mo gained so much popularity is because he is good-looking, which is really a cruel reason.

One of the few male stars in the entertainment industry who didn't do anything.

In these years, the question about his appearance has been brought up by the media countless times, even if he wears heavy makeup every day, it doesn't matter, even if he has no makeup, it doesn't matter.

What now?I am like a dilapidated doll, the scars on it are as hideous as Ah Mo, like a meandering poisonous snake, constantly wandering.It seems that he is really laughing at his own weakness.

So, in life, I don’t know what will happen every step of the way.

After wrapping up the wound, Young Master Mo left the bathroom and sat quietly on the sofa in the ward. His heart inexplicably calmed down. His eyes were extremely clear. Finally, he looked at the guitar that Chu Mochen brought over yesterday. This was his first time. The guitar I bought at one time has been with me for a long time, and there are countless traces on it, which I probably encountered when I was working in a bar.

Stretching out his hand, he gently grabbed the guitar, plucked the strings, and a soft sound came out, which was extremely clear in the quiet ward. His fingers felt the vibration of the strings, and his fingertips were constantly trembling and numb.

A melody came out from under his throat, crisp and hoarse, with a rare gentleness that did not belong to Master Mo's usual style.

Music should have the function of healing people's hearts. Young Master Mo is holding the guitar, playing and humming, and the time will probably go faster.

Chu Mochen looked at Young Master Mo whose back was turned to him. His red hair was extremely dazzling in the room without the lights on. He took out his mobile phone and recorded this scene.

He knows that he is uncomfortable.

After putting this video on the Internet, it was quickly reposted tens of thousands of times, and the comments also exploded.Everyone is very concerned about Young Master Mo, especially this video, which successfully portrayed him as a pitiful character in everyone's hearts, coupled with the so-called comments on the Internet about being abandoned by the company.For a while, Young Master Mo was on the hot search again.

What Chu Mochen did not expect was that a small video could produce such a huge effect.

Pushing open the door, going in, putting the lunch box in his hand aside, "It's time to eat."

Master Mo put down the guitar in his hand and nodded, "Are you in the company?"

His hands paused, and he quickly returned to his original state. Chu Mochen nodded, "The company has some things to deal with, so I went there."

"Is it about me?" Young Master Mo sat on the side of the table, looking at the sumptuous meal, suddenly felt like the last meal, and felt extremely uncomfortable, unable to eat anything.

"No." Chu Mochen raised his head and met those beautiful eyes. The narrow and long eyelashes blinked and blinked, and the pupils inside flickered slightly. Then he smiled, "I read the news. Chu Mo Chen."

"It's all groundless."

"You lied to me that I'm a newcomer here?" Young Master Mo smiled, put down his chopsticks, and looked at Chu Mochen. Those dark eyes were beautiful, probably the most beautiful eyes that Young Master Mo had ever seen. The table was full of Feng Sheng, and suddenly his heart began to turn cold, "Did the company persuade you to give up on me? Give up on this disfigured person?"

"Lin Yi, don't talk nonsense." Chu Mochen put down the things in his hands, walked over, sat in front of him, stared into his eyes very seriously, "I won't."

"Chu Mochen, the current netizens will still pity me and sympathize with me, but what about in the future? They won't like to watch a disfigured person sing." Sometimes Young Master Mo calms down, even more cruel than Chu Mochen, his eyes There is almost no fluctuation underneath, like a robot, calm and terrifying, "My life is over here. Chu Mo Chen, isn't it?"

The calm words struck Chu Mochen's heart, leaving him speechless.

Very distressed.

"Lin Yi..." With a hoarse voice, he reached out to touch Young Master Mo's cheek, but was avoided.

"Lin Yi...don't do this."

"I'll find that American doctor, and you'll be fine."

"..."

After being quiet for a long time, Young Master Mo got up and suddenly laughed, staring at the table full of food, he sneered, "You're so fucking hypocritical!"

Then left.