lonely city, lonely love

The matter of Young Master Mo's termination of the contract with the company was finally found out, and everyone kept clamoring that it was too realistic for the company to fall into trouble.Moreover, there were fans clamoring crazily under the company's official website, causing the system of the official website to be completely paralyzed, and fans went to the company's door to continue to protest.

Things were buzzing.

There were even fewer videos of Young Master Mo, and almost all the fans began to despair, and some fans were still crying at the gate of the hospital, wanting to see Young Master Mo.

Looking at the fans who were sitting and crying under the scorching sun, Young Master Mo felt uncomfortable, as if someone had stabbed him in the heart, it hurt very much, but he just couldn't cry.The dryness of the fundus, probably only eye drops can save him.

I want to rush down and tell them that I am fine and stop doing this.But I can't move forward, because I am really ugly now, no matter how thick the foundation is, it still can't cover this scar.

Stretching out his hand to touch his wound, the gauze was removed, and the medicine was still applied on his face. The yellowish brown and black lines were still there. It seemed that the scar on his face became more obvious.It was extremely ferocious, like the mouth on the face, grinning, laughing at everyone.

Reporters and fans waited hard for Master Mo, while the people below were crying and protesting.

Taking out his phone, Young Master Mo's Weibo was updated, "Don't wait, the sun is very bright, go back."

The fans exploded, sending incomparable comfort, and said that no matter what kind of young master Mo is, he will accept it, and hope he gets better.It means that without the company, you can act on your own.The large swathes of love maxed out his comment area, and his heart began to warm up, and the sadness of the past few days disappeared all of a sudden.

The lacrimal glands under the eyes were inexplicably active, but Master Mo was still crying.

Touching his guitar, he remembered the last video, and started to sing. The voice was not very loud, and there was a crying voice. Accompanied by the sound of the guitar, it made people feel inexplicably sad.

"Go back, go back, thank you for your company.

I'm fine, go back, I've been leaning against the door.

Even if the wind and rain are heavy, I know I still have you

Go back, go back, thank you for your persistence. "

The singing voice was desolate and helpless, with his back to the video, Young Master Mo played and sang, without the arrogance at the beginning, only the fiery red hair was recognizable, and when the video was sent out, everyone cried Yes, this idol is still thinking about his fans even at this moment.

Countless people began to lament the loneliness of this heavenly king.Fans bombarded the company even more, but it didn't help, because the termination of the contract had already been established.And no other company threw an olive branch.

Young Master Mo looked at his guitar, curled the corners of his mouth, his long and narrow eyes were calm and dark, his pupils flickered slightly, probably his only talent was his voice, fortunately, he was really capable.

I want to laugh, but I can't laugh anymore.

The weather was very hot, but the fans didn't leave. They were all waiting for their idols, but what they got in return were two Weibo posts, which were extremely warm and distressing.

Young Master Mo looked at the fans below, and some of them suffered from heat stroke because they couldn't receive them.My heart is very distressed. All these years, these fans have been with me, saying that they are my parents, but he cares about these people very much. Without fans, I would not have the smooth sailing of these years.

Clutching my guitar tightly, touching my cheek, thinking helplessly, what should I do?

As he plucked the guitar, a simple melody came out. Young Master Mo lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes were constantly shaking, covering his emotions at this time, he was extremely quiet and well-behaved.

Finally got up, put on a huge mask, and went out.

When I came to the door, I looked at the fans and reporters at the door from a distance, and suddenly I couldn't move anymore. I was terrified, afraid to face such fans and myself.He took a step back, but he didn't know who called out, "Master Mo!" So everyone looked at him helplessly.

Under the eyes of everyone, Young Master Mo couldn't leave anymore. Looking at the joyful eyes of the fans, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to wear a mask himself, but he didn't want to and didn't dare to walk over, and didn't dare to expose himself to the reporter's spear and short In front of the cannon, I don't want to let my embarrassment be exposed in front of the fans without reservation.

"Master Mo! Come on!" The fans shouted, waving the flags in their hands, crying, their eyes were red.

It was like a scene in a movie, through a glass door, the voices of the people outside could be heard accurately in Young Master Mo's ears, and his heart was warm for no reason.

"Master Mo, I will always support you!"

"Master Mo! Woohoo..."

Young Master Mo's footsteps involuntarily approached, approaching bit by bit, the fear in his heart increased bit by bit, and finally approached the door, and then waved his hands to indicate that you can leave, the sun is too big.But no one left, the fans were crying badly, and the reporters were also moved.

After waiting for so long, an idol finally came out, for the sake of the fans, and the comfort of the fans who were worried about him.

Taking a deep breath, he pushed open the door. Young Master Mo looked at the excited fans. The huge mask covered his entire face, but he was still uneasy, and carefully hid behind, probably aware of it. Out of Young Master Mo's fear, the fans did not step forward, and neither did the reporters.

"Go back, the sun is too big." The voice was hoarse, and the narrow eyes were extremely clear.

"Momo!" The fans cried uncontrollably, probably because they were reluctant to part with their idols.

"I'm fine." Young Master Mo smiled, but under the mask, the smile was covered, and only the moving eyes could be seen, narrow and long, but not as arrogant as usual, only unreasonably lonely, "In the future, if you Miss me, come and see me, it’s really hot today, I think some of you have already suffered from heat stroke.”

"Momo! We will always support you!" The fans covered their mouths and cried very sadly. They wanted to step forward, but they didn't dare.They were all a group of little girls, and Young Master Mo felt that he must be the most hypocritical of himself today, so he stretched out his arms to hug these little girls and hugged them together.

"Don't cry, I'm fine. It's just that the wound hasn't healed yet." Young Master Mo's heart instantly became calm, "Look at me, I'm alive and well."

"Momo, when you are well, we still have to wait for you to sing."

"Okay, I'll call you then."