lonely city, lonely love

The girl was stunned, as if she couldn't recall the words. When she came back to her senses, she looked at Young Master Mo and stretched out her hand, but he avoided him, a little flustered, "What do you mean?"

"I don't know, I love you for so long, even if there are many people around me, I don't care, because I know, I just want you by my side." Numbly reading the lines, The sadness in my heart couldn't be stopped, trembling and crying, like a helpless child, Young Master Mo suddenly felt that some lines were really too ironic, naked|naked|naked ridicule.

The two embraced each other. Under the sun, the man was affectionate while the woman was gentle. It was as beautiful as a picture in a pictorial, and it was so beautiful that people couldn't move their eyes.

Everyone was shocked, what kind of acting is this?In just a short moment, all the touching emotions came out, especially the crying scene, without any sloppiness, even director Wang Jing, who has always been picky, had to stand up and applaud to express his exclamation.

Young Master Mo sat quietly on the chair, did not speak, just stared at a place in a daze, everyone thought that Young Master Mo hadn't played yet, it seemed that only he knew it was because his sadness hadn't left.

I don't remember when, but Young Master Mo and Chu Mochen had a quarrel because Chu Mochen didn't want to throw away the things in the cubicle on the top floor.Young Master Mo naturally knew what was in it, but he just wanted to test it again and again, but every time the answer was the same, his heart also felt sad.

Want to tear down the cubicle on the third floor, after moving, want to get rid of these old things, after a new apartment, want to sort out the stuff in the storage room.As long as it was about that box, Chu Mochen would not let him touch it.But he already knew the contents inside, so what's the point of all this?Chu Mochen didn't know, but Young Master Mo did.

He comforted himself over and over again, in fact, all of this was just Chu Mochen's inability to let go of the past, but that box was like Pandora's box, deeply implanted in his heart, a lingering nightmare.

Terrible.

Young Master Mo dreamed of that box countless times, and the moment he wanted to open it, Chu Mochen came.

nightmare...

Chu Mochen watched Young Master Mo sitting quietly on the chair, walked over, and handed over the sugar water. At first, he thought he would not pick it up, but unexpectedly, Young Master Mo took it quietly, and then drank it quietly. Everything behaved peacefully. It was no different in the past, I lowered my head and began to read the script seriously.

I read it page by page, and then drew some marks on each page, read it softly, and recited it.

There are a lot of people, everyone is very busy, no one cares about these things, Chu Mochen knows that Young Master Mo has changed, like a stranger, he has ruthlessly isolated himself from his world, suddenly, a little bit of fear in his heart .

"Lin Yi."

Young Master Mo spoke without raising his head, his voice was extremely calm, as if Chu Mochen had possessed him, "Don't say it, wait a minute, I still have a line here."

Just like that, when the words came to his lips, he couldn't say anything, and could only quietly wait for the end of Master Mo's filming.

When it was over, the reporters came to visit the set. In fact, the crew changed their direction to give Tang Xiaoran a chance to explain. Tang Xiaoran looked at Young Master Mo expectantly, and Young Master Mo got up helplessly and looked at her, "I know Yes, I will explain it properly. You should pay attention to what you say in the future."

Tang Xiaoran's eyes turned red immediately, and he nodded, "I see."

Several leading actors came in front of the reporters. The reporters first asked a few irrelevant questions, and then said with a smile, "I want to ask about the relationship between Tang Xiaoran and you..."

"I knew it." Young Master Mo smiled, but he still looked a little bit unwell, and the corners of his eyes were red, "You don't know how to ask questions properly. Xiaoran and I are good friends. I don't think so What's wrong with good friends introducing scenes to each other? And this is obviously taken out of context and cut out."

This is obvious, and the reporters immediately caught up, "Then who is it? Who do you think did these things? Since you and Xiaoran are good friends, why didn't you tell everyone at the beginning?"

"Whoever you think is whoever you think, we all have the same idea anyway." Young Master Mo bent his head and replied with a smile, but the coldness in his eyes was still obvious, "As for who I am good friends with, I am You don't think it's necessary for me to report to you, do you? Xiaoran picked me up when I returned to China, and I think this explains everything. What do you think good friends should do? "

The reporters were speechless and nodded, "Then who do you think did this?"

"We have already reported to the police. This kind of incident has caused such a negative impact, and I will definitely not let it go." Young Master Mo said these words full of dissatisfaction, which was beyond words.

The short interview was over, and Young Master Mo went to a toilet by himself.

The light in the toilet is still so bright, but the sound of panting in the ear is very obvious, you don't need to look to know what is going on inside, the man's voice is panting, very tired, frowned in displeasure, interrupted, turned around and left .But just for a moment, my eyes seemed to be pinned by someone, staring fixedly at the inside of the toilet, the figure I was familiar with, was hugged by a middle-aged man in the corner, and kept loosening. with.

"Oh, be gentle." Hanmo raised his foot to make it easier for the other party to enter, and soon saw Young Master Mo, without any surprise, just smiled at Young Master Mo.

Bright and terrifying, exactly the same as in memory.Young Master Mo stepped back abruptly, but it was only for a short distance, and he never moved again.

Looking at his panting appearance, it was completely different from my own impression, that extremely gentle man, that man who made the whole world warm when he smiled, suddenly disappeared.

His hands and feet were cold, and he couldn't even recall how he looked in the past. In the blink of an eye, the man he had hated for so long finally appeared in the dirtiest of gestures.But why is it that I am not mocking or indifferent, but trembling from the bottom of my heart?

Young Master Mo looked at this pair of incomparably shining eyes, but finally couldn't help it, and ran away in despair.