lonely city, lonely love

Young Master Mo's eyes suddenly changed, looking at Hanmo, this man I have liked for so long, I don't know when it started, this man has deviated from the way I know, time flies, he has become strange, but Those eyes are still there, and they can penetrate deeply into a person's heart. It seems that all his thoughts and thoughts have been penetrated by this person in such an instant.

Taking a big step back, looking at Hanmo warily, Young Master Mo turned and left.

The filming of the crew was over, and he should have gone back. He was in a panic and wanted to find the figure he was familiar with, but he couldn't find the person who should have appeared beside him.There is a little panic in my heart.

Young Master Mo sat quietly by the bed in the room alone. The room had not turned on the light. It was dark, and his shadow was stretched very long. There was a guitar by the bed, standing quietly, with a The strings of the zither were extremely tense in the air, just like the nerves of Young Master Mo right now.

Each one was stretched straight, as if a simple finger could completely destroy him.

I think of a lot, for example, on that night seven years ago, it was snowing, it was very big, and there was a big expanse of whiteness. This was the first time Master Mo had seen such a big snow. As a person living in the south , the first time I saw such a big snow, I felt a kind of mystery, exploration, and joy for no reason.

This is the only thing that makes Young Master Mo happy after leaving Hanmo. He is still a little-known star, with a huge guitar behind him, shivering with his master in the cold wind.

That's how Young Master Mo met Chu Mochen when he was at a loss, just like what he did in ordinary TV dramas, when he turned the corner, he just saw it.The young man wore extremely thin clothes, and his whole body exuded an extremely "clean" aura.

Can it be unclean?There is nothing, it is snowing, the frailty of the young man is more obvious, probably because of this pair of eyes that people can never forget, peach eyes, dark, beautiful, hollow inside, clear, at a glance, you can only see yourself reflected .

Chu Mochen looked at Young Master Mo for a long time, with one hand in his pocket, looking down at him, and it took him a long time before he asked, "Are you cold?"

Snowflakes kept dancing in the wind, Young Master Mo looked at Chu Mochen in surprise, his heart was full of complaints, how could he not be cold?Such a cold weather, so few clothes, but I am already penniless.When a person has no money, his temper will become exceptionally good, probably because he no longer has any capital to be arrogant.Young Master Mo nodded calmly, "Cold."

The two strangers who met for the first time stood in the snow with their heads up, calmly discussing "whether it's cold or not." It was really a strange scene.

Chu Mochen pointed to the Starbucks not far away, "Would you like to sit down?"

For an inexplicable invitation, Young Master Mo froze for a moment, bent his head, and looked at the man in front of him. I have to say that this man is really good-looking, with a tall nose, thin lips, and three-dimensional facial features just right, just like a star. Shopping on the street has its own aura.

When Master Mo recovered from Chu Mochen's beauty, he was already sitting in a Starbucks with a cup of hot coffee in his hand. The man took a sip of coffee elegantly and looked at Master Mo , smiled, to be precise, hooked the corner of his mouth, a simple arc.

"Do you play the guitar?" A simple question, without any discomfort, Chu Mochen is like an examiner with his own aura, his gestures are all graceful, and every movement makes people move Without opening his eyes, Young Master Mo just stared at him fixedly.

Nodding his head, Master Mo took a sip of coffee, the hot coffee warmed his entire stomach along the esophagus, and he felt better for a while, looking at the man in front of him, looking at the surrounding environment, he narrowed his eyes in a good mood Eyes, like a satiated cat.

Chu Mochen was stunned for a moment, and then smiled, "I need an artist, are you interested?"

Young Master Mo's smile froze for a long time, his eyes widened in disbelief, "What did you say?"

"I'm short of an artist." Chu Mochen repeated it quietly, with a little tenderness in his eyes and a little smile in his deep eyes, which made Chu Mochen look a little warmer.

"So you're a manager?" Young Master Mo was a little surprised, and it took him a long time to find his voice. He clenched his hand tightly because of excitement, and nothing touched his pretty fingers. Chu Mochen looked at These two hands suddenly had an urge to buy something, and let the other two have something.

Withdrawing his eyes, Chu Mochen looked at the excited child in front of him, nodded calmly, "Yes."

"You're so pretty, why don't you make your debut?" Young Master Mo asked directly in the second sentence.

Chu Mochen smiled. It wasn't the first person to ask himself this question, but it was the first time he came up to ask this question. Generally speaking, if someone wants to sign himself, shouldn't he be very happy?Looking at the young man in front of him, he looked so good-looking without makeup, and his appearance on the stage must be unimaginable.

"I'm not suitable." A simple sentence, with an inexplicable convincing force, made Master Mo feel dizzy, finally nodded, and said, "Okay."

Was it true without asking?He didn't even know what his own company was, so he just signed the contract.Young Master Mo looked at the A4 paper in his hand, hesitated for a while, and then raised his head, "So your name is Chu Mochen."

It was just that easy to get to know each other, there was no romantic encounter, but Young Master Mo simply remembered that winter, that beautiful encounter, and that beautiful signing.Even if Young Master Mo seven years later thinks back, he will still feel that his heart and mouth are sweet.

It was completely dark in the room, and there was no light around. Young Master Mo's chest ached for no reason. He touched his cheek, crying at some point, and it was completely cold.

I got up and came to the bathroom, under the light, my makeup was already worn out, I looked extremely embarrassed, my heart was empty, as if something was missing, I finally smiled, and began to vigorously remove makeup, wash my face, until this one There was nothing on the face, and it was all red before letting go.

After a while, I smiled.