[Comprehensive] Stealing the Halo of the Protagonist

I was on a talk show that day, and the host asked me if I had ever loved someone deeply.

I was dumb for a long time, thinking of someone, then shook my head, smiled, and said no.

The host said I was innocent, I smirked and said that it is also possible that I am just unfeeling.

The audience screamed, and I continued to smile cooperatively, but I got tired just by laughing.

Human feelings are like a basin of water, everyone scoops up a cup, how can it be possible to leave something unforgettable.

When the host mentioned Mo Qi, he sighed to me in that regretful tone, saying how could such an amazing person bump into a lunatic so well.

I glanced at him, faced the camera, and said with gentle eyes, there are no coincidences in this world, there are only cunning in people's hearts, and hidden swords in their smiles.

On the day the show was broadcast, I opened Weibo on a whim, and a new private message was sent to me. The person who claimed to be a couple for life asked me: Why do I laugh so sadly.I didn't call her back.

Human is a very complicated animal, it can wear different masks to deal with different people, so do I, I have many masks, but I haven't put them on yet, but I think sooner or later I will.Time is the best glue.

On the second day after the talk show aired, Bai Jinting was murdered in his apartment. The news of Zhuang Qiao disfigured and surrendered was all over the headlines of various big newspapers and small magazines. Even the criminal law column took them as cases and taught them a serious lesson ignorant audience.Those ignorant girls on Weibo who have always declared that homosexuality is true love were also severely slapped in the face. One child hurriedly moved me out, asking me if I was gay, and whether Mo Qi's death was related to me. Related, ask me whether I love Mo Qi or not.

At that time, I happened to be going to the cemetery with a bouquet of white roses.

Shi Chennan sat in the front seat, just like when Mo Qi and I were together before, except that his body no longer had that terrifying coldness, it was more like a dead volcano, eternal silence, and despair that would erupt without knowing when.

I used these words to ask him, and asked him how to respond, after all, he is still my agent in name.

Shi Chennan didn't even look at me, and said that he was tired.

I laughed out loud.

When Mo Qi was around, I didn't notice it, but now that he's gone, I realized how special this person is to Mo Qi.

That kind of feeling is not a thoughtful word or a gentle movement, but every time Mo Qi is around, the first thing this person will always focus on is Mo Qi.This kind of special gave me an illusion, as if he was the first to know Mo Qi, and he was the one who loved him the most.

I laughed for a long time.

So what the favorite, the current situation is just one more painful person.

I replied to the child with a sentence: love is related to crime, and crime has nothing to do with love.

This is the sentence Mo Qi read to me that day. I asked him the meaning, and he said that love can make people commit crimes, but if they commit crimes, it is not love.I thought about it for a long time, and my head became a mess, and finally I rushed over and said that you made me want to commit a crime.

Mo Qi blushed and kissed my lips.

It was a very sweet kiss, and I can still recall the temperature of the breeze blowing from behind the curtain when he kissed.

Today's weather is very good, the sky is clear, and the warm sun shines on my body, as if being hugged by someone.

I've always felt comfortable coming here, after all, it's someone I love with all my passion is buried here.

But Shi Chennan was very uncomfortable, every step he took seemed to be stepping on the tip of a knife. When he reached the stone road of Mo Qi's step, he knelt down on the ground a few meters away, holding his heart with his fingers, She frowned tightly, but her eyes were fixed on Mo Qi's tombstone.

I didn't help him, and even watched with cold eyes, watching how he bit his lips and locked all the secrets in his heart.

The scent of white roses was very strong. When it was placed next to Mo Qi's tombstone, the narrow space seemed to be immersed in the smell of the light white flowers - a scent so strong that it made people's nose sour.

"Mo Qi..." I caressed the cold tombstone, and the shadows of the trees on the side hit the stone tablet mottledly. This scene was so familiar that I was in a trance.

"Zhuang Qiao surrendered himself, and Bai Jinting died. We... finally avenged you. If I hadn't gone to the United States at that time, wouldn't it have allowed you to be framed by Bai Jinting? And you wouldn't have met the one who was deceived A fool?"

"Recently I've been dreaming that you didn't fall in love with me, that you didn't chase Cen Buji for me, that you didn't let him live on your body, that you were just by my side, living a good life without any pain." A scene from a dream seemed to appear in front of my eyes, Mo Qi stood beside me smiling, without even looking at me, I didn't even have time to stretch out my hand, tears flowed down unconsciously, and then the figure disappeared.

"I went to ask the sorceress if she could let you come back. She said that unless she was concerned, she couldn't call you back. I asked her to invite you for three days and three nights, and you didn't come back once..."

"I gave her a lot of money, and asked her how to let a dead soul live in a living person, and she said that only those who are destined in this life are destined to be compatible... Hahaha, how ridiculous, I actually I would ask a sorcerer about such things, how can there be gods and ghosts in this world, don’t you think you never fall into dreams?” I laughed out loud, and the more I laughed, the more ridiculous I felt, “If there is no me in this world, if you don’t meet If you fall in love with me, will you live a good life with Cen Buji?"

"Live well..." I raised the back of my hand and wiped my cheeks, and the dirty and muddy tears covered my whole hand like sweat.

At some point, Shi Chennan walked up to me and handed me a handkerchief.

"Don't cry." He covered his chest, his brows were still furrowed, and his glasses reflected the cold light.

I took the handkerchief, threw it to the ground, and grabbed the pale-faced Shi Chennan, "Why didn't you pay attention to him! Aren't you at the scene? Why didn't you protect him!" My eyes were red with anger, Shi Chennan's eyes It reflected my ferocious expression, which was extremely frightening.

Shi Chennan took off his glasses, and didn't care about my crumpled suit. His face was expressionless, his eyes were unruffled, and his voice was calm and calm: "I rescued him, and he doesn't belong to you." He turned his head and looked at Mo Qi Looking at the tombstone, "I chased him for so long, but he didn't stay for me once. Every time he was so cruel, I was already tired."

I let go of his clothes and looked at his quiet profile, as if I had noticed something, "What do you mean by that?"

Shi Chennan turned around and smiled at me with a rare gentleness, "You don't need to know, just live well, protagonist."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and left without looking at Mo Qi and me again, as if he had given up everything resolutely.

I watched him go further and further away with the tombstone behind me. At this moment, I seemed to have lost something, and seemed to be left behind in this world.

only me.