[Entertainment circle] The starlight in the pen is not as good as you

Although the weather has turned warm, it is still a little chilly when going out at night.

Gu Zhanqiao stopped Mo Tongtong's plan to go out again in black clothes and pants, and forced her to put on the dress he bought for her last time, and paired her with a pair of middle-heeled boots.

In this way, even if she couldn't see her face, she could still tell that she was a heroic beauty just by her figure.

She happily looked at the fruits of her labor and said, "I'm afraid that if you are photographed, your appearance will insult your own reputation."

Mo Tongtong: "..." She didn't understand when her fame became associated with street photography.

She wondered if Gu Zhanqiao regarded her as a large Barbie doll and was addicted to matching the doll's clothes, but seeing the other party so happy, although she was a little uncomfortable, she still accepted it.

Gu Zhanqiao herself approved a coat and a hat for the sake of keeping a low profile. She was going to wear sunglasses at first, but after looking at it for a long time, she felt that it would be more conspicuous to go out at night wearing sunglasses, so in the end she only wore an ordinary mask, and a black one without lenses. glasses.

Fifteen minutes before the screening, they arrived on time. They stopped the car and saw the elevator from a distance. They all stopped and looked at each other.

"Isn't it good to squeeze in like this?" After a while, Gu Zhanqiao hesitated.

Mo Tongtong nodded: "Wait a little longer, go up when there is no one else."

This waited until only 3 minutes after leaving the venue, there were still scattered people in the elevator, but their steps were more hurried.

Can you not be in a hurry, the movie is about to start.

Gu Zhanqiao couldn't wait any longer: "The people recently are too impetuous, watching a movie is already on the clock, don't care, let's go up."

She pulled down her hat and put her hair back around her face, hoping to cover half of her face as much as possible.

She reached out and grabbed Mo Tongtong's arm, and walked towards the elevator.

Now there are only two people inside, playing with their phones with their heads down.

For the first time, Gu Zhan was grateful for the invention of the mobile phone, which greatly reduced the probability of her being recognized.

She and Mo Tong shrank in the corner and did not speak, watching the elevator go up to the first floor and stop.

After the door opened, a large group of people came in one after another, chattering and making noise, Gu Zhanqiao's heart tightened, and he lowered his head and said silently: No one will recognize me, no one will recognize me...

She lowered her head and looked at her toes, feeling the elevator go up layer by layer. Suddenly, there was a figure in her sight.

It was a girl about five or six years old, only up to her waist, raised her head to meet her gaze, her eyes gradually widened.

"you……"

At this critical moment, Mo Tongtong moved in front of Gu Zhanqiao and blocked her.

She looked at the girl, looked at her silently, her eyes were heavy, bringing compelling pressure.

The little girl seemed to be frightened, she grabbed the hem of the parent's clothes and stopped looking this way.

The others rushed to the scene in a hurry, and naturally they would not pay attention to the strangers around them, so Gu Zhanqiao and Mo Tongtong walked safely into the darkness of the theater and sat in their seats in the last row.

The last row that Mo Tongtong chose is a seat for couples by definition. Two people sit on the huge armchair, just like a small intimate space.

Gu Zhanqiao felt that Mo Tongtong might just buy this seat because she thought the last row was better, but she was still a little excited, thinking that this was not only a commemoration, but even a date.

She secretly looked at Mo Tongtong, watching the other party staring seriously at the lit curtain, the light and shadow came towards her, outlining her face in a more three-dimensional way, with the interlacing of light and dark, there was an astonishing charm.

As a result, she was a little confused why the children in the elevator were scared away by her. (…)

At this time, the screen flickered, and the first frame appeared——

"Before you meet, you never think how much someone or something will affect you..."

With a lazy, seemingly casual narration, the movie kicked off.

……

It was already two o'clock in the morning after the show ended.

After the car drove into the community, Gu Zhanqiao still couldn't calm down because of excitement.

"Did you see, everyone, everyone likes it very much." She twisted her fingers, choked up with excitement and nervousness, "How could this be, it's like I'm filming for the first time."

The car was about to drive into the underground garage, but Gu Zhanqiao suddenly felt reluctant.

She felt that if she came home at this moment, it would be like the end of an inner orgy, her soul clamoring not to sleep, but to continue to tell her feelings.

But she also felt that Mo Tongtong must be very tired. She always gets up early, so her biological clock should be very regular.

So she didn't speak, tried hard to restrain her eager heart, got out of the car and prepared to go upstairs.

But after getting off the car, Mo Tongtong said, "Would you like to take a stroll in the neighborhood?"

Gu Zhanqiao blinked, tears flickering, and nodded desperately.

The street lamps are yellow and dim, and the light that spreads on the ground lengthens and shortens the shadows.

All was still, and a mist rose from the earth, dampening the rustling grass and new flowers.

Gu Zhanqiao quickly changed from pretending to be calm to dancing. She said excitedly: "...Did I act well? I couldn't believe that it was me on the screen. How could I still show such an expression? so--"

She winked, trying to put on Fanjunjia's gentle and calm smile.

She was about to succeed, but Mo Tongtong suddenly stretched out his hand to cover her face.

"Don't show her expression, I like the way you look."

Gu Zhanqiao smiled coyly, she thought that Mo Tongtong was talking about love again, but she didn't know that Mo Tongtong was so scared that she would enter the play again.

Gu Zhanqiao said again: "Tell me, which part of my performance does Director Zeng like?"

Mo Tongtong shook her head: "I don't know."

"Can you guess it?"

Mo Tongtong still shook her head.

Gu Zhanqiao pouted.

Mo Tongtong guessed one: "Maybe it's the last, the final performance is very tense."

"Then where do you like?"

Gu Zhanqiao looked at her with bright eyes, obviously wanting an answer.

Mo Tongtong thought for a while: "I like the way you walked out of the subway at the very beginning."

"It's nothing, it's just coming out." Gu Zhanqiao thought the answer was funny, grabbed Mo Tongtong's arm, leaned his forehead on her shoulder and laughed for a long time.

Then she said, "You know what my favorite place is?"

Mo Tongtong shook her head.

"I like the part holding fingers the most—it doesn't seem to be my own performance, I just like this description. Why did you write this part in the first place?"

This has to be looked up from long-term memory, Mo Tongtong thought for a while in silence, and then said: "During elementary school, there were times like that, when queuing, during chorus, and during spring outings, the teacher said , the kid next door held up his hand."

Gu Zhanqiao nodded: "Yes, yes, there will be."

"I saw children doing this and thought it was very funny."

"Ah? Did you see someone else doing this?"

"Well... I didn't go to elementary school."

Gu Zhanqiao shut up.

Although what Mo Tongtong said was an understatement, this is not a sweet memory worth remembering.

After thinking about it, she raised Mo Tongtong's hand.

The palm of the hand was flattened under the light of the street lamp, and the fingers were as delicate as jade under the light. The light passed through the gaps between the fingers, leaking out the light like gems.

The outermost little finger has slightly protruding joints, but is still slender and beautiful.

Gu Zhanqiao stretched out her hand and hooked the little finger with her own.

"Like this?" she asked.

Mo Tongtong fell silent for a moment.

The temperature from the little finger makes the pulse clearer, and it travels through the arteries to the heart, where it begins to beat harder and harder.

Gu Zhanqiao looked at her slightly, with fair skin and red lips, a soft and quiet smile in black and white eyes, and dew on the shaking hair, so the whole person looked like an early spring blooming on the branches The flowers have a sweet and elegant fragrance.

They were still holding their fingers high, while Mo Tongtong lowered his head at the same time and kissed Gu Zhanqiao's lips.

"Why did you agree to watch a movie with me?" Wang Fuwei asked, standing in the elongated shadow of the person in front.

"This is a milestone movie for Jojo, of course I want to watch it." Cao Jiaxuan replied nonchalantly.

"Then why are you with me!" Wang Fuwei grabbed the windbreaker in front and stopped Cao Jiaxuan from moving forward.

Cao Jiaxuan turned his head, then frowned and looked at his wrinkled clothes.

Wang Fuwei let go of his hands and rolled his eyes: "Why are you so stingy, I can't afford to compensate you."

Now that he stopped, Cao Jiaxuan took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and lit one: "How should I put it, isn't it strange to watch a movie by yourself?"

"Then, why, what, yes, and, me!" Wang Fuwei asked again word by word.

Cao Jiaxuan exhaled smoke rings and sighed, "Because you invited me."

Wang Fuwei: "..."

Then it seems that this is the truth. I invited Cao Jiaxuan first, so it is difficult to prove that Cao Jiaxuan has any motives.

But she quickly narrowed her eyes, raised her head and said, "Children are the ones who are biased by you. Are you still the kind of person who feels embarrassed to reject others?"

"I am." Cao Jiaxuan admitted brazenly.

"..."

Wang Fuwei raised his hand and nimbly grabbed Cao Jiaxuan's cigarette: "You can't play dumb like this, you have to tell me what you're thinking."

Cao Jiaxuan licked her lips, pressed Wang Fuwei's head, and quickly snatched the cigarette back. She even pinched Wang Fuwei's nose: "What should I think?"

Wang Fuwei patted Cao Jiaxuan's hand away: "Didn't you think of anything when you touched me?"

Cao Jiaxuan thought for a while, then nodded quite seriously.

While Wang Fuwei was going crazy, he was really out of ideas.

Anyone who encounters such a recalcitrant person will have no idea.

She bit her lip, and finally couldn't help asking: "I, I just ask a question. At that time—when you graduated from university, were you ready to accept me at that time?"

She has been thinking about this question for nearly ten years, and every time she thinks about it, she gets so entangled that she is about to go crazy.

Cao Jiaxuan was stunned for a moment, then chuckled lightly, and took another deep look at Wang Fuwei.

After so many years, she knew for the first time that she was such a failure——

To the point of failure, the person she likes has never believed her promise.