mr frank is faithful to love

(FR. Zuo Boyao)

Lying in my hospital bed late at night, my mind is full of events that happened a few hours ago, including the opening of the show that was recorded twice, the label up on my microphone, the very weak iced Americano... and the relationship with Frank unsuspecting encounters.

I can't do anything, more importantly, I don't want or dare to do anything, I can only pretend that I didn't see him.

Zhou Yiyi entered the ward, hung the handbag on the hanger, and brought in a unique smell of cold wind. She said, "You must have fainted because you saw that and lost control of your emotions, right?"

"You can completely trust the doctor's diagnosis." I opened my eyes and blinked for a long time.

Zhou Yiyi's face was serious, she stood next to me, while "hissing" inhaling, while thinking, said: "Okay, let's just say it was a coincidence, I heard that his company plans to sponsor the next season, so I came here specially to investigate today. "

"Forget it," I smiled wryly, "We talked about it before, and he said that the matter of sponsoring the show is out of his control."

"Do you think he came here to see you?"

"Just because he made a special trip to see me doesn't mean we can continue," I lay on the bed with a sore throat and turned my face slightly, and asked in a low voice, "Do you understand?"

I have already begun to plan to grow up. This decision is tantamount to forgetting all the entanglements, let alone falling into the vicious circle between me and Frank again. I can no longer miss him, and can no longer compromise.

Step out of the abyss, love the abyss, hate the abyss, stare into the abyss.

I slept until dawn, the new schedule is to continue to record after lunch, everyone because I wasted the whole day, I feel very guilty, so I invite everyone to eat.

The assistant's nickname is Zhang Dou, and he has six or seven years of work experience, which is a gift from Zhou Yiyi. Zhang Dou is very serious about his work, rarely talks nonsense, and I don't think he is a particularly cheerful person.

But she sneaked over before lunch, inquired about my gossip, and asked, "Did you really break up with that foreign executive?"

"It's a mystery how the news of being together gets out." I said helplessly.

She giggled and said, "A good story spreads a thousand miles."

"Zhou Yiyi talks to you about this every day?" I took a bite of the apple.

This is the end of my chat with Zhang Douer. She probably felt that the jokes were enough, so she went to do other things. Although she asked a sensitive question, she still seemed to be a measured person.

It's okay to gossip, after all, the things discussed in the circle are different from those outside the circle, and my love history is probably not a secret.

After the recording was over, I returned to Beijing. I swam with a few friends for several days and participated in a friendly motorcycle race.During this period, I have been working all the time. Fortunately, I can finish it in Beijing, so it is also a kind of rest for me.

It's getting colder and I'm getting further and further away from my old self, which isn't a bad thing, and it's not entirely a good thing.

Between magazine shoots, Zhou Yiyi and I had dinner together. She was wearing a thick down jacket, opened the disposable chopsticks, pushed the mutton soup in front of me, and grabbed the paper box containing salmon sushi , went to another corner of the table to eat.

Zhang Dou stretched out his chopsticks, looked eagerly, and said, "Yi Yi, I want to eat one."

"Here," Zhou Yiyi took one of Zhang Dou's unused chopsticks, then glanced at me, and said, "This one has to be eaten away, it's easy to PTSD."

"I'll eat one too." I bit the tip of my chopsticks, looked at Zhou Yiyi, and said.

She was skeptical, thought for a while, and put one on my plate, and said, "Here, eat it, stay away from me and don't spit it on me."

Just kidding, Zhou Yiyi probably didn't expect that I would really throw up. I picked up the sushi and brought it to my mouth. The studio was not too warm, so I raised my hand and tucked the collar of the down jacket.

It was too embarrassing, and I started to feel nauseous in the next second. I covered my mouth and ran to the bathroom, and vomited on the toilet for a long time, which caused no one to enjoy the meal.

Zhang Dou took warm water and asked me to rinse my mouth. When I looked at myself in the mirror, my eyes were extremely red and my face was pale, like a ghost.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know it was so serious, I don't dare to joke with you like this again, I'm afraid." Zhou Yiyi helped me hold the cup and stroked my back.

I waved my hand and said, "It's okay."

"I won't buy it next time, and we won't buy it if we want to eat it." Zhou Yiyi told Zhang Dou.

Zhang Dou nodded her round head and said, "Don't buy it, don't buy it, are you allergic?"

"No." I said.

Zhou Yiyi frowned, and sat on the sofa with me. She asked Zhang Dou to make me a cup of scented tea, and while Zhang Dou was out looking for something, she said to me: "I can't stop eating for the rest of my life... right? "

"I can't control myself either."

"It can't be like this," Zhou Yiyi said, "He didn't really cheat."

I turned my face to look at Zhou Yiyi, and I understood that she said this to make me less burdened, but I still begged and said, "Sister, take pity on me, can you please?"

"I hope you put it down soon." Zhou Yiyi picked up the tea and handed it to me, it was still very hot.

I argue, "I've already let go of—"

"Cheat ghosts," Zhou Yiyi said calmly, every sentence hit the nail on the head, "I think it's hard for you to let go, the current state can only be said to have to let go, not even the level of 'want to let go' Arrived, let alone put it down."

I put down the cup, covered my face, took a deep breath, and looked at Zhou Yiyi.

Said: "If one day he is really with that person, I might die."

"Not just that person? Can everyone else?"

I said, "No, the two situations feel completely different."

I know that I'm afraid of something because it's very likely to happen, and I build up all the possible futures in my mind and scare myself with fear.

"I didn't even think about it unless you said it," Zhou Yiyi suddenly began to ponder, she said, "You don't even know how much I have paid for you, and I even found someone to take photos and videos of that Japanese, I want to see What is the relationship between him and Frank, it turns out... don't you think he looks a little like you?"

I said, "Don't scold people, sister."

"It's not that they look alike, nor do they have a similar personality, but they give people a very special feeling."

"Stop frightening me," I said.

"You should learn to face the reality, and everything that may happen in the future." Zhou Yiyi is a typical sober person in the world, and often says some unpleasant things.

I stood on the balcony at night and smoked electronic cigarettes, and drank a lot of red wine. My heart turned into a manic fireball, bumping around. My self-treatment failed temporarily, but I still had to continue.

Zhou Yiyi didn't hit me, her words just made me, who had been performing all the time, stop acting.