love slave

Of course Su Huaixu wouldn't tell the truth—that he felt very similar to himself?He replied perfunctorily to Li Moshang: "Because there is no drama to take on, you are poor."

"Don't you read domestic news?" Li Moshang said, "Why didn't you come back?"

Su Huaixu didn't quite understand the meaning of Li Moshang's words, she turned her head to look at him in confusion with a cigarette butt in her mouth: "What do you mean?"

"I can make you explode just by making any movie now." Li Moshang took the cigarette butt from Su Huaixu's mouth, threw it into the ashtray, and said confidently, "Believe it or not, this After the movie is released, those who are waiting to see your jokes will be convinced?"

Su Huaixu said, "Is my acting that good?"

Li Moshang patted his face, as if teasing: "That's my book."

The two competed vigorously, and neither of them was willing to praise the other. The real success of a movie requires not only a good script and a good director, but also a good actor. The three complement each other to produce a high-quality product. The reason why the movie does not choose traffic again.

He either finds newcomers, or finds that kind of acting school. In short, he finds another way, but he has made many people famous. Now there are many contacts in the circle. After all, he is the mentor of many people.

Su Huaixu knew that several of them had unusual relationships with him, and the paparazzi took quite a few photos.

Su Huaixu smiled again, hiding the sarcasm in his eyes, and said, "Then, should I thank Director Li for taking a fancy to me this time?"

Li Mushang didn't speak.

In the movie, the last long list of cast members was playing, and the gentle lyrical music seemed to make the temperature of late summer extraordinarily comfortable. The moment the breeze blew past his cheeks, Li Moshang knelt on one knee, lowered his head and kissed his lips.

The first thought that flashed through Su Huaixu's mind was——friends with guns always have to be useful.

Su Huaixu, who was in a calm state of mind, didn't put any emotion into it, he just treated his physical problems as an adult, so he put in extra effort.

The two changed places a lot.

In the end, Su Huaixu passed out heartily, sweating profusely, and exhausted.

He didn't dream, which is really rare.

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Su Huaixu opened his eyes only when he heard the sound of the shutter.

There was only a very small light turned on in the room, it was not on, and it was just enough to see each other's figures clearly. He raised his hand to cover his eyes, and it took him a while to get used to the light. When he opened his eyes, he saw Li Moshang wearing A pair of shorts sat on a chair not far away, fiddling with the camera.

Su Huaixu felt himself sober all of a sudden.

He lifted the quilt and stood up abruptly, snatching the camera from Li Moshang's hand.

Li Moshang was frightened by the opponent's actions: "...what are you doing?"

With a sullen face, Su Huaixu quickly clicked on the storage, and there were several photos of him tonight—without clothes, although it was just a sideways body light and shadow, but it still made Su Huaixu feel sick from the bottom of his heart gush.He even had a retch.

"Li Mushang, are you sick?"

He raised the camera high, and slammed it hard against the wall with a "bang". He made a hole in the big white wall, and the camera flashed twice, breaking it.

Li Moshang also stood up: "Why did you suddenly go crazy?!"

"Get out." Su Huaixu shouted, pointing in the direction of the door, "Take your camera and get out. I don't want to see you again."

Su Huaixu's emotions were on the verge of losing control, but Li Moshang didn't know why he lost control.

Perhaps Su Huaixu was too excited, but Li Moshang suppressed his anger and unhappiness, and asked patiently, "What's wrong with you all of a sudden...?"

Su Huaixu pushed him, opened the door and pushed him out, then closed the door with a "bang".

Li Moshang was standing in the corridor of the hotel wearing big underpants, dumbfounded.

Zhu Yuyu's door on the opposite side was opened a crack, wearing pajamas with an innocent face showing half of his face, and asked: "...have you two had a conflict in the middle of the night?"

Li Moshang said with a dark face, "Just mind your own business."

Zhu Yuyu spread her hands and rolled her eyes.

Although the camera was broken, the memory card was not. Su Huaixu took out a card reader and connected the memory card to the computer. He didn't even click on that folder, and directly chose to format it.

Su Huaixu didn't care if there were any important things of Li Mushang in it, he just knew that he didn't want his photos to appear in Li Mushang's camera.

Because he didn't want what happened seven years ago to repeat itself.

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The midsummer of 2015 was a year when even the chirping of cicadas was much more manic than in previous years. That summer, Su Huaixu was always between hot and busy, constantly rushing to the hospital and on the way to see Li Moshang .

Going to the hospital became a routine for him.

The mother's uremic dialysis has no effect, and she has almost entered the countdown of life.

Although he and Li Moshang have been together for more than a year, they can't talk about anything except love and sex, so Su Huaixu often swallows all the sadness and pain by himself.

Su Huaixu and Li Moshang hadn't seen each other for a long time before their mother passed away.

Seeing with his own hands his mother's face covered with a white cloth was rolled out of the emergency room, Su Huaixu didn't even dare to catch up with her to take a look at her, he kept calling Li Moshang's phone number, but the other party was still in a state of being unable to get through, he was at a loss He took a taxi to go to Li Moshang's residence, originally wanting to seek relief, but in the end all he got was another new blow.

During his long period of suffering, Li Moshang never cared about him, it turned out that it was because he had someone else.

He hangs out with the others in the same room they used to hang out.

Su Huaixu ran away in a hurry without seeing what the person kissing Li Moshang looked like. He didn't dare to look any further, because he was afraid that he couldn't help rushing in to ask Li Moshang for an explanation, which would make him even more pitiful.

Later, for a longer period of time, not only did Su Huaixu not meet Li Moshang, he even lost contact with WeChat.

Although Li Moshang tried to contact him many times during the period.

The two met again at the funeral.

Su Huaixu thought he could keep calm, but he still couldn't help arguing with Li Moshang—his sarcasm got Li Moshang's pressing every step of the way, and the two eventually broke up.

Su Huaixu would always remember that the weather was very gloomy that day.

Many mourners came to the cemetery, most of them were his relatives and friends.A thunderstorm continued from the beginning until then, and the photo of my mother smiling was also soaked. Su Huaixu wiped the photo of her mother with his sleeve, but more water fell wantonly.

Su Huaixu stood up, and when he turned around, he saw everyone's eyes that suddenly became strange.

Everyone looked at him with strange eyes.

Su Huaixu didn't know what happened until he saw several nude photos of himself on the ground.

A thunderbolt lit up half of the sky, and in the torrential rain, Su Huaixu saw more photos sprinkled in front of everyone at the funeral, sprinkled in this midsummer.

Su Huaixu stood there blankly, he was just thinking, Li Moshang said that he didn't have negatives for these photos, no one would see them.

So he cooperates with him to do all kinds of movements and poses, which have long gone far beyond the scope of nude models.