The scumbag actor is back

Luo Jingxiu, who was caught by Mo Qian, was not surprised at all, but silently raised Mo Qian from the ground with his hands.Mo Qian's hands and feet were weak, like a cat being held by the back of the neck, and he was obediently put on the sofa.

After Luo Jingxiu settled Mo Qian, he straightened up and left without saying a word.But where Mo Qian would let him leave easily, he stretched out his hand to pull.

Luo Jingxiu avoided it, and made a bigger move.After all, Mo Qian was drunk, being taken by him, he rolled off the sofa directly.Luo Jingxiu reacted quickly, and subconsciously went to fish, but Mo Qian had already seen the opportunity, hooked his long legs, dexterously wrapped around Luo Jingxiu's knees, exerted strength from his waist, and both of them rolled onto the sofa, Mo Qian took the opportunity to turn over, Sitting on Luo Jingxiu's body, he looked down at him.

"Don't be in a hurry." Mo Qian leaned down with a smile, and pressed Luo Jingxiu's shoulders, preventing him from getting up. His eyelashes were full of innocence, "I haven't seen you for three years, don't you have anything to say to me?"

Luo Jingxiu looked at him with a cold expression.

"open."

Mo Qian didn't let him go, but deliberately got closer to him, with his head against his head, breathing and smelling each other, forming an extremely ambiguous posture.He licked his lips and said aggrievedly: "When I was popular, you didn't treat me like this."

This sentence was like a spark falling into a barrel of explosives, and Luo Jingxiu's eyes set off a stormy sea.Mo Qian didn't even react, he just felt a powerful force overturning him, followed by a whirlwind, and then blinked, he was already under Luo Jingxiu's pressure.

He belatedly realized the danger, and felt that Luo Jingxiu's power to grab him was frightening.

"Mo Qian." Luo Jingxiu read his name slowly, as if he wanted to chew these two words together with him, and the strong emotion contained in it made Mo Qian secretly startled, "Why did you come back?"

"I—" Mo Qian wanted to say something, but was at a loss for words.

He still didn't have the answer Luo Jingxiu wanted.

"Okay, let me change the question." Luo Jingxiu's tone returned to calm, those emotions seemed to have disappeared, but they seemed to be hidden deeper, turning into a deeper and more complex emotion, "If, your script What you need is not me, will you still come to me?"

Mo Qian was a little puzzled: "But I just need you. This role is tailor-made for you. There are not many opportunities for an actor to meet a role that can make him or herself, and the role also needs the most suitable actor to achieve."

Luo Jingxiu was silent for a moment: "No more?"

Mo Qian thought about it carefully, and found that he still had a lot to say, but for some reason, he felt that these were still not the answers Luo Jingxiu wanted.So he began to re-examine Luo Jingxiu's question.

"You mean, if the role is not suitable for you, will I still go to you?" Mo Qian asked himself and answered, "If it is not suitable, it depends on the situation. For example, if your performance can convince me, then Based on our relationship, I can still give you this chance."

Luo Jingxiu's restraint on Mo Qian became stronger, and Mo Qian even began to feel pain.

"Hiss, take it easy." Mo Qian said, "I'm getting old, and my bones can't stand the toss."

Luo Jingxiu didn't let go, he stared into Mo Qian's eyes: "Do you still remember what you said to me before I went to audition for "Old Indus in Autumn"?"

"Uh, I seemed to ask you to bring me a pack of cigarettes." Mo Qian recalled.

Luo Jingxiu sneered: "Since I remember it, why didn't I say it?"

"Well, I seem to be pretending to be with you, I said—"

"You said acting is better than hard work."

"It seems that what I said was not so brief. I even gave you an example." Mo Qian was still talking about him from left to right.Luo Jingxiu had already placed his hand on his heart.

"Mo Qian, where's your heart?"

Mo Qian opened his eyes wide.

For the first time, a crack opened in his inattentive shell, and a trace of deep pain escaped. He tried in vain to hide it, but he didn't know that he had already exposed his weakness to the hunter.

"I can't help it either." Mo Qian covered his face with one hand, avoiding Luo Jingxiu's gaze.

"You have!" Luo Jingxiu was still pressing on every step of the way.He stubbornly wanted to get something from Mo Qian, maybe it was just an answer.An answer that has been waiting for three years.

"I had no choice at that time. I lost to you completely and completely. I am not as good as you. I knew it from the first time I saw you on stage. I thought I could learn something from you. But the closer I get to you, the more I understand that I can't learn that anyway. You are right, I have no heart, I can't even compare to a newcomer like you, my performance makes me sick." Mo Qian said in a tone I became more and more excited, and finally even yelled, "Okay! I admit, I'm a bastard! I'm sorry! Are you satisfied! I can't act anymore at that time, I dare not contact you, I avoid you, Because I don't want to see you pity me!"

Mo Qian was panting, drunkenness affected his state.He closed his eyes, waiting for Luo Jingxiu to scold him——

"Mo Qian, I miss you very much, do you know that?"

Mo Qian was taken aback.

"For a while, I thought about you every day, thinking about where you might be and what you were doing." Luo Jingxiu continued, "I want to do more movies, and you will always see me. You love movies so much, even if If you don’t want to see me, you will always see my poster. But I thought, what if you don’t even like movies? I dare not think.”

"At the most difficult time, I didn't dare to think about anything." Luo Jingxiu said softly, "When I think about it, it hurts. I can't stand it."

Mo Qian hardly dared to look into his eyes.

It was an unspeakable sadness, loneliness and desolation that he had never seen before.

Just by looking at it, it was like feeling the same sad state of mind.Mo Qian suddenly lost all his courage and self-confidence. For the first time, he even wondered if he had done something wrong.

"I—I don't know, you will be so sad." Mo Qian said, "I'm sorry. If possible, I want to make up for my mistakes, can you give me—"

"A heart that hurts for too long will gradually break down and die." Luo Jingxiu stopped his words, and said in a flat tone, "Mo Qian, I don't have another heart for you."

Luo Jingxiu got up and left.This time, he was not hindered by anything.

"I'm leaving, don't contact me." Luo Jingxiu left, and the last sentence he left was exactly what was written on the note Mo Qian left three years ago.

The author says:

One of the two is acting, guess who it is~