Lovers suffer from depression [Quick Transmigration]

Wen Ran looked into Meng Miandong's eyes and said, "You are the most suitable one."

Meng Miandong couldn't help laughing at Wen Ran's serious appearance. After laughing for a while, his face turned cold: "It turns out that Wen Yingdi is not acting in a romantic drama, but is joking with me?"

"I'm not joking with you." Wen Ran sighed, "I won't joke about liking it."

"Really?" Meng Miandong took another sip of red wine and hiccupped. Immediately afterwards, he put down the bottle, turned on the TV, searched for the video that recorded the most embarrassing moment in his life, and clicked to play it.

Then his singing came out from the stereo, it was a voice that he could no longer reproduce, clear, pure, and full of the stubbornness and edges of a young man.

Not long after, his singing voice gradually lost its tone, and the sound of vomiting suddenly exploded, like a thorn piercing him, scarred from inside to outside, bleeding profusely.

He seems to have returned to that time again, the irresistible feeling of vomiting, dizziness, as well as the confusion and panic of sudden deafness surrounded him, and then easily knocked him down and nailed him to the ground on the stage.

Of course, it was only the spirit that was crucified on the stage. His body was helped off the stage by his manager. At the same time, "Independence" came to an abrupt end, leaving only the lonely accompaniment.

In fact, dying on stage is not bad, right?

If you can die on the stage before suddenly deaf.

In that way, his life will always be frozen in the most glorious moment.

He suddenly pulled away from it again, and stared at himself in the video as if staring at a mutated monster.

No matter how many times he looks at it, he'll fantasize about possibilities that absolutely don't exist—that's not me, that's not me, that's just a stranger who looks like me.

But after the five-minute-plus video ended, he had to admit that it was himself, the ugly self in front of the audience.

He didn't look away, and continued to stare at the commotion off the stage, but his body trembled.

Suddenly, he was embraced by a pair of hands. This embrace was very warm, reminding him of the temperature he felt when he was carried by the director of the orphanage to the kindergarten when he was a child.

He likes going to kindergarten, but because he is an orphan, he will always be teased by other children with parents.

Once, it was the dean's grandmother who carried him to the kindergarten, and she said loudly to the children in the class: "I am Miandong's grandma, you are not allowed to say that Miandong is an unwanted child."

Wen Ran was surprised to notice that Meng Miandong hugged him back, and tightened his hands, burying his face in his arms.

He didn't know why Meng Miandong was willing to get close to him, but he was afraid that he was hallucinating, so that he was even cautious about breathing.

However, even though he was careful, he was still pushed away by Meng Miandong.

Meng Miandong has returned to the reality from the memory, he looked at Wen Ran who was pushed staggeringly by himself, and realized that he was pushing too hard.

He bit his lip, wanting to apologize, but couldn't help resenting Wen Ran for bringing back his memories.

The dean's grandma in the memories has passed away long ago, and he in the memories is no different from a dead person. The warm memories are useless except to reflect his desolation.

He replayed the video again, pointed at himself who was radiant on stage, and said indifferently: "Is he the one you like?"

He fast-forwarded a little, and fast-forwarded to the point where he vomited on the stage. Amidst the sound of vomiting, he tried his best to calmly say: "This is me."

Wen Ran tentatively stretched out his hand to Meng Miandong, but Meng Miandong snapped it away neatly.

He withdrew his hands and said solemnly: "For me, you are you, no matter what you become."

Meng Miandong sarcastically said: "That's pretty sweet, if you like me so much, if you like me so much that you don't dislike my ugliness, why didn't you show up earlier?"

"I..." I couldn't show up sooner.

Wen Ran opened his mouth, and before he could think of a word, Meng Miandong turned from sarcasm to self-deprecation: "What do you want from me now? Is it this body?"

Meng Miandong stretched out his hand to take off his clothes, and when Wen Ran pressed his hand, he immediately slapped Wen Ran's hand away, and stubbornly stripped himself clean.

Then, he said word by word to Wen Ran: "Is this body worth 100 million?"

Wen Ran picked up Meng Miandong's coat from the ground and put it on for Meng Miandong, but after putting it on for a while, Meng Miandong tore it off again.

Meng Miandong knelt on the ground, and sank three fingers in front of Wen Ran.

Eye-catching drops of blood dripped down his fingers immediately, but he smiled and said seductively, "Why don't you come and get your 100 million?"

Wen Ran forcibly pulled out Meng Miandong's fingers, and then hugged Meng Miandong tightly in his arms.

Meng Miandong in his arms was expressionless, and his lower body was still bleeding continuously.

Wen Ran understood that Meng Miandong should not be left alone at home, but he had no choice but to say to Meng Miandong: "I'm going to buy medicine, you wait for me to come back."

Meng Miandong seemed to have heard it, but he didn't seem to hear it. However, when he was about to close the door, he reminded: "Don't forget to buy lubricant and condoms."

But when he came back, Meng Miandong was gone. Only the shocking pool of blood could prove that Meng Miandong was here.

He wanted to find Meng Miandong, but he was afraid of scaring Meng Miandong.

Of course he knew Meng Miandong's address, but going to the door rashly like this would definitely arouse Meng Miandong's precautions and resentment, right?

But Meng Miandong didn't have a good impression of him in the first place, so what if he disliked him?

Urged by worry, he stopped thinking and walked while searching.

He didn't know Meng Miandong before, so he probably didn't know Meng Miandong's address, so he asked his manager, Meng Miandong's manager, for Meng Miandong's address.

——Yes, the irony is that Meng Miandong's manager became his manager after Meng Miandong's Ziwei star died.

He knocked on the door, but Meng Miandong didn't answer.

He put the medicine in his hand at the door, and said with concern: "Miandong, I left the medicine at the door, you take good care of yourself."

There was still no movement inside, Meng Miandong really hated him, right?

He stood at the door for a while before leaving.

He didn't expect that Meng Miandong, whom he cared about, didn't go home yet, but huddled on the stairs, and didn't go home until he left.

This apartment is a second-hand house, 12 years old, and the building is only six floors high. Meng Miandong lives on the third floor. As an orphan, Meng Miandong dreamed of owning his own home one day since he was a child. For this goal, he Since junior high school, he has been working part-time to earn money. Because of his exquisite facial features and slender figure, he was discovered by an agent at the age of 17 and became a model. The salary of an ordinary model is not high, and it is far behind the high housing price. I can buy a second-hand house first.

Later, he tried to show the songs he wrote to his agent, luckily he was appreciated by the agent, and he recorded his first record.

He totally did not expect that this first record made him win all the best newcomer awards in China.

What he didn't expect was that it only took him nine months from the release of his first record to his embarrassing exit.

In fact, everything is his fantasy, right?

But if it was a dream, why did his left ear suddenly become deaf?And why did he suffer from alcohol dependence?

He walked to the door of the house, picked up the medicine that Wen Ran brought him, opened the door, threw the medicine away, and then opened a can of beer to drink.

He drank a can of beer before going to the bathroom.

He peeled off his jeans, then his blood-stained underwear in disgust, and then pulled out the paper towel stuffed with blood.

Now he is extremely embarrassed, second only to that failed performance.

Fortunately, Wen Ran's house is only 15 minutes away from his home, otherwise, he might not be able to come back, right?

But why did he run away?

You obviously received Wen Ran's 100 million selling money, didn't you?

They obviously gave up on themselves to the point of sinking three fingers, didn't they?

Thinking about it carefully, it's mainly because Wen Ran is very gentle, right?Gentle enough to scare him.

He who has nothing doesn't deserve to be treated so tenderly, so Wen Ran's tenderness must be false.

This realization made him a little disappointed, after all, it had been a long, long time since no one had treated him so well.

He put away his thoughts, his lower body was naked/naked, and wanted to drink another can of beer, but he barely took a step, but a string of blood beads snaked down from the heels of his legs, licking his skin like a poisonous snake.

Of course it hurts, but he doesn't want to stop the pain, he just wants to drink.

Anyway, this little pain, this little injury can't kill him, it would be good if it could kill him.

He drank beer, went to drink liquor, and then fell asleep in a daze. When he woke up again, he found that he had a fever.

He took a cold medicine indiscriminately and fell asleep again.

When he woke up this time, when he opened his eyes, what he saw was his manager.

He said hoarsely, "Brother Han, what are you doing here? How did you get in? I don't think I have a new job, do I?"

Han Cheng replied: "Wen Ran admires you very much and wants to ask you to compose and sing the theme song for his new movie. He asked me for your address and phone number, but your phone can't get through. If you knock on the door He didn't respond, he was afraid that something might happen to you, so he asked someone to break open the door, but he didn't expect to see you flushed and had a high fever, so he immediately sent you to the hospital."

When Meng Miandong heard the words, he realized that he was in the hospital now.

He pressed his temple, and asked again: "Where did Wen Ran go?"

"Wen Ran has a TV interview, and he should be back soon." Han Cheng asked suspiciously, "Are you familiar with Wen Ran?"

Not familiar, but the relationship between male prostitutes and clients.

He was thinking about this, but heard Han Cheng say: "Wen Ran has always been a workaholic, but he has been by your side all the time, which made me push a lot of work. I couldn't push the TV interview, so I reluctantly went. He Before you leave, tell me to take good care of you."

Meng Miandong found clues from Han Cheng's words: "Are you Wen Ran's manager now?"

Han Cheng nodded: "Yes, I am Wen Ran's manager now."

Meng Miandong closed her eyes, couldn't help but smiled bitterly in her heart and said: Wen Ran, I envy you very much, you have everything, but I have nothing.