Love talk will eventually find its owner [Entertainment]

Xiaodong hangs up the phone with a heavy heart.

Now that things have come to this, she can only be thankful that she didn't spoil this "surprise" to Lu Qingqing in advance.

This day was the thirteenth day of the first month, exactly ten days before Qiao Yilu came out.

According to traditional customs, this day is actually not yet the New Year.

Xiaodong stayed with Lu Qingqing all day and night, and while helping Lu Qingqing put her usual cosmetics on the hotel sink, she said, "Miss Qingqing, when you were young, did you have lanterns on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month? When I was young, I envied others. The little ones have those kind of paper lanterns."

Now it seems that those little lanterns are worthless at all.Most of them are small animal patterns, the head is made of paper, and the body is a piece of ordinary plastic paper, which looks like the word cheap is written all over it.

"My mother bought me an electric lantern, and I can sing," Xiaodong said, "but I still envy those children's paper lanterns... okay."

She arranged things, walked out of the bathroom, and began to pack Lu Qingqing's clothes.

They only lived in Jiangcheng for one day, and tomorrow they had to catch a plane to America.

"It's because everyone is playing with paper lanterns." Lu Qingqing regained consciousness and continued

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"Probably." Xiaodong smiled and sat directly on the ground, "Because it's different from everyone else's, so I always feel out of place."

She hesitated for a moment, but didn't ask Lu Qingqing what she was like when she was a child.

Instead, Lu Qingqing spoke first.

"In recent years, some cities have held Lantern Festivals, which are quite fun." Lu Qingqing participated in this kind of event on a program on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month last year. Very delicate." She recalled the scene in her memory and said softly.

Lin Lang once said that when she was a child, every Lantern Festival, she would go to the city wall with her parents to watch the lanterns.

At that time, they were fine.

Lu Qingqing said that they can go together after the Lantern Festival tomorrow.

She felt that watching the Lantern Festival was of course at night.It's winter again, scarves, hats, and glasses.With this three-piece suit, it might be difficult for others to see his own face.

She waited for a long time, and then, there was no "then".

Lu Qingqing sat on the bed, silent.

She thought about a long time ago.

When I was young, other children had lanterns, but she didn't.

But in school, the teacher once taught how to use oranges to make lamps.

She hollowed out the oranges, lit candles, and sat alone in the empty house, looking at the little candlelight in the oranges.The smell of cheap candles, together with the faint scent of orange peels roasted by fire, permeated the room quietly.

Lu Qingqing is too young to understand many things.

She looked at the little orange lantern for a while, picked it up carefully, and wanted to go downstairs to show it to other children in the yard.

As soon as this idea came out, she heard laughter from downstairs.Little Lu Qingqing jumped off the stool and ran to the window sill to watch.

Downstairs there is a group of children, all familiar faces, holding lamps, laughing and making noise.Unlike Xiaodong's place, the group of children at Lu Qingqing's place all carried electric lanterns, and as Xiaodong said, when the lanterns were turned on, they began to sing.

She watched and yelled downstairs: "Wait for me, I'll go down too—"

A child heard her voice, so he raised his head: "Xiaoxi—come down quickly—!"

Lu Qingqing smiled, and ran back to the living room, ready to get her lamp.

But the orange lamp fell down, and the wax oil melted and flowed out, burning quietly on the wooden table.

Lu Qingqing froze in fright.

"Sister Qingqing—" Xiaodong took out Lu Qingqing's pajamas from the suitcase, "Go to bed early, I have to catch a plane tomorrow."

Lu Qingqing regained consciousness from her memory and said "Mmm".

Xiaodong said: "Then I'll go next door." She put her pajamas on Lu Qingqing's bed, went to the cubicle by herself, and got ready to sleep.

After Xiaodong left, Lu Qingqing sat on the bed for a while.

She is actually a bit resistant to checking Weibo.Every time I click on it, I can think of when I was with Lin Lang, the two hugged each other, you and me, and weibo hot searches together.

But human beings always like to abuse themselves.

She couldn't help but wanted to know what Lin Lang was doing recently.

On the tuba, of course, it's only work-related.In fact, Lin Lang's tuba has not been updated for a long time.

As for the trumpet that Lu Qingqing knew.Since they broke up until now, the update is not too big and diligent.

Lin Lang seemed to realize that Lu Qingqing might read the post above.

So she was very cruel, and simply cut off the possibility of Lu Qingqing understanding her own life from the root.

When Lu Qingqing clicked on Weibo, she was bewildered and thought: "I need to take medicine later."

She has worked very hard, very hard, at least to show that the situation is getting better in front of others.

But the world still doesn't let her go.

The number one on the hot search list is to ask the public what they think about same-sex marriage.

Lu Qingqing could almost hear her own heartbeat.

She understands that this question is still an echo of Qiao Yilu's coming out.If it is an ordinary star, if this kind of thing happens, everyone will probably think that he has a bad attitude, and it is more of a matter of nothing to do with him.

But that was Qiao Yilu.

Qiao Yilu is the childhood goddess of many people, especially the main force of Weibo.

In fact, Lu Qingqing has always been afraid to read the public's comments on this matter.

If even Qiao Yilu faced bad reviews, then if her sexuality and girlfriend were exposed, she would undoubtedly suffer even more bad reviews.

Thinking of the overwhelming slanderous words, Lu Qingqing felt chills all over her body.

But at this moment, I don't know where the courage came from, and Lu Qingqing clicked on the voting results.

She didn't even find out until she clicked on it that it was an official media that posted the vote.

Her heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

"Pounding, pounding", almost jumped out of the throat.

After breaking up with Lin Lang, Lu Qingqing's only consolation was: "I made a good choice for both of us."

When she was at her best, she would comfort herself like this over and over again.

But when the mood sinks to the bottom and falls into the abyss, even this sentence is no longer a panacea.

But in any case, at least this "fact" has comforted her many times and truly.

"Break up with Langlang out of good intentions."

It is to let Lin Lang not be embarrassed in front of his parents, not to face the vicious words of his fans.

It is to make my future smoother and opener, so that she can still be that glamorous actress.The words are so good to guide, a photo of Coxi has made her still the "bitch who sells her position and gets resources" in many black mouths.

Maliciousness towards women and actresses has never been a lot in the entertainment industry, and even in this country, at the level of public opinion in the whole society.

Under such circumstances, how dare she come out of the closet?

But what if even this last layer of fig leaf is torn away?

In the voting, many, even the vast majority of people chose to "have nothing to do with themselves".

Before Lu Qingqing noticed, she had put one hand on her heart and breathed through her mouth.

She was going to be out of breath.

For the first time, she began to search for public comments on Qiao Yilu's coming out.While searching, she told herself: "This is because the people who surf the Internet are all young people..." But in all the places she is familiar with, all the portal websites, the content she saw and highly praised were all unanimously supported.

Even if it is support from the standpoint of "nothing to do with yourself".

Every word is telling Lu Qingqing how cowardly and incompetent she is.

The excuse she thought was not an excuse at all.

Indeed, there are also many people who say that Qiao Yilu can be with his girlfriend, but he should not make a statement and admit this relationship openly.

But there are always people below to refute.

Not everyone agrees, but even those who are opposed will say "we can be together, but we shouldn't make it public".

And even the sweetest and most intimate moment between Lu Qingqing and Lin Lang, she never thought of making it public.

She just wanted to "be with Lin Lang".

She thought that being photographed would mean that the world would collapse and her reputation would be ruined.

But not at all, not at all.

Countless eyes circled around Lu Qingqing's eyes, and finally converged into a thunderous voice, mocking her and mocking her.

She hugged her knees helplessly and curled up.

She clearly knew that she was regretting it.

If the matter of Qiao Yilu could have appeared earlier.

Ah, she started thinking "what if" again.

Lu Qingqing lowered her head and buried her cheeks in her arms.Her shoulders trembled, but in the end, instead of crying, she laughed.

How ridiculous, how ridiculous.

She didn't fight for it at all, and just gave up on Lin Lang and the future that the two of them might have.Even if she resisted a little bit and endured the company's cold reception?

"Can't fall in love" is just an unspoken rule. The contract in black and white is "artists can't damage their own image" and "can't damage" the company's image.

Before she really broke the contract, she flinched because she was afraid of a future where she couldn't pay the sky-high liquidated damages.

But even if he waited a few more months, until Qiao Yilu's incident broke out.

If one day, she and Lin Lang were photographed—is this kind of thing really considered "damaging the company's image"?

Even though Qiao Yilu and her girlfriend were photographed kissing by the window of their house, Qiao Yilu did not make a statement at the beginning, but many people still felt that it was just a joke between two women who had a good relationship.

Not to mention a series of public opinion reactions afterwards.

Lu Qingqing really couldn't figure out what she had to do to definitely "damage her own image".

But it was too late.

In the dead of night, Xiaodong struggled for a long time before sitting up and getting ready to go to the bathroom.

She yawned, thinking: "I don't know if I can fall asleep later..." Thinking of the next dozen hours of the voyage, Xiaodong felt angina.

She stepped on her slippers and fumbled to turn on the light.

She booked a suite.

Two bedrooms and a living room.At first, Xiaodong thought that the hotel was ripping off customers, since they were used to living in another house.

But the hotel staff said that the suite had already been booked.

Xiaodong walked to the living room, and was a little surprised to find that there was a very weak light in the bathroom.

She hesitated and stopped.

Is Miss Qingqing still asleep...

She glanced at her watch.

It's almost three o'clock.

Xiaodong coughed lightly, pretending that she had just come out, and paced outside with her mobile phone in her arms.

She understands that Sister Qingqing needs to sort out her mood, but she really wants to go to the toilet.

After wandering around like this for a long time, he opened the video website again, and after watching a 10-minute Vlog, Xiaodong finally realized: "Maybe there is no one inside, otherwise it would not have been quiet for so long."

She touched her nose in embarrassment and stepped forward to push the door.

Did not push away.

Xiaodong blinked and knocked on the door: "Sister Qingqing..." Ahhh, I can't hold back anymore!Awkward!

There was still no sound from the door.

"Sister Qingqing?" Xiaodong's heart skipped a beat, feeling something was wrong.

She quickly ruled it out in her heart: "Turn off the light, there must be someone inside! But why not turn it on—"

Xiaodong began to worry.

After all, Lu Qingqing is still a patient.It is already inhumane to let a patient work around.She wanted to give Lu Qingqing some psychological care, but the best medicine didn't answer the phone.

Xiaodong wandered around the room for a long time, then gritted his teeth and went to push the door of the little boss' room.Sure enough, it was pushed open, and there was no one inside.

She stomped her feet and went to call the front desk.

The front desk connected quickly and told Xiaodong that there was a bathroom key in the drawer in the living room.

When he got the key and went to open the door, Xiaodong's hands kept shaking.

She didn't dare to imagine that if something happened to Lu Qingqing——

Xiaodong bit her finger, unscrewed the lock, and pushed the door open.

She took a step back in astonishment, and then exclaimed: "Sister Qingqing——"

Lu Qingqing was wearing a nightgown, lying in the bathtub.

The water in the bathtub was pale blood, and the smell of rust poured into Xiaodong's nostrils.