And the top secret marriage decade.
Nobody knows my relationship with him.
Only on the show was he laughing at my script by his back:
“It sucks. I’m sorry.
It’s just in the interview that I was faced with a lot of flashlights and downplayed his acting:
“A play for something. I’m sorry.
Everyone knows Zhou and I don’t fight in the entertainment business.
No one knows we’ve been pregnant for 10 years.
One.
The 14th Final State Film Festival award is on site.
Best actor announcement.
The stars are standing on the podium.
The lights under the stage were directed at him.
A journalist put a microphone in front of him.
“Mr. Chow, as we all know, this is the second time you’ve got a movie star. Do you have anyone to thank for this? I’m sorry.
The men on the stage leaned over, approached the reporter’s microphone and laughed.
“I do have a man who needs special thanks. I’m sorry.
“Oh, who is it?”
This obviously mobilized the journalist’s curiosity, with a large camera shooting at him.
The next second, the man on the stage fell on me sitting far away.
“That’s Miss Fu Qingqing of course. I’m sorry.
“If it hadn’t been for her refusal to let me play her new play, I wouldn’t have had a chance with the Shadow King this time. I’m sorry.
“…”
All of a sudden, the cameras turned in the direction and flashed at me.
Right.
Because I refused to let Zhou perform my new play, he was given the opportunity to present the great prizes he has now made in the world of film.
I sat under the table, holding my arms, facing countless flashlights, and I laughed at the job.
But he did what he did.
This film, I’m an investor.
Two.
Get off the garage.
I’m driving the keys and I’m getting in the car.
The car was darkened and, as soon as it was ready to pull a seat belt, it was pulled into the arms.
“Honey…”
“Get out of my car. I held his wrist.
With the smell of cold mints and the smell of wine, his tall nostrils stood against my neck.
My statement seemed to make him laugh.
A little bit of a finger ticked my earlobe.
“Honey, I’m drunk. I’m sorry.
“Look for a driver. I’m sorry.
“Are you willing to find me a driver? I can’t be followed by a crowd. I’m sorry.
I’ll break his finger.
“That’s not true. You’re a great hero. I’m sorry.
He smiled even more, holding me around, and in the rear-view mirrors of the car, the hand of the man was increasingly moving in.
“Angered, huh?”
I don’t know. I’m sorry.
“But you’re going down again, I’m sure I’m angry. I’m sorry.
I turned on the inner light in the car.
And when the warm light fell, We saw clearly his magnified handsome face and his tickling and scattered smile.
What a cold-mouthed emperor.
Sven, the coronary beast, is for him.
After the announcement, he was given a toast by a group of people and must have been drunk.
Or else it wouldn’t be so soft for me.
And We pushed him to the side of his seat, and fastened him with a seatbelt, and when he turned his head over, he was blindfolded and kissed.
The man’s fingerbone touched my back, and then smote, and leaned over my neck.
The last sentence, it seems, has not been heard for a long time.
“No one loves you more than I do. I’m sorry.
3
The next day, I didn’t have to turn on the computer, and I knew it would blow up.
It’s hot. It’s all over the place.
#Fu Qingqing, 30 years east and west
# Fu Qingqing rejected the Shadow
# Fu Qingqing, your intestines are all blue
To the effect that, because of that interview yesterday, the whole network was laughing at me for not having a pattern or a vision, and letting go of a resource like Zhou Shadow.
Maybe I’m the one who won the grand prize.
This isn’t over yet. At noon, the author of the award-winning film came out with a blog:
“Thank you for your love and support for White Lotus. It’s interesting to say that we’re most grateful to you. Although she had nothing to do with our entire set, she sent us the most precious man number one. I’m sorry.
“It is precisely because of Mr. Chow’s cooperation that this play was given a different color, giving it the opportunity to enter the public view.
So I’d like to thank Miss Fu. Ms. Fu and my teacher have graduated from film school and I look forward to more opportunities for working with her. I’m sorry.
At the bottom of Boven, Ait also had his weekly personal accounts.
She’s gonna need someone to play White Lotus.
I’m under microblogging, and the comment section is all a compliment.
Hin-hyun is really talented and beautiful! I’m sorry.
“Fou Qingqing has been squeezing Xin during film school, and our sister has climbed up one step at a time. I’m sorry.
“That’s funny. Didn’t Fu Qingqing win the prize? She didn’t get the prize we won today! I’m sorry.
“I’ve seen Fu Qingqing be upset, okay? She’s got a few international prizes. Is she qualified to criticize us? I’m sorry.
I was just going to take my trumpet and say, “No, I’m his wife. I’m the best. I’m sorry.
Just one comment was seen, and it was rapidly taking hold.
It was sent a minute ago:
“Looks forward to cooperation next time. I’m sorry.
It’s “Looking forward to next cooperation” that’s fine with anyone except Chow.
After all, I used to go over him in the movie, and he never answered me.
This man can’t send 10 individual tweets a year.
“I’ll go! What’s the matter? Is it me? I’m sorry.
“He replied! This is the first time he’s responding to the production? I’m sorry.
“Wow, I kind of hit it…
“So gentle and beautiful, and they’re so good-looking that they don’t get along with it…”
“…”
I’m staring at my own cell phone, and I’m turning on Wisdom.
An hour ago, I sent Zhou a note:
“Where are you? I didn’t see you in the morning. I’m sorry.
To date, there has been no response.
He had time to go back to a White Lotus microblog and not to his wife.
I bit my teeth and moved his name to the blacklist.
4
“Are you sure you’re still out there? I’m sorry.
My agent and girlfriend put a bowl of fat cows in the pot.
“You really care about the prize, because it’s the only prize you haven’t won in the country. I’m sorry.
“and she’s got it. She’s your worst writer. I’m sorry.
“and your husband’s help…
“And your husband was dumped by you.”
“…can you please stop, we eat so good…”
I finally cut her off.
Actually, my best friend was right, even though I told myself I wanted to lighten up on everything.
When I saw Paiking’s prize was the only one I didn’t get.
When I saw you turn around, I went to play for her.
My heart is still inescapable.
I know that’s what Zhou Zhou is.
He told me we’d meet at the top.
“But I’m curious, why didn’t you let Zhou do your play? I’m sorry.
“I remember your script was made for him, right? I’m sorry.
My best friend leaned over, curiously asked me.
I was staring at the grunt-blowing fire pot, and I pulled the horn.
“Because then I had a fight with him. I’m sorry.
“What’s the noise? I’m sorry.
“Whether or not to eat a hot pot or not.” I eat spicy, he doesn’t eat spicy. I’m sorry.
“…”
My best friend was shocked.
I looked up and said:
“There’s no such thing as a separate pot. There’s only one bottom. I’m sorry.
“…”
“No, that’s why you won’t let him do your new film!” I’m sorry.
That’s all I’m saying.
“Well, I don’t know if he said he wouldn’t do it…”
I saw my best friend’s eyes, and her phone was ringing.
I thought it was work. When she picked up, she handed me the phone.
“How did you get him blacked out?
“…”
I just remembered because he didn’t reply to my news, but he replied to the tweets of Paikin, and I did hack him.
Put up the phone and hear the man’s voice.
“Put me back, be good.”
“…”
I’ll be quiet, back to him.
“Don’t. I’m sorry.
It’s a coincidence that yesterday’s film festival is on the television of the Hotpot.
Baek Xin and Zhou are standing together because the photographer’s demands are a little close, and I have no idea what they say on Twitter.
Also, Zhou’s response to her tweets.
“Looks forward to cooperation next time. I’m sorry.
Never respond to a movie star, for the first time.
I squeezed my skirt and solemnly said to the phone.
“We’re divorced, Zhou. I’m sorry.
Man’s voice line is down a degree.
“What did you say?”
“divorce. I’m sorry.
There’s a laugh-like aura over there. I know, I did.
“You tell me again? I’m sorry.
I’m holding my breath and I’m writing it back.
“We, men, divorced, married.”
“…”
Men were silent across the street for a moment.
Then his voice was low and dangerous.
“Honey, I need an explanation. I’m sorry.
“I’ll break you…”
“…”
The last two dirty words probably didn’t say it because the phone had been taken away by the girl.
“No, no, no. What happened to you two? I’m sorry.
“Divorced again?”
Honey, keep your cell phone and look at me like I don’t understand.
“How long have you two been married? Divorce now? Not while you’re pregnant? Does this fit?
“What’s not right. I’m sorry.
I looked at her and drank all the orange juice in front of her.
Then stand up and pull her outside.
“Go, drink.”
5
The bar is very private.
But you’re also often able to find a familiar figure in a TV show under a light of colour.
My best friend, for example, found the man star she’s been chasing.
In the shrouded light, the two were moving closer and closer to the music body.
I had a drink back and back.
It is as if the acoustic sound can shield a man from five officials.
Till my girlfriend rips my throat and calls me back.
She seems a little drunk, holding my shoulder.
“Cingqing, I know you better, you know that? I’m sorry.
“You’re upset. You’re particularly upset. I’m sorry.
“You don’t act like you’re on TV. You’re losing. I’m sorry.
“and because of Zhou, you lost to Baek Xin. I’m sorry.
“…that your favorite is on your worst side. I’m sorry.
“…”
Amber’s wine dazzled by a refraction of spherical ice, slammed on a glass and made a tinkling sound.
I don’t know how many drinks I’ve had.
Until he was dazzled and then
One hand held my wristbone and dragged me into the arms.
A man’s ear amplified with a man’s heart, and he put me in his arms and covered my ears.
I want to struggle, but it’s too much power.
He hugged me for a while and whispered in my ear:
“I got off the plane at 11:30 this morning and I saw you. I’m sorry.
“I want you back, but you’ve already taken me black. I’m sorry.
“I flew back on the nearest flight, so…”
“My wife, why did you hack me? I’m sorry.
“…”
The bar’s slammed light fell on his face, so a mess of shadows is still pretty damn good.
I can’t help but understand why he’s always looked up to the Internet.
I opened my mouth, and I didn’t say anything.
Go outside, he’s right behind me.
Until I left the bar, slowly swallowing with the men behind me and strangling me against the walls.
Dark corners, dark lights.
“Let go of me, Chow. I’m sorry.
I bit my teeth.
But his fingerbone was slowly smoothing my neck.
“Why are you angry, huh?”
“For Baek Xin?”
“…”
Yes, because of Paiking.
I don’t want to admit it.
I’ve always had a strong desire to win before him.
I’m afraid I really loved it last week.
I can marry him for ten years, but I can’t love him.
It is painful to have feelings for a person, because then, whatever he does, my heart is moved.
He’ll take me to hell.
I understand that. Ten years ago.
“If you care about the tweets, I can explain. I’m sorry.
“My personal and studio accounts are not self-regulating. I’m sorry.
“The staff member forgot to cut the account number and sent my personal account with the comments that should have been sent to the studio account. I’m sorry.
“It has been deleted, that is all. I’m sorry.
After the explanation, he untied me, leaned over and looked into my eyes.
“Don’t divorce, okay? I’m sorry.
I’m crooked, look at him.
Bite the back teeth and say two words.
“Just leave. I’m sorry.
“…”
Six.
After that, I haven’t spoken to Zhou Yi for about 10 days.
He changed a dozen phone numbers to call me. I hacked them all.
Later, he stopped fighting.
Retaliation for me, like a hype on Twitter.
I’ve been living with my best friend.
In fact, we didn’t see each other for days in a year when we were busy.
So even if we were married for 10 years, we’d spend less than five years together.
“Yingqing, there’s a program for you that wants you to participate in an art. I’m sorry.
Best friend comes home and puts it in front of my computer.
I look up and ask her.
“What kind of art?”
“Love skills.” I’m sorry.
“Don’t go. I’m sorry.
“It’s ten times the cost of selling a copyright. I’m sorry.
“…”
I was strung up.
“Go. I’m sorry.
I don’t know which boss invested it, but it cost me a lot.
It’s a kind of tourist business.
I was pushed by my best friend to the scene on the grounds that it was good to see the view.
So I saw there two people I didn’t want to see.
Indeed, there is a reason for the price to be high.
The Shadows are all over it.
The writer is here.
7
“No, I swear, I didn’t know Baek Xin was here. I’m sorry.
My best friend apologized to me on the phone.
“The team didn’t notify the program.”
It’s obvious that the show is just trying to use my relationship with the three people, Baek Hin.
Now the whole entertainment world knows that our relationship is interesting.
I hung up on the phone, I was suffocating, I looked across the street.
“Long time no see. I’m sorry.
The low-sounding lines were ringing in front of me, and the surroundings reached out to me.
It’s like I didn’t have a grudge against him, like 10 days ago I was stuck in a corner saying that he wasn’t the one who told me not to divorce.
I was used to being decent in front of the camera, so I reached out.
As a result, my hands were cut off directly with Zhou’s.
“Yes, Mr. Zhou, long time no see. I’m sorry.
Shiraito wears a little tweezer, and smiles nice and cute.
Weekend… is saying hello to her.
I take my hand back, stand aside, like a man of love.
I don’t know.
The camera is right at us.
Look around, everybody’s looking at the face.
It is clear that the group was deliberately trying to match Zhou Yi and Baek Xin.
The director even wanted the three of us to fight directly at the scene.
8
Of the six people on the show, me and Paiking are both writers.
Zhou Zhou is the largest flower, and besides him there is a singer and a red child.
Finally, there’s a vegan with no presence.
…it was said to have been pulled directly from the street.
— Mr. Chen, a caring citizen.
The first round of the show was a game to decide who and who were “partners.”
So-called games are six people who answer the same questions and see the degree of understanding.
When the results were published, the greatest degree of understanding was that singer and Xiaosheng.
The lowest is me and Chow.
We’re in peace, and we’re zero.
It’s as if it’s 100% harder than me.
The bond between Zhou and Paixin is seventy-five percent, except the highest.
At the end of the game, the group took you to a square to announce the results, and I heard the hymns whispering to the chorus:
Mr. Chow, thank you so much. I’m sorry.
As a result, the group announced that I and Zhou Tsai were matched.
…In the first round, the lower the degree of constancy, the better to be together.
His face is undetectable.
I’m even more sorry to be on this show.
9
Everyone knows I don’t know what I’m up against.
I don’t want to hide any more.
The “love couple” in the show have to choose the way to go out to play.
I picked the plane, and Chow chose the ship.
I look up and look at him.
He raised his eyebrow.
“I’m seasick. I’m sorry.
I smiled at him.
“I’m dizzy. I’m sorry.
He looked at me and nod his head.
“Well, then take the boat. I’m sorry.
It’s my turn now.
I can’t get dizzy, I have to run all over the country, not by plane.
But he was really seasick.
And, of the heavy.
On the pier, the sea wind rises to the front.
He looked like he was dead.
“Whether we fly or not…”
“Go. I’m sorry.
Then he came straight over, grabbed my wrist and got on deck.
“…”
10
“Chou, I can’t afford your medicine. I’m sorry.
The boat is already the best, but the waves are up and down, and Zhou’s face is as white as paper this time.
He was lying on the fence and he looked at me.
I don’t know what’s funny about him.
Can’t you afford it?
“Well, let’s make a deal. I’m sorry.
“…”
He did my play.
All the directors who know each other boast that Zhou Zhou is a natural actor and is fit to live under the lens.
Just like now, the role of lovers, he’s talking about getting into it.
But I’m not an actor.
Unlike him, I can always be decent in front of the camera.
When all couples reach their destination on this trip, a second round of pair drawings is conducted.
There’s one last meal on the cruise ship.
Two menus, one of which is Chinese food, and one of which is spicy, exotic.
I ordered a second one without looking at it.
I sat across from him.
Looks like he never touched any chili and finishes everything in front of him.
The eyes are red.
He’s got stomach problems. He can’t eat so hot.
I couldn’t watch. I stopped the show.
And finally, it’s not spicy.
At the end of the night, he chased me to where the camera couldn’t.
Swinging the plywood, the waves rise.
Qingqing. I’m sorry.
“The boat I can ride. I’m sorry.
“I can eat spicy too. I’m sorry.
“I can compromise anything. Can we not divorce?” I’m sorry.
“…”
It’s like it’s back here again.
I looked up at him, and the man in the white shirt was still dizzy, and he couldn’t stand up, so he looked at me on the fence.
It’s like being carried away by a wind.
I shook my head.
“Why?”
He asked me.
‘Cause Paiking? Because I interacted with her? I’m sorry.
“I don’t get it. I’m just working with her. I’m sorry.
I look down, I don’t understand, I know.
He always thinks he’s him, I’m me.
He always felt that there was a difference between his assessment of me and his competition and his love for me.
So he wouldn’t think he helped my competitor with anything wrong.
So he can comment on my script in front of the public without changing.
And I’m… greedy of all his tenderness.
Wants him to do everything he wants.
Such problems have existed long ago.
So I was actually wrong.
He’ll never do that. It’s not his love.
I married him when I wasn’t in the movie ring.
He never knew that I had actually laid a lot of resources for him.
Later, he told me that we were doing our own business.
I didn’t tell him that.
Divorce is something I’ve been thinking about for a long time.
Perhaps it is too tired, and people who are emotional are not always able to respond rationally.
“Let’s leave. I’m sorry.
I looked up and told him gently.
Then he was strung on the rails.
The hull swayed, and his forehead hit my neck.
Half an inch, but only the sound of him drowning in the waves.
“Okay, don’t regret it. I’m sorry.
Eleven.
After that, the chorus stopped talking to me.
Until we get out of the car, start the second pair.
The camera is on us, and we haven’t said a word to each other.
The next six guests will gather, make small games and become familiar with each other and select each other directly for the second round.
The chorus chose the hymn, and the hymns.
It’s as if it’s what everyone wants, but they’re basically the ones on the show who think they’re here to fire.
Now we’re on the right track.
But he’s been staring at me.
I was a bit upset when he was staring at me, and I ended up with the only guy on the show.
People with whom he’s paired should not have any cameras.
It’s good to eat and drink. People come to love. I come to travel.
It’s just the scene. There’s always two people in the way.
In the fountain, water is pouring on the side of the sky, and it is only a smirk.
By the seaside, the sea giddys away with the fries in their hands and wears their hats in a state of panic, and the surroundings are still laughing.
In the supermarkets, the hyena rises up and takes what’s on the shelf, and the week is still filled with laughter.
There’s one thing I don’t understand.
Why do I have to go anywhere?
I was blinded by a sharp finger, and the person who was sitting across from me handed me the ice cream and stopped me from looking at them.
“Miss Fu, I hear you like vanilla. I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
His name is Chen Yingxian.
He’s a programmer at a game company.
But a tight suit, a fine and rational ginglasses, all but hinted at a dress that was incompatible with the programmer.
If I ignore the watch on his wrist, which is worth 10 years’ salary for an ordinary programmer, I believe he is a programmer.
I guess it’s the boss who’s doing nothing to experience life.
Although I’m a writer, I’ve been more of a producer and investor for years.
This “sun” may not know, but I’ve seen him from afar.
The big boss of the Wigand Corporation, the biggest entertainment company in the interior, is extremely low-profile, but he’s a legend in the circle.
That’s why I’m invited to this show for ten times more.
“Miss Chan, I know you’ve guessed who I am. I’m sorry.
The camera was really loose to us, and the camera turned it off.
“You and I look alike. I’m sorry.
“The old man is gone. I’m sorry.
“I don’t want to have a real relationship with that old man who was here on a business trip. I’m sorry.
“I want to show you what she looks like. I’m sorry.
“…”
It’s a double and a white moonlight.
The CEO wants the moon.
So he set up a show and invited me for a lot of money.
So people, they’re all his temporary companions.
12
It’s just the fall of this city.
The retro-lights were dark, and the car crossed the board, causing a snap.
I was crouching on the side of the road with Chen.
“Aren’t you the boss? I’m sorry.
“Miss Fu is wrong. I’m just a businessman. I’m sorry.
“All right, you’re a big businessman. Is it appropriate to sit down with me on the side of the road? I’m sorry.
“What’s wrong? I’m sorry.
He’s got a wrinkled shirt and he’s got a chin on me.
“…”
We’ll have to sleep on the street if this continues.
I wonder how the other couple are.
I’m not talking to Chen Zhang in the autumn.
I’ll drink all the warm wine in my hands.
“Philip. I’m sorry.
Unnamed, he mentioned a person’s name.
The big boss is good, and the cameras are being evacuated.
“What is your problem with Paiking? I’m sorry.
He asked me with interest.
Maybe it’s alcohol.
Maybe he’s still a stranger to me.
I blinked and asked him.
“Are you on her side too?”
He’s crooked.
“As far as I’m concerned, you and her have not been very effective in the circle. I’m sorry.
“Most of the time, are you stealing her resources? I’m sorry.
This is actually a very relevant assessment.
I’m not much of a resource.
I remembered what I said that week.
“What’s wrong with you?” I’m sorry.
“…”
Maybe I did it too much.
My lover and outsider are not on my side anymore.
I’m suffocating.
Yeah, I think I’m gonna hate her all my life.
13
In college, at the film school, Paiking was my sister, and we were both mentors, both my dad.
When I was a kid, my dad was so strict about me.
He’s the kind of man who has taken on the full role of a strict father.
There’s no tolerance for her daughter, but she can’t get a full score.
The students, other than their daughters, can be nice.
I still remember that when he went to school, he liked to exaggerate in front of all his students, but he always counted me.
He’s always talking about great talent in front of me.
Then shake my head and look at me and say I’m not spiritual.
I was the two most powerful new people in the film school, and they were competing.
In that year, there was an exchange qualification requiring a mentor to visit New Zealand with a student.
My father will choose between me and Shiraito.
Of course I thought my dad would pick me. That’s my dad.
He’s my family. He can’t choose his daughter.
If not, let me at least compete with her.
And that night, he called me into his study.
Tell me he’s been given the test and the list has been submitted.
Next week he’ll go with him.
That day, I was in his study in peace and quiet, and I looked at him for a long time.
And then he opened his mouth:
“But my scores are higher than Paik Hin? I’m sorry.
I’ve always been like this to him, in a desk.
In the silent silence, he whispered.
“Hitsu’s got more energy than you. I’m sorry.
“I’ve got my point. Leave it. I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
He said he had more energy than I did.
He always said it was good.
There’s no such thing as a father.
I didn’t get it. I yelled at him once.
“Are I your daughter or not? I’m sorry.
“…”
I fell and I never thought he understood me for 19 years.
Never thought he loved me.
I’ve never thought I’d get closer to him.
I ran to a friend’s house without a class and spent the night outside.
And then my mom called and told me that my dad was on his way home.
“Your father, alas…”
“Too Axe, he loves you, but he probably thinks you’re his daughter. I’m sorry.
“It’s always too much to ask of you. It doesn’t matter how much you suffer. I’m sorry.
“…”
Yeah, well, it’s just family, so far away, so far away.
But I admit that I was really upset.
My dad softened me first.
When he left the country, he sent me a lot of pictures of him in New Zealand, a view and a snow mountain.
These are things he never shared with me before. He used to send me some learning materials and videos.
But I didn’t return him.
And then one day, he sent me several messages.
“Honey, where are you?”
“Are you asleep?”
Then call me.
I’m still gambling, staring at the dial number, hanging up the phone.
Then he sent him a tweet.
“I don’t want you to be my dad anymore. I’m sorry.
“…”
It took him a long time to get back to me.
“Sir, Dad, I’m sorry. I’m sorry.
“…”
I didn’t know how big the snow was on the New Zealand mountain.
I don’t know what happened to their team.
A group of people went to the mountains to play and were trapped in the snow.
My dad used his last wiring to push the white hymns and fell into the valley.
The news was sent to me before he died.
Maybe that silk signal is a miracle.
But my separation from him is not perfect.
The last thing he sent me was:
“Sir, Dad, I’m sorry. I’m sorry.
The last sentence I sent him was:
“I don’t want you to be my dad anymore. I’m sorry.
14
This is a knot which We have not lifted for ten years.
I always hated him, even when I knew he was dead.
Until then, my father’s colleague leaked in front of me.
Actually, my dad was gonna take me to New Zealand.
But somehow, several school leaders put pressure on my dad.
I knew the Paiking family was powerful, and my father was a man who couldn’t compete.
He’s got his high, doesn’t want me to know he’s been coerced.
So every time I saw her, I hated her.
I hate her. I hate those who stand on her side.
The story is over.
In the autumn wind, Chen looked at me quietly.
Then I found out he wasn’t looking at me. He was looking behind me.
Cho stood there.
I was with Zhou Yi after my dad died. He never knew that.
He seemed to be standing there for a long time.
I walked by him and brought a fall leaf.
I don’t know.
The show was aired three months after we joined the ensemble.
I was sitting in front of the computer on the air.
We’ve got three messages coming out of the mail. My best friend told me to look hot.
I didn’t think this little show was gonna bring much wind.
At best, it’s the cp that’s the chorus and the chorus.
Turns out I saw a hot search first.
I can’t believe it’s me and Zhou.
♪ I’ll see you around
# Fragmentation cp
I don’t know.
♪ ♪ I’ll tell you ♪
The clips and the scripts of the first episode of the show are based on the chorus and Paiking.
But as soon as the video was turned on, the following comments were:
“Oh, my God, look at that look on the wall, it’s gonna be Lacey.”
“Why does he always laugh at Fu Qingqing? I’m sorry.
“Many times he tried to hold her hand, and it was avoided…”
And somehow, the “cp” “cp” “cp” went all over the Internet.
It’s really a renegade time for a guy with a script.
This came to an end, because the story between me and Zhou Zhou no longer existed.
On the other hand, someone dug up the chorus.
A small number that I don’t even know.
No personal tweets have been issued by the Shadows Week, and the last comment made by the staff member who misoperated under the white light has been deleted.
And he’s got one, the only one that cares about my number.
Or my super-speaker.
It’s often dark in the middle of the night.
I don’t know.
And this time, it just blew up the Internet.
“Is this the secret love I cry to death? I’m sorry.
“Think about it, Zhou Shadows are so full of pictures. I’m sorry.
“Ha ha ha, you see, there was a male actor who interacted with Qing, looked at the look, and he had his heart cut. I’m sorry.
“…”
I didn’t mean to talk about our relationship with my friends.
Most of the time, it was my powder and his powder.
But at the end of the day, they’re going to get divorced, and they’re going to bump me and Chow’s cp.
“Did he love you?
In the car, my best friend softly asks me.
And it was only by the window that We heard the sound of the trees as if they were clouds.
“Maybe love it. I’m sorry.
Otherwise I wouldn’t have registered a small number to spy on me.
Or else my name won’t be around every night.
Pity.
“I can’t feel it. I’m sorry.
I’m tired, ten years.
Little fatherly love when I was young, made me look like a monster, paranoid in seeking unreserved preferences.
But look around, too calm, too rational.
Outside the window, standing by the Civil Affairs Department door.
He was wearing a light gray windcoat and his beard was not shaved, and he looked at me like that.
I suddenly remembered that we were married 10 years ago.
I’m an unnamed writer. He’s a student who hasn’t set foot in the show.
We all ate $20 beef noodles.
He took a marriage certificate.
15
“Miss Fu, I hear you’re divorced. I’m sorry.
At the end of the launch, I met a familiar person in the garage.
He’s playing with his own maibah, a boring key to his work.
“You’re well-informed, Mr. Chan. I’m sorry.
I’ve known him before in that “love” section.
Group boss.
“Can I invite you?”
“Mr. Chan, I think you’re mistaken. I don’t have any intention of engaging with heterosexuals. I’m sorry.
I interrupted him, went to my car, and experience told me that it was harder to get out of the way to deal with people like him.
He stopped me two steps up.
“…”
I sneezed and looked up at him.
“Mr. Chan, although you’re well maintained, you can be my uncle at your age…”
“I actually want to give you my legacy. I’m sorry.
“…”
Huh?
I don’t know.
Private club.
I’ve been staring at a plate of food that I’ve been working on for a day, and I’ve had a bit of a fit.
“Fifty percent of my legacy will be donated to charity, and the remaining 50 percent to you, Miss Fu.” I’m sorry.
I looked up at him.
“Why?”
“Because you and I are very much alike. I’m sorry.
“That’s it?”
He nods his head.
“…”
I don’t care if there’s some magic going on in front of him, but even though he’s old enough to be my uncle, he should be dead long enough…
“I diagnosed cancer. I’m sorry.
A diagnostic paper was pushed in front of me.
I’m:
So I looked up again and asked my first question.
“Why?”
“Did your old man die? I’m sorry.
“…”
After a long silence, he nodded his head.
“Then give your inheritance to your family.” I’m sorry.
“Why give me…”
In the middle, I reacted.
“You and my mother…”
No, my mom’s still alive. She’s dancing in the square downstairs.
Well.
“You and my dad…”
“…”
I can’t even say it later.
I opened my mouth and looked at him.
But his silence, for me, is suffering.
“I fell on him when I was poor. I’m sorry.
“He has to marry a wife and have a child according to the marriage contract. I’m sorry.
“I still remember the day he was separated, and he kicked and kicked me around the corner. I’m sorry.
“He said he would walk with me. I didn’t say yes. I’m sorry.
“And then I developed, and I never came back to him. I’m sorry.
The restaurant’s crystal chandelier reflected the light.
The man’s finger was on the table and he knocked.
But suddenly I felt that all the food swallowed was dried wax.
I stood up and looked at him red.
“No wonder my dad didn’t like me. I’m sorry.
“…”
I thought I wasn’t good enough.
I don’t know.
“Your legacy to whom you love, don’t give it to me. I’m sorry.
I had to leave that sentence when I walked by him.
16
Later, the news that occupied the city ‘ s largest newspaper headlines was that.
The owner of the entertainment company Chen also took an overdose of sleeping pills at home late on July 28th.
My name is in the suicide note.
He gave me half his assets.
I gave it all to charity.
Burning paper for Dad on the festival.
Before I came, the tombs were always cleaned up, and I knew that Chen was here before.
I’m gonna burn it while I’m talking about it.
“I divorced Dad. I’m sorry.
“I’m not really the right person to get married. I’m sorry.
“I have inherited your axis. I don’t want him to take my nose. I’m sorry.
“I can’t stand it when he’s on the other side of the girl. I’m sorry.
“Mom is fine. I’m sorry.
“I want her to find an old friend, and she won’t. I’m sorry.
“You see, she’s never had your love in her life. I’m sorry.
“Uncle Chan is dead and you two are probably back down there. I’m sorry.
“I found a picture of you two in his belongings and I burned it for you. I’m sorry.
I stare at the sparks of fire, and devour the old ones.
Turns out love is in the eye.
“So, I know you didn’t love me either. I’m sorry.
“But, but now I know.”
“If I’d known before, would I have known, that I’d try so hard to get your approval…”
“As for me, do I try so hard to get your love…”
The sight was blurry, and I found myself crying.
I can’t swallow a full sentence.
The April rain suddenly spreads and cold water is spilling into the man’s collar.
I stand up, I walk out, I stand on the steps, I stand on a man.
Look at me with an umbrella.
When he passed by, he handed me the umbrella.
I pushed him away.
I don’t know.
At least, it’s all over.
For me.
That’s enough.
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I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
