After he married the Shadow King, he refused to disclose.
Until I lied to him and fell in love with the top.
And he became an observer.
“Why does he keep his face black when he’s so sweet? I’m sorry.
The prize ceremony goes red carpet.
I’m in a press interview with the new man.
We’re two CPs hot recently.
What is your ideal? I’m sorry.
I haven’t done my face yet, and the man around me smiles.
It’s all over here.
In the current climate, there is no room for complacency.
I was just trying to fake a smile and look up and I saw Anko from a short distance.
Smile in the corner.
“Ankor’s here! I’m sorry.
A group of journalists turned their heads and the crowd was surrounded by the new Emperor.
He was passing by faceless.
The balance didn’t fall on me.
He always has.
Whether I or anyone in the circle hears rumors, he is indifferent.
Never serious.
He was married for five years and he kept it a secret.
It’s like I’m the little stain on his glorious career.
“I ask you, who is the ideal? I’m sorry.
The new playmaker is still here, swiping me out.
I take my eyes back.
Think of the divorce papers that Ankouche had in his library.
“Ankeep it up.” I’m sorry.
Thanks to hard work.
My voice is not too small, it’s just that someone on a red carpet is listening.
After a few seconds of delay at the scene, the flashlight quickly reached his face.
Turn around between us.
He never changed his face and took the host’s pen.
Yeah, well, who in this circle doesn’t want to stomp him.
I’m not the first one to rush.
“But not necessarily,” I smiled, “Well, people change, maybe tomorrow they like others.” I’m sorry.
In the camera, he’s got a good hand.
“Better than who?”
I’m getting more excited by my mouth, and I’m getting a little excited.
“Like…”
Name yourself.
I turned my eyes and I saw the face on the big billboard outside the meeting.
It’s the most powerful.
What was his name again?
Oh right.
“Damn. I’m sorry.
Cover your cap.
The eyebrows of Ankran have no impact.
I’m here to say anything, and for him it doesn’t seem to matter.
He’s always the focus of the crowd.
Because of what I said, Qin Xian Zhi An Zhui Zi Zi
Our names rarely appear together.
Last time it was on the marriage certificate.
This time it’s hot.
Next time, it’s on the divorce papers.
I liked him for ten years.
He was with him from nowhere to see.
When my stage career was on the rise, he listened to him and returned home and married him.
When he told me, “Being a bean is no better than an actor.” I’m sorry.
So I signed with him the same agent, cross-border as an actor.
But now, after the prize, he’s full.
The youngest Shadow.
And I’m just the one who can’t open up.
“Thank you to the director, to all the staff of Edge Road,” he was on stage in a thunderous applause, “and, thank my agent. I’m sorry.
The camera’s everything, and it’s got tears in the eyes.
His agent.
And my agent.
I, Anchovie, Winning grew up in the compound together.
And when she asked Anko to return to my country, she said, “How lonely is poetry abroad? I’m sorry.
The rumours of Ankoyan and Winning have been spreading for years.
They say that Winning was his noble man, who was at his peak.
And now he wants to thank you so much, and he’s pushing a thousand waves.
“If it hadn’t been for her to send my work to the Youth Film Festival, I wouldn’t be here today. I’m sorry.
Winning weeps with his mouth and his eyes filled with love.
I’m thinking about my fingernails.
The Youth Film Festival?
But it was me who discovered An Ko Ko-chan’s talent and sent his work to a film show abroad.
I just left the country for practice.
How come Winning’s a credit now?
#AncanseeWinning’s Double Heading Up #The Hot Search goes first.
Qin Qin Qin Qin Qing Qing Qing Qian Qing Qian Qian Qian Qi Zi Zi
At the end of the awards ceremony, people were crowded out.
When my babysitting car drove out of the parking lot, it met a fan who had been pushed by the car.
I was recognized by Ankouchi’s fans who shouted at the windshield window: “No red, no face, no face.” I’m sorry.
Closed windows can’t hide dirty words.
I put on my headphones and turned my head and saw An Ko-hyun come out of the field, standing in the light, and the shadow was more than full.
The crowd was blown up.
Winning came out behind him and naturally picked up his coat.
She’s like, he’s bending to listen.
Well, well, well.
And We turned against him in the light of the moment when he heard.
It’s his first look at me tonight.
But soon, the car was windy.
Drive out of the street and the street cools down.
“Sister, you’re hot again. I’m sorry.
The little assistant was there to remind me.
I turned on the phone, and the word Qin Xian Zhi An Zhiqi Zhiqi Zhiqi Zhiqi Zi.
Because just before Ankoyan and Winning got in the car, a journalist asked: “What do you think about Qinish saying you’re her ideal?” I’m sorry.
Anchoi would never answer such a question.
I didn’t think he was stopping.
Qin Poetry? I’m sorry.
My heart beats fast.
The last time he called me by my name, it was in four empty nights.
It’s a hysteria.
But the same voice, in front of the camera, he said, “Who is she and what is her work?” I’m sorry.
A simple sentence.
Nailed me on a pillar of shame.
I’m embarrassed, I don’t deserve it.
Meanwhile, Winning sent the circle of friends.
“It’s yours, not yours, Red, and Man.” I’m sorry.
“I don’t want to take her anymore. I’m sorry.
Half a mountain house, my home and that of Ankouchi.
I just opened the door and I heard Winning at the stairs.
“No acting, just squeezing heat, firing the CP to market itself.
“I don’t understand why you married her. She doesn’t deserve you. I’m sorry.
I took my feet up the stairs and her voice became clearer.
The soft tweezers carry the test.
If it wasn’t for your family, we…
I pushed the door.
The sound stops.
“If you don’t want to take it with you, you can come and talk to me instead of rejecting my phone. I’m sorry.
She was caught by me, but the evil man complained first.
“What’s wrong with me?” She’s hiding behind Anko, “Who can blame you for not joining the group?” I’m sorry.
“First of all, I’m not in the group because the script is inappropriate, and I’ve done too much stupid and sweet, and I’ve talked to you a lot, and I want to settle down. I disproved her calmly, “It’s you who picked me up without communicating with me, and now I have to pay for the breach.
“Secondly, I sell tied CPs, and you talk to each other’s agents. How can I be my fault when I’m in your mouth? I’m sorry.
Qin Poetry! I’m sorry.
I was talking about things, and she had to change the subject.
“If there’s anything I can’t do, you can say it, but don’t joke about Yan’s career! She said a few more words and she said, “Isn’t that what you said today on the red carpet just to make Ayan public? I’m sorry.
“We’re a legitimate couple. What happened to the public? I stepped on her in pain and looked up to Anne, “You said, love is open.” I’m sorry.
“Yes, public. He finally said, “But you can’t play with our feelings because you want to. I’m sorry.
“Yeah! Can you stop being so selfish? “I followed him all the way to this day to understand his difficulties.” I’m sorry.
“I want to be red? I’m playing? I’m so angry, I’m like, “Ankook, speak with a little conscience. If I had a heart, I wouldn’t have given up the stage for you! I’m sorry.
But my emotions are like sand tossing into a deep well, and I can’t get a shred of it.
He’s just a little bit impatient.
Qin Poetry, do you know why you’re not red? “Because you always blame others for your mistakes.” I’m sorry.
Yes.
He’s right.
You can’t just blame yourself for being in love.
But man, only once.
“divorce it. I’m sorry.
Ten years.
I didn’t think I was talking to myself.
Winning has heard of the impatience of a small man.
And Anko looked up to me with no emotion.
“Doesn’t you get tired of it?” He said, “Do you just do that?”
I turned to his study and pulled out the divorce papers I’d seen a million times and never dared to touch.
He signed his name.
When I handed him the divorce papers, I said to Winning, “Our contract is due, so it will not be renewed, and the rest of it will be met with you.” I’m sorry.
I’ve never seen Ankook again in this series of moves.
He’s pissed off by someone who’s cold.
“Have you had enough?”
He held my wrist.
“You let go. I’m sorry.
“Winning,” he stares at me, “You go out first. I’m sorry.
She was reluctant to hold on to her shirts and could see the divorce papers that fell on the ground and let go.
It’s been so many years.
But she had to say, “Don’t argue, say something.” I’m sorry.
When the door closed, I threw away his hand and he held it to the table.
Qin Poetry, my patience is limited. I’m sorry.
“What do I care?”
I pushed him away.
He laughed, “Let’s leave me, let’s leave Winning, let’s say you’re famous for not even playing.” I’m sorry.
“That has nothing to do with you. I’m sorry.
He let go of his arm against the wall.
“You’re almost 30 years old, you haven’t finished your work yet, and what will you do?” He’s provoking an eyebrow. What’s that one called?”
“What’s that?” He’s like, “Oh, what’s that? I’m sorry.
“Yes. What, no?”
He’s sarcastic: “Can he talk to you?” I’m sorry.
Indeed not.
Chan Dang.
That’s the name that’s been on fire since I didn’t go in circles.
Nobody can keep fire.
But you can.
I only saw him once.
Seven years ago, foreign songs were rewarded.
He’s the only Chinese national icon who got the solo.
It was my career up.
But only when it’s a photo, it’s in the corner.
Me and him, between crowded crowds.
Not to mention now, my career has long been discredited by Winning.
“Who are you talking about? Tell me loudly, who do you want to believe?” I’m sorry.
The phone is my producer friend.
“He’s the agent’s…” and I’m holding on to my cell phone. I’m sorry.
“Are you stupid to be stimulated by Winning? “Who’s Chen Yan and who’s going to do this?” You put a knife around his neck and he won’t agree. I’m sorry.
After that night, Winning sent out a circle of friends, and the official declared that I was officially released.
Then I signed another artist I ran into.
Not only does he look like him, he’s five years younger than me.
Everyone in the circle is singing me bad. It’s a dumpster.
“She’s not very nice. She just broke up with you and changed her hands to black. I’m sorry.
The producer gave me a hard time.
“However, I heard Chen was going to be in love. I’m sorry.
“Loving Mansion? * I’m out of my mouth * I’m sorry.
“Somebody died,” she said, “I heard it was a deal, as long as he wanted to.” I’m sorry.
It’s a great topic.
If you want to get back on stage, this is my rare opportunity.
“I know what you’re thinking,” the producer said, “But don’t think about it. Winning gave Feng Yoo a chance to audition.
“This time, she’s going to get it, and she’s already bought a lot of hot market. It was even agreed that Anko could be a permanent observer to please the group. I’m sorry.
I squeezed the trigger, I didn’t talk.
“You’ll be fine if you leave Winning. She’s delayed you too long. She comforted me by saying, “There’s an agent here who wants to work with you. I’m sorry.
“Good. I’m sorry.
Hang up.
I added the broker’s tweet.
He asked me to meet.
Dinosaurs.
Looks young, doesn’t look familiar.
Ask him why he came to me?
He said, “Sister, I’ve loved watching you dance since I was a child. I’m sorry.
That’s not how it sounds.
Speaking of which, he stood up and came to me in public.
I was busy covering my sunglasses.
“Sister, tell me,” he danced, “What would you do to sign me?” I’m sorry.
I handed him a tissue.
Thinking about an impossible task for him.
“Give me a chance to get Chen’s love for the overall audition. I’m sorry.
“Huh. I’m sorry.
It’s coming from behind.
Winning.
And Anchovie with a baseball cap and a black mask, and Feng Yuo around him.
Like the three of us went on a trip before.
Winning is telling me she’s the one who can’t be replaced.
“This is your new agent? Winning laughs, “It’s perfect. It’s naive. Poetry, a man of his own knowledge, seems to have protected you so well over the years. I’m sorry.
And now she’s lazy in front of An Ko.
The dining room is hidden.
But it will still be my embarrassment.
“You know what’s wrong? I’m sorry.
In the eyes of the new ones, Ankoshi’s voice is soft and cold.
“and Winning apologizes, and I can give you a chance. I’m sorry.
Apologize?
Forget it.
“I’ll fight for it myself. I’m sorry.
Even though I can say that, I’m not proud of myself.
“I don’t think I’ll ever get it. How can you fight for it? “On the face of you?” I’m sorry.
Physical assault and the defusing of my self-confidence were the means by which she and Ankor used to admire them.
But now I can’t rebut it.
I don’t have a chance.
“Yes, poetry does not have an audition. I’m sorry.
“Why audition if you can get your hands on it?” I’m sorry.
People are waiting.
He pulls out his phone and calls.
“Hey, brother, I saw her. I’m sorry.
He handed me the phone.
I’ve been blinded and attached to my ears.
Hello? I’m sorry.
At the end of the phone, from loud music to quiet.
I didn’t say anything.
Breathe shallowly.
But it’s just a breath, I guess.
Chill, get nervous.
I’ve been looking at my eyes with concern.
He’s still smiling, but apparently he’s a little impatient with the people on the phone.
He raised his voice and looked at him like he was listening to the phone. I’m sorry.
And Anko wrinkled and tried to say something.
Qin Poetry. I’m sorry.
The guy at the end of the phone said something.
That sound.
I dreamt of a seven-year-old song.
He’s light on stage.
I’m a shadow under the stage.
I can’t reach it, I’m breathing in my ear.
“Chang Chen Chen?
As soon as I said it, Winning was turning.
Fong held her helplessly: “Sister, you didn’t say…”
Turning around and staring at her.
“Hmm. “What opportunities do you want? I’m sorry.
I took a deep breath and said, “I want to do that. I’m sorry.
“There’s someone around.” I’m sorry.
I was conscious of my eyes.
He has captured my eyes and he stares closely at me.
“Hmm. I’m sorry.
“You turn on the speaker. “It’s hard to say.
“Aah?”
My heart beats, but I did it.
His phone was on the glass table and his voice was like a spring.
“What do you want to do with it? I’m sorry.
What else can I do?
# Think #
“What do you think?”
He followed the good.
I’m panicking.
“I want to fall in love with you. I’m sorry.
He laughed over there: “I was all married directly. I’m sorry.
The phone was hung up by Anko.
The scene was embarrassing.
In fact, Chen is right.
It’s not about making guests fall in love, it’s about pretending to be newlyweds.
It’s just that in this atmosphere, everything else changes.
Ann is looking at the out-of-screen phone, and the slow note says, “When did you meet?” I’m sorry.
I’m not talking.
“A few years ago?”
He doesn’t change, but he’s more aggressive.
“What does this have to do with you? I’m sorry.
He laughed at himself: “It’s a long shot.” I’m sorry.
Winning grabbed his sleeve and was dumped by him.
He threw the desktop phone into the water tank in the dining room.
“It’s dirty, change it. I’m sorry.
He smiled and wiped his hands.
And then he said to me, “If you want to do anything, you can do it. I’m sorry.
After all, it’s all a script, it’s all an act. He says:
“There’s no script because I’m not good at acting. I’m sorry.
The show isn’t on yet.
Chen’s interview with her is hot.
Enough for the show.
“Some people can act better,” he said, “but I can’t.” I’m sorry.
It doesn’t matter that he’s speaking in good faith, with a few years of fame.
And just when I had to believe it, the group gave me a script.
There’s still a script.
“Do you want to film your day job? I’m sorry.
I’m looking up and asking questions.
I’m the agent now.
The more I know him, the less I know.
He is a well-known broker with a very wide range of connections and few harsh words to tear up resources.
More importantly, he is in line with my plan.
Back to the stage.
Why would you take me?
“Well, just like newlyweds. He explained, “Down with your work during the day, you’ll live together at night.” I’m sorry.
“Living together?”
Is it so real?
I looked through the script, “Then sleep…”
“At the end of the trial, the script won’t be so bad. He blinked at me and said, “Four months passed quickly, the most important thing is for you to go back to the stage and make the heat.” I’m sorry.
“He’s your best jumper. And he turned his eyelids and said, “If he can use more, he can’t help it.” I’m sorry.
What do you mean?
When I asked again, he changed the subject.
The script went through.
I’ve been looking at the kisses for four months.
It’s probably the only close shot in the ensemble, considering the feelings of the fans.
I’ve never made a kiss since I married Ankouchi.
“No public, no kissing” is what he asked of me.
And We were in the joy of his lust for me.
But now it’s hard to make a good book without a kiss.
How can I be a good character?
“At that time, there will be a permanent observer at the studio, and I’ll be in my head.” I’m sorry.
I thought he didn’t take all the art.
“Winning sold him for a role, and now fans are tearing her apart. I’m sorry.
There’s Ankor on the hill, Winning on the market, and he’s got his left hand on Von Yoo, and he’s got his right hand on me.
It’s hard to ride a tiger now, and it’s a lot of trouble.
“It’s too late for Anne to be able to bring in a flying broker. I’m sorry.
But it doesn’t matter to me anymore.
I want to focus on the script.
I must seize this opportunity.
On the day of the official opening, it was an ordinary afternoon.
It’s raining in the spring.
I’m rehearsing the latest dance.
March back to the stage solo.
Will anyone see such a boring picture?
Repeated action, repeated music, one afternoon.
But in retrospect, most of us are in the middle of it.
I don’t think I care.
So I concentrate and dance with my whole heart.
These are nothing compared to the intensity of practice abroad at the time.
The more you practice with the music, the more you dance, the clearer the scene of your own bitterness.
Why should I give up on myself to make a man?
“Sir, we’re going back. I’m sorry.
When the assistant came in, it was dark.
Camera brother followed us to the babysitting car.
In this case, the studio should be open and permanent guests are in.
I pulled out my cell phone and took a quick look at the pilot.
There are four permanent guests.
The moderator, An Koe-Yi, former actress and Chen Zhui.
It’s probably a rare event for Ankor.
The camera covered his face in fear of missing his micro-expressions.
He greeted him politely.
The moderator asked him, “What do you think of them? I’m sorry.
“Perfectly. I’m sorry.
– Some people are good at acting, better at acting.
Looking at his smile, the words of Chen’s interview flashed my mind.
“Sir, here we are.
Look out the window, I’m in the head.
Half mountain apartment.
It’s the same sub-district as the half-mountain villa I lived with An Ko-hyun.
It’s just a few hundred meters away.
That’s a pretty good one.
Get out of the car and the camera only follows the door.
Because there are hundreds of cameras in the apartment.
Turn on the lights, the 27th floor is empty.
None of the furniture was matched.
It’s midnight in the morning.
Chen Yan is not finished.
I’ve been spinning around the big floor and there’s no bed in the bedroom.
We didn’t get all the soft clothes.
There are only simple washing items and albums in the corner.
I sat on the couch bed in the living room center and found an album to listen to.
The front played back in the empty living room.
The night out of the window was luminous.
It’s a bad song.
The opening, like a thunderstorm that struck in the night, struck and flourished, and came to me with difficulty.
The door was locked and he walked in.
I’m so ashamed to turn off the music.
Turn around, to his eyes.
According to the script, we should be surprised.
Say hi to each other and then be shy.
It’s slowly growing feelings in shyness and experimentation.
I’ve been thinking about seeing him again a million times — the song is a tribute to his rivalry, to the guests of the Music Award Festival.
The first thing he said to me was:
Which bed?
You know, it’s like you’ve slept a lot.
I look at a sofa bed in the middle of an empty living room.
There’s only one bed!
Who sleeps what?
Why doesn’t this guy go by the script?
“Only this bed. I’m sorry.
I’d like to explain that it’s a different taste at the exit.
Like I’m inviting something.
“There’s no bed in the bedroom, only this big bed in the living room.” I’m sorry.
It’s getting darker.
I didn’t do it on purpose!
No, why do you have to say bed!
Why am I nervous?
Calm down, Qin Poetry.
As far as age is concerned, he’s just a brother.
What can a brother understand?
I changed my breath and took a look at the nearest camera.
“I can get an extra bed for the assistant. I’ll just lay the floor. I’m sorry.
“Don’t beat up the workers, it’s all over. “Go to the nearby convenience store.” I’m sorry.
Where does a convenience store sell blankets?
We’re walking back and forth in the quiet streets.
Shadows sometimes overlap and divide.
The camera boss has been following us not far.
24-hour convenience stores with hot and hot scent in Guandong.
Chan bought some for the camera and handed me another bowl.
It happens to be my favorite.
“I’m not eating, I’m losing weight. I’m sorry.
I’m fatty.
In addition to being a practice student abroad, the training was too hard to survive and could not withstand pressure to go out to buy food at night.
After all these years, I haven’t eaten much.
Chen didn’t beg, picked up my bowl and started eating.
I don’t think we have time for dinner tonight.
He eats fast, but he doesn’t lose his temper.
“The convenience store from the main entrance. He suddenly sounded, “GS 25.” I’m sorry.
I look up with surprise.
That’s where I went out to buy food, most often.
“I went to buy a cook at Guandong and saw a girl sitting at the door crying and calling her mother in Chinese saying it was too tired to go home.
“and her mother said, “Then go home and stop practicing. She said, “No, she really wants to sing on the song, and she’s gonna bite her teeth. I’m sorry.
He speaks in calm words of the past that I almost forgot.
I looked at him in shock.
Six months after my mom and I had that call, I finally got the chance to get out.
And at the end of that year, Chen was the first Chinese national icon to start.
“What do you think happened to her? I’m sorry.
He looked me in the eye.
After that, I quit and got married.
I couldn’t say a word for half a day.
Is that why he agreed to my cleavage?
Let me face up to how wrong my choice is.
And he put his smile away and stopped looking at me: “Go, find the covers.” I’m sorry.
“Big night, where to look?”
I took a bottle of mineral water and went to the register to pay for it.
“Isn’t your house nearby?”
I’m in the middle of something.
How does he know?
“No no, my house doesn’t live here. I’m sorry.
I deny it.
Avoiding his eyes, he took a bottle of mineral water.
Pay at the register.
Get the shopkeeper on shift.
A little girl bowed her head to the apron and rushed out.
“2.50, I sweep you. I’m sorry.
The waiter looked up, recognized me, and looked twice.
She smudged behind me, looked out of her eyes, burned her face, and pressed the silver button several times.
“Anything you need next time, just let us take you to your villa. She stammered and said to me,
I heard that Chen was asking me, “I don’t live here.” I’m sorry.
The camera boss followed me and Ankouchi to the door.
On the way, I sent several text messages to Ankouchi.
I found out he took me black.
Chen was walking behind me like he was watching a play.
Let me lift up a feeling of coming home with a wolf.
Brother, can’t you stop this? I’m sorry.
I whispered to him: “I filmed fear of insecurity at home. I’m sorry.
The camera boss used his spare light to see his eyes.
“Just cut it later. I’m sorry.
I pulled out the key and looked through the living room window and the light in the hall.
Inner prayer.
He’s not home! He’s not home!
The door isn’t broken yet. The insider opened first.
Surprised me with cold sweat.
“Madam”? The nanny rubbed her eyes and whispered, “Why are you back at this hour?” “Sir, he…”
She saw the big body behind me, swallowing it all away.
Look at us.
“The city’s people are playing wild.”
“Where is the show?” I whispered, “Is he home?” I’m sorry.
“No, he’s not. He’s in the field. He’ll be back in the morning. I’m sorry.
“I’ll take something and go to bed. I’m sorry.
I looked around the house.
Fortunately, I don’t usually have any pictures of him.
“Do you want to help?” Chen asks.
“All right, I can do it myself. I’m sorry.
I turned around, and he took my sleeve.
The five of you who are so hard-lined, they’re a little more undisclosed.
I’m afraid I won’t come back.
“I’m really coming down soon. I’m sorry.
I explained it unconsciously.
He let go of his hand and became very good.
“You haven’t lived here in a long time. I’m sorry.
Why do you ask?
“Well, I haven’t been back since I moved out a while ago. I’m sorry.
He didn’t say anything.
The house was inconvenient to film, and the camera boss was standing at the door smoking.
I went to the main bedroom on the second floor, rolled in the cloakroom for half a day, and the spare bed I packed was missing.
It was estimated that Ankor had been taken away from the field.
He knows the bed very well, doesn’t change it easily.
No matter how busy I was, I used to help him pack.
I’m suffocating.
Looking to the master bed, with Mary Cat’s covers.
Go downstairs.
Chen laughed at me so hard to hold a bag of Mary Cats thicked with blankets.
Take over.
Easy.
“Go home, kitty. I’m sorry.
I woke up on the phone when it was blindfolded.
I don’t want to get up and answer the phone.
The next person handed me the phone.
I said, “Well, I don’t want to. I’m sorry.
After that, the hand of a man fell from the wind.
Thin muscles, hot body temperature.
Wait?
I opened my eyes and heard Chen’s voice to the phone saying, “She does not want to take it.” I’m sorry.
The voice is a little unsuspected.
I got up and grabbed my phone.
Call sign.
Anchovie.
“Hello…”
I realized I was in a cage, and I had a glimpse of the light in the corner of my eye.
There’s a bit of a hurry to breathe, and it’s been a long time since the silence.
“Playing? I’m sorry.
“Hmm. I’m sorry.
I get up and go to the bathroom.
Close the door.
My words seem to calm his emotions.
His voice is a little more calm.
“I was on the plane last night when you sent me a message. I’m sorry.
Think of the embarrassing shooting last night.
I didn’t dare.
“When he came back this morning,” he said, “The covers are gone. I’m sorry.
He asked me, “Did you come back? I’m sorry.
“Hmm. I’m sorry.
“Where’s the covers? I’m sorry.
I didn’t say anything.
“Bring it back to me. I’m sorry.
“Ankow, that’s the covers I paid for. I’m sorry.
“The Qin Poetry,” he said, “Don’t make me angry with this little thing. I don’t have time for this.” I’m sorry.
I didn’t pay attention to him, but he was a little gentle.
“Poetry obeys. Give it back to me or you go home.”
Hang up.
Go back to the living room and the early spring light is so bright.
Mary Cat’s blanket was taken to the floor.
He gave me the couch bed last night.
I put Mary Cat in his bunk.
At this point, he was wearing a loose white shirt, he had loose hair, he looked out of his soft cover, and he looked at me with understanding.
There’s a young man who doesn’t know.
I didn’t have any reason to feel guilty.
“Good morning. Morning. I’m sorry.
I don’t automatically touch my neck.
I remember the heat that I just touched.
Back off.
He rubbed his eyes, covered his slippers and walked into the bathroom.
A lighted camera was mounted on the ceiling in front of the bathroom door and moved slowly as he moved closer.
“Good morning, Qin Poetry.”
He called me by his name and name, and he didn’t speak very well.
When I passed, I whispered a line in my ear.
“How does it feel to talk to other men in front of their husbands? I’m sorry.
I’m sorry.
The brain was blank for seconds.
A very undesirable idea has been flashed in a moment.
Did he mean “husband” or “husband”?
After the first programme was produced, observers entered the studio to watch.
This is based on a direct broadcast, with observers on-line with viewers, and any reaction is captured.
Anko sent a tweet before entering the studio.
A picture of Mary Cat.
“She’s always been strange in her way.”
There are countless speculations, and the marketing code has fallen in love, from Winning to the newly signed Von Yyu.
I’m the only one who didn’t guess on me.
I’m the most unlikely.
This picture.
People can see what’s going on.
Winning is also very comfortable, almost simultaneously with a circle of friends.
“Some people want to fire the CP. It’s not like they can’t take you. Thinking! I’m sorry.
My producer friend is commenting below.
“How do I remember being tied up in circles with your favorite agent? I’m sorry.
Winning blacked her out before the reviews.
The filmmaker sent me a message: “Look at her rush.” I’m sorry.
I didn’t have time to respond.
Because today I dance in the practice room.
Over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over again.
The cameraman shot me from standing up to sitting in a fixed position.
It’s starting to yawn.
“Sister, you’re hot. I’m sorry.
After practice, it’s dark again.
The assistant sent me several videos.
I’ll turn it on.
The show just started, and I got a separate shot from Chen.
I danced my dance and he was on his way.
The face of Anchovie is quite natural.
When I saw Chen’s singing clips, the moderator couldn’t help but say, “It’s so beautiful. I’m sorry.
He was able to join the applause.
The acting is very online.
It’s not like you can’t look at the top at home.
Until we’re finally in the same box and Chen asks the same thing, the studio calls out a monkey.
The boys laughed like my aunt.
“Is this available? “The woman has to eat the melon in her face.”
And Ankor-san, just a little bit, but not much up and down.
This was followed by the scene of the convenience store.
To be honest, I was in a state of shock and shame when he and I talked about the past.
However, the team’s occult clippings and filters have made my eyes look like a pure girl in front of someone who’s in love and who has completely exposed her mind.
It was accompanied by a clouded tide of spring and night, and by the heating of the pyrotechnics at the convenience store.
Even I can see some heat on my face.
Whoo-hoo!
“Hey, love is still fun to see. I’m sorry.
The boys wanted to regulate the atmosphere and filmed Ankal’s shoulder.
“How much do you think she has in her eyes? I’m sorry.
Anchovies before the zeal.
And I’m still laughing.
But those familiar with his private face can tell.
The expression makes it clear, are you polite? Ask me such a question.
“It must be true. She’s not that good. “We can’t do it, can we? I’m sorry.
And Anko looked at an anomaly, but he did not give her face, but he said: Who knows? I’m sorry.
But the voice just fell and realized that it was not right, and it was fast, four or two times laughing at the past.
The footage goes on.
As he moved closer to the door of his house, his face began with a stroke and then became darker.
Until I came downstairs with the Mary Cat, the late-time staff had a line saying, “Put the love of the baby to the favorite.”
Ankor’s mask is broken, and it’s over.
That’s not my favorite little man. It’s his.
Until Chen used the covers as mattresses, and laid them on the floor, and slept in a roll, he couldn’t smile at all.
The bullet exploded in an instant.
“Wait! The Mary Cat is the one the Shadow King tweets! I’m sorry.
“Oh, my God, Anko-san’s on these CPs too! I’m sorry.
“Where is the Shadow King in love? I’m sorry.
“I’d like to call myself a Qin CP! He took the first Mary Cat flag for them! I’m sorry.
I can see it in the studio.
It’s live. It’s always played.
“Some people appear to have a real face,” she was angry with her predecessors, “I didn’t think I’d do anything about it. I’m sorry.
“Good acting. I’m sorry.
Anchovie sent me this message as soon as he pulled me out of the blacklist.
That’s ridiculous.
I’ve been trying to get his approval for so many years, but never.
I didn’t think it would end this way.
I turned my finger and hacked him.
Lights in the practice room were turned off and a small rain fell outside the window.
When the door was opened and the umbrella was prepared, it hit into the eyes of a fog.
Chen is waiting for me in the light.
I don’t know how long it took.
And his soft tail swung down upon the little beads, and he came from the drizzle of the rain, with the damp and cold of the night.
I suddenly remembered the song he wrote five years ago.
“Wait for my sister’s puppy, not afraid of the rain. I’m sorry.
That’s all he’s got.
Send it back to my country.
It’s also the day Ankouchi and I got married.
Just coincidence.
I said to myself.
How can he be?
“What are you doing here? I’m sorry.
I looked around.
It is true that a few cameras were seen from a distance.
I was just thinking.
Just acting.
It’s the same for him.
“See you dance, take you home. I’m sorry.
Following his eyes, I saw the window in the practice room.
Only those who wandered abroad understand.
At the end of an effort without hope.
When all the lights went out, someone was waiting for you under the dark lights, and I had the deepest hope in my heart.
I thought this guy was Ank-kyu.
I thought when I got home, I was no longer alone.
But in the end, I was alone.
Qin Qin, go home. I’m sorry.
The obscurity of the eyes is so clean that they don’t have any impurities.
“A long time ago, I wanted to tell you that. I’m sorry.
How can he say he’s a bad actor?
Don’t attack me now with such warm, sincere eyes.
Too easy to get in.
I was afraid and said, “I’m hungry. I’m sorry.
Chen drove me to a hot pot.
Late at night, few people.
It stopped raining outside.
The air is still hanging a little cold.
The hot pot started burning my cheeks.
It’s also covered in yellow smoke.
“Let my agent know, and he’ll yell at me again. I’m sorry.
“It’s all right, it’s all right, it’s all right,” he put in a cabbage. “He won’t scold you. I’m sorry.
“Have you known each other long? I’m sorry.
“Well, many years of friends. I’m sorry.
I turned my head and said, “Didn’t you want him to come to me for an ensemble?” “For a long time?”
He had chopsticks and smiled.
“What’s with all of this? I’m sorry.
“Hmm? I didn’t hear you. I’m sorry.
He was smiling and he got up and answered the phone.
Aqueous glass outside.
His face was too intrusive and he was wearing an impeccable scoundrel.
It was only at this point that I realized that he was too gentle to me in the day, so that I often forgot his nature.
The camera brother surrounded me.
They’ve been working for ten hours a day.
I called the waiter and ordered them some.
Sister, are you Qin Poetry?
As soon as the waiter left, a weak boy came to the next table.
A fan?
I looked at the camera, and the big guy was in front of the box.
“Can I shake your hand too? I’m sorry.
“Yeah, but we’re shooting. I’m sorry.
I laughed and reached out.
“It’s time to shoot.” I’m sorry.
He held my hand and his face snapped.
“Go to hell, bitch! How can my brother fall in love with a bitch like you? I gave so much for him! Without me, there’s no him today! Why do you have to die?”
He said he had to pour a hot kettle out of his back.
Fear spreads, brain failure.
I can’t avoid it.
Dead.
Next second.
I’ve been surrounded by chairs, and I’ve fallen down.
Chen was holding me in my arms and my shoulder was about to be crushed.
He’s a little scared to breathe, and he’s on my heartbeat.
Fortunately, he was agile and hot water was pouring on his shoulder.
The hot-watered boy was quickly caught by a cameraman.
The store called the police.
However, even if he had been smitten, the boy was still making a dirty statement.
“Big brother, can you handle your fans? Without us, can you have today? How dare you fall in love with this stinking son of a bitch? Don’t you want your career? Don’t you want us? I’m sorry.
And he will not speak, but will guard me.
The dry, wide palms gently cover my ears.
My consciousness is coming back and my heart’s still beating. Push him away.
“You’re crazy! Don’t you want to die! You dare to do it! I’m sorry.
He took a little look at my scared eyes.
Then he made fun of me with ease.
“You’re gonna love me too. I’m sorry.
“You’re sick! I’m sorry.
“You’re an idol!” Don’t you understand? I’m sorry.
“You keep your voice down. Don’t scare people. I’m sorry.
“Look at your worthless face! I’m sorry.
“Big brother, I’m begging you, will you just stay calm? “How many times have I told you, when you look at her, can you stop looking at her? The dog next door can smell you. I’m sorry.
“I haven’t thought about going back since I decided to take part in this ensemble. “She’s my end.” I’m sorry.
I’m sitting in the living room and I’m not moving.
Who can tell them?
This house is not soundproof.
“Don’t lie to me, you started by deciding to take part in this ensemble.
His agent’s voice is smaller.
Until the end, I couldn’t hear anything.
Ten minutes later.
Chen’s agent finally came out.
It’s a very good attitude to me.
“Scare it, okay. He comforted me by saying, “It was more like this abroad before, and all the chasers were ordinary, and seven years ago there were fans hiding under the bed.
“Don’t worry, rest. I’m sorry.
I took his agent away and saw him walk out of the room with his shoulder on him.
“Damn. I’m sorry.
He said, “Hmm.”
He scratched his head, but he turned red from my eyes.
“I’m going to take a bath. I’m sorry.
After that, go into the bathroom.
I turned over the bag and his agent brought a lot of ointment.
I took a close look at the instructions.
Look around the camera.
Does this play?
I’ve never imagined how terrible irrational fans are.
I’ve been building my mind since the day I got married.
But this moment is really temporary and I cannot react.
Qin Poetry. I’m sorry.
Chen has a long voice calling me with a soft and soft tail.
“What?”
I went to the bathroom, and there was a mist.
The moist and hotness of the oak smell of his body.
He opened the door.
Just washed the black hair.
He pointed to the burns on his back shoulder.
“On drugs, I can’t reach. I’m sorry.
I took the pills and I suggested he came out of the bathroom.
Go to the bright living room and rub it.
He pulled me in and closed the door.
Two people, alone in a bathroom without any cameras.
The fog made my face hot and I couldn’t look at him.
“Get out and paint. I’m sorry.
“Cool. I’m sorry.
His reasons are good enough.
The tone is calm.
Wandering to reveal the ghost in my heart.
Just a ointment.
“You turn around. I’m sorry.
He turned his back as he was told.
I put a plaster on it with a tampons.
“A little itchy. I’m sorry.
His voice was like a squirming pool, a glacial lake.
“I haven’t painted it yet. “I whispered.
“I mean, you breathe. I’m sorry.
Scratch him.
The ointment on my hands is so crowded, it’s on my fingertips.
Cool.
Come on.
It’ll be all right.
But I realized a problem.
He’s too tall for me, I have to raise my toes to get to his shoulder.
But with his feet on his feet, his hands are unstable.
Got to hold something.
I saw his strong arm and accidentally crossed his skinny waist.
Can’t be helped.
I don’t consciously hold my breath.
Can’t do it.
Let him paint himself.
“Damn. I’m sorry.
“Hmm? I’m sorry.
His voice is boring.
“I can’t reach you, yourself…”
He turned around and held me up and put me on the baptism table.
Between me and the marbles, he was carrying his dry robe.
He’s afraid my leg will get iced.
But my ears are red like a fever.
I just hope he doesn’t look at me.
He really didn’t look at me.
Turn around.
At this point, the wounds on his shoulder were completely exposed to me.
I didn’t think so serious.
It’s a human heart.
“Your agent’s right. We’ll do it. We can’t be too real, or your fan…”
“Are you acting? I’m sorry.
I’ve got one.
When some kind of mood for rest is not controlled by reason, it comes out of its mouth, and it comes to the mouth: “Yes? I’m sorry.
His back was tight.
The temperature is cut off from the cotton tags and set fire to me.
My mouth is out of control. It’s like it’s opening up a shield.
Are you serious? Isn’t that how it works? Take what you need, do what you want. I’m sorry.
Air condensed into ice.
He put his clothes on, and he didn’t care that the ointment was rubbed.
Take out the cotton sticker on my hand and dump it in the trash can.
“Get some rest. I’m sorry.
I’m scared.
I’m afraid to get hurt again.
I’m afraid this is a serious game for me alone.
During the second broadcast, the program produced a special breastplate for Anchoi, “The Qin Dinhun CP Heads 1”.
It’s got the same head and pillow.
And even a binary doll with an Anglican image.
“Come on! Let us carry the Qin banner! I’m sorry.
With the “Mrs. and Mrs. Qin” in the top of the list,
Anchovie’s doll was sold off.
It has become a symbol of the support provided by the Qin Dynasty’s fans.
Wherever Winning goes, they’ll be asked if there’s any inventory and if there’s a doll.
She dares not to offend, but to swallow her anger.
I’m suffocating.
And when he met a man who had no affection, he was told, “How can she leave you, and she gets hotter?” I’m sorry.
Every week, I come to play with the show, and I’m told that every time I think I’m on the ground, I spend more than 30 million on marketing, I can’t give myself a slap.
30 million won’t only heat up the show for nothing, it’s cheap for me.
And because it was promised to the team that An Ko-hye would be a friend, there was no money left.
The second issue of the programme spread the hot water in the restaurant as it stood.
Just blow up the live card.
Words are blown.
The water-throwing boy was a minor and all his footage was cut.
And while both fans have condemned the venom, they have also gone through the moment to protect me, searching for sugar in crazy detail.
CP powder goes out loud: “The only thing that poisons is hate, the CP is real. I’m sorry.
Even the part where the team drugged me and two people disappeared in the bathroom for 15 minutes.
It’s like New Year’s Eve, and one in the same language can’t pass.
There’s a very hot word in it.
Ann’s got a bad face
Ann Koe-hyeon failed to manage his face, especially in the “15 Minutes in the Bathroom” section, because no one dared to speak to the whole studio.
Anchovie fan group.
“My brother’s a CP, he can’t be a bad guy. He’s a bad guy. Oh, say one more word. I’m sorry.
“Yeah, how real was the last one, and it was obviously a black face! I’m sorry.
“How much did the team pay An Shizuku? I’m sorry.
“My brother…”
“Well, don’t read it. I’m interrupting the little assistant.
“I’m happy for her. “You’ve been so tired all these years, I can see it. I’m sorry.
I kept my eyes closed and touched her head.
The babysitting car is off the island and heading for the TV station.
Today is my first show back on the stage.
After all this practice, you have to behave.
“Sister, do you know what your fans have been saying lately? I’m sorry.
I don’t know. Listen to her.
“They say that you have to dance for ten hours a day in ensembles and feel that you have this sense of stability and that the woman who was abroad came back five years ago. I’m sorry.
My heart is warm.
It’s like I can really feel what they say.
This force has continued to ease my sense of tension.
Until I stood on the stage and the lights hit me in the face again.
I suddenly think of myself seven years ago on the stage.
I thought I was far away from myself.
Far enough I forget how much I used to love it here.
Like standing on the stage, shining yourself.
So I didn’t envy Chen.
It’s the strength of a determined, unbridled life that fell into his eyes.
Backstage lounge, other performers keep coming to say hello.
“Sister Qin, I love your dance today. I’m sorry.
“Sister Qin, you are the beginning of my circle! I grew up watching you dance! I’m sorry.
Qin Poetry, a big guy in the ring came and laughed at me and whispered, “Do you still have an Ankopony doll?” I’m sorry.
“My daughter loves the Qin Dynasty, but she can’t get it.” I’m sorry.
I really don’t have that.
And when I didn’t know how to do it, I pulled one out of my bag with the big guy’s shoulder, and I said, “Hey, old Seo, I’m trying to collect my own limited edition. I wouldn’t have given it to anyone else if you hadn’t asked. I’m sorry.
“Alas! Big brother shot the little hands on the beat. I’m dying of my daughter, so this year’s New Year’s party, C., Qin Poetry must come! I’m sorry.
“That must be! I’m sorry.
The two went out side by side.
Cell phone vibrating.
I’ll open it right away.
I’m not waiting for that call.
It’s, uh, Anchovie.
I didn’t answer. I just hung up.
Put your phone back in your pocket and try to get out of here.
A celebration dinner is being held near the main balcony.
I took a look at the name.
Quintuous company.
Not too far, under the palm tree.
He should have come.
The more irritating, the more I want to smoke.
But I think of the camera man who followed me at the moment.
It’s boring.
I’m staring at people’s windows at dinner like a pervert.
I’ve seen it for half a day and finally found the man I thought I was.
But when you really look at it, it turns into acid, and it all comes out, and it erodes my senses.
He was surrounded by a group of young women entertaining him.
And he drew his tongue with no heart, if he were to depart.
It’s something that’s never been shown to me, and it’s a swagger that’s not covered in the leaves.
He’s not really my ideal type.
Too hard, too big, too hard to handle.
I can’t help but think of giving him my heart, but I’m afraid he’s just a kid.
We haven’t seen each other since the last time.
Busy trip.
The third stage of the ensemble is going to be a personal one.
But he doesn’t seem to care.
The phone’s ringing again.
Anchovie.
He called me a dozen times today.
I held my temper and answered the phone.
Hello? I’m sorry.
At the same time, Chen was reminded that he pointed me out of the window, dressed in black skirts and red straps.
It’s been a long time.
When he looked at me, Anko on the phone asked me, “Do you have fun with poetry?” I’m sorry.
Ankor was drunk.
And very drunk.
“What do I have to do to get you back? I’m sorry.
“Something for Winning, leave me alone. I’m sorry.
I hung up on the phone, went over my head and walked back to my lounge.
Don’t look at that down window anymore.
I’m sitting in a babysitting car.
Take the phone and brush the tweets.
When the show started, the conversation went crazy.
First of all, An Ko-hyun quit because he was not well.
The second is the fact that there’s too little two-person lens.
“They haven’t met at all lately. I’m sorry.
“Looking at each other, it’s as if the next second was about to hit. I’m sorry.
“Is this starting to cool? After all, it’s almost over. I’m sorry.
The parking lot is not far from the port.
The yellow light on the bridge was spilled over the sea and wandered with the waves.
When I left my brain empty, the window was knocked twice.
“Get off. “I’ll take you home. I’m sorry.
Look at his face. I can’t help it.
I raised the window.
“No, thank you. I’ll have the driver take me home.” I’m sorry.
I can’t see his face through the window.
“We didn’t shoot anything this week, at least a little on the way back. He plays, “Yeah? Working partner. I’m sorry.
I got out of the car right after he laughed.
“Don’t think about it. I’m just more professional. I’m sorry.
I came back to him with a light wind.
They walked back and forth, like the night they went back to the convenience store.
The shadow overlaps and separates.
In the shadow of palm trees.
Before he got to his car, he saw a young artist with a pink skirt by his side.
The mosquito bites his feet straight.
Looks like it’s been waiting a long time.
Is he a bee?
It’s all over, isn’t it?
The performer saw him, first with the light of his eyes, then with me, and now with the dimness.
“Do you remember me? We’ve done ads together before, “The actress has a hair gimmick, sweet smile, “Can I add a tweet to that?” I’m sorry.
“I’m good. I won’t bother you. And when she said that, she clearly looked at me in the eye for a test.
She didn’t talk, she looked at me.
“Can I?” He’s a bit down, “work partner.” I’m sorry.
“Yes, yes,” the actress was busy saying to me, “We’re working together.” I’m sorry.
There’s nothing wrong with that.
Over the years, I’ve stood by An Ko-hyeun’s words and made so many kisses.
Anchovie says if you mind, it’s not professional.
So I put up with it.
There is no sense of security in this relationship.
“Yeah. I’m sorry.
I was just playing with him.
Even if he added a dog’s tweet, it doesn’t matter to me.
“What a relief. He laughed at himself and said to the actress, “If you’re working with her, then I’ll write to my manager.” I’m sorry.
The car got out of the parking lot and he drove a little fast.
Red light, stop.
Far from writing upstairs, with a CK ad for a male star.
I’ve worked with you before.
Nice body. I’ve seen it again.
That’s not true. You were skinny before?
Why are you working so well?
Is there a painting?
“It looks good?”
“Yes, I can see God, by any means, “and eight. I’m sorry.
“I know you?”
“Yes, we did it together before. I’m sorry.
I couldn’t help but take a closer look.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
“Well,” he said, “Well, first Ankor, now there’s a CK, isn’t there? I’m sorry.
I heard that I looked back and realized I was still in the cold war with someone.
There are cameras in the car!
“What is it?” I said, “It’s all partners.” I’m sorry.
He didn’t even look at me.
Get in the garage.
Steady.
I unbelt.
“Wait a minute. I’m sorry.
“Hmm? I’m sorry.
“It’s stuck. I’m sorry.
He came to me, reached out to my left ear.
I dazzled, but I approached his chest.
Turns out my hair was stuck in the co-pilot’s pillow.
“Don’t move,” he looked down at me and said, “It’s gonna be okay soon.” I’m sorry.
I’m fine.
Between him and the unreturnable seat.
Right in front of you, it’s a black shirt with an invisible collarbone.
The oak smell on him filled me with the heat, and it pushed me in the air.
It reminds me of the details of the 15 Minutes Bathroom written by CP.
Liar.
Say something soon.
How do I feel he’s getting slower?
“Quick. Is it ready?”
“None. I’m sorry.
I can’t breathe in the air: “Are we ready?” I’m sorry.
“None. I’m sorry.
I’m getting restless.
Just pull it down.
“I pull it down…”
I raised my left hand and wanted to pull my hair out.
But his hands were held back and he was put on the co-pilot seat.
“Can he kiss you?” I’m sorry.
The heart is going to explode.
“Car … There are cameras in the car. I’m sorry.
“All right. “One hand to my hand, the other hand to pull the camera down and throw it in the back seat.” I’m sorry.
I don’t know if it’s possible.
The damp rain began again outside the window.
I didn’t say anything and I couldn’t look at him.
But everything goes without saying.
He’s got his hands on my tail.
The palms are warm.
As soon as he breathed, he suddenly let go.
“It’s just a partner,” he stares at me and laughs at me and says, “No. I’m sorry.
I got pissed off and pushed him away.
How shall he know that the more he laughs without covering himself up?
I turned around to drive the door. He surrounded me, closed the door and locked it.
“We’re using each other, but we’re not. I’m sorry.
I take revenge and choose to speak only when he does not want to hear.
“It’s just a play. It’s all a play. I’m sorry.
I covered my ears and looked at the charges.
He didn’t repent, I did.
He encouraged me to continue.
“We’re just work anyway.”
“…”
“…”
“Again?”
“…not to say. I’m sorry.
Rain stops, spring nights is free.
There’s an old black and white movie on the TV.
Outside the window, a line of willows down the street was raised by a stormy breeze.
Chen Jun is not interested in the film, and he is reading with glasses.
I got a little blanket from the bedroom.
Jump on the couch and put your legs on his long legs.
In the past few days, I have been able to express my protest at my cold feet.
But I didn’t take it away. I left it.
The light in the house is slightly blue and dark, there’s the lead piano on the screen, and there’s the sound of paper rubbing while he occasionally flips the book.
“What about the camera in the car? It looks broken. I’m sorry.
“I’ll change tomorrow. He didn’t lift his head.
“Doesn’t the team blame us?”
“No,” he took his glasses, “Because I’m an investor in the show, and I started the show. I’m sorry.
“So, you asked Duan to come to me? * I’m so bright *
“It’s none of my business,” he’s innocent. “It’s too easy to blame his agent. I’m sorry.
“On the first day of the meeting, there was nothing in the house, only one bed in the living room. I’m sorry.
“Hmm? I’m sorry.
He started playing dumb.
I said! Why is there a team like this? I’m sorry.
“Hmm? I’m sorry.
“Damn. I’m sorry.
He looked at me, and he looked soft.
And I said, “You can barely keep your mouth shut. I’m sorry.
“Can’t it be?” I’m sorry.
Meet An Ko-hyun again, at my solo opening stage.
The lounge brought a bunch of roses.
The card I wrote to him five years ago.
He had just joined the group and was very confused about the future, hoping that I would come home to him.
I value the talent I don’t have on him.
I’m going home to get married.
I believe in love between mountains.
Qin Poetry, meet me. We’re going to finish. I’m sorry.
We’re at the port of the awards ceremony.
My stage make-up has not been removed, and I’m wearing a large white feather, jumping off the babysitting car and seeing the man who smokes under the streetlights.
Ankook hasn’t smoked for years.
He saw me for a moment, and there was a rush.
This is what he has never shown before me, and he is always confident.
Because the loved one is always fearless.
“He treats you well?”
Calm down and he stares at me.
I can’t hide it in my eyes.
“If you’re here to talk about this, I’m leaving. I’m sorry.
“This is how you shine when you first go on stage. He laughed, “You said you really liked me. I’m sorry.
“A man’s heart changes, you get used to it. I’m sorry.
“I’m just, ” The smoke is still burning, and his fingertips are burning at the end, and he doesn’t care, “I want you to do your best to get out of here, not just to stick to my name.
“If you don’t have any work, you’ll always be Ank-yi’s wife, not Qin Poetry. I’m sorry.
Men are trifling, but they say they cry.
It was I who believed those words before that I chose to go home and get married without a big deal.
“Ankouche, how come you don’t get it?” I don’t have any in my heart. “What I want is never public, but what I want is what I want. You really don’t respect me from the bottom of your heart, either my career or me. You don’t think I’m an independent person. You always think I’m nothing.
“You’re so smart to see Winning take me in a ditch, and she doesn’t understand you. You’re just playing dumb and watching us fight for you for nothing. I’m sorry.
His mind was pierced in my face, and his face was a bit embarrassing.
Qin Poetry…
I don’t want any more trouble with him.
If we get caught, it’s hard to explain.
When I turned around and walked away, he grabbed my hand and threatened to say, “You’re not afraid, I made our relationship public.” I’m sorry.
Once upon a time I wanted the most public.
Now it’s the only weapon he can take to keep me.
Too bad it’s a paper knife.
“What’s our relationship? It’s just a divorced relationship. Besides, you won’t. I’m sorry.
I know him too well.
Business is always his first.
Just before I left, I couldn’t help but say to him, “You know what? Actually, it was me who sent your work to the Youth Film Festival. I’m sorry.
The last person around you is a useless liar.
I was in the car and my head was gone.
Stay a while.
After all he’s done for me for years.
I don’t want him to be too comfortable.
The last issue of the comprehensive show, Chen’s declared love with me.
He said he had long regretted not being able to seize the opportunity with me seven years ago.
But when he was with me, he understood that seven years ago he might not have been able to protect me.
We may be separated by obstacles.
We weren’t the best of each other.
So if you do it again, he’ll wait.
When I need him and he can really help me.
It’s been a long time.
Chen and I turned off the phone and hid in the room all day to watch a movie.
Time is estimated by number of film sections and by sky color.
One by one, from the national language to French, from color to black and white.
The sky goes from blue to blue, until the whole house is like a deep blue sea, the wind rises in the dark of the moon and shadows on white walls, like soft sea waves.
They came to an island, just each other.
And when it is not too late, and the rain is not over, He rolls over Our head, and We lay on his hands, and fall asleep.
It’s like another dream.
What would have happened to us if I hadn’t come back?
In the evening, the convenience store that came out of Hong’s entrance.
I’m sitting in front of a convenience store and I’m cooking in Guandong.
There’s not a lot of people on the street.
It’s just after the first snowfall and it’s freezing and red.
And We stomped, and We wore only a thin red dress.
Little white boots bought with the first salary were trampled on several shoes.
I’m tired.
I want to go home.
I want to go home.
Tears can’t stop falling while eating.
It smells like smoke around me, and I don’t know where people stand to smoke on my side.
I was forced to smoke second-hand smoke, and I looked up in anger and tried to deter a civilized man with the most fierce eyes in my life.
I didn’t know I saw a very nice and familiar face.
“You are…” He looked at my tears and had an accident, as he confirmed, “The Qin Poetry.” I’m sorry.
I stood up.
Chen put out the cigarette and threw it into a trash can not far away: “Sorry, I’m choking you.” I’m sorry.
He was wearing a black duck cap and looked tired.
“Why are you crying?”
“Think home. I’m sorry.
“I haven’t spoken Chinese in a long time. I’m sorry.
Two men stood side by side on the wall and nobody spoke.
The sky starts to snow again.
In the back street, the noise and music of the people in the club can be heard.
Qin Poetry, I’ll sing you a song. I’m sorry.
Didn’t wait for my answer.
He whispered and sang himself.
The sound doesn’t seem to fit in the narrow back street.
All the way up, across the roof.
But it spreads in the snow.
I can’t sing. Follow his tune.
Their voices overlap and resonate somewhere.
Get back in my ear and hold my heart in an inch as you breathe.
The cold wind blows through my thin skirts and can’t help it.
She was wearing a black coat, half-opened with a zipper, which contained a rice sweater.
He put his hands in his pocket and asked me, “Do you want clothes?” I’m sorry.
I looked at his face under his hat.
I don’t know where the courage came from, or emotional.
And We put my hand in his warm coat, surrounded by his waist, and buried his head in his chest.
He hasn’t moved for a long time, like he’s digesting the deep sense behind my sudden move.
I wonder if he figured it out, but his hands were in his coat pocket, and he just put my clothes together and put my whole person in his coat.
It’s like it’s on my hair. It’s a little itchy.
Close your eyes and the breath of two people slowly becomes compatible.
People in love always meet again.
Love yourself in a day of swirling.
If you follow your own path, you will meet again.
“Wait for my sister’s puppy, not afraid of the rain. “Place number: YXA1mdoe0oxTXlAzZ8EUAJAN
I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
