The president of the rebirth of the movie queen lives next door

Chapter 292
Lin Shao was almost pushed out of the house, and the old suitcase was thrown out along with it.

The zipper was half open, and the messy objects inside could be vaguely seen.

Finally, the landlord came out with the key and threw a photo frame at her.

When Lin Shao failed to catch the photo frame and fell to the ground, she slammed the wooden door shut and locked it.

"Walk in the direction of Shijin Road, there is a cheap youth hotel, I let you live with rent until now, it's the best of my benevolence."

"Do it yourself."

The landlord took one last look at her and left with a snap on his big slippers.

The alley finally quieted down, and so did Lin Shao.

Like a silent sculpture in the deepening shadows.

Then the patter of rain began to mix into the silence, and the sky that had been gloomy for a long time finally started to rain.

Lin Shao moved, as if suddenly regained consciousness, his dark eyes stared at the upside-down photo frame on the ground.

She took two steps and knelt down, picked up the photo frame, and faced herself.

There were many cracks in the glass, and behind the cracks, the man's bright smile with big white teeth became blurred.

Lin Shao reached out and touched the photo, then put it in the suitcase, zipped it up, turned and walked out of the alley.

In the deep and narrow stone alley, the sound of box wheels rolling on the ground can be heard monotonously.

The increasing rain didn't make the sound any faster.

Lin Shao pulled the suitcase and braved the rain as if walking in a sunny day. By the time she found a noodle restaurant and was ready to have dinner, her whole body was already wet as if scooped out of the water.

The noodle shop is not big, and there are mottled mosquito blood on the walls.

Lin Shao ordered a bowl of plain noodles from the boss, and sat down by the window.

Raindrops fell on the window and then slowly slid down the glass, Lin Shao stared at these crooked marks in a daze.

There was almost numb indifference in his eyes.

After a while, the proprietress came with steaming noodles.

Lin Shao came back to his senses, but when he turned his head, he saw several pieces of beef in the noodle bowl, soaked in bright noodle soup, which looked very delicious.

She froze for a moment and looked up,
"I ordered plain noodles..."

Before she finished speaking, the proprietress waved her hand and smiled kindly,
"It's okay, just treat it as if you ordered plain noodles. When you get wet in the rain, eat some beef to go away from the cold. Don't take youth as capital to waste your body, little girl, I won't charge you more."

The chubby proprietress turned around and entered the kitchen with a rag, as if she had just done an ordinary thing.

In fact, it is indeed just an ordinary thing.

But when Lin Shao picked up the chopsticks and started to eat the noodles, he put the large piece of hot beef into his mouth and chewed it. He took two mouthfuls, and the eye sockets that were slowly turning red were faintly visible between the shredded and drooping hair.

The girl who had always looked at everything with indifferent and numb eyes was broken for the first time by her indifferent outer shell, revealing her fragile inner core.

Just for a few pieces of beef added by a fat aunt on this rainy day.

The girl lowered her head and ate the noodles with no expression on her face, but some bright drops of water slowly rolled down from her eyes.

Tears fell into the noodles, and she ate them into her stomach in one bite.

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The camera cuts away, and in the window where the raindrops keep falling, the wet girl who is buried in eating noodles is gradually blurred, and the whole picture becomes dim and distant.

"Card!"

The director gave an order.

The rainwater equipment stopped running immediately, the rain stopped falling in a second, and the quiet studio instantly became active.

Shen Pianlu swallowed the last mouthful of noodles, and even took a sip of the hot soup from the bowl.

Then he stood up and took the towel handed over by Uncle Mao and began to wipe his hair.

There were reddish eye sockets when he looked up, and in those clear eyes washed by tears, there was no trace of Lin Shao's emotion.

While wiping her hair, she walked out briskly, her eyes and brows were full of a smile that belonged to Shen Lian.

Even in gloomy weather, it is as bright as a sunflower.

(End of this chapter)