The national actor has a crush on me

Chapter 558 God, please
"Brother Ah Jiu?" Li Jin called out with a smile.

And the next moment, the umbrella that had been pressing down was finally slowly lifted up.

This is a very strong guiding usage.

First the lines guided his memory, and then the exact same dress.

Plus it's night now, so I can't see clearly.

Li Jin didn't really want to pretend to be the teacher's wife to say something, her main purpose was to make Mr. Meng realize that his lover was dead and that he really couldn't come back.

The more people talk about it, the more Mr. Meng reacts, so he must be allowed to say things like 'so you are no longer here'.

It takes a formal wound to heal it.

Otherwise, you can only hold it to rot and pus, and eventually lose your life.

Li Jin's long braids caught Elder Meng's eyes.

He wanted to move forward excitedly.

"You're back!"

His voice seemed to be pleading and roared like a beast before dying, which made people look sideways.

Sore eye sockets.

Outside the door is a dark night, and on the other side of the door is bright light.

Intertwined into an indescribably obscure gray light, reflected on Li Jin's face.

"You are finally back, I always believed that you would come back."

He stretched out his hand to pull Li Jin.

"Stop." Li Jin said suddenly, her voice became lower and lower, "Ten years ago, I was lying alone on the floor of my house, and the floor was very cold."

"My heart hurts too."

She stared directly at Elder Meng in front of her, watching him shake his head in horror.

"No, no, you...you're still here."

"You see, don't you stand right in front of me right now?" Elder Meng seemed to be torn petal by petal by pain.

"My body has been turned into ashes a long time ago, don't you know?" Li Jin smiled helplessly, and his voice was so low that the confused old Meng couldn't tell who the person opposite was at all.

The person he had missed for ten years, the person he had deceived himself for ten years, stood in front of him again now.

In fact, deep down in his heart, he knew that his lover had gone and would never come back.

But the other side doesn't want to believe this, because he is only busy with work.

So the lover died at home and no one knew.

I didn't even see him for the last time. He was fine when he left, but why did he turn into a handful of ashes when he came back?
He didn't want to believe it, so he began to deceive himself.

He knew it deep in his heart, but his mind was pulling him, don't look down, don't look at the wound.

he will die.

"I'm sorry..." Meng Lao's lips were trembling, "I'm really sorry."

"It's my fault. I shouldn't just be busy with work. I should spend more time with you."

"Obviously I don't have to accept that scene, but why didn't I hold back?"

"Lan, Lan, come back."

Meng Lao couldn't help but grab Li Jin's hand, "You hate me, don't you?"

"You always hated me, didn't you?"

Li Jin held his hand tightly.

Yu Qianfan still got out of the car and stood not far away watching them.

Elder Meng half-kneeled on the ground, tears and snot coming out from his crying.

The old naughty boy who used to beat him with a feather duster was crying so much that it was unbearable to watch.

It's good to be able to cry.

Even if I cry, I can’t cry. I live and laugh in my own illusory dream every day, so that after waking up from the nightmare every night, I can only feel the coldness of my face.

You can deceive others, but you can't deceive your own heart after a deep sleep.

That lonely heart was riddled with holes, and before the blood was dry, I wanted to take him out.

This was something Yu Qianfan thought he could not do, but Li Jin managed half of it.

"Brother Ah Jiu..."

Li Jin bent down and called softly, "She never blamed you."

"She must be very sad to leave you alone in this world."

"So please don't make her sad."

Meng Lao raised his head in tears, the little girl in front of him slowly squatted down, and the light suddenly illuminated her face.

Her eyes were as clear as when he saw Lan for the first time.

It was the dewdrops dripping on the tip of the leaves, rolling all the way into the bottom of his heart, rushing open the door called liking.

But just like.

She is not Lan.

His Lan will never come back, even if he hugs the photos every day and lives in the drama he wove.

It's fun, it's finally over.

"master."

Li Jin held his hand slowly and firmly with both hands.

Meng Lao looked at her quietly, and saw Li Jin's appearance clearly in a trance.

He sat down on the ground with limp legs.

"Master... Mistress is gone." Li Jin's hand kept conveying a warm feeling.

It's not the same as a cold photo.

"But you still have two very cute apprentices, especially me!" Li Jin showed a big smile at him, "And Ed and Avril, didn't you reconcile with them?"

"Actually, my wife came to my dream before."

"Whether you believe it or not, it was my wife who asked me to save you." True or false.

What Meng Lao needs now is a spiritual sustenance.

His eyes moved, as if he had recovered a little.

"I think my wife doesn't hate you, but loves you as always."

After all, love is mutual, if it wasn't for the wife who loved the master badly first, then how could the master be like a living dream for the next ten years.

This day is destined to be a long one for Meng Lao.

First of all, I have to untie the knot with Ed, and then I have to face up to the fact that the drama I have woven has been sung.

When someone dressed like her stood in front of him, it was half ecstasy and half ridiculous.

The dead should not be chased, fools know the truth.

Yu Qianfan came over in time and pulled them up. He bent down to pick up the photo frame that fell on the floor.

Carefully wipe off any water stains on it.

"Master must be very tired. I'll help you go back to rest. You'll be fine after a night of sleep." Yu Qianfan pulled Meng Lao up, only to find that Meng Lao seemed to be collapsed, unable to stand still.

Li Jin was a little anxious, but saw that Yu Qianfan had already bent down.

"It's okay, I'll carry you on my back."

That haughty man is so handsome even when he bends down and bends his knees.

Li Jin couldn't help laughing, and helped Mr. Meng onto Yu Qianfan's back.

He carried Meng Lao on his back, and his valuable leather shoes fell on the muddy water, and he walked very steadily with every step.

Meng Lao heard the sound of raindrops falling on the umbrella.

In the midst of extreme grief, he suddenly turned around and saw Li Jin following behind, holding up an umbrella for the two of them.

In the icy night rain, the silly boy smiled contentedly, as if he had accomplished something extraordinary.

He has taken in an amazing apprentice.

Meng Lao's eyelids closed extremely tiredly.

Just want to sleep well.

He sleeps in the dark and doesn't care about everything.

Then he woke up again, no longer living in the play, he should stand out.

Use his old bones that haven't been buried in the ground to expand the world for the young apprentice who has not yet fully fledged!

Watching Yu Qianfan carry Mr. Meng back into the room.

Li Jin stopped at the door.

She looked at Yu Qianfan's figure, and her heart kept rushing up.

That unspeakable little secret.

Probably, she seemed to see the shadow of Yu Qianfan after losing her in Meng Lao.

If that world continues.

God, please.

I hope there is such a person, like her, who can also pull her favorite Yu Qianfan in that world.

(End of this chapter)