From Body to Love

He looked out of the window coolly, grabbed the seat belt with his fingers for a long time, and finally said, "Mr. Gu, let me down."

I don't want to sit in the car. The woman behind me should love Guze. He doesn't want to be a third party.

Guze didn't seem to hear it and still drove attentively.

"Mr. Gu, I will go back to Gu's house obediently, and I won't go anywhere else." It's like making a promise.

"Do you have money? Do you have to walk back on two legs? Do you know what the journey is like? When I put you down, did you turn around to find Xie Zhenzhen? " Guze repeatedly asked questions.

By the end of the last sentence, it had changed its flavor.

"I'll earn my own fare. I... don't look for Zhenzhen. "

"No, I don't believe it. Meng Fu, you just stay with me and can't go anywhere. "

I don't want him to leave. I wish he would stick to himself all the time.

"Yes." An almost inaudible response.

After getting off the bus, he went directly to Guze's restaurant. Meng Fu stood at the door, his body began to tremble and his face became more and more pale. The employees here knew him. Everyone here knew that he was a murderer. Everyone here thought he was a bitch / son that everyone could get on in prison.

"Meng Fu, what's the matter with you?" Shuiqing said deliberately, "if you're uncomfortable, go back first."

Guze turned around and suddenly understood something. He turned around and said, "change a restaurant."

Back in the car.

"Guze, why don't you eat here?" Shuiqing asked.

"I'm tired of eating too much. If you want to eat here, you can get off now. " Guze deliberately didn't drive the motor car. It seems that he is waiting for Shuiqing to get off.

"I just want to change my taste." Shuiqing smiled and pinched his fingers. How could he want to get off the bus for a meal he was looking forward to.

When we arrived at the restaurant, the table was arranged at a corner. The seats for four were very abrupt. Meng Fu knew that he should not be stuck between these two people.

But his mind to escape was deeply locked by Guze's eyes.

He was sitting next to him with his wrist pulled by Guze.

Shuiqing stared at him with some resentment, or he was still exploring something in his eyes. He didn't know what it meant.

The dishes are all ready. Shuiqing puts a small piece of beef on Guze's plate, which is affectionate.

Gu Ze picked his eyebrows and smiled carelessly. He didn't say anything and put the beef into his mouth.

Shuiqing was a little happy and whispered, "Guze, I have a film launch conference tomorrow. Do you have time to go and have a look?" Careful inquiry, careful expectation.

"Didn't you say you were out of breath? Are there any movies to make? " Guze asked, seemingly unaware of his stepping on other people's wounds.

Shuiqing showed some embarrassment and then explained, "an investor I used to know helped me. I played female No. 2 in this film." He added, "I have an innocent relationship with that investor." I'm afraid Guze misunderstood something.

"I don't care what relationship you have with the investor." Guze still holds a smile, and the smile is distant and cold. "Congratulations on having a movie to make again."

"So... Tomorrow?"

With some hope.

Even if that hope is subtle.

"I'm busy tomorrow. I can't get there."

Shuiqing's eyes were filled with loss, but he was still unwilling. He always wanted to say more, so he talked about his film role, "Guze, the role I play this time is a woman who secretly loves others..."

Said a lot in pieces.

Meng Fu listened and felt that Shuiqing seemed to be talking about others and himself. He wanted to go more and more and knew he couldn't go. He stared at the red wine in front of him without God, and his mind was completely empty.

Under the table, a hand suddenly held his hand tightly. The big hand was very warm and the palms were sweating.

As soon as he was stiff, he looked slightly at Guze.

Gu Ze loosened his hand, interrupted Shuiqing's words and said to Meng Fu, "why don't you eat?"

He didn't move, Gu Ze grabbed his wrist and put chopsticks in his hand, "eat." Simple command two words.

"Oh... OK."

In fact, there is no appetite.

Gu zepian stared at him with unknown meaning. He had to pick up chopsticks and pretend to eat as if nothing had happened.

"Guze, I think I'm quite suitable for this role, don't you think?" Shuiqing smiled and continued the topic just now.

Gu Ze obviously replied perfunctorily, "well, it's quite suitable." He squinted and looked at Meng Fu's gentle eating appearance.

"Gu Ze, Meng Fu, does he still live in your house?" Shuiqing asked again, staring at Guze tightly.

Gu Ze raised his eyes and looked at Shuiqing. "Shuiqing, haven't you ever heard of the sentence that food is silent and sleep is silent? Or is it that the cultural quality of people in the entertainment industry needs to be improved? "

I hate this woman talking all the time.

I just want to quietly look at Meng Fu beside me.

Shuiqing bit her lips and tears almost fell. She tried her best to hold back and stopped talking. She was afraid to bore Guze.

Suddenly, someone's cell phone rang. Gu Ze looked at the phone call and asked Meng Fu to give way. He went out to answer the phone. It was Secretary Wang. I don't know what it was.

As soon as Guze left, the meal became more and more embarrassing.

Meng Fu lifted his eyes slightly, saw Shuiqing, a tear drop falling from his cheek, and quickly stretched out his hand and drew a paper towel to wipe it.

Her eyes were hazy with tears, and she choked and said, "he is such a person. There is no one in his heart except he Manyu."

I don't know whether it's for myself or for Meng Fu.

He Manyu, child, hurt Meng Fu's heart.

"But it's strange that I see him treat you better than me."

Okay, okay? Meng Fu thought about the word. No, Guze won't be good to him. Guze hates him.

"Meng Fu, can you go first? I, I really want to be alone with him. I'm afraid he won't see me again after this meal. " Clear tears fell again.

"OK, I'll go first."

He wanted to go. Now he couldn't bear to see the water clear.

He stood up and prepared to go through the back door. Shuiqing stopped him again. "Here you are." She took a hundred dollars out of her purse.

"No. Tell Mr. Gu for me that I didn't run away. I'll go back. "

He didn't answer. After explaining, he left directly through the back door. He left in a hurry.

He thought about the 100 yuan and the word charity. When he came out of the door, he walked faster and farther, and sat on a bench at a bus stop.

Vehicles came and went, honking and piercing across the sky. Occasionally a few people passed by, and everyone's face was indifferent.

You will know how luxurious warmth is in this world.

Meng Fu opened his sleeve a little. What reflected in his eyes was the ferocious scar on his wrist.

A little bit of cold came up.