Immediately marriage: Mr.Li, I want your hug

Gu Qian wanted to explain to Mo Beichen several times, saying that she didn't see the plot or the leading actor. She only knew that the box office of the film was booming, so she wanted to see it with him. If she knew it was Shen Changqing, she wouldn't come with him.

Yes, she won't come with him, but she will come and have a look alone.

At the end of the film, when the gags at the end of the film began to play, no one left the screening hall in advance. Someone said in a dumb voice, "I heard there are colored eggs behind."

Gu asaki sat there blankly. She didn't dare to see the expression of the man beside her. After sitting down for two hours, she felt like sitting on a tiger stool, her heart hanging all the time.

After the filming gags at the end of the film, the colored egg began. Shen Changqing was still wearing the costumes when he was killed. The white armor and battle clothes set off his handsome and compelling. Facing the camera, he first thanked the director and the crew, both in English, and then repeated it in Chinese. Just at the end of the colored egg, he looked at the camera affectionately and said, "I would like to dedicate it to my favorite shallow, I love you wherever I am. "

Gu Qian heard her name. She stared at the big screen, and the ink Beichen around him seemed to have reached the limit of patience. He got up and strode out of the corridor in a sob.

Gu Qian hurriedly got up to catch up, but everyone was leaving. She was blocked by the flow of people. When she caught up with the outside of the screening hall, Mo Beichen had disappeared.

She collapsed her shoulders in frustration. What should she do now?

Mo Beichen must be angry with her. Look what she does? She walked to the waiting chair of the cinema and sat down. She bowed her head slightly and looked very distressed.

She remembers that Shen Changqing was blocked by Mo Beichen and had to go abroad to find a way out. At that time, he was very difficult abroad. All the roles he could play were male No. 45678, so it was difficult to get the part of male No. 2 and male No. 3.

The film he only starred in was sealed up for many reasons. In fact, the biggest reason is that he is Chinese. Now the play has seen light again and dropped a bomb in the Chinese film circle.

It's a pity that he can't see it anymore.

Gu Qian worries about whether Mo Beichen is angry. At the same time, he is also very sad. If Shen Changqing didn't meet her or fall in love with her, he must be at the peak of the film world now.

Then, as his fan, she will look up to him all her life without dragging him into the mud.

Gu Qian thought more and more sad. Tears twinkled in her eyes. Then she handed a paper towel in front of her. Gu Qian subconsciously looked up and saw Mo Beichen standing in front of her. Her eyes blinked and tears rolled down in clusters.

Mo Beichen was really depressed in the screening hall just now. He went out to the bathroom for a cigarette to ease his anxiety. He knew he shouldn't worry about it anymore. Shen Changqing was dead, and he knew that living people didn't fight with the dead.

But he just couldn't convince himself.

After smoking, he came out and saw Gu Qian sitting there in a daze. When he approached, he found that she was crying. His heart was aching. He couldn't tell why. He always felt that she was far away from him at the moment.

Gu Qian didn't reach out to pick up the paper towel he handed. She looked at him stubbornly and burst into tears. "I thought you were gone and thought you didn't want me."

Mo Beichen was stunned. Didn't she cry because of Shen Changqing?

"Why are you so bad? You know how to bully me." Gu Qian's tears rolled down like broken beads.

Mo Beichen sat down beside her and clumsily wiped her tears with a paper towel. His actions were gentle and careful for fear of hurting her. "I, I went to the bathroom."

Gu Qian didn't expect to hear such an explanation. She didn't know whether she should cry or laugh. She buried her face in his arms. She sobbed: "then you should tell me, too. I thought you didn't want me."

Mo Beichen stretched out his hand and took her into his arms, "fool, how can I not want you?"

Gu Qian felt wronged and smelled the cold fragrance from him. Her nose was sour and cried again. She cried in a low voice for a long time, "I obviously want to coax you to be happy, I..."

Mo Beichen patted her on the shoulder. Just now he was sitting in the screening hall. He was all wooden. He had all kinds of conjectures in his heart. Gu Qian took him to see the film played by Shen Changqing. Do you want to remember him in front of him?

He was angry and jealous. Many times he thought of walking away and felt that he was too small to do so.

But in the last egg of the film, hearing what Shen Changqing said to the camera in those years bound him like a magic spell. He hated it in his heart and was haunted.

Gu Qian raised his head. His little face was crying like a little cat. She didn't care, "I really don't know that this film is played by evergreen. If I know, I..."

"You'll still come to see, won't you?" Mo Beichen interrupted her softly.

Gu Qian's voice suddenly got stuck in his throat. Yes, she will still come. She lowered her head. Because she was sad and helpless, she cried silently, "I'm sorry, brother, I'm sorry."

Mo Beichen slowly clenched the paper towel at his fingertips, which was still stained with her tears. It was obviously cold, but now it was like a fire burning his nerves. He suddenly stood up, "let's go, let's go home."

Gu Qian's lips moved. She wanted to say that she didn't mean it, but when the words came to her mouth and saw the man's indifferent back, she swallowed back and silently followed him out of the cinema.

In the car, neither of them spoke. Gu Qian looked at the street in front. It was very late now. There were few people on the road. The light of street lamps shone into the car from time to time. She didn't cry anymore.

Half an hour later, the car drove into the Mojia villa. After the car stopped steadily, mobeichen put out the fire. As soon as he was about to get off, Gu Qian carefully pulled his sleeve, "big brother..."

Her voice was somewhat pitiful, soft and cute, like a little milk cat about to be abandoned. She looked at Mo Beichen for a moment, begging in her eyes.

She wanted to talk to him. No matter what she said, or she didn't say anything, she was really afraid that once he left her sight, they would return to the initial mode of getting along with each other.

Mo Beichen didn't give her a chance to speak. He looked at her quietly, "it's too late. Go back and have a rest."

With that, he had pulled away his sleeves and turned to get off the bus.

Gu Qian's eyes were red again. Looking at his back after stepping on the snow, she couldn't wait to slap herself. She got off the car in frustration, stepped on the footprints left by the man in the snow, and walked back to the villa step by step.

Aunt Zhou hasn't slept yet. Seeing them coming in one after another and observing their expressions, she can't stop a clatter in her heart. Is this another quarrel?