Vengeful Angel：Looper's lover

Song Zhiran quickly paid the bill, as if to escape from such a place, people feel depressed place, nothing can ease their mood.

Song Zhiran got on his car, stepped on the gas pedal and drove out suddenly. There were not many cars on the road, and song Zhiran drove more and more out of the way. It seemed that he wanted to step on the gas pedal freely. He felt that only in this way could he relieve his pressure. This huge feeling of depression was deposited in his heart, which has been a high expectation for many years, But in the end is not able to bear a fruit they want, perhaps God is cruel, always do not want people to wish, perhaps this love is ultimately slim, not their own are never their own. It's just that song Zhiran can't figure out what Lin Minjia thinks. He can't figure out what he wants. He's so hot and cold. Maybe his feelings have already caught a bad cold. In this way, song Zhiran knew that sooner or later, he was terminally ill, perhaps already very ill.

The speed along the way makes song Zhiran feel so smooth and dripping. The sound of the wind seems to tell him the direction. Maybe that's what it is. With a strong accelerator, song Zhiran feels that he is close to death.

Over the years, song Zhiran has always had a bad habit of racing when he is sad or unable to distinguish. It seems that this is an outlet for him to put his life in a joking position. Perhaps, song Zhiran, who is arrogant in appearance, always has a heart of inferiority. Because of this inferiority, he feels that he can never lift his head.

Since childhood, the relationship between father and mother is not good. Song Zhiran always thinks that it's because he is a girl. Song Zhiran always thinks that father likes boys, but because he is a daughter, he will never be loved, which also affects the relationship between father and mother. In this way, he is a child who should not be born, maybe he is a disaster, He is a person who can't bring happiness to everyone. Over the years, song Zhiran has always wanted to make herself very important, including the feeling of being surrounded in school, which is not enough to make up for song Zhiran's inner cowardice. Such a psychology is almost a morbid state. She doesn't know how much time she has to spend to make up for such a vacancy. This empty heart may always need someone to save her. Song Zhiran thought that the person who saved himself was Lin Minjia, but his illness was so serious that it seemed more and more serious. In this relationship with Lin Minjia, he was always worried about gain and loss, which made people waver.

Song Zhiran needs an outlet and needs to vent. It's like the torrent pouring out. If the floodgate is not opened, it will break out sooner or later. What floats in his mind is the impression of yesterday, frame by frame, paragraph by paragraph. It seems that he has the feeling of not being clear to not being clear.

Love makes people happy, but it also makes people sad. Maybe this time is like this. After happiness, there are always unpredictable pain waiting for them. Life seems to have to go through these to become perfect.

In this side room, Wu Qingluo and Lin Minjia happily eat dinner. They are talking and laughing. They are not happy.

"Minjia, that singer Zheng Zeyu is going to have a concert."

In fact, I don't know when it started. Wu Qingluo has changed her mind. Maybe it's the best choice to live a good life. No one says that separation is easy. It's always a hard thing for two people to get together. Why can't we stick to it, even if we have passed the fork in the road, Maybe we will meet in front of each other, so why let go? Wu Qingluo wants to stick to it and accompany Lin Minjia through his life, unless he really can't stay. No one knows what will happen next.

"The singer you like? If you like it, you can buy a ticket to see it. It's rare to have such an opportunity. Go while you still have such interest. "

Lin Minjia doesn't know that Wu Qingluo wants him to accompany him.

"Tickets have been bought. Can you spare time to go with me?" Wu Qingluo inquires carefully. She understands that Lin Minjia has very little time. Maybe in Lin Minjia's opinion, work comes first and love comes second.

"Well, I'll try to line up the work."

Lin Minjia agreed, and let Wu Qingluo on one side feel much better.

Under the light, this pair of lovely people set off, but no one knows. In the end, maybe not until the end, no one knows what the ending looks like.

"Brother Yu, are you ready? The makeup artist has been waiting there

This is the voice of Emily, the assistant.

Sitting in the lounge, Zheng Zeyu recalled the journey over the years. It seemed that many years had passed. Over the years, he came intermittently, met some good friends and met some women, but in the end, his feelings were always blank. Because of the relationship between work and the love of public figures, it was always the most taboo of the company, Before many fans, the relationship between artists can't be made public. His girlfriends couldn't stand the unseen love and quit the relationship one after another. However, Zheng Zeyu never thought it was a pity. Instead, he felt that it was a relief. Perhaps, he always followed the idol route, and many female fans would fall in love because of his love, And let go, just think of many years ago in the campus of a touch of sunshine, Zheng Zeyu seems to feel that his life is still hopeful.

"Brother Yu."

Makeup artist is a girl with short hair. She seems to be engaged in art. She is very neutral and her dress is simple.

"Hello."

Zheng Zeyu simply said hello, because the former makeup artist resigned, so this one is a new makeup artist, or the first contact, but Zheng Zeyu is still very easy to get along with. Over the years, from a young artist to a big star, it seems that he has never put on a show, and has always been as close to the people as ever. After all, Zheng Zeyu has always felt that this person will not always be the same when he is low or high. There will always be ups and downs, ups and downs, so don't be sad or happy, don't be proud, or this is the best way to live. Just like love, some people show their happiness when they are happiest, but the more so, when they are separated at last, the more people feel that the former beauty is becoming more and more regretful now. There are still people who will laugh, show their love and share quickly. It's better to be indifferent than to be ridiculed.

"Brother Yu, you can call me Xiao. That's what my friends call me. "

Xiaoyu is a cheerful person. It's not strange to meet Zheng Zeyu. However, people in the industry know that Zheng Zeyu is close to the people. Maybe it's because of this that Xiaoyu is faced with in a big way.

"All right. Less than, I don't have any requirements in terms of make-up. The one in front of me should have told you. My skin is sensitive. She should have told you all the things to pay attention to. "

Zheng Zeyu is not a difficult master to serve. All this has always been his purpose.

"OK, no problem. The handover work is in place. Brother Yu, you can rest assured."

It's a coincidence that Xiaoyu made up for Zheng Zeyu after being recommended by a friend this time. This kind of thing is also a matter of fate. When it comes to fate, we will meet each other.

"Brother Yu, how many touring concerts do you have?" This less than habitual work to speak, this chat, time is not so boring, time also passed quickly, all of a sudden passed.

"Sixteen."

In fact, Zheng Zeyu is not very talkative. In some people's words, he is very stuffy. He is not very talkative and expressive. Maybe a lot of things are just put in his heart. When someone asks questions, he always asks me what to say. It seems that he is also a straightforward person, but he never says one more thing that should not be said.

"It's said that the end game is in Nanze city? Nanze must be a special city, isn't it I don't know why, the final game will be in Nanze? Always because of curiosity, and then want to ask, want to know the idea of this big man, maybe many people will think, stars are not ordinary people, and ordinary people are always different. It's like having four arms and three eyes. It's always special. It's like not eating fireworks.

"Nanze is a special city for me, because there are people I love there."

Zheng Zeyu didn't know why he said that. It seemed that when he got to the place of deep love, he forgot himself. It seems that when it comes to Nanze, the expression is not the same, especially gentle, people feel that there is an illusion of tenderness like water, which is not less than the discovery soon. It seems that I understand that stars are human beings, and there will be people who love them. Like ordinary people, eating and drinking Lhasa has all kinds of shortcomings.

In fact, I understand that artists only have a halo, which is not given by everyone. There is a saying that success is Xiao He, and failure is Xiao He. Maybe this is the same reason that water can carry a boat and overturn a boat. The popularity of this big star is just held by the people. When there are many fans, you are God, you can be God, and you can make music as you like. However, once you lose those fans, you will lose the rice leader, Nothing, this is the most real feeling.

"Nanze is my hometown. I grew up there since I was a child. Of course, all the people I love are there. My parents, relatives and friends are all in Nanze. This is a city that I can't give up. It's such a meaningful city. I want to use it to end my tour concert this year. It's the land that nurtures me now."

For a moment, Zheng Zeyu felt as if he had suddenly opened his mind. He was speechless and full of reasons.

"Yes."

I don't know that I should not talk. Maybe it's best to do things seriously.

Soon, less than finished today's Zheng Zeyu dress up, the whole line, very in line with today's activities.

In fact, Zheng Zeyu didn't like such activities, but he was informed that there was no way to do it. These were all taken by his manager. When the real estate opened, he just showed his face and took a group photo. In fact, the quality of the real estate had nothing to do with him. In the final analysis, it was an advertisement. But he had never used the product himself, but he had to tell others, This is good. I really feel sorry. But the industry is like this. What can we do by ourselves? There are some famous stars who speak for dozens of things. They don't have time to try them out one by one. They just follow the advertisement words. As for what's good and what's bad, no one can say clearly. This is also the same rule in the industry.

Zheng Zeyu doesn't like such lies. Maybe it's really good, but he doesn't try at all, but he has to say it from his own mouth. This feeling is too bad, but it's also useless. If he doesn't do what the manager says, he will be pushed out to a large extent. The artist looks very beautiful, but his freedom is limited. What he wants to do, It's a sad feeling to be forced to do what you can't and don't want to do.

It's full of people outside. Naturally, it's going to be a big show.

Fans in the front row have already put up banners. A lot of flowers are ready. They will come up to offer flowers in a moment. People are very excited, it is necessary to have close contact with their favorite stars, how can they not be excited? The following people make Zheng Zeyu feel terrible. He is like an animal in a zoo cage, waiting to be shown. Zheng Zeyu is full of such ideas. All of a sudden, I have some resistance to this feeling. I feel sick.

"Brother Yu, are you ok?"

Assistant Emily also saw that Zheng Zeyu was comfortable. She felt that Zheng Zeyu's face was still a little pale, and her face was not very good, which made people very worried.

"I'm... I'm ok..." Zheng Zeyu had a feeling of darkness. It seems that the whole person's body is not stable, there is a feeling of shaking.

"Brother Yu, brother Yu..." Emily called. This kind of voice hovered in Lin Minjia's ear, just like the voice from a distant place. It was so ethereal and empty, which made Zheng Zeyu feel shaky.

"Ah Yu, ah Yu, what's the matter with you."

At this time, Mr. Cheng, the manager, appeared as if he had found something wrong with Zheng Zeyu in time.

"Mr. Cheng, brother Yu, he doesn't feel well. You can see his face is not right."

Emily was talking, as if afraid that Mr. Cheng didn't know the seriousness of the situation.