MTL - Borrowing a Kiss-Chapter 38 go crazy

Wen Yang obviously can't remember Liang Muqiu, he is not so forgetful yet.

But he and Liang Muqiu are not grudges, just a blind date, nothing to avoid, not to mention that it didn't work out in the end. So he was very interested after reading the script, and Liu Fengtao invited him again, and he accepted.

Now that he met Liang Muqiu on the set, he was already mentally prepared, and he extended his hand to Liang Muqiu generously, "Long time no see, Mu Qiu, I didn't expect that we would have the opportunity to cooperate. ."

Liang Muqiu was a little embarrassed, but she didn't avoid it, she smiled and held it up, "Long time no see, Wen Yang."

Not intimate, but kind.

Both of them were taught by Luo Wen, Liang Muqiu was Luo Wen's close disciple, and Wen Yang was Luo Wen's former neighbor's grandson, and he and Luo Wen studied calligraphy.

Luo Wen is old and loves to lead the red line. Seeing that these two young people are good, but they are both single when they are not young. Sigh for a long time.

Liu Fengtao saw a little subtlety from the handshake and atmosphere of the two, he looked left and right, and asked, "You two, do you know each other?"

It really is a pot that cannot be opened and lifted.

He got another look at Liang Muqiu.

Cen Nan stood beside Liang Muqiu and noticed something by observing Liang Muqiu's expression.

Wen Yang shrugged, he was easy-going, he felt that there was nothing he couldn't say, at most it was a bit of a loss of face.

He smiled and said the reason casually, "Don't laugh at me, I almost became a partner with Mr. Xiaoliang. His teacher Luo Wen introduced us to each other and wanted to match us." He winked at Liang Muqiu, good-natured people are always used to giving other people face, "Screenwriter Liang is very interesting and nice, but unfortunately I'm not his type. We didn't call."

These words were polite and polite, and praised Liang Muqiu.

But Liang Muqiu almost subconsciously felt that Cen Nan's air pressure dropped, he glanced at Cen Nan, and sure enough, Cen Nan's face didn't change, but his eyes were obviously bad.

And Wen Yang also noticed that Cen Nan is tall and dignified, but not a familiar actor, he smiled and asked Liu Fengtao, "Who is this?"

Liu Fengtao didn't expect that he would find a third male and have this twist with Liang Muqiu.

He glanced at Cen Nan embarrassedly, not knowing how to introduce, "Well, this is Cen Nan, he belongs to Liang Muqiu..."

He wasn't sure whether to call him a friend or a lover.

Liang Muqiu did not recognize her lover.

In fact, even Liang Muqiu himself doesn't know how to introduce it. It is most convenient to say that friends are the most convenient, but this is how...

He glanced at Cen Nan quickly and felt that Cen Nan would be somewhat sad.

I didn't expect Cen Nan to pick up the words.

"I'm Qiuqiu's friend, his high school classmate and college classmate," he nodded to Wen Yang coldly and politely, "Hello, it's the first time we meet."

Wen Yang looked at the man on the opposite side subtly.

He is not stupid. He has been in the entertainment industry for a few years, and he has never seen anyone. Of course, he can see that Cen Nan looks at him badly.

But since he is Liang Muqiu's friend, there shouldn't be many opportunities to deal with him in the future.

He also nodded politely.

After saying these words, the scene was a little cold.

He hurriedly dealt with it, "Wen Yang, come, let's go say hello before I take you to recognize our other actors. Mu Qiu, don't you have anything else to do with Cen Nan? Let's go first. Bar."

Liang Muqiu responded and greeted everyone present, "Then I'll leave first, see you tomorrow."

Cen Nan and Liang Muqiu left together, and when passing by Wen Yang, he glanced at Wen Yang, revealing the sullenness hidden in his eyes.

Wen Yang is a good-tempered person, but he couldn't resist looking at him like this, and immediately glared back defiantly.

Liang Muqiu had absolutely no idea of ​​the two men behind him.

Out of the set, he drove and found the restaurant where they had dinner.

It was in the courtyard of an old house in Tonghu Lane. There was a woodcut sign hanging under the tree at the entrance. If it wasn't recommended by the locals in the crew, they couldn't find it.

This shop has been open for more than ten years. The signature dishes are very unique, but they are homely and comfortable.

But Cen Nan was always absent-minded.

The soft light shone on his eyes, but there was no temperature at all, but rather cold.

After coming to Yandu, he has been in a good mood. It is rare for him to have such a few days off, and he follows Liang Muqiu around the clock, which makes him feel a long-lost peace in his heart.

He never dared to expose his inner thoughts to Liang Muqiu.

It is best to build a golden cage, the door is open, but Liang Muqiu is willing to be in it.

Of course he understands that this is wishful thinking and an abnormal possessiveness.

But in just a few days, it is not too bad to regard his dream as a reality.

But when I saw Wen Yang on the set just now, it seemed to cut a hole in his short-lived joy.

Even Wen Yang's smile seemed to remind him that he was not Liang Muqiu's unswerving partner, but a mirror that had not yet been put together.

Liang Muqiu is soft-hearted towards him, but that doesn't mean he can get carried away.

Cen Nan thought of this, lowered his head and drank a sip of plum wine, his eyelashes drooped slightly, his eyes could not be seen clearly, but there was a gloom all over his body.

Liang Muqiu can see clearly on the opposite side.

He usually said something casually, Cen Nan took it to heart, focused and serious, but he called Cen Nan a few times just now, but Cen Nan was so distracted that he hadn't even heard it yet.

He knew why.

Since Wen Yang appeared, Cen Nan has been in such a low-pressure appearance, which is annoying.

He set the teacup on the table displeased, and the bottom of the porcelain cup and the wooden table made a sound.

"Who are you showing your face to? You have always been so gloomy from the set," Liang Muqiu said angrily, "What the **** are you doing wrong, just because Wen Yang is my former A blind date?"

He still remembers the afternoon he had a blind date with Wen Yang.

Because it was the person the teacher introduced to him, he couldn't refuse, so he agreed.

In addition, Wen Yang's conditions were good in all aspects, and he was the best among the teachers who were enthusiastic matchmakers at that time. He couldn't pick out any faults in his appearance and personality, he thought, why not try it.

Why does he need to hang on Cen Nan? It's a waste of time for him to love a few people.

But it was Wen Yang, the excellent Wen Yang, that made him realize that it was not the right person, he really couldn't move his heart.

But any normal person should be a little moved by him.

But he is the one with an abnormal mind. Sitting opposite Wen Yang, he frequently loses his mind and unconsciously thinks of Cen Nan, the person who once kissed him on the terrace, and now lives on the other side of the ocean what a life.

That's why he was so embarrassed when he saw Wen Yang just now.

What embarrassed him was not having a blind date with Wen Yang, but the afternoon that made him recognize himself.

The culprit who disturbed him, also put on a wronged look on the opposite side.

Liang Muqiu thought to himself, thanks to his cultivation now, he had to throw all the water in the teacup on Cen Nan's face in the first two years.

He let out a sigh of relief and asked Cen Nan as calmly as possible, "Are you jealous of me?"

Cen Nan did not answer.

Jealous, these two words are not enough to describe his psychology.

So he still nodded, "Yeah."

Liang Muqiu sneered.

He asked, "Do you care too much? You broke up with me back then, what right do you have to be jealous, let alone a blind date today, even if I hand over three streets Your boyfriend has nothing to do with you."

Cen Nan froze.

Liang Muqiu's words stuck in his throat.

He clearly occupies the moral high ground. He has thousands of words to hurt Cen Nan. He has this right and this qualification.

The struggles and tossing and turning for the past seven years were all given to him by Cen Nan.

As long as he wanted to, he could crush Cen Nan's heart on the ground and trample on it until the body was completely broken.

But he looked into Cen Nan's eyes and couldn't speak.

The table was silent for a while.

Liang Muqiu tugged at his neckline and lit a cigarette. He looked at Cen Nan's pained appearance, more helpless.

He asked, "I can't stand it if you say a few words, what if I'm really with someone else?"

This sentence made Cen Nan more painful than anything else.

He can't answer the question.

He didn't really care about Wen Yang, just seeing Wen Yang was like seeing the nightmare he had been haunting - he finally returned to China, but Liang Muqiu already had someone else.

In the past seven years, he stayed in a foreign country, and he thought countless times that Liang Muqiu might have held someone else's hand.

It's just wishful thinking that he doesn't want to give up Liang Muqiu.

Liang Muqiu no longer needs him.

He looked down at his hands, which were white and clean, and could not see the scars they once had.

"I don't know," he said softly, his face expressionless, "it's going to be crazy."

Liang Muqiu's cigarette shook out a bit of soot and fell on the porcelain coaster.

I don't know why, after Cen Nan said these words, his heart suddenly trembled.

He always knew that Cen Nan was a little paranoid.

He put out the cigarette in the ashtray, feeling that he really owed Cen Nan in his last life.

"I only said this once, you'd better remember it for me," Liang Muqiu said indifferently, "I have never been waiting for you in the past seven years, I will give it to you even if you throw it away Be a spare tire, you are dreaming. I have kissed a few times, and there are so many people chasing me that I can’t remember, maybe not as good as you, but at least they won’t make me sad. I can pick a knot at any time. "

"But I don't."

He looked into Cen Nan's eyes, as if he had cut out his heart again for this man to see.

"Not because I can't think of it, but because I don't love them."

Cen Nan's eyes regained a little light.

He looked straight at Liang Muqiu, like a dry traveler in the desert looking at the only spring.

Liang Muqiu panicked when he saw it, as if he was staring at some beast.

He looked away, not looking at Cen Nan.

Liang Muqiu said softly again, "There are never ifs in this world, only results. The result is that although you are a bastard, your luck is not bad, and now you can eat at the same table with me."

I'm so tired today, I almost slept when I changed the text. (By the way, ask for a wave of starfish and comments~(?ó﹏ò?)