Chapter 3575 When I Become a Scumbag Actor (Seventy-One)
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He was holding an umbrella alone, standing outside the building calmly and indifferently, like a sculpture of ice and snow in the rain, pale and silent, the surrounding atmosphere was strangely quiet, as if suppressed to the extreme, without any sound.
When the actor swiped open the screen, the chat page was still stuck on his last message, and that person never replied.
No promise, no rejection.
So he held a sliver of absurd hope, and took another step regardless of reason.
There is no direct rejection, so there is hope.
Wen Haoqing thought so, quietly holding an umbrella, the picture of her long body standing in the rain curtain is like a still painting, blending with the continuous rain curtain behind her, it is pure and elegant, and the color is not as good as him.
This is a whole day, from early morning to night, the rain has been raining all day, without any tendency to stop, it seems to be pouring down on the desolate heart, extremely cold.
When the security guard came out with an umbrella in the heavy rain, he was taken aback. He didn't expect that this person was still here.
He always thought everyone had left!
The security guard was really stunned, and ran over quickly. From a distance, he could only see a snow-colored figure standing upright, holding an umbrella, with the politeness and innate dignity of aristocrats, like an old man. The young master in the painting is strolling in the garden, but when he got closer, he found that his body was almost completely soaked, and the raindrops slid down the corner of his clothes. The fingers clasped on the black umbrella handle were slender and distinct, but his complexion was almost pale.
The shade of the umbrella eaves half covered his brows and eyes.
He stood very straight, like a pine and cypress in winter, with the integrity of a bamboo, so he didn't look embarrassed, but his demeanor became quieter and more indifferent.
"Sir, how long have you been waiting!" The sky darkened, it was already night, and the rain was falling heavily, and the security guard shouted at the top of his voice: "It's impossible to get a fever if you drench like this, how can young people be so careless?" Take care of your body, go back quickly!"
Crystal cold raindrops rolled down along the lines of his phalanx, against the pale skin and dark blue veins, showing a fragile sense of abstinence, Wen Haoqing's reaction was flat and gentle: "Thank you."
There is no intention of leaving at all.
A thought came to the security guard with some horror in his heart, "Sir, you won't wait for this day, but you are waiting for that Miss Song."
Wen Haoqing kept her brows quiet and did not answer.
security guard:"……"
"Then don't wait any longer!" The security guard shouldn't have disclosed the owner's information. I really can't bear to say it, but I can't watch people standing here all the time. Isn't this ruining my body, "I Look, Miss Song went out at five or six o'clock this morning, and never came back, she's not here at all!"
Wen Haoqing paused slightly with his fingertips.
The temperature of the raindrops penetrated into the skin, and the coldness melted into the blood.
He blinked his eyelashes lightly.
It is usually dyed white's favorite arc, like a butterfly's wings, but at this moment it looks more like a withered fall.
She told him she was at home.
She said it herself.
She will not lie to him.
This cognition is so ridiculous that even Wen Haoqing himself has no confidence.
"This is between me and her, I'm sorry." Wen Haoqing was silent for a long time before speaking.
The security guard looked very ironic, so he almost dragged the person away.
Falling in love these days is a big deal. If you split your hands, you will die or live. If you don't want to die, who else will you spoil if you don't spoil yourself?
Today's young people, alas, are getting old, after all, he doesn't understand.
"Then follow me to the security room and wait." The guard couldn't bear it.
"No need." Wen Haoqing was polite and calm, he couldn't find fault, but he was also difficult to get close to. He rejected the security guard's proposal and thanked him.
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When the security guard went back, he turned his head three times a step, frowning at the figure standing in the heavy rain. The night was blurry and gray, and the abyss was behind him.
perhaps,
Even Wen Haoqing himself didn't know what he was insisting on.
Obviously unnecessary.
It was the cheap waiting that he looked down on the most.
turn out to be,
Feng Shui really does take turns.
Turn to death.
Finally it was his turn to ask for it.
He just thinks now,
Let Ranbai see him for the first time, and only see him.
It was she who told him that she was at home, well, no matter what others said, he would only believe her.
Wen Haoqing is a person who can never make mistakes on the outside, gentle and deceiving the world, like the bright moon, like the first snow, but in his bones, there is a paranoia that is deeply hidden and integrated into the bone marrow. His love is silent and strong, and it is woven in silence. In a dense net, there is nowhere to escape.
It was already night when Ranbai arrived in City A. She got off the plane and went to the hotel that she had booked early in the morning. It was also raining in City A, and her clothes were inevitably wet and uncomfortable. She took a shower first, and suddenly I remembered that I was still turning off the phone, and then I came out of the bathroom and turned it on while wiping my hair.
Randomly swipe the message, and finally stop on the three unread messages of sir. Wen, she paused her fingers, frowned slightly, subconsciously glanced at the rain that was still falling outside the French window, and then quickly and neatly tapped Words, very short and cold three words: 【Inconvenient】
The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the temperature at night was very low. Wen Haoqing coughed several times, her Adam's apple was slightly red, and her body was already freezing cold until she saw the message on her phone.
In the end, the wait was empty.
When the screen was turned on, the light was very abrupt in the dark, and the three words were particularly dazzling, which caused a kind of physical discomfort and stinging pain. Wen Haoqing squinted his eyes and accepted the fact calmly. He did not say that he had Came here, not to mention that he was still waiting for her, but slowly typed and asked: 【Where are you. 】
His fingertips were cold and stiff, and he struggled a little while typing. He moved his joints slightly, and his finger bones turned white due to the force.
Two messages jumped out on the message box.
kid:【…】
Kid: [Don’t look for it, it has nothing to do with you]
Wen Haoqing didn't seem to have seen the news, and without blinking her eyes, she continued to ask: [Are you at home. 】
【Absent】
this time,
The other party answered two words very simply.
There was no hesitation and no explanation.
Because there is no relationship and necessity.
Then why lie to him...
Do you think that he will drop his price to the point where he can't let go of her?
Ah.
You are right.
"Tick tock." With a sound, the raindrops fell on the phone screen, blurring the text message on it, and even everything will be blurred.
The sound of the wind whizzed past my ears.
The umbrella fell silently to the ground.
The inputting at the top of the dialog box is continuously displayed, intermittently, but never stopped. Ranbai stared at it for a while, but did not see any message from Wen Haoqing, so she turned off the phone screen, and after a pause, she Re-opened, blocked the other party's WeChat, then turned off the phone and kept it beside him, holding the script and starting to make notes, the pen between his fingers was turning faster and faster, the ghost image is a shadow after all, no matter how you capture it, you can't keep it.