Chapter 57: 058

Of course, this is not just Ji Yaoguang’s doubts alone. Some netizens left comments on An Muyu’s Weibo, and the ending was naturally deleted and blacked out. People who are new to the entertainment industry don’t understand the rules and ways of doing things very well. They just subconsciously sell miserably. Where do they know that their number of fans is far less than that of Chang Yu. Doubt is Ji Yaoguang. Someone who comforts her, but suspects that she is for Chang Yu. There are also many thighs. Because she didn't see Chang Yu's response after posting this Weibo for a long time. Chang Yu was clearly dynamic. She gave Ji Yaoguang's cat a thumbs up, indicating that she saw the Weibo news, but made it clear that she didn't want to pay attention to An Muyu.
"Huh? You see that boss An cares about your pile of wood so much, should you give her something as a thank you?" Ji Yaoguang pushed Chang Yu on his side, with a light smile on the corners of her eyes and eyebrows, "I Seeing you grind a non-incident card, it's almost silver powder."
"Are you serious?" Chang Yu raised his eyebrows and tilted his head to meet Shang Ji Yaoguang's obviously ill-intentioned smile. He didn't know who had always disliked An Muyu overtly and secretly for fear of having too much contact with her. Now, if she took the initiative to bring up this matter, if she really followed her words, it would be unclear how long it would take after the jealous jar was overturned. Chang Yu smiled secretly in her heart. Seeing Ji Yaoguang blinking and pretending to be sincere, she replied lazily, "Ms. An has worked so hard, and we should really express it."
"Yeah, right? Ji Yaoguang said with a chuckle," You see, some of your fans are starting to say that you are indifferent and ruthless. They are your most loyal fans. "Ji Yaoguang deliberately bit the word "loyal" seriously. She raised her head slightly, her eyes were shining, as if stars fell in the middle.
"Is this bad?" I took the Weibo that made her nonsense from Ji Yaoguang's hand, glanced at the corner of her eye, and already glanced at the words on the screen. She has always known that Ji Yaoguang has a trumpet, but she doesn't know what it is called. At a glance, she feels familiar. This nickname is not when she and Ji Yaoguang had a divorce. They blessed her and Ji Yaoguang. Everyone? Also paid attention to the super topic of many two CP fans.
"So this Huaiyu Sanren is your trumpet." Chang Yu whispered.
Ji Yaoguang's face was not embarrassed at all, but rather frankly responded: "Yes." Seeing that Chang Yu frowned and didn't answer, he pretended to have a cowardly and cowardly look on her little daughter-in-law. Cha bit by the horn and cried aggrievedly to Chang Yu, "There are still a lot of love poems written in it. You don't know how sad I was when you ignored me."
Except for some verses, there is very little dynamic in the trumpet. Unlike some stars who apply for a trumpet, they will be bitten to death by a tortoise when someone picks it out, but that kind of embarrassment. Is lingering for a long time. The trumpet is more like her own mood dynamics, there are too many unspeakable and regrets that can only be expressed in words. The more Chang Yu watched, the tighter her brows wrinkled, and she could see from those words that Ji Yaoguang was confused at the beginning. She recorded nightmares one after another in her trumpet. During the time they were separated, there was almost no interruption. It was like a blunt knife that slowly gouged his heart, and the blood was flowing with a kind of pain.
Ji Yaoguang lifted her eyes, what she saw was Chang Yu's panic, mixed with regret and pity. After letting go of those emotions, every time I think about it, I feel that I have done too much. When Ji Yaoguang once clamored for divorce, her heart was cut and her body was cold, so she said this resolutely and even What kind of harm did Ji Yaoguang cause when the lawyer brought him to the door? Some processes are the only way to a relationship. When two people are like glue, recalling past frustrations-obviously can be avoided.
"You, what's wrong with you?" Ji Yaoguang was a little flustered. She deliberately let Chang Yu know her trumpet, so as to understand more of her past mood, but she didn't expect Chang Yu to react like this. The red eyes and strong and complex emotions were like a mountain pressing on her shoulders, forcing her to breathe. What she wants to see is the colorless Chang Yu with low eyes and a smile, not the misty Chang Yu with tears hidden under her eyes. She felt sorry for herself in the past, with a small resentment in her heart, but now she was completely replaced by her heartache for Chang Yu.
"I'm okay." Chang Yu blinked, and she let out a long sigh of relief, as if only a few seconds had passed, or ten minutes had passed, she finally said again, "Are you still wondering which one is Dreams, which is reality? Do you still have nightmares? How much anxiety is hidden in your heart?"
This question after question is what Ji Yaoguang wants to answer but doesn’t know how to answer. Her anxiety has never dissipated. She has never been able to find the reason why she suddenly returned to the past. If it is said that she was worried about Chang Yu’s transference and fall in love. People’s fear, so now they worry about not knowing whether it is a dream or the present. What if all this is an illusion? What if one day when she opened her eyes, she returned to the cold room, with only empty wine bottles rolling around? She had to continue her degraded and decadent life.
"I, I just think this is so beautiful, like a dream." Ji Yaoguang shook Chang Yu's hand and chuckled, "Look at the name of this village, Mengjiacun, isn't it Mengjiacun? "This seemingly joking sentence suddenly shocked Ji Yaoguang into a cold sweat. She held Chang Yu's hand tightly. Time Inn, Mengjiacun-is this a coincidence or a hint? In fact, she hadn't thought about the problems of dreams and reality for a long time. When she woke up and saw Chang Yu lying on her side, she gradually put the mysterious things behind her. If this is a dream, I hope it is a dream that will never wake up.
"You are scared." When Chang Yu said these four words, there was a little resentment in her tone. She could feel that there were other things hidden in Ji Yaoguang's heart, even though she tried to hide everything in her emotions. Only very rarely will it uncontrollably show up. The current stability and peace seem to be an illusion. What if one day is suddenly torn apart? Where should they go after falling into the gap?
"Yes, I'm very scared." Ji Yaoguang hugged Chang Yu, buried in her shoulders and muttered, "I'm afraid you will be snatched away. You see you are so good. I hate An Muyu from all aspects. I even hate Su Ci because she hates the unknown situation, and I hate the Lu Yu's voice that makes her live like a fish now. Do you think I should be in this emotion?" This is not her first time In front of Chang Yu, expressing his disgust towards An Muyu, the emotions deep in his bones, as if they were destined at the first sight of An Muyu. They did not seem to have met for the first time, more like they had brought their previous lives. People who hate returning.
"This kind of emotion is normal." Chang Yu's hand slowly slid down Ji Yaoguang's back, she whispered, "Love the house and the black, and vice versa. You hate a person, and it is easy to be disgusted with everything related to her. Please bear with me, the filming of this issue of "Time Inn" will soon be over, although I hope you will adjust your emotions more. It doesn't matter if your hatred of An Muyu is hard to change, but it shouldn't be a burden to those around you. People, they don’t know what you really think. Few people can make their friends like each other."
"Then do you hate An Muyu?" Ji Yaoguang asked, raising her head.
"Do you want to listen to the truth? I don't hate or like her. She is just an irrelevant person. I will meet in the film crew in the future. If I have to describe it, then she is a stranger who only knows her name." Chang Yu did not follow Ji Yaoguang's words, she replied lightly. She treats most of the people with restraint and alienation as she is now. Most of the people in this program group may be reclassified into this category in Chang Yu's eyes.
Ji Yaoguang didn’t want to force Chang Yu to say hate. She smiled softly and turned to a topic:
Don’t I often post some poems on my trumpet? A person called'The Banlangen on the Throne' messaged me privately. Ask me if I am original."
Chang Yu said: "Then how did you answer?"
Ji Yaoguang squinted her eyes and smiled: "I told her it was original."
Chang Yu said again: "Why would she ask you like this?"
"Maybe you want to make trouble." Ji Yaoguang responded. She poked into that person's Weibo homepage and found that she was following Zhao Qing, An Muyu and others. Anyway, she paid attention to the characters she hated in the show business circle. In addition to cheering for Zhao Qing and the others, the Weibo dynamic is to praise all the comments made by Ji Yaoguang. To be honest, if it weren't for poking into this person's Weibo, she would hardly remember the existence of Zhao Qing, a love rival.
"Why do you say that there are so many people who like you? I won't say anything about Zhao Qing before, and now there is a gentle and caring An Muyu. Teacher Chang, you are really'a beautiful blessing.'" Ji Yaoguang said. There is a small dissatisfaction.
Chang Yu smiled slightly and said: "You may not know, someone privately believed me and told me that there is no future between the same sex, so I quickly divorce his goddess Ji Yaoguang. There was still your'flowers and grass' before, with you In the magazine, the young model who entered and exited at the same time confirmed that the relationship between us is only in name. He wanted me to let go as soon as possible, and even said some threatening words. I haven’t asked you yet, you and those people. What did you say?"
No matter how you look at it, the gentle smile contained a risk factor, and the eyes that were originally like the spring breeze of March suddenly became like a wind knife and frost sword. Ji Yaoguang's heart was tight, she had never heard Chang Yu mention this matter. "Oh? Really?" There was a guilty smile, her words were pale and weak, she couldn't deny the she did for Qi Changyu.
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