Chapter 1131: what happened

Until the end of this brief meeting, Mo Mo was in such a muddle-headed state, and he didn't even hear what the program group said about tomorrow's program schedule.
She was still a little confused until they separated and returned to the hotel room.
But for her at the moment, the show is not the most important thing.
She closed the door, sat on the sofa, and began to call the man in red.
no respond.
Mo Mo swallowed and continued calling him.
She has no other way.
The way of getting along between the man in red and her has always been this way, and all the initiative and control have always been in the hands of the other party.
She didn't even know how to find each other.
So once something happens to the other party, she has no ability to deal with it.
Of course, at the beginning, the man in red never thought that there would be a situation he could not figure out.
It can only be said to be overconfidence.
Mo Mo shouted for a long time, and waited for nearly an hour, without any response.
The uneasy feeling in her heart grew stronger and stronger, and she couldn't help but think in a bad direction: Is something wrong with him, senior?
What will happen to him?
If something happens to him, then...
Mo Mo sat on the sofa blankly for a while, looking at the time, it was already 4:30 in the afternoon.
She breathed out slowly, got up, bent over, and took out a notebook from her personal suitcase next to her.
She is going to write a song.
She likes music, she has liked it since she was a child, but her own talents cannot support her love, until she met a man in red, which gave her an extraordinary talent.
In the past three years, Mo Mo has always liked to use music to comfort him when he was upset and unhappy.
In recent years, in addition to some classic songs that Mo Mo gave her, she has also composed several popular golden songs herself.
She sat at the desk, holding a pen, and dropped it on the hurried paper.
The sharp nib did not move for a long time.
Mo Mo was stunned.
She stared at her hand blankly, at the blank sheet of paper, stunned on the spot.
Time seems to be stagnant at this moment, her expression, her thinking, and everything about her are frozen.
After a long time, a gust of wind blew in from the open window, which moved the curtains.
Also break this silent stagnation.
Mo Mo's face suddenly showed a look of horror.
She stared at the paper on the desk with wide eyes, and looked at her pen-holding hand, as if she had seen something terrifying.
"me……"
Her lips trembled, her entire face trembling, like a fish stranded on the verge of suffocation, in vain, desperately opening her mouth wide, gasping for breath.
Suddenly, she slammed her hand and threw the pen out of her hand.
She stood up like crazy again, grabbed the notebook in her hand, tore it apart, and threw it on the ground.
"I..." she murmured, but she couldn't say a complete sentence for a long time.
Her talent, her creative ability.
Gone.
At the moment when I was about to write, the usual turbulent inspirations and various professional skills that were constantly presented in my mind all disappeared in an instant.
Not to mention the catchy golden song, she can't even write an ordinary saliva song score now.
what happened?
what happened?

See you later.