Shadow Bride

She walked and ran all the way, gradually losing strength and staggering.

The long traffic flow seemed to have no end. Under the darkening sky, the glow of the car lights spread to far away places. And she, like a dying believer, trekking all the way along it, she doesn't know how many blisters have been worn out on her feet, and she feels painful every time she takes a step. She clutched the strap of the equipment bag on her shoulders and told herself, hold on, Su Xingyu, you must go to the scene, you must go...

Sweat slipped drop by drop, and his body shook.

Su Xingyu didn't know how long she had been walking, or how she got out of the congestion. When she got off the ramp and saw the brightly lit city facing the endless stream of cars in all directions, she almost burst into tears. She rushed to the side of the road, waved her hands, stopped an empty taxi, and sat in.

The taxi driver was surprised: "Miss, where did you come from? How did you become so embarrassed?"

She panted, too late to answer the driver's question, raised her wrist to read the watch: "What, it's already half past nine?"

Hearing her trembling in exclamation, the driver said: "Yes, I heard that there is a traffic jam on the 108 highway until now, haha, it has been two or three hours, and that group of people is also unlucky. The big weekend will be on the highway."

Su Xingyu looked for the phone with a pale face, and called the person in charge of Yuelongsha again. This time there was a signal, but no one answered the phone.

She urged the driver: "Master, please drive faster, I'm in a hurry!"

The driver responded and speeded up. However, due to traffic jams on Highway 108, a large number of traffic going to the outskirts of the city were crowded onto a few side roads. Despite the driver's best efforts, it was already past 10 o'clock in the evening when he arrived at the show. Under the night, the beautiful white buildings are brightly lit, and the long red carpet winds all the way to the side of the road.

The driver looked at the crowd coming out in twos and threes from the building, and said to Su Xingyu: "It's late, it seems to be over."

Su Xingyu carried the equipment bag and rushed into the building against the crowd. The more he hurried, the colder his heart.

Yes, it is over. The well-dressed guests passed her by, talking about the excitement of the show; the photographer with the equipment on his shoulders called in the cold wind and asked the company to send a car to pick him up; and a few wrapped up The model in the gorgeous shawl talked about the latest fashion items...

No one paid her even a glance.

She endured the swelling and pain in her legs and feet and ran again, ran all the way into the background, and found a place where moon gauze clothing was piled in the chaos, and there was a man with a shaved head standing nearby. "Mr. Liu?" She hurried up to introduce herself, "Hello, I am Su Xingyu, the photographer introduced by Lin Weilong before. Sorry, I am late, and there is a traffic jam on the road. I'm really sorry!"

The man turned around and looked at her with a sneer: "You are Su Xingyu? The shelf is so big, you still know how to come?"

Su Xingyu understood that it was all his own fault, and he bent down deeply, bowed, and apologized again: "I'm really very, very sorry."

Before the man spoke, two people suddenly walked over not far away. The girl among them laughed: "What a coincidence, I can see you everywhere, Su Xingyu."

Su Xingyu heard this sound familiar, with an ominous premonition, and when he looked up, it turned out to be Su Xingqi. At this time, Su Xingqi was wearing a light white hollow culottes with pointed stiletto heels. She looked charming with her carefully groomed makeup and long hair. She carried a bag in one hand and a suit and leather shoe in the other. Man-Qin Mu.

Yes, what a coincidence, Su Xingyu frowned, and the two of them were really lingering wherever they went.

Su Xingqi glanced at her, the corners of her lips coated with crystal clear balm showed a slight smile, still holding Qin Mu, and asked Mr. Liu, "What happened?"

This Mr. Liu, who has been in the fashion circle for a long time, recognizes Su Xingqi and her boyfriend Qin Ershao. Seeing Su Xingqi looking at Su Xingyu's gaze, he was even more rude: "Miss Xingqi, Qin Er Shao, do you say bad luck is not bad? We hired a photographer for a lot of money, but in the end, yes. An ancestor! The show started at 8 o’clock, and it’s been late until now. It’s a big deal, alas! It’s your Qin’s luggage, beautiful models, beautiful products, and reliable photographers. ."

Su Xingqi pursed her lips when he heard him praise the beauty of the model: "Mr. Liu is making me happy."

Mr. Liu said: "Where and where, I speak the truth."

Originally, relying on Su Xingqi's half-red and not-purple model, he didn't need to compliment him at all, but Qin Er Shao was his backer, and it's always right to cling to it more.

Su Xingqi laughed again, very happy, her eyes with heavy make-up glanced at Su Xingyu intentionally or unintentionally, with provocation.

Su Xingyu was ridiculed in this way, but he couldn't get angry, so he could only continue to apologize to Mr. Liu: "This time I was wrong. Please give me a chance to make up."

"Compensation?" Mr. Liu snorted disdainfully, "If the apology is useful, what do you want the police to do? Fortunately, I called a backup photographer urgently, otherwise the skylight must be opened for this photo! Su what is coming, neither will you Look at what you are. It’s just a fish that you don’t have a reputation for. If I don’t give Lin Weilong face to you, I will use you?! Get out, hurry up!"

Su Xingyu was scolded by him with a spear and a stick. She faced Su Xingqi's gloating eyes and Qin Mu's complicated eyes. She didn't have the face to stay any longer. She said sorry again, turned around and left with her equipment bag. Up them. She was still in control at first, and then, her pace was getting faster and faster, and she almost fled into a door embarrassedly...

Darkness, overwhelming.

She let her eyes get used to it for a while, only to find that she was in an empty auditorium, right in front of her was a dim stage, and a hazy blue mist-like light loomed from the depths of the stage.

Such loneliness pierced the depths of her soul.

She slowed down, swayed, and walked forward step by step. My feet hurt so much, and the place where I pressed the equipment bag's **** my left shoulder also hurts, it seemed to be frayed. However, the more sore eyes were the eyes, and the full tears couldn't help falling down, she murmured to herself: "Su Xingyu, you are not allowed to cry, isn't it just being scolded..."

You have traveled such a long way, and you came here through all difficulties and you didn't cry. At this moment, what is there to cry?

The stage was so empty and lonely, she stopped before it approached the stairs diagonally to the right, tilted her head slightly, and unconsciously looked at the dim light from behind the scenes.

It's over...

It's really over...

All her efforts were in vain, just like a boxer, who had accumulated all her strength, but hit the air with one punch.

In the air, a faint voice suddenly came.