Frontline: The goddess is to be petted (entertainment circle)

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"Let me cry for you, you may catch a cold in a while."

Her voice was faintly crying, and Yin Han knew Her Lady Queen's mood completely. It was not the brilliant entertainer on the stage, but her lover was a little girl who was often uncontrollably moved by some trivial things.

Yin Han lowered his head obediently, and wrapped his arms around her waist. Since he fell in love with Ruoyun, who lacked enough sense of security because of worry, he should pamper her well, let her get used to all his love, let her She understands that enjoying her own love is the most normal thing in the world, so she won't worry about gains and losses like this.Yin Han pursed his lips, the time is still very long, she and her still have a lifetime.

The phone on the table vibrated for the third time. She looked at the same number and was silent for a long time. Finally, she sighed softly and swiped the answer button.

"...Is it Ji Mo?" Sister Zhang's voice was a little fuzzy, and the exhaustion still came into her ears through the microphone.

Knowing that the person on the other end of the phone must be rubbing his forehead habitually at this moment, Ji Mo's eyes flashed, "Well, I am."

Sister Zhang seemed to be in a daze, and she could hear her breathing quickened suddenly, "I'm Zhang Yi, if it's convenient, can I have a talk with you?"

Unconsciously pinching the phone, she touched her face, "Okay, I'll send you the address." Finally, even she found out, she hung up the phone, looking at the string of unfamiliar numbers on the screen , as expected, the number at the end is still those two numbers, which are her lucky numbers. I remembered that I laughed at her in the practice room six years ago. It seems that after so many years, she still has not given up this habit.

Ji Mo lowered his head, silently saved the number into contacts, swipe the screen with his finger, then paused abruptly to look at the name on the screen, "Spaghetti of a Girl's Heart", she smiled, and gently put this I have saved the phone number for six years and deleted it. I am really a fool. As a manager, she must have changed the phone number. It is ridiculous that I promised to forget everything, but I still left a phone number for her on the phone. In a small corner, she was stunned, and she had accidentally discovered that in her heart, even if it was resentment, she still couldn't bear to forget her.

"Knock, knock." As she expected, there was a knock on the door soon, Ji Mo opened the door coldly, and what suddenly appeared in front of her was a cup of tribute tea. She tilted her head slightly, and saw The only one was the familiar face that showed a bit of nervousness.

"Although I don't know if your taste has changed, but this was your favorite drink before." Sister Zhang licked her dry lips, "So... at least you won't hate it now, right?"

Ji Mo evoked a clear smile, straight to the point like this, she really came to Xingshi to ask the crime, "It seems that you are sure who I am?"

Sister Zhang looked at the girl's eyes, eyes full of indifference and alienation, which were far different from the always smiling eyes in her memory, she sighed softly, yes, her name now is Ji Mo Yes, the well-known Ji Da writer. "Aren't you going to invite me in? At least it's an old friend." Sister Zhang showed a friendly smile.

Ji Mo turned sideways and let the woman in. There was a strong smell of perfume. Sure enough, this girl who didn't even wear skin care products before was now a professional beauty who had experienced many battles. "Is this your room alone?" Sister Zhang looked at the spacious living room, half-drawn curtains and dark-colored furniture. Even in the daytime, the room was still a little dark.

"I thought…"

Six years ago, the girl with the ponytail had bright eyes, and she drew an ideal house for herself, with huge floor-to-ceiling windows, hand-painted white walls and white marble floors. No matter what kind of furniture it is, it must be light-colored. "This is the house a girl should live in." The memory was a little fuzzy, and the only thing left in her mind was the girl's face in the sun smiling wantonly.

"I live with my friends," Ji Mo didn't care about Sister Zhang's scrutiny, and walked quickly to the bar, "What would you like to drink? Coffee?"

"Plain water is fine." Sister Zhang smiled, noticing the cold tone of the owner of the house, pursed her lips, and carefully sat on the sofa. Yin Han stopped cleaning the coffee pot, and was slightly startled. "Boiled water?" "Well, old women shouldn't drink coffee anymore." Sister Zhang laughed at herself.

Ji Mo gently put the water glass on the coffee table, "That's your guitar." Sister Zhang broke the silence first, "Yeah." Sure enough, he is a well-known manager in the industry, and he learned about the accident on the set so quickly , came here after questioning, "I am left-handed, I like to press my hand when sitting, and I like to purse my mouth when observing people."

Sister Zhang looked at the eyes of the girl opposite, who seemed to be smiling but not smiling, "Is that you, Mo Li?"

"Brother Zhang is really observant." Ji Mo pulled out his hand under his leg, "But, aren't there many people like this in the world? As for the guitar, maybe I took it from an old friend? "She suppressed the smile at the corner of her mouth, looked at Zhang Yi coldly, and squeezed out each word from her throat, "Why do you say that I am Mo Li?"

"Writer Ji, who has always been indifferent, has never been so aggressive." Sister Zhang sighed, "In fact, if you are willing to sit here with me, you have already admitted that you are Mo Li himself. If you deliberately conceal it, this The guitar will definitely not appear in front of us, since it is done, isn't it sending us the message that you are back?"

"From the moment I lost consciousness, I was no longer Mo Li." Ji Mo looked at the woman across from him, and quietly said a word. "Since you gave up on me at that time, why are you still here now? Don't worry, Ruoyun, I won't touch her again." That girl has carried the shackles for so long, enough is enough.

"...Six years ago, I was the one who was sorry for you," Sister Zhang's eyes dimmed, "but Ruoyun doesn't know anything, if you want to vent, just do it to me and don't bother her anymore." She has concealed this matter from Ruoyun for six years, and will do her best to make it disappear in the dust forever.

"Do you know? From that moment on, I felt dirty," Ji Mo pointed at his face, "Did you see it? What a perfect plastic surgery technique, but inside, it's still the **** body," she looked at Sister Zhang looked guilty, "It's not your fault, it's me who became a self-righteous victim." At that time, she and she were both dolls that could be easily played with.

"It's because I was too timid. I clearly said that I wanted to be your best agent, but in the end I still lost you." Sister Zhang paused, "I also knew about that transaction, but after all, it was just a person with no rights. Powerless little economic man, I always thought that you would tell Ruoyun."

"It doesn't matter, if you want to make a debut, you always have to sacrifice someone, right? What's more, there is still so much money, even if the dead can't use it anymore."

"I really didn't know that this matter would have such a big consequence," Sister Zhang bit her lips tightly, "I swear after you die, at least the artists in my hands, I will definitely protect their innocence."

Ji Mo closed her eyes tightly, the nightmarish night six years ago was deeply imprinted in her bone marrow, the disgusting obese body lying on her body, she looked at the ceiling blankly, the only thing she could think of was the cherry blossom tree under the girl.

When the man finally panted and turned over to lie on the other side, the door was pushed open, and what she saw was her mother who was extremely thin due to illness. She struggled to put on her clothes, wanting to Pull her to explain.However, the woman with a pale face and eyes mixed with surprise, disappointment and disgust turned around to avoid her touch, and ran out staggeringly. She chased hard, but her weak legs She could hardly support her body.Then, there was a shrill brake sound, and the last thing she saw was that figure flying in the air like a kite, it was her, her last relative.