Pick the flower of this high mountain [Entertainment Circle]

From the beginning, Mo Cheng planned to just stay at home for two days as usual, anyway, he could bear it.It's just that he didn't know where Mu Lingqin got the news that he had returned from City H. In the afternoon, Mu Lingqin called to ask him for something.Mo Cheng thought it was a trivial matter, so he readily agreed.

After four o'clock, Mu Lingqin came to pick up Mo Cheng at home.After getting into the car, Mo Cheng asked, "What are you going to do?"

Mu Lingqin started the car and said, "Go back to the house."

"What did you say!" Mo Cheng raised his voice unconsciously, "I said what are you taking me back for?"

Mu Lingqin raised his eyebrows and repeated with a smile, "Go back to the house."

"Ling Qin, don't ask me and my aunt to break up the fight again." Mo Cheng said with a bitter face.Mo Cheng still remembered the previous fights between Father Mu and Mu Lingqin, and the situation was not without chaos. In the end, it was Mu's mother and him who separated the father and son.

Mu Lingqin said: "You will fight when you are not here. My parents like you very much. They don't look at the monk's face to see the Buddha's face. Only when you go can I have a good meal."

Mo Cheng didn't speak anymore, he looked out of the window, instead of thinking about how not to go, he should first think about how to deal with Mu's father and Mu Lingqin.

When they arrived at the main house, as soon as they entered the house, the servant came forward to prepare shoes for the two of them. Before the two of them changed their shoes, Mother Mu walked out excitedly. She must have known that Mo Cheng would come, so When he saw someone, he was so enthusiastic that he immediately excluded Mu Lingqin.

This feeling was even worse after waiting at the dinner table, as if Mo Cheng was Mu Mu's real son, and Mu Mu kept asking Mo Cheng about various things.

Seeing the atmosphere getting better, Mu Lingqin interjected, "Mom, why didn't you ask me?"

Before Mu's mother could speak, Mu's father snorted coldly, "You change your liking for men first."

Mu Lingqin's eyes were dim, and his aura was no weaker than Mu's father, "What's wrong with liking men?"

Father Mu put the bowl on the table, and taught him a lesson: "You are the only one who likes men. Do you think anyone in Mocheng is like you?"

Mo Cheng had a headache, and it came again.

The next second, Mu Lingqin smiled. He picked up a piece of beef and put it in his mouth, then put down the bowl as well. He glanced at Mo Cheng and said, "How do you know that Ah Cheng doesn't like men?"

"What are you talking about!" Mu Muxiu frowned slightly, and shouted sharply, "Do you think everyone is as worrying as you are? You can forget about it yourself, and you still want to spoil others!"

At the end of the meal, they broke up unhappy again. Facts have proved that Mu Lingqin brought Mo Cheng was an extremely correct thing, otherwise it would not have just broken up unhappy.

The two were speechless all the way, Mu Lingqin sent Mo Cheng downstairs and planned to leave, Mo Cheng called to stop Mu Lingqin, and said helplessly, "Would you like to come to my house for a while?"

Mu Lingqin rubbed the center of his brows, instead of going to the bar, he would rather have a heart-to-heart chat with his friends, and he said, "Sure, do you have any wine?"

Mo Cheng said, "Not many."

"You can do it." Mu Lingqin shrugged.

The two entered the room one after the other, walked to the living room, and when Mo Cheng was going to get some wine, Mu Lingqin said no more, and said, "Make me a cup of coffee."

Mo Cheng nodded, then changed his route and went to the kitchen. The coffee powder was ground by him before, so he brewed the coffee in a short while.Two cups of coffee, one placed in front of Mu Lingqin and the other in front of himself.

Neither of them spoke at first, Mo Cheng was not impatient, he was willing to wait, but after waiting for a long time, Mu Lingqin said in a hoarse voice, "Ah Cheng, do you mind if I smoke a cigarette?"

Mu Lingqin's current appearance is really depressing, Mo Cheng replied: "Smoking."

Mu Ling lit a cigarette and took two deep puffs. He closed his eyes and lay on his back on the sofa, "Ah Cheng, do you think it's wrong to like men?"

"That's right." Mo Cheng replied, everyone has the right to like someone, it's just the same gender, so what's wrong?

Mu Lingqin smiled wryly and said, "I also think it's true."

He paused, and then said: "Ah Cheng, sometimes I envy you, you are so unrestrained and at ease."

Envy him?This seems to be the funniest joke Mo Cheng has ever heard. He would rather not have such freedom. Mu Lingqin's so-called freedom is only the freedom that does not disobey her mother. It seems to be comfortable.How many shackles there are and who can know?

"Ling Qin," Mo Cheng smiled, "You don't want my freedom."

Mu Lingqin raised his eyes and looked at Mo Cheng, his lips moved but hesitated to speak, a person with a bright and beautiful appearance had many hidden things in his heart, he was, and so was Mo Cheng.

"Come on," Mu Lingqin changed the subject, "Mo Cheng, to be honest, is your sexual preference male or female?"

He and Mo Cheng grew up together since they were young, and he had never seen Mo Cheng showing an unusual interest in the opposite sex. Today, under Mu's father's reminder, he remembered the most important thing——Mo Cheng should It can't be that he likes men.

When this question was mentioned, Mo Cheng's face became colder than ever before, and his eyes were also covered with ice. He said as a matter of course: "I don't like others, and I don't need love."

He doesn't need such a false thing like love.

"Why do you think so?" Mu Lingqin straightened up and asked in surprise.

Mo Cheng seemed unable to understand Mu Lingqin's words, he smiled, "I just think so."

His smile never reached his eyes, Mu Lingqin knew he was lying, but when he touched Mo Cheng's cold eyes, he seemed to understand why he thought so for a moment.

After ten o'clock, Mu Lingqin went home, and when he left, his complexion improved a lot, probably because he had encountered such terrible things so many times that he adjusted so quickly.

Mu Lingqin had already left, Mo Cheng washed the coffee cup on the table and put it away, then he sat on the sofa and stared at the position Mu Lingqin was sitting in a daze.

Why wouldn't it be necessary?

Mo Cheng lowered his eyes and stared at his hands.

It's not that he doesn't need it, but that he doesn't believe it. With a living example in front of his eyes, how can he believe it?

After taking a bath, Mo Cheng drank a glass of milk before going to bed, but the quality of sleep was not satisfactory. He had a dream, and in the dream he returned to the year when he was seven years old. age.

"Chengcheng, you can eat a small biscuit after practicing this piece of music." The woman's voice had a hint of Wu Nong's soft words, and it was very gentle and pleasant to hear.

"Chengcheng, Dad will come back today, you have to behave well." The female voice was still gentle, but there was a hint of hatred in her eyes at some point.

"Mo Cheng, why don't you die! Will your father feel sorry for you when you die?" There is no tenderness, only bone-piercing hatred and reckless anger.

"Being an actor? Mo Cheng, you don't want a family property as big as the Mo family, but you actually want to become an actor. Are you crazy?" It's cold to the bone, it's true that there is no love.

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When he returned to the film crew, Mo Cheng's mental state was not very good, and Wang Jingyun couldn't help nagging: "You said, why are you not as good as when you didn't rest after two days of rest?"

Mo Cheng didn't answer, and let Wang Jingyun babble in his ear, dreaming a lot, always waking up with startled start, and after waking up, he couldn't fall asleep again, how could he be in a good state?

After arriving in City H, Mo Cheng stepped into the hotel, and Qi Ran jumped out from nowhere, he hugged Mo Cheng's shoulders, blinked and said, "Brother Mo, I have something to ask about the script, Is it done?"

"Okay, when?" Mo Cheng answered in one gulp.

Qi Ran quickly replied: "Right now, will it work? This scene will be filmed tonight, and I'm afraid of being scolded by Director Niu."

After saying that, the expression on Qi Ran's face changed, almost saying - please.

Mo Cheng handed over the luggage in his hand to Wen Yu, and said to Wang Jingyun, "Sister Yun, I'll go back later."

After all, Mo Cheng followed Qi Ran and left. After walking a certain distance, Mo Cheng felt that Qi Ran's expression seemed a little strange, and the smile on his face was abnormal no matter what.

"Brother Mo!" Qi Ran exclaimed suddenly, he patted his head and said angrily, "Just now my manager came to me and said he wanted to give me something."

Then Qi Ran opened the door and said apologetically, "Brother Mo, I'm sorry, please sit inside and wait for me for 10 minutes!"

"It's okay, you can go, don't worry." Mo Cheng smiled.

Probably because he was really anxious, Qi Ran disappeared without a trace.Mo Cheng walked in alone, then sat down on the sofa, he glanced at the room casually, Qi Ran's room as an important supporting role is naturally not bad, it can be considered a small suite if rounded.

At this moment, a voice mixed with the sound of water came from the bedroom, "Qi Ran, bring me a bath towel and come in."

There are other people in the room?Mo Cheng was startled by the man's unexpected sound, he stood up abruptly, and then cast his gaze in the direction of the bedroom.

Although it was mixed with the sound of water, it could still be heard that it was a man's voice. The man's voice was very nice, deep and magnetic, inexplicably... felt familiar.

who is it?

The author has something to say: Chi Yu: My daughter-in-law said that she doesn't like others and doesn't need love, so sad =_=