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Luo Minglang and I have known each other since we were young, and we have known each other for the eighth year.

Because we met too early, even though we have been together for so many years, we are still stunned; we have survived the "seven-year itch", but finally have differences-it should be said that such differences have always existed, but I I thought it was not important and would not affect my relationship with Luo Minglang.Now it seems that I was really naive.

But I don't want to give up.I love him and I've compromised a lot for him, and this one will probably be no exception.My bottom line is always vulnerable in front of Luo Minglang.

Since I don't want to break up, this is just an ordinary quarrel. If there is one person who must bow his head first, it is me.I believe that Luo Minglang is just over-emotional after being drunk for a while today. I will have a proper talk with him when he calms down.

So I stood up and chased it out. The apartment was very quiet in the middle of the night, only the sound of my hurried footsteps echoed clearly in my ears.

When I ran downstairs to the apartment, I found that I was not too late, Luo Minglang didn't go far at all, he was waiting for me downstairs.

There was no one around, the street lamps gave off a dim and ambiguous warm light, Luo Minglang looked at me with red eyes, and the shadow cast by his tall figure fell right beside my feet.

We were silent for a while, and finally he said slowly: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that about you."

I took the initiative to go forward and hug him: "I shouldn't have said that..."

When I was about to continue talking, I suddenly heard the sound of the shutter being pressed. The sound was very small, but I was very sensitive to it. In the silent night, such a sound was also very harsh.

Obviously, Luo Minglang also noticed that there was a paparazzi hiding in the dark who was secretly taking pictures——Luo Minglang's address was very secret, unexpectedly it was exposed, and he was with me.

I held my breath, and was about to let Luo Minglang pretend to say goodbye to me as just friends, and then leave by myself, but Luo Minglang accurately found the paparazzi reporter hiding behind the flower bed one step ahead of me.

The paparazzi looked like a young man in his twenties, dressed in black, with a black hat and mask, almost blending into the night. Seeing Luo Minglang walking straight towards him, he got up and ran.

Luo Minglang chased after him with a dark face. He was the main striker of the high school football team. How could the thin paparazzi who carried a cannon outrun him?I watched the paparazzi being pulled by the camera strap directly by Luo Minglang, and he wanted to take the camera back, but Luo Minglang didn't give him a chance at all, he pulled out the memory card and broke it, and smashed it on the ground.

I secretly thought it was bad, if this was revealed, Luo Minglang would definitely be hacked to pieces, so he hurried to catch up and stop him: "Minglang, don't be impulsive!"

But I was still one step too late. Luo Minglang had learned kickboxing in the gym when he was in college, and he knocked the opponent to the ground with one punch—this is all right, drunk in the middle of the night, smashing the camera and beating the reporter, I almost lost sight of it.

"What kind of grudge do you have against me? I've put up with you for a long time!" Luo Minglang's voice was full of anger that could no longer be suppressed. I grabbed his hand that was about to beat me again, hugged his waist To the apartment building.We can't attract the security guards. If the incident tonight is exposed, Luo Minglang's painstaking efforts may encounter a major setback.

"I beg you, little ancestor, you go back first, can I solve this problem? The hangover medicine is on the second shelf of the bedside table." I whispered in his ear, "Don't worry, I won't expose our relationship."

After venting his anger, Luo Minglang finally became sober, his slightly heavy breathing gradually calmed down, he was silent for two seconds, followed my words and walked back.

I turned around to look at the unlucky guy who was beaten. He seemed to have twisted his foot, and his hat and mask were pulled off.

"Sorry, Luo Minglang, he drank two more glasses at the finale banquet today, and acted a little impulsively. I apologize to you on his behalf! I'm sorry!" I quickened my pace to catch up with this limping young man, and took out my wallet for a long time. A small stack of pink banknotes, I slipped the money to him: "You leave me a card number, and I will call you for compensation for camera damage and mental damage."

He was stopped by me, his dark eyes glanced at me strangely, I saw his face clearly, delicate and thin, there was a fresh bruise at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were black and blue caused by years of exhaustion.

I took his arm and continued to pretend to be very official and said to him: "But it's not right for you to interfere with other people's normal life like this. You have to have a bottom line as a reporter, and you can't consume the privacy of celebrities to satisfy the public's desire for voyeurism— —What happened today, we act as if it never happened.”

In the end, he ignored me, took a little effort to break away from my hand, and continued walking stubbornly and silently, his injured leg affected his movements.No money and no card number, are you planning to break the news?

"Can you still go like this? I'll call you a car... Hey!" I tried to sing a red face, and forced myself to go up to support him again, and quickly called a car on the taxi app to go to the nearest emergency room.

He resisted at first, but in the end I sent him to the hospital.Along the way, I apologized to him, excused Luo Minglang, and advised him not to do such immoral things that poach people's privacy, but he didn't speak, he was dull, like a little mute.

Probably moved by my persistence and concern, after receiving the medicine in the emergency department, this young man finally choked out two words: "I'm sorry."

"I won't say anything about today."

He still limped off with his broken DSLR camera hanging on, without asking for my money.

I looked at his back and sighed helplessly.

Unable to go back to Luo Minglang's place, I took a taxi and found a random hotel for the night. The next day, I received a call from Sang Lin.

Sang Lin apologized to me on the other end of the phone: "I'm sorry, Xiao Qiao, there was an accident, and I can't use you anymore. But in fact, your acting skills are very good, and I can recommend another crew for you. I have a friend in Filming a modern fashion drama, his phone number is..."

"It's okay, Director Sang, it's just an audition, and those who are capable will go." I pretended to be generous, "Think about me more when there are plays in the future, thank you."

Sang Lin repeatedly agreed, and then hung up the phone.

After a few days, I have been paying attention to the gossip news about Luo Minglang, especially his hackers and fans, but I really didn't find anything leaked about that night.

I finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Afterwards, Luo Minglang also formally apologized to me again, and promised that he would not tie up with Zheng Xinran for hype after the show ended. I made a concession. During the filming and promotion period, I can do whatever hype and business he and Zheng Xinran do. Turn a blind eye.