Nouveau riche vs real rich

That day was the worst and saddest day in Shangguan Shuishui's life. He had never felt that time passed so slowly. Every minute seemed to be carefully walking around an artery. When the photographer brother was about to roar, Shangguan Shuishui came out from behind the 1m photographer. When he came out, he looked calm, pinched the palm of the other with one hand, and forced a smile with all his strength. This time it was Lan Jingchen's turn to be petrified. Yan Shiming seemed to be in a good mood. After saying hello, Lan Jingchen had recovered. The questioning woman's face only lasted for a minute before returning to her mature and elegant appearance. Shangguan Shuishui was still a few steps behind her. Because I need to take some photos, the make-up artist has to do makeup for Yan Shiming. There is no special dressing room, so the make-up artist can only lead Yan Shiming to a place three meters away. It is a temporary dressing table made of a desk Yan Shiming smiled gently at his fiancée behind him from the mirror. Lan Jingchen and Shangguan Shuishui's every move was reflected in Yan Shiming's sight through the glass mirror. There are two sofas, one for single and one for two, the positions are obvious, but Shangguan Shuishui sits on one side of the sofa for two people, and Lan Jingchen is also sitting on the other side of the sofa. A distance away, Lan Jingchen crossed Erlang's legs, bent slightly, and said in a low voice, "What are you doing? What are you doing here?"

Shangguan Shuishui took off his jacket to cover his legs that were about to shake into sieves, holding a pen and paper in his hand, but he didn't dare to get too close to Lan Jingchen, but wanted to get close to her. Suffocating, not knowing who can save him, this is completely self-defeating, saying that he is not a masochist, and even himself is about to believe it.She didn't even dare to look at Lan Jingchen, she just said to the air, "Interview, I'll give you an exclusive interview."

Lan Jingchen stared at the man not far away, but the tip of his eyes was looking at Shangguan Shuishui, propped one hand on the edge of the sofa, and touched his own lips with the other, pushing his upper lip inward, blowing upward with his lower lip, retracting his jaw and sinking. He asked in a low voice, "You didn't do it on purpose to see me, did you?"

Ha~ This woman is really narcissistic. Shangguan Shuishui looked at her a little annoyed. She knew there was an interview today, so she came here with a nice makeup, right?She looked radiant. After taking off her coat, she was only wearing a royal blue shirt. Fortunately, she made facilities in the shed and it was not too cold, but it was still December outside. Shangguan Shuishui couldn't help worrying that she would catch the cold , Didn't you have a cold and a hoarse voice before?

"Take off your coat when you take pictures later, isn't it cold if you only wear so little?" Shangguan Shuishui tightly held the pen in his hand, and really didn't know why he was sitting here.

"Then you put it on for me." Lan Jingchen raised her eyebrows, and her body had already leaned towards her.

Shangguan Shuishui stood up in fright, at a loss, Yan Shiming had already been cleaned up by the make-up artist, and it was time for Lan Jingchen, the make-up artist had to do some repairs in some places, Yan Shiming sat After coming over, Shangguan Shuishui had to socialize again, "It's really cold today." She said something inexplicable, Yan Shiming took off his coat, put on a dark blue suit, unbuttoned his cuffs, and said modestly, "Yes Ah, it must be hard for you to work like this." There is a demeanor of a humble gentleman.

"Oh, it's not easy to make a living." Shangguan Shuishui chatted with Yan Shiming absent-mindedly. Yan Shiming was very polite, but occasionally he looked at Lan Jingchen with doting eyes, a strong love in his eyes. Those eyes couldn't melt, Shangguan Shuishui looked sad, she took a pen to draw something on the paper, she only understands the interview outline now, but her mind is blank, the messy things drawn by the pen are Lan Jingchen In a panic, she raised her head to look at Yan Shiming, but luckily the man didn't have the heart to look at her, so she hurriedly erased that name, really, she was going crazy.

Lan Jingchen was on the side to touch up her makeup, and only Shangguan Shuishui and Yan Shiming were left here. Shangguan Shuishui's heart sank, and she didn't know how to continue this interview. How could she not refuse Z when her heart softened?She shouldn't care about Z's life and death at all, and now she won't be reduced to such a situation where life and death are worse than life.

The interview over there was terrible. Even Yan Shiming could tell that she was not prepared. She asked some irrelevant questions, which were very boring and boring. I couldn't go on in the middle of the interview. She apologized Said to rest for a while, got up and went to the bathroom, she just wanted to come in and hide for a while, looking at herself in the mirror, she just felt that she was really stupid, wasn't it just an interview?Just pretend that you don't know them, why is it so difficult?How can it be so difficult?She held the water from the tap and poured it on her face, bitingly cold, with misty eyes, and the woman who came up to her with high heels behind her, she was so condescending, looking down on everything, before Shangguan Shuishui said anything, She pulled her into the compartment and quickly locked the door. Shangguan Shui Shui's face was still wet, and a few strands of hair on his forehead were also wet.

"If you can't do it, then don't do it, you go." Lan Jingchen said angrily with one hand on his hip.

"I don't want to either, I just promised my friend." Shangguan Shuishui took two steps back, only looking down at his shoes.

Lan Jingchen focused on her, pulled her over, hugged her head, and murmured, "Don't do this, don't wrong yourself like this, it shouldn't be like this."

Shangguan Shuishui's heart groaned, a poisonous scorpion crawled from his heart to his fingertips with soreness, and let her hold him limply like that, she knew it, she said with difficulty, "Then what's going on now? "

Lan Jingchen just shook his head, his eyes were wet and his expression was blurred.

Shangguan Shuishui broke free from her embrace, and just nodded, yes, it really shouldn't be like this anymore, everything before this was just a dream of self-revelry, it was me, who never wanted to wake up, Her eyes were red, with tears in her eyes, and her voice was like mosquitoes and ants, more like she was talking to herself, "It shouldn't be like this. From now on, we are just passers-by, and we will never know each other..."

Before she finished speaking, the man held her face emotionally, and just kissed it like that, the lips were salty, and it was hard to tell whose tears it was, until today, no one knows where it will be today This way, she thought she was just the only one of her countless pleasures, and she never thought that this woman would draw such a strong stroke in her life, it was about to end, she never thought To start anything, just those endless thoughts and unrealistic desires, you have to give up.

Shangguan Shuishui pressed against Lan Jingchen's forehead, sobbing silently, she couldn't breathe, opened her mouth wide, her face was contorted due to convulsions, her eyebrows and eyes were painfully conjoined, she finally pushed her away and opened the gap He opened the door of the room, lowered his head, and left the studio without saying hello to anyone. There are some things that can't be done.

That interview was completely messed up by myself. Fortunately, the photographer did a good job in the photo part, but the text part was unbearable. The whole issue of the magazine was waiting for her feature to be released, but how could she write it?When I opened the document, it was blank, and the title said Langcai was beautiful. I typed and deleted, deleted, and typed again. Z was almost insane on the other side of the computer. She finally couldn't take it anymore, and called Z, crying for no reason. Then, Z also cried, because she was under too much pressure from work. That night, Z came to her room, and she had pre-planned 8000 words for her topic. When she saw the blank document, she was almost desperate. The recording was innocuous. After drinking a glass of white wine, I started to organize the recording. She couldn’t leave the factory at [-] o’clock in the morning. She will wait for her death to apologize tomorrow. In the end, it was Xiao Z who edited the manuscript in person. She saw Shangguan Shuishui’s expression No, nothing was said.

After that, Shangguan Shuishui shut herself up, turned off her mobile phone and didn’t charge it, thinking that no one would come to her for trouble, Ye Chen couldn’t find herself and knew to come back here, she began to create new stories day and night , don’t watch TV or surf the Internet, eat when hungry, sleep when sleepy, the creation speed is quite fast, I don’t even know the time, when she cares about the date, the time has slipped to January, I don't know how many people talked about the high-profile engagement wedding. She avoided, avoiding all the news that could get in touch with that woman. Jing Chen only said a few words, and was afraid of any information from her, but there was none.There was nothing about Lan Jingchen. She let out a long sigh of relief. She couldn't say whether it was a sigh of relief or a sense of loss. Just like that, she made herself into a steel and concrete warrior. Tossing and turning, everything will pass, those times that can't come back, those people who have loved deeply, will eventually become layers of haze in the time tunnel, thinking that they don't care, but they go deep into the bone marrow.

From then on, Xiao Lang became a passer-by. The roads she walked together, the restaurants she passed by, the bars she stayed at, everything in this city and Lan Jingchen's stay, were tightly bound around her head like a curse, and she weaved in front of the computer every day. In other people's stories, you can't see her in those stories, let alone Lan Jingchen. She heals herself bit by bit, looking forward to the day when she doesn't care, the clouds are calm, until a few days later In the middle of the night, she received a crying call from Ye Chen. She wrapped herself up, took care of Ye Chen, and comforted Yan Ailin, as if she had nothing to do, only those poured city walls ushered in the charming Lan Jingchen, and the cold wind only blew Lifting her skirt, Shangguan Shuishui's meticulously built city wall collapsed piece by piece.