The Romantic CEO

At this moment, tears suddenly fell out, the cool autumn night wind blowing her long black hair, covering her face, can not see her expression, perhaps she had no expression, although tears, but not half sad.

Jiang Yichen's voice was hoarse: "thinking about..."

His heart suddenly empty, blowing a cold wind, hands into a fist and loose, looking at the woman in front of him, clearly so close, but feel as if to lose her.

"Jiang Yichen, I beg you." "Don't play with my feelings any more. You think you love me very much. It's just that you regard yourself as a saint of love. It seems that you can make up for not letting yourself feel so guilty. Don't deceive yourself. You are not suitable to be a saint of love. You are only suitable for being aloof and indifferent."

From the beginning to the present, he has stabbed so many knives into his heart, sharp, sharp, or gentle and dull, but each knife is painful enough.

But until now, he didn't seem to realize how much he had done.

Jiang Yichen's eyes flashed through the panic visible to the naked eye, and his expression was also a little helpless. He suddenly put out his hand and put his thoughts in his arms and said, "what do I do, eh?"

"You don't have to do anything, who you eat with and who you want to hold up is your freedom. I don't have the right to control you, but don't come and say those words to me, I will believe it."

Her eyes were all mist, and she couldn't see clearly in front of her, but she still held on and didn't let herself choke out.

She really hates it.

Hate this man's high intelligence quotient, high emotional intelligence, control all people in their own hands. But I still look innocent.

Jiang Yichen finally let her go.

He took out his mobile phone from his hand and turned to walk upstairs.

Every step, I feel heartache.

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The next day, she bought herself a ticket for Hayao Miyazaki's animation concert. At 7:30, she went to the theatre on time and listened to the whole concert on time. She was a senior Miyazaki Anime fan. She had seen all the cartoons and liked "thousand and one thousand" best.

When she was a child, she also wanted to be a cartoonist, so she tried to learn painting at that time. If she continued to go down this road, she might become a young cartoonist.

Sitting next to her was a young looking boy with a black mask. She had been wearing the mask since she came in. She didn't take it off. Her eyebrows and eyes were very beautiful, and there was a sense of familiarity.

Care to stare at him a few eyes, was found, the other side turned to her gentle smile, smile, his eyes have lying silkworm, let Miss heart beat faster, quickly turned his face.

At half past nine, the concert was over.

When leaving, the boy around him waited until all the people were gone, then he got up and left. When he arrived at the door, he suddenly took off his mask and looked at a side face. For a moment, his brain was blank and his eyes were straight.

Lu Zhan?

Lu Zhan?

Is that him?

After staying in place for a few seconds, he caught up without thinking about it.

"Lu Zhan?" She exclaimed excitedly, completely ignoring the eyes around her, but ran towards the figure in front of her.

In the square in front of the theater, the figure finally stopped and turned to look at it.

He took off his mask.

Thinking of the original excited mood, like a basin of cold water, disappeared in an instant.

Not Lu Zhan.

But

She had seen the face and was familiar with it.

"Shall I sign your name?"

When the voice rang, I remembered that this was Yan feize, who was popular before. He was a bit similar to Lu Zhan. However, there was a lot of silence in this period of time. I heard that he was making a film behind closed doors.

She was very embarrassed by her mistake. Bowing and apologizing, I said I was sorry and I wanted to go back.

Yan feize lip Cape hook up smile: "you so desperately chase me, I thought you recognized me, want to look for me to sign, isn't it?"

Thinking about the side of the face, Leng for a moment said: "I recognize the wrong person, you as my friend."

Yan feize smiles and looks at the cafe on the other side of the square and says, "I'll treat you to a drink."

Can be invited to drink drinks with popular idols, put on ordinary people that is not to seek luck, thinking about not chasing stars, she was stunned, said: "can you?"

"Of course."

A long time ago, I thought that Yan feize and Lu Zhan were very similar in some aspects. They were young people with clean temperament. Yan feize was once an idol traffic star, and his reputation was not very good. Now he is ready to transform to be an actor. He has not tweeted for a long time, and has not been searched very much.

The location of the theater is more partial, and there is no one at this point. Yan feize orders two cups of hot cocoa with a mask and hands it to the front of his mind."Well, have you ever taken pictures with me before?" she said

"When?"

"This time last year, the famous director" journey "killing dinner."

Yan feize doesn't remember very much. He didn't have a big impression about what happened a year ago.

Miss to touch out the mobile phone, although she changed the phone several times, but the important photos are still saved, she turned to the photos of that day and handed them to Yan feize.

"In this case, we are really predestined." He is a good idol. He is a good idol. He is good at singing, playing piano and painting. I am also a teenager. I am not so smart as my acting. After the "journey" was released, it was long time for the Internet to be violently. At that time, all the marketing numbers make complaints about the movie. Microblog comments, after that, closed.

"Do you like Hayao Miyazaki, too?"

"Well, I've seen all his works."

"That's good. Me too. I like it very much." He laughs lonely, this year he is only 26 years old, his face looks like a teenager, but his eyes are full of the vicissitudes of the world.

"You say I'm like your friend?" If you are caught off guard, you can't make a change.

He looked gloomy.

The atmosphere suddenly became quiet and stiff.

Yan feize took a sip of hot cocoa and murmured sorry.

When she raised her head to look at him again, the dim and not bright light cast on his face. At such an angle, that silhouette shadow, it was very similar. Her eyes were slightly damp and hot, but she was forced to hold back.

"Thank you, big star. You are really a very good person. I believe you will get better and better in the future."

Words are not words, smile is not words.

His life has experienced more than a year of low period, but he has seen through a lot of things, for the words of care is only as polite words, and not too much to the heart.

Star idols are also human beings, and they will suffer from confusion, depression and even despair.

This cold autumn night, the warm coffee shop inside, braving the hot cocoa, but let Yan feize have a burst of desire to talk.

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