That night, Liang Jiajing went to see Xia Bei, her "fiancé". Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Because he made a phone call, she had to leave everything at hand and hurried over from afar.

It's like a dog that comes and goes when it's called.

"As long as we both get married, you're going to be famous, isn't that a good deal?"

In order to let Liang Jiajing get engaged to him, Xia Bei said so.

Liang Jiajing knew that he was telling the truth, at least, for Xia Bei, getting engaged to Liang Jiajing was indeed just a relationship of taking advantage of each other, because from his eyes, Liang Jiajing couldn't see any other feelings except greed.

It's really strange that this person would go out of the same house as that upright and straightforward Cheng Shushi.

"What do you think?"

A fierce whip slapped Liang Jiajing's exposed shoulder, and the hot pain suddenly hit, and her shoulder immediately became numb, but Liang Jiajing still smiled gently, as if she didn't feel the pain at all.

- If he hadn't been concerned that parts like her arms and face would be easily visible to the outside world, he wouldn't have hit her on the shoulder.

Gently tapping the palm of his other hand with the thin whip in his hand, Xia Bei squinted his eyes and looked at Liang Jiajing who was kneeling in front of him, looking at the red marks on his snow-white skin, he hooked the corners of his lips with satisfaction, as if admiring his masterpiece.

For Xia Bei, Liang Jiajing is not even a "person", she is just a "tool" used to vent all the negative emotions in his heart when the grumpy Xia Bei is about to reach the limit, so that he can always maintain the image of a "respected famous director".

That person wouldn't do that.

In order to escape the sharp pain of the burning of the cigarette butt pressed on the whip marks, Liang Jiajing's thoughts couldn't help but drift into the distance.

If it were that person, she would definitely not keep pleasing others like she is now, but rely on her own persistence to come up step by step. That's why he thinks that everyone is like him, as long as they persevere, they can always achieve their dreams.

However, Cheng Shu probably didn't know that not everyone could be like him.

Liang Jiajing's gaze was a little wandering.

But it doesn't matter, although I can't be the same as Cheng Shu, but my heart is the same to realize my dreams, just like the saying goes, "all roads lead to Rome", although the process is full of thorns, although the road is deviated, but in the end you will be able to return to the road you should embark on and reach the end you want.

It must be fine.

"Whew-"

The sound of the hot cigarette butt in contact with the skin flowed into Liang Jiajing's ears, but she turned a deaf ear, until Xia Bei, who saw that she was distracted, turned the cigarette butt around her waist a few times, and she frowned slightly, and lowered her eyes trembling slightly.

Xia Bei squinted his eyes and leaned his face closer: "What, are you still thinking about how to become a singer?" ”

Liang Jiajing didn't speak, Xia Bei smiled lightly, he threw away the cigarette butt and lit a cigarette for himself, took a puff before looking down at Liang Jiajing in the smoke, and slowly spoke.

"Shut it down, wouldn't it be nice to be a submissive artist? No matter what your acting skills are, as long as you have a famous director like me, and there are so many guys who have tasted the sweetness from you to assist, you can easily push you to the position of 'popular artist', and even if you don't even act in the future, you can still live a very nourishing life, isn't it good? What else do you want to sing? ”

Liang Jiajing was still silent, Xia Bei sneered, and her voice sank.

"Let me tell you the truth, your agency was not ready to make you a singer from the beginning, how much can they earn in a single way? They sign you just like most people who buy you, they just take a fancy to you, let you do the trade yourself, make you popular, and spread all the paths you can take, so that they can make money. Seeing his thin body tremble slightly, he laughed sarcastically, "You don't really think that they do this just to let you release a few albums, do you?" ”

Looking at Liang Jiajing, who was frozen like a stone, Xia Bei smiled slightly, pressed the cigarette butt in her hand on her waist, and made a cold sound in her ear.

"Now that we're gone, is anyone willing to listen to you sing?"

Like the whispers of demons under the Nine Shadows.

Liang Jiajing didn't know how she went back.

Her head was in a daze, her eyes were blank and she couldn't find focus, and her raised hand trembled so badly that she couldn't press the right floor several times while standing in the elevator.

Abandoning herself again and again, unable to resist, unable to resist, she told herself that this was all a sacrifice made to realize her dreams, no matter how much she lost, at least her dreams, what she wanted, have not changed.

——On the wide stage, she stood in the soft spotlight and sang softly, and the audience listened carefully, rejoicing and crying because of her singing, and her singing voice could accompany them through joy, anger and sorrow.

She thought that maybe she was now embarking on a thorny path, but one day she would be able to return to the road that left her countless blood and sweat and reach the end.

- That's all she can think about.

However, it was only then that she finally opened her eyes and realized that she had not taken a path that was gradually moving away from her destination, but a path that was completely contrary to her destination.

Moreover, it was a path that was enough to twist her life.

Dazed, she stumbled into the spacious home and sat down in a cold corner.

This is a very delicate and spacious house, a place she never imagined in the past, and it is all the credit of the agent to be able to live in such a house.

But so what?

Lifting up her clothes and looking at the scars that will never appear in the public eye, Liang Jiajing's eyes were dull and desperate.

She kept telling herself that she must stick to her dreams and never give up.

Because, only the "dream" is still her own.

However, she loves singing, but she no longer knows how to sing melodies.

- At this moment, she realized that even the only thing that belonged to her, she had lost.

What is left of her?

It's just a beautiful empty shell.

Picking up her clothes and looking at the scars that will never appear in the public eye, looking at her spacious house, and hearing her favorite song playing downstairs, Liang Jiajing suddenly cried out in despair.

catch_your_dream。

Grab your dreams.

But she couldn't find it anymore. (To be continued.) )