"Su Jin, don't be so... ...... me"

"I beg you, don't... Don't want me..."

…

The night was dark and the rain was pouring down. At the corner of the road, the boy chased the figure of the girl in front of him in the rain, and the rain drenched the two of them.

The young man ran forward with red eyes, grabbed the corner of the girl's clothes with difficulty with his ten fingers of flesh and blood, lowered his head, and prayed humbly in the girl's ear one after another.

……

Su Jin opened his eyes suddenly, his face pale.

It seemed to be in a trance for a while, and then he slowly sat up straight with his already numb body lying on the desk.

"Drop~"

A mobile phone prompt sounded, Su Jin picked up the phone and looked at it, and unsurprisingly, it was a full screen of messages:

"Cohen: Oh, Jin, are you interested in the series that people talked to you about last time? Well??? ”

"Cohen: Why don't you answer, you woman is so ruthless......"

……

Su Jin closed her eyes, didn't answer, and casually covered her phone on the table.

This series was mentioned to her by this man named Cohen half a year ago, and she had no intention of working and had always chosen to avoid it, trying to dispel his thoughts.

But for nearly half a year, she really underestimated this man's stubbornness, and the greetings three times a day were really unbearable.

Looking at the pile of journalists' business cards on the table, he rubbed his eyebrows irritably, tore up the sketches on the table, and threw them into the already full trash can.

Next to the business card is a well-known magazine spread out, one of which summarizes:

The famous painter Fan Sheng, who came to prominence six years ago in the international art exhibition competition with a painting "Zero", his exquisite painting skills and bold and strange painting methods attracted many people for a while. Subsequently, with the exhibition of paintings such as "Dumb Voice" and "Nightmare", it set off a boom one after another.

For this mysterious painter who came out of nowhere, the outside world has never diminished his curiosity.

However, this person has always been uncertain and never participates in activities, and the exhibitions held are all handled by the relevant person in charge. Finally, after several twists and turns in the senior reporter, he finally learned the basic information of the painter:

Painter Fan Sheng, Chinese, female, married.

…

Su Jin closed her eyes, closed the magazine, and was silent for a while.

At this time, there was a slight coughing sound outside the door, and a young man in a white shirt pushed open the door, looked at the messy and pale Su Jin in the room, frowned, and walked to the table to pass the milk in his hand.

Perhaps because of the perennial sickness, the man's complexion was strangely pale, and his outstretched knuckles fit perfectly with the milk in the cup.

Su Jin opened his eyes when he heard the movement, looked at the man in front of him, hurriedly took the milk, got up and asked, "Yunshen, why don't you rest so late?" Where is it uncomfortable? ”

Chu Yunshen shook his head slightly at the corner of his mouth, looked at Su Jin's ugly face and asked softly, "Ah Jin, are you having nightmares again?" ”

Su Jin's eyes were complicated, and he nodded, but he didn't make a sound.

The same scene in her dreams had appeared countless times, and she had long been used to it, but it had appeared very frequently and clearly during this time.

Chu Yunshen raised his eyes and frowned and looked around, the house was full of waste paper paint: "Are you still in a bad state recently?" ”

Su Jin turned her head to look at the scrap manuscript that had been torn up by her, and was silent for a while.

People in the world say that painters are talented in life, and a brush can sketch thousands of things.

However, no one knew that behind this light, she had been plagued by nightmares for many years, and her spirit was almost exhausted. Especially in the past two years, he has been inspired, on the verge of collapse.

Chu Yunshen bypassed Su Jin, walked to the window, and opened the curtain that had been closed for a long time.

Outside the window, the night is dark and the lights are sparse.

He turned around, leaned against the windowsill with the light on his back, looked at Su Jin's increasingly pale face, and said softly but with a hint of sternness: "I still stick to my previous advice, Su Jin, you need to rest." ”

Su Jin turned his head and looked at the man leaning on the windowsill and pursing his lips, and there seemed to be some anger between his eyebrows.

Perhaps, she thought, it was time for her to take a break.

It's just that for so many years, she has always been addicted to creation and rarely communicates with the outside world. Now that she has relaxed, she has an unprecedented sense of confusion.

As if to see Su Jin's hesitation, Chu Yun turned his face sideways, his eyes couldn't help but drift out of the window, his fingers grabbed the windowsill with a slight force, and after a period of silence, he raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said the suggestion that he had already thought of: "Ah Jin, you go back to China." ”

…

…

aerodrome

People come and go, and they are in a hurry.

Su Jin pushed the suitcase out of the exit of the Imperial Capital Airport, looking at the endless road in front of him, his expression was slightly dazed.

She remembered that after Chu Yunsheng proposed to her to return to China that night, she didn't answer for a long time. And at the end, Chu Yunsheng asked her with a complicated face: "Ah Jin, what has trapped you for so many years?" ”

yes, what is it?

Su Jin raised his eyes, and there were all kinds of people in front of him.

She hadn't been back in a long time.

Returning to her hometown made her feel like she was in a different world.

Thinking about it, almost all the joys and sorrows of half of her life are here. I thought that those memories that had been thrown into the long river of years by her had faded away with time, but the trembling heart in her chest reminded her that everything was just her self-deception.

Feeling a little itchy in her throat, she subconsciously took out a box of mints from her pocket and threw it into her mouth.

The cold and fragrant mint smell diffused in her mouth, which made her somewhat irritable mood feel a little comforted.

After sorting out her thoughts, Su Jin pushed her suitcase and walked away.

In the afternoon, the breeze was slightly drunk, blowing the corner of her long skirt, obviously the warm sun was shining at this time, but the back of the woman who walked away was cold.

…

This is the eighth year since she left the city.

The years gradually wasted time,

But she was still wandering in her thoughts.

finally

She still can't escape this prison that has trapped her for seven years.

…

Su Jin leaned against the window of the taxi, looking at the back floors outside the window, with a hint of novelty in her eyes.

The driver in the front seat looked at Su Jin in the rearview mirror and said, "Girl, it's the first time you come to the imperial capital." ”

Su Jin was stunned for a moment when she heard this, and then replied with a little unnaturalness: "No, I'm a local, but I haven't been back for too long." ”

When the driver heard this, he became more enthusiastic: "You young people, you only know how to wander outside, and only when we are at our age will we know that it is still good to be in our hometown." ”

Su Jin nodded in agreement after listening, and then continued to look out the window and stopped making a sound.

Except for Chu Yunsheng for so many years, she has rarely socialized with people, and it is the limit to greet strangers and respond politely.

"Su Jin, what trapped you?"

Su Jin raised his eyes, and the scenery outside the window gradually merged with Chu Yunsheng's words.

This city is the return of countless wanderers.

It is also the heart of her who has struggled for many years.

After a while, the car stopped at the entrance of Jingyi Garden.

After looking at the name of the community, the driver looked at the beautiful woman in the back seat with some surprise. In the imperial capital, the people who can live in this community are all big people who are either rich or noble.

Of course, Su Jin, who got out of the car, felt the driver's sight, frowned, and felt inexplicable, but he didn't say much, and walked into the community.

As soon as she made the suggestion to return to China, Chu Yunsheng had already arranged everything for her, she originally refused, but after seeing Chu Yunsheng showing a slightly fragile expression, she immediately agreed.

She has always been soft-hearted, and she eats soft rather than hard. Chu Yunshen pinched this point.

After checking in, after packing up the things, it was getting dark, and the dinner was hastily solved alone, Su Jin leaned on the sofa, feeling tired.

The house was dead silent, and only the sound of her breathing could be heard.

She hadn't felt this feeling of being alone for a long time. The silence of this moment made her a little uncomfortable, sighed, and threw a few mints into her mouth.

I don't know how long it took, the night was dark, Su Jin looked motionlessly at the floor-to-ceiling window, the lights of thousands of homes, and was dazed for a while.

This joy of ten thousand families has nothing to do with her.

The loneliness in the room seemed to merge with her.

An inexplicable irritability came to her heart, and she didn't know what she remembered, she turned over and picked up her mobile phone and entered a set of numbers that she knew by heart. After much hesitation, he finally dialed it out tentatively.

"Dudu~"

The mobile phone was not connected immediately, and at this moment, Su Jin's heart also tightened.

In fact, she didn't have much hope of connecting with this number, she left in embarrassment and cut off contact with everyone. Seven years have passed, and it is a fact that things are not people.

However, at the moment of playing, she clearly felt her nervousness and the slight expectation.

Su Jin, this is what you thought you had put down. It took eight years to make up a lie that I believed all about.

The sound in his ears stopped for a while, and Su Jin also held his breath,

"Hey, who's that?"

The familiar female voice sounded in her ears, and suddenly, Su Jin felt that the memories she had deliberately forgotten came into her mind at that moment, and they were extremely clear.

She clutched her phone tightly, her fingertips white. The throat choked, but he couldn't make a single syllable for a long time.

The person over there couldn't wait for a reply, so he snorted coldly and continued to speak to himself:

"Heh, why don't you speak, it's black powder, right? Where did you get Miss Ben's private number? It's pretty powerful......"

A large string of cannonballs rushed to his face, and the corners of Su Jin's mouth were slightly hooked, this person's temper has not changed after so many years.

She pursed her lips, took a breath, and choked up as the man continued to barrage:

"Li Xin, it's me."

There was a sudden pause on the other side, followed by a long silence.

Su Jin didn't speak, her vision was blurred, Su Jin raised her hand, her face was wet.

After a while, there was a soft trembling voice from the other side:

"Su Jin, is that you?"

"Hmm"

Then, there was a small suppressed cry:

Su Jin ...... You... I dare to come back. ”

Su Jin held the phone, plunged herself into the sofa, and said in a low voice:

"Well, I'm back."

On the other side, at the release site of the latest TV series "Long Song", the female number one actor Li Xin leaned against the wall and squatted in the corridor after picking up an unknown phone call.