"Huo Cheng, you are the flower cat."

Mao Mingming, who retorted, followed Huo Cheng's intention and took the tissue.

put his whole person into the camera of the mobile phone, sniffed again, and asked Huo Cheng angrily: "Am I particularly ugly now?" Did it disturb your sleep? ”

"Oh! My girl is a very beautiful girl, and even if she cries, she is the most beautiful crying girl. Definitely not a flower cat.

Has there been too much pressure lately?

Why don't I take a leave of absence to come and accompany you? ”

Huo Cheng really thinks that this idea is okay, and movies are not as important as his girl.

"Don't! If I can make it to the championship, you can take a leave of absence. Now it's just the finals, you better not come. Actually, I cried probably because I was happy to win the first place in the semi-finals. and entered the top 10 of the finals.

It was also possible that I was under too much pressure and I didn't know why I was crying.

But after crying, I felt a lot better, and then I saw you and listened to your voice.

Huo Cheng, am I too squeamish?

Really, I don't like to cry at all! ”

Mao is anonymous, she grew up in an orphanage, and she understands better than ordinary children that crying can't solve any problems; Even more often than not, it's not because you cry that you have to achieve everything you want, especially orphans.

Huo Cheng smiled softly: "I know that my pretty girl is the cutest girl, so she won't cry." It was just sand in my eyes, wasn't it?

Tears only come from uncomfortable eyes. ”

"Yes, that's it! Huo Cheng, I'm in a much better mood, do you want to sleep now? Did I watch you sleep well? Mao was reluctant to hang up the phone immediately.

But I feel sorry that Huo Cheng's rest time is too short.

Of course, Mao Anonymous hopes that Huo Cheng can talk to him again, but each of them loves their work very much and is responsible for their work. So, don't be capricious.

"Watch me sleep? Yes! So am I lying down and following the beautiful video? We can talk first, and when I get sleepy, I'll sleep by myself. ”

Huo Cheng especially understands his girl's mood.

Crying is why.

Indeed, just like his girl, half of it is because of excessive pressure, and crying is also a kind of pressure removal; The other half is Mao Mingming's happiness, from last year's debut all the way to the present, it is indeed a special thing worth paying attention to.

No one would have thought that last year, when he was a nineteen-year-old medical student, stood on the big dance of the International Singer Freshman Contest this year, and even broke into the top ten.

Moreover, the Chinese people value his girl more and more, and all kinds of remarks are seen as support and encouragement, as well as expectations.

But the higher the expectation, the greater the pressure on his girl.

His girl was afraid that she was not capable enough and would disappoint everyone.

"No, Huo Cheng, you can close your eyes and listen to me. I'm alone, you just have to listen, and you don't need to answer me anything, I just want to talk to you. ”

Huo Cheng was particularly cooperative and closed his eyes.

Then Mao Anonymous began to speak into Huo Cheng's mobile phone, and as for what Mao Anonymous said in the end, she didn't remember it herself. Looking at Huo Cheng's quiet and gentle sleeping face, Mao Anonymous seemed to be particularly sleepy.

The mobile phone didn't hang up, so he fell asleep on the table face to face with Huo Cheng.