The more I want to get drunk, the more I don't.

Zhao Zi drank a surprisingly large amount of wine today, and even she herself was surprised.

I've had three drinks and I still feel sober.

"Sikong!"

She picked up the fourth glass of wine, swaying, her eyes hazy: "Let's have another drink." ”

"I can't seem to drink anymore."

"I'm a little dizzy."

Wine is a magical thing.

When you drink it, you will feel that everyone is drunk and you are sober, and the more sober you are, the more you are almost drunk.

Now Zhao Zi is like this.

She just didn't feel drunk, when in fact, she was.

The wine swayed in the glass, and she swayed in the world, watching Mo Sikong sway before her eyes.

"Don't drink any more."

Mo Sikong wanted to snatch the wine glass from Zhao Zi's hand, but he didn't succeed.

"Division...... Sikong, are we friends or not? ”

"You drink with me!"

"If you don't accompany me, then you can go, I'll drink alone."

"It's not the first time anyway."

"There's no one to accompany you at all."

Zhao Zi is somewhat pitiful, because she fell in love with a man she shouldn't love.

This man is the Mo Sikong in front of him.

For a person, love is not enough, that kind of feeling, powerless and painful.

I want to use alcohol to kill my sorrows, but the more I drink, the more sad I become.

In her clear eyes, she didn't know when it was already misty, and she couldn't understand it, and she couldn't tell why it was like this.

However, that's it, there is always something hidden deep in her heart.

She really wanted to say it, but she never had a chance, even if Yang was now in front of her, she couldn't say it.

In this world, no one can figure it out, such a thing, what is going on, everything, in the final analysis, can only be like this, more often, if there is no person who has really loved, it is impossible to understand Zhao Zi's mood at this moment.

"One more drink!"

The tears in her eyes are not falling, and they are moving, and I feel pity.

Zhao Zi is a big star, with a proud figure, and a good temper that people can't refuse, all of this is clear in Mo Sikong's heart, but only he understands that the more this is the case, the more he can't hurt Zhao Zi.

This is also the real reason why Mo Sikong has been avoiding Zhao Zi.

If, just if, Zhao Zi is a water-based poplar woman, then things will be much easier for Mo Sikong.

He could use ten thousand ways to keep Zhao Zi out of his sight, or even disappear from his life.

However, having said that, Zhao Zi has always been reasonable and reasonable, and he has never made Mo Sikong angry.

For such a woman, Mo Sikong really has no way.

When she was a friend, but she didn't treat him as a friend, she had him in her heart, although she didn't say it, but everywhere she showed an infinite love.

What else can Mo Sikong do with a woman who loves him?

If it weren't for Mo Dongtian's matter this time, then Mo Sikong wouldn't have taken the initiative to find Zhao Zi at all.

"Sikong!"

Zhao Zi's eyes were drunk and confused, and that wisp of affectionate love silk appeared in her eyes, and she couldn't hide it because she was drunk.

The drunk woman is the most charming, an indescribable complex emotion, which slowly unfolds in Mo Sikong's heart.

I can't put it into words, but it's a heartbreaking feeling.

Yes!

Mo Sikong didn't love Zhao Zi, but seeing Zhao Zi's appearance of being trapped in love, Mo Sikong's heart was also hurting.

"We're not drinking!"

Mo Sikong stretched out his hand and snatched the wine glass from her hand: "Tomorrow, I will say hello to your crew and ask your show to suspend filming." ”

"You take a team of people to Arman for a vacation, and I pay for everything."

"As for this side of the matter, don't interfere anymore, I'm not afraid of you, it's just that you are my friend, and with you in the middle, it is really difficult for me to do it."

Zhao Zi smiled bitterly, and tears finally rolled down: "Friend? ”

"Sikong!"

"Are we just friends?"

"I, I've always been ......"

Mo Sikong let out a low roar and interrupted Zhao Zi: "Don't say any more." ”

"You're drunk!"

Zhao Zi laughed again, smiling so reluctantly: "I, I'm not drunk." ”

"You're the one who gets drunk!"

"You've never liked me."

"It's me who is too cowardly, and I never dare to express my heart to you."

"Now I'm going to speak."

"Sikong!"

"I like you, always have."

Mo Sikong's heart sank, and he stood up: "I'll send you home." ”

"I don't want to go home!"

Zhao Zi didn't want to go back, and when she got home, she didn't like the empty big bed with only herself.

I really can't figure it out, why is this happening?

It's not clear why love is so sleepy in this world.

Struggling, escaping, all to no avail, what the hell is going on?

Maybe no one in this world can say it clearly.

Anyone who has loved it understands!

It's just that there are some things, to this point, everything seems to be no longer able to turn back, and Zhao Zi doesn't know what to do with everything.

Unreciprocated love is a deep sadness.

It has always been, it has always been.

"Zhao Zi!"

"Xiao Zi!"

I have known Zhao Zi for many years, and at the beginning, Mo Sikong called her Xiaozi, which seemed intimate, but he always regarded her as a little sister.

She is not fit to be a lover.

Because she has a transparent heart, she can't tolerate the slightest flaw and is easily injured.

"Let's go!"

"Please, alright!"

People who know Mo Sikong clearly know that he is a man who never asks for help, and he can easily handle anything in his eyes.

It's always been like this, and there hasn't been a single accident.

And this time, it was his exception.

"Sikong, do you really hate me so much?"

"What the hell am I doing badly, you tell me, I'll change."

Mo Sikong looked at Zhao Zi and couldn't help laughing: "You can't change it." ”

"You're perfect."

"We have no part in this life."

"Be a friend!"

"Don't embarrass me anymore."

"Okay?"

"Let me take you home."

"You know, I don't like people pestering me."

This last sentence made Zhao Zi sober up a lot, and she knew and understood that Mo Sikong didn't like others to entangle with him the most.

"Okay!"

Zhao Zi compromised and said, "I don't need you to send it, I can go home by myself." ”

But when she stood up, she swayed, and if it hadn't been for Mo Sikong holding her, she would have fallen to the ground.

Even so, Zhao Zi still felt that she hadn't drunk too much.

"Don't help me."

Mo Sikong wouldn't let her go home alone, he wasn't at ease.

helped Zhao Zi out of the bar.

I saw a few people, holding their mobile phones and taking random pictures.

Before Mo Sikong could react, the men turned around and ran.

Mo Sikong didn't care, he was never afraid of any scandals, as long as he was upright, he was not afraid of shadows.

However, he is also faintly worried that those people will make a big fuss about this, and it will have no impact on him, but it will have a great impact on Zhao Zi, and there is Geqi who is far away in Paris.

If Geqi knew about this, I don't know how he would feel.

Everything seems to have made new progress, and there has never been anything more than there can be compared.

Got in the car.

Zhao Zi also crooked on the chair, but muttered: "Just now, it seems that I was caught by a tabloid reporter." ”

Mo Sikong shook his head speechlessly.

Drive her home.

When I got out of the car, I also met a few more people, just in the shadow outside the gate, and when Mo Sikong helped Zhao Zi get out of the car, they took a random shot again, and then turned around and ran.

"Stop."

Mo Sikong yelled, but the men didn't look back at all.

So Zhao Zi smiled lightly: "Sikong, you are too naïve, they won't stand." ”

Her soft body was so gently nestled on Mo Sikong's body, something that could not be said, so that Mo Sikong could not express it in words.

Sent her into the house.

After that, I don't make too many stops, and come out right away.

There are no more candid shots.

Mo Sikong knew that the two waves of people just now must have been sent by Mo Dongtian, and he couldn't think of Mo Dongtian's methods, so he became more and more inferior.

All right!

Let him be!

"Mo Dongtian, your means will run out one day."

Moss thought to himself.

drove the car and made a phone call to Manager Zhu.

No one knows that Youcheng Film and Television is one of Mo Sikong's industries, Mo Sikong does everything, as long as it is a legitimate business to make money, he almost has his footprints.

Youcheng Film and Television is the largest film and television group in China.

"Boss, is there something wrong?"

Manager Zhu's voice revealed a kind of awe.

Mo Sikong drove slowly: "Now that Zhao Zi is filming a drama in the film and television city, you need to let them pause, you immediately find Zhao Zi's director and handle things for me." ”

"By the way, we will bear all their losses."

"In addition, do you understand the need to invest more in them?"

Mo Sikong's voice is not high, but it gives people a majesty that cannot be refused.

It's always been like this, it's never changed.

"Boss, I see."

"Now I will contact Zhao Zi's director and their investors, this kind of thing is not up to the director alone, the key is the producer."

Mo Sikong said indifferently: "You can do it." ”

After the matter was explained, Mo Sikong hung up the phone.

He knew that this contest with Mo Dongtian would not start, and Mo Dongtian had already failed.

It was already twelve o'clock in the evening, at midnight.

It was at this time that Mo Sikong received a phone call, and this call was something he never expected.

connected the phone, and before the other party could speak first, Mo Sikong said, "Are you finished?" ”

"Mo Sikong, if you don't lose the ground, I won't be surnamed Mo." This is Mo Dongtian's voice.