Ma Haohao's room was actually not messy, but when Mo Yuheng walked into the room, she suddenly couldn't stand the few clothes on the sofa and the cosmetics that were knocked down on the table.

She sat on the bed nervously, and her heart beat uncontrollably and "plopped" again. Ma Hao was suspicious that Mo Yuheng heard her huge heartbeat, and her nervous toes curled up.

Mo Yuheng sat on the chair opposite the bed, and He Yinian had just moved it from the table to make it easier for her to speak. At this time, Mo Yuheng sat just right, not too distant, and compared to sitting on the bed, there was just the right sense of alienation.

His gaze fell on Ma Hao's feet, and he quickly hooked the corners of his mouth, but it didn't seem to be.

Ma Haohao's feet shrunk into the air, bent up and hid to the other side.

In fact, her brain was still a little confused, and inviting Mo Yuheng to come in was more like an instinctive reaction to think intelligently, just like seeing a friend standing at the door of the house, she always had to ask, "Have you eaten, don't you come in and sit?" ”

When Mo Yuheng really entered the house and sat opposite her, Ma Haohao's sanity gradually returned to the cage and realized how embarrassing the current scene was.

They hadn't spoken seriously for many days, and Ma Hao wanted to say something to break the deadlock, but he couldn't remember what they talked about when they drank Mo Yuheng before.

Seems like something boring and unnutritious?

Ma Hao felt like he had nowhere to start, but fortunately, Mo Yuheng didn't mean to embarrass her, and put the bag in his hand on the cabinet at the head of the bed.

"I went to the pharmacy and bought some fever reducers." Mo Yuheng said softly, "It's too late now, you eat first, and I'll take you to the doctor tomorrow." ”

Ma Hao Hao noticed that he was still carrying a white plastic bag with the words XX Pharmacy printed on it, and there were several boxes of medicines scattered in it, which should be the over-the-counter drugs he bought in the store.

Mo Yuheng took out the medicine in the bag, opened the box, and personally broke the tablets inside one by one, and put them in the palm of Ma Hao's hand: "Eat." I watched you eat, and went to bed early after eating. ”

Ma spread his hand in a daze, and the moment his palm touched his fingers, he was scalded by the temperature of his fingertips.

However, the hot heat quickly left, leaving only a long tingling effect on the skin, with a long aftertaste.

Ma Hao subconsciously squeezed the pills in his hand, which provoked Mo Yuheng to look at it, thinking that she was a child with a temper attack and didn't want to take medicine: "Children should be obedient, and they are good children who take the medicine obediently." ”

The water in the kettle was boiled with the help of He Yinian and several people, and the temperature at this time was just right, neither hot nor hot.

Mo Yuheng poured a glass of water again, tested the temperature with his fingers across the wall of the cup, and handed it to Ma Haohao's mouth.

Ma Hao didn't know what he was thinking about, so he took a big sip of water from his hand as if he had hit him, stuffed the pills in his hand into his mouth, and swallowed them in a gulp.

Because she swallowed too hard, she was accidentally choked halfway, and hurriedly reached out to wipe off the water stains overflowing from the corners of her mouth.

Ma Haohao's brain was empty during the whole process, and she couldn't even figure out how she could do this. No matter how you interpret it, such an act is too intimate!

Mo Yuheng didn't show any abnormality, and when Ma Hao swallowed the medicine into his stomach, he bent his eyes and said to her, "Good behave." ”

Sick people are always sensitive, obviously he speaks in this tone on weekdays, but today Ma Hao feels that these words are so ashamed, Mo Yuheng seems to be coaxing her.

The only thing to be thankful for is that her face is already very red today, so she doesn't have to worry about being seen by Mo Yuheng that she is shy.

Ma Hao said: "Thank you......"

Hearing her thanks, the smile in Mo Yuheng's eyes faded, revealing a self-deprecating wry smile: "Thank you, thank you for letting you slap it again?" ”

There was a painful look in his eyes, which reminded Ma Hao of the night he saw him by the flower bed, wrapped in loneliness and powerlessness, and he couldn't break free.

Ma Hao shook his head: "Isn't it what an actor should do to play a good job, just like making a good movie is what a director should do, why should you be sorry for the right thing?" ”

Mo Yuheng was surprised that Ma Haohao could say such a big truth, and he was silent for a while before he continued: "Is what I did right? ”

His voice was very soft, not so much asking Ma Haohao, but asking himself from the heart: "Compromise for the sake of capital, change the script beyond recognition, and connive at vases with backgrounds to bully actors...... Do you think I'm doing the right thing? ”

Ma Hao didn't like the powerlessness on Mo Yuheng's body, and showed such a bitter smile, he didn't look like him at all.

In Ma's good cognition, Mo Yuheng should be strong and confident, and he will not be easily bent in the face of wind and rain, so that is the Mo Yuheng she is familiar with, and he is the great director who is known as a genius in the book.

But in reality, there are too many helplessness, we always know the glamorous side of others, and the pain will only be hidden in the shadows.

Ma Haohao didn't know what to say to the current Mo Yuheng.

Is it wrong to say that he is wrong? gave up his persistence for the sake of five buckets of rice and bent down his straight back.

But he was clearly not wrong. He tried his best for his dreams, and was smoothed out by the edges and corners that were not included in reality, and he clearly even tortured himself, how can he be said to be wrong?

Ma Hao didn't delve into the difference between right and wrong, and said to him: "Can things in the world be judged simply by right and wrong? I just know that you are a very good and excellent director, isn't that enough? ”

"Very good, excellent director?" Mo Yuheng repeated Ma Hao's words, and said with a smile, "The first time I found out that children were so good at talking, I thought you must think that I was a very bad and bad director." ”

"How so?"

A person's good intentions and malicious intentions can still be clearly distinguished.

She had already heard from He Yinian and them just now that it was Mo Yuheng who hurriedly drove her back to the hotel after she passed out, and those medicines on the bedside table, could they all be faked?

He's certainly a good director.

Ma Hao said without going against his heart, "You are the most powerful director I know, and you will definitely become a celebrity in the international film industry in the future, and you can shake the film industry with your feet!" ”

"Think so highly of me?"

Mo Yuheng was completely amused by Ma Haohao, his body left the back of the chair, leaned forward, and put his palm on Ma Haohao's head, "Then I can't let the children down." ”

This is the first time in these days that he has touched his hair well, his palms are large, the palms are warm, and there is a warm smell when he is close.

The two looked at each other and smiled tacitly, and the embarrassment and estrangement of these days finally turned into a heart-warming warmth in this smile.