Chu Sixuan pursed her lips, looking at those words, her scalp was almost numb, she couldn't remember, she really couldn't remember.

At the beginning, she was so familiar with her back, and she was actually stuck in the crying link.

She has never memorized this part for a long time, and she has long forgotten all about it.

Coupled with the psychological shadow of the last time, isn't it more serious.

She is not as forgetful as Junjun.

Chu Sixuan gritted his teeth, his mind was blank, and it took a long time before he was awakened by the sound of Xiao Baozi's teeth.

Suddenly thought of Junjun's favorite sentence before doing math problems recently, what is the intention of the questioner?

What's the point?

Could the intention of this question be to test their memory?

That's not as good as writing silently on the exam.

The root of acting is acting.

Chu Sixuan's eyes lit up suddenly, and he seemed to understand something.

The proud head slowly lifted up and looked into the void.

First of all, she was uneven, she was not reconciled, and her pain was uneven.

No matter how angry he is, he is so angry that he wants to strangle her, and he wants to peel her skin and cramp.

Slowly, the anger consumed all her strength, and the unwillingness in her eyes gradually decreased.

The cold eyes finally returned to calm.

Not a lake without wind and waves, not a quiet and comfortable deep valley, but despair with no signs of life.

Chu Sixuan raised his hand and touched his hair with difficulty, as if he had taken something from it and rubbed it over and over again.

The corners of the mouth are gently pulled, the eyes blink slightly, dyed with a layer of fine and dense mist, the thick eyelashes are gently closed, and a small dark shadow is printed under the eyelids.

Laughing lightly, it seemed to be scattered with thousands of flowers, and his whole body was drained of strength, and his hands trembled involuntarily, almost falling into the palm of his hand.

When the girl opened her mouth, she couldn't make the slightest sound, not even tears, which was a luxury.

With all the strength of his life, he pushed his hand to the place of his heart, slowly and heavily, as if every inch of air was pushing her hard.

Obviously there was nothing, but Xiao Baozi cried silently, for fear of disturbing the girl.

The girl's dilated pupils seemed empty and unfocused, and she looked numbly into the distance, like a blind man.

After all, the nothingness cut through her skin, cold and comfortable, and she knew she was going to be liberated.

At that moment, the girl's gray eyes lit up, as if she saw something, and she opened her eyes aggrievedly and coquettishly, revealing a bright smile.

She must have seen her relatives, just like he saw his parents in his dreams, Xiao Baozi thought to himself.

The girl smiled, smiled beautifully and beautifully.

Poignant but not sad, people can't help but be moved.

Finally, he couldn't hold back and closed his eyes and let out a sigh.

As soon as you enter the cold door, it is as deep as the sea, and when you look back, you are already a dry bone man. The heart is dead, and it will never be the same.

Quiet –

Quiet –

Quiet –

"Don't act, don't act, let's not act!"

Ye Xiaojun, who had been peeking outside, couldn't hold back any longer, didn't care so much, and rushed in and hugged Chu Sixuan.

Chu Sixuan was shaken by the impact, her eyes were still closed, and she didn't come out of the play.

The grumpy old man came back to his senses and shouted: "She is just too involved in acting, and she won't be able to get out of the play for a while." It's not a big deal, what's the point of blowing up?"

Mr. Wang Wenyu glanced at Ye Xiaojun slightly, his eyes were complicated and unclear, and he gave a very high evaluation: "The part of the moon and the evening is very good, without saying a word, but it is better than ten million words, and the feeling of sorrow can be transmitted through the air, hitting the heart,"

The expression of the little interviewer is the most real, drooping his ears, his face is full of tears, a handful of snot and tears.

"Sixuan, Sixuan, I'm here, I'm with you......" Ye Xiaojun held her firmly in her arms, and the tears in her eyes couldn't hold back anymore, and they fell down with a gurgling voice.

No one knows better than her what Chu Sixuan is playing.

It's like she fell into the nightmare of her previous life countless times, tearing bloody wounds to interpret the death of Yuexi.

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