Murong Fu never thought that Liu Xiaoli would ask him this question.

He had the heart to explain, but when the words came to his lips, he didn't come out after all.

Seeing his silent appearance, Liu Xiaoli had a number in her heart.

It's really like that...

After being silent for a long time, Murong Fu looked at Liu Xiaoli's cuffs and asked, "If I say that what I like is Liu Yifei, do you believe it?" ”

"Will you believe it yourself?"

Liu Xiaoli looked at him with a complicated look: "If you like Qianqian, why do you keep calling her cousin?" And, are you really sure that your feelings for her, are you liked? Do you really like her? Or is it too deep into the play? ”

Murong Fu was silent again.

Sighing, Liu Xiaoli slowed down her tone: "Mu Rong, Auntie knows that you are a good actor, and your Murong Fu is the best Auntie has ever seen."

If you don't go crazy, you can't live, an actor needs to devote himself to the role, this is the actor's duty, but Auntie wants to remind you that you must distinguish between reality and drama, and recognize yourself.

Liu Yifei is not Wang Yuyan, and you are not Murong Fu! ”

His eyelashes trembled slightly, and Murong Fu suddenly clenched the bamboo flute in his hand.

Looking at his silent appearance, Liu Xiaoli said slowly: "Auntie is not a rigid person, I also hope that Qianqian is happy, if you are good enough and really like Qianqian, Auntie will not object to you, but the premise is that you really like her." ”

Murong Fu raised his eyes and opened his mouth: "I..."

Before he could speak, Liu Xiaoli raised her hand to interrupt him: "You don't have to rush to give me an answer, and I don't need your answer."

You have just finished filming and have not yet come out of the role, and if you say it, you may not be able to guarantee that it is sincere.

Give yourself a moment to think about what exactly you want.

Sissi is still young, you are still young, you all have a lot of time, don't worry. ”

Taking a deep breath, Murong Fu thanked him: "Auntie, thank you for saying this to me." ”

"You're welcome, you're a good boy, and Auntie doesn't want to see you stuck in the role and can't get out."

Liu Xiaoli smiled, and then her expression became a little serious: "But in the near future, you still don't see Qianqian."

Sissi is still young, I don't want her to be emotionally affected too early, which will also help you play early. ”

Murong Fu was not surprised, he thought for a while and asked, "I want to ask how long has it been recently?" ”

"Before Sissi became an adult."

"Three years?"

Murong Fu shook his head: "Auntie, you are tantamount to driving me away from Sissi!" ”

Liu Xiaoli smiled slightly: "If the two love for a long time, how can it be in the morning and twilight, this is also a way for you to prove yourself, isn't it?" ”

Murong Fu didn't speak, just shook his head slightly.

Seeing this, Liu Xiaoli thought for a while and proposed: "If you really want to be with Sissi, you must have a certain economic foundation."

So be it! In the past three years, if you earn 10 million by your personal ability, I will agree to meet you, right? ”

"Ten million?"

Murong Fu smiled dumbly: "Auntie, you are changing the soup and not the medicine!" ”

He worked hard for more than four months to shoot "Dragon Babu", and only earned 100,000 yuan.

If he wants to earn 10 million, he has to shoot 100 "Dragon Babu".

Liu Xiaoli smiled: "Qianqian is still young, and you are still young, you don't even have this confidence, right?" ”

Looking at her smile, Murong Fu knew that she was making a mistake, but he could only eat her.

"It's a deal."

He raised his hand.

"It's a deal."

Liu Xiaoli slapped his palm lightly with him.

Then, her expression was solemn: "Auntie believes in you, you have to talk and count!" ”

"Auntie, don't worry, I never break my word when I say it."

Murong Fu looked at her calmly: "I promise, within three years, if I don't earn 10 million, I will never go to Sissi privately." ”

"Okay."

Liu Xiaoli nodded with satisfaction.

This Mu Rong still knows how to measure himself.

Looking at his calm expression, Liu Xiaoli couldn't help but feel a trace of guilt in her heart.

"Mu Rong, don't blame me."

She explained, "I'm also doing it for Sissi and you..."

"Auntie, I understand."

Murong Fu bowed slightly: "It's not early, Auntie, you should go back and rest early!" ”

"Okay, then you..."

Liu Xiaoli hesitated for a moment, but never found a suitable word, so she could only smile apologetically and turn away.

Seeing her leave and disappear at the intersection, Murong Fu exhaled slowly.

Looking at the crescent moon reflected in the landscape lake, and his own shadow swaying in the water waves, his mood was indescribably complicated.

Liu Xiaoli's question is really a bit big, and he really can't answer it.

He can deceive others, but he can't deceive himself.

Since he met Liu Yifei, he has always regarded her as a cousin.

In a sense, he did treat Liu Yifei as a stand-in for his cousin.

This is not fair to Liu Yifei.

Although she played Wang Yuyan in the play, her own personality is not the same as Wang Yuyan.

She is not Wang Yuyan.

Liu Xiaoli is right, he is indeed too deep in the play...

But did he really just use Liu Yifei as a stand-in for his cousin?

The memory slowly emerged, and the shadow of his cousin seemed to appear in front of his eyes again.

"Cousin, you know what? I want to live a peaceful life with you in the countryside of Gusu! Come and sail on Taihu Lake, between the green mountains and clear waters, this life. ”

"Cousin, I wish you all the best, marry the princess of Xixia, and then become the emperor of Dayan..."

Unconsciously, Liu Yifei's figure appeared, covering her cousin's shadow.

"You're murdering me..."

"If only you came back sooner."

……

As soon as she touched her cousin's shadow, Liu Yifei's figure dissipated, but her cousin's shadow seemed to be blurred a little.

Click!

Under Murong Fu's tight grip, a crack appeared in the bamboo flute.

Looking at the reflection in the lake, Murong Fu shook his hand, and the broken bamboo flute "snorted" into the lake, and the reflection shattered.

He muttered: "The filming of Tianlong Babu is over, and I should wake up too..."

The waves of the water gradually subsided, and the reflections recondensed.

The reflection after condensing again is exactly the same as before, but it seems to be a different person.

Looking at the reflection, the corners of Mu Rong's mouth hooked up an inexplicable smile: "From today on, I am no longer Murong Fu..."

His eyes were clear, and he spit out four words word by word: "I am Mu Rong!" ”

……

On the other side, Liu Xiaoli returned to the room, and Liu Yifei sat on the edge of the bed, waiting with a tangled expression.

Seeing Liu Xiaoli coming in, she hurriedly stood up.

Sensing that she was a little urgent, she hesitated, but still couldn't help asking, "Mom, where is my cousin?" ”

"He's gone."

Liu Xiaoli closed the door.

"Where did he go?" Liu Yifei was a little surprised.

Isn't my cousin's ticket for tomorrow?

"He's on his way to the station."

"Huh?"

Liu Yifei asked anxiously: "Why did he go to the station so late?" ”

"What else can you do? The filming has ended, and he wants to go back to Beiping! ”

Liu Xiaoli frowned slightly: "Don't worry about it so much, go to bed early, and you have to film tomorrow!" ”

"Why did he leave at night with tomorrow's ticket? Isn't he sleeping? ”

Liu Yifei guessed something, and asked nervously, "What did you say to your cousin?" ”

"He's not your cousin!"

Liu Xiaoli accentuated her tone: "Don't be like him, get too deep into the play." ”

"Why is he so deep in the play?"

Liu Yifei was anxious: "What did you tell him?" ”

Looking at her anxious appearance, Liu Xiaoli frowned and asked, "You really like him?" ”

Liu Yifei was stunned, but then puffed up her chest: "Yes!" I just love him! ”

Taking a deep breath, Liu Xiaoli suppressed her anger and sneered: "You like people, but people may not like you!" ”

"He likes me, he says it to me."

Liu Yifei looked at her with stubborn eyes.

Liu Xiaoli snorted and asked, "Did he say that he liked his cousin, or did he like you?" ”

"He..."

Liu Yifei hesitated.

She really forgot for a while whether Mu Rong said that he liked her or his cousin.

Looking at her, Liu Xiaoli said in a deep voice: "He said in front of all media reporters at the press conference that no one is more suitable to play Murong Fu than him.

He doesn't like people to call him by his name on the set, but likes others to call him Murong Fu.

Even when he's not filming, he likes to hang around in costumes.

With so many signs, can't you see the problem? ”

Liu Yifei is not stupid, hearing her words, she seemed to have guessed something, and her face instantly turned a little pale.

Seeing her pale face, Liu Xiaoli was a little distressed, but she still relented and continued: "From the first time we met to now, how many times has he called you by name? Why does he keep calling you cousin? He's using you to help him get into the play! ”

"He's not like that!"

Liu Yifei's body was trembling slightly.

"Even if he's not like that, can you be sure he really likes you?"

Liu Xiaoli asked in a deep voice: "Are you sure that when he said that he liked you, he was as Mu Rong and not Murong Fu?" ”

Liu Yifei finally couldn't stand it anymore, she rushed to the door quickly, but was stopped by Liu Xiaoli.

"He's gone!" Liu Xiaoli grabbed her arm.

Shaking it off hard, Liu Yifei glanced at her with red eyes, ran into the bathroom with a whimper, and closed the door hard.

"It doesn't matter if he's Mu Rong or Murong Fu! I love him all! I just love him! ”

Listening to the crying in the bathroom, Liu Xiaoli hated iron but not steel: "How long have you known him?" What do you like or dislike? Immature! ”

"Don't worry about it!"

Listening to the crying sound coming from the bathroom, Liu Xiaoli sighed helplessly: "Silly girl! ”