Film and TV: What does it have to do with me if the script is bad?

Chu He brought out a plate of golden pickles from the kitchen, put it on the dining table, and called He Han to eat: "Everyone has their own aspirations. I like to be free and easy, and you like to be stylish. Let's each have our own way."

He Han sat down and, without hesitation, grabbed the fried dough sticks and started eating: "Lao Zhuo, why am I here?"

"I was about to close the shop and go home yesterday when I saw you drunk and barging in. I just stuffed you into the back of my tricycle and you came here just like that."

"I'm sorry, Lao Zhuo, for causing you trouble continuously." He Han said embarrassedly.

Chu He waved his hand: "How is it? It looks like you haven't figured it out yet?"

He Han nodded dejectedly.

"As for women, since she is not in a hurry, you don't have to be anxious. You have no shortage of women around you, so you should have fun and have fun. When you meet the right one, just marry her. Tang Jing, if you get her, it's your fate, if you lose her, it's your luck, it's all fate.

Maybe she will come back to you in a few years, or maybe your son will be old enough to play by then.

I remember that in your early years, there was a woman named Vivian who was quite good. When you get married, you must find someone who likes you, not someone you like. "

"Lao Zhuo, this doesn't sound like something you would say. You always told me before that I should cherish the person in front of me, and that only true feelings can stand the test of time." He Han was puzzled.

Chu He didn't care: "I did say that, but love is the most unreasonable thing, and the most unfair thing. No one can grasp the right balance. If you can't do it, then don't do it. Act according to your heart, live freely and naturally, and it will not be in vain for you to come to this world."

He Han lowered his head thoughtfully as he drank the soy milk and slowly tore the fried dough sticks in his hand.

Chu He sneered in his heart, Tang Jing would never repent unless she suffered a little. He had already helped her get rid of the disaster of He Han and Luo Zijun. The rest depended on when she would wake up. The first thing he should do was to enjoy life at this time.

But until now he has not seen Luo Zijun, and he dare not leave. What if this damn system asks him to rescue her as well?

People are just like that, they don't need to be talked about.

Most of the customers had left by late at night. Chu He was telling the employees to pack up and go home when Luo Zijun walked in dejectedly from outside the door.

It seems that Chen Junsheng has already confronted her. Alas, poor woman.

The system didn't respond, and it seemed there was no task. Chu He, relieved, grabbed the cup basket and started wiping the cups.

Sitting alone at the bar, Luo Zijun, in a green coat, looked down at the ring on her hand dejectedly, without saying a word.

Chu He waved his hand to let all the employees go home, and stayed behind himself.

After a long time, Luo Zijun still hung his head, and a faint voice came: "Boss, does Chen Junsheng come here often?"

Chu He turned his back and wiped the cup in his hand: "Yes."

"Did he bring anyone else here?"

"Have."

"Who are they?"

"Excuse me, who are you?" Chu He pretended not to know.

"I am Chen Junsheng's wife, Luo Zijun."

"Chen Junsheng comes here often. He brings both men and women with him. People from his company also often come to my place for dinner."

"Have you ever brought a woman here alone?"

"Yes, he came a few days ago and sat at that table." Chu He pointed. Chen Junsheng and Ling Ling have been very close recently and he would buy Ling Ling whatever was good and expensive.

Luo Zijun raised her head which had been hanging down all the time, and looked blankly at the table in the corner. Her eyes moved, as if she could see the sweetness between the two of them there. She stared blankly for a long time, and when she turned around again, her face was already covered with tears.

"Boss, I see you have a wine cabinet here. Does Chen Junsheng have any wine?" Luo Zijun asked with tears in her eyes.

Chu He shook his head: "I can't give it to you if you are not my real self."

Luo Zijun looked at the row of displayed wines with disappointment.

"But I can buy you a drink." Chu He took out a bottle of fruit wine from under the bar, took out a glass and poured a glass for Luo Zijun.

Luo Zijun took the wine glass, turned it around, looked at the beautiful wine in the glass with a dazed look, and drank it all in one gulp.

After finishing the drink, he took out his wallet from his coat and placed it in front of Chu He: "Give me all the wine one by one, and pay the price yourself."

Chu He did not take the wallet, but followed Luo Zijun's instructions and poured her more than a dozen glasses of various drinks, white, red, green, blue, purple, gorgeous and colorful.

Although the heroine spent the entire drama in entanglement and pain, it did not hinder Chu He's appreciation of her.

As a woman, she did everything she could. Chen Junsheng didn't allow her to work, but she gave up her good job without hesitation and devoted herself to her family.

As a wife, although she spends money lavishly, her feelings for Chen Junsheng are unquestionable. She even loves him more deeply than anyone else. Even if He Han and Tang Jing want Chen Junsheng to leave the house, even if Ling Ling kicks her out of the house, she chooses to compromise in order not to embarrass Chen Junsheng.

Once she fell into the mortal world, she was able to quickly accept the reality and ignore her own grievances and discomfort for the sake of her son. This was much better than most people. At least Chu He admired her strong mother spirit.

For this reason, Chu He was willing to treat her to a drink.

After getting tipsy, Luo Zijun murmured, "Why do you treat me like this? I didn't do anything wrong."

Chu He sipped his tea lightly, seemingly trying to comfort Luo Zijun, and also seemed to be saying to himself: "There are too many things in life that are beyond one's control, too much innocence, too many dilemmas, and accepting one's fate is a good choice."

Luo Zijun fell on her arms: "Resign yourself to your fate? I won't accept it. Why should I accept my fate as a victim? But they can live together and enjoy happiness?"

“Luo Zijun, when you look back on your entire life, you will find that love is not the only pursuit. Sometimes it is just a trivial part. If you think it is important, then it is taller than a mountain. If you think it is unimportant, then it is like a feather and can be blown away gently.” Chu He thought of the previous hundred years of experience. There were so many things that had passed away, died, and disappeared.

Having seen life and death as he was used to, he could only sympathize with Luo Zijun's situation, as everyone has their own destiny.

"How can that be easy! Letting go... I can't do it." Luo Zijun was already drunk.

"Some things, when you are too obsessed with them, you are doing something that is not good for yourself. When you even start to bully yourself, you have already lost yourself and the value of life."

Looking at Luo Zijun collapsed on the bar, Chu He stopped talking. He took out his cell phone, sent a text message to Tang Jing, and then leaned against the bar to smoke.

Luo Zijun was lying on the bar, which was filled with wine bottles and glasses, while Chu He was looking up at the ceiling. His memories of the past were brought back and he fell into endless recollections.

This was the scene Tang Jing saw when she hurried over and entered the room.

"Lao Zhuo, thank you." Tang Jing checked Luo Zijun's condition and said as she tidied her up.

Chu He waved his hand and picked up the wine bottles on the table.

Tang Jing finally dragged Luo Zijun up and walked out with her in a panic. When she reached the door, she looked back and found that Chu He had disappeared and the lights in the bar were turned off. Except for a lonely small light at the door, everything else was plunged into darkness.

The next day, Luo Zijun crawled out of Tang Jing's bed and looked at her bestie busying around with sleepy eyes: "What happened to me last night?"

Tang Jing was packing up. It was already a little late. "You drank too much last night. Luckily the owner of that store is my friend and notified me. When I got there, you were already drunk. How are you? Are you still feeling bad?"

Luo Zijun looked at Tang Jing, who was standing still, and said hesitantly, "Much better."

Tang Jing was getting dressed while admonishing, "If you feel uncomfortable, just sleep a little longer. There are sandwiches I made in the incubator outside. Remember to eat them when you get up. If you have anything to say, wait until I come back and talk to you. Don't run around."

"Tang Jing..."

"what happened?"

"That man said something to me last night that I thought made a lot of sense."

"That's how Lao Zhuo is. He has a lot of life experience, and sometimes what he says makes sense. What did he say?"

"He said that if a person has too many obsessions, he will lose himself." Luo Zijun paused and said lightly: "Tang Jing, I don't want Chen Jun to be born anymore. I want to live a good life." Luo Zijun was full of hope in her words, but the tears on her cheeks showed that she was still in pain.

The next day, Chu He was very proud of Tang Jing's thanks. He felt that life was so wonderful and he was so awesome. He had won over the heroine with just a few glasses of wine and two or three words. The only one left was the stupid Tang Jing.

I don’t know when Tang Jing finally came to her senses, but He Han is really free and easy.

A week later, He Han invited his former colleagues to the Chuhe store and celebrated his joining Chenxing with his friends.

"Thank you very much for your continued support. I hope that in the days to come, whether in Bianchi or Chenxing, whether as cooperative partners or competitors, our friendship will last forever! Cheers!" He Han raised his glass high and gave a brief toast that was extremely generous.

But the sense of distance revealed between the lines made Tang Jing feel suffocated.

They are all adults now, and they all understand what they should understand after a simple reminder. He Han really let go, and their relationship has returned to being more than just friends.

With complicated feelings, Tang Jing forced a smile and drank the bitter wine in the glass. She didn't know why she felt so bitter and uncomfortable when she was the one who took the initiative to distance herself.

Another drunk was left alone. Chu He looked at Tang Jing lying on the bar with a smile on his face. Is it comfortable to lie in this position?

After He Han and his colleagues left, Tang Jing returned and started drinking one glass after another. She was not heartbroken or crying, but just drank the wine in the glass woodenly. When she finished, she took the bottle and poured it again. When the bottle was empty, she asked for more. Chu He did not stop her. He gave her as much as she wanted, after all, she was his victim.