Respect is worse than obedience

The three days passed quickly, and I didn't keep Musi in the end, but I can't forget the expression on his begging me at the end.

"Hello! I'm here!" Today is the day I made an appointment with Fang Yan. Fang Yan moved and asked me to help.

"Why did you come here, here, this, and this, help me move them up, lightly." Following Fang Yan's command, I took a cardboard box in one hand and walked upstairs.

"Qingzi, that Musi...didn't go to your place?" Fang Yan asked in a secretive way.

"What's the matter, I asked you so suddenly." I lifted the heavy object and looked up at her.

"Well... I saw on the news the day before yesterday that... Musi seems to be very bad recently..." Fang Yan hesitated to speak.

"After suffering for a long time, he went back. He is not suitable for this kind of life." I said flatly, without any emotion.

Now I am becoming more and more cruel.

"But... I think, this time he..."

"Okay, stop talking, I don't want to mention him today, why don't you..." Before Fang Yan could finish speaking, I interrupted her.

"Actually...a few days ago, a man called An Xin came to see me..." I was startled, since I hadn't seen him since my leg was injured last time.

"Why did he come to see you?" I carried my luggage and continued to walk up, trying not to care.

"Talking about Musi, the current Musi doesn't seem to be very good. He didn't say why, but just asked me to persuade you to go and see him." Fang Yan opened the door of the new house, and we put our things in.

"I see. In the future, if he comes to you again, just ignore him and let him come to me directly." I always feel that they shouldn't contact Fang Yan when something happens. After all, they have already caused her a lot of trouble. .

In the coffee shop, I left An Xin's mobile phone number before, and this is the first time I used it today. I sat here 10 minutes earlier, waiting for An Xin's arrival.

"Brother Qingzi!" An Xin hurried in from outside, as if she had just finished work.

"You just got off work?" I couldn't help asking.

"Well, I've been working as Muxico's assistant recently, and I'm very busy." An Xin ordered a cup of hot latte, and sat down to talk to me.

"It doesn't seem to be as unbearable as you said. Don't go to An Yan in the future. Besides, you know where I live." I also picked up the coffee and took a sip.

"Now you, do you really no longer see or know the news about Musi?" An Xin looked at me, as if full of disappointment.

"You don't like him very much, you can too." I turned my head and looked out the window.

"That's different. What he likes is you. Now, he has given up the business world for you and picked up an acting career again. You think he is glamorous on TV, so he must live well!" An Xin seemed to be yelling. .

"He can go back." Such conversations all stimulated my heart.

"You know, he won't go back..."

I did not speak.

"Brother Qingzi, go and see him. He lives in my house now, and he is addicted to alcohol every day. Even if he stopped singing before, he still valued his voice very much. He has never been like this."

I could see that what An Xin said was the truth, his eyes told me that kind of prayer.

"Okay, tomorrow afternoon, I'll go after get off work." I finally agreed to his request, God knows, I actually want to see him every day and think of death.

"Go in, he should be inside."

An Xin opened the door for me. This is a high-end bar where many celebrities, rich people, and rich second generations come. Gong Qing walked in.

"Relax! Why did you come in after going out for so long? Quick, come, drink with me, I..."

When I walked in front of him, he suddenly woke up from the wine and stood up abruptly.

"Qing'er...you...you came to see me." His expression, like a frightened pet, made me feel nervous. Could it be that I am really selfish, I should give him another chance...

"Stop drinking, I want to say a few words to you, let's go out and chat." I glanced at the various expensive wines on the table, turned around, and walked out of the chaotic place of tobacco and alcohol.

"Qing'er, you...I miss you so much, I thought you wouldn't even come to see me." Mu Xi lowered his head, no matter how he tried to cover it up, he couldn't hide the smell of alcohol, as if he was afraid that I would hate him , standing far away, not daring to get close, without any of the previous domineering and star energy.

If there are paparazzi here now, it is probably enough for Musi to make headlines again.

I looked at him and pulled him to move around the corner.

"Musi, is it worth it? Why don't you go back? Is it worth torturing yourself like this." I questioned him, although he likes to sing, but now he is not what he used to be.

"It's worth it, as long as you are willing to accept me again, I'm worth everything." This time, he wasn't timid, his eyes were firm.

My eyes met and turned away immediately.

"Okay, I read it too, you go back to sleep, don't drink so much alcohol, now you, do you still want to be a singer!"

After speaking, I asked An Xin to take him home, and I planned to take a taxi back.

"Qing'er..." Just as I was turning around, Musi grabbed my hand.

I sighed deeply, turned around, and let go of his hand.

"Musi, go back and wash up early. I know I may be too selfish. Allow me some time. I'm just afraid of getting hurt again."

"Really! Well, I'll go home now, sleep well, don't worry, I won't let you get hurt or worry anymore, absolutely not."

Musi's eyes lit up instantly, and he happily held my hand like a child.

On the way back, An Xin called me and said they had arrived home, and thanked me for being able to see Musi today.

After hanging up on An Xin, I called Fang Yan again and told her about today's events to reassure her.

It was very late when I got home, and I called my mother again. After being questioned by my mother, I lay on the bed exhausted, thinking about what happened today, Gong Qing, after all these years, you still can't let go.

Tossing and turning unable to fall asleep, I got up and turned on the TV.

There are a lot of gossip programs at night, and if one is broadcast randomly, there will be news about Musi in it.

"Mosi, a well-known French mixed-race singer, signed a contract with a domestic entertainment company today. It is said that this time Mosi entered the entertainment industry again, probably because of a falling out with the father behind him..."

With a bang, I turned off the TV again. What happened to Musi always gave me a headache. I didn't want to think about it anymore, so I couldn't sleep.

I went to the refrigerator to get some wine, poured myself a glass, just one glass, my stomach still hurts.

Thinking about what happened in these years, scene by scene, how much is sweet, how much is hurt, so I am afraid, afraid that I will be hurt again, so I dare not accept this relationship again.

But I know, I know better than anyone else, my own heart, my own feelings, my cowardice.