God gave me a kapok 2

The next day, the two met with Di Anlun.

"Miss Di Anlun, these three projects are very good. The story outline is very brilliant, the degree of realization is high, and the budget is so loose. I am really curious who is the investor of this project?" Fu Jia said.

At this moment, Di Anlun subconsciously glanced at Zhao Muran, who nodded slightly.

Fu Jia followed Di Anlun's gaze to look at Zhao Muran, the answer to the mystery was already clear, Fu Jia pointed at Zhao Muran, "Could it be?"

"Yes, these three films were voted by Ms. Zhao's Mujia Culture Company." Di Anlun nodded with a smile.

"Ha! Zhao Muran, you've lied to me deeply enough!" Fu Jia stretched out her arms and put her arms around Zhao Muran's neck, pulling Zhao Muran closer to her.

"You have to make good money for me!" Zhao Muran forced a smile.

"Okay! Mr. Zhao trusts me so much, I'm so terrified!" Fu Jia let go of Zhao Muran, patted his chest and promised.

After signing the contract, Di Anlun invited the two to a party.

Most of the gatherings in the film and television industry are insiders, so Fu Jia has already met several old friends at the gatherings, and she has already rejected several waves of ambiguous invitations.

Zhao Muran was dragged aside to chat by friends in the music industry, she really didn't want to get too close to Fu Jia now.

Caroline, who came late, walked into the venue wearing a golden dress. Among so many people, she saw Fu Jia at a glance. Since the farewell in Guangzhou, the two of them rarely chatted. Caroline knew it very well. Fu Jia had a new goal and didn't bother, so he congratulated Fu Jia when he won the Oscar.

"Director Fu doesn't know what's wrong, but he turned down my invitation." It was a popular model who spoke.

"Well, I saw her reject Annie too!" said the model's friend.

Caroline frowned slightly, that model was one of Fu Jia's former bed partners, and she was quite favored by me.

Caroline glanced at the model, only to receive a provocative look, and while Caroline walked by, the model deliberately said: "There is one more person who is overbearing."

Caroline raised her lips, she wanted to prove it to them!She walked towards Fu Jia in a graceful manner, rejected several people who invited him to drink, and finally walked to Fu Jia's side.

"Jia!" Caroline hugged Fu Jia.

"Hello! Caroline!" Fu Jia politely hugged back and let go.

"Jia, I haven't seen you for so long, I miss you very much." Caroline caressed Fu Jia's cheeks, her eyes were ambiguous and soft, and the shining light shone on her face, charming and beautiful.

"Sorry, Caroline," Fu Jia flinched, letting Caroline's hands leave her face, "I have a girlfriend, and I'm going to get married soon."

Caroline covered her lips lightly. She didn't expect that Fu Jia would have a day of peace. She was not someone who cares about it. She stretched out her hand, "I can't believe it. She must be a very powerful woman. Congratulations!"

"Haha, thank you!" Fu Jia shook hands with Caroline readily.

The two exchanged a few words, and then Caroline walked away. She knew that Fu Jia, the bed partner, should give up.

Fu Jia walked up to Zhao Muran, wanting to ask whether he should go back first, but found a pile of empty glasses in front of Zhao Muran, and Zhao Muran was so drunk that he was about to collapse.

Fu Jia hurriedly supported Zhao Muran, and asked Zhao Muran's friend with some dissatisfaction, "Why do you make her drink so much!"

"We didn't think about it, but we can't persuade it!" The friends were also very helpless. After sitting down and talking about their relationship life, Zhao Muran started to drink heavily, and they didn't even give them the glass if they wanted to.

"Okay, I'll take her back first." Fu Jia shook her head, picked up Zhao Muran, talked to Di Anlun, and drove back to the hotel.

Fu Jia put Zhao Muran gently on the bed, took off his shoes, and covered him with the quilt.

Just as he was helping Zhao Muran remove the hair accessories and earrings, he saw tears streaming from the corners of Zhao Muran's eyes.

Fu Jia silently wiped away Zhao Muran's tears, recalling what Zhao Muran said about his crush yesterday, sighed and said, "We are all equally stupid."

After making sure that Zhao Muran fell asleep, Fu Jia turned off the light and quietly exited the room.

The next morning, Fu Jia woke up and found that breakfast was on the table, but Zhao Muran had disappeared.

"What about your lady?"

"Director Fu, Miss has already left for New York," the assistant said.

"Fly to New York!?" This is not normal!Fu Jia was a little worried.

"Yes, Director Fu, your flight is two hours later than Miss. We can leave after you have breakfast." The assistant didn't mind being interrupted by Fu Jia, and continued.

"Well, why didn't you wait for me in such a hurry?" Fu Jia sat back in the chair helplessly, not knowing what to eat.

In the afternoon in New York, the sun is already drowsy, and the heat has subsided a lot, leaving only the warm glow.

Because of the constant pruning of the cemetery, with this glow, it just makes people feel quiet and peaceful rather than gloomy.

Zhao Muran was wearing a black coat. Looking closer, she could see that her face was slightly paler than usual, and her clasped hands were trembling undetectably.

Alice was written on the tombstone in front of her. The photo was of a young and beautiful person. It was a pity that one could tell at a glance how sunny and beautiful this life was.

Except for the day of Alice's burial, Zhao Muran had never been there once. She was not ruthless, but too affectionate. She didn't want to face it. It wasn't until today that she stood in front of Alice again. Her heart really hurt.

She stretched out her hand to touch the photo, as if she was limp, she fell down and sat in front of the tomb.

Zhao Mulin in the distance wanted to rush over, but was held back by his wife, An Yu, who shook his head at him, and he closed his eyes in pain, so he had to stand still.

"How can you leave, how can you leave me?" Zhao Muran choked up, repeating this sentence over and over again.

Memories with Alice rushed into her head like a torrent that broke its embankment.

"Is there anyone here?" Alice hugged the book, and Zhao Muran was attracted by her bright smile.

"Would it be better to change the key here?" Alice played the piano keys, and then asked Zhao Muran who was sitting on the left.

"That boy's gift doesn't understand your heart, why accept it!" Alice looked angrily at the forced chocolate in Zhao Muran's hand.

"This... I made this with my own hands." Alice stuffed the music box to Zhao Muran and ran away blushing.

"Do you want to? Really!" Alice was very happy, and embraced Zhao Muran, followed by a long kiss. In Zhao Muran's right hand was Alice's confession letter in the music box.

"Yes, merryme." Alice knelt down on one knee, and Zhao Muran nodded excitedly, "IDO!"

"She's mine!" There was a piercing impact and a male voice whose voice changed with excitement.

"No!"

"Well, live well, I love you forever."

Zhao Muran couldn't feel the tears anymore, but the stickiness on her face told her that she really shed a lot of tears.

But it's really time to let go. Fu Jia's happiness and rejection made her understand that if she didn't let go, she would never be able to move forward.

She straightened up slowly, showing the ugliest smile in her life, "Alice, I'm going to let you go, I'm going to love someone else."

She clutched her chest tightly, saying this made her almost stop breathing, she shook her head, "But I will never stop loving you, you will always live in my heart, this bracelet," she raised her left hand, Alice The bracelet she made is crystal clear and beautiful, just like Alice's pure white soul and the beautiful love between two people.

"I will take it with me forever, and I will accompany me until I die." This sentence, she screamed out with all her strength, this is her oath, she will break the thick barrier surrounding her heart wall.

She closed her eyes and leaned closer, leaving a kiss on Alice's photo. She kissed Alice for the last time. She stood up and left the cemetery without looking back.

Fu Jia was neither sitting nor standing in the Zhao family's villa. When she came back here, she found that none of the masters of the house was there. She didn't answer the phone call to Zhao Muran, but she only said that Muran was fine and would come back later.

"Miss Fu, the young master and miss are back." The family's helper ran over and told Fu Jia.

Fu Jia rushed out to greet her. As soon as they met, Zhao Muran hugged Fu Jia tightly. Fu Jia asked Zhao Mulin with his eyes. The tired Zhao Mulin compared Alice and Cemetery, and then patted Fu Jia on the shoulder. So he took An Yu and the butler away, leaving space for the two of them.

Fu Jia sighed inwardly, Zhao Muran finally went to see Alice, and he didn't know whether it was good or bad.

She just hugged Zhao Muran quietly.

After a long time, Zhao Muran spoke.

"Fu Jia."

"I'm here." Fu Jia replied quickly.

"Remember when I told you I liked someone?"

"remember."

"That person is you." Zhao Muran let go of Fu Jia, straightened up and looked at Fu Jia.

Fu Jia's eyes gradually widened, and all the clues she didn't care about were strung together for a while. Zhao Muran suddenly took care of her beyond friendship, and always said suggestive words. Yu Yu would tell her that I really don't understand how you used to ask girls to care about you.

"It's okay, I know it's impossible for us, if only I could fall in love with you sooner." Zhao Muran touched Fu Jia's face and then let go. She didn't want to be too attached, although it was really painful to part with two loves in one day.

"Muran, I... I'm sorry..." Fu Jia hesitated and could only say these three words.

Zhao Muran shook his head with a smile.

"I went to see Alice just now," Zhao Muran smiled stubbornly, "I let go of her, and I let go of you too, you go back to Guangzhou, go back to Yu Yu, and prepare for the wedding. Actually, there is no need to rush the movie, Di An Lun and the others will be waiting for you."

Zhao Muran turned around at this moment, "We won't meet again during this period of time, I'm temporarily... no, your wedding... I may not be able to come." After finishing speaking, she walked away with big strides, eyes full of tears. shed tears.

Fu Jia looked at Zhao Muran who was drifting away, and could only stand there heavily. She really wanted to go back to Guan Yuyu and let Guan Yuyu hug her. Zhao Muran was her best friend, but in fact... she was also hurt. up.