After the actor broke up

In the ending part, several parts need to be reshot. After talking with the director, it is agreed to start shooting in a week.

He made a very literary film this time, not to mention a big production, and there were very few actors in it. The only big name was Luo Jingyu, so as long as Luo Jingyu was willing to remake, everything would be fine.

Jiangcheng was damp and cold, and it started to rain again.The rain slid across the glass, blurring the figures.

Luo Jingyu concentrated on drinking coffee. One of his managers, Bian Yue, a gold medal manager in the industry, is also Wenzheng's cousin. She has more heroic features, has short hair cut to the ears all the year round, and wears gray, white and black. Chinese style suit, capable and glamorous.

"Did you move to the hotel?" Bian Yue frowned and asked.

"Yeah." Stirring the coffee in his hand, he didn't even lift his eyelids.

"You and Mr. Wen broke up." Not a question, but an affirmation, Bian Yue continued, "It's okay, staying in a hotel is not very good, do you need me to find you a house?" Over the years, fame and money have grown , but Luo Jingyu only bought a house for his parents. As for himself, he has been living with Wen Zheng in his apartment.

Luo Jingyu was silent for a long time, let go of the spoon in his hand, looked at Bian Yue, "No need."

"Why?" Bian Yue asked, "Are you going to move back?" These two people don't seem like people who have a bad temper. When Luo Jingyu moved out, and what happened last time, it must be very unpleasant .

move back?The coffee in the coffee cup was foggy and foggy, Luo Jingyu didn't answer Bian Yue's question, but instead asked: "Sister Yue, do you disapprove of me being with Wen Zheng?"

Bian Yue was taken aback for a moment, her eyes flickered, she put her hair back behind her ears, and said, "It's not that I disagree, it's just that I don't like it."

"Why?" Luo Jingyu asked.

Holding the coffee cup in both hands, rubbing it with her fingers, Bianyue smiled rarely, "There is no reason, it's just intuition, besides, you are making such a fuss now, doesn't it prove that I am not optimistic about it, is it true? ?”

Luo Jingyu looked at Bian Yue for a while, then stopped talking.

"You can take care of your own affairs." Bian Yue looked at the watch in her hand, she was going to pick up her daughter, "Do you need me to send you away?"

"No, you go to work." Luo Jingyu just finished speaking, and Bianyue pulled up her bag, "Then I'll go first, you should pay attention."

Luo Jingyu sat alone in the coffee shop for a long time, where you can overlook the whole city, sitting in the noble coffee shop, but Luo Jingyu was thinking about other things.

After living for 28 years, he has always been decisive and decisive in doing things.

For the first time, I started to get tangled.

I was entangled, whether I really didn't care, I was really a stranger like this.

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In the CEO's office of Xingyu Media, Wen Zheng had just finished a two-hour meeting, and sat in the office dealing with documents until eight o'clock in the evening, before stopping his work.

He beat his lower back, took off his glasses, and pinched the bridge of his nose when there was a knock on the door.

His assistant, Cheng Yi, a refined middle-aged man in his late 30s, came in.

Putting down her hands, Wen Zheng looked at Cheng Yi.

Cheng Yi put a document on his desk, "Mr. Wen, this is Luo Yingdi's proposal for next year's work." There are many artists in the company now, and Wen Zheng has always only asked about one.

"Yeah." Wenzheng took it and didn't say anything more.

Cheng Yi hesitated for a while, but still said: "You really want to withdraw those assistants and let Yingdi Luo choose new candidates."

"Yes." Luo Jingyu said, he actually didn't like being surrounded by his people, being watched all the time and doing everything, reporting to another person, bored to the point of nausea sometimes.Luo Jingyu, clasping the folder tightly with my fingers, I actually just want to know what you are doing, even though, this is a bit sick, I want to change, I am slowly changing, I withdraw the person, you, can you return.

Unable to think about it anymore, Wenzheng withdrew her emotions and looked at Cheng Yi, "Assistant Cheng, do you have anything else to do?"

"It's okay, Mr. Wen, it's already so late, you should go back earlier and pay attention to rest, your complexion is not very good."

Wen Zheng lowered his eyelashes, hummed flatly, and Cheng Yi left, and carefully walked to the door.

Wenzheng looked at the watch on the wall, it pointed to 25:[-], go back, what are you doing there, there is no one there, is there any difference between there and here?

When he was with Luo Jingyu, he was busy filming, but there will always be a day when he will come back.He can wait, with hope, it doesn't matter how long he waits.

But now, the other side of the bed has been cold for many, many days, and it is too cold to sleep at night.

Wenzheng looked at the photo on the table, it was a school play taken by Luo Jingyu, the blue and white school uniform was so clear and touching, standing under the tree, the sunlight was shining through the branches and leaves, between light and dark, the pear on the corner of Luo Jingyu's lips The vortex makes people feel that the years are quiet and good.

"It's all because you are too greedy. When we are together, I want the other person to be full of you." Wen Zheng stroked the photo and said to himself, "When I don't get it, I feel that looking at it often is enough." After I got it, I became greedy, I didn't want him to be with others, I didn't want him to talk to others..."

"You know very well that he loves acting so much, his career is doomed for you to restrain yourself and possessiveness, you know that he is such a good person, except for acting, he will not be ambiguous with anyone .”

"Why, why can't you control yourself?"

"I'm sorry, baby, it's Daddy who made Daddy go away."

"..."

When Wenzheng left the office, it was exactly nine o'clock. When he walked to the parking lot, a phone call came from his friend Yuan Li.

"You're just off work now."

"Yes." Wen Zheng walked silently in the dark night, and there was no one in the whole building except the security guard.

"Xiaozheng, I've already said that the first three months are very important. Besides, your operation is far from perfect. You have to take good care of it. Didn't I tell you to stop working?"

Except for the voice on the phone, the whole world was so quiet that there was only his own footsteps, "Don't worry, I'll take care of the things at hand and go to have a good rest. I won't make fun of myself and my children."

"..." After a long sigh, he continued, "Did you tell him about your pregnancy?"

Wen Zheng's expression fluctuated for a while, "We broke up."

"What!? How could..."

Wen Zheng opened the car door, sat in the driver's seat, fastened her seat belt, interrupted Yuan Li's series of inquiries, and said, "I'll hang up if there's nothing wrong, I'm going home now."

Yuan Li hung up the phone, and Wen Zheng drove to his apartment. When passing by the supermarket, he bought some food and supplements. There was no one else in the middle of the night, only the girl at the cash register sighed silently about her beautiful hands. Such a handsome man.