I finally became what you like

Xiuni was the first to notice that the ring that Miao Qingyu had been wearing on her ring finger was missing.After the shooting scene ended, the place was still empty.

In the past four years, Xiuni has seen it more clearly than anyone else. Even if he takes a 10-minute break during the work process, for a short 10 minutes, Miao Qingyu has a habit of putting the ring back on.He asked Miao Qingyu, and Miao Qingyu told him that at the time, the original words were that he was panicked when he didn't wear the ring on his hand.

He had laughed at Miao Qingyu because of this, and made jokes about him, but now he can't laugh anymore.

Miao Qingyu was still filming, so he didn't ask no matter how curious he was, the filming of the scene would be over soon, and he was worried that it would affect Miao Qingyu's state if he asked too many questions, and Miao Qingyu looked the same as usual, no Be happy or not, he has grown a lot in a short period of time, and he has become calmer, which makes people feel distressed.

At the end of the scene, there is a 5-minute break in the transition.

The ring has been worn on my hand for four years, and I am used to wearing it every day. When it suddenly becomes empty, I always subconsciously touch the empty place.Miao Qingyu was stunned, and he stared blankly at the circle of marks printed on the skin under the ring.

Traces left by finger prints can disappear, but how long does it take for traces in the heart to dissipate?

The second act begins.

He brought emotion into the scene, the parting scene with Bai Yan at the train station, tears welled up in his eyes, the eye sockets were flushed, from the beginning to the end, he never really cried out.He was so sad, after the director called to stop, Huone hurriedly took him to the lounge to wipe his face, just as the wet towel touched his eyelids, the tears hidden in his eye sockets fell like broken crystals.

He blinked and asked, "Am I acting well?"

Xiuni nodded and praised: "Very good."

"I feel good too."

The separation of the supporting role from the leading actor meant that his play had basically come to an end, that was the last time they met, and the remaining seven days of filming were all based on Bai Yan's perspective.

Miao Qingyu flipped through the script in her hand: "Shuni, I will rest tomorrow and the day after tomorrow."

Xiuni couldn't agree more, with compassionate eyes in his eyes: "I need a good rest, and you didn't sleep last night." He suddenly thought of something, "Are you going to do something you can't think of?"

Miao Qingyu asked him: "What can't you think about?"

Xiu Ni moved his lips, scratched his heart and lungs with questions, and finally put his arms around Miao Qingyu's shoulders, saying earnestly: "The most important thing is that you are happy."

He smiled easily, his cheeks sunken into shallow dimples.

"Ask him to the theater tomorrow, do you think he will agree?"

Xiu Ni's jaw was a little bit: "I definitely agree!"

"If he doesn't agree, I will find a way to let him go with me."

Xiuni laughed a few times, dryly, and finally couldn't hold back, and asked in a low voice: "Ancestor, did you lose your ring?"

Miao Qingyu shook her head, reached into her trouser pocket, took it out and put it back on her ring finger.The fingers are slender, clean and strong, making people want to hold them tightly in their palms at a glance.

It's a pity that the people he likes rarely hold hands with him.

How can people who don't even hold hands go hand in hand for a lifetime?

He said: "The ring looks good, I went to choose it together with him, and when we saw this one we decided on it tacitly."

Xiu Ni's eyes suddenly became sore, and he said in a firm tone, "It looks good!"

"Unfortunately it doesn't suit me anymore."

After Miao Qingyu finished speaking, he took off the ring, and Shuni opened and closed his mouth, looking like he wanted to cry.

Xiuni said, "Four years, don't you want it?"

Miao Qingyu bowed her head: "I understand, take me home, I don't know how long it will take for him to come back tonight."

This idea is not something that can be thought of in a day or two. He has given himself many opportunities, not for Xue Cheng.In this unbalanced relationship, he is the one who is greedy, the one who enters the drama, and the one who persists. After a long time, it becomes his one-man show.It's not that Xue Cheng doesn't want to join the show, but the object is not him.

Xue Cheng was not at home, and the guest room where Xiao Fu lived was cleaned up.He went back to the bedroom and sat for half an hour, then went to the study and turned on the computer to write a document.

There are thick letters locked in his drawer. When he was a child, his mother told him the story of the time machine. He fantasized that one day he would send these letters recording bits and pieces from the present to the future.The story may have happened on a warm afternoon many years later, when he took out a thick stack of letters from the mailbox, which recorded his vague and incomprehensible mood.The two rely on each other, and the seal is slowly opened.

Xue Cheng doesn't talk much, it doesn't matter, he can read to the other party slowly, the most important thing Xue Cheng lacks is patience, he believes that the other party can concentrate on listening to him.

Miao Qingyu has no shortage of romantic fantasies about the future, but the reality proves that his arrangements are all empty joys.

He put the signed documents in the drawer, Cupid finished his dog food, and wanted to go out to play cute with him.

Xue Cheng dialed the number at home and said that he might be home later, and he said yes.Xue Cheng said that he would not take Xiao Fu back, and he agreed.

His docile attitude should suit Xue Cheng's wishes, and he returned before ten o'clock in the evening.

Miao Qingyu and Cupid leaned on the sofa to watch TV. Xue Cheng hung his coat on the hanger and asked him, "Don't you go to bed early today?"

"Tomorrow is off. My friend gave me two tickets. Can I watch a new play recently?" He said, "I haven't been alone with you for a long time."

It's been a long time, even Xue Cheng couldn't remember the last time the two dated alone.

Xue Cheng said, "Wait until I arrange things..."

"What if we can't make arrangements?" Miao Qingyu asked him, "Do you want to help with the Xiao family's funeral? Xiao Fu needs your care, and there are work arrangements. With so many things, you can't let me go a little bit Is there a row in the front? I want one day, and I understand what you want to do after that, is my request too much?"

Xue Cheng nodded in agreement and asked him what time tomorrow is.He had questions and answers, and even sat at the table with Xue Cheng and had supper face to face.

Xue Cheng quietly watched him eat half of it: "Do you still want to vomit?"

A cup of freshly poured hot water was delivered to him, and Miao Qingyu drank it cleanly, and thanked Xue Cheng.

Xue Cheng didn't go to the guest room at night, they slept together.Before turning off the lights, Xue Cheng inadvertently saw Miao Qingyu's empty fingers, and subconsciously asked, "Why don't you wear a ring?"

"Maybe it was left in the bathroom while taking a shower. I'll look for it tomorrow."

Miao Qingyu didn't wear a ring early the next morning, and Xue Cheng just asked casually last night, so he didn't pay attention.

Xue Cheng drove out and made a phone call while waiting at the intersection on the way to the theater.The other party might be a nanny, and according to his brief confession, he was probably invited to take care of Xiao Fu temporarily.

Miao Qingyu looked sideways at Xue Cheng's meticulous expression, thinking that this person was not inconsiderate.He and Xue Cheng really met each other, not counting the dinner party, but the second time they met in the theater was the first time they met this person.

Xiao Fu is studying drama performance, and he often asks Xue Cheng to watch it together.That day, Xiao Fu had something to do and left, and it was raining heavily, so Xue Cheng stayed alone to watch the performance later, and met Miao Qingyu who was sitting next to him.

Miao Qingyu was thinking about inviting Xue Cheng to dinner, the meal was an excuse, the real purpose was just to get to know this person.Looking back on his open and generous invitation, a large part of the reason why Xue Cheng agreed to have dinner with him should be because of his somewhat similar face to Xiao Fu.

Look, the beginning of his and Xue Cheng's intersection was all related to Xiao Fu.

The play was about a farewell story. Halfway through the performance, the screen of Xue Cheng's cell phone lit up.He didn't turn on the sound and vibration, and it was always on.

Miao Qingyu focused on Xue Cheng's face, knowing that he wanted to answer.

After three missed calls, Xue Cheng's expression was vaguely anxious.The performance was almost over, Xue Cheng looked at him, raised his mobile phone to signal him, and then went towards the bathroom.

At this moment, Miao Qingyu's heart was as still as water, he knew that the story was about to end and the protagonist left.

Xue Cheng picked up the car very quickly, and said, "Xiao Fu didn't know where he was going. The nanny searched all afternoon and couldn't find it. I'll take you home and check the situation."

"Ok, I will wait for you."

Until this time, Miao Qingyu couldn't figure out why someone could take care of their family and another person halfway.He wanted more than half, and he couldn't afford the half.

He went upstairs, took out the document and carefully read it several times. At 11:30, he received a message from Xue Cheng. He sent Xiao Fu, who was fainted by the roadside, to the hospital, and he might not be back until tomorrow morning.

Miao Qingyu replied with a good word. After waiting for so long, it may not be impossible to wait another night.

The night was long, and Miao Qingyu, who had nothing to do, packed two boxes of her own luggage.

He leaned tiredly on the carpet and looked at the golden retriever: "Cupid, do you want to come with me?"

Cupid looked at him suspiciously.

He sent Xue Cheng harassing text messages in a mess, and it took half an hour to receive a reply from Xue Cheng.

Xiao Fu won't argue with you.

Miao Qingyu has always believed that happiness can be won by herself, but now Xue Cheng told him that Xiao Fu would not fight with him.

He laughed, this was the last time he wanted to fight, but Xue Cheng took the initiative to cut off his thoughts.

Xue Cheng arrived home at 09:30 in the morning, his coat was scratched and wrinkled, and he saw Miao Qingyu sitting on the sofa, looking like he had been sitting for a long time.

The two looked equally embarrassed.

Miao Qingyu said: "I have something to give you."

Xue Cheng noticed the ring on the table and frowned to ask, Miao Qingyu handed him the signed divorce agreement.

Xue Cheng pinched the agreement and read it carefully: "What do you mean?"

"divorce."

The meaning of divorce was elaborated and reorganized in Xue Cheng's mind: "Miao Miao, don't mess around."

Miao Qingyu looked at him calmly: "You told me not to argue, Xue Cheng, I won't argue this time."

He let out a long breath, and lowered his tone, like a feather falling on Xue Cheng's ear: "Things have developed to this day, and there is nothing to argue about."

"Xue Cheng, ask yourself, do you love me? It's been four years, with your intelligence, don't you know who I've been playing the past few years..."

"I love you, and you have responded to me. It's a pity, you said it's love, it's true, but it's not mine, it's yours and Xiao Fu's. I married you these few years, and lived with you day and night. It's Xiao Fu, not me, Miao Qingyu."

He stared at Xue Cheng with light in his eyes: "I don't want to be Xiao Fu anymore, I'm tired of acting. Xue Cheng, let's divorce."

"You take your responsibility and Xiao Fu and leave."

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I thought that happiness could be achieved by myself, if not in one year, it would be two years, and after two years, three or four years.

This year is the fourth year of marriage. During the process, I tried to get him out of your heart slowly, and even did a stupid thing in order to win your attention.

Before I knew it, I had transformed myself into his image.I put on everything about him, Xiao wanted to steal happiness from your heart.

Happiness is poison in sugar, very sweet and addictive.You give me attention, and I can't help but want to steal more.I play addiction and forget what reality is.

I used to think you were a ruthless person, until I saw your unintentional gaze on him in the hospital, it was so gentle that I wanted to cry.

Since then, I have clearly understood that you have always had a tender corner in your heart, but that place has not been reserved for me, even if I become him, I am just a counterfeit, and he is the one sitting in it. people in position.

All your vivid emotions are reserved for him.

It's just that the night when we met was so gentle, it made me immerse myself in fantasy and romantic dreams.I keep creating one dream after another for myself, forgetting that no matter how long the dream is, there will always be a day when I wake up.

A counterfeit is a counterfeit after all, no matter how much I pretend to be like him, I can't become him, and I can't bear to split you with him.

Xue Cheng, I don't regret meeting you, let alone whether it's worth it or not, all stories are predestined.

I was destined to fall in love with you at first sight, and I was destined to make this decision.

When I met you for the first time, I felt that you were a gift given to me by fate. Now that I think about it, although the gift is precious, it is not suitable for everyone, at least I am not suitable for you.

Since you can't let go of your responsibility to him, I will generously fulfill you for the last time.

Love was given to you, and now freedom is also given to you.

Your life, I quit.

The author has something to say: The article will be entered into V tomorrow, and I will work hard for three updates. I hope you will support me a lot.

Shameless begging for a wave of author's column collection, there will be prompts when opening articles in the future o///o