【Mo Mao】Best Actor

When choosing the elevator floor, Mu Xuanying pressed 19.

On the way back, he felt exhausted a few times and wanted to contact Mo Yu to talk about it another day, but every time he had to make a phone call, he changed his mind again.

My head is so heavy...

Mu Xuanying stared at the rising number and thought: Judging from Mo Yu's tone, it shouldn't be an important matter, so let's go over and say hello before returning.

The trial script he brought from Tang Ying was still in his arms, and the current scene was somewhat familiar.

Once, he also went to Mo Yu with the script, and that was the first time he went to Mo Yu's house.At that time, I was unavoidably excited and apprehensive, and perhaps a little flattered.

After all, it was Mo Yu, an actor he had loved for a long time.To be able to speak face to face, how could it not make him feel ups and downs, making it difficult to calm down.

How long has passed, and I don't know when it started. From the moment when he first met Mo Yu, he couldn't help being nervous, but now he can talk naturally, like an old friend.When it comes to the point of the change, it's hard to say at what moment, anyway, before he knew it, Mo Yu had already walked up to him and became a palpable and perceptible existence.

When the floor arrived, he walked to the door of 1903 and rang the doorbell.

Mo Yu quickly opened the door: "Hey, didn't you say I'm going to your house?"

Mu Xuanying stared blankly at him, and said after a while, "...that's right."

Mo Yu stared at him for a few seconds, then stepped back and said, "Come in."

Mu Xuanying followed him into the room, kicked something, and looked down, it was a pair of slippers.

He looked at the pair of Mo Yu's feet, and then at the pair of slippers: "Your house...isn't it the only shoe for you?"

Mo Yu pouted, but didn't answer.

Mu Xuanying took off her shoes and put them on, and suddenly realized something: "Did I say something wrong?"

"No."

He wasn't sure if he heard Mo Yu sigh, but he only knew that Mo Yu pulled the script out of his hand, took his arm with the other hand, and led him into the room involuntarily.

He followed Mo Yu all the way until Mo Yu opened a door and pulled him in.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw a large double bed with snow-white and clean mattresses. Before Mu Xuanying could ask, "Why did you bring me to your bedroom?" He threw it on the bed.

Mu Xuanying fell into the bed and struggled to get up.Mo Yu moved quickly, took off his slippers, and stuffed his legs under the bed.

No way... This bed is too comfortable, and the quilt smells so good, as if it has been soaked in the sun, and when I sniff it, I feel warm in my heart.

Mu Xuanying fought hard against the drowsiness: "Let me get up..."

Mo Yu covered him with a quilt, and pressed the corner of the quilt to make him unable to move: "Stop talking, go to sleep."

"Isn't this your bed... If you want to sleep, I'll go home and sleep."

"Don't think about it, I can't let you stay alone, no one will find out when you fall asleep."

Mu Xuanying looked at him with half-closed eyes, feeling that everything in front of her was magical: "The script..."

"Don't worry, I'll put it away for you."

Mu Xuanying yawned softly, and moved in the quilt: "I didn't change my clothes, it will dirty your bed."

"What nonsense?" Mo Yu put his hand close to cover his eyelids, "Go to sleep, we will talk again when you wake up."

The field of vision suddenly darkened, and the warmth of Mo Yu's palm felt a sense of peace of mind.

Mu Xuanying soon fell into a dark dream, and the last impression before his consciousness became blurred was that Mo Yu was tucking him in, and his fingers seemed to touch his face.

This time Mu Xuanying slept for a long time, and when she woke up, the room was dark.He rubbed his eyes and turned on the bedside lamp.After his consciousness came back, he gradually realized that this was not his home, not his bed.

Tucked under his chin, he turned his head and saw that the off-white curtains were closed, and two plain cushions were placed on the bay window that floated inward.

Just downstairs in his room, there is a similar bay window.He sometimes sits on it and reads, and occasionally looks out of the window, where he can see the garden and the artificial lake.From a bird's-eye view, the water of Napo Lake looks like a piece of Green Ping, surrounded by overgrown grass blades and climbing branches.

I don't know if Mo Yu was like him, sitting on the bay window and looking down.

He imagined that scene: the sky was clear and the sun was shining, Mo Yu was sitting leaning against the side of the bay window, with one knee bent, his elbow resting on his knee, his chin propped up and his face looking down, his handsome face was calm, No sorrow, no joy...

Mu Xuanying blinked her eyes vigorously, the illusion receded, and on the empty bay window, two cushions were next to each other.

He pursed his lips, he was so handsome, no matter what he did, he looked like he was shooting a poster.

Looking at the time, it was already evening. He had had a full sleep and had enough energy, so he didn't plan to stay in bed any longer.He lifted the quilt and jumped out of bed, looked back, the mattress was wrinkled, and looked at the shirt on his body, it was also wrinkled.

Mu Xuanying let out a breath, not caring about herself, she went to pull the sheet first, trying to flatten it.

As soon as his hands grabbed the sheets, the bedroom door was pushed open.

Mo Yu stood there, turned on the light in the room with one hand, looked at him and smiled, "Why don't you call me when you wake up."

"Just woke up," Mu Xuanying looked at the scene on the bed, feeling very ashamed, "Sorry, I messed it up."

"Don't worry about it, I'll clean up later," Mo Yu approached him, held his shoulders, and pushed him into the living room, "Come out for dinner first."

The food has been set on the table, a plate of stir-fried kale, a plate of roasted pork with honey, and some Cantonese dim sum.

Mu Xuanying came over after rinsing his mouth, and Mo Yu was serving him porridge.

Put the spoon in the porridge bowl and scoop out two fresh shrimps.

Mu Xuanying looked up at Mo Yu across the table: "You did it?"

"Praise me," Mo Yu twitched the corner of his mouth, "Thank you for the takeaway."

"Let me tell you..." Mu Xuanying swallowed a spoonful of porridge, "You really didn't do it."

He looks handsome and has good acting skills. If his cooking skills are top-notch, will he be able to survive for others?

"If you want me to do it, it's not impossible," Mo Yu raised his eyebrows, "What benefits do you get in exchange?"

"No thanks!" Mu Xuanying made a firm gesture of rejection, "Let's leave this kind of good thing to others."

He is still very young, so he doesn't want to die early in the dark cooking.

Mo Yu chuckled softly, "That's right, it looks like he's slept well."

Noticing that Mo Yu hadn't touched his chopsticks, Mu Xuanying asked him, "Why don't you eat?"

"I've eaten, I'm not hungry." As Mo Yu said, he suddenly took out his phone and clicked it on him.

It happened that Mu Xuanying bit the spoon and didn't react for a while.

He spat out the spoon, with a look of bewilderment: "Why are you secretly filming me..."

"Fair and fair, how can you call it a sneak shot?" Mo Yu rubbed her thumb on the phone screen a few times, and laughed, "Did you know that you snore when you sleep, and you also drool for a long time?"

Mu Xuanying subconsciously wiped the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand: "...No! Are you still filming me sleeping?"

Mo Yu's heart is really bad. Fortunately, he felt guilty for messing up his bed, and actually took pictures of his ugly appearance after he was asleep to laugh at him.

He reached out to snatch the phone and delete it. Mo Yu was already on guard and stepped back: "Don't dream, I won't show it to you."

"You have violated my right to portrait!" In desperation, he could only think of this sentence.

"Oh," Mo Yu was not afraid, and even winked at him, "You can invade back."

Mu Xuanying patted the table lightly, and said angrily, "Then I'll pat you too!"

Look, he's going to take a bunch of ugly photos of Mo Yu to fight back.

She reached for her trouser pocket but didn't find her phone, so Mu Xuanying said "Hey" in surprise.When he raised his eyes, Mo Yu was shaking his mobile phone with the other hand: "Hey, kid, the awareness of prevention is too low."

Mu Xuanying pursed her lips, she must have touched it while he was asleep, "Give it back to me."

Mo Yu returned the original and put the phone in his palm.As soon as he got his phone back, he turned on the camera, and the lens was aimed at Mo Yu.

Mo Yu knew that he would be like this, he did not dodge or dodge, and looked directly at his camera, with a generous gesture of "shoot as much as you want, don't be polite to me".

Mu Xuanying stared at Mo Yu on the phone screen, and the angry expression on her face gradually faded, replaced by one who couldn't help being dazed.

Mo Yu in the camera was smiling at him.

Mo Yu's expression was very focused, and the smile in his eyes seemed to be tender, like the tide under the moonlit night, wrapped in fragments of light, wave after wave, slowly pouring in.

Mo Yu in the camera raised his brows, sighed helplessly, and then laughed again: "Is the filming done? Can I move?"

Mu Xuanying quickly clicked a few photos, put down her phone, and buried her head: "...I'll eat first."

After he put down his chopsticks, Mo Yu got up to tidy up and told him not to move.

He didn't have the nerve to sit and watch, so he also went to help.

The two tidied up, talking to each other from time to time.

Mu Xuanying picked up the dinner plate: "I can't even remember, how could I sleep here with you."

"You," Mo Yu wiped the table, paused his hands, as if thinking of something funny, "I will understand when I see your face when I open the door."

"Understand what?"

"Ah," Mo Yu sighed intentionally, then changed his expression in a blink of an eye, slumped his face and frowned, and said bitterly, "You have 'so sleepy, sleepy, don't let me sleep' written all over your face." , I'll cry for you.'"

"Go," Mu Xuanying spat lightly, wanting to hit him with the bowl in her hand, "Stop insulting me."

"Really, I knew I should have taken a photo to leave evidence," Mo Yu turned on the faucet to wash his hands, "It's been hard work, let's go rest."

Although Mo Yu told him to rest, he slept for a long time and was full of energy at this time, so he didn't plan to sleep again.He didn't realize until he sat down on the couch in the living room that he hadn't asked Mo Yu why he called him.

Sitting next to him, Mo Yu handed over an orange: "I said nothing, I just want to see you."

"I didn't see you just a few days ago..." Mu Xuanying's words stuck in her throat, recalling that he lost to Mo Yu in the karting race and almost kissed Mo Yu.

He quietly aimed his eyes at the tip of Mo Yu's nose, and before Mo Yu turned his head to look at him, he turned his face away, pretending to concentrate on peeling the oranges.

"Want to watch a movie?" Mo Yu pressed the remote control, and the TV screen on standby turned on, and the screen was still on the scene of the battlefield. The fire and smoke from the bomb exploded, blurring the people and the scene.

"Okay." Mu Xuanying immediately agreed, the idea of ​​watching a movie is great, it saves you the embarrassment of having nothing to say, and you don't have to keep recalling embarrassing things.

"By the time you wake up, I've already read half of it, so go back." Mo Yu was about to press back, when half of the peeled orange was stuffed in his hand.

"No, how uncomfortable it is for you. Go on and look down. I will make up for the previous ones."

Mo Yu glanced at him, smiled and said, "Okay."

The static picture moved, the solidified fire smoke steamed outward, the screams of being hit one after another sounded on the battlefield, the camera angle changed, and a close-up of a person was recorded in the mirror.

His expression was firm, his eyes were piercing, his teeth were clenched, his cheeks were tense, and his face was covered with blood and sweat, smoke and ashes.

Mu Xuanying's eyes flickered, she took a breath between her lips and teeth, and recognized who this person was.

"...Luo Feng?"

The Luo Feng on the screen was much younger than the one he had seen in real life, and the profile of the camera revealed a bit of youthfulness.He moved around on the dangerous battlefield, with the butt of his gun on his shoulder and fired repeatedly, his movements were so fast that he couldn't see clearly.

"Well, this is his famous work "Bloodstorm". The action is beautiful and the plot is not bad. It is a good work."

"I just saw him two days ago." Mu Xuanying stared at the TV and said.

"Oh, really," Mo Yu said nonchalantly, "What a coincidence."

In the movie, Luo Feng finished firing a box of ammunition, changed the clips, and kicked away an enemy who was trying to sneak up on him. He turned around and fired with a single shot. He knocked off a head just sticking out of the wall .

"Wow, so handsome!" Mu Xuanying exclaimed.

Mo Yu was a little apprehensive: "Heh, is he as handsome as me?"

Mu Xuanying's attention was so absorbed by the movie that he didn't even give him a glance out of the corner of his eye.

So Mo Yu became more and more unhappy, and began to doubt whether it was the right thing to do for Mu Xuanying to watch Luo Feng's movies.He originally wanted to use this to introduce the topic, and to insinuate Luo Feng's purpose of finding Mu Xuanying.Although he had other ways to find out, but he wanted Mu Xuanying to take the initiative to confide in him.

Now that Mu Xuanying is preoccupied with watching a movie, it is difficult for him to interrupt.

After entering the literary drama, Mu Xuanying was finally willing to talk to him, and turned to ask him: "How old was Luo Feng when he made this movie?"

Mo Yu replied with a good temper: "In your early twenties, it's about the same as you are now. Speaking of which, not long after he made "Bloodstorm", he won the Best Supporting Actor in Golden Rose for another movie."

"Bravo!"

"Well," Mo Yu looked at the screen and said, "Although I haven't worked with him before, I have heard a lot about him. In terms of dedication and professionalism, he is no worse than me." At this point, he smiled, "If there is a chance , really want to cooperate."

Hearing Mo Yu's words, an indescribable feeling crept into Mu Xuanying's heart.He shook his fingers, feeling that the orange juice stained on his hands was sticky and quite uncomfortable.

"Well, I'll wash my hands first." He stood up.

Mo Yu picked up the remote control: "Press pause and wait for you."

"It's not too late." He waved his hand and went to the bathroom.

After washing his hands, he came out softly, without making a sound, and stood leaning against a wall.

Perhaps because his footsteps were too light, Mo Yu didn't notice him and was still looking at the TV screen.

Mo Yu was watching Luo Feng in the movie, and Mu Xuanying was watching Mo Yu in the movie.

Mo Yu watched with all his attention, without any other distractions. His look seemed to be looking at a good opponent who deserved respect and was worthy of being taken seriously.

Xu Shi saw the wonderful things, his eyes suddenly lit up, showing a sense of admiration, and a eager smile appeared on his lips.

Mu Xuanying looked at Mo Yu without blinking, that unspeakable emotion filled her heart with a sour taste, quietly pervading, slowly spreading...

Is it envy, or, even, a little envy?

His eyes stayed on Mo Yu's side face, and he repeatedly traced it. Suddenly, his thoughts became connected, and he suddenly understood what was on his mind.

Rainy...

Mo Yu.

How I wish you could look at me with the same eyes.

***

At the end of the movie, the male protagonist who was covered in bruises crawled on the ground. He used the only arm that could move as power to move inch by inch, leaving a rubbed bloodstain behind his feet.

His face was no longer human-like, a mouthful of blood froth spit out of his mouth, and his eyes became cloudy and absent-minded.He climbed to the edge of the steel ledge, stretched out, and used that hand to reach for a thick hemp rope. Several times he was close to reaching it, but the hemp rope slipped from his hand.

But he still grabbed it, but unfortunately, he no longer had the strength to swing the rope out of a sufficient arc.He tightened the hemp rope and looked up, the inside of the huge round clock looked like a bottomless black hole.

Luo Feng looked at it, and suddenly smiled, his eyes became bright again, condensing into an indestructible brilliance.The hemp rope was wrapped around his wrist a few times, and his elbows touched the ground. He continued to crawl forward, moving his body towards the suspended space.

Mu Xuanying outside the screen didn't dare to vent his breath, a painful suffocation swept over him accompanied by a doomed desperation, his throat seemed to be completely blocked, his eye sockets were swollen, because he didn't blink for a long time, Sore to the point of tears.

Luo Feng fell, and his body swung like a swinging pendulum in a curved arc, which also drove the hammer to strike the clock wall.The giant clock vibrated and roared, like throwing a stone into the water. The sound wave centered on the clock and oscillated outward in circles, rising from the ground to the sky.

The bell had rung, and would go on ringing, as if it would not rest until all the people in the city were awakened.

The morning light breaks and the light penetrates.

The last shot stopped on the blood-stained hemp rope, the hand that was slowly slipping down.

The screen turns to black.

One word followed another, popping out on the black background——

Get up and hit the dawn bell on the tall building, don't believe that the world is deaf.

This line of words was heavily reflected in Mu Xuanying's eyes, and he sucked his nose hard to suppress the bitterness at the tip of his nose and the moisture in his eyes.

Mo Yu could see his reaction, and gently touched his head with his hand, without saying anything, got up and walked into the kitchen, leaving him a secret space to digest on his own.

Mo Yu opened the refrigerator door, took out two bottles of ice spring water, and put them on the cooking table at one side.He closed the sliding door, resting his hands on the edge of the sink, staring at the silver faucet.

"Bloodstorm" is a good movie, he knows that Luo Feng is a good actor, and he admits it.However, seeing Mu Xuanying looking at Luo Feng who was covered in blood and holding back his tears, he became ridiculously jealous.

The movie is so close to life, it presents scenes similar to reality, introduces the audience's deja vu plot, and runs through the desires, beliefs, appeals, emotions and dreams shared by all people.It's not uncommon for a good movie to make those who watch it laugh and cry.

The reason is clear, but Mo Yu is still jealous.

Mu Xuanying has expressed her love to him more than once, and she is very fond of the roles he has played.However, he had never been able to witness the expression Mu Xuanying would show when appreciating his works.

Will it be like just now, as if all the hearts and souls have been attracted?

Mo Yu took a deep breath, turned around, unscrewed the lid, and poured several mouthfuls of cold water.The desire to control and monopolize that has never been shown in front of Mu Xuanying are all wildfires in my heart, and I dare not let them be seen easily.

Mu Xuanying didn't know what a terrifying person he was, if she knew what he wanted to do to him, she would panic and run away from him, why would she stick to him happily and relaxed like she is now.

He must have endured it for too long, resisting to go any further, not simply pointing it out, but forcibly suffocating the scorching emotions that have long been able to start a prairie fire with a heat-insulating cover, disguised under the safe skin of an ordinary friend.

The tenderness and concern are not fake, it's just that the caring cup of warm water that someone took over was supposed to be a cup of boiling hot water that could burn people's hands, but he chose to cover it with his hands, and if he wanted to burn it, he would only burn himself.

"Eh?"

The light in the kitchen was turned on, and Mu Xuanying stood at the door, watching his expression: "Are you all right? I haven't seen you coming out."

Mo Yu raised her eyes and looked at the concerned look on his face.After a good night's sleep, Mu Xuanying's complexion looked much better, revealing a seductive pink.His eyes are really good. When his heart is vigorous, he is full of heroism. When he is soaked in water, he will be soft and tender. He has a bright heart and eyes, and he is naturally attractive.

For a moment, Mo Yu almost grabbed his shoulders and pressed him against the wall. He had to kiss him until he couldn't breathe. His whole body was so weak that he couldn't even stand up, so he could only snuggle softly into his arms. , is enough.

No...

The water bottle was cold and stiffened his hand.

No.

not the right time yet.

His feelings for me are very different from my feelings for him.

The fish is underwater, and the water is so clear that you can see the fish at a glance.How free it is in the water, the fish wags its tail happily, how could it know that it has been stared at by people on the water.

The bait line swung through long traces in the air, and plunged into the water with a sharp plunge.

A tug-of-war began.

The fishhook hangs the bait and stops there, motionless, as if it has already been stationed here, like the water, the pebbles, the floating aquatic plants and the soft moss, they all originally existed in the world of fish .

The fish finally found it and swallowed the bait, but did not dare to approach it rashly.

The fish circled the hook, testing it from far and near, would this thing be safe?

Sometimes the fish will act like they are about to bite the hook. At this time, you must not move, and you must not let the excitement infect your brain. Forbearance.

not enough.

The degree to which he is attached to me is not enough.

Mo Yu screwed back the bottle cap, held the mouth of another bottle of water and shook it towards Mu Xuanying, with a normal voice: "Do you want some water?"

Still have to wait.

I have endured until today, but not in vain.

Until he discovers it himself, until he is willing.

When he had a complete epiphany, his heart would be clenched when he thought of me, it was sweet and painful at the same time.

When he sees no one else in the world except me, he can only let me go in those beautiful eyes, he laughs because of me, and cries only because of me.

Mu Xuanying took the bottle of water unsuspectingly, and smiled at him: "Thank you."

Mo Yu stood where he was, and returned a restrained smile, as if he didn't care: "Be polite to me."

Mu Xuanying sniffled, turned her gaze away, and after taking a few breaths, she made up her mind: "I have something to tell you."

***

He told Mo Yu exactly what happened when he met Luo Feng, and also said that he had decided to attend the audition.

While he was speaking, Mo Yu never interrupted, he was thinking while listening.

It is indeed a rare opportunity for a newcomer to act as the leading actor in a movie.What's more, the Liaozhai Qitan series has a good reputation, and the ratings are very high.With Zhuyu in front, the pressure of participating in the show is unavoidable.

"That script was for the audition for "Xi Fangping"." Mu Xuanying raised his chin towards the document on the coffee table, suddenly, he frowned and let out a series of wailing, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Mo Yu was taken aback by him, thinking he had bumped into something.

Mu Xuanying turned her head and looked straight at him: "I hate you!"

These three words directly hit Mo Yu's heart and shattered it. His eyes went dark and the sky was about to collapse.

"Why did you show me Luo Feng's movie? If you don't watch it, you don't know how big the gap is." Mu Xuanying covered her face with her hands, "Oh my God, he is so young and his acting skills are so good. I am so sad to watch it." , I even forgot that he was sitting opposite me drinking coffee two days ago."

With his heart back in place, Mo Yu heaved a sigh of relief and couldn't laugh or cry.Mu Xuanying was outspoken and said what he thought, but he was really tossed.

However, he secretly rolled his eyes in dissatisfaction: Can you stop bragging about Luofeng in front of me?No matter how good Luo Feng is, can it compare to how nice I am to you?

"He actually recommended me to play Xi Fangping..." Mu Xuanying's face was still buried in her hands, "How do you compare with someone who even wants to work with you, how do I compare..."

It didn't sound right to Mo Yu, and the more he said it, the more frustrated he became, it wasn't right.Can't you watch a movie played by Luo Feng and feel so inferior that you dare not go for an audition?

He was about to break away Mu Xuanying's hand and let him expose his face when the other party suddenly put down his hand, his eyes were bright like two dazzling crystals.

"Even if I can't compare, I don't want to lose!"

Crystal moved closer to Mo Yu, with undeniable firmness: "Help me."

When Mo Yu breathed wrongly, Mu Xuanying's eyes were eager, but sincere and pure, which made him dare not have other charming thoughts.

He swallowed: "...how can I help?"

He doesn't say anything if he wants to help analyze the characters, or cooperate with the scene.

The two stared at each other, Mo Yu waited for his next words, but Mu Xuanying puffed up and stopped talking.

He looked at Mo Yu, pursed his lips, sat back and sat back, clenched his hands on his lap, his ears turned red quietly.

Blushing and blushing, as if she was shy or aggrieved, the words kept spinning in her mouth, but she was too embarrassed to say them.

Mo Yu looked greedily at his blushing appearance, and then couldn't bear to see him suffocate herself, so she moved her legs forward and touched Mu Xuanying's thigh with her knee.

"Say, how can I help?"

Mu Xuanying turned her face away, and picked up the sofa leather with her fingers: "Well...you just have to talk to me."

Mo Yu glanced at his red earlobe: "Okay, what sentence?"

"Any word," Mu Xuanying quickly turned her head to look at him, then turned her head away again, "just... encourage me."

"..."

It was Mo Yu's turn to hold his breath, he wanted to laugh, Mu Xuanying's cuteness was always beyond his imagination, he also wanted to cry, such a cute Mu Xuanying was sitting next to him, but he couldn't push him down on the spot clean.

Mu Xuanying was still wreaking havoc on his sofa, grinding the piece of skin back and forth, chanting in a low voice, but speaking clearly: "I haven't made a movie yet, it's very different from TV dramas. At this time, it will be very difficult. I envy you, you made your debut early, you have acted in many dramas, and you are recognized as a master of acting. So, if, if you can give me a word of encouragement... one sentence is enough, I am not greedy."

do not talk……

Mo Yu sighed deeply in her heart.

He wanted to imitate Mu Xuanying very much, so he also covered his face.

Stop talking, say it again, I'm going to eat you right here.

But he can't.

Faced with such sincerity, how could he be willing to let him down?

With intricate emotions blending together, a thought flashed through Mo Yu's mind.

He took the idea, took it into shape, and turned it into an actionable resolution.

"Change the arrangement. We won't go fishing this weekend."

He met Mu Xuanying's eyes, and at the meeting of gazes, he made up his mind.

"I want to invite you to a movie."

***

After leaving Mo Yu's house, Mu Xuanying's doubts gradually surfaced.

According to Mo Yu's words, it obviously doesn't refer to screening at home, but with their identities, how can they go to the cinema with a big swagger?

He thought in a different direction, maybe the movie Mo Yu wanted to show him could only be seen in a movie theater...then there was only one possibility - a movie that hadn't been released yet.

As soon as he figured this out, Mu Xuanying immediately searched for the movies of the past few days. After checking, although there were some movies he was interested in, there was no movie that could be related to Mo Yu.

Calculating further back, "Wu Ding He" starring Mo Yu will be released, but it won't be this weekend.

He couldn't figure it out, so he didn't think about it any more, anyway, he would see for himself that day.

After taking a shower, Mu Xuanying saw a missed call on her phone, which was actually from her hometown.

Without bothering to dry his hair, he quickly called back.

The phone rang several times before it was connected, and Mu Xuanying was interrupted by her mother just as she had time to say "Hello".

Liu Nuoye said repeatedly on the other end of the phone: "I just got home and wanted to see how you are doing. How are you doing over there? Do you rest well? Do you have something to eat? Pay attention to your health and don't stay up all night , if you don't pay attention when you are young, you will be in trouble when you are old..."

Mu Xuanying waited for her mother to finish speaking, and then said: "Don't worry, I'm fine, don't tell me when you come back, I'll pick you up."

"Who wants you to pick it up, and you have to run back to pick it up? It's too troublesome," Liu Nuoye said with a smile, "Just take care of your own affairs. I'll come back first, and your father will stay there It's been a month or so."

"Then, when my dad comes back, don't lie to me. I haven't seen you in half a year." Mu Xuanying grabbed her phone and sat down on the sofa with a towel on her head. let's go home."

"It's okay, I'm not busy, it's not good to delay your work, young people, career is the most important thing, mother understands," Liu Nuoye said, paused, her voice became lower and slower, "just , if you miss us, or if you feel too tired and want to rest, come back."

The mother and son on both ends of the phone fell silent in unison.Mu Xuanying pressed her eye sockets, tried her best to breathe steadily, and then said after a while, "I will negotiate with the company and take a leave of absence to go home."

"Okay!" Liu Nuoye's voice became more energetic immediately, "Remember to tell me the date in advance so that I can buy vegetables for you. You haven't eaten the food I cooked for a long time."

Mu Xuanying smiled on the phone: "Yeah, I want to eat osmanthus candied lotus root, and black fish with vinegar."

"Okay, I'll remember it all for you," Liu Nuoye was talking, and then changed the subject, "Cough... Maomao, tell mom, do you have that?"

"Which one?"

"Subject! There are so many beautiful girls around you, and there is no one to hook up with?"

Mu Xuanying was immersed in homesickness, and was dumbfounded by her mother's leaping thinking: "Mom, I'm not a flower picker. What do you mean by hooking up with a pretty little girl?"

"Don't think that we can't see it when we are abroad. Your father and I have watched the TV show you acted in. "When the Flowers Bloomed", right? The little girl Ye Yutong is pretty good. She looks very smart and matches you well. .”

"He's called Chen Yue," Mu Xuanying held his forehead. "Acting is different from reality. If it's the same, it would be too scary. Do I still dare to act in emotional scenes? There are multiple objects in one act."

"I've also come into contact with the filming of the film. Is that girl a bad character?"

"It has nothing to do with character... No, I'm only 23, it's too early to mention this now."

"It's getting late, your generation has a lot of thoughts and ideas, and you don't want to listen to the opinions of the elderly. You procrastinate by yourself, and all the major events in your life are delayed. It's your mother who worries about it for you. Who cares about you?"

Mu Xuanying knew very well that in such a situation, it is better to speak less.

He responded honestly, and suddenly heard his mother say: "Oh, actually, your dad has told me several times, saying that since Mao Mao didn't tell us, he must not have that kind of thought, and told me not to worry about it, but to trust you. That's right, I've been nagging you too much, you'll definitely find me annoying..."

"Where would it be?" Mu Xuanying's heart softened, and she quickly said, "Don't think so."

"Well, our Mao Mao is the most sensible," Liu Nuoye said in a raised voice, "If you have that kind of thought someday, you must be the first to tell your mother, don't hide it."

"Okay, okay, don't worry." Mu Xuanying responded repeatedly, and chatted with her mother for a while before hanging up the phone.

He didn't know it at the time, but soon after, some emotions that were not clear at first would surface, vividly and clearly visible, shaking and hitting his heart again and again.The first person to know about this was not his mother.

And Mo Yu, who was in the room upstairs, changed his clothes and went out after Mu Xuanying left, with the phone in his hand constantly ringing.

His decision was made suddenly, and it was not easy to implement it in the short time left.Even he, who has few things to live with, can't help but be cautious.

Taking the things he needed down to the basement, Mo Yu drove out of the apartment and went to the place agreed on the phone.At this moment, the night is getting dark, and the lights of the vehicles traveling towards each other on the road are all lit up, like little stars that go side by side.

Mo Yu turned on the radio, and the DJ of the music program happened to be interviewing a little-known singer, asking him why he chose to become a singer.

The singer replied shyly: Because my girlfriend said that the first time she fell in love with me was when she went to a KTV gathering with friends. Singing is still a love song with a very slow rhythm.Thanks to my good voice, I added a lot of points to her.

DJ joked: So there is such a story, this is a rare opportunity, would you like to sing a couple of love songs to her here.

Oh, I don't want it... The singer smiled wryly. It was okay to say it when I was not a couple before, but when I really fell in love, I was embarrassed to sing to her.

Listening, Mo Yu suddenly turned down the radio volume, tapped the touch screen a few times, and sent a voice message.

Mo Yu: Are you asleep?If you don't sleep, give me a call.

After sending the voice, he cut the car to the slow lane, trying to find a nearby parking place.

Turning into a gap, the phone came, he pressed to answer first, turned the steering wheel, and turned the car to the side to stop.

When the car came to a complete stop, he said, "I'm sorry, I didn't hear clearly just now."

"Oh, it's okay, I mean, I haven't slept yet," Mu Xuanying said, ah, "Did I leave something at your place?"

"Is there...?" Mo Yu dragged on, and opened the car window to breathe.A faint scent of flowers floated from the side of the road. It smelled like sweet-scented osmanthus, but more elegant. It swayed past the tip of the nose, and when I smelled it again, I couldn't smell it.

"No? Then why should I call?"

"Hey, Mu Xuanying, sing me a couple of love songs."

The other end was obviously stunned, and blurted out a sentence in his hometown dialect: "There is something wrong!"

Mo Yu laughed straight after hearing this: "Which word is this?"

"... from my hometown, I just finished calling my mother, and I won't be able to get back for a while." Mu Xuanying seemed to glance at her watch, "It's almost twelve o'clock, and you're still not asleep."

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