Fringe artists in the entertainment industry

Chapter 43 43. Liking is just lust (please read more)

The moonlight is thick, and the clear moonlight is like a goddess's veil, covering this beautiful world in a hazy coat.

Under the half-moon, two slanting shadows sway leisurely on the bluestone pavement, like a close lover walking under the moon.

But the atmosphere among the shadow owners was a bit tense, which was in sharp contrast to this wonderful night.

Cheng Meiren's beautiful little face was filled with anger, her slender eyebrows were knitted together, and her beautiful eyes were filled with depression when she looked at Chen Li'an.

She couldn't understand why the person she met on the first day said so bluntly that he hated her, and even said that he didn't need a reason to hate someone.

The scarlet sparks of the cigarette were burning rapidly. Chen Li'an took out a puff of smoke and turned the silver lighter between his fingers, emitting a faint light under the moonlight.

"Really hate me?" Cheng Meiren looked at Chen Li'an's handsome face and asked, then turned around and said angrily: "Forget it, they are just strangers anyway."

Chen Li'an watched Meiren Cheng walk in the opposite direction to the hotel, and stood there without moving, waiting to see when the girl would react.

Cheng Meiren walked forward for more than ten steps without hearing Chen Li'an's footsteps. She panicked and turned around to look back, only to find that Chen Li'an was still standing there.

His slender figure looked hazy in the moonlight, and he looked quite handsome, but this person was a bit annoying, and his face was blinded in vain!

At this moment, Cheng Meiren's thoughts actually agreed with Chen Li'an's. They both thought that the other person's appearance did not match his own.

"Why are you standing there? Can you leave?" Cheng Meiren shouted angrily.

Chen Li'an calmly smoked a cigarette and said, "You're going the wrong way."

"Huh?" Cheng Meiren was stunned for a moment, ran back with some embarrassment, looked at Chen Li'an and shouted, "Then you didn't tell me earlier!"

Chen Li'an didn't really want to talk to Cheng Meiren. If he hadn't seen her good-looking, he would have left her here and gone home.

Looking at Chen Li'an's back as he turned away, Cheng Meiren pouted and followed silently.

What happened in the past two days made Chen Li'an inexplicably disgusted. After coming to this crew, he realized that the Huayue crew was not even as cold as the poor.

Everything was overly self-aware, and Chen Li'an didn't feel any excitement, or even touch, about this performance.

Director Cheng's frequent inspirations and changes constantly made Chen Li'an lose his feeling for the character again and again.

The presence of Mr. Zhou and Gong Li outside the play made Chen Li'an's heart become impetuous, and the experience of being entangled between two women made him almost addicted.

This is a terrible out-of-control experience. Not talking about feelings is Chen Li'an's rule, but it doesn't mean he has to become a slave to desire.

Especially what happened tonight made Chen Li'an feel disgusted with everything about the Huayue crew. He wanted to stay somewhere else for two days to calm down his impatient heart.

Cheng Meiren, who was following Chen Li'an, looked at his side face and felt that this guy suddenly became very low pressure and had no energy at all. He looked like a confused and helpless lamb that could only bleat and bark wildly.

The idea that came to mind made Cheng Meiren couldn't help but laugh. She didn't know why she imagined Chen Li'an as a bleating lamb. This usually describes a woman's frailty.

But Chen Li'an, who was tall and powerful, didn't look frail at all. In comparison, she was a frail, lamb-like woman.

Thinking of this, Meiren Cheng couldn't hold back her laughter, and her depressed mood after being hit twice in a row at night improved a lot.

The confused lamb Chen Li'an glanced at Cheng Meiren who was covering her mouth and laughing softly. He didn't understand why she could still laugh. This kind of strange woman's brain circuit was really strange.

Stranger than her aesthetics!

Seeing Chen Li'an looking at her, Cheng Meiren snorted and said, "What are you looking at? Don't you hate me?"

"I don't hate your face." Chen Li'an said this and stopped looking at her.

However, the corners of Cheng Meiren's mouth turned up slightly, feeling that Chen Li'an was quibbling. He said he hated it, but he still liked it in his heart.

More than twenty minutes later, the two returned to the hotel, and Chen Li'an left Cheng Meiren on the first floor, leaving only Cheng Meiren's back.

Looking up at Chen Li'an who was hurriedly going upstairs, Cheng Meiren couldn't help clenching her fists, feeling unconvinced for no reason.

Maybe Cheng Meiren herself didn't realize that she actually cared a little about Chen Li'an's opinion of her. This was a very dangerous sign.

When Chen Li'an came to the third floor and passed by Gong Li's room, he found that her door was open, probably because she was waiting for him.

Without thinking, Chen Li'an walked over and pushed the door open. He saw Gong Li sitting on the sofa with her legs crossed, and a bottle of red wine in her hand. Judging from the packaging, it should have been brought by Zhang Guorong.

Chen Li'an stood by the door without going in. He just leaned against the wall and looked at Gong Li.

"I just came here to tell you that I won't be coming tonight. Remember to close the door."

Gong Li was startled for a moment, a trace of disappointment flashed in her eyes, then she put down her crossed legs, raised her chin, looked at Chen Li'an and said, "I know."

Chen Li'an quietly exited and closed the door, then quickly left and returned to his room.

It's better not to provoke Gong Li for the time being, even if her sister is gentle, obedient and cooperative.

Having Mr. Zhou is troublesome enough now. Mr. Zhou may cause some trouble tonight.

As soon as Chen Li'an entered his room, he saw Mr. Zhou sitting on the edge of the bed with his chin on his knees in a daze.

Mr. Zhou lowered his head and looked at Chen Li'an's shadow, and asked absently: "You are back, why are you so late?"

"Well, I didn't catch the bus back, so I walked back." Chen Li'an explained lightly, walked to Mr. Zhou, knelt down and looked at her and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I thought you wouldn't come back tonight." Mr. Zhou looked into Chen Li'an's eyes, his big eyes full of sadness.

Chen Li'an sighed inwardly, Mr. Zhou's behavior would make him feel uneasy, so he reached out and touched her head and said, "Don't be like this, you don't look like Mr. Zhou at all."

"I'm not Mr. Zhou in the first place, it's you who screamed." Mr. Zhou put down the leg that was supporting his chin, grabbed Chen Li'an's hand and stroked his face.

Chen Li'an's fingers felt Mr. Zhou's smooth and tender skin and said softly: "You will scare me if you look like this."

Mr. Zhou held Chen Li'an's hand for a moment, his eyes quickly dimmed, and the room suddenly became quiet, with only the sound of the fan squeaking, which made people a little upset.

"But I really fell in love with you." Mr. Zhou's voice sounded after a long time, like the bleak autumn wind quietly carrying away a fallen leaf, helpless and poignant.

Chen Li'an placed his fingers on Mr. Zhou's face and rubbed his cheek, and said softly: "Love and liking are different. We always magnify liking and think it is love, but in fact it is just lust."

"A person is lucky to fall in love with one person in his life. Are you sure I am the lucky one?"

Mr. Zhou said with some frustration: "Why do you set the standard of love so high?"

"This is a fact. The reason why true love makes people moved and envious is because it is rare, and what most people call love is just cheap liking. They can like you today and they can also like someone else tomorrow."

Chen Li'an's words reduced the love that Mr. Zhou just said to be worthless. This made Mr. Zhou a little angry because his love was so cheap.

Like this thing itself is very cheap, because it is too easy to produce, so it will be cheap.

Chen Li'an looked at Mr. Zhou's depressed look and said, "Let's do an experiment. I'm going to take leave tomorrow and leave the crew for two days. Feel it for yourself in these two days. Then you will find that it's not a big deal if you don't have Chen Li'an in your life."

"Where are you going?" Mr. Zhou only grasped this important point and was not interested in the so-called experiment at all. He stubbornly believed that he loved Chen Li'an.

Chen Li'an yawned and said, "Back in the capital, I promised a friend that I would paint a picture for her."

"She must be a woman. You haven't finished painting for me yet." Mr. Zhou looked at the half-painted oil painting placed by the window. A colorful girl's shadow could already be seen on it.

It's just that this style is different from the paintings I've seen before, and it's different from the current oil painting style. It has a very novel and psychedelic feeling, as if it comes from the future.

Chen Li'an rubbed Mr. Zhou's head and said, "Then I'll finish the painting for you first."

"good."

Under the hazy moonlight by the window, Mr. Zhou took off his clothes, put on a white gauze and looked sadly at the incomplete crescent moon outside the window.