After My Death, The Villain Blackened Again

Chapter 747: Queen and Fresh Meat

In a taxi for two people, Yan Ge has always sent Gu Yifan to the station.

The honing time at home is too long. In order to catch the car, they walked fast. Yange wore high heels and accidentally froze. The painful fangs grinned, but he still waved at him: "Yifan, you go quickly, no matter how late If you can't catch the car, leave me alone. I'll go back after a while. "

Tickets are very expensive. This cost can be reimbursed, but it can only be reimbursed once.

He didn't want to rely on her to support him. He missed the bus and he didn't even have the money to buy a ticket.

The main thing is that he can't be late with the crew.

But I took a few steps to watch her cover her skirt with one hand, still squatting in place with her ankle on one hand, and so many people coming and going around, everyone was curious to see her, and a few wretched men even stared at her skirt on purpose Look into the gap.

Upon seeing him turning back, she immediately waved at him again to signal him to leave quickly, and waved the white skirt twice to a corner on the ground. She hurriedly pulled the skirt again, her legs clinging tightly together, for fear of leaving.

At that moment, his eyes were sour and extremely uncomfortable.

He and his first love are ignorant but enthusiastic. They have always been beautiful as if in the cloud, without any real worries.

But with her, from desire to sex, from interest to entanglement.

There is no pure love with the first love, nor a natural time buffer.

Looking back, there is only interest and desire.

Obviously, just interest and desire.

But he thought of her, but he became more and more enchanted like he took drugs.

At this moment, seeing her like that, her heart was suffering.

Obviously not a boyfriend relationship, but still feel ashamed.

If only he had a little money, if he had a little money, he could rush out to pick her up and carry her home.

It's okay, and she can stop looking for the so-called gold master.

...

But he has no money.

After entering the station, he could still see her from the floor glass.

She was squatting in place, she had taken off her shoes, carried her shoes with her hands, and limped forward.

She was wearing a white skirt with a thin and thin back, which was particularly conspicuous in the crowd and looked particularly weak.

It's like a small flower swaying in the wind, and it will wither after a little wind and rain.

He squeezed his hands and told himself at that moment that he had to be a star.

The day of going to the crew was not boring. He was either trying to figure out his role or running the theater diligently.

He wants to give the director a good impression and wants more opportunities.

It was also very late that he would take the time to read a book while sending a message to her.

The messages that were sent to her were all the next day.

This made him, can't help thinking again, where was she all the night when she didn't return the information.

Is it at the so-called gold master?

Heart troubles.

But unable to change.

This was the most difficult time of his life, and he had no right to ask for anything other than trying to seize every opportunity to climb up.

Only when people are in trouble can they realize the kind of unbearableness for the sake of their interests.

He never really thought about it, he would be so embarrassed, for the sake of superiority, he sacrificed a girl.

After a long two months in this play, all the plays about him were finally defeated.

He could hardly wait to embark on his journey home.

This time when I got home, there was no shadow of her at home.