Throw the reporters looking at each other below.

  Seeing this scene, whether it is the audience or the people watching the live broadcast, they are puzzled.

   And Shu Cheng left without saying a word and did not give any response. This is considered very impolite behavior in many people's eyes.

   "What! Shu Cheng left like this? We took a plane all day and came here specially from abroad!!!"

   "Yeah! Just leave like this, it would be too irresponsible! Is this playing big cards?"

  "I think it’s not just about playing big cards. Looking at Shu Cheng today, I feel very nervous throughout the whole process. I seem to be afraid of doing something wrong. There is a feeling that the inside is empty and I am afraid that people will find it!"

  "Yes, yes, I feel the same way! In addition to the ordinary opening remarks today, when Shu Cheng answered questions from the media, it was very strange. I felt like I couldn't answer anything!"

  ……

   Fans from all over the world who are still watching the live broadcast on the Internet are all confused when they see Shu Cheng leave the scene rashly.

   Did not figure out the situation at all.

  【Why did the male **** just leave like this? Is it physically uncomfortable? What's the situation? ! 】

   [When the group of reporters interviewed, the male **** seemed to be unable to answer anything. Kojima was designed by herself. Even if she is unwell, she should just say a few words casually. It's strange that I can't answer a word! ! 】

   [Yes, I have the same attitude when asking about "Gone with the Wind". 】

  ……

  Shu Cheng does not look at the phone or listen to the discussion on the spot, she knows how much suspicion and suspicion those messages should be.

  She embraced these arms, buried her whole body on her knees, and shrank into a ball.

  Throw a light and dark alternately in the dark corner.

  Rong Junyi looked at Shu Cheng distressedly, wishing to share the ordinary pain for her.

  A few days after that, Shu Cheng kept silent and said nothing.

  Sometimes I even leaned on the sofa, pouring bottle after bottle of wine into my mouth, regardless of the consequences.

  She sat on the ground drunkly, surrounded by scattered wine bottles, and there was a gurgling liquid full of alcohol.

  A mess on the ground.

   And even more messy than this, there is Shu Cheng's heart.

  She tried to pick up pieces of pieces, put them together, and restore her memories in her mind, but it was still to no avail.

"Ahhhhhh! I can't do anything now! I can't sing anymore! I can't act! I can't sing anymore! I'm just a useless person!" Shu Cheng hugged his head in pain, heartbreakingly. Shouting, two lines of tears flowed down his cheeks.

  Pattering, fainted one tear after another on the floor.

  She was gasping, her heartache made it difficult to breathe.

  At this time, Rong Junyi would rush forward with the fastest speed, hug Shu Cheng, and give her the warmest embrace.

  His chin rested on Shu Cheng’s black hair, softly comforting: “It’s okay, it’s okay, no matter what happens, everything is mine.”

   "Trust me." The man's voice was low and sounded in Shu Cheng's ears, even if he could not sing, act, or write, so what? He didn't care at all.

  As long as his child gets better, nothing else matters.

  ……

  The past few days, for Shu Cheng, it is like the end of the day. The sky is gray, the vegetation is gray, and even the air is smelling of gunpowder smoke.