Chapter 24 Are you sad now?
Chi Cheng's gaze subconsciously turned to Wu Suowei.
Wu Suowei immediately cooperated by turning his face away and acting indifferent and distant.
Don’t like me anymore?
He thought of Wu Suowei's abnormal behavior during this period, the resistance and vigilance in his eyes when he looked at him, and the sixteen missed calls...
Wu Suowei now... really seems to be resisting him and wants to stay away from him.
The panic brought about by this realization is far more real and sharper than Brother Nian’s guidance.
"He doesn't want you anymore! He's tired of you! He thinks you're disgusting! He doesn't want to see you anymore!"
Don’t you want me anymore?
Are you fed up with me?
nausea?
Don't want to see me again?
What were those days like without Wu Suowei?
The empty house, the dead silence. No longer was that stingy person arguing with him over a few dozen dollars in taxi fares, no longer were those bright eyes filled with calculations, no longer was that sunny figure lingering before his eyes...
There are only cold memories and the overwhelming, suffocating despair of losing him.
The calmness he had deliberately maintained in his eyes was completely shattered, and the light dimmed little by little, as if all his spirit had been drained away.
His shoulders slumped slightly, and his straight back seemed unable to bear the weight.
The eye sockets turned red uncontrollably, becoming redder and redder, and moisture quickly filled up.
Wu Suowei watched from the side, secretly admiring in his heart: Brother Nian is really amazing! Just a few words can turn Chi Cheng's state around!
This look, this broken spirit...it's amazing!
Is Chi Cheng's acting so good? The despair he portrayed was so realistic!
Chi Cheng's Adam's apple rolled violently, as if he was trying hard to suppress something.
His voice became extremely hoarse, with a heavy nasal tone and suppressed tremors.
“…Yeah…I’m fine…”
This hoarse and broken voice entered Wu Suowei's ears, causing his heart to tremble inexplicably, feeling a little sour and a little bitter.
Brother Nian carefully observed Chi Cheng's condition and asked, "Are you very sad now?"
Chi Cheng lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes wet with moisture, hiding the pain surging in his eyes.
He responded softly: "Well... almost..."
"The kind that's very sad and desperate?" Brother Nian continued to increase the pressure.
Chi Cheng was silent for a few seconds, and his body seemed to become even stiffer.
He took a deep breath, his breath trembling noticeably, and squeezed out a broken syllable from the depths of his throat: "...Yes..."
"Really?" Brother Nian's tone suddenly became full of strong doubt.
Chi Cheng raised his eyes in surprise and looked at Brother Nian: "No...I..."
Nian Ge interrupted him, his tone was filled with contempt: "I don't believe it."
Chi Cheng was stunned.
Nian Ge's eyes were as sharp as a knife, staring straight at him: "I don't believe you will be sad for him."
He pointed at Wu Suowei again.
Chi Cheng was anxious, his voice rising with urgency and pain: "No...really...I really..."
"Are you really sad?"
Chi Cheng nodded vigorously, his eyes red and his voice choked: "Really... I can't live without him..."
It was hard to tell whether this sentence was referring to Da Lei or Chi Cheng himself.
"I don't believe it." Brother Nian turned to look at Wu Suowei beside him and winked: "Do you believe it?"
Wu Suowei was looking at Chi Cheng's desperate look as if he had been abandoned by the whole world. The bit of evil expectation in his heart had long been replaced by an inexplicable heartache.
Chi Cheng looks... so miserable.
Isn’t this acting too dedicated?
When he heard Brother Nian's question, he didn't react for a moment: "Huh?"
Nian Ge immediately raised his voice and answered for him: "See, he doesn't believe it either. He doesn't believe you will be sad."
Chi Cheng looked at Wu Suowei suddenly.
Those bloodshot and tearful eyes locked tightly on Wu Suowei with a final, humble plea.
It seemed as if Wu Suowei's "belief" or "disbelief" was his only life-saving straw at the moment.
Wu Suowei's heart tightened when he looked at him.
Chi Cheng's eyes were so impactful that the pain and despair surging in them almost overflowed.
He opened his mouth, and the words "I believe" almost came out.
Brother Nian immediately spoke up, "See, he doesn't believe it. His silence shows he doesn't believe it."
This sound was like the final judgment.
The last bit of faint light in Chi Cheng's eyes was completely extinguished.
All he saw was Wu Suowei's silence.
It's not acting.
It was the real memories that surged uncontrollably and broke through his last barrier.
It was Wu Suowei's stubborn and embarrassed look in front of Yue Yue...
It was the cold look in Wu Suowei's eyes when he said "I think you're dirty" in the previous scene...
It was that early morning, when Wu Suowei was wearing a clean T-shirt and the sunlight was falling on him;
After losing him, I lay in the cold villa, staring at the ceiling, swallowed by endless silence and regret day and night...
"No..." A broken sob escaped from Chi Cheng's throat.
The tears could no longer be controlled, bursting out like a dam, mixed with the cold "rain water", rolling down his pale cheeks wildly.
Those beautiful eyes were instantly filled with ferocious red bloodshot, filled with boundless despair.
My body began to tremble slightly uncontrollably, like a dead branch about to break in the cold wind.
His heart was screaming madly: He really couldn't live without Wu Suowei...
Losing him is more terrible than death...
Nian Ge seized on this fleeting emotion and hurriedly said in a low voice, "Quick! Teacher Wu! Connect it!"
Wu Suowei was shocked by Chi Cheng's collapse, which was like a landslide and tsunami.
Those surging tears, those eyes filled with utter despair, those uncontrollable trembling...
This is not the effect that acting can achieve at all!
Chi Cheng... is really...
A strong sour feeling instantly rushed into Wu Suowei's nose and eyes.
He pinched his palm hard, and the sharp pain made him wake up instantly.
No! We're filming!
He is a little fish!
The little fish is indifferent! The little fish wants to leave!
He forced himself to suppress the heartache and shock surging in his heart, tried to tense every muscle on his face, and his eyes quickly returned to their coldness.
He held up his umbrella and took his first steps according to the script...
It's raining heavily.
Da Lei curled up alone on the steps downstairs of Xiaoyu's house, with his hair sticking to his forehead and his eyes staring at the steps in a daze with a depressed look.
Suddenly, the rain stopped along with the hem of trousers that appeared in sight.
Da Lei raised his eyes.
Xiaoyu held a black umbrella, showing no emotion, and just looked at the embarrassed Dalei.
Da Lei stretched out his hand tremblingly, wanting to touch the little fish: "Little fish..."
Xiaoyu naturally took a half step back, the rain soaking his back: "I think I have made it very clear."
Sadness and despair completely consumed Da Lei. He suddenly stood up and slammed his knees heavily on the wet and cold ground, making a dull sound.
He almost pounced on her, tightly grasping Xiaoyu's trouser leg with both hands, and pleaded in a hoarse and broken voice, "No... Xiaoyu... Xiaoyu! Give me a chance... Please... I can't leave..."
Xiaoyu looked down at the disheveled man at her feet, her eyes still cold: "If I had known this would happen, why did I do this in the first place?"
After Xiaoyu finished speaking, he raised his foot indifferently, trying to break free from the hand that was holding his trouser leg, and was about to pass by Dalei.
Da Lei felt the merciless force, he suddenly loosened Xiaoyu's trouser legs, staggered to his feet, and hugged Xiaoyu tightly from behind.
The cold, wet clothes stuck to Xiaoyu's back.
Da Lei's hot tears and breath burned Xiao Yu's neck.
His voice was broken into pieces, leaving only a desperate whine.
"Don't... don't go... Xiaoyu... don't go... I was wrong... I was really wrong... You can do whatever you want to me... I've already thrown away my things... All of them... I was wrong... I can't live without you... I really can't... Please..."
Xiaoyu's body was strangled by this desperate hug and she could clearly feel the man behind her trembling violently.
His eyes flickered violently, and his cold mask wavered for a moment, but was quickly suppressed.
He took a deep breath and used all his strength to coldly pry open Da Lei's fingers, one by one, that were tightly clasped around his waist.
The movements were slow but extremely determined.
He gently pushed away the almost exhausted man behind him, his voice as cold as ice: "...Take care of yourself."
After saying that, he walked into the "apartment building" resolutely without looking back.
Da Lei, who was pushed away, staggered back a step and watched the indifferent figure disappear at the entrance of the corridor.
He stretched out his hand in vain, trying to grab something, but only grabbed a handful of cold air.
The last glimmer of hope was completely shattered.
All that remained in Chi Cheng's mind was Wu Suowei's resolute back and the lifeless world after Wu Suowei was gone.
"ah--!!!!!"
The voice was so shrill that it didn't sound like a human voice, filled with extreme pain and despair.
Wu Suowei just walked to the shadow of the corridor with his back to the camera.
This scream of extreme despair was like a red-hot iron, burning his heart.
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