Bai Yueguang Breaks Up Everyday

Chapter 154: Little Wolf Dog Superstar White Moonlight (25)

The scorching palm rests against the weak waist, like a damp and sultry vine.

He wanted to entangle her, but at this moment, it was frozen.

Frozen halfway.

"……what?"

Zhou Can's throat is slightly dumb.

"Can you say that again?"

The weak moved his wrist and was pressed against the wall, rubbing the white gray on the back of his hand, "Let go."

He squeezed it tightly, and the light blue blood vessels floated up.

"release."

She repeated gently.

——She is angry.

A tenth level alarm sounded in his head immediately.

Zhou Can talked to Banwei for a short-term relationship that lasted less than a month, but they had known each other for as long as a year. From suitor to boyfriend, he was familiar with the meanings conveyed by her eyes, facial expressions and body language.

The calmer you are, the more you are on the verge of eruption.

He panicked and involuntarily let go of his hand.

Zhou Can is not a sweaty physique, but at this moment his gloves are mostly wet.

"Pull my sweater down."

She turned her wrists, lowered her head, and couldn't see her expression clearly.

Zhou Can suppressed the riot and pulled off the sweater that was rolled around his waist as calmly as possible.

"Excuse me, it's blocking my way."

The frozen nerve seemed to be suddenly awakened, and her younger brother's eyes fixed her firmly.

In this case, she left without saying a word?

"What did you mean?"

"what do you mean?"

Zhou Can walked around the circle impatiently, and shouted, "You said you were playing with me!"

"That's right." Her eyes are as clear as glaze, and they also lack human temperature. "It's just playing with you, what's wrong?"

The storm came suddenly.

It is recognized in the circle that Zhou Can is a dazzling "top player".

He has first-rate talent and strong hands-on ability, no matter what is in his hands, he can make a trick. He is versatile, and his artistic talent seems to be born with him. With a touch of his hand, he is proficient in the introduction of eighteen kinds of instruments, and easily won the ideal glory that no one can imagine.

Because he is so easy to get honor, people always think that he does everything like playing, loose, light, and arbitrary.

This kind of person, people should think that he is crowned king in the kingdom of feelings, he should naturally have the upper hand, and he should be naturally comfortable.

A young man who is as passionate and proud as the sun should be the one "given", "loved", and "indulged".

But the facts are just the opposite. He is the party "deceived", "abandoned" and "outsided".

He was even cruelly told: I am just playing with you, don't adults just lose heart, don't you can't afford it?

Zhou Can survived tenaciously in a cage in the compound for fifteen years. She collapsed and despaired several times, but didn't she also walk out of the thorny bushes?

Before meeting her, he thought this was the lowest point in his life.

But there are more ruthless.

He indulges in fairy-tale love, abandons the thinking experience of adults, abandons the sensible, mature, and always weighs the pros and cons of emotions, like a stupid child, loves everything, abandons everything, and desperately elopes with her. Of course he knew that he had to forbear, dormant, and he couldn't ruin everything just because of his temper.

But who the **** cares about these things.

The weight of his beloved Zhou Can surpassed the stars of the past.

She is so unique, unlike any girl in the world, under her soft skin is as bright as a peach blossom, living like his ideal.

But she was so unsteady and unforgiving.

He can only rely on himself to hold his ideals tighter and tighter.

But what is it in exchange for?

It is neglect, disgust, break up.

Under the age of twenty, he is the most sincere, the brightest, the warmest, the most reckless, and the least sensible.

He hasn't had time to fully grow up, he hasn't had time to learn the thoughtfulness and determination of adults.

She hit him head-on.

The word "play" easily wiped out all his dignity.

Zhou Can was in a daze and remembered the scene of begging for the elder in the snowy sky.

What is the difference between him at that time and him now?

One is seeking and the other is licking.

Which is more humble?

Zhou Can can't tell, and doesn't want to tell.

He clearly remembered that he swore to be the most unique light in the world at any time, even if no one loves him, he must worship himself enthusiastically.

But it still fell into the dust.

Zhou Can heard her voice, hoarse and distorted, like a biting wind and snow, extremely hurtful.

"Tang is weak, are you very proud? Let a licking dog become your licking dog, play whatever you want, let him live when you are happy, let him die if you are not happy, you are so **** dead Got it."

He raised the corners of his lips sarcastically, and with a tear, he tore open the collar of the bright red shirt.

The buttons splashed on the wall and made a crackling noise.

He almost violently tore open the bulletproof vest, his eyes were scarlet, his breath was short of breath, and he held her hand on his chest, "You have something to play with me!"

And such a weak expression is always indifferent, "Are you crazy enough? Excuse me, let go."

The little boy's light came to her and went out.

The green indicator light is on with the words "Safety Exit", but Zhou Can feels that all his exits have been sealed.

Enough.

There is no need to persist anymore.

You see, this is wishful thinking. It's like a math problem. You can't do it, and you still can't do it.

Zhou Can let go of her hand, and she went straight over him and down the stairs.

Lopsided.

What kind of existence does he exist in her heart?

She neither trusts him, does not rely on him, nor obsessed with him, perhaps he can only glimpse her a bit of liking from her eros instinct.

He figured her heart, she only figured his people.

The balance is never equal.

Zhou Can laughed at herself, bent down, and picked up the body armor on the ground.

His eyes were red, but he didn't cry.

He is promising.

Zhou Can leaned against the wall, his spine supporting the limp skin, his forehead knotted, his fingers trembling, and his open buttons were tied.

A figure appeared silently.

"Can Zhou——"

The tall monster gave her a cold look.

"Thank you for your friendship. We don't have any hope of reunion. Are you happy?"

To tell the truth, Fang Shuyan is happy all over, she knows that little girls can't stand this kind of dog blood.

Long before the concert began, Fang Shuyan witnessed such a weak "clothing change event" from the commotion. She didn't understand, how could such a squeamish and willful fellow caught Zhou Can's eyes? Even after the breakup, the top-tier ex still remembered her and showed an unusually possessive desire.

These two people are glamorous, and Fang Shuyan, who has been a stepping stone, is the first in the whole network to complain. Her career has fallen to the bottom, and the company also approached her to discuss the termination of the contract.

Now that she has spent almost all her savings, she has begun to borrow money to maintain her mortgage.

When Fang Shuyan got into this situation today, she was hit hard.

She has a hard time, so why can she be happy?

Fang Shuyan had taken a singer and was familiar with the stage process of the concert. She found a similar sweater and single product, so that Ji got the staff's certificate and got into the backstage smoothly.

Things are more successful than imagined.

However, seeing this person leaning against the wall in despair, with red and swollen eyes and buttons tied to each other, her heart was still turbulent, and she couldn't help but defend herself, "I'm sorry, I thought you were called me."

"My name is elder sister, who am I calling, don't the old women feel compelling?"

Zhou Can rarely scolds people like this, and the scolding is vicious and cruel.

Fang Shuyan's face flushed, "I, I'm not thirty years old, why have I become an old woman?! Your mouth is too stinky!"

"Knowing that my mouth is stinky, you rushed on me again and again? Is there something wrong with you? There are so many small fresh meat in the entertainment industry, you just stare at me, is it disgusting?" Zhou Can carried BTS Yi, walked by her in a cold tone, "Since you have done it, you will bear the consequences. It was just an appetizer before."

Fang Shuyan is like falling into an ice cave.

When Zhou Can returned to the backstage, the agent looked up in surprise, "Where have you been? No one can be found. By the way, this is anti-fever medicine. Let's take some."

The brothers of the SR group also returned to the backstage, moved their bodies, and commented on the interview just now.

"The microphone almost scratched my face."

"Hey, the host has a grudge against me, he always digs me up."

The young boy talked and laughed, dispelling the cold at night.

The boy mechanically took the anti-fever medicine and swallowed it quickly.

Han Xi still laughed, "I don't need your little girlfriend to coax you?"

This guy is most annoying to take medicine, and would rather boil it than take it.

Zhou Can sat on the small sofa, holding a water glass, her eyelashes filled with fine light, "Brother Xi, Brother Yao, Brother Zhao, Brother Hui."

Everyone was taken aback.

The little beast's mouth is quite precious, and I haven't called them so seriously in private.

He sighed, "I'm going to study abroad, and my state...well, it's not suitable for domestic development."

Xi Yao slowed down.

"...You want to leave the group?!"

The boy lowered his head, the heat in the cup blurred his face, and said, "Sorry, I will finish the fourth anniversary concert well."

Zhou Can made his debut with the number one face and assumed the aura of the SR facade, the all-around ACE, the unique typhoon, the singing and jumping, and the strongest fans, so that the SR group quickly became famous among the fresh meat boy groups. Without Zhou Can's joining, they might be stuck together. And my brothers faintly noticed that the company is completely inclined to the SR combination, and their resources, contacts, and other conveniences were transferred from the youngest.

Fan Ge also vaguely mentioned that Zhou Can came to the entertainment industry to a large extent because of the nature of playing tickets, with more than interest but not enough love.

After the release of "AWAKE", Zhou Can entered the list of the world's most beautiful faces with his cold and unique temperament, and was extremely popular.

SOLO may be a more suitable path for Zhou Can.

Everyone understood and understood, but their mood was still depressed.

Mr. Fan also wanted to call the weak to ask what was going on, but Zhou Can stopped him.

"I have nothing to do with her anymore."

There was no emotion in the cold tone.

Four concerts were held for the fourth anniversary of SR, and fans continued to carve for more than a month.

The greater the momentum, the more people feel uneasy.

[Good luck roasting chicken tonight: Isn't it my illusion? How do you feel that brothers are working hard]

[The cactus is not watered: I was originally a ZC passerby fan. After watching the ten million pen-shot, I must say, my husband, I can do it quickly.]

[My dog ​​is taking a nap: Here is my true love fan! Three games in a row, one burst more than one, I'm afraid that the prosperity will fall]

[After eating snacks, what should I buy: I’m the only one to find out that ZC’s ex-girlfriend with the surname T has only the first stop to show her face, and nothing will happen again...]

[Come on and be happy: I'm grass! When T is here, the first stop is really famous! ! ! The interactive pen-hold shooting is absolutely perfect! 】

[Master cook: ZT is locked, sister and brother love the key and swallow it]

[Why haven't I crossed it yet: No, no, no, my brother asks for beauty alone]

Zhou Can’s career unique fans, sticky mandarin duck fans, and compound marriage fans started to fight again, and the Gua Lu people assisted them, happily fanning the flames, and making Ban Weak out of the circle again.

Until the last stop.

On the top of the misty Lanjin Mountain, the SR captain announced the youngest member's decision to leave the group, and the fan's house collapsed in an instant.

Screaming, crying, cursing, begging.

The scene fell into disorderly chaos.

The young man wore a scorched black headband and faced the crowd.

The ice-blue light sticks spread from the trough to the top of the mountain, densely packed, like miracles.

Zhou Can thought, why did he choose this path in the first place?

In fact, he is not very pushy, he just longs for his existence to be confirmed by others.

Even more eagerly, someone picked up the starlight and mended his not-so-glorious wound, so that he could also become shining.

There was silence in the microphone.

He finally spoke--

"Sorry, my temple collapsed, my faith is dead, I'm going to be a deserter."

The bib was paralyzed for the longest time in history that night.

#周璨退团#

#周璨神寺音乐#

#周璨与前女友#

A large number of comments are sent out every minute from such a weak black fan account.

Some scolded her, others begged her.

[Gloriously known: woman, you are so cruel]

[Kneel and beg on the spot to recompound: Oh, my sister in the temple, I was wrong, I won’t scold you anymore, please persuade your brother]

[Strongly believe in women's online practice: I won't grab my husband with you, let's get back together! ! ! 】

However, after all, her figure did not appear in the see-off at the airport.

Zhou Can lowered her head, her wide caramel scarf covering the corners of her thin mouth.

This scene is so familiar.

Like the time at Jingtong Airport, he watched her and disappeared into the crowd.

Never looked back.

He still had the toffee she gave him in his mouth, his chest was not cold, and he still cherished a somewhat vague humble plea.

——As long as she turns her head, he will fly over.

Like a cold sword returning to the scabbard, like an arrow piercing the grass target, swiftly, without hesitation, rushed to her side.

But she didn't.

At the crowded airport, a tall figure slowly stood in front of the trash can.

His brows were clouded, and he finally let go of his hand.

The toffee splashed into the bucket and collided with the discarded tin can, making a harsh sound.

Zhou Can wondered more than once, why he met this man at the age of seventeen.

The unsuspecting seventeen years old, the inexperienced seventeen years old.

The seventeen-year-old kid, exposed to the rain, exposed to the light, and growing in the thorns, no one picked it up, wiped it clean, planted it back into a damp, blessed basin. Without care, what happened to it? Can learn to behave.

If he was twenty years old in the future, he would not have been so embarrassed and fled like a bereaved dog from this land with her.

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