This star is from the earth

Weng Nanxi was seen through his identity and did not make any answer.

After knowing Weng Nanxi's identity, the young woman was in a trance, looking at Weng Nanxi hesitating to speak.

Weng Nanxi thought to himself: I'm in trouble. I prayed that when she was talking to Han Jue just now, the person in front of her would not take a picture of her. Otherwise, after the photo was exposed, if she wanted to get close to Han Jue next time, Han Jue would have already been the husband of Zhang Yiman, that stupid woman.

The young woman seemed to be leaving. She looked at Weng Nanxi hesitantly, then turned and left.

Weng Nanxi breathed a sigh of relief and planned to leave.

However, before Weng Nanxi could figure out whether today's action should end here, the young woman who had walked a few steps turned around abruptly and rushed to Weng Nanxi with big strides.

"You still dare to pester him? Where do you have the face to pester him?" The young woman suddenly became very emotional and pushed Weng Nanxi again and again.

Fortunately, there was no one around where they were. It was already late at eleven o'clock, and the movie had already started, and there was no one outside at this time. Their quarrel did not attract the attention of others.

Weng Nanxi who was pushed was very angry. Although compared with ordinary people, the public has higher and stricter requirements for celebrities, and any movement will be judged under the magnifying glass, Weng Nanxi also knows that more things are not as important as less things. But this doesn't mean that she has no temper after being obstructed and attacked by someone inexplicably.

Weng Nanxi's youth was spent in the jealousy of teenagers who were shot without measure. When she grew up, she was ups and downs in the vortex of desire. She was also a lover with Han Jue for several years. Experienced in grappling and jiu-jitsu. She intends to teach the young woman a lesson.

Weng Nanxi twisted the young woman's hand, and when she was about to take the young woman down and wait for the lawyer to deal with it, she saw the young woman's eyes.

There was anger in it, and a no-joke hate.

Just when Weng Nanxi thought she was unlucky to meet a black fan, the young woman cried.

"Don't pester him anymore, I beg you." The young woman gritted her teeth, "Do you have to kill him to be satisfied?"

Weng Nanxi finds it difficult because the young woman has mental problems. I thought about it in my heart, but the movements of my hands became more vigorous.

The young woman was controlled and knelt down on the ground, but she didn't finish her sentence: "You think I don't know? You think it's fine if you don't admit it? I gave you the suicide note!"

Weng Nanxi looked at the other party's contemptuous gaze, and her heart skipped a beat, and she said, "I don't have any suicide note, so I don't know what you're talking about."

The young woman smiled, "Amazing, amazing, just this acting... He committed suicide seven times for you, what on earth do you want? Or are you human?"

"Seven suicides..." Weng Nanxi's heart beat so violently that her voice trembled a little, and the arm that twisted the young woman was a little loose, "Speak clearly."

"I said, Han Jue, that idiot! Even if he wrote the suicide note at the end, it's all talking to you!! He finally has his own life now, can you just let him go?..." Young The woman cried and begged.

"Have you seen his tattoo?"

"Others don't know about this, say you, huh, the training of Han Jue is good! How dare you admit it?!"

"If you dare to pester him again, believe it or not, I will expose your true face..."

"..."

The words of the young woman jumped. But it was these incoherent words that gradually made Weng Nanxi lose his strength and his thoughts became chaotic.

At this time, Weng Nanxi's assistant and driver ran over and saw the scene. One was going to see if anyone was taking pictures around, and the other was going to control the young woman.

The young woman was motionless.

"I didn't take anything." Weng Nanxi said.

The young woman sneered, but seeing Weng Nanxi's expression, her expression suddenly froze.

"How to deal with it?" The driver and bodyguard pressed the young woman's shoulder and asked Weng Nanxi.

Weng Nanxi panted, thought for a while, then waved her hand: "Forget it, let her go."

The driver walked up to Weng Nanxi and glared at the young woman.

The young woman was free, recovered from her sluggishness, and asked Weng Nanxi: "You really didn't take it? You didn't take it? Did you take it?"

Weng Nanxi didn't speak, but turned and left.

The young woman anxiously took out her mobile phone, and asked the person on the other end of the phone, who was the person who came to receive the letter...

Weng Nanxi couldn't hear the following content, and she didn't care anymore.

She sorted out everything she had just heard from the young woman.

Although the suicide and the suicide note are all the young woman's one-sided statement, and even the precious evidence is "lost", but if you think about it in this way...

Personality changes, depression, memory loss, tattoos, music...

ah.

It all makes sense.

"So this is ah……"

Weng Nanxi took a deep breath and stopped.

"Sister Nan?" The assistant looked at Weng Nanxi in confusion. The driver was eager to go back and arrest the young woman.

"It's okay, you go first." Weng Nanxi took the black fisherman's hat used to cover up from the assistant's hand, and said, "I'll walk alone."

After finishing speaking, Weng Nanxi put on his hat, and without waiting for the assistant and driver to respond, he walked slowly in the streets of the studio.

The late-night cinema is also very lively. There are mostly couples in front of you, young people watching movies in groups, and movie lovers discussing movies in groups. Most of the people who are willing to come out to watch movies at this time are people who really like watching movies.

And Weng Nanxi seemed to have nothing to do with all the excitement, she just walked forward slowly and on her own.

Han Jue in the past, and Han Jue in recent years, are constantly colliding in Weng Nanxi's mind.

Memories flooded Weng Nanxi like a broken embankment.

In the past six months, except for advertisements and magazine covers, Weng Nanxi has not appeared in front of the public much. Either she devotes herself fully to the movie, or she devotes herself to the business, because only by keeping herself busy can she keep her mind from being occupied by the memories that pop up from time to time.

But her memory became so good all of a sudden, even if she didn't think about it hard, the past and pain would come out bit by bit like barbs. The details she thought she didn't care about, the things she thought she had forgotten, the details she thought she wouldn't feel guilty about...

Will she be the only one who will remember these good, bad, and plain memories from now on? No one to share, no one to check against.

So lonely.

Weng Nanxi thought that he went to a dinner party one time and missed his birthday when he went home. He waved his hand and said it was all right, but his face could not hide the disappointment. She was silent for a few seconds, stepped forward to kiss him, and apologized to him. But he pretended to be calm and kept drinking from an empty water glass for two full minutes, acting like a fool.

She thought of a very ordinary afternoon, she was reading a script at home, and when she looked up, she saw him sitting at the dining table in the distance, facing her, falling asleep with his chin propped up. Before that, because he wanted to be next to her like a clingy puppy, and she severely reprimanded him to either shut up or practice, he sat silently in the restaurant and watched her sit for several hours without making a sound. It's silly enough.

He went to a nightclub with her and a bunch of friends to drink, and he helped her block the drink until she lost consciousness. When the group was about to turn to the next round, he firmly held her hand, refusing to let her be taken away no matter what. Others came up to him with a smile and asked him to let go, but he stared and beat her hard. He looked like a god and demon, and the attack was not serious, and no one could get close to her. She didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and finally had no choice but to appease him and send him home. He hugged her on the way, whispering that he would protect her, don't be afraid.

besides,

besides……

And the last call before they broke up.

"Are you stupid..." Weng Nanxi murmured.

...

...

"Hurry up, bring me the manual!"

"Hey, don't worry, Linlin already said that Lao Han's movie will not be shown today."

"No, Lao Han watched a lot of movies when he was in [Zhumen]. If we guess according to Lao Han's taste, we might meet him by chance!"

"No, why do you say no. Also, why are you so smart all of a sudden?"

"By the way, where's the apple?"

"Going to buy snacks."

Everyone was chatting, and suddenly a woman wearing a hat and a mask walked up to them. She lowered her head, her aura was out of tune with the lively surroundings.

It wasn't until the woman walked away that they started talking in low voices.

"The legs are quite long."

"Maybe a star."

"The figure is really good, and the face should be pretty too."

"Why don't you say handsome? How dare you assume gender?" Liu Zhijie was unconvinced.

Everyone greeted Jiang Yun one after another: "Xiao Jiang, your husband is finished."

Someone vaguely made the tone ambiguous on purpose, and it was really unclear whether it was finished or bent.

After a while, Hu Fei came slowly carrying a bag of snacks.

"Why so slow."

Hu Fei said, "I just saw a man wearing a hat on the road..."

Before Hu Fei finished speaking, Liu Zhijie added: "A man?" Then he was beaten up by his wife again.

Everyone told Hu Fei that the well-dressed, low-spirited, male-female person that night just now, they also saw it just now.

"She's a woman." Hu Fei said.

Everyone wondered why Hu Fei was so sure.

"I heard it." Hu Fei was silent for a while, then looked behind her.

Behind her, the lost woman could no longer be seen, only a group of lively people were laughing, shouting, and cheering.

"She's crying."

Hu Fei said softly.

"Crying hard."

...

...

Weng Nanxi stopped suddenly while walking.

She wanted to continue, but after taking two steps, she still stopped. If a stone blocked the only way for the water to pass, the people behind walked around her and walked forward.

There is a tree beside the road. She moved two steps to the side, her body limp and boneless, and she leaned against the tree as if she had lost her strength, then she squatted down to the ground bit by bit, panting violently, like a fish landing on the shore.

People around came and went, and no one took a second look at the woman who covered her entire face with her hat.

Everyone's laughter covered the uncontrollable crying of one person.

Ah, how about counting the tickets? (rub your hands together)