Dust's Perjury

Lin Sha once thought that he understood Wu Chen, but after reuniting with him this year and developing to such an unbelievable state, he gradually shook all his deep-rooted opinions.

The little sun who grew up in an affluent environment should be happy and open-minded.

But Wu Chen still has rare optimism and hard work.

At the same age, Lin Sha didn't know more than Wu Chen, and even fell into a meaningless relationship with a very childish attitude.

Looking back now, it was really stupid.

When staying alone in Beijing, Lin Sha studied the song that Xu Yun wanted every day.

He watched a lot of movies, and found inspiration from the original old songs. The whole person was crazy and immersed in it, and the time passed quickly.

It was already a week later when a prototype was finally drawn.

The Demo email was sent away, and Lin Sha rarely had the energy to go out for a massage. He couldn't control his legs, and the masseur also lost his eyesight.

It is also because of the young relationship, and I am still somewhat afraid of becoming more and more fragmented.

A regular massage habit allowed his legs to still stand straight, just too thin to the touch and not shrunken.

This is a small thing to be thankful for in the bitterness.

The massage therapist is very skilled, and patiently persuaded him while pressing: "Xiao Lin, you need to spend more time in the sun, and you have to press yourself at ordinary times. Don't give up on yourself. Maybe in the future, with the development of medicine, you will be able to stand up. .”

Lin Sha basically ignored this kind of wishful thinking, and just agreed with a smile, not wanting to embarrass the other party.

The masseur said: "My colleagues told me that you are a musician, you are really talented."

"Let's eat for a living." Lin Sha said lightly, "If you are really talented at my age, you will already be in your early years."

"That's not necessarily the case. I like Li Zongsheng. The kind of content that has connotations can only be written after a lot of life experience?" The masseur finished the work, helped him turn over and sit up, brought a glass of warm water and said, "Don't be discouraged."

Lin Sha looked at him silently, and saw that although he had vision problems, he could move freely in the room. While secretly admiring him, he also exerted some strength: Although he was not lucky, he was definitely not unlucky, right?Everyone has difficulties in life, there is really no need to feel inferior to fate.

When I came out of the massage shop, the sun outside was still extremely bright, shining on my body warmly.

Just as Lin Sha wanted to take a taxi to a familiar driver, he received a text message from Zhang Yifeng.

There is still no wordiness in it, just a few simple words: "Sister Yun is very satisfied with what she heard, and I hope to fill in the lyrics as soon as possible."

Xu Yun is definitely a leader in the pop music circle. Although he has been lazy and low-key in the past few years, he is still a mountain that no one can cross.

An indescribable pride gushed out from Lin Sha's heart.

He replied solemnly: "Okay, thank you."

Zhang Yifeng did not reply.

Maybe the previous emotional impulse has been annihilated because of repeated rejections?

That's great, and saves everyone trouble.

Lin Sha couldn't suppress the joy that was rarer than that of a giant panda, so he sent Wu Chen a WeChat message for the first time: "When are you going back to Beijing? Let's go out to eat hot pot."

The busy Wu Chen didn't hear from her.

Lin Sha was not disappointed either, the corners of his mouth kept rising, even passers-by looked sideways at him.

As a model worker, Wu Chen finished recording a large number of variety shows this season with pride. When he floated back to Beijing again, he was extremely thin. He flew directly from the airport to the company to take pictures with the boss. : "Sister Liu, it's almost enough, I really plan to get rid of the records next time, I can't mess around like this day and night!"

Liu Cheng brought him a drink: "What are you in a hurry for? I know you're tired, so you can do less."

Wu Chen: "Appropriate?"

Liu Cheng: "You also understand very well how much you invest in records and how much you produce. These few years are your golden period. If you don't make good use of them—"

"What's the golden period? It's golden if you shoot variety shows? Is that called a work? I don't look down on variety shows, but I'm not a host or a comedian. It can't make me go further." Wu Chen clasped his hands : "Anyway, I have made up my mind. Although you have the final say on my affairs, I believe you will respect my personal wishes."

Liu Cheng sat helplessly: "Let me think about it, you just finished your work, why don't you go back and rest for a day."

One day is already a luxury for a little fresh meat that is worth every minute and every second.

Wu Chen rolled his eyes, and took the opportunity to agree: "Okay, but sister Liu, don't let me down!"

Lin Sha's parents are good-looking people. He has been cute since he was a child. When he first entered middle school, he was the most handsome in the class. It was broken by a cold wheelchair.

In the following years, the clothes were nothing more than black, white and gray, the hair grew a little bit to cover the face, and he liked to bow his head when he didn't talk much.

With a timid and dull look, he deserves no relationship with Peach Blossom.

But why did God let Wu Chen disturb his heart again?

Lin Sha didn't figure out the meaning of fate, but instinctively drew closer to the temptation.

On this day, he specially bought new shirts and shoes, his hairstyle became neat, and when he went to the box of the hot pot restaurant, he also had a smile on his face.

But all the little scheming was ignored by the excited Wu Chen.

The guy busily served a lot of dishes and drinks, then carefully closed the door, sat next to him and said, "Don't worry, teacher, this is a shop opened by my buddy. There are no outsiders. You see, the decoration is exquisite, and the ingredients are even more particular. All the tricks are written in pamphlets!"

Lin Sha was curious and wanted to read.

Wu Chen raised his hand and snatched it away: "No, no, let me be the hot pot chef!"

Lin Sha glanced at him habitually, but the corners of his mouth curved.

Wu Chen didn't know why he was in such a good mood, and chatted happily: "You know, the owner of the store is the person I used to play with A Chinese Girl, named Bai Yi! It's very refreshing! I don't know if I will come today, so I can introduce it to the teacher. .”

Lin Sha's expression froze, even with a little fear: "No need."

Wu Chen blinked.

Of course Lin Sha knew Bai Yi, he was a regular member of their dungeon team, they met a lot, knew each other's personality and way of speaking, and even knew a lot of gossip, in case...

Wu Chen asked, "What's wrong? Why are you in a daze."

Lin Sha regained his senses and smiled: "No, I just want to treat you to a meal and have a heart-to-heart talk, so why don't you call someone else?"

Wu Chen agreed: "Okay! I won't find a light bulb for myself."

Lin Sha kept his heart in his stomach.

But the door of the box was knocked from outside.