Electric Phantom [Entertainment]

After a long time, Xiang Xiaoyuan recalled tonight and felt that her courage was too fat for countless times!

But at this time she didn't know, she was purely whim, impulsive.

Wei Zhuang sat on the sofa with delicate eyes.

At least for a moment, Xiaoyuan felt that it was very subtle, but inexplicably, almost in the next second, Weizhuang's face turned cold.

I usually talk to her very peacefully, and treat them differently because of the distance between them in terms of age, social status and achievements.

Even though she doesn't like to laugh, there are almost no emotional ups and downs, as if everything is not worth causing her emotions.

But at this time, Xiaoyuan was sensitive to the fact that she was angry.

Her sitting posture has not changed, and her eyes seem to contain eternal ice. In fact, she does not have a sharp and thin appearance. The outline of her eyes, nose, lips and chin are all very soft and delicate. This is not only the shape Beautiful, and the bones are also beautiful.

If she hadn't been too cold and repulsive, she would definitely be a lively beauty.

Xiao Yuan stood there in a daze, a voice screamed in his heart, are you crazy? Are you still thinking about how she is when she is not cold?

Now how to do?

Is she angry?

Why are you angry?

She was confused and a little overwhelmed.

"Everything is for acting, right?" Wei Zhuang said suddenly, his eyes were indifferent, and there seemed to be a trace of gloom, his voice was like icy water hitting a rock, making Xiao Yuan shiver slightly, "...I..."

Before Xiaoyuan could collect his thoughts and speak, Wei Zhuang had already stood up and walked away as if he didn't expect her answer.

She walked out of the living room quickly, and when Xiaoyuan passed by, the hem of her skirt brushed her trousers quickly.

Xiao Yuan was stunned, and only had time to let out a soft "Hey".

what to do?What does this mean?

what happened?

She is really angry?

Xiaoyuan's mind was in a mess, and his first reaction was to chase after a few steps, and then hastily stopped.

There are generally two ways to deal with an angry person. One is to catch up with her immediately and communicate with her to make the other person feel valued.Another way is to let her calm down first, calm her emotions, and then see if she needs to communicate later.

What kind of Weizhuang is it?Would she not like someone bothering her?

Xiaoyuan stopped and walked back to the living room, but she could compare her heart with her heart, she was the first type, she didn't like being left behind when she was in a bad mood, it would make her feel very lonely.

Thinking of this, she chased a few steps again.

But Wei Zhuang is different from himself, right?

Xiaoyuan circled back again.

Wait, she was angry and she didn't say anything, wasn't she even more angry?

Xiaoyuan frowned and ran a few steps again.

Wait, but she doesn't know what she is angry about in Weizhuang?If she asked, "Where did you go wrong?", what should I answer?

If I don't know the answer, wouldn't the other party be even more angry?

Xiaoyuan ran over and back several times in distress, bit his thumb and thought for a long time, and finally sighed, forget it, forget it, don't act rashly if you don't understand the situation, it will be bad if it gets worse.

She was so worried that her facial features were wrinkled together.

woohoo.

Even if they are both women, the old world is still very difficult to understand!

The octagonal window was crackled by the raindrops, and Wei Zhuang stood alone in front of the window, the silent lamp dazzled her all over.

The night was getting darker, the rain was getting heavier, and it showed no sign of stopping.

It was cloudy and rainy, just like that day.

When she was 12 years old, she came home from the Western Sword Gym, only the maid greeted her.

"Miss, you are back." The maid took her sword case and backpack.

"Where's my dad?" She asked him to discuss the course schedule for the second half of the year. He was a busy man and it was too difficult to meet him. She made an appointment with his secretary several weeks in advance.

The children of Wei's family usually go to noble private schools, in addition to the prescribed courses, there are also optional courses.

The maid replied: "Sir and Madam are going to pick up the young master."

She paused, "Aren't you coming back today?"

The maid could only answer truthfully, "Sir, they went on vacation in Europe and will come back in a week."

I don't know where they live after I come back, and I don't know when I will make an appointment and meet again.She didn't feel disappointed, maybe she had been disappointed too many times, and she didn't know what it felt like to be disappointed again.

I remember that year was in April, and it was always rainy in Shanghai in April. She attended classes, studied, and exercised alone, as always.

The next day an unexpected person came to the house.

The person who came was wearing a dark blue or dark purple cheongsam, with a classic look, embroidered with delicate begonias.As we all know, although cheongsam is good-looking, it is not universal, and it is difficult to wear it properly and look good.She had never seen anyone who could wear this color of cheongsam so gracefully.

"My daughter is at home." The woman called her affectionately with a soft voice.

Nannan is the nickname for the youngest daughter in this area.

Weizhuang sounded very strange to her ears, no one had ever called her that, "Who are you?"

"Don't you remember your mother?" The woman sat over, and under the reflection of the magnificent crystal lamp in the hall, her bright red lips looked like a delicate and full rose.

Hearing this word, some information points she learned flashed in Wei Zhuang's mind.

Her name is Zhu Ehua.

It was her biological mother.

Father's first wife.

It was the mother she hadn't seen since she was born.

"Anyway, you have nothing to do, why don't you go play with your mother?" She asked with a smile.

The information in her mind has been kept sealed. For a long time, she thought that these were like knowledge points in books, printed in books, and never thought that one day they would come to her alive.

12-year-old Wei Zhuang looked at her quietly for a while, then nodded.

Zhu Ehua took her away for a week.

The place where she lives is always fragrant with flowers, and different flowers are delivered to her door every day.

She didn't want to let herself do homework, "That's too boring, I don't want my daughter to become a little bookworm."

She holds a dance party at home, and the air is filled with the strong smell of perfume, the twirling dance skirt, and the music from the antique record player.

She, the most charming in the crowd, came over and took her hand, "Come on, baby girl, dance with mom."

She cooks at home, blackens the kitchen, and laughs, "Oh my God, it's a good thing I'm not a housewife."

Winking at her, "Fortunately, my daughter doesn't have to cook in the future. Don't go into the kitchen."

……

One night she said to her with tears in her eyes: "There is not a day when my mother regrets not being with you, but for the sake of living, my mother has to leave you. I miss you every day. My God, you are so beautiful and outstanding. I'm so proud that my mother's suffering is worth it."

During that week, she didn't do any homework, didn't go to the western sword gym, and didn't go to the gym. She didn't complete any of the things she was supposed to do, but she felt very novel and fulfilling.

She was 12 at the time, so she would have looked forward to it.

After that, she has been waiting, she didn't tell anyone, and no one found out, because she took classes, exercised, and learned all the skills she was interested in alone as usual, only she knew what she was looking forward to in her heart.

I don't know how long it has passed, so long that she can't even remember how long it was.

Until one day, on her way home, she passed a crossroad in Luhua Plaza, and there was a huge poster on the billboard of the shopping mall.

Above is Zhu Ehua's face at a 45-degree angle. She is wearing a retro cheongsam, with a peony flower inserted between her temples, and she is dressed as a dancing girl, swaying gracefully.

There was a row of words "Chu Ying made another great success" and "Played the role of mother for the first time" pierced her eyes.

Wei Zhuang got out of the car and went to buy movie magazines. Unlike children of the same age, her daily life was all about studying and rarely paid attention to entertainment information.She opened the book, and immediately saw Zhu Ehua's photo, and several pages were her movie interviews.

She smiles sweetly and has a variety of amorous feelings, and each photo has a different charm.

The reporter asked several questions for the interview, and she answered the reporter's question, "Yes, it's the first time I play the role of mother, and it's quite interesting. Uh-huh, I mean, it's not difficult to play the role of a dancer, the hard part is Playing a mother who is a dancer by profession."

"Well, for an actor, the experience in life is very important. I did use some methods to empathize with this character."

"This film was shortlisted for the main competition unit of the Venice Film Festival. I did not expect to win the award. I am very surprised and very pleased to have the opportunity to be seen again."

"Congratulations on winning the Best Actress Award at the International Film Festival again."

"Haha, it is indeed the best gift I received at the age of 35."

Wei Zhuang closed her eyes, her nails dug into her palm, her lips turned white from biting, after a while, she asked the driver to buy a movie tape.

When she got home, she watched the movie quietly by herself. All the plots matched, even her highlight lines were exactly the same. ..., you are so beautiful and outstanding, I am so proud, all the hardships my mother has suffered are worth it."

It was Zhu Ehua's familiar face and familiar words.

Her incomparably beautiful face, in front of Wei Zhuang, seemed to gradually become a painting, melting in the water, all the colors faded away in an instant, and she became completely pale and strange.

It's all about acting.

She turned off the movie and went outside. The weather was not good that day, and it rained soon, and the eyes were full of twilight. The rain hit her feet and her thin and thin shadow.

It has been a matter of years and months, and Wei Zhuang did not expect her memory to be so clear.

Xiaoyuan just went to take a bath, calmed down for a while, and felt that he still had to do something.There are several rooms in the presidential suite, Xiao Yuan is not sure where she is.

She looked around and seemed to be able to determine which house Weizhuang was in. She hesitated at the door.

In the shower, she tried her best to use her brain, she could only think of one reason why Wei Zhuang was angry, maybe she didn't like sudden things?

A boss like her should like everything to go according to her plan.Because I didn't tell her to play with her in advance, so she was angry, right?

Xiaoyuan really can't think of any other reason, because in her life, she has found her elder brother, Naiju, and co-actors to play against her, and she even tried acting with Shi Hai, as if this is not an unforgivable crime behavior?

But that's just what she thinks.

She didn't know what Weizhuang was thinking.

Xiaoyuan didn't think clearly, walked around her door a few times after hesitation, and went back to her room.

This was a strange place for her, she couldn't sleep on the bed, she moved the pillow and quilt to the carpet as usual, and leaned her back against the wall.

Go to bed first, and solve it tomorrow.

Maybe Wei Zhuang will leave in advance like the first time when he wakes up tomorrow.

Then the events of the night were turned over.

Holding this luck, she gradually fell asleep in the sound of rain.

After many years, when they had been together for a long time, Xiao Yuan knew the reason for Wei Zhuang's anger that night. She was very distressed and gave Wei Zhuang a very long hug.

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