At this moment, Chuxue was watching everything happening on the stage blankly.
Is this a love story?
Why, I always feel like I’ve seen it somewhere?
Where is it?
Where is it?
Where have I seen it...
The scenes that followed also made her nerves tense.
Sharp duel, fierce atmosphere.
The hero and heroine are in love, but neither of them admits this feeling...
Just like a rose blooming between blood and fire, it is so oppressive and poisonous that it is suffocating, but it is so beautiful and brilliant that it is eye-popping!
The script is well written and the performances of the male and female protagonists are also spot on.
A look and a subtle movement can already make the audience feel the atmosphere of swords and swords!
The clean but urgent background music enhances the entire atmosphere and stimulates people's adrenaline!
On the stage, Zhou Tong, who played the leading role, let out a hysterical cry:
"I don't know what love is, and I don't know if I love you or not, but I want to tell you...
Your smile is my midnight poison. Accompanied by the white moonlight, I know that if I swallow it, it will be fatal, but it makes me want to stop...
You are my woman, my goddess.
I want to ask you, will you hate me if I treat you like this?
Do you hate me so much that you want me to disappear, and you want me to taste the pain of separation of flesh and blood?
I have already had a premonition that you will make me experience the pain of separation of flesh and blood, and that life will be worse than death. On that day, you will leave me. From that day on, you will exile my heart to the endless wasteland...
My scar, it will never heal...
I can only keep that ugly scar forever, drying in the desert...
However, at the end, I still want to say something...
I love you……"
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Each word is like a steel nail driven into Chuxue's spine...
Her whole body began to tremble, shaking like a leaf in the wind.
Naturally, the face of Zhuang Lingjun next to her was even more ashen.
In his heart, Zhou Tongling has been delayed ten thousand times!
He didn't expect that this second-generation rich man who seemed to be carefree would actually produce such a play in two or three days!
Moreover, Jin Ting was actually invited!
Glancing over there from the corner of his eye, he could only see vague figures through the thick curtains.
Although he knew that the curtain had strong sound insulation effect, he still felt uneasy.
Logically speaking, Chuxue's memory has been wiped out very thoroughly, and generally speaking, it is unlikely that it can be restored with just a little stimulation...
But... there is still no way to fully understand the human brain. What if she remembers those things in the past...
No, he stretched out his arm and hugged Chu Xue's shoulders tightly: "What a touching line. It seems that the screenwriter has put a lot of effort into it."
Chuxue's mind was in chaos at the moment.
It feels like something is about to come out, but when I dig deeper, I find nothing, a fog, nothing solid and reliable...
What on earth was she thinking about...what was she trying to think about...she had forgotten something...oh my God, let her remember it!
However, even though I prayed deeply in my heart, I still couldn’t think of anything!
"What's wrong? Uncomfortable? Bored? Or is it because the sound is too loud?" Zhuang Lingjun stretched out his hand, touched her forehead, and exclaimed in a low voice: "Oh, Xue'er, you have a fever! It's so hot!"
"Really..." Chuxue touched her head drowsily, yes, it seems to be very hot...'
She probably doesn't have a cold... So, is she too bored, or is she deeply stimulated by the plot?
"How about we go back? If you have a cold, you need to take a good rest, and you can't take medicine. I'm afraid it will affect the baby, so it's better not to stay here." Zhuang Lingjun pretended to pull her away!
"No!" Chuxue screamed reflexively, trying to throw away his hand!
Chuxue only felt that her headache was about to explode. Could it be that she really had a cold: "I'm sorry...I...I'm just a little uncomfortable...Maybe it's because of this plot...This plot is too tense..."
"Then let's leave now!"
"But I don't want to leave."
Her voice was low but firm.
Zhuang Lingjun's face turned even more ugly: "Xue'er! This is just a drama. Is it as important as your body and your baby's health? You are such an adult, why can't you tell the difference between the situation?"
Xie Junhao was also advising from the side: "Yes, Xue'er, you go back."
"I just want to finish watching this show. There is only one hour left now, please let me finish watching it, okay? Otherwise I will be thinking about this and won't be able to have a good rest." Chuxue begged, "Really, I
I really like the lines, the atmosphere, and the plot, I can stick to it.”
"I can't see you being so stupid and torturing your body!" Zhuang Lingjun's tone became more and more angry. He tried to keep his voice as low as possible, not wanting people a few meters away to hear him. If you continue to toss like this, Jin Ting will definitely
He would realize something was wrong here! But he couldn’t allow Chuxue to read any more!
"Why are you so domineering? We are not married yet, not even engaged! Why do you care so much about me!"
Chuxue suddenly stood up, her eyes burning.
"Xue'er..." Zhuang Lingjun has almost never seen Chu Xue's expression like this.
Ever since she lost her memory and came to him, she had never shown such a serious and sharp expression to him!
"Why do you control me like this? What are you afraid of me on earth? What can't you tell me? Do you think I am your fiancée, your partner, your vase, or a criminal you imprison?" She
The more he spoke, the more excited he became, and his face turned red. "I am the mother of the child, and I know my physical condition. I don't like to be roughly interfered with! Even if you are the father of the child, it's the same!"
Finally, she added: "Besides, you are just claiming to be the father of this child!"
Zhuang Lingjun's face turned pale: "Xue'er, are you finished?"
Xie Junhao quickly smoothed things over: "Don't quarrel, don't quarrel, don't hurt the baby."
"Anyway, I want to finish reading. If you want to leave, you can go first." Chuxue didn't want to argue anymore and sat down by herself.
Zhuang Lingjun gritted his teeth and was about to say something when suddenly his cell phone rang.
At this time, he didn't have the leisure to answer the phone. He quickly pressed the phone, but the phone kept ringing again!
After doing this several times, he finally had to turn his body to the side: "Hello?"
A man's voice came from over there, and he said urgently: "Mr. Zhuang, that woman has run away!"