"A world of difference".
These words were so heavy that Song Chuci stumbled and fell a step.
His body trembled slightly, Song Chuci's pupils trembled, and he stood stunned. He looked at the young man in front of him with disbelief, as if he couldn't believe it, such hurtful words came from the other party's mouth.
Song Chuci was a man with a strong desire to control. In front of him, Luocheng would always be at a disadvantage. But today, at this very moment, this young man pulled him down from the sky with a single sentence, and stepped on the soles of his feet.
Luo Cheng's words completely pierced Song Chuci's heart. This is his biggest weakness, and this is the scale that he doesn't allow anyone to touch.
The fashion industry is a luxurious and glamorous place. It is the back garden of the upper class. The five top magazines in the world have never had a civilian editor.
Song Chuci was the first.
When he first became the editor-in-chief of "Muse", behind his back, how many people were talking secretly, poking his spine, despising him for having no background, and even some people even bluntly mocked his origin.
Over the years, Song Chuci used a tough hand to shut up these people.
Many years have passed, and no one dares to discuss Song Chuci's right or wrong in front of him or behind him. If Xi Ze is the fashion godfather in the fashion industry, then in addition to Xi Ze, he is the only real power in the Chinese fashion circle.
It's been three years, Song Chuci has been in this position for three years, he has never heard any kind of sarcasm, but those words can't make him enter his heart, only this time, this young man is obviously much lighter than those people. , but it made him feel as if he had been cut open and thrown under the sky, naked and endured by the scorching sun.
His face turned pale in an instant, but Song Chuci held back the pain in his heart and asked calmly, "Who said something to you?"
Song Chuci was not stupid, Luo Cheng had obviously cried, but now he ran up to him and said such cruel words, which means that during the few hours he disappeared, someone was making fun of him in front of Luo Cheng. Make him misunderstand himself.
But the one who answered Song Chuci was Luo Cheng's colder gaze.
He looked at Song Chuci with an indescribable look in his eyes, some of which were disappointment, some were anger, and some were grief and disgust. This disgusting look made Song Chuci feel like sitting on pins and needles. He was stiff all over. He tried his best to tell himself that this was the person he liked, and that this person didn't really hate him.
But what Luo Cheng said next made Song Chuci's self-hypnosis even more ridiculous.
"I know they want to divide us, they want us to separate. But Song Chuci, I'm not stupid, I just don't want to care about it, don't think I'm a fool, those things are real, those things really happened in On you. With your identity, why did you climb to your current position in such a short period of time? Song Chuci, some things can't be hidden for a lifetime. I thought my love for you could make me ignore these things, but when After I really know about your disgusting and filthy things, Song Chuci, I can only hate you..."
"Do you know what you're talking about?"
Song Chuci's calm voice sounded.
There was a glint of water in Luo Cheng's eyes, but he gritted his teeth and said with a smile, "I know, I'm telling you, I'm sick of you."
Song Chu looked at the unfamiliar boy in front of him with kind and peaceful eyes. He watched for a long time, and finally laughed lowly: "You are the first person I like, Luocheng. I, Song Chuci, have never been clean, but from beginning to end, you are the only person I have liked. Is that enough?"
"not enough."
The simple words made Song Chuci's eyes red, and his fingers squeezed into the palm of his hand tightly. After a long time, he said: "You are the first person I like, after being with you, I have only you, is that enough? ?"
"not enough."
Five deep crescent-shaped marks had been pinched out of his palm. Song Chuci stared at the young man in front of him with complex and deep eyes. He seemed to be struggling, but in the end, everything became a sentence.
This sentence was very calm, but in Song Chuci's heart, it was the last straw for him.
He said: "No matter how I got to where I am now, now and in the future, I have only you. You love me, and I love you too. You also know that what other people say is for the purpose of breaking us up, so Los Angeles , forget those words, and live a good life with me, is that enough?"
At the end of the day, he has already said it very humble, although his eyes are still firm, but his back has been slightly twisted. He stretched out his hand to touch the boy's face, but as soon as he touched the tears on the boy's face, he was slapped open by Luocheng.
Luo Cheng's face was full of tears, Song Chuci knew that this child would always hiccup when he cried, but now he held it back, just kept shedding tears, and looked at himself with indifference and disgust, as if Sitting high in the sky, looking down at the lowest, meanest dust.
"Song Chuci! Now, are you still saying such things in front of me? You said you love me, I love you, and we are going to be together? I tell you, I never liked you, even if I did. , From now on, as long as I hear your name, I will only think, how could I have loved such a disgusting person as you!"
"Luocheng!"
"Song Chuci, you don't have anything to explain. As long as we are still breathing, there will be no chance for me and you to meet in Luocheng again!"
"Luocheng!"
"Song Chuci, you really make me sick."
After this sentence was over, Luo Cheng turned around and left.
The door slammed into Song Chuci, who was trying to chase him out. His whole body was beaten and fell backwards, and the palm that had been pinched out the mark was directly hit with blood, mottled and dazzling all over the palm.
Song Chuci sat dazedly on the floor of the entrance, staring at the pitch-black door.
At this time, suddenly, the sound of the clock chiming came from the house.
At 12 o'clock, that person's birthday has passed, and the gift he carefully prepared has not been sent out.
Song Chuci had not tasted this feeling for several years.
It seems that in the eyes of that person, he is the most humble and lowly villain. Even if he has climbed to his current position, he is just a nouveau riche, and he will never be qualified to stand and speak with each other.
He studied etiquette for ten years and became a joke at this time. He has studied the rules of the upper class for five years, and at this time, he has also become a handle for the other party to laugh at him.
No matter how hard he tried, in the eyes of some people, it was just a joke after a meal.
He is the dirt, the dirtiest dirt, even if he climbs to the sky, even if he can make those who once despised him look up, he can't stop him, the only person he has ever loved in his life, standing on a higher sky, one foot Step him to the ground again.
The light was on, but his heart was dark.
Song Chuci was not a weak person, he didn't show any more collapse at this time, just stared at the ground blankly. I don't know how long it took before he started to move.
When he took out his mobile phone, Song Chuci's fingers trembled a little, but he still pressed the number of Luocheng. However, just after the call was connected, he just opened his mouth and said, "What you know is true, but I really like you!"
On the other side, he quickly replied: "Go away!"
Called again, it was no longer possible to connect, it should be added to the blacklist.
As if he didn't know he was tired, every time he was hung up, he continued to call him every time. After making more than 100 calls, Song Chuci suddenly laughed when the phone was automatically turned off.
His eyes were bloodshot, and he kept laughing. He seemed to be laughing, and he seemed to be crying again. The voice echoed softly in the quiet room, and tears flowed from his eyes very quickly, wetting his face.
When he first entered the magazine, he didn't cry when someone stepped on his finger; when he got a promotion and a raise, but was abused behind his back, he didn't cry. The name Song Chuci seemed to be synonymous with strength, and he didn't even think that this young man would have such a big influence on him.
Why, now the person who hates me is you
Anyone can, I am not a person worthy of sympathy, but why is that person you
Before starting this game, Song Chuci didn't expect that he would fall so deeply one day; or, before this moment, he didn't think that the boy's contempt could make him fall from heaven to hell in an instant, and he would never be able to turn over.
That look was so cold that Song Chuci couldn't forget it until now. Every time he blinked, the boy's eyes would appear in his mind, full of reprimand and disgust, as if he was looking at the most disgusting thing.
Those eyes seemed to be transformed into countless dull knives, slashing at his heart all at once. Crunching, crunching, there was blood flowing from the wound of the heart, the hot blood was mottled and dazzling, and the blood and flesh where the knife slashed, the wound was embarrassing.
Some things just can't be explained.
In order to get the current status, in order to make those who look down on him have to look up to him, Song Chuci has never been clean. He has accepted the unspoken rules, which are mutually beneficial. There are young women and old women. If it is said that this is betrayal of the body, it is really an exaggeration.
He's really good looking, and smart enough to be flexible.
Even though he has cut off the relationship with the previous women over the years, but he has done those things, then he can't explain it to Los Angeles.
Because these are facts.
Isn't that look in Luo Cheng's eyes already saying everything
In the eyes of the person he likes, he is just like a mb, low and dirty.
There is a word called "Take what you need". In the adult society, no matter how dark it is, you must accept the reality. But Song Chuci knew that the person he liked would never touch this kind of thing. He had this qualification to be pure and clean, and he had this qualification to climb to a very high position without relying on other things.
Except for He Chaoman, Xi Ze only held one Luocheng.
Are He Chaoman and Luo Cheng the only talented models in the world
That's definitely not the case. The reason why Xi Ze went to support them was because they were He Chaoman and Luo Cheng.
The world is so realistic. He climbed to the current position by his own means. He thought he was qualified to love people and have what he wanted, but he didn't understand that he was disgusted by the person he wanted to like the most. in the soil.
Song Chuci knew that even if he was just an ordinary person, Luo Cheng wouldn't care. But when they met, everything had already happened and could never be changed. And if he was really just an ordinary person, would he know Luocheng
Absolutely impossible.
He didn't blame Luocheng, nor did he blame himself. After sitting at the entrance for an hour, Song Chuci got up and walked to the dining table, where he devoured the food. These dishes are already cold, and the greasy and greasy things are unappetizing, but Song Chuci seems to have not noticed anything and continues to eat.
At the end of everything, there is only one cake left.
It says "For My Favorites" in jam, but the owner of the cake never sees it again.
It was said that if anyone oversteps the rules first, they will do laundry, cook, and clean up. Luo Cheng didn't take this step first, and Song Chuci left, so on this day, he made a lot of preparations, personally cooked food, and personally made a cake that was not good-looking.
The cold in the middle of the night invaded the man's body, and his red eyes stared at the cake. First, I took the first bite, then the second, and then the third... Song Chuci had never been so embarrassed, even when he was pushed into the quagmire and called "Biao Zi's son", he was never so embarrassed. .
That night, Song Chuci vomited all night, then collapsed in the bathroom, crying and laughing.
He doesn't hate Luocheng, he's just laughing at himself, he laughs at himself thinking he has the whole world, but he doesn't get what he wants most. The world is really unfair to him, but does he have the opportunity to choose, does he have the right to choose
His childhood was not as vigorous as some poor children, but full of ridicule from others. His appearance is inherited from his prostitute mother, and his wisdom may be inherited from the client of the woman who is scolded as a cousin by others.
He Song Chuci was really greedy, he was never a good person, he wanted to get what he wanted in the easiest way, then he took a shortcut, and then he lost the love he could have.
After a sleepless night, the next day, Song Chuci staggered and went to the kitchen to get a piece of bread. However, as soon as he took the first bite, he couldn't help but spit it all out.
After taking the second bite, I spit it out again; the third bite, I still spit it out...
In the end, he threw the piece of bread aside and slumped on the ground, crying and laughing.
On the other side of the city, Luo Cheng also cried all night, and then suddenly he ran out of the house again, trying to drive back while calling Song Chuci. But before he entered the garage, he was stopped by his brother and sister, and he repeated those words again, making Luo Cheng lose his mind again.
A day later, Los Angeles and Wen Ya left Huaxia and flew to the United States on the other side of the ocean.
The author has something to say: Remind me, [Editor Song is not a virgin. To be able to achieve this status at such a young age is not clean. His three views are not right, but before Luo Erha, Editor Song never had a relationship with a man. , don't worry about this, but other things are not guaranteed], so the girls who mind can suspend this extravaganza.