MTL - Lay Flowers To Plato-Chapter 6

After hanging up the phone, Bo Tu ignored Zhou Niansen and left without looking back.

Zhou Niansen's face was ugly. He stood up and wanted to chase and stop. He gritted his teeth and cursed. He looked at his **** lying on the dog bed, and suddenly felt a little depressed.

He had never chased anyone, and the only time he was in a serious relationship was with Bo Tu. After he confessed, he naturally got together, and there was no other vain pursuit at all. With Bo Tu like this, he didn't even know how to coax people to change their minds.

When Bo Tu went downstairs, he realized that he didn't bring his wallet. After he came back and gave the taxi driver money, he slipped the wallet into the shopping bag containing dog food. He can't go anywhere without a penny, Zhou Niansen is still at his house, and he doesn't want to go back.

He took out his mobile phone and checked the time. It was 12:20, which was the rush hour. It was estimated that all roads would be blocked. He called Fan Xiaoyu and told her not to go to her for dinner.

It wasn't that he couldn't ask Fan Xiaoyu to pick him up, but he didn't want her to bother her again. It is very hard for a girl to do this business. It comes and goes in the wind and rain. All she does is nodding her head and bowing to wait for others. She has to be on call 24 hours a day, all year round, and her income is not stable. Fan Xiaoyu looked at the nerves and laughed all day, but in fact life is not easy at all.

He went to the small park next to the apartment, found a stone bench under the big locust tree and sat down, thinking that after half an hour, Zhou Niansen should leave.

This park has neighbors exercising and walking dogs in the morning and evening. Botu also often comes here to walk the ball. Sometimes when he is recognized, he will smile at others, and those who like him will come over and ask for a photo. Take a photo or sign your name.

There were hardly any people in the park during the day, not to mention it was lunchtime. Bo Tu didn't even need to wear sunglasses, no media staring, no fans chasing after him, and he didn't have to face Zhou Niansen, he felt much more relaxed.

The big locust tree will drop small insects, and the insects are spit out thin silk, and the fleshy body is half-rolled and hung in the air, looking a bit funny.

Berto saw God.

A long time ago, he was not an actor, and his parents were still working in China. There was a big locust tree like this downstairs in their house, and there were such funny fat bugs. At that time, no one knew him, and there was no camera to chase after him, and there was no need to wear sunglasses when going out, and there was no need to be afraid of being followed. Every morning, his parents give him ten yuan, four yuan to buy stationery from the subway, and the rest for lunch. He can save a small treasury every month, at most fifty yuan a month, and buy it at the stand at the exit of the subway station. I got a fake Lakers No. 8 jersey, and when I got home, I hid it secretly and didn't dare to be seen by my parents.

Later, I agreed to the scouts to act because I was playful.

Yeah, if it weren't for Zhou Niansen.

But where does life come from, if there are so many people who have already appeared, and what has happened, no matter how bad it is, there is no way to wipe it off and start over.

Bo Tu smiled self-deprecatingly, picked up the sunglasses and put them on again. The dark lenses turned the green shade above his head into black branches and leaves, and he could no longer see anything alive.

At a charity-themed dinner a week later, Bo Tu arrived early.

The founder of the organizer "Fangcao Angels" Foundation is a senior partner that Bo Tu worked with when he entered the industry in his early years. When he was young, he was a powerful actor in the circle. When he was older, he began to focus on charity and public welfare. . Bo Tu respects him very much and trusts the foundation under his name, so he donated a large amount of money to support the foundation at the beginning of its establishment. Afterwards, the large-scale activities of "Fangcao Angel", as long as Bo Tu has a schedule , almost all come to cheer.

But not everyone who attended the charity dinner had such a mind in Berto.

There are many celebrities at the dinner party, and the entertainment media will naturally not miss the opportunity to catch dozens of news materials at once.

Every time this kind of banquet, there will always be a few colleagues who are looking to fight for a show, but today, I don't know why, there are many such people.

There is a female artist that Bo Tu once collaborated with, but her quality is very poor in private. She opens and closes her mouth with genitals, and she also yells at the staff around her. See. Today, the actress is flying all over the field like flowers and butterflies. She has to tie a tie in every interview pile, trying her best to portray herself as a loving angel. As soon as the VCR of the out-of-school children in poverty-stricken areas is finished, she will cry with pear flowers and rain. A contrived look of wanting to suffer for those children.

Bo Tu looked tired, and went to the rest area to take a breath just halfway through the dinner.

At this time, it was the climax of the dinner party. The two rows of sofas in the lounge area were empty, and there was no one. As soon as he sat down, the closed door was pushed open again, and a person came in.

Bo Tu frowned slightly, he thought he had no connection with this person.

His ex-boyfriend Luo Jing obviously didn't think so. He forced himself to come over to sit opposite Bo Tu, smiling a bit unnaturally: "Bo Tu, how are you doing?"

Bo Tu said lightly: "Very good. After beating someone, I am healthy and feel very happy."

"It's good..." After a brief embarrassment, Luo Jing quickly turned on the affectionate mode and said, "But I'm very bad, Bo Tu, I miss you very much."

Berto said: "I don't miss you at all."

Luo Jing looked remorseful and said in a low voice, "Are you still angry with me? I really just stumbled after drinking. Don't you know how I feel about you? I'm really..."

Bo Tu interrupted him: "Don't say it, I sound disgusting."

He stood up and planned to leave here, Luo Jing also stood up and continued cheekily: "I know you are still angry with me, but you always have to give me a chance. We are obviously very happy and happy when we are together. , I am sincere to you! I know you have feelings for me too..."

"Stop." Bo Tu was so annoyed by him that he lowered his face and said, "I have made it clear to you from the beginning that when you fall in love with me, it is only love but not sex, but you must be loyal to me, you swore at that time Saying that you also advocate this view of love, I will accept you only if you believe it. Since you have been lying from the beginning, what chance do you want from me now? Also, I have to correct two points. First, you and I I didn't feel very happy when we were together, and secondly, I don't have feelings for you either."

Luo Jing's face changed and changed, and said, "You don't have feelings for me? That's why you deliberately tricked me like this?"

Bo Tu said inexplicably: "What is playing with you?"

"Stop pretending," Luo Jing's tone became a little excited, "Of course I'm chasing you to get you to bed, which man is not like that? You said you want to play a Plato game, I'll try my best to cooperate with you, and you We've been together for three months, and I haven't even touched a finger of yours! What about you, you want to dump me after you've had enough fun, right? I'm drinking too much and making a woman's belly bigger, so you should treat me like that Dead hand? I lay in the hospital for three days and thought you were so angry because you liked me too much, and you just treated me like a little toy after a long time?"

Bo Tu laughed angrily: "It's you who is chasing me, I said when I promised you, I just promised to try to get along with you, if you say you like a watch, I will give you a watch, if you say you want When you wrote the movie theme song, I recommended you to the director. You said you wanted to go to Australia. I also got a visa and planned to accompany you there. I never told a lie from beginning to end, I did it and I could do it. You say I treat you like a little toy? Are you sick?"

Luo Jing was a little speechless, and blurted out after a moment: "You're **** sick! You think I don't know? You've been raped by Zhou Niansen in eight lifetimes, so what are you pretending to be a pure virgin? If I hadn't seen your face , why do you have to endure playing Plato for a few months, and still being played around by you? Don't learn from others to fall in love in the future, which man can endure not to go to bed? Besides, an actor like you who sells your **** to please the agent is also worthy You have to be a lousy guy like Zhou Niansen!"

He sprayed it, but his eyes caught Bo Tu's hand and touched the ashtray on the table. He turned around and wanted to run, but Bo Tu grabbed his hair and dragged him back. The marble ashtray slapped his face hard, "Kacha. "A sound - the bridge of the nose is broken.

Liang Xi was sitting at the table in the corner of the dinner party, playing with his mobile phone, and occasionally looking up at an empty seat not far away.

It hasn't been a day or two that he has been interested in Botu. Many people who play with him know about it, but unfortunately he is too lustful and courageous, and he dares not make a move after procrastinating for so long. He didn't attend the charity dinner very much. He would come today. He also heard that Bo Tu had a good relationship with the foundation. He would definitely come to the dinner party.

But he and Bo Tu are not in the same circle, so naturally the seats cannot be arranged together. He wanted to chat with Bo Tu, but seeing Bo Tu seemed to be lukewarm to everyone, he didn't feel embarrassed to beg that boring person.

After a while without looking at it, Bo Tu did not know where he had gone. Liang Xi was at first afraid that he had left, but seeing that his coat was still on the back of the chair, he sat down with confidence. What he thought was that today he had to exchange contact information with Bo Tu no matter what, not every time he dared to look from a distance, he had to try to get closer.

After a while, Berto came back.

Liang Xi stared at him eagerly, and soon realized that something was wrong with him.

In less than ten minutes, Bo Tu drank the bottle of dry red that was left untouched on the table, and then waved to the waiter to bring a bottle.

Liang Xi looked at it from a distance, and could feel that he might have been drunk, and his eyes were different.

More than halfway through the dinner party, the person in charge of the foundation was on stage introducing the fundraising plan for the second half of the year.

Berto lay down on the table.

After a long time, Liang Xi was able to walk through the crowd to Botu's side, but he was usually very popular. He walked two steps and met someone to greet him, and then walked two steps after another, making him do it. Worried and unable to ignore people, he looked at Botu absentmindedly while laughing.

Bo Tu may have heard that the people around him were all standing up to leave, and he slowly sat up straight, with a red mark on his face, and his expression was a little dazed, looking like he was drunk and awake.

He stood up and wanted to leave, but Liang Xi didn't care about anyone else, so he ran over there, and after a few steps, he saw a man supporting Bo Tu.

Liang Xi didn't know that person, so he grabbed someone he knew and asked, "That, that, put a Band-Aid on his nose and hold Bo Tu, who is that?"

The man looked at it and said, "Luo Jing? He's a songwriter, you don't know him."

Liang Xi laughed and said, "Nonsense, I still ask you if I know you?"

Bo Tu waved his hand and tried to break away, but the man insisted on holding him, and the two walked out in a strange posture, looking like Bo Tu was drunk and could not walk steadily, and the man named Luo Jing kindly supported him Same.