It's Not Too Late [Entertainment Circle]

Chu Wange has loved eating fish heads since she was a child. She used to hear her grandmother say that after eating fish heads, it will rain when she gets married. But on the day she and Wen Zhuo got married, the sky was clear and the sun was shining brightly. The sun made people feel dizzy and at a loss. She had always thought that Wen Zhuo, like herself, had to choose to get married due to circumstances. For such a family, marriage is a bargaining chip that they can use to make deals. Talking about something like love is too extravagant. Who is not to be married to? Who is not married to? It's rare that they know the basics and are familiar with the roads. Until one day, Wen Zhuo was drunk, his eyes were red, he pinched her neck, and asked her through gritted teeth: "Chu Wange, are you heartless?" At that moment, she realized that there was a secret love that was silent, but like grass in the cracks, growing stubbornly and persistently. After a long time of baptism and precipitation, it finally grew into a towering tree with lush branches and tangled roots. It was deep-rooted and could no longer be shaken. After half a lifetime of obsession, I finally found out that the person I loved was not the one I loved, and the one I loved was already by my side. It was a tired afternoon in the senior year of high school. Wen Zhuo opened the window and breathed in fresh air to wake himself up as usual. The sunlight poured in, making his whole body warm, and his eyes wandered around unconsciously. The next second, the figure of a girl dancing on tiptoes under the tree in the yard next door came into his eyes. The sun shone through the gaps in the leaves, and a beam of light just reflected on her body. Her slender figure seemed to be coated with a faint rose gold halo, and her whole person looked gleaming. Her slender, white neck was like a noble swan, her waving arms were graceful and light, and her slightly raised chest when she turned sideways was like a small hill. At that moment, Wen Zhuo felt as if he had been hit by something. He subconsciously put his hand on his chest, trying to suppress the deafening pounding sound somewhere in his chest. There is a letter in the deepest drawer of his desk. The last line reads: On the top of the Himalayas, there will never be thousands of lights. Before he could send the letter, he heard her lowering her head and saying to herself in frustration: "What should I do, brother Wenzhuo, I seem to like a boy." A love letter that has never been sent, a secret love that has never been spoken of, and it has been gathering dust for many years. PS: There will never be thousands of lights on the top of the Himalayas - excerpted from "I Miss You, But I Can't Tell You" by Emily Dickinson Heroine: Actress in the entertainment industry Male Protagonist: The Prince of Beijing Circle Double C, 1V1, the heroine is slow to warm up, marry first and fall in love later. New article "Love Confusion", copywriting: The first year after Xie Weini left, Zhuang Xian moved into Yunlu Villa halfway up the mountain. Being alone in the huge villa, he looked like a lonely ghost wandering around all day long. For a whole year, no one knew that during the countless sleepless nights, he needed to rely on alcohol to numb himself. As if he was addicted, he searched for all kinds of famous wines from all over the world, and lived a ridiculous life of drunkenness and wealth with his friends. Until he alarmed his father, who rarely disciplined him as an adult. His father was furious and took him back from Yunlu Villa and arranged for professional medical staff to help him get rid of alcohol dependence. He rested in the small building of the private hospital for half a year, isolated from the world, and everyone just thought he was seriously ill. Later, he moved back to Chunjiang Road and never drank alcohol again, trying to get his life back to normal. He changed his mind, settled down, and was completely different from his former wild self. Until he saw Xie Weini again. It was a rainy summer evening. He had just finished talking and was about to leave when he passed by a young lady wearing a white skirt. Her steps were hurried, but cautious. The beauty mark on the corner of her mouth was trembling, and there was a kind of thrilling beauty. The sound of her high heels hitting the ground was like stepping on his heart every time. He froze in place for a long while. It turned out that he easily recognized Xie Weini with just a profile. What's even more sad is that Xie Weini didn't recognize him at all. Purpose: Love is a long-term companionship