After Exchanging Shadows

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Chapter 38

Nguyen Nightshade turned over the photographs in his notebook and said to Mo: "Nightshade, these are beautiful photographs of you. ”

Mo: “...”

She wanted to find a ruler and look in the mirror to measure the thickness of the body's current face so she could see how thick Nguyen's face was.

Also... Nightshade.

When did I call you Nightshade?

Keeping Nguyen Nightingale in her own photograph, Mo flanked herself in the way, while beginning to talk to Chen Xuan, distracted Chen Xuan's attention: “By the way, the crew hasn't announced yet, how do you know I'm in this crew? ”

Chen Xuan immersed himself in joy, "I saw online photo and video footage of the start-up ceremony in Zuting a while ago, with ink on it, spread widely among fans, and I saw your figure there. At first I couldn't believe it, I confirmed it several times, although it was captured, not particularly clear, but I knew it was you, and I got the spot for this tour at the backup party of my fans, and you were in the same crew, and I brought something, wondering if I could meet you as well. I didn't expect to see you! ”

When she said this, she got excited: “Actually, when I saw you before, I was secretly happy and crazy, but I didn't dare to say hello to you. After all, I came to visit Mo's class, it was not good to do that. So I was going to go back this time and come back to you next time, but I couldn't help but walk halfway. I asked Mr. Gu if I could go back. I didn't expect Mr. Gu to bring me back. I'm so lucky today! ”

The happier Chen Xuan said, Nguyen took the opportunity to quietly write a line in her treading voice on her notebook, above her name signed by Min Mo.

That line was the last line in the movie before the song died: "You said you liked watching me dance. Can I give you another one?

After she finished writing, she pretended to have finished looking at the notebook. She casually placed the notebook in the hand of Ming Mo next to her. Ming Mo naturally picked it up, unscrewing the pen and continuing to talk to Chen Xuan. Chen Xuan went to speak distracted, while Mo held the notebook and pen, and the void on the page compared to the drawing, Chen Xuan easily created the illusion that she wrote on the notebook.

Chen Xuan Manhuai was happy: “I believed in trampling the song. You won't be gone for long. Someday you will come back. Everyone was waiting for you. They'll all know when the Züttinger announces it! In fact, a lot of backup meetings have not been dispersed. If you have any news, everyone will unite to support you! ”

“Thank you for waiting for me.” Mo smiled and handed Chen Xuan the handbook: “I signed it. ”

Chen Xuan cautiously picked it up. The more she looked at the familiar handwriting, the more she liked it. She took the notebook back to her satchel and said, “Sugar sister said you still have the night scene. I can't delay you here. Trampling, can I take a picture with you? I'll leave when I'm done. ”

Mo stood up and had a brief hesitation, but smiled and said, "Yes. ”

She understands that now fans and idol photography are typically choosing self-portrait patterns.

But she never takes selfies, let alone selfies.

When she met her fans before, she had never taken a selfie with her fans. Only a few people in the company, including Lu Qingming, knew about her special situation. In order to cope with this problem, Lu Qingming directly arranged for her assistant to take photographs on behalf of Lu Qingming and the fans. Once the fans have asked for a selfie, Ming Mo and Lu Qingming and others will also find a suitable reason to cover up the past, instead of another photography mode, every time the fans are stunned by the excitement of meeting with idols, they don't want to go much further, anyway, so Ming Mo has been quietly and safely walking on this matter.

Even Feng Tang Tang did not know the secret. Lu Qingming did not tell Feng Tang Tang, but only told him that every time fans came over, Feng Tang Tang was responsible for taking photographs of Xinmo and his fans. As for other details, he knew that Xinmo would deal with them.

If Chen Xuan is going to take a selfie with her now...

Chen Xuan took out his phone and stood next to Xinmao. At the same time, he raised his phone and was ready to take a selfie with her.

The ink was stiff all over.

She never takes selfies.

She hates selfies, even hate, fear. The last time she shot a magazine cover, the photographer, Matt, and the makeup artist were going to take a selfie with her, and she pushed Mattt, scared each other, and whispered a few words to get this over with.

At this moment, she saw the camera lifted up, pointing at her from this angle, next to a person, and all she felt was her pores filled with ice, and every breath, it was like it had become so slow, so slow that she even had the illusion of hypoxia.

She wanted to push away Chen Xuan, to slip away, to hide far away, to hide in a safe place where no one could find her.

But she can't.

This is an Nguyen Nightshade fan with a different meaning.

She hopes to replace Nguyen Nightshang in fulfilling this fan's wishes.

In this way, she believes Nguyen Nightshang will be happy.

Chen Xuan revealed a satisfied smile and was busy adjusting the angle of his phone.

Momo stood tall and glanced softly at Chen Xuan's raised selfie mode lens.

Have a laugh.

When you take a selfie, you should laugh and don't let anyone see you.

... laugh.

... smile.

Mo kept hinting at herself, but for such a brief moment, her face muscles seemed frozen, or she couldn't laugh, and her fingers were trembling slightly.

“Shall I shoot it for you?” At this time, Nguyen Nightshang stood up.

Chen Xuan unconsciously dropped his phone, and Nguyen Nightshang laughed: “Selfies are easy to face. ”

Mo: “...”

Chen Xuan: “...”

“I take pictures at an okay level.” Nguyen's tongue is soft and irresistible.

Chen Xuan was fascinated by the seven-year-old, some goddess personally photographed her and pedaled her song. Is there anything happier than this? Chen Xuan excitedly handed her phone to Nguyen Nightshang to thank her.

Without taking a selfie, Mo finally put a little heart hanging down his throat.

Chen Xuan grabbed Ink's arm and smiled brightly, waiting for Nguyen Nightingale to photograph them. Momo's eyes calmed down a little, but he looked at Nguyen Nightshade silently.

Nguyen raised his cell phone and spoke softly to Mo. “Smile. ”

Her voice was so ironed.

Mo never thought that Nguyen would be so gentle with her. Perhaps many times Nguyen Nightshade is gentle, except that she was previously bewitched by the appearance of Nguyen Nightshade and his grumpy mouth cannon from time to time, just not noticed. Her tightness was also relieved at this moment in the ups and downs of her mind, and the whole person seemed to find a bay in the words and eyes of Nguyen Nightingale to avoid anxiety, slowly relaxing.

Mo gripped his lips, smiled softly at the lens, or at Nguyen Nightshade holding the lens.

At the end of the photo, Chen Xuan left the lounge with satisfaction.

Mo only felt tired, more tired than shooting a few nights in a row. When she sat on the couch to rest, she couldn't help but go back to her room and sleep now.

Sleep, forget everything, maybe a little bit better.

“So is that really true?” Nguyen Nightshade came to this.

“What is it?” said Momo, knowing what she might want to ask.

Nguyen Nightshang sat next to him and said after a while: “I once saw an explosion about you on the internet, and it's not really an explosion, it's just some discussion. It was just a small discussion, not many people knew, and I didn't believe it at the time, thinking they were talking nonsense. ”

She said that, stopped.

“Go ahead. I have a lot of material online, see which one you're talking about.” Mo again grabbed another pillow and closed his eyes to support God.

Nguyen stared at the long eyelashes she had hidden when she closed her eyes, and her voice dropped a lot more voluntarily: “Some people online say you're afraid of selfies and you have selfie phobia. They say they've never seen any of your selfie angle photos on the internet, they've never seen you take selfies with other people, they've taken photos with friends or fans, they've sunk lots of contrast pictures, they've never taken a selfie. ”

Mo didn't talk.

Quiet room.

After a while, Mo opened his eyes slowly.

She crossed her face and looked into Nguyen's eyes. She was previously reluctant to face it, and even thought about it, she was afraid of sweating and had to forcibly dump it in the deepest and coldest corner of her heart and bury it in the dust.

Now she looks calm at Nguyen Nightingale, who mentioned it.

“Yes.” Mo admitted, “I don't like selfies. I'm afraid of selfies. Did you just see that? Otherwise, you won't be taking pictures for me. Thank you for helping me lift the perimeter. ”

A subtle expression appeared on Nguyen's face.

This expression is not surprising. From this expression, after all, Nguyen Nightingale had seen those discussions, but also the performance of Mo just now in the face of Chen Xuan's request to take a selfie. She was psychologically prepared for this matter. After being confirmed, she may just be a little tranced. This expression is more of a feeling of guilt.

Mo was also a little strange how she had this look, totally unexpected to her, and then Nguyen Nightshade opened his mouth.

"I'm sorry," said Nguyen Nightshang. ”

Mommy frowned: “It's none of your business. Why are you suddenly apologizing? ”

Nguyen Nightshade drowned, his eyebrows were low, and he whispered like a good boy who had done something wrong: “Just now, fans came to visit Ben, I took a selfie with each of them. I didn't know your situation at the time, and I made a selfie decision for you without permission. I'm so sorry. ”

Mo understood that he came over and didn't know why he suddenly wanted to laugh. She felt that Nguyen Nightshade was rare at some point, quite serious and pure. She had seen Nguyen Nightshade blush several times, but after mixing with Nguyen Nightshade's usual fairy, she was surprised to get along again.

Demonic and pure, this is clearly two opposing temperaments.

How the hell did Nguyen Nightshang do that?

And then she thought, slowly, a little bit of Nguyen Nightingale, if nothing, where the purity of the girl came from —— from that Nguyen Nightingale in college.

Time flies, a lot of things change, but some of the brands are still in the bones and hard to really get rid of.

Min Mo wanted to laugh, his face was bandaged like nothing was going on. “It's okay, you don't have to apologize. I said you could decide all these things, and I was there, and I didn't say anything, which means it doesn't matter. ”

Nguyen Nightshade worried, “I'm afraid that when they go back, the photos will definitely spread. The other fans will see the selfies. When the body changes back later, they will come to you to take a selfie. What do you do? Isn't that what you're afraid of? ”

“It's all right.” Min Mo: “In fact, there were some fans who asked me to take selfies every time before. They didn't know about me. Lu Qingming would help me with this. Every time it was over, as long as there was a photo, many fans who followed me for many years had become accustomed to taking pictures of me and them. ”

Seeing Nguyen Nightshade's guilt, now she's comforted Nguyen Nightshade instead: "It's a good thing you're taking selfies instead of me and my fans. Didn't you say that there are people online who know that I have selfie phobia, just this time selfie is released, so many selfie photos, evidence of iron strike, those explosives don't attack themselves anymore, no one will believe them. ”

She was regarded by the people around her as the most precious pearl, from small to large, and she really didn't know how to write the words comfort.

What does it feel like to comfort someone?

Now she finally understands.

It's about reassuring each other and making them happy.

You'll be relieved and happy.

It's an interesting experience.

This consolation obviously worked, and Nguyen Nightshade figured out this layer and shouted, “That's right, so they don't talk nonsense. To be honest, the material they used to give was kind of like that, and luckily not many people noticed it. ”

"'It would be embarrassing if everyone knew about this,' said Ink. A man who hangs out in the entertainment business is afraid to take a selfie. It's a joke to tell. If Shen Qiao didn't know about this narcissist, she would have laughed at me for a month. ”

Nguyen shook her head and said seriously: “I'm not worried about that. I'm afraid those people who are going to dig deeper and dig out why you're afraid of this when they find out. You're definitely not afraid of selfies, you're afraid of something that leaves you with a mental shadow, and it happens to be about selfies. It is customary for them to flip through people's wounds like this with impunity, and I do not want them to dig up and expose themselves to public view and cause you harm. ”

Hang in there.

After a moment of silence, Mo lowered his voice: “What about you? Do you want to know why? ”

“I don't want to. ”

“Why? People will be curious. ”

'Cause that's your secret. ”

Mo: “...”

Nguyen smiled slightly: “This is your secret, you don't want to tell anyone, including me, then I don't want to know either, because you don't want me to know. And one day, you want to share it with me, and you want to tell me, that's what I want to know, because that's not your secret anymore, that's yours and mine. I don't want to know your secrets, I just want to know yours and mine. ”

“Will there be a day?” She looked at the ink and asked softly.

After a long period of silence, Mo Mo said: "Yes.” Her dark eyes were so focused, she continued: "Since you and I already have a secret to exchange bodies, there should be other secrets. I just can't tell you yet. ”