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He could also make use of the popularity of similar ‘revenge’ movies to raise the status of ‘revenge’ to a higher level than in his previous life.

Even if ‘revenge’ did not earn as much as ‘demon’ at the box office, as long as its reputation was established, it would be beneficial for his next movie.

At the premiere of “about I love you,” the interview was coming to an end.

Mo Anqi’s eyes scanned the venue before she whispered to Xia Chaoqun, ”

“Sister Xia, Shu Peien didn’t come.”

A well-known film critic like shupeien should have received an invitation to the premiere, but he didn’t show up at the ceremony.

He had been there the last two times Jiang SE’s movies were screened. He had even written a film review for Jiang se, which had helped her gain more attention.

However, since Shu Peien didn’t come this time, many people would probably use this as an excuse to make a fuss.

“Is he not very interested in these kinds of romance literary films?”

Xia Chaoqun crossed his arms and exchanged a few words with mo Anqi. The interview on stage came to an end. After the flow of events, the theater’s lights dimmed and the movie began to play.

The screen was still pitch black. In the movie, a phone rang. Soon, someone picked up the call. Jiang SE’s tired voice rang out.

“Zhang Zhen, let’s break up.”

The opening of the movie was a novelty to many people, and they were immediately interested in this movie under the banner of ‘love’.

As soon as Zhou Wei asked for a breakup in the movie, the screen lit up.

In the movie, a woman was combing her hair in front of the mirror. At the same time, the music started playing. The female lead changed her clothes and was about to go out. She was going to attend her ex-boyfriend’s funeral.

The camera followed the female lead, and the people around her began to say ‘my condolences’ to her. From this opening scene and the audience’s ‘comfort’ to the female lead, the audience had a general understanding of the female lead’s current situation.

She and the deceased male protagonist had been a couple for seven years. In the eyes of outsiders, the two had a very good relationship. They had been together for many years, and all they lacked was a marriage certificate.

“I thought that we would be able to drink your wedding wine soon.”

This was the most common sentence among the guests who came to the funeral:

“Who knew that such an accident would happen?”

Every time this happened, Zhou Wei’s face would reveal an awkward smile.

The audience who were watching the movie all knew the meaning of her smile because she had already broken up with Zhang Zhen before his car accident.

Regarding Zhang Zhen’s accident, Zhou Wei didn’t show any pain. Instead, it was as if she had put away this sadness at the beginning of the movie.

It was as if the person who had passed away was just an old friend that he had known for many years, and not someone who had lost his most beloved.

When the audience saw this, they had a more direct understanding of the relationship between the two.

Zhao rang didn’t need to explain abruptly with a narration, but started from the details. About five minutes after the movie started, he explained the important things clearly.

In the movie, Zhao rang used the maximum amount of light. In the rented house that had lost its owner, the sun shone through the glass window and the dust particles in the air gave off a dark and depressing feeling. When Zhou Wei’s slender figure was mixed with the dust particles, there was a strange tranquility that could be transmitted through the screen.

Different from the order of love movies from the budding, throbbing, blooming, and bearing fruit, the love flower in Zhou Wei and Zhang Zhen in ” about I love you ” had already withered at the beginning.

However, after Zhang Zhen passed away, Zhou Wei found traces of him everywhere in his life.

She thought that she didn’t love him anymore, that love was always worn away in the trivial matters of life and chores. However, on her way home from work, when she passed by West Lake, she kept thinking that she and Zhang Zhen had been here.

The love that she had thought had died began to sprout little by little with the familiar scenery.

The furniture in the house was still the same as before Zhang Zhen’s death. The two of them had rented a room and a living room. He was an illustrator and needed his own study. When they rented the house, the two of them had personally converted the small balcony into his own study.

Zhou Wei remembered that a few years ago, when their relationship was still good, she would always come in to accompany Zhang Zhen. At that time, he would draw and she would read a book by his side.

Occasionally, when he was hungry in the middle of the night, he could cook a bowl of noodles and share it with the two of them.

However, she didn’t know when it started, but she gradually stopped accompanying Zhang Zhen. She had had enough of this unchanging life. She no longer enjoyed that kind of pure peace.

She pushed open the door of Zhang Zhen’s ‘study’. The furnishings inside had not changed much, and the wallpaper that the two of them had pasted together had already turned yellow.

Seven years ago, when the two of them rented this place, they were clearly looking forward to the future. But when did this anticipation gradually disappear?

Zhou Wei tilted his head and thought about it carefully. Perhaps it was because she thought that Zhang Zhen didn’t know how to be romantic and would never say words of concern and love to her. He was too dull and didn’t even ask her to stay when she mentioned breaking up.

There was only his dream in his heart. He longed to fill the Art Gallery by the West Lake with his paintings. His dream was always in front of her, so on many important memorial days, he might forget it because of his painting.

There was a small desk in the small space. On top of it was a notebook that had been used for many years. There were also many drafts that had already been piled up into a thick stack. Many of them were already drawn before, and they had been packed up and placed in the corner.

He had met with this accident very suddenly, and there were some things that he had not had the time to pack up. There was a painting on his easel that had only been drawn halfway and appeared to be very sloppy. It was obvious that when Zhang Zhen was drawing this painting, his mood was already not calm.

He didn’t have works every day and there were times when he couldn’t calm down. When Zhou Wei flipped through his previous works, he felt that he had neglected his boyfriend a lot in the past few years.

When she thought that Zhang Zhen had ignored her, she had also ignored Zhang Zhen’s feelings.

She didn’t know him well enough. At least, she didn’t know that there would be a time when he would write her name all over the sketch.

Zhou Wei’s expression slowly changed. She seemed to be escaping and didn’t dare to open these dusty memories.

She walked over to the study table. The space was very narrow, and it could only fit one person. She was thin, and it was difficult for her to turn around when she sat down. When Zhang Zhen sat there, it seemed even more crowded.

All these years, what had supported him to persevere in such a harsh environment should be his dream.

Thinking of this, Zhou Wei laughed, but his eyes were a little red.

She took a deep breath, bit the corner of her mouth, and looked up.

The paint on the mottled ceiling above her was already peeling off, but when she looked up, she saw her name.