Author: Thirteen pure onesMachine Translation
The movie in which Cheng Hao won the Berlin award was half of his real life.
When he was in the peacekeeping force in his early years, he was attacked by terrorists at night.
A bomb exploded outside the door with his face pressed against it. His roommate blocked him and was blown into a bloody mess on the spot. Cheng Hao narrowly escaped death. A few pieces of shrapnel were embedded in his waist and abdomen, almost penetrating into his internal organs.
He took the dozen or so surviving Pakistani personnel and evacuated from Pakistan.
From then on, insomnia was nothing out of the ordinary for Cheng Hao.
He had a problem with his mind and hired many psychologists, but none of them were of any use.
Wearing a vest, Cheng Hao wandered the internet, formed Mo Yun and Qing he, and played PIA games to pass the time of insomnia at night.
Those who did not suffer from insomnia would not be able to experience the pain of having a splitting headache, but they were still not sleepy at all.
He found a lot of hypnotic music, psychologists… …
None of them could compare to the sound of Mu Rou reciting prose in a low voice from her earpiece.
*
When Cheng Hao woke up in the morning, his head still hurt a little.
However, he was already used to this level of headache.
After washing up, he still looked refreshed.
He knocked on the door next door.
Xia Ling also got up. Her luggage and everything was packed properly.
Cheng Hao had met her yesterday, but today’s schedule hadn’t been arranged yet.
According to Cheng Hao’s plan, they should go out for a walk today.
He was quite familiar with London. Having filmed here, he could perfectly act as the girl’s tour guide.
“Good Morning. ”
The door opened.
The girl standing behind the door was already packed.
She had a ponytail and was wearing a long-sleeved sportswear suit. She looked fresh and athletic.
The sportswear was slightly loose and the girl had perfect proportions. With a little makeup on her face, she looked youthful and energetic.
In front of Mu Rou, he could feel her youthful aura… …
Thinking about how she was only in her early twenties, Cheng Hao felt that he was really old!
“where are you going? ” Cheng Hao looked behind her.
This morning, Mu Rou had already packed her suitcase. It was obvious that she had a plan in mind.
Xia Ling smiled brightly. “It’s rare for me to have such a great best actor to accompany me in London. I definitely have to settle down first and get brother Cheng to give me advice as well. ”
“You want to look for an apartment? ” Cheng Hao finally understood.
Mu Rou was an exchange student at the University of London. It was normal for her to want him to accompany her to look for an apartment while he was here.
Xia Ling: “En, Great God he Cheng, do you have time to accompany me to look for an apartment? ”
Cheng Hao: “Have you made your choice? ”
“En. ” Xia Ling scrolled through her phone and found a location.
When she was in the country, she had searched for information on the houses near the University of London on MSN and contacted a landlord near the University of London.
This house was only ten minutes away from the University of London, and the rent was 500 pounds a month.
With Xia Ling’s current funds, it wouldn’t be a problem to rent it for a few years.
If it weren’t for Cheng Hao, Xia Ling would have gone to look at the houses by herself.
She had nothing to worry about in a foreign country. After all, her strength was displayed here. A normal human wouldn’t be able to plot against her even if they wanted to.
*
Cheng Hao said, “let me take a look at this address. ”
Xia Ling handed over her phone.
Cheng Hao glanced at the street and location that she had recorded.
He turned around, took Xia Ling’s phone, and dialed his own private phone. When the call was connected, he returned the phone to Xia Ling.
“This is my number. You’re alone in London. If there’s anything, you can call me. I have friends in London who can save some emergencies. You’re a girl alone. You must pay attention to your safety in this foreign country. ”
