"Sister An Tong, I want to ask you a question," Jin Siqi finally changed his words, "If there was someone who loved you and someone you loved, who would you choose?"

"Of course I chose what I love." Chen Antong answered without hesitation, as if she was surprised that she would ask such a question.

"But..." Jin Siqi's voice softened a little, "What if this person who loves you is really good to you?"

In this metaphor, Meng Zhao is the one who loves herself, and the artist industry is equivalent to what she "loves".

She had vaguely talked to Meng Zhao before, but he was not very supportive. He felt that the circle was very messy, and what he wanted more was a simple girlfriend who could be a full-time wife for him and take care of his husband and children.

So, should I choose Meng Zhao to live an ordinary and warm life with him, or choose my own ideal? This is also what Jin Siqi often considers during this period. After all, if I miss Meng Zhao, based on my own conditions, It is very likely that I will never meet someone who loves me like this again.

"Siqi, what do you like to drink?" Chen Antong did not answer her question directly, but made a strange rhetorical question.

"...Soup." Jin Siqi was slightly stunned and answered after a while.

"So if it were me," Chen Antong's smile at this time was a little bitter. "While life is guaranteed, I would rather choose soda that I can only drink once a year than choose boiled water that I can drink at any time. ”

"Even if the soda is far away from me, at least I can have expectations in my heart. This expectation is the driving force of my life. But a life where I can only drink boiled water every day can really be seen at a glance."
Chapter completed!