Tk City, a town, in a single apartment.

The indoor wall light emitted a warm yellow light, and the sound of a woman sucking in tears came faintly.

Mosen, who was riding on the white-collar worker, roared irritably, and used one hand to push her thin shoulders, turning the person from the back to the front.

The nameless woman closed her eyes tightly, with a thick layer of tape on her mouth, reflecting a dim light under the wall lamp.

Her shirt was wide open, and her underwear was grabbed by one hand and she tore it hard.

"Um--"

The moment the vital point was revealed, the woman subconsciously let out a desperate cry.

Mosen raised his fist suddenly and pulled his arm far away, and could imagine what it would be like to fall.

The woman's depressed crying sound came to an abrupt end in fear.

After a few seconds, I had to suck my nose and sobbed again.

Mosen put down his fist and reached out to pull her long skirt.

The woman moved in vain, her legs closed, and a fierce humming came from her nose.

"Don't move!"

Mosen shouted impatiently while competing.

As she struggled, he pulled off his underwear with both hands, pulled it from the base of his legs to the soles of his feet, and thrust violently.

The sanitary napkin with blood stains stuck to the underwear is exposed.

Mosen opened his mouth and looked down.

Most of the woman's face was buried in her messy hair, and her underwear was torn to pieces, trembling faintly and crying.

Mosen withdrew his gaze, glanced at the sanitary napkin in his hand, and threw it aside with a "splash".

His face was disappointed.

...

"Card!"

Qin Jue quickly got up, picked up the long coat that he had thrown on the sofa earlier, and covered Masako Riki tightly.

She staggered back to the side, her face turned pale.

Perpetrator.

You are the perpetrator.

The sky was spinning in front of her, as if every face that died tragically under her in the end of the world rushed to come to her.

"Look, you're a bad guy."

"Perpetrator, perpetrator—"

"Hey, he's a bad guy, he's a complete scum!"

Qin Jue's back hit the window frame with a "clang" and pinched the throat with one hand.

"Xiao Qin!"

He Xu was still checking the effect in the room next door, and only the cameraman exclaimed in the venue.

"fine……"

Qin Jue narrowed one eye hard, and squeezed out two sounds of air like a trachea cut. The hand on his neck was even more forceful, and a circle of fingerprints and bruises quickly appeared.

The cameraman was still carrying equipment, frightened by her crazy self-abuse, and was anxious and panicked.

He wanted to step forward, but was forced to retreat directly by Qin Jue's fierce eyes.

After a few minutes, after a strong suffocation, this manic desire to kill was caught by Qin Jue himself.

The moment she let go of her hand, she slid down against the window and sat heavily on the ground.

"What's wrong?"

He Xu walked over quickly, his tone rarely flustered.

When Qin Jue heard this, he tried hard to lift his eyelids.

“No big problem.”

She gasped tiredly, her face and neck were covered in sweat, and her voice was as hoarse as if sandpaper was rubbing.

Masako Riki, who gradually pulled away from the character's emotions, sat up and stared blankly in her coat, not knowing whether to go forward or what.

"What happened to you just now?"

He Xucai didn't believe Qin Jue's nonsense, and his voice calmed down.

Qin Jue laughed hoarsely, and it sounded like a horror movie.

She raised the hand that had slightly torn apart due to force, and showed it to the old man like she had held a prop knife not long ago.

"This thing feels-" Qin Jue changed his palm into a single finger, and his fingertips were facing him, "This thing is very disgusting, so he started."

He Xu's eyebrows were twisted together, and he looked at her.

Qin Jue didn't say anything anymore, and he stood against the wall to breathe.

Her meaning is already very clear.

It is my own sense of justice and morality that resists the scene just now. If I want to punish "Mosen", that is, I will punish myself.

Just like the Sister who committed suicide back then.

He was so immersed in the role that he could not escape from the role. He thought from the bottom of his heart that he had really killed someone, so he was overwhelmed by guilt and regret all day long, and finally ended his life.

It is a good thing that actors can not be influenced by the plot and uphold a sense of justice and moral bottom line.

But for Qin Jue, who is not a professional and can only be immersive in acting, it is still unknown whether it is a good thing.

He Xu's thoughts circled heavily in a short period of time, and finally turned into a breath and sighed heavily.

"It's all acting, don't take it seriously."

He said in a gentle voice, "The film has been completed, go back and rest."

Qin Jue nodded tiredly, his expression depressed, and the reflex arc became very long.

After a while, she sneered softly.

"I'm in a good mood now."

Don’t Mosen feel disgusted when he lowered his moral bottom line again and again?

Sure will.

When anyone with a good heart does these things, his conscience will first make the most accurate feedback, which may be physically or mentally.

Qin Jue slowly stood up at the wall, tore off a note book on the coffee table, and recorded his emotional state.

When I was lying there, my hands were still shaking, and my words were crooked, like the hands of a person with mental illness.

He Xu glanced at her and shook her head gently.

The shooting ended successfully and the group walked downstairs.

Masako Riki, who had finished clothes, held Qin Jue's costume jacket, and the two stopped in front of the nanny's car, looking at each other high and low.

"Mr. Qin."

Masako Riki handed her coat forward and said sincerely, "I know I'm acting."

She said: "You are not wrong. I don't hate you."

Qin Jue looked at her steadily.

"The scary thing is just 'Mosen'. Mr. Qin himself is a very gentle person, so-"

"What if it's true?"

Qin Jue interrupted her.

“Eh?”

Masako Riki was stunned.

"I said, what if it is true?"

Qin Jue looked at her panicked eyes and repeated, "I will force you with a knife to hit you, invade you, will you hate me?"

"I……"

Masako Riki opened her mouth and couldn't speak.

But silence is enough to illustrate the problem.

Qin Jue hummed heavily.

"Feel sorry."
To be continued...