During the video call with Yan Cheng in the evening, Zhong Jiuyin happened to carefully fold the printed paper in half and stuff it into the diary.
The phone was placed at a very awkward angle. Yan Cheng only saw her flipping through books and putting things away, and asked, "What are you looking at?"
Zhong Jiuyin said casually: "Diary."
Yan Cheng paused for a while and asked in a subtle tone: "Do you still write a diary?"
"Strange?"
"It's a bit." She wrote in her diary, which is probably as unimaginable as Zhang Fei wearing flowers.
He asked one more question: "What do you write in your diary?"
"secret."
Zhong Jiuyin stuffed the paper, looked at Yan Cheng on the screen and seemed a little curious, and asked him: "Want to listen? I can read a few less important sentences."
"Okay, you read it." Yan Cheng has been worried about her mood recently, so it would be best to distract her.
He didn't know why, but subconsciously he always felt that Feng Qing's public execution was not the final outcome of the matter, and her reaction should be the focus.
Yan Cheng looked at the person on the screen who was looking down at the book, and waited until she raised her head before looking away.
Zhong Jiuyin flipped through several pages and saw a certain paragraph on one of the pages. He raised his eyebrows and realized that this was it.
She cleared her throat and said, "Listen, it's about you."
"Is it related to me?" Yan Cheng leaned close to the screen and listened, with half-lowered eyes as if he was submissive, but the feeling was exactly the opposite.
He is obviously a cold-looking person, but his normal actions are inexplicably... astringent.
"Don't you want to read it?" Yan Cheng didn't hear the voice for a long time, so he stepped away a little and stared at the screen.
"Right away." She picked up the diary as if nothing happened.
"I read it——"
"Yan Cheng's mouth is really kissable, his Adam's apple is second, and his collarbone is third."
"..." The corners of Yan Cheng's mouth twitched, "That's all you wrote in your diary?"
"Of course there are others."
Yan Cheng breathed a sigh of relief and continued to listen.
She read again: "The place that cannot be kissed feels good, and the body is a man's best asset."
"It's pink~"
"..." Yan Cheng wanted to hang up the phone for a moment, just pretending that he had been buried in the snow overnight.
He held his forehead and closed his eyes, and did not speak for a long time.
Zhong Jiuyin closed the diary and said: "That's all I can read to you about you. Alas, I haven't written down my last experience, otherwise I could read two more sentences to you."
"Otherwise, I'll write it now and read it to you while I'm writing it, so that you won't have to worry about it."
She really found a pen to start writing. Yan Cheng's eyelids were twitching. He took a deep breath and said, "I'm not worried about it. You don't have to think so carefully."
But she has already started writing.
Recalling what happened that night, she was so moved that she could not stop writing as if she were engrossed in writing.
"First of all, the mouth is still so easy to kiss, and it also unlocks another function, which is more enjoyable than kissing."
"The clothes are not easy to understand, but maybe God wants to tell me that the fruits of success after hard work are the sweetest, with a warm body and that pink..."
"Stop." Yan Cheng couldn't bear it anymore and told her to stop her perverted behavior with a stern face.
"You don't call this a diary, you call it an obscene record."
Who wrote those things in the diary of a good person and said it was a secret? It really can only be a secret. Anyone who exposes a few words can be charged with harassment.
Zhong Jiuyin disagreed and continued writing. After finishing writing, he closed the diary again.
"This is called recording your mood anytime, anywhere."
In fact, it was to update the progress of Feng Qing’s incident in a timely manner and to comfort the original owner.
Yan Cheng didn't refute, watching her slowly packing up her diary, he asked casually: "It's been a few days since the klapori night banquet. Have you received any arrangements from the organizer?"
"Copy it, I'll go with the crew. When will you be back?"
Yan Cheng spoke in a gentle tone: "The day before we start, we have a flight at four in the afternoon."
Zhong Jiuyin: "Oh, the time is quite auspicious, it's not dark yet."
Yan Cheng: "..."
The time has been told to her clearly, and this is her reaction. Does he care whether it is dark or not?
He felt chest tightness and shortness of breath again.
The two people stared at each other across the screen, neither of them aware of the other's brain circuit.
After a few seconds, Zhong Jiuyin came close to the screen and said seriously: "I missed you very much while you were gone."
Yan Cheng's symptoms of chest tightness and shortness of breath suddenly disappeared without treatment.
She added: "I want to touch your hand, I want to kiss you, I want to be honest with you. Without you, I feel that life has lost half of its color and flavor. Believe me, I have never missed someone like this."
, you are the first survivor in my love."
Hearing the straightforward attack in front of him, Yan Cheng's heart beat a beat faster, but the more he listened to it later, the more he felt something was wrong.
I couldn't say there was anything wrong, but I was mentally and physically doubting whether she had ulterior motives.
He looked at the beautiful face and loving eyes on the screen, and cautiously said a few words: "I miss you too."
Zhong Jiuyin came closer, and the heat from his words caused the screen to become dense for a moment.
"Since I miss you and you miss me, why not wait until you come back and let's meet at my house again? You should be able to take time out of your busy schedule to come and stay for about one night."
Her words were normal, but her meaningful eyes and bewitching tone revealed her true purpose.
Yan Cheng felt like an unfair trade partner who was being urged to sacrifice his life, and he felt as tired as a newbie meeting a desperate client.
"You..." He really didn't know what to say.
Zhong Jiuyin wanted to urge him to agree quickly, but she heard Qian Yu's voice outside the door.
"Come and open the door. I have something to say. I'm here with the two of you."
Qian Yu was very measured. He never came to her room alone, but always took the couple with him.
She raised her head and answered, without hanging up the phone, and asked Yan Cheng: "It should be about Feng Qing. Do you want to listen together?"
Yan Cheng nodded, then watched her walk to open the door.
He looked at the back figure on the screen and suddenly felt——
Some people are born to be masters in relationships.
It usually makes people choke, but when it comes to really important details, the subconscious behavior can directly poke people's hearts.
Maybe she didn't realize it herself, but she was accepting him, from body to heart.
Qian Yu and Erkui entered the room and were about to talk loudly when they were caught off guard and saw a face on the screen of the mobile phone on the table. They were so frightened that they almost choked.
"...Yan Cheng, Zhong Jiuyin, the angle you hold your phone at is too deadly."
He glanced at it and thought it was something to commemorate.
Zhong Jiuyin went over and adjusted it so that Yan Cheng could have a sense of presence in the meeting even while staying on his phone, and then asked Qian Yu: "What's going on?"
Qian Yu glanced at Yan Cheng on his phone and said a little more seriously: "Didn't you say you took a photo of the book cover before? I was speaking for you in the fans' scolding battle today and came to ask if I could still post the picture.
I think you were expecting that picture to be used, so I wanted to ask you if you want to collaborate again?"
Zhong Jiuyin recalled it, but Yan Cheng spoke first: "Can you send me a copy of that picture?"
"No." Zhong Jiuyin unexpectedly did not agree to his request.
Yan Cheng and Qian Yu were both stunned for a moment.
She made her decision without changing her expression: "Just say yes. Is there any news?"
Qian Yu: "Ah? Oh, and...haven't you filmed a complete drama before? It just couldn't be broadcast because of a lack of funds. Now the director said that there is hope for it to be broadcast, and he wants you to help when the time comes.