The scene took half a month to shoot. In order to avoid the troubles on the Internet, Zhong Jiuyin has been on the crew all the time and does not go out and does not surf the Internet.
Every day, she is not only filming but also practicing fighting scenes. She is so hardworking and humble, and everyone in the crew evaluates her very well.
Qian Yu felt that although she had not achieved the goal of "making big money" she promised at the time, she had already lived a good life without worrying about the stable holiday.
There is one thing that Zhong Jiuyin has a secret boyfriend who is filming abroad. They often contact each other videos, and now they have to make an appointment to meet.
Yan Cheng probably rushed forward too much, so he took two days off and decided to come back to see Zhong Jiuyin.
Qian Yu's thoughts are complicated: "I usually look quite cold in the videos, so why do I do things so lovely? Just two days off, one day I fly in the sky and I have to come back, just to see you... It's really a bad person
Looks like a person.”
Zhong Jiuyin was happy: "We are stronger than gold."
Second Guy: "Although I can't say it, I feel that both of you have used the wrong idioms."
Qian Yu sighed with his waist on his back: "You won't have many scenes tomorrow. You'll go and come back early anyway, so don't be photographed."
"I know." Zhong Jiuyin's tail had already been swayed, and she was so happy that she was bubbling.
I just ate the meat and separated for half a month, how could I not think about it?
Usually I can only tease on the phone, but I don’t feel real at all. I will finally be able to touch the real person tomorrow.
So after finishing work early the next day, Zhong Jiuyin rushed home without stopping.
Yan Cheng will not arrive later. She was in a good mood. She bought some fruits and came back, humming the tone and peeling and cutting them.
When peeling the apple, the peels drooped down one after another, hanging down on the wrist, making it cold.
She shook open with the tone, and the scars on her wrists were caught in her eyes. Because she was holding the apple, the scars were particularly abrupt.
Zhong Jiuyin was stunned and raised her wrist and looked carefully.
This is what happens when people are bored. If there is a special mole on the back of their hands, you have to look at it over and over again, not to mention the scars that come with the original owner's body.
She had only touched it before, and could feel a little bulge at the fingertips, but she didn't know how the original owner drew these wounds.
By the way, she put the fruit-cut knife on her wrist and compared it.
Judging from the most obvious scar in the middle, it should be a thrust when cut off. The wound is like a sharp stroke of the pen, which is relatively deep. I don’t know how much blood shed at the beginning.
There are two or three wounds, which should be tentative, shallow, maybe...
As he gestured in a straight line, the sound of unlocking sounded at the door.
Yan Cheng entered her fingerprint into his door, and she gave him a key to her house, which should be him.
She subconsciously turned around and looked over. It was Yan Cheng who opened the door and came in.
But before she could say hello, Yan Cheng's expression changed, he threw away his luggage and rushed over, knocking off the knife in her hand.
"What are you doing?" the knife fell into the pool with a clang, and he asked tensely.
Zhong Jiuyin was stunned for a second, blinking and gnawing on the apple in her hand.
"I'm going to cut the fruit. But the skin hasn't been cut yet, otherwise you'll just take a bite?"
Yan Cheng frowned tightly, held her hand, and glanced at her wrist: "Have you cut the fruit into your own hands?"
She took another bite of the apple and said vaguely: "The fruit peel fell on my wrist, so I thought about how 'she' cut the wound at the beginning."
"real?"
"Really, I don't have anything to think about. I really don't eat it? Then I'll finish eating it alone."
Yan Cheng breathed a sigh of relief for a while, covered the scars with his palms, and pulled her to sit down in the living room.
He had been on the plane for a long time and rushed back in turmoil. He was a little tired and leaned against the sofa, but his hands didn't let go.
"You scared me. Don't compete with the knife when you have nothing to do in the future."
"I understand--" Zhong Jiuyin leaned over and kissed him.
A couple who have not seen each other for a long time can spark sparks when they touch each other. When Yan Cheng kissed them, the fragrance of the apple was passed between the lips and teeth of the two.
Zhong Jiuyin wanted to reach out to climb on his shoulder, but his hand was grabbed and he couldn't struggle even after moving.
Yan Cheng felt her struggle and stepped back a little.
Then he raised her hand, lowered his eyes and gently kissed the scar on her wrist.
Zhong Jiuyin could not describe that feeling specifically, but his behavior made her feel like electricity, as if something was beating with her heart.
"A little itchy..." She pulled her hands back, her movements were very light, but she rubbed her lips for a while.
Yan Cheng kissed again, rubbed his fingers against the raised scars, and suddenly mentioned Feng Qing.
"Feng Qing found a fund owner and wanted to bring funds to the group to shoot online dramas. Maybe she thought that filming online dramas was the last bottom line she could accept. The director and actors were found according to the current situation. However, that online drama was filmed.
Before the end, she would be suspended halfway through the time, so that she would also feel the feeling of disappointing expectations.”
"Will you feel a little happier?"
Zhong Jiuyin nodded slowly, then said to herself: "She really found a second Sucheng. Who is that person?"
"A rich second-generation rich man, I heard that he had pursued her before."
She was a little confused: "Don't he know what she did?"
Yan Cheng opened his mouth and wanted to tell some ugly truth, but in the end he simply said: "Everyone needs it, and character probably is not within their consideration."
Zhong Jiuyin thoughtfully and fell on his shoulder and said, "The emotions of netizens will not dissipate in a short period of time. In fact, she will have a hard time without you doing anything."
She also prepared one-stop service for Feng Qing, making Feng Qing's jealousy a little more violent, so that her mentality collapsed.
"But it's good that you do. You have to treat your benefactor with this attitude of helping you first."
Yan Cheng's eyebrows calmed down a little, and he smiled and said, "Yes, benefactor."
She said again: "I don't know how much Feng Qing can hold on. I'm still waiting for her to come to me when she is in pain and can't hold on."
"I want to see her?" Yan Cheng didn't want her to see Feng Qing again.
Her mental state is already fragile than normal people. If Feng Qing said anything, it would probably stimulate her.
"No one witnessed the perpetrator's pain, how can it be called revenge?" she said lightly.
"And I don't believe what she said at the trial. What kind of robbing resources is addictive. One mistake can only be wrong. She must have another reason. After the trial, she can't ask, and wait until she is in a bad state.
Ask, maybe you can get the real answer.”
She hadn't told Yan Cheng what Feng Qing said after the trial, and she had to ask him. Thinking of this, she suddenly wanted to call to greet Feng Qing.
But now is obviously not a good time. How can a handsome man be in the mood to do something else when he is pregnant?
Yan Cheng was still thinking about her words, and the person leaning on his shoulder suddenly tilted his head and kissed his Adam's apple.
"Stop talking about the disappointing people. We haven't met for half a month. I've been there until now when you were your voice, appearance and smile that night... huh?"
Yan Cheng covered her mouth and hugged the person horizontally.
"You still don't speak the most. I'm a little tired, so I'll lie with me for a while."