Yan Cheng did have a low fever. Maybe he was staying in the corridor all night after being exhausted and caught a little cold.
He found out the antipyretic medicine - he bought this medicine. He went to the hospital for blood stasis and prescribed some daily medicines when prescribing the medicine.
Zhong Jiuyin said it was useless at the time. She really didn't use it, so she used it on himself after a while.
After taking medicine, I lay on the sofa, closed my eyes but couldn't sleep.
Yan Cheng simply sent a message to ask Qian Yu what happened to Zhong Jiuyin this morning.
Judging from her, if he didn't leave in an hour, she seemed to be coming back to drive him away. It shouldn't be an urgent matter.
After a while, Qian Yu replied to the message: [Just come to the studio to check it out. She was very happy to leave Huancheng Entertainment and come to the studio. I think this is beneficial to her spirits.]
That means it doesn’t take much time, and you may be able to come back in an hour.
He replied thank you, and then Qian Yu sent another message, and there was a sense of caution between the lines: [What's wrong with you? She said that, break up? Did I understand it wrong?]
Yan Cheng replied: [Whatever she says is what she says.]
Qian Yu: […] This sentence is very connotative.
Yan Cheng had already obtained the information he wanted, closed his eyes and thought slowly about the time she would come back, and then had no choice but to send a message to Sister Xu.
It’s better to listen to her and leave when the time comes. Otherwise, I really don’t know if I will get angry again.
However, after the news was sent, Sister Xu did not reply and probably was still taking a break.
He clicked on the address book again, and his fingers passed by it, but finally stopped to dial.
Forget it. He still wanted to stay.
With the phone aside, he leaned against the sofa and looked around the living room.
Zhong Jiuyin doesn’t like to move things home. The long cabinet can accommodate all the items, and the living room looks a bit empty.
There was a pile of books on the long row of cabinets, and he stood up to help organize it.
It is not her non-mainstream bedside readings, but books, scripts, and some historical materials related to filming. It is probably a new costume drama with real history, and I want to make the role I play as appropriate as possible.
Perhaps when there was no notice in the past few days, she would sit here while looking through the information while recording carefully. She would occasionally bite the pen and twitch the falling hair, or stop and stretch.
It was only a few days before her emotional collapse, and she could cheer up and prepare for her work. She really loved this career, and as the doctor said, she was always actively saving herself.
So it's normal for her to blame him for implicating him.
Yan Cheng quietly sorted out the book, then held it on the coffee table, trying to wipe the dust on the counter.
When I looked up, I saw a crack in the entrance to the study room, which was covered with vain. The sunlight outside the window extended from the crack in the door until he was at his feet.
This house is southeast facing, and the study and balcony are the most lit in the morning. Why is it so clear? Because they tried it once in the study.
The sunlight seemed to guide him, wanting him to go into the study and take a look.
Most of his time here is spent in the bedroom and living room. The time he entered the study was also an accident. At that time, Zhong Jiuyin was like a hidden secret person and didn't want him to turn his attention to the study.
But…
Yan Cheng stood there for a while, but still couldn't help but walk along the light path and pushed open the door of the study.
The sun shines all over the room, the window is half open, and the wind blows the paper of the book on the table, shaking gently.
There is a diary under the book.
He hesitated to open the diary on each page, which was long and short, most of the time it was just one or two sentences, and it was not recorded every day, and some diaries were separated by a long time.
[The cover was withdrawn, and the publisher may never cooperate with someone like me again]
【I failed】
[I feel so uncomfortable, why do I still have to be jealous of others if I can't do it? How could I become like this]
[I'm still unwilling to give up, try the last time. Go out and look for an audition. A supporting role with only one line is OK]
[I found the show! I am the second female lead! Hard work pays off!]
【It still can't be broadcast. Maybe I'm just a bad luck】
[No one wants me, and no one can see me.]
【Do you want to try again?】
There was a blank space in the middle, and it seemed that it had come to an abrupt end here.
But he turned to the back and there was something he wrote from the last page, and the things he recorded were completely different from those before.
[Yan Cheng's mouth is really easy to kiss, Adam's apple is second, clavicle is third.]
[Where you can't kiss, you feel good, and your figure is the best capital for men.]
【It's pink ~】
[Your mother is here. She looks so sad, otherwise you shouldn't blame her.]
[Forget it, anyway, you can’t see your soul in the west. I will provide her with good care, don’t worry.]
【It's over, I'll slowly become you】
【A lot of fans like me, we are one, rounding up means you also like you very much】
【Will you be happy after receiving the show?
【I can't tell the difference】
Yan Cheng closed his eyes and swallowed his throat constantly, as if only in this way could the sour feeling be suppressed.
…
Zhong Jiuyin's studio is open on Yuanjiang Road, which is a little remote in Haicheng. It has been reinstalled, with bright windows and clean windows, and it feels good to look at it.
I got to know each other with the people who were staying in the office, and she went into the office to discuss the work arrangements with Qian Yu.
In fact, she remembered the arrangements very clearly. In order to miss out on important things, she also made an electronic itinerary to remind herself to prepare in advance.
So as Qian Yu spoke, she was not so focused, and even a little absent-minded.
She was still lying at home. When she thought of this, she felt like she was not sure whether the bathroom faucet was tightened. She felt anxious that she couldn't say it was and wanted to go back and check it out.
Qian Yu found that she was distracted and thought of what Yan Cheng sent a message to him just now, and his mood became subtle in an instant.
"Did Yan Cheng go to find you?"
Zhong Jiuyin didn't listen carefully, but was attracted by the name in his words.
"What?"
"I said, did Yan Cheng go to find you? I read gossip on the marketing account this morning and saw someone saying that he has returned to China. Didn't he look for you?"
Zhong Jiuyin asked replies without answering: "Why do you think he will come to me when he comes back?"
Qian Yu: "What else? If he doesn't look for you, would he go for excitement?"
“…Who knows.”
Qian Yu put the pen on the table and leaned back: "You know the answer in your heart, and you still have to ask."
She returned the original words: "You know the answer, but you still have to ask."
Qian Yu: “…”
That's really going to find her.
"Then did you drive him away? This is not good, right? The main reason is that he didn't make any mistakes. He broke up with a breakup, and his attitude should be better. He still owe you your kindness to repay, borrow his strength
You can save a lot of effort when you enter the movie circle. Don’t make a fuss. Just find him an excuse to not want to repay his kindness.”
Her eyes became weird.
Before leaving, Yan Cheng happened to say similar things, and they were afraid that they had not colluded.