I fight acting with green tea

"Jiang Xu, can I come in?"

After a long time, Xu Sihan tentatively asked the door.

The sound was not too loud, just enough for the people inside to hear clearly.

His voice temporarily separated her from the complicated emotions, and she looked at the door in a daze, as if hesitating to speak.

Now he seems to be standing outside the door of her heart, as long as she refuses to open the door for him for a day, he will never be able to guess her true thoughts.

It was raining all the time, and she heard the crackling of the rain on the window sill, as well as a few faint muffled thunders, the weather was as bad as her mood, it was terrible.

Seeing that there was no response from the room for a long time, his face darkened slightly.

But he didn't think about leaving, he just sat down next to the door. The ground was very cold, and the cold air penetrated through the thin fabric of the clothes and spread to all parts of his body.

His limbs were cold, but his heart was warm.He rested his elbow on the knee of his right leg, stretched out the other leg, slightly supported his forehead, tilted his head, and looked blankly at the ground.

Since he was a child, he was not afraid of the cold, even in the winter in the north, he always wore very little clothes.

When he grew up, he moved to the south with his family. Looking at the still lush streets in winter, breathing in the mist, he also did not wear much as usual.

Maybe it has something to do with his temper. He has heard many people describe him as a "cold-blooded animal".Do those beasts classified as cold colors have the same vicious and sharp eyes as him?In fact, he didn't have the time to think about whether it was right or not.

It's probably a stereotype, but over time, "cold-blooded" has gradually become synonymous with him.He never refuted, these trivial matters that had nothing to do with his career were never worthy of his heart.

It was only later that he found out that Jiang Xu was a native southern girl.

She has never seen heavy snow in May, nor eaten frozen pears, nor seen the aurora.Like any other Southern kid, she would dance for joy when the weather forecast called for hail, thinking she would finally see the fabled snow.

Looking through her previous circle of friends, there is a photo of her and that little crushed ice snowman piled up on the window sill, which is so small that it is completely unseemly.She was probably very excited, and it could be seen from the expression that her face was full of irrepressible happiness.

After experiencing the real Christmas Eve atmosphere on her first business trip abroad, she also saw real snow.This snowman is not made of the same "snow" as her snowman in the picture with unclear pixels.

"Oh lah (Spanish) oh lah, how is it? Can you see clearly? It's snowing heavily on my side, huh? My nose is red from the cold, it looks really cold, I I didn’t even look at the temperature today when I went out, I just came out when I saw snow,” she even had a video chat with him at the time, saying a lot about snow.

But they are all boring topics like "what do snowflakes look like", "when will there be more snow", "when will we be able to build snowmen".

But somehow he didn't find it boring, on the contrary, he found her reaction very interesting.

Now it seems that he is simply looking at a southerner who saw snow for the first time from the perspective of a northerner.Then of course what she does is interesting, because this is her first time seeing snow.

Thinking about it carefully, he remembered everything about her clearly.Sometimes she would even casually say a phrase of hers, scaring Song Ya next to her for a while without reacting.

What kind of existence is she to me?He had drawn up this question a long time ago, but he never had the time to sit down and think about the answer to the question.

Today, unexpectedly, he had the time to find out when no one would bother him.

From the first time he saw her, it was as if he had been buried in his heart by accident, but he didn't realize it at that time.

If he had known earlier that he would love her so much now, he would never have done anything to make her sad.Not to mention letting her cry all day long, even if she just shed a drop of tears because of him, he would be heartbroken.

She should exist like a thoughtful sweater, which is different from the hand-knitted one by my mother. She is a product that appears in the window of a haute couture shop, exuding a noble and unapproachable atmosphere all over her body.

But the amazing thing is that once you really have it, you will find that it is actually the one that can help you feel the cold and warm the most, and can warm you all the time.

Obviously what she did was not a big deal, but as long as she can stay with you, she will warm your chest all the time.

Most earnestly, most dearly.

At this time, there was a crisp door opening sound, and the door was pulled open from the inside.

Probably because she didn't expect him to sit outside the door, she was still close to the door, she habitually pulled the door in, only to see him stumbling to the ground.

The incident happened suddenly, and no one reacted.

"Si Han?! Si Han! Are you alright? God, why are you sitting here? It's so cold on the ground. Let me see if you fell down somewhere? I'll call Dr. Liang for you right now!" She She frantically helped him up when he fell to the ground, but when she was in a hurry, she slurred several words very vaguely, so he couldn't fully hear what she was saying.

It's just that he can guess what she probably meant, all naturally.It's nothing more than words of concern.

Although she is a young actor with mature acting skills, on weekdays, she is more of an ordinary wife.Emotions, anger, sorrow, and happiness are all part of her daily life.

Just like now, he could see what she was thinking.

If she could keep doing this, at least making it a little easier for him to understand, then the cold war just now would no longer exist.Because there is absolutely no such need.

It's best to be so honest with each other.

"I'm fine, don't call him." Hearing her mention Liang Shijun, he just shook his head, got up from the ground calmly, let her habitually reach out to tidy his hair, just stayed quietly, a word Didn't say much.

Seeing that he seemed to be in a bad state of mind, and then refused to call a doctor, she was somewhat anxious.I feel that I can't be negligent at this time, otherwise it will be bad if the root cause of the disease will fall.

"No, I think you'd better let Dr. Liang take a look, otherwise I'm really worried." After helping him up, she said.After speaking, he turned around and walked towards the stairs.

But before she could take a few steps, she was pulled back by a gentle yet domineering force.

He watched her black hair flying in the air.