Quick Travel: Crazy criticism of the host and his love for him

"Hello, the phone you dialed has been turned off..."

After several calls with the same response, Qin Yuanzhen's fingertips holding the phone turned white, and he finally smashed the phone out of anger.

And the person he was calling was in the rain...

The patter of rain wet his clothes, and in the small area illuminated by the lights on the roadside, his figure with drooping eyebrows briefly appeared.

He walked aimlessly, not knowing where he was going.

The cold rain slid down from his chin and flowed into his chest, bringing with it a chill.

A car rushed out of the rain and flew past him, causing a bunch of water splashes to fly.

"This kid...why doesn't he go home so late at night?"

The car that left came back and stopped beside him.

"Anchi, dad, he is my classmate."

The car door opened and a tall man stepped out.

"Classmate Anchi, why are you alone in the rain outside... Let's go, get in the car, and go to my uncle's house first."

He looked at the man in front of him silently, and his eyes met Song Shi's eyes through the rain curtain.

An Chi got into the car, and the camera captured the car leaving.

The next shot shows Anchi sitting by the bed wrapped in a thick blanket.

The door opened, and Song Shi walked towards Anchi with a bowl of hot soup.

"Did you quarrel with your parents? This is the ginger soup made by my mother. Drink some first."

An Chi stretched out his stiff and trembling hands and carefully held the bowl: "Thank you... thank you."

This was an important point in Anchi's change of view on Song history. Even after drinking ginger soup, Anchi still had a fever at night.

In order not to disturb his parents, Song Shi took good care of Anchi overnight.

Anchi looked at the person changing his towel, and felt warm in his heart that had been left out since childhood.

He waved away Song Shi's hand and said angrily: "You can sleep on your own, don't worry about me."

Song Shiquan thought of him as a nightmare and still took care of him with all his clothes on.

It wasn't until the person on the bed was sleeping comfortably that Song Shi lay down beside the bed.

Then Anchi opened his eyes and saw the person sleeping quietly beside the bed.

He looked at Song Shi's side face, a little stunned.

"Ka! This one passes!"

When the director's voice fell, Song Sichen opened his eyes appropriately.

The moment their eyes met, the two looked at each other and smiled.

"It's already past six o'clock. We won't be shooting today. Let's call it a day."

"Work will start at 8:30 tomorrow morning."

Everyone said hello and left. Except for the staff who were packing props and other items, only Yan Eucalyptus and Song Sichen were left at the scene.

Yan Yu waited for Song Sichen to finish greeting the staff as usual, and then returned to the hotel together.

When closing the door, Yan Yu looked at Song Sichen.

"Let's play together later?"

"it is good."

Watching Yan Yu come in seemed to be something he had to do every day.

Song Sichen didn't open her own door until the door was tightly closed.

At eight o'clock in the evening, the two sat together.

"Old rules?"

"Wait a moment, wait for me to slow down. Although it is filming, it is a bit strange to hold hands with a boy."

After saying that, Yan Yu stood up and went to the bathroom to wash his face before coming out.

He sat next to Song Sichen and said with a heavy face: "Come on."

"Relax, it's not this serious."

Saying this, Song Sichen entered the scene for a second, moved his fingertips, and carefully moved towards Yan Yu's hand hanging aside.

He covered the back of Yan Yu's hand and held Yan Yu's fingers.

Yan Yu hurriedly pulled out her hand as if she was electrocuted. Meeting Song Sichen's gaze, Yan Yu, who felt that she had overreacted, put her hand back again.

"Come again."

"How about if it's you instead and you imagine me as the perfect goddess in your mind, would it be better?"

"Is it possible?" Yan Yu was a little doubtful.

"Try it."

The skin touching each other is like a dragonfly touching water, and there are ripples in the water every time it falls.

At this moment, Song Sichen seemed to understand why Yan Yu would hide every time. This shy itch would make people curl up.

Just as Yan Yu covered his palms, he saw Song Sichen looking at the folded hands without blinking, and then retracted them stiffly.

"If you really feel uncomfortable, you can ask the director to borrow your seat for filming."

When Yan Yu heard this, she was instantly happy: "Why didn't I think of it? I will borrow my seat when the time comes."

Song Sichen looked at Yan Eucalyptus, who seemed to be relieved and smiling, and felt inexplicably regretful.

If I had known he would not have spoken, such a good opportunity to attack would have been wasted.

That's all, it's worth the sacrifice to make him so happy.

Seeing the smile on Yan Yu's eyebrows, Song Sichen also smiled in a good mood.

The next day, there was no need for Yan Eucalyptus to appear on the scene.

After all, the real protagonist is Song Sichen, and everything must unfold from Song Sichen's perspective. Yan Yu can only be regarded as another protagonist.

After eating together at noon, Song Sichen returned to filming.

Yan Eucalyptus watched for a while and then sat on the periphery of the set. He took out his mobile phone when Song Sichen finished filming.

Song Sichen thanked the actor who acted with him, and then turned his attention to Yan Yu in the corner.

In sight, Yan Yu held the mobile phone and looked at the interface of the mobile phone absently.

He walked forward and accurately captured the red color on the screen.

Li Mengyao.

Song Sichen recited the name silently. This was not the first time he saw Chi Yanyu like this. At this moment, this person who had never been masked once again sounded the alarm in his mind.

"looking at what?"

Yan Yu suddenly woke up, subconsciously turned off the screen, and raised his head.

"Nothing, just looking at the posts online. Is this scene finished?"

"Ah."

"Here are chairs."

Song Sichen moved the chair over and placed it next to Yan Yu.

"Yan Yu?"

"Ah."

"Did you come to the set because you were in a bad mood after being broken up?"

"Yes, but don't worry, I won't delay the filming progress."

"That's not what I meant. Since you like her, why do you want to break up?"

Yan Yu smiled bitterly: "This matter is too tortuous, so I might as well not mention it."

"Is there no possibility of staying?"

"He cheated on me and explained it to me after Valentine's Day. He also came to see me on the day I came to the set, but I didn't know how to deal with this relationship..."

Seeing the distress and entanglement on Yan Yu's face, Song Sichen mentally increased Li Mengyao's danger level.

"In this world, it's not easy to meet someone you like and the other person also likes you. When you are angry, you will always be angry. You have feelings for her, why don't you give each other a chance."

Yan Yu was silent for a long time, as if thinking about Song Sichen's words, and then said: "Let nature take its course. When "Flowers in Bloom" is finished filming, and I still can't let it go, I will go find him. If he still likes me, we will Together. If he doesn’t like it, then I will let it go and bless him.”

[I personally send the person I like to someone else, and I don’t know if he will die of sadness. 】

Looking at Song Sichen's gentle face, Yan Yu smiled and replied to the system: "He doesn't like me now."

[The past cannot be changed, and the future is full of variables. I've seen his downfall. 】

Yan Yu smiled and said nothing.