I hate seeing the facade

Yu Rong knew something was wrong with him.

He should be staying in his dormitory now.

Maybe he will order a warm Korean potato soup, or buy a new chicken teriyaki rice from X Ji for today's dinner.

But at least it's not like it is now, lying in the same bed with a man - face to face, eye to eye, so close that even the breath hits each other's faces hot.

Yu Rong's expression was a little blank.

However, the person in front of him still shamelessly rubbed against his side, and sighed with satisfaction: "Well...it's much warmer."

Yu Rong is too dry.

He didn't even know where to put his hands and feet, so he shrunk himself into a ball and lowered his eyes not to look at Fang Yiran.

Fang Yiran took all of Yu Rong's discomfort into his eyes.

He tried his best to suppress the smile on the corner of his mouth, slowly wriggled under the quilt, and moved to Yu Rong's side inch by inch.

"What are you doing hiding so far away?" Fang Yiran said.

Yu Rong raised his eyes and stared at him angrily.

Fried hair fried hair.

Fang Yiran put it away as soon as he was ready, he distributed the quilt on himself a little more towards Yu Rong, he actually wanted to quietly move his face closer to Yu Rong, but thought he was still catching a cold , Afraid of passing on to the children, so I moved my head a little away.

But Yu Rong's face is really sharp and small.

The skin is very fair. When there is no makeup on, it is so translucent that you can almost see the tiny blood vessels.

When you lower your eyes, you can see very long eyelashes.

However, he has a hard mouth and a bad temper, but he is still a beautiful kid who is pleasing to the eye no matter how he looks.

It was warm under the quilt, and Fang Yiran was extremely excited - his heart was like a lump of soft dough, steaming hotly.

However, it may be that the antipyretics have played a role, but his eyelids still began to become uncontrollably heavy.

But Fang Yiran really didn't want to sleep.

So he tried to open his eyes wide, and asked in a soft voice: "So today, why are you unhappy?"

Yu Rong's eyelashes trembled, and he lowered his eyes and said nothing.

Fang Yiran didn't feel embarrassed, he guessed on his own: "You don't like Jiang Qingli?"

Still silent.

Fang Yiran patted Yu Rong under the quilt with his legs, and said earnestly: "Captain understands, not everyone can get along right away."

Yu Rong said nothing, but mercilessly kicked Fang Yiran's restless legs back.

"But it's not easy for him, he's only one year older than me, and he debuted four or five years ago."

In fact, Fang Yiran was so sleepy that his eyes almost went black, but he really wanted to talk to Yu Rong more like this, so he could only keep his eyes open and his voice dragged down.

"People are very polite to us in the crew....I don't send drafts randomly and don't make hype. I'm a down-to-earth girl...I heard her say...she was so poor when she first debuted that she had to squeeze in with her boyfriend A house of fifty square meters..."

Boy friend?

Yu Rong raised his head blankly.

However, the person opposite had already closed his eyes.

Fang Yiran's face was only a few centimeters away from his ear, and he was still muttering something, but his voice was so weak that it was almost inaudible.

Fang Yiran fell asleep.

His current appearance is different from his usual carefree appearance. This man with strong brows and eyes seems to be a little more serious and reliable when he is quiet and not gibberish.

Yu Rong stared at Fang Yiran's face for a long time.

His mood suddenly cleared up without any reason.

——It’s like a child found a long-lost toy car. It’s a kind of solid feeling that the stone fell to the ground and found again.

Fang Yiran suddenly murmured again.

It's okay for this person to talk a lot, even when he's asleep, he's still so noisy.Yu Rong couldn't hear clearly, but he was really curious, he hesitated for a while, and moved his head a little closer.

Fang Yiran said vaguely: "Fortunately..."

Yu Rong still couldn't hear clearly, so he moved his head a little further.

Fang Yiran murmured: "Fortunately... it didn't fall..."

Luckily you didn't fall.

Yu Rong was stunned for a long time.

He suddenly remembered the moment when Fang Yiran pushed himself away today, it seemed that every detail was precisely slowed down at that moment—whether it was the cool wind blowing past his ears, the piercing stones under his feet, Or it was Fang Yiran's suddenly relaxed expression after confirming that Yu Rong was safe and sound one second before he fell into the lake.

These vivid sensory memories are like sharp shards of glass, they are all so clear and sharply piercing into Yu Rong's heart.

"Fang Yiran." Yu Rong looked up at Fang Yiran's face, and suddenly called his name in a low voice.

Fang Yiran slept soundly, probably due to his shortness of breath caused by a cold, he opened his mouth slightly, still looking heartless

Yu Rong was silent for a while, then nana said: "You are a fool."

Jiang Qingli discovered something a little strange.

——Overnight, Yu Rong's attitude towards her suddenly improved.

Of course, the relationship between the two of them has not reached the point where they can talk, laugh, chat and joke.It's just that Yu Rong is obviously no longer holding the kind of hostility towards Jiang Qingli that is visible to the naked eye and is about to overflow the sky.

Today's scene was a little bumpy. Yu Rong may not understand some details in the film well enough to produce the effect the director wanted.

So the child took advantage of the rest time to hold the script alone, and squatted in the corner to ponder silently by himself.

Jiang Qingli saw it in his eyes and felt pain in his heart.

Yu Rong and Fang Yiran are Jiang Qingli's idols, and Yu Rong is the good boy she and her sisters use to survive when life is difficult and hard. Although the good boy seems to have some hostility towards him for no reason, but This does not hinder Jiang Qingli's mother's heart that is always hot and hot.

Jiang Qingli anxiously walked on the spot, thinking about how to find a legitimate excuse to help Yu Rong without being rejected by him.

Yu Rong got up by himself holding the script.

He pursed his lips and hesitated for a moment, but actually walked directly towards Jiang Qingli.

"Senior." Yu Rong called to her.

The first sentence Yu Rong and Jiang Qingli said since the filming of this movie started, the young man's voice was very clear and sweet, with a bit of cute softness—Jiang Qingli felt in a trance that the ground under his feet was no longer the ground, but a lump Pink, fluffy cotton.

She was about to take off in place.

Yu Rong pointed at the script with some embarrassment, and asked in a low voice, "Can you explain this passage for me?"

"..." Jiang Qingli murmured, "Yes, of course."

Jiang Qingli held up the script and gave Yu Rong an analysis of the scene. Yu Rong listened carefully, was very smart, and understood and absorbed quickly.

Finally, under Jiang Qingli's careful probing, the two even added WeChat.

Jiang Qingli clutched her cell phone like a baby, and came to find Fang Yiran with tears in her eyes.

Fang Yiran's condition was obviously not very good: he was pale and nestled on the folding chair, holding a hot water bottle, sniffing his nose, so weak that he could only breathe in and not breathe.

"What happened? Why did Yu Rong's attitude towards me change from cold as snow to warm as spring in just one night?"

Jiang Qingli was about to choke up, "What happened again, my good friend, made you become Lin Daiyu from Lu Zhishen?"

The author says:

Fang Yiran: Everything is necessary for the plot, please take care of your health and don’t imitate me, don’t go out, don’t catch a cold and still want to make a show. Life comes first, health comes first.