don't you want me

"Preparation for No.70 Second Shot on Southwest Studio of "Flame", Action!"

Jing Yuan closed his eyes, as if he wanted to hide something under those eyes that were always black and white but extremely gloomy.After a moment, he opened his eyes, showing a smile that disappeared before it even opened.It's like an illusion, but Xu Sheng knew it wasn't, the only remaining consciousness in him caught the fleeting smile.

The only smile he ever had after meeting the teenager.Soon Xu Sheng fell into a coma.

Jing Yuan gave him the medicine, his head gradually became dizzy, his whole body became weak, and he was already unable to move an inch.

This is a small border village, and the houses are still old thatched cottages. The large areas outside are full of gorgeous poppies, which glow coquettishly blue under the moonlight.

Xu Sheng was brought back to his senses by the wet and cold touch under his body.Dangling in the middle of the water, he propped himself up on the boat plank with one hand. He tried several times, but it was still difficult to turn over. It seemed that he was afraid that he would starve. Xu Sheng saw a plastic bag next to his head in a daze. Inside is fresh fruit that is a specialty of this place.

Xu Sheng twitched the corner of his mouth, revealing a half-crying and half-smiling expression.

The flames in the distance reflected the quiet lakeside like the Lantern Festival in Xu Sheng’s hometown. The appearance of street lamps and river lamps floating on the lake should be similar to the appearance of the flames. The scene he promised to take the boy there is still in front of him. .

Xu Sheng cried bitterly in the middle of the lake.

Jing Yuan was discovered by the night watchman when he was lighting the cigarette at the fourth burning point.

There are voices of people and dogs everywhere, and this night is destined to be restless.

Jing Yuan didn't take the lively situation to heart at all.

There seemed to be a fire in his eyes, and two burning spots, but those were not the most important.

When the gunshot rang out, Jing Yuan fell down.The people in the distance ran over speaking the local language, but before reaching Jing Yuan, they were stopped by something under their feet.

"There's a bomb!"

I don't know who yelled, Jing Yuan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and the pale-skinned boy smiled fiercely under the moonlight.

The people in front of him looked at him like a madman, turned and ran away.

The most important thing is the old nest.

Jing Yuan failed to plant a bomb in that place in advance, one is that it is too difficult to have a power grid, and the other is that Xu Sheng does not allow him to do so.However, Xu Sheng was destined to be unable to stop him, his method was too slow.

Jing Yuan pursed his lips in the dry grass, which was already a rare gesture for him to express his emotions.If Xu Sheng was here, he would definitely smile and ask him what bad idea he had.

However, he is not here.

Jing Yuan lit the fuse, and quickly crawled to the stilted building in front.

He has lived in this place for ten years and has never been within [-] meters of this house.Within [-] meters is the place surrounded by the grid.

The time when the bomb went off was ten seconds later, and he had to crawl under the nearest stilted building, the largest power generation site in this remote area, before the flames lit up.

Ten seconds later, when Jing Yuan reached the stilted building, the sound of explosions and flames exploded.

The young man's face was expressionless, and those black and white eyes seemed to be emptied for a moment, and he fixedly looked at Lie who was burning not far away.But in the blink of an eye, the boy nimbly disappeared into the darkness.

The middle scene was left blank by the director.

The picture freezes in the huge roar and flames soaring into the sky.

The young man's clear and slightly nostalgic expression is Jing Yuan's last scene.

There was thunderous applause on the set, not for the finale, but purely for Ling Ke's final performance.

An Ji clapped hands with Ling Ke, and the director also said something good.

Ling Ke picked up the broken grass on his body, and his clothes were still covered with fake blood. While taking the wet towel that Du Heng handed over, he smiled sheepishly.

Ling Ke has basically called it a day, and the director and crew have to make up a few empty shots.

Ling Ke looked all the way and didn't see anyone who was called to visit the class. He thought he was going to get in the car again, but when he opened the car door, he still didn't see anyone, so he couldn't help but feel disappointed.

"Where's Xia Shen?"

Ling Ke got off after changing clothes, and Du Heng was taking pictures beside the car with his mobile phone.

"You were still there just now, where is the person?" Du Heng glanced at the crew, and Xia Shen obviously gave her the wet towel, so why didn't he see anyone in the blink of an eye.

"This, I don't know either."

Ling Ke nodded, and asked for his mobile phone.This place often doesn't even have a signal, Ling Ke prayed that at this moment, at least he would be given a bonus to call it a day.

The call was picked up quickly.

Xia Shen's voice came from there, Ling Ke turned around and walked towards the river.

"How about it, do you think my acting skills have exploded?"

Ling Ke shrieked to the riverside and stood side by side with Xia Shen.

Xia Shen turned his head, stretched out his hand to wipe off the red liquid on Ling Ke's ears, and stared at those eyes that were clearer and more transparent than those under the lens of a high-definition camera.

Ling Ke was terrified by the stares, blinked and didn't dare to speak.

Xia Shen smiled, and stroked Ling Ke's wind-blown hair.

"You did a great job."

Ling Ke let out a long breath, and didn't continue to babble.

What are you thinking when you act.

Xia Shen looked at the small boat in the middle of the river, hoping that this obvious problem would blow away with the wind and the water.

After this side is over, the crew will move to another filming location.

There's basically nothing left for Ling Ke in the scene there, but the cigarette scene hasn't happened yet.Ling Ke discussed with the director to put that part in the back, and when the crew had left, he also sent Du Heng away, and completely entered a two-person world with Xia Shen, taking advantage of the sparsely populated area here to spend some time. sky.

On the night before returning to City A, Ling Ke remembered that Xia Shen had asked Xia Shen to show him the drawing, and when he was packing his luggage, he found that the microphone was still lying in the suitcase.

Ling Ke took it out excitedly, and was about to open it when he was stopped by someone coming out of the shower.

"Why? Don't show it to me?" Ling Ke was full of arrogance, and he didn't show it to anyone after bringing it. How could he be justified?

Xia Shen put the things back into the suitcase, shook his head, "No, don't look at it for now, wait until you're finished, can you look at it?"

Xia Shen pulled Ling Ke to sit by the bed, kissed the corner of his lips, Ling Ke shouted for help in his heart, don't be tricked by beauty at every turn.

Things developed in a logical way, and when Ling Ke was dazedly raised his legs, he finally realized that Xia Shen was going to do something big today.

After abstaining from sex for so long, I didn't think much about it before, but when I did, I still could only watch but not eat. I was almost dying of anxiety.

However, several courtships were rejected, which made Ling Ke feel that he was really too hungry. Now that he could eat meat suddenly, Ling Ke's first reaction was not surprise, but shock!

"Wait..." Ling Ke propped up his upper body with great willpower, "You still know how to do it, don't you?" He asked cautiously, lacking confidence.

Xia Shen leaned down| covered Ling Ke's mouth, and answered with actions if he knew.

The joy of fish and water is really like the joy of fish and water.

Ling Ke floated up and down in the water like a fish, when he heard a voice next to his ears in a daze.

You are like my instinct, how can you forget?