After I became the protagonist Bai Yueguang, I was in the Shura field [Transmigration Book]

Wu Wenmei's room was not on the same floor as Qiao Ying's room, and Qiao Ying took the elevator up.

As soon as he got out of the elevator, Qiao Ying caught a glimpse of the person standing at the door of his room. He walked over quickly and called out, "Brother Lin."

Lin Huaiyun turned her head, revealing a pair of tender eyes from under the peaked cap, "You just came back from Miss Wu?"

Qiao Ying nodded, and reached into his pocket, trying to get the room card out, but after he touched several pockets in a row, the inside was empty, except for the mobile phone and some small change, not even the card-shaped Nothing.

Lin Huaiyun saw that he was rummaging through several pockets, as if looking for something, and asked with some concern, "Is something missing?"

Qiao Ying froze and nodded, "Room card, I seem to..."

A picture flashed through his mind very quickly, and his voice stopped abruptly.

008 reminded in a low voice: [Well, the host, the room card is at Chang Jiao's. You didn't take it when you went out today. He walked behind and took the room card out of the card slot by the way, and then...]

008 didn't say the following words, but Qiao Ying understood.

No wonder he said that he always felt like he had forgotten something.

It turned out to be a room card.

"Is the room card gone?" Lin Huaiyun asked from the side.

Qiao Ying looked up, "It's not considered absent anymore, it's left with someone else."

Because he just came back from Wu Wenmei's place, Lin Huaiyun thought he was talking about Wu Wenmei's place, "It's fine if you're still there, why don't you go to my place for a while, and I'll give you what I want to give by the way."

Qiao Ying didn't have Chang Jiao's contact information yet, and he didn't know where he was now, so he nodded and agreed.

Entering the room, Lin Huaiyun took out a thick stack of A4 paper from the top-loaded stack on the coffee table, and handed it over.

"This is the detailed script of "A Thousand Autumns", please take a look."

Qiao Ying thought that Director Zhou or Fu Guqing had asked him to hand it over to her, so she took it and said thank you in a low voice.

However, after opening it, Qiao Ying was stunned. The script was densely filled with notes in pens of different colors, from the blank part of the side to the lines between the lines. Some were short and long, and some were longer. part,

He was shocked for a short while, and looked up in a daze: "Brother Lin, this is..."

Lin Huaiyun curled his lips, and the smile on his face was like a spring breeze, which made people feel very comfortable at first glance, from body to heart.

Like the sun, the spring breeze gently blows across the sparkling lake, the movement is gentle, but a circle of thin ripples is swaying, constantly swaying outward, disturbing the gentle lake water in a pool.

"This is the comment I made. Didn't you say before that you're not good at acting? Just read it when you have nothing to do. Little Shadow Guard also made a separate comment when I was free. I'll bring it to you together." .”

After Lin Huaiyun finished speaking, he turned around and took a thick notebook from the table and handed it over.

Qiao Ying was a little dazed, took the notebook, opened it and looked at it casually, it was indeed full of notes and character analysis, and some guidance, detailed, not like what Lin Huaiyun said about being idle and having nothing to do annotation.

This is for him.

Lin Huaiyun was very considerate, and didn't say it was for him or for him, but instead used "I'm free" as an excuse to send this note out.

Qiao Ying didn't know what to say for a moment, he was in a complicated mood, and his disturbing thoughts rose from the bottom of his heart, weaving a dense net, and he was lying on the top of the net, and he might fall down at any time.

"...Thank you Brother Lin."

After a while, Qiao Ying hugged the notebook and the fully marked script tightly, and repeated what he had just said.

Lin Huaiyun smiled, stretched out his hand suddenly, and rubbed Qiao Ying's head lightly. The touch of his fingertips and palms was soft.

He just rubbed it lightly, and then withdrew his hand as a senior.

"Don't be so polite, it's just convenient. If you have to thank me, please treat me to a few meals when you have time."

Qiao Ying's figure was slightly stiff, and she was still not used to such close contact. He was firmly pressed down by him and restrained herself from moving.

Hearing Lin Huaiyun's words, Qiao Ying nodded, with a serious face, "Okay, I will treat Lin to dinner when I have time."

After a pause, Qiao Ying remembered something and asked, "Brother Lin gave me the script, what should you do?"

The smile on Lin Huaiyun's face was extremely gentle, as if it could melt the ice. He raised his hand and lightly tapped his temple with his fingertips.

"It's all in my mind, don't underestimate my memory."

Qiao Ying nodded habitually, and couldn't help but speak softly, "Thank you Brother Lin for these things."

Lin Huaiyun was a little bit dumbfounded, "You don't have to be polite to me, don't you call me brother? Then it's the right thing for me to take care of you."

After speaking, he caught a glimpse of a serious expression on Qiao Ying's face, and couldn't help scratching like a cat in his heart, "If you really want to thank me, besides treating me to dinner, you might as well...give me a smile."

Hearing this, Qiao Ying raised his head to look at Lin Huaiyun reflexively. His expression was a little dazed. It was the same as when he opened the script just now and saw the full comments in it. His eyes widened slightly, and the natural cold light in his pupils was shocked. Squeezed down, although his face was still expressionless, it still made people feel that he was in a daze.

"What did Lin Ge say?"

After saying that sentence, Lin Huaiyun himself felt a little guilty, as if he had touched some unspeakable taboo.

Lin Huaiyun explained: "I don't think you usually smile very much, like, why don't you just smile at me."

Qiao Ying paused and opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but he didn't say it. After a while, a very soft voice came out of his mouth.

"It's okay to laugh like this..."

Lin Huaiyun lowered his head, and the young man in front of him also lowered his head slightly, a little embarrassed, as if he was shy, his cheeks were still porcelain-clear and fair, making it difficult to see whether he was really shy.

The corners of the young man's mouth raised for a moment, and he was not used to it, then he pressed it down again, and then he realized something, the corners of both lips curved upwards, pulled the facial muscles, and pulled a slightly stiff but very obvious smile .

Lin Huaiyun's heart skipped a beat.

It wasn't actually the smile he wanted, but it did shock him.

What Lin Huaiyun wanted was for the young man to be able to smile naturally in front of him. If it came from the heart, there would be a smile in his eyes.

Just like when he was drunk last time, he laughed for some reason. It may be an illusion from Lin Huaiyun's cerebral cortex, or his vision may be affected.

That day, there was light in Qiao Ying's eyes, the light emerging from the bottom of his eyes, and the neon lights of the city reflected from drinking outside the window, like a long river of broken stars reflected in it.

Qiao Ying's smile lasted for a few seconds, and then she uncomfortably bent the corners of her mouth down to the original straight arc.

He said, "Sorry, I don't know how to laugh very much."

Lin Huaiyun cleared up the emotions in his eyes, and said gently: "No, Qiao Qiao looks good when she smiles, just smile more."

Qiao Ying's hand holding the notebook tightened slightly, "Brother Lin, I'm going back first."

Lin Huaiyun said "um" and watched him leave.

Qiao Ying walked out of the door, found Chang Jiao's room based on his memory, knocked on the door and waited for a while.

The door was opened from the inside, and Chang Jiao had already put on the home clothes she wore in the morning. She looked as if she had expected it, and was not surprised at who the person knocked on the door. As soon as she opened it, she bent her eyes towards the outside and shouted: "elder brother."

Qiao Ying cut to the chase and asked directly, "Is my room card with you?"

Chang Jiao nodded, with an unclear meaning in his voice, "I thought my brother forgot to come and get it."

Qiao Ying stretched out her hand, "Give it to me, I'm going back."

Chang Jiao answered "Yes" first, and then said, "Brother, wait for me here for a while, and I'll be right back."

Qiao Ying stood at the door and waited for 2 minutes. Chang Jiao came out with his room card in his hand.

Just as Qiao Ying was about to reach out to pick up the room card, she saw Chang Jiao walking out, closing the door of the room by the way, and came out with the card.

Qiao Ying took out the room card from Chang Jiao's hand and asked, "What are you doing out of the room?"

Chang Jiao smiled obediently, this expression fit his face very well, and there was no sense of disobedience at all, as if his somewhat pretty face was born to have such an obedient expression.

He answered very naturally, and didn't notice anything wrong, "Of course I went there with my brother."

Qiao Ying: "..."

Qiao Ying opened her mouth and asked, "Why do you want to go with me?"

Chang Jiao looked straight at him, his eyes were dark, which set off a pair of black and white eyes, which were very clear at first glance, but in fact, no one could see what it meant.

He said: "Didn't brother agree yesterday? Let me sleep with you."

Qiao Ying couldn't help but frowned, "You said it, that was yesterday."

Chang Jiao spoke quickly, and then he said, "Did my brother dislike me again? You have already agreed to let me sleep with you, how can you go back on it..." His voice gradually lowered, especially the last sentence Words, but also complain, but also grievances.

Qiao Ying: "..."

He stopped talking, turned around and walked directly to the room.

Chang Jiaoquan thought he had acquiesced, and followed him in a good mood, waiting for him to open the door and enter.

"Jojo."

A voice suddenly came from around the corner. Qiao Ying was swiping the room card, holding the thin card in her hand and pressing it, and turned her head when she heard the sound.

Lin Huaiyun came out from the corner, holding something in his hand, and made a gesture as if he was about to hand it over.

"You forgot your phone..."

In the end, the word "taken" rolled around on the tip of his tongue, barely getting stuck between his lips.

Lin Huaiyun saw Chang Jiao behind Qiao Ying. The screenwriter of their "Thousands of Autumn", wearing inappropriate home clothes, stood behind Qiao Ying, a head taller than him.

Qiao Ying didn't notice the last two words he cut off suddenly, and his eyes fell on the thing in his hand, which was his mobile phone.

Qiao Ying was slightly stunned, and touched the pocket of his clothes, but it was empty - when he just entered the door, he put his mobile phone on the side cabinet in order to receive the script handed over by Lin Huaiyun, but he forgot to clean it when he went out.

Why has his memory become so bad recently, he thought.

Qiao Ying took a few steps forward, took the mobile phone from Lin Huaiyun's hand, "Thank you Brother Lin, you can go back."

Hearing his voice, Lin Huaiyun barely moved his eyes away from Chang Jiao. He ignored the strange feeling in his heart and said with a smile: "Next time, don't forget, I will send it to you this time. Not necessarily once.”

Qiao Ying nodded slightly, indicating that he knew and would never forget this matter again.

Lin Huaiyun glanced at Chang Jiao from the corner of his eye, lowered his voice and asked, "Is the screenwriter Chang coming to see you for something?"

Qiao Ying wanted to say no, he was completely shameless and came over to rub against him, but it was impossible to say these words to Lin Huaiyun in front of him.

Therefore, Qiao Ying could only look away, and rarely lied when facing Lin Huaiyun, "There is a little matter."

Lin Huaiyun believed it was true, "Okay, if you have any questions, you can come and ask me. My social software account has been sent to you. You can also come to my room directly. After all, it is more convenient to talk face to face, so don't be polite to me."

Qiao Ying nodded, "I see, I will definitely come to ask Brother Lin if there is anything wrong, I'm not being polite to you, I'm going back, Brother Lin will see you tomorrow."

He said yes, turned around, and walked to the door of the room.

Lin Huaiyun stood there without moving, his feet stuck in place as if they had taken root.

Chang Jiao stood in the shadow of the corridor light, the upper half of his face was hidden in the shadow, in the dark, his equally dark pupils shone with a faint light, he looked very dangerous, and his expressionless appearance was extremely frightening .

The lower half of his uncovered face was exposed to the light, and Lin Huaiyun clearly saw that he opened his mouth to himself and made a mouth shape.

That's only four words:

Stay away from him.

The author has something to say: Chang Jiao: Stay away from your brother, do you understand?

Qiao Ying (turning back suddenly): What are you doing?

Chang Jiao (scared): ...

Chang Jiao (face changed in a second): I'm not me, I'm not saying hello to him.

I went to the hospital for systemic allergies. I took two days off. I really didn’t intentionally have allergies. Don’t abandon me. Come back on Saturday to see if I can make up for QAQ.