Daylight past

Wen Nian's fans talked about it as a hot search for two weeks in half a month.

Wen Nian didn't quite understand these things, he was looking at the script Xiang Li gave him these two days.

Since he said he wanted to change his path, Xiang Li did his best. After spreading the news of his intention to act, he received a lot of scripts.

It's just that most of them are online dramas and idol dramas. Wen Nian has acted in so many similar ones, and Xiang Li doesn't plan to let him act in them again.

"So in the end that's all that's left."

Xiang Li pointed to the one in the middle, and she said to Wen Nian: "The director didn't like us, so he gave us a short summary. If it wasn't for the investment Fang's kid being your fan, we wouldn't have gotten this second chance."

Wen Nian flipped through the thin paper booklets, and asked, "What kind of story is this?"

Xiang Li said: "I'm not sure, the script written by the director himself has been hidden for a long time, and now it is released for filming."

Xiang Li looked at Wen Nian, seeing him with his head down, pinching the edge of the paper with his fingers, she paused, and said: "I found the opportunity for you, and you have to audition later, it will not be so easy for you this time. "

"Was it easy for me before?" Wen Nian asked back.

"You used to be an internal decision, those scenes don't need acting skills, just looking at your face is enough."

When Xiang Li said this, Wen Nian was not angry, as if the person she said had nothing to do with him, he just nodded and obediently said: "Then I will work hard this time."

Two days before the audition, Xiang Li was still nervous after all.

She actually went with the flow for Wen Nian's acting path. She knew Wen Nian's unreliable acting skills from the bottom of her heart, but she watched Wen Nian studying in the company's acting class, and she was still facing the TV when she got home. She was so serious about learning the lines over and over again, that she became more and more concerned about this matter in her heart.

As the audition day approached, Xiang Li became more and more uneasy. She was just newly married and should be immersed in sweet love. She rolled over and turned in bed at night, unable to fall asleep no matter what.

At four o'clock in the morning, in mid-April, the fog was thick and the sky was gray and cloudy. Xiang Li drove from his house like a tornado, and arrived at Wen Nian's house, picking up the person who was curled up on the bed .

Wen Nian was taken aback, the indoor lights were dazzling, he shrunk his eyelids, looked at the person in front of him, and stuttered, "Xiang... sister Xiang?"

Xiang Li was wearing a windbreaker, a high ponytail, and sunglasses. She said, "I'm very flustered. Come, come with me to Putuo Temple to burn incense."

Wen Nian kept his mouth half open, with a dazed look on his face, and was pushed into the bathroom. The large mirror headlight fell on his face. He rubbed his face, knocked his head on the door frame, and let out a small animal sound. With a whining sound, "Sister Xiang, it's only four o'clock, why don't you go to burn incense?"

Xiang Li patted him on the back twice, gave him excellent toothpaste, opened the electric toothbrush and stuffed it into his mouth, "Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and brush your teeth and wash your face, let's drive there."

Wen Nian took a deep breath, bit the vibrating toothbrush, raised his hand, half-closed his eyes, even though his face was full of reluctance, his body was still so obedient, silently beckoning.

Xiang Li's car was parked downstairs, she seemed to be in surprisingly good spirits, Wen Nian sat behind and dozed off, she would chat with him from time to time, talking about the idol dramas that Wen Nian had acted in before, she watched them again last night Once again, I can't eat dinner after reading it.

Hearing this, Wen Nian woke up from his doze. He yawned, slammed his face against the car window, looked at the shadows of street lamps and trees whistling by outside, and wanted to refute something, but in the end he just smiled , Accept the evaluation with a good temper.

It took three hours to go from Haishi to Putuo Temple, Wen Nian leaned in the car, the road was bumpy, and he fell back into sleep again during the swaying.

When it arrived, it was seven o'clock in the morning, the fog cleared, and the sky was covered with clouds. Wen Nian pulled Xiang Li out of the car, and put on the sunglasses and hat that Xiang Li handed over.

The car stopped at the foot of the mountain. Wen Nian looked at the towering peaks and the crowds around him. He lowered the brim of his hat and asked, "We're not going to climb it, are we?"

"Sincerity leads to spirit, let's go." Xiang Li tilted his head, his ponytail almost fell on Wen Nian's face, Wen Nian's breathing was stagnant, he sighed, and stepped forward as if resigned to his fate.

Wen Nian was wearing a light blue cotton and linen shirt, which was baggy. He lowered his head and looked at the pebbles on the stone steps. There was a section of milky white from his neck to his shoulders. He was panting, and his khaki pants And there are a few wrinkles.

They climbed the mountain for about half an hour. Wen Nian supported her knees, looked at Xiang Li who was walking ahead, and called her to slow down.

Xiang Li looked back at him with an expression of indignation. She took Wen Nian to rest halfway up the mountain for more than ten minutes. Wen Nian sat lazily on the stone bench, leaning against the thick round tree trunk behind him.

He sat down and didn't plan to get up, and said a few words to Lian Li, Wen Nian was lazy and coquettish, "I see, I will come up after a break, or you go up first, and I will come over later."

Xiang Li is fond of coquettishness and showing weakness the most, seeing Wen Nian like this, his heart softens.

Looking at Wen Nian's face again, it seemed that his face had turned white due to exhaustion, and when it matched with the red lips, it really made people feel worried.

She sighed and said softly: "Then I will go up first, and you can come up after you have a rest. I will wait for you in the temple."

Wen Nian nodded, a shadow was cast under the lowered brim of the hat, the tip of her chin was slightly raised, and a drop of sweat was dripping from her forehead.

He is like a lazy cat, dozing on his belly, leaning against the dark chestnut tree trunk, the forest leaves are whirling, shaking off several mottled, floating shadows intertwined, falling on his slightly raised face.

People come and go around, most of them are going up and down the mountain, walking with their heads buried. Few people come to look at him carefully, and no one finds out that he is the traffic idol on the hot search list.

The sun passed by the corner of his eyes, he turned sideways, and changed into a curled up position. In mid-April, the temperature is moderate and the climate is cool, and he is basking in a large area of ​​the sun. If he hadn't had to go up the mountain to worship Buddha later, he really wanted to fall asleep like this .

Lin Suiwen and Pei Shizhao went up the mountain. They should have arrived earlier, but when they came, there were several cars rear-ending on the road, and the road was congested for an hour before they finally drove out.

When he was halfway up the mountain, Lin Suiwen's arm was bumped suddenly. He turned his head and looked at Pei Shizhao questioningly. , a kitten fell asleep."

With just one glance, he saw the pointed chin, a section of snow-white neck and slightly undulating body. He withdrew his gaze, without any expression on his face, and continued to walk forward.

"Walk slowly?" Pei Shizhao called from behind.

Lin Suiwen remained silent as if he hadn't heard it.

Lin Suiwen comes to burn incense and worship Buddha every year. He seems to have studied this aspect very much. He not only asked for the consecrated Buddha beads to wear, but also repaired the inside and outside of his family's ancestral hall after he came to power. Stay there for a long time.

He talks about gods and Buddhas at home, although people outside are disdainful, but they dare not comment on it, and from time to time he has to send some Buddhist beads and magic vessels from some old abbot.

The entire Lin family mansion was made like a Buddhist hall by Lin Suiwen.

But this young master Lin still didn't think it was enough, he still went to burn incense and worship Buddha as usual every year, and the blessings were still moved back to Lin's family in a steady stream.

Pei Shizhao was one of his few friends, and every year he came to burn incense. He climbed up the mountain with Lin Suiwen. According to the usual practice, he held the incense and bowed to the altar outside.

After taking the incense and lighting it, the two of them bowed their heads and closed their eyes one after the other.

After offering incense, Pei Shizhao inserted it into the altar, opened his eyelids and looked at Lin Suiwen. Seeing that he was still maintaining that devout posture, he sighed slightly, turned his gaze around, and saw the child walking up the stairs slowly.

It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a child, his milky white skin is covered by light blue, he is wearing a peaked cap, and the tip of his chin is also a small section. Pei Shizhao took a second look and saw that the child was given by another woman with a ponytail. After catching him, it seemed that he had said a few words, his pointed chin was raised, and a small poke of light streamed across half of his face, making that brightly colored face very clear.

Pei Shizhao was slightly taken aback, a vague name flashed in his head, it seemed to be on his lips, and when he was about to remember it, Lin Suiwen's cold voice came from his ear.

"Come on, go inside."

"Are you asleep?" Xiang Li handed the incense to Wen Nian and asked in a low voice.

Not to blame, Wen Nian still lowered his head, smiled embarrassedly, and said, "The sun is so good."

He finished offering incense outside, and then followed Xiang Li into the temple. The ceiling of the temple was so high and air-conditioned, he shivered and knelt on a futon. The master asked him what he was asking for?Wen Nian tilted his head and thought for a while, then said, "Ask for money."

Xiang Li looked embarrassed, and there were two people kneeling beside him, one of them laughed out loud and turned to look at him.

Wen Nian took off his hat and sunglasses when offering incense just now. He turned his face halfway, and the snow was a little red. He probably realized that he had said something wrong. The master is fine, so he asked him, "Is it true?" Isn't it asking for a career?"

Wen Nian nodded in agreement, "Yes, yes."

The master stretched out his hand and lightly tapped his shoulder, Wen Nian lowered his head, his neck was flushed from the tips of his ears to one side.

After kneeling down, Wen Nian got up, he staggered his eyes, glanced to the side, his eyes flicked lightly, lingered on the faces of the two people beside him for a few seconds, and then retracted them.

After Xiang Li worshiped Buddha, she went to ask for a lottery. Wen Nian saw her waiting in line with the lottery to explain the hexagram, and waved to Li, saying that she was going to wait for him outside.

When you go out and turn left, there is an old tree covered with red ribbons. The branches and leaves are scattered and the forest is lush. Wen Nian walked under the tree and looked at the ribbons on the top of the tree.

One by one was hanging, the tip of the branch was pressed down a little, a red ribbon with gold lettering fell in front of Wen Nian's eyes, he pinched it lightly, looked at the words "Flying together for life and death" on it, and smiled in vain.

"What are you laughing at?" Someone came up behind him and asked curiously.

Wen Nian was taken aback, then turned his head to look, and saw that it was the person who laughed out loud in the Buddhist hall just now. The other person raised his hand and flicked a leaf, with a smile on his face, he said, "My name is Pei Shizhao, you are Wen Nian, right?" , I saw you on Hot Search this morning."

Wen Nian touched the sunglasses on his face unnaturally, he turned his face away, and whispered, "I'm not Wen Nian."

"Well, even if you are not, I just want to know, why did you laugh when you looked at this thing just now?"

Pei Shizhao stared at him. Wen Nian's eyes hidden behind the sunglasses were floating around. He was afraid of being recognized by others. The situation when he came out of the hospital last time seemed to be in front of him, so he could only reply in a low voice: " This is all fake, how can a marriage that can be formed by hanging a red ribbon on a tree count?"

Pei Shizhao laughed loudly, turned his head away, turned his head, and challenged Lin Suiwen who was tying the ribbon behind him: "Listen to what people say?"

Lin Suiwen's raised hand paused slightly, and he cast his eyes on Wen Nian.

Silently, like an inch of ice covered, Wen Nian shuddered and took a step back.

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