Cannon fodder male supporting role just wants to have a career

Half the people in the cabin waited silently for the end of this video.

As soon as Lu Chengfeng finished speaking, Zhao Zhimeng let out a long sigh: "Assistant director, thank you for your sacrifice! Your great kindness, little girl...don't repay it!"

Followed by laughter one after another, the atmosphere in the cabin became more relaxed.

The assistant director took back the phone with a wry smile, and explained to Jiang Yueyun: "Actually, it's nothing. Actor Lu asked us to take care of you. It's best to keep you busy, so that you won't feel uncomfortable thinking about it. As for just now... ..."

He raised his hand to wipe the fine sweat from his forehead, "It's all about that careless girl Zhimeng, I have to bet on who will show my secrets!" After he finished speaking, he laughed twice in relief: "That's fine, It's just to invite everyone to dinner, so as not to continue to be nervous, ha, ha ha!"

Jiang Yueyun seemed to be falling into the clouds, he controlled the muscles on his face and raised the corners of his mouth, even the words of thanks he said seemed a bit ethereal.

Jiang Yueyun has a slight phobia of flying, not the Jiang Yueyun in the book, but her real self.

It suddenly flashed in his heart that when he was flying from China to Verona, Lu Chengfeng deliberately took him to the bathroom to see his injuries, as if after the shame, he really forgot the fear of flying, and he knew it at that time Bar!

The scene where Lu Chengfeng helped him fend off Bian Mu was also recalled from his mind. At that time, his doubts were fleeting, but now they became powerful evidence.

The real Lu Chengfeng must have something to do with him!

Everything became logical.Why Lu Chengfeng has always been familiar with him, why he knows what he likes in reality, why the task given to him by the system is to find the way home by himself...

With a heartbeat, a bigger surprise came to my heart, maybe, they can go home together!

After the assistant director sacrificed himself to become the revealer, everyone's atmosphere became more active.

After dinner on the plane, Zhao Zhimeng immediately set up a poker game, even pulling Jiang Yueyun into the game.Helpless, Jiang Yueyun's poor card playing skills caused her to lose several games, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, and asked someone to replace him.

At the beginning of the next game, Jiang Yueyun patted Zhao Zhimeng on the shoulder, "Thank you for helping me, I'm actually not a big problem, I'm just nervous when taking off and landing." He turned around and forgot to glance at Fang Qing, uncharacteristically , the young couple who always quarreled, but now they are hiding from the crowd, hugging and nestling in the corner of the cabin.

Sensing the gaze, Geng Tao raised his eyes to look at him.Jiang Yueyun blinked clearly, turned her head and sat down, and continued to the group who were playing cards: "Don't worry about me, let's have fun!"

Zhao Zhimeng glanced back at him in his busy schedule, "Alright Brother Jiang, go to bed first if you're sleepy!"

Returning to her seat and sitting down, Jiang Yueyun stared at the starry sky outside the porthole for a while. The moon's light shone on the wings outside the window, and the wings had a metallic luster.

The panic in my heart came back again.

It's not hysterical fear, but the worry and fear of flying is like a quilt soaked in cold water, which has been deeply changed in my heart.stuffy, can not get rid of.

Looks like I won't be able to sleep again tonight!Jiang Yueyun sighed, and was about to take out the script from her carry-on bag to read.

The fingers reaching for the backpack accidentally knocked over the water glass on the small table.The empty glass fell off the table, and a few drops of water fell on his chest.

Jiang Yueyun hurriedly took out a tissue from her pocket to wipe it, but found a small metal utensil.

It was given to him by Lu Chengfeng before he boarded the car, and asked him to read it after he got on the plane.

But also thanks to him, since the plane took off, people have been distracting his attention constantly, so that he didn't think of the things in his pocket until now.

It looks like a small recording pen.

Jiang Yueyun took out the earphones from his pocket, plugged in the recording pen, and turned on the switch.

"Honey," Lu Chengfeng's deep and sexy voice came from next to his ear: "What time is it?"

Some people say that a nice voice can make the ears pregnant. When Jiang Yueyun heard this sentence, she felt her whole body tense up, and she almost groaned.

He secretly cleared his throat and swallowed his voice back, and then another low-pitched laughter filled his ears.

Jiang Yueyun moved her legs uneasily, pulled down the thin blanket on her body, and covered herself tightly.

Zhao Zhimeng, who insisted on carrying out the last round of caring, glanced at him in a daze, and asked softly, "Brother Jiang, are you alright?"

Jiang Yueyun replied vaguely, feeling that she was ashamed at her grandma's house, but she reacted when she heard Lu Chengfeng's voice.

"I don't know what you've been through now, but I hope it's time to sleep." Lu Chengfeng's voice seemed to be warm, and Jiang Yueyun's ears were flushed red: "I ask them to talk to you more. , divert your attention during the day, according to the level of chatter of those people, the task should still be completed."

The environment around Lu Chengfeng was very quiet, except for breathing, there was only the whistling wind in the winter night.

"They make trouble with you during the day, but when it's time to fall asleep, I know you will still be nervous. Now close your eyes, listen to my voice and try to sleep, and when you wake up, play with them again."

"I don't know what to say, why don't I tell a story!"

Jiang Yueyun had no way to refute, just adjusted her posture, wrapped herself more tightly with a blanket, pretending that it was someone's arms.

And that certain person was whispering in his ear: "Once upon a time there was a prince who met Cinderella in his life. Everyone said they were a good match, but no one knew that the prince actually had no interest in Cinderella. .”

"The little mouse guard next to Cinderella always thinks of the princess, and desperately creates opportunities for the two to meet. But every time the two meet, they show a regretful expression."

"Every time the prince sees his desolate back, he wants to go up to him and ask him what he thinks, but every time he shows the prototype of a mouse, he refuses to really communicate with the prince."

"It's twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, and Cinderella hasn't changed back to her original shape, but the little mouse has disappeared."

"The prince hesitated for a long time, and finally gave up on the princess to chase the little mouse."

"When he saw him again, he knew that the little mouse was gentle, kind, and had a jewel-like heart."

"Cinderella has a fairy godmother to help, but the little mouse is also worthy of the prince's lifetime treasure."

The wind gradually picked up, disrupting breathing.

Lu Chengfeng's soft voice condensed in the wind: "I don't know what to say to make you feel at ease. I may not really understand what love is. But tonight, I just want to make a wish, please God, please Good night's sleep."

There was a sudden "jingle" in the sound of the wind. It was the small wind chime in front of the landlady's window. On the wind chime was a bunch of beautiful butterflies, spreading their wings around a few metal pipes.

Jiang Yueyun liked the string of wind chimes very much. He told Lu Chengfeng that he also had such a string when he was a child, and he could always hear the music from the collision of metal pipes.Whenever I can't sleep, I open the window and let the wind pass through the wind chimes, playing soothing music.

The wind last night was very cool and strong. The wind blows the wind chimes, the butterflies fly, and the air playfully flows in and out of the holes in the metal pipes. The butterflies flutter their wings and collide with each other, forming a soft nocturne. .

The song was quiet and peaceful, echoing in the night sky for a long time.

A picture slowly emerged in Jiang Yueyun's mind.

Last night, Lu Chengfeng got up at some point, wrapped in a coat, and maybe with a cigarette in his mouth.A little red light from the cigarette butt flickered in the dark night. Braving the cold wind, the man stood in front of the string of butterfly wind chimes with his mobile phone, quietly recording the sound of the wind and the sound of the wind chimes.

When he came back to his senses, the cabin was completely quiet, with the sound of light breathing one after another.The dim light of the night light printed the images of people on the double-glazed glass of the porthole. Jiang Yueyun raised his eyes, and there was a face with tears in it but trying to smile.

He stared at himself in astonishment, whether in reality or in the book, this was the first time he saw himself showing such an expression.

Perhaps, this is called happiness.

The author has something to say: be happy!