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In the next few days, Shi Feng did not appear again, and Yu Bao was like a good student, reporting at 7:6 in the morning and once at [-]:[-] noon, almost every night at around [-]:[-] when He Wen saw Yu Bao’s at the door of his house. Every now and then, she always looked like she was about to burst into tears.

Yu Bao rubbed his hands and heaved a sigh of relief, then took out a postcard and automatic pen from his bag.

It has been raining for the past few days, and the temperature has plummeted. As a native of the south, she has already put on a long thick cotton coat and a layer of woolen leather boots against the eyes of all kinds of national treasures on the street. , Sadly, I was very pleasantly surprised to see my aunt today, the surprise exploded!

Putting a baby warmer on the lower abdomen didn't work, it would be painful and twitching, Yu Bao pursed his lips that were a little bit parted by the wind, "Brother Wen, can you write a few words for me?" Claiming that the call was very smooth, without blushing or heartbeat.

He Wen raised his eyebrows, reached out and took the postcard in his hand, his eyes stopped on the front of the postcard, a hint of interest flashed in his eyes, he curled his lips into a chuckle, "Good posture."

"Yeah, I think so too." Upon hearing this, Yu Bao looked at He Wen with fiery eyes, as if she had found an old comrade-in-arms. She moved her disheveled head towards him, and pointed at the postcard with cold reddish fingers In the picture above, one of the two men who are leaning on the window to make love is swaying around with dyed chestnut hair, and finally put it directly on the erect part of the man, "Look at this one who is pressed, his body is obvious Not soft enough, otherwise the pose could have been deeper."

"Also, I personally think that if you do it by the window, the floor-to-ceiling windows will be more exciting and exciting." Yu Bao clicked heavily, with a rippling smile on his frozen red cheeks.

Having sex in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows is a good idea, He Wen suddenly frowned, "Did you eat leeks at noon?"

"Uh... Stir-fried vermicelli with leeks, on Guangming Road, next to Huayun Bookstore, a plate costs eight yuan." Yu Bao licked his lips, took a step back to distance himself, and secretly wrote down the information he got today, He Wen Don't like leeks.

When Yu Bao retreated, He Wen also took a step back. He took the pen from Yu Bao's hand, "What to write?"

Yu Bao blurted out, "Happy New Year."

"It's only October now." He Wen rolled his eyelids.

"I'll write it first and keep it." Yu Bao answered calmly, and smiled like a dog, "Brother Wen will definitely become famous during the Chinese New Year, and if I look for you again at that time, I'm afraid I won't be able to get in the queue."

The words are very pleasant, but the expression on the face really makes people have to doubt the credibility of the words.

He Wen wrote four words on it, and He Wen's voice was low and hoarse, and his tone slowed down, with a provocative charm, "Baby..."

"Hey." Yu Bao looked up at He Wen, grinning silly, his voice sounded really nice, especially when he called her name.

He Wen raised his hand to touch Yu Bao's mushroom head, until he made her hair look like a chicken coop, then he retracted his hand in satisfaction.

Putting the postcard and pen in the pocket of Yu Bao, who was looking at the hair that was about to explode, he turned around and went back to the house with his lunch at noon, and slammed the door shut.

Yu Bao looked at the closed gate, and retracted the kicked foot. A pair of boots cost 25 yuan, and it was estimated that they would be scrapped after kicking them. She wanted to go back barefoot? !

After leaving the apartment, Yu Bao opened an umbrella and walked in the rain. Her shoes made a clattering sound as she stepped on the ground washed clean by the rain. She looked at the gray sky and the endless rain, bit her lip, He took out his mobile phone from his pocket and made a call, "Brother Song, can I send you a postcard tomorrow?"

On the other end of the phone, there was only the voice of the field manager shouting loudly. Yu Bao walked towards the bus platform, and kept talking about the deterioration of the weather in T City, how low the temperature was, etc. There were too many people at the platform, and it was very noisy , Most of them were complaining about the weather, all of them had a line written on their faces, why didn't the bus come.

Yu Bao looked down at the upper of the shoe. She didn't pay attention to it just now, but now she saw half a shoe print on it. She was so angry that she almost spat out a mouthful of old blood, "I'm here today."

Finally, a faint voice came from the phone, and it was very clear amidst the chaotic noise, "The work will be at least half a year before the end of the year. I remember you came here in August."

The word "end of the year" had a greater effect than three alarm clocks ringing at the same time in the morning. Red banknotes were flying in Yu Bao's mind. She raised her voice and said with a smile, "Thank you Brother Song."

At the other end, Song Ziyu, who was sitting on a chair wearing a period costume, his brows showing tiredness, waved his hand to let the makeup artist who touched up his makeup leave, "Since your aunt came to see you, why don't you just resign and accompany her?"

The staff next to him immediately pricked up their ears, especially the female staff, auntie?Which aunt is it?Could it be that?

They secretly breathed a sigh of relief, Song Ziyu didn't bend over, but the next moment they became curious about the call again.

"I can't!" Seeing the bus coming, Yu Bao put his phone between his ears and shoulders, held an umbrella with one hand, and covered the zipper of his bag with the other, and said with a smile on his lips, "I Go to the post office right now."

After hanging up the phone, Yu Bao's face turned green, the bus was full, she stood on the side of the road holding an umbrella, watching the bus go away, wanting to cry without tears.

After a few days of leisure life, He Wen studied the entire intranet of New Horizons over and over again. Apart from mastering some unknown secrets of celebrities, the most valuable thing he gained was probably the secretary of the New Horizons CEO. resources on the computer.

His contract is estimated to expire after the filming of "Holding Love", and he is confident that he will be invited to renew his contract, but he wants to do it himself, and this idea has been confirmed in the past few days.

On the day when the filming of "Holding Love" resumed, Shi Feng appeared with a very bad complexion, and there was a deep blue color under the eyelids, which seemed haggard because he hadn't closed his eyes for a few days.

It was still that lonely and withdrawn boy who had little communication with the crew and seemed indifferent to everything, but his behavior did not make the staff feel any disgust, on the contrary they felt that he was polite.

When Shi Feng saw He Wen, his eyes just passed by, and after talking with He Wen, he sat alone in the corner, as if what happened that day really happened because he lost his head.

Today, He Wen and Shi Feng only had one scene, and it was an indoor scene. The two of them were sitting at the table eating like an old couple.

Chen Zexi (played by Shi Feng) did not have the usual cold eyes and sarcastic remarks, and occasionally put some food in Lu Dong's (played by He Wen)'s bowl, and the topic on the table revolved around the New Year.

It was obviously a warm atmosphere, but Shi Feng acted sadly.

After consecutive NGs, Ye Huai asked Shi Feng to rest for a while. He called He Wen to his side, and motioned for him to look at the picture captured by the camera with his eyes, "He is not in the right state today."

He Wen took a sip of water, hummed, and didn't express his opinion. No accident, this person planned to let him be a bosom brother.

After a while of silence, Ye Huai said meaningfully, "You have a good relationship with him."

When He Wen heard this sentence, he didn't know whether he really didn't understand or was pretending to be confused. He moved the corners of his mouth, and noticed that there was a weird smile in the eyes of the gentle man in front of him behind the glasses, and the arc of the corners of his mouth was a bit wider. ,"I do not know how."

"Because you don't want to know." Ye Huai took off his glasses, lowered his head and wiped them slowly with a glasses cloth, his voice was calm, but no one would question the truth of this sentence.

He Wen rubbed his temples, put down his water glass, and went straight to the rooftop.It's not that he has the ability to predict, but that everyone in the crew knows that Shi Feng often runs to the rooftop.

When he appeared on the rooftop, as expected, he saw the young man leaning against the wall, his hair hanging down swaying with the breeze, covering up the emotions on his face.

"Ding" made a metallic sound. He Wen lit a cigarette and took a puff. He didn't ask any questions. He stood beside Shi Feng and smoked. The faint smoke floated in the silent air. He squinted his eyes and looked at the sky. black cloud.

The boy's soft tone sounded beside his ears, "My mother is dead." It seemed that he was saying something that couldn't be more casual, but it made the surrounding air freeze instantly.

Sucking heavily on the cigarette, He Wen exhaled smoke rings, looked at him from the side, his gaze a little dark.

"Cancer." The boy's voice was very calm.

The cigarette held by He Wen's fingertips trembled slightly. The word cancer almost occupied most of his childhood memories. The woman's sunken cheeks were so painful that her thin body curled up and spasmed continuously.

The house is always dead, until the white cloth covers everything.

It was as if some button was pressed in his mind, those painful and pitiful cries continued, and He Wen took a deep breath on his cigarette.

"How long did it take to find out?" He remembered that some time ago, Shi Feng's eyes didn't have such dead emotion.

Shi Feng looked at the man next to him who finished smoking one cigarette and lit another one non-stop.

He pursed his bloodless lips, "The doctor said there are still four or five months left. My mother kept saying that she was in pain, tortured day and night. Five days ago, my father took a knife while my mother was asleep at night. It stabbed into her lower abdomen, but she couldn't be rescued."

The young man closed his eyes slightly, and a very soft voice overflowed with a sad sigh, "He Wen... I don't understand."

It began to rain from the sky, and the cold rain hit the boy's face, and the liquid dripping from the corners of his eyes looked like tears.

He Wen threw the cigarette wet in his mouth on the ground, and stroked his wet hair vigorously, "Your father loves your mother very much, remember this."

Not long after, everyone in the production team saw the situation of Shi Feng's family through the newspapers, and their words of relief were similar, telling him to be strong, the road is still long, but Shi Feng just smiled faintly.

Everyone knows that the young man has changed, he is no longer taciturn, he has become calm, and he has become hardworking.

"Holding Love" took a total of nearly three months to shoot, and it was successfully completed. Fang Jun did not come back as scheduled, and three weeks passed without any news.

On the day of the finale, Shi Feng greeted He Wen and the others and left first. He Wen didn't plan to participate in the evening activities. He was a little impetuous about the affairs in France. France.

Unexpectedly, Ye Huai seemed to have seen that he wanted to leave a long time ago, and encouraged several other actors in the crew to drag him to drink.

He Wen is a good drinker, but this time he was drunk, so drunk that he vomited in the private room. Several other people planned to ask some gossip while he was drunk. Unexpectedly, He Wen kept talking nonsense to them, and he didn't know whether he was drunk or not.

Ye Huai sat on the sofa, looked at the unconscious man who was drinking, pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, took out his mobile phone and dialed a number, and then sent everyone to leave. After more than half an hour, a handsome man came in the box The relaxed young man picked up the man reclined on the sofa and left after saying a few words to Ye Huai.

"Song Ziyu, He Wen, I wish you a happy night." Ye Huai sat in the empty box and said to himself.

On a farm in a secluded suburb, in one of the farmhouses, Song Ziyu slowly approached the drunk man lying on the bed, touched the corner of his mouth with his thin lips, and whispered, "Is it you..."

"Song Ziyu, do you really think I'm drunk?" A lazy and mocking voice came from the mouth of the sleeping man with his eyes closed, with a heavy nasal voice after drunkenness, and the next moment Song Ziyu was caught off guard and kicked out.