shallow to deep

The president said that the weather is beautiful today.

Ai Qian looked at the gray sky and the continuous light rain, but she didn't think the Heavenly Palace was so beautiful.

Of course, she can also understand the president, because the plot they chose today is a story in the rain in a large section of the book, and this section is the abuse point of the book.

Ai Qian felt that it was also her and Wei Lian's point of abuse, because the president said that it might be raining.

Because they were looking forward to the rain, after they finished shooting the rest of the scenes, they took a long break at noon. The rain finally came late and fell at 6 o'clock at night.

Although it's summer and doesn't feel cold, Ai Qian is still slightly worried about Wei Lian's body, after all, she just has a cold.

But he was obviously more dedicated to his work. He had already changed his clothes and stood in the pavilion with a short sword.

Ai Qian's makeup artist also speeded up.

Today, one of them is wearing a red dress and the other is a green dress. It's a perfect match. I don't know what the author of this book thinks, maybe it's purely funny.

There are several scenes in the pavilion where Ai Qian goes to drink tea with Wei Lian with a red paper umbrella.

After the filming was over, Ai Qian and Wei Lian looked at each other, watched the rain falling from the sky, gritted their teeth and rushed into the rain.

The original text of this paragraph is like this, Wei Lian's character developed hatred for Ai Qian because of his love for Ai Qian, and fought her in the rain. First, they used the weapons they carried, Ai Qian holding a flute, and Wei Lian holding a sword , Hitting and hitting, the two dropped their weapons, fought with bare hands, hit and kissed, and kissed and bit.Of course, there are texts during the period.

They pretended to perform a few tricks, and then Ai Qian saw that Wei Lian had dropped the sword on the ground, she understood, and threw the flute into the grass gracefully, then Wei Lian came over and grabbed Ai Qian With light hair, Ai Qian was forced to look up while half kneeling.

She refrained from laughing, after all, it would be very troublesome to do it all over again.

Wei Lian held her wig with one hand and her waist with the other, with a condescending attitude.

Ai Qian saw that Wei Lian's bangs had caught up with the rain, and a drop of water fell on the corner of her eyes, so she blinked.

She thought to herself that this scene might be over, but the photographer didn't call out for a long time, so they had no choice but to stand in a stalemate, but not long after, Wei Lian suddenly lowered her head and bit her shoulder through her clothes.

Ai Qian opened her eyes wide in surprise, but didn't move. Could it be that she missed this passage in the book?

When it was over, the senior sister in the club immediately brought them into the pavilion again, and handed them bath towels. Ai Qian sneezed and looked at Wei Lian, who handed her a glass of boiling water. Ai Qian asked, "You well enough."

Wei Lian nodded.

Ai Qian took a sip of boiling water: "I see that your face is a little red, it's okay."

Wei Lian shook her head: "It's okay." After she finished speaking, she suddenly thought of something, and explained: "I just bit you, and I didn't discuss it first."

Ai Qian didn't care, she played on the spot, she was relieved, and said clearly: "If you don't bite, it's hard to kiss."

Wei Lian shook her head helplessly.

Because of Wei Lian's physical condition, the filming ended soon. After the dinner, she wobbled a little when she walked. Ai Qian was worried and went up to ask, only to find out that she had some headaches.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and several people dispersed after saying goodbye. Although there were still people living in the school in the club, most of them were from the city or the city next door, and they drove back overnight.

Ai Qian remembered that Wei Lian was alone in the dormitory tonight.

"Why don't you go to my house." Ai Qian stopped the taxi, feeling uneasy, she turned around and invited Wei Lian, "You see you are sick, if something happens in the dormitory, no one will know."

Wei Lian waved her hand: "It's okay, it's not a big deal."

Ai Qian still couldn't bear it, no one could leave like this, she didn't let Wei Lian shirk her, and directly pulled her into the car.

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Wei Lian came to Ai Qian's place for the first time, as if Ai Qian was going to Wei Lian's dormitory for the first time, she was very curious, she sat on the sofa and looked around several times.

Ai Qian poured her a cup of hot milk, put it in front of her and said, "It is said that drinking this is good for colds."

Wei Lian asked, "According to whom?"

In fact, she also spoke casually, but unexpectedly, Ai Qian was stunned, and answered her with a deep smile: "One, friend."

Girlfriends are also friends.

Wei Lian groaned and took a sip: "I haven't heard of it."

Ai Qian smiled embarrassedly, and explained: "Maybe it's a lie, trick me into drinking milk."

Wei Lian looked up at Ai Qian's smiling face, she was a little strange, she smiled and lowered her head, and drank the milk little by little.

Because of the headache, she didn't want to talk very much, and Ai Qian also understood Wei Lian's current mood. She pointed to her room and said that she would sleep there tonight, and gave her a set of her own pajamas, and asked her if she minded.

Wei Lian naturally didn't mind, listening to her words, she really seemed to be taken care of, and after washing up, she lay down on her bed.

The bed was full of Ai Qian's unique aura, Wei Lian felt very at ease, her brain was out of control, and soon fell asleep.

And Ai Qian.

In fact, she hasn't slept in her own room for many days, and now, whether Qin Zishuang is at home or not, she will not leave her room.

Wei Lian went to bed early, and Ai Qian felt a little bored alone in the living room. She thought it would be more lively if there was someone at home, but now that she thinks about it, she doesn't think so.

Wei Lian's existence didn't make her much happier, it was just that there was one more person, like an extra set of furniture, or a sick piece of furniture.

Unlike Qin Zishuang, even though she just stayed quietly in the study with the door still closed, Ai Qian felt very full.

She fell asleep after watching a few episodes of TV. She will be going home tomorrow afternoon.

Qin Zishuang, can't you say a few words about not wanting me? !

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The next day the weather was fine, it seemed like the sun had cleared up after the heavens had finished crying, and before 8 o'clock, the sun shone fiercely on the ground, even the corners were not spared.

In the quiet living room, there was the sound of the key jack, and the sound of the doorknob.

Almost at the same time, the moment Qin Zishuang came back from the outside, Wei Lian also came out of Ai Qian's room.

The two met after walking a few steps and looked at each other with blank eyes.

Qin Zishuang first came out of his daze, looked at Ai Qian's pajamas and Ai Qian's slippers on her, frowned slightly, then walked through her and looked at Ai Qian's room, feeling a little uncomfortable.

"Wei Lian." Qin Zishuang said in a calm voice.

She called her name, she knew her, Wei Lian was a little dazed after hearing this, and nodded slightly: "Hello, are you Ai Qian's?"

Wei Lian naturally remembered this person, she met him last time at school.

The two of them were about five meters apart, standing and watching like this, a strong unknown atmosphere gradually wafted in the air, Qin Zishuang was playing with the keychain that he forgot to put in the basket, round and round.

She raised her head slightly and said, "I am her..."

Only halfway through the conversation, the door of Qin Zishuang's room was suddenly opened, and Ai Qian appeared in the sight of the two with sleepy eyes.

She first glanced at Qin Zishuang, a little surprised, and said with a smile, "You're back."

Qin Zishuang responded lightly, and then she said to Wei Lian: "Morning."

Wei Lian relaxed and smiled back: "Morning."

Ai Qian yawned and walked over, and when she was about to pass Wei Lian, she asked, "How did you sleep last night?"

Wei Lian: "Fortunately, the bed is very comfortable."

After saying this, she subconsciously glanced at Qin Zishuang, only to see that she threw the key on the tea table and sat down by herself. The expression on her face couldn't be described as happy.

Ai Qian nodded, of course she didn't know all this, and asked as she walked towards the kitchen: "What do you want to eat? Noodles or bread, I'll get you some. Do you want yogurt? Do you still want soup?"

Wei Lian replied: "It's up to you."

Ai Qian let out an oh, walked two steps and remembered something before turning her head, looked at the person on the sofa and said, "Qin Zishuang, have you had breakfast? Do you want some for you too?"

It's not easy to think of her.

Qin Zishuang didn't look at her, picked up the computer that was left on the sofa and swipe it a few times, and said flatly, "Don't eat."

Ai pursed her mouth.

If you don’t eat, don’t eat. It’s early in the morning, what are you doing here in the cold.