The wind lives in this life policy

Amy was very punctual, and she was already waiting downstairs with Alian Tangwei before eight o'clock. Two minutes later, she saw Ye Xiaofeng hurrying out with a super mountaineering bag and a big box in her hand, and Feng Ce Following him, on the contrary, is very leisurely.

Several people sighed at the same time, thinking, having such an assistant is really lucky, as long as Feng Ce is in charge and handsome, there is no need to worry about the rest.

"Open the trunk!" Ye Xiaofeng shouted at Alian.

"Let me help you." Just by looking at the box, you can tell how heavy it is. Just as A Lian was about to reach out, Feng Ce has already taken it.

"Let me do it." Feng Ce lightly lifted the box weighing tens of kilograms, and stuffed it into the trunk without any effort, and then said to Ye Xiaofeng who was standing there stupidly, "Leave it to me."

Ye Xiaofeng took off the bag in a daze, Feng Ce didn't even look at it, took it and threw it back casually, just right into it.

"..." Ye Xiaofeng and A Lian looked at each other, they looked at each other, and they both read the shock in each other's eyes.

Fuck, this 26-inch box weighs at least [-] catties, even A Lian dare not say that he can casually throw it in the trunk with one hand... and that bag! !It's the first time Nima has seen someone throwing a mountaineering bag like this... So, is it true that you still don't look good?Your style is actually pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger! !

Comparing the blown self-esteem of men, women are blatantly admiring, Tang Wei is fine, Amy is only missing a heart from flying out of her eyes, her eyes are full of admiration.

"Hey, let's go." In the end, Ye Xiaofeng came back to his senses and greeted them, and they got into the car and headed straight for the airport in a blink of an eye.

The elevated road at [-]:[-] pm on weekends was not blocked, and the car was driving on the road without any hindrance, but there was no conversation in the car all the way.

Amy was busy chatting on WeChat, and from time to time, she secretly took a few photos of Feng Ce and went to show off in the girlfriends group, very happy.

Tang Wei was flipping through her daughter's photos on her phone. Since she gave birth, she gave her baby almost all her time outside of work. This was the first time she was separated from the crew after two and a half years of vacation. Abandon.

Ye Xiaofeng checked the IDs and air tickets of several people, and didn't raise his head until he confirmed that they were correct, only to find that Feng Ce was still looking out of the car window quietly, motionless and silent, just like the first time he got in the car.

The headlights of the backing car flickered on and off, and the light and shadow hit his face through the car window, flickering on and off, quietly blurring.

"Aren't you bored?" Ye Xiaofeng leaned over and handed him a pair of earphones, "I'll be here in a while, do you want to listen to music?"

Feng Ce looked back at him, asking questions with his eyes, apparently not understanding what earphones were.

There were other people present, and Ye Xiaofeng was inconvenient to explain for fear of arousing suspicion, so he bypassed the headphone cable and plugged it in for Feng Ce, so the two of them, one on the left and one on the right, shared a pair of headphones to listen to the song.

Ye Xiaofeng had no habit of listening to music, so he clicked on a radio station and played it wherever he went, and right now he happened to be playing "Blue and White Porcelain", which was popular all over the country.

It's been a long time since I listened to a song, Ye Xiaofeng leaned against the back of the chair, closed his eyes, and couldn't help humming along, "The sky is blue waiting for the mist and rain, and I'm waiting for you, the smoke from the kitchen is rising, thousands of miles across the river..."

The gentle and soothing melody rang from his ears, mixed with Ye Xiaofeng's clean and steady voice, tossing and winding, continuous, back and forth, Feng Ce felt that even his breathing slowed down.

"Azure is waiting for Misty Rain, and I'm waiting for you..." He pondered softly, and after listening to it a few times, he couldn't help asking, "Do you know what this means?"

"Huh? What do you mean?" Ye Xiaofeng has always sang with the crowd, and often only remembers a few of the most popular lyrics in a song, so he doesn't care about the meaning, "Isn't it just waiting for you on a rainy day?"

Feng Ce smiled silently, shook his head and said, "That's not the case." His eyes deepened, and he seemed to admire the words, "Song Huizong once wrote: After the rain, the sky is clear and the clouds are broken, and this color is the future."

"What do you mean?" Ye Xiaofeng didn't understand.

Feng Ce didn't know how to explain it, so he asked, "Does this song... have a name?"

"Yes, blue and white porcelain, I was very popular when I was studying."

"Blue and white porcelain...that's how it is." Feng Ce nodded clearly, understanding the author's intention, no wonder there will be a sky blue, no wonder the word "waiting for you" appears.

"Is there any deep meaning?" Ye Xiaofeng's curiosity was aroused.

"Azure is the glaze color, the hardest to appear. If you want to fire it, you have to wait for a misty rain to achieve it..." His thoughts gradually drifted away with the memories, and the smile on Feng Ce's mouth seemed to disappear, "That's why it's the sky blue waiting for the misty rain."

Without smoke and rain, there will be no azure, and without azure, there will be no fate of blue and white porcelain.

"And I'm waiting for you..." Feng Ce couldn't hide his admiration, "It's like fate."

Unexpectedly, a simple lyric could be interpreted like this in Feng Ce's mouth. Ye Xiaofeng was amazed, and hurriedly opened his mobile phone Baidu to search for this word. Sure enough, an expert explained it in this way, which was exactly the same as Feng Ce said.

Holding the phone, he felt strange, didn't he lose his memory?Then why can a person with amnesia remember Song Huizong remember blue and white porcelain...but not mobile phone and TV?

Is there such amnesia in the world?

Amnesia can either forget all of it, or a part of it...how could such a situation as Feng Ce happen.

For the first time, Ye Xiaofeng really began to have doubts about Feng Ce's amnesia. It seems that to Feng Ce, memory is just a dividing line, which easily separates the past and the present. He only chooses the distant history, but not within reach. of now.

Ye Xiaofeng stared at Feng Ce with a complicated expression, thinking wildly, but forgot that neither Lou Qinglan nor Feng Ce himself said from the beginning to the end that it was amnesia.

Four or ten minutes later, the car arrived at the airport. The three of Alian planned to park the car first, and they were going to meet up later, but they didn't expect Zhou Ning to ask a few bodyguards to wait at the entrance of the airport hall in advance, which saved them a lot of trouble. He called one person to park the car, and then walked to the VIP fast lane with the remaining three bodyguards.

Seemingly still uneasy, Ye Xiaofeng walked a few steps and then turned around, lowering the brim of Feng Ce's hat again, and only after a few glances did he feel relieved.

In view of the fact that Feng Ce casually took off his sunglasses last time and caused other fans to recognize him, Ye Xiaofeng simply gave up the sunglasses and put on an oversized mask for him.

Sure enough, the journey was smooth, and the VIP channel itself was not very crowded. After getting the boarding pass and checking in the luggage smoothly, there was still an hour and a half before the plane took off.

There were not many people in the lounge, so it could be said that it was very quiet. Ye Xiaofeng breathed a sigh of relief, and finally felt at ease. Then he just had to wait for the security check and everything would be fine.

"By the way, Xiaofeng..." A Lian remembered something, "What about the Millennium Award this time? Will I have to ask Director Fang for leave?"

Oops!How could I forget this!Ye Xiaofeng patted his forehead.

There are still five days until the Millennium Award. Fang Jinran needs to turn on his phone immediately. Isn't he going to miss the Millennium Award?

Tang Wei disagreed, "After all, Feng Ce is still a newcomer and the protagonist. He has the most scenes, so it is impossible to schedule time." Moreover, Fang Jinran has always been known for being strict when filming, unless there is an accident, otherwise he is not too strict. Maybe you can ask for leave, unless you finish filming for several days in a row, but the problem is that filming is not an exam paper, you can leave after answering the questions and handing in the paper. What should I do if the opponent's condition is not good and keeps NG.

It's just that the past few days have been too comfortable, and such an important thing has been completely forgotten...

"If you really can't participate, it's a pity that your father made the clothes specially..." Ye Xiaofeng sighed helplessly with a look of regret, "Maybe we can win the Chitose Award..."

"It's okay!" Alian comforted him, "It's fine to keep the clothes and wear them next time, you don't have to wear them for the Millennium Award!"

Amy put down her phone at this time and made a suggestion, "Actually, you can record a VCR. Many celebrities who couldn't be there before all took a VCR and played it on the spot!"

"Will people say it's too big?" Ye Xiaofeng worried.

"Tch, if you really win the award and don't show up, you will be called a big name. When the time comes, say hello to Director Fang and let him show his face in the VCR, won't the audience know?"

Ye Xiaofeng felt that this method was feasible, and nodded repeatedly, "Okay, I can ask Fang Dao to help me when the time comes, there shouldn't be any problem."

Several people were chatting about matters while waiting for the plane, Ye Xiaofeng secretly prayed that everything would go well this time when joining the crew, but unfortunately he didn't know that things often backfired.