The lord loves me too much, what should I do?

When Lin Qingyan went to the set the next day, Li Xiao received the news from Nan Gonglin and also knew about the cold war between the two of them.

Li Xiao, who thought it was his own bad idea that caused their quarrel, was about to explain something but was stopped by Nan Gonglin, "He doesn't love me, so why should I be ashamed, it was a mistake from the beginning."

Come on, Li Xiao understood completely. There must be some misunderstanding hidden between the two of them, and it has nothing to do with him as an outsider. His proposal was just a fuse to detonate.

Without any guilt in his heart, Li Xiao ran out of the country with his love in a blink of an eye, and the two sides fell into a cold war.

After moving to the crew, Lin Qingyan dived into the study of the script wholeheartedly, if only she ignored the person standing next to her who kept talking.

Yes, without Lin Qingyan's knowledge, the sunny boy he met on the audition day officially became his partner, Chen Duo's actor Xu Muyang.

Since joining the group, Xu Muyang has been no different from a big dog. Whenever Lin Qingyan shows any dissatisfaction, Xu Muyang will act like aggrieved, seemingly indifferent but actually Lin Qingyan, who was softer than anyone else, finally accepted his occasional convulsions slowly.

It can be said that the crew has this living treasure, which is full of surprises every day, and there is no stagnation of atmosphere even during the filming process.

But Lin Qingyan's filming is on the right track, and Nangong Lin has frightened the little assistant these days.

Not only did a call at three or four o'clock in the evening disturb Meimeng and ask him to look up information, but he even had a cold face during working hours, which was more terrifying than before before he had no relationship.

Everyone in the company said that Nangong Lin might not have become like this because someone borrowed money and didn't pay it back, but only the little assistant understood that this was not a debt, but a thief who stole the boss's heart and let him Out of mind.

Of course, it is impossible to say these words to Nangong Lin. The little assistant can only do his own thing while complaining. Anyway, there are overtime pay for overtime work, so it is considered as a single dog’s savings for the future marriage room and so on. up.

"Stuck, start again." The rare director got angry several times today, because no one thought that the two people who have always been on good terms would go wrong in a simple kiss scene.

Knowing that he didn't take a good picture, Xu Muyang squatted in the corner with a mournful face, like an abandoned puppy.

Lin Qingyan sighed inwardly. It is obvious that this sunny boy doesn't understand or has no homosexual inclinations at all, so that simple campus scenes can be played in his true colors, but when it comes to complex emotional scenes, he can't escape the friendship. frame.

Just now the director came to me and said that he wanted to bring him into the play. To put it nicely, he actually asked me to deliberately seduce the innocent Xu Muyang, and let him fall into his obsession with him.

As long as there is a little inclination, according to Jiang Wenqin's technique, it can completely become an unspoken love between two people.

But Lin Qingyan didn't want to do this, what's the difference between this and a senior?

In Lin Qingyan's short 17-year life, he has never met such a person, who is arrogant and domineering but kind and sensible, isn't it very contradictory?

At that time, Lin Qingyan was attracted by his temperament like this, and then he got stuck in the mud and couldn't extricate himself.

The boy's first enlightenment, the first passionate love were all dedicated to him, and even the always noble boy secretly wrote a diary to record his thoughts.

But what he didn't expect was that the senior just regarded him as a bet, a sharp weapon to win the favor of his friends. He used clumsy skills to lure the young and inexperienced Lin Qingyan into the game, and when he was completely in the deep end, he became calm again. The wind retreated lightly.

He was left alone in the mud, begging for nothing.

Qing Yan, a young man, will never forget that person leaning against the wall, holding a cigarette and puffing it out lightly. The smoke choked his mouth and nose, making him cry unconsciously. After appreciating the anger and sadness on his face When the time comes, push it lightly and tell yourself, "I only love myself, not others."

"Not to mention a brat like you."

Despicable yet justifiable.

It was so painful that his whole body hurt, as if he had been pricked by a needle, it hurt so badly.

"Qingyan..." Once he recalled the past, Lin Qingyan seemed to be covered in a layer of fog, unable to see through or grasp it. Xu Muyang pushed him carefully, knowing that Lin Qingyan's eyes were completely covered. Only after regaining clarity did he speak out.

"Help me." To put it bluntly, Xu Muyang is a bit stubborn. It can be seen from his usual filming that he must achieve the best results, otherwise he will feel uncomfortable.

So after the director proposed this plan, Xu Muyang understood the director's plan even though he was ignorant, but he still stood next to Lin Qingyan. For him, nothing is more important than completing a work.

Lin Qingyan had seen the gleam in his eyes before, but it was slowly worn away and dimmed in the long social life.

"Muyang, we have many ways to take a good picture of it." Lin Qingyan patiently persuaded, for a blank piece of paper, once it is dyed with color, it is tantamount to completely controlling his life, Lin Qingyan can't do it if he doesn't want to, He has never been an executioner, after all, only the softness that his grandmother gave him remains in his heart.

But Lin Qingyan's words did not satisfy Xu Muyang. On the contrary, he sat next to Lin Qingyan and wanted to talk to him, "Qingyan, I'm not a child. Of course I understand Director Jiang's intentions. I trust you just like you trust me. I believe you can control the speed well, so you can do it with confidence and boldness, I have a measure."

Lin Qingyan was dumb for a few times, wanted to say something but couldn't open his mouth, looked at the boy with bright eyes in front of him but couldn't speak a word after all, it took him a long time to find his voice.

"I promise you."

From that day on, Jiang Wenqin specially gave them a vacation to get in touch, Xu Muyang happily jumped up from the bed and grabbed Lin Qingyan with excitement, "Qingyan, shall we go to the playground?"

Seeing Xu Muyang's happy smile, Lin Qingyan had no choice but to nod, and the two walked out of the hotel with masks on.

Nangong Lin looked impatiently at Nephew Mei who was sitting in the passenger seat and wrinkled her head together, "Don't eat."

His reprimand had no effect on the girl who had been spoiled since she was a child. She just made a face at Nangong Lin and continued to lick her ice cream.

Nangong Lin, who doesn't like children and thinks they are troublesome, resisted the urge to leave her behind, pursed her lips and continued driving without saying a word.

Back to the previous three hours, Nangong Lin, who was in a bad mood because of the Cold War, went back to an unpopular home and found that her niece ran into her arms with a doll. She hadn't had much contact with her since she was a child. Nangong Lin resisted the urge to fall and hugged her.

He heard the little ghost whispering in a begging voice: "Brother Nangong, can you take me out to play?"

The little girl's coquettish tone reminded Nangong Lin of that heartless little villain for some reason, so she nodded involuntarily.

The little girl who got Nangong Lin's permission climbed onto his chest, and asked him to take his car into the car as if pointing Jiangshan, and when she fully realized, she was already outside the playground.

At this time, Lin Qingyan and Xu Muyang walked to the ticket office with their fingers intertwined. They have been living together these days. Under Jiang Wenqin's deliberate guidance, Xu Muyang, the straight man of steel, didn't feel that there was anything wrong. On the contrary, he even held Lin Qingyan tightly. hands, the nickname is I am afraid.

Yes, Xu Muyang, who looks sunny on the outside, is omnipotent, and can carry a large bucket of water with one hand, is afraid of heights.

However, this is not the most speechless. What makes Lin Qingyan speechless is that Xu Muyang's biggest dream in his life is to ride the most dangerous roller coaster in the world.

According to him, today is the first step towards his ideal in life.

Xu Muyang, who was happily holding the ticket, pulled Lin Qingyan to go inside, but no matter how he pulled Lin Qingyan's feet, they stayed in place as if they had taken root.

He turned around in surprise, and followed Lin Qingyan's line of sight to see a father and daughter walking in the distance, "Qingyan, what's wrong?"

Xu Muyang thought that he was envious of other people's father-daughter happiness, so he hugged his shoulders distressedly, and said cheeringly: "Qingyan, I believe that with your conditions, you will soon find a good girl to marry. Live as many as you want."

Lin Qingyan stared at Nangong Lin without blinking his eyes, his lips were pursed together into a line, even he himself didn't realize how much courage it took to make the expression on his face look normal.

He obviously agreed that it was nothing more than a nurturing relationship, but in the end he found that this person always affected his emotions.

During the time on the set, if Xu Muyang had been more careful, he would have noticed that Lin Qingyan was always holding on to the phone, and his eyes were anxious.

He waited for a phone to ring, but a week passed without a word.

The text messages sent at fixed times every day are only traffic reminders in the business hall.

It is said that seeing each other every day is like three autumns. Lin Qingyan only felt that there was a long and wide Milky Way between them. He wanted to touch but unconsciously stretched out his hand.

Burning internal organs, tearing pain.

This is not the case for Nangong Lin. He clearly committed a death penalty to the relationship between them in his heart, but he was unwilling to change the sheets he used to sleep on. He didn't even clean up the house, keeping the appearance he had left.

But now Nangong Lin took a mocking look at the hand on Lin Qingyan's shoulder, and walked to the ticket office without squinting, "Hi, I want a parent-child package ticket."

Turning around and passing by, the two of them were like strangers.