I didn't know the meaning of the song at first [entertainment]

When the pleasant ring tone came, Pei Wanchu glanced at the screen, said wait a moment, and connected the phone in front of Bai Hao.

"Yes, I'm here."

"All free..."

"Does it take this long?"

"Then I'll give you the hotel address, you send it to me, and I'll send it back after signing."

"If you're sure it's ok this time, then I can consider waiting a bit. Work in my country is also very busy."

"Okay, I'll wait for your news."

When Pei Wanchu hung up the phone, Bai Hao took the initiative to ask, "Is it still that crap?"

Pei Wanchu shrugged: "That's right, it can be completely over this time, but it will take a month to a month and a half. I hope I will stay here and wait."

"Then you just wait a moment. It's the end when it's over. Although you don't need it now, it will end."

Bai Hao blurted out to persuade Pei Wanchu to wait. After a month, the public opinion in the country should have completely subsided. Many people have forgotten about it, and he will not be affected when he comes back.

"I'll wait for the lawyer's news. If this time can be over in a month, I can wait. I'm afraid it will be nothing."

The work efficiency of the two has not been delayed by thousands of mountains and rivers. The tacit understanding cultivated over the years is doomed. As long as they can talk, they can do good things.

Pei Wanchu drank a cup of coffee, drank two more cups of capsule coffee in the hotel, and ate up all the cake sandwiches brought back from the cafe. The sky just dawned.

Bai Hao, who had eaten a box of lunch and drank N cups of milk tea, stood up as if he was about to pack up and get off work.

"Go to sleep, we will continue at 09:30 at the latest."

"Why are you going?" Pei Wanchu didn't know why, and there was an intermission.

"Lu Zhi's heart...is not in good health recently. I discussed it with the director. I will not shoot night scenes for this week, and I will make up later. I will pick him up..."

Bai Hao hesitated to speak, Pei Wanchu heard the clue, it seemed that he was not the only one who was stimulated, he pretended to be ignorant and teased Bai Hao.

"Lu Zhi was squeezed by you, right? Young people need restraint..."

Bai Hao glanced at him, and hurriedly turned off the video before the blush took over his entire face.

Pei Wanchu yawned, set the alarm clock, and threw herself on the soft bed.

I don't know if it's the remaining urticaria or the neurasthenia caused by extreme exhaustion. Pei Wanchu didn't sleep very well this time. He closed his eyes and fell unconscious for a few minutes before he regained his "consciousness".

He went back to eight years ago, when he was wearing a washed-out T-shirt and ripped jeans, his hair was a little shorter than it was yesterday, and much longer than it is today.

Nostrils are full of the smell of disinfectant, white room, white sheets, white floor.

Lying on a white bed close at hand was a woman with short hair and sunken cheeks. Her skin was not loose, but a thin layer was laid on the skeleton, and her whole face was moving with her mouth.

"Baby, Mommy wants to go home."

The skinny wrist raised and lowered: "Forget it, I won't go back. From now on, the house will be empty. If my mother dies inside, you will be afraid in the future..."

"Mom, I'm not afraid. I'll go to the doctor and take you home..."

The woman blinked her eyes and smiled: "Yeah, the baby is the most courageous. When he was a child, he slept with his father's ashes in his arms."

A black vortex appeared in front of my eyes, which absorbed all the white just now, and then released gray, gray in poor light.

In their house in St. Mingerken, all the furniture seemed to have peeled off paint and lost its color.

A little boy with a height of only 1.3 meters dragged a small bamboo chair and placed it next to the incense table. He stood up and held the wooden box behind the incense burner with both hands and put it on the stool next to him. Then he jumped off the chair and held the wooden box. Brought it back to the pillow next to the wall on the small bed in the room.

The little boy lay on the pillow, pulled the quilt to cover himself and the wooden box.

Pei Wanchu murmured: "Father, good night."

"Good night, Dad."

When he opened his eyes, the lights on the ceiling were blurry, as if they were covered with several layers of plastic paper. He wiped his eyes, and his hands were slippery.

He sat up and looked back, half of the pillow was soaked, he grabbed the pillow angrily and threw it into the laundry basket, jumped off the bed and rushed into the bathroom with his clothes on, the water valve was turned on to the maximum, and his whole body was drenched wet.

After taking a shower, he walked out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel, wiped his hair, and it didn't look wet anymore. He just rubbed it twice with the towel.

I finally found the joy of short hair that I haven't seen for many years, saving water, electricity and shampoo.

After connecting to the video again, Bai Hao's first sentence was: "Did you sleep well just now?"

"Well, it's good..."

Then came several hours of communication and work.

At one o'clock in the morning, under Pei Wanchu's strong request, Bai Hao finished his work. On the other side of the camera, Bai Hao looked reluctant and could continue to fight for [-] rounds.

"Okay, the little wolf dog will be demolished if he stays at home so late. I'm going out too. When will we start tomorrow?"

"You should rest more. Tomorrow morning, I will communicate with other departments about the matters we have decided today. Let's go at 12:30. I have lunch and you have supper."

Pei Wanchu turned off the computer and opened a kraft paper box he brought over. Inside was a box of small glacier-patterned wine glasses. The style was the same as the one his father used to use, but the model was different.

He put the wine glass and the paper bag with the hotel LOGO printed on it and went out. He still bought a bunch of baby's breath at the flower shop on the side of the road. Today he bought purple red.

Holding flowers and fine wine, he squatted in front of Cemetery No. 43 again, unscrewed the lid, and shook the bottle in front of the tombstone.

"Dad, this is your favorite wine. Get hungry. Drink it slowly. I may stay for more than a month this time. You can drink it every day."

Pei Wanchu leaned against the tombstone and sat down, took out the newly bought cigarettes in his pocket, lit one, and exhaled a puff of white smoke.

"Dad, you don't smoke, do you? It's a pity, sometimes cigarettes can relieve your sorrows better than alcohol..."

"Mom, don't say that second-hand smoke smokes people. In fact, second-hand smoke smells really good."

"I'm still doing my old job, which is pretty good. This year I have some more work, and I can probably earn more money."

Pei Wanchu sat by the tombstone and babbled for more than two hours, talking about what happened over the years.

This is his normal state of sweeping graves over the years, sitting by the tombstone and chatting for hours, just like a child returning home sitting at the dinner table chatting with his parents about recent interesting events.

The sun was strong, and the cemetery here didn't pay attention to Feng Shui, it was shaded, and it was so bare that Pei Wanchu was sweating.

He stood up and brushed the hem of his back clothes, bent down and spilled the wine in the glass on the ground, poured another glass and placed it in front of the tombstone.

"Dad, you are getting old, you should drink less, just two glasses a day and no more. See you tomorrow."

Pei Wanchu wandered back to the coffee shop with the bag in hand, ordered a cup of coffee and sat on the patio outside the shop.

He took out the cigarette and lighter from his trouser pocket, threw them on the table, and lit a cigarette.

He rested his cheeks in his hands, and kept looking in the direction of the flower road. There were a lot of tourists today, and he spent a lot more time going up and down than yesterday...

In a daze, he didn't realize that there was a person holding a camera on the opposite street corner and pressing the shutter many times.

He smoked three cigarettes one after another, placing a heavy hand on his shoulder.

"Pei, no smoking."

Pei Wanchu turned around in surprise. Behind him was a foreigner with brown hair, white skin, brown eyes, and a high nose bridge. He was wearing tight jeans and a shirt vest. The top buttons of the shirt were unbuttoned, revealing his chest muscles.

"Old William, why are you here?"

William opened the chair and sat down, raised the bag in his hand: "I'm here to buy something in the supermarket, why didn't you come to find me?"

"Want something to drink? My treat?"

"No more, I bought a lot of frozen ones to go home."

Pei Wanchu raised her eyebrows: "Just you go to the supermarket by yourself? Isn't Joe here?"

"I'm on a business trip. It's very hard to earn money. I need to support my family. I spend a lot of money!"

"Okay, okay, you spend a lot of money, you know."

William said he was in a hurry to go home, but sat in the sun with Pei Wanchu and chatted for [-] minutes, until a fine layer of water droplets soaked out of the plastic bag.

"Are you free these days? Pick a day to go shopping with me."

"I'm free, I'm staying in the hotel opposite. Please confirm the time to contact me." Pei Wanchu pointed diagonally and told William his mobile phone number.

William left with the shopping bag, Pei Wanchu continued to sit in a daze, it was midnight in China and everyone was fast asleep.

He glanced at the clean phone interface, and felt extremely calm. It was easy to forget a lot of things away from the Internet. He opened the long sleeves, and the marks on his arms were much lighter. He should be able to wear short sleeves in two days.

The post-production work of the film was carried out very smoothly, and Lu Zhi's emotional adjustment was much faster than Bai Hao expected.

When the news broke out again, that Wen Yi and Tian Min's engagement banquet would be held the next day, Lu Zhi didn't show too much emotion, and communicated with the director to start filming the night scene.

The only difference is that before he was filming in Yanjing, if it was not convenient for him to go back to school, he would stay at Wen Yi's house, but this time he stayed at Bai Hao's house, Wen Yi provided him with a car and driver, and he came and went every day It's a lot more convenient.

Wen Yi's engagement banquet started at two o'clock in the afternoon. Lu Zhi and Bai Hao watched it on the live broadcast platform. He didn't attend, and he called to find out that his mother was not invited either. He was inexplicably happy.

Many people came after the engagement banquet. Lu Zhishou waited in front of the screen until the master of ceremonies announced that it was about to start, poking the screen excitedly: "None of our relatives are going!!"

"Your family?" Bai Hao didn't know how extensive Lu Zhi's family was.

"Wen Yi's family, no one went there. Except for his father, the woman who wanted to be his stepmother. These seem to be Wen's executives. I don't know the others. I guess they are not very important roles."

"Being engaged is like going to a funeral. You can't even smile. I don't know why you want to get engaged." Lu Zhi poked Wen Yi's face on the screen with his hand, looking like he wanted to pierce it.

Wen Yi and Tian Min stood on the stage, Wen Yi clasped his hands in front of him, his arms were close to his body, Tian Min tried to grab Wen Yi's arm a few times, but his hands couldn't get in...

Bai Hao grabbed his finger: "Okay, okay. Don't be angry, and stop watching when you are angry."

"No, I want to see!"

Many people came to the engagement banquet. After the master of ceremonies announced the start, he said a long series of congratulatory speeches and invited the parents of both parties to give speeches.