I have nothing to do

30.

"Is that classmate Jian Ce?" Weng Chi asked in a deep voice.

"I don't know who it is," Cheng Xinyuan said nonchalantly, chewing some food in his mouth, "I just took a look at it from a distance on the set, and I couldn't see it clearly. Anyway, it looks the same at first glance, vulgar, vulgar."

"You are the only one who is not vulgar?!" Weng Chi heard what Cheng Xinyuan said, and Jian Ce directly pushed back, "You are the only one who sways around like a little girl with a ball head all day long, and you have the nerve to call others vulgar?! Let me tell you, You have no aesthetics at all!"

Before Cheng Xinyuan could reply, Weng Chi hung up Cheng Xinyuan's phone angrily.

He simply couldn't stand Cheng Xinyuan insulting the flower in his heart, even joking.

Weng Chi called Jian Ce instead.

But after several rings, Jian Ce didn't answer, and Weng Chi's anger started to rise again. He immediately called Yan Yu, and Yan Yu's phone rang and turned off.

For a moment, Weng Chi felt as if he had been abandoned by the whole world.

It's just that two people didn't answer the phone, it's just two people, but now, right now, Weng Chi seems to be cut off from the world.

Weng Chi felt this way for the first time.

Fortunately, it didn't take too long to reconnect. Weng Chi was ready to call his assistant to explain his work. He wanted to drive to Huanshan immediately. He couldn't wait for a moment. While he was waiting for the assistant to connect, he called again. came in.

It's Yan language.

Weng Chi frantically tried to cut into Yan Yu's call, but the little assistant over there also picked it up. In the confusion, Weng Chi said to the phone that it was all right, hung up the phone immediately, and Called Yan Yu, this time Yan Yu answered right away.

"Hey! Why did you turn off the phone when I called you!" Weng Chi's tone was not so good. He wanted to control it, but he couldn't.

"It's out of battery..." Yan Yu's breathing was still unsteady, his voice was very soft, and his speaking speed was also slow. He explained to Weng Chi in detail that his emergency mobile phone that he went to the hospital in the morning was not charged and he was lying in bed after returning home. I didn't think in bed that if Weng Chi hadn't called and rang, he might not have known that the phone was going to be turned off.Then the charging cable was not at hand, so he crawled out of the bed and found it in the suitcase before charging the phone. He called Weng Chi back as soon as he could turn it on.

Yan Yu's side is very quiet, as quiet as a room alone in the middle of the night. Although it is daytime, Weng Chi somehow feels that Yan Yu must have drawn thick curtains, and then tightly covered the quilt, only revealing A head, cell phone... the cell phone may be next to the mouth or next to it.

"Are you holding your phone or are you wearing a bluetooth headset?"

"Ah?" Yan Yu was obviously surprised by this question, "Where are you holding the phone..."

"Put on earphones instead, or your hands will be cold." Weng Chi pressed the call from the little assistant over and over again, thinking of dismissing him after hanging up, "Have you turned on the air conditioner? If not, turn it on quickly."

"I was widowed with headphones youth. So I didn't bring it with me."

This statement made Weng Chi frown: "What the hell."

"Hey, I just lost one."

"Fuck." Weng Chi couldn't help raising the corner of his mouth, "I think you're almost recovered from your illness, and your mouth has started again."

"Are you still angry?" Yan Yu asked suddenly.

Weng Chi's eyelids drooped, his eyelashes trembled, and he heard Yan Yu's nasal voice slowly crawling into his ears from the receiver of the mobile phone. He wondered what he was teaching a patient. It's the same as what Cheng Xinyuan said, in fact, he is more manic...

"I wasn't angry at all." Weng Chi said words against his will, desperately trying to find love for himself, "I'm just, just, a little impatient. You see, you're such an adult, and you're sorry for this and that. I'm so annoyed. Did you say that to hear you say sorry? Did you know when I told you that we, the proletariat, never feel sorry for anyone?"

"You're still a proletarian..." Yan Yu smiled, low and hoarse.

Weng Chi's emotions had already calmed down, and he followed Yan Yu with a smile:

"I am intellectually proletarian."

Although Weng Chi still wanted to chat with Yan Yu, Yan Yu coughed a few times and Weng Chi had to stop. He asked Yan Yu to drink more hot water, and Yan Yu agreed, and then Weng Chi told Yan Yu himself Go to Huanshan tomorrow.

"wait for me."

"what?"

"Wait until I treat you to dinner."

"it is good……"

Weng Chi smiled and said goodbye. After hanging up the phone, he was still in a good mood, but he always felt that he seemed to have forgotten something.

It wasn't until the afternoon when Jian Ce sent a message that Weng Chi remembered that he called to ask if Yan Yu was with Jian Ce.

Weng Chi rubbed his temples. He thought that he was indeed too busy recently, and his body and spirit had entered a period of burnout, which made him always forgetful. It seemed that he needed a period of rest.

Jian Ce will not call back, and Weng Chi has known this for a long time. Jian Ce has always held him, led him, hooked him, and led him. He knows when to loosen and when to tighten, just like Now, it's impossible to call back, but he'll send you a message, lightly, saying he was just busy.

Busy, just busy, Jian Ce has always been busy, Weng Chi understands, although I don't know what he is busy with, but who is not busy?

However, most people who like people are cheap and cheap, and Weng Chi is naturally the same. He asked Jian Ce if he was cold or hot, whether he ate well, did he sleep well, and Jian Ce's answer was also very standard. : Not cold, not hot, okay, okay.

Okay, Weng Chi thought while typing, this is what he wants.

[With Yan Yu? 】

[Not now. 】

[How do you know if you don't ask me? 】

[Don't ask, right? 】

A photo was sent, it was a screenshot of Yan Yu's circle of friends, it was a palace in the snow, and the accompanying text was: Huanshan is really beautiful.

【Go together? 】

【Friendship of Landlord】

Weng Chi felt a little headache. If he remembered correctly, when he called Yan Yu in the morning, Yan Yu was still angry. Cheng Xinyuan said that he sent Yan Yu to the hospital in the morning, so just a few hours later Yan Yu Just braving the heavy snow and walking around the mountains with Jian Ceman?

What spirit is this?

Weng Chi didn't reply to Jian Ce's words later, he didn't know what to say next.

Weng Chi has a cold face, but in fact he is a talkative person. If he wants to chat, he can chat for a day, but he doesn't want to say anything now.

He has a guess that is about to come out. He thinks it is true, but he is afraid that it is true.

Weng Chi opened Moments and browsed through them one by one, but he couldn't find the one Yan Yu posted.

He opened Yan Yu's profile picture again, and there was a horizontal line that said three days to see.

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Well, after the story of Huanshan is over, I will start preparing to make a movie. It is true that our family makes a movie. Starting from the beginning, the script is coordinated first, and then the cast is selected, so this story may be very long. Maybe, maybe, this What the story movie tells may not be detailed, but the detailed one should be how to shoot a movie...