The top white moonlight is me

Yu Linxin went to talk to Larissa while Ting Xi was asleep.

"Do you think he needs to stop working due to his current situation?" Yu Linxin sat on the single sofa in the study, the dim yellow desk lamp reflected his tight jawline.

"Compared to making him cranky at home every day, a moderate amount of work can help him distract. If he is stimulated by work, I don't recommend him to continue in this situation." Larissa answered patiently.

Yu Linxin nodded slightly, he was very vague about the cause of Ting's sudden onset, unable to accurately grasp the key points.

"I have suggested to him many times to seek help from you, but he has always insisted on refusing. Mr. Yu, Xi attaches great importance to you, and he dare not take any risks on you. Similarly, he does not have a sufficient sense of security on you." Larissa said frankly that she sincerely hoped that Ting Xi would recover as soon as possible.

Regarding the illness, Ting Xi always avoided him, and Yu Linxin was unwilling to force Ting Xi, but she heard Larissa tell herself that Ting Xi continued to refuse to ask him for help, and her chest inevitably hurt.

The broken mirror is reunited, even if the seams are tightly glued together, the traces of repair are slightly invisible, and the cracks still exist.

The harm he brought to Ting Xi seven years ago will also not disappear because of the passage of time, because they start again.

"Yu, I don't know much about you, but Xi has never regretted falling in love with you. The past really needs to be sorted out, and the more important thing is the future life." Larissa seemed to notice Yu Linxin's depression, and explained.

Yu Linxin was stunned, and after a while, he lowered his eyelashes, "Thank you Larissa, we will definitely have a bright future."

He told Larissa, more like telling himself.

After finishing the call, Yu Linxin closed his eyes and called Director Ji Song again.

"Ting Xi is not feeling well? Is the situation serious?" Ji Song asked anxiously.

"Low blood sugar and hand injury, the doctor told him to rest for a few days." Yu Linxin opened his mouth and made up nonsense.

Ji Song naturally believed that Ting Xi's complexion is really not good recently, his body is thin, and Yu Linxin is Ting Xi's boyfriend, who would curse his boyfriend for being sick, and he might want to break up, "Okay, you let him rest at ease, I'm here on the set. "

"But you have to come back as soon as possible. After all, you are the male lead, and many scenes cannot be filmed without you."

Yu Linxin understands this, this is not the first time he has been filming, in the past even if he had a high fever until he was dizzy and his hands and feet were weak, he had to call out the director before fainting after filming.

After taking a bath, Yu Linxin lifted the quilt and got in. Ting Xi took the medicine and fell into a deep sleep, but his body instinctively rolled into Yu Linxin's arms, found a comfortable old position to nest in, rubbed against him like a small animal, and continued to sleep.

Yu Linxin stroked his temples, lowered his head and kissed his forehead, "Good night, sweet."

In the afternoon of the next day, Director Ji saw Ting Xi and Yu Linxin coming in together, and asked in surprise, "Why are you here?"

His eyes fell on Ting Xi's hand wrapped into a big steamed bun, and he said with concern: "Hey, what's wrong? Go back and rest quickly, your play is not in such a hurry."

Ting Xi dodged his hand pushing her, "Xiaoshang, you guys are making too much of a fuss, we can shoot dramas."

Ji Song looked away, and Yu Linxin's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, "Ah...you can not fight like this."

"Small meaning, it looks scary, and it will probably recover in a week." Ting Xi waved the "big steamed bun" indifferently.

Yu Linxin's face was gloomy, and he grabbed his wrist, "Promise me not to mess around."

Ting Xi shrugged, saying that he was not fooling around, and was just showing off his minor injuries.

Now that the person has arrived, Ji Song is naturally happy and urges the makeup artist to apply makeup to Ting Xi.

Ting Xi's performance today was as stable as ever, but Yu Linxin, on the contrary, lost the level of actor one after another, "Sorry, I'll adjust it."

The staff whispered to each other, "What's the matter, Teacher Yu? Didn't you take a break?"

"Shouldn't you be arguing with Sweetheart?"

"But Sweetheart played very well, there shouldn't be any fights."

The assistant director glared at them, and they immediately stopped talking.

Yu Linxin sat on a chair to drink water, Director Ji changed to filming Ting Xi's scene, Song Xuewei approached and sat down, "It's not like you, I thought you could still act if the sky fell."

"Boom—" the vacuum flask was placed heavily on the table, Yu Linxin raised his hand to wipe off the water stains from the corner of his mouth, and said in a low voice, "You think too highly of me, I'm just an ordinary person."

Staring at Ting Xi who was filming, Yu Linxin asked, "How did he do it with his hands yesterday?"

"What did you tell him?"

Song Xuewei smiled playfully: "Do you think I hurt him? Or did I irritate him by talking nonsense?"

Yu Linxin remained silent, and Song Xuewei put her long hair that was hanging down behind her ears, "He crushed the cup himself, and I was surprised that he reacted so strongly, don't worry, I didn't have time to say what I shouldn't, I just mentioned it A few words about how you were discovered by the director to film."

Song Xuewei's voice drifted away with the wind, and the surrounding was eerily quiet, in stark contrast to the lively scene in the play.

She observed Ting Analysis in the play, her eyes moved slightly, as if she understood something, "If my actions cause you any discomfort, I apologize."

"But Linxin, anyone who has seen you struggling to get up back then will not be able to watch you step into the same pit."

"He's not a pit." Yu Linxin retorted, his dark eyes looked like wild animals on the prairie.

Song Xuewei was startled, the person in front of her seemed to overlap with the boy from many years ago.

She took a few deep breaths, leaned back on the chair behind her, "Sorry, I hope you are well, don't be like me..."

It ended up being empty.

Yu Linxin looked up, "Why did you suddenly disappear?"

Song Xue twitched the corners of her mouth slightly, and said with a careless smile, "What can it be because of, of course it's great love."

The more free and easy she is, the more Yu Linxin feels her pain.

Pulling the thread on her clothes, Song Xue smiled and said: "I have been taking medicine for the past few years, depression, can't you see it? Sometimes I feel that I am quite normal, and I don't realize it until I get sick. Without drug control, I don't even have the right to choose to laugh or cry."

Yu Linshen's lips pursed, his pupils trembled, and the Song Xuewei in his eyes was capable, straightforward, brave and calm, just like the scorching sun in summer, almost scorching.

Such Song Xuewei actually suffers from depression.

Yu Linxin couldn't imagine it, just as he couldn't imagine it, so could Ting Xi.

"Don't look at me like that. I've recovered now. The doctor advised me to do something I like. After much deliberation, I have to make a movie. I just heard that Director Ji is going to make a new movie, so I recommended myself." Song Xuewei's attitude Free and easy, as if she was just suffering from a small cold.

Swallowing a mouthful of saliva to moisturize his dry throat, Yu Linxin said, "Is the treatment process painful?"

"Compared to pain, torture is more appropriate. It is repeated and irregular. Whenever you see the dawn, the next second may drive you into the abyss again. The number of times is frequent, and it is easy to lose hope. It is very difficult for a person. Compared with physical pain, spiritual loneliness is more tormenting." Song Xuewei looked into the distance, her eyes were empty, she seemed to be thinking about something, and she seemed to be in a daze.

Knowing it a hundred times through words is not as good as listening to someone who has experienced it once. The heart is like a barren land that has been turned to pieces by a plow.

He looked at Ting Xi, almost crying.

"Hey, Yu Linxin, if you do this, I will misunderstand that you are in love with me." Song Xuewei turned her head and suddenly found that Yu Linxin's eyes were red, tears were shining, her lips were tight, trying to hold back the tears.

She successfully made Yu Linxin's tears back with one sentence, and said indifferently: "Think too much."

Song Xuewei was puzzled, it wasn't for herself, but for whom?

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the man wearing a vermilion robe, with stern eyebrows, and a flash of light flashed in his mind, like a small stone falling into a pipe, jingling and finally falling into the water with a "boom".

What can make Yu Linxin cry, apart from filming, is only analysis.

Could it be... Ting Xi is the same as her?

Song Xuewei couldn't believe it, it wasn't like that, didn't Yu Linxin say that Ting Xi was the little prince?

The flowers in the greenhouse don't eat the poor in the world. The biggest setback probably comes from Yu Linshen, but the love of young people often ends without a problem. The first love in teenagers comes and goes quickly.

She couldn't figure it out all the time, wondering if she had guessed wrong.

"Brother Xin, you've been photographed." Assistant Zhou Congee's face turned livid.

Yu Linxin took the phone, and Xue Lian sent him some photos. In the hospital, he was holding a person in his arms, running fast. Although he was wearing a hat, his clothes were easy to pick up, and his chin was also highly recognizable.

"The other party said that it will be sent at eight o'clock in the evening." Xue Lian made a video call.

Yu Linxin turned around and walked into the rest room, and said in a deep voice, "How much does he want?"

Xue Lian cursed, "This grandson took advantage of the fire to rob, and the lion opened his mouth."

"800."

"I think he looks like a bastard."

Zhou Congee asked anxiously: "Then why don't we give it? Let him send it?"

Xue Lian was speechless for a while, and replied angrily: "Yes, I must. Who told you that you, Brother Xin, are not doing business and overturned. You deserve to spend 800 million."

Yu Linxin ignored his yin and yang aura, "If you don't give it, I'm not being taken advantage of."

"Heh, you run around with people in your arms, and it's written all over your body that I've been taken advantage of. Come and shoot me, don't you prepare to come out?" Xue Lian immediately replied.

Yu Linxin was silent, Xue Lian's blood pressure rose rapidly, "Fuck, Yu Linxin, I'm warning you not to mess around, you don't think about me, you have to think about Director Ji's new movie, you are a leading man, Director Ji returns after many years In his first work, Ting Xi's role can be called the male second, and Song Xuewei's comeback, I can't stand your foolishness!"

Xue Lian's analysis was clear and logical, and Yu Linxin gave him a reassurance, "I am not going to come out for the time being, and I will post photos casually. I have seen it, and Xiao Xi was not photographed."

Xue Lian: "..." You only care about this as a co-author? !

The person who took the photo was extremely shocked. Yu Linxin was not threatened. Could it be that his price was too high?

He tentatively indicated that the price could be negotiated, but Xue Lian told him, "It's too expensive and I can't afford it."

grass!Is top stream so stingy?

At eight o'clock in the evening, Yu Linxin's scandal hit the trending searches without any surprise, and she burst into tears.

[Yu Fan’s sisters cried to death, but I hissed at the veins on Chlorophyll’s arm. 】

[Princess Hug!Yu Linxin looked so relaxed, and even changed his posture in the back, hanging and beating all the trash who used coercion in the hug scene!Ah, ah, ah, driving must be super exciting! 】

[The upper body of the person in Yu Linxin's arms is covered with his coat, so cover the other person's face in advance, which means that he expects to be photographed, and even so, he wants to hug him out. What the hell is not true love? ! 】

[Rely on!The analysis of the sisters upstairs is too correct!My scalp is numb!Although he couldn't see the face of the person in his arms, judging from his body shape, there was a high probability that it was a boy. 】

[Need to guess?Take a quick look at the latest picture posted by the marketing account, Yu Linxin is holding onto the waist with one hand, who else is there besides sweetheart? ! 】

[AhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhlyThe Lord's cabinet door can't be held down anymore! 】

[Please, girls have thinner waists, okay, who told you it must be Ting Xi. 】

[Hahahaha don't deceive yourself, is this an ordinary waist?This is the ultimate waist!Seduce the soul, kill without blood. 】

[See blood, see blood!My nosebleed!Chlorophyll's arm, Sweetheart's waist, Ah Wei is dead, and the train in my mind can't stop! 】

Fu Yinghua and Xue Lian stared at the wind direction of the Internet at the same time, both of them were silent, why did they start the car?

The ones who are more speechless than them are those who tried to use the photos to take revenge on Yu Linxin's paparazzi who failed to ask for 800 million. What's going on with these netizens?Shouldn't you be angry and scold people?Why did someone engage in color literature overnight, and even produced absurd pictures!

Damn, Yu Linxin's fans actually rose.