bait [entertainment circle]

◎Can we do it all over◎

Shang Lingjue really doesn't understand the staff, how to achieve two consecutive "so"s, which is illogical.

"Shangshang, you choose a place."

Because it was already dark, no matter where it was, the light was not very good.Shang Lingjue supported his chest with one hand, lazily.

Just happened to meet the eyes of the woman in the attic.

Under the small light in the attic, that peerless face became more and more hazy and distant, and one could see the cold water in the woman's eyes, smudged with a bit of grievance and anger.

But the biting lips were full of helpless self-deprecation.

It turned out that S Er also had times when he couldn't have an attack and could only bear it by force.

"On the trestle by the sea," Shang Lingjue stood up lightly, looked indifferently at the dark surroundings, and said in a clear voice, "Then hurry up, it seems to be raining."

"Okay, come here, the lights are ready."

"You don't need to turn on the lights, it's dazzling, and it's not a movie." Shang Lingjue lowered his eyes, with a hint of laziness and boredom. "The light is not clear, so it will have more atmosphere."

When the staff thought about it, Shang Lingjue was right, what we pay attention to is a sense of atmosphere.

So, there is only one fixed camera left.

Under the flickering candlelight, Shang Lingjue's cheeks flushed slightly after drinking, his long and narrow eyes were slightly narrowed, exuding an undisguised sense of decadence.

"Shangshang, we..." Xiao Yun saw Shang Lingjue's delicate face gradually approaching, and his palms were slightly sweaty.

She raised her head slightly, and was about to grab Shang Lingjue's collar, but was blocked by the girl's hand.

"Businessman?"

Seeing Xiao Yun's slightly puzzled look, Shang Lingjue smoothed the folds of the clothes on her shoulders, bent down and whispered in Xiao Yun's ear:

"Sister Xiao Yun, don't be afraid, I know how to borrow a seat."

Shang Lingjue smiled from the bottom of her heart, this was probably the only acting skill she learned from being with Si Er.

"No, I'm not afraid, I'm willing to be with you..." Before Xiao Yun could react, he found that Shang Lingjue was approaching him quickly, and then left immediately.

On the surface, they seemed to be close to each other, but in fact, Shang Lingjue just turned his face to the side and talked to her in a low voice

Like cherry blossoms falling.

The fresh and charming mint fragrance on the girl's body is fleeting, as light as a breeze.

"Is the filming finished?" Shang Lingjue snapped his fingers, waking up the crowd.

"It's done, it's done."

The camera and other staff members were a little confused. They thought that the two of them would not get used to it when they were in front of the camera for the first time, and they might have to shoot many times.

Who knew that Shang Lingjue found the angle very well, and the two met on the trestle by the sea as if destined, their eyes met, tender and lingering.

"Wow, did they really kiss? It's so beautiful and romantic," Zhao Ziyan wished she could poke her head out to see.

Looking from the attic, they could only see two people with overlapping backs and intertwined long hair, which seemed to be going well and enjoying themselves.

Si Er didn't answer Zhao Ziyan's question. The woman's black hair drooped, her lips were deeply drawn, and half of her face was hidden in the half-bright light and shadow. She couldn't see her expression clearly, but she felt a stronger sense of abstinence and restraint.

Like a rose soaked in thin ice, it is the prelude to the scorching fire.

I thought that the work on the trestle bridge was ready to start, and all the lights and cameras were ready to be removed one after another, ending the day's shooting.

As a result, after Xiao Yun's face returned to normal and was no longer so red, when he stood up, he couldn't help crying out in pain from his lips.

"Shangshang, I can't seem to stand up, it hurts so much, maybe I sprained my ankle just now."

Just as he was about to blow out the candles, Shang Lingjue looked down at Xiao Yun's ankle, feeling a little swollen, "Don't move yet."

Under the unburned candlelight, Xiao Yun winked like silk, as if she was seriously hurt, "Shangshang, can you take me back?"

[Holy shit, Xiao Yun is so charming and her rank is so high, I can't wait to rush into the screen and hug her for Shangshang. 】

[The two of them really didn't come to fall in love at public expense?I've been goofing off tonight. 】

In the wooden window of the attic, Zhao Ziyan was so excited that she stood up and looked down, she propped her head, her smile became more and more rippling, "My subject is too good at teasing, Si Er, I feel that your subject is very flirtatious." It will soon be overwhelmed."

The barrage also agreed with Zhao Ziyan's words:

[Sorry, I used to kowtow at my seniors, but now I have switched to kowtowing at the enchanting vixen x straight ball real wood. 】

[Xiao Yun: Shang Lingjue, I hate that you are a piece of wood. 】

The barrage and Zhao Ziyan's words exploded like a bomb in Si Er's heart. The woman's pupils were dark and clear, her lips were bright red, and she said lightly:

"Maybe, but I feel that Shang Lingjue is still able to handle it with ease."

"Oh, Sir, who is your suggestion that Shang Lingjue is more suitable for?"

"And... the music," S Er's lips curved slightly, his long eyelashes fluttered slightly, indifferent and flirtatious, "She should be learning sex."

"what?"

The barrage on the side floated by——

【Hahaha, Si Er means that Shang Lingjue loves to study. 】

Reminiscent of the previous rumors about Shang Lingjue dropping out of school, Zhao Ziyan always felt that Si Er was talking nonsense in a serious manner, but she had no evidence.

S Er's expression was serious and determined. When he lowered his head halfway, the tips of his beautiful white ears were hidden in his long, smooth hair, revealing a cool white color.

It seems gentle and abstinent, it is impossible to run the train with his mouth full.

So, is Si Er actually such a humorous person?

Everyone's misunderstanding of Si Er is still too deep.

On the trestle by the sea, Xiao Yun gently supported Shang Lingjue's arm, and his whole body leaned towards Shang Lingjue, "It seems to be really sprained, it hurts so much."

"Well, don't be afraid," Shang Lingjue saw Xiao Yun's ankle wearing silver high-heeled shoes, and the signs of swelling became more and more obvious.

She hugged Xiao Yun with both hands, but before Xiao Yun could react, she helped Xiao Yun back to the chair, and then disappeared in a flash.

Seeing Shang Lingjue disappear, Zhao Ziyan laughed so hard that she couldn't straighten up, "Is this the sister who doesn't understand the style? Why are you running?"

"Let's take a look at the profiles of these two people. Xiao Yun, a precious beauty in the dance world, likes sunshine and swimming pools the most. She revealed that she has been in love four times." Zhao Ziyan called up the profiles of the two and dutifully analyzed them, " Shang Lingjue, the leader of the top girl group, has excellent singing and writing skills, likes crabs, oranges, and racing cars, and has never been in a relationship."

Si Er quietly looked at the column of Shang Lingjue's interests and hobbies, and remembered that he wanted to go to the racing track with Shang Lingjue at the beginning. Is there still a chance now?

The barrage suddenly became lively again, and some people clamored to know how many times Si Er had been in love, so Zhao Ziyan followed suit and asked.

"Si Er, how many people have you been with if you don't want to satisfy their gossip?" Zhao Ziyan didn't want to admit it, but she was also very curious about Si Er's relationship experience, what kind of person could impress Si Er.

"Those who are together," Si Er's voice was soft, and his sloppy and ruthless peach eyes were full of tenderness, "There is only one."

"Wow," Zhao Ziyan didn't hold back at all, and even asked a bit off topic, "Then are you still together now?"

"We're not together right now."

"May I ask who said the breakup?"

S Er gently turned his head to look at the trestle bridge, and didn't answer the question immediately, his thin, white and weak wrists were even more white under the small light in the attic.

Hearing this, Zhao Ziyan turned pale with shock, "Si Er, the other party must have mentioned it, right? You seem to be obsessed with this person..."

At this time, the barrage also followed the deviation:

[Goddesses will fall in love too?Oh my god, the actor's emotions are too full, it made me think of my ex when I entered the play, let's not talk about it, I will go to the crying meeting first. 】

[Sister Si Er forgot about him, let me be healthy, I can flirt, fight, and carry, and I am so obedient. 】

[The goddess will fall in love, and I will also fall in love, I = goddess. 】

"Everyone is telling you to let go of that person."

"There are too many memories, I can't forget them."

"But the human brain is like a card that is bound to be degaussed. New memories will always erase old ones," Zhao Ziyan said at this time, crossing her legs, like a midnight radio station, the appearance of a close sister.

Forget old memories?S Er still lowered her head halfway, her loose long hair was soft and shiny, covering her side face.

In fact, if you think about it for a while, besides acting and work, most of the memories in her life are related to Shang Lingjue.

On many cold winter mornings, there would be heavy snowfall in City B. They sat together on the heated balcony, as if they hadn't done anything meaningful.

The snow fell more and more outside the window, and the surroundings became very quiet, only "Journey to the West" was replayed on the TV, and Bajie's voice was loud when he shouted to go back to Gaolaozhuang.

At that time, she always smiled and said to Shang Lingjue that they were wasting their time, but in fact, she always hoped that such mornings would be more, longer, and endless.

But Sier never told Shang Lingjue that he wanted to be with her, from the dawn to the stars, day after day.

At this time, the sound of a group of people running downstairs was heard. Shang Lingjue, accompanied by a doctor and his assistant, walked towards Xiao Yun with ice packs and sprays.

There was chaos downstairs, and finally Shang Lingjue carried Xiao Yun on his back and walked slowly to the small building where everyone lived.

Because of such an accident, today's observation mission has also temporarily come to an end.

However, the director and a group of staff behind the screen were very happy. They were thinking about buying a few more hot searches on the first day of the broadcast.

As a result, Shang Lingjue, Xiao Yun, and Si Er have already brought two hot searches to the program group.

#It turns out that there is no difference between me and the goddess#

#Scheming elder sister and incomprehensible younger sister#

These two hot searches pushed the data of "Heartbeat 21 Days" to the top of the variety show.

In Xiao Yun's room, the doctor checked her injuries, told her not to move around, and applied cold compresses to reduce swelling, and then left with the medicine box.

Shang Lingjue poured her a glass of warm water and put it on the bedside. Seeing that it was almost ten o'clock, he said that he had to go back to his room.

"Shangshang, I can't sleep yet, can you talk to me, the bed is big, and there is no camera in the room."

The assistant at the side glanced at Shang Lingjue, shrugged and said:

"Now is your free time. Sister Yang said that she is more at ease with you. I am going to see Lin Tang now."

After speaking, the assistant also ran away, and disappeared, only Shang Lingjue and the charming Xiao Yun were left in the room.

**

After finishing filming from the attic, Se Er went back to the room on the top floor alone.

The right hand that was injured a few months ago is fine except that I can't use it. It is not like a while ago, it will always hurt so much that I can't sleep.

However, there was a long mark left on the right wrist bone, like a faded vine, entangled in growth and circling.

As a result, she now wears long sleeves, and even if she has to wear a skirt, she will try to cover it up.

After taking a shower, Syl dried his hair and found that it was almost eleven o'clock.

But Shang Lingjue hadn't returned to the room yet.

The wind on the balcony is very strong, and there is also moist water vapor.

Listening to the sound of the waves, S Er wore a black silk nightgown, pulled up the quilt, and fell sideways into the soft mattress.

In the half-light and half-darkness, a black figure slowly walked towards the bed. The footsteps of the black figure were so light that S Er, who was sleeping with his eyes closed, didn't notice it right away.

Then, there is a direct collision of the two objects.

"Hiss..." Si Er gasped, clutching his chest, unable to speak for a long time.

"Shang Lingjue, why don't you turn on the light when you come back," Si Er said with tears in his eyes, his white neck was slender and fragile, as if he could completely control it with a light grip.

This is the second time Shang Lingjue hit her on this fragile part, and it really hurts.

Lying on the other side of the bed, Shang Lingjue was a little dazed, but there was still a warm and soft feeling on his fingertips.

"Si Er, did I enter your room?" Shang Lingjue was half astonished and half puzzled.

Hearing this, S Er lowered his eyelashes and said softly in a nasal voice: "It's cold at night, come in and cover yourself with a quilt."

Shang Lingjue was covered with a quilt that was dyed with cold fragrance and body temperature. After smelling Si Er's body, Shang Lingjue finally regained some thinking ability.

She narrowed her eyes suddenly.

"You ran from the balcony to my bed?"

"Aren't you my good friend in bed?" Si Er tentatively grabbed the corner of Shang Lingjue's clothes, and seeing the girl squinting at her with a half-smile, she leaned over gently, "Shang Lingjue, you It hurt me so much, it really hurt."

"Does it hurt?" Shang Lingjue knew that he fell directly on the bed just now, and the force must have been strong, "Why don't you turn on the light and see..."

In the next second, Shang Lingjue was stunned. She was bewitched by something, and she said such nonsense that she wanted to turn on the light to watch.

Turn on the light, is that a place to see?

The atmosphere in the room seemed to become charming in an instant, and the soft quilt fluctuated back and forth.

In the dark, Shang Lingjue could smell the clear and intoxicating fragrance. Every inch of the woman's skin was as moist as jade, and she could feel the slenderness and softness of every line without eyes.

S Er only wore a thin silk pajamas, other than that, he was naked.

"Actually, there's no need to turn on the light to see." Si Er exhaled lightly, lying flat on the bed with a soft voice, "It's already swollen."

Shang Lingjue didn't dare to answer, only heard the woman give a soft "hmm", then turned sideways, looking at him with dim eyes.

The next moment, a shadow appeared in front of Shang Lingjue's eyes, his breath was close at hand, his red lips were lightly covered, soft and invading all over.

Grind back and forth.

Even the tip of the tongue felt a slight tingling.

"What are you... an act of revenge?"

Shang Lingjue felt a pang.Numb, gorgeous and dazzling fireworks exploded in front of my eyes like an electric shock.

She was lying on the bed, her whole body weak and limp, like a little sheep waiting to be slaughtered.

"disinfect."

Si Er said quietly, his red lips were full of glamorous water.

Snow-skinned red lips, the strong contrast between the two colors, seeps out the glamorous and presumptuousness in a woman's bones.

"You thought you were sterilized by 84..."

"It's 42."

Shang Lingjue was almost ashamed and indignant by Si Er's wonderful homonym.

The most shameful thing is that she can feel that she is being overwhelmed, and even a secret feeling is rising, like a fire.

Especially Si Er was still in his left ear, panting heavily, even his cold voice was tinged with darkness.desired color.

"Shang Lingjue, we need to disinfect."

"What kind of poison is it? I think you are more poisonous." Shang Lingjue didn't dare to push Si Er away forcefully. She knew that this person's skin was thin and delicate, and a little force would cause a circle of marks.

In bed like a china doll that can be easily broken.

But this porcelain doll still looks pain-free every time...

Shang Lingjue thought about it for a long time.

So, from nowhere, Si Er took out a silk handkerchief dyed with cold fragrance, folded it into a small square, and gently touched the corner of Shang Lingjue's lips.

again and again.

"What, Teacher Si, do you think I'm dirty?" Shang Lingjue grabbed Si Er's handkerchief and asked deliberately.

"Not dirty," Si Er let her hold his hand, his usually fierce and loose peach blossom eyes were full of softness.

Shang Lingjue hastily put Si'er's hand back under the quilt, she really couldn't bear to see this woman's squeamish appearance of letting you do whatever you want.

In the previous few times, during the whole process, S Er's cold and arrogant face, his expression was as coquettish and deceptive as it is now, like porcelain white jade, stained with darkness.desired color.

"Since it's not dirty, then you..."

"I thought you... had accepted Royyu," Sears said after thinking about the conversation he overheard in the morning.

"No," Shang Lingjue was taken aback, but still picked up Si Er's words, "Senior sister is very good, I don't want to delay her any longer."

"But, why?" Si Er hugged the quilt, his eyes sparkled, but his tone was a little low, "People around you, including netizens, think you are very suitable and suitable, even Chen Yan and the others think so."

Surprised by S Er's thirst for knowledge late at night, Shang Lingjue also lay down on his side, touching the side of the pillow with one hand.

"Mr. Si, why do you want to inquire so much?"

In order to prevent Shang Lingjue from saying something like "Don't inquire about social affairs", Si Er hurriedly leaned forward and pressed his fingertips on Shang Lingjue's beautiful and soft lips.

"I want to know you better."

Perhaps it is the watery light in the woman's peach blossom eyes, magnificent and seductive.

Perhaps Shang Lingjue suddenly had a magical desire to confide.

Anyway, she sighed softly, pulled up the quilt to cover her ears, and thought for a while before speaking.

"Senior sister is very gentle, she sings well, cooks delicious food, her reading taste is similar to mine, and she doesn't like sugar in coffee like me," Shang Lingjue thought for a while, then said slowly , "We participated in competitions together before, and we cooperated very well."

Listening to Shang Lingjue's rambling, talking about a lot of Luo Yiyu's advantages, Si Er was jealous from the beginning, and then vaguely wanted to know what he looked like in Shang Lingjue's heart.

But she dared not ask.

Thinking of what Zhao Ziyan said about memory degaussing today, Si Er asked in a roundabout way:

"You remember so much now, will you gradually forget it one day?"

"Forgot what?"

"A lot of them are forgotten." Si Er frowned slightly, and the last words were almost hidden between his warm lips, "A lot of them...including me."

Shang Lingjue might have heard Si Er's words clearly, or maybe she didn't. She just put down her guard against Si Er temporarily in the middle of the night.

"It should be. People's memory is limited. It's better to make room for a new life and forget things that shouldn't be remembered."

At night on the island, Shang Lingjue's fair and beautiful face had a jade-like texture, and his tone of voice was calm and breezy.

Forget what you shouldn't remember...?Si Er's heart suddenly ached, and she didn't know if she was something that Shang Lingjue thought she shouldn't remember.

However, even if God arranged for someone else to give Shang Lingjue, before he was desperate to bless Shang Lingjue, could he give her another chance?

Si Er held Shang Lingjue's collar tightly, with a serious expression on his bright and beautiful face, "Shang Lingjue, I don't want to be your background board, and I don't want to erase everything about me in your heart one day. memories."

The woman was short of breath, and the expression on her flawless face was sad and stubborn, unreservedly revealing the hope in her heart.

Shang Lingjue looked back at Si Er as if obsessed, and the two were lying on the same bed in thin clothes, looking at each other silently.

"Ah Ling, it's you, Shang Lingjue, who was always called," Si Er tried hard to calm his breath, his peach blossom eyes sparkling.

"In front of me, you don't need to pretend to be good, you don't need to hide, you like racing, rock, and games, it's all good."

"The you I knew from the beginning was the unruly you."

"But you are also very obedient. When you do what you like, you are really obedient and dazzling."

"Shang Lingjue, I am very happy to meet you."

"Actually, it's I who need you, not you who need me. I think I'm important."

"You have grown up a lot than before, and you are getting farther and farther away from me, but I don't want to part with you, and I don't want to be a stranger with you."

"We don't want to be saw-mouthed gourds in the future, just tell me if you are unhappy."

"I won't be so self-righteous and ignore your feelings."

"I will try my best to understand you."

"And let you understand me."

Thinking of the last quarrel with Shang Lingjue at the racecourse a year ago, it should be the first and last quarrel between them.

How many times did S Er wake up from the dream in the middle of the night, replaying the scene of parting from Shang Lingjue over and over again in his mind.

If the separation is irreversible, what on earth can she do?

……

S Er kept talking long, long words, sobbing, his long hair beside the pillow was wet with tears.

Some words are even incoherent and logically chaotic later on.

The gleam in the woman's eyes occasionally lights up like a star, and occasionally goes out like a leaf falling.

However, Shang Lingjue felt as if he saw Si Er when they first met, and seemed to know Si Er again.

The pupils of the woman's eyes are very dark, like the surface of a calm lake isolated from the world. Although it is clear and bright, it reflects the whole world alone.

"Actually," Shang Lingjue interrupted Si Er suddenly, and she also looked at Si Er seriously, and said softly, "It's very difficult."

"What," Sier felt her vision was blurred, she wiped the water from the corner of her eyes with the back of her hand lightly, "what is so difficult?"

Seeing that Si Er rubbed the corners of his eyes red, like a little girl who couldn't get candy, Shang Lingjue buried her face in the pillow for a while before recovering her clear voice.

"Forgetting memories is very difficult, and forgetting you is also very difficult."

It seemed that some external force had pressed the pause button between the two of them, and Si Er almost forgot to breathe, until he felt suffocated before he gasped lightly.

"Shang Lingjue, I don't want to forget you," Si Er silently lowered his head, his wet eyelashes brushing over Shang Lingjue's shoulder like light feathers.

Shang Lingjue felt his heart beating slightly, like dusty strings being gently plucked by his slender and white fingers, the dust settled and the sound of the piano was enough to make both of them not feel lonely.

"How about..." In such an atmosphere, Shang Lingjue suddenly blushed suspiciously, and she deliberately looked away and said, "You should apply some ointment, it's a bit swollen, I have it in my bag, go and give it to me." you take."

"It's very swollen..."

Following Shang Lingjue's last line of sight, Si Er found that several buttons of his pajamas had been unbuttoned at some point, and the redness and swelling were very obvious in the dazzling whiteness.

When I thought about how much I was crying just now, and ended up crying with my clothes open...

When Shang Lingjue came back with the ointment, he saw Si Er with a red nose, clutching the collar of his clothes, sitting on the side of the bed with empty eyes or even numbness.

It's as if I've been raped by myself.

"Don't cry, give me the medicine..."

What's the matter, the more he said it, the more it looked like that kind of inexplicable quotation, Shang Lingjue took a soft tissue and wiped away S Er's tears.

"It's so embarrassing." Si Er lay down again, buried his face in the quilt, and gently hooked Shang Lingjue's hand with his little finger.

"It's nothing, it's not like I haven't seen it..."

Si Er lifted the quilt with a snap, staring at Shang Lingjue with red eyes.

Shang Lingjue immediately shut up, gestured with the medicine bottle for a long time, and asked Si Er if he wanted to come over and rub the medicine.

Then, S Er quickly got back under the quilt and said sullenly:

"It hurts to wipe."

Seeing the graceful ups and downs under the thin quilt, Shang Lingjue frowned, and said in a slightly serious voice, "How can you rub the medicine on you while you're blocking me?"

"Well, put the medicine on your hand, and you come in."

Si Er's pinkish white little finger touched Shang Lingjue's soft palm like a small hook, tickling.

"My hands don't have eyes."

"I'm holding you."

Si Er really "followed his word", gently wrapped Shang Lingjue's hand, and slowly stopped on the wound that should be rubbed with medicine.

The cold and delicate ointment made the woman let out a low breath, which was infinitely confusing in this silent night.

"Shang Lingjue, can we do it all over again, using SL Dafa?"

For some reason, Shang Lingjue suddenly realized that he and Si Er were covered under the thin quilt that was filled with cold fragrance.

In the dark, breathe and hear each other.

"I miss you, always miss you."

Shang Lingjue could hear his heart beating.

There is no sun in the middle of the night, but it seems to feel warm, like soaking in hot spring water.

It's just that she still doesn't know how to answer, "Let's talk about it later, I haven't figured it out yet."

Unexpectedly, Si Er didn't continue to ask, but obediently moved into Shang Lingjue's arms and said hello softly.

"Si Er, do you have a fever?" Shang Lingjue suddenly raised his hand to place on Si Er's forehead, always feeling slightly hot in the palm of his hand.

"Well, I've been in poor health recently, and my body temperature will be a little high at night," said Si Er's cheeks were flushed, and he exhaled blue.

There were two "duk-duk" sounds, and there was a knock on the door, waking up the two people who were getting closer.

Shang Lingjue got out of the quilt at once, saw a beautiful scenery by the moonlight, and quickly covered S Er with the quilt.

"Hide well, I'll go see who it is."

"Well, come back quickly," Si Er's face was flushed, her peach eyes were full of magnificence, and her red lips were moist and plump.

After answering Shang Lingjue's words, she got back under the quilt.

Turning on the light in the living room, Shang Lingjue took several deep breaths before opening the door. Outside the door stood the sunny and lively younger sister, Song Taoxi.

Song Taoxi was full of energy when she opened her mouth, "Shangshang, didn't you agree to play games together tonight?"

"Ah, yes," Shang Lingjue was startled, he was "attacked" by Si Er, and completely forgot about it, "It was to play games."

"Hey, haven't you moved the computer from the bedroom to the living room yet?" Song Taoxi walked into the living room and walked into the bedroom without seeing the computer, "I'll help you move it out."

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