Love at the Right Time

Now Shi Qingqiu is so strange that Qi Yue feels scared, but what can she do? This was caused by her alone.

She watched when Qingqiu and Shi Zhaoyi looked at each other in the studio and smiled, but they didn't even give her a sincere smile anymore. She watched Shi Qingqiu and Wen Qinghan walking close together, but she didn't even want to take a step closer to her.

After six years, she thought that Shi Qingqiu could like her once, and as long as this affection had a little bit of residue, she might like her a second time. But it was probably because that year's separation was too sudden, and the pain it brought to Shi Qingqiu was too heavy, so that her appearance brought Shi Qingqiu's resistance subconsciously.

Qi Yue walked slowly in the direction of Shi Qingqiu, with heavy steps, trying to get closer but could do nothing. When she saw Shi Qingqiu talking to Shi Zhaoyi, she took out her mobile phone and pressed for a while and continued the discussion. Several stylists were playing around with their costumes.

Suddenly there was a gust of wind passing by Qi Yue, and Yang Xiao ran to Shi Qingqiu anxiously and said: "Sister Shi, Sister Bingcuo said that soon after you take the makeup photo, she will not come, but she is waiting for you to have dinner."

Shi Zhaoyi laughed and leaned over to say something in Shi Qingqiu's ear, and then Shi Qingqiu blushed, pushed Shi Zhaoyi a hand, and confessed to Yang Xiao: "A Xiao, then you go and talk to them. You don't need to order takeaway tonight. mine."

Qi Yue smiled, her eye sockets were extremely swollen, as if something was about to flow down. She stood far away, no longer stepping forward, and Xiao Mo, the assistant who asked her to be alone with Shi Qingqiu just now, also returned to her.

"Ms. Qi, do you want to go back and have a rest?"

Qi Yue shook his head, still looking at Shi Qingqiu, watching her take the props and start posing in front of the green screen, and then asked softly: "Xiao Mo, you think I walked silently back then, right or wrong?"

Xiao Mo looked sideways at Qi Yue's profile. He only felt that Qi Yue hadn't changed much from six years ago except for his personality. Now if he can let go of his obsessions and show his joy as before, then Qi Yue will still be the Qi Yue of that year, but now everything has changed, and such a smile will no longer be possible.

"I think there is a right and a wrong." Xiao Mo lowered his head slightly and continued as Qi Yue turned his gaze: "For the overall situation, you are right, and for you and Miss Shi, you are wrong. "

Qi Yue was stunned, as if mechanically, and then asked: "Then you think it is right or wrong to sacrifice my relationship with her to achieve the overall situation?"

Xiao Mo raised his eyes to look at her. The only brilliance left in her eyes made Xiao Mo feel uneasy, so he lowered her voice and said, "At that time, you must make this choice. If you don't leave, you will not be able to continue past you. Life like that before your biological father’s accident. Whether you stayed or not, you and Miss Shi will be separated. Instead of letting her know the truth, it’s good for her at the time."

It seemed that something broke into Qi Yue's heart. Her greatest comfort was Shi Qingqiu's pampering with her back then, but now she is the least dared to face Shi Qingqiu's resistance and the truth that Xiao Mo said. .

Whether she stays or not, she and Shi Qingqiu will separate.

What she can give Shi Qingqiu is to make Shi Qingqiu mistakenly think that she has abandoned this relationship, and what she finally hopes is that she can regain Shi Qingqiu's trust in her desperate return to China.

Qi Yue suddenly felt that there was wind in the studio, which made her feel cold. The coldness seemed to seep into the bone marrow, and it seemed to radiate from the bones. She raised her lips and smiled bitterly: "Go back to the hotel, I'm tired."

The film "Jun Jue" is fully funded, and the director team and production team are also heavily invited. Naturally, the costumes and props have also been sacrificed.

For example, the character Gu Nian played by Shi Qingqiu is good at a silver gun. In order to make the effect realistic, the production team specially invited famous domestic folk artists to make this gun, except that the blade can not hurt people. , Even the weight is full.

Shi Qingqiu was dressed in a silver-white armor with long black hair tied up. He kept his left hand as if he had taken off his mask, and his right hand held a silver gun to his side. He was tall and straight, and his eyes were cold and sharp like a falcon. He was a handsome young man. , Shengsheng makes people feel strong murderous.

Yang Xiao followed while recording a video on WeChat and sent it to Wen Qinghan. Upon a thought, he sent another message: "Sister Bingcube, Sister Shi can’t look at her phone now. Just send me a voice message if you want to say anything. Take it to her ear and put it."

The photographer waved his hand, "Okay, take the mask away, Qing Qiu maintains this position. After Zhao Yi goes up, Qing Qiu's hand with the weapon moves a little in Zhao Yi's direction."

Shi Zhaoyi stepped onto the stage, stood face to face with Shi Qingqiu, and then held Shi Qingqiu's shoulders with both hands, with his fingertips slightly bent, as if he wanted to refuse. Shi Qingqiu's left hand with the mask originally held Shi Zhaoyi's waist, and the right hand with the silver gun moved forward, as if he was about to hold Shi Zhaoyi's weapon in his hand.

The distance between the two people is not close, breathing touching, only the face of the other person is in the line of sight, the chill in Shi Qingqiu's eyes just now melts into a tenderness, entwined with Shi Zhaoyi's soft eyes.

"Okay, hold on, don't move." The photographer looked at the camera instructions.

In addition to shooting each character, this set of makeup photos also requires a set of promotional photos. Among them, Shi Qingqiu and Shi Zhaoyi are required to take an ambiguous look. Although it is not a requirement for intimate contact, the whole picture must be able to be seen clearly at a glance. The protagonist is emotionally ambiguous.

Shi Zhaoyi raised his lips and chuckled, pressing his fingers on Shi Qingqiu's shoulders, and whispered: "Qingqiu, I quite like the feeling of being tempered into a soft finger, how about you?"

Shi Qingqiu blinked, keeping his expression expressionless, his lips opened and closed slightly: "Can you stop talking?"

Shi Zhaoyi laughed again: "What are you ashamed of? I'm embarrassed after we are married. I am really curious about how the two of you are running together. One is shy and the other is cold, but if one of them takes the initiative, the fire may burn the ceiling. "

Shi Qingqiu tightened her lips and tightened her arms unnaturally. The photographer immediately reminded, "Qingqiu don't move."

Shi Zhaoyi smiled and curled his eyes, and Qingqiu's abdomen was trembling when he pressed it, which happened to be well hidden by the cover of her costume.

Why are all the benefits with Shi Zhaoyi? Is it just because your costume is not so wide?

"Ok, you're done, you two can move around freely." The photographer patted his hands and announced.

Shi Qingqiu immediately retracted his left hand and patted Shi Zhaoyi, gritted his teeth and said: "Zhaoyi, you will tease me next time..."

"Okay, okay, I was wrong, you adults don't remember the villain's past..." Shi Zhaoyi kindly squeezed Shi Qingqiu's shoulders.

But where is the armor so hard? Shi Qingqiu pulled her hand down amusedly, "What are you pinching? Not sincere at all..."

Shi Qingqiu thought of the figure standing far away just now. After taking a look at the place, he looked back. Yang Xiao walked over and inexplicably stuck the phone to her ear. She was about to ask a question when she heard a faint "rustle", and then Wen Qinghan's familiar and clear voice: "I think it's pretty."

She took Yang Xiao's mobile phone to look at it, and above Wen Qinghan's voice was a micro-video of Yang Xiao recording herself holding a silver gun and a mask.

Shi Qingqiu curled her lips and smiled up to the corners of her eyebrows.

When I went back to the hotel for dinner, Wen Qinghan specially ordered a few more dishes, which were all eaten at the right time for Qingqiu, and when he rested for a while after the meal, Qingqiu would go to the studio.

Shi Qingqiu came out of the bathroom to wash, and when Wen Qinghan took out a thin coat for her and put it on the bed, Wen Qinghan just walked over and said: "Qingqiu, bring a piece of clothing over here, it’s not that hot at night here. It’s a bit cold again."

With that said, Shi Qingqiu also remembered. She grabbed Wen Qinghan and asked, "Do you have enough clothes? The weather is indeed a bit cold these days. It's no good to go out at night without wearing a coat."

"Take it, don't worry, I don't go out much." Wen Qinghan would basically not be far from the hotel unless she was asked by a lawyer friend.

Shi Qingqiu glanced at the time. It was early, she sat on the bed and patted the position beside her, and Wen Qinghan sat down knowingly.

"While there is still time, do you want to tell me what you have done during this time other than writing the lawyer's letter?" Shi Qingqiu asked curiously, with his hands on both sides of his body, his legs swaying lightly, and a relaxed expression.

Wen Qinghan replied: "What do you want to know?"

Shi Qingqiu's shaking legs stopped and looked at Wen Qinghan helplessly, feeling that after such a long time, Wen Qinghan still didn't know how to chat. Except for the case, Wen Qinghan really insisted on less than three or five sentences in a simple chat.

Shi Qingqiu shook Wen Qinghan’s arm and gave her an analogy: “Look, it’s like I’ll tell you when I go to the studio or studio, or you can contact A Xiao like this. You know where I’m going. Very clear."

Wen Qinghan nodded, and Shi Qingqiu asked, "So, besides working in a hotel, going to the studio to find me, and occasionally going to the city center to meet up with friends, what else do you have?"

Wen Qinghan thought for a while, and her beautiful lips opened and closed lightly, spit out a few words: "I'll buy you food."

Shi Qingqiu smiled, and fell over to Wen Qinghan, and lightly touched Wen Qinghan's shoulder, "How can it be like this? You say it like I eat a lot. You only work except for work." I bought food for me, and when someone heard it, I couldn’t figure out what to say about me.”

Wen Qinghan smiled, "I have been working for a long time, and it only takes a while to buy food for you, is that okay?"

"No, it still sounds weird." Shi Qingqiu's expression was cheerful, and he didn't really take it seriously.

Wen Qinghan did not answer. When Qingqiu laughed, she pursed her lips and asked in a faint voice: "Qingqiu, can I hug you? I'm talking about now..."

A burst of shame flooded Shi Qingqiu's heart. She bit her lip and lowered her head, and saw Wen Qinghan's hand on the edge of the bed, which was the same expectation but walking on thin ice.

This was the first time Wen Qinghan offered to hug her, and it was also the first time between them that this request was clearly made not when Shi Qingqiu was sad or Wen Qinghan was reluctant. But between them, there is no need to ask these...

Shi Qingqiu's heart softened and gave a low "um", and then greeted Wen Qinghan's warm embrace, which was nostalgic and reassuringly surrounded her firmly.

Wen Qinghan deeply sniffed the fragrance of Shi Qingqiu's hair, and was so satisfied that she raised her mouth silently, and then softly asked Shi Qingqiu's ear: "Qingqiu, do you like this kind of life? Or say, Qingqiu, do you like this life? It can be more stable. You don’t need to fly around like this for filming. After I get home from get off work, we can eat together, watch TV together, and talk about everyday things together. Do you like this?"

Shi Qingqiu pursed her lips and smiled, with some longing in her words: "Of course I like it, I feel very relaxed and comfortable." She paused, then turned to look at Wen Qinghan: "What about you? Have you felt bored during this time? , Accompany me here in the filming, there is no way you can do what you are best at. Qing Han, do you want to go back first..."

Wen Qinghan hugged Shi Qingqiu tightly, and shook his head lightly and firmly, "I said that if I want to accompany you, it is the two of us who will go back together."

Shi Qingqiu's eyes fell on Wen Qinghan's beautiful thin lips, which were light in color and beautiful in shape. Her face was hot and she quickly looked away.

Their mobile phones rang at the same time, and Shi Qingqiu reached out and touched it to unlock it. In the WeChat family group, the two mothers began to discuss her and Wen Qinghan's children and their surnames.

[Tang Jinghui: I think it’s a good surname with Qinghan, how nice Wen is. 】

[Zhao Wanyi: Hey, Shi also sounds good, I think it sounds much better than my old Wen's. 】

[Tang Jinghui: You call it too much and feel bad. 】

Shi Qingqiu "pouched" with a smile, Wen Qinghan's eyebrows were soft, and he asked casually, "Qingqiu, do you like children?"

When Shi Qingqiu thought about it, she understood Wen Qinghan's meaning at once. She rubbed Wen Qinghan's shoulders sideways, and a burst of heat hit her face and ears, "The children are very cute, especially girls. , I quite like it..."

Wen Qinghan smiled, "I like it too." She thought to herself, especially my and your children.

"Knock"

"Sister Shi, it's time to go!"

Yang Xiao knocked on the door and shouted, breaking the ambiguous atmosphere in the room, but didn't let the two people be surprised and separated for a moment. This natural feeling was completely different from before.

Shi Qingqiu held Wen Qinghan's shoulders and said, "I'm going to the studio. It may be late to come back at night. You can go to bed first, don't wait for me."

Wen Qinghan pinned the slid hair behind her ears, and slightly twitched the corners of her lips and said, "Go, I'll leave you a lamp."

As he watched Shi Qingqiu go out, the smile on Wen Qinghan's lips spread to the bottom of his eyes, perhaps he could read a book. She knew that sometimes she would forget the time when she read, so that she could wait until Shi Qingqiu came back to sleep.

The author has something to say: Shi Qingqiu puts his arms around his chest and looks arrogant: "Who will give birth to a child."

Wen Qinghan walked gently to the edge of the sofa, sat down slowly, and said in a flat tone: "Don't you know that you are the loudest standing now?"