The apex of the actress

After sitting quietly on the sofa for half an hour, Shen Xiwen finally couldn't hold back and knocked on the door.

"Song Zijin."

Song Zijin was awake but didn't make a sound, and Shen Xiwen didn't know if she was asleep or not, so she didn't dare to knock anymore, but explained at the door, "Why are you jealous with an 80-year-old grandma?"

Song Zijin: "..."

Over 80 years old?Granny?

What the hell?Shen Xiwen doesn't have a grandma...

Song Zijin thought about it for a minute on the bed, but didn't come up with anything, and finally chose to open the door for Shen Xiwen barefoot.

Shen Xiwen stood at the door and hadn't left yet. Seeing Song Zijin's face, she felt relieved and hurried into the room, fearing that Song Zijin would drive her out again.

Although Yan Xin's house has quite a lot of rooms, and they are only living in one of the guest rooms, but she still wants to share a bed with his wife.

Song Zijin crossed his arms and looked down at Shen Xiwen who was sitting by the bed, "Tell me, what's going on?"

Shen Xiwen pulled her over to sit down. The weather had turned cold recently, and when Song Zijin's hands and feet were cold, she was afraid that she would be cold, so she deliberately stuffed Song Zijin's feet into her clothes.

When she first touched her stomach, it was so cold that she shivered.

Song Zijin was amused by her actions, and kicked her on purpose on the stomach again, and fell down on the bed, laughing more happily than before.

She completely forgot that she was questioning Shen Xiwen just now.

Shen Xiwen didn't have the heart to explain any more, she reached out and turned off the light at the side, and directly wrapped someone up in a quilt, and then put her arms in her arms.

In the quiet night, there was a coquettish voice, "Shen Xiwen, you are shameless."

Then the sound turned into a pleasant panting.

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The reporters waited at Yan Xin's house until midnight, and all left together in frustration.

Other celebrities wanted to "show off" in front of all the reporters after winning the award, but Song Zijin was in no hurry to hide.

They originally planned to wait until tomorrow morning, but after a group of people chatted with each other, they felt that Song Zijin was determined not to accept the interview, so they didn't bother to wait any longer.

Yan Xin slept until midnight, her back was sore and her back ached, just in time to see these people leaving one by one, she rubbed her sleepy eyes, and only woke up Ji Yao when she was sure they were all gone.

"Let's go in and sleep for a while, pick any room you want."

It was the first time for her to stay up late in the car aggrieved when she grew up, and she really felt uncomfortable all over.

Like her, it was the first time for Ji Yao. She followed Shen Xiwen before, and although many reporters surrounded her, as a manager, she could at least appear aboveboard.

She can escort Shen Xiwen away with the bodyguards. No matter how late it is, whether it's a hotel or Shen Xiwen's house, at least they can sleep comfortably.

But now because of Song Zijin, she couldn't show up, so she could only make do with it here.

Ji Yao and Yan Xin went upstairs together.

During this period, Yan Xin was not in a hurry to go back to her bedroom, but pushed the door one by one, until a certain room couldn't be pushed open, then she stopped at the door and put her ears on the door.

Ji Yao: "What are you doing?"

Of course she knew what Yan Xin was doing, and she made a special noise just to remind her.

However, Yan Xin didn't get what she meant, and instead gestured to her to silence her, and said in a low voice, "I want to hear if they are asleep or not."

"Didn't sleep, let's go!" She had just finished speaking when Shen Xiwen's voice came from inside.

Yan Xin: "..."

It doesn't make sense, is this Shunfeng ear?She said she could hear it so quietly?

In fact, Shen Xiwen didn't hear what she said, but after hearing Ji Yao's voice, he probably guessed it, and drove her away by the way.

Before Yan Xin left, he glanced at the direction of the door thoughtfully, and couldn't help but sigh, "It's very offensive to listen to the sound, some people usually show off their power, but at night, it's not just humming. "

Really worthless.

She pointed to the rooms with open doors and said to Ji Yao, "You can pick whatever you want." Then she went back to her room without looking back.

The next day, the morning light was faint, and the birds were singing on the treetops.

This is what Song Zijin hates most about the villa area. There are many birds and thieves early in the morning.

When you are interested, listening to this sound is pleasant and pleasant, which can make you feel good, but when you are not interested, it is chirping and annoying.

Song Zijin threw a pillow towards the window, was hit by the window, and bounced back onto herself.

"Shen Xiwen." She patted her legs impatiently on the bed, and got up angrily as soon as she got up.

Listening to her weeping tone, Shen Xiwen kissed her lips, and whispered in her ear: "It's time to get up, you can't be late today."

Song Zijin was unhappy.

Knowing that you can't be late and not being restrained last night, you will make sarcastic remarks, and your back will not hurt when you stand and talk.

She turned over and buried her head in the quilt, not intending to get up at all.

Shen Xiwen can't be soft, so he can only be tough with her.

"Did I lift the quilt?"

When Song Zijin heard this, he regained his energy immediately, wrapped the quilt tightly, and said very seriously: "Don't look at it."

She said that she was not allowed to look, but her eyes kept staring at Shen Xiwen.

The advantage of turning off the lights at night is that she will not be seen by others, so by the same token, she cannot see Shen Xiwen either.

This was the first time she saw Shen Xiwen's figure so intuitively, it was simply alluring.

Song Zijin swallowed, feeling something dripping down in a trance, Shen Xiwen promptly handed her a tissue with a suppressed smile.

Song Zijin wiped it by himself, and the paper was stained with blood.

What the hell, did you actually have a nosebleed?

How can she see Shen Xiwen in the future for such a worthless matter? If the two of them have conflicts in the future, Shen Xiwen will make her feel ashamed for the rest of her life if she uses this matter as an example?

However, no matter how much she complained, the nosebleed still had no intention of stopping. Song Zijin had to look away, blocked his nose with a tissue, and quickly said, "I seem to be on fire."

Shen Xiwen dressed like a normal person, without any shyness at all, "So I haven't finished venting my anger on you last night?"

"Isn't it okay to be angry? Do you have an opinion?" Song Zijin gritted his teeth and scolded Shen Xiwen eight hundred times in his heart.

Can you still speak well?Can you let her go early in the morning?

Fortunately, Shen Xiwen knew that she was thin-skinned, so she stopped teasing her, threw her clothes on the bed, and said with a smile, "You get dressed first, and I'll go wash up."

Song Zijin heard the sound of closing the door, and then quietly poked his head out of the quilt, looked in the direction of the door, then slowly pulled the quilt away, and looked at himself.

"..."

She didn't care, anyway, she had a nosebleed because she was fascinated by what she was watching! ! !

Song Zijin changed her clothes and came out of the room. Her hairstyle was messed up. It was not convenient to hire a stylist here, and no one could do it, so Shen Xiwen simply tied her up in a bun.

Yan Xin was still sleeping, Shen Xiwen sent her a wechat message to express his thanks and did not bother her.

On the way to the destination, Song Zijin remembered the unanswered question yesterday.

"Who is that grandma?"

"You may not have heard of her name. She is the most talented director. She won many awards for her first work. She won the highest movie lifetime achievement award at the age of 22. Her understanding of movies is unparalleled, but Unfortunately, when she was 30 years old, she never directed a movie again. If you don’t pay attention to the movie industry, it’s normal not to know her, but people in the industry still regard her as a god-like existence when they mention her. "

"Many of the leading directors in China have been taught by her. It is undeniable that they are excellent, but they still cannot reach the height of that senior."

Song Zijin was a little surprised. Why did such a powerful person retire at the age of 30?Maybe it's too early...

"Besides, why do I want to meet such a powerful senior? I don't know her either..."

It's weird to meet strangers like this.

Shen Xiwen looked at her, his eyes dimmed a little, he reached out and rubbed Song Zijin's head, "Let senior tell you the story of senior, if she wants to tell..."

"Then how did you meet her, can you tell me?" Although Song Zijin is very curious, he will not force others to say things they don't want to say. Compared with the previous question, how did Shen Xiwen know an old man who has retired for more than 50 years? She is also very interested.

Shen Xiwen fell into memory, hesitating where to start, and after a while, finally organized the words.

"The first film I made in my debut was also director Xu. One day, I was wearing a cheongsam, and director Xu took me to meet the senior. I heard that the senior had been looking for a girl wearing a cheongsam. .”

Song Zijin was completely dumbfounded.

Emmm...

According to this drama, if you keep looking for someone, you should be looking for a lover. When the old man became famous, Shen Xiwen hadn't even been born yet, why are you looking for her?

But it was strange, she still planned to listen to what Shen Xiwen had to say, "Then what happened next?"

"Later, the senior said that I was not the person she was looking for, and asked me to help keep an eye on it. Then I suddenly thought of taking you there."

Song Zijin: "..."

Shen Xiwen must have concealed the matter, but because it was agreed in advance and waited for the senior to tell her, so it was inconvenient for her to ask, but she felt more and more inexplicable in her heart.

A grandmother in her 80s wants to find a child in her 20s. Even if she is inheriting the inheritance, she should look for blood relationship. What does it have to do with cheongsam?

Nonsence!Song Zijin thought of this, and quickly patted his mouth.

She didn't mean to curse anyone.

The meeting place was also surprising. Although it was daytime, it was the first time that Song Zijin was asked to meet at the cemetery.

There are tombstones all around, Shen Xiwen walked in front, Ji Yao didn't follow, so she followed behind Shen Xiwen.

She didn't move forward until Shen Xiwen stopped.

What came into view was an old man in a wheelchair with gray hair and a hunched back.

Shen Xiwen respectfully said: "Senior Lin, we are here."

Only then did the old man push the wheelchair around slowly.

Song Zijin saw her appearance clearly, she was the same as all ordinary old people, her face was full of the vicissitudes of the past years, she was thin and haggard, the skin on her hands was as thin as a piece of wrinkled paper, tightly attached to the skin, with blue veins Obvious, thin and bony.

The old man nodded and motioned for them to go over.

From far to near, Song Zijin saw her more and more clearly, so clear that when the old man saw her, she could see the ray of light that suddenly appeared in the cloudy eyeballs.

"Like, really like."

Song Zijin squatted beside the old man, and the man gently took her hand, trembling all over, his lips twitching, as if he wanted to say something, but he never said it.

A person who is like her dreaming and dreaming.

Through Song Zijin, she seemed to be looking at another person, a lover who passed away for a long time, but has always been immortal in her heart.

That is her wife, who is now sleeping in a coffin under the tombstone next to her.

For 55 years, she had never seen anyone quite like her.

No one can wear a cheongsam with her charm. In fact, the little girl in front of her is also a little bit worse, but this is already the person who can get closest to her.

It's just close, it's just similar, but it can never be replaced.

Shen Xiwen walked around to the back, put his fingers on the wheelchair, and said softly: "Senior, it's windy here, let's go back first."