Ode to Pear Blossoms Part 1

Yi Zhen picked up the phone: "Hello?"

Yuan Yi paused and said, "Have you returned to the hotel yet?"

"No, I'm chatting with Brother Cheng Cheng."

"Then go back and call me." After saying that, Yuan Yi put it down.

"Yuan Yi must be angry, I can feel it, he must think I have brought you down." Feng Cheng's five sense organs were entangled together, and the whole word was mourning.

Yi Zhen curled her lips, thinking that Yuan Yi was a psychopath.

After returning to the hotel, it was past ten o'clock, and the little wine he just drank meant he was a little tipsy. Yi Zhen took a bath and went to bed comfortably, and had a good night's sleep.

The next morning, he was woken up by the ringing of his mobile phone.

Yi Zhen picked up the phone in a daze, and Yuan Yi's sinister voice sounded over there: "Yi Zhen, are you bold? I asked you to call me last night, why didn't you call?"

Yuan Yi waited until midnight last night, but didn't get a call from this guy.

Yi Zhen was dizzy, and only then remembered that she had to call Yuan Yi last night, and said hoarsely, "I forgot, I was a little tired from drinking yesterday, so I went straight to sleep."

Yuan Yi didn't say anything when he heard that, "Are you drinking? Feng Cheng asked you to drink?"

"No, it's his friends. I can drink well."

"You're still a big-headed ghost! You just went to drink with people when you were young. Do you know who those people are?"

Yi Zhen listened to Yuan Yi's old mother's tone, and smiled slightly: "Yuan Yi, I didn't learn any other skills from Brother Wu, but I have learned how to drink, and I will be fine."

Yuan Yi took a deep breath: "I'll be on your set tomorrow."

Yi Zhen was taken aback: "Huh?"

"Why not welcome?"

"No, what are you doing here?" Yi Zhen was very happy to hear that Yuan Yi was coming. He was indeed lonely on the set these days, but if he was worried that he would make a special trip, it wouldn't be worth it.

Yuan Yi said: "About work, there is a movie that needs to have a wrapping ceremony, and it will be there for the next two days."

Yi Zhen nodded: "Then where do you live?"

"There are so many hotels, just find one to live in." Yuan Yi was packing his luggage.

Yi Zhen stretched her waist: "Then you can live with me."

Yuan Yi's hand to collect things paused: "Huh?"

"Anyway, my place isn't too small. You're only staying for a few days. What time is the plane tomorrow? I'll pick you up?" Yi Zhen said lazily.

"Oh, no, we got off the plane and went directly to the scene." Yuan Yi coughed lightly.

"Then come here by yourself, I'll send you the address on WeChat." Yi Zhen hung up the phone after finishing speaking.

Yuan Yi sat on the ground in a daze.

Ever since Yi Zhen left home to film, he tried not to think about what happened that night. The two of them didn't say a word that night, and Yi Zhen set off to film the next day.

In the past few days, he was thinking about whether to send Yi Zhen a WeChat message or make a phone call. That day when Yi Zhen made the headlines on Weibo, the fat man called Yi Zhen next to him, and he was so dazed that he didn't dare to say a word.

But for someone like Yi Zhen who didn't take this matter seriously, Yuan Yi suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, feeling that he was the only one who took this matter seriously.

Is it really not a problem?Yuan Yi was thinking while collecting the clothes, and after thinking about it, he began to dream, and then smiled wretchedly.

Yuan Yi has never been a coward, he just did it, since Yi Zhen didn't want to mention it, he didn't mention it, who cares, they kissed anyway.

The next afternoon, Yuan Yi dragged his suitcase to the door of Yi Zhen's hotel room and rang the doorbell.

Not long after Yi Zhen opened the door, Yuan Yi saw the kid's outfit and smiled.

"What is this for? Just dug out of the pit?"

Yi Zhen helped him put his luggage in and said, bowed his head and coughed twice: "In order to hurry up, the makeup artist just came here and put on my makeup first, so as to save the trouble of going to the scene, ahem, I'm leaving now , pack your luggage yourself."

"What's wrong with you? You cough like Lin Daiyu?"

Yi Zhen pointed to the tea table in the small suite: "It's been a rainy scene for the past two days, I guess I caught a little cold, it's okay, there is tea and coffee under the tea table, you can make it yourself." After saying that, Yi Zhen left, The next bus to the shooting scene is already waiting.

Young actors like them don't have nanny cars or anything like that, they only have buses to pick them up, but Yi Zhen doesn't care about these at all.

Yuan Yi put the suitcase in the corner and took a look at the small suite. The director treated the actors pretty well. Although it wasn't a good hotel, it was clean and unique.

He saw all kinds of brushes and rice paper on the coffee table, so he knew that this kid was practicing calligraphy in the hotel when he was free.

He had just finished setting up all the equipment for the press conference, and he was a little tired. He didn't want to move while sitting on the sofa, so he simply picked up a brush and wrote two words.

With a swipe of the pen, he wrote a few words in a fluttering manner, which is simply unsightly, especially compared with Yi Zhen's vigorous and powerful Ouyang Xiu-style calligraphy next to him, it looks more like a dog planing.

He casually flipped through Yi Zhen's stack of calligraphy, some copied Ouyang Xiu's copybooks, some copied the seal script on Dake Ding, each stroke showed the restraint and calmness of the writer.

Suddenly his eyes froze.

He took out a piece of rice paper from a stack of rice paper. On this paper were written the four characters "Yi Zhen Yuan Yi", the characters "Yi Zhen" were dignified and elegant, and the characters "Yuan Yi" were crooked.

Yuan Yi suddenly remembered that this was what he and Yi Zhen wrote in his grandfather's study when he was a child.

Childhood memories are always fragments, but some things will be remembered.

He remembered a scene, a piece of rice paper, two children, Yi Zhen held his own with a small hand, dipped the pen in ink, wrote on the paper, and said while writing: "When writing with a brush, your wrist should be Use force, use skill, and keep your body upright. Look at this brush, here is the center forward, here is the side forward..."

Yuan Yi looked at the two names on the rice paper, the corners of his mouth couldn't stop rising, and finally fell down on the sofa like a neurotic.

The exhaustion of the journey, the busyness during the preparations for the press conference, and the apprehension before coming here seemed to disappear all of a sudden.

He secretly folded the piece of paper and put it away, then went to pack his luggage.

After the luggage was packed, Yuan Yi went to work. He was busy all afternoon, and when he dragged his tired body back to the hotel room, he found that Yi Zhen hadn't come back yet.

He just took a bath by himself, played games for a while, and looked at his watch, it was already 11:30 at night.

He was just about to pick up his cell phone to call Yi Zhen when he heard movement at the door.

As soon as he walked over, he heard the sound of the key turning the door lock. Yi Zhen opened the door to look at Yuan Yi, and said, "Are you still asleep?"

Yuan Yi frowned to see Yi Zhen's slightly flushed face, and raised his hand to touch his forehead, which was a little hot: "You seem to have a real fever."

Yi Zhen waved his hand: "It's okay."

Yuan Yi said, "Do you have a thermometer here?"

Yi Zhen changed his shoes and pointed to his bag: "It seems that the crew sent out a small thermometer last time and asked me to put it in the bag."

Yuan Yi found the thermometer from his bag, shook it, and put it under Yi Zhen's armpit without saying a word.

Yi Zhen lay on the sofa tiredly: "I said it's fine, so how hypocritical."

Yuan Yi ignored him, and when the world arrived, he took it out and saw that it was 37.9, and he already had a fever.

"Is there any medicine at home?"

Yi Zhen was drowsy at this time, squinted his eyes and said, "No, I don't prepare for those things."

Yi Zhen was top-heavy and felt a little uncomfortable. He fell asleep in a drowsy state, and he didn't even know that Yuan Yi opened the door to go out.

Someone shook him awake in a daze, and he slowly opened his eyes, seeing Yuan Yi who was wearing a jacket and feeling cold all over his body, he was startled: "Why did you go?"

Yuan Yi took out a few boxes of medicine, poured a cup of hot water from the water bottle, and said, "I'm going to buy medicine for you. There is no 24-hour pharmacy next to this shitty place, so I went to the East Street and walked around for a long time." Find one..."

Yi Zhen raised his eyes and took a deep look at Yuan Yi, then got up to take the hot water and the pills.

"Why are you standing there? Are you taking medicine? If you don't know how to take medicine, you should be fed?" Yuan Yi said impatiently.

Yi Zhen raised his head and poured the medicine into his mouth, took a sip of water: "Thank you."

"Go to bed and lie down, sleep on the sofa for a while and catch a cold again."

After hearing this, Yi Zhen got up and walked to the bed, hurriedly changed into her pajamas and lay down on it.

Yuan Yi looked left and right, and then thought, where should I sleep tonight...

The sofa is too small, half of my legs have to be outside to sleep on my own, the floor is too hard, my bones will fall apart after one night's sleep, as for the bed...

Yuan Yi looked at Yi Zhen's half-vacant bed, as if a small hook caught his heart, and a small place in his heart was gently scratched.

Yi Zhenbai glanced at him with his eyes open, and said, "Aren't you going to sleep?"

"I'll sleep on the sofa." Yuan Yi said dryly, unable to make it through.

"You're sick, don't you sleep on the sofa in such a big bed?" Yi Zhen didn't know which nerve he was wrong, and thought to himself that you should sleep where you like, and your head became more chaotic after taking the medicine, so you just turned around body, and soon fell asleep.

Yuan Yi thought about it, and felt that he was being so hypocritical, so he went to the bed and pulled off the corner of the quilt, and lay down on the bed.

After turning off the light, Yuan Yi closed his eyes.

Yi Zhen's more and more even breathing sounded beside his right ear, softly and shallowly, and he could even feel Yi Zhen's breath blowing against his ear.

Half an hour later, Yuan Yi stared at the ceiling in the dark night with his eyes wide open.

Foreigners count sheep because of the homonym of sheep and sleep. What do you count by yourself?You can't count the dumplings, right?

Just as Yuan Yi was thinking wildly, Yi Zhen turned over and put his hands on his chest.

Well, this time I can't sleep at all.

It wasn't until three o'clock in the morning that Duo Yi finally couldn't bear it anymore and fell asleep. He had a dream. He dreamed that he was on the south wall of the old house and was hit on the head by a child.

The child looked very good, and Yuan Yi was wondering who this person was. Suddenly, the little boy turned into a young Yi Zhen, and said to himself: "Yuan Yi, you are a fool."

A mobile phone alarm rang, interrupting his dream.

He opened his eyes first, his head was still drowsy after two hours of sleep, he looked down, Yi Zhen's furry head was on his chest, and his shameless hands wrapped around his waist at some point, that's all Hugging tightly.

Yi Zhen also woke up, looked up at Yuan Yi with wide eyes, sat up without saying anything, and turned off the phone ringer.

"I'm going to the shooting scene, you can go to sleep, there is a restaurant on the third floor downstairs, and there is a takeaway order under the coffee table." Yi Zhen washed up and left after saying this.

Yuan Yi was lying on the bed in a daze, his severely sleep-deprived head was in a mess, but he didn't want to sleep anymore.