The show of love with the deadly enemy was broadcast live

The afternoon was full of boring dramas. Lin Mo and Le Qing were in the period of passionate love. They could flirt while fishing while sitting together, and watched fireflies even after dark.

Of course, there are no fireflies in this wilderness, and the fireflies can only wait for the post-production special effects.

Today's weather is not so good, the wind is strong, and there are no stars, but under the light of the crew, Cheng Lang's eyes are as bright as stars, especially when he looks at Chang Feng and smiles.

Changfeng can almost often forget that they are acting.

Cheng Lang always added some actions that were not mentioned in the script, and the director never stopped him, such as breaking Changfeng's hands one by one, interlocking his fingers, and then gently Peck where two people's fingers intertwine.

The way he looked at Changfeng was even more affectionate, almost unable to hide his burning love.

Every time Changfeng met his eyes, he felt a palpitation, but after the director called the card, the emotion in Cheng Lang's eyes would fade away.

At this time, Chang Feng felt a little uncomfortable.

Their actors...are all their acting skills so good?

Can Cheng Lang easily withdraw his emotions and feelings at any time?

Changfeng looked at Cheng Lang's affectionate appearance when he played Lin Mo, and often couldn't help but think of Cheng Lang before the press conference accident. He was almost exactly the same gentle, but after his "showdown" with him, he was like the character in the play. Like Lin Mo, he mercilessly pulled out all his emotions.

Such a contrast made Chang Feng a little unaccustomed to it.

During this period of time, Changfeng's condition has not been very good, and the filming has sped up the process, and his tired bones are about to fall apart all day long. Shibai is responsible for Changfeng's daily pick-up and drop-off.

"Is it going to rain outside?" Shi Bai asked.

Changfeng glanced casually: "Well, it seems to be."

"Eh? There's a public toilet in front, Brother Changfeng, I want to go..."

Chang Feng leaned on the back chair: "Well, let's go."

Changfeng waited for a full 10 minutes, but Shibai still hadn't come back, and then the phone rang, and Shibai said with some guilt: "Brother Changfeng, I forgot to bring the paper..."

Changfeng complained: "Why didn't you forget to bring your brains."

Chang Feng took the paper and went to the bathroom, called Shi Bai's name, but no one answered, Chang Feng frowned and called again, but there was still silence.

Changfeng took out his mobile phone and called Shibai.

"Brother Changfeng! I didn't mean to lie to you! Take advantage of the opportunity! Try to take down Brother Cheng tonight! I beg you to make up!!"

"Shibai! You..."

"Brother Changfeng, I'll hang up and bye!"

Changfeng walked out of the bathroom to take a look, only to see the rear of the speeding car.

Changfeng: ...

Changfeng took a look around, except for Cheng Lang's car parked on the side of the road not far away, there was no one in this wilderness.

Chang Feng turned on the phone with a cold face, wanted to make a call, scolded Shi Bai severely and threatened Shi Bai, but the result: the phone was low on battery and turned off automatically.

Changfeng wanted to scold someone today.

It is still more than ten kilometers away from the urban area, and Changfeng only has a dead mobile phone and a pack of toilet paper all over him. Changfeng gritted his teeth and walked slowly towards Cheng Lang's car.

He felt that every step was extremely heavy.

Knocking on the car door, the door slowly opened, revealing Cheng Lang's sharp face.

Seeing Chang Feng, Cheng Lang frowned: "What's wrong?"

Changfeng said: "Well, what are you doing here?"

"Zhou Lin went to the bathroom."

Changfeng had a strange expression on his face: "Zhou Lin also went to the bathroom?"

"also?"

Right here, Cheng Lang's phone rang, and it was Zhou Lin.

A minute later, Cheng Lang hung up the phone with a sullen face.

Changfeng touched his nose, and said with some embarrassment: "Can you take me for a ride? It might be raining here..."

As if to confirm Changfeng's words, Changfeng felt a drop of rain fall on his neck in the next second.

"No." Cheng Lang remained expressionless.

Then he started the engine, and the window slowly raised, and the next second, the white Phaeton flew away in the dark night.

Changfeng: ...

Changfeng really wanted to curse people today.

The rain began to patter, not too heavy, but there was a biting chill on the face when the wind blew it.

Chang Feng put on the hat on his coat, and walked forward step by step with his head down. The wind mixed with cold raindrops poured into his neck, and Chang Feng shrank coldly.

There were no pockets on the coat, and Changfeng's hands were red from the cold. He put his hands together and rubbed them together, holding them to his mouth and letting out a breath of hot air.

Cold hands, cold face, cold neck, cold feet.

My legs are a little sore. I haven't eaten anything since noon today, and I'm very hungry.

If it was Cheng Lang...if it was his robot...it would definitely not treat him like this.

So this Cheng Lang must not be Cheng Lang.

Cheng Lang was afraid that he would be cold and hungry, so as long as there was a little wind, he would hold his hand, Cheng Lang would wrap a scarf around himself, and Cheng Lang would not throw himself here and leave him alone no matter how angry he was.

Obviously...it was raining, and there was no one on the road.

It was so dark.

……

In this case, not to mention ordinary colleagues, strangers will also take advantage of it.

Continue to move forward step by step.

The street lights were so dark that the road could not be seen clearly.

"Snapped."

fall down.

The knee seems to have hit some sharp stone, it seems to be bleeding, and it hurts.

Changfeng supported the ground with his hands. It was raining and the street lights became dim. He could vaguely see an intersection not far ahead.

and so……

Which way should I go?

Chang Feng lowered his head and took a stone.

Patterned side up...right.

The non-patterned side is up...just to the left.

Changfeng stood up awkwardly and threw the stone on the ground.

Without patterns.

Changfeng rubbed his knees, clutched his stomach and walked to the left.

Just two steps away.

At the fork on the right, bright car lights suddenly flashed.

Only then did Changfeng realize that there was a car there.

Changfeng blinked his eyes, at this moment, it was as if he met a rescuer.

He limped closer, his face drooping.

——It's Cheng Lang's car.

Chang Feng stood blankly for a while, then lowered his head and opened the plastic package of toilet paper with his cold and stiff hands, wiped off the rain on his face, and walked towards the car.

When Chang Feng walked over, Cheng Lang had already lowered the car window.

Changfeng: "Hey, why did you stop?"

Cheng Lang said, "The car broke down."

Chang Feng was taken aback for a moment, blinked and said, "It deserves it."