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When "The Past" started filming, Wen Jingcheng and Ayunge Le left the hotel they had been staying in and opened a new room next to the movie city.

"I'm really sorry, please come here with me and stay so long." Wen Jingcheng helped Ayungrad choose vegetables in the kitchen while Xiaojuzi was sleeping.

Ayungrad smiled indifferently, and put the cut meat into the pot: "Don't say whether it's troublesome or not, I planned to find some time to visit cities such as Beijing and Shanghai, and I happened to come with you But you, if you came back alone, how busy you are now."

Hearing Ayungrad's words, Wen Jingcheng felt embarrassed, bowed his head and smiled.

"If you're going to the set, let me bring some oranges for you, so you can work with peace of mind first." Seeing the oily smoke in the kitchen getting bigger, Ayungrad drove Wen Jingcheng out of the kitchen: "Go out Come on, the kitchen smells like oily smoke, and he's going to make a fuss again when you hug Little Tangerine."

Wen Jingcheng helped Ayungrad put the dishes he had chosen into the basket beside him, washed his hands and left the kitchen.

As long as he is alone, he will think of Yan Muqi.Not thinking about how to love him, but thinking about my life in the past few years.

Not long after he arrived in Mongolia, he found that his USB flash drive was missing. He searched all his luggage but couldn't find it, so he knew that he forgot to take him out.

It's the best to be completely burned in that fire, because he doesn't want Yan Muqi to think about the past between the two of them, so that's good.He already wanted to say goodbye to the past, to forget everything completely.It's just that he didn't expect that after returning here so early, he would see Yan Muqi again before he could forget everything.Just one encounter broke him and broke all his disguises.

"Ding." When the wechat notification sounded, Wen Jingcheng was still slightly taken aback.

When I saw the person who sent the message, I was even more stunned.He didn't know when Yan Muqi added his wechat account, and suddenly seeing his profile picture felt extra mocking.Yan Muqi's profile picture is still a photo of the two of them together, smiling happily while leaning against each other.

"Can we chat?"

Wen Jingcheng looked at these four words for a long time, not knowing how to answer him.He didn't want to chat with him, but he still couldn't bear to refuse Yan Muqi.

"Ah."

After waiting for several minutes, Yan Muqi finally got Wen Jingcheng's answer, even if it was just a word "um", it could make him feel that Wen Jingcheng still missed him.

"You...do you always remember me?"

Wen Jingcheng smiled self-deprecatingly, and thought to himself, you have forgotten me a long time ago, and I am the only one who has foolishly remembered for more than ten years.

"remember."

"Since you remember, why do you still have to leave?"

Wen Jingcheng knew each word separately, but when put together, he suddenly couldn't understand the sentence.Why do you want to leave?Why did he ask this sentence?After knowing everything, after knowing what happened, why would you ask such a question.

For the first time, Wen Jingcheng felt that he really fell in love with the wrong person and mixed his true heart.Looking at the sentence on the phone, there was no movement for a long time.How should he answer?Your lover is forcing me to live?Or, I suddenly found out that you cheated on me, so I can't stand it anymore and I will leave you?

But these are not Wen Jingcheng's answers, he has never thought so much, just like when he knew that he liked Yan Muqi, he never thought so much.

"I'm tired."

It's just that I'm tired, I'm tired of loving, and it's too humble to love.He almost couldn't feel his own existence, and couldn't see his position in Yan Muqi's eyes.

After that, no matter what Yan Muqi sent again, Wen Jingcheng didn't reply to his messages, fearing that the sleeping little orange would directly drag Yan Muqi into the blacklist.

You and Wen Jiu Zhinian are not friends yet!Please add the other party as a friend.

Yan Muqi looked at the red exclamation mark that suddenly appeared on the screen, and impatiently threw the phone in his hand to the ground.

Mu Chu, who was teasing Yan Sichu at the side, glanced at him indifferently, and didn't express any opinion.In other words, I don't want to say anything anymore, Yan Muqi is no longer the Yan Muqi who obeyed him back then.In the end, he still lived his life in the way he was the last to be tolerated by you, guarding an empty shell, complaining about himself alone.But even so, he was very happy to see Yan Muqi every day.Yan Muqi is like a drug, it has penetrated into the bone marrow a long time ago and cannot be quit.

After Yan Muqi let out his anger, he saw the phone with the screen torn apart, and clicked his tongue angrily: "I really can't help but drop it." He bent down to pick up the phone, grabbed his coat, and walked outside.

"Where are you going? It's time for dinner." Mu Chu stopped Yan Muqi when he was walking towards the door, and fixed his eyes on Yan Muqi.

"Go buy a mobile phone." Yan Muqi slammed the door behind him, and Yan Sichu, who was sitting on Mu Chu's lap, trembled in shock.

Yan Muqi went out, took a deep breath, not knowing where he was going.

"Qin Ling, do you have time? See you soon."