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Concerned about Gu Xiyu's physical condition, the two of them didn't go out after breakfast. Han Shaoqian took Gu Xiyu back to the room and took the computer to study the new script sent by the company.And the score of Gu Xiyu's theme song has almost been written, and I plan to fill in the lyrics as much as possible today.

Gu Xiyu found the script from the travel bag, and walked slowly to the recliner by the French window with the book and the script in his arms and sat down.In Han Shaoqian's room, one of Gu Xiyu's favorite places is the floor-to-ceiling windows. Han Shaoqian's room is on the sunny side. When the weather is good, the whole room is full of sunshine.

Behind the computer, Han Shaoqian glanced at Gu Xiyu who was lying on the recliner, and couldn't help showing a faint smile on his face.After returning to China during this vacation, he might join a new crew. In that case, the two of them would face another three months of separation.

As soon as they settled everything, they had to face separation again.

After the filming of "Silence" was finished, he basically entered a state of rest, and the script was almost strict.He will slowly withdraw from the entertainment industry and take over the family business.However, before quitting the showbiz, he still has one more thing to do.

He remembered that when he was studying acting with Gu's father, he once asked Gu Xiyu what his wish was. At that time, a thin and tall young man stood in front of him with a green smile on his face, "I think I can formally cooperate with my senior brother in a movie in the future." work."

At that time, they both knew about Gu Xiyu's difficulty in acting, and this wish became out of reach.

But now, Han Shaoqian has another idea.

In the past few years, there have been many film and television dramas and online movies adapted from Tanmei works on the domestic Internet. Although theaters are not allowed to show them, there are still many film and television works mixed with obscure Tanmei elements.

This maybe, is an opportunity.

Opening the script of "Silence" this time, it seems that it feels different from the previous few readings.

In Chen Mo's story, there are too many shadows of himself.Sometimes it makes Gu Xiyu feel that this is herself in another world.It's just that he couldn't keep his family, and he couldn't stay with his lover forever.

As for myself, although my father is lying in the hospital, it is not hopeless, and my lover is willing to spend the long life with me in the future.

Compared with Chen Mo, I am much luckier.He twitched the corner of his mouth, picked up a pen and began to write down the lyrics.

"Time passes quietly, the story has no end, the past that cannot be let go

Who whispered in the ear, why did it continue, I was glad to meet you

Want to say

Separation is so easy to talk about, who falls into the bottom that cannot let go

Memories are separated and dissected, just like you who cannot be grasped

Scatter into mist and rain together"

Although he is not Chen Mo.But no one else can understand Chen Mo better than him.

Secret love is not a clear love, all the unforgettable memories can only be in his own heart, he has experienced it, so he understands the pain at the moment of letting go.

But the most fortunate thing is that my lover is far stronger than me, no matter what the situation, I never let go of my hand.

When Xu Mingzhe walked out of the palace gate, he saw Ling Yi standing under the century-old tree, holding a DSLR, and he didn't know what he was taking pictures of.The winter sun hit Ling Yi's body, making his already delicate side face even more eye-catching.

Reaching out his hand to pat off the incense ash that was accidentally rubbed on the corner of his clothes, Xu Mingzhe walked down the stone steps and walked to Ling Yi's side.Ling Yi turned to look at him when he heard the sound, "Have you finished greeting?"

Xu Mingzhe nodded calmly, stepped forward and put his arms around Ling Yi's shoulders, "Let's go look around again."

Ling Yi nodded, stretched out his hand to hang the camera around Xu Mingzhe's neck, and smiled happily with his small white teeth. Xu Mingzhe helplessly stretched out his hand to scratch his nose, took his hand, and walked out of the temple.

Bypassing the main hall, there is a well behind the hall. The white marble railings are also covered with red wishing strips, and many of them have been immersed in the water.

"Zhe, let's tie one too, shall we?"

"Why do you suddenly think about this? Didn't you always disbelieve this?" Xu Mingzhe raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Oh, it's just... Anyway, it won't matter if you tie one?" Ling Yi grabbed Xu Mingzhe's sleeve and shook it, his eyes were shining brightly, making people reluctant to refuse, "Shall we write one and tie it together?"

"Okay," Xu Mingzhe nodded, the smile on his face deepened, and he let Ling Yi drag him to the small table where he bought the wishing slips, paid, took the wishing slips, and when he picked up the pen, the two of them unconsciously met each other. She smiled, and then tacitly wrote down her wish.

Forever and ever, hold hands for a lifetime.

When Xiang Chen woke up, he found that the people around him were gone, the other side of the bed was already cold, and only the sunken pillow proved that someone had hugged him to sleep peacefully all night.

There was a note on the head of the bed, he picked it up, and couldn't help but smile when he saw the familiar dragon and phoenix font on it.

Some parts of Qi Zhe are still the same, as long as it is about him, everything will be arranged properly.The note reminded him to remember to eat and take medicine after he got up, and there were some rather trivial instructions.

Everything seems to go back to many years ago. Qi Zhe was busy with the project arranged by his mentor. Every morning when Xiangchen got up, the person next to his pillow was gone. Only the note left by the bed recorded all the warmth.

Xiang Chen got out of bed to wash, and walked slowly into the kitchen, looking at the rice cooker that was still in the heat preservation state, the sweetness on Xiang Chen's face was even more obvious.When Qi Zhe returned to his side, he felt that the biggest change was his cooking skills.

In the past, Xiang Chen was always the one who cooked. Qi Zhe looked omnipotent, but in fact he was a complete waste of cooking skills.However, this time when he came back, Xiang Chen never went into the kitchen to cook again. There was no other reason. Qi Zhe had cultivated a very good cooking skill in foreign countries these years.

It seems that she has become the one who is completely loved. Even when the two were in love, Xiang Chen did not feel this feeling.In the past, Qi Zhe was kind to him, but he was not as comprehensive as he is now.

Xiang Chen served porridge, ignored the boiled eggs, picked up two steamed buns, went to the dining table and sat down to finish his own breakfast.

While eating breakfast leisurely, the mobile phone that was put aside rang. He picked it up with the bun in his mouth and looked at it. He couldn't help but bend his eyebrows, stretched out his hand to open the screen, and heard a gentle voice over there, "Chenchen, wake up!" ?"

"I'm up, I'm having breakfast."

"Eat the boiled eggs, don't be picky eaters." Hearing this, Xiang Chen wrinkled his nose unconsciously, "Can I not eat it?" He doesn't like boiled eggs very much, and Qi Zhe used to stare at them He will eat.

"No, be obedient. I'll take care of some things about the Qi family today, and I'll pick you up when I get home at noon and we'll go out for dinner."

"Okay." Xiang Chen pouted, walked into the kitchen resignedly and brought out a boiled egg, and knocked on the phone while holding the phone between his shoulders.

Qi Zhe on the other side of the phone couldn't help chuckling when he heard his reluctant tone, his Chenchen was still so cute.

The author has something to say:

Hehehe Chenchen who doesn't eat boiled eggs