fatal attraction

Before Ying Zhao could fully recover, her eyes reflected Kong Yitang's face, and it took a long time before Kong Yitang hugged her when his arms were almost sore.

Kong Yitang sighed inwardly, it's really not good to be short, she wanted to be brave enough to give her a hug, but she was hugged in the end.

Ying Zhao probably understood what the other party's sigh was for, so he immediately hugged President Tang and put him on the small square stool beside him. open arms.

Ying Zhao smiled, hugged the other person's waist, and seemed to jump in.

The lounge was very quiet, and Ying Zhao didn't speak. She was embraced by Kong Yitang, and it was rare for her to feel the power of this embrace.

Her eye circles were still red, and the tip of her nose sniffed the scent of Kong Yitang's embrace, and she felt as if she had suddenly become smaller. The other's hand patted her on the back, the movement was stiff at first, and then it was a bit smooth.

She looked up quietly, and Kong Tang looked serious, as if he was doing something important.

It didn't take long to charge the battery, and Ying Zhao let go of it in the end. She said, "Let me clean up first, and have dinner together later?"

Mr. Tang was not very happy. Before the tiredness started, it ended first.

"Shooting at night? Can I ask for leave..."

She faintly sensed something wrong with Ying Zhao's emotions, and felt that there might be something wrong with the backlog of this kind of deep thing.

Actors are most afraid of going too deep into the play, which will actually cause great harm to people. They will be dizzy, and they will not be able to distinguish between inside and outside the play. If they are not careful, they will have to be sent to the hospital to see.

Or it has to be delayed for a long time, delaying this and that.

She thought that if the director didn't let her, she wouldn't care, anyway, she didn't care.

Sometimes she just listens to Ying Zhao too much, so she has to be so careful.

Something has changed.

Ying Zhao's appearance in her heart.

The gods enshrined in the shrine were pulled down by her, and the former appearance worthy of the admiration of thousands of people was replaced by others in front of her, mortals and people around her.

She still admires her, but her admiration has changed. She doesn't want to be supported blindly by the other party, and she also wants to protect her when the storm comes.

"Okay." Ying Zhao changed clothes over there. There were a lot of assistants for these trivial matters after the show, but she had done these before, and it was handy. "I will talk to him later and go out for a walk at night. .”

She also knew that something was wrong with her, as the filming progressed, those fragmentary fragments rushed in with her own memories, and there was no peace when she was resting.

Sometimes I really hate this sensitive heart, the slightest movement and association will spread unknowingly, remorse and resentment spread all over the ground, unwilling to meander in it, fall down, fear upwards, wrap around the body, and become a bit outrageously sober.

Kong Yitang sat quietly and watched Ying Zhao change clothes. They were the only ones in this room, so Ying Zhao didn't care.

She is much thinner.

Kong Yitang didn't say anything, his eyes fell on Ying Zhao. The pair of butterfly bones of the person with his back facing her became more and more protruding because of his thinness, like a butterfly. The jeans were not buttoned up, stuck between his crotch, looking loose, and the trousers were very long , not a slim fit, with a wide hem.

Ying Zhao wore a pair of flat shoes. In this film, there was hardly any time when he wore flat shoes. There were several scenes that were filmed repeatedly, and the soles of his feet were blistered at the end.

The man is near perfect.

It's perfect for me.

Forehead, eyes, nose, lips, the slightly thick lower lip is a bit blurred and lazy, making people want to suck it desperately.

This is a small town, and it is still very lively at night. Ying Zhao remembered that tomorrow is Qixi Festival after she got dressed. She had told someone not to come, but it still had no effect.

Her eyes were still bloodshot, and her eye circles were still a little red, but she got better after putting on makeup, and Kong Yitang came over when she was putting on lip gloss.

Ying Zhao is suitable for red, and Kong Yitang can't forget the look in the eyes of the other party's lipstick advertisement, probably because she never hides her thoughts in front of the other party, so Ying Zhao turned his head and kissed her on the lips.

The lip gloss smelled like chocolate, it was sweet, Kong Yitang stretched out his hand to touch it, Ying Zhao came with a stick of lip gloss, they were very close, the lamp of the dressing table hit each other, Kong Yitang looked at Ying greedily Zhao's side face, no matter facing the light or backlighting, she thinks the other side is so good-looking.

Mine mine mine.

"Okay, I'll finish this bottle if I kiss you again."

That does not work.

Ying Zhao nodded Kong Yitang's forehead, and lifted the hair hanging on his shoulders, "Why did you cut it like this?"

"Finally no longer straightening?"

Obviously frizzy and so cute.

Kong Yitang was a little stunned by this "finally no more", but before he had time to ask more questions, Ying Zhao went out to find the director.

She followed behind, and when she walked out the door, she saw the twilight sky, remembered her abruptly stopped live broadcast, and finally announced with guilt that she would retweet it for a few bucks.

……

The town is not very big, surrounded by mountains, and the outline of distant mountains can be seen in the center of the city. Ying Zhao grew up in the north when he was young. to adjust.

But she knew that her mother was from the south. Although the accent was assimilated, some things could not be changed.

Later, she went to the south many times, filming with Qiao Hanyin, or meeting people from all over the world, some people hated eating pasta and only liked rice, and some people showed a high degree of respect for the steamed buns that appeared on the dinner table Surprised, it couldn't match exactly, but some small habits reminded her of her mother.

She doesn't have much impression of her father. She has seen photos of him. He is a handsome man, but he didn't live a long life. Her relationship with relatives was also cut off because of her mother's lack of enthusiasm. Therefore, Zhaolai has nothing to look forward to during the Chinese New Year, because It's boring, not as good as usual.

When the Chinese New Year comes, most of the playmates in the hutongs visit relatives and friends, and those who go to live in the countryside take several days to come back.

She has never seen her grandparents, grandparents, etc. When asked, her mother always said that she had passed away, but she hadn't seen her go to worship for so many years.

Where, specifically where, there is no such thing.

When her mother was alive, she didn't have many friends, she was in twos and threes, but she didn't look like a serious person. She was gorgeous, and when she saw Ying Zhao pouring water, she said, "You're pretty good, not like you."

Until many years later, she happened to meet one of them. The woman who was still too fashionable in the aunt generation saw Ying Zhao, and said, "Xiaoying's daughter, how old is she? Where do you work?"

Ying Zhao happened to be free that day, so we chatted.

Ms. Gu Ying, beautiful and smooth, has been in the society since she was a teenager. She has had many boyfriends. Because she has learned dance for several years, she also taught children to dance. Later, she went to the north and met Ying Zhao's father. , I don’t know why, so I decided to marry him. It is said that it was because of my face, but my husband was short-lived, and he was able to be a widow for many years. Later, he was unwilling to be lonely and married again.

Then it's over.

So when I was a child, it was fake.

Ying Zhao actually wanted to laugh when the other party told about his own mother's life, but he was not angry, but a little helpless.

Her mother is actually an interesting person. She is good-looking and loves to dress up. She looks like a young girl in a group of sallow-faced middle-aged women in the alley. If she knows who is behind her back, she will be scolded as a sieve, and she can still talk to her with a smile When someone talks, appreciate the way the other person turns his head and face.

After working as the front desk in the hotel, he could still discuss with Ying Zhao what kind of young man he met today, regardless of how old his daughter was.

Every two days, he commented on Zhao's monkey appearance and sighed, feeling that his daughter was not as shy as a girl at all, and directed a group of fur boys to jump up and down all day long.

……

It has been too long, many things have become more and more profound, and many things have become more and more unclear.

The aunt said that she is from Suzhou and met her mother in Guangzhou, but Gu Ying, who was still a little girl at that time, had a dancing boyfriend who was doing recruitment registration work in training classes. They met at the night market. She stayed in Guangzhou for many years. She went back to her hometown during Chinese New Year. Gu Ying didn’t go back. A boyfriend went to someone's house for the New Year.

Later, I lost contact and met Gu Ying again, who was already married.

Ying Zhao always thought that she didn't care much about this matter, but when the show started, it seemed that the hidden emotions in her heart were pulled out.

The word sense of fate is too difficult to explain.

In the script, Jin Yue struggled from south to north, unwilling to return to her barren hometown, but chose to go back after the family was broken and experienced the pain of losing her daughter.

Back to that Moon River.

But the mud houses have long since collapsed, and the Moon River has long since disappeared. It’s just a stream, not a big river, but it’s been filled up and turned into new houses.

Devastated.

Heart full of devastation.

This script has the power to hit people's hearts, her heart.Ying Zhao felt that she had to try at a glance. The more she analyzed herself and understood the role, the more she missed her mother.

But people have turned into ashes, become a piece of the cemetery, no matter how much they say, no matter how much they ask about the past, no one responds.

How can anyone be like this, no father, no mother, no roots, Piaoping, not even a daughter to confess.

At this age, it is difficult for her to feel homesick.But she has never had this kind of emotion. When she was a teenager, she went with the truck for so long, and she didn't think about home, because her parents didn't have any, and a younger sister lived in school during that time, so going back would be the same as not going back.

Later, when I went to the set with Qiao Hanyin, I met a little girl who shed tears and said that she was homesick, and she can still remember her face now.

A deep nostalgia.

She hasn't.

Now I suddenly understand.

I don't care about the embarrassment, I just want to cry wildly, turning all my sorrows and sorrows into tears to flow out.

Kong Yitang followed Ying Zhao to the hotel where she was staying, planning to go out with Ying Zhao in disguise.

She even put on lip nails, which surprised Ying Zhao. She was so happy that she took them off and asked Ying Zhao to play with them. Ying Zhao felt that her lips were stuck and uncomfortable, so she refused.

In the end, Kong Yitang obediently took the lip nails.

She grew up in the south and hated the winter in the south. Even electric blankets and water bottles could not save her desperate heart.

But it's okay in summer, it's just as hot anyway.

She was wearing a black T-shirt, wearing a peaked cap, and painted a rather charming makeup.

It was drawn by Ying Zhao. She herself prefers the cool ones. She probably has a bad face for too many years. It is a bit uncomfortable to switch to this one now, but Ying Zhao likes it quite a bit. In her heart, Kong Yitang is a little girl who always It's awkward to pretend to be upright.

Anyway, it's a small place, so she doesn't really care about it. The night market is very lively, and there are actually some tourists. Some places of interest in this small town are quite famous in China.

Tang, who had no walking stick, always walked very slowly, but anyway, she had to stop and have a look when she passed a stall.

Ying Zhao was held by Kong Yitang's arm, saying a few words from time to time.

In her other hand, she held a glass of lemonade. Kong Yitang ate the skewers, and occasionally leaned over to take a sip.

"When did you receive the item?"

Ying Zhao wiped the sauce from the corner of Kong Yitang's mouth with a paper towel, sat on a plastic stool by the side of the road, and asked Kong Yitang who was taking pictures.

"The day I called you."

Kong Yitang held the phone, "I'm sorry."

She looked at Ying Zhao and said this sentence quite briskly.

"You are so sincere, Yitang," Ying Zhao leaned on Kong Yitang's shoulder, "I have been tortured by your attitude for so long."

She dragged her voice, and the noisy sound of the night market was mixed in, like a flowing current, drilled into Kong Yitang's heart.

She muttered for a long time, and then said, "I..."

"I always feel that you may leave me at any time," she held the glass of cheap lemonade with both hands, and her lipstick marks on the straw. "There are many people who like you, but I am useless."

Ying Zhao was still leaning on her, reached for the lemon juice, and took a sip.

"Worthless? You are obviously a halo," she laughed, "There are many people who like you, and I also feel that I am worthless. I am so old, I don't have as much money as you, and I don't have much background. If I don't film , that salary is estimated to be only subsistence, more dogs will be..."

"No way!" Kong Yitang hurriedly interrupted her, "You are good-looking and have a good personality. You are very gentle and kind. You will..."

She even counted on her fingers, Ying Zhao stretched out her hand and patted it, "Okay, okay, I blush when I heard that."

This stall is relatively remote, and the two of them ordered an ice cream for a long time before going to it. There were also Kongming lanterns in the sky.

Ying Zhao covered Kong Yitang's eyes with her hand, and she whispered in his ear, "You are so nice, I like you the most."

At the same time, she was a little distressed, for fear that the other party would think that love was nothing more than that.

The author has something to say:

When I’m in love (for me), I really can’t boast much, the back and forth is "you are good", "you are so good", "I like you so much" (of course, boasting in person is very shy, so you can only say it quietly Said out loud in my heart)