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After a few days of working at sunrise and resting at sunset, Ye Yin found that her biological clock had been completely adjusted.

When the weekend was approaching, she called Lu Shabai, sitting in the gray canteen, only feeling drowsy one after another.

"What, sleepy?"

□□ o'clock is the most enthusiastic time in the city.

Lu Shabai felt surprised. Her current life basically consisted of working during the day and having dinner with friends in the evening. By the way, she chatted about the future cooperation in the studio.

Most of the time, Ye Yin called when they were chatting after dinner, and it was really hard to understand why they were sleepy.

"Yeah...was too early."

Ye Yin's voice softened, and he half-closed his eyes to talk to her.

"I got up at six o'clock."

Her voice was soft and soft, tired, and inexplicably peaceful.

Lu Shabai was on his way home, in a bustling city, surrounded by bustling crowds, passing her by.

The young man next to him seemed to have just returned from the night market, carrying various snacks, exuding a tempting aroma.

"Tired?"

Lu Shabai asked without thinking.

The air is sultry, but it also has an inexplicable sweetness. The voices gather from all directions and finally disappear in the ears.

Her lips were empty, and she could only ask her recent situation through the distant telephone line.

"Tired."

Ye Yin sighed.

She has never left the city, and no matter in her past or present life, she has never experienced the life of waking up early to pick up eggs. Sitting in a bleak little shop, she can't catch up with the people around her chattering about family affairs.

The schedule can change quickly, but she won't be able to blend in here for a while.

Her answer, like a little paw, pressed on Lu Shabai's heart.

For a moment, she wanted to tell Ye Yin that if she was tired, she could walk slowly, or she could give up.

Go slowly, no longer want to be recognized in the short term, give up "The Walled City of Roses", no longer strip yourself of cocoons, just to play that role well.

That's her girlfriend.

Her little princess seemed to be able to see her tired look from a long distance away.

However, Lu Shabai couldn't say it.

Not to mention not long ago, she asked Ye Yin if he wanted to become a superstar.

Not to mention that not long ago, she asked Ye Yin if he wanted to win an award.

And not so long ago...

There were thousands of thoughts in her mind, before they could be sorted out, they were all interrupted by Ye Yin's words.

"But I'm happy."

Her voice was still so tired, yet somewhat indescribably satisfied.

Lu Shabai suddenly felt the little claw in his head stick out, and then slowly retracted.

Yes, she pressed the center of her brows to relieve the sudden headache, and forced a smile.

This is her life.

Swallowing the words that came to his lips, Lu Shabai knew very well that this was his recklessness.

"Then you have a good rest," she said in another sentence, "Go to bed early."

"I'll be going back soon," Ye Yin didn't know the slightest bit, she was just going through a lot of twists and turns in her heart, "Tomorrow there will be a script meeting, so I won't tell you."

Under the rising moonlight, they said good night to each other.

Set foot on the street with the first lights and the dusty mountain road respectively, and continue walking towards the destination.

On Saturday afternoon, the crew got together for a script meeting.

The location was chosen under a big tree at the head of the village. Each of them had a thick stack of scripts, and each of them held a small wooden bench, sitting around and chatting for a few days, waiting for the director to come over.

This is the second time the actors have seen the director after joining the group.

Ye Yin found a place with a lot of shade. She put on sunscreen all over her body and wore a bamboo hat, for fear that she would get a few shades of tan when she came back from here.

During the filming of "Rose Walled City", she needed to cooperate with some release promotion activities of the previous "Old Things in Spring" crew.

This is not considered a drama. After reporting to the director, he only said that it would be on the weekend and did not restrict her too much.

When Yan Xiaofei's makeup was ready for filming, she could be transformed into a mountain woman, but once it got dark, even if the makeup artist during the promotion period was a master, she couldn't transform her into Gao Yan with translucent skin.

"The little leaves are well covered."

The director, surnamed Chen, came with two assistants and the screenwriter. There was a stool in the center, and he sat there naturally, waiting for the scattered actors to arrive.

Is a very self-centered person.

Ye Yin secretly wrote down his characteristics in his heart, smiled obediently, and spread out the script in his hand, revealing densely packed Mark notes.

"The notes are very detailed."

Chen Dao raised his head to take a look, and praised lightly.

When the actors arrived, he only glanced around roughly to see if no one had missed them, and started speaking without asking for their thoughts.

Ye Yin is not surprised, he seems to be the kind of person who regards actors as props, as long as he can perform well, he doesn't bother to care what method you use.

Director Chen randomly flipped a page and started talking, staring at everyone present, not in order, just to see if they had done their homework.

Ye Yin listened carefully to his speech, took a pen to scribble and correct the script, and first wrote down his explanations.

After listening to the script meeting for several hours, Ye Yin had a more complete understanding of the whole "Rose Walled City".

It was almost eight o'clock at this time.

Today I can't make a phone call anymore. Ye Yin looked at her watch and sighed. Although she had made an agreement with Lu Shabai before, she always felt a little strange that she couldn't hear her voice for a day.

Ye Yin thought it was nothing at first, thinking about the play took up most of her time, sitting in the main room every day had nothing to do, mostly reading the script and chatting with others.

She thought that her longing for Lu Shabai could be controlled.

But at this moment she realized that she was wrong.

Lying on the bed, she clutched the corner of the pillow, unable to fall asleep no matter what.

It turned out that she just felt that she could talk to Lu Shabai after all, and her sense of stability weakened her longing.

once……

As long as you close your eyes, the sound and temperature of her smile are like a drizzle of rain, everywhere but inaccessible.

Go to sleep.

When you fall asleep, you can see her.

Ye Yin was talking to herself, but she didn't know what time it was before she really fell asleep.

The dream was pitch black, not very stable, and a mess of floating dust disturbed her heart.

She didn't know how long she slept.

The first time she came here, the crowing didn't wake her up.

Until the sun was three poles high, Ye Yin was finally awakened by the increasingly hot sun.

--what time is it?

This was her first thought.

Then, Ye Yin remembered that it was Sunday, that she said she was going to the market, that she thought of everything she wanted to eat, and that she thought of Lu Shabai.

In a daze, I just feel a headache.

She sat up from the bed, closed her eyes and bowed her head.

"woke up……?"

Ye Yin suddenly heard a longing voice.

She rubbed her eyes, fine dust rose up under the sunlight in the room, confusing her vision.

"Ah Bai," she half-closed her eyes, and asked softly, "Why are you here?"

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