Everyone Loves White Lotus

"If I told you that the girl I like is you, wouldn't you jump into the Nanjing River?"

His face was pressed against the abdomen of the person sitting quietly on the chair, through the very thin material of the clothes, he could feel his low-heat breath, through the clothes room, attached to the person's body.

of course not.Ye Jingwei replied in his heart, if you don't tell me, I will know that you will like me sooner or later.

One hand was attached to his waist, and the other arm was on the back of the man on the chair.Caressing slowly, as if stroking his lover.

"I won't lose you."

Jiang Chenchuan pressed his face against his body, rubbing against his arms like a child.

On Nuo Da's stage, there was a dim yellow light, and the afterglow of the setting sun, carrying the residual heat after a long time, leaked in through the flowery windows and landed on the floor in front of their chairs.

I don't know where the dim music of the projector came from, it was very light, drifted far away, and was blown to the side of the stage.

A moment, but also seems long.

The person on the chair saw the floor-to-ceiling mirror on the opposite side of the stage, and the back of the person hugging him was straight and curved into a curve.The clothes showed a smooth fabric on his back.

And showing a lonely tone.

It was trembling slightly, imperceptibly.

In a corner of the spacious stage, the light flows, and the particles float quietly in the afterglow in the air.

I gave him a scene that day, and after he had finished speaking his lines to himself, the scene was over, but Ye Zheng was a little bit erratic, and he was in a trance for a day, and his mind was a little scattered.

In fact, you should think of it this way: you shouldn't feel erratic.

It should feel unreal.

Like the wind, you can't catch it, see it through, or keep up with it.

Jiang Chenchuan is still Jiang Chenchuan on the set. He reads drama books, and when there is a play, he will go up and enter the scene. One scene can be filmed for a whole day. The director doesn't say whether it is good or not, but just asks you to repeat it again, twice. , more than 50 times.

More often, he is alone, doing his own thing on the set.

In the afternoon, it was time for dinner.

Ye Jingwei ate his meal very early, went to the top of the post, and watched the machine run. In fact, he only needed one person to guard where he was, while others went to eat.

The light is dimmed, and it looks even more twilight than when he spoke lines that day.

Like a closed box, it also wraps up emotions.

Ye Jingwei sat next to the machine, on a small stool, holding the props to be unlocked in his hands. After a long while, the light gradually dimmed.

In order to save a few steps, he didn't turn on the lights, and waited for the people who had finished eating to come back before turning on the lights.

So he propped his elbows on his knees, and unbuttoned them with one hand to see how many he undid.

His eyes dimmed, under the increasingly dim light.

Before he knew it, the man fell asleep on the small bench.

The face was sideways, revealing the other half of the face, as if there were footsteps approaching, Ye Jingwei could hear it, but his thoughts had already flown thousands of miles away.

Indistinct human voice, softly in the ear.

He saw Ye Jingwei sleeping soundly, saw a lot of ropes for props in his arms, his face was lit by the dim light, and he looked a little tired.

Gently cupping his chin with one hand.

Jiang Jinchuan turned his head sideways and looked at it for a long time.

Looking at the sleeping face of that person, looking at the corners of his eyes under his brows, and seeing his slightly pursed lips, one would mistake it for the tenderness of the four-color lake.

He leaned over, buried his side, and landed on the lips of the half-asleep man.

Pecking slowly, the head turned even more sideways.

Seeing his white skin, the side of his brow was caught by props and machines somewhere, revealing very small, short, thin scratches.

Eyes drooping, very quiet, no sound, no emotion.

So he closed his eyes with peace of mind, and there was a quiet and tired smell on the other person.The snort hit the sleeping man's cheek, burning him with some drowsiness.

His eyes were half closed and opened, and his hands bumped into his clothes and torso in shock.

Jiang Chenchuan opened his eyes.

Ye Jingwei touched him clumsily, he would rather pretend to be asleep now than let him find himself awake.

I thought I would let go of him, but instead I went in one step further.

The tongue and teeth roll in, lightly pick and twist slowly.

The man's hand landed on the back of Ye Jingwei's neck, supported his neck, and forced him forward a little, their lips and teeth were intertwined, and they were wet.

Ye Jingwei opened his eyes in vain. He should have closed his eyes and pretended not to understand, but he unconsciously watched the expression of that person closing them again.

From the brow bone, to the corners of the eyes, to the tip of the nose touching his face.

The person on the bench was restless, unnatural, and extremely embarrassed.But his mind is satisfied, but the physical presentation is a little unintentional and unintentional.

Gritting his teeth slowly, he bit Ye Jingwei's cavity carefully for a week.Rolling his tongue out again thinly and slowly, just like what he did to the lover he missed.

His fingers wrapped around Ye Jingwei's hair at the back of his head, curling his black soft hair.Then grab it down a little bit, turn his head up, and press his tongue down his lower lip, jaw and throat.

Ye Jingwei trembled all over, not daring to react.

Let that person hold him as if he has not hugged him, and we are in love with him in a dream.

The lips and teeth bit the wall of his inner cavity again, so that he could turn his mind back, so as not to let him continue to be in a daze, suspecting that it was in a movie from all over the world.

Ye Jingwei stretched out his hand, wanting to wrap his arms around that person's back, and hug him in front of her.

But as soon as he opened his hand, he fell off the short bench and sat on the ground in an instant.

The surroundings were pitch black, and no one could be seen at all.

Nuo Da's factory room was empty, he was the only one, and the machines next to him made regular and grinding sounds.

After Ye Jingwei got used to the light.Only then did he discover that Nanke Yimeng, like the dew in the morning, is gone forever.

……

On this day, that person made an appointment with a young man from the props team to take Uncle Hu's dog to the pet hospital for vaccination.

That person had already prepared sausages and beef jerky to coax Uncle Hu's little pet dog until it stopped barking and was willing to wag its tail and follow Ye Jingwei.

The young man had not yet been free to come and go to the hospital with him.

I was just playing around at the gate of the courtyard, the beef jerky was almost finished, and I haven't seen the boy yet.

Ye Jingwei stopped giving out dog food, and found a few two-eyed dogs as small toys. Xiao Hu barked at him twice, shook his head and was about to leave.

Ye Jingwei hurried to pick up the two legs in front of him, picked him up, and hung him in the air, waiting anxiously for someone, afraid that it would run away.

Without the carrot to tease the dog, Xiao Hu gave a big "Wow, woof, woof" and tried to bite his finger.

When Ye Jingwei curled his fingers, he put it down again.

As soon as the little dog's leg touched the ground, it seemed to be running away.

Ye chased it around two small courtyards, and finally got hold of it again, and hurried to the door again.I hope that relatives and friends will ride together to take him to the hospital with the puppy.

During the several minutes when Xiao Hu's "barking" turned his head indiscriminately to bite someone, a crisp bicycle bell rang.

Ye Jingwei was overjoyed when he saw a man walking towards him on a 28-inch bicycle.

The man was tall and thin, as black as a crow.

The posture of riding a bicycle is also inconsistent with others.

The young man held the handlebar in his left hand and held a small cardboard box in his right hand. Because his legs were too long, the bicycle with 28-inch wheels was not too tall for him.

On the contrary, it is like the wrong feeling of the protagonist in the movie.

"Yes, it's you...Xiao, where's Xiao Zhao?" He saw the man hugging the two legs of the overly splashy puppy, and the puppy turned around to bite his hand, so he held the puppy full The yard turns around.

Jiang Chenchuan on the bicycle told him, "Xiao Zhao was called by Team Leader Chen to make props, and he asked me to come for him,"

Ye Jingwei seemed to understand, but nodded.

"Puppy in a cardboard box," the cardboard box on the right handed out.

Ye Jingwei hurriedly put the puppy into the air-permeable cardboard box that had dug a hole, so the two of them closed the lid of the box and closed it, and the puppy kept barking inside.

The man hugged the carton, with his arms across the open face of the carton, against the cardboard cover to keep the puppy from jumping out.

"boarding,"

The bikers call him that.

The man held the cardboard box with one hand, held the car with the other hand, and sat on it. It was a funny way to separate his feet, but obviously he couldn't hold the cardboard box, so he was cautious and carefree like a girl in a skirt. Sit sideways.

"Are you ready?"

What Ye Jingwei heard was that he had hugged the cardboard box, and he let out a "huh".Grab the car seat with one hand, press the cardboard box with the other and stuff it in your arms, sticking half of your body to prevent the dog from jumping out of the box.

There is a lot of yelling on the street, and there is a river next to it. It is a scene they took for the Nanjing River, not the actual Nanjing River.The river is dark green, and only on sunny days, the color is slightly milder.

The sun was shining that day, and the river was sparkling.

Spots of light danced on the footsteps of everyone on the street, reflected in the clothes on the tire shell of the reflective aluminum alloy wheels of the bicycle.

Reflecting the dazzling sparkling light spots.

Bicycles pass through the streets and alleys, and the crisp car bells keep ringing.

Pedestrians are bustling, and the street is full of noise.

The breeze passed through the sleeves and necklines of the two rooms, puffing up the clothes, like clothes hanging on the roof to dry.

Sitting behind him, it was the first time for two people to get along intimately.

Ye Jingwei could even smell the wind passing through his clothes and hair, making him smell a little bit better.

It's a faint smell of marigold, no tobacco.

The wheels rolled over the uneven bricks and stones on the ground, and they were slightly bumpy, causing the black hair of the person to bounce lightly in the air.

The person in the back seat of the car was holding the puppy in the cardboard box and barking wildly, and wanted to hug the person in front of him.But he was afraid that if he hugged him, the man would brake suddenly and the two of them would fall off the car.

Hesitating, holding the dog box.

If I hold it down... I finally lowered my hand.

Jiang Chenchuan waited for a long time that day, but he didn't wait for that person to reach out and hug him.

During that walk through the streets and alleys, the rider once turned his head to look at Ye.

I saw him tilting his head up slightly, looking at the same lively street across the river bank.The eyes are thin dots of light, sprinkled in by the afterglow.

The setting sun hangs on the willow branches by the river, and the setting sun spreads little scales on the concave and convex stone slabs.

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