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Shen Ge knew more about Ling Jiale's illness than he said, and knew more than Ling Jiale himself.He just didn't want Ling Jiale to feel that he was monitoring and controlling him, so that everything he said and did would be normal and natural.

Once Ling Jiale started to eat, she had signs of losing control.Shen Ge had anticipated this situation a long time ago, and specially bought a small-capacity pot. When Ling Jiale ate faster and faster, he also ate faster and faster.

Ling Jiale wolfed down the porridge in her bowl, and then raised her head, only to find that the pot was empty.

Shen Ge pushed the egg custard at the bottom of his bowl in front of him, Ling Jiale scoured both bowls embarrassingly, and then Shen Ge dragged him to do other things to distract him.

Usually after a while after eating, Ling Jiale will feel his stomach bloated, at this time he will regret eating too much just now, and even feel guilty.

He asked Shen Ge for the mirror, but Shen Ge lied without changing his face: "I lost it."

Ling Jiale hesitated, he was eager to know what he looked like at this time, and he didn't want Shen Ge to see his body.

He touched his stomach through his clothes, felt his stomach bulge slightly, and became more and more anxious.I ate too much just now, and my stomach is bulging. All the hard work I put in to lose weight will come to naught.

Shen Ge pretended not to see his anxiety, and asked him, "Do you want to look in the mirror?"

Ling Jiale nodded hesitantly.

Shen Ge leaned forward, bent slightly, so that the eyes of the two were parallel, "Do you think my eyes can be used as a mirror?"

Ling Jiale saw herself in his deep and gentle eyes, the anxiety that had been locked in her heart gradually dissipated, and smiled softly in Shen Ge's eyes.

He lifted up his shirt with some low self-esteem, "Did I eat my stomach?" Then he touched his ribs, and critically counted his shortcomings: "I lost weight a little while ago, and my ribs seemed too obvious. A drum looks so deformed. When I lose weight, I tend to rebound very easily. I really hate it... When I lost weight, my face didn't change much, but after rebounding, my face will get fatter first. Jiang Lu can't gain back weight now..." He He kept staring at Shen Ge's face, as long as there was even the slightest bit of disgust in Shen Ge's eyes, he might collapse immediately.

Shen Ge personally proved to Ling Jiale that no matter how fat or thin his body is, his body will always have extraordinary attractiveness, at least for him Shen Ge—and this is enough for Ling Jiale.

On the second night, Ling Jiale made a bowl of steamed eggs with shrimps alone as an apology to Xiao Li, which made Xiao Li very flattered. Later, seeing that he did not need to be urged or coaxed to eat, and he did not feel uncomfortable and vomit after eating, he even cried with joy.He couldn't help asking Shen Ge: "Brother, what kind of magic did you cast on him? It is more effective than the medicine prescribed by the doctor."

Shen Ge was also a little excited. What made him happy was not that Ling Jiale was willing to open his mouth to eat, but that he could control himself when eating, chew slowly, and put down his chopsticks when he was half full.

It is an indescribable sense of peace and fulfillment.

He pointed to a dish he and Ling Jiale made together, and said solemnly: "Because I put a special seasoning in it."

He doesn't often joke in front of others, so Xiao Li didn't see the narrowness in his eyes at all, and asked very cooperatively: "What seasoning?"

Shen Ge showed his acting skills, acting inscrutable, "Secret."

Seeing Ling Jiale pursing his lips and snickering, Xiao Li asked him instead, "What kind of seasoning is it?"

Ling Jiale had already understood what Shen Ge meant, and smiled at him, and gave Xiao Li a knowing blow: "——Love."

With the magic power of love, Shen Ge successfully dismantled the heavy bomb buried in Ling Jiale's body in two days.

They then returned to the set, only splitting the filming in two locations.Shen Ge followed Wang Xu to film the tragic scene after Zhang Song and his family came out, while Ling Jiale followed the assistant director to film the rival scene with Liang Yong.

Ling Jiale's state at this time is just right for shooting Jiang Lu at this time.

Jiang Lu couldn't wait for Zhang Song's call, so he was disheartened.He ate a bowl of half-cold instant noodles and took another shower. His cheeks were still thin, but he had lost some haggardness and regained some of his complexion.

He packed up a few of his own things and kept all that Zhang Song bought for him.He was carrying a schoolbag and a woven bag, walked out of the room, and dropped the key into the mailbox.

He walked out of this small building full of creepers, and returned to the original walk alone.

He met Liang Yong on the side of the road.Liang Yong was still driving his Audi 100, lowered the window and asked him, "Xiaolu, where are you going? Shall I take you for a ride?"

Jiang Lu hesitated for a while, Liang Yong had already got out of the car and opened the trunk.

Jiang Lu showed self-abandonment and helplessness on his face, and when Liang Yong stepped forward to grab his woven bag, he obediently let go.

He wanted to be the back seat at first, but Liang Yong was one step ahead of him and opened the passenger door for him. Jiang Lu had no choice but to sit in.

Liang Yong asked him seemingly unintentionally while driving: "Did you quarrel?"

Jiang Lu lowered his head and said nothing, holding his schoolbag in his arms.

Liang Yong glanced at him quickly, and said with emotion in a vicissitudes of life: "Oh, I want to open up a little bit, it is rare in our circle that you two can be steady for more than a year. I think Zhang Song is not bad. , I’m also sincere to you, maybe it’s just that after a long time, it’s a bit—” He dragged his voice, as if looking for the word, and then patted the steering wheel artificially, “Oh yes! ‘One Year Itch’ !"

He turned his head to look at Jiang Lu, "Have you heard that saying? Others, it's the 'seven-year itch', and people like us, it's the 'one-year itch'."

Liang Yong's gaze swept across his hands holding the strap of his schoolbag, those joints were turning white due to the exertion.

He suddenly changed into a deep tone, quite earnestly: "Zhang Song's condition is rare in our circle. It's really not good for him to do so, but—"

Jiang Lu interrupted him: "What did he do?"

Liang Yong showed hypocritical annoyance on his face: "You think I'm meddling, don't you?"

Jiang Lu raised his voice: "What did he do? What do you know?"

Liang Yong glanced at him hesitantly, and parked the car on the side of the road: "Xiaolu, I didn't inquire about it on purpose, but it spread in the circle, saying that you forced Zhang Song to come out with his family, but he didn't want to, so he followed him every day." His group of friends hang out outside and don't go home..."

Jiang Lu raised his head in despair, frowning restrainedly between his brows, but tears flowed from the corners of his tightly closed eyes, sliding down the smooth lines of his cheeks.

Liang Yong put one arm on the steering wheel and turned completely sideways to face Jiang Lu.He was completely fascinated by Jiang Lu's demeanor, and after looking at it for a long time, he asked very gently, "Xiao Lu, why haven't you visited me for so long?"

why?Because Zhang Song always felt that Liang Yong had plans for Jiang Lu, he refused to let him go.

Liang Yong looked at Jiang Lu's heartbroken look, and suddenly held his hand.Jiang Lu froze suddenly, quickly pulled his hand out of his hand, and looked at him in shock and panic.

Liang Yong immediately understood that it was not enough time, "Actually...Xiaolu, let me tell you the truth, I was worried about you after hearing about it, so I came here to see you. I won't hide it from you, since I saw you for the first time I fell in love with you immediately, and I have been waiting for you to break up with Zhang Song for more than a year."

When he heard the word "break up", Jiang Lu shivered.

"I've moved to a new place. It's a little smaller than the old one, but the floor is better and it's comfortable to dance to. I'm having a dance tonight—"

Jiang Lu hurriedly refused, "I'm not going, I haven't danced for a long time." He turned to open the door, Liang Yong leaned over, fully covered him, and took his hand to close the door.

From his other hand, it could be seen that he wanted to do something more extreme, but after sensing Jiang Lu's resistance, he changed his mind temporarily, patted Jiang Lu on the shoulder reassuringly, and sat back in the driving seat.

He said in a soft voice: "Xiaolu, don't hide from me, I won't do anything to you. I can wait for you for more than a year, and I can wait for you for more than two years... I just think, you jump It’s so good, it’s a pity not to go to the dance anymore—besides, you guys had a fight, and Zhang Song can drink all night outside, why can’t you go to the dance?”

Jiang Lu was silent for a long time, then slowly turned his head.

The car started and turned around at the intersection.

Jiang Lu followed Liang Yong to his "new place", which was a small detached villa in the suburbs, surrounded by villas, most of which hadn't been renovated, and there were no people living in them.

Liang Yong pointed to those houses while driving and said: "These are houses bought by rich people. They are not for living, but for making money. I heard from my father that the country will soon carry out housing reform. The news Well-informed people started hoarding commercial houses, so I asked my dad to buy one for me."

He glanced at Jiang Lu and saw that he had no special reaction, so he stepped up his fire: "Have you bought a house with Zhang Song?"

When Zhang Song was mentioned, Jiang Lu's dazed eyes began to move a little bit. There was bitterness, sadness, and pain after the past promises were abandoned.

Liang Yong didn't seem to see his face, and said jokingly: "Xiaolu, I'll give you a house, it's close to your school."

Jiang Lu's eyebrows moved slightly, and he turned to look out the window.

Liang Yong turned his head to look at him, this time he looked at Jiang Lu for a little longer.It has to be said that Liang Yong was impatient for his lack of oil and salt, but he inevitably liked him a little more.

After taking the shot in the car, Ling Jiale raised his hand and pulled the rearview mirror, so that the rearview mirror faced his face, and fiddled with his hair through the small curtain mirror, and from the corner of his eye, he found that Su Xin was staring at him intently.

He wasn't the numb Jiang Lu, he immediately felt uncomfortable, opened the door and got out of the car.

The assistant director was very happy. At the beginning, when the director said that he would entrust this scene to him, he was still not confident, but he did not expect the filming to go so smoothly.

Ling Jiale played Jiang Lu well, and the whole crew knew this for a long time, so it wouldn't surprise anyone.The assistant director was pleasantly surprised by Su Xin. A model who hadn't acted in a few scenes could actually play such a secretive second-generation official with great proficiency. It's really impressive his acting talent.

On the side of Wang Xu and Shen Ge, the scene of "Zhang Song coming out of the closet" also came to an end.

During the break, Wang Xu received news from the assistant director that Ling Jiale had doubts about Jiang Lu, and it seemed that he couldn't continue filming.

Everyone knows that Wang Xu is the kind of director who "doesn't allow me to change a word of my script". His dictatorship and paranoia have long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. When the assistant director said these words to him, he was terrified.

"Ja Le said...you told him that an actor must have a sense of faith and be convinced of everything about the character. He said...he can't believe what Jiang Lu is doing now, and he can't understand Jiang Lu's thoughts. He said... If it was him, he would never—”

Wang Xu interrupted him, "That's enough." He looked in Shen Ge's direction, the young man, a tall man of more than 1.8 meters, was nestled on a folding chair, with his back bent and his face buried in his hands.

"The emotions on Zhang Song's side are already in place, you come over to replace me. I'll be in charge of Jiang Lu."