Ye Yuntian was dumbfounded.

He didn't put down the phone in disbelief until the automatic hang-up sound came from the receiver.

There are still endless question marks, big and small, in my mind, as if the screen is filled with barrage.

How could this be?

Why did Haisheng leave without saying a word?

He sat in the dark living room, racking his brains and trying to figure it out.

Is it too busy or something else?

And... What's the matter with the faint feeling of uneasiness emerging from the depths of the soul?

Ye Yuntian grabbed the phone beside him and dialed Cheng Haisheng's number again.

"Sorry, you dialed..."

This time, Ye Yuntian cut off the phone without waiting for the mechanical female voice to finish her sentence.

For the first time, I feel that this system prompt is so annoying.

An indescribable irritability surrounded Ye Yuntian, making him unable to calm down.

This is not right.

Ye Yuntian was shocked to realize that his state was very strange.

Ordinarily, it shouldn't be, Haisheng is very busy these days, and he left a message to tell him the ins and outs when he got to the destination, he shouldn't be so anxious.

Thinking of this, Ye Yuntian decided to take a bath to calm down.

After taking a shower, he turned on the floor lamp in the living room, turned on the TV, and made himself a cup of herbal calming tea.

After drinking a few sips of tea, the restless mood finally calmed down a bit.

Ye Yuntian opened WeChat and typed.

"Haisheng, I received your message. I didn't expect you to leave so soon. I was a little surprised. The conditions over there are harsh and the climate is dry. When filming, you must pay attention to your body and replenish water. When you have a signal, let me know. Call back."

24 hours a day, you can't stay in a place with no signal forever, right?

Ye Yuntian thought so.

……

Cheng Haisheng was mentally prepared for the difficult location conditions, but he never expected it to be this difficult.

The filming location of their crew was in the big desert of N province, and the place where they lived was the only village around the desert.

Due to the heavy wind and sand, this village cannot grow crops, cannot engage in tourism, and has a serious population loss.Not only are there no hotels, there are not even guest houses.

The crew rented the courtyards of several villagers who went out to work as dormitories, and invited a few aunts to cook for them.

Every day when I was filming, I turned my face to the yellow sand and my back to the sky, and I really did professional digging and eating of soil.

What I ate after the show was completely unappetizing, and I almost lived on convenience food.

Speaking of this, Cheng Haisheng would like to thank his brother.Fortunately, Wu Xun prepared a wide variety of convenience food for him, and even a lot of canned coffee, which really solved many problems.

However, the most terrible thing is not this, but the mobile phone signal problem.

Originally, Cheng Haisheng thought that the signal here was unstable and intermittent, but he never expected that there was no signal.

When the weather is good and the weather is good, standing on the highest small slope in the village, you can occasionally get a faint signal; if you are a little bit unlucky, your mobile phone can only be used as a watch and an alarm clock.

On the first night when Cheng Haisheng first arrived here, he stood on the small slope and left a message for Ye Yuntian.

Not only him, many people in the crew held their mobile phones and stood on the slope to leave messages to their family, loved ones and friends, as if they were performing some kind of large-scale mysterious ceremony. The scene was both sad and funny.

Cheng Haisheng was lucky, the WeChat message was successfully sent, but the last signal disappeared as soon as it was sent.

After the shock, he also accepted his fate.

This is the rhythm that even God wants him to disconnect from the outside world and calmly face his heart.

Then work hard.

But for several days in a row, no matter how sleepy or tired he was after the movie, he still didn't get rid of the habit of clicking on WeChat on his mobile phone before going to bed.

Since the last WeChat message before the disconnection was with Ye Yuntian, the dialog with him is at the top of the page.

"Haisheng, if you're doing physical training these days, remember to stretch your muscles to prevent injury."

This was posted by Ye Yuntian the night before Cheng Haisheng's departure.

This guy didn't even know that he was going to fly to N province the next day, thinking that he was still doing physical training before joining the group.

Cheng Haisheng couldn't help smiling when he looked at this WeChat message.

This person is really... really happy sometimes.

I wonder what Ye Yuntian is doing now?

If he can't be contacted, Ye Yuntian shouldn't be too anxious, right?After all, I told him the situation here.

Thinking wildly, Cheng Haisheng soon fell asleep.

……

Cheng Haisheng has not been contacted for five days.

Ye Yuntian was very anxious.

He felt that he was so anxious that he got a little angry.

He tried phone calls, WeChat, Weibo private messages, and even the most primitive text messages, but none of them worked.

He didn't believe that in today's technologically advanced world, there are still places where there is no signal all day long.

Until Ye Yuntian asked someone to check the filming location of the crew.

This village with a very tongue-in-cheek name is at the exit of the desert. Because of the terrain and magnetic field, the mobile phone signal is slightly equal to no.

A big stone fell to the ground in Ye Yuntian's heart - at least it wasn't that Cheng Haisheng deliberately avoided him and didn't contact him on purpose.

He made it clear that the crew's location shooting would end in early January, and then they would return to Yokozawa for in-studio shooting.

Then wait for Cheng Haisheng to come back with peace of mind.

When Haisheng comes back, the first thing to do is to make up for his birthday.

But Ye Yuntian still overestimated himself.

Within two days of An Xin, when he thought of not being able to contact Cheng Haisheng, he became anxious again.

This time the anxiety was violent, there was no reason, and it was completely out of control.

This anxiety seemed to spread to his limbs along the blood vessels, and finally gathered in his head, making him almost collapse.

Ye Yuntian has always been a very self-disciplined and self-reliant person, no matter what personal emotions he has, he will never bring them to work.

But this time, it seemed like he was infected with some deadly virus, and even his work was affected.

The filming of the documentary has entered|entered a critical moment, and Ye Yuntian happened to have a lot of scenes on this day.

Ye Yuntian's excellent lines are well-known in the industry, and when filming, they often pass one line.

But today, when he was playing with an actress, Ye Yuntian accidentally ate a screw once, and even said two wrong lines.

The documentary director saw some clues and decisively called a pause.

"Xiao Ye, take a break before shooting. I'm not in the right mood today, is there something wrong?" he asked.

Ye Yuntian blamed himself, "I'm sorry director, I will adjust my mood as soon as possible."

"Don't put too much pressure on yourself." The director patted him on the shoulder and comforted him: "As long as you are a person, you will make mistakes, which is quite normal. Your mistakes are nothing."

Ye Yuntian nodded, "Thank you director."

After drinking the iced Americano served by the assistant, and resting for another 10 minutes, Ye Yuntian finally forcibly suppressed the emotions that affected him.

Anyway, I can film normally.

It was already eleven o'clock in the evening after filming the scenes of the day.

Ye Yuntian sat in the car, pressing his temple with one hand, and dialed a phone skillfully with the other hand.

"Oh, it's our Movie Emperor Ye. Aren't you so busy recently? Why do you suddenly have time to contact me?" Yan Zicheng's slightly joking voice came from the receiver.

"Are you free now?" Ye Yuntian asked.

Yan Zicheng's tone immediately became serious, "Xiaotian, something happened to you, right? Where are you, I'll come out right away."

"I'm fine." Ye Yuntian lowered his voice, "If you are free, come to my house and chat with me."

"Okay." Yan Zicheng knew him well enough, not only agreed without saying a word, but also offered to say: "Then I'll bring some beer over."

……

After Ye Yuntian returned home, he quickly took a shower.

He felt that his brain was heavy today, and even his thinking system and language system had regressed.

Anxiety is like a spring, it bounces back after being forcibly pressed down by an external force, and the effect is even crazier.

so tired.

At such a moment, friends and alcohol are indispensable.

When it was almost twelve o'clock, Yan Zicheng arrived in a hurry.

"I'm freezing to death." As soon as he entered the door, he put a plastic bag of beer on the coffee table and took off his coat. "It just so happened that I ran out of beer in the refrigerator at home, so I had to go to a convenience store to buy alcohol in the strong wind."

"Drink some hot tea." Ye Yuntian pushed the tea in front of him.

Yan Zicheng glanced at the teacup in disgust, but forced to take a few sips due to the cold.

But what should be dissed after drinking is still to be dissed, "What kind of tea do you drink at a young age, why don't you go out."

Ye Yuntian glanced at him, "You playboy didn't become a monk, why should I become a monk?"

"Hey, you're back with your eloquent teeth?" Yan Zicheng teased cheerfully, "Your mournful face almost scared me the moment I entered the door."

"Forget it if you're scared to death." Ye Yuntian opened the plastic bag, took out two cans of beer from inside, and handed it to Yan Zicheng, "Every day, you're not in shape."

"Brother, what's your situation." Yan Zicheng opened the beer, and the steam that came out made him close his eyes unconsciously, "I usually let you accompany me, why is it the other way around today?"

"My heart is in a panic." Ye Yuntian took a sip of beer, "There are still some things I can't figure out."

"What's the matter?" Yan Zicheng put down his beer and asked seriously, "Who bullied you?"

Ye Yuntian waved his hand, "It's not about this."

"I'll just say it." Yan Zicheng heaved a sigh of relief, and leaned on the sofa coolly, "In this world, no one can bully you except your father."

Ye Yuntian didn't speak, just drank half a can of beer.

"Tell me, what's the matter? What made you feel so melancholy, old man." Yan Zicheng tore open the bag of potato chips, and threw a piece of potato chips into his mouth.

"Cheng Haisheng went to a remote area in the west to film." Ye Yuntian said.

Yan Zicheng nodded, disapproving, "I know, he left me a message, saying that there is no signal over there, and I will contact you when I get back."

"That's the point I can't figure out." Ye Yuntian frowned, "Accordingly, he has already told the situation, so why is he so anxious when I can't get in touch with him, and I feel like I'm not in a good mood."

Yan Zicheng didn't look surprised at all.

He put another piece of potato chips in his mouth and said with a smile: "It's too simple. Because you like people."

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