The actor is also chasing his wife today

After Lu Congjia returned to the hotel, he vomited in the dark, and Assistant Ai was so angry that he spun around in circles, and almost wanted to contact Guan Xiaoyun to let him fly to the rescue.

"It's nothing." Instead, Lu Congjia comforted, dumbfounded, "It's just a little physiological reaction."

Assistant Ai's expression turned into horror in an instant: "Teacher, are you pregnant?!"

Lu Congjia: 囧_囧

After vomiting, Lu Congjia no longer had migraines.He was resting on the sofa, and people could see it.

Part of the migraine is due to the physiological reaction driven by Guan Shu's almost affectionate eyes, and part is due to the physical discomfort caused by insomnia.

Under the puzzled eyes of Assistant Ai, Lu Congjia briefly explained the part of insomnia and supplementing sleep. He used to suffer from insomnia.Suddenly smelling the perfume to help sleep, the body is not used to it.

As for Guan Shu...he accepted it calmly.He really liked going through Guan Shu before, and occasionally his body would have some negative physiological reactions because of Guan Shu's "turning back", which he could understand.In his short twenties, he spent six years in liking Guan Shu, deeply rooted, and reconciliation is only possible through acknowledgment.Only after reconciliation can we let go completely.

Lu Congjia took a peaceful lunch break.

Lu Congjia's life is very simple, filming, studying scripts, and resting.Set aside eight hours each to fill his day.

Even the turning around and the appearance of Guan Shu couldn't occupy his mind more.

The thickness of the script is rapidly thinning, the internal contradictions of Xianzong, the internal contradictions of the Demon Cult, the origin of the Demon Cult, Yun Jian is in the process of avenging his friends and exploring the origin of the Demon Cult...

His expression was a little irritable, his expression was as sharp as a knife, and his figure was as tall and straight as a pine, which seemed to be Lu Congjia's new mask.Yunjian is a sharp person, completely opposite to him.

One time, during a filming break, Bai Qiyi put a stupid face and stuffed him a small note.

A line of words was written on the note: [The expression is a little calmer. 】

Lu Congjia was taken aback for a moment, pressed the center of his eyebrows, and asked with a low smile, "Who gave it to you?" He felt that the font looked familiar.

Bai Qiyi still said in a lazy tone, "I gave it."

"Don't make trouble, I'm asking seriously."

Lu Congjia has seen Bai Qiyi's handwriting, it's like a dog crawling.Bai Qiyi graduated from a junior college, and once wrote illiterate jokes about "watching her face and watching her face".

Bai Qiyi's face was filled with disgust of "You really got to the bottom of it", and thought for a while: "Yun Xiangzhuo gave it to you."

Lu Congjia: "...Forget it, I won't ask you."

Yun Xiangzhuo, his former teammate, has nothing to do with him now, except that he is Mr. Yuan's lover and is currently filming "Winter Night Warming Stove". "Winter Night Stove" seems to have copied his "Winter Sunshine", and he hasn't had time to look at the palette.

During the intermission, Lu Congjia's part in the next scene is only two sentences, and there are people coming and going, and there is a man in black and black hat huddled in the corner.Lu Congjia didn't pay attention, shook his head, and chatted with Bai Qiyi, "When will you wrap up? It's only two days."

Bai Qiyi shook her head and grinned: "The day after tomorrow, it's about these three days."

Lu Congjia nodded: "What are you going to do next?" He was a little worried about Bai Qiyi, and Dong Qin's manager was really... creepy.

Bai Qiyi tilted her head and thought for a while: "Participating in a variety show related to acting, there are also some commercial performances, and Dong Qin seems to want to insert me into a TV series as the male lead. That drama has already been approved by Yun Xiang." Zhuo made a decision, and I don't know what Dong Qin wants to do."

Lu Congjia almost wanted to be a hit, who wrote the script, so coincidental?

"Isn't that drama said to have a color palette, is it true or not?"

"I've seen it, and I think it's true, but 'I think' is nothing," Bai Qiyi spread her hands, "Dong Qin, you also know that You Qingli's master loves hype, where the smell of shit is heavy .”

Lu Congjia: "..." I was disgusted.

Bai Qiyi was also silent for a moment, the mask of laziness seemed to be completely removed, leaving only a slump that could no longer be concealed.He no longer has anything to do with the crew - the red envelopes for the finale had been distributed long ago, and he just came back temporarily to make up shots.

There was noise all around, but there was a different kind of silence between the two of them.Finally, Bai Qiyi broke through in a low voice: "I ask you a question, and you have to answer 'yes', okay?"

Lu Congjia subconsciously asked in a low voice: "What's the problem?"

Bai Qiyi chuckled, her voice was low and hoarse, as if the lingering smoke was curling up after a scream, "You use the perfume I endorse...does it mean something to me?"

Lu Congjia's mind went blank for a moment.What's the latest?The filming is very close, everyone please express your love in time and prepare for the next film?What an act to ask him to say "yes".

Bai Qiyi explained softly: "Look, I'm full of announcements, and I may not meet them in the future. Just say 'yes' and give me something to think about."

Lu Congjia looked at Bai Qiyi quietly.His eyes are high, a little cynical, a little tired.There is also the exhaustion of being manipulated into a puppet by the agent.If you look closely, you can see a faint grayish gray...and even some undereye lines.

The first time they met was at the airport, Lu Congjia had only one assistant beside her, while Bai Qiyi was surrounded by dozens of people, and outside the aisle were swarming and screaming fans.Those who are not famous are hidden in the mediocre crowd, and the aura of fame shines brightly, and their faces cannot be seen clearly.

But standing face to face now, they are just floating in the entertainment industry... Maybe they can be called actors.

"Sorry." Lu Congjia remained expressionless, "I can't read it to you—to be honest, if you are so entangled, I suggest you terminate the contract."

Bai Qiyi's face turned ferocious for a moment: "I told him that he and I—" His face turned blue and red, and he quickly disappeared, his lips were tightly pursed, and his eyes were dark.

Lu Congjia sighed softly, "Is the note from Guan Shu?"

The topic jumped too fast, Bai Qiyi didn't react immediately.

"Yes……"

Lu Congjia thought, that's great.

He laughed out loud, as if feeling absurd.Then he restrained his expression, and patted Bai Qiyi's shoulder as if to comfort her.

"What you should be struggling with now is not a relationship issue, but a survival issue. You have to understand this."

Bai Qiyi finally left silently, without an assistant by her side.The back is a little lonely.

Lu Congjia sighed softly, and took a note that the director casually handed over.

It was still a line of flamboyant and phoenix dancing: [Clean up your mood, read the script, and prepare for the next scene. 】

Lu Congjia crumpled the note into a ball and threw it into the trash can - he missed it, picked up the ball of paper and threw it into the trash can.

Look, Guan Shu is still thinking about it for him, whether he still needs it or not.

Lu Congjia dug out the script, and put aside all kinds of thoughts such as "Guan Shu", "Nian Xiang" and "Bai Qiyi".

Filming comes first.

It is said that people with a lot of thoughts are prone to dream.When Lu Congjia saw Guan Shu during the day, he thought about some of the past, and at night he couldn't stop dreaming about the past.

In the past, Guan Shu gave him many thoughts:

Demonstrate the courses of the acting department to him hand in hand, ask the assistant to take him to report to school, personally send him to the shooting scene of the talent show variety show, and always meet him afterwards.In the entertainment industry where everyone is a busy person, it is not easy to meet each other once a month.But he can see Guan Shu almost once a week... If this is fate, it must be a godsend.

I liked it for six years, and in the first three years, Lu Congjia felt wrapped in marshmallows, and signed a marriage contract that humiliated the country and humiliated her power.

In the next three years, he thought about it countless times.

He should be special, otherwise, why would Guan Shu only ask him to sign a marriage contract?

Then, after three years of cooling off, Lu Congjia finally broke free from his fantasy.

Guan Shu may have had a crush on him in the first three years, but he didn't have a clear crush on him, and it would fade over time, so that when he woke up, he would think that he had acted a full-length solo show.

But after all, there was a lot of sugar in the first three years.Lu Congjia hugged them in his dream, watching those fragments of memories relived in his mind, and then plunged into the reincarnation pool.

——It’s all in the past.

Lu Congjia fell into a deep sleep.The lingering scene in the dream will be thrown into the subconscious with several rounds of deep sleep, and there will be no day to uncover it.

In contrast, Guan Shu's dream was hundreds of times more intense.

In the dream, Lu Congjia sat on the sofa in his villa obediently, with a soft expression on his face, as if he was just an ordinary college student——

The air is silently filled with a rich smell of rum, wrapped in lavender, which makes people dreamy and dizzy.

The surrounding light gradually dimmed, only Lu Congjia's smiling eyes contained just the right amount of water, leading him forward.

The atmosphere was just right.

No misunderstanding, no need to hesitate, he stepped forward, intending to trap Lu Congjia in his arms——

A ball of paper hit him.

Another ball of paper hit the tip of his nose.

Another ball of paper flew sharply and hit his forehead, another dizziness hit his brain.

The balls of paper didn't stop, they hit him one after another like a machine gun, and he was quickly overwhelmed by the balls of paper, at a loss for what to do.

In his fuss, he unwrapped a ball of paper (he didn't know why he unwrapped it in his dream), and it was written in regular script on the top:

[Restrain a little, you will only scare Lu Congjia away. 】

The next moment, Guan Shu was submerged by a mountain of paper balls.It was dark all around, and he heard Lu Congjia's aggrieved voice sounded together with the rustling of paper balls.

"I won't be scared away. You know from Manager You that I've loved you for six years. I was just ruthless by Lin Yaojiu and You Qing."

There were also countless balls of paper thrown at him, forming a mountain of paper as high as a person.Guan Shu struggled hard, listening to the sharpened and thinned voice slowly blowing in his ear.

"What you have to do is simple."

"—coax him with money. You own 49% of Guanshi Group's shares, and you don't need money. Women want cosmetics, and men also want cosmetics. Women want bags, and men want shoes. Canary always feels insecure, Can give a few more houses, a few cars."

"Be romantic and sincere. You can spend money to buy a truckload of roses, spend money to have someone arrange it, and then spend money to buy a DR diamond ring that symbolizes a lifetime of a couple. Who wouldn't like this?"

"If you want to be vain and show off, spend your wallet to buy a villa, hold banquets, hold parties, let everyone you know come to attend, show off in front of everyone the French red wine you spent millions of dollars on, and your lover with red wine. How good? Most people don't even need red wine, just a normal queue to get restless..."

The balls of paper suddenly disappeared, and the villa changed its style, showing it in front of him at a glance.He was a little shorter, and watched——

The dimly lit living room, the ambiguous tone of red wine spilled on the floor, flesh-colored piles, piles, scattered all over the living room of the villa, the beginning and the end cannot be distinguished, and there are not many people.The other rooms on the first floor were open, and he couldn't see them, and he wasn't interested in knowing how many people were inside.

The sound in the ear changed from the rustling of paper balls to a shallow, decadent sound.His father dragged a man with a charming smile into the bathroom, while his biological mother was at the foot of the stairs opposite, with her flushed face upturned, meeting his eyes.

The hissing sound, which was almost snake language, continued intermittently from the mother's mouth.

"—Don't believe in love, it's all an illusion."

"—Only a moment of euphoria ever existed. The rest was just deception."

Guan Shu had heard it so many times in his dreams that he could already memorize it.

But he still opened his bloodshot eyes, turned over and got out of bed suddenly, before the light could be turned on, he scrambled towards the sink.Stomach churns, he vomits like crazy.At the end of vomiting, he looked in the mirror, and the self in the mirror was bloodshot and terrifying.

Is it one in the morning, or two in the morning?Guan Shu washed his face clean, and was a little dazed, half asleep.

Go to sleep, I have to film tomorrow.Reason told him that he should spray a little lavender perfume and let his body fall asleep.Eyes should not be red, as it will affect the shooting effect.

But no, it can't be done.

The soothing aroma of lavender diffuses silently, like Lu Congjia's gentle and calm smile.After a flash of thought, he cast his cold and undisguised eyes on him——

"What does it have to do with me?"

Guan Shu felt pain in his temple.Lack of sleep and too much thought made his face almost hideous.But that discomfort was overwhelmed by a great, unrelieved grief.

All this was experienced by Lu Congjia, and he should have understood it long ago.He feels it now.

He also knew that he would not be able to sleep at all tonight.He has suffered from insomnia for nearly ten years, and has found hundreds of methods to treat insomnia.The lavender perfume was originally useful, but after he recommended it to Lu Congjia, he couldn't use it himself.

A set of plain black clothes and trousers were hung on the hanger at the entrance of the room, and a black-brimmed hat hung on the top. At first glance, it seemed that there was a guard standing at the door.

The guard watched quietly.