The whole Internet is black, I was chased and killed by my ex

The shooting in the snow was done once.

During the official filming, Yang Yan broke out again, still falling to the snow and shedding a few tears.

Director Liu thought for a moment about the development beyond the script, then asked Lin Siji for his opinion, and finally decided to keep this one, and give this scene a close-up of the characters.

There was nothing wrong with the shooting in the afternoon, but because there was so much work to be done, it was finally delayed until eight or nine o'clock in the evening.

Yang Yan returned to the hotel exhausted and threw himself on the sofa.

He fell headlong on the ice sheet like a penguin who gave up on himself, with no tendency to get up at all.

When Yang Yan let himself go, the phone vibrated twice.

Yang Yan didn't respond. Ten minutes later, he reluctantly took out the phone from his pocket.

A message came from Wu Zai.

Wu Zai【The hotel brewed ginger tea, Brother Yang, you have caught a cold today, you can go and ask for a cup to drive away the cold】

too lazy to go.

Yang Yan turned over, not even willing to type, and directly exited the chat box.

The other one is unread mail.

The person who received the message was Yang Yan's private mailbox, which is usually used to receive and send homework in college.

After debuting, the mailbox was abandoned, and only occasionally spam messages were sent in.

The last time I got an email was...

Yang Yan clicked on the email, looked up at the sender...

He suddenly got up from the sofa, and his lazy expression was swept away.

Yang Yan stared at the sender's email address.

This is not the first time the other party sent him a message. Last time, it also appeared without warning, threatening Yang Yan with "campus violence" to quit the filming of "Double-Faced Life".

Yang Yan opened the email with a sullen face.

[The useless trash should be banned.Issue a statement before [-]:[-] a.m. this Saturday to withdraw from the filming of "Double-Faced Life", otherwise you will implicate the entire crew. 】

This email has no attachments.

Yang Yan sneered, maybe it wasn't because the clarification was too fast last time, so this time he simply didn't give the preparation direction for the clarification.

He took a screenshot of the email and sent it to Wu Zai.

Waited 3 minutes, no response.

Wu Zai has always kept his mobile phone close to his hand, so he probably went to take a shower after not returning it for so long.

Yang Yan didn't intend to wait, let alone sit still.

He remembered the conversation with Lin Siji before, and felt that he had the responsibility to tell Lin Siji about this matter.

He rummaged through the "L" side of the address book for a while, and suddenly came to his senses.

He had already deleted Lin Siji.

Before, when we broke up.

I didn't add it back after the cooperation...

Yang Yan held the mobile phone, thinking with downcast eyes.

Five minutes passed, and Wu Zai still hasn't returned.

Yang Yan made up his mind, he got up, picked up the room card from the table, and left the room.

After experiencing a life-and-death struggle of "knocking or not knocking" in his heart, Yang Yan gritted his teeth and raised his hand fiercely—knocking on the door lightly.

The door opened, and warm air gushed out.

Lin Siji's hair was wet, he must have just taken a shower, he didn't wear glasses, the bath towel was hanging around his neck, and the smell of lemongrass was strong.He was dressed in a white T-shirt, which made him suddenly look a few years younger, and looked like a college student who hadn't graduated.

Lin Siji sneezed due to the cold wind, and said in a muffled voice, "Good evening."

"Good evening..." Yang Yan replied mechanically, and suddenly reacted, and said in shock, "What's wrong with your voice."

Lin Siji's voice was already on the low side, but the sentence just now was a little deeper than usual, with a thick nasal sound.

Yang Yan looked up at him, only to find that the tip of his nose was abnormally red, his eyes were a little tired, and his complexion was very ugly, as if he was sick.

Sure enough, Lin Siji rubbed his nose: "I have a cold."

Some pictures flashed in Yang Yan's mind, he thought of the heating that Wu Zai carried over during the day, and thought of Lin Siji accompanying him to blow the cold wind for a long time in the unsheltered wasteland...

Yang Yan was annoyed.

He thought, why didn't he think about it, Lin Siji had a body that was easy to catch cold when he was in college...

Lin Siji lowered his head, and the emotions of the people in front of him were visibly depressed, and the hair on the top of his head, which had always been free, was downcast against his head, listless and listless.

It is estimated that it is self-blame.

Lin Siji smiled inwardly, and intentionally changed the subject: "Do you need me? Why don't you come in and say, it's windy at the door and it's a bit cold."

His nasal voice was too strong, and even his words were tuned, which sounded sticky and pitiful.

So Yang Yan felt even more guilty, why did he have the nerve to bother people with the email.

He shook his head like a rattle and denied: "It's okay, it's just that Wu Zai took a heater from you in the morning, and I'm here to thank you..."

Yang Yan suddenly lost consciousness and stopped talking.

People caught a cold because they gave you the heater, so which pot do you not turn on and which pot to carry?

Talk with some brains.

Yang Yan's scalp was numb, and he was extremely embarrassed. He wished he could go back to two seconds ago and take back his thoughtless speech.

Fortunately, Lin Siji didn't mind much: "It's fine, just get used to it."

The victim's indifference made Yang Yan, the perpetrator, even more ashamed. He said, "Do you want cold medicine, Yang Miao...you remember her...it's my sister, don't worry...give me a bag A big box of medicine, there should be something to cure a cold..."

He spoke incoherently, and everyone seemed to be in a state of panic.

Lin Siji said gently: "No need, I've taken the medicine, and I'll be fine once I wake up from sleep."

Rejected by Lin Siji, Yang Yan returned to the room dejectedly.

He sat down on the sofa in a daze, thinking of Lin Siji who was full of sleepiness and exhaustion, his conscience was disturbed.

The phone kept vibrating, Wu Zai took a shower, and was scolding the person who sent the email threat in the chat box.

He seemed to be planning to show Yang Yan his vast and boundless lexicon of swear words, swiping the screen without repeating swearing methods that he had never seen before, and his unread messages rushed to 99+ in just a few minutes.

Wu Zai [I'm a fucking idiot, I hide in the corner timidly and put a cold gun on you]

Wu Zai [That unlucky thing can't be seen as a mother, right? It's born once and acquainted the second time. It's just staring at you and pulling your hair out]

Wu Zai [Damn it, don't let me catch this bastard, I will flood his ancestral grave with a lawyer's letter]

Wu Zai【******】

Yang Yan looked at the tumbling messages, and thought about typing the next sentence.

Yang Yan [Then what. 】

Wu Zai [Brother, you are online, don't panic, the company will take care of it, you can play your role with peace of mind, and leave the rest to me]

Yang Yan【Can I ask a question】

Wu Zai [ask!Can ask! 】

Yang Yan【How to get ginger tea】

Wu Zai […]

Although Wu Zai was in a very excited state of mind, he still answered Yang Yan's question sternly.

Considering the safety and privacy of the crew, except for special circumstances, waiters are generally prohibited from coming to the crew floors.So if you want ginger tea, you have to go to the restaurant on the second floor to get it.It's too late now, the door of the restaurant is locked, enter from the side door, just now Xiao Li from the clothing team came back to say that there are too many people, and the cups and bowls are temporarily insufficient, it is best to bring your own...

Yang Yan [OK]

Wu Zai [How about I go down and get it, Brother Yang, just wait in your room]

Yang Yan【No】

Five minutes later, Yang Yan knocked on the door of Lin Siji's room again holding the pink cat's claw cup filled to the brim.

Lin Siji's hair was half wet, and the heating in the room was turned on even more.

"I thought it was Lao Liu who came to talk about the script, but it turned out to be you again." Lin Siji was a little surprised, he rubbed his temples, raised his chin, and motioned for the cup, "This is it?"

"Ginger tea." Yang Yan said, "It keeps the cold out."

"Oh." Lin Siji nodded and smiled, "I'm here to give you warmth...Thank you."

He stretched out his hand, and Yang Yan handed over the cup.

During the handover, the fingers accidentally touched each other.

Lin Siji's hands were not as warm as in the past, but with a hint of coolness, touching Yang Yan's mind.

People with a cold will have cold hands and feet.

Yang Yan thought.

Would it be better after drinking ginger tea?

Lin Siji lowered his head, met the pink cat on the cup, and burst out laughing.

"Isn't this what I gave you yesterday?"

Yang Yan's heart moved, and he said, "No, it was given by Director Liu."

Lin Siji was taken aback for a moment, then smiled:

"Yes, Director Liu gave it."

His complexion was really ugly, the redness at the tip of his nose spread across his face, and his whole body revealed a weak atmosphere.

Yang Yan frowned slightly, and asked, "Are you like this...do you still have to work later?"

Lin Siji was taken aback for a moment: "Huh?"

"Didn't you say Director Liu will come later?"

"No." Lin Siji came to his senses, "He said he wanted to exchange the script with me, but he didn't set a time, tonight or tomorrow..."

"Let's talk about it tomorrow." Yang Yan interrupted.

"Huh?" Lin Siji raised his eyebrows.

"No..." Yang Yan suddenly realized that he was presumptuous, and added an explanation, "Isn't it uncomfortable now?"

Seeing Yang Yan lowering his head and humming to explain, even though Lin Siji was very tired, he still felt a little teasing in his heart.

So he deliberately raised the bar: "Tomorrow may also be uncomfortable."

Yang Yan said: "Take medicine and drink ginger tea and you will feel better tomorrow..."

Lin Siji said: "I don't want to drink, it's spicy."

Yang Yan: ...

Yang Yan: "Not spicy."

Lin Siji smiled: "How do you know it's not spicy if you haven't drunk it?"

Yang Yan: "Drink it."

Lin Siji: "Really, I don't believe it."

Yang Yan: ...

Yang Yan looked at Lin Siji silently.

Seeing that his face was expressionless, Lin Siji thought he should accept it as soon as he saw it, and don't make him angry.

Although it should be quite cute with fried hair.

Lin Siji smiled lowly, and was about to talk about this topic, but Yang Yan moved first.

He leaned forward suddenly, put his hand on Lin Siji's hand holding the cup, and with a little force, made the cup tilt to his side.

The shattered hair on his forehead brushed against Lin Siji's fingers, and the skin itched it touched.

Yang Yan lowered his head, grabbed the cup, and took a quick sip of ginger tea.

His movements were too fast, Lin Siji lowered his head, and only had time to catch Danfeng's eye tails which were dyed red by the heat.

Yang Yan swallowed the ginger tea and looked up.

His expression froze for a moment, his lips were rosy from the stimulation of ginger or the heat, his brows were furrowed, and his face wrinkled bitterly, but he still stubbornly said:

"not spicy."

No matter how you look at it, it looks spicy.

Lin Siji couldn't help but laugh.

Yang Yan was still leaning in front of the cup, as if he had been fooled and doubted his life.He leaned over, his lips parted slightly because of the spicy feeling, and the hot air he exhaled hit the back of Lin Siji's hand.

The palm is the heat of the cup, and the back of the hand is the hot breath.

For a while, Lin Siji couldn't tell which side had the higher temperature.

His Adam's apple rolled down, and the pain in his dry throat was sharp.

A few seconds later, Lin Siji stretched out his free hand, gently pressed Yang Yan's jaw, and pushed him back to a safe distance.

"Okay, it's not spicy." Lin Siji said gently, "I'll drink it, good night."

"……Good night."

When Yang Yan returned to the room, the half of her cheek that was touched was still hot.

But it was obvious that Lin Siji's hands were cold.

Yang Yan sat down on the sofa, the belated shame made him feel like he was sitting on pins and needles.

After a long silence, he came to a conclusion sullenly.

It's all ginger tea's fault.

The ginger tea is so spicy that it makes people lose their minds.

……

I don't want to see Jiang Cha again in this life.

Yang Yan was driving ginger tea to conclude the criticism meeting, when the door suddenly rang.

He walked over to open it, and Wu Zai appeared at the door with a big and bright face.

He yelled loudly:

"Brother Yang, you haven't gone down to get ginger tea yet. I guess you've been procrastinating so much that you know you haven't gone yet...so I'll run for you first, look!"

Wu Zai took out a lunch box as if by magic, and held it in front of Yang Yan like offering a treasure.

A box full of ginger tea.

Yang Yan: ...

Wu Zai blinked his eyes, expecting the praise.

"boom!"

He was answered with an annoyed slamming of the door.