[Brother War] On the heroine's self-cultivation

What is it like to be in love?

The events of the previous life are as far away as the moon in the mirror and the flowers in the water. The most recent one is Masahiro Fukuyama, who can be regarded as the first love in this life-although this short-term relationship only proves that even the first love has no good results. this truth.

When I was with Masamu Fukuyama, my mood was quite clear, and it can be summed up in four simple and straightforward words - ready to move.There is no way, the man is too high-quality, and she is not too pure. The first thing I felt was the mutual attraction of hormones. Although they are also very compatible in spirit, they are very happy and carefree when chatting, but they have no desire to communicate with him. I was secretly thinking about when I could push it down.

Probably everything is too natural, and both of them are transparent and smooth people, neither of them likes to make troubles, so they entered the old couple mode in advance.

Without the kind of enthusiasm that extinguishes everything, you can naturally preserve your sanity, so breaking up can be done quickly, without any muddle.

If being with Masamu Fukuyama is like listening to a sleeping serenade, which is calm and comfortable but easy to ignore, being with Light is like listening to a variation with changing fingerings. I don’t know when a dissonant chord will pop up to change the whole The style of the piece, he seems to be forcing you with a tyrannical and powerful attitude, you must listen carefully to every note, grasp every change, and follow his rhythm without hesitation, otherwise you will lose the initiative and fall completely In his control.

Ema knows that she is a very rational person. As early as more than ten years ago, she had already planned her life very clearly. With Kazuya Uehara, a think tank with super deployment ability, what she has to do seems to be Step by step, step by step towards the end point that has already been determined.

But the appearance of the light forcefully aroused her passion and vitality that had been suppressed to the point of dying, and easily dismantled the layers of armor she had armed herself with, making her see clearly as if she had just woken up from a big dream. At the beginning of my memory is vague, that lively appearance.

She used to feel that she and Masahiro Fukuyama were the same kind of people with similar attributes, but now she realized that what she and Masao Fukuyama resembled was only a smooth surface after honing, which could reflect each other's appearance, but could not reflect her own heart.But she and Guang are essentially the same.

She doesn't quite know whether this resemblance is good or bad. After experiencing confrontation and Mingjin's retreat, they have been testing each other until now. They all know that the edges and corners of each other are so similar and sharp. If one is not careful, it will sting each other and hurt themselves.

Such a relationship is as dangerous as walking a tightrope on a cliff. Every nerve must be tightened and every step carefully taken, so as not to lead both of them into the abyss.

This kind of tension and excitement strangely gave Ema a sense of excitement of great anticipation, like a soldier who is about to go to war, knowing that he is likely to die on the battlefield, but still longing for victory.

Moreover, no matter what the future holds, at least for now, she can involuntarily smile every time she looks up into his eyes. This feeling, regardless of whether she is in love or not, can make her stick to her decision without regret.

"You really don't regret it?" Yong Yuanhui also persevered in his splitting behavior, "How can a man be indifferent when he sees his girlfriend working so hard? This kind of cold-blooded and ruthless man should be kicked. "

Ema couldn't help crying and laughing from the beginning, but now she can only sigh helplessly, "You have said No.30 eight times, Yongyuan." She rejoiced for the child in her heart, fortunately, the light was far away, otherwise she would have heard you say this In other words, it’s okay to kill you every minute without panting.Life is not easy, Yongyuanhui, just say it and be careful.

Yong Yuanhui didn't know how he was trying to die, and still muttered in a low voice: "If it were my girlfriend, I wouldn't want her to be like this."

Ema couldn't help but took out the makeup mirror and looked at herself, but after one glance, she closed the mirror expressionlessly.

Now she has been walking on National Highway 318 for ten days. Although it is not as complete as in the script, she has not relaxed much. At most, she has water to drink and food to eat. She does not really need to rely on entertainers and kind people like the script. gifted.It's just that the regulations were made at the very beginning, and the daily water and food are rationed. This ration means that although you can't be hungry, you can't eat enough.

And the food level of the crew is obviously higher than the two of them. When they are not full, they have to watch others eat food that is much better than their own bowls. When they are tired like dogs, they watch others sit in the car and blow the air conditioner. , Wipe your body with a towel little by little and watch others come out of the bathroom with a relaxed face. This kind of contrast is really like a life and death torment.

In the past ten days, her boots have worn down the heels, even cracked and degummed, and they were about to separate. It was Yong Yuanhui who untied the lanyard on the camera and let her tie the shoes firmly again—this also became the director's eyes. A brilliant scene.Naturally, a lot of blisters appeared on the soles of the feet. The first few days were broken and the medicine was applied every night, and they would swell again the next day. The pain made her have to stand on tiptoe when walking, but now she is getting used to it.

The hair was not washed or combed, so it was simply coiled up and tied with a hair rope. The face that had not been wet for a long time was covered with dust, and the lips were dry and cracked in the dry air, completely losing all color, and the cheeks were slightly sunken, looking vicissitudes of life And tired.

Although Ema has always said that she is a powerful person and doesn't need to look at her face, she can't help but feel a little sad when she sees her appearance in the mirror-Nimma, if there is any woman who doesn't care about her face, then she... .. Definitely no boyfriend!

Ema looked in the direction of the light again, and met Shangguang's eyes as always. Before, she found that he had been looking at her and felt a little sweet, but now she felt a little uncomfortable, and subconsciously touched her face.

She can't bear to see this face now, doesn't he find it ugly?

Emma smiled when she thought of this, she never thought that she would have a day when she would worry about her appearance, is it really the appearance of a woman who pleases herself?

The dry season and the rainy season in Tibet are very distinct. From October to April of the next year, it is dry and windy, with low temperature and little rain and snow. This is why the crew chose October to shoot.

It’s just that people are not as good as heaven. On the 12th day, the sky that had been so blue and blue like the lake of Yamdrok Yongcuo was suddenly covered with dark clouds, and it rained cats and dogs in an instant, bringing back Ema and Yongyuanhui. Some of the film crew were completely heartbroken.

There was no rainy scene in the script. The director rubbed his chin and stared at the sky for a long time, and asked Guang: "Do you want to add a scene here? This kind of natural environment is rare, and you can have a little climax."

I just looked at Yu and thought for a long time, then shook my head, "No need, there is only so much movie time, and there are still many things to shoot later."

This shouldn't be a problem, just delete less important scenes during post-editing.But the screenwriter and not the director have the right to speak in this film, so the director can only shrug and smile, and say no more.

When the rain stopped shooting, both Ema and Yongyuanhui couldn't help being a little happy. Yongyuanhui cheered and rolled to the car to sleep to replenish energy. Ema leaned against the car window and watched the rain crackling on the window outside the window.

Guang walked to her side and handed her a cup, which was still steaming. She took a sip, and it turned out to be brewed orange juice. The sweet and sour taste spread in the mouth that hadn't tasted food for a long time. The tips are then warmed up.

Guang put his index finger on his lips to show silence, "Drink quickly, there is no such thing as a rookie."

Ema couldn't help sniggering, and hurriedly took a big gulp like a thief.She always likes sour and not sweet, and the light is prepared according to her taste. For some reason, she feels that this glass of orange juice is not sour at all, and it is so sweet that her heart is a little bubbling.

Inadvertently seeing the two of them reflected on the car window, Ema remembered the previous thought, covered her face and looked at him, "Am I ugly now?"

Guang looked surprised, "Why would you say that?"

Ema just wanted to laugh when he heard him continue: "What kind of self-confidence makes you think you were good-looking before?"

"..." Now she wanted to spit all the orange juice she just drank onto his face, not knowing if it was too late.

Ema finally understood Yong Yuanhui's earnestness, and took it seriously, and began to consider whether to take some practical actions.

Ignoring her poisoned eye knife, Guang Guang pushed away her hand covering her face, looked left and right, smacked her lips, and kissed her on the forehead.

"=mouth=!" Ema blushed and slapped him away, "I don't know how many days I haven't washed my face!"

Guang kissed her on the face again, then smacked her face, nodded, "It does have a smell."

Furious, Ema rubbed her face against his face, and was embraced by Guang, smiled and kissed her on the nose, "That's delicious."

Ema stared at him for a long time, and couldn't help laughing, "You are called heavy taste."

"I used to be very small and fresh." Guang sighed helplessly, "When I met you, I became a heavy taster."

Not to be outdone, Ema retorted, "You've been eating rough tea and light food for a long time, and you can't even taste the delicacies of mountains and seas, okay?"

"On the contrary, looking at yourself for a long time will indeed cause aesthetic fatigue, so looking at you again, I find it quite wild."

"...I suddenly thought of a sentence that suits you very well."

"what?"

"Daffodils don't bloom - pack garlic."

"Then I also think of a sentence that suits you very well."

"I don't want to hear it." Ema covered her ears with her hands.

"How can we do that, we have to reciprocate." Guang pulled her hand down and smiled affectionately, "Pig nose with green onions-pretending to be like, very image."

Paint the hemp and lift the table.grass!This love can't go on!

After the rain stopped, we continued to walk forward, and we arrived at the pass of Gyatso-la Mountain in a short time.Ema couldn't help touching the red Chinese inscriptions on the stele, watching the distant Himalayas looming in the clouds and mists, she couldn't help feeling a sense of accomplishment.Yong Yuanhui next to her also embraced her excitedly, laughing and jumping like a child, as if seeing the dawn of victory approaching.

Ema turned her head as if aware of it, and sure enough, she saw that Hikari squinted her eyes and didn't know what she was thinking, and when she saw her looking over, she curled the corners of her lips, showing a vicious smile without any kindness.

Ema blinked her eyes, turned her head and hugged Yong Yuanhui and jumped up.

snort!I can't kill you!

Ema, who was completely unaware of what kind of childish means she was using to get angry, ignored the eyes that instantly cooled down behind her.

The archway at the pass has been turned into a prayer flag, covered with khatas. After years of exposure to the wind, it has become dim and dusty and somewhat dilapidated, but it looks thick and sacred after being weathered.

Ema and Yong Yuanhui were sitting by the road stele and preparing to shoot. Suddenly, there were a few small black spots gradually approaching in the middle of the road facing them. She took a closer look and was shocked.

Who will tell her why a group of yaks came running on the main road?

This group of yaks, black or white or flowery, are happily running after each other, looking at the camera as if they were filming the old-fashioned chase scene in a romantic drama decades ago, even the crew was momentarily Dull and speechless.

The first thing to react is the light.

"Youyi, you catch up and follow."

What?Ema looked at Hikari in disbelief, and saw him urging with a serious face, "Hurry up, the camera is ready to follow!"

Fuck!Pretending to be so serious, do you really think she can't see it?This is definitely for private use!Reciprocate privately!Public revenge!shameless!Shameless!

Ema gritted her teeth and ran up after the yak with tears in her eyes.

Guang also gave instructions from behind, "Run faster, be more happy, and exaggerate your movements."

You remember it for me!Ema crazily pricked the villain in her heart.

"Yongyuan picked up the camera and took pictures of her. Focus on it. Uniq stopped, turned around, looked at Yongyuan and smiled."

No matter how resentful she was, at this time she had no choice but to obey Light's instructions.After adjusting her mentality and expression, Ema turned her head to look at Yong Yuanhui, just about to laugh, but found that the light standing behind Yong Yuanhui was also pointing at her with a camera.

She was stunned, and her current appearance flashed in her mind. She ran after the yak for a long time. She was like a scavenger, and she probably had evolved into a crazy woman.

She turned her face slightly and wanted to hide, but suddenly remembered the scene where he held her face and kissed him without hesitation, Ema couldn't help raising her eyes to look at him, and subconsciously brushed the messy hair beside her ear Behind the ears, unconsciously, a shy and bright smile bloomed on the lips.

click.The screen freezes.

Yong Yuanhui put down the camera, was dazed at Ema's smiling face, realized something, turned around and saw that Guang was also looking in that direction, smiling slightly.

The two people were separated from him, and their eyes were intertwined as if there was nothing.

Noticing Yong Yuanhui's gaze, Guang glanced at him lightly, smiled lightly, turned and left.

Yong Yuanhui pressed his lips tightly.

The author has something to say: By the way, it is coming to an end, what do you want to read next?

Online games?Gongdou?Doujin?Campus love?tell me

By the way, does anyone have this book out custom made?

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