Rebirth of the Long Night Starlight

Meng Yanchi only felt that his body was getting heavy and he was sinking. Thanks to the wire on his waist, he was able to pass through without being completely submerged in the water. He could still vaguely see the bubbles floating on the water surface, but The feeling of leg cramps made him unable to struggle. He vaguely grasped the hand of the man beside him. The man was thin and strong, holding his waist with strength and firmness. Wia in Yanchi wanted to pull him out of the water, the two sides worked together, and when he broke through the water, he felt himself hugging Feng Yeshu tightly.

Feng Yeshu's face was agitated, his usual calm eyes were covered by emotions, his fingers turned white with force, he hugged Meng Yanchi tightly, breathing heavily, and swam to the shore.

Meng Yanchi coughed desperately, nearly coughing out his lungs, and spit out a large amount of water when he opened his mouth. Feng Yeshu tightened his mouth and rowed to the shore. A group of people rushed into the water. Everyone took over, wanting to hug He hugged his feet, but Feng Yeshu didn't let go at all, he would rather carry Meng Yanchi to the shore and put them on the cushion that had been prepared, only then did Meng Yanchi see that there was no trace of Wia on his waist .

Indeed, according to the script, Huaichun fell into the water and Long Yan rushed to save him can be divided into two shots, that is, Feng Yeshu did not need to save him at the time, but he jumped into the water to save him, this is purely an intuitive reaction .

Yue Guanlan ran over to see Meng Yanchi, with an anxious face, Meng Yanchi coughed twice before speaking, "Director Yue, I made you worry."

Feng Yeshu next to him had deep eyes, his emotions were churning, Yanchi turned his head and said, "Thank you, Yeshu."

At this time, what do you want me to tell you?

Feng Yeshu, I am very happy that you came to rescue me, even this joy overwhelmed the fear of almost drowning, but when I was Cheng Xu, if I fell into the water, I am afraid you would not even take a look, but when I was Meng Yan On the contrary, you will jump into the water without hesitation.

Just how failed is Cheng Xu?At this time, I really don't know whether I should cry or laugh. It's just a superficial appearance, and you can't see the soul underneath, called Cheng Xu?

When the doctor of the film crew came, he checked around, patted and touched, and after seeing that Meng Yanchi seemed to be fine, he said, "Director Yue, did you not do a good job at the opening ceremony, did you not say goodbye? This is really a disaster." How difficult it is, I have been with the crew for many years, and your crew has a lot of things to do."

Yue Guanlan smiled wryly, and the doctor sighed, "Xiaomeng is fine, he just choked on a lot of water, and he can continue after two days of rest. Now it's serious to send him back and change his clothes, otherwise it will be even more fatal if he burns up later. Shu, also hurry back and change clothes."

After this kind of thing happened, I definitely can't shoot anymore. Director Yue directed the production staff to send the two people back, and the other side pointed at the props group and scolded them.

The props team was in a mess, there were two incidents in province X, if there were more, I'm afraid the person in charge of the props team should not be confused.

Meng Yanchi was wrapped in a big towel like a fur ball, Feng Yeshu was also wrapped in a blanket, and Ji Donglai was beside him chattering, "Yeshu, tell me about you, you are also a The king of heaven, why didn't you just jump down without thinking? What if you can't save Xiaomeng and pay yourself in?"

Sister Qing and Yu choked with a word, "I said Manager Ji, don't be wordy, and quickly accompany the drama manager to send your big guy Feng to change clothes and rest. Shu's face?"

Feng Yeshu's expression was not ugly, but he was wearing a towel and staring at the distance, not looking at anyone in his eyes. In fact, he was quite afraid. If he really didn't save Meng Yanchi, he might as well I was about to cramp, and... I don't know why, when he saw Meng Yanchi drowning, watching him sink and float in the water, what he saw was Cheng Xu.

Is he too much like Cheng Xu, or... his own empathy?

Seeing him like this, Ji Dong stopped nagging and quickly sent him back to his room, so that Meng Yanchi could safely return to his own room at the base by the lake, otherwise Ji Donglai would be nagging endlessly beside him, It was also torture.

Meng Yanchi really had a fever when he slept until the afternoon. Yanchi knew that he was burning badly, but there was no one around him. He could see the shadow of the sun slanting in from outside and the sound of the lake hitting the shore. He tried to I wanted to touch the water on the bedside table, but my fingers were weak, and I couldn’t touch it the first time. I couldn’t count on that assistant, Xiao Kai, who, like his vain manager Jing Cong, could hardly Come to take care of myself, I can still see some people on location and on the set. When it comes to taking care of the room, it is really a big dream.

At the second time, he finally held the water glass. Fortunately, there was already cold water on the bedside that Qinghe had dried for himself before he left. At the bedside, there is a big glass of cold water, remember to drink it. I will come to see you in the evening and bring you something to eat. It is clean and peaceful."

No wonder many men like to look for Yu Jie, such a caring Yu Jie is really attractive.

I don't know how Feng Yeshu is doing now?

However, Ji Donglai is still very good at taking care of others, so he shouldn't be reduced to the point where he doesn't even have a glass of water.

Meng Yanchi took the medicine and drank water, wrapped the quilt tightly and continued to sleep.

In this dream, he saw his past again.

He remembered that the first time he saw Feng Yeshu, Feng Yeshu was still a boy under the age of 21. His height of 185 looked taller than he actually was, thin and slender, with extremely dark eyes, not good at speech, almost To my assistant, I just nodded and said hello, and only said one word unless necessary.

When did you fall in love with him?

At the first glance, I thought he was good-looking, and he was so good-looking that people were tempted; later, I followed him and trained with him, and I saw him suffer a lot, and I also saw that he was as fragile as a child.To put it bluntly, it's just that my mother's love is overflowing, and I don't want to see people like him suffer.

Although the adult dotes on him, the more he is doted on, the more severe the tasks are; the teacher loves him, but treats him more harshly; the people in the same training class are afraid of him, and don't even say a word to him.As for myself, I feel distressed, just distressed.

Feng Yeshu, my Feng Yeshu.

That is Feng Yeshu who belongs to me alone.He practiced dancing until midnight, recited his lines until his lips were worn out, was so hungry that he almost had a stomach attack, he was not good at speech and did not know how to behave, he was as clumsy as a child who had not grown up.

He has his favorite eyes, which are deep and bright, like the deepest sea, with a faint blue in the black; His voice is cold and gentle; he has his favorite heart, and he is a man with a soft heart.

It's just that I don't give myself these things, I am not reconciled, I am obsessed with it, that's all.

Feng Yeshu lightly opened the door with the key he asked for from the reception desk. Meng Yanchi curled up into a ball wrapped in a quilt, sleeping very soundly. Next to him was an empty water glass and medicine. Yeshu Filled his water glass and watched him for a while.

Feng Yeshu knew that he was not good at comforting others, but he just heard from Cheng Narrative that sick people have poor appetites, and eating sweet things will make them refreshed.

Back then, during the closed training days, I kept running around every day, and I didn't even have time to eat when I was rushing to the field.Cheng Xu was afraid that he would faint on the ground, so he carried the whole bag of chocolates with him every day.Feng Yeshu has eaten everything from the most common Dove to rare foreign brands that he doesn't recognize a single word on the packaging.In the end, Cheng Xu seemed to come to the conclusion that Feng Yeshu's favorite food was a certain Belgian brand, so Feng Yeshu could touch it wherever he had a pocket.

No one will stuff his pockets full of chocolates and fill his heart with a rich, bitter sweet aroma.

Then, take it with you.

I don't know when Feng Yeshu developed the habit of carrying chocolate with him.Although he was rarely so busy that he didn't even have time to eat, this bag of chocolates was like a charm that reassured him. When he was away from him, his mood was as restless as a hungry person.

I hope this talisman can make him feel better.On him, Feng Yeshu seemed to see another Cheng Xu, when he was staring at Meng Yanchi, he could almost feel Cheng Xu looking at him.

get well soon.Didn't you promise me to be a good actor?

He stretched out his hand and touched Meng Yanchi's forehead lightly, and the burning had already gone down, so he put the chocolate away, opened the door and left.

Meng Yanchi only vaguely knew that someone had come in, touched his forehead, and looked at him for a while, but he didn't know who it was until Qing He came.

Qinghe came near the middle of the night, Meng Yanchi only woke up when he came in, and his fever subsided after one afternoon and one night's sleep.

When Qinghe came in, he brought him a bowl of porridge, "Eat it, I guess you should have woken up before coming."

Meng Yanchi had been hungry for most of the day, but because of a fever, his appetite was not good, so he could barely eat a few big mouthfuls. Qinghe didn't force himself, so he cleaned up the bowls and chopsticks, pointed to the chocolate on the table and said, "someone brought you It's chocolate, remember to try it."

After saying this, before Meng Yanchi could embarrass herself, Sister Yu packed up and said she was going to take a beauty sleep before leaving.He walked so crisply that Meng Yanchi couldn't stop smiling wryly.

That piece of chocolate, a familiar brand, a familiar taste.

That was Feng Yeshu's favorite taste.

Feng Yeshu only eats one flavor, which is Heiqiao.This Belgian brand is good at Heiqiao, mellow enough and fragrant enough. I tried all the chocolate brands I could buy back then, and even patronized the handmade chocolate shop in City B, just to let him find His favorite taste, for this reason, for a long time, he has been able to memorize the taste of dark chocolate in domestic and foreign even handmade chocolate brands.He still likes this taste and this combination, it seems that his experiments back then were not in vain.

Meng Yanchi picked up the chocolate, broke off a piece and tasted it slowly in his mouth. The taste of the chocolate was bitter and fragrant, but in the end there was sweetness.But this taste is not my favorite. In fact, my favorite flavor is almond chocolate, which has a sweet and crispy taste.

I fell in love with Feng Yeshu, and everything I did for him was like forcing myself to taste all the black art back then. I was willing, but I could only taste a little bit of bitter sweetness from it. Maybe, this is my own. love.