The second-hand horse of Ye Yingdi's family

Ye Chen woke up from an extremely clear dream again. He opened his eyes and didn't know where he was. He stared at the overhead light for a long time before sitting up from the bed.

This kind of dream has haunted him for many years. Although it is absurd, he did once doubt whether it might be his previous life or something, but because the frequency of dreaming is not high, and there are very few things he can remember after waking up. Fuzzy, so he never took it to heart, even since he was with Xuanying, he has not had a dream for several months.

But now he had to face the matter squarely. The situation in the dream was so clear and real that he could even feel the despair of General Qin. It would be terrible to have a schizophrenia or something between dreams and reality.

Ye Chen glanced around and saw Xuanying sprawled on the bed with arms and legs spread apart, most of his face was buried in the pillow, only one nostril was left to vent his breath, and he was sleeping soundly. The advice that sleep is bad for your health" is completely in the left ear and out in the right ear.

Ye Chen gritted his teeth helplessly, gently moved his legs away, got out of bed and went to the bathroom to brush his teeth and wash his face.

While brushing his teeth, Ye Chen looked at himself in the mirror. Through a layer of glass, the figure overlapped with the disheveled ancient general. He blinked away the illusion, but he still couldn't help recalling that dream in his mind. The dark and damp prison and myself as a prisoner are obviously different from last time.The last dream only had visual senses, and his mood was peaceful, but this time he was attacked by despair, and even the moment he woke up, he could feel the suffocation in his bones.

In the dream, General Qin closed his eyes and sat quietly, thinking of himself being framed by traitors after returning victoriously, thinking of his elderly parents being implicated and suffering disaster, thinking of the young girl trembling in fear in a corner of the prison, thinking of the Qin Mansion From then on, the seal was affixed, the whereabouts of the servants in the family were unknown, and even the horse that accompanied him on the battlefield did not know what would happen to him. Throat out.

Ye Chen thought of those complicated and strong emotions in the dream, his brows were deeply furrowed, and his brushing movements subconsciously slowed down.

This is the first time he has learned about General Qin. Unfortunately, the emotions in the dream were too intense and his thoughts were very chaotic. Seizing the opportunity, he used a horse as an excuse to create such an unjust case.

And the horse used as the fuse seems to be General Qin's mount...

Ye Chen held up his toothbrush, as if his acupuncture points had been tapped, he stood motionless in front of the mirror and tried to recall, his brain was so overwhelmed that he couldn't remember what the trigger was, so he had to take a deep breath and pull back. Thoughts, the corners of his lips curled a little self-deprecatingly.

With an extra horse by my side, I can't help but pay more attention to horse affairs. What's wrong with this?

Ye Chen despised himself a little, guessing it was probably because he had been in close contact with Xuanying these two times, and before going to bed, his mind was full of the figure of this idiot, so he would associate it with the horse, maybe it was him who was the trigger. Made up in a dream.

Ye Chen was running the train in his mind, and his hands moved slowly. He buried his head in cold water and washed his face before he was fully awake. He raised his head and covered his face with a towel, when he heard a pleasantly shouted voice behind him: "Ah! ——Da Chen!"

Ye Chen made his scalp numb from shouting, pulled off the towel and reprimanded in a calm voice: "What are you messing about so early in the morning?" As he spoke, he glanced back from the mirror, and only saw half of Xuanying's face, which was full of excitement. , the eyes that are usually in a daze and haven't woken up are so bright today that they can't wait to shine.

Xuanying was looking in the mirror just now, but now Ye Chen blocked him, so he couldn't see, he stretched his neck and poked his head, pushing the person aside, with a voice that wanted to knock the roof over: "Da Chen, Da Chen! Look! Look at me! I am different today!"

Ye Chen turned his head to look at him, his eyes fell on his chin, his eyes almost fell out of shock, and he couldn't believe it: "Xiao Hei, you...have a beard?!"

Xuan Ying nodded fiercely, bared her teeth, straightened her chest, imitated Ye Chen and touched the blue scum that came out of her chin in a very manly manner, and was thrilled again: "I am now the same as Da Chen. I'm growing a beard too! I'm going to buy a razor! Hahahaha!"

Ye Chen still found it inconceivable: "I thought you wouldn't grow a beard, why did you grow it all of a sudden?"

"I don't know either! I'm going to shave anyway! Hehehe..."

When Ye Chen let him interrupt him, his chaotic thoughts when he woke up in the morning were completely interrupted, with a bit of ridicule in his eyes: "Why buy a razor? It's better to keep it long, it just echoes your hair back and forth."

Xuan Ying slapped him nostrils: "I don't want to be like the bearded director last time, it's not good-looking!"

"Oh..." Ye Chen slowly squeezed toothpaste for him, and stuffed the toothbrush and cup into his hands, "You haven't started filming yet. If you don't work, you won't get paid. If you don't get paid, where do you get the money to buy a razor?"

Xuanying froze, glanced at him, rolled his eyes, brushed his teeth and washed his face, and finally realized that he was involved in it after everything was settled, and he immediately became confident: "I'll be your assistant! Why don't you give Xiao Yang a salary? I pay wages!"

"You eat from me, live from me, and use mine. That salary is not enough at all. It's not bad before you pay me the IOU." Ye Chen handed him his electric razor. Use mine, and I'll keep the account for you."

Xuanying looked left and right with the razor, and glanced at him dissatisfied: "You don't usually use this, you always use the razor, the kind with a long handle. You use that razor It looks really nice, I want to use that too, I don’t know how to use this short and fat thing.”

"The manual one is not easy to use. Your hands are clumsy, and you will get scratched if you are not careful. For now, use the electric one." Ye Chen said, turned on the shaver, asked him to look in the mirror, and taught him a lesson.

Xuan Ying was unwilling, so he used it aggrievedly, and at the end, he murmured and gave him a sideways look full of resentment.

After breakfast, Xuanying crawled onto the sofa and sat down next to Ye Chen, picked up a fruit knife and clumsily peeled an apple, poked his elbow at Ye Chen, lowered his head and moaned, "Da Chen, I didn't sleep well."

"Huh?" Ye Chen put down the script and looked at him speechlessly, "Every time I was woken up by your kick, I saw that you were sleeping very soundly."

Xuanying didn't feel guilty about being exposed to a lie at all, and continued to pretend to be pitiful: "Dachen blocked my mouth last night to prevent me from breathing. I must have done something wrong to make Dachen angry..."

"I'm not angry. Didn't you just watch TV? You don't even know about this?" Ye Chen didn't expect him to get entangled in this question, so he had to bite the bullet and explain, "That's not to gag you, it's...cough cough...kissing... ..." He said, looking at the ceiling uncomfortably.

"Kissing... what? Kissing?" Xuan Ying widened her eyes in surprise, then scratched her head after a while, "You're lying to me, it's obviously not like this on TV."

Ye Chen couldn't bear it anymore, pulled him over and pressed his lips to his lips, sucked a mouthful before letting go: "Is it like this on TV?"

Xuan Ying blinked at him and nodded: "Almost."

"Kissing is something only the closest people will do. How can you just show it to others! Of course it is impossible to shoot it in such detail on TV!"

When Xuanying heard "the closest person", her eyes widened and her face was full of joy, the apple in her hand slipped, and there was a slight pain on her finger: "Hiss..."

Seeing that his finger was cut by the knife, Ye Chen frowned, quickly snatched away the fruit knife, took his hand to the sink to rinse, then found a band-aid to stick on him, and said in a deep voice, "You don't know how to peel apples. Let me know when you want to eat in the future, and I will cut it for you."

Xuanying smiled indifferently: "I want to cut it for you to eat."

Ye Chen paused the movements of his hands, and looked up at him.

"Your appearance last night was a bit scary. I don't know if I made you angry, but I just wanted to peel an apple to cheer you up... Umm—" Xuan Ying was gagged before she finished speaking, and her eyes widened again .

Ye Chen let go of his lips, his eyes softened, and he pointed to his cheek: "If you kiss me here, it means that you like me, so I'm sure I can feel better at any time... Wait! It's not licking! It's dear!"

Xuanying tilted his head and retracted his tongue in puzzlement. He froze for a while, and just like what he saw on TV, he pursed his lips and smacked his face.

Ye Chen immediately felt comfortable and in a great mood.

Xuanying saw that there was an obvious look of joy on his paralyzed face, and nodded secretly: It really is very effective!

Xuanying learned to take the initiative to yell at Ye Chen, so he yelled at his face happily, Ye Chen felt like spring was blooming in his heart, but unfortunately he forgot to tell a very important thing, that is, to be careful in front of others. Remember to restrain yourself.

After a day's rest, Ye Chen was injured and went into battle. His good professionalism allowed him to not affect the filming even though he was kissed by Xuanying. Dozed off, he dreamed that he was on the guillotine, surrounded by crying.

Ye Chen woke up profusely in sweat. The shooting in the afternoon was not going well, and he would lose his mind from time to time. This had never happened to him in his many years of film career. Even the director noticed that something was wrong with him, and quickly called Stop, call him in front of him and reprimand him.

Ye Chen was praised for his diligence and dedication when he first debuted. This is the first time that this kind of uncontrollable situation has appeared. He frowned and nodded: "Sorry, Director Lin, give me 10 minutes, and I will adjust as soon as possible."

Xuanying rushed to him with a worried face: "Da Chen, what's wrong with you?"

Ye Chen frowned and walked into the shadow of the sun umbrella, sat down and exhaled, shook his head: "It's okay, I haven't adjusted my mood well."

As soon as Xuan Ying heard that there was something wrong with her "emotions", she immediately squatted down beside him, grabbed the arm of the chair and leaned over to bring her mouth to his face—"Hey!"

"Bang—" Assistant Xiao Yang fell to the ground.

"Clatter——" the makeup tools in Xiao Le's hand spilled all over the floor.

The entire set fell into a deathly silence.