Travels

When the MV was recorded the next day, the two of them sat in the dressing room with the same blue and black eye circles, and were complained by two makeup artists for a long time.

"You two are so young, you don't take your body seriously, and you won't regret it in a few years." Teacher Tristan, commonly known as Lao Cui, is 180 cm tall and weighs 180 cm. Passers-by have to take a detour to avoid it.However, there is a little princess living in this diamond-like body, who is comparable to the middle-aged woman's mother Sang with a mouthful and long-winded voice, "I have a lot of actresses under my command, old and young. The skin is as precious as the face, especially those actresses, who just have to coat themselves with diamonds to keep out dust. Do you understand what is the biggest enemy in this business??"

He lightly held a small powder brush in his big palm-like hand, raised his chin to signal Xia Wanmu to tilt his head, and wailed in pain: "It's time, time! A woman's lifelong enemy!"

Xia Wanmu squinted his eyes at the mirror, the face of the strong man behind him trembled like waves, his thick black brows were tightly frowned, and his eyes flashed with a gleam of hatred for iron.For some reason, she was hit by the rough voice and bit her lips to hold back her laughter. However, the smile could not be covered up like a sneeze, and slowly spread from the corner of her mouth to the muscles of her cheeks, and then to the trembling of her whole body , and finally shook out like an explosion, and the whole dressing room was filled with her contagious haha. Teacher Tristan was furious, she shook her hand, and a brush full of powder stuck in her mouth.

Laughter turned into screams, Xia Wan numbly jumped off the chair and rushed to the bathroom.Yu Qingge was sitting on the seat next to her and was being manipulated by the makeup artist. The person who had been silent for a whole morning slowly showed a smile with a small arc during the fight between Tristan and Xia Wanmu, but the smile froze after a while. Go down and disappear like a shooting star.

"I'm in a bad mood today? Did you not sleep well last night?" The makeup artist behind her is one of Tristan's right-hand men. According to the principle that like attracts like, this teacher Ray must be a talkative person who is unwilling to be lonely, "Why don't you say a word?" Said. Xiao Xia is also, it is rare to become so well-behaved, Lao Cui talked about her for so long and didn't see her talk back."

Hearing her mention Xia Wanmu, Yu Qingge raised his eyelids, pursed his lips as if he wanted to say something, was hesitating, Ray continued, as if he didn't care whether his topic was picked up.

"It's good to be young, really good. I was the same way when I was young. I eat whatever I want, drink whatever I want, do whatever I want, and go to bed whenever I want. I'm much happier than now." As she spoke, she sighed and said in a resentful tone, "It's a pity that I'm in my late thirties now, I'm getting older, I can't stay up at night, my brain is not as clear as before, and my metabolism has also slowed down. A few mouthfuls of food will grow a few pounds of meat You can't keep up with the past! I'm old...you have to be careful, especially if you are a star, you rely on maintenance to make a living."

She babbled non-stop, her two blade-thin lips were shaking up and down quickly, and her speech was faster than a machine gun.Yu Qingge stared at her bloated waistline reflected in the mirror, her thoughts had already gone to nowhere, but a tall and vigorous figure was always swaying in her mind, the smile on her face was as dazzling as the scorching sun in summer.

After a while, Xia Wanmu was dragged out of the bathroom by Tristan. I don't know what the two of them said outside, but it was obvious that Tristan was the loser.The mighty burly man's black face was flushed red, his thick black eyebrows were wrinkled, and his eyes were burning with flames of anger.He stuffed Xia Wanmu into the large chair like a chicken, glared at her, and picked up a brush to touch up her makeup.Xia Wanmu sticks out her tongue, and sits down guiltily, upright, so dishonest, and Ray next to her laughs again when she sees it.But this time Xia Wanmu was very well-behaved, he held back his bickering with Ray, and sat quietly for the first time, but it didn't take long to see her nodding her head and dozing off in a daze.The two makeup artists stopped chatting at the same time, Tristan's movements were also relaxed, and the dressing room became quiet.

Cooperating with the make-up artist's gestures, Yu Qingge tilted his head, and looked at Xia Wanmu with his eyes. The handsome facial features of that person were more delicate and charming under the background of makeup. It was the smiling peach eyes that were lazily closed at this moment, and the curved eyelashes trembled with the slight movement of the eyelids, tickling at the tip of her heart like a small brush.

You like someone so much, but you can't hold her in your arms, and you can't even say a word of liking, because she always regards you as her best friend... What kind of feeling is that?

She stared fixedly, with an inexplicable taste of bitterness in her mouth, astringent, all the way to her heart. Ray's voluptuous hands flicked her face, she turned her face, and her eyes fell back to the mirror, the person inside looked at her indifferently, the narrow and long phoenix eyes were black and empty, and there was no emotion at all.

Xia Wanmu almost cried in pain from Tristan's almost cruel way of waking her up. She clutched the back of her neck where two red marks had been pulled out, tears welled up in her peach blossom eyes: "Old Cui, you are not authentic, a gentleman speaks but does not move." If I can't win the war of words, I will retaliate!"

Tristan rolled his eyes at her, and replied angrily: "Stop howling, there is a rush over there, hurry up and change clothes, don't blame me for delaying the shooting."

Xia Wanmu went up to his thick shoulders with the burning back of his neck and pounded violently: "Can you give me a little strength, it hurts me to death, you bull." Tristan's huge body stood still She didn't move, holding her raindrop fists and still picking up the countertop leisurely, but Yu Qingge who had been silent beside her suddenly stood up, wiped the two of them and walked out.

The man who vented his anger behind stopped moving, Tristan turned around, scratched his head and asked blankly: "What's wrong with Xiaoyu today, the air pressure is so low." He looked down at the dejected girl in front of him, and he was blessed to his heart: " Are you fighting?"

The girl raised her head with resentment on her face, and it took a long time before she let out a long sigh: "You are the only one who talks a lot...is it so obvious?"

Ray on the other side quickly took up the conversation: "I said what's wrong with Xiaoyu. Although she is usually very quiet, she didn't say a word today, and she didn't even make eye contact. Did you make her angry, you little bastard? My family Xiaoyu is usually so obedient, shy and not talkative, why did you provoke her, I have never seen her like this before. What is the conflict between you two?"

Xia Wanmu couldn't say anything because she couldn't speak, and hesitated in distress: "It's... nothing... it's all my fault." She looked outside the door, feeling as if she had eaten Coptis chinensis, thinking that Yu Qingge was so good Why does she have conflicts with her?

"Don't talk anymore, I'm going to the recording studio first, I'm going to be late." She waved her hand and shuffled out, leaving Tristan and Ray to look at each other.

"Hey, young man!" Old Cui said with emotion as he touched the back of his prickly head.

Xia Wanmu moved slowly to the changing room, like a snail, and was stopped by Sister Mo who hurried out over there, and scolded her head and face: "Still dawdling there! I'm already late, do you know that Director Wan It’s very famous, I’ve urged you a few times, it’s very impolite, I’m a grandson, and I, you two big aunts, are still walking here.” She took out a tissue to wipe the sweat from her forehead, left and right Take a look, "Where is Qing Ge, are you still putting on makeup? Old Cui's hands and feet are too slow recently, it's really annoying."

Xia Wanmu rolled her eyes, a little surprised: "Isn't she inside? Hasn't she come yet?"

It's really hard for her to walk so slowly, no one is there, she's afraid of embarrassment.It's just that Yu Qingge has been out for quite a while, so where is he if he's not in the locker room at this time.

"Why don't you know where she is? Did you quarrel?" Mo Yunxin gave her a suspicious look.

Xia Wanmu was heartbroken for a while, was she and Yu Qingge usually too clingy, why is there something wrong now and everyone came here to gossip.

"She came out first... Maybe she went to the bathroom." She replied perfunctorily, "I didn't pay attention when I was chatting with Lao Cui." After a pause, feeling a little guilty, she hurriedly explained: "I Why quarrel with her, we are fine!"

Mo Yunxin was too lazy to talk nonsense with her here, so she slapped her on the back: "Go in and change your clothes. It's just you chatting with Lao Cui all day to delay the progress. After changing your clothes, hurry up and go up. I'll go to the toilet to see."

Xia Wanmu hurriedly hid in the dressing room. She hurriedly put on her clothes, buttoned them and walked out. Unfortunately, someone came in outside the door. She lowered her head and didn't pay attention. The person is knocked off balance.

"Hey!" She yelled in surprise, and quickly grabbed the opponent's waist with one hand, and pulled him into her arms.A familiar breath came into her nostrils, and she hugged the thin man firmly, her heart fluttered, both pleasantly surprised and apprehensive.

"You... Where have you been, you're only here now." She reluctantly let go of the person in her arms, and took two steps back to keep a distance as if avoiding suspicion.

Yu Qingge didn't speak, just passed the things in her hand to her eyes, and looked at her quietly.

Xia Wanmu took the towel and medicated oil from her hand, it was cold, and his heart was touched. For a moment, his throat seemed to be choked by something, and he was speechless.

"You..." She sniffed, and the grievances that had been well hidden all along suddenly surged up, causing tears to glisten in her eyes, "Did you go get this for me just now?"

The person opposite nodded slightly.

"Why are you being so nice to me?" She asked in a low voice, her voice trembling.

Yu Qingge... Such a good person, why did she do that kind of thing to her, why Yu Qingge wasn't angry, why did she still tolerate her so tenderly.Recalling the overt and covert care of this person during the past two years of living together, she thought, why shouldn't she be the one who was obviously wronged, why can't she help but want to cry now.

She covered her eyes with one hand, trying very hard to hold back the emotions that were about to collapse, and kept telling herself that there would be work later, so she couldn't cry now.She took a deep breath, trying to pull herself out of those swamp-like soft and lingering emotions.

With her face held by someone, Yu Qingge gently leaned forward, looking at her through the gap between her fingertips, her long and narrow eyes were not the usual indifference, but filled with gentleness.She suddenly lost her mind, remembering that these eyes didn't look at her like this before.A long time ago, when we first met, those eyes were as indifferent to her as they were to others, like ice that never melted all year round, frostbiting everyone who wanted to get close.When did it start?The cold ice cubes slowly melted, leaving only the gentleness like water waves wrapping her warmly.

"Don't cry."

Yu Qingge smiled slightly at her, his crooked eyes were as clear and soft as crescent moons.She obviously didn't say any words of comfort, but those eyes seemed to contain a thousand words. Xia Wanmu looked into those eyes silently, and slowly calmed down strangely.

"Does it still hurt?" Yu Qingge lightly touched her earlobe with his fingertips, but tilted his head back a little, pulling away a little distance, "I see that the back of your neck is red, and it will feel better after applying a cold compress."

"Old Cui's grip is not serious, it just looks a little bit worse, and it should all disappear now..." Xia Wanmu muttered, looking at her obsessively, his eyes were foggy, but Yu Qingge seemed unable to touch her With the same look in his eyes, he let her go in an instant.

"You apply it for a while, I should go change my clothes."

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Xia Wanmu stood in a daze, the temperature on her face slowly disappeared as the man left, she clenched the towel tightly in her hand, too many thoughts were fighting in her mind, she was in a trance, what for a while I can't even think of it, I just remember the smile of the man between the fingers.