You, teach me how to do things?

Xia Yuanling anxiously waited at home for nearly two weeks.

During this period of time, any news of murder and arson on the Internet would make Xia Yuanling tremble with fright.

He couldn't sleep well, he was absent-minded at work, and his hair fell out in handfuls.

This time it is a real experience of what is called the walking dead.

Once when I went to visit Luo Feiluan, Luo Feiluan was taken aback.His eyesight is bad now, and everything is blurry when he doesn't wear glasses.Looking at the dark circles on Xia Yuanling's face, he thought it was because someone had dug out his eyes and turned them into black balls.

It wasn't until I wore glasses that I could see clearly.

"What's wrong with you?"

"I didn't fall asleep last night." Xia Yuanling scratched his hair and yawned again, "What happened, why did you call me over?"

As soon as the words fell, An Qian came over with fruit.He conveniently put the fruit plate on the table, and then sat beside Luo Feiluan.

Luo Feiluan took out a tissue and helped Anqian wipe off the tiny drops of water on his hands.

An Qian is now living with Luo Feiluan, which can be regarded as a formal relationship.This time, no matter how those marketing accounts and reporters waste their words saying that he can seduce, An Qian sticks to Luo Feiluan like a brown candy.

Luo Feiluan still had some grievances at the beginning, after all, the breakup back then was tragic.But one evening at dusk, he remembered that he was filming in the film and television city before.

It is also such a sunset, and it is also such a quiet and distant time.

He subconsciously called An Qian "brother".

An Qian's tears rolled down his face.

Luo Feiluan also understood that the love in his heart has never dissipated.

It's good now, he has finally sunk down and can be the star that An Qian holds in his hand.

Calling Xia Yuanling over this time came from Luo Feiluan's sudden idea. He wanted to use the script that Teacher Zhang gave him before to shoot his first self-directed and self-acted play.

The script was about the spy war. After reading it, Luo Feiluan thought it was pretty good, and wanted to try to make the script into a movie through his own efforts and interpretation.

But the first thing to bear the brunt is the issue of casting besides the funds.

Hearing An Qian say that Xia Yuanling's father had let go of the filming, Luo Feiluan immediately thought of Xia Yuanling.

Teacher Zhang's script, Xia Yuanling, is trustworthy, but——

Now that there is no news from Shang Chuan, he really doesn't want to think about other things.

After saying sorry to Luo Feiluan, Xia Yuanling stumbled home alone.

The road home now looks as if it is wrapped in black asphalt, Xia Yuanling is a little puzzled, it is obviously the same road, the same street scene.

Just as the beauty of the past was fake, so is the sun hanging in the sky today.

Will he be cold?

Has he brought enough clothes?

In an emergency, will someone protect him?

Will he miss himself?

Xia Yuanling repeatedly calculated the probability of Shang Chuan's accident in his mind, and also calculated the probability of Shang Chuan's return.Every late at night, my thinking becomes even more crazy. Now that the browsing pages on my mobile phone are all training courses, will it kill people?How many years can I get for a Ponzi scheme?Undercover unknown life, and so on a series of questions.He would not give up until it was determined that Shang Chuan would return safely.

In addition, Xia Yuanling also prepared more than a dozen sets of apologies. He must be responsible for what he said, or let Shang Chuan stay by his side at all costs.

When I looked up, I found that the road was only halfway.

so tired.

He never felt tired before.

In the past, Xia Yuanling liked to take this path the most.

Especially when the production team has been traveling for many months and returned home, this is the path they took.

He would always carry heavy luggage and the so-called local specialty snacks that can be bought all over the country, and then walk up the ramp panting.

He would not let Shang Chuan pick him up, because he knew that Shang Chuan was not at home most of the time.

But Xia Yuanling knew that there must be delicious meals on the dining table at home, a change of clothes on the sofa, and his blue slippers must be neatly placed next to the shoe cabinet so that he could kick them off can be put on.

All he needs to do is finish his meal, take a shower, and roll into bed for a good night's sleep.

Then the world is like a magic spell, and when he wakes up, his Mr. Shang will appear in front of him, blaming him for not covering the quilt properly.But then Shang Chuan would let him lie on the bed, massage his shoulders and neck in a simple way, and ask him if filming was hard work.

Xia Yuanling didn't understand until today that the beauty accumulated in these countless moments——

If you can tear up your eyes when you think about it, it is an indescribable love.

with love.

TV scripts always like to use life and death to describe love, as if it is arsenic that can make people crazy if eaten.

But what Shang Chuan gave him was honey.

It is to boil it slowly in a sugar bowl until the bone marrow is saturated with sweetness.

until--

Even leaving him now has produced an uncontrollable withdrawal reaction.

Xia Yuanling took the elevator.

The lights on the number buttons went out, reminding him that he had reached the floor he was going to.

As if his soul had been drawn away, he walked slowly towards the door.

Take out the key and turn the lock cylinder.

"Yes, I'm back, Mei Shuhan, I'll hang up if you're okay, I haven't called Xiaoxia yet, you can do whatever you want at work, I'm going to hang up!"

His loved one is wearing a loose bathrobe, drying his hair with one hand and talking on the phone with the other.

The sun revives.

The light outlines his outline, from the hairline to the tip of the nose.

Every place is like a meticulous painting, so beautiful and detailed.

"You can do whatever you want!"

Xia Yuanling's eye sockets were sore, which was the precursor to his crying.

He had prepared so many ways to apologize, but when things came to an end, he couldn't say a word.

He could only stand blankly at the door, using every inch of his gaze to remember the appearance of the person he loved.

Mr. Shang seems to have lost weight, and also seems to be haggard.

It seems that during the fourteen days in the training class, he suffered a lot.

Xia Yuanling only looked at him, hoping that Shang Chuan would find himself standing at the door.

But fortunately, Shang Chuan can discover every time he feels lost and helpless.

"You're back," Shang Chuan asked him with a smile, but then realized that his wording was inaccurate, "No, I'm back."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt that Xia Yuanling rushed into his arms like a shark.

I thought Xia Yuanling would call him a "dog man", or blame himself for leaving him alone to do such a dangerous thing, but he didn't expect Xia Yuanling to be unable to make any sound other than crying.

"do not Cry."

Shang Chuan lowered his head and rubbed the shark's head.

Xia Yuanling looked up at him.

The kiss landed on his earlobe.

"I heard that you want to empathize with others and elope with others with my property."

"I also heard that you called me a dog man."

"Did you also say that I'm too old, why bother?"

Xia Yuanling sniffled his nose.

Why don't you just listen to this?

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