My Professor Shen

The filming location is located on the private beach on the south coast of the North Island. There are five holiday villas by the seaside. Only one group of guests can stay at a time. Due to the high rent, the guests will be arranged in a five-star hotel in the center of the island for the three days of rest. The staff of the program team They had no choice but to settle for the next best thing, crowding in twos and threes in the surrounding B&Bs.

These three days have been sunny and sunny, the sky is clear, and nothing happened.

It's just that these few nights in a different place, coupled with worry, and the body's stress response is too strong, Shen Qingchuan's old problem of insomnia has recurred. Fortunately, Ah San left a bottle of sleeping pills when he left, and there was a man who sneaked into bed in the middle of the night. Guys, the mental state of these few days is not too bad.

Shadows floated outside the window, and two white pills lay quietly on Shen Qingchuan's palm, she swallowed them skillfully, and finished it with the ice water in one go.

A bedside lamp was left for lighting, she lay on the bed and stared at the ceiling, her chest seemed to be pressed by a big stone, and she was out of breath.

Practice has proved that the hypnotic effect of sleeping pills is negligible, at least for Shen Qingchuan.

She missed Su Liman and was afraid of her falling asleep.

The door closed with a "squeak", Shen Qingchuan stood at the door with a dazed expression, the warm yellow light cast shadows on the wall, and a glimmer of light leaked out from the steaming kitchen.

"Meow~" A chubby orange cat arrogantly rubbed against her pant leg, and circled around her again.

"Shen Baojia." Shen Qingchuan blurted out, she was stunned for a moment, then knelt down and rubbed the cat's head.

The orange cat jumped onto her back, making a "gurgling" sound in its throat.

"I'm back!" He heard his voice before seeing him.

The door of the kitchen was opened, Suliman was wearing a floral apron, his thick black hair was tied into a bun, and he was holding a plate of steaming fried green bamboo shoots on the table.

Shen Qingchuan looked at the crow's feet at the end of her eyes, which was a little strange, and Shen Baojia was still gnawing at her hair reluctantly.

"What are you doing in a daze?" Su Liman touched her ears, her fingertips were hot and red, she caught the messy orange cat, and urged: "Go wash your hands and eat."

It was obviously a scene that she was accustomed to, but Shen Qingchuan felt a bit astringent in her throat, she opened her mouth and made a sound, "Mom..."

Su Liman added some cat food to Shen Bao's family, Liu Ye frowned slightly, and covered her forehead with warm palms, "Is this kid stupid at work?"

Shen Qingchuan took off the fluffy scarf around his neck, exhaled hot air, his eyelids drooped slightly, "I just miss you."

There were a few silver threads hidden in Su Liman's hair. She smiled and took the lunch box in her daughter's hand, "I'm like a mother every day. You don't mind me, but I'm bored."

Shen Qingchuan smiled brightly, grabbed her arm, leaned his face on her shoulder and acted like a spoiled child, "Mum~ people just like to cling to you~"

Su Liman took two steps back. Although he said disgusting words, there was a smile in his bright eyes, "Go, go, go! What do you look like when you are in your thirties!"

"It's like your caring little cotton padded jacket." Shen Qingchuan said eagerly.

"It's almost the same as the air leak." Suliman pursed his lips and glanced at her, "Whenever you bring a partner back, I will admit that you are caring."

Shen Qingchuan covered his ears reflexively, and muttered in his mouth: "Mom, stop reading, I won't listen if I don't listen."

"Ghost spirit!" Su Liman glared at her, and was about to hold her ear to educate her, when she suddenly smelled the burning smell in the air, she rubbed her apron and exclaimed: “My Potato Ribs!”

She sneaked into the kitchen like a gust of wind, and Shen Qingchuan filled two bowls of rice, sat in front of the dining table and propped his chin in a daze.

"Why don't you just look at it and eat it?" Su Liman brought out a bowl of brightly colored pork ribs, dotted with green onion, which made people's index fingers move.

"The little padded jacket is waiting for mother." Shen Qingchuan looked away, suddenly there was a piece of twice-cooked pork in the bowl, the fat one was thick and delicate, the thin one was tender and juicy.

"Don't keep staring at the vegetarian dishes, eat more meat, you look like you're getting skinny." Su Liman put another bunch of coriander balls into her bowl.

Shen Qingchuan poked the rice with chopsticks, and complained: "Mum, I don't like fatty meat, so don't pinch it for me."

Su Liman hit her hand hard with the chopsticks, "Choose and choose, if your grandpa is here, you must finish this plate of meat today."

Shen Qingchuan covered his hands, a faint red mark appeared on it, and he wanted to cry, "But my grandpa is not here today."

"That doesn't work either." Su Liman retorted, but his hands were unambiguous, and quietly changed the direction of the dishes, so that the twice-cooked pork was far away from Shen Qingchuan.

The cozy [-]-square-meter hut is tidy and orderly.

Shen Qingchuan shrugged his red nose, his eyes were still steaming, and asked, "Mummy, where is Shen Li?"

"It's not big or small, Shen Li, that's your dad!" Su Liman looked at her worriedly, "Besides, your dad didn't come out when there was an accident at the construction site ten years ago."

Shen Qingchuan was confused again, always felt that something was weird, and responded in a low voice: "Oh."

She was pawing at the rice dully, and suddenly, a piece of white wall covering fell into her bowl.

"Mom, the decoration of our house is too bad. I'll find a master to re--" She raised her eyes, her words stopped abruptly, and there was no one on the opposite side.

The sky was completely dark, and the dishes on the table were still the same, but a pair of bowls and chopsticks were missing.

"Mom, are you there?" Shen Qingchuan felt uneasy in her heart, she put down her chopsticks and rushed to the kitchen, and pushed the door open with a "swish", but there was no one inside.

"Mom, don't scare me." She ran back to the bedroom, and the quilt was neatly folded into tofu cubes at the end of the bed.

Shen Qingchuan laughed out loud, with two crystals hanging from the corners of his eyes, "Mom, are you playing peek-a-boo with me, right? But I'm already 32, and I don't like this childish little game anymore."

She opened the curtain of the closet, and there was nothing inside, and the traces of life were wiped clean.

"Come out." She choked up and sat on the wooden floor leaning against the door.

She shook her head, the inside of her head seemed to be gouged hard, a dull pain, the picture in front of her eyes began to blur, and the scene within reach slowly became distorted, and then it was like a mirror fragmented.

"Sister! Wake up!"

In the chaotic darkness, there was a hand pulling her to run towards the twilight of the sky, the bloody smell in her throat became stronger and stronger, Shen Qingchuan's eyelashes trembled violently, and then she opened her eyes suddenly, Jiang Ling's anxious face was reflected eye.

She was panting heavily, her chest was heaving and unsteady, her thoughts were the first to come back, and she was still asleep in a dream.

Jiang Ling hugged her, stroked her back over and over again, and comforted her: "Don't be afraid, it's just a nightmare, and the bad guys have already been beaten away by me."

In Shen Qingchuan's impression, she had seen all kinds of Jiang Ling, but she rarely heard her speak in such a lovely tone.

"Hmm." She tilted her head absently, it was already a bright and sunny day outside the window.

It turned out that I had slept all night without knowing it, but I didn't expect the effect of the sleeping pill to be quite good this time.

With warmth falling on her face, she licked her dry lips and slipped into her arms, "I want to drink water."

"Okay, you wait for me." Jiang Ling touched her forehead with her lips, and then stepped on the hotel's soft-soled slippers to pour water.

Shen Qingchuan's eyes closely followed Jiang Ling's movement. She recalled the dream just now, both happy and bitter, and she didn't know what mood to face with it.

Jiang Ling went back and forth, supported her waist, put a pillow on her back, and said: "The water is a bit hot, drink it slowly."

It was too cautious, Shen Qingchuan hooked the corners of his lips, and said angrily: "I'm not a porcelain doll."

Jiang Ling approached her hair, sniffed the fragrance, raised her eyes and said seriously: "You are not a porcelain doll, you are a sweetheart."

Shen Qingchuan's cheeks were slightly red, and he stared at her intently for a while, then pulled the ends of her hair and asked strangely, "When did you dye your hair?"

Jiang Ling kissed her fingertips and smiled, "Sister said yesterday that she likes blue, did she forget it so quickly?"

Shen Qingchuan's eyes flickered slightly. It's true that she likes blue, but she has no impression of saying this at all.

"It's going to be filmed this afternoon. Is it okay for you to dye your hair at this time?" She asked with her neck raised.

Jiang Ling still had a smile on her face, "Is my sister sleepy? The director said that there was a problem with the scheduling of personnel, and the rest time was extended for one day. Besides, I shouldn't need to ask others for advice on dyeing my hair."

The memory deviated again, Shen Qingchuan tapped his head, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

She looked around inadvertently, and when she saw the empty bedside table, her pupils shrank sharply.

She took Jiang Ling's hand and asked tentatively, "Did you put away my medicine?"

"Medicine? What kind of medicine?" Jiang Ling asked in confusion.

"Sleeping pills." Shen Qingchuan forced a smile, afraid that she would be worried, and added, "It helps sleep."

Sleeping pills are harmful to the nerves, Jiang Ling seemed a little angry, and her tone was stiff, "Didn't my sister say that she stopped using it long ago?"

Shen Qingchuan lowered her eyes with some guilt, she had indeed quit her drug dependence, but recently she couldn't fall asleep for a long time because of a skydiving accident, so she had no choice but to pick up sleeping pills again.

Seeing her reaction, she probably didn't see it, Shen Qingchuan breathed a sigh of relief, and coaxed: "I didn't take the medicine, I forgot."

Originally thought that Jiang Ling would calm down, but she didn't expect it to intensify.

Jiang Ling shook off her hand and said angrily, "Why does sister always treat her body like a joke?"

Shen Qingchuan would not lie, the more he covered up, the more loopholes would be full.

"That's enough." Jiang Ling sneered and interrupted her explanation, her eyes were as cold as if she was looking at a stranger, "I still have something to do, you should reflect on yourself."

Her attitude was extremely bad, she turned around and left without mercy, Shen Qingchuan wanted to reach out to pull her, but in vain.

The door opened a crack, and Jiang Ling's figure reappeared.

A tear fell on the back of his hand, Shen Qingchuan stood up supporting his limp body, and said in a low voice: "I'm sorry, I know it's wrong to take medicine without telling you."

There was no response from the room for a long time.

"Quick... go..."

Shen Qingchuan raised his eyes upon hearing the sound, his canthus were about to burst.

A dagger was stuck in Jiang Ling's chest, her face was pale and blood was pouring profusely. Several strong masked men grabbed her slender neck, as if it could be broken with a little force.

The footsteps sounded like they were stepping on the tip of Shen Qingchuan's heart. Her heart ached from being clenched and her whole body was trembling. She rushed up like crazy, her hair was disheveled, and she screamed: "You bastards, let go!" Drive her! Come to me! Come to me!”

The ground began to tremble, the ceiling was scattered on the ground, and the eyes began to blur again.

"Sister! Wake up!"

Shen Qingchuan sat up abruptly, her nails sank into her flesh, and Jiang Ling's anxious face appeared before her eyes again.

With a disordered heartbeat and shortness of breath, she rubbed the face of the person in front of her and said sharply, "Who are you?"

Jiang Ling didn't know why, and said seriously: "I am your baby."

Her eyes froze, "No, I said my name."

"Jiang Ling."

Silence spread, palms were quietly clenched into fists, Shen Qingchuan said calmly: "I took sleeping pills."

Jiang Ling sighed, seeing that her eyes were slightly red, and her veins were bursting with anxiety, "Don't be afraid, sister, it's all because I came back too late today, and I will find excuses not to go to such a program group dinner next time."

Shen Qingchuan felt the pain in her words, and heaved a sigh of relief, "You are the president of the entertainment company, on this occasion..."

"If I don't go, I will accompany you." Jiang Ling said willfully.

"Okay." Shen Qingchuan was a little exhausted, holding her hand but didn't dare to close his eyes.

A few bodyguards were guarding the surroundings secretly, a crescent moon hung on the dark sky, and there were only three hours before dawn.