After the divorce, the whole world is waiting for us to get back together

The sun is slanting towards the west, and the world in the evening is too peaceful.

There was the sound of machines operating in the interview room, and Meng Zhijin's words were actually not very clear through the door.

But for some reason, Cheng Xi could hear it very clearly.

It was as if Meng Zhijin had said this to herself on purpose.

Calmly narrating to herself the past that she has not forgotten and the habit that has not been changed for a long time.

But the frosted glass can't really let Meng Zhijin see the people standing outside the door.

Cheng Xi clearly knew that Meng Zhijin's words were all for the camera.

Didn’t the things that I was used to not eating change now?

It's like the flavored eggplant in front of you.

Cheng Xi felt that this was not something she should think about, took the half-eaten melon, turned and left.

However, her thoughts couldn't be controlled and merged into a sentence step by step as she stepped on the steps.

When the past habits are mixed into the current intersection of each other, will the love still exist?

Or it's like a couple who have been together for a long time, when their liking becomes a habit of family affection, they are no longer lovers.

But... they were not lovers in the first place.

This layer of identity in front of the camera is fake.

I don't know if it was too exhausting from fishing this morning, or for some other reason, but Cheng Xi went to bed early in the morning.

After Meng Zhijin finished the interview, she chatted downstairs with Sun Ran for a while, and when she came up, she saw that Cheng Xi had fallen asleep.

The moon cast from the skylight was bright and clear, lighting up Cheng Xi's sleeping face in the dark environment like a preference.

She fell asleep like this in a rare peaceful state, so obedient that she couldn't bear to be disturbed.

Meng Zhijin's movements were already light, and the sound of walking was even less audible now.

The night in the mountains is always quiet, and soon the romantic hut, as the only star that fell on the ground under this night sky, was quickly extinguished.

The soft bed sank slightly, and the scent of being wet by water sneaked into Cheng Xi's dream.

When she fell asleep last night, she was not in a good state. When Cheng Xi woke up in the morning, she felt unspeakably uncomfortable.

Her eyes were a little dry, her throat was also dry, and her head was even more blunt, as if she was about to be pulled in and eaten by her chaotic dream last night.

Cheng Xi was dreaming again.

It was still Meng Zhijin who dreamed.

That was after they got married.

With the Jade Award for Best Newcomer and the blessing of many scripts, I wanted to find Cheng Xi. Cheng Xi was a little messy and gradually became charming, so he took the book home, and took Meng Zhijin to help her analyze it.

The starry sky is exposed in the center of the city full of tall buildings, and the stars are rarely bright.

Cheng Xi was used to leaning against Meng Zhijin to read the script, her thick long hair scattered on Meng Zhijin's lap.

"Sister, I think this is very interesting." Cheng Xi looked at it for a long time and finally saw an eye-catching one, holding up the script of "The Forgotten Girl", "This heroine is quite powerful, and she looks like me. "

"Her father is a big fisherman who favors sons over daughters. He gave birth to several daughters before, and the heroine was the last one, because his daughter-in-law had dystocia and bleeding when she gave birth to the heroine. The heroine was raised by him as a son, and he fell in love with her." The female teacher who came to teach in the village..."

"Same-sex themes." Meng Zhijin narrowed her eyes slightly as she listened to Cheng Xi's plot outline.

"It's a little involved." Cheng Xi didn't mind the subject matter of the book, and put the book in her hand on her lap, looking at Meng Zhijin with her dark eyes, "It's just a love that ended without a problem. In the story of a period of time, the heroine's family will be labeled as rightists, and the whole family will be left with the heroine."

Meng Zhijin quietly listened to Cheng Xi's summary, and took the notebook on her lap: "Do you like it?"

"Yeah." Cheng Xi didn't hide it.

"Go and see it for you tomorrow." Meng Zhijin looked at the few lines written on the cover of the script, and fixed her eyes on the director's name, "Maybe it will be possible."

"Sister is so kind." Cheng Xi rolled her eyes, and her eyes were full of fox-like smiles.

Speaking of that time, it was really wanton, hooking the neck, you can ask for a kiss.

Who cares if he is not doing his job properly, and it has distorted the original purpose of reading scripts on the balcony.

The warm summer wind passed through the tall buildings in the city, through the light and loose clothes.

Lips and teeth pressed against each other, sweat gradually drenched the back along with suppressed panting...

"..."

Cheng Xi recalled her dream, put her arms on her forehead, and let out a ruthless breath with a bit of temper.

She really couldn't figure out why she had such a dream last night.

Boring and uninteresting.

baffling!

And at this time, Meng Zhijin also woke up.

She looked at Cheng Xi at the side and asked, "Did you have a nightmare?"

Hearing the sound, Cheng Xi looked at Meng Zhijin with her eyes half down under her arms.

Another person in the dream was sitting up, with her round shoulder blades exposed under her thick long hair.

The ambiguity brought by the dream has not yet dissipated, Cheng Xi watched the subconscious rolling down her throat, then turned her head back, and said with ulterior motives: "If it is a nightmare, the reality will be hell."

Meng Zhijin's eyes paused for a moment when he heard this, and then he said calmly, "It's not too early to get up and wash up."

Last night's dream was not limited to the one that Cheng Xilin remembered before she woke up. The continuous stories made her not sleep well, and her head is still muddled and she doesn't want to move.

The morning light fell on the bed from the skylight, and Cheng Xi rolled over lazily wrapped in a blanket, and turned to Meng Zhijin with her eyes closed: "Teacher Meng pulls me up."

The girl's straight forearm was just in Meng Zhijin's sight, white and translucent, with laziness and rascal clearly written on it.

Meng Zhijin didn't speak, and got up from the bed.

Then he took Cheng Xi's hand that was reaching out to her.

To be honest, Cheng Xi was surprised.

She didn't think that an arrogant Meng Zhijin would accommodate her willfulness like this, but the warmth and coolness coming from her hands was so clear, she really sat up slowly like this with Meng Zhijin's strength.

"Will you put on your shoes?" Meng Zhijin asked.

Did not sleep well, eyelids heavy.

Cheng Xi still has her eyes closed up to now, and a disproportionate smile appeared on her quiet and well-behaved face: "If Teacher Meng is willing, I don't mind."

In fact, Cheng Xi didn't have to ask Meng Zhijin to help her put on her shoes, she has hands and feet, she just followed what Meng Zhijin said, and said it happily.

After the words fell, Cheng Xi felt her hands being loosened.

The surroundings were quiet for a while, as if they had stopped.

Meng Zhijin seemed to be having a good time too, and didn't intend to help her put on her shoes.

As if some pebbles had been run over, Cheng Xi felt slightly numb in her heart.

Thinking that since she started doing it, she should be more dedicated and hurry up to wash up. There are still tasks to be done today, so Cheng Xi prepared to open her heavy eyes.

It's just that before she opened her eyes, something thin and slightly cool landed under her eyes, followed by her fingers brushing over the coolness, bringing little by little action.

The thick eyelashes trembled slightly, and Cheng Xi just sat on the edge of the bed like this, and the electric current brushed through her body along with the movement of the man's fingers.

"Don't move." Meng Zhijin carefully helped Cheng Xi stick her eye mask, with a calm voice, "I'll help you get rid of the swelling."

All of a sudden, the provocative fox didn't know what to do. He just let out a dry "Oh" and sat down obediently.

After the left eye patch was done, Meng Zhijin went to prepare the eye patch for the right eye.

You can feel the color of the light with your closed eyes, and the room in the early morning has a kind of peace and comfort, as if it is the best choice not to open your eyes at this moment.

Just being deprived of sight means the senses are magnified and sharpened.

When the familiar coldness fell on Cheng Xi's closed eyes again, the vision that was originally covered with light was covered by the falling figure.

The smell on Meng Zhijin's body was magnified and clear, and it all fell into Cheng Xi's nasal cavity.

There is always such a smell on her body, faint, and it is not clear which natural fragrances are mixed, but it was there in the past, and it still exists now, just like what she said "a habit that is too lazy to change".

Meng Zhijin's finger stayed under Cheng Xi's right eye for a few seconds, and then pulled it away.

The soft white tissue was pulled out with a slight sound.

She wiped her mucus-stained fingers slowly, and said calmly: "You can sit for a while, and take it off to wash after 10 minutes."

"Okay." Cheng Xi nodded, and opened her eyes after speaking.

It's just that the too bright light fell into her eyes, which made her feel uncomfortable with her eyes closed all the time.

The sun was dazzling, and Cheng Xi saw the figure in front of him squatting down in the white light.

Before she could react and distinguish, her ankles were covered with a familiar warmth and coolness.

Then the slightly rough material of linen skimmed the soles of her feet.

Meng Zhijin helped Cheng Xi put on the slippers.

The wind pushed the clouds past the sun, I don't know if it should be said that it is timely.

Cheng Xi's eyes adapted to the light, and Meng Zhijin could see clearly the lowered head.

She looked as if she was fulfilling a promise, with a side face with a few strands of hair hanging down, looking calm.

But it can be seen that people are not as calm as her.

Even when they lived together in the past, Meng Zhijin had never been like this.

In Cheng Xi's impression, Meng Zhijin always held her head high and her waist never collapsed.

Maybe the lens of the camera is not suitable for the sunlight, and the subtle sound of focusing can be heard in the room.

Cheng Xi suddenly hated this thing.

This made it difficult for her to tell whether the reality was real or fake.

In fact, there is nothing to be confused about.

How could it be true.

The camera seems to have refocused, and the lens is facing down quietly, without sound.

Cheng Xi retracted her peripheral vision without any traces, her fox-like eyes bent, and the moment Meng Zhijin got up, she hugged her, not stinging her sweetness: "Teacher Meng is so nice, What if I can't leave you?"

The sunlight fell unreservedly from the skylight, making Cheng Xi's shining eyes extraordinarily beautiful.

Cheng Xi's movements were extraordinarily quick and fast, and Meng Zhijin was caught off guard.

Meng Zhijin seemed to be upset and didn't know what to say, so Meng Zhijin rubbed Cheng Xi's hair like this.

There was no answer, but it seemed like everything was answered.

A new day of survival in the wilderness has begun, and today it is the turn of Cheng Xi's group of four to go to the back mountain to pick vegetables.

Yu Tong is a child who grew up in the city. He has never seen a vegetable field since he was a child. He has picked vegetables and had a lot of fun along the way: "A Yan, do you think it is good to pull the potatoes? I saw that He Chen came back yesterday. And the soil."

"Teacher Sun told me that there hasn't been much rain recently and the ground is very hard. Let us be careful when pulling potatoes." Xu Changyan said.

"It's actually a coincidence." Cheng Xi observed the vegetable fields in front of nearby villagers' houses, and at the same time "pried the shovel in his hand, shook it and it came out."

Yu Tong listened to Xin Qi: "Sister Cheng Xi, can I reasonably suspect that you have lived in the countryside?"

Cheng Xi paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "You forgot, Teacher Meng and I filmed a movie here."

"It was winter, the snow was very thick, and I couldn't see what was under the road. There were always some dead trees in the snow from where we lived. That day, Mrs. Meng tripped and I took the director to pick it up. Take a shovel and remove those nasty things from the road."

"Actually, it's not just Mr. Meng who has been tripped over. The assistant director and producer have also learned a lesson from it."

After speaking, Cheng Xi added slowly.

She said this without much care, as if she was saying another old thing that was not worthy of being given special significance.

Daylight fell through the leaves on one side, dappled by time.

After Cheng Xi finished speaking, she turned her head again, looked at Meng Zhijin, and asked suddenly, "Does Teacher Meng still remember?"

Meng Zhijin walked behind, her voice as unhurried as her steps: "Of course."

"Before I thought about what these trees would look like if spring came, they would be lush."

Cheng Xi smiled at Meng Zhijin when she heard her answer.

Quite satisfied.

The group soon arrived at the vegetable field of the romantic hut.

The four of Sun Ran and the others should have had a bumper harvest yesterday. Many of the crops that grew on the vines were picked off, and the new ones were a little tender.

On the other hand, there are a lot of potatoes that are difficult to deal with but have become valuable. It should be because they are not easy to pull out. After all, the vines are still lying on the ground fresh after being pulled.

With Cheng Xi's method, the four of them, who usually don't touch the spring water, move quickly.

After half a day's work, the small baskets were almost full.

The harvest is full and people have no time to pay attention. Cheng Xi didn't explain why she was so familiar with it just now.

"Today is much more tired than yesterday." As Yu Tong said, he raised his elbow, wiped off the beads of sweat hanging from his forehead, trotted to Xu Changyan's side, and took the water bottle straw in her hand.

Because of the exhaustion of too much physical strength, the breath exhaled from Yu Tong's nasal cavity was hot.

Xu Changyan just looked at the little girl beside him, felt the burning heat of her breath on her fingers, and pretended to be calm: "Of course I'm tired, yesterday you just sat under the tree to dry clothes."

Being exposed mercilessly, Yu Tong raised his eyes and looked at Xu Changyan with dissatisfaction.

Cheng Xi stood not far away watching, and couldn't help but smile.

Then there was a slight chill on the side of her face, and Meng Zhijin took a bottle of ice water provided by the program crew: "Here."

"Thank you, Teacher Meng." Cheng Xi took it.

The moment she raised her head to drink the water, her eyes stopped for a moment.

Occasionally, a clump of red spots appeared in the lush mountain forest, like wild fruit on a tree.

"There seems to be wild sour jujube trees on the mountain." Cheng Xi judged, as if thinking of something, she turned her head and asked, "Has Mr. Meng eaten sour jujube?"

Meng Zhijin shook her head: "No."

Cheng Xi then asked, "Want to eat?"

Meng Zhijin looked at Cheng Xi who seemed to be very interested in that thing, and asked, "Do you want to pick it for me?"

"If you want to eat, I'll go." Cheng Xi said, her crooked eyes were a little ambiguous.

Meng Zhijin didn't nod, let alone shake her head.

She screwed the cap on the water in her hand and said, "Let's go."

"Cheng..." Yu Tong sees everything fresh now, listening to the conversation between Cheng Xi and Meng Zhijin, and curiously wants to go, but Xu Changyan grabs him, "The mountain is more dangerous than the river, You better stop running around."

Although she wanted to go very much, she had no choice but to give up when she heard Xu Changyan's words, and pursed her mouth wearily.

Going up the mountain from here, Cheng Xi only found a narrow path that was not easy to go up.

She turned her head and looked at the follower who was carrying the camera and reluctantly followed her up, and said, "Why don't you just wait below, I'll go up with Teacher Meng."

Followers disagree.

They were working, and it was their task to record the pictures of Cheng Xi and Meng Zhijin.

It's just that the way up is a bit difficult. They bumped the heavy machine on their shoulders and hesitated.

It's okay for them to say that if the machine falls, they don't know how much they will pay.

Cheng Xi knew that the photographers had concerns, and she didn't like freedom being restricted by the camera. She turned her head quickly and said, "Don't you have a handheld camera? Give it to me, and I promise to record it for you."

This is also a good way.

The photographers looked at each other, discussed a few words and then nodded: "Mr. Meng and Mr. Cheng be careful."

"Don't worry." Cheng Xi took over the handheld camera and assured her.

Although they are all cameras, the feeling of taking pictures of yourself is different from that of others.

Cheng Xi has been restrained by the camera for these days, and finally there is no one following them except Meng Zhijin. Even with a hand-held camera in his hand, his movements are extraordinarily neat.

Maybe this is what freedom feels like.

Cheng Xi couldn't remember the last time he felt this way.

The intertwined forest leaves cover the summer heat of the sun setting, and when it falls on people's faces, it only makes people feel relaxed and comfortable.

The wind blew past Cheng Xi's ears, as if it could blow away all the disappointments of these years.

And she also felt the willfulness in this wind, which she hadn't experienced in a long time.

Thinking of this, Cheng Xi seemed to have suddenly remembered something, and turned around abruptly.

I saw that Meng Zhijin was not very agile, but still followed her closely, still carrying a small basket in his hand.

She almost forgot about her.

She stood silently behind her.

Cheng Xi didn't know how to describe her mood at the moment, she just bent her eyes and said with a smile: "Teacher Meng's physical strength has improved."

"Otherwise there is no way to catch up with you." Meng Zhijin replied.

There was a little panting in her voice, but her tone was still calm.

The wind blew her words into Cheng Xi's ears, splitting them into two forks, causing waves in her eyes.

Cheng Xi suddenly paused.

But within a few seconds, she raised the camera in her hand to her face, looked at Meng Zhijin on the monitor, and asked in a voice-over: "Did you say this to the camera, or to me?"

Meng Zhijin has long been used to the shot of short cannons, and Cheng Xi didn't respond when she suddenly raised the camera, she just asked, "Isn't it you who asked me?"

"Yes." Cheng Xi nodded, letting Meng Zhijin evade her own question, looking up at the sour jujube tree above, "I'll go up and fight, and you will continue below."

Meng Zhijin knew that Cheng Xi could climb trees, so she nodded reassuringly, "Okay."

Cheng Xi climbed up the tree and broke off a branch to beat the dates.

The ripe red fruits just fell from the tree one after another. From Meng Zhijin's sight, it looked like a red rain falling in summer.

Cheng Xi's movements were neat and her shots were accurate.

Today, for the convenience of her work, she specially tied a high ponytail. Now the ponytail is scattered and falls with the movement of her leaning down. She is somewhat inattentive to her image, but what is more important is her youthful look.

Because he felt a sense of accomplishment, the heavy dead spirit turned into high spirits.

Meng Zhijin raised her head and watched, but she didn't know whether the gaze in the camera fell on the jujube or the man.

"Swipe--!"

And at this moment, the camera spun around for a while.

The branches trembled and the leaves fell off, and the vacuoles burst open with a green and bitter taste.

Cheng Xi wanted to go to another tree, but accidentally missed and fell down.

"Child!"

The basket full of jujubes was thrown on the ground, and Meng Zhijin's expression changed suddenly.

Cheng Xi was a little dazzled by the fall, but she was still thinking about the hand-held lens in her hand. It was too expensive, and she couldn't afford it: "Check to see if it's okay."

Meng Zhijin was a little annoyed, helped Cheng Xi up, and said, "When are you still thinking about it? Are you okay?"

Cheng Xi seldom heard Meng Zhijin speak in such an aggressive voice, she was taken aback for a moment, and felt aggrieved: "Why are you so fierce?"

"Don't you know what I am? Of course it's fine, it's just that I accidentally missed it."

Speaking of which, Cheng Xi stood up from the ground, wanting to show Meng Zhijin that she was safe and sound.

But her waist was weak, and it was because of this stop that Cheng Xi clearly felt a familiar pain rising from her waist.

She fell to her waist.

Awkward, refused to bow his head.

Cheng Xi stood up pretending nothing had happened, looked at the basket and jujubes on the ground beside her, and said, "You see, I actually shot a lot, let's pack it up and go back, I don't know if I have to pay for this lens if it is broken." how much is it."

As Cheng Xi spoke, she frowned with the last half sentence.

I don't know whether it will work if I go back and stick a plaster.

Or did Xiao Wu prepare a plaster for himself?

Cheng Xi was a little distressed, and when she raised her head again, she saw a basket containing jujubes across her line of sight.

Meng Zhijin expressionless: "Take it."

Cheng Xi was puzzled: "What are you doing?"

Meng Zhijin didn't explain, just said: "Take it."

The pain in the waist separated some of Cheng Xi's energy.

She looked at the broken hand-held camera in her hand, and inexplicably felt that Meng Zhijin had stopped pretending.

He was the one who dragged her to beat the dates, so she had to carry the beaten things back home.

The originally uneven brows frowned even tighter, Cheng Xi took the basket handed over by Meng Zhijin, and smiled at the corner of her mouth: "There is no camera, so you don't have to do this."

"That's right. I can do this without a camera." Meng Zhijin nodded, and turned around in front of Cheng Xi while talking.

Cheng Xi was stunned for a moment.

Then the weightless feeling of being lifted up in the air spread from her toes to the top of her head.

Meng Zhijin caught off guard and carried Cheng Xi on her back like this, and the voice with her back turned was filled with a lot of coldness: "Can you fool others, can you fool me?"

"You have to pay attention, your waist can't be tossed anymore."

Perhaps it was because she realized that her disguise was seen through, or felt that others cared about her, so she struggled to stir up Cheng Xi's emotions from the numb sadness earlier, and kicked her emotional jar to pieces with a bang. , Many kinds of emotions flooded into Cheng Xi's head following these words, converging into an obscure past that he didn't want to recall.

Cheng Xi paused for a moment, her voice was low as if she was struggling out of the dust: "You still remember that my waist injury is serious again."