Fake cold and really cute

16

The man stopped in front of the tombstone and coughed twice.

Dressed in black, with hair reaching to the waist, the waist is not enough to grasp, and the long skirts stacked like layers of black veils are close to the ankles, and the ankles are so slender that they cannot be folded.

Among the branches and leaves, He Lan saw the person who came bent slightly, took out the handkerchief from his pocket, and leaned over to wipe the ashes on the tombstone.

He Lan squatted behind the bushes and moved slightly, finally seeing the man's face clearly.

The person who was supposed to be in N City unexpectedly appeared in the Hongchanshan Cemetery at night, and even wiped the ashes on her tombstone.

It was only then that He Lan realized that the toe of the shoe of the person who loved to be clean was actually covered with mud, and the muddy water had dried up on it.

Originally, she was just curious about who came, but now she is full of doubts.

In her memory, she was really not familiar with Xue Jingqiu in her previous life, and the communication between the two was only limited to business exchanges.

She always felt that Xue Jingqiu seemed to have been hostile to her all the time, and the only few eye contact was very cold, alienated and not very happy.

But how could such a person insist on waiting for a flight back during the heavy rain in N City, and then rushed to the cemetery at night to wipe the ash on the tombstone for her?

The street lights in the cemetery were dim, not much brighter than the white moonlight.

With the light behind her back, Xue Jingqiu stood in front of the tombstone for a long time, then slowly squatted down, and her hands touched the petals of the bunch of primroses.

His fingertips stroked the half-exposed card.

She lowered her eyebrows, as if she was thinking about something, after a while, she frowned slightly, picked up the thin card between the branches and leaves, and put it in her pocket.

When she saw the card, there was no surprise or curiosity in her eyes, and she didn't even look at what was written on it when she picked it up. She just raised her hand and picked up the card.

The movement was very natural, as if she put the flowers and wrote the cards.

He Lan was dumbfounded, she was taken away by Xue Jingqiu before she could even read the words clearly.

A ridiculous guess suddenly flashed in her mind——

Perhaps Xue Jingqiu brought the flower in her arms, and she also put the card.

But why do you have to take the card back?

She stared, and couldn't help getting closer to the bushes. She didn't know what she stepped on, and her feet suddenly creaked.

In this silent cemetery, the creaking sound is especially clear.

Xue Jingqiu paused, and when she took her hand out of her pocket, she frowned slightly and followed the creaking sound.

Then the line of sight was blocked by the bushes, and I only felt that there was a dark shadow behind.

Xue Jingqiu frowned slightly, then put on the mask and hat again, turned around and left.

Not long after Xue Jingqiu left, He Lan slowly crawled out from behind the bushes. She hammered her knees, moved her slightly numb legs, and squatted down in front of her tombstone again.

She raised her hand to brush over her wiped clean photo, and suddenly wanted to take a sip of the milk tea that someone brought her.

The label of the milk tea was torn off, only the word "milk green" could be seen faintly, and double the pearls were added inside, even though the pearls were all glued together now.

She glanced at it, the card in the bouquet was really taken away by Xue Jingqiu, He Lan suddenly regretted it, she should have shown the words on the card earlier before hiding.

When she began to mourn the spring and autumn, and remember her lost youth, a voice suddenly came from her ear.

It was Xue Jingqiu who said coldly: "Why are you, what are you doing here?"

He Lan turned her head abruptly, only to realize that she had been tricked by Xue Yinghou.

This act really resembled, before leaving, she put away her card and handkerchief, and even wore her hat and mask tightly, so she really thought she was going to leave.

Unexpectedly, this person hid so impeccably, and even his footsteps were light, so that no one could hear her footsteps walking back.

Xue Jingqiu lowered her eyebrows and looked down at the person in front of her. She pursed her lips into a line, even her slender eyebrows were slightly raised, and the air pressure in her body was several degrees lower than usual.

Her eyes seemed to be inspecting, and her brows and eyes, which were usually cold but soft, narrowed slightly.

He Lan was at a loss for words for a moment, and she quickly said, "I'll come and see senior."

Xue Jingqiu lowered his voice again and said, "How do you know this place?"

The day of the burial was well kept secret. Up to now, the Ye family has not disclosed the address of the cemetery, and no passer-by has revealed it.

"I..." He Lan couldn't answer immediately.

It was Xue Jingqiu who said it himself: "Who told you?"

He Lan: "Rong Qi."

Xue Jingqiu was silent, and after a while, although there was still hostility in her eyes, it was obviously a little less questioning than before.

"I said that I respected Teacher Ye very much and liked her and her works very much. Later, Rong Qi told me the address and said that she could only come and visit and not disturb Teacher Ye." He Lan made up stories online, her face not flushed jump.

"Don't be fooled by her." Xue Jingqiu said coldly.

He Lan quickly said: "We are now very close friends."

"Maybe she took you as a substitute." Xue Jingqiu said again.

He Lan: "Okay then..." It sounded a little aggrieved.

Xue Jingqiu turned his head slightly, and looked at the photo on the tombstone in front of him, his gaze was full of tenderness and nostalgia, as if he was remembering a close friend or a lover.

This look made He Lan feel weird, what kind of feelings made Xue Jingqiu do this.

She hesitated to speak, and a guess made her heart tremble.

You can't really love me secretly.

Xue Jingqiu suddenly asked: "Why did you come at this time?"

He Lan's thoughts were disturbed, she blurted out: "Rong Qi repeatedly told me not to disturb Teacher Ye."

She paused for a while, and said awkwardly: "I was thinking that if I come at night, Teacher Ye should be asleep, so I won't be able to disturb you."

Xue Jingqiu's eyes fell on He Lan's body immediately filled with pity.

He Lan almost bit her tongue. After she finished speaking, she felt like a mentally retarded person.

In order to show that she really likes Teacher Ye, He Lan squatted on her grave at night, telling Xue Jingqiu about the movies she made before.

From the least-known literary and artistic film to the large-scale fantasy costume movie that sold at the box office.

Her face was burning hot, and a shyness that she had never experienced surged in her heart, and she kept boasting about herself.

Fortunately, the night was very dark and the lights were very dim, which did not fully expose her crimson auricles in front of Xue Jingqiu.

She noticed that the more she talked, the softer the look in Xue Jingqiu's drooping eyebrows.

Standing in front of her tombstone, the clear and cold actress looked like she was about to cry, and her eyes seemed to be filled with water.

"I like her attitude when filming. No matter how bad the weather and environment are, she never uses a body double. She is obviously exhausted, and she has walked a long way to buy hot drinks for the visiting fans." He Lan She pursed her lips, and raised her hand to cover her slightly hot face.

She swallowed, and then continued, "She has her own understanding of movies, and every movie she accepts is carefully thought out. Before... before that, she mentioned in WB that she would give everyone a surprise, The accompanying picture is a photo with Director Lu Zhanhui."

"I think she may be preparing a new movie. She has always been serious about her work, so I have been looking forward to the work she is preparing, but it's a pity." She even participated in the filming and screenwriting of the film, but before it was ready to be completed, it was stopped by a car accident.

"I think I like her more than her movies." Finally came a summary.

After finishing speaking, He Lan raised her head, and secretly glanced at Xue Jingqiu between her fingers covering her face.

This person who has always been as cold as an iceberg snow lotus raised his jaw and blinked his eyes slowly several times.

She was silent without saying a word, tightly holding the hand hanging by her side.

It seems that when she is here, everything around her has become an imaginary decoration, and she is alone, surrounded by darkness.

This is not like the Xue Jingqiu He Lan knew.

He Lan slowly opened her fingers again, trying to find another topic to break the silence, but before she could speak, she saw the red lips of the person standing by slightly parted.

"I like her very much too." Xue Jingqiu said hoarsely, as if choking on her sobs.