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After seeing the person regaining consciousness, An Jing smiled and said: "Let's go, let's go to eat first, and then take a rest. Anyway, our play is in the second scene this afternoon, so we can take a rest first."

Hearing this, Pei Shaoling was stunned for a moment, then nodded, and silently followed behind the boy.

If it wasn't for An Jing's sense of his faintly drifting gaze, he would have thought that he was really fine.

Because it is in the villa area, there are still a lot of food around, although the price is a bit expensive, but whether it is for the current Anjing or Pei Shaoling, it is not a problem.

The two came to a restaurant, and after ordering a few dishes, An Jing began to talk to Pei Shaoling like a confidant sister.

"What happened to you just now? I remember that you were not so involved in the drama before and couldn't get out."

Hearing this, Pei Shaoling's eyes darkened, his throat rolled, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time, a hoarse and painful voice came out of his mouth.

"An'an, tell me, if you didn't fall in love with me back then, or if I didn't give up on you, or if I hurt you like Ling Hui, you..." Speaking of this, Pei Shaoling paused unconsciously, he even Some don't want to ask what's next.

But An Jing seemed to know what he was going to ask, and smiled, "Do you want to ask me, will I leave your side like Gu An in the script, or would I rather get sick and die? I love you?"

The moment he heard An Jing's question, Pei Shaoling's body trembled slightly. He was always calm, indifferent, and unmoving. At this moment, he even wanted to escape. He didn't want to listen to the boy's next answer.

But An Jing didn't let him escape, because he knew that if he didn't get rid of this man's knot this time, then he might not be in the movie again, or he might be even more involved in the filming later. There is a possibility of confusion between reality and script.

So An Jing silently held Pei Shaoling's hand on the table, and looked at him tenderly, as if coaxing a child, and the listeners felt inexplicably comfortable.

"In this world, there are not so many ifs, and it is impossible for us to be like Gu An and the others. We have a different ending from them. They ended in tragedy, but we are very happy and sweet, just like Gu An may not be able to live forever. Calling Ling Hui's name with love, but I call you Shaoling, we are different."

Pei Shaoling was really entangled, whether it was the similarity between them or the empathy for the same paranoid love, but after listening to An Jing's explanation, he suddenly became enlightened.

It was like seeing the sun through the clouds.

Yes, even if they don't know what the ending will be now, the happiness of him and his An An is already different from that of Gu An in the script.

It was also at this time that Pei Shaoling softly asked the question he had always wanted to ask.

"An'an, why did you write this script? This... has a similar but completely different story to ours?"

From the moment he decided to write his autobiography, An Jing knew that he would definitely ask, so he wasn't surprised at all, instead it seemed like he was relieved after waiting for a long time for you to finally ask.

He smiled slightly and said, "Do you believe in reincarnation or another world?"

Pei Shaoling was slightly stunned, as if he didn't expect him to jump the topic to this, but he still thought about it seriously, and then replied: "I don't believe in science, and I also don't believe in ghosts and gods, so speaking of you, there is no belief." Don't believe it, because believe it or not, I don't know if they really exist."

The man's [-]% rational answer was within Anjing's expectations, after all, if he answered the letter, perhaps he would be the one who was surprised.

However, even if he answered like this, An Jing still had a prepared answer.

He lowered his head slightly, looking at the blooming flowers on the table, his expression was a little erratic, but his voice was full of firmness.

"I believe, I believe, in another world, there are people like us, maybe they are also named An Jing and Pei Shaoling, but their ending may be different from ours, our happiness is hard-won now, and such Happiness, as long as I know it, I don’t need Zu to write it.”

An Jing's answer was endless, it was clearly an explanation, but in fact he still didn't say why he wanted to write this book and make the film into a TV series, but Pei Shaoling somehow understood it.

Then Pei Shaoling didn't ask any more, he thought that he would understand in the future, so he didn't ask any more.

The two of them acted as if nothing had happened, and then they both ate lunch happily. An Jing smiled and said that the dish was delicious, and then Pei Shaoling smiled and gave him some more of that dish.

After lunch, I really took a break before returning to the set to continue filming.

During filming in the afternoon, sure enough, Pei Shaoling's condition improved a lot. Although he was in good condition all the time, Lynch obviously felt that after he finished calling the card, Pei Shaoling didn't maintain the expression and expression that he only had in the scene. eyes.

He gave An Jing a thumbs up without any trace, An Jing knew what he was referring to, so she just raised her eyebrows slightly, with a slightly proud look in her eyes, and then stopped looking at him.

The subsequent filming went much smoother, and as time passed, Anjing and the others had been filming for almost three months.

But Anjing, who was supposed to be filming the ending of the second half of the film, was on the plane at this time, and Yingfeng was sitting next to him, and he kept nagging: "Let me tell you, your clothes are so real." No way, and your makeup, I have to ask them to reapply it for you after getting off the plane, this time is a hard-won opportunity, I don’t want to die because of your image, without even touching the threshold back home."

An Jing didn't speak, just lying on the armchair wearing a blindfold, not sure if he was asleep or awake.

But obviously Yingfeng didn't let him go just because he didn't answer, he just lowered his head and sniffed An Jing's body, and then immediately walked away, looking very disgusted.

"At first, I thought it was just an image problem, but now it seems that I have to change your makeup artist and stylist. I used to dress up so carefully, but now I am so perfunctory, and there is this smell, this strong smell. The smell of perfume doesn't suit your audition role at all, you have to change it later..."

Listening to him talking about clothes, make-up, and then perfume, and seeing that he was about to start talking about something else, Anjing couldn't bear it anymore, pulled off the blindfold, and stared at Yingfeng resentfully.

"I said my big manager, do you doubt my acting skills, or my choice? I can assure you that this outfit and this perfume are not as bad as you think, so you don't have to be so nervous .”