"No." Zhu Yilong shook his head and refused, "You don't have to say anything, but you can't drink."

"Then I told you, don't scold me. I feel like my personality is about to collapse." Song Nuan hesitated.

"No, tell me, I don't curse people, and I don't spread rumors." Zhu Yilong's voice made people feel stable.

Song Nuan crossed her arms and bowed her head, thinking for a while before she spoke, "In fact, Jia Dongdong and I have never been separated, and we have never even met twice. When Chang Yuannan chased me, he hadn't broken up with Jia Dongdong. Together, he went to a showdown with Jia Dongdong, saying that he fell in love with someone else, and Jia Dongdong was in great pain. Later, we also separated. I was ignorant at the time, and I insisted on keeping him. I did a lot of stupid things. I didn't know the truth until about a year later, and Not long after I returned to the city, he and Jia Dongdong rekindled their old relationship. So the three of us, the three relationships are seamlessly connected, or overlapped. Jia Dongdong and I are each other’s mistresses.”

Zhu Yilong was dumbfounded and didn't know what to say for a while.

Song Nuan lowered her head even lower, and she turned slightly sideways, wanting to leave.

"Hey." Zhu Yilong grabbed her, "It's not your fault, you didn't know it at the time."

"Really? The scary thing is that at the beginning, even if I knew it, I would still be with Chang Yuannan. Do you know what it's like to love someone so badly?" Song Nuan's hair was disheveled, and her eyes were a little flustered. Trembling, almost unable to stand.

An unspeakable feeling flashed through Zhu Yilong's mind, he moved Song Nuan to the corner behind the fire door, "Stand still."

Song Nuan stood leaning against the wall, and smiled cynically, "Why, you want to scold me."

"I don't want to scold you, I want to wake you up." Zhu Yilong was very serious, not joking.

Song Nuan immediately shook her head, "I want to call the police."

"Okay." Zhu Yilong grabbed her hand, "Are you awake now?"

"I woke up, I woke up a long time ago. When we first broke up, I really thought the sky was falling, I thought love was the most important thing, and it didn't matter if I was a little three or a little four. Now, now I'm grown up." Song Nuan kept laughing.

"Then what are you worried about, are you afraid of facing him?"

"Of course, I will see him up and down in the future. However, I am more worried about my mother now." Song Nuan finally stopped laughing, "Chang Yuannan may have looked for my mother, and my mother doesn't want me to go home, so I stayed. For so many years, my family and I have always had a tacit agreement not to mention anything about Chang Yuannan, this time, this time, he is going too far."

"I think you can be honest with Auntie. Since you no longer love him, he can't hurt you. If Auntie knows what you think, she won't worry about you." Zhu Yilong tried to give her some advice.

"No, I can't say some things. Every family has different ways of communicating. My mother and I are very close, but it's not a friend, or a traditional mother-daughter relationship. I can't do it." Song Nuan was in a bit of pain. I rarely call my mother face to face, let alone hug my parents, say I love you, etc. Besides, Chang Yuannan is really a taboo in their house, it would be embarrassing to mention it suddenly, and no one else would understand, but this is the truth, She has a particularly good relationship with her parents, but there is indeed a gap.

"There's nothing you can't talk about." Zhu Yilong and his parents are like family members and friends, and they are obviously the group of people who don't understand.

"Okay, that's it. Don't worry about me, I can handle it well. Hey, there is no alcohol or tobacco. This heartfelt complaint is not poetic. Go back and rest early, and you have to film tomorrow." Song Nuan began to urge.

"Don't worry, I don't think things are that bad. It's fine for Chang Yuannan to find the department, but he can still find your home?" Song Nuan's house lives in a remote place, and Zhu Yilong thought it was very hard to find.

"Then how did you find it?"

"I've been there once."

"Chang Yuannan has been there several times."

I went, it turns out that people have already met the parents.

Song Nuan returned to the room and saw Li Nan holding the computer, sitting cross-legged on the bed writing a play, at least she had run out of cigarettes.She slit the window to diffuse the smell of smoke.

"Sister Li, I want to discuss something with you." Song Nuan sat down on the bed.

"Let's talk." Li Nan didn't take his eyes off the screen.

"Starting tomorrow, I will help you write the script. There is no charge. Can we stop smoking in the room?"

"It turns out that you went out to hide from cigarettes. Okay, no problem." Li Nan was very happy, where to catch such a ready-made labor force.

"It's a deal." Song Nuan got an affirmative answer, and went to wash happily.

"Sister Li, why is there a door here?" Song Nuan suddenly found a door on the wall.

"It's probably connected to the next door. Many rooms in this hotel have been connected." Li Nan is an old man.

"Where is next door?" Song Nuan's scalp was a little numb.

"I don't know yet, the director, or the starring role. Sometimes we discuss the script, for fear of being photographed and causing unnecessary misunderstandings."

Song Nuan immediately put down the tooth cup, checked the door carefully, and moved a chair against the door.

"What are you doing?" Li Nan thought it was funny, "You are afraid that an actor will come to visit you in the middle of the night."

"I'm afraid that I will become a beast when I fall asleep, so I can't help but visit and molest those male actors." Song Nuan said solemnly.

"Pfft." Li Nan took a sip of good coffee and sprayed it all on the screen.

Song Nuan returned to the room and saw Li Nan holding the computer, sitting cross-legged on the bed writing a play, at least she had run out of cigarettes.She slit the window to diffuse the smell of smoke.

"Sister Li, I want to discuss something with you." Song Nuan sat down on the bed.

"Let's talk." Li Nan didn't take his eyes off the screen.

"Starting tomorrow, I will help you write the script. There is no charge. Can we stop smoking in the room?"

"It turns out that you went out to hide from cigarettes. Okay, no problem." Li Nan was very happy, where to catch such a ready-made labor force.

"It's a deal." Song Nuan got an affirmative answer, and went to wash happily.

"Sister Li, why is there a door here?" Song Nuan suddenly found a door on the wall.

"It's probably connected to the next door. Many rooms in this hotel have been connected." Li Nan is an old man.

"Where is next door?" Song Nuan's scalp was a little numb.

"I don't know yet, the director, or the starring role. Sometimes we discuss the script, for fear of being photographed and causing unnecessary misunderstandings."

Song Nuan immediately put down the tooth cup, checked the door carefully, and moved a chair against the door.

"What are you doing?" Li Nan thought it was funny, "You are afraid that an actor will come to visit you in the middle of the night."

"I'm afraid that I will become a beast when I fall asleep, so I can't help but visit and molest those male actors." Song Nuan said solemnly.

"Pfft." Li Nan took a sip of good coffee and sprayed it all on the screen.

Song Nuan finally started her hard-working career as a small screenwriter.

Normally, Song Nuan would write an episode of TV drama every day according to Li Nan's outline. She didn't know anything about the screenwriter's requirements, and Li Nan didn't bother to go into details. Where it fits, it doesn't work, so Song Nuan can write a script for three days, and he still stays up all night at the risk of going bald.The most frightening thing is that since Song Nuan officially started writing dramas, Li Nan has become extremely unkind, and she is not polite when speaking, and she is full of confidence when she curses. Song Nuan feels that her graduate career is not messed up. so miserable.As for the finished product, Song Nuan's own mother didn't know her at all. She felt that Li Nan must have disliked her poor diction and rewrote it herself.Fortunately, Song Nuan had no demands on herself, and was not hit by Li Nan's poisonous tongue at all. She should eat and sleep, and it didn't matter if her work was torn up or not hired. Under the torture, Song Nuan didn't lose a single catty. She also began to admire her thick skin and strong adaptability. This is definitely not her style. I think how much she cried because of homesickness and sunburn during military training. times.

"Sister, you made the little girl cry again." Song Nuan came out of the bathroom, and saw Han Lu running out of the room crying all the way holding the script.

"This one has the thinnest skin." Li Nan was also a little helpless.

"It's because you are too demanding." Song Nuan was not convinced, and she didn't know why, but she was not afraid of Li Nan.

"This has been filming for 20 days, and the director asks me for the script every day, and I also have a headache." Li Nan couldn't help but started eating spicy strips again.

"Is the director coming? I'll go out and hide." Song Nuan was like a bird of fright. The director and actors often came to find the screenwriter. Of course, they came in through the main entrance, not the so-called secret door. Every time before coming, Song Nuan would find an excuse to hide. Letting go, this is a rare time for her to rest. The rest of the time is basically devoted to writing dramas, and then eating, sleeping, and going to the bathroom can be solved in the room.

"No, I'm going to the scene today." Li Nan packed up his things and prepared to go out.

"Okay, I'll open the door for you." The moment Song Nuan opened the door, she saw a group of people in front of her, each wearing a hat and sunglasses, covered tightly, with the wind blowing from the soles of her feet, walking fast and anxiously.

"Come on." Li Nan glanced through the crack of the door. It was the director and actors rushing to the set.

"Yeah." Song Nuan nodded deeply, "At this moment, I can feel the distance from them."

"Write the script well at home, and I'll check it when I come back." Li Nan instructed her.

After Song Nuan put on the isolation and foundation, she sat in front of the computer and started writing dramas. Except getting up to pour water and go to the bathroom, she basically didn’t move. In Li Nan’s eyes, she was a very useful brick. Ask her to write something or how There is never any opinion on reform, and there will never be a second time for a mistake made once.No matter how urgent the reminder is, she can always complete the task on time, and the quality will never be too bad. Although she is not high in EQ and can't socialize, she is not lazy, does not play tricks, and does not ask for money. She is simply a perfect subordinate.But Song Nuan is by no means a masochist. She really likes to write, and it is the kind of love that is not for fame or gain. Seeing her awkward finished product sometimes feels more fulfilling than getting a diploma and bonus.

"Ding ding." The alarm started to ring, Song Nuan looked at her watch, it was past eleven o'clock, no wonder she was hungry, in order to save time and refuse the crew's lunch box, Song Nuan bought a mini rice cooker online, she couldn't make it For rice, I learned a lazy method, throwing rice, meat, fruits and vegetables into the pot, and finally eating stewed rice directly, but washing the pot is a bit troublesome.Song Nuan saw that the time was about the same, poured the prepared rice, mushrooms, rapeseed, ham sausage, corn kernels and light soy sauce into the pot, and set a time to start writing again.Song Nuan is not picky about food, basically all the stew is a hodgepodge, and sometimes Li Nan will also eat some.

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