Peek into the light

God knows how much effort Xie Shiye spent to force himself to stand firmly in place, observing the two people in the dressing room with an unchanged expression, seeing Song Yi's face from Fu Xu's face.

Like an outsider, looking at the cruel scenery that has nothing to do with him.

He was afraid that he would find out his preference for Song Yi's appearance from Fu Xu's eyes, or maybe he liked it.

If there is, then this shooting will become a long Ling Chi.

Xie Shiye had never inquired carefully about Fu Xu and Si Nan's affairs, and what he learned was the news that had been widely circulated.

He escaped for a long time, closed his eyes and covered his ears, not seeing or listening, deceiving himself and others.

Fu Xu's gaze just stopped just right, and he raised his eyebrows inquiringly, as if wondering why there was an extra person in the dressing room.

Xie Shiye sat in his seat, took off his hat, rubbed his left eye wearily, and barely opened his right eye, looking at the expressions of the two people in the mirror.

With one eye open, the field of vision is not very clear, it is very blurry.

Song Yi told Fu Xu the same set of rhetoric that he had given to Xie Shiye.Fu Xu only hummed silently, without any intention of being polite, walked to his seat with a blank expression, and sat down.

He and Xie Shiye were located next to each other, and they usually greeted each other when they met, but today they didn't.

Xie Shiye put his hands down from his eyes, thinking about things in a mess. Fu Xu paid attention to Song Yi. He was worried that it was strange that Fu Xu had such a cold attitude towards Song Yi.

He thought to himself mockingly, even Fu Xu is not his, so why worry so much.

Xie Shiye couldn't help sighing, without him realizing it.

Song Yi's probing eyes fell on the two leading actors, and he keenly felt a subtle sense of tension in the air.

Moreover, when these two people met, they didn't greet each other. The gangsters are all good people. Song Yi regretted entering this dressing room. If Xie Shiye and Fu Xu got into a fight, would he go or stay? , Is to ignore or persuade to fight.

If rumors of a quarrel spread, he would be blamed.

Some didn't think a lot, Song Yi was a little flustered, and his eyes signaled his makeup artist to move faster.

Although the makeup artist is an assistant, she also knows how to read eyes, so she naturally found that the atmosphere in the dressing room was not right.

So he speeded up, fixed Song Yi's makeup, sprayed it on his face, Song Yi closed his eyes, at this moment he heard someone talking in this room, and that person said: "What's wrong with your eyes?"

Slightly hoarse and deep, with clear articulation, it is a voice that is very suitable for recording as the original sound.

It wasn't Xie Shiye's voice, it was Fu Yingdi who gave Song Yi a cold hum.

Song Yi quickly opened his eyes, and quietly observed the two through the mirror.

Xie Shiye is very handsome without makeup, not much different from the makeup, the corners of the eyes are indeed a little red, and the eyelids are slightly swollen.

Xie Shiye's voice was very low, and he deserved it very flatly. He touched his eyes with his fingers: "I didn't sleep well."

Fu Xu still seemed to want to say something: "Qi..." After saying only one word, he subconsciously glanced at Song Yi, who quickly lowered his head to play with his phone.

At this moment, Xie Shiye got up suddenly, put his hands in his pockets, and wanted to go out.

Fu Xu frowned and asked, "Where are you going?"

Xie Shiye walked very fast. He stood near Song Yi and was forced to stop.Fu Xu couldn't see it, but Song Yi could see it clearly.

He clearly saw the fragility and the slightest pain in Xie Shiye's eyes, which flashed by, his eyebrows and eyes were melancholy, and there was a special kind of touching.

Xie Shiye's hand in his pocket seemed to be clenched into a fist, and he bulged tightly: "I want to go out and smoke a cigarette to wake up my mind."

After speaking, he walked out of the dressing room in a gust of wind.

Xie Shiye left, Song Yi and the makeup artist looked at each other, feeling that the temperature in the dressing room had dropped, making it almost impossible to stay.Fortunately, there was only one last step left. After the makeup artist finished, Song Yi got up, greeted Fu Xu, and said he was leaving.

Fu Xu silently nodded to him in the mirror, and then continued to read the book in his hand.

Song Yi smacked his tongue in secret, this actor Fu is too imposing, no ordinary person can get close to him.

He just came out of the dressing room when he saw Xie Shiye standing not far away smoking a cigarette, his posture of exhaling smoke rings was as graceful as a movie scene.Seeing him from the corner of the eye, he looked over at him.

Song Yi stepped forward: "Mr. Xie, I've finished my makeup, let's go first."

Xie Shiye held a cigarette between his fingers, narrowed his eyes lazily, and paused on his face for a while before saying gently, "Why don't you stay inside for a while, it's very hot outside."

Song Yi smiled: "It's okay, I want to go to the set first, and the shooting will start soon, so I have to step on it."

Xie Shiye smoked a cigarette, and his voice became a little hoarse: "Don't worry, the crew are all very nice. Teacher Zhong is also a very good director."

Song Yi wanted to say that he knew that he just had hot pot with the director last night, but he was cautious and knew not to be blind, so he just smiled and said goodbye to Xie Shiye.

Xie Shiye watched Song Yi leave, and he even despised his hypocrisy. He was concerned on the surface, but jealous under the skin, and he was very artificial.

The tobacco was swallowed down the throat, and the internal organs were smoked into disappointment and depression.

His throat seemed to itch from allergies, he coughed loudly, his eyes were hot, and he choked on it.

Xie Shiye stubbed out the cigarette, put it back in the portable ashtray, and decided not to torture himself like this again.In fact, he has never been used to smoking, but he feels that the taste of smoking is unexpectedly similar to his crush.

Longing for pleasure in pain, praying for withdrawal in addiction.

Xie Shiye returned to the dressing room with a faint smell of cigarettes. Fu Xu was on the phone, and Xie Shiye heard Fu Xu calling Dr. Qi.

Seeing Xie Shiye's figure from the mirror, Fu Xu stopped his voice, pursed his lips slightly, and frowned slightly, as if Xie Shiye had bumped into something embarrassing.

Hearing that Dr. Qi was on the opposite side, Xie Shiye was not so stupid. He didn't even know why Fu Xu was talking to Dr. Qi.

She was still worried about him, even though she was still angry with him, she still wanted to care about him.

That's why people can't quit and get pleasure. Xie Shiye's heart is really complicated, and the scalding heat in his eye sockets shows signs of heating up again.

He stood at the door, blinked hard, and suppressed those useless emotions.

Fu Xu stared at him, and his voice was still on the phone, but he didn't ask too many questions, and said goodbye after a few words.

After making the call, he took down the phone and put it on the table. He misunderstood what Xie Shiye meant by standing at the door.

Fu Xu thought that Xie Shiye hated the act of calling on his own initiative, and said, "I'm sorry, I just want to ask Dr. Qi if you need a follow-up visit, and when is the specific time."

Xie Shiye walked to his place step by step: "Well, what did Doctor Qi say."

Fu Xu looked at his expression and found that he was not unhappy: "She said she would go again next week."

Facing the mirror, Xie Shiye tied up his hair, and the rubber band was hooked on his fingertips. When he pulled it, it suddenly broke and flew out. Xie Shiye's face turned pale instantly.

Fu Xu didn't know what happened, but if he guessed correctly, this rubber band should have a special meaning to Xie Shiye.

Because the last time he was by the river, he saw Xie Shiye hiding this rubber band in the palm of his hand and kissing it lightly through his fingers.

Xie Shiye squatted down in a panic, and he pulled the chair away forcefully, so eagerly that people knew how important this rubber band was to him.

It's a pity that the rubber band didn't know where it flew under the action of force. The dressing room was messy and there were many dark corners that could not be seen. looking for.

Fu Xu didn't say that it was just a rubber band, if you don't want to look for it, he picked up his phone and searched with him.

While searching, he remembered what Dr. Qi had said to him on the phone just now.Doctor Qi refused at first, and was unwilling to say too much, so that Fu Xu could care more about Xie Shiye on weekdays.Under Fu Xu's questioning, Doctor Qi still revealed something.

Because Fu Xu said that he didn't even know what went wrong with Xie Shiye, and he couldn't do anything about it, so he couldn't care less.Doctor Qi had no choice but to give him a direction to think about and pay attention to, which was about feelings.

Heart disease still needs heart medicine, and Xie Shiye's problem needs to be figured out by himself.

What kind of person is it that can make Xie Shiye become like this.If it is a rubber band, is it a girl's house?Which woman is it, the star?Amateur?

A series of suspicious objects slid through Fu Xu's mind, until he heard a bang, he looked in surprise, and found that Xie Shiye had accidentally knocked down on the cabinet, and his forehead was instantly bruised.

Fu Xu immediately put away his phone, walked over and grabbed Xie Shiye's arm forcefully, trying to pull him up.

Xie Shiye struggled subconsciously twice, but when he saw his eyes, the struggle weakened.

Fu Xu pressed the man on the chair, bent down to check Xie Shiye's forehead.Xie Shiye's hair has grown a lot, and it can cover half of his face when it hangs down.

He brushed away Xie Shiye's hair with his fingertips, pressed gently on the place where Xie Shiye was hit, and inspected it with a serious expression.

Fu Xu: "It seems a little swollen, does it hurt?"

Xie Shiye shook his head, he seemed helpless, his voice was trembling: "Brother, it's broken."

Why is it at such a time, it seems that the heavens are telling him that it is time to let go, stop looking, and stop clinging to people who do not belong to him.

Fu Xu brushed his hair back and tucked it behind his ear: "You need a hot compress, otherwise you won't be able to get on the mirror for a while."

Seeing that he didn't care about the rubber band, Xie Shiye only cared about the movie for a while. Now even his tongue became bitter, his throat hurt unbearably, and he contracted tightly, as if being pinched by someone, or being pinched by someone. Slapped.

Indeed, why should he ask people to care about a broken rubber band? What is the point of something that only he insists on.

At this time, Fu Xu let go of him, and almost ordered: "I'll find it for you. My role will not start so soon. Don't worry, I will find it for you." After finishing speaking, he paused subtly: "So Don't feel bad." Don't cry either.

"Sit down well and let Yangyang bring some hot compresses." After speaking, Fu Xu rolled up his sleeves, turned on the light of the phone again, and half-kneeled on the ground to search carefully.

His hair was messed up, his neat clothes were dusty, and his palms were directly on the ground.

He searched very carefully and earnestly, and after a while, he was sweating on his forehead in this not-so-cool air-conditioned room, looking a bit embarrassed.

Xie Shiye sat on the chair, relieved the pain, saw Fu Xu's appearance, how could he be willing, not to mention that A Xing and Tu Yan were coming soon, seeing this scene, what did he say, that he wanted to find him? A broken rubber band?It's just unreasonable.

Just as he was about to say don't look for it, forget it, he saw Fu Xu suddenly raised his body, pinching a broken rubber band covered with dust with his fingertips, and smiled at him: "I found it."

Xie Shiye was completely stunned. No one knew that his heart was going from slow to fast at this moment, as if he had been injected with a shot of cardiotonic, faster and faster, beating in his chest.

Fu Xu wiped the rubber band carefully with a wet tissue, and walked up to Xie Shiye: "Stretch out your hand."

Xie Shiye raised his hand, and Fu Xu wrapped the rubber band around his wrist and tied it deftly.

The rubber band has been worn out for a long time, it is loose and loose, and it doesn't look tight on the man's wrist, but it fits well after being reattached.

Fu Xu said, "It's back."