worn after Zha Shouzuo's death

Song Ci was like this from childhood to college. When he was learning to skateboard, his father took a board and threw it to him, and then bought him a set of protective gear, let him play with it, and he took a handful of melon seeds and licked it beside him. See a movie.

When he was learning to bike, his dad bought another set of protective gear. This time, he didn’t just focus on eating melon seeds. He remembered to tell him the essentials of balance. After talking for 3 minutes, he went to buy a popsicle and squatted under the arbor to watch he rides.

Even if Song Ci's nose was bruised and his face was swollen, he didn't feel distressed. He would always just smile and tell him, does it hurt?Pain is right. To learn anything, you must have the determination to endure hardship. If you fall too much, there is nothing to be afraid of. You are still young, so if you fall more somersaults, you will fall less in the future, and you will not lose.

Since then, Song Ci has always been full of energy every time he encounters something new that needs to be learned.

——It’s just a matter of falling a few more times, it’s not a big deal.

What's more, it won't fall at all when swimming, and there is no place for him to fall.

But being mentioned in this way, Song Ci realized in a daze that although learning to swim would not fall, it seemed that he might die.

"I, I didn't think about it that much." Song Ci stammered, "I think I'm talented, and I can learn it in a short time."

There was a trace of mockery in Ji Huai's tone: "Who are you pretending to be? A three-year-old child knows that the depth of the water is dangerous. Swimming must be done under the supervision of adults. How old are you? Are you going to tell me that you have to take such a big risk? The risk is just to prepare for the role? Is the salary of your role so high that you even have the coffin ready?"

Song Ci: "..."

He hugged his leg silently, his face flushed.

He is not even as good as a three-year-old child.

Excessive.

Why is Ji Huai going too far!Why is his mouth so poisonous!Obviously when I kissed it just now, it was quite soft and delicious!

"Yeah." Song Ci felt that he was getting darker and darker, so he simply gave up struggling, put away all his faces, and said in a broken jar, "It's just what you think, if you don't come back , I'm burning with desire, I want to go to the swimming pool to soak for a while to relieve the fire, not only that, I also want to look at your photo while masturbating, so I don't let Aunt Wang look at it. I didn't expect the waves to go too far I almost drowned. Seeing you came back, I just wanted to use a beauty trick to ask you to be a hero to save the beauty, and then I will have a pool play with you pitifully, oh yes - I also did it on purpose when I fell In order to take advantage of you, you don’t even know how long I’ve been in the pool because of my leg cramps, and I’ve really exhausted my efforts just to be able to make out with you.”

Speaking of Song Ci, he stretched out his hand to pull Ji Huai's clothes: "Come on, I still have a script behind me. The bite I took just now should be quite heavy, let me help you with the medicine."

Unexpectedly, his guesses were all true.

Song Ci is really so shameless, so reckless, and the scale is bigger than he imagined.

He is really different from Song Ci in the previous life. Song Ci in the previous life would either only cry in front of him, or would only tremble with fear, and would not be so bold at all. Maybe they are really two people.

Ji Huai retreated abruptly, dodging Song Ci's hand that was about to pull him.

Song Ci's hands froze in mid-air.

Song Ci followed the script and started acting without even needing to get used to it. He raised his eyebrows: "No medicine? How can it be done? If it swells up, it will hurt when you put on clothes. Don't worry, I just put on the medicine." It's just a dose of medicine, and I won't do anything to you."

At this moment, Song Ci was like a scourge to Ji Huai, Ji Huai backed away again, and then he didn't say anything, just looked at Song Ci coldly, turned around and left immediately.

Song Ci: "..."

Oh, it's interesting.

Forcing him to make a fuss, he didn't want to make a fuss, and he was still not happy, with an expression that you clearly planned to take advantage of me, but when Song Ci really made a fuss, he was afraid to avoid it?

What is Ji Huai thinking?

How can he be so funny?

Song Ci felt as if he had found a new way to deal with Ji Huai.

***

Ji Huai didn't go upstairs all night, but he didn't hear him go out either.

The next morning, Song Ci lay dead on the bed for a while before getting up.

Aunt Wang was sitting in the living room choosing dishes and watching TV while choosing dishes. Seeing Song Ci coming down from the stairs, she greeted him with a smile.

Song Ci also sat next to her, helped her choose dishes, and chatted with her for a while.

Aunt Wang is a very kind elder, and she always loves to talk to people when she gets older. Song Ci also has a grandmother who has a similar personality to Aunt Wang in real life, so she is willing to accompany her.

"Are you still going out today?" Aunt Wang put the vegetable basket aside, ready to wash her hands and start cooking.

Song Ci got up late, and it was already eleven o'clock at noon, so he even ate breakfast and lunch together.

Song Ci thought for a while: "I shouldn't go out."

Cai Ming only assigned him the task of studying the script and analyzing the characters. If there is anything, he should contact him again.

Aunt Wang was very happy: "Okay, I will prepare a few more dishes."

"It's just the two of us, so we don't need to prepare so much." Song Ci stopped her with a smile, and handed her the apron, "Come on, let me help you. I really wanted to learn how to cook before, just in time Now steal a teacher from you."

After finishing lunch, Song Ci picked up the script again, made a cup of coffee and went to the rooftop to kill time.

Autumn has already entered, the air is soaked in a layer of coolness, and the leaves are slowly turning yellow. Under the bleak autumn wind, they swirl and float down.

This villa is located in the center of the entire city, but it doesn't smell a bit of hustle and bustle, but it is very secluded.

Looking down from the rooftop, you can see a large piece of picturesque scenery, and every frame is refreshing.

Song Ci squinted his eyes, curled up in the rocking chair with a small blanket in his arms, with the script on his right hand, coffee and a lot of colorful snacks on his left.

There is a blue and white sky above the head, and occasionally a cool breeze will slip by. This is a very pleasant afternoon.

Song Ci put the script on his face, put his hands behind his head, and closed his eyes.

Today, he still has green circles on his body.

So his guess yesterday was wrong, it doesn't have to be harmonious, disharmony is fine, probably Ji Huai just needs to stay within a short distance from him for one night.

At this time, Song Ci's cell phone vibrated. He picked it up and looked, only to see that it was Cai Ming who sent him, asking him for a biography of the character and an analysis of the performance.

Is it in such a hurry?There's still a week left until the audition.

However, Song Ci had prepared these things long ago. He sorted them out on his mobile phone and sent them over.

Cai Ming quickly accepted it and replied with a good word.

Song Ci put the phone down, pulled the blanket over his head, turned over in the quilt contentedly, curled up into a ball, closed his eyes and began to sleep.

……

Song Ci was woken up by the ringing of the mobile phone, the ear-piercing ringing rang in his ears, which made him so excited that he almost fell off the rocking chair.

Song Ci lifted the blanket, fished the phone over, and just pressed to answer, Cai Ming's voice rang out: "Xiao Ci, are you okay tonight?"

Just waking up, Song Ci was a little dazed, his mind hadn't started to turn, so he let out a soft ah.

Then he looked up at the sky, the sky had already darkened, the twilight was falling, and the long lights had been lit on the street, the stars were dotted, very beautiful.

"There is a dinner here, come over." Cai Ming's voice was very steady, "It's about listening carefully. Didn't I say that the director liked you very much? Today he wants to interview you alone, which is a good idea. Don't miss this opportunity."

Song Ci didn't quite react: "... interview me alone?"

Such a good opportunity?Is there pie in the sky?Or is he dreaming?

"It took me a long time to make an appointment with him. Others are very busy." Cai Ming said slowly, "Can you come? If you can't, I'll let someone else do it."

"I can." Song Ci hurriedly agreed, "Of course I can, you send me the address, and I'll rush there right away."

Speaking of which, he was quite curious, what kind of director would he choose to shoot such a warm and healing love literary film? He should also be a literary girl, right?

Weiwei who met at the coffee shop flashed through Song Ci's mind, but he immediately forgot about it.

It can't be her.

Cai Ming hung up the phone and sent him an address, but after sending the address, he sent another message: Dress up well, the director likes a clean and refreshing style.