After the divorce, the ex-husband has [Entertainment]

After chatting with Fu Qiuye like this, Xiao Shu couldn't sleep all night for the next few days. When the blizzard stopped and the precious morning light shone on the snow all over the sky, he opened his tired eyes and felt like he was walking on hundreds of miles. On the high-altitude steel wire of [-] meters, the precarious spirit may collapse in the next second.

He had a strong craving for a little alcohol, or some sleeping pills, preferably both in his stomach.

But Huang Qichen had already confiscated all his dangerous drugs, and the rest were innocuous little pills, which tasted no different from bitter sugar pills.

When Xiao Shu ate the buffet in the morning, he stood in front of the large plate of food with a plate in his hand, and with his eyes open, he seemed to have entered some kind of lucid dream, staring at the steaming heat in a daze, his head was filled with Blank, his limbs were out of control, and he couldn't move at all, until someone gently grabbed his hand from behind and asked worriedly: "Xiao Shu?"

It took Xiao Shu several seconds to get himself out of that state.

Fu Qiuye held the plate in one hand and held his trembling fingers with the other, frowning and looking at him with questioning eyes.Xiao Shu looked around and pulled out his hand.

"Are you all right?" he asked again.

Xiao Shu lowered his head, restrained the shaking of his muscles, and put the fried eggs on his plate: "It's okay."

"You look like a daytime ghost now," Fu Qiuye still stood beside him, "What's going on? Is it insomnia or something..."

Xiao Shu put down his fork: "First care about your own form transformation."

He turned around and walked to the table where Huang Qichen and Chen Xiao were, and Fu Qiuye sat opposite him.

Ever since he took the bottle of medicine, Fu Qiuye, who was still hiding that he knew about it, has been completely broken, and has returned to his previous attitude, wishing he could hang around in front of Xiao Shu for 24 hours.

During the few days when the production crew stopped working, they were burning money every day. As the largest investor, Fu Qiuye seemed too relaxed. He could not only avoid all kinds of surveillance eyes in J City, but also see Xiao Shu every day. He probably wouldn't blink for a month.

So the director was not too anxious. After the snow stopped, he confirmed the safety issues with the staff in the park before restarting work.But in the past few days of work stoppage, Xiao Shu's condition has become worse and worse. He stared at the plate in front of him, forced himself to stuff the food into his mouth, and then swallowed it expressionlessly. Huang Qichen next to him said: "Fu Akino is watching you."

Xiao Shu let out a "hmm".

"What's the matter with you two? I thought he finally thought about it a few days ago."

Xiao Shu swallowed a mouthful of eggs: "I don't know."

"..."

Huang Qichen gave up and continued looking for something to say, and looked at the pale face of his artist with some worry.

After breakfast, the crew assembled at the hotel, and returned to the small cabin in Tianshan Lake with various equipment.The Tianshan Lake after the blizzard is very beautiful, the lake is covered with thick ice, and the eyes are all crystal white, as pure as the ice and snow kingdom in fairy tales.Director Wu was very emotional, and he came up and said: "Today, I will try to shoot all 210-220. The snow has accumulated so well. God is so beautiful!"

So the whole crew began to run at high speed, Xiao Shu felt like a puppet who could manipulate emotions, when he acted, he laughed when he should laugh, and cried when he should cry, he followed his lines and his expressions, but his whole consciousness seemed to be separated from reality. There was a layer of veil, as if half of his brain had started to go dormant, and only the last half was still supporting his body.

Even Director Wu didn't see his disguise. Under the high-definition camera, Xiao Shu's performance was still impeccable. During the seven hours from morning to afternoon, he never had a single NG caused by him.

At five o'clock, the crew had a takeaway meal in the freezing weather, and then prepared to shoot a very important sunset scene.

After eating, Xiao Shu went outside the studio to smoke. He just lit the lighter when another cigarette was suddenly pulled out from the side, and he ignited the cigarette end with his lighter.

There is no one in this corner, only a shabby plum tree, crooked, only half the height of a person, and there are not many flower buds in total.Xiao Shu ignited the lighter again, lit his own cigarette, and took a big puff.

"You didn't smoke so much before." Fu Qiuye said.

Xiao Shuban leaned against the wall, the corners of his eyes were slightly slanted, and his eyes seemed to fall on his ex-husband.

Emotions are becoming dull, he said: "How long ago do you remember me?"

Fu Qiuye didn't speak, and lowered his eyes with a cigarette in his mouth, looking helpless and sad.

Xiao Shu saw his hand holding the cigarette convulsing periodically.

The two of them have insomnia to the point of being unconscious, and the other is reorganizing the bones of the whole body. No one is better than the other. They are simply a pair of troubled brothers.

Xiao Shu suddenly wanted to laugh out of nowhere, he stretched out his hand to sweep the snow off a branch of plum blossoms, finished smoking the cigarette in less than half the time of ordinary people, put it in his pocket after putting out the cigarette butt.

"There are still 5 minutes." Fu Qiuye looked at the time, "Stay a little longer."

Xiao Shu leaned against the wall and did not leave. During the precious 5 minutes, the two fell into meaningless silence.

With insomnia to this point, Xiao Shu actually couldn't think of anything else, he just thought that he could fall asleep in the snow in the next second, or just take off his clothes and become a madman.

But for this 5 minutes, he lit a cigarette again.In the past three years, they have seldom enjoyed the time of two people so leisurely as they do now. Now that they are divorced and distanced, many things have slowly settled down and become distinct.

They are very aware of the current situation with each other, and they can't completely cut off their love, and they can't be more intimate. Some gullies have been dug too deep, and even the most astute craftsmen can hardly restore them to the original state.

Xiao Shu finished smoking his second cigarette without a word, and his nerves were a little more awake under the stimulation of the tobacco.Huang Qichen stood at the entrance of the set with his watch on his watch and called him. He answered and left the plum blossom tree with crooked neck.

After Xiao Shu left, Fu Qiuye stayed in this corner for a long time.

It was dark early in midwinter, just after five o'clock, and the sun had turned into a cold and brilliant golden color, passing through the rolling hills and perfectly reflected on the transparent ice surface. Director Wu was very satisfied with the scene he took. They It is necessary to shoot the most important and climax of the entire movie on the ice. After all the passion is burned, the hero and heroine are in a delicate deadlock.Lu Linshan, played by Xiao Shu, wakes up from his nap and finds that the lover next to his pillow has disappeared. He goes out with his clothes on, and sees her standing alone on the ice covered with the setting sun, with her back to the light, and says to him: "I going back."

This is what Xiao Shu is best at, the emotional drama expressed with micro-expressions, but this part of Xiao Shu has been NG.

Perhaps because of smoking an extra cigarette, his consciousness regained control, and his extremely bad mental state made it impossible for him to enter the role at all. In just two lines, he started to move and shoot from the sun. When it was getting dark, the entire crew began to be impetuous, and he himself fell into a vicious circle, and his brows began to wrinkle more and more.

"Xiao Shu, put your mind at ease, and shoot as you want, at worst, tomorrow." Director Wu said, "You have been filming with me for so long, why are you acting like a newcomer today?"

Xiao Shu apologized and asked Chen Xiao to pass him a cup of hot water.Director Wu gave him a few minutes to adjust, and he read the script again, took a deep breath, tried to restrain his emotions that were on the verge of losing control, and re-entered the cabin.

Director Wu made the decision.

Xiao Shu pushed open the door and walked out of the cabin.

The last rays of sunlight lazily shone on the ice, and Zhang Lianqing's petite figure was pushed by countless golden lights, pulling out a long and dim shadow, which was pulled all the way to his feet.Xiao Shu narrowed his eyes slightly, and walked towards her step by step, the camera closely followed him until he stopped in front of the set position.

His lover's face was stained with tears, his handsome features were covered with twilight, and he said in a hoarse voice, "I'm going back."

Looking at her face, Xiao Shu's mood sank a little.

"I dreamed about Tiantian, she said that winter is so cold, so hungry, my mother is not here, I miss my mother so much..."

Tears rolled down continuously, weakly illuminated by the refracted sunset, Xiao Shu opened his mouth slightly, and the blankness in his mind began to spread like a virus.

Zhang Lianqing's shadow was reflected on the ice, he stared at the gray patch, and saw a face exactly like himself from inside.

The coldness of winter began to seep into his body, he kept opening his mouth slightly, his limbs froze, and a familiar, desperate fear surged over his head.

It's over, he thought.

Again.

At this time, under his feet, an extremely fine crack appeared on the smooth ice surface.

At first everyone didn't pay attention, Director Wu even called NG and asked to reshoot for the last time.Until the crack began to spread like a spider's web, Zhang Lianqing's expression changed suddenly, and then everyone's expression changed.

Some people were talking, some were shouting, some were running along the shore, but no one dared to walk on the ice again, for fear of becoming the last straw.

Only Xiao Shu was still standing there, he couldn't hear any sound, as if he had become a sculpture that was about to sink, he just stared at a certain piece of ice, opened and closed his lips, and said silently: "I'm sorry."