Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

With a thin shoulder and a heavy camera on his back, he nodded towards him and walked out.

Tang Yu is still sitting there...

When he got to the door, Pei Qiqi turned his head over——

She saw that Tang Yu was sitting, his face was haloed by the sun, and the other side looked a little unfathomable.

There is a sense of loneliness aloof.

The picture is beautiful.

Guisi was so awkward, she put down the camera bag and adjusted the alignment, but he didn't move.

Only when she finished taking the photo, Tang Yu said lightly: "This photo is not usable. Also, give it to me after washing it."

Because he didn't want others to see his heart...except Pei Qiqi.

Pei Qiqi felt a little regret after the filming, and he walked outside without making a sound when he put away the photo.

Tang Yu suddenly said, "Qiqi."

She didn't stop, she actually wanted to cover her ears.

Tang Yu's voice came from behind, she couldn't refuse even if she wanted to—

"Qiqi, I am here." Waiting for you to come back.

Pei Qiqi's steps still paused slightly, but he walked away quickly within a second.

However, there seemed to be countless voices behind him saying: "Qiqi, I am here."

... Qiqi, here I am.

She ran into the elevator, already in tears.

She was not as strong as she thought, and a word of him was enough to make her cry.

The elevator did not move, but the door opened.

A warm body flashed in, and then she was swept into his warm arms.

"Tang Yu." She whispered his name, and the camera bag in her hand fell to the ground.

In the small elevator, he hugged her and kissed her on the forehead uncontrollably, "Qiqi, don't cry."

She raised her head and realized she was crying.

Between fingers, there were cold tears...

She raised her head and looked at him helplessly...

Tang Yu just hugged her and let go.

There was restraint in his voice, "Don't cry! Qiqi, you are not a child anymore."

Pei Qiqi wiped away the tears, squatted down to pick up his belongings, and pressed the number keys. Her voice was a little dumb and deliberately cold, "Call me Miss Pei, I don't know you so well."

Tang Yu was a little dumbfounded.

She is real and childish.

Hate him. Don't let him touch, or care about it.

He didn't say anything, but sent her downstairs and watched her leave without looking back.

After Pei Qiqi returned, he handed the manuscript to the press department for them to polish.

Amy took it and looked at the manuscript, "Pei Qiqi, this man is really boring."

The language is plain and there is no sense of humor.

Pei Qiqi sat down, responded casually, and imported the photos into the computer for repair.

But she found that the original picture was not as good as it was repaired, and finally decided to use the original picture.

She picked out three of them, one for the cover and two for the interview inside.

Of course, there is the last one...that one is the one she is most satisfied with.

Anyone, through this photo, can almost hit the depths of Tang Yu's soul.

That sense of loneliness, that kind of melancholy, can break through the shackles of photos...

Pei Qiqi just watched, and his heart trembled slightly.

She watched it for a long time, and finally deleted it.

Because I don't want to watch it anymore.

At this moment, Amy slid over, saw Tang Yu's photo, wowed--

"Oh my god!" Amy exclaimed, "I am willing to let this man make me so passionate!"

Pei Qiqi didn't say anything, and copied the photo to the disk. Amy looked at her carefully, "Are you angry?"