Inside the studio.

The photographer held the camera and kept asking Tong Yu to change his pose. After finally resting for a while, Tong Yu picked up his mobile phone, and there was no news of Ai Xin.

"Teacher Tong, let's touch up your makeup. The makeup artist took the puff and walked to Tong Yu with a smile.

"Hmm. He nodded, sat down in his chair, and closed his eyes a little depressed.

Lingshan Cemetery.

Ai Xin sits in front of a tombstone, a grave for a joint burial, with a picture of two people pasted on the wide tombstone. The man's photo looks very kind, with a smile on his chubby cheeks. It can be seen that he was also a delicate boy when he was young. And the woman's photo looks a little cold, under the thick sword eyebrows are a pair of deep eyes, the bridge of the nose is high, and the corners of the mouth are slightly upturned, but it does not make people feel that it is a smile.

The tombstone is engraved with the names of two people: Fang Jun and Ai Jinling.

She took out the wine in the paper bag, carefully examined the bottle, and then put it in front of the tombstone, and sighed a little unevenly: "You can't drink such a good thing." ”

After speaking, as if he felt that he was talking to the deceased person very ridiculously, Ai Xin couldn't help but bow his head and smile, and a few drops of water dripped on the tombstone.

Ai Xin touched his face with some surprise, it was still dry.

When I looked up, it was raining, and it seemed that the old man's words were still reasonable.

In less than two minutes, the rain fell heavier, and the water droplets hit Ai Xin's body and face, and also wet the dry tombstone, which looked a little mottled. The rain slowly slid down the picture of the two men on the tombstone, as if the person in the photo was crying.

"What a blessing. Ai Xin stretched out her hand and gently rubbed the picture of the woman on the tombstone, and laughed: "What a blessing, Mom." You see Dad is crying, don't you smile?"

Sitting in front of the tombstone like this, chattering about his recent life for a while, Ai Xin felt a little bored, so he opened the wine in front of the tombstone and drank it directly to his mouth.

"It's really good wine. It's been so long, but there are still people who bring you such good wine, people who buy flowers for you, people who remember the days you left, and people who come to see you. Ai Xin drank the wine in his hand and pursed his lips disdainfully, "It's to leave me a living person, and no one can rely on me, hehe......"

"Now you don't even want to let go of the wine for your parents. ”

A deep voice sounded above Ai Xin, the shadow obscuring the light in front of her, but the rain stopped.

She looked up, and Tao Li held a black umbrella and looked at her with a smile.

"They can't drink it again. Ai Xin smiled, raised his neck and took another big sip, "It's better to enjoy it for the living." ”

Tao Li held the umbrella silently, stood in place and looked at Ai Xin, frowning slightly.

"Dad, Mom, Tao is here. Ai Xin brushed the rain from the tombstone and grinned vigorously.

"My uncle and aunt never saw me before they died. Tao Li felt funny, but he felt that it was not suitable for laughing out loud in this atmosphere, and his facial features were entangled together because of the smile, which looked even more funny.

"But the person they've seen the most over the years, besides me, is you. Ai Xin reached out and picked up another bottle of wine and handed it to Tao Li.

"Drink, I'll have to drive in a moment. Tao Li waved his hand.

"Also, it's not cost-effective to call two substitute drivers. Ai Xin nodded, opened the second bottle of wine, and slowly raised it to his lips.

"Look at you, you don't look like a rich kid. ”

"I can't help it. Ai Xin shrugged, turned to look at the tombstone, and suddenly felt a little desolate: "I don't know when I will have nothing, it's better to save someday, after all, no one will clean up the mess for me." ”

Ai Xin stared at the tombstone for a long time, and spit out a sentence.

"Dad, I'm in love. ”

"Dad knows, it's not the first time. Tao Li's voice sounded behind him.

"What's the matter, are you planning to be psychic?" Ai Xin turned his head and glanced at him, but he was not angry.

"Alright. Tao Li squatted down, still holding the umbrella directly above Ai Xin, and gently patted her back.

"It's all in the past. He patted her on the back, with a soft tenderness in his tone, "It's all gone." ”

Ai Xin's whole body froze for a moment, and trembled slightly.

After a long time, I finally didn't cry. Ai Xin sniffed, nodded, and looked at Tao Li seriously: "I know, it's all over." ”

Tao Li took Ai Xin in his arms and stroked her hair gently: "Everything will be fine." ”

"Hmm. Ai Xin replied vaguely and stopped talking.

Although he knew that such an idea was wrong, Tao Li still couldn't help but think that it would be good if he could be still at this moment.

Inside the studio.

Finally, after the filming ended, Tong Yu sat in the lounge, flipping through his mobile phone with Erlang's legs crossed, and couldn't help frowning.

"Teacher Tong, I'm sorry. A young girl with glasses walked up to him, "There are a few photos just now, and the photography teacher thinks that it will be better to change the light and take it again." ”

"Why didn't you say it just now?" Tong Yu replied almost instinctively, only to realize that his tone was a little bad, slightly stretched his frowning brows, and looked at the girl: "Then you can adjust the lights first, and I'll take a break." ”

"I'm so embarrassed. The girl bowed her head and apologized, and timidly turned and walked out of the lounge.

Li Man turned his head to look at him, rolled his eyes, and then got up and shouted Ah Wei.

"What's wrong?" Ah Wei turned his head to look at Li Man.

"Go and confirm how long it will take to reshoot, and tell them that Tong Yu still has a notice at night, and urge it a little. ”

"Oh, good. Ah Wei knew that Tong Yu didn't have an agenda at night, but this situation was very common, so he immediately nodded and left the lounge.

After there was no one else, Li Man approached Tong Yu a little and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay, I'm just tired. Tong Yu rubbed his forehead, put the phone back in his pocket, and turned his head to look at Li Man: "Did Ai Xin send you WeChat?"

"No, what's wrong?" Li Man glanced at his phone and immediately reacted: "She didn't reply to your WeChat?"

"It's not ......" Tong Yu thought about it, didn't know how to explain, and simply shut his mouth.

"Honestly, she must have her own job or work. Li Man thought about it, and decided to help Ai Xin say something, after all, she felt that it was impossible for Tong Yu's WeChat Ai Xin to see it and not reply: "Probably I'm busy, I should send it to you when I'm done." ”

"Hush. Tong Yu pouted, "Who isn't busy, I'm still ...... it."

"Specially, what?" said Liman, looking at him.

Tong Yu was a little unhappy, he thought that he would receive Ai Xin's message as soon as he was over, but he didn't expect to be tired all afternoon, but the guy didn't even send a sentence of "tired or not".

"Nothing. Tong Yu didn't want to speak anymore, closed his eyes and leaned on the sofa to pretend to sleep.