Ling Zesheng slept lightly, but he accidentally slept very heavily this night, and he dreamed.

The scattered fragments seem to be pictures in the depths of memory, but they are always incoherent, like a movie with frame skipping.

It was the summer of twelve years ago, and the air was filled with dry heat, and he moved to the community where Tong Yan lived at that time and met her.

Not a particularly outstanding little girl, with a small body and cowardice in her eyes.

He didn't know why he noticed her. Maybe it was the sun that day, the warm sunlight sprinkled on her, and he saw the moisture in her eyes when she looked at him, wet like a fawn. It is still the light blue skirt on her body that reflects the clouds in the sky, which inexplicably makes people feel a little cool in the heat.

It's been too long, I can't remember it really, I just felt that my mind was in a trance, and the day she left was in front of me.

That day, it rained heavily.

The sky was overcast and gloomy, and Ling Zesheng stood on his balcony, watching two dark umbrella flowers bloom in the rain. It's Tong Yan and her mother. The two of them slowly walked out of the gate of the community, as natural as they usually went shopping together.

But who would have thought that after that day, she would never come back

The dream blurred with the rain curtain, and it was the night that had just happened.

He and Tong Yan returned to the entrance again, the room was full of darkness, in the silence only heard the entangled breathing of the two, the air was faintly damp, his hands were propped up on the wall, she was encircled by him, her hands were soft on his chest, and the warm moisture was transmitted to him through the fabric.

There was no resistance, no words, every qiē was gentle and intoxicating, like the feeling of soaking the whole heart in warm water, about to melt.

In the midst of intimacy, she raised her eyes to look at him, as cowardly as when she was a child, but she made him pity him even more.

There is no depression and surprise in his mind that makes him tangled when he is sober, only the sweetness like falling into a honeypot, and he can't extricate himself.

It was as if, at that moment, in his subconscious, he and Tong Yan were supposed to be like this and not what he defined: brother and sister.

As soon as this idea came out, Ling Zesheng was instantly shocked into a cold sweat. He jerked out of bed, panicked when he heard his phone ringing and thinking.

He froze for a few seconds, took a few deep breaths, and began to look for his phone.

It was Cheng Yuan who called.

"What?" Ling Zesheng picked up the phone, rubbed his other palm against his eyebrows, and rubbed it gently.

"You're on set?" Cheng Yuan asked with a big thorn on the other side.

Ling Zesheng was stunned, took the phone away from his ear and looked at the time, 9:46.

Why is it so late?

There was a burst of irritability in his heart, he lifted the quilt and turned around and sat on the edge of the bed: "You shoot other people's first, I'll go over immediately." With that, he hung up.

The room was quiet, and he sat on the edge of the bed for a few seconds, and suddenly he thought of something, and turned to look behind him—the other side of the bed was flat, and there was still the shadow of Tong Yan.

I don't know if he breathed a sigh of relief or another breath, Ling Zesheng felt strange in his heart, he stayed where he was and was stunned for a while before he got up and went to the bathroom.

――

It was almost 11 o'clock when I arrived on the set.

Ling Zesheng changed his costume and rushed to Cheng Yuan's side, busy for a while.

When it was time to eat at noon, I finally got free.

"What did you do last night?" Cheng Yuan carried two boxed lunches in his hand, dragged the empty chair next to Ling Zesheng and sat down, and handed one to him who was pressing his temples, "How can you go out and breathe, there will be no one." ”

Ling Zesheng rolled his eyes and looked at him coldly, took the meal, and said nothing.

Cheng Yuan lowered his head to open the lunch box, didn't see his expression at all, and continued to mutter: "I don't know if Su Xie succeeded in confessing last night, but I think Tong Yan's state this morning should be enough to choke, otherwise she wouldn't be able to slip away." ”

Slip away?

Ling Zesheng instantly found the point in his words, his brows tightened instantly, and he knocked the back of Cheng Yuan's hand with chopsticks, "What does Tong Yan mean?" ”

Cheng Yuan, who was beaten, shrank his hand bitterly, turned his head and frowned and glared at him: "Why are you beating me, can't you say something well?" ”

Ling Zesheng didn't bother to tease him, he didn't ask a second time, he just looked at him quietly with a stern expression.

Yes, this time Cheng Yuan understands it, co-author Ling Zesheng doesn't know Tong Yan to go.

Then why don't he add fuel to the fire in disguise?

He coughed and cleared his throat, moved his position and sat up straight, deliberately looking at him with a surprised expression: "Oh, you don't know yet? Tong Yan left this morning, saying that staying in the crew is nothing serious and adding to the chaos, there are not many scenes in the back, if you want to change it, let me send her an email! ”

Ling Zesheng was speechless for a while, and his fingers pinching the lunch box tightened a little.

He didn't expect things to turn out like this in the end, after all, she was fine when he let Tong Yan sleep last night, why did she leave now?

Seeing his brows furrowing more and more, his gaze gradually sank. Cheng Yuan closed the lid of the lunch box in his hand, stopped eating, and put it on the ground next to the chair. He turned his head to look at him for a moment, and there was a little more imperceptible strictness in his expression.

"When did she leave?" After a few seconds of pause, Ling Zesheng finally asked.

Cheng Yuan exhaled, squinted and pursed his lips, as if recalling: "It seems to be 5 o'clock in the morning when she called me, it seems that she bought the earliest flight back, and now" He looked down at his watch, "It should be about to land now." He paused and deliberately approached Ling Zesheng.

"You really don't know?" He asked.

Ling Zesheng looked at him with a little more danger in his eyes, but he still didn't speak.

After waiting for a while, Cheng Yuan also felt bored, sat up straight, turned his face, and stopped looking at him. He took out a cigarette case from his pocket, opened it, pinched out two, reached out and handed him one, and put the other between his lips. He took out the lighter again and went to help him light it.

The two men inhaled a puff of smoke at the same time, and slowly exhaled it, neither of them speaking

"Zesheng." When the cigarette bottomed out, Cheng Yuan finally spoke, he didn't look back at Ling Zesheng, but lowered his voice to talk to him. "Xiao Lin is your first love, right?"

Ling Zesheng almost choked on a puff of cigarette.

Cheng Yuan glanced back at him, "Sure enough." ”

Ling Zesheng pretended not to hear: ""

"Tong Yan likes it, you know." Cheng Yuan looked at him.

How should he answer this?

Ling Zesheng lifted his eyes and decided to continue pretending not to hear: "

Cheng Yuan didn't hear any movement, looked back at him, and said, "Heh", "I know what he is, and he still pretends to be dead." Tong Yan is in such a hurry to leave because of you. ”

Ling Zesheng glared.

"Gotta get it, I won't say it." Cheng Yuan shook his hand, took the last puff of his cigarette, threw the cigarette butt on the ground, and stepped on it: "Anyway, only you know what you think, I don't mix." I'll just tell you one thing. ”

"What?" Ling Zesheng had a dangerous expression on his face.

Cheng Yuan picked up the cigarette butt and stood up, turned his head to look at him with a smile, and faintly highlighted a few words: "I am my mother's family." ”

Ling Zesheng was stunned for a moment, reacted, and raised his leg to kick him: "Nima!"

Cheng Yuan jumped to the side and dodged, "You are awkward, I'll go back to work first." With that, he turned around and left.

Ling Zesheng was left alone to sit in place, with a burned-out cigarette between his fingertips, and the scene of last night once again appeared in his mind

It's awkward.

The cigarette butt in his hand burned to the filter, and his hands were hot.

――

On the other side, Tong Yan had just landed, took his luggage and was about to leave the terminal, when he received a call from Xia Qi.

"Tong Yan Wuji, you made it clear to me!" Her voice was a little stern but more excited, a little distorted in the whistling wind on the other end of the phone, "Why did Cheng Yuan call me and tell me that you came out of Ling Zesheng's room at 7 o'clock in the morning?" ”

Uh, how should this question be answered?

Tong Yan frowned, dragged the suitcase with another hand, looked up at the sign, and walked towards the exit.

"Yo, I didn't expect my gossip to be a good medicine for the two of you to relieve the cold war." She opened her mouth leisurely, ready to throw back the pot she hadn't thought about how to carry back to Xia Qi, "What's the matter, have you agreed to Cheng Yuan's marriage proposal?" ”

Over there, Xia Qi was silent for a moment, and the whirring wind poured into the microphone, sounding like a ghost crying.

Tong Yan couldn't help but shiver and sighed.

Well, don't tease her.

"Well, actually, I think you just need to understand the literal meaning of Cheng Yuan's words." "I did come out of his room in the morning, but something you were thinking about really didn't happen," she said. ”

"Cover the quilt pure chat?" Xia Qi snorted coldly, "Are you kidding me?" ”

"It's a quilt to sleep on, thank you." Tong Yan corrected her, "But it can be regarded as a breakthrough, for example, I confessed to him in disguise last night." ”

"Whoa?" Xia Qi was not calm on his side, ", Wuji, you are stupid, you have confessed that you are still running away, shouldn't you like it at this time, and if you can't get up, you will be strong?!" ”

"Let's not be so rude." Tong Yan raised his forehead, "Actually, it is best for me to retreat at this time." She came out of the terminal and stood on the curb to watch the way, ready to take a taxi.

"Why?" Xia Qi was puzzled.

Tong Yan rolled his eyes, for the first time in 7 years of knowing Xia Qi, he felt that there was a barrier to communication with her, so it was better to be smarter!

"It's simple. I'm there, influencing his judgment, giving him time to figure it out, and giving his body a buffer. Otherwise, how would he know what he really wanted. And more importantly, if I leave now, he will subconsciously put the blame on himself, and then argue again, which is a deepening of my impression. So, the ending is basically set, it just takes time. And during this time, all I could do was pretend to be dead and wait. She said.

Xia Qi stopped talking, and finally let out a long sigh for a long time, and his tone was strange: "Wuji, did anyone say that you are scheming||." Prostitute? This careful thought, it's simple! ”

This kind of praise made Tong Yan very useful, she snorted and laughed: "Sisters, don't forget what I do, it's good to analyze the character of the character." ”

"You're right." Xia Qi agreed, and suddenly her words changed: "Wait, who else knows about the idea that you sued me for being so immoral?" ”

This time it was Tong Yan's turn to be speechless, she was silent for two seconds, and said seriously: "Actually, Cheng Yuan is the same as I think, so why don't you just watch him?"

After finishing speaking, Tong Yan immediately hung up the phone, only to hear Xia Qi's earth-shattering roar scattered in the wind so lightly.