33. Chapter 33
I didn't have the heart to watch TV for a long time, but Song Ling didn't turn it off, so it was better to let it go, so as to disturb his thoughts.
Because, the quieter it is, the easier it is to get cranky.
In hindsight, Song Ling should also find that it seems that after entering this crew, his life has become a little different.
The staff saw that they were often smiling in a coping manner, and the corners of their mouths pulled up slightly and then disappeared.
After the play, I want to find the hero and heroine to play against each other, and I often see a group of people around them, talking and laughing, laughing and angry, and the script in my hand is silently put down.
I wanted to talk to An Duo when I was eating, but An Duo's phone calls were one after another, yes, I accepted my work all of a sudden, and I was inevitably busy, looking at An Duo who was frowning and adjusting the work plan next to me, Song Ling's chopsticks pulled the dishes in the box for a while, and somehow lost some appetite.
She felt like she had to get used to it.
What rookie actor didn't come over like this?
It's just that the last drama happened to be in a crew, and I received some care by the way.
Song Ling, you can't take it for granted, and don't take it for granted.
Trying to maintain an objective attitude towards this seemingly unfamiliar life as before.
But when An Duo looked at the director and uttered the sentence "good" in her mouth, her heart still fell to the bottom uncontrollably.
Listening to An Duo's reminder in the car, Song Ling's mind was just a chaos.
She inevitably remembered what she had just done.
Sending off the director with a satisfied smile, An Duo hesitated, and said a little cautiously: "Sister Song Ling, everyone goes, it's not good if you don't go." β
Pursing her lips, Song Ling made her smile appear less stiff, and squeezed out two sentences in a dumb voice: "I can understand, it's okay, it's okay if I don't talk at night." Me, I'll go to the bathroom first. β
Some hurriedly walked into the bathroom, standing in front of the sink, Song Ling's first reaction was to take off the makeup on his face.
Holding a cotton pad, he vigorously wiped off the eyeshadow, blush, and facial cleanser foam on his face layer after layer, cold water splashed on his face, raised his head, looked at the person in the mirror, the water on the eyelashes inevitably fell into his eyes, and subconsciously squinted his eyes, Song Ling still saw that the person in the mirror was a little weaker than before.
An Duo's handling is nothing more than under Jiang Chen's instructions, probably the expiration date of his newbie gift package has ended? Song Ling also felt a little helpless and ridiculous, and at this time he still had the heart to ridicule himself.
I have known Sang Sang for only three or four months, and I have seen her drunk once, and received a phone call from her who was obviously incoherent, and I took a taxi to her house, and no one responded when I rang the doorbell, so I directly entered the password to open the door. When I entered the door, I saw her lying directly on the carpet in the living room, the heating was not turned on, her clothes were full of alcohol, and she was also contaminated with a strong smell of smoke.
As soon as the words came out, the drunk seemed to understand: "Hiccup, no, there is no way." Then he snorted uncomfortably.
patted his face and retracted his thoughts, Lin Sangsang still had to stand on such a foothold, let alone himself.
Song Ling, straighten your heart.
In the mirror, I was facing the sky, and I stayed up for a few days, and there was a faint blue color under my eyes, and my heart was uneasy, and my face was pale.
With a sigh, he put on the isolation again, rubbed the concealer, and spread the moist lip gloss to make himself look a little more refreshed.
On the way to the hotel, Song Ling couldn't tell what mood he was in, and wanted to calm his mind, but he was inexplicably unwilling and aggrieved. Immediately shook his head, told himself not to think too much, it was just a meal, it didn't mean anything, and the moment he walked out of the nanny car, he brought his usual smile.
The moment the investor walked in, Song Ling's smile stiffened uncontrollably, but he quickly put it away, seeing that the investor didn't glance in his direction, his hanging heart was put down a little.
And the moment Zhao Chuyan pointed out his name, all that haunted his heart was fear, pretending to be sophisticated pushing and pulling, but he didn't know that this was the expression of a novice.
After a glass of wine, Song Ling was stunned and at a loss, the investors were pressing step by step, Zhao Chuyan had bad intentions, and the people around him pretended to be deaf and dumb, is this the real side of this circle.
At some point, the program on the TV had been changed to something else, and the room had become dark and gloomy, and when I glanced out the window, it was already dark.
"I thought you were special to me." The heroine on TV shouted with a male protagonist who cried and didn't look back.
Song Ling's footsteps, which were about to draw the curtains, were almost invisible for a moment.
Subconsciously looked at his vague face reflected on the glass window, as usual, plain and bland.
Fortunately, the loss was not written on the face.
She's waiting for a word, a text message, or a phone call, probably, more accurately, she's waiting for someone.
Maybe in his eyes, this matter is not a problem at all, but she just wants to hear it, it's okay, don't care.
Is it that he is still too greedy?
Song Ling looked out the window, the moon was faintly hazy today, he couldn't see it really, and he unconsciously stretched out his hand to the sky, you see, people's hearts are like the moon, you think it's within reach, but in fact, he is still so many light years away from you.
Some things won't be thought about if you don't look at them, pursed her lips, and Song Ling closed the curtains with a bang.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, and I didn't bother to turn on the light, but just turned on the wall lamp at the entrance, but I was stunned when I looked at the people in the monitor.
opened the door by inertia, stared at Su Gu at the door in a daze, and finally spit out a few obscure words: "Why are you back?" β
The person outside the door walked in very freely and changed into slippers: "There is something to do, come back and leave tomorrow." β
Song Ling couldn't come back to his senses, took two steps stiffly, and looked at the hanging clock: "When did you come back?" Come in and sit down. β
Seeing the somewhat unnatural smile of the person in front of him almost instantly, he didn't realize that xΓΉ had clearly leaked on his face.
Su Gu's smiling eyes drooped slightly, and his black pupils could not show joy or anger.
Song Ling dragged his slippers to pour water, but his mind drifted away unconsciously. It's not like the dusty servants, but it's still exquisite, and it's probably really something to come back for. As soon as such an idea comes out, you mock yourself, otherwise, what do you think?
Absent-mindedly, the water in the cup overflowed, and Song Ling, who didn't pay attention to the movements in his hand at all, subconsciously withdrew his hand, hit the cup full of water, rolled over the edge of the table three or two, and hit it with a heavy bang, and the sound of broken glass everywhere was especially abrupt in the quiet living room, leaving a glass and a full of water stains.
Su Gu looked at Song Ling who was pouring water and knew that she had something on her mind, the water in the cup was not hot, there was a faint mist, and she saw that it was not hot water, so she was relieved.
The two of them, who had their own concerns, were in the same room but didn't speak, and an explosion saved their thoughts at the same time.
Song Ling squatted down and was about to pick up the pieces, but his hand was about to touch the piece of glass but was stopped, Su Gu didn't say anything and picked up the pieces and threw them into the trash.
Finally cleaned up, Song Ling sat quietly on the sofa, thought about a few words of greeting, opened his mouth, but still didn't make a sound.
"How are you doing on the crew lately?" Unable to hear the greeting in tone, Song Ling did not hesitate, smiled shallowly, and was extremely natural: "It's good." β
Looking at Song Ling, who was shaking his head just now, now had a normal look, Su Gu didn't go around in circles: "Why did you go last night?" β
Song Ling pursed her lips and raised her eyes to look at Su Gu, not like curiosity, nor like questioning, her flat tone made her unable to guess the purpose of his question, and she took a deep breath, and her tone was calm and natural: "This should be quite normal for actors." β
Su Gu sighed invisibly, he didn't dare to show that he was too clear, if she stepped too fast, she would retract into her protective shell; She didn't dare to be vague, and she was sensitive to things that she couldn't grasp, so she simply retreated step by step.
Along the way, he tried to grasp the subtle boundaries, gradually getting closer, but finally there were aspects that could not be touched. He knew that she was very careful, worried, afraid of being hurt, and hesitating, but she didn't know that he was also afraid, afraid that she would escape, afraid that she would be estranged, and he was also groping step by step in the face of her, timid and careful.
He is not afraid that she will stop in place, the distance between us is so long, you don't have to take a step, I will be close to you, I will walk towards you, just stand in place and wait for me.
The sudden silence made Song Ling feel uncomfortable, and he took a sip of water to relieve his embarrassment.
"You can do what you don't want to do." This is what he wanted to sue her for a long time, but he didn't speak until now.
There was a clatter of glasses and coffee tables. Song Ling was a little dazed, and unconsciously looked at the people around her, she couldn't see what was reflected in her deep pupils, and the meaning of this sentence also made her unpredictable.
She is so timid, afraid of being amorous, afraid that she will think too much, and most afraid that she will fall headlong and be bruised all over her body.
There was a long silence so long that Su Gu thought that Song Ling hadn't heard what he said.
Song Ling felt that her throat was dry and she was about to lose her voice, her heart was pounding, and she mustered up her courage, she didn't even realize the slight tremor of her voice:
"Is that true of everybody?" Licking his somewhat dry lips, "You can do what you want." β
I didn't expect Song Ling to ask him such a sentence, Su Gu was a little stunned when he heard it, and reacted almost in the next second, if Song Ling raised his eyes to look at him at this time, he would find that his eyes were bright and beautiful, staring at the black hair of the cramped little girl in front of him, and the tenderness in his eyes could almost make people drown.
Restrained from wanting to touch the little girl's hair, Su Gu lowered his voice, like a charming whisper:
"No,
But you can. β
Song Ling's face was dyed crimson, and he bit his lip and didn't know how to react.
Su Gu knew that she was at a loss again, stood up, walked to the window, and opened the curtains with a brush, and the bright moonlight came in.
Su Gu spread out his palms, and his voice was hoarse as if he was reciting a poem: "Sometimes you feel that it is far away from you, but he is in the palm of your hand. He didn't dodge it, and looked directly into Song Ling's eyes.
Song Ling, who was a little dazed at first, looked silently at the moonlight that seemed to be held in Su Gu's hand, and the silver-white light hit Su Gu softly, and the scene was almost like a dream.
Song Ling didn't come back to his senses until Su Gu went back, mechanically said good night, closed the door, Song Ling fell on the sofa, his head was empty, and his thoughts were chaotic and he gradually fell asleep.
The curtains were forgotten to be closed, and through the window, the faint moonlight gently wrapped the people on the sofa.