Song Yoon-joo finally received a text message from Song's senior. Although in the past, when sending greeting text messages, the other party would simply and politely reply, but there was no time when she felt so embarrassed as today.

"I accept your apology, please spend more time pondering the script in the future, and please discuss other matters on the spot, after all, everyone's personal time is precious."

Kim So-hee sat cross-legged on the carpet next to the coffee table, munching on rice cakes and muttering on his cheeks, looking at Song Jong-ki next to him and texting.

"Do you have a good relationship with her? It seems like she's always reaching out to you. ”

Song Jong-ki leaned over and motioned for her to feed him too, and Kim So-hee compromised and gave him a chopstick.

"There are a lot of juniors filming together, maybe this will make you feel more zài. Newcomers are not afraid of not being able to seize the opportunity, they are afraid that there will be no opportunity, so they must find a way to create a zào opportunity. ”

Kim So-hee was a little dizzy by his string of 'opportunities', and he didn't bother to ask.

In short, she believes in her uncle very much, and he is a good man with principles and bottom lines.

"I don't work overtime today, that's why you thought about coming to see me?"

Is this to settle accounts? Jin Suxi's back was cold, and the whole person was straight: "No, even if I work overtime, I will miss you every half hour." ”

Song Jong-ki looked at her dog-legged appearance, couldn't hold back his smile, and kissed her rewardingly. Kim So-hee looked disgusted: "A kiss with the smell of fried rice cakes!" ”

When Song Jong-ki saw her like this, he couldn't help but tease her: "Then what kind of kiss do you want?" ”

Jin Suxi's face was red, and he said angrily: "Uncle, what about your festival/!" How can you tease/tease a little girl like this? ”

Song Zhongji took her into his arms and said seriously: "First of all, you are my girlfriend, and secondly, you are a little girl." ”

Maybe it's been a long time since I've been so tired of being together, and both of them have a feeling of being absent for a long time. After making a fuss for a while, it's time for Kim So-hee to go home again.

Song Jong-ki put on his coat and sent the little girl holding the cat downstairs, and did not forget to instruct: "Even if you are busy with work, you should pay attention to rest, and there are many things and people that are more important than work." ”

Even if her real face is covered by makeup, Song Jong-ki can see the tiredness in her eyes.

Jin Suxi snorted: "Uncle, what you really want to say is that you are more important than work?" I know~" She stood on tiptoe and stamped his lips.

Both of them had to work the next day, and Kim So-hee couldn't stay too long, so he didn't say a few words and went back to his house to rest. Before going to bed, Kim So-hee thought of the work to be done tomorrow and the date between the two that he hadn't had for a long time, and he felt a little helpless.

Early the next morning, Kim So-hee sat in his position and did not move the nest. Ten fingers quickly tapped on the keyboard, and the text was neatly arranged on the blank document page.

Perhaps he took the initiative to take over part of Lin Baoxian's work yesterday, and this morning Kim So-hee also received an additional coffee from his seniors.

"Thank you, senior."

Lin Baoxian obviously enjoyed the feeling of being held by his juniors, so he hummed twice, turned around and didn't know where he went.

Another female screenwriter in the studio next door to Kim So-hee dragged a chair over: "Lin Baoxian is not a generous person, you guys get along well?" ”

Kim So-hee, who entered the studio, didn't know the twists and turns between the staff, so he just smiled slightly and said politely: "Bao Hyun Oni taught me a lot of things. ”

The female screenwriter didn't believe it, she had worked with Lin Baoxian for two years, and she couldn't see clearly what kind of person the other party was? But seeing that the newcomer refuses to reveal a word, he can only give up.

This time, there was no one to accompany him for overtime, and after all the people in the studio left, there was only Kim So-hee in the empty work area.

Suddenly remembering Snowball who was still in foster care, Kim So-hee hurriedly took out his phone and called Song Jong-ki, asking him to pick up Snowball and go home.

"What about you?"

Through the mobile phone, Song Jong-ki clearly heard the sound of Kim So-hee typing, and even if the two were talking, the sound did not stop.

"I might have to work overtime tonight, I'm afraid the store will be closed when I go back. If I'm too late, let Snowball stay on the top floor for the night, nestled in the corner of my bedroom and you can see it as soon as you enter. ”

Kim So-hee struggled to hold the mobile phone between her ears and shoulders, and her hand speed was not slow at all to knock on the foreshadowing of the emotional outburst of the male and female protagonists.

Song Jong-ki remembered that the temperature would drop down significantly tonight, and he was suddenly a little worried: "Have you worn enough clothes?" The temperature will be very low tonight. ”

Kim So-hee's thoughts were all on the plot, and he vaguely agreed twice: "There is hot water in the rest room here, it's okay." Anyway, Xueqiu will leave it to you tonight, I'll hang up first~"

Song Jong-ki didn't have time to say a few more words when he heard the sound of the phone being hung up, and the slight frowning of his brows had not yet dissipated.

"Senior, please have some hot drinks!" Behind her was Song Yoon-joo's soft voice, holding a cup of hot coffee in her hand.

Looking at it, most of the crew has a cup in their hands.

Song Jong-ki politely refused: "It's too late, drinking coffee is not good for your health, thank you for your kindness." ”

With a warm and gentle smile in front of the public, he nodded at her and turned to leave.

At this time, the crew was finishing work, and Song Jong-ki's agent was already driving and waiting outside. Song Jong-ki changed out of his costume and washed off the special effects makeup on his face and rushed to the car.

After being rejected again, Song Yunzhu held the coffee in her hand and didn't see a little frustration. As Song Yunzhu's agent, I know her no matter how well I know her, I have a headache: "You still don't hit the south wall and don't look back?" ”

Song Yunzhu looked at the back of Song Jong-gi leaving, and said with a smile: "You can't wait for the opportunity, you have to create a zào artificially." ”

"Can't you settle a little bit? I heard that he already has a girlfriend. ”

Song Yunzhu smiled: "I didn't do anything, I just hope to cooperate with my seniors." ”

Song Jong-ki returns to the car tired and asks the agent to take him to the pet store where Snowball is fostering. The agent generally doesn't inquire about the progress of his relationship, but just sees that he is not as happy as he used to be these days and asks: "Has the hot love period transitioned to a dull period?" ”

Song Zhong basically closed his eyes and rested, and said, "It's only been three months, how can it be so fast." ”

The agent watched his expression through the rearview mirror and realized that he had guessed wrong.

"What's going on here? The filming progress is too fast, and some can't accept it? ”

"It's going well, it's just"

It's just that his girlfriend often works overtime, and he hasn't had a chance to stay with her for more than half a month? This feeling is quite a bit of a grievance, so Song Jong-ki won't say it.

Only when I have experienced the feeling of being left out can I know what mood the other half of the actors are waiting for each other.

Kim So-hee finished typing the last line, let out a long sigh of relief, and wrapped his coat tightly. I've drunk no less than ten cups of hot water, but my fingers are still stiff.

After finishing today's work, Kim So-hee's actions to pack up his things are much slower.

The cold air irritated her skin through her coat, and her body shivered reflexively. Kim So-hee sighed a few times into his palm, and finally felt some warmth.

Holding her stiff limbs and speeding up to pack her things, she hurriedly ran to the garage and turned on the heating in the car, and the whole person was finally a lot more comfortable.

Kim So-hee looked at his watch, and it was already half past ten in the evening. It will be past eleven o'clock when she gets back, and it seems that Snowball will really have to rest upstairs tonight. Kim So-hee took out his mobile phone again, afraid of disturbing Song Jong-ki's rest, so he only sent a message reminding him to send Snowball to foster care tomorrow morning.

There were few cars in Seoul late at night, and Kim So-hee was a little tired, so he could only rush home. It's a lot of work these days, and every day when I go back, I can't wait to fall asleep in bed.

Fortunately, tomorrow is Friday, and the weekend is coming soon. Although you may have to work overtime at home on weekends, it's better than rushing to the studio early in the morning.

Kim So-hee didn't fall asleep in the bath once or twice, but when she fell asleep again this time, she woke up from the cold bath water.

Shaking and washing away the foam on her body, she felt a little dizzy, and couldn't care about anything else, so she rushed to the bed in a few steps and lay down under the quilt, letting herself sleep.

She thought she had just slept too soundly, and when she was woken up by the phone the next morning, the drowsiness that could not go away and the feeling that she was extremely heavy and needed warmth made her realize that she might be sick.

When Lin Baoxian heard Kim So-hee's weak voice on the phone, he thought he had made the wrong call.

"What's the matter with you? What time is it and you still don't come to work? ”

Kim So-hee tried to open his eyes, glanced at the time on his phone, and apologized again and again: "I'm sorry, Bohyun Oni." I'm really sorry that I can't be here today and need to take a day of sick leave. ”

These days, I am in a hurry to go to work, and the morning jog activity is canceled, but I didn't expect the body's immunity to also decrease. Last night, it was cold and hot, and I really got sick.

Lin Baoxian pressed the irritability in his heart, and his voice could only be soft: "That's the case, that's really no way, then please rest at home!" ”

The so-called eating a trench grows a wisdom, Kim So-hee did not forget the last time he suffered a secret loss from Lin Baoxian, and after Lin Baoxian hung up the phone, he made another phone call to ask the head of the room for leave.

As soon as the call was over, the whole person really relaxed.

She knew that she should take medicine and cool down, but the high fever made her weak, and Kim So-hee could only try to wrap herself tighter, and fell asleep again.

However, when she woke up again, she saw Song Jong-gi looking slightly stricter. However, she didn't pay much attention to this.

It was still his bedroom, Jin Suxi felt the fever-reducing patch on his forehead, and the feeling of slight soreness in his buttocks after the injection, and the whole person woke up little by little.

"This, I've had an injection? Who gave me "pants off?" Kim So-hee's face was a little red, hoping it wasn't what she thought.

Song Zhongji's eyes were slightly cold, and his tone was not as gentle as before: "What do you say? ”

Kim So-hee covered her face and pulled up her quilt clothes as if she didn't want to communicate with anyone anymore. Her buttocks, which she had never seen before, were just seen like this.

Song Jong-ki saw that her focus was completely wrong, and went out after sneering. Kim So-hee pulled down the quilt, and there was no one in the room, and she realized that something was wrong.