"Relax, you're too nervous."

As soon as the steps under her feet turned, An Yang raised his hand and pressed it on her shoulder, "I'm okay." ”

Li Meng's indifferent eyes at Shang Anyang, this time she reacted suddenly, she really overreacted.

has been by Anyang's side for many years, and she knows very well what kind of character this master is, and she is very calm when the sky falls.

"After all, you've disappeared from public view for three months, and you're covered in black material, I really ...... Kind of panicked......"

An Yang smiled faintly, "It's best to be mentally prepared, Director Wang may not be able to do it." ”

"Anyang, that role is very important......"

"Mengmeng, sometimes it's not man-made, it's the destiny of heaven," An Yang pinched her tight cheek, "From the moment I got up, I wasn't afraid of anything." ”

Li Meng froze in place, looking at her distant back, tears silently blurring her eyes.

Anyang is like an unyielding little poplar, no matter when and where, it will support all the dangers with its slender shoulders. So much so that many people forget that she is also a person, and a little woman......

Thinking of the so-called suitors who attacked Anyang in the media, Li Meng took several deep breaths before he eased his emotions.

Silently watching Li Meng and An Yang enter a private room one after another, a cigarette was lit around the corner, and the blue-gray smoke was ignited like this, blurring Jiang Cong's sharp eyebrows.

There was no news for three months, and he thought something had happened to Anyang.

Opening his lips to blow away a puff of smoke, Jiang Cong smiled self-deprecatingly. Even when he came out to say those words, he didn't bother to contact him, Anyang's heart was really ruthless.

Touching out the mobile phone he carried, he looked at the circle of friends in Anyang who had not been updated in the chat software, and rubbed his thumb lightly a few times.

"You are my angel, you are so far away. For your sake, I remain on earth and forget Heaven......"

Sad hoarse ringtones, disrupting thoughts.

Jiang Cong came back to his senses and saw the name appearing on the screen, his eyebrows were soaked with tenderness.

The moment it was connected, a sweet voice came and couldn't wait.

"Brother Jiang Cong, just now the director came to me and said that I was going to make up the scene at night......" The soft and glutinous coquettish voice was filled with a thick regret, like a delicate pet crying.

"I'll look for you at night."

After getting Jiang Cong's answer, the person on the other end of the phone laughed happily, "Really? Are you coming to visit? ”

"Well, I want to see you."

"Then can you bring my favorite supper over for dinner, I've lost weight these days. Hmm, Brother Jiang Cong, wouldn't this be too troublesome. ”

"No," Jiang Cong lowered his eyebrows, soaked with tenderness, "Do you still want those from the snack street?" ”

"I always feel sorry to let you go to that kind of place. Otherwise......"

"It's not once or twice," Jiang Cong couldn't help laughing, hearing the muttering sound on the other end of the phone, he could clearly imagine that the other party must be blushing and at a loss, "Shoot obediently, I'll go to you at night." ”

"Okay, then I won't bother Brother Jiang Cong. Be sure to come in the evening, I'll be waiting for you. ”

Jiang Cong hung up the phone with a smile, and said to wait for him every time, but it turned out that he was waiting for him every time.

Glancing at the unburned cigarette in his hand, he let go and threw it to the ground, and the cold and hard soles of his shoes were crushed on it a few times.

Looking at the ashes, his eyes condensed with coldness.

From the day they broke up, he and An Yang were strangers! No, how did they start......