As soon as these words were spoken, several people fell silent at the same time.

As an actor, whether they play a role or a protagonist in the film, entering the play is their dream state.

However, it is also a little bad to enter the play, if you are too deep in the play, it is easy to immerse yourself in the life of the character, and even confuse the story with life.

But all actors who are too deep in the play, more or less, have some psychological problems.

Many excellent actors, the easier it is to enter the play, the more likely they are to suffer from psychological problems, because there are not a few actors who suffer from depression during filming, and there are even male actors who have been unable to get out of their roles, and they are depressed every day, and finally choose to end their lives.

Several people were in a complicated mood and walked back to the hotel speechlessly.

After Jian Han said that sorry, she rushed directly into the bathroom, wiped her face with cold water, and her mind was much clearer, but that sadness was still with her, thick like a dark cloud, dragging her whole person into the bottomless abyss.

Jian Han raised her head and looked at herself in the mirror in a daze, her eyes were red, her face was full of sadness that could not be dissolved, and the tears were still flowing from herself, but she couldn't resolve half of the pain.

She didn't know what was going on, she was okay when she first started filming, and she regarded Han Chen as Fang Qinghan according to her experience in shooting in the morning.

Zhong Qing was also regarded by her as Qin Mingyue when she participated in the audition of "Lying on Salary and Tasting Courage", recalling the mood of the second audition with Fang Qinghan, and all kinds of emotional changes were easily interpreted by her.

Until the end, watching Han Chen and Zhong Qing sit and stand, they were like outsiders being excluded, unable to enter, retreat, and unwilling, and their complex emotions just came together, just like the surging river after a rainstorm, the surging could no longer be controlled, and she was drowned to the top in a blink of an eye.

Jian Han had no doubt that she had a previous love for Fang Qinghan, and even after being reborn, even if she lost all her memories, when she first re-contacted Fang Qinghan, she immediately picked up her crush on him again without hesitation.

It's just that she didn't expect that the beautiful and joyful crush would be so tragic at the end.

This feeling is so strong that Jian Han still has palpitations in his heart, and he doesn't even dare to think about it, so he can only stare at himself in the mirror and force himself to use rational analysis to divert his attention:

- If she is Han Xiang, why is Han Xiang's affection for Fang Qinghan so strong?

- Such a strong feeling is definitely not something that a crush can stop.

Jian Han's eyes in the mirror suddenly widened, yes, Han Xiang must have expressed his feelings to Fang Qinghan, but in the end he was rejected by Fang Qinghan, which is why her feelings are so strong and so desperate.

Deeply loved and hopeless.

The Buddha said that the eight sufferings cannot be sought.

Jian Han's hands with water traces silently covered her chest, the coolness penetrated through the thin clothes into her heart, her lips pursed into a straight line, and she made a decision in her heart, this time, she just likes it quietly, never confesses, never crosses the boundary between fans and idols, she will always have hope.

Jian Han's mind eased slightly, slowly walked out of the bathroom, and returned to the hotel, Shen Yue had already sorted out her backpack with great interest, and when she saw her enter the door, she immediately jumped up: "Hanhan, can I take your hitchhike back to the city?"

Jian Han smiled reluctantly: "Okay." ”

She made a phone call to Lu Dong, and it didn't take long for the expressionless bodyguard to appear in front of them, Lu Dong held a backpack in one hand, and strode to the front, and there was a faint surprise from the little screenwriter behind him:

"Hanhan, your bodyguard is really handsome!"

"The way he walks is also super emotional, or I'll make him the hero in the next book? The story that has to be told between the daughter of a wealthy family who hides her identity and the bodyguard who is silent to catch her home!"

Lu Dong's body stiffened, his steps became bigger and bigger, and he almost trotted and rushed to the front of the car.

After getting into the car, Jian Han smiled apologetically at Shen Yue: "I'm a little tired from filming today, I'll squint for a while." ”

Shen Yue nodded understandingly, took out his mobile phone, flipped out a hot article, and read it with relish.

Jian Han closed his eyes, but his mood was still mixed, as the car advanced, his spirit gradually became trance, and his thoughts unconsciously fell on Fang Qinghan again-

"When you were filming, did you really fall in love with each other?"

"Pounce—"

"Hehe, how is that possible?"

"But with such deep feelings, if you don't have any emotional foundation at all, how can you perform?"

"Braised pork."

Jian Han opened his eyes suddenly, a little incredulous, Fang Qinghan's laughing voice clearly seemed to be lingering in his ears, Fang Qinghan's mention could be repeated?

She took a deep breath, leaned back in her chair again, slowly closed her eyes, and remembered intently again, "When you were filming, did you really fall in love with each other?" Pounce-"

Again and again, every time Fang Qinghan said the three words of braised pork, he already knew the result early in the morning, but he still couldn't help but gag.

In Fang Qinghan's pleasant voice, her panicked mood gradually calmed down, and even gradually became happy, Fang Qinghan was so likable, how could she not like it!

As the number of recalls increased, a hazy light appeared in front of him, and in the light was a blurred figure of a man, he was wearing a nightgown, leisurely half lying on a rattan chair, holding a lazy cat in his arms, touching it for a while, although he couldn't see his face clearly, but he could faintly feel the smile on his face.

Jian Han tried hard to see his appearance clearly, and seemed to hear her wish, the man's figure was pulled closer little by little like a movie lens, but the first thing that caught his eye was the man's gray and white pajama pants, under the pants, a pair of bare white feet, wearing a pair of black men's slippers.

The moment she saw the feet clearly, there was a snap, and the light burst like a blister, and the man's figure shattered into countless pieces.

Jian Han was stunned, full of confusion, how deep is the personal relationship between Han Xiang and Fang Qinghan? Even Fang Qinghan would wear pajamas **** and talk to her with both feet?

The car stopped with a creak, interrupting Jian Han's thoughts, she looked out and saw that she had already arrived at the downstairs of the apartment, grabbed her backpack and greeted the landing: "Brother Lu, then I'll go down first, please send screenwriter Shen home." ”

After a pause, she looked at Shen Yue again and said goodbye with a smile.

After going upstairs, Jian Han threw himself on the bed, staring at the ceiling with blank eyes for a long time, but his heart was as if he had been scratched by thousands of cat's claws, and he couldn't be at peace for a moment.

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