Xu Yan felt that this was what she should be.

After all, it is a pretense between him and Zhao Muyang, and there will always be a day of clarification.

But for some reason, she was not happy when she just kept her original state.

Even if she got along with Shen Manni and Zhou Yan very happily, she couldn't arouse any interest.

And in front of the camera, you have to pretend to be very happy.

She felt tired.

Never a kind of tiredness.

Not physical tiredness.

In the past, I stayed up late filming and only slept three or four hours a day when I was a newcomer, and I was never as tired as I am now.

She didn't understand why she felt the way she did.

But the more she didn't understand, the more she didn't want to figure it out.

It's as if figuring out what evil beast will come to devour her.

Just be confused.

It is precisely because of this thought that that abnormal emotions become more and more intense in the bottom of my heart, so strong that I can even lose sleep at night.

It's a terrible phenomenon.

When she first faced that incident, although she was afraid, anxious, and sad, she never lost sleep.

Because she feels that as long as she lives, nothing will survive.

This time, however, she thought she might not be able to hold on.

……

Before I knew it, twelve days had passed.

The recording of the show has also come to an end.

After completing the last shot, Xu Yan habitually wanted to break free of Zhao Muyang's hand holding him.

But this time, Zhao Muyang had a lot of strength, she shrank for a long time, and she didn't succeed in retracting her hand.

"Xu Yan ......"

The first few times, when there was no camera, when he heard him call his name, Xu Yan answered in silence.

But today, he held his hand tightly and didn't let go, Xu Yan twisted his eyebrows slightly, and said in a very light tone: "What's the matter?" ”

Seeing that she was willing to deal with people, a trace of joy flashed on Zhao Muyang's face.

"Xu Yan, I want to ask, why are you ......?"

Before the words could be finished, the ringtone that belonged to the WeChat message rang.

Xu Yan lowered his eyes, and his gaze fell on the hand he was holding him: "My phone rang." ”

Zhao Muyang didn't understand the meaning of her words, and was confused, "Huh? "Yes.

Xu Yan sighed lightly: "Let go, I want to reply to the message." ”

It's an excuse.

He was holding her left hand, and she usually used her right hand to hold her phone tightly to reply to messages.

So Zhao Muyang, who knew her habit well, said cleanly: "If you don't let it go, you can operate it with your right hand." ”

Xu Yan said expressionlessly: "But my phone is in the left pocket." ”

Zhao Muyang: ......

Even so, I can't let go.

With this in mind, he said, "I can help you with ......."

A trace of emotional stunned made Xu Yan seize the opportunity and retract his hand.

The news of WeChat kept coming, she reached into the pocket of her coat with her left hand, took out her mobile phone, handed it to her right hand, and deliberately put her left hand into her pocket.

Zhao Muyang: ......

It was a clear denial to give him a chance to hold her hand.

The WeChat message was sent by Chen Aiqing.

I want to eat xiaolongbao (Chen Aiqing): "My dear, from today onwards, you and I will be different." ”

Behind the text, followed by a crying emoji.

Xu Yan's indifferent expression melted slightly.

But Zhao Muyang was still by her side, and she restrained the corners of her lips as much as possible, without obvious upward movement.

Xu Yan skillfully typed on the screen with his right hand: "What's wrong?" ”