On the second day, Wang Xiaoming rang the doorbell on time.

There was no one in one and no one in the second, so he simply shouted: "Jingyu, get up quickly." ”

Jing Yu woke up from his sleep, ran to the window and saw Wang Xiaoming smiling at him with a gloomy face, silently thinking of last night's incident, and subconsciously trembled.

"Why are you here so early?" Jingyu asked with a yawn, stretched out her hand to help Wang Xiaoming take the breakfast, and walked to the dining table, she didn't see Wang Xiaoming when she looked back, and she didn't want to look for it, "You came early, Ke Muyan is still sleeping." ”

Wang Xiaoming was already sitting on the sofa, "I know, you go up and tell him to get up." ”

Jing Yu was not happy: "You are his agent, you go." ”

"Okay, I just have something to talk to him about."

Jingyu was disdainful, untied the plastic bag, and found that Wang Xiaoming had bought his favorite roasted wheat, and his mood was immediately good.

However, Jingyu's good mood didn't last long, and it was disturbed by one scream after another.

Wang Xiaoming ran to Ke Muyan's room and was already stunned, he simply lifted the quilt neatly, grabbed one of his hands, and almost dragged him out of bed

Ke Muyan pushed Wang Xiaoming away, and saw that he was gesturing to himself for a long time, but he still didn't understand what he meant, and said bluntly:

"Say whatever you want."

Wang Xiaoming's tongue was tied in a dead knot, but he wanted to say that the situation was not accurate. At this moment, Jing Yu appeared at the door, threw one of his evil eyes over, and then grabbed Ke Muyan with one hand and Jing Yu with the other, and dragged the two to the bathroom door.

He angrily pointed to the sheets in the tub, "You, you...... How can you do that? ”

Jing Yu was still chewing fritters in his mouth, and said inarticulately: "How are we?" ”

As soon as the words came out, Ke Muyan instantly pulled her over, his eyes warned her not to speak again, and his eyes shifted to Wang Xiaoming's face, he was simply speechless to the point of wanting to vomit blood, but he didn't speak, pulled away Jingyu, and let him think more and be anxious.

"Yanyan, tell me, when you were going to take this dead girl's hand, did I agree without saying a word?" Wang Xiaoming turned on the self-question and answer mode: "That's because I know who you are, you are not the kind of casual man, but this."

……”

Although Wang Xiaoming is an old man, he has not yet had the experience of falling in love, and when it comes to this kind of thing, he and the previous Wang Xiaoming are like two people.

"Xiao Ming, what do you want to say?" Jingyu still asked with an ignorant and fearless face.

Wang Xiaoming now has the heart to kill her, "Dead girl, how did you seduce our family?" To do such a shameless thing? ”

Jing Yu was immediately angry, and slapped Wang Xiaoming's chest: "What did I do?" You can eat things indiscriminately, but you can't talk indiscriminately. ”

Wang Xiaoming: "What's the matter with the blood on the sheets?" Starting today, you leave the House of Words! ”

"......" Jingyu suddenly understood what was going on. She grabbed Wang Xiaoming's collar, "What kind of mess are you thinking about?" Girls have to deal with that thing every month, do you really not know or is it fake? ”

Wang Xiaoming suddenly realized, and then his face turned red, "So that's the case, you said it earlier." ”

made such a joke, Wang Xiaoming was embarrassed to look at Ke Muyan and Jingyu for a few days after that, when he was in the crew, his face turned red at every turn, and the other staff saw it and asked him if he was not feeling well, he was even more embarrassed, didn't say anything, and turned his head away.

The actors of the new play, especially the important men and women, have taken on more than this scene, switching between the crew and the crew, playing big names intentionally or unintentionally in fatigue, Ke Muyan does not agree with them outside the play, most of them are their own memorization lines, and the feeling of entering the play, he has never had the habit of inquiring about the heroine, no matter who it is, it is barely acceptable.

It's just that after the heroine was decided at the beginning, it became summer, and Ke Muyan suddenly felt a kind of rejection in his heart for this scene.

On April 15th, filming officially started.

Ke Muyan joined the crew at seven o'clock in the morning, there were not many scenes, and he could call it a day at four o'clock in the afternoon to rest.

He watched Xia Ling follow him out, so he stopped, he wanted to hear what she wanted to say to himself.

Xia Ling: "I hope we have a good time together this time." ”

Ke Muyan just looked coldly at her outstretched jade hand, "Hmm." ”

Xia Ling didn't feel embarrassed at all, so he naturally withdrew his hand and put it in his pocket, "I know you're surprised to see me, and so am I." ”

"You'll be surprised?"

"Of course it will, after all, the original heroine of this scene is Mo Yan'er, who is now red and purple."

Ke Muyan raised his brows quietly, and his tone remained unchanged: "I'm not interested in what you said. ”

"How is Jingyu doing now?" Xia Ling came to a three-hundred-and-sixty-degree turn, and smiled at how Ke Muyan responded.

"It's not about you."

"No, no," Xia Ling shook his head, "My relationship with Jingyu is still very good, the previous thing was that I was sorry for her, and she is not a girl with a small belly." To be honest, the two of us actually got along quite well. It's like a pair of good sisters. ”

Ke Muyan frowned, "And then?" His body language told her that you had better stay away from the situation.

"I can see that you are not generally good about the situation."

"So what?"

Xia Ling exhaled in surprise, "It turns out that you can also be frank. She spread out her hands and expressed her confusion, "Don't worry, Jingyu is my trash can, and I don't plan to continue to harm her." ”

Whenever he walked on the street, whenever he saw a passer-by wearing cartoon costumes and not knowing his gender, he would immediately raise his camera and leave his favorite scene in the photo. Then, many times, indeed many times, he wanted to feel it, to play the role of a warm and strange stranger.

Finally, one time, he broke through his psychological barrier and tried deeply. Neither knew anyone else, nor did anyone else know him, a short sentence, an action of handing out a flyer, and a small fragment after the intersection made him feel wonderful in his heart.

Since then, he has never had the opportunity to try, and now, looking at Jingyu repeating the original self, a sense of intimacy suddenly arises in his heart.

He glanced down at his watch, shook off a small look of nostalgia that he didn't perceive, started the car, and walked away.

In the villa, Amu calculated the time for Ke Muyan to go home, thoughtfully prepared everything, and waited for his beloved to appear at this moment.

"Wang, Wang."

As soon as Ke Muyan came home, Ah Dog was the first to know, and almost every time it was the first to rush to the door, and then opened its teeth and claws at him, gulping and dripping.

"You're back." Amu was wearing a cute pink apron, and her hands were naturally stacked on top of each other on her abdomen, just like a hostess.

Ke Muyan nodded politely, didn't look at her much, and entered the house together with the name of the dog.

In an instant, he smelled the food, went to the bathroom to wash his hands, and turned back to see that the dishes and chopsticks were already on the table.

"I think you're hungry, let's eat first." Saying that, Amu dragged away the chair for Ke Muyan, "Jingyu has found a part-time job now, and he said that he would not be able to come back until half past nine in the evening." ”

Ke Muyan's face was cold, and the tone of his speech was neither salty nor light, he pulled out the chair he chose, sat down and picked up the chopsticks and started eating.

Amu sat across from him at a loss, secretly observing his expression while eating, and speaking at the opportunity.

"I don't want Jingyu to go out to work part-time, she is too stubborn, I didn't stop it." Amu stared at him intently as he spoke.

"Hmm."

"She didn't tell you because she was worried that you wouldn't let her go out," Amu didn't have an appetite anyway, so he simply put down the dishes and chopsticks, "It's been a while since the previous incident, and she promised me that she would never cause you any trouble." ”

Ke Muyan: "Hmm"

Amu paused, "I'm sorry, you should be very tired, I shouldn't have told you so much." ”

Ke Muyan was already full, took his empty bowl and chopsticks and got up, "It's not a big deal, you can say it if you want to." ”

Amu's hands were unnaturally clasped together, and he watched him go to the kitchen step by step, and he couldn't say whether he was happy or disappointed. I always felt that something was wrong.

"It's not too early, don't wash the dishes and chopsticks, and go up to rest after eating." Ke Muyan finished explaining and returned to the kitchen.

Amu was still sitting, and the sound of water came to her ears, thinking: Is he worried about my cold after washing or doesn't want to trouble me? She thought for a moment and appeared at the kitchen door.

"After a day of work, I'll wash these dishes and chopsticks."

Ke Muyan: "Just like this, you wash what you wash, and I wash mine." ”

This sentence made Amu's heart cold and cold, what he wanted to say, he couldn't say it at all, and he could only nod his head in agreement in desperation.

"What do you think?" Amu himself was shocked, why did he blurt out the words hidden in his heart?

Ke Muyan was not surprised at all, reached out and took a clean rag to dry his hands, and tidied up the cabinet without looking back, and then replied: "What are you asking for?" ”

"Nothing, I just want to know."

"Got it, and then?"

Amu couldn't answer.

"What is your relationship with Jingyu?" Ke Muyan asked rhetorically.

Amu didn't know how to answer.

Ke Muyan turned around and said in a calm tone: "Jing Yuxin's brain is empty, you are completely different from her, although you have the same face, what can you do, you are different." Don't think too much about yourself, not everything you lost can be recovered. ”

Amu froze in place, staring blankly at the neatly organized cooking table.

Ke Muyan was packing up his clothes for the bath, and just after entering the bathroom, he received a call from Wang Xiaoming, and heard him anxiously talking about Jingyu being stabbed.

His brain was pounded, and there were stars above his head, and he didn't recover for several seconds.

Throwing off his clothes and clenching his phone, he descended five steps in one step.

Seeing his appearance, Amu suddenly felt that something was wrong, and just as he was about to ask, the man had already rushed out of the door with his coat.

The entrance of the newly opened small supermarket was already crowded with people, and the original vacant land could not be parked at all, so Ke Muyan parked the car in the empty parking space across the road, and after getting out of the car, he ran all the way, pushing away the crowd in front of him with both hands.

Seeing Jing Yu lying in a pool of blood, Wang Xiaoming on the side, his face was pale, and when Ke Muyan asked him, he stammered and couldn't speak.

"Get to the hospital right away!" After Ke Muyan was surprised, he kept calm, turned around and threw a sentence at the crowd: Get out of the way, and then picked up Jingyu and ran all the way to his car.

"Wang Xiaoming, you stay here, I'll take her to the hospital."

Wang Xiaoming was so frightened that he couldn't speak, nodded like pounding garlic, put his hands together and saw them leave, praying in his heart that Jingyu would not die.

"Jingyu, can you hear me?" Ke Muyan's face turned slightly blue, the green tendons on his forehead bulged, and his hands unconsciously grasped the steering wheel, "Answer me immediately when you hear it." ”

Jingyu's breathing was subtle, and although there was a voice in his ears, he couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality, and his heavy head seemed to fall to the ground in the next second. She felt the coldness born from her heart, and she wanted to say it, but she couldn't do it.