With a thin shoulder and a heavy camera on his back, he nodded at him and walked out.

Tang Yu was still sitting there......

When he arrived at the door, Pei Qiqi turned around-

She saw that Tang Yu was sitting, his side face was haloed by the sun, and the other side looked a little unfathomable

There is a sense of loneliness from above.

The picture is beautiful.

She put down her camera bag and adjusted the alignment, but he didn't move.

It's just that when she finished shooting, Tang Yu said lightly: "This photo can't be used." Also, give me one after washing. ”

Because he didn't want others to see his heart...... Except for Pei Qiqi.

Pei Qiqi regretted it a little after the shooting, and he didn't make a sound when he put away his photo, and walked outside.

Tang Yu suddenly spoke: "Qiqi." ”

She didn't stop, in fact she wanted to cover her ears.

Tang Yu's voice came from behind her, and she couldn't refuse if she wanted to-

"Qiqi, I'm right here." Waiting for you to come back.

Pei Qiqi's steps still paused slightly, but he left quickly in only a second.

However, there seemed to be countless voices behind him saying, "Qiqi, I'm here." ”

…… Seventy-seven, I'm here.

She ran into the elevator, already in tears.

She wasn't as strong as she thought she would, and just one word from him was enough to bring tears to her eyes.

The elevator didn't move, but the door opened.

A warm body flashed in, and she was swept into his warm arms.

"Tang Yu." She whispered his name, and the camera bag in her hand fell to the ground.

In the narrow elevator, he hugged her and kissed her on the forehead with uncontrollability, "Qiqi, don't cry." ”

She tilted her head back and knew she was crying.

Between my fingers, there were cold tears......

She looked back at him helplessly......

Tang Yu just hugged her and let go.

There was restraint in his voice, "Don't cry! Qiqi, you're not a child anymore. ”

Pei Qiqi wiped away his tears, squatted down to pick up his things, pressed the number button, his voice was a little hoarse, and a little deliberately cold, "Call me Miss Pei, I don't know you so well." ”

Tang Yu couldn't laugh or cry.

She's real, childish.

Hate him. If you don't let him touch it, you can't care about it.

He didn't say anything more, just sent her downstairs and watched her leave without looking back.

After Pei Qiqi went back, he handed over the manuscript to the Ministry of Information for them to polish.

Amy took it and looked at the manuscript, "Pei Qiqi, this man is really boring." ”

The language is plain, without a hint of humor.

Pei Qiqi sat down, responded casually, and imported the photo into the computer to repair.

But she found that no matter how she repaired it, it didn't look good in the original picture, so she finally decided to use the original picture.

She picked out three, one for the cover and two for the interview.

And, of course, the last one...... That one was the one she was most satisfied with.

Any person, through this photo, can almost go straight to the depths of Tang Yu's soul.

That loneliness, that melancholy, can break through the shackles of photographs......

Pei Qiqi just looked at it, and his heart trembled slightly.

She watched it for a long time, and finally deleted it.

Because I don't want to look at it anymore.

At this time, Amy slid over, saw Tang Yu's photo, and wow-

"Oh my God!" Amy exclaimed: "This man makes me feel emotional, and I am willing!" ”

Pei Qiqi didn't make a sound, copied the photo to the plate, and Amy looked at her carefully, "Angry?" ”