"Call it a day! Great work, everyone! ”

With the director's order, the entire crew rejoiced.

The staff turned on their mobile phones one after another, and for a while, the set rang one after another mobile phone ringtones.

The three-month drama has finally been completed, and there is a lot of noise, some people form a drinking party, and some people book air tickets. The white dove sat in the corner, watching everyone talk and laugh, and felt relieved.

I haven't seen Pei Siyuan for a month, and although I talk on the phone every day, I still can't solve the pain of lovesickness. Bai Ge lit up the phone, and on the photo on the desktop, she and Siyuan snuggled tightly, smiling sweetly, like a pair of beautiful people.

"White pigeon, what do you think, look nymphomaniac. Celebrate the finale in the evening, you have time to come together! ”

The assistant director patted Bai Pigeon's shoulder, and Bai Ge retracted his thoughts and nodded with a smile, which was an answer.

This kind of polite invitation, the white pigeon has always been very sensible not to participate.

In fact, Bai Ge is not an actor, because her face never appears in TV series. She was born in music, but in order to support herself and her younger brother all these years, she has been working everywhere, she is not proficient in learning, she knows a little bit of various musical instruments, and she has no musician's shelf, so she works where she gives more money.

A while ago, the TV crew about a piano girl recruited stuntmen, to put it bluntly, in order to prevent the leading actor from being criticized by the audience because he couldn't play the piano, and the close-ups of his hands were completed by stuntmen.

The white dove is the hand-holder.

After thinking about it, the white pigeon decided to surprise Siyuan. Go buy his favorite food in the west of the city to buy him roast meat.

picked up the bag and was about to withdraw, but the lights on the scene flashed a few times and then went out.

In the darkness, the music sounded at the right time, attracting everyone's attention, and the white dove stopped.

With the help of the set that the crew had not had time to dismantle, the LED screen projected a full screen of pink bubbles, and five big words collided and changed: Molin married me.

It's romantic! Someone started whistling.

Mo Lin is the heroine of this drama, the new generation of Xiaohua, that is, the stand-in object of the white pigeon.

The gaffer immediately understood, and a beam of chasing light chased after today's veritable heroine Molin. Molin Cherry opened her mouth slightly, her eyes widened incredulously, and she covered her mouth in surprise when she saw those five words.

"Marry! To give! He! Marry! To give! He! ”

Before the actor appeared, the crew began to coax.

The white pigeon watched this scene with interest, but what he thought in his heart was what Siyuan's proposal to him would be like one day.

"The actor is here!" There was another commotion in the crowd. Surrounded by the crowd, a tall figure in a suit and leather shoes slowly entered the venue holding a large bouquet of roses. A beam of chasing light hit the actor today.

The white dove froze.

At this moment, it was as if the air had frozen.

The shallow smile, affectionate eyes, tall posture, and magnetic voice are all liked by the white pigeon. Even this music is what the white pigeon likes, and this smile is also what the white pigeon likes.

It's all right.

It's just that the result is very wrong, wrong again and again, and all the things are wrong.

Pei Siyuan, her boyfriend who has been in love for four years, knelt on one knee and knelt in front of another woman: "Molin, marry me." ”

The light of the ring he held in his hand was like ten thousand needles, piercing the eyes of the white dove.

"Before I met you, my life was meaningless. From now on, you will be the whole meaning of my life. I'll do everything I can to take care of you, marry me, Molin. ”

This is really the dream proposal of girls all over the world.

The music was pushed to the top by the sound engineer, and the crowd cheered and danced to the deafening music.

The white dove disappeared into the huge hollow and fell.

I can only feel like I am falling rapidly.

The white pigeon's five senses and body temperature all left her, and she stood on the spot, as if she had fallen into an abyss, falling faster and faster, just waiting for the sound of falling to the ground.

"I do."

Bang!

Fell to the bottom of the abyss.

Someone opened the champagne and poured the champagne tower, and the joyful atmosphere was on the verge of being touched. The love story of the two on the stage began to be played on the LED, and they were all sweet group photos.

Cook together. Kissing by the sea. Ten fingers are clasped, ears and temples are grinding.

From spring to summer, from autumn to winter.

Champagne began to pass through the crowd, and the white dove's lips turned white and trembled, as if it were about to be torn apart if it endured a moment longer. She stumbled past the crowd and stumbled forward, the sound of a glass falling behind her.

Bai Ge couldn't care so much, she wanted to ask Pei Siyuan for clarification, and she had to ask for clarification now.

Pei Siyuan, who was holding roses and diamond rings, had a lot of questions for him to ask clearly.

Is it too crowded, too noisy music, or too chaotic and heart-wrenching.

Why is the kiss on the stage so sticky and long.

My eyes became foggy, and my steps began to be unsteady.

Seeing that he was about to fall to the ground, the white pigeon subconsciously retracted his hand. The hand must not be injured, the hand must not be injured. The white pigeon thought silently in his heart, he still has to rely on these hands to eat.

Yes! It's so cool!

A pair of big hands with a cold body temperature grabbed the back of the white pigeon's neck.

It's like a chick that has been caught, and this posture is unpleasant.

Before he could stand firmly, the white pigeon pulled out his legs and wanted to continue running, but the strength of these hands was undiminished, and the white pigeon did not have time to break free, and looked at the stage urgently.

Delay!

The white pigeon stomped his feet urgently, pushed the person in front of him hard, glared at the man opposite fiercely, and ran away without looking back.

……

Before I met you, my life was meaningless.

This sentence lingered in the ears of the white pigeon, and it hit her nerves hard.

Are our four years, as you say, meaningless?

I don't know who hid the wine in the crew's lounge, the white pigeon sat on the windowsill, too lazy to find a cup, just drank the bottle.

Choking coughing, snot and tears mixed together, the white pigeon wiped it indiscriminately, and the phone kept coming out with a nice female voice: "I'm sorry, the number you dialed is not in the service area......"

Siyuan......

All along, Siyuan in front of him, always so polite, with a clean and gentle smile, every time I see him smiling at himself, I always think of "the sky is clear, the wind is smooth", it is the kind of time that the years are quiet and steady, let yourself indulge in the taste of sunshine on him, and even they have never quarreled in the past four years.

The heart is bitter, and the cold liquid in the throat does not feel spicy and unbearable, but seems to be poured on the cold heart, infiltrating the internal organs, and warming the whole body.