Following.

And when it was still light, they got up.

Luo Nanchu washed his face, changed into warm clothes and went downstairs.

Fu Tingyuan followed behind her, and the two walked down from the upstairs of the B&B together.

The mountain is closed in winter, and there are not many people who come here to travel, and the people walking on the road at the moment are all from the crew.

The sky was gray, and the air was covered with a layer of fog, but the lights were almost on from house to house.

The town close to the tourist area relies on tourism to drive the economy, almost every family is a homestay, and the crew has more than 1,000 people, all of whom lived in the town last night. It's not completely dawn yet, but the director has already called people to get up, the crew is nervous, and they have to change places after filming here, and there is only one month for them, so they have to get up very early and hurry up to shoot.

Luo Nanchu put on a down jacket, looked at the pale blue mist, raised his hand to cover his mouth, and yawned.

"Didn't you sleep well?" Fu Tingyuan walked out and stood behind her and asked.

"Nope." Luo Nanchu turned his head and smiled, "It's just that I'm still a little sleepy." It's too early. "It's only half-past four.

Fu Tingyuan walked over and straightened her earmuffs, and then walked in front of her: "Let's go eat." ”

Luo Nanchu nodded, and followed him to the built greenhouse not far away.

In a crowded place, they are still a little taboo and dare not be too close.

The chef had already made breakfast, and Luo Nanchu found a place and brought two bowls of rice porridge.

Fu Tingyuan went to get two plates of mustard and asked for two salted duck eggs.

Luo Nanchu looked at this humble breakfast, looked at the salted duck egg in Fu Tingyuan's hand, and felt inexplicably funny, looked at him with a brace on his face, and sneered.

"Laughing at what?" He came over and sat across from her and gave her a salted duck egg.

"I just don't think it's right for you to eat these." This man should be sitting in a Western restaurant with red wine and cutting steaks, no matter how bad he is, he should be sitting in a clean restaurant with huge floor-to-ceiling windows, holding a knife and cutting fried golden eggs, eating freshly baked bread or something. In short, you shouldn't follow her in such a noisy greenhouse, eating white porridge and mustard.

Fu Tingyuan didn't understand Luo Nanchu's "identity stereotype" very much, she had been staying by his side recently, as if she was very coke, she smiled when she was fine, although he didn't quite understand what she was funny about, but he also felt good when he saw her smiling all day long.

After they drank and ate for a while, Luo Nanchu saw Bai Xuesheng and William walk in from outside the door. She was wearing a white down jacket, her face was not makeup, her hair was scattered, there was a kind of amazing beauty that was touching and moving, Luo Nanchu obviously felt that the ladies around her who were eating with their heads down raised their heads and quickly glanced at her, and then they all bowed their heads and sighed.

Once something beautiful is beyond the scope of one's own evaluation, then there will be no more jealousy, only heartfelt appreciation.

Bai Xuesheng and they came a little late, everyone was full, Luo Nanchu saw Bai Xuesheng holding the dinner plate and looking left and right a few times, but he didn't see any vacant seats, and he lowered his head to discuss something with William.

Then she saw William looking in her direction.

Luo Nanchu secretly took his gaze back.

Soon, footsteps came this way, and it was William's elegant and nice London accent: "Is there anyone sitting here?" Can we sit down? ”