It's autumn in a blink of an eye, and Jing Qingran is ready to give herself a big vacation and go home to rest for half a month.

Lohinhi is still working hard here.

Luo Xinxi, like Jing Qingran, works hard, takes on different roles, and strives to play his role well, without unspoken rules, without going to the sidelines, just down-to-earth and take his time.

Luo Xinxi's status has improved, and in the prime-time program, she can play the female number four.

Jing Qingran can only play the female number 20.

Four and twenty, what a big difference.

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The leaves of the trees are falling, and the autumn breeze adds to the coolness.

Jing Qingran hasn't been so comfortable for a long time, it's been more than a year.

Lying in bed, sleep as long as you want, sleep as long as you want, get up whenever you want, no one is annoying, and there is no scene that you have to play.

It's a really good feeling to be light at nothing.

She slept comfortably, and outside the window, the autumn wind rolled up one leaf after another.

In the sleep of "Xianggong ......", Jing Qingran dreamed of an ancient man in ancient costume, he was still dressed in ink-colored brocade clothes, and his face was handsome and picturesque......

Jing Qingran has been dreaming of the word Xianggong between his mouths.

It's been more than a year, and she has been back in modern times for more than a year, but she still can't forget him, not only can't she forget, but she also misses him more and more.

On weekdays, he uses acting to keep himself busy, but in the dead of night, he dreams of him every time he dreams.

He was already ingrained in her life, how could she forget him?

Jing Qingran wanted to come forward and hug him, but his body had disappeared.

In vain she was in place, her face wet with tears.

Finally, she woke up and found that she was crying again and her pillow was wet.

Sure enough, I still can't let myself be idle. Jing Qingran shook his head with a wry smile, as soon as he was free, his brain couldn't stop thinking about him, even if he was about to explode, he still couldn't stop thinking about him.

Xianggong, how are you doing over there? I'm living a good life here, every day is very busy and fulfilling, I've played a lot of roles, if you're in this era, you can watch the roles I've played and the plays I've played through TV and the Internet......

Jing Qingran stood in front of the window, looking at the sky outside the window with clear eyes.

I know, you must be somewhere, looking up at the sky, and I'm looking at the sky here, although, I don't know, we're looking at the same sky, but I still want you to know that I'm looking at the sky here.

You may be looking at a cloud, a leaf, or a person, the sky here is clear, it's autumn, the leaves are much yellower, and the person I want to see is not beside me.

Where are you? How are you doing? Will you look at the sky like I do?

If you forget about me, that's fine, at least not because of what happened to us before...... However, I still want to know where you are, how are you doing, and do you miss me.

I forgot, I wished you had forgotten about me, so why should you think about me? Do you want me to think like this, and think that a person is crazy?

I'm sorry, I don't want to hurt you, if, forgetting is liberation, unfortunately, I can't forget, you forget, it's good......

I don't know where you are, I don't know how you're doing, whether you're dead, whether you're like me and have been on a certain plane, I don't know.

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