March is the season when peach blossoms are in full bloom.

But it snowed heavily in the capital, the weather was cold, and the peach blossoms in the yard had not yet revealed a little red.

Song Zhuozhi was already very well, and followed Ji Jinyu to deal with the affairs of the General's Mansion and the Hou Mansion, and occasionally went out to play and participate in some garden parties held by the ladies of the family.

Lu Jiu stood in the courtyard on the last night of his stay in the Hou Mansion.

He stood stiff, the cold coming into his body from all sides, the severe injuries that made him almost unable to stand, every inch of his skin like paper that could be torn off by freezing.

The peach blossoms still hadn't bloomed, and he stared at them for half the night, when his eyes were a little sour, and he waited for Lu Shi.

"You can go. Is it to go back to the General's Mansion? ”

Lu Jiu stretched out his hand to catch a snowflake and said, "Maybe." ”

The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and Lu Jiu took all his belongings, left the Yongcheng Marquis's Mansion, and headed out of the city.

The sky is bright duck egg green, it is almost dawn, there is a wild peach forest on Qingluo Mountain outside the city, because there is a hot spring on the mountain, so the peach blossoms here have opened, and the white snow blooms brightly.

Lu Jiu stood under a peach tree and looked down at a wooden tablet that had just been erected in front of him.

His face was as white as the snow, but he still stood in silence in the snow, staring at the nameless wooden tablet and the little snowdrift behind it.

After a long time, the sun was shining.

Lu Jiu whispered, "Can I call you Zhizhi?" It's not Miss General's Mansion, nor is it Mrs. Yongcheng Hou. ”

It's just Song Zhuozhi, and Song Zhuozhi only appeared for a short period of time.

Although the man was vicious, scheming, and always lied to him and used him, he still wanted to call her a branch.

"I haven't been able to fulfill your orders, there are too many shadow guards around the eleventh prince, and I can't kill him if I'm injured."

"But you shouldn't want to kill him now, it's good that it's peaceful now."

What do you do to control the regent of the court, then you still can't see the light, it's better to be a free soul in the sun, in the heavy snow, by the peach tree.

After a long silence, the snow fell on the top of his hair and shoulders, and almost froze him speechless.

At this time, he said to himself again: "You still don't know what my name is, Lu Jiu is just in order, and the general has given me a correct name." ”

His voice was as light as if he was afraid of blowing away the trembling peach blossoms, but his attitude was very solemn.

"My name is Lu Jingzhi, Zhizhi, I am Lu Jingzhi, if you tell me in the future, call me Lu Jingzhi."

Saying that I love you so much is to say to Lu Jingzhi, saying that I only have you, and also to Lu Jingzhi.

The bustle of the Yamashita market had already begun, and the tall man who had slowly faded his anger had said his last words.

"I have something that can compare to them, the shadow guard is always born for the master, and I will always put you first."

I have no country or home in my heart, you are my first choice, it has always been like this, and I only know it today.

He knelt down in front of the wooden tablet, and took pity on him for not being rightly named, and the things that could be sacrificed were only two red clothes that she liked.

And the golden hairpin that once pierced his skin.

Heavy snow covers the mountains, peach blossoms fall, and no one knows that two shadows are buried here.

Song Zhuozhi dressed up, walked in front of the corridor with Ji Jinyu, and suddenly saw the peach blossoms in the courtyard blooming.

Energetic and full of vitality, she was a little in a trance.

"What's wrong?" Ji Jinyu asked gently, "Like that peach blossom?" ”

Song Zhuozhi came back to her senses and helped her hair room, but she felt empty, and she vaguely felt that there should be a golden hairpin here.

"Nothing. I just felt that this peach blossom actually bloomed in the snow, and I was a little surprised. ”

Ji Jinyu took her hand and said with a smile: "Maybe it's for a lover?" Like you and me. ”

The two looked at each other and smiled, and Song Zhuozhi walked past the peach blossom tree with a red face.

…

"Cards!"

"Congratulations to Xie Qing!"

On the set, everyone's nasal congratulatory voices rang out.

"It's so uncomfortable, I can see tears and snot welling up together."

"Why do you want to write Xiao Xie to death, can't you live well?"

"This is too miserable for Lu Jiu, I can't stand it, I want paper."

Half of the tissues brought by Xiaomei have been used up by a circle of people around her, and the sound of crying and sniffing can be heard clearly.

Xie Qingci was still kneeling in front of the wooden monument and didn't move, with his head down, not knowing what he was doing.

The assistant ran over to put on his clothes, and he raised his head, but he still didn't get up, but turned his head to look at Yu Xia.

Under the thick black eyelashes were reddened eye sockets, and a tear that had just flowed from the corner of the eye slipped through the lips, moistening the white and dry corners of the mouth, and then dripped hastily.

His expression was dazed, and it was easy to feel his great, empty sadness.

It's so impressive that everyone looks at the two of them.

The male protagonist, who was walking side by side with Yu Xia, flashed up, leaving her standing in Xie Qingci's line of sight.

Everyone didn't speak, Xie Qingci didn't speak, he just looked at her like that.

Yu Xia rubbed his fingers at the tails of his eyes, wiped away his tears, then took a deep breath and said, "Happy finishing." ”

Xie Qingci replied in a low voice: "Thank you." ”

At this time, the others applauded again, several actors sent bouquets, and the director beckoned everyone to take a group photo.

Yu Xia stood in the middle of the first row, and the actor didn't grab a good position and stood in the back, blocked by the bouquet in Xie Qingci's hand, and almost couldn't see anyone.

The photographers all smiled and said to the people next to them: "When this group photo is released, people still think that Xiao Xie is the leading actor." ”

The person next to him smiled and replied, "It's about the same." ”

The director shouted 321, and everyone said together: "I wish Xie Qingci a good success!" ”

After a short celebration, Xie Qing quit to go back to the hotel to pack his things, and then he could leave directly.

Yu Xia remained on the set waiting for the next scene, and the next room was tightly closed.

After packing up his things and closing the door, Xie Qingci stood in the corridor for a while.

Brother Yang didn't speak, and accompanied him to look at the two rooms next to each other.

"Brother Yang, this is the first drama I filmed, and it took almost three months." He said.

Brother Yang nodded, and his tone was gentle: "You performed well, this is a good start, and there are many wonderful scenes waiting for you in the future." ”

He laughed and added, "But it's not the first time I've liked her." ”

Brother Yang was stunned.

The black cap was buttoned down, and Brother Yang couldn't see his blocked eyes clearly.

Brother Yang asked, "This is not the first time... Do you like it at the time of the draft? ”

"No," he shook his head, pulling the goose-yellow fluffy hairpin out of his bag, "sooner." ”

The hairpin was clipped to his clothes, and he said: "Sometimes I also believe in fate, otherwise why would the company give me this drama when everyone doesn't understand, so that I can get closer to her." ”

Before Brother Yang could express his surprise, he turned his head and sighed, "I really like her." ”

I like her superiority, I like her brightness, and even my indifference.

Just like Lu Jiu likes that vicious Song Zhuozhi, he can't seem to find a specific reason, but he just wants all her good and bad to be only entangled with him.

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