Xiang Xiuhan couldn't calm down at all, and looked at his watch from time to time.

Mu Xin in Jiang City is filming continuously.

And the final scene.

She is playing with Ma Jianye.

"In this scene, it's a quarrel with the male protagonist drag racing, you have good driving skills, and you know how to deal with it?" Ma Jianye asked.

Mu Xin snorted, "Of course, this scene can be completed before twelve o'clock, right?" ”

Ma Jianye nodded, very sure, "Yes, make sure that it is 11:59, and you will pass, and you will rest if you don't pass." ”

Mu Xin smiled and nodded, "Okay." ”

Ma Jianye asked the assistant, "Has the car been inspected?" ”

Assistant: "It's okay, I specially called a professional to check it, and there will be no problem." ”

Ma Jianye was relieved, and he was busy clapping his hands to get everyone ready.

After filming the last scene, I took a holiday.

Mu Xin finished her makeup and looked at Ou Li, who had also touched up her makeup.

He smiled softly at her and greeted her politely.

The two got into the car and fastened their seatbelts.

In the car, she and Ou Li were quiet, and then quarreled for a while, and then lost control of their emotions.

Ma Jianye saw that it was almost over, so he shouted to start shooting.

In the villa.

Xiang Xiuhan sat on the bed, his fingers tapping on the keyboard intentionally or unintentionally, and he didn't even see what words were typed.

He just stared at his phone.

One glance after another.

Watch the time pass little by little.

By fifty minutes, he was counting the seconds.

When twelve o'clock came, his eyes were glued to his phone.

Ding dong.

The text message prompt sounds.

"Happy birthday, I love you, may I be your birthday gift."

Xiang Xiuhan stared at the letterer, it was Lu Xi.

The joy on his face also became disgusted, and when he saw such a sentence, he felt even more uncomfortable like swallowing a fly.

I feel that my mobile phone has also been tarnished by such a sentence.

Xiang Xiuhan deleted the text message, and then pulled the person into the blacklist.

The WeChat prompt sound is constant.

Several people who stayed up late and hadn't slept all sent him birthday wishes.

Even Xiang Xiuting, who has been busy recently, also sent him birthday wishes.

Xiang Xiuhan stared at the one who was chatting at the top, his fingers clenching the phone, his nails white.

Wait, wait, he moved the antelope.

He got out of bed.

He stood in front of the window.

He got up and went to the balcony and looked at the stars that had bloomed.

A few years have passed, and it has not changed.

Even because it is well maintained, it looks good.

Finally, he got up and went to the study, stood in front of the safe, and looked at his phone, but it never lit up.

He curled his lips and smiled mockingly.

Thirteen years old began to wait for her.

He's been waiting too long, too long.

Can finally ......

Xiang Xiuhan sat down, leaned back against the safe, closed his eyes, and took away all the pain.

On the other side, Li Ai swiped the circle of friends, watching too many gifts, flowers, red envelopes, and transfers, even among young boys and girls, there are very few red envelopes of 52.00.

You can also see their joy.

And she narrowed her eyes and thought about every Tanabata she had spent with Ou Li in the past few years.

I vaguely remember the New Year.

He hugged her and stood on the balcony, under the brilliant fireworks.

Him: "Lizi, let's also get married on Qixi Festival, what a beautiful anniversary." ”

She: "Hmph, what kind of premeditated plan did you have to get the certificate on Qixi Festival and explain it honestly?" ”

Ou Li denied it, and she tugged at his ear.

He begged for mercy and confessed: "Private money is not easy, if you can lose a gift, you will lose a gift." ”