Faced with Tang Wanqing's entanglement, Song Yi didn't admit that he had woken up long ago anyway.

I didn't listen to what she said.

Tang Wanqing didn't answer in the face of Song Yi's avoidance, and she didn't know whether to believe it or not.

I don't believe it, how does he know he said something like that?

Faith, and he kept denying that he didn't, and he guessed.

In her mind, she prefers the second case, because this way, she will not be so embarrassed.

As soon as she remembered that he had said that he had heard his sentence "When you confess, it is when you sleep with him", she shyly picked her feet.

I don't have a face to see people at all!

The two returned from the top of the mountain, took the cable car back down the mountain, then had a meal, and continued to take the battery car in the scenic area to the "Water Moon Pavilion".

This is the starting point for a walking tour to see the Blue Moon Valley.

Because it is not the peak season, there are not many people in the scenic spot, and it is very pleasant.

The two of them traveled along the water promenade on the shore of the lake.

Tang Wanqing introduced Song Yi as she walked: "I heard that this lake water is left from the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain, and the blue lake water is like a blue moon embedded in the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain, mysterious and romantic.

They also say that as long as couples come here to travel together and take a sip of the lake water, they can be together forever and eventually become a family. ”

"Just listen to these words, whoever believes is a fool."

Song Yi said with a smile: "If it was really so accurate, under the greed of the capitalists, most of the lake water would have been sold out long ago." ”

"Don't be so unhappy, don't you understand romance at all."

"I'm just telling you the facts."

Tang Wanqing retorted: "In fact, there are some things, the facts are not very important, and no one wants to know, just like the Qixi Festival, the current technology can already be sure that there is no Magpie Bridge, no Cowherd, and no Weaver Girl, but everyone still believes in the story of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl, why?" ”

"Because everyone's psychology needs such a beautiful story." Song Yi replied casually.

"Isn't that it?"

Tang Wanqing smiled: "If you are still a screenwriter, can't you be romantic?" It's a bit of a fantasy, don't be so realistic. ”

"You're wrong."

Song Yi replied: "It is because I am a screenwriter that I know the reason and purpose of the existence of each story, and only then can I know whether it is true or false." ”

"I won't tell you, I can't tell you."

Tang Wanqing pouted and said, "Anyway, I believe that its beautiful legend is true." ”

After saying that, she ignored this boring and not romantic man at all, and played alone.

originally expected him to confess to himself romantically, but it seemed that there was no hope at all.

When the two walked to the halfway rest area, Tang Wanqing was a little tired, so she found a place to sit down and rest.

"You wait for me, I'll come when I go." Song Yi said hello, got up and walked away, disappearing from her field of vision.

Tang Wanqing looked at his back, a little puzzled, not knowing what he was going to do.

After a while, Song Yi returned.

Tang Wanqing asked curiously, "What did you do just now?" ”

"I'm going to do something bad."

Song Yi looked around, then carefully opened his backpack, took out a bottle of water from it, and handed it to her.

“？？？” Tang Wanqing.

"Stick your ear to me, and I'll tell you."

Tang Wanqing tilted her head slightly, and Song Yi's breath exhaled on her ears, a little crispy and itchy.

Song Yi attached his ear and whispered, "I just poured the water in the bottle, and then quietly went to fill a bottle of water from the lake." ”

“.”

After Tang Wanqing listened, she turned her head and looked at Song Yi with an incredulous expression, and then suddenly couldn't help laughing.

"What are you laughing at, I'm taking a big risk, drink it."

Song Yi said: "I've already taken a sip, and I'll leave you behind." ”

"Oh."

Tang Wanqing looked at the crystal clear water in the bottle and asked, "Are you sure this is the water in the lake?" ”

"It's true!"

"Okay then."

Tang Wanqing nodded happily, picked up the bottle, unscrewed the lid, then took a sip and said, "This water is just different, and it's a little sweet." ”

"Then if we do this, will we be able to end up like the legend?" Song Yi asked.

"I guess I can."

Tang Wanqing smiled: "However, you didn't say that only fools believe it, so why did you do such a stupid thing?" ”

"It is better to believe what you have than to believe what you don't have."

Song Yi put the water back in his bag and replied, "Let's add one more insurance for our love, and when we are thirsty later, we will drink a few more sips, which will be more safe." ”

“.” Tang Wanqing.

She looked at Song Yi, who suddenly became a little naïve, and at this moment in her heart, she was not happy at all, but was a little moved.

Just now he said that he didn't know how to be romantic, and now he was slapped in the face.

The water in the Blue Moon Valley is very cold, and it is refreshing to drink.

But the water she drank just now was obviously not, it was a bottle of ordinary mineral water that had been in her bag for a long time.

But when he said yes to himself, she believed it.

Because at this time, the truth doesn't matter.

The important thing is that Song Yi is willing to do such a thing that he thinks is stupid for her.

That's enough.

"Let's go."

Tang Wanqing said with a smile: "After drinking the water of the Blue Moon Lake you stole for me, I am in a state of full blood and can continue to walk." ”

Song Yi looked at Tang Wanqing, who was in a good mood beside him, and smiled secretly.

It's worth telling this lie.

He knew that he might not have lied to the other party at all.

But he still swears that it is.

Why?

Because he knew that as long as he did this, Tang Wanqing would like it very much and be very happy.

She wishes she could do the same.

As for the truth, who cares?

He didn't care, and Tang Wanqing didn't care.

As long as two people are willing to believe, mineral water is the mysterious blue lake water.

The two walked side by side for a while, and Tang Wanqing suddenly stopped.

"Why don't you leave?" Song Yi asked.

Tang Wanqing turned to look at him and said, "Stretch out your hand." ”

"Uh-huh???"

Song Yi stretched out his left hand in confusion.

Tang Wanqing stretched out her right hand, then held it tightly and held it up: "Okay, let's go." ”

"What do you mean?" Song Yi asked.

"What do you mean?"

"You know what I mean."

"That's what it means."

Tang Wanqing said: "What, you still don't want to hold hands with me?" ”

"It's not."

Song Yi pinched Tang Wanqing's smooth and delicate hand, and said with a smile: "The main reason is that this happiness came too suddenly, and I am not sure." ”

"Do you want to take it?"

"Naturally, I want to."

"I just wanted to pull it too."

Tang Wanqing faced Song Yi and looked at him affectionately.

"Song Yi, I like you."

“.”

"So from now on, I, Tang Wanqing, will be your Song Yi's girlfriend."

"Huh?!"

Song Yi really didn't expect that Tang Wanqing would suddenly confess to herself, without any signs at all.

For a moment, facing Tang Wanqing's affectionate eyes, she didn't know what to say.

His brain was hot and he asked, "In this situation, in the next plot, is it my turn to kiss you?" ”

“.” Tang Wanqing.

The originally romantic atmosphere was ruined by Song Yi at once.

Tang Wanqing was indeed looking forward to Song Yi being able to kiss it just now, and she was mentally prepared to have a romantic kiss in this beautiful Blue Moon Valley.

But now, there's no atmosphere at all, okay?

She was angry and a little funny, and asked, "Do you have to ask first every time you kiss a girl?" ”

"I've never kissed in my life." Song Yi told the truth.

After all, he has only been in love once in two lifetimes combined, provided that the kind of money is not counted.

"Who are you fooling?"

"Not really."

Song Yi said: "Otherwise, let's continue what we just did and continue." ”

"The beauty you think."

Tang Wanqing glared at him, let go of her hand, turned around with a smile, and said, "There is only one chance, you didn't grasp it, don't blame me." ”

"Can you give me another chance?" Song Yi chased after him from behind.

"There's no chance, you wait for the next time."

"When was that?"

"I don't know."

“.” Song Yi.

Hey, his bowels are green now.

In that situation just now, how could I say such a brainless thing?

It's so good to hurt than an opportunity, and it's wasted by yourself.

After strolling around the Blue Moon Valley until four o'clock in the afternoon, the two returned along the same road, and then drove the Wrangler back to Lijiang.

After shopping for a day, Tang Wanqing chatted with Song Yi for a while after getting in the car, and then fell asleep.

Song Yi lowered the sound of the music and turned up the air conditioner a little.

The mountain road was a bit bent, and he tried to slow down as much as possible to make the car smoother.

On the way back, Song Yi thought back to what happened to him today.

Obviously, there was nothing unusual along the way, and he didn't do any amazing romantic feats.

But the relationship between himself and Tang Wanqing has inexplicably made great progress.

Although before, I knew that she liked herself, and I took the initiative to confess to her, and the two knew that it was only a matter of time before they were together.

But after all, Tang Wanqing's face was still tense, and she didn't give a clear answer.

But now, it's different.

At the lake, Tang Wanqing took the initiative to take her hand, and the moment she opened her mouth to confess, the relationship between them had been formalized.

Song Yi didn't expect that he would fall in love with a woman older than himself and start a sister-brother relationship.

As for whether the two of them will eventually become a subordinate like the legend of Blue Moon Lake in the future, Song Yi didn't think about it.

It's good to live well in the present, and who knows what will happen in the future.

Back at the Lijiang Inn, Song Yi woke up Tang Wanqing.

The two casually found a restaurant, had a meal, and then walked around the night view of the old town of Lijiang together.

Because of the difference in the relationship between the two and the difference in mentality, the feeling of the night scene is also different.

Tonight's Lijiang is full of flowers, and life is half poetic and half fireworks.

Song Yi took Tang Wanqing's hand and walked on the street, the lights were dim, the breeze was blowing, the time was shallow, and everything he encountered was beautiful.

When they returned to the inn in the evening, they stood at the door of their rooms.

Tang Wanqing: "Then I'm in?" ”

"Well, rest early, I'm going to leave for Erhai Lake in Dali tomorrow."

"Good night."

"Good night."

After Tang Wanqing entered the house, Song Yi returned to the house.

After a brief wash, he began to write the script in earnest.

Tang Wanqing doesn't have such a good attitude, and is still immersed in today's sweet love.

After she finished taking a beautiful cow petal bath, she lay on the sofa, thinking about what Song Yi would be doing?

So she couldn't help but pick up the phone and send a voice message to the other party.

[Beautiful Girl Hero: Song Yi, what are you doing? 】

Soon the other party replied.

[The Dream of 900 Million Girls: I'm Writing a Script, What's Wrong? 】

Tang Wanqing thought for a moment.

[Beautiful Girl Hero: I'm a little bored and can't sleep. 】

Song Yi looked at Tang Wanqing's message.

[Dream of 900 million girls: If you are really bored and can't sleep, come here and accompany me to write the script. 】

[Beautiful Girl Hero: I'm like this, will it disturb you? 】

[Dream of 900 million girls: If you want to talk about bothering, you have already disturbed me now, come here, it's okay. 】

[Beautiful Girl Hero: Okay, I'm here, open the door for me. 】

Tang Wanqing put away her mobile phone, the corners of her mouth rose, and then put on her slippers and opened the door and ran out.

When he came to the door of Song Yi's room, he just opened the door.

"Come in."

After coming to Song Yi's room, Tang Wanqing was not polite, and directly occupied his sofa.

Seeing this, Song Yi said, "You can watch TV by yourself, and the voice will be a little quieter, just fine." ”

With that, he picked up the computer, changed the position, and continued typing.

Tang Wanqing was not interested in TV at all, and after watching it for a while, she sat down beside Song Yi.

She poured Song Yi a glass of water and asked curiously, "What kind of story are you writing here?" Can you tell me about it? ”

"It's better for you to see for yourself, it's more immersive."

Song Yi smiled: "I'll send you the plot of the first two episodes I'm writing now to your mobile phone." ”

"Okay."

After Tang Wanqing received the document, she honestly returned to the sofa and read it seriously.

Seeing this, Song Yi smiled and continued to write.

Half an hour later, Tang Wanqing put down her mobile phone, turned around and asked, "Song Yi, was that judge Jiang Yang killed by the man in the subway station?" ”

"Can't tell." Song Yi replied as he wrote.

"So, who is the mysterious person who mailed the photo to the newspaper?"

"I can't say either."

"Who killed Hou Guiping?"

"I don't know."

“.” Tang Wanqing.

She said dissatisfiedly: "You're so annoying, I would have stopped watching it if I knew it was like this." ”

"The biggest charm of suspense dramas is that through the fragmentary clues given by the screenwriter, various confusing plots are composed.

Then let everyone think, to combine the clues they know, and then to discover, to find out the process of the truth. ”

"Song Yi, when you wrote the script, how did you make yourself able to play so many roles at the same time, write so many real details, and then let them connect them separately?"

Tang Wanqing admired: "My head is very big just by looking at it, and you have to write it out little by little." ”

"It's different."

Song Yi said: "First of all, I stood from God's perspective and filtered out the main line and core of the whole story I wanted to write.

Then I slowly pushed from back to front, adding branches, details, and filling in the specific plot, so that they were interlocking. ”

"But if you can figure it out, it's amazing."

"Of course."

Song Yi smiled: "Otherwise, you think anyone can become a screenwriter."

Especially suspense dramas, which have relatively high requirements for details and logic, it is not easy to write well. ”

"And do you have faith?" Tang Wanqing asked.

Song Yi said confidently: "There should be no problem in the script, as long as you grasp the role of the actor during filming, there should be no problem." ”

"Oh."

Tang Wanqing smiled and urged: "Then you write quickly, I won't bother you, I still want to watch the plot later." ”

“.” Song Yi.

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