It is not advisable to lie in bed and look at the night scene outside, which is quite dreamy.

Mom, are you okay in that world?

After being struck by lightning that time, Fei Yi inexplicably had the ability to spy on other people's lives.

Just poke into the other person's forehead and you can see it.

Fei Yi used this ability on her mother for the first time.

Her mother will pass away in six months due to advanced liver cancer.

There are still three months left until that day.

She had to find a way back as soon as possible.

Mom is still waiting for her in that world.

Maybe it was because he wanted to be engrossed, so he fell asleep quickly.

In the dream, an ethereal voice kept telling her: If you want to go back, you must attack the villain as soon as possible! Remember, you're running out of time.

The tingling sensation of scratching his heart and liver pulled Fei Yi back from that dream.

Fei Yi followed the source of the stinging pain, lifted her sleeve, and found that a long line of blood appeared on her arm at some point.

It doesn't hurt, it seems to remind her of something.

Raiders villains? Fu Shiyuan?

Can Fu Shiyuan take a fancy to her? How can it be.

It's not funny.

Let's find another way.

Fei Yi couldn't sleep after waking up, and a dark figure on the balcony caught her attention.

A muffled snort clearly reached his ears, and Fei Yi took out the shock stick from his bag and stepped forward step by step.

"Who?"

With the light source outside, it is not advisable to see the faces on the balcony clearly.

Fu ...... Hmmm......"

Before Fei Yi could call out his name, his mouth was already tightly covered, "Shut up." ”

Fu Shiyuan was covered in blood, and the scene was quite shocking.

"You're hurt." Fei Yi found the clue, but he didn't feel afraid.

At this moment, Fu Shiyuan's aura was extremely weak, and he was like the cold-faced iceberg he saw during the day.

"Fu Shiyuan, at night, where did you go to steal chickens and touch dogs?"

It was a little too weird to appear on the balcony of her room.

Fei Yi patted Fu Shiyuan's face with his still sound hand, "Oh, I'm still alive, and I'm still angry." ”

"I'm going to call someone?"

As soon as Fei Yi got up, his hand was grabbed, and the cold temperature came from the palm of his hand, and Fei Yi couldn't help but shiver.

"Fu Shiyuan, it's too cold on your body in this big summer."

The moment he touched Fu Shiyuan's forehead, many pictures flashed in Fei Yi's mind.

Abandonment, tragic baptism, wedding......

In the midst of the lightning, she saw herself......

The fragments of the picture are like a flash in the pan, and they quickly disappear.

It is not advisable to sink in the heart.

What's going on? The ability to peek into other people's lives follows Fei Yi into the world of scripts?

Just thinking about it, somehow, the image that had flashed in my mind just now began to slowly become blurry.

Looking at Fu Shiyuan, who looked weak, Fei Yi was a little at a loss.

She was a wounded person who was honorably wounded, and she couldn't carry a tall man close to 1.9 meters into it.

In the next second, Fei Yi's whole person was hugged into his arms, Fu Shiyuan's back was half leaning on the edge of the balcony, his chin was against Fei Yi's head, and Fei Yi was used as a source of fire to keep warm.

"Cold ......"

Fu Shiyuan exhaled faintly in her ear, and the tail note was low and hoarse.

"Hey, Fu Shiyuan, you must not die, what if you die, what if your family slanders me?"

Fu Shiyuan: "......"

Fei Yi wanted to say something, but found that Fu Shiyuan seemed to be asleep.

A steady snort poured into the senses along with the rise and fall of the chest.

In the light of the night light as mist, Fu Shiyuan, who was quiet, was as beautiful as a noble god who came out of Greek mythology.

It is not advisable to tighten the heart and subconsciously hold your breath.

This actor is still a little beautiful.

Fei Yi lightly got out of the wide embrace, walked into the bathroom, wrung out the hot towel and carefully wiped off the blood stains on Fu Shiyuan's body.

In an instant, one hand grabbed the quilt with difficulty and covered Fu Shiyuan with a little sloppiness.

Fei Yi stared at Fu Shiyuan, still a little uneasy.

The quilt on the balcony suddenly stretched out a hand, and without much effort, Fei Yi was pulled inside.

Fei Yi was frightened, "Fu Shiyuan, you ......"

"It's late, go to sleep."

Fei Yi didn't know how he spent the night, and when he woke up, it was ten o'clock the next morning.

The sun outside is dazzling, so it is not advisable to lie on your own bed, and the quilt on your body is clean and immaculate.

The room was clean and there was no blood on the balcony.

Is it a dream?

Fei Yi sat up and was stunned.

Picking up the phone, the thirty missed calls caught Fei Yi off guard.

She dialed back, and the phone was answered almost instantly.

"Ouch, my ancestor, you've finally answered the phone! Where have you gone? Today is the meeting of "Romantic Galaxy Just Like You"! Your favorite Fu Yingdi will also be there! As a screenwriter, what about you at this juncture?! ”

is not Xiaoyi's best friend in the script, Liang Song.

It is not advisable to sober up all of a sudden.

In the script, Fei Xiaoyi became famous through "Romantic Galaxy Just Like You".

This movie with a box office of 5 billion yuan, as the only screenwriter, is naturally indispensable.

Today is the day when Fei Xiaoyi showed his face in front of the public for the first time.

Fei Yi hadn't gone out yet, but a phone call came again.

"Don't rush, don't rush, I'm going out right away." It was not advisable to subconsciously think it was Liang Song, until a man's voice came from the phone.

"Xiaoyi, it's me, I'm Lu Zhengyu."

is the director of "Romantic Galaxy Just Like You".

"Director, I'm sorry, I'm up late today, Ma ......"

Before Fei Yi finished speaking, the director immediately interrupted: "Xiaoyi, that's the case, you see that you have also resigned from the company, and the company has given you 300,000 yuan, which is considered the copyright of the drama "Galaxy", and someone will take over the identity of the screenwriter of "Galaxy" at that time, and you don't have to go through a lot of trouble today." ”

Fei Yi understood, "I am the donkey of the production team, and I will throw it away when I run out, is that what it means?" ”

"Director Lu, I don't know where you heard the gossip about my resignation from the company, 300,000 yuan want to buy the copyright of this popular model, you can't help but look too ugly, right?"

When Lu Zhengyu heard this tone, he simply didn't pretend.

"300,000 is a little less for others, but for a little-known screenwriter like you, it is already a great gift, I hope you are content."

"I don't."

Fei Yi sneered, and his tone was fluttering, "Director Lu, thank you for giving me another chance to make a fortune." ”

After speaking, Fei Yidu pressed the hang up button.

She wants to see what kind of person this impostor is like.

In order not to lose in momentum, Fei Yi also specially painted flaming red lips before going out.

On the way, she dug up the message of the work group and pulled out a list of resignations.

Only then did she find out that the company had quietly fired her in the dark two days ago.

Things were coherent all at once.

Fei Yi sneered and extinguished the phone screen.

When Fei Fei rushed to the cinema, the meeting was coming to an end.

"Grandma! Why are you here now! Liang Song, who was pacing back and forth at the door, saw Fei Yi and immediately hurriedly greeted him.

She looked at Fei Yi's bandaged hand in surprise, "I'll go!" What's the matter with your hand? Is what is said on the news true? ”

"That's another day, what's going on inside?" It was not advisable to look inside, but fortunately she had Liang Song's eyeliner.

"You'll find out when you go in."

Liang Song pulled Fei Yi and tiptoed in from the back row, Fei Yi's eyes swept over the stage, and he immediately understood.

Fei Yi stared coldly at the stage, at this moment, Yang Qianqian was standing beside Fu Shiyuan with a shyness on her face.