7 First Sight
Zhong Li was startled, and hurriedly rejected him: "I didn't mean that to you, don't get me wrong." β
Tan Xu didn't expect that he would be rejected directly: "Don't even give a chance?!" β
Seeing his childish appearance, Zhong Li smiled: "I don't like you like this." β
"And what do you like?" He still seemed a little unconvinced.
Zhong Li subconsciously said: "Mature, emotionally stable ......"
Tan Xu: "You think I'm naΓ―ve? β
"No, no, I'm more stupid than you, but I can't climb high."
Tan Xu is not a person who drills the horns, and he didn't mention it again after he said it that night.
Zhong Li was afraid that he would be unhappy, but then asked a few words, but found that he was not at ease at all, and he was more hearted than her, so he was relieved.
Not long after, Zhong Li took on a low-cost web drama, and the partner was Tan Xu.
However, he plays the male lead, and she plays the second female lead and the male lead's ex-girlfriend Bai Yueguang.
At the end of the year, the time was tight, and only part of the indoor scenes were planned.
Just after filming this day, Zhong Li and Tan Xu sat in the courtyard atrium chatting.
A group of people suddenly shouted in the distance, and the director and producer were among them.
She saw Rong Ling in the crowd at a glance, he was almost 1.9 meters tall, and he stood out from the crowd wherever he went, it was hard not to be noticed.
When his gaze swept coldly, she subconsciously looked away and did not touch him.
A heart beats uncontrollably, uncomfortable with bitterness.
She grabbed a handful of popcorn and stuffed it into her mouth.
Tan Xu: "...... This is my popcorn?! β
Zhong Li: "Didn't your agent let you eat it?" I'll help you share the burden, as an idol, you have to do a good job of body management, and you can't be as bad as a pasty like me. β
Tan Xu: "......"
Rong Ling naturally saw Zhong Li as well.
When she doesn't pretend to be old, she is actually very young, she looks a little younger than her actual age, and when she doesn't speak, she looks very quiet.
The side face is soft, the eyebrows and eyes are gentle, and there is a kind of charm of a southern water town.
But those round eyes seemed to speak, black and bright, full of radiance, and when they were happy and when they were depressed, they were all written under the eyes.
There is a natural charm in the youth.
On a cold day, she only wore a one-shoulder sweater, revealing her fair and smooth shoulders.
A little thin and weak, but very beautiful, the butterfly bones are thin and clear.
There was a boy sitting next to her, probably an actor on the crew.
Rong Ling recognized it with just one glance, this was the one he saw last time he passed by that neighborhood.
He hooked the corners of his mouth without much emotion, his face was cold, as if he had been quenched poison, and he continued to walk forward, without stopping as he passed her.
Zhong Li looked at his indifferent back in the distance, and his heart was slightly sour.
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From the mouths of several staff members, Zhong Li learned the main source of investment in this drama.
Before Rong Ling came to visit the class, no one in the crew knew that he would come.
Even the director and producer were taken aback, for fear of poor hospitality, so they hurriedly organized a dinner.
However, it was unexpectedly rejected.
Mr. Yung's secretary said that he had other things to do, and if he understood it, he would skip the meal, and everyone would just take care of themselves.
For a character of this level, I didn't expect him to appreciate his face, and the director and producer expressed their understanding very much.
In the evening, Zhong Li and Tan Xu and another female supporting actress of the crew were playing at the food stall at the door.
They are all pasty coffee, and they are not afraid of being photographed by the paparazzi, and they eat very freely.
Tan Xu was talking to her with his tongue open, and his eyes suddenly stopped somewhere behind herβhe didn't move.
Zhong Li turned to look at it consciously.
A silver Bentley slowly stopped at the intersection.
Whether it is a luxury car that is worth a lot of money at first glance, or a special license plate with a Beijing A8 serial number, it is a little incompatible with this somewhat messy and dilapidated narrow street.
Zhong Li recognized the vehicle, and naturally knew the owner of the car.
Her breath was a little chosen.
Then, she saw the door of the car being pushed open from the inside, and a black patent leather shoe stepped on the road.
The shoes were clean, spotlessly clean, and as meticulous as he was.
However, there is something that doesn't match this dirty old street, it really doesn't match.
Rong Ling walked towards her with his suit jacket, didn't wait for them to greet him, and sat down on the vacant seat opposite her: "Take the liberty of bothering, you won't be welcome, right?" β
The joke was a bit cold, but no one dared to laugh.
Whether it's clothing, bearing, or conversation...... Or something else β like the nine-figure luxury car behind him, and the respectful secretary behind him, all of which felt so out of reach.
At first, Tan Xu also took the initiative to say something to him, for fear that the cold scene would cause him to be disgusted.
But after saying a few words, he just nodded, and his attitude was lukewarm, and he couldn't go on anymore.
It is clear that people are not of the same level, and there is no common topic at all.
Tan Xu and another female artist made an excuse to leave with great interest, leaving time for them.
"What, you don't know me anymore?" He lifted the glass jug and poured her tea.
Poured myself a glass too.
It's a very simple movement, and it's extremely elegant.
A person like him is born with a kind of nobility in his bones, which is soaked from small gold and silver fine silk and satin.
It's beyond the reach of people like her.
"Why don't you speak?"
Zhong Li shook his head: "I don't know what to say." β
Rong Ling pushed the poured tea in front of her: "Are you sure you don't want to say it?" β
Zhong Li hung his head and didn't answer.
"Then I said it." His eyes were deep, and they landed on her, giving people a sense of scrutiny that could not be hidden.
Before Zhong Li could react, he had already spoken: "Why did you delete me?" β
Zhong Li's mouth was a little dry, he didn't expect him to ask like this.
I thought it was a tacit goodbye, but I didn't expect him to put it on the table to say.
What else could it be? It is not a person of the same world in the first place.
She just didn't want to make herself too sad later.
Or is he so domineering that he can only delete her first?
Zhong Li was silent for a while, and suddenly felt a little aggrieved: "Then add it back, you can delete me first." β
He was stunned for a moment, and his expression softened a lot: "Why should I delete you?" β
Zhong Li: "You ignore me." "She also has self-esteem, right?
When she is wronged, the tone of her voice is very soft, and there is a natural delicateness.
Rong Ling smiled: "How could I ignore you?" β
Zhong Li: "I'll send you a message, and you won't reply until a few hours." β
Rong Ling: "I am very busy at work, I have meetings every day, and sometimes I have to travel twice a day. I will reply when I see it, and I will not deliberately not reply. β
There are true and false statements, but he only cares about the result.
At this moment, he just wanted to say this.
Zhong Li looked at him, half-convinced, but his pupils gradually brightened, like a lamp suddenly lit in the dark.
But soon, it was annihilated again.
She bit her lip: "Forget it." You're so busy, it's too much trouble for you. β
Rong Ling: "I don't bother you. β
Zhong Li opened his mouth, looked at his calm and deep pupils, and had nothing to refute.
She had no choice but to pull out her phone and add him back under his gaze.
I only clicked it once, and I added it back.
It turned out that he didn't delete her.
A strange ripple rippled in her heart, and she couldn't tell what it tasted like.
"Let's go, it's late, girls don't stay outside too late." He stood up and wanted to pay for her skewers.
"I paid for it!" She said hurriedly.
He nodded, noncommittal.
The driver drove the car over, and he gentlemanly opened the door of the back seat for her.
Zhong Li hesitated, but still went up.
The performance of good cars is very superior, and there is no vibration on the road at high speeds.
But this makes the car quieter.
The acoustic glass separates the front and rear seats, and the back is equivalent to a small closed space.
Only the occasional flashing headlights outside the window indicate that the car is still moving.
In the afterglow, I saw Rong Ling sitting in the back of the chair, his eyes slightly closed, as if he was asleep. A pair of long legs wrapped in trousers have a few folds due to the sitting posture, which more clearly outlines the firm texture.
It looks very thin, and there is a faint hidden strength.
His nose was filled with the faint and cold pine fragrance on his body, and there was a faint smell of smoke.
Did he just smoke outside?
For some reason, Zhong Li felt an inexplicable nervousness in his heart.
Although she didn't know what she was nervous about at this time.
"That one just now, is it your little boyfriend?" In the dark, he suddenly asked.
Zhong Li paused for a moment, and hurriedly denied it: "No, it's just an ordinary friend." β
"Ordinary friends?"
"Hmm."
In fact, her mind was messed up at this moment, and she didn't understand why he asked her this.
I don't know why I'm in a hurry to deny it.
She felt like she was a bit of a mess.
Fortunately, he didn't ask much.
At first, she breathed a sigh of relief, but after a while, she was inexplicably a little uncomfortable.
Although she didn't know what she was embarrassed about.
Maybe he just asked casually, he is a person who has too deep a mind, and it is really hard to guess.
Maybe this is a mature man.
When the vehicle arrived, it was already 9 p.m.
Zhong Li came down with a backpack, but found that Rong Ling had also come down, looked up at the hotel behind her, and frowned imperceptibly: "Your crew arranges this kind of place to live?" β
Zhong Li's face was slightly red.
Indeed, the condition of this hotel is not good.
It is a very old hotel, which is said to have been built in the last century, and the walls are a little peeling, and the sanitary conditions in the rooms are also worrying.
Fortunately, she has lived in any kind of house, and the conditions are much better than the basement.
"It's good." She whispered.
He didn't say anything more, just silently sent her upstairs.
It's quiet in the hallway, and it's easy to step on the carpet.
Zhong Li stood still at the door, waited for a while, and saw that he had no intention of leaving, so he looked back at him: "I've arrived." β
"You live here?" His gaze fell on the door number behind her.
7109γ
This is the room at the end, and the factory is behind it, which is considered the worst.
She didn't even protest.
But after thinking about it, it is estimated that her coffee position is left over by others.
Rong Ling was silent for a while.
His silence made Zhong Li even more nervous: "Do you want to go in and have a cup of tea?" β
Rong Ling smiled lightly: "If you invite me in, I will definitely be disrespectful." β
Zhong Li looked at him with low eyebrows and a light smile, as well as this angular and handsome face, although he couldn't see through him, his face was slightly hot.
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After entering the door, Zhong Li boiled him a pot of water.
Afraid that he would not be clean, she specially emphasized that she had washed the kettle several times.
He didn't say anything, just looked around casually.
The room is not large, with a bed in the middle, a wardrobe and a lamp next to it, and the only thing that can be considered furniture is a right-angle sofa on the north side.
Other than that, there are no other furnishings, it's so simple that it's okay.
As he sat down, he casually caught a glimpse of the uncleaned dust and hair in the corner of the bed.
It can be seen what level of cleaning work in this hotel is.
He didn't drink the tea either, and opened a bottle of mineral water.
"You've been living here all this time?"
"Well, it's assigned by the crew." Not changing, of course, is because it saves money.
"Filming here before the Chinese New Year?"
She nodded and shook her head: "I'll shoot some of the interior scenes, and then I'll have to make up the exterior shots after the year." β
After speaking, she quietly added, "I play the second female in this drama, not the female N, and I have a lot of scenes." β
The corners of his lips curled, and he took a sip of water.
Zhong Li also felt a little silly. In the eyes of people like him, what is the difference between the first line and the eighteenth line? It's not all about coming and going.
You can even sing him a song.
But she just wanted him to know.
It's like a child who has been counting down to the exam when he was a child, and one day he suddenly got into the top 20 of his class, although in the eyes of adults, this is not a good grade, but he can't help but share it with him.
"What about you, why are you here?"
Although it is still Beijing, it is also sixty or seventy kilometers away from the city center.
"Come and look at a piece of land, and the company wants to build a resort here." He said simply.
Zhong Li let out an "oh", as if he understood or not.
The topic is a little untenable.
In fact, they really don't have any common language between them.
Whether it is the background, the social circle or the cultural level, the gap is too big.
She didn't understand what he said, and he must have found it boring to be interested in what she was interested in.
She has no scruples in front of others and says everything, but she is a little afraid in front of him, for fear of arousing his disgust.
"It's so late, aren't you going back?" She glanced at her phone, and it was 10 o'clock.
"Would you really like me to go?" He looked up at her, his tone unusually gentle.
He is really good-looking, with an absolutely strong face, white skin, thick eyebrows, a high nose bridge, and a pair of eyes that are dark and deep, like a deep well, and he can't see to the end.
When you look at a person intently, you have a kind of affection.
Zhong Li was a little overwhelmed, stood up and walked to the window: "It's too late." β
This is a suburb, and there are no street lights in a radius of several miles.
The night was thick, the starlight was faint, and there was a faint layer of shadow in the sky, as if it was going to rain.
"I have to get up early tomorrow to film." She whispered.
There was a long silence behind him, and just when she was at a loss, he put down the water bottle and stood up: "That won't bother you." β
He was really leaving, and she was a little reluctant, looking at him with blank eyes.
As if aware, he stopped as he reached the door and turned back.
Her gaze suddenly crashed into those deep eyes, and she couldn't help but jump in her heart, and hurriedly ran away.
As she had done when she first met him, some of the memories began to come back.
Rong Ling stared at her for a while, and suddenly said, "Come here." β
The voice is muffled.
Zhong Li hesitated for a while, but walked over obediently. At that time, she didn't know what he was going to say to her, but she was used to being obedient, and she was always subconsciously obedient in front of him.
But as she approached, he put his hands on the back of her head and bent down to kiss her.
It was a dragonfly kiss, very soft, like walking on the highway when the night breeze gently blows the tip of the heart, raising the falling skirt.
Zhong Li's head was blank at that time, and she could only feel his warm breath slowly plopping on her face, and her snort was completely filled with the crisp smell on his body.
But his body was warm, and when he pressed her to his chest, her hand unconsciously pressed on his hard chest, and her muscles were strong.
Her palms seemed to be burned and she wanted to pull away, but she seemed to have lost her autonomy and couldn't move at all.
His lips weren't as delicate as they looked, a little rough, and they pressed her with unquestionable force.
Zhong Li felt that a heart was about to jump out of his chest, and he could only look at him with wide eyes, looking at his long, dense eyelashes, which were slightly lowered in an arc.
His fingers sank into her hair, deepening the kiss.
"I'm leaving, good night."
The door was closed.
Zhong Li looked at the closed door in distraction, he was really gone.
She was left alone, with her thoughts churning and messing up.