He patted her on the shoulder and said.

The plot behind is that the heroine wrote a book and was made into a movie, but a few years later, she hanged herself at home and went to find him.

Wen Xian nodded and didn't say anything more.

Then I followed Sister Ling into the car to rest.

But this time, Sister Ling found that her emotions were very depressed.

Indeed, Wen Xian's heart is really depressed to the extreme.

Maybe it's because she is too deep in the play, and it's difficult for her to get out, or maybe it's because of this scene, who she thinks of.

Sister Ling saw that her eyes were very red and she was in a sad mood, and after taking her hand warmers and hot water, she went down by herself first and gave her a quiet space:

"Strings, you have a good rest, now that the filming is over, we can go back. ”

As soon as she left, the car fell silent again.

Wen Xian leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes.

The only thing left in my ears was the sound of the wind outside the car window.

She tried her best to calm down her emotions, and finally, took out her phone.

Enter a string of numbers that you know by heart and dial them out.

One second, two seconds –

"Hey, how. ”

They didn't make her wait too long, and they answered quickly.

Only this time, in addition to hearing his voice, Wen Xian also heard his slightly heavy gasp.

It's like he's doing some kind of hard work.

The gasp sounded for a moment......

Wen Xian unconsciously held his breath, and his mind seemed to be able to think of his strong chest rising and falling.

"What are you doing?"

She asked.

The man on the other side of the phone, looking at the vast snow-capped mountains not far away, the surrounding fir trees and pine leaves, his breath was still slightly disordered, and he said, "I'm working." ”

And behind him.

Through this period of time, he has been running here for a long time, and even setting up a tent to live here at night, so behind him, a beautiful little wooden house has basically been built.

Holding the log handrail, I went up a few steps and opened the door, and there was a boxy house, small but full of organs.

There's even a little attic on it.

At his feet, there are various tools such as chainsaws.

It was such a cold day, but a thin sweat overflowed from his forehead.

The bridge of his nose is even more upright in the sun, there are still some gray marks on his face, and when he speaks, his chest is still slightly undulating, and his whole body exudes the smell of men's hormones.

Wen Xian knew that he must be busy with something, but the gasp that belonged to the man at that moment was too much for her......

It's up.

She couldn't control the recollection that at some moments before, his heavy wheezing sounded in her ears like this.

She swallowed in her throat.

"What are you doing? gasp, it can't be a woman around. She deliberately chuckled and teased.

When Lu Xiao heard this, he also sneered, and at the end of the sentence: "What am I busy with, you will know." ”

As he spoke, he took the phone away from his ear.

Put it in the air.

Soon, Wen Xian heard the gust of wind coming from his mobile phone.

The whirring sound of the wind echoed through the valley.

One after another.

"Do you hear that?"

Lu Xiao took back his phone and asked.

The smile on Wen Xian's lips gradually faded, and finally said slowly:

"Lu Xiao, where am I, my scenes in Qinghai have been filmed, I want to go to you. ”

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