"I have never asked you, is the dubbing interesting?" He said, it turned out to be such a topic.
She laughed: "It's fun, but it must be imaginative. For example, the sound engineer often asks,'Teacher Shiyi, if you think about yourself in the pouring rain, when you are in love, you have to cry without tears'," she recalled. He whispered, "At that time I was very helpless. When you watched them perform, you can still play against the scene. I can only look at the manuscript and the microphone, purely imagining how to cry without tears."
It is time to cite various examples.
Zhou Shengchen listened carefully.
Gradually, there was the sound of rain. She could imagine that there should be lightning and thunder outside, but unfortunately she couldn't see it. When he closed the window just now, he also closed the curtains at the same time.
She picked up the tea cup, drank her throat, and then heard him ask, "Will you be uncomfortable with me?"
"There will be some," she also poured him a cup of tea, and handed it to him, "I feel that a lot of things cannot be understood, and I am afraid that if something happens suddenly, I don't know what to do." Zhou Shengchen sips and thinks. Thinking: "Will you be afraid?"
She smiled and did not answer the question.
The reincarnation of life and death, she doesn't even feel mysterious about death, so what would she be afraid of
Seriously, she was afraid she would never see him again.
"You said," she asked him instead, "you changed my nationality."
Zhou Shengchen nodded: "I'm sorry, I didn't discuss it with you in advance."
"It's okay." She thought, there is always a necessary reason.
"As for your parents and family, I also hope to do this for them, but it's an elder after all," he pondered slightly, "what do you think?" She looked at him: "It's very necessary?"
"just in case."
She thought for a while: "Let's talk about it when you think of a good reason. If you want to do it for... well, to circumvent the law, they might..." She hesitated, not knowing how to word it.
Zhou Shengchen smiled dumbly: "I did try to avoid something, but," he glanced at her slightly, "the time is right, I won't do anything bad."
"I know."
"you know?"
"I mean, I believe in you."
"Even if you face so many accusations tonight, trust me?"
With so many accusations tonight, it is totally unimaginable for ordinary people.
She silently looked at his hand, even flesh and blood, and his palm was much larger than hers. The bones of men are always thicker and longer than those of women. At first, she thought, these hands are different from her, and the hands of scientists must be the same as the brain, and have different structures from ordinary people. Tonight I discovered that not only this is different, but the power held by these two hands is also difficult to understand.
He can switch identities at will, which is incomprehensible. Faced with so many terrible accusations, they were all calm.
She was very scared. When she woke up one day, Zhou Shengchen disappeared from the world, and there was no trace.
He watched her slender hand, placed it on the back of his hand, and held him gently.
An unfamiliar emotion flows quietly between the two.
He raised his eyes to look at her.
Shi Yi looked back at him and gave his own answer softly: "As long as you let me be with you, I will trust you unconditionally."
She thought of fear, afraid that he would leave herself suddenly.
So this is the first time that she really told her true thoughts.
Somewhat nervously, tell him how important he is to himself.
The more I don’t understand the true background of this family, the more I am afraid, as if I have been pushed to the edge of the whirlpool.
No one knows better than her, how easy it is to break a person’s fate with another person, maybe the turn of a crosswalk will be separated by heaven and people forever, and she will even wonder if she will let go of her hand and she will be The next Tang Xiaofu in this old house, after all, is also a new visitor to this family, and she is also so out of place.
And obviously, even his mother is hostile to him.
Shi Yi clenched his hand, and refused to let it go.
"It's time," he was a little moved, with his right hand, patted her holding her hand, "You have always been an accident to me. I seem to have a bad grasp of how to get along with you, and I don't know how to answer. Your question," he groaned slightly, his voice lowered a little, "Thank you, trust me."
A very formal answer, it can be written as a standard thank you email.
She withdrew her hand and continued to lean on the reclining chair, feeling quite angrily. She laughed in a low voice and complained with the useless words in the film and television drama: "It's really my heart to the bright moon, but the moon shines on the ditch."
Her voice is really nice.
He laughed: "It was wrong, there is no ditch. You are my legal wife now."
He did not say, she really omitted this sentence.
She uttered a loud voice, curled her legs and pressed her face to the wicker chair, and her heart that had just fallen floated again. The wicker chair was cushioned with soft white fox fur, similar to the chair he once liked to sit on. She remembered that she always liked to climb up quietly, while he was reading and writing, even when he leaned against his subordinates outside the bead curtain. Listen quietly from above.
His voice used to be so good.
She had practiced thousands of times in her heart, how to learn the tone of his speech, from the beginning to the end. At that time, she thought that as long as she could speak, the first thing she said would be Zhou Shengchen.
"Zhou Shengchen." She called him.
"Um?"
"Zhou Shengchen." She called him in a different voice.
"Yeah." He saw her intentions.
"Zhou Shengchen." She insisted on calling again.
"Yeah." He cooperated with her careful thoughts.