Xia Yitong lay on the pillow, buttoned up her double-breasted pajamas to her throat, and shivered. She was freezing to death. The warmth of air conditioning and heating are completely different. Once you have tried the heating in the north, the natural warmth that reaches every toe, you will be allergic to the air conditioning in the south in winter.
Xia Yitong has a house in the capital, and she stays there when she has free time in winter. She seldom goes back to City S. When the heating there stops, she goes back to the south. If you ignore the reality that she can only rest for a few days a year, her life is very happy.
"Teacher Lu, I'll go fill a hot water bottle." Xia Yitong was lying in the air-conditioned room. Her two feet, which were still as cold as icy lead blocks, rubbed against each other's calves to gather some warmth. She quickly stood up and stepped into her plush slippers.
Lu Yinbing saw a gust of wind blowing out from the camera. In less than ten seconds, Xia Yitong came back holding a hot water bottle filled with hot water and quickly got into the quilt. Teacher Xia, who had just curled up into a ball, immediately revived, stretched his limbs, and let out a long sigh.
Lu Yinbing's face was on the screen on the bedside table, and he smiled beautifully: "Teacher Xia, I respect you as a man. Normally at times like this, I would rather freeze to death in bed than get up."
Although she is from the north, she sometimes shoots movies in the south, in places close to the central part of the country where there is no heating.
Xia Yitong tilted her head and asked her, "What should I do if I have to pee urgently?"
Lu Yinbing said, "Do it all at once before you take off your clothes, and then hold it in until the next morning."
Xia Yitong applauded her: "My teacher Lu is awesome."
Seeing her smiling face, Lu Yinbing knew that she was making fun of her. How dare she do that? She immediately gritted her teeth and decided to make another note of Xia Yitong in her little notebook. She would pay it back in the future.
Xia Yitong still didn't know what kind of "torture" she was going to suffer. Xia Yitong had a long vacation, and because the progress was ahead of schedule, the crew was not very busy in the later stage, and Lu Yinbing had no scenes to shoot the next morning. The two talked about everything under the sun until twelve o'clock in the evening. They looked at each other yawning and were almost in tears.
"Go to sleep," Lu Yinbing said first.
Xia Yitong said, "Good night." When she looked again, Lu Yinbing had fallen asleep with his face turned sideways towards the camera, without even pressing the hang-up button.
The two chatted for half the night. The iPad was kept connected to the charger so there was no need to worry about it running out of battery at night. Xia Yitong simply turned on the video, changed to a side sleeping position, and fell asleep while looking at Lu Yinbing's sleeping face.
It was a rare day to relax, so they both turned off the alarm clock tacitly and slept until they woke up naturally.
At five in the morning, Lu Yinbing woke up once, fumbled for her phone in the dim light, glanced at the time, and fell asleep again in a daze. At half past eight, her brain and body announced that they had rested and could wake up.
He moved his hand slightly and opened his eyes, and what he saw was the energy-saving lamps in the hotel room.
"Good morning, Teacher Lu." A familiar voice came from his ears. Lu Yinbing was a little confused at first, but he woke up instantly. He thought that Xia Yitong appeared on his bed in an instant. No, he must be dreaming again
"Teacher Lu, why don't you even look at me?"
Lu Yinbing turned around and saw Xia Yitong's face on the screen. She was sitting in the sun, wearing a fleece white sweater, with a halo of sunlight filtering down from the roof. She was sitting not very straight, a little lazy, holding a meat bun in her hand and soy milk, eating breakfast.
"Good morning, did you go for a run?" Lu Yinbing yawned and woke up from a nap.
"Well, I bought breakfast."
"I'll ask Xiaoxi to buy me some breakfast. I'm getting up." Lu Yinbing had just gotten up halfway from the bed when the warm heat in the quilt left him. He shrank back and backed out. "Forget it. I'll sleep a little longer."
Xia Yitong kept laughing while holding the soy milk straw in her mouth. She laughed until Lu Yinbing glared at her, and then she said, "I'll go back a day early."
Lu Yinbing: "Why?"
Xia Yitong said: "To warm you up."
Lu Yinbing teased her deliberately: "Will it feel warm if you take off all your clothes?"
Xia Yitong pondered for a while, then said with a smile: "It's not impossible, but..."
But both of them knew what was going to happen next. They were not living in the same room. The hotel had surveillance cameras, so they could not visit each other casually, let alone sleep in the same bed. Even if they could not do anything, Xia Yitong ended her vacation early and joined the crew. She wanted to see Lu Yinbing, not through the screen, but in person, secretly communicating with her eyes.
The days went by like this in 2017. Just after New Year's Day, the first snow of the new year came. Qin Hanlin was almost worried about the snow. There was rarely heavy snow in the south, but he insisted on waiting until it snowed. It was his personal insistence. If the snow really did not meet his expectations, he could only follow the conventional method, using white lime and foam together, and then use special effects to save it later.
Fortunately, the snow gradually turned from snow seeds into heavy snow, which fell all night long.
The crew members stayed up all night without showing any signs of fatigue. In the early morning, the entire palace was covered in silver. The peach blossom branches in the courtyard, which had not yet waited for the return of spring, looked even darker green, and the air was quiet and humid.
It was the last scene, and Qin Hanlin had been waiting for it for so long. Xia Yitong couldn't help being nervous. Her hands were clasped together, and her fingertips to palms were cold.
While no one was paying attention, Lu Yinbing used his wide sleeves to cover her, held her hand, patted it, and whispered, "Don't be afraid."
Xia Yitong looked at her, took a deep breath, and nodded.
Qin Hanlin didn't say much about the play. After just a few words, he let them go and build up their emotions.
Script clerk: "Breaking Snow for the first time... in the snow."
After so many years of fighting and killing, the Chu State recovered its homeland, and the country was initially settled. The whole country discussed celebrating. In the early war, Jing Xiu ascended the throne hastily, and now he had to follow the ancient system to worship the heaven and ancestors and inspect the capital. But the court officials broke their heads in the previous dynasty because the new king wanted to make Concubine Chen Qing the queen, and they risked their lives to make suggestions. Chen Qing's crime of treason and treason is unforgivable. If she is not cut into pieces, it will not be enough to appease the public anger and comfort the souls of tens of thousands of soldiers in the underground. What's more, as a concubine, she disregarded the ethics and morals. They did not scold the new king, but only scolded Chen Qing as a vixen. When scholars scold people, it is more unpleasant to hear than the people in the market.
The court was as chaotic as a market, and all he could hear was curses. If he wasn't the new king, the people below would probably point their fingers at him and curse him.
Jing Xiu rebuked him, but ignored him and insisted on doing it, and even ordered the palace maids to prepare the queen's wedding dress. So today, during the morning court session, the Imperial Counselor and the Minister of Rites both crashed into the pillars of the Zhaoyang Palace and died.
The bodies of the two court officials were covered with cloth and pulled away. Jing Xiu looked at the several fierce officials below whose faces said, "If you don't retreat, I will immediately ram myself into the pillar." After a long moment, he sighed and said, "Forget it, let's discuss this matter later."
He did not take the sedan chair, but only brought a personal eunuch with him, walking aimlessly in the palace. He did not know why he insisted on doing this. Even if the people were resentful, even if it endangered the country, even if the whole world opposed this marriage, he just wanted Chen Qing to become his legitimate and only wife.
He wanted to marry her, even though he hated her, yes, he hated her.
She must hate him too. They tortured each other but refused to let each other go.
It's like two hedgehogs hugging each other for warmth in the cold winter. If they don't let go, they will stab each other to death. If they let go, they will freeze to death in the snow.
It’s snowing…
He looked up at the plaque on the palace door in front of him - Yuxiu Palace, without moving his eyebrows. He had long been accustomed to walking here unknowingly. He lifted the hem of his robe and stepped in.
The other party seemed to have anticipated his coming, and sat sideways on the railing at the door, with his back against the pillar, a bronze mask hooked upside down on his fingers that were hanging naturally on his knees, and a red rope was wrapped around his little finger several times, its deep red color complementing the red jade hairpin in his hair.
Jing Xiu walked over, naturally wrapped her hand with her own, blew air into her palm, and asked with concern: "Why did you come out?"
Chen gently raised his hand, showed him the hooked mask, tilted his head, and said softly: "I want to dance. I haven't danced for a long time."
Her voice was not the firm one when she was planning a strategy, nor the cold and heartless one when they met in the military camp, but it was light, relaxed, and even a little playful and charming, and it was directed to her lover.
"Can I dance?"
Jing Xiu hesitated and said nothing.
Chen Qing stared at him with her clear eyes, and gently held his palm with her snow-white hands, shaking it, and said softly, "A Xiu, is this okay?"
"Okay." Jing Xiu smiled and nodded.
"Please help me untie this, it's very heavy."
Jing Xiu raised her hand and untied the dark thick cloak she was wearing, took it in her hand, and pushed aside her hair that was entangled in the clothes, revealing the white gauze dress and blue lining underneath. Her skirt was as white as snow, and her collarbone, neck, and lower abdomen were exposed like moonlight, which instantly amazed his eyes.
Chen Qing stretched out his arms and turned in front of him, saying, "I can't find the original clothes, so I got a similar one. Do you see any difference?"
Jing Xiu looked at her seriously for a long time, and said gently: "Same, but it's too cold, let's dance inside."
"No, it's just for a while. You won't be cold. There's wine over there. Go sit over there." Chen smiled and stretched out his index finger to touch the tip of his erect nose. "I'll go. You have to watch carefully."
The moment she turned around, the sadness in her eyes was so intense that it almost drowned the world.
This is the last time, please watch carefully.