Fang Wei swiftly pulled out a piece of tissue from her tissue box and naturally wiped Xiaoxi's eyes with it. Xiaoxi also naturally moved closer. The distance between the tissue and her eyes was less than one centimeter. Then Fang Wei stopped and stuffed the tissue into Xiaoxi's hand.
Xiaoxi: “…”
Are all straight men so unromantic? Is wiping your own tears the same as helping someone wipe their tears
Fang Wei withdrew her hand, gathered the long hair beside her ear, and rubbed her earlobe with her slightly hot fingertips.
Xiaoxi wiped his eyes twice angrily, sat up straight, and kept as far away from Fang Hui as possible.
Fang Wei glanced at her out of the corner of her eye, her eyes fixed on a corner of the screen.
Lu Yinbing was beaten twice in a row and behaved himself for half an hour. Although his hand was still holding Xia Yitong's waistline, he would occasionally cross the line to touch her smooth back and her well-defined ribs, but at least he did not secretly unfasten the straps of her bra.
A movie is made up of several clips, but having several clips does not necessarily make up a qualified movie. This is the skill of editing.
Halfway through the film, Chen Qing betrayed the State of Chu, and the city of Chu was destroyed and people died. Jing Xiu fled thousands of miles away and met Chen Qing in the enemy camp. Chen Qing, contrary to his previous deep affection, not only pretended not to know him, but also humiliated him in every way. Jing Xiu spent half of the film presenting the audience with the image of a good king with deep affection, responsibility for the people, and a pure heart. Chen Qing's behavior this time made the audience's confusion and hatred of this character rise to the peak. After humiliating Jing Xiu, she entered the tent with the enemy chief and had a good chat, just like birds of a feather. One has to wonder if she had this plan long ago, and everything was planned, with ulterior motives for several years, just for today's blow. At the same time, let the audience sympathize with Jing Xiu. In addition, Lu Yinbing played the role of Jing Xiu, so the subjective feelings would lean more towards him.
Jing Xiu was planning to escape. His escape was difficult, with dangers at every step. He was chased by the enemy all the way, and the number of people following him was decreasing. His body was covered with countless scars, and even his handsome face, which looked like a girl, was pierced by a knife mark from the center of his eyebrows to the side of his ear, with blood-red flesh ferociously exposed. If he had only been a little bit away, his eye would have been useless.
Someone rushed over thousands of miles to save him. It was an old subordinate of his. At that time, he was planning to sacrifice his life for the city, but he didn't expect that the State of Chu would be destroyed. So he asked his old subordinate to take him, the emperor's brother, to the south to defend the city and wait for better times.
Those people came at such a good time. He covered his bleeding eyebrow and looked at these divine soldiers who seemed to have descended from heaven. He couldn't believe it. He was saved? He sat under a tree, surrounded by the bodies of the enemy. A man dressed as a soldier was guarding him. He danced with a long sword tightly. The sword wind tightly enveloped him. Anyone who dared to come and kill him was killed first.
Jing Xiu exhaled a breath of bloody air, and observed through his blood-stained eyes. His mind was immediately slightly horrified. No, this man was not an ordinary soldier, he was a man of the rivers and lakes. Looking out from a distance, the situation was one-sided. Although the Chu army was strong, the enemy was a nation that grew up on horseback. The people were always brave and their combat capabilities were no less than those of the Chu. How could they be defeated so suddenly
Looking at his own side, there were few casualties. Many of them were nimble and their moves were not like those of soldiers in the army. They were very similar to the martial arts of the Jianghu people that Chen Qing had demonstrated to him. Jianghu people might not be of much use in a battle between two armies, but in a small-scale battle, they could almost slaughter ordinary people.
In less than three sticks of incense, the enemy was completely wiped out. The general came over to help him up and called out in a hurry: "Your Majesty! Your Majesty! I am here to take you home."
Go back... home? Does he still have a home
Jing Xiu looked at the familiar old subordinates in front of him, with the vast sky and continuous valleys behind him. These were originally the beautiful mountains and rivers of his Chu State, and the people lived and worked in peace and contentment, but now... nine out of ten houses are empty, corpses are everywhere, and the people are hanging by a thread.
Tears welled up in his eyes. He trusted the wrong person, and it was he who caused the Chu Kingdom to suffer so much. How could he face his people again? It was him—but Chen Qing had harmed him to such an extent, and he actually still fantasized that these people might be sent by her to save him. She didn't want her to die...
Jing Xiu clenched his fists tightly at his side, the clear tears in his eyes turned into bloody tears, and blood oozed out of his teeth again because of clenching his teeth. He pushed away the hand of his old subordinate who was trying to support him, and stood up tremblingly.
He looked to the north, his gaze as cold as a knife, and spoke each word with emphasis: "One day, I will take you back to your real home."
He turned to face the generals. Although his voice was weak after being seriously injured, it was firm and everyone could hear him. He raised his arms high and said, "Drive out the enemy chieftain and return our land to us!"
All the generals and soldiers shouted: "Drive out the enemy chieftain and return our land to us!"
"Victory! Victory! Victory!"
Jing Xiu: "Bring me a horse."
The old general stopped him and said, "Your Majesty, you are injured, it is not appropriate..."
"No one will die. Bring me a horse."
"Your Majesty..."
"Do you want to disobey my order?" Jing Xiu shouted decisively.
"yes."
Half a month later, Jing Xiu arrived at the southern camp. He had a high fever for three days and was temporarily blind when he woke up. The doctor said that he would recover after resting for a few days and applying herbs externally.
The military doctor told the general that His Majesty had been repeating the same name for three days. Jing Xiu, who was originally unconscious, lifted the curtain and said lightly: "I will never reconcile with this thief."
The general's expression changed slightly. After Jing Xiu left, he quietly returned to the camp. In his tent, there was a man sitting upright. He was wearing a white fur coat and looked more elegant than snow. He was warming himself by the fire. His eyebrows and eyes looked even more gentle. When he saw his expression, he asked, "Your Majesty, are you awake?"
General: "Awake." He lit the fire a little brighter. Chen Qing seemed to be particularly afraid of the cold.
Chen Qing nodded and said, "Thank you."
"As you should," the general said, "Your Majesty has completely come to hate you."
Chen Qing smiled faintly: "Really? That's great."
The general carefully observed her expression and found that she was really happy and not pretending. He was puzzled: "He wants to kill you."
Chen Qing warmed her white hands over the fire, the flames reflected in her eyes, and after a moment she said, "In this world, love and hate are the same, both can make people die and then live again."
Jing Xiu's love for her made him a king who defended the status quo, and his hatred for her made him a king who fought. She alone occupied all of Jing Xiu's strongest emotions, and he had no regrets even in death.
General: "I don't understand, why are you doing this?"
Chen Qing stood up and pulled the fox fur coat around his collar. "Don't ask questions that you shouldn't ask. If it wasn't an emergency, I wouldn't have contacted you. I hope you'll abide by the oath your ancestors made with us. From today on, take everything about me into your coffin. If you break your promise, be careful of the lives of your parents, wife, and children."
She opened the tent, and the wind and snow came in. She left the camp in the dusk and disappeared without a trace.
Hearing footsteps, the general thought the enemy had returned, but it turned out that he was telling the soldiers, "Your Majesty wants to see you, General."
The general put on his cloak and hurried out of the tent.
Jing Xiu, with his eyes covered with white silk and wearing a long green gown, sat behind a table, in front of which was a huge sand table used for marching formations. The felt curtain at the entrance of the camp was lifted, and a strong wind blew in. He raised his head, "looked" forward steadily, and opened his thin lips slightly: "My dear."
…
In the IMAX hall, Xia Yitong faced Lu Yinbing's face, which looked even more handsome and compelling because of the blindfold. Her whole body trembled, her hands tightly grasped the armrest, and her heart suddenly beat so hard that it hurt.
Lu Yinbing, whose hand had been on her waist, naturally felt it and immediately asked nervously in a low voice: "What's wrong with you?"
Xia Yitong's eyes were still on the screen. She didn't hear what Lu Yinbing said beside her. She only saw Lu Yinbing on the screen. Her skin was so delicate that she could see every pore. Her nose was straight and round. Even her philtrum was better looking than that of an average person. Her lips were pale and her beads were faintly visible when she pursed her lips. Her jawline was perfect and her neckline extended into her clothes.
She is so beautiful when she smiles, and even more beautiful when she doesn't smile. She is beautiful when her eyes are exposed, and even more beautiful when her eyes are not exposed. How can there be such a beautiful person in the world
She waited until this part was over and the scene changed to herself before she let out a long sigh, swallowed, and came back to her senses from Lu Yinbing's breathtaking beauty. She let go of the armrest and patted her out-of-control heart.
After watching for a while, she felt something was wrong. The hand that was holding her waist was gone. She wondered if it was an illusion after getting used to it, so she reached out to touch it. There was only her waistline, and Lu Yinbing's hand was nowhere to be found.
She turned her head and saw Lu Yinbing sitting upright watching a movie.
"Teacher Lu?"
"… "
"Teacher Lu?"
"… "
Lu Yinbing heard it, but didn't want to answer. She had called Xia Yitong at least three times, but she didn't hear a word. At least Xia Yitong had to call her three times before she could respond reluctantly.
"Teacher Lu?"
"… "
This was the third time, and Lu Yinbing thought: I still can’t answer now. She has to call me at least one more time. She was the one who made me angry first. She has to call me one more time before I won’t be angry.
Seeing that she was slow to respond and her eyes were still on the screen, Xia Yitong smiled and didn't disturb her from watching the movie.
She reached out for the Coke next to her and wanted to take a sip. Just as she was about to put the straw into her mouth, a hand reached out from the side and snatched her Coke away.
Lu Yinbing: "What are you drinking? You'll get fatter than death."
As she said this, she bit the straw, stared at her, and drank all of Xia Yitong's Coke.
Xia Yitong: “…”