ring!
A pair!
How come there is a ring at home
It took Xia Yitong three seconds to successfully switch her thoughts from "How could I have forgotten when I bought the ring" to "Oh my God, this couldn't be the ring that Lu Yinbing bought?" Then she grabbed the chair in the study with one hand, sat on the floor, and breathed heavily.
There was no one else at home except her and Lu Yinbing. It was undoubtedly prepared by Lu Yinbing. As for why she didn't see the rings, it didn't matter whether Lu Yinbing didn't have time or had to prepare for a special time. It was a foregone conclusion that Lu Yinbing was going to propose to her.
She can marry Lu Yinbing!
Xia Yitong got up, took the phone from the living room, took a 360-degree photo, kissed the ring gently, and put it back. Out of habit, she continued to touch inside when she put it back, and touched something like a hard box. After touching it again and again, she was sure it was not the one just now.
Ten seconds later, Xia Yitong looked at another pair of diamond rings from a second brand in front of her with mixed feelings.
A minute later, Xia Yitong looked at the four pairs of wedding rings of different styles on the table with even more complicated feelings. At this moment, she felt that the possibility that Lu Yinbing suffered from choice phobia and didn't know which pair to use to propose to her was much greater than the first two.
Everyone took photos, and Xia Yitong decided to go back and study which pair looked better. When she left the study, she looked back and felt that there might be many more sparkling rings hidden in this study, as long as she had a pair of eyes to discover them.
She laughed at her own thoughts.
When she got on the plane, she was still thinking: How could there be someone like Lu Yinbing in the world? So unusual yet so cute
"Fang Hui." Before the plane took off, Xia Yitong turned around and called.
Fang Wei, who was playing with her phone, locked the screen and looked up to answer.
"Um, do you have someone you like?" Xia Yitong decided to lay the groundwork.
Fang Hui hesitated for a moment and said, "No."
Xia Yitong's mind flashed back to the scene of her sending Xiaoxi home that night, as well as the scene of watching a movie later. She was slightly surprised, but didn't delve into it. She said, "Suppose you have someone you like, and if one day you plan to propose to him/her, how would you buy a ring?"
Fang Hui said: "I am a woman, so normally it should be the other party who proposes to me."
Straight women have this kind of brain circuit, which is frustrating. Xia Yitong sighed and said, "If you were a man and wanted to propose to someone you like, you would have to prepare a diamond ring, right? How would you usually prepare it?"
"If I were a man..." Fang Wei lowered her eyes. That was all. Thinking carefully, she knew that Xia Yitong's question must be related to her. Fang Wei discarded the messy thoughts in her mind and replied, "Choose carefully, according to the styles that the other party has occasionally mentioned or looked at a few times."
“Will you buy a lot of spares?”
Fang Hui was shocked: "The diamond ring is so expensive."
Xia Yitong: “…”
Yes, the rich class and the working class cannot be compared together. But she was still very happy. Fang Hui was asked a lot by Xia Yitong, but she didn't understand the reason in the end. She only knew that her artists were smiling all the way.
She rolled in a spiral three times, covered her face out of shyness four times, screamed silently five times, laughed softly involuntarily six times, and shook her legs seven times.
The last time she behaved like this was last year. Judging from the time, it was when she was just together with Lu Yinbing.
Fang Hui rolled her eyes and posted a message on Weibo:
It is said that it will rain tomorrow: A girl cannot be kept when she grows up, if she stays here for a long time she will get confused and worried.
Summer insects cannot talk about ice mua’s comment: Expose the information, please.
It is said that it will rain tomorrow. Reply to 夏虫不可语冰mua: It involves the boss’s privacy, so I won’t reveal it.
Summer insects cannot talk about ice mua replied that it is said that it will rain tomorrow: crying qaq
Fang Wei sent her an emoticon package [I don’t talk to Xiaodai.jpg] via WeChat, turned off the phone and went to sleep.
…
Returning to the film and television base, Xia Yitong felt a little uncomfortable. There were crowds of people, the crew was busy, and there was an open scenic spot not far away, and the silhouettes of tourists could be clearly seen. After three months of self-cultivation, it felt noisy when it became lively again.
She followed the crew all the way to the set. Pavilions, towers, corridors, waterside terraces, and the sound of gurgling water added a touch of tranquility to the chaos. Green mountains could be seen in the distance. These were all real scenes built to create a sense of martial arts.
In view of Qin Hanlin's abnormal demand for beauty, he looked down on these artificial decorations, so he only filmed a small part of the scenes here and would go to the southwest in the middle of the month.
The actors were basically in place. Xia Yitong went to greet the male lead first. The male lead's surname was Ren, and he was three years older than Xia Yitong. He looked very sunny and asked everyone to call him Xiao Ren. Xia Yitong had seen his ancient costumes and was very interested in the styling, but with Qin Hanlin's team around, he didn't need to worry too much.
Xiao Ren has been the second male lead for many years, and his temper has been tempered. He looks very humble and polite.
The two talked about their understanding of the script and found that they were in agreement. For a moment, they felt like they were drinking with a bosom friend. Laiying, who was originally joking with Qin Hanlin, came over and grabbed Xia Yitong's head: "You value women over friendship."
Before Xia Yitong could respond, Xiao Ren stood up first and said respectfully, "Come on, senior."
Laiying came like a big-tailed wolf. He raised his hand and patted the shoulder of Xiao Ren, who was 183 cm tall, and intercepted Xia Yitong.
"You're still in a mental hospital. I have to keep an eye on you for her." There were so many people around that Laiying vaguely mentioned Lu Yinbing's identity.
Xia Yitong felt uncomfortable listening to this and corrected him, "What do you mean by staying in a mental hospital? That's called collecting folk songs."
"It's new." Laiying blew a loud whistle, which looked quite impressive.
Xia Yitong had never heard her play it before, and she herself couldn't do it, so her eyes lit up immediately: "Another one."
Laiying blew another whistle with a twist, and before Xia Yitong could praise her, she said with a depressed look on her face: "It took me a month to learn this whistle from a master." Laiying's third daughter is a willful young lady who has only one hobby in her life: blowing a whistle to attract cats and dogs.
When Xia Yitong said "hard work", it turned into "hahaha".
Xia Yitong has been on many TV drama crews, and there were many demanding directors. Most of them just wanted to make money quickly, so the positioning and other things were perfunctory. But this crew was different, and all the actors' spirits were refreshed.
There are people like Xia Yitong who stayed in Shaolin Temple for three months to practice martial arts; there are people like Lai Ying who blew the skin off his lips trying to learn how to whistle; there are also people like Xiao Ren who repeatedly built up his emotions in a corner for a line; and there are also many veteran actors who only had one or two lines in a cameo appearance, and after Qin Hanlin called cut, they felt they didn't perform well and wanted to do it again.
The first day of official shooting was tense but exciting.
After work, Xia Yitong and Xiao Ren looked at each other, and saw only excitement in each other's eyes, without any fatigue at all. Xia Yitong could more or less guess what the other party was excited about. It is really difficult for an actor to encounter an excellent script, an excellent script, and an excellent actor. In today's circle, it is even more difficult. After the TV series is broadcast, Xiao Ren's value will definitely rise. He will no longer be suppressed by those traffic stars. He can act in the dramas he likes, instead of always being selected by others and making wedding clothes for others.
She had felt that way before and could relate to him.
Xia Yitong couldn't help but smile. Looking back, she realized that she had also walked so many paths before. She looked at the man who was three years older than her with a warm gaze, like a senior.
Lu Yinbing looked at her, was it the same
It’s the fourth day since I separated from Teacher Lu. I miss her very much, but Lu Yinbing now sleeps in the ward at night, so there is basically no way to contact her.
I made up my mind to go back to the hotel and watch Teacher Lu’s movie to relieve my homesickness.
…
Mental Hospital in xx District, Beijing.
There were six beds in the ward where Lu Yinbing stayed. When she came, bed number two was empty. She stayed in bed number one, next to the window. She could see the sunlight by opening the curtains. Bed number three was occupied by a girl of her age. Director Huang said she had lived here for three years. She had worked there before, but suddenly she got sick at work and never recovered, so she was sent here.
Her family was a single-parent family. Her father died of overwork early in order to earn more money for her education. Her mother was a sanitation worker, earning just over a thousand yuan a month, and had to support her parents-in-law. Every time she came to see her, her eyes were red and she brought a lot of delicious food and drinks. Director Huang had worked here for many years. He just sighed and said a few words, and Lu Yinbing couldn't bear to listen any more. She had acted in so many dramas, but what she feared most was always reality.
Bed number three has a nice name, Lu Lingjun. She has the same surname as Lu Yinbing, but their lives are completely opposite.
Every day she would circle around her bed, one, two, three times, clockwise and counterclockwise, turning a deaf ear to the reactions from the outside world and completely immersed in her own world.
She was always mumbling to herself, talking nonstop. From the first second she opened her eyes to the last moment she fell asleep, she spoke very quickly in a very small voice, and was hostile to everything around her. Lu Yinbing listened carefully to a few sentences, and found that she was reciting "The Jade Emperor, the Queen Mother, the Tathagata Buddha, the Guanyin Bodhisattva", and she made up countless backgrounds and countless battles for them.
Once, Lu Yinbing tried to communicate with her. As soon as he said the first sentence, the other party was furious. The beautiful amber eyes were covered by messy hair. The pupils were slightly dilated, full of shock, anger and hostility: "Shut up! Don't bother me! The Jade Emperor will kill you!"
Lu Yinbing stared at her closely and memorized her eyes, but the price she paid was that Bed Number 3 grabbed her hair and slapped her.
On the third day after she moved in, she ran into the patient's mother who came to see her. She was a woman dressed very simply, and looked older than her actual age, with most of her hair white. Her mother didn't dare to quarrel with her, as she would fly into a rage if she spoke. The "patient" Lu Yinbing pretended to be a normal person and chatted with her mother for a while.
When the visit was over, Lu Yinbing saw a flash of light between the fingers of the person in bed number three, and he secretly kept the pull ring of the empty can.