The sound was muffled and abrupt, like a cannonball exploding next to your ear.
Xiaoxi, who had been on edge, rushed up and hugged her. Lu Yinbing didn't cry, but she was scared and started crying first.
"Teacher Lu, Teacher Lu, please calm down." Xiaoxi refused to let go, fearing that she would do something stupid.
Lu Yinbing was holding her arms, looking down at her. There was no emotion in her eyes, as if the furious person just now was not herself: "I'm not dead yet, why are you crying? Huh?"
Xiaoxi slowly let go of her hand, wiped her eyes, dried her tears, and said timidly: "Teacher Lu."
"Call me little sister." Lu Yinbing said.
"Little sister." Xiaoxi changed her words.
Lu Yinbing raised her hands and let herself out of Xiaoxi's arms without touching her. She grabbed her short hair and rubbed it hard, then took a deep breath and said, "Let's go."
Xiao Xihu stood behind Lu Yinbing, looked around, and silently retracted his eyes.
Lu Yinbing booked the earliest flight back to Beijing and was waiting to board the plane in the VIP lounge. Xiaoxi huddled aside. She was small to begin with, and now she wished she could disappear into the air.
At this moment, the cell phone rang, playing a cheerful song.
Lu Yinbing's phone is turned off.
The only phone that could ring was Xiaoxi's. Xiaoxi wailed in her heart and endured the tingling scalp to take out the phone from her bag. It was Xue Yao calling. She glanced at Lu Yinbing and picked up the phone.
Xue Yao: "I just landed. How was your first day? Why is Lu Yinbing's phone turned off?"
Xiaoxi glanced at Lu Yinbing from the corner of her eye and whispered, "Boss Xue."
Xue Yao: "You haven't eaten yet? Speak louder. Don't you know that my ears are not working well because of my age?"
Xiaoxi raised her voice a little: "Mr. Xue."
Lu Yinbing looked over when he heard the voice. Xiaoxi's heart was beating fast and she wanted to throw the hot potato in her hand to Lu Yinbing. Lu Yinbing had no intention of answering the phone, but silently made a gesture, went to the side, and nodded.
Xiaoxi understood what was going on and realized that she was being asked to go aside and tell Xue Yao the truth.
Xue Yao felt as if a basin of winter water was poured over her head and feet in the crowded airport. She almost lost her voice and asked, "What did you say?"
Everyone around her looked at her with strange eyes. Xue Yao didn't care about any of them and said to the other end of the phone: "Give the phone to Lu Yinbing. I want to talk to her."
She rolled her eyes back, and the quick-witted secretary stepped forward.
Xue Yao held the microphone and said, "Buy a ticket back to Beijing, and leave now!"
The secretary didn't ask any questions and immediately called to book the ticket.
Xiaoxi looked at Lu Yinbing from a distance. She rested her forehead on the table, motionless. Her hair was full of "don't talk to me", so she replied: "I think Ms. Lu doesn't want to talk. We have already made an appointment at the hospital. We will go for a check-up when we arrive. Let's meet directly at the hospital. I will send you the address now."
"Okay." Xue Yao quickly hung up the phone and hurried back.
Halfway through the walk, she called Xia Yitong. Fang Hui answered the phone and whispered, "Hello, Mr. Xue. Teacher Xia is filming."
Through the receiver, I could hear the hysterical crying and shouting from the other end, and the director was so excited that he seemed to jump up: "Cut, perfect! Get ready for the next shot!"
Xue Yao was slow to answer. Fang Hui saw Xia Yitong, who was kneeling in the studio with weak limbs, being helped back to her original position by the staff. She was holding a towel and crying. Fang Hui couldn't help but be anxious: "Mr. Xue, is there anything I can do for you?"
Xue Yao: "Oh, nothing serious. I saw a new script today and asked Xia Yitong if she was interested."
Fang Hui: "Okay, I'll pass it on for you later."
Xue Yao looked at the hung up call, holding the phone in her hand, her eyes red, and she quickly looked up at the top of the terminal.
Why did it happen at this time
Xia Yitong was in great shape, so Fang Hui didn't dare disturb her until she finished work and handed her the phone to her. She then said, "Boss Xue called today and said there's a new script. He wanted to ask if you wanted it."
Xia Yitong nodded, indicating that she understood, closed the door, and her eyes, which were red from crying all day, disappeared into the door.
As soon as she entered the room, she sat on the edge of the bed and thought: What did Fang Hui ask her to do just now? Oh, there is a new script. She switched her fingers to the address book and found Xue Yao's number. Her fingertips hovered over it, not letting it fall.
She felt inexplicably nervous about the conversation, so she sent a WeChat message instead - I don’t have time to read the script now, let’s talk after the filming is finished, thank you Sister Xue.
She put down her phone, tilted her head, and stared at the mirror in front of her for a long time. It was a full-length mirror, specially provided by the hotel for actors. The person in the mirror looked haggard, with thin cheeks and a pointy chin. The light from the ceiling shone on the mirror, and it seemed that the light was completely absorbed, emitting a dark and strange green light. She looked at the other person, and the other person also looked at her, but the difference was that Xia Yitong's eyes outside the mirror showed fear.
In the mirror, Xia Yitong's indifferent mouth actually showed a strange smile, and a hand stretched out from inside, strangling her throat. Xia Yitong screamed "Ah", rolled on the ground, hugged her head, covered her ears tightly with both hands, and screamed wildly: "Get out! Get out!"
She raised her hand to grab something, but as soon as she stretched it out, the person in the mirror whipped her hand, causing severe pain.
Fang Hui lived next door to her. When she heard the noise, she immediately opened the door with the room card and rushed in. Xia Yitong was curled up on the bed, trembling all over, with her head pressed against the ground, and she was gasping for breath in pain. In this awkward position, he looked up at her, his face full of tears.
Fang Hui slammed the door shut, followed the direction of her finger, grabbed Xia Yitong's phone on the bed, found the local file of the recording, put it to her ear and let her listen: "Teacher Xia, I'll wait for you in Beijing."
"Teacher Xia, I'll be waiting for you in Beijing."
"Teacher Xia, I'll be waiting for you in Beijing."
"You thought it was just this short, right? No, actually it's important to say it three times, haha. There's one more sentence, I won't say it three times, just once, I'm sorry if I say it too much... I love you."
I love you.
Play it over and over again, listen to it over and over again.
I love you.
I’m waiting for you.
Xia Yitong clenched her fists and took her hands away from her ears. The voice that followed her like a shadow no longer buzzed in her ears. It was Lu Yinbing who was talking to her. She was still waiting for her in Beijing. No, it seemed that she was filming a new drama and was at the beach now. I wonder if she has recovered. She always said that she was much better, but she was not obedient at all.
She had to go back to see her. Xia Yitong gritted her teeth and propped up one arm, which was intact and healthy.
Xia Yitong took a few quick breaths, and the suppressed trembling finally subsided. He got up from the ground, sat on the chair, and started coughing violently. Finally, he closed his eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "Turn off the recording."
Fang Wei turned off the recording and poured her a cup of hot water. Xia Yitong took a small sip, held the cup between her hands, and breathed slowly.
Fang Hui said, "Teacher Xia, I will sleep with you tonight, so that you don't... You won't be able to rest well, and it will affect your energy for filming during the day."
Xia Yitong hummed softly and finally did not refuse.
What Fang Wei said made sense. Her mental state was getting worse and worse, and she often had hallucinations. It was as if the hallucinations knew her life-saving magic weapon and would not let her take her cell phone. With Fang Wei around, at least she could stay awake.
Fang Wei breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Shall I go back to my room to get some clothes?"
Xia Yitong said: "Okay."
Fang Wei opened the door and walked out. She took two steps and felt something was wrong. She turned around and saw Xia Yitong following her. Seeing Fang Wei looking at her, Xia Yitong looked into the door and stammered, "I..."
Fang Hui held her wrist and said, "I know, come with me, Teacher Xia."
Fang Wei shared a bed with Xia Yitong, and she found that it was so difficult for her to fall asleep. Not only did she toss and turn, she also kept mumbling, which made Fang Wei unable to sleep. After mumbling for a while, Xia Yitong suddenly realized that her symptoms were a bit similar to those of the bed number 3 in Lu Yinbing's notebook. She was scared and broke into a cold sweat. She quickly stopped talking. After a while, Fang Wei turned over, and Xia Yitong was horrified to find that she had started again.
She turned on the light. Fang Wei opened her eyes. At one in the morning, Xia Yitong looked tired and said, "I'm sorry."
Fang Hui asked: "Can I tell you what it is?"
Xia Yitong's mind was in a mess. He shook his head first, then nodded, and said uncertainly: "It might be the Ji Ji Ru Lv Ling and the Nine-Character Mantra or something like that."
Fang Wei asked again: "Would it be better to sleep with the light on?"
Xia Yitong said: "I don't know."
So she slept with the lights on all night. Fang Wei didn't hear Xia Yitong mumbling again. When she got up, Xia Yitong was already awake. He was sitting on the table with his back to her, wearing headphones and a tablet in front of him.
Fang Wei walked closer and saw that it was the movie "Breaking Snow". It had just started and Xia Yitong was dancing on the drums while Lu Yinbing was watching from below. She turned a little and saw Xia Yitong with a gentle smile on her lips.
Noticing someone approaching, Xia Yitong turned around and smiled at her, "Good morning."
Fang Hui was stunned for a moment and replied: "Good morning. Teacher Xia, when did you wake up?"
"Woke up ten minutes earlier than you."
"oh."
She pointed in the direction of the bathroom. Xia Yitong nodded and smiled faintly: "Do you want to wash up? Go first, I'll watch for a while."
Fang Hui said, "Okay."
She looked at Xia Yitong's back. The sun rises late in winter, and there is only a faint light now. The light shines through the gap in the curtains and falls on the corner of the table, leaving a long and thin streak of light.
Xia Yitong sat quietly with her long hair draped over her shoulders. Suddenly, she stretched out her hand, trying to catch the light.
She grasped both sides of the curtains with both hands and pulled them outwards. Her whole body was bathed in light. She looked up without moving for a long time. She was completely different from the crazy person last night.
But when she turned around, she half fell back into the shadows: "Aren't you going to wash up? Why are you still standing there?"
Fang Wei shuddered.