What Xia Yitong didn't tell Lu Yinbing was that she also had a dream last night, and she also dreamed of a family of four. They had agreed to take care of the children together, but when they went to the zoo, one of the older children and two of the younger children were running wild in front, and she was running behind them, holding three ice creams in her hands, and shouting as she ran, "Don't run too fast, be careful not to fall."
Just as he said this, the two kids fell down miserably, pouting and about to cry. Xia Yitong had something in her hands and didn't have any hands to hold on to, so she winked at Lu Yinbing, but Lu Yinbing stood beside him with her hands on her hips and laughed heartlessly: "These two silly kids."
Xia Yitong: “…”
After waking up, Xia Yitong looked at Lu Yinbing who was sleeping beside her, and thought of her past misdeeds, and couldn't help showing a look of deep approval. This might be unbelievable for other parents, but it didn't feel out of place for Lu Yinbing. After all, every time she cried, the other party looked like she was trying not to laugh. No, she didn't try to hold it back at all, and just laughed out loud.
As he thought about it, he became a little angry and bit Lu Yinbing's exposed shoulder. Lu Yinbing frowned slightly, as if he was about to wake up in pain. Xia Yitong softened his heart and let go of his mouth, licking the place he had just bitten with his tongue.
"I'm home," Lu Yinbing called Xia Yitong after sending her home to let her know she was safe, and then asked, "Did you bite me last night?"
"How did you know?" Xia Yitong asked in surprise. She had checked in the morning to see if there were any tooth marks. She hadn't bitten hard, so they disappeared in a few minutes.
"I just suddenly remembered that there was such a thing." Lu Yinbing said proudly, "I'm awesome, right?"
Xia Yitong cheered her on and said with a smile, "Great, great."
Lu Yinbing asked: "Have you boarded the plane?"
Xia Yitong said: "Not yet, I'm waiting, it will probably be soon."
Lu Yinbing was silent for a while, said "Oh", and said nothing else.
"What's wrong?" Xia Yitong could hear her depression.
"Nothing, I just missed you a little."
"How about I take a leave and go back next month?"
"Forget it, I'll visit you when I'm free, just focus on filming." Lu Yinbing said. If she really delayed Xia Yitong's filming, she would be really guilty of a heinous crime. "Okay, I'll go and do my own thing. You and I still have a bet. If I keep teasing you, it seems like I'm playing tricks on you."
The bet between the three people was basically forgotten by Lu Xia and Xia Yitong. Now that the old matter was brought up again, Xia Yitong really didn't know what to say. There was no point in being so affectionate, so Xia Yitong said, "I'll go read the script."
Xia Yitong sent a WeChat message to Lu Yinbing before the plane took off—I’m on the plane, just sat down, about to fly.
After thinking about it, I found an old emoji from WeChat emoji package and added it - [groundhog screaming.gif]
Lu Yinbing - [Groundhog screaming.gif]
Xia Yitong—It is five years old this year, happy birthday.
Lu Yinbing—Happy birthday.
It's really about to take off. I'll tell you when we get to the hotel. Xia Yitong curled her lips towards the screen, turned off her phone, put it away, took off a steam eye mask and closed her eyes to rest. She fell asleep as soon as she fell asleep. The huge roar of the wings carried the huge fuselage across the blue sky.
When she took off the steam eye mask, Xia Yitong felt that she had slept for two hours. She shook her head, which was not yet fully awake, yawned, and asked, "What time is it now?"
Fang Wei glanced at her watch and said, "Three o'clock, five minutes to land. There's still an hour left."
It turned out that I had only slept for less than an hour, why did my neck feel so sore? Xia Yitong raised her hand to rub the back of her neck. As soon as she touched it for the first time, Fang Wei's hand had already reached out to help her massage. Xia Yitong hummed in comfort.
The person sitting in front of her moved his head.
Fang Hui massaged her and whispered, "There's an acquaintance on this flight too. You fell asleep just now, and she wanted to say hello to you."
"Who is it?"
"Your fans."
"ah?"
Xia Yitong didn't need to ask any more questions, because the acquaintance and fan had already walked towards her: "Xia, Teacher Xia, hello."
Four years have passed, but some people still have distinctive features that you can tell who they are as soon as you hear them speak, such as Cen Xi in front of Xia Yitong. Xia Yitong greeted, "Hello."
Cen Xi was wearing a light yellow cashmere sweater, which was mature and dignified, and matched her beauty very well. However, she had never changed her habit of stuttering when she saw Xia Yitong. Whenever she spoke, she would lose her stamina, and her good image would become out of place.
Cen Xi was a popular young actress two years ago, and now she is the best actress among young actresses, no, she should be a middle-class actress. She is two years older than Xia Yitong, and she has grown older in the past two years. She will be thirty after this year. Her route is similar to Xia Yitong's. She first gained popularity on the small screen, and then transformed into the big screen to show her status. However, her resources are far less abundant than Lu Yinbing's studio. The first film she made had a series of problems in the middle due to the conflict between the producer and the director, and the response was mediocre in the end. It was only in the second film that she made a small debut. Last year, she was nominated for the Best Supporting Actress at the Academy Awards. Although she did not win the award, many people in the circle remembered her face, which is very helpful for her future development. So this year, she took another movie. It is still a supporting role, but the resources are much better than before. The director and screenwriter are all first-class, and the leading actress is the winner of the Best Actress at the Golden Crow Awards the year before last.
I forgot to mention that the heroine of that movie is Xia Yitong.
Cen Xi, holding a cup of coffee in her hand, leaned against Xia Yitong's seat and chatted with her.
Xia Yitong asked: "Why did you join the group just now?"
Cen Xi said, "There is a show that has not been recorded yet. I said hello to the director and will be a few days late. How about you?"
It's not that there is no change at all. Her stuttering seems to have improved a little. Thinking back to when Cen Xi called her just now, she only repeated the word "Xia". What about her? Xia Yitong certainly wouldn't tell her the truth. She said vaguely, "Something happened."
"Okay." Cen Xi didn't ask any more questions, and looked at Xia Yitong with sparkling eyes, as if there were stars in them. Obviously, the two of them were in the same circle. In the past year, Xia Yitong was actually very active, often appearing in news headlines and various film sets and activities, but Cen Xi had never seen her once. This time, when she saw her, she naturally wanted to look at her for a while longer.
She was happy to watch, but Xia Yitong might not be happy too. It wasn't that she felt that she was offending her. Her relationship with Cen Xi was slightly better than ordinary friends, and they had a lot to talk about on WeChat, so it was not an offense. The main reason was... standing there was really stupid. Didn't Cen Xi care about her image at all
If Cen Xi could hear Xia Yitong's thoughts at this moment, he would definitely say: What's the point of maintaining an image in front of your idol? It doesn't exist!
There aren't many people in the entertainment industry who are as genuine as her, so Xia Yitong was more tolerant towards Cen Xi. Anyway, she couldn't sleep now, so they could just chat for a while as friends and colleagues for the next few months.
She winked at Fang Hui, who understood and walked towards where Cen Xi was originally doing. Xia Yitong pointed to the empty seat beside her and said, "Sit here and talk."
"Thank you, Teacher Xia." Cen Xi sat down, and the atmosphere was finally less strange.
Xia Yitong was in a good mood today and smiled, "Why didn't you stutter when you said this?"
Cen Xi: "I, I, I..."
"Speak slower, speak slower." Xia Yitong pressed her hand down to ease her nervousness.
"Actually, I'm not a stutterer," Cen Xi said. She and Xia Yitong had very few opportunities to talk face to face, and this was probably the fourth or fifth time. "I just stutter when I'm nervous when I see you."
"I know, that's why I asked you to speak slower. We are not in a hurry now."
"OK."
Seeing that she didn't seem to be able to find a topic to talk about, Xia Yitong simply started the conversation first and said, "I heard from Director Xie that she was very satisfied with your performance in this role."
"No, it's too good to be true."
It's scientifically proven that effective sentence segmentation can mask stuttering.
The two of them talked about the script in a halting manner. Cen Xi had quite a lot of rival scenes with Xia Yitong in the play. She played a female police officer, but she was not a great and glorious figure, nor was she a "vase" in the police station - wearing exquisite makeup and doing some fancy moves, but a real female fighter.
Cen Xi’s action scenes are beautiful and her eyes are very sharp. Xia Yitong had experienced this in "The Great Prosperity" a few years ago, but this was her first time to experience it on the set.
Cen Xi has been learning to dance since she was young, and her body is flexible, which is different from Xia Yitong who started dancing late in life. However, Xia Yitong has practiced martial arts, so they both have their own strengths.
Later, there was a fight scene, and the director asked the martial arts director to change the moves temporarily. Not only did he change the moves, but he also discarded everything written in the original script and started over. Cen Xi used the professional way, with a technical flow, and his moves were beautiful and powerful, not just for show; Xia Yitong's fighting style was steady, accurate and fierce, and he had a full sense of gangster spirit.
Two very different beauties, with thin waists and long legs. If it were an ordinary director, he would have filmed it as a scene that was more for viewing than for fighting. Fighting? It would only feel good if two desperate men were to beat each other fiercely. But that was an ordinary director. The director of Xia Yitong's crew would not do that. Isn't it just a fight for life? Few people can really film what it's like when women fight for their lives. He felt that he could, after he saw these two actresses with sparks.
Xia Yitong didn't know what it would look like in the end. The scene between her and Cen Xi took five full days to shoot, partly because the shots were very long, and they were all close combat, so every move had to be absolutely accurate, coherent and without any deviation.
During those five days, Xia Yitong would ask Fang Wei to rub her bruises with medicinal wine and apply a patch on them every day after work, and then continue the next day. Of course, she had to keep it a secret about Lu Yinbing. Although she wanted to kiss and hug him, she didn't want to let her worry in vain because Lu Yinbing was not around.
Cen Xi punched Xia Yitong so hard that her arm was dislocated. There was a teeth-grinding sound of Kaba, and Xia Yitong stabbed Cen Xi's shoulder with a knife. She opened her bloodshot eyes, her mouth was full of blood, and she used one hand to twist the blade in her flesh and bones.
Cen Xi groaned.
"Cut." said the director.
Cen Xi and Xia Yitong looked over together. The director finally showed mercy to them as they were almost broken-down: "Pass."
The two collapsed on the ground together. Their assistants picked them up. The director asked them to go back to the hotel to rest and take a day off as a reward for their hard work.
A day off
Xia Yitong's first thought was whether she could go back to see Lu Yinbing, but considering the round trip, she decided not to go back and forth in one day. Then she thought again, if she couldn't go back, could Lu Yinbing come over
I haven't heard her say anything recently. She's still on break. Should I call her and ask her to come visit me? Didn't she say she'd come visit the set last time we parted? Why hasn't she said anything
She thought about this question while removing her makeup, and finally decided not to think too much about it. If Lu Yinbing was free, she would ask her to come over, and they could go somewhere farther away to play tomorrow, otherwise she would have wasted a day of vacation.
Xia Yitong took out his cell phone, walked to an empty corner, found Lu Yinbing's phone number and dialed it.
"Teacher Lu, are you free these two days? It's like this, I have a day off tomorrow, are you free to come over?"
"Can this be considered telepathy?" Lu Yinbing laughed on the other end of the phone.
"What?"
"I just got off the plane and am in a taxi on the way to your studio." Lu Yinbing pressed his hat on his forehead, looked at the scenery receding outside the car window, and said, "Will you send someone to pick me up? Or come in person?"
"My dear... Then I'll send Fang Hui to pick you up." Xia Yitong said as he hurried out of the studio, "Where are you now? Send me your location."
She walked too fast and didn't pay attention to what was in front of her, and bumped into someone.
"Sorry." Xia Yitong apologized hurriedly without even raising his head, and walked away.
Cen Xi rubbed his sore shoulder and let out a soft "hiss". Although the knife was fake and the blood was fake, the original wound was still very painful. The impact was so severe that it was almost excruciating.
Isn't Teacher Xia in pain? I am a grown-up after all, and the forces are mutual. Logically, I shouldn't be more relaxed than her. Why is she like nothing happened? Where is she in such a hurry to go
Cen Xi and her assistant returned to the hotel. At around 8 or 9 pm, they went to see Xia Yitong to discuss the script. They knocked on the door but she was still not there. They sent a WeChat message, but Xia Yitong took a long time to reply: She went out to play.
Cenxi—Will you come back to stay tonight
Xia Yitong—Not going back.
Cenxi - OK.
Xia Yitong replied with a cute emoticon, announcing the end of the conversation.
Throwing the phone on the bedside table, Cen Xi lay on the bed in a big word. Alas, it was not easy to have a day off tomorrow, and she wanted to ask Xia Yitong to go out for a walk and relax. If she didn't want to go out, they could also talk about the script and life, and gossip. Was the gossip about her and Lu Yinbing true? Cen Xi, like everyone else, was highly suspicious.
It's all gone to waste.
She pulled the quilt over her head.
"ah!"
At the same time, in a high-end residence several miles away, Xia Yitong was also on the bed, but she was kneeling. Lu Yinbing was holding a brand new belt in his hand, and the sound of the wind it brought was strong. Such a scene always reminds people of some unhealthy images.
Lu Yinbing slapped me to the ground with a belt. "You've become so capable. On the first day, you lied to me that the director and screenwriter invited me to dinner to discuss the plot. On the second day, you lied to me that I suddenly had a new understanding of the play and needed to meditate. On the third day, you said that you finished work too late and had no time to talk and wanted to sleep. What was the fourth day? If I hadn't come, you weren't going to tell me about the bruises on your body, right?"
Xia Yitong said: "I was wrong."
Lu Yinbing said, "You are mine now. You must report everything to me. Don't be so rude. You know I am not talking about trivial matters."
Xia Yitong, who didn't want to make fun of others, said: "..."
Whoever is poor, she is the one.
Lu Yinbing said: "Speak."
Xia Yitong lowered her head: "I was wrong."
Lu Yinbing slapped him with the belt again, and slapped him to the ground with a bang: "Say something nice!"
Xia Yitong raised his eyes and looked at her: "I love you and want to kiss you."
Lu Yinbing's father bought houses for his wife and daughter all over the country. Xia Yitong was filming an urban drama this time, so naturally Lu Yinbing had real estate in this city, and there was more than one. There were many people in the hotel, and it was not as quiet there as here. Fang Hui was sent to pick up Lu Yinbing, and Xia Yitong went to the community alone, and the two met up later.
After entering the house, of course, they started kissing, hugging and touching each other. Lu Yinbing came up and gave her a bear hug. Xia Yitong immediately bit her lower lip and hugged her with a slightly stiff movement.
Lu Yinbing was such a smart person, and he was also Xia Yitong's intimate lover. He didn't say anything vulgar like taking off pants or something. Anyway, in just a moment of stiffness, Lu Yinbing had already pushed her away: "What's wrong?"
"Nothing happened." Xia Yitong used her acting skills as a movie queen and pretended nothing had happened.
Lu Yinbing suddenly attacked and slapped her on the arm.
Xia Yitong was in so much pain that tears instantly fell.
Her hand had been tortured by Cen Xi every day for the past five days. Lu Yinbing hit her hard again, and she could only breathe out without breathing in. She sat on a chair to rest and immediately said, "I was wrong. This is what happened. I was filming a scene with Cen Xi recently, and the director asked me to fight to the death..."
Lu Yinbing stripped Xia Yitong's clothes off despite her obstruction, and examined her carefully from head to toe. The more she examined, the more angry she became, and finally her eyes were red. She could do anything to herself, but she couldn't bear to see Xia Yitong covered in bruises from acting.
Xia Yitong saw her distressed look, which was more unbearable than the vines on her body. She knew Lu Yinbing would be like this, so she didn't tell her, but she didn't expect that she would find out anyway. She blamed herself for thinking about meeting him every time she had a holiday, and completely forgot that she had bruises all over her body and had nowhere to hide. But even if she didn't let Lu Yinbing come, according to what Lu Yinbing said before, she had already planned to come to give her a surprise, and it was inevitable that she would be discovered.
Sighing quietly in her heart, Xia Yitong accepted Lu Yinbing's interrogation, which was both distressed and angry.
So the scene just now happened.
"I love you and want to kiss you." Xia Yitong said, looking a little aggrieved.
From the moment she entered the door until now, she hadn't gotten any benefits except a slap on the arm.
Xia Yitong said: "I haven't had dinner yet."
Lu Yinbing was silent for a few seconds, threw away the belt, threw himself onto the bed, avoided the injuries on Xia Yiting's body, carefully pressed Xia Yiting under him, and gently kissed the other's lips.
The lips touch each other, rubbing gently, like two dragons playing in the water, yet the silk thread remains connected.
After a short gasp, Lu Yinbing kissed Xia Yitong's lips again, took a tissue from the bedside table and wiped the saliva from her neck, and asked softly, "What do you want to eat for dinner?"
"Eat you." Xia Yitong raised his chin, took her index finger into his mouth, and rolled it up and down in his throat.
"Let's be serious." Lu Yinbing's heart trembled and he hurriedly pulled out his finger. When the area around his index finger was no longer in the hot and humid temperature of his mouth, he felt a sense of loss.
"I'm just talking seriously." Xia Yitong raised her head again and looked for her fingers.
How could Lu Yinbing let her succeed again? She stretched out her finger and flicked Xia Yitong's forehead. Xia Yitong felt pain and didn't dare to do it again. She looked at her pitifully with her big eyes: "I'm not hungry."
"Even if you don't eat, you have to eat some fruit. It's uncomfortable to be hungry at night."
"Are there any fruits here?" Xia Yitong asked.
Lu Yinbing: “…”
This question really stumped Lu Yinbing. Since she would occasionally come to stay for a few days, they hired an aunt to clean the house regularly so that she could move in at any time. However, there would definitely be no things like fruits.
She went to the living room without giving up, Xia Yitong followed her out, and Lu Yinbing opened the refrigerator door even more without giving up. Suddenly, her face changed, and she said in surprise: "I want to give Auntie a raise, and she actually bought some fruit and left it there."
Xia Yitong also smiled, but she was not smiling because she had fruit to eat. She walked slowly to the refrigerator door and looked inside. As expected, there was nothing inside.
At this time, Xia Yitong could have made a sarcastic remark about "poor acting", but in order to prevent domestic violence, she decided to be more polite and sew her mouth shut.
The house was cleaner than Lu Yinbing's trouser pockets. The only things found were the instant noodles and dried noodles with a long shelf life in the cupboard. How about cooking some noodles? When Xia Yitong proposed this proposal, Lu Yinbing voted it down.
Lu Yinbing: "No, we don't have any vegetables at home. We should have some greens, pork belly, beans, onions and garlic to make noodles. Let's go out to eat, or order takeout."
"It's so late now. It will be so late when we get back after dinner." Xia Yitong insisted. "Let's eat at home. I'll just make some noodles."
"no."
"OK."
Lu Yinbing: "If I say no, then no, I'll ask the five-star hotel next door to send a table of takeout."
Xia Yitong cried out in pain.
Lu Yinbing rushed over and asked palely, "What's wrong?"
Xia Yitong put his arms around her neck and leaned back, with his entire weight hanging on Lu Yinbing. Lu Yinbing was afraid that she would fall, so she quickly found a chair for her to sit on.
Xia Yitong leaned weakly on the chair and said intermittently: "Let... me... eat... instant... noodles..."
Lu Yinbing: “…”
Xia Yitong continued to wail: "If... I... don't... eat... noodles... I... am... going to... die..."
Lu Yinbing slapped her face again, gently, almost caressing her. Finally, he couldn't do anything to her, so he went into the kitchen helplessly: "Eat, eat, eat. I'll boil some water for you, okay?"
Xia Yitong nodded slowly, his face rolling on the table: "Less... seasoning... flavoring..."