Xia Yitong had done very comprehensive mental preparation when taking a bath, enough to ensure that after she came out, she would still look exactly the same as every night, with even the curvature of her mouth not changing.
Just pretend nothing happened. Good.
What are we going to shoot tomorrow? Xia Yitong recalled tomorrow's lines and walked out with her hair almost dry. She didn't like using a hair dryer, but it was already 12 o'clock when she got home from work today, so she had to patiently blow dry her hair.
She has the kind of sweet and lovely face of a girl next door. She is not very old. When she is on camera or running around for promotions, she looks a little more mature with makeup. Without makeup, she always looks like a student, but her figure is well-proportioned and all the right places are there. Wearing suspender pajamas, her slender legs and collarbone show amazing feminine charm.
Lu Yinbing raised his head slightly from the "Book of Sand" in front of him, lifted his eyelids to look over there, lowered his head and frowned, and turned the pages of the book with a rustling sound in an attempt to hide his guilt.
Stay calm, Lu Yinbing stared at the words in the book, his eyes rolling up and down, thinking, it shows the care of an elder for the younger generation, and the friendship between good friends, isn't it just someone you like? People come to shadow the wedding, and it doesn't affect you in any way.
Xia Yiting, who was also glancing at Lu Yinbing out of the corner of her eye, felt her heart tremble as well, as if the pages of the book were stirring in her heart.
Xia Yitong muttered to herself, walking to the other side of the bed with normal steps, but then she turned around and thought, she didn't plan to do anything, why should she calm down? What on earth made her suddenly think of calming down
She was full of anxiety, but she looked calm as she lay down in the quilt. Seeing the cover of the book in Lu Yinbing's hand, she made small talk, "Teacher Lu likes Borges very much?"
Lu Yinbing's mind was full of "Who does she like, how many people are there in the family, how many acres of land per capita, how many cows are there in the field", etc. She felt the fear of being dominated by gossip, but she prided herself on being both virtuous and talented, and was not a gossipy person, so she was too embarrassed to ask. When she first heard Xia Yitong asking about Borges, she didn't react at all for a while, and her eyes struggled to find the words on the book, and said: "Oh, yes, he is very thoughtful."
Xia Yitong had seen another book by Borges, The Garden of Forking Paths, in Lu Yinbing's room that time. She had remembered the title of the book and the author for a long time, but they were living together now, and it was strange that she was embarrassed to buy it and read it in front of Lu Yinbing.
In other words, she knew nothing about Borges. She only remembered the description on Baidu, something like novels are like poems, poems are like essays, essays are like novels, and the three are integrated together, and thoughts are the bridge of communication. She couldn't guarantee that the relationship between the three was correct. If she opened her mouth and couldn't spit out ivory, it would be fine if she couldn't spit out dog teeth. If she spit out dog teeth, it would destroy her image in Lu Yinbing's mind.
So Xia Yitong smiled and told the truth: "I haven't seen it. Teacher Lu, is there anything you can recommend to me?"
Not only was she honest, she also expressed her diligent and studious attitude. Since Lu Yinbing recommended it, she had nothing to be embarrassed about taking a look at it again. Xia Yitong believed that her answer was perfect.
Lu Yinbing frowned as if thinking: "The representative work is The Garden of Forking Paths. You can read this first. I have a copy. The book is at Xiaoxi's place. I will ask her to bring it over tomorrow."
"Okay." Xia Yitong nodded obediently.
Lu Yinbing: “…”
Xia Yitong: “…”
The two of them chatted for a few sentences and the conversation fell into a rare silence.
Xia Yitong tried to liven up the atmosphere: "So what is this book of sand in your hand about?"
"A collection of short stories, about..." Lu Yinbing was getting desperate about this topic. She could actually pick out a single story to tell, but the key point was that Lu Yinbing hadn't even finished reading the first story. She looked at Xia Yitong with a helpless smile in her eyes, "A collection of many short stories."
Xia Yitong: “Puchi.”
Lu Yinbing was also amused. He closed the book and threw it on the bedside table. "No more talk. Read it yourself when you have time. There is a bookmark inside. Just don't fold it with your hands and don't make it dirty."
"I'll read it when I'm free. It's late, Mr. Lu, let's go to bed."
Xia Yitong said this on purpose. The word "we" easily brought her and Lu Yinbing closer together, and it wouldn't arouse any speculation.
But that was in the past. Today, Lu Yinbing thought too much. When she heard the word "we", she could think of Xia Yitong's him. A lot of questions rushed to her mouth.
Lu Yinbing and Xia Yitong slept at each end, leaving enough space for another person in the middle. The light-off button was on Xia Yitong's side. Just as she was about to turn off the light, Lu Yinbing suddenly said, "Wait a minute." She couldn't hold it in any longer.
"ah?"
Lu Yinbing sat up and began to lay the groundwork, coaxing her: "Are we friends now?"
"Of course."
"The kind of heart-to-heart?"
"yes."
"I definitely won't harm you, right? I'm not in that position, and it won't benefit me if I harm you." Lu Yinbing said seriously.
"right."
Xia Yitong guessed what she wanted to do. Her mood fluctuated violently but her face was as calm as water. At the same time, she was trying to calm down and let the water on her face flow into her heart, because based on Lu Yinbing's past performance, she would definitely not give her a straight ball and would want to hang her to death.
As expected, Lu Yinbing was almost going crazy, but still asked calmly: "Is the person you like someone in the circle or outside the circle?"
"In the circle."
"In the circle?" Lu Yinbing was anxious and asked seriously, "Older than you, younger than you?"
"big."
"Have you ever worked together?"
“We have cooperated.”
"You're with someone?"
"not yet."
"Does the other person know that you like him?"
"have no idea."
"So that's a secret crush?"
"yes."
Xia Yitong answered whatever Lu Yinbing asked, but she was extremely concise and never answered any unnecessary questions. Lu Yinbing thought that if she asked a few questions, Xia Yitong would tell her everything. Seeing her like this, she couldn't help but poke her chest with her finger and said, "I ask a question and you answer it. Am I interrogating a criminal? Are we still friends?"
"yes."
"Then say it yourself!" When Miss Lu Yinbing gets angry, it doesn't matter what the time is. Even though Xia Yitong can get a little more patience from her than ordinary people, it's only a little bit.
Xia Yitong let out a long sigh in her heart, clearly seeing that the road ahead of her was still very long. There was nothing she could do but to move forward step by step with her feet on the ground.
"I have known her for a long time. At first, it was because of blind infatuation. I like every role she portrayed on the screen. I like her face, her voice, and her hands. I especially like to see her holding a sword or a gun."
Lu Yinbing asked curiously, "Why are you looking at my hands?"
"For reference." Xia Yitong answered her naturally, "It's a bit like today's star-chasers. Everything about her is perfect in my opinion. A person who has reached the pinnacle is like her. Later, when I met her, I found that she was the same as I imagined, but also different. I found that she is also a human being, and she also has shortcomings," Xia Yitong smiled, "sometimes the flaws are quite big."
"You like him even though he's like this?" Lu Yinbing said, "From falling in love with a god to falling in love with a human? This is too outrageous. How come you didn't stop being a fan?"
"Yes, I'm surprised too. I like you, and there's nothing I can do about it." Xia Yitong supported his chin and looked at her, his eyes slightly curved, bright and gentle in his smile.
Lu Yinbing didn't want to see her dazzling smile when she mentioned the person she liked. He felt that she was annoying again and lay down: "That's fine."
These four words again, Xia Yitong's heart, which had been hanging in the air from the beginning, fell again, and she was equally disheartened. Didn't Lu Yinbing care about this matter at all? Even if he just wanted to ask about gossip on a whim, he shouldn't have given up halfway and treated her feelings as a late-night pastime
If it was Lai Ying, based on her many years of friendship with Lu Yinbing, she would know that Lu Yinbing was in a state of brain disconnection. She didn't express her opinion because she had lost the ability to think and judge and needed to calm down.
Xia Yitong raised her hand and turned off the lights, officially announcing the end of this night talk.
Ten minutes later, Lu Yinbing gave a heartfelt advice: "Mimosa, I think it's better for you not to fall in love at this stage, especially with someone in your circle. First, you are secretly in love, and the other party doesn't know your feelings yet. If you are ruthless, you can strangle the bud of love in the cradle; second, your career is on the rise, and falling in love will hinder your career. What if you are photographed by paparazzi and there are scandals every day, which will be too annoying; third, I don't think that person is necessarily reliable. You also said that you liked him mainly because of his aura in the early stage, but after getting to know him, you found that he had a lot of problems. I suggest you get to know him better, especially men. They are hypocritical and can be a paradise before and after marriage. You should stay away from him and look at it as objectively as possible. Although you don't have to get married, you should also be comprehensive; fourth..."
Xia Yitong: “…”
"Are you listening Mimosa?"
"… "
There was no sound behind him. Lu Yinbing turned over slowly, trying not to make the bed shake. He blinked in the darkness. Xia Yitong was motionless, breathing evenly, and had fallen asleep.
"Fourth... Well, those are all excuses." She looked at him quietly for a while, pointed her index finger at the tip of Xia Yitong's nose, pursed her lips and said the real reason, word by word, "I'm not happy."