Ling Jiayue came back to the crew sooner than expected. Her mother was still by her side this time, and she planned to stay with her until the whole movie was finished.
He Zheng was a little worried, because Ling Jiayue obviously looked more depressed than before. When she took a break in the middle of the filming, she honestly returned to Ren Keting and sat down without saying a word.
But once the filming started, Ling Jiayue's whole person's state was obviously different, as if there were two people inside and outside the scene.
He Zheng even felt that Ren Keting's decision to let Ling Jiayue stop the show and go back to study was a pity.
Ling Jiayue found Xia Xingcheng on the day she came back and apologized very seriously.
Xia Xingcheng didn't care whether she was sincere or not, and nodded to accept her apology.
The public opinion on the matter on the Internet has faded. Xia Xingcheng's studio issued a statement, which was somewhat ambiguous, but denied that Xia Xingcheng had an ambiguous relationship with a man, and did not say where the photo came from.
And all the entertainment marketing accounts on the Internet no longer mentioned this matter. Soon there were new gossips in the entertainment industry, and everyone's attention shifted one after another, and the matter just passed.
Xia Xingcheng actually felt some regrets in his heart. He knows that he shouldn't say it, but sometimes there is a little illusion. If one day, he has enough confidence, can he open it to the public? he does not know.
The weather is getting hotter.
Xia Xingcheng sometimes has the illusion that time has returned to two years ago, the stuffy studio, the busy staff, the handsome and calm man he secretly likes.
Han Baihan is reserved and reserved, so Xia Xingcheng became more and more quiet and indifferent when he was on the set.
Here, Yang Youming generally doesn't talk to him very much, they keep a distance and don't let the intimate relationship spoil the character's emotions.
Song Yanyan would sometimes get close to Xia Xingcheng and whisper, "Brother Xing, when you're not filming, your temperament becomes more and more like Han Bohan."
Xia Xingcheng was flipping through the script, and answered her without looking up, "That's not how filming is."
Song Yanyan asked him, "Have you entered the play yet?"
Xia Xingcheng did not answer.
Song Yanyan asked again, "Did you also get into the movie when you and Brother Ming were filming farther apart?"
Xia Xingcheng rolled his eyelids to look at her, then turned to look at Yang Youming. Yang Youming had closed his eyes and seemed to be asleep, but for some reason he suddenly noticed Xia Xingcheng's eyesight. He opened his eyes and looked at him, the corner of his mouth raised slightly. radian.
Song Yanyan suddenly held her breath. She lowered her voice and said to Xia Xingcheng, "Did Yang Youming smile at you?"
Xia Xingcheng picked up the script and read it, and replied solemnly, "Where is it? You read it wrong."
Song Yanyan stood up. She was wearing a long nightgown that was filmed later, her hair was loose, and she turned half a circle and said to Xia Xingcheng, "Humph! Anyway, Yang Youming will hug me later!" After speaking, she was happy Heartily, he ran to the cot in the shed.
Xia Xingcheng turned the script in his hand to the previous page.
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Han Baihan drove to the gate of Shu Ju's school and waited for her to study for the next evening. He lit a cigarette for himself. In fact, he didn't smoke before. During this time, he was running around for Han Zhang's affairs. He always carried a cigarette with him.
At the end of the evening self-study, Shu Ju was the first to walk out of the school gate. She was wearing the school uniform, and the fat sportswear over her slender body looked empty. Her hair was not tied up today, and fell down to the back of her waist.
She opened Han Baihan's car door by herself, sat up and turned her head to look at Han Baihan with a smile.
Han Bohan bit her cigarette and smiled at her.
Shu Ji smiled and looked at him for a while, but she didn't speak, and suddenly stretched out her hand to him.
Han Bohan subconsciously ducked back.
Shu Ju reached out and grabbed the cigarette he was holding in his mouth, pulled it out for him, looked around and seemed to have no idea how to put it out. She said, "Don't smoke." When she spoke, her brows wrinkled slightly.
Han Baihan was silent for a while, then stretched out his hand towards Shu Ju and said, "I don't want to smoke anymore, just throw it at me, don't burn you."
Shu Ji looked at him for a while before returning the half-lit cigarette to Han Baihan.
That night, Han Baihan drove Shu Jue to buy the cake from the cake shop last time, this time with a fruit flavor.
Shu Ju seemed to like the cake very much, and was reluctant to eat it, so she carefully placed the cake box on her lap.
Han Baihan said to her, "It's getting late, I'll take you back."
Shu Ju raised her head, her gaze shifted from the cake box to Han Bohan's face, she turned her eyes away after a while, and whispered, "Can I not go back?"
Han Bohan paused for a breath and said, "Where do you want to go?"
Shu Ji's voice was still very light, and she said with an uneasy expression: "With you."
Han Baihan quickly started the car and turned the steering wheel while looking ahead, "No, you should go back."
Shu Ji was silent, her right fingers kept digging the cake box subconsciously, making rhythmic noises in the quiet and airtight carriage.
When Han Baihan stopped and waited at the red light, he couldn't help turning his eyes to look at her hand. Her fair knuckles tensed and relaxed, and the cardboard box was about to be ripped apart by her.
Shu Ju suddenly stopped, and she said to Han Baihan, "I want to get off, just get off at the intersection ahead."
Han Baihan asked her, "Aren't you going home?"
Shu Ji said, "I don't want you to take me home, I will go home myself."
Han Baihan shook his head, "I'm not worried."
Shu Jue suddenly came over to kiss him on the lips. At that time, Han Baihan had just stepped on the accelerator to drive the car through the intersection. When he was dodging Shu Jue, the steering wheel under his hand also swayed, and he almost collided with the opposite car.
Han Baihan then pulled the car to a stop, his heart beating fast.
Shu Ju opened the car door and got out of the car, closed the car door and ran away.
Han Baihan was sitting alone in the carriage. He heard the thumping sound of his beating heart, and his forehead was covered in cold sweat. He sat quietly for a while, and saw Shu Ju running around the corner and disappearing. Chased after the car.
He didn't drive fast. Turning the corner was a not-so-wide street with walls and neatly lined street trees on both sides. A taxi came from the opposite side and crossed his car.
Han Baihan looked forward, and there was no figure of Shu Ju on both sides of the street. Even if she ran, she couldn't run so fast and disappeared out of thin air.
He recalled the taxi just now, and immediately turned around on the opposite street where there was no car coming, and accelerated forward.
Just ahead was an intersection, and the taxi stopped there waiting for a red light. Han Baihan kept the car at a distance and followed behind the taxi.
In fact, it didn't take him too long to find out that the taxi was heading towards the rented house where Sun Yao and his daughter lived.
When Han Baihan noticed that the taxi was slowing down, he parked the car on the side of the road ahead of time. This is outside the community where Sun Yao rented the house. The car could not drive into the community and could only park in the parking space on the side of the road.
After a long distance, Han Baihan saw Shu Ju getting out of the taxi with the cake box in her hand. She walked lightly towards the community.
Han Baihan sat up straight, took a deep breath and let it out slowly, unfastened the seat belt with one hand, opened the door and got out of the car.
His black leather shoes made a low sound when he stepped on the ground. When he walked into the community, the closer he got to the hut behind the building in the community, the more relaxed his footsteps became, until he could no longer hear the footsteps.
There were no street lights around the hut, only the window of the hut had light shining through, illuminating a small area in front of the hut, and the door of the hut was tightly closed.
Han Baihan walked to the door. He tried to get close to the security door to hear the sound inside, but it was so quiet inside that he couldn't hear anything.
So he walked gently to the window again.
The window was also tightly closed, and the curtains were also drawn at this time. The curtains were divided into two left and right. The color was light yellow with light green flowers on it. It did not block the light, so the light could penetrate from the inside. And it was not closed tightly, and there was still a gap between the left and right curtains.
Han Baihan quietly approached the slit and looked inside, and the first thing he saw was the black top of his head. His heart almost stopped, and he found that someone was sitting on Sun Yao's cot with his back to the window, with his head leaning against the window. But even if there was only one gap, Han Baihan could see that the man had straight long hair.
If that is Shu Ju, where is Sun Yao
Han Baihan continued to look up from the gap between the curtains, so that he had to get closer to be able to see a larger area of the room. In this way, he was also closer to Shu Ju, and he even felt that Shu Ju might turn around and find him at any time.
But Shu Ji didn't. She had been sitting by the window, and Han Baihan didn't see Sun Yao from the window. He didn't know if Sun Yao was in the bathroom or in the small room inside.
"Han Jian," Han Bohan heard a low voice behind him without warning, as if a sudden knock on his head, instantly blanking his mind, he turned his head back as calmly as possible and looked at him. Until Sun Yao was standing behind him and looking at him.
Sun Yao was wearing a dark blue short-sleeved shirt that had been washed white and a pair of ripped shorts. He put his hands in the pockets of his shorts and stepped on a pair of slippers. He looked at Han Baihan blankly and asked. Said: "It's so late, are you coming to see me?"
Han Baihan's lips were a little pale, and he felt a cold sweat on his forehead. When he spoke, his tone was still calm. He said, "Yes, I knocked on the door just now and there was no response. I thought you were not at home."
Sun Yao slowly approached Han Baihan.
Han Baihan felt a sense of oppression. In fact, except for the first meeting at the detention center, when he saw Sun Yao as a father who loves his daughter, Han Baihan could feel this oppression every time he saw Sun Yao.
Sun Yao is a little taller than Han Baihan. As he gets closer, he will look down at Han Baihan slightly and ask, "Did you knock on the door?"
When Han Baihan stood up straight, he would appear particularly upright and upright, just like his own character, unyielding and not easy to give in. He looked at Sun Yao without flinching, and said, "I'm knocking on the door."
Sun Yao looked at him and said after a moment, "Oh, I probably didn't hear it. Please come in and sit." After that, Sun Yao turned around and walked towards the door of the room.
Han Baihan didn't move, he knew that Shu Ju was in the room, he didn't understand why Sun Yao invited him in, and he didn't know how to face them at the same time after entering, he was a little hesitant.
Sun Yaodu walked to the door and found that Han Baihan was not following him, so he stopped and turned to look at him, "Han Jian?"
Han Baihan still didn't move.
Sun Yao suddenly smiled and said, "Come in and have some cake."
The word cake suddenly stimulated Han Baihan, he glanced at Sun Yao and walked towards the door.
Sun Yao still stood at the door and didn't move. When Han Bohan went in, he almost went in against his body. At that time, Sun Yao coughed twice, his breath was blowing on Han Bohan's side face, making him turn away subconsciously. face.
After entering the door, Han Baihan's footsteps stopped. He looked at Sun Yao's small bed by the window, and found that the person sitting on the bed was not Shu Yu, but Sun Xunyan.
Sun Xunyan closed her eyes, because she was not conscious of maintaining her sitting position, and there were quilts on the left and right sides of her body to support her.
So where did Shu Jun go? Han Baihan subconsciously looked left and right into this small room.
At this moment, there was a soft sound behind him, and it was Sun Yao who closed the door.
Han Baihan turned his head.
Sun Yao said to him, "It's already very late, what is the reason for Han Jian here?"