Han Manni is indeed capable. After Nie Jia visited the set a few times, she stopped going to the crew, and the filming was handed over to Han Manni and the producer. After he finished processing the soundtrack, he started to prepare for the post-production matters. If there is no accident, the filming will be over in half a month, and Nie Jia will be busy accordingly. He will not have any free time to accompany him until the post-processing is completed. Chen.
In other words, he needs Shi Chen's company.
So before that, Nie Jia followed Shi Chen almost every step of the way, wherever he went.
Shi Chen could actually notice something strange, but he was blinded by the sweetness of making his beloved cling to him all the time, so he didn't think deeply about it.
That night Nie Jia woke up with palpitations in the middle of the night, and touched the side, but Shi Chen was not there, even the bed was cold, so it could be seen that he had been away for a while.
Nie Jia got out of bed and walked out of the bedroom without wearing any shoes.
Fortunately, Shi Chen didn't leave home, but just stood on the balcony and made a phone call across the ocean. Nie Jia didn't listen carefully to what he said, and stood in the darkness, staring blankly at Shi Chen's back.
It took a long time for Chen to end the call. The living room was not lit, but just as he turned around, he realized that Nie Jia was standing not far behind him.
"Why did you get up?" Shi Chen casually threw the phone on the sofa, walked up to Nie Jia, and habitually held the side of his neck and bowed his head to talk to him, but now he felt the cold sweat on his hands. Shi Chen's heart trembled violently, and he pressed Nie Jia's forehead and asked softly, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
Nie Jia shook his head, his voice was steady, and he couldn't hear anything unusual, "No, I just had a nightmare, and I couldn't find you when I woke up."
He firmly grasped the corner of Shi Chen's clothes, and his breathing was faintly rapid. He didn't actually have nightmares, KK would calm his subconscious mind while he was sleeping, and reduce his mania. In addition, he had been with Shichen when he regained consciousness for a long time before, and Nie Jia hadn't had nightmares for a long time.
He also didn't know what was causing the sudden anxiety, but when he woke up in the middle of the night and realized that Shi Chen was not there, he immediately broke out in a cold sweat.
Shi Chen hugged Nie Jia into his arms and touched him for a long time before realizing that Nie Jia was still barefoot, so he hugged him and swayed to the side, and fell into the sofa together. Nie Jia was protected by Shi Chen in his arms, nestled between Shi Chen and the back of the sofa, squeezed, but felt relieved.
"What time is it?" Shi Chen glanced at the balcony, the moonlight outside was so bright that he couldn't tell the time, he rubbed the tip of Nie Jia's nose and said, "Just woke up, do you want to make you a midnight snack?"
"No, I don't want to eat today." Nie Jia was still holding on to Shi Chen's clothes, his voice was muffled, and he couldn't tell if he was in a bad mood or acting like a baby.
Seeing that he didn't want to continue sleeping either, Shi Chen chatted with Nie Jiawo on the sofa to divert his attention. The long legs of the two are stacked together, and when they are emotional, they can't help but bow their heads and kiss him.
"I re-read the script before, why did you change it to this?" Shi Chen knocked his chin on Nie Jia's head, hugged him in his arms, and stroked his back repeatedly, like coaxing a child.
"What kind?" Nie Jia said.
The script left by the original owner is actually good enough, but it is the original author after all, and his hope and good wishes for the world are everywhere in the work. After Nie Jia dealt with it, although it was for the imminent gambling agreement and to make the script more commercialized to ensure that enough funds could be recovered after it was released, it was somewhat mixed with his own feelings.
And the ones he mixed in are full of damp, dark and fierce. Although the plot is fuller, it makes people look a little depressing.
"It's full of meaningless sacrifices," Shi Chen said.
Nie Jia was silent for a while and said, "Do you need any meaning? I'm not making a public service video."
"If it's you who want to be more commercialized, of course it doesn't matter." Shi Chen raised Nie Jia's chin and looked at him, his eyes were extremely gentle, "I'm worried that this negative world view belongs to you."
Nie Jia looked up at him, "But... the world is like this. Is life and death meaningful? People die every minute and every second all over the world. They, including us, are part of the world. Death naturally brings new life. Does it make sense?"
Shi Chen understood that the oppressively negative world view in the script was indeed Nie Jia's.
"We are part of the world, but we are not unrelated to each other." Shi Chen took Nie Jia's hand and gently kissed his fingertips, his eyes were serious, as if he was telling his oath, "Just like you To others, it is just an insignificant stranger, but to me, it is more important than my life. This world is not the world in your eyes. The world is composed of countless me and you, not meaningless dead and born."
Nie Jia stopped talking, and took a long time before saying slowly: "You are more important than my life to me."
Shi Chen was directly annoyed by him, "I didn't talk to you in a match."
Nie Jia turned over and lay down on Shi Chen's body, kissed him hard, then blushed with embarrassment at the end of his eyes, and said softly: "I love you Shi Chen, I will listen to you."
Shi Chen had a feeling that he seemed to be the only pillar in his barren spiritual world.
"You don't need to listen to me, there are some things that only you can get back." Shi Chen and Nie Jia kissed each other for a while, and after feeling that the uneasiness in Nie Jia's heart had completely subsided, he finally couldn't help but roll him up. Roll it up in your arms, carry it into the bedroom, cover it with a quilt, and go to sleep.
The next day, when Nie Jia was sleepy, she received a call from Lin Haoran.
"Nie Jia, I miss you very much." Lin Haoran's voice was hoarse and depressed. It was early in the morning, but he sounded like he was drunk.
Nie Jia picked up the phone in a daze, and woke up after listening, "Where did you get my call?"
"I want to see you, Nie Jia, I really miss you." Lin Haoran said to himself, his panting voice and sad crying came from the receiver, "Is this the only way we can do this? Nie Jia, I really want to see you." I love you very much... Can you give me another chance? I can give up everything for you, I don't want the Lin family and the Shi family anymore, let's make up, okay?"
"If you really love me as much as you said, I am very happy with Shi Chen now, you should be happy for me, why are you crying?" Nie Jia criticized mercilessly.
"Are you happy... yes, if you love him so much, will Shi Chen also love you unswervingly like you?" Lin Haoran let out a drunken laugh: "If Shi Chen betrays you one day, you will return Come to me? This time, I will love you very much."
"Impossible." Nie Jia said indifferently.
"Are you awake?" Shi Chen suddenly came in wearing an apron, his body smelled like custard, and he didn't know what breakfast he was having.
"Did you make omelets?" Nie Jia watched him sit up, with red marks on his bare shoulders and neck after the affair.
Shi Chen reluctantly went over to sit beside him, and said with a smile, "I did, why do you love omelets so much? Drinking at night and eating eggs in the morning, what kind of habit do you have?"
"It was you who raised me." Nie Jia said helplessly. In the first two reincarnations, Chen prepared him a nightcap every day, and made breakfast in the morning. There must be an omelette, and now he is complaining.
Shi Chen smiled, hugged the back of the man's neck and kissed him, "Get up and have breakfast when you wake up, does your waist still hurt? Come here and rub it for you."
Lin Haoran listened to the gentle and intimate rubbing of ears and temples on the opposite side, his eyes were red, tears of anger and despair had already filled his eyes.
Before Nie Jia could take the initiative, he cut off the call himself.
Nie Jia didn't go out for several days in a row. Shi Chen's time back home was originally to accompany his old lady, and he pushed off his own affairs. The time in the country was very free, and he occasionally took Nie Jia back to talk to the old lady.
It's just that Yiyuan and Lin Haoran seem to have gotten to know each other a lot recently, and they didn't make much noise, and they didn't take the initiative to come over to make things difficult for Nie Jia.
It wasn't until half a month later that Ye Ying handed Shi Chen the banquet invitation letter for Shi Lao's 75th birthday.
Ye Ying starved for this one day in advance, Shili suddenly asked when she was trying on the dress: "Sister Ying, now that Mr. Nie is here, will the boss still let you be his girlfriend?"
Ye Ying was stunned for a long time before she realized, "Yes, Mr. Nie is here to try on some dresses." She threw away the evening dress in her hand, patted her abs and said boldly, "Let's go, eat hot pot Go, starve me to death."
"Will you go in previous years?" Nie Jia stood in front of Shi Chen that night and straightened his tie, and asked casually.
"I go when I'm in China, and I don't go on purpose when I'm not." Shi Chen said with a smile.
Ye Ying was wearing black trousers and a white shirt, standing beside her and said sternly, "Yeah, when I went there, I turned around and went to the hospital all over with a rash."
Nie Jia frowned and said, "Will he bring his dog with him when he celebrates his birthday?"
Ye Ying said in a bad tone: "If the boss doesn't go, he won't take that dog with him."
Shi Chen glanced at Ye Ying indifferently, and Ye Ying closed her mouth with her eyes hanging.
"It's okay, I don't bring my special medicine with me." Shi Chen smiled and rubbed Nie Jia's head.
Ye Ying drove, and when they arrived at the old house, the two went to the old lady's yard first. The old lady knew that her husband celebrated his birthday today, so she had a rosy smile on her face, but her body was too weak to get up, so she could only talk to her. Shi Chen and Nie Jia chatted for a while, then urged them to go to the venue, lest they be late and make people laugh.
When Shi Chen and Nie Jia walked into the banquet hall, most of the guests had already arrived, and they were all celebrities, not limited to Qin Cheng. One can imagine how unfathomable the Shi family's connections and foundation are.
"Father, I wish you blessings like the East China Sea, and a longer life than Nanshan." Shi Chen led Nie Jia forward, and said a congratulatory speech that was vulgar and insincere.
The housekeeper took Shi Chen's birthday gift down, but Shi Lao didn't show Shi Chen's face today, and chatted with him slowly.
Nie Jia glanced around, but did not find any dogs.
Shi Yiyuan was holding a glass of champagne and walked up to a man with back hair, chatted with a small smile in a low voice, and finally looked in Shi Chen's direction and asked seemingly unintentionally: "Mr. Namiya, that Miss Ye , do you know him?"
Namiya Ichiro is a well-known arms dealer in Japan. The Shi family has no influence abroad, but their connections should not be underestimated. There are some aspects that the Shi family can't get involved in, but they have many partners.
Namiya Ichiro followed her line of sight, and immediately smiled: "Of course I do, on this road, who doesn't know Miss Ye, the god of death."
Shi Yiyuan was overjoyed, but she didn't show anything on her face. She pretended not to notice anything and said, "Really? But why did she become my brother's secretary? You should also know that my brother has no skills..."
"I'm not familiar with Ms. Ye, but I do know a little bit. Ms. Ye was originally a member of the Armed Alliance. Later, the Armed Alliance was absorbed by the USA. Ms. Ye probably left the Armed Alliance because she was tired of the mercenary life. Also cut off contact with us people, try to be safe, woman, you should also understand." Namiya Ichiro said.
Ye Ying's sour voice resounded in her ear: "Sister Ying, Xiaolang is talking nonsense and speaking ill of you."
Ye Ying was busy staring at Nie Jia's figure, paying attention to his safety, and pressed her cochlea and replied, "Beat him back."