Fu Siting found a yard next to the crew for Fu Shijin. It was a two-story building. Behind the mountain was a bamboo forest. In front of the mountain was a tea garden. There was a waterfall just flowing through the back of the mountain, even if it was five or six. The weather and climate of the month are also exceptionally cool.

The exchange meeting passed in half a month. The tea garden deliberately protected the set of the crew and did not dismantle. Shi Qingyi went to Fu Shijin after filming during the day and night.

There are not many scenes, only director Qi is picky, and the filming time is long. The actors and actresses are also grinding with him. It is dark in July. When Shi Qingyue comes back at ten in the evening, the lights are already off, but there is moonlight outside the window. Sprinkle in.

Only one aunt was invited to take care of Fu Shijin's living in the yard. The aunt lived in the bedroom downstairs. When Shi Qingyi went upstairs, she deliberately put her steps lightly. When she opened the door, Shi Jin did not fall asleep.

Wearing a silk pajamas, sitting by the window.

The cold moonlight softly fell on the corners of her eyebrows, and then fell on her shoulders along the curving of her cheeks.

She was looking at the moonlight outside the window and didn't know what she was thinking. She heard the voice lift her head slightly, maybe it was soaked by the moonlight, and her voice was also cold: "You are coming back late."

"Well, there is a night scene tonight."

Fu Shijin has the notice of "Dangerous Building" in his hand, and he knows all the dramas in his heart. It's just that she can't watch it.

While talking, Fu Shijin slowly pushed the wheelchair to the side of the bed, supported the bottom of the wheelchair, and slowly rubbed onto the bed. She usually recovers at home when Qingyi is filming, but she is not much better anymore. You can stand up slowly.

Shi Qingyi speeded up subconsciously to support her back, giving her strength, and helping her go to bed. Fu Shijin's eyelashes trembled, and he pulled the quilt and quietly covered the lower part of his body.

The room was quiet for a while.

In July and August, I ran outside for a day. Shi Qingyue took his pajamas and took a bath. When she came out, she wore only one pajamas, revealing her white and delicate collarbone, and the drops of water dripped along the hair tail after the bath. On the raised collarbone, and then slowly submerged in the deep nightdress.

Fu Shijin's eyes suddenly deepened.

"Come here." He slightly opened his lips, but his voice was already hoarse.

Shi Qingyue wiped her hair at random, walked to the bed, and naturally bowed her head to kiss her like countless times before, as if it had been a habit already carved into his bones.

Fu Shijin took her shoulders and dropped his hands on her butterfly bones, and his mind trembled slightly when people leaned over.

The fine kisses descended along the eyebrows and eyes, touched the tip of her nose and chin, and dropped moist hickey marks on her neck, because the artist did not dare to leave marks, as if she continued down a little unhappy.

Fu Shijin closed her eyes and circled the long-lost person, and the moment the neckline of her nightdress had all been loosened, the person who buried the beast in her heart suddenly stopped.

The light of the incandescent lamp brightened in an instant, and the stinging Fu Shijin's eyes hurt, and he subconsciously avoided, but in an instant, the warm body on her body had quickly left her and fumbled for the mobile phone.

"Hello, Dr. Li? Do you have time now? Can I trouble you to come over?"

Fu Shijin was slightly taken aback.

Shi Qingyue was sitting next to her, with a disheveled head and a pale face. The hand holding the phone was shaking slightly, as if scared.

Dr. Li went to work in the hospital in the town. He drove over for less than half an hour. He hurried over and listened for a while with a stethoscope in a sigh of relief.

"I didn't hear anything abnormal. It may have passed. Miss Fu's situation is stable recently and there should be no problems."

Dr. Li came to a conclusion while tidying up his stethoscope. When he left, he was very good-tempered and said that he would call her over when something happened next time.

Shi Qingyi put on a coat to see Dr. Li, and Fu Shijin stayed in the room and waited for her to return.

The expression of the woman just now didn't seem to be fake, it really seemed to be anxious for her.

Was it because my heartbeat was abnormal just now?

But how would she know?

Fu Shijin felt a little suspicious and put her hand close to her heart. When the door was pushed open, Shi Qingyi was stunned for a moment. Then she walked over and put her head on her heart, separated only by a thin pajama and her palm.

"Just now, what's the matter?" Fu Shijin withdrew her hand, squeezing the back of her neck in a controlled posture.

"It's nothing," Shi Qingyue's ears were close to the soft heart, where the heartbeat was steady, indicating that there was no danger for the time being, "It just beating so fast, I'm afraid..."

Fu Shijin didn't wait for her to finish speaking and answered, "What are you afraid of? Are you afraid that I will be buried with you when I die?"

She seemed to always have thorns in such words, Shi Qingyue put his palm on her heart, raised his head to catch her weak lips and tongue, to prevent her from saying these hurtful words.

Fu Shijin loosened his hand tightly, and finally relaxed himself.

…

Shi Qingyue was always gentle and kept listening to her heartbeat. When that heart beats very quickly, she was lighter. Although Fu Yinghou scolded her, nothing happened.

After the end, Shi Qingyue, as a redeemed canary, dutifully brought hot water to Fu Yinghou to wipe her body, put on clean pajamas, hesitated for a moment, and dropped her hand on her waist.

The warm palm made Fu Shijin's heart tremble.

Rehabilitation is very hard. The whole body is tight throughout the day. Perhaps because of physique, Fu Shijin's body has always been cold. Shi Qingyi's warm palms covered her waist and kneaded the sore muscles, which made people feel comfortable. few.

If you don't talk about feelings, don't be lovers, as a qualified canary, Shi Qingyue has always been qualified.

Fu Shijin had a dream that night.

In the dream, she is herself. She is not sure how old she is. She is probably in her early forties, perhaps only 35 or sixty. Many fine lines have been added between her eyebrows and eyes. To the forehead.

A dappled light came in through the dark window, making her look like she was shrouded in despair.

There was a beautiful woman on the ground, twitching a few times and then stopped, quietly winding around like a snake, clinging to the chair, slender limbs trying to hug her from the side.

Very strenuous, but refused to give up.

The voice was charming and moving: "She can't come back, why didn't she look at me? Am I not good enough?"

Her voice is hoarse and as if wrapped in honey, and every word is sweet and fragrant: "She treats you like that, hurts you, makes you miserable, abandons you and half-hearted, do you see me okay? I will only follow If you are alone and only love you alone, I will be better than her, I will love you more, and I will love you with all my heart..."

"Shijin..." The woman took her hand and placed her pale muscles on her twitching face, "Everyone thinks I am better than her, don't they? She doesn't have enough acting skills. She is stingy, greedy, short-sighted, and deceives you. Your feelings almost killed you and messed up your life."

"But I am different from her. I do everything well. Everyone thinks that I am better than her. I have lived her life more wonderfully. Why and why everyone likes me. I hope I will succeed her. In his life, there is only you, only you so lingering?"

"Shi Jin, I have the same body and the same face as her, can you take a look at me?"

"You let me out, I'll treat you well all my life, better than her..."

The woman is like a gorgeous viper, entwining her almost asphyxiated.

The scene slowly shattered, and the woman's voice was still lingering in her ears before turning into light spots: "She can't come back, she can't come back, this body will be mine sooner or later!"

Fu Shijin opened his eyes suddenly, his chest rising and falling, and panting violently in the darkness. This nightmare was real and terrifying, as if it were right in front of him.

Shi Qingyue was awakened by her heartbeat, and quickly got up to turn on the light, but was held by a hand.

"Need not."

The voice is hoarse for no reason.

Tightening the silk fabric little by little with her fingers, Shi Qingyue kept paying attention to her heartbeat until the heart slowly calmed down.

Fu Shijin hugged her tighter, and folded his arms, almost wanting to be compatible with her flesh and blood.

Obviously, she has been caught, and forced her to a desperate situation. She can only rely on herself. She has no heart anymore, but as long as she has enough power, she will also depend on her.

Obviously I have caught it, why do I still feel that I have not caught it?

That sentence is hers sooner or later, how could it be hers?

It's impossible, it's your own, it can only be your own!

Fu Shijin's eyes were insidious and scary, and his fingers did not penetrate Shi Qingyue's shoulder at all.

—

The crew started work at eight in the morning, and Fu Shijin was already awake when Shi Qingyue woke up at six. She had always been self-disciplined, sitting by the bed and reading without even holding her mobile phone.

When Shi Qingyue hurriedly finished washing down, he said to Fu Shijin, the man only gave a slight hmm, and did not look up.

When I went down, my aunt had already prepared the breakfast. It was mung bean porridge and a small breakfast. Shi Qingyue looked upstairs and said, "Isn't she coming down to eat?"

The aunt rubbed her hand on the apron: "Wait later, let's eat."

Shi Qingyue frowned, thinking of her inconvenient legs and feet, and ignored her own. He first took a copy and sent it upstairs. When he opened the door, Fu Shijin stopped with the book in his hand.

"Put it there."

"It's not tasty when it's cold. When you finish eating, I will take it down, or I will push you down." Shi Qingyue put the dinner plate on the bedside and arranged it likewise.

Fu Shijin finally settled the small breakfast under her gaze. After the last sip, the moment the soy milk was placed on the plate seemed to casually say: "Deleted Lu Jinghan."

Shi Qingyi was stunned for a moment. Just about to speak, the car horns sounded downstairs. It was Xiao Zhang who came to pick her up. He quickly took her things and went downstairs, only to say something to see you at night.

A haze flashed across Fu Shijin's eyes, who hadn't waited for a reply. Shi Qingyue walked in a hurry, and the notebook just fell on the bed. She felt a slight jump in her heart, frowned and took it over.

She remembered that Shi Qingyi didn't have the habit of taking notes.

It was written with Qingjun's handwriting on Wennian's life and character experience, and even her attitude and small movements that she should have at different ages, writing a whole book, which is unprecedented.

It even marked the date like writing a diary.

5.13

Before the boot, even before the audition.

Why did she analyze so many Wennian in advance? It was Wenyue who had been auditioning before.

Or did she know from the beginning that she would act out?

—

The car drove slowly away from the courtyard.

System: "Ding Dong! The blackening value drops by 10%, the host keeps up!"

Shi Qing drew his mobile phone to watch the forum, fans waiting to be fed.

Floor 856: Where did the host go? Where is the new grain!

876: Guess boldly, did the host in the industry be killed by the capture agency on the spot?

899: It doesn't matter if you don't hit CP, we just want to see the beautiful photos of Fu Yinghou and Shi Xiaohua!

901: By the way, is it true that when the current plot is going on, Xiaohua has to reluctantly leave Fu Yinghou for some reason? I am curious about what left, my cp and they are real, so uncomfortable ╯﹏╰

912: It's sad to read the description, how can they be my two poor cubs

The system was anxious, and secretly prompted: "Host, have you forgotten something?"

Shi Qingyue crossed the forum and opened Weibo to see his illicit material: "For example?"

"Why didn't you delete Lu Jinghan!"

Fu Yinghou has already said that she is jealous. Isn't it time to delete the tool man?

When Shi Qingyue opened the chat log, Lu Jinghan sent out a boring sentence in the middle of the night, baby, when do you want to kick Fu Shijin, I will come to pick you up at any time.

I don't really like it, just want to **** Fu Shijin to death.

Shi Qingyi hid her friend and stretched her waist: "Don't delete it first, she's still useful."