Chapter 174 Nanxiao

   Tang Zhixi walked to the shooting location, made eye contact with the rival actor, and then knelt down in the desert again.

  The makeup artist came over to tidy up her clothes and hair, and she looked down at the sand, bit by bit dismantling the line of defense in her heart.

  The hard shell is peeled off, and the inside is **** tender meat.

   "Is it okay?" The director asked through the walkie-talkie.

  Tang Zhixi took a deep breath, and raised her hand to grab the actor's clothes beside her. Tears were already in her eyes, and she nodded towards the camera.

  The male actor also immediately leaned over and grabbed her other arm, twisted behind her instead, and made a movement to hold her back and not let her move.

   falls with an "action".

  Tang Zhixi clenched the actor's clothes tightly, and the moment she looked up at him, tears flowed down her cheeks. What followed was a huge emotional ups and downs.

  She struggled a bit, trying to get up. But was pushed back again. Then, at the top of his voice, he shouted in despair: "Moye! You let my brother go, let me go. We must stay away from the court and not threaten you. You let him go! Let him go! I beg you , please! You can tell me to do anything, I beg you to let him go!"

  The male actor leaned over to stare at her tear-stained face, and raised his hand to help her wipe away the tears. Softly said: "I only believe that a dead person will not threaten me. Be good, stop crying. I will treat you well in the future."

   "Brother! Brother!" Tang Zhixi looked forward again. She grabbed the sand and tried desperately to crawl forward and save her brother, but she couldn't do anything. Couldn't even get to him.

  Tang Zhixi's face was covered with tears, and her clothes, hair, and face were covered with sand.

  Desperation, helplessness, and pain reached their peak in an instant.

  In the vast desert, desperate cries spread. hit everyone's heart.

  The picture in front of Tang Zhixi's eyes was indeed black.

  What she saw was the scene of Nan Xiao dying in front of her that night eight years ago.

  She was the same Jing Yanbai crying and begging. But Jing Yanbai forced her to watch Nan Xiao being killed one by one in front of her.

  It rained heavily that night, but the sound of such heavy rain could not cover up her crying.

"Brother Yan! I was wrong! I won't run away! I won't run away! Let him go, let him go!" Tang Zhixi was in front of the French window on the first floor, trying to go out, but was stopped, so she could only beg Jing Yanbai.

  Jing Yanbai pinched her face, forcing her to look at Nan Xiao who was two meters away from the window. He lowered his voice and said sternly: "Xiao Yingzhuo, please show me. He died because of you, remember clearly."

"Brother Yan, I'm not running away. I'm not going anywhere. I'll just stay here obediently, don't kill him, don't kill him." Tang Zhixi begged him desperately, "Jing Heng is only one year old, and he's still so young .He lost his mother when he was born, and he couldn’t lose his father again.”

   "Then you remember it. He is because you lost your father." Jing Yanbai said, "If he dares to help you escape, he should die!"

   "I'm not running, I'm not running"

"Yinghuo, I'll tell you today. I'm the one who does this kind of thing. From now on, accept it slowly." Jing Yanbai said, "I can stop you from participating in my affairs and keep your hands clean. But If you still want to hurt yourself, you still leave my mind. I hate to touch you, but I will not let go of any of these people who serve you. "

   "I'm not going anywhere, Brother Yan, I was wrong"

  Jing Yanbai wiped away all the tears on her face, then pinched her face, making her continue to look out of the window: "Look here carefully, and see how he can't even die happily."

   "Nan Xiao! Nan Xiao! Nan Xiao!" Tang Zhixi couldn't get out, so she could only keep patting the glass, comparing the weights.

   Except for the two thumbs on her hands, all the other eight fingers were covered with pain-relieving patches.

  Jing Yanbai was afraid that her hand would be hurt again, so he grabbed her slapped hand back, and said, "Everyone stay here for me to watch, if anyone dares to help her escape in the future, this will be the end."

  That night, she looked at Nan Xiao who was kneeling in the rain and was stabbed thirty-two times.

  In the first thirty-one days, there was no fatal wound, but the knives were all stabbed in the most painful places. With only one last blow, he fell into the rain.

  Wants to die but can't die. Under the heavy rain, I can only stay awake and bear every heart-pounding pain.

  Looking at my own blood, mixed with rainwater, being washed away.

  The thirty-two strokes are because she escaped for thirty-two hours.

   "Ka!" After the director yelled ka, he immediately stood up, wiped away his tears, and took the lead in applauding.

  The whole studio burst into applause.

  In their eyes, Tang Zhixi and the heroine seemed to be fused together at that moment.

  No one can understand the heroine's mood at that time better than her.

  The actor squatted down immediately, trying to help Tang Zhixi up, but Ye Hanzhi was out of the shooting range, but he was one step faster than the actor.

  He threw the parasol aside, knelt on the sand on one knee, and went to wipe Tang Zhixi's tears: "Little girl, are you okay?"

   Seeing that he had nothing to do with himself, the actor thought for a while, picked up the umbrella on the ground, and covered the two of them.

   But soon Lu Shang ran over and took the umbrella from him.

  Tang Zhixi looked up at Ye Hanzhi, her eyes were red from crying. The expression on his face seemed to have come out of the clarity just now, not as fluctuating as before, and had calmed down. But tears were still coming out of my eyes.

   "Okay. Stop crying." Ye Hanzhi wiped her tears.

  Tang Zhixi looked at him for another two seconds, then lowered her gaze, paused again, and said calmly, "It's okay."

  She thought she would lose control and even collapse. But... eight years have passed, she is no longer that trash who can do nothing but cry.

   "Get up first." Ye Hanzhi helped her up and patted the sand on her body.

   And Su Qian, who was sitting behind the director's machine, burst into tears.

  Her empathy ability is not strong, even very poor. I have been very hard-hearted since I was a child. When I went to the movies, the whole movie theater cried. She didn't feel it at all, and even felt that everyone in the movie theater had incontinence of tears.

  But Tang Zhixi brought her in right away.

  Even a person like her, who grew up domineering and domineering, felt the powerless despair.

  Seeing her crying silently, He Yuzhe found two tissues for her.

  Su Qian glanced at the tissue, took it over and wiped away her tears. While wiping, he said, "I didn't cry."

   "Yes, yes." He Yuzhe said, "You are contributing water resources to the desert. You are great and selfless."

   "Go away." Su Qian said, "Why are you so annoying."

   "Give me my tissue if you're annoying."

  Su Qian wiped her nose and threw the tissue into his arms: "If you give it to you, I'll give it to you, who cares."

  He Yuzhe jumped up from the chair at once, and the tissue fell on the floor. He said in disgust, "Can you talk about hygiene."

   "Speak." Su Qian got up and was about to leave, "It is everyone's responsibility to protect the environment. Remember to pick it up when you leave."

   "You" He Yuzhe looked at Su Qian's figure who turned and left, and there were ten thousand swear words in his mouth that he wanted to scold.

   But she walked away, and no one listened to his scolding, so he could only suffocate and shut his mouth.

   Then after a while, I picked up a small corner of the paper towel, picked it up, and threw it into the trash can.

  While throwing it away, he said: "Whoever dares to marry such a woman will be miserable for eight lifetimes."

   Jing Heng was Xiao Nan Cheng's previous name.

  

  

  (end of this chapter)