Dressing

Under Han Zixuan's strong publicity campaign in the later period, "Painted Fox" had a great advantage in film scheduling, and the film made with such a strange combination actually made a bloody breakthrough in the theaters in early spring.

As a result, Liang Shu's status has been further improved - playing the leading role as a newcomer, no matter what, has also made a big box office hit, which is rare in the film industry in recent years.Liang Shu didn't comment on this, but just thought that half a month's schedule was full, and on the one hand, he felt that making money would give him a sense of accomplishment, and on the other hand, he felt that he was too tired.

Thinking of it, Zhuo Yi is also very busy recently, and it has been quite late to go home for half a month.Liang Shu was sitting on the sofa eating grapes while reading the script of "Floating Life" and thinking about Zhuo Yi when he heard the sound of the hallway.Subconsciously looked at the time displayed on the TV, it was only seven o'clock in the evening, then turned around and smiled at Zhuo Yi who had just returned home: "It's so early today."

Zhuo Yi changed his shoes, walked to the sofa, and sat down.

Liang Shu saw that there was a look of exhaustion in his eyes that had been hard to hide for several days, and he didn't know what to say, so he stood up and sat next to him, gently wrapped his arms around his shoulders, and let him lean on him slightly.

Provoked by his action, Zhuo Yi laughed softly, stretched out his arms to hug him, and said, "It's like comforting a little milk dog."

Liang Shu said softly, "There's no such thing as a puppy as big as you."

Zhuo Yi pressed against his forehead and sighed: "Don't worry too much, I'm fine."

"Okay." Liang Shu could only say that, he never comforted others.I don't know if it's too cold because I don't understand others, or if I understand others too much and I can't comfort them under my feelings.

Zhuo Yi said: "It's only a few days, there are a lot of things to do."

"Okay." Liang Shu finished answering sullenly, then raised his head and said, "I made lotus seed porridge."

"I want to eat." Zhuo Yi continued.

Liang Shu walked towards the kitchen with a smile, and soon came back with two small bowls of lotus seed porridge: "Warm, just right."

Zhuo Yi's heart was the same as the bowl in his hand, warm, so he ate slowly mouthful with a smile.

Tomorrow "Floating Life" will officially start filming, Liang Shu accompanied Zhuo Yi to eat something, said good night, and went to bed first.

Zhuo Yi watched Liang Shu's leaving back disappear behind the door, sat alone in the same place for a long time, then sighed softly, got up, went upstairs slowly, walked to the study room, turned on the computer, and inserted the USB flash drive.

He knew what would be displayed on the screen - not long ago he discovered that in Du Hongshen's information, every word and sentence was clearly written. When Liang Shu was in a coma in a car accident, an actor named Liang Shu beside Du Hongshen committed suicide.

His eyes were always on Liang Shu's photo. He had a different appearance, but he couldn't take his eyes off that inexplicably familiar smile.

I don't know how long it has passed, but Zhuo Yi still hasn't opened Liang Shu's few movies.

Turned off the computer, took a shower, returned to the room, gently opened the bedroom door, the curtains were not closed, the moonlight was faint, floating on Liang Shu's cheeks like water.

Zhuo Yi also lay down on the bed, carefully put his arms around Liang Shu, hugged each other, and fell asleep with his eyes closed.