aren't you going to get a divorce?

Rong Xia curled her lips, swallowed the egg with soy milk, got up and went to the dressing room to put on makeup.

The makeup and hair style during the Republic of China was not much different from modern times, but it was not as simple as an urban drama.Rong Xia sat in a chair in a daze, letting the makeup artist play with his face and hair.

The staff who ran errands came and knocked on the door, and let the make-up artist and Rong Xia choose the menu for lunch.

"...?" Rong Xia took it in doubt, and asked wonderingly, "Isn't it a unified lunch box? How did it become a customized meal?"

The staff member smiled and said, "That's thanks to Mr. Kou."

This really choked Rong Xia a lot, especially when the staff stared at him gossipingly, with the words "This is all because of the wind blowing by Mr. Rong's pillow" written all over his face.

Rong Xia gritted his teeth, "Hehe."

The shooting in the morning was fairly easy.

At lunch, Kouya County sent someone to deliver delicious dishes.During the filming, everyone generally couldn't eat well and live well. This little improvement in food would make the crew happy, and they wished to regard Kou Yajun as their lifelong idol.

Rong Xia: "...No, isn't your standard of being moved a bit too low?"

Someone next to him joked and answered: "In the end, we are just in your favor, so of course we deserve to be happy."

Rong Xia hummed: "I'll buy you off with a little favor, and you also..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly shut up.

It was only then that he realized that the person who spoke to him just now was Keke again.

Ke Ke is a bit elusive.He didn't often come to watch the filming scene, but he always quietly appeared beside Rong Xia on unexpected occasions.

He didn't seem to feel any embarrassment at all, and he seemed to have forgotten that he had blocked Rong Xia long ago, and he smiled and took the initiative to talk to Rong Xia as if nothing had happened.

Again, they didn't have a deep hatred, and it was inexplicable to break up their friendship.

This is of course a great opportunity for reconciliation.only……

It was Ke Ke who ignored people first, and it was Ke Ke who took the initiative to come and approach. From the beginning to the end, Rong Xia was isolated as if he had never participated in this matter.

He can pretend that nothing happened, chatting with Ke Ke with a smile, he can even be friends with Ke Ke again like before.

But Rong Xia was unwilling.

Why?Wasn't it you who left first?

He didn't know who he was angry with, so he replied lightly: "Then let him deliver better meals to you next time."

Then left.

He walked away gracefully, leaving Ke Ke behind to watch him leave with a sense of loss.

In the afternoon, the most important scene was going to be filmed. The hero was heartbroken after seeing Fulai Temple burned down.

The weather wasn't too good. It was supposed to be the brightest afternoon, but it turned cloudy.

It is not easy to shoot scenes on cloudy days. It is necessary to ensure the quality of the picture without over-lighting to destroy the atmosphere.The lighting engineer adjusted several versions, but Qin Heng still felt dissatisfied.

After going back and forth with revisions and reshoots, everyone was a little tired, and their emotions were visibly depressed.

As the leading actor, Rong Xia is undoubtedly the most exhausted person.

In the trial scene, Han Yijun staggered back to his childhood residence after learning that Fulai Temple had been burned down.

The emotions to be conveyed in this scene are very complex, and it must be progressive and natural.

Although it's just a test shoot, there is no shortage of emotions that should be there.

When the light was adjusted to the sixth time, Rong Xia couldn't bear the complicated emotions in his heart, and when he stepped over the threshold of the gate of Fulai Temple, he slipped and fell, and fell to the door with a thud.

"Hey! Teacher Rong!!" The staff at the side rushed over and helped him up.

In public wrestling, shame must come before the pain.When Rong Xia was helped to get up from the ground, his face turned red from ear to ear.

His fall was so loud that everyone was startled, for fear that he would break it.

In order to cover up her embarrassment, Rong Xia could only say "I'm fine, I'm fine" very loudly, and sent them to leave quickly and continue filming.

When filming started again a few minutes later, the pain in the knee became obvious after a while. At the back, the left knee was numb, probably from a broken skin and bleeding. ground pain.

Rong Xia moved his legs quietly and frowned slightly.

The lighting was adjusted for a long time before the shooting, but after the official shooting started, the shooting was finished very quickly. Counting the shots from other angles later, it took only six shots in total.

Qin Heng was still thinking about Rong Xia's loud wrestling just now, so he asked a few questions with concern, asking him to rest for 10 minutes, and then continue filming the rest of the scene later.

It's okay not to mention it, but when the wound was mentioned, Rong Xia really felt the pain was getting worse and worse, this time he didn't shirk it, thanked him and limped back to the hotel room.

It was indeed broken.

The costume was soaked in blood and sweat, and when it was peeled off from the wound, the skin on it was torn.

Rong Xia took a deep breath in pain.

He rummaged around the room with his bare legs, and finally found his medicine box in the corner of the suitcase.When he sat back on the sofa again, he accidentally touched the wound again.

Rong Xia sighed, bent over and wiped iodophor on his knees.

After simply disinfecting the wound, Rong Xia leaned on the sofa in a daze.

He was thinking about things in the play again.

Han Yijun has a gentle personality, and he is always polite when talking to anyone. He has more than gentleness but not enough courage.The destruction of Fulai Temple accelerated his growth, allowing him to completely let go of the last bit of indecision in his bones, and truly grow into an indomitable warrior.

Difficulties and setbacks make people grow. This is the most common type of conflict set up in film and television dramas. The audience loves to watch it, and it is easy to write.

It's just that Rong Xia has always been reluctant to watch this kind of plot.

When filming, what he was most afraid of encountering was the protagonist who had everything and was innocent and carefree, but was forced to lose everything.Even after that, he became stronger and braver because of it.

Rong Xia can't help but think that such a transformation is too cruel.

After thinking about it, I was lost in thought again, and even forgot to cover the lid of iodophor.

Rong Xia looked at the wound on his knee, after rubbing the iodine, the pain relieved a lot, but the position of the knee was awkward, and it still hurt to move it.

He tried to bend his legs, pursed his mouth unhappily, and put on his pants again.

The half-hour break soon came, Rong Xia stood up from the sofa, ready to go back to shoot.

As soon as the door was opened, the elevator sounded.

Looking back--

"..." Rong Xia quietly rolled his eyes, the lingering Kou Yajun came again.

He was really speechless, "I said, Mr. Kou doesn't go to work in the afternoon, what are you doing here?"

Kou Yajun: "Perhaps, do you know that today is Saturday?"

Rong Xia: "."

I really didn't pay attention.

"Rang Rang." Rong Xia curled her lips and said angrily, "We little actors don't have the saying that they don't work on weekends."

Kou Yajun smiled and said, "I'll leave after a few words with you."

As he spoke, he pointed in the direction of the room with his chin, "Can I go in? I bought a pot for you to cook. I want to see if it's convenient to put it in this room."

Filming day and night upside down, Rong Xia really felt that his stomach troubles were on the verge of recurring again, thinking that anyway, he should let Kou Yajun in.

As a result, as soon as the person entered, he saw the uncovered iodophor on the table.

"Injured?" Kou Yajun frowned and asked.

Rong Xia was ashamed and angry when he thought of how he had rushed to the street in full view just now.He pouted and sat on the sofa, raised his trouser legs indiscriminately, pointed to Kou Yajun, and said, "I hit the street, and I fell like a shit in front of a hundred people."

It can be seen that Kou Yajun imagined that scene a lot, and even had a tendency to laugh a little bit.

Before his expression became more uncontrollable, he cleared his throat, took iodophor and re-applied the medicine on him, and said while rubbing: "I was still distracted during filming, did you hurt from the fall?"

He didn't wait for Rong Xia to answer, and teased him again: "Whether it hurts or not, let's put it aside, it's really embarrassing to be ashamed."

Rong Xia stretched out his legs and kicked him.

Kou Yajun smiled and dodged, grabbed Rong Xia's ankle, wiped oil on the slippery calf with his fingertips, and said with a smile, "You don't feel pain anymore, do you?"

Seeing that Rong Xia was about to have another attack, Kou Yajun quickly restrained him and said, "It's alright, alright, let's take the medicine."

Rong Xia wiped the iodine on herself very perfunctorily, and took a cotton swab to apply it a few times casually, regardless of whether it was applied to the broken skin or not, it was purely to find psychological comfort for herself.

Kou Yajun can't stand Rong Xia's deceitful behavior.

... In his opinion, a barb on Rong Xia's finger could make him worry for a long time.

The iodophor is cool, not only does it not hurt when rubbed on the wound, it even relieves the little bit of pain.

And Kou Yajun's breath sprayed on his legs again, hot and cold intertwined, itching so much that Rong Xia couldn't help shrinking back.

Kou Yajun looked up at him, said nothing, and continued to lower his head to rub the medicine on him.

Kou Yajun didn't put down the things in his hands until he covered the area with a diameter of two centimeters around the wound with iodine.

He casually threw the used face into the trash can, rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, and tugged at his uninjured leg under Rong Xia's vigilant eyes——

"You bastard! I knew you had no good intentions!" Rong Xia pushed Kou Yajun's shoulder and scolded him in a low voice.

Don't forget to look back to see if the door of the room is closed.

Kou Yajun was overjoyed, "Don't look at it, it's closed, I closed it."

Rong Xia pushed his face, kicked his thighs with both feet, and screamed: "You are so annoying, get away!"

Kou Yajun really laughed out loud, "It's easy to ask God to send God away, and I won't leave when I come in—hey, legs, watch out for legs!"

This man talked about being careful with his legs, and he was really careful with his hands—he simply lifted Rong Xia's injured left leg onto the back of the sofa, and pressed it down—

In a daze, Rong Xia thought, Kou Yajun seems to have quit smoking again.

The lips were quickly caught, and the slippery coolness spread from the corners of the mouth.

Kou Yajun held the back of his head, breathing in his nostrils.

Before the kiss could go deep, it was interrupted by a hasty knock on the door.

Kou Yajun clicked his tongue impatiently.He sat up from the sofa, his voice full of anger: "Who is it?"

The person outside the door was stunned for two seconds, and then a cautious voice came: "It's me, Ke Ke."

Rong Xia pushed Kou Yajun away, straightened his pants, got up and opened the door for Ke Ke.

The door opened, Ke Ke didn't speak in a hurry, and stretched his neck to look into the room first.

After confirming that the person inside was Kou Yajun, he was a little puzzled at first, and then immediately laughed again.

"Are you reconciled?" He smiled sincerely. There was neither question nor inquiry in his smile, but genuine happiness.

Rong Xia didn't know how to answer him, nor was he willing to explain the series of causes and consequences, so he said concisely and slightly indifferently: "No."

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the two people inside and outside the room changed.

Kou Yajun was because of that simple word, while Ke Ke was startled by Rong Xia's tone.

He rubbed his hands a little helplessly, took out a paper bag from his pocket and handed it to Rong Xia.

"Are you... all right? I saw that your movements were a little unnatural when you came back, did you hurt yourself from the fall?"

Rong Xia looked down, but didn't answer, just said "Yes".

Following these few words, the atmosphere was almost freezing.

In the end, Ke Ke still put the paper bag in Rong Xia's hands, smiled awkwardly, and left.

Rong Xia closed the door and put the bag in his hand.He leaned his forehead against the door, his eyes were downcast, he was thinking about something, and the dull hair on the back of his head was wilted.

Kou Yajun walked up to him, scratched his hair, and asked softly, "Has he been looking for you recently?"

Rong Xia let out a muffled "Hmm".

"Want to reconcile with you?" Kou Yajun asked again.

This time, Rong Xia didn't answer right away.After a long silence, he said inaudibly, "Who knows."

"Then has he explained anything to you?" Kou Yajun rubbed his head, and pressed his fingertips lightly on the root of his hair, "What did you think before, and what do you think now."

In the past few years, Rong Xia has hardly mentioned Ke Ke again. The fact that he once had and lost this friend seems to have been forgotten by him, but Kou Yajun knows that Rong Xia has never forgotten it.

Since he has the opportunity this time, he really wants to help Rong Xia and Ke Ke reconcile.

but……

"He didn't explain it, and I don't want to hear it." Rong Xia stood up straight, with a cold expression on his face, "He blocked me if he wanted to. Reconcile if he wants to reconcile? There is no such reason."

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