after boyfriend rebirth

After the death of Zhan Yao played by Wei Nanxi, Xie Yanchu and Song Baicheng will support the backbone of the following scenes.

The filming of "Yu Zhan" has entered another climax period, and with a few more scenes, it will enter the final intense editing stage.Xie Yanchu took the morning flight, but was still stared at by the director several times because he was two hours late.

In the dressing room, Song Baicheng was wearing clips all over his head, and his face looked like a beggar according to the plot. Seeing Xie Yanchu come in, he was relieved.

"If you don't show up again, the whole crew will be frozen to death by the director's low pressure."

"Isn't this here?" Xie Yanchu let the make-up artist play with his look, and flipped through the script.

"By the way, I just discovered that the names of Zhan Yan and Zhan Yao can form a dazzling combination, but in this case, shouldn't Zhan Yao be the elder brother? The general Zhan you played should be the younger brother!" Song Baicheng was drooling at the BLABLA, making a big Xie Yanchu, who had been urged back earlier with a wake-up gas and low blood pressure, had a buzzing head.

"Qing Huai is not so noisy in the script."

Song Baicheng flattened his mouth, "You and Yang Yimu are so simple and rude to me! It's boring. Have you communicated in soul..."

I don't know if it was Song Baicheng's illusion, Xie Yanchu's tone softened a lot after saying this, "Wei Nanxi is 24 filial to you, who told you to drive him away."

"Yanchu Baicheng, come here and get ready—" the director pushed the door open, "This game is pretty good, cheer up, let's fight for a pass!"

...When the task is difficult and difficult, the director still says, "This scene is more difficult, put more thought into it, let's try to pass it!"

Xie Yanchu was used to this, adjusted his clothes, and walked in front of the group performers.

When the army left, a little tail followed silently behind it.

Qing Huai didn't say a word all the way, and when he was hungry, he would eat some of the dry food he brought with him.But how could such a big living person be able to hide? He was finally discovered when he had traveled more than five miles and reported to the general.

Zhan Yan walked in front of him, with heavy blood and chill, "Want to fight?"

Watching this skinny little cripple walking towards him, Zhan Yan, who had become cold-blooded in the chaos of war, suddenly felt compassion.His younger brother should also be at this age. From an elder brother's point of view, he doesn't want the little guy in front of him to die.

"En!" Qing Huai nodded, his eyes were clear and resolute, and he was afraid that he would not accept him, so he hurriedly added, "Although my legs are not flexible, archery is first-rate!"

"No, I think you look familiar..." Someone exclaimed, "Aren't you the stammering deserter!"

"I didn't escape." Qing Huai replied calmly, "When I woke up that morning, everyone was gone. I couldn't move, and lay on the ground for a day and a night, until someone rescued me. Besides, if it was a deserter, why should I come back now? .”

"Then why are you here again..." The man looked embarrassed.

"The person who saved me died in battle."

The simple three words, like ink wash, smudge a touch of sadness in this gray age.

Frost is all over the field, the geese have not returned, and it is difficult to return after leaving people.

Song Baicheng's performance exceeded the director's expectations, and it seems that this old man who is known as a movie madman in the industry has the confidence to hit various awards in the second half of this year.In this way, the shooting became more and more refined, and Xie Yanchu didn't even have time to make a video with Yang Yimu.

In the next few games, Qing Huai repeatedly made military exploits, and Zhan Yan gradually became brothers who went through life and death.

It wasn't until Zhan Yan received the family letter sent by Zhan Yao a long time ago, who's blood was stained on it, and it got into Zhan Yan's hands after several twists and turns.

In the family letter, Zhan Yao mentioned the little soldier he rescued, and naturally also mentioned the little soldier's name.He bluntly said that he decided to depend on each other for life with his children, and spend the rest of his life like a husband and wife.

Qing Huai didn't know why Zhan Yan suddenly felt alienated from him in the next few days, and he didn't think about it.When the battle reached a stalemate that night, Zhan Yan suddenly talked about his younger brother, "Before ten years old, people always thought that A Yao and I were twins. He was good-looking, with big eyes and fair skin. At that time, my mother was not dead yet, so I always gave him a brother." He has pigtails."

His face was covered with dirt and dust, but if you looked carefully, you could vaguely see the pale to somewhat blue skin underneath.Zhan Yao spent so much effort to make him look a bit human, and now he is even more skinny than when he was picked up by Zhan Yao.

It was extremely cold in the canyon tonight, but Qinghuai's eyes sparkled with warmth that the dust could not conceal.Zhan Yan's few faint and unprepared homely words aroused his deep love and unspeakable loneliness.

Qing Huai couldn't help asking Zhan Yao, who rarely had a soft expression, "Brother, have you never loved anyone?"

"No." Zhan Yan froze for a moment, with a self-deprecating smile on the corner of his mouth.

However, Qing Huai caught his momentary unnaturalness, "How could there not be someone as powerful as you, big brother? Hey, yes, this battle has been fought for several years, how can there be time to talk about love?"

"Not even if there is time. The sword has no eyes, who knows that he will die that day. Rather than leaving that person with eternal sadness, I would rather not start."

Qing Huai shook, as if an iron mound was pressed against his chest, his throat suddenly choked.

Zhan Yan had just realized that he had said something wrong and moved his lips, but felt that any words were powerless to make up for it.

Qing Huai suddenly laughed, showing a mouthful of white teeth, "Perhaps what Big Brother said makes sense, but I have never regretted the beginning. Maybe I will meet him soon—"

Zhan Yan twisted his mouth, and frowned, "What nonsense! I tell you, you have to live if you live, and you have to live for me if you don't want to live!"

Qing Huai suffered from pain, so he had to close his eyes and remain silent.

He didn't dare to ask if the Ayao Zhan Yan was talking about was the one who carried him home.There are love epics in chaos everywhere, and those around you who are chaotic and racing against time and closing their eyes to replenish their physical strength, no one has his own story.

He is just a little soldier in this thousand people's pit.

Nothing but memories.

After the scene, Song Baicheng, who was licking the starry sky cup, asked Xie Yanchu, who was eating spicy sticks, "I didn't offend you, did I? You twisted my hand so hard."

"Offend me..." Xie Yanchu pretended to be thinking, and nodded in self-acknowledgment, "That should be in the previous life. In the previous life, you hurt my lover."

"I'll go! Then I'll die unjustly!" Song Baicheng yelled.

"When I mentioned twins, you must be thinking of Wei Nanxi." Xie Yanchu changed the subject and smiled unpredictablely.

"Walter?!" Song Baicheng held a spoon in his mouth, like a stunned koala.

"Your expression was rippling at that time."

"I'm thinking of the character, bro! That's nostalgia, bro! Be careful with the words, bro!"

"Is there any difference between Zhan Yao and Chanyeol?"

"Yes." Song Baicheng tore off another cup lid, but the movement was far less smooth than before.

In the play, Qinghuai can fall in love with Ayao, his brilliance and delicacy, the key is the right lock, simple and fit.

But in reality, Song Baicheng will never fall in love with Wei Nanxi.

How far is the word forever.In Song Baicheng's definition, it is the large blank space between himself and the person he has a crush on, and it is the time when others have not participated in the past and may not be able to get involved.

That's probably possible, for a lifetime.

So Song Baicheng never gave himself a way out. If he had a way out, it would lead to the desperation of others, which would be unfair to Wei Nanxi.

"Wow, little Bobo, you're still so good at eating! Be careful that you don't have a show before and after you get fat!"

Song Baicheng's back was whizzed by the dark wind, and he turned his head inch by inch, "Your uncle, didn't you go traveling all over the world?"

The man was grinning, "The director told me to come back, and the scriptwriter gave me extra scenes haha!"

"You're an actor after all... Can you show some promise..." Song Baicheng threw the Star Cup and turned around to take a nap in the tent.

Xie Yanchu winked at Wei Nanxi, Wei Nanxi understood, the two walked aside, Wei Nanxi had a serious expression on his face, nothing like the playful smile just now, "What did you ask?"

"I heard that you used to count backwards in math tests."

"This has something to do with...?" Wei Nanxi was a little annoyed. He felt that Xie Xuedi seemed to be more happy than before, but he was as desolate as yesterday.

"I think the difficulty of making Song Baicheng fall in love with you is as difficult as getting the first place in your math class."

"It's easy, he likes me. I'll do it." Wei Nanxi flicked a few winks, his spirits high.

"I'm Zhan Yan's younger brother who isn't so nasty."

Xie Yanchu was not wary of being hooked on the shoulder by Wei Nanxi from behind, and he was almost choked to death by the spicy stick immediately.

"Bad boy, I'm older than you! Call me senior!"

"Ayao, it's time for you to report to the director." Several Yang Yimu's exclusive bells sounded, and Xie Yanchu's nerves jumped, and he couldn't wait to get away from the crowd and find a quiet place.

"Maybe Zhan Yao is really the elder brother, and the twins are not twins, maybe the order of birth was mixed up!" Wei Nanxi kicked the cans on the floor and walked towards the director's rest room.

When Xie Yanchu received the call, he just gave a light hello, but Yang Yimu knew that this person was extremely emotional, and what you felt was actually more than twice as small as what he originally gave you.

"I checked Weibo today, and someone said that your movie is almost over." Yang Yimu was not the first to know about Xie Yanchu's news, but the news came from Yunlin, the topical actress.

1 unhappy.

He now understands Xie Yanchu's mood when he was in the entertainment circle.At that time, maybe one of the most loyal fans on Weibo was Xie Yanchu himself.

How many other things did he miss without asking.

"I'll be back in two days. Do you want to eat sweet and sour pork ribs? I'll make them for you at home." Xie Yanchu hasn't been on Weibo for a few days, and up to now he just wants to hide Yang Yimu's knowledge and give him a surprise tonight .

With the plane ticket in his pocket, his heart was burning hot.

"That's right, Queen Yun Daying has gone to visit the cast, she said on Weibo, I wish you a happy ending today!"

At this moment, Xie Yanchu wondered if he should be thankful that Yang Yimu still had the heart to wait for his explanation with a slightly sarcastic tone.If this child had the temper of the previous life, and would talk on the phone when he disagreed, then it would be a real headache.

"Go back and tell you." Xie Yanchu poked at Anniversary who was waiting for him at the door, which was about to freeze into an icicle, and waved his hand to indicate that he would be ready soon.

"Hey? Hello? Hello..." Yang Yimu, who was doing the probability theory exercise book alone in the dormitory, stared at the phone that was hung up in his hand, and he was stunned for three seconds.

Zhou Zhi, who brought in the takeaway from downstairs, was so startled by Yang's roar that he almost threw the pizza box down the window.

"Hang up my phone!" Yang Yimu slammed the exercise book shut, opened the cabinet door with a swipe, carried his usual bag, kicked his hooves and ran away.

"Yang——" Yi Mu, do you still want to eat your pizza?Zhou Zhi poked his eyes blankly on the spot, and his reaction was three beats late.

Before boarding the plane, Yang Yimu called Xie Yanchu, and the mechanical female voice reminding him to shut down made him even more angry.

At this time, Xie Yanchu's flight was heading for Beicheng.Thinking of asking Jin Xingchen for the Weibo name of Yang Yimu, who was coming, he clicked on it, and quickly added attention.

The Weibo of the Three-Dimensional Research Institute is not too many, but they can always tell what others want to know, so they are very famous in the market, and now they have added a yellow V.

A lot of people ask him about gossip, and Yang Yimu always picks up some heavy but not fatal topics.

No one understands better than Xie Yanchu the feeling of having to praise or demote a person openly and with many people in order to praise someone secretly.

In his previous life, Xie Yanchu opened a Weibo dedicated to drawing Yang Yimu's stick figure cartoons. Occasionally, when fans from other families asked him, he would satisfy them one by one when he had interests involved.

It is precisely because I have experienced it that I feel that a large piece of uninvited bubble is stuffed in my heart at this moment, which is slowly expanding, uniform and firm.

The stewardess began to remind everyone to turn off the phone, Xie Yanchu's slender fingers jumped quickly on the screen, "I want to ask, when can I marry my beloved? [Question] [Curiosity] [Love] @三元研究院"

The two flights happened to be missed. At this time, the discussion on the Internet was already heated up, and the fans of the Three-Dimensional Research Institute were soaring as if they had eaten Stanley compound fertilizer.

"Where's Xie Yanchu?" Yang Yimu rushed to the set after landing, but only saw Song Baicheng, who was bewildered, and a large dog creature next to him.

"It was finished yesterday, and the plane tonight should arrive in Beicheng now! Why are you here?" Wei Nanxi sullenly said, "You remember to remind him to go back and take the class he should have."

Yang Yimu's face became more tense, especially when the director passed by and suddenly asked him if he would like to play a role.

The old man was taken aback, not very happy, "Why is the young man so angry?"

When Xie Yanchu opened the door of the house, the place that greeted him was naturally empty.

Now Yang Yimu's phone number can't get through.After asking Zhou Zhi and Xie Yanxun, Xie Yanchu suddenly got a little dizzy. The child probably really went to Yunnan.

Before the words of praise have spit out a date stone and become a nail, Xiong Wa'er's bad habits have been thoroughly exposed.

By the time Yang Yimu got rid of the director's entanglement and returned, it was already night in Beicheng.

The living room was dark, Yang Yimu lit the light with his mobile phone, opened the door lightly and walked in, and was frightened out of his soul by a calm "I'm back".

I pressed the switch by the wall, and under the glare of the light, sat Xie Yanchu with an uncertain expression.

"Scared to death!" Yang Yimu's complaint did not receive any response, and his heart sank.

It can be regarded as just getting rid of the grudge, how can it stand the toss?Yang Yimu was at a loss.Haven't you learned enough lessons from your previous life?Why use the time when you can be in love with each other to quarrel?

In the embarrassment of the room, Yang Yimu finally heard his dry voice, "Didn't you say that the punishment is enough?"

"Am I punishing you now? Am I hitting you or scolding you?"

"No, no, you—" Yang Yimu wanted to say a lot of words, but they were all piled up at the gate, and he lost his words.

He really felt from Xie Yanchu the bad temper that he used to choke to death. If he hadn't been mentally prepared, his heart might be broken.

Yang Yimu looked at his face, hesitantly said, "Then I'm jealous, do you want to explain..."

"..." Xie Yanchu took a deep breath, and decided to give up fighting wits with fools, "You thought you owed me before, so you did this? I don't want a lover who is careful to plot against me. Because of my complexion, I dare not speak harshly, If you are jealous, you can also weigh how much it is suitable for sour. Don’t you want to reproduce the scene? I did what you want, and feel the pleasure of self-torture?"

"No—oh, why do I always make you angry." Yang Yimu felt a little dizzy, and finally gave a sloppy eye.

So he saw that Xie Yanchu's face seemed even uglier.

Yang Yimu tugged Xie Yanchu's sleeve lightly.That person is calm and relaxed, neither dodging nor moving is as stable as Mount Tai.

"I seem to have a fever." Yang Yimu fell on top of him.

"... I owe you in my previous life!" Taishan's expression cracked, he touched his forehead, took out the medicine box from the sofa cabinet, and took the thermometer and fever-reducing stickers.

"I owe you. You care so much about me, I feel very... oh, more and more... sorry. Xie Yanxun said that I was always saying sorry in my dreams." Yang Yimu put a white scarf on his head and spontaneously leaned on his lap Pillow.

Xie Yanchu lowered his head and looked into his eyes, "Did I tell you to forgive me?"

The scorching gaze made Yang Yimu turn his face away, and his mouth was stiff, "Xie Yanchu, what about your IQ and EQ? Don't you feel relieved that I am so understanding?"

"It's sad. So you'd better be natural and don't make those moths come out."

Yang Yimu is always naive when others think he is good at calculation, but he has a keen intuition on things that can be ignored.

So Xie Yanchu often couldn't laugh or cry, because of his occasional inappropriate rogue, and sometimes stubborn politeness.

But the hand that had already made a hug gesture had absolutely no reason to withdraw it.

The floating world is vast, people come and go, plants and trees may fly.

No matter in what capacity, with what expression, what to bring to you.

That is what I want to give you, what I should give you, what I give you voluntarily.

I just feel like it's not enough.