"I remember someone held me tight last night."

Ning Wan's face was slightly flushed and her voice was hoarse I fell asleep. "

Last night, Ning Wan held Fu Ting tightly and kept whispering.

Wen Xiang's nephrite is in his arms. Fu Ting falls asleep for a long time. He doesn't want to wake up in the morning.

"You go!" Ning Wan pushes Fu ting.

"Nothing today."

Ning Wan thought the theory was wrong. "You don't leave when you're ok? OK, I'll go if you don't leave. "

"You're not going to day one's memorial service?" Fu Ting got up and began to dress slowly.

"A memorial service?" Ning Wan found her voice a little tight. "I'll go."

Because during the day one was an orphan and not many people came. In addition to Ning Wan, Fu Ting, an Qing and mu feiran, they are some of his friends in the orphanage.

All matters are arranged by Fu ting. Ning Wan accompanies him to finish the last journey in the daytime. Everyone continued to leave, Ning Wan sitting in front of the tombstone, chest stuffy.

"Shall we go back?" An Qing whispered.

About day one's death, Ning Wan was puzzled and couldn't help but ask, "is day one really due to an accident?"

"It should be."

"I always think things are strange." Ning Wan always thinks things are so simple, but she can't do anything for the day.

On the way back, Ning Wan told an Qing what he had said on his deathbed in the daytime.

Anqing hurriedly stepped on the brake and looked at Ning Wan. "You mean he killed in the daytime, not by accident?"

"If it was an accident, he would not have said that to me."

Ann Qing thought, "yes, if so, shall we investigate?"

Ning Wan also has this kind of plan, "I also think so."

"I don't have to worry about you. I'd better give it to my brother."

Fu Ting, who was smoking, came up. "Go back."

Back home, Ning Wan's spirit is still very bad. There are classes in the afternoon. She takes a break and rushes to class.

For several days in a row, Ning Wan got nothing but to inquire about the cause of day one's death in class.

Everything seems to enter a dead end. Anqing has repeatedly advised ningwan not to think about it. Maybe the cause of death of Day1 was really an accident.

……

If murphyran was just an ordinary artist, he would be banned after that. But he is now a proud shareholder and has a three-year contract with the company.

As time goes on, when everyone gradually forgets that murphyran is the third party, he starts to catch up with the announcement and play again, as if he has not been greatly affected.

At night, he was tired after several scenes. When the director called "Ka", he sat down.

The assistant in his early twenties immediately came over and handed over the thermos. "Feiran, do you have any worries?"

"No."

Thinking of what anqing said last night, murphyran was a little upset. The more he gets along with Anqing, the more he likes to be with her.

A few days ago, when he left during the day, he thought that she would give up her plan to leave the proud star, but he was still very determined.

The assistant said "Oh" and said nothing.

At this time, Anqing's call came, and the assistant said happily with her mobile phone: "it's sister Anqing."

Now, when Anqing and Murphy communicate with each other about their work, they no longer contact Murphy directly, but find an assistant indirectly.

Murphyran opened his hand, eyes a little cold, "give me your cell phone."

"For the next month's work schedule, I've sent it to murphyran's email. Please tell him. I look at the weather forecast. It's going to rain and cool down this evening. You should pay attention to rain protection and heat preservation. And... "

Murphy heard Anqing's concern for himself, and his eyes were full of smiles. When anqing finished, he said softly, "Anqing, how can you not face me with these words?"

On the other hand, Anqing's hand is stiff with her mobile phone. She calls her assistant clearly. Why does he answer the phone?

"I'll find an assistant for these things."

"But I prefer you to talk to me directly." Murphyran's voice, as if with demagogues, can absorb people's hearts.

Anqing suddenly thought of what happened that night. As soon as her ears were hot, she resisted desperately. "That I I thought you would be busy, so I got in touch with the assistant. I have something else on my side. I'll hang up first. "

The assistant came up and asked, "feiran, what did sister anqing say to you?"

Murphyran hands the cell phone to the assistant, "nothing."

The assistant took over the mobile phone and said, "well, I haven't seen sister anqing for a long time, and I don't know how she is. Do you think she will come before she leaves? "

"Leave?" Murphyran's mouth is like a smile. He won't let her leave so easily.

"For the next scene, the actors are in place."Someone yelled on the set. Murphyran went ahead with a smile on his lips and threw himself into the new shooting.

Anqing, who has talked with Murphy on the phone here, has a chest and mouth thumping and looks uncertain.

"After dinner, what are you doing standing there?"

Today, Ning Wan meets Ning Xiuyu and meets an Qing downstairs. An Qing follows him upstairs. She has to stay for dinner.

There are only two plates of vegetables and three bowls of porridge on the table. Anqing looks at them and shakes her head. "Do you want to do this? It's all vegetable. How does Xiuyu grow? "

Ning Wan came out of the kitchen with chopsticks. "If you don't want to eat, you can skip it."

These days, she is busy with the business of day one. She really has no time to prepare meals. Today, it's very good to cook dishes and make porridge.

Ning Xiuyu took a spoon and took a silent bite. "Qingqing baby, some of them are good. Don't be choosy."

"Yes, of course you don't. You must have eaten big fish and big meat in the old master Fu's place a few days ago. Now you come back to have some fresh soup and little water just for a change."

"I didn't expect Qingqing to know everything."

Anqing stirred the porridge with chopsticks. "I really can't eat it."

"I will make do with the food. When the Tianyi thing is solved, I will make you some delicious food."

Dong Dong -

"Mom, I'll knock on the door." Ning Xiuyu moved quickly and got down from the chair.

The door opened and Fu Ting stood at the door with a big bag in his hand.

Ning Wan turned around and couldn't help whispering, "no wonder he was busy opening the door, it turned out to be so."

Anqing's eyes were shining, and he kept staring at the things in Fu Ting's hands. "Does Fu always come to" comfort "

"Almost." Fu Ting changed his shoes and came to the table with his things.

Six boxes, which are all kinds of delicious food, but also send out bursts of fragrance.

Anqing can't care about anything. She quickly starts to eat. At the same time, she says to Ning Wan, "what are you still doing? Don't you eat? "

"I'm not hungry." Ning Wan got up. "I'll go back to my room first."

"Really not? I'll eat it if I don't eat it. "

Ning Wan nodded and went straight to the room. She half sat at the head of the bed and picked up the brush to prepare the design.

There was a loud noise at the door. Fu Ting came in from the door. "I'll take you out for a walk."

"I'm tired. I don't want to move. If I'm finished, I hope you can leave soon."