"Mom, don't worry, I'm fine, but it was just a shake, and none of us was injured." In fact, she wanted to ask Lu Yi, where did Lu Yi go, and how did his phone shut down, But in the end, I still didn't ask, and wait.
She put down her mobile phone, maybe she slept too much during the day, so now she can't sleep.
"What are you thinking about?" Rowling came over, and she found out today that Yan Huan was much more silent today than at other times.
"It's okay," Yan Huan shook her head, and then she hugged her knees together, "I was just wondering if we could be dissolved tomorrow, and then I found another time to film."
Rowling understood what she meant. She reached out and shook her shoulders. "Don't think too much. Just let it go, the last thing to go back is to go back, and the shots are to be taken."
"It can only be like this," Yan Huan pulled the corner of her lips weakly. When she came, how did she forget this thing, not long ago, she was still thinking, this earthquake is not nothing. Yes, at the very least, some misunderstandings have been lifted, and the two people who are also free are finally on the road that should not be taken.
But now she feels that this earthquake is more useful than she thought. The first film she made may become an eunuch, and after the eunuch, if you want to come again, don’t Know how hard it is. Because many people have other schedules, like Zhou Zizhe, she knows at least that she missed his profile, and if she wants to ask him for the next one, she may be scheduled for next year, and she Can I wait until next year, maybe she can, and other people, other people may have other things later, so she can't wait and wait.
Tomorrow will be tomorrow, and what is tomorrow.
And this night, she was tossing and turning, and she was never asleep. Her mind was also thinking wildly, and she didn’t know what she thought last. She thought of how to say goodbye to these people, how to say sorry, and again and again I was thinking, what happens next time when I turn it on, is it still the horse of the original class, or does the whole have to be restarted.
She was dizzy, and she didn't know how long it had been so tangled, until she opened her eyes again, the sky was already bright.
She hadn’t calmed down, nor was she fully awake, the quilt on her body was taken away, and the cold air came at once, letting her fight the cold war all the time, and the goose bumps on her body followed. Too.
She quickly pulled on the quilt, and then shrunk herself into a ball.
"What to do, it's cold," she kept her quilt tight. She said goodbye today. She felt uncomfortable in her heart. Could you let her sleep more and part farewell? The best thing is that they all left by themselves, and she didn't have to give it away.
"What?" Rowling pulled the quilt hard again, but she was pulling here, Yan Huan was pulling that end
"Yan Huan, you still can't get up, you don't have to say it without running in the morning, you haven't thought about what time it is now, how can you be an actor like this, do you have any professional quality, others have already got up, Jin The guides have taken a lot of shots, and now it is worse than you."
When Yan Huan heard this, she suddenly sat up.
"Started shooting?"
Rollin rolled her eyes, "What can you do if you don't make a film, you can't do it, are you packing bags and getting out?"
"Otherwise?" Although Yan Huan said this, he quickly put on his clothes and went to wash his face and brush his teeth.
"It's all like this, can they stay? I thought they would all go," and even if they left, Yan Huan wouldn't blame anyone, fearing that it was human nature, but she didn't expect that they should Still.
"If it were you, would you go?" Rowling asked Yan Huan.
"No," Yan Huan came out of the washroom and had cleaned himself up. He could start at any time.
"Then you underestimated others," Rowling turned around and walked out, leaving a meaningful sentence, saying Huanhuan did not believe others, but also underestimated others.
"Is there?" Yan Huan lowered his head and shook his finger.
Perhaps it is true, in fact, others are not as strong as she thought, and the wind will fall with the wind.
Was she too trusting herself, or too worried about others.
Another thing is that her worries last night were not just a whimsy, but also forced to mess around with a pool of water, white boy, no, in fact, not so exaggerated.
She just opened the door, and she saw a man in a dusty position standing not far away. His back was very straight, and the wind blew him up with a messy hair strand, like a strand. The black net was cold in his world, and at this moment, at the moment when he saw Yan Huan, it seemed that something had cracked, and then he was entangled.
Yan Huan walked over, stood in front of the man, then looked up at him, and then squeezed his hand.
"Why are you here, do you miss me?" She put his big palm on her face, but he used to have a big dry palm, but at this time, she took a wet hand.
Lu Yi closed his eyes and exhaled gently. At this time his eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, and all his worries and nervousness were at the moment of seeing her, and he let go.
She is fine.
She is just alive.
She was just fine and unharmed.
Yan Huan's flat mouth, why do you want to cry, um, you can't cry, her husband came to visit the class, only to be happy, in fact, how could she not know how Lu Yi could be the visiting class, he was worried about what happened to her, She thought that if Lu Yi was outside the studio at the time, he would rush in to save her regardless of everything, just like Qi Haolin was worried about the cold morning.
Now in the City of Shadow City, everyone can't avoid it. Only those who have left, haven't rushed over.
Yan Huan pulled Lu Yi into the room where he lived, and then pulled the curtains without saying a word.
Then she stood up and hugged Lu Yi's waist. "You sleep for a while, I'm going to film."
"Well," Lu Yi's eyes were still red, and a thin layer of ash was also accumulated under his eyes. I didn't know if he had closed his eyes for a few days.
Lu Yi lay down and quickly fell asleep. He was so tired that his tired footsteps followed.
Yan Huan closed the door gently. She walked to the studio and changed her clothes and makeup. Everyone was there, and no one left. Of course, the impact of the earthquake on the place was over, and everything was back to normal. Today They can have lunch again.