These problems are enough for them to spend a while.
Of course, she has no drama to shoot.
Then, she can also take a good look at the snow, listen to the wind, and go for a while.
"Miss Yan, can you not go out?" The assistant stepped on the ground from time to time. "It's too cold here. What do you do if you go out so cold?"
"It's okay," Yan Huan looked up and looked at the snowflakes flying from time to time outside. "It's rare to see snow here. Many of the snow in the maritime market is not so big."
"But haven't you finished the needle yet?" The assistant rubbed his hand. "What if I come back and get a cold?"
"Isn't there still a needle that I didn't finish? I'll just continue to get sick if I'm sick."
Yan Huan turned back and smiled at the assistant. At this time, her smile almost touched her eyes. The assistant hadn’t seen Yan Huan like this for a long time. It was very simple, pure, and pure. It was like this moment. Like the snow, there seems to be some slight coldness, but it is warm and not dazzling.
And not so long ago, even the assistants didn't know anymore.
In order to love a Lu Qin, she lost everything in herself, including her IQ. In fact, Yan Huan has never been a bad person. The assistant knows this.
She actually helped a lot of people, but no one knew, and she wouldn’t explain anything to others, and she should be able to get happiness, isn’t she talking about good people getting good results, saving lives? To win the seven-level float, then Yan Huan should be rewarded.
Anyone is good, as long as it is not Lu Qin.
And then I remembered that what Lu Qin said last night, all he wanted was Yanhuan’s money, only Yanhuan’s fame, and only Yanhuan’s connections, but he never loved her, and what he heard was terrifying to his assistant. It’s no wonder that he has always been unwilling to marry Yan Huan. It turns out that he has always reported such a purpose. He just wants money, but he doesn’t want people.
Fortunately, now his true face is finally revealed. Fortunately, Yan Huan’s last point is still guaranteed. Fortunately, she has not destroyed everything herself.
At this time, Yan Huan had already gone out, and it was also a rare crew to trim the first half of the month, but it was also a bad luck for this crew, a good drama, such a thing would happen, but it can’t be said that it was completely unlucky. Well, after all these scandals came out, the final propaganda for this drama was also a boost.
Therefore, it was said that it was not broadcast first, and she really believed it.
She wrapped her clothes tightly, and stepped on the snow, so she has indeed seen such a big snow for a long time, the snow is very big, it has been a night, and now it is not Without stopping, she held out her hand, and a heavy snow fell on her palm.
Suddenly, she stopped and squatted down. Then she lifted a layer of snow on the ground with her own hands. This snow was just down, very clean.
What the smell of snow looks like, it's icy and cold.
She lowered her head, and then put the unmelted snow on her mouth, biting like cotton candy, and just took a bite.
Snow almost melted when it touched the temperature. She didn't taste what it tasted like, it was ice-cold, cool, not marshmallow, nor ice porridge, but pure snow. Looks like it's not sweet.
At this time, the mobile phone in her hand rang, not the phone, but the kind of voice, the voice from the chat software, she took the mobile phone out, and her hands were frozen to redness and numbness. .
"Liren street."
There was such a place name in four characters.
Liren street, where is this?
She turned around and saw that there was a road sign not far away, and the road sign pointed to the street of Liren.
She put the phone back in her pocket, and then wrapped the clothes on her body, and walked to the place he said, the wind added snow from time to time, blowing on her, also from her collar. Drilled into a piece of cold snowflakes.
She hurriedly tightened her collar a bit more, and she also bowed her head and continued walking forward.
And this street is Liren Street, and there are very few pedestrians on the street at this time. Even the snow in front of it has not been stepped on. When it is her foot, it will leave a deep The footprints didn't seem to be the footprints of others until after walking a while, and she stepped on the footprints and walked forward step by step. The snow was too heavy, and she was afraid of getting her shoes wet.
The phone rang again, and she took the phone out of her pocket and put it in front of her eyes.
"Look forward."
Yan Huan blinked his eyes, and at this time, the snowflakes hanging above his eyelashes also melted.
She suddenly raised her face and saw a man in front of him, not far away from her. His body was covered with snow, his shoulders, and his hair were all falling a lot. It's been a long time, and he is standing tall like this. Even if the wind and snow fall, he has never moved away half.
He looked at her so lightly, and Yan Huan was the same, and the snowflakes falling from time to time blocked her pupils, and seemed to cover her eyes.
The man came over.
Step by step, step by step, and step by step, as well as the big footprints stepped on by her feet, she followed them all the way.
She could not help but took a step back, holding her cell phone tightly with both hands.
But never backed away.
Zeng Jin thought about it, if one day, he knew she was talking, what would the scene of their meeting look like?
He was surprised, shocked, or disgusted, or scolded her for not knowing shame. In fact, she felt most likely that he would leave without looking back after he knew who she was.
He will not scold or beat people, but when he leaves, he will be very unsympathetic.
Yes, this is Lu Yi.
Only now, is he still in front of her?
He didn't scold him or beat her, but he didn't leave.
She shivered her red lips gently, trying to say something, but she found that she was a little silent at this time.
He suddenly reached out and Yan Huan quickly blocked it, as if afraid of hitting her.
But he didn't, he just sighed softly, and put his big hand on her face. Stroking the water droplets on her face, I don’t know if it was snow water or her tears, and the cold liquid stained his dry and warm big palm, but it couldn’t be wiped away. Then more and more.
Yan Huan suddenly put down the hands that were protecting her, and then she reached out carefully and gently pulled his clothes. He did not dislike it, and he was calm or even calm.