We subconsciously look at Xu Huanxi. She is now in the sun at noon in late autumn. Her eyes are drooping. The sun falls on her, forming a halo, which makes her look holy.
I didn't expect that it was so dirty inside.
Women are aggressive animals. Once they see something more beautiful than themselves, they will be biased.
After Xu Huanxi finished the task, hang up her mobile phone, drop her eyes and take a deep breath. It's OK. When she completes the shooting of this private MV, she must be far away from these people.
Sure enough, she can't be brave, strong and calm. These are all deceptions in the book. She just counsels and can't get into trouble, so she can hide.
At present, no matter what they ask, she will play Tai Chi and deal with it casually. She is not prepared to let this group of people know her life too much, nor to follow this group of people to think of the past nightmares too much.
Look, she said that her high school friends are only suitable for memory, not for meeting.
As she was preparing for her psychological construction, she suddenly noticed that five strange eyes fell on her, with a sense of condescending contempt.
She suddenly turned back, just hit the five people's eyes, staring at her.
Weird.
Their eyes made her feel sick and nauseous.
Yes, she remembered. When she had an accident eight years ago, some people around her saw her that way.
What was the group saying when she answered the phone? Did you say something about her?
Xu Huanxi's expression became more and more rigid, and his breathing became more and more urgent, ah As long as she touched the past, she would have a strong physiological reaction: pain, sadness, despair and self abandonment.
She seemed to be dragged into the whirlpool eight years ago, but today's intellectual and noble don't allow her to lose her manners, subconsciously pulled a smile, pale: "you What are you looking at? "
Qin Qiao laughed, as if to comfort Xu Huanxi, but it seemed to be mocking: "it's nothing. The scenery outside the window is very beautiful. You're more beautiful. The fallen flowers and willows in autumn are still very sad. No wonder so many literati poets like it."
Flowers, willows.
It's like a sharp blade.
Xu Huanxi slowly clenched her fists, and the new manicure was squeezed into the meat. The pain was sobering. She barely controlled her emotions, and her smile was pale and weak: "the shooting side is ready, let's go now."
Everyone still quietly looked at her, did not speak, cold relative.
Xu Huanxi's feeling in his heart is not very good. It's like falling into a cage and having nowhere to escape.
The atmosphere was cold.
Qu huazi was the first to react, breaking the silence and cooperating with Xu Huanxi: "OK, no matter how good Huanxi looks, you can't stare at it directly. Now that the shooting is ready, let's go. Don't let the photography team wait so long. "
……
A hundred miles away, drifting in the canyon.
Xu Yinuo is sitting on the rafter, everything is ready, the ancestor is eager to try, and he has been well equipped, just a man has not come up.
He glanced up at churuse, who was completely in a dull state: "Hey, come up!"
What the hell is this man doing! Even if you chat with his mother, you don't have to be like a lost soul, do you?
Chu Rushi heard Xu Yinuo's voice, put away her dignified expression, silently put away her mobile phone, raised her legs and stepped into the rafter, but suddenly stopped