Chapter 101：

The time is approaching the summer, the weather is a little hot, the second group of actors in the crew has killed, and the shooting is coming to an end. The director left some emotional dramas to shoot in the back. After the heroes and heroes played well, it would be more natural to take a relationship.

On the riverside in summer, this scene was taken by Nie Teng and Xu Lusheng.

Night scenes, exterior scenes, street lights under the river are all flying insects, the entire studio is full of the smell of toilet water, the director let the starring attention, don't be bitten by a mosquito on the face, affecting the look and feel.

Horch was in position, sitting on the steps of the river, holding a few bottles of beer on hand. Pushing in the lens, Sheng Qiao approached behind him and carried a bag of medicine on his hand.

Hearing the footsteps, he looked over and saw her. The bruised mouth twitched slightly and asked her, "How do you know that I am here?"

She did not speak, silently walked over, sat down beside him, bowed her head and opened the bag, took out the disinfectant and the cotton swab, and dipped it a little. When doing these things, Horch took a can of beer and held his face to look at her.

She dipped the potion, turned, and held the mandible with her fingers, disinfecting the wounds of his lips and cheekbones.

Horch laughed low: "Nie, I will misunderstand you."

She pinched the cotton swab and gently touched it back and forth on the wound, or the faint look: "What happened to me?"

He laughed: "I misunderstood you like me."

She didn't talk, she sterilized, changed the cotton swab, wrapped the potion, and repeated the action. Very close, can smell the smell of water on each other, for a long while, she whispered, "Why don't you tell me?"

He hangs down and laughs at his lips. When she finished the medicine, she took the beer can and drank it again. Sheng Joe held his wrist.

He glanced at her and smiled: "Okay, don't drink."

She just let go. He put the beer can on the ground and looked at the night of the river, half a sigh, whispered: "I was only three years old when I entered the orphanage."

Sheng Qiao shuddered and looked at him silently.

"Without parents, no name, I will cry when I suffer. I didn't like to laugh when I was young, so no one wants to adopt me. Also, who would like a child who doesn't talk or laugh all day." He sighs funnyly. I sighed. "I have been eight years old. I learned to be smart. I know what kind of children I like to come to the welfare home. In that year, I was adopted by the Xu family."

As he spoke, he picked up the beer can on the ground again. This time, Sheng Qiao did not stop him.

"Xu family is very rich. They don't need a son, but a facade, and their daughter's childhood playmates. I pretend that they like it, and I don't dare to make a mistake. Nie, you know, some adopted children. Will it be sent back? No one wants to go back, I don't want to. I always let myself live in that mold, live alive, pretend to be loaded, and later, it seems like it really became like that."

He coveted and put his hands in front of his eyes, like disgust.

"Even I have forgotten what I should be like."

She whispered to him: "Xu Lusheng..."

He shuddered at the bones: "All are maintaining the so-called identity, face, making the illusion of a child's filial piety. In fact, there is a bit of truth in it. In order to make a name for the family, let me defend the murderer and say nothing. Home talent is the most important, who is my family? Where is my home?"

He was in a fierce mood, like disgusting himself to the extreme, the beer cans in his hands were pinched and smashed toward the distance.

Sheng Qiao leaned over and hugged his fierce body.

His chin rested on her shoulder, half awkward, laughing low: "Nie, do you like me?"

She just hugged him and didn't talk.

He hooked his lips and his voice said: "Nie, don't like me, don't hold me, don't give me these illusions."

Sheng Joe slowly released him. She half squatted, looking at his bitter face, suddenly half-lifted and kissed.

A light, faint kiss fell on his lips.

The executive director hurriedly flipped through the script and whispered, "Is there a kiss? Is it shouting?"

Wang Dao stared at the camera: "Don't shout, let her play."

She closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembled, sweeping back and forth on his cheeks, and the kisses in her lips were shaking, but she did not retreat. She hugged him, put his forehead, and pointed at the tip of his nose, whispering and seriously saying: "I like you."

He snorted, and the palm of his hand clasped her back of the head, wrapped around her body, and turned back on her back.

For a long while, the director shouted: "Hey, this one is over."

Horch let her go.

Sheng Qiao still buried his head and was immersed in his emotions. He looked down and found that her eyes were wet and she seemed to be crying.

He touched her head and whispered, "What's the matter?"

She wept twice and whispered: "A little sad, I will be fine soon."

He didn't talk, and the little egg ran over with his coat. He waved his hand and sat with her.

For a while, Sheng Qiao’s emotions slowed down. I also remembered that I had just kissed the show. I was embarrassed to explain: “I am too entertained, and the mood is in place...”

Horch smiled and didn't speak.

Wang Dao said: "Plus it!"

After finishing the work today, Sheng Qiao’s emotions have been too fierce, and he has been stunned. When he got into the car, he closed his eyes and rested on the car mat. The door opened and someone sat next to it. She thought it was Ding Jian, and her eyes were not stunned. She was powerless and said: "Come and let me lean."

The person next to it moved over and the car smelled like toilet water. She leaned back in the sound and leaned against a shoulder that was significantly wider than Ding.

I want to get up when I am scared.

The head was held down by a palm, and Horch whispered, "Rely on."

She is like a drum in her heart. She wants to rely on it and does not dare to rely on it. She stretches her body, and all her waist is keeping her balance. Horch asked: "Are you practicing abdominal muscles?"

Sheng Qiao stretched tighter.

He was so angry and funny that he simply pushed her small head away. Sheng Qiao sat up straight, and then relaxed, whispered: "Horch, are you going to take my car back to the hotel?"

He looked out the window: "I am coming to tell you something."

"Well? What?"

"This drama is going to kill, I am going to study abroad."

She opened her eyes and said, "Going abroad for further study? How long will it take? What should I study?"

He turned his head and looked at her surprised little expression. It was so cute. "It’s about half a year, mainly for film performances, and music."

Sheng Qiao remembered the transformation he had said before, and the movie that Wang Dao had been thinking about. He is about to take the first step to meet the 30th.

She hesitated to ask: "In the past six months, have you had any activities in the country?"

"Well, the itinerary has been pushed."

She certainly supports him, and she will support any decision he makes. However, today's domestic market is changing, newcomers are emerging, resources are fiercely competitive, and there is no activity in half a year. The loss of popularity and the loss of fans are absolutely huge.

With this huge price, bet on a new future?

For a long while, she held her fist and said firmly: "I believe in you! We are waiting for you to come back!"

Horch smiled and said: "This half year..."

Sheng Qiao: "Absolutely don't climb the wall! Climb the wall and break your legs!"

Horch: "........."

She looked at him with a sigh of relief: "The training can be done, Weibo should always go up, remember to take a selfie, we will miss you very much."

Horsi shook his head with a funny smile: "In the past six months, the new drama will be broadcast, and the previously recorded variety will also be on the line. There will be no such situation as you expected. Rest assured."

The studios are all calculated in time. The second half of the year is the concentrated period of his works. Two TV series of variety shows are enough to support the heat of half a year.

Sheng Qiao counted his fingers and the previous fears vanished. It seems that he is more happy than him: "Hoch! When you come back for training, you are not Horch!"

"Who am I?"

"It’s Huo Niu Lulu·Xi!"

"........."

Fang Bai pulled the car door and sat on the driver's seat. He turned back and said: "What button is there? Is there any new palace drama?"

......

Knowing that Horch had to go abroad for further studies, Sheng Qiao really wanted to see him 24 hours a day. Take a look at it, oh wow.

The more people get, the more greedy they are.

In the past, just looking at him on the stage was already very happy, but later he did not meet the stage, so he began to chase the trip, pick-up and drop-off, became the frontline gun sister, just to see him more.

Later, she became Sheng Qiao, they participated in the same variety, filmed the same drama, has become a close person in life, but even so, she is not enough.

I know that I will not see him in the next six months, and I have not started a lovesickness trip. I am already suffering from lovesickness.

How can it be over the next six months, hehe.

The next film was that Sheng Qiao was escorted to court, and met Huo Xi in the court. Sheng Qiao only looked at him and did not start talking about the lines. The director shouted next to him: "Hey! Xiao Qiao, you are on." The court is not on the execution ground. What is the look of your life?"

Sheng Qiao: "..."

Oh, I can't see him in half a year, just want her life.

The mouth is good, I support you, I believe in you, I will wait for you to come back, but the pain of missing can only be understood by myself.

Intermission, watching her sulking and sulking, Huo Xi slammed and walked over and whispered, "How many trips do you have in the next six months?"

She thought for a long time and hesitated to say: "Should, not much?"

He laughed lowly: "When it is not busy, come to me?"

Sheng Qiao: "Ah, can you come to see you?"

Horch: "Why not? I am going to study, not to be a monk."

Sheng Qiao: "Hey!"

The heart is fixed, the eyes are also stable, the board is knocked down, and the two are in place.

Sheng Qiao was escorted forward and his hands were on his hands. In the past, she was jealous of others, but now she is her turn.

Horch stood opposite the corridor, wearing a dark black suit, and his hair was meticulously combed. The next pair of eyes in the gold-rimmed glasses was deep in the sea.

The two are approaching each other.

She looked up at him and looked a little stiff, but she still smiled at him like a blame: "How come you?"

He also laughed, hiding the darkness of his eyes, and even the voices were mild: "I will defend you. Nie, I am still innocent."

He stood in the light and covered in dust.

It is her heart.