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Morning Wind did things very quickly. Soon, the movie was in the casting stage. The theme of the movie was somewhat heavy. It should not have been a topic that everyone was fighting over, but the lineup and background of this movie was too powerful. It shocked everyone.

Lin Moyan had invented his own novel, Gu Qingchen, who had produced it in the morning wind, Qin Shuang, who had just gotten the title of film emperor in another country, as well as Xia Ying's first work, which had returned to Silver Screen after five years, caused an even greater stir. Any of these things, just by bringing them out, was already enough to ignite the bidding frenzy, not to mention all of these things that had gathered together in one movie.

As soon as the matter of choosing a role was revealed, everyone expressed their anticipation for the show. However, Gu Qingchen would take a look at every character that obtained their hands, as if their contact and communication had advanced by leaps and bounds after that. For a moment, Gu Qingchen felt that she must be dreaming.

However, Lin Moyan's usual performance made him worry. Although he was resting and recovering everyday, he still couldn't see how his mood had changed, and he was even more taciturn, only saying a few words when he had to speak. Gu Qingchen also didn't dare to ask too much, and could only communicate with psychiatrists.

Finally, he started buying recipes and learning how to cook. Although he stumbled and occasionally made a mess in the kitchen, he finally managed to get a few dishes, not just the slim noodles.

When Gu Qingchen first got hold of this script, she had practically seen it all at once. The male lead of the movie was suffering from depression, which made her unable to resist and begin to replace Lin Moyan. But what made her even more embarrassed was, the wife in the movie, was really touching.

Her husband suffered from depression because of his heavy and stressful work. Her wife was a writer of novels, some of which she could afford, but when she learned that her husband was depressed and that he was too serious to work, her novels were not approved by the editor because of the plot.

Their lives were normal, but their husband suddenly became unable to work, causing them to lose their source of income. Their wife had no choice but to accept many paperwork to supplement the family's income. Her husband saw everything, but his anxiety made his depression worse.

During this period of time, because of some disputes, the husband committed suicide and was saved by his wife. During this period of time, due to some disputes, the husband committed suicide and was saved by his wife.

So, by the way, depression is like a cold in the heart. It would not be completely eradicated, but it was not a horrifying monster either. Everyone could get depression, and even if it was common, it would still attract everyone's attention. The final outcome would probably be Lin Moyan being accepted by everyone for the sake of the movie being released smoothly.

The plot was very slow, and the beginning part was very dull, but Gu Qingchen seemed to be reading the entire screenplay without any rest. Her heart was heavy, as if she was talking about something that made people feel despair, but with such a hopeful tone, how could this kind of script not make people feel touched?!

Gu Qingchen looked at the script for the entire time, it was already 11, she suddenly wanted to hug Lin Moyan, just that she wanted to hug him a little. When she thought about that, she took her pillow, and went to the guest room next door, the door was tightly closed, it was unknown whether he was asleep or not.

If he really fell asleep, waking him up like this would be her greatest sin. Thinking about it this way, she remembered that the balconies of these two houses were connected, how about … The thought was too terrifying, but Gu Qingchen still did it.

He quietly walked around the balcony and opened the window. Between the two balconies, there were several steps of wide distance, but this was the 22nd floor. If he lost his footing and fell down, there would be no way he could survive. Crazy once.

When she floated to the balcony of Lin Moyan's room, Lin Moyan also came out with his clothes draped over his shoulders. He could not hear anything, he must have heard the sound and came out. He looked at Gu Qingchen who had just regained her balance in shock. What exactly was this man doing? This was the 22nd floor!

He was almost there, just a little bit more and he was really scared to death. Seeing Lin Moyan, he felt like he had gotten his wish granted, but he was also really scared to death when he saw Lin Moyan's expression, "I … I... Listen to me... I can explain. "

"Are you crazy? "How many levels is this?!" Lin Moyan was extremely unsettled, walking up to her and almost insulting her with his nose.

Gu Qingchen would still look at her face, so she naturally gave up and waited for him to finish scolding her. After a long time, she weakly shivered and asked him, "That, it's so cold outside ~" Gu Qingchen was ashamed, why do you act so coquettishly every time you meet Lin Moyan?!

Only then did Lin Moyan move, allowing her to enter the warm room, before he entered himself, "Speak, why are you not sleeping at night? Why did you climb over the wall? "Don't tell me you're here to blow the air conditioner." Although his tone was heavy and he couldn't really understand what he was saying, but at least his emotions had changed a little. Gu Qingchen was still very happy.

Gu Qingchen felt that she had already lost face enough today, and was not afraid of throwing it again, she immediately took off her shoes and crawled into bed, using her actions to tell Lin Moyan what she was here for.

Lin Moyan was simply speechless.

After a long while, Lin Moyan finally walked over, "Next time, just knock on the door."

Gu Qingchen thought she heard wrongly, and laughed happily while covering herself up under the blanket. After the two laid down, Gu Qingchen asked, "Can't sleep?"

"Hm." Lin Moyan replied softly as he turned his head to look at his face. His hair seemed to have grown long, and hung down on his forehead, covering his eyes a little as he looked extremely meek. Gu Qingchen felt his heart soften, and his heart throb.

Lin Moyan closed his eyes, but he could still feel Gu Qingchen's burning gaze. After hesitating for a moment, he reached out and hugged her, tightened, and said in a nearly inaudible manner, "Sorry, I can't do it now."

At first, Gu Qingchen didn't understand what he meant, she could do whatever she wanted, but she immediately understood what he meant and her face immediately turned red. She wanted to say something, but when the words reached her mouth, she gave up. After a long time, she asked him, "When did you write the script for 'The Cold in the Heart'?"

Lin Moyan was silent for a moment, then said, "When I can't sleep." His eyes were bright in the darkness.

Gu Qingchen felt as if she was shaken. He must have been unable to sleep at all on countless nights, and she could only rely on medicine to sleep lightly, and when he could not fall asleep, she could only write down her depression in the middle of the night. This was something that normal people would not be able to imagine.

He stretched out his hand and moved behind his back with great effort, patting him lightly and rhythmically. "Hurry up and go to sleep …" Gu Qingchen felt that he would definitely be extremely gentle at this moment.

Lin Moyan did not know whether to laugh or cry. However, he still let out a grunt and closed his eyes.

Ten minutes. Twenty minutes. Forty minutes. One hour … Gu Qingchen felt that his arm was extremely sore, and she leaned closer, only to hear Lin Moyan's gradually calming breathing. Only then did she withdraw his arm, nestled in his embrace, and quickly fell asleep.

Lin Moyan opened his eyes and looked at Gu Qingchen, and the smile on his face gradually widened. How long had it been since he last smiled like that? He didn't know either. He felt very tired, very heavy, very at a loss, but he just didn't know how to relax. How could he not be so tired, nor so heavy, nor so at a loss.

After the movie ended, he really intended to stop and have a good rest. Lin Moyan thought in his heart. The moonlight outside the window scattered down coolly, as if it had just forgotten to pull the curtain. The curtain was lifted up by the wind, and under the moonlight, a beautiful arc appeared. Beautiful? When this adjective appeared in Lin Moyan's mind, it paused for a moment.

The next morning, Gu Qingchen quietly got up and sneaked into the kitchen to make breakfast. But she couldn't find her. However … In the end, she still washed up and went downstairs to buy some breakfast. Gu Qingchen had seen Lin Moyan eat this restaurant a few times, so he would probably like it.

After the two finished their breakfast, Gu Qingchen couldn't help but ask him, "What are your plans for today?"

"Ask you, producer." Lin Moyan was so energetic that he actually had the heart to joke around.

Gu Qingchen pretended to think, and looked at his hair, then said: "Then let's go to the barber shop and cut our hair."

Lin Moyan's face instantly darkened, Gu Qingchen understood what he meant, "Hmm … "My hair used to be long and I cut it myself. Do you want me to help you cut it?" There was a flickering smile on his face, very vivid, but it was not in his eyes. Lin Moyan looked at her, and did not know if he was willing or not.

Gu Qingchen consciously cleaned up the dining table, and without making a sound, she found a pair of scissors and a comb. was sitting in front of the window, basking in the sunlight, she casually leaned on the chair, holding a book in her hand, with her eyes closed. Sunlight scattered lazily on his body, her long hair forming a natural eyepatch.

Looking at him like this, it felt really good … Gu Qingchen didn't even remember how long she had been standing there for. When she finally woke up, she turned her head and saw that Gu Qingchen still had the scissors and comb in her hands. She wanted to reject them, but she was too lazy to move.

Gu Qingchen thought that she had tacitly agreed and walked forward quickly, finding something that looked like a tablecloth from somewhere and tying it up in front of Lin Moyan. She fidgeted slightly, and said in a manner that Gu Qingchen had never felt before, "Don't move, it's almost done now. Your hair is too long, it's so uncomfortable, you'll be fine soon. "

Lin Moyan could only restrain himself as he waited for her to finish. From time to time, he could feel the hair that fell before his forehead being cut off. It didn't hurt and was a bit itchy. The sunlight was very warm, and the hand she accidentally rubbed against her face was also very warm. His heart suddenly became as weak as a pool of water.