The only good thing that Zhou Jin did was to remember who that Bruce, who caused Gao Kan so much chaos, was was before his wound got infected by the fever and he fainted.
With Han Youya's secret involved, when Brother Yun asked me what had happened, I didn't say much. I only said that Gao Kan left due to an urgent matter.
In order to not let them worry about me further, I could only pretend that nothing had happened. I waited for them to call the yacht to come over to help me, and took care of Zhou Jin. After taking the anti-inflammatory medicine, I slept for a long time.
At that time, Gao Junfeng did not care about him at all, leaving him to live and die. After Han Youya called the police, they went deep into the bandit's nest to save Gao Kan, but before the police arrived, she encountered the most humiliating of all the women, and the one who kidnapped her this time was still them.
That's why Gao Kan was so nervous to the point that he lost control of his emotions, and abandoned me to save Han Youya no matter what. He was afraid that the tragedy would happen again.
The only difference was that seven or eight years had passed, and the power of those hoodlums had declined greatly due to their age. Adding to the fact that Gao Junfeng was anxious to save his son, Gao Kan and Han Youya was saved, they were far from being as complicated and dangerous as I had imagined. The moment I was brought back to the Capital by Gao Ziyu, the genius Meng Liang, Zhou Jin, who was diagnosed as having yellow fever virus had already called me.
His voice sounded extremely tired, weak and weak. Even through the sound waves, I could feel how exhausted he was, so I didn't ask Han Youya about his condition.
On the day that I returned to the imperial city from Macao, I slept slumber for the entire morning and afternoon. In the evening, under Zhou Muchen's urging, before Gao Kan could return from Macau, Little Wang took me to the base in the Western Desert, where we started filming intensely that night. Under a strict director, as the female lead, I would have to face high-intensity work everyday, because the number of times I worked as an absent-minded NG kept increasing, it was basically the sum of all the filming that started.
Two days later, Zhou Muchen finally lost his patience. After swearing for a while, he gave me half a day to rest and adjust my mood.
Instead of going back to the hotel to rest, I switched off my cell phone and went on a short desert trek with Little Wang. After wandering aimlessly for nearly five hours under the leadership of the local tour guide, we returned to the small hotel at the base where we were filming, and that night I continued filming.
"Can I?" During dinner, Zhou Muchen asked me worriedly, so he advised me, "If it really comes down to it, don't hang on. No one should be in a bad mood in this kind of weather, don't expect me to not scold you on account of your hard work."
"It's all in the past now." As for what happened in the past, Zhou Muchen did not ask, and I did not explain either. However, under his worried gaze, I teased him: "Zhou Yin, if you're not satisfied, don't hold back and continue cursing if you want to. Anyway, I'm still thick-skinned."
He smiled and said, "Alright, after you become the Mrs. Gau, don't remember my enmity."
However, facing Zhou Muchen, I still gave a perfunctory smile. After that, I left first and went to the dressing room to prepare for the next three scenes.
Little Wang, who had been closely monitoring the eight trigrams news, did not miss even the smallest corner of the news. She reported all of Han Youya's information to me, but there wasn't any disturbance on the internet at all.
In a certain way, I have finally let go of my worry that I have been worrying about this for a long time. That matter has really passed, and did not leave any trace of me in any other places other than the person involved, but because Gao Kan was too silent, I did not ask him to mention it at all. I clearly feel that this situation has become very bad.
Of course, this isn't a long-term plan, what should come will eventually come. Before I endure it and explode, a week later, Gao Kan had flown to Dunhuang, and coincidentally, I wasn't filming that day, so the two of us went to the Crescent Spring together.
He looked like he hadn't slept for seven days and seven nights, and was completely listless from head to toe. Even he, who was never tired of doing this, En En En En, was a little absent-minded as the time he had been playing was shortened by twenty minutes compared to usual.
I joked about whether he had met a female ghost in Macao who had her yang energy sucked away. I wanted to ask Zhou Muchen for three days' leave, so that he could properly gather yin and yang energy.
"Stop messing around, hurry up and finish the filming. Let's go on holiday and have a good time." Gao Kan smiled cooperatively, but his smile was very weak and he avoided my eyes frequently.
This is definitely the time when I saw Gao Kan lose control and tiredness the most, and perhaps because of some things that had happened while he was suppressed in his heart, he was already on the verge of collapse.
When we arrived at the Crescent Moon Spring, where "ancient sand cannot be filled with spring water, and the spring water cannot be dried out", we unpacked our luggage and picked a few people to go. We left the hotel, followed the desert road, and when we arrived at the Spring Water, Gao Kan could no longer hold on.
"Wife, there's something I want to tell you …"
The moment I had been waiting for had finally come. I didn't know why, but when I was about to step back, I pretended not to hear him. Instead, I dragged him by the hand to the spring and shouted, "Hubby, let's take a picture together!"
crescent spring landscape
The scenery in front of him was truly beautiful and shocking. The crescent-shaped spring water was dark green and embedded into the golden sand dune like an emerald. By the spring, the reeds were thick, the wind was blowing, the waves were green, the water was like a sand mountain, it was a sight to behold.
Speaking of which, ever since the two of us released our photos, we rarely uploaded them onto Weibo.
My shout was a little loud and alarmed the two girls who were taking photos nearby. They looked over, and their gazes first landed on Gao Kan's face, and then me, and immediately recognized me, and their eyes changed from calm to pleasantly surprised. Then, they subconsciously looked at Gao Kan, as if trying to confirm if this man who was no longer handsome and tired, was actually Gao Kan or not.
After that, the two of them whispered to each other for more than ten seconds before they covered their mouths in dramatic surprise and ran towards the two of us.
"About that …" They held up their cameras and pointed at us, then at themselves.
To take pictures.
"Alright." I didn't hesitate for even a moment as I arrogantly pulled Gao Kan along with me, grabbed his arm, and entered the girl's selfie.
Gao Kan coordinated very well, and almost entered into the scene in a second. He swept away the previous tiredness and gloominess, as his bright white teeth revealed. When I stood on my tiptoes and finished shooting the first shot with my arm on his shoulder, he suddenly lowered his head and kissed me on the cheek.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" The girl screamed and frantically pressed the shutter, accurately capturing the moment.
"I wish you happiness. Happiness. You must be happy!"
The girl's eyes were moist with emotion, and she gave me a big hug like a friend. After that, the two of them quietly left.
"Wife …" Gao Kan pulled my wrist, his expression was extremely serious, as though he had made up his mind to talk to me, but I became even more uneasy, like how I was afraid of my father sending me to a kindergarten to be abandoned, so I escaped from his grasp, and smiled sweetly while bluffing, "Hubby, let's go play Sand Toss!"
Then, without waiting for Gao Kan to say anything, I ran towards the ticket office.
Gao Kan helplessly shook his head, his hands in his pockets as he followed me. Naturally, he had already seen through my little trick, but he didn't point it out wrong.
When the two of us were covered in dust, carrying our shoes, and with our bare feet in the sand, we were laughing in our nature, he grabbed my wrist again and looked at me with a look that said, "Wife, I'm broke."
Insolvency?
I was stunned at first, but after looking at Gao Kan's serious expression for more than 10 seconds, I determined that he was serious and couldn't help but to laugh out loud.
Gao Kan thought I didn't think so, but her tone was firm and stressed, "I'm not joking with you, I'm speaking the truth."
"Yes." I covered my mouth and smiled reservedly, but I was so happy that tears came out.
It was because he had said "I'm bankrupt", not "I'm sorry, I have to take responsibility from Han Youya", and it wasn't what I thought. "Because of some unspeakable reasons, I'm afraid we'll have to part ways now."
"Yi Shanshan, be serious!" Gao Kan was angered by my unclear laughter, he threw away his shoes and stood up.
"I'm very serious. Isn't it just bankruptcy? "It's not that big of a deal, do you have to be so depressed?" I picked up my shoes, caught up with Gao Kan and hooked up with him. Using an innocent tone, I said: "You still have me, your wife will definitely be able to make a few movies, make a few albums, and support you. Also, what about your dad?
Gao Kan ignored me. He stepped on the sand, walked forward and threw me far away, then sat down on the ground, and when I caught up to him, he pulled me along and sat me down with his hand, and spoke quickly: "I'm not joking with you, the acquisition plan we planned last year was a failure, my stocks were all taken away by Long Jihong. The three movies we made last year didn't even have a good box office, and the gambling agreement we signed with the company's board of directors ended in failure.
"Yes." I could hear him clearly. After he finished speaking, I nodded my head without any hesitation to console him. "It's okay, it's okay. You still have me."
I believe Gao Kan's words. His recent performance really does resemble a gambler's complete defeat in one night and a complete loss in the end. However, in a week's time, he went from being a bright and beautiful Director Gao to becoming a pauper with nothing.
But compared to the possibility of losing him, what was that worth?
In this vast desert, the people surrounding the Crescent Spring were all chasing and laughing. They were happy to take photos and eat, and most of them were just ordinary people. There were very few "Director Gao" in this world, but they were also very happy!