C145

Chapter 145 - Shameless

After making a series of preparations, I went to eat breakfast. Although there was some delay in the process, the porridge was still warm.

It was the familiar smell of a gentle hand.

I was a little dazed. When did I start cooking? I didn't feel anything about him getting up.

Was he really still too tired?

Looking at the terrifying scars on my hands, I smile helplessly. I thought that this was the best we could do with our relationship, but who would have thought that we would end up having an ambiguous relationship.

This relationship was truly maddening.

Every time he did this, I would turn around and ignore him. I didn't know that every time he did this, I would have a lot of impractical thoughts about being with him.

I shook my head, sipping my porridge and turning all my thoughts to my script.

In the following period of time, my workload will definitely be very large. After all, those tasks are all substantial. My current scarred appearance definitely won't be suitable for me to go to the film crew and I'll need to stay at home to recuperate for a period of time.

During this period of time, he would have to delay a few more scenes.

When I came in slowly, my mind was still in a mess. I really couldn't think of any good solutions to the filming crew's problems. This movie involved too many things, and it was also a relatively good resource that I managed to get under slowly.

If it was filmed well, it was very likely that I would make it into the top tier after the broadcast. Even if I couldn't make it in, I would definitely be able to make it into the top tier in another movie.

"What are you thinking about?" He slowly and naturally put away the bowl in front of me. Then, he sat beside me and stroked my hair.

"Regarding the filming crew, with my current state, I'm really not suitable to be on the crew." I blurted out subconsciously.

The hand caressing my hair paused for a moment. "It's just a play, it's fine even if I don't film it."

I raised my head slightly, disagreeing, "This movie started from the beginning of the script to the primary selection, and I was chosen by the director during the audition. Although part of the reason was because of you, I also put in a lot of effort, because the person I played in this movie is no longer a simple person to me. You won't understand this feeling, so don't casually say that you're not filming anything."

I was a bit angry. After so many years, I had already calmly accepted this profession. No matter which role I played, for me, I would be that character after being invested. That character would be me.

I think that I have already fallen in love with filming and the feeling of being able to experience different lives. Every time I am in a movie, I feel like I am starting a new life, exciting and fulfilling.

"Alright, I won't say it, are you still tired? Do you want to lie down a little longer? " I gently pulled on the blanket and almost completely wrapped myself in it.

It was only then that I realized that the person who had been talking to me was' gentle '. Yet, just now, I had used that unhappy and even somewhat angry tone of voice to speak to him slowly …

I've been getting more and more bold lately.

"Aren't you going to work? "That's because I couldn't control my emotions for a moment just now. Calm down, don't be angry." Actually, I really want to show my own gentle side in front of gentleness. Zhang Mancha is a gentle and sensible person, but every time I see gentleness, all of my previous thoughts and expectations would instantly collapse and disappear.

I seem to have lost my true self.

"I won't. Are you sure you don't want to rest?" A gentle smile, that smile was like fireworks in the sky, so bright and dazzling, looking at this slow appearance, I was a little dazed.

So handsome, my husband is so handsome, his voice is super nice!

"I'm so handsome? His voice was super nice too? I know all that. " I immediately covered my mouth with my hands, widened my eyes, and felt my face heat up.

I actually said what was in my heart just now, and it was so slowly heard, it's so embarrassing.

And it was so gentle that it repeated itself …

"About that, what I just said is the truth. Don't laugh anymore." I bit my lips as I stared at him gently. I was just casually praising him. He was just casually listening to everything that was said. Why did he have to say it out loud?

He had no sense of modesty.

However, this kind of gentleness is the gentleness that I know.

"Well, okay, I'm not laughing anymore, so would you like to sleep a little longer?"

Why is it coming back to me if I want to rest or not?

I raised my head and looked into his eyes. They were so dark that I couldn't see the emotions in them, nor could I understand the emotions in them. They were a pair of eyes that were cold to the point of being emotionless.

I suddenly withdrew my gaze, "Hmm, I will immediately go to sleep, you should also go back to your room to sleep."

During this period of time, most of my time and rest had been spent sleeping separately. Yesterday, due to an accident, we slept together, so we should return to normal today.

After all, we didn't think it through.

"Hmm? Isn't this the room? " His slow movements paused as a shadow flashed across his face. His expression turned cold and the line of his lips became somewhat cold. That kind of Asura look, it seemed as if I was hallucinating as it flashed by.

I subconsciously grabbed onto the blanket tightly. With a slight force of my fingers, the blanket started to wrinkle. My heartbeat also seems to slow down by half a beat, which means that I don't really understand it.

I bit my lips, and the pain that came from my lips reminded myself. Only then did I raise my head to look at her gently, and I unconsciously muttered to myself, "Are you sure that I am not Zhang Mancha's shadow? If you're sure, you can stay. "

My heart ached violently. I carefully stared at it. I was afraid. I was afraid that I would obtain the result that I was afraid of. However, if I did not understand it clearly, I would not be willing to accept it …

Perhaps a person like me will suffer what I deserve.

"Have a good rest." A gentle and cold voice came to my ears, like a clap of thunder, exploding on my skin.

As expected, I think too highly of myself. Wasn't this result something I didn't expect?

I didn't know when the air conditioner had been turned on, but I felt cold all over, much colder than when I started.

I slept for a long time. When I opened my eyes again, the sky had brightened again. I had spent the whole day and night in bed. I had already turned off my cell phone.

The bowl of porridge looked ironic, the light coat hung with my clothes like a male host, or as if he was mocking my whims.

The air conditioner was on full blast, and the room's temperature was a suitable temperature for me to sleep in. I stared at the window in a daze as a few strands of sunlight spilled in, as if to tell people that morning had arrived.

The radiance of spring is infinitely good, but I really want to stay in this room forever and not go out.

"Lin Xiang? Are you up yet? " I tensed up so much that I was actually at home.

I hurriedly hid myself in the blanket and laid down. I was so slowly that I couldn't come in. I locked the door from the inside. As long as he didn't come in, he wouldn't notice that I had woken up.

I still don't know what I should feel when I face him.

I waited for a long time, relieved to hear footsteps recede, but glad not to come in.

Otherwise, I don't know how I should face these things. After a moment of relief, I wish he would come in, even if it was a lie that he didn't hear what I said yesterday, just because he was busy with his work. Sure enough, I am a woman with a different heart.

Marriage was often like this, complaining about all kinds of complaints, showing the worst of oneself to the other party. However, after leaving, it was replaced with worry and concern, and he wanted to tell the other party that he still cared about her, and that he needed you very much.

On the second day of recuperation, I didn't wait for the phone call to slow down. Instead, I waited for my mother's call.

My mother told me over the phone that something had happened to my uncle's house and that I should go home first.

Due to the urgency of the matter, I only managed to text Bo slowly, packed my luggage and left.

He wanted to call, but he couldn't bring himself to.