Su Xiaoli could only nod his head after his brother.
"I'll ask the sound engineer to give you a piece of music later. When the music starts, you two will start reciting the lines, and then follow the script until Xiaoli chases the train. This part must be completed completely, do you understand?" Fang Hai continued to warn the two of them.
"Yeah." Su Mu continued to respond.
Su Xiaoli could only continue to nod.
"Okay, that's it, come on, come on, all the seats are ready." After Shen Fanghai explained to the two of them, he turned around and got off the platform. He sat back in his director's seat. Inside, he yelled at the surrounding staff, and immediately a board maker walked up to the camera with a board.
"Xiao Li, Su Mu, are you two ready?" Shen Fanghai asked the two of them.
OK.
Su Mu made a gesture towards Director Shen, and Su Xiaoli had no choice but to nod.
"Okay, let's start." Shen Fanghai put on his headphones and looked at the monitor in front of him intently.
The photographer sat behind a long-arm camera and followed the track on the ground, circling around the two of them to take pictures.
Su Mu and Su Xiaoli stood on the platform, looking at each other silently without saying a word.
After the photographer took a circle, Shen Fanghai said to the intercom: "Sound engineer, bring in the music."
Beautiful and melodious music immediately sounded at the shooting scene.
Su Mu lowered his eyes slightly, and the sunlight shone on the tips of his hair. He looked at Su Xiaoli in front of him, took a deep breath, tried his best to show her a nice smile, and said in a gentle voice: "I'm leaving. "
"You..." Su Xiaoli raised his head and looked at his handsome face. His face was facing away from the sun. He seemed to be smiling, but for some reason, his eyes were full of sadness. .
As soon as we say goodbye this time, he will go to the battlefield.
The place was filled with artillery fire and smoke, and there was death and fear everywhere, but he wanted to leave him and go there alone.
When we say goodbye this time, we don't know whether life or death awaits him.
And she didn't know whether it would be a few years before she saw him again, or whether she would never see him again in this life...
Su Xiaoli opened his mouth, but before the sound came out, tears were already falling one after another.
"Don't cry, it's not like we'll never see each other again." Su Mu watched her tears fall, and quickly reached out his hand, holding her fair and tender cheeks, and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with his thumb, "Don't cry. Come on, be good."
"Well..." Su Xiaoli stretched out his hand and wiped his cheek carelessly with his sleeve. With a pair of red eyes and a small red nose, he forced a bright smile towards him and said, "Then when will you come back?"
"I..." Su Mu hesitated for a moment and did not answer her question.
We don’t know whether we will live or die here, so how can we know when we will return?
"When you come back, can you come to my house to propose marriage?" Su Xiaoli lowered his head, pulled his sleeves with a pair of small hands, sniffed, blushed and muttered in a low voice: "Well... although this shouldn't be me. But I’m afraid you’ll be embarrassed to speak, so I’ll say it for you first…”
Su Mu lowered his eyes slightly and looked at her tenderly, but he did not dare to respond. He was afraid that he would not be able to come back, and he was afraid that he would give her an empty promise.
After Su Xiaoli lowered his head and waited for a while, he suddenly stood up on tiptoes...
