Fu Yiwei's elbows were pressed against the car window, his forehead was propped up with the back of his hand and his head was bowed and his eyes were squinted. He didn't say anything after getting in the car. Even a fool could see the sadness hidden under his calm face.
Kang Jianfei handed over a tissue and comforted him: "If you want to cry, just cry."
"Why should I cry?" Fu Yiwei said stiffly, "I am happy that I can see his face clearly tonight."
Kang Jianfei also rubbed salt into other people's wounds: "I said your husband is also blind. Miss Fu, you are so beautiful, but the mistress he found is far behind you. If you have big fish and meat, you have to eat pickles."
Fu Yiwei was deeply hurt by Kang Jianfei's words. Her husband was seduced by a more beautiful vixen and she accepted defeat. However, the third party was of a very low level. Fu Yiwei felt as sick as if he had eaten a fly.
"You men are all the same. You are so hungry that you eat from the bowl and look at what's in the pot." Fu Yiwei was so angry that he even scolded Kang Jianfei.
Hu Juncai, who was sitting in front, laughed and said: "Well done. You may have misunderstood others when you scolded others, but you are definitely not wrong when scolding him."
Kang Jianfei immediately retorted and boasted without blushing: "Oh, oh, oh, don't talk nonsense, or I'll slander you. Look at my pretty features, thick eyebrows and big eyes. If I play an absolutely positive role in an anti-Japanese film, I'll look right at first glance.
A glorious and majestic gentleman. Even if I were to play a villain with my appearance, the audience would mistake me for an underground party member."
"Pfft..." Fu Yiwei has not yet been baptized by various sketches and jokes. Although she is very sad now, she is inexplicably amused by Kang Jianfei's words. In the mainland film circle, the people she meets are very polite and humble in their speech.
Anyone who jumps too much will be considered unstable). I have never seen such a shameless guy like Kang Jianfei.
"Hey, just laugh. What do you want to do with that trivial thing? Sadness and sadness can't undo the past. We have to look forward, right?" Kang Jianfei said, taking out a tissue and rubbing it on Fu Yiwei's face, and took the initiative to help her wipe the wetness.
corner of the eye.
"It's true, there's no point in being sad about this kind of thing," Fu Yiwei smiled to comfort herself, but the smile on her face was uglier than crying. She took a tissue and wiped her wet eyes, Fu Yiwei said. "Mr. Kang
, I’m sorry just now, I was so angry that I scolded you too.”
Kang Jianfei said: "I don't care, I'm used to being scolded."
Fu Yiwei didn't want to talk about her husband's cheating anymore, so she pretended to be surprised and asked: "Mr. Kang, your movies are so good, but you are often scolded?"
Kang Jianfei laughed and said: "There are so many people who criticize me. Every time a movie comes out, many film critics will write articles praising me. When there are more people who praise me, there will definitely be those who criticize me. Some people will criticize me."
You just rely on scolding me to make a living."
"This is strange. You can make a living by scolding people. Will anyone buy that kind of article?" Fu Yiwei was indeed very curious about this.
"No matter how good a person is, he cannot be liked by everyone like a dollar. I have many fans in Hong Kong, and there are also many people who dislike me and hate me. Articles criticizing me have stable readers."
Kang Jianfei said with a smile, "Believe it or not, if I stop making movies one day, the people who praise me will only express a few words of regret, but the ones who are really sad will be those who scold me."
Fu Yiwei didn't quite understand: "Why do people who scold you still feel sad?"
Kang Jianfei explained: "Because people who praise me can praise others as they like, but people who scold me are different. It's rare that I'm such a good target, and they won't know who they should scold."
The two of them were talking nonsense in the back seat. Kang Jianfei's speaking style was obviously different from that of people from the mainland. This made Fu Yiwei feel very novel and interesting, and gradually she no longer thought about the sad thing about her husband's cheating.
Hu Juncai had no intention of talking nonsense with them. He had been walking around Yinxu this morning. He had either taken a car or a plane since the afternoon. He had been so exhausted that he actually fell asleep in the passenger seat.
"Mr. Hu, we're here." Suddenly the car stopped and the driver patted Hu Juncai, who was sleeping soundly.
Fu Yiwei was just chatting with Kang Jianfei and didn't pay attention to what was going on outside. Through the car window, she saw the dim light outside, and there were two cars not far away, which seemed to be in an underground garage. Fu Yiwei couldn't help but ask:
"Aren't you going to a hotel? Where is this?"
"The house I bought, you can stay here tonight. It's already early in the morning. It's inconvenient to go to a hotel to stay." Kang Jianfei got out of the car and helped Fu Yiwei take out his luggage. He kicked the front door and said, "Acai, here we are.
It’s a place!”
Hu Juncai stopped him and got out of the car, helped Kang Jianfei carry a box and walked inside. Since it was too late, he didn't bother to go back and disturb his wife, so he simply spent the night with Kang Jianfei. Anyway, there were many houses in Guojun Prince's Mansion.
Yes, Hu Juncai used to stay here often.
After reconstruction, a gap was opened in a section of the wall of Guojun Prince's Mansion to create an underground parking lot. Otherwise, there would be no parking space here.
Fu Yiwei followed the two of them up the stairs and soon reached the ground, only to find himself in a garden. After walking a few steps and turning a corner, he discovered a rockery fountain.
When Kang Jianfei and Hu Juncai carried her luggage and entered the antique courtyard with carved beams and painted beams, Fu Yiwei finally couldn't help but ask: "Where am I? It's like filming a costume drama."
Hu Juncai pointed at Kang Jianfei and said: "Prince Guojun's Mansion, his house."
At this time, Guojun Prince's Mansion was not very famous, and various braided dramas had not been filmed here. Although Fu Yiwei had never heard of the name of Guojun Prince's Mansion, she was surprised that she could still understand the words "County Prince's Mansion".
Said: "You bought the palace? Aren't the palaces only places where senior cadres can live?"
Kang Jianfei said: "It's not like I bought them all. If dozens of people from the Prince's Palace entered the courtyard, I only bought two. You can choose a room by yourself."
Fu Yiwei randomly chose a wing room and went to the bathroom to take a shower.
Hu Juncai patted Kang Jianfei on the shoulder: "Take it easy, you are a married woman, and they are both movie stars. Be careful not to make a big fuss."
Kang Jianfei smiled and said, "I know what's appropriate."
Hu Juncai said: "I just don't understand. You weren't so lustful before. How many girls have you picked up now?"
Kang Jianfei also said: "I don't understand either. When you saw a woman before, your eyes lit up. Why did you become a henwife after you got married?"
"Okay, just pretend I didn't say anything and went to sleep." Hu Juncai was too lazy to talk nonsense with Kang Jianfei, his eloquence was much worse.
After a day of dust, Kang Jianfei went to take a comfortable shower. He found that the lights in the east wing where Fu Yiwei lived were still there, so he picked up a bottle of red wine and touched it.
Kang Jianfei knocked on the door symbolically, and after waiting for less than two seconds, he opened the door and went in. When he went to the bedroom, he saw Fu Yiwei leaning on the bedside reading a book, and casually said: "Are you still asleep?"
Fu Yiwei has a carefree personality. Seeing Kang Jianfei come in with wine in the middle of the night, he didn't think about anything else. He closed the book and said, "I feel a little confused and can't sleep, so I read a book to relieve my boredom."
"You are really eager to learn. You always carry books with you when filming." Kang Jianfei sat down on a chair next to the bed.
Fu Yiwei said: "The crew is also very bored, especially for this kind of mythological drama. Sometimes there is no filming for four or five days in a row, and it is difficult to leave the crew and return to the capital. I can only stay in the hotel in the county over there and read books to relieve my boredom."
"What book are you reading?" Kang Jianfei asked.
Fu Yiwei handed over the book and said: "A collection of poems by a Taiwanese female poet."
Kang Jianfei glanced at the cover and discovered that the poetry collection was called "Qili Xiang". The article Fu Yiwei had just read was still creased, and the poem on the page was called "A Flowering Tree".
"How to make you meet me
In my most beautiful moment/for this
I have prayed before the Buddha for five hundred years
Please ask the Buddha to let us have a mortal relationship
Buddha then turned me into a tree
…
And when you finally walked by without a care
It fell to the ground behind you
Friend/That’s not a petal
It’s my withered heart”
Kang Jianfei has often written scripts in the past few years, and his writing skills have gradually improved. Although the diction is not beautiful, the words are concise and accurate. He has not read this poem before, and he glanced at it and said: "This poem is about
It's unrequited love, a love poem between you and your husband?"
"I just browsed through it casually. I just bought this poetry collection this year." Fu Yiwei seemed not to want to mention her husband more.
Kang Jianfei opened the bottle of red wine he had brought, poured a glass and handed it to Fu Yiwei, saying: "There is a saying that once you get drunk, you can solve a thousand worries. Once you wake up, all your worries will disappear."
Although Fu Yiwei is not very smart, she still knows that drinking with a man in the middle of the night is not appropriate. She shook her head and said with a smile: "I'm fine. I fell asleep after reading a book for a while."
"You're reading a book in the middle of the night and you still say it's okay. If you don't drink some wine, I think you'll have to lose sleep tonight." Kang Jianfei put the wine glass into Fu Yiwei's hand.
Fu Yiwei is not very good at rejecting people, especially since Kang Jianfei helped her several times today. She held the wine glass and thought for a moment and said: "Then I will drink a little."
"Cheers!" Kang Jianfei and Fu Yiwei clinked their glasses, then raised their necks and drank in one gulp.
Fu Yiwei originally wanted to take just one sip, but seeing that Kang Jianfei was already dry, she had no choice but to drink it all in one gulp, thinking: Red wine is not intoxicating anyway.
As expected of a woman who grew up in the Northeast, Fu Yiwei drank half a glass of red wine, just like drinking boiled water.
"Good drinker!" Kang Jianfei praised, and then asked, "How about I go back and get you a bottle of white wine?"
"Just drink this." Fu Yiwei originally wanted to say no, but when he heard that Kang Jianfei was going to get white wine, he quickly said that red wine would be good.
Wine is a very good prop. After drinking, words and things that you normally can't say or do will become logical. Even if neither party is drunk, when they are conscious, they will be affected by the alcohol.
Stimulation will make you more bold and impulsive.
Because when she came in, Fu Yiwei was reading Xi Murong's poems. Kang Jianfei, a guy who hadn't read many poems, chatted with her about poetry to close the distance between them. (To be continued.)
