Chen Enci, who was satisfied with the scolding, saw another display at the top of the screen: "The other party is typing..."
Her ears were red and she stared at the screen for a while. When she saw that the message did not come, the "the other party is typing..." disappeared.
After a while, "The other party is typing..." appeared again, and then after a while, still no message was received, and "The other party is typing..." disappeared again...
Chen Enci was scratched by the repeated "The other party is typing", and she was particularly curious about what Qin Zie wanted to say. Without thinking about it, she wrote the sentence Qin Zie had just sent her.
It was returned to him intact: "The other party typed for five minutes and didn't type a single word?"
Mr. Qin: “…………”
Mr. Qin: “Want to know?”
Chen Enci had a bad premonition in her heart, and her rationality told her not to answer, but her curiosity prompted her to reply: "If you want to say it, just say it, a big man, he is always grinding."
Mr. Qin: “…………”
"The other party is typing..." appeared again on the screen. About half a minute later, Chen Enci received a message.
Mr. Qin: "Did you dream last night?"
She originally thought his appearance was a dream, but now he has really come...
Chen Enci blinked and replied: "What are you dreaming about?"
Qin Jie's side started saying "The other party is typing..." again. Chen Enci was waiting impatiently. Just when he was about to taunt him, Qin Jie's message came over.
There are only two words.
"illusion."
Chen Enci: "???"
illusion?
Are you kidding me? Is Master Chen the kind of person who has this kind of dream that is not suitable for children?
...You are a fart dream, you are just having a dream. I, Mr. Chen, can only have sweet dreams. If you are so good at farting, why didn’t you let yourself go to the sky!
Chen Enci pressed the keyboard quickly and typed a string of words. Just as she was about to click send, her movements suddenly stopped.
Nothing happened between him and her last night, but she had those charming pictures in her mind...
Chen Enci was petrified on the spot.
After a while, she realized that she had really had that kind of dream when she was drunk, and blurted out without thinking: "What the hell..."
As the words settled, a blush spread along the tips of her ears and into her collar at a speed visible to the naked eye.
There was another new message on WeChat. She didn't even dare to read it. She stuffed her phone into her bag and went out to find Lu Xing.
Before going to the set, Chen Enci asked Lu Xing to wait for him in the car for a while, pretended to have left something important, and went back to the hotel room.
As soon as she entered, she opened the refrigerator directly. There were three layers in the refrigerator. Usually she didn't use it much and it was always empty. But now Qin Zie was stuffed with flowers. There was a cake box among the flowers, and there was a cake box on top of it.
A very small jewelry box.
Chen Enci stretched out his fingertips and touched some ice petals in the refrigerator. Then, as if he were hiding a treasure, he closed the refrigerator door with a smile and went downstairs again.
On the way to the set, Chen Enci opened WeChat.
Qin Zhe sent her several messages, all in text.
Mr. Qin: "Are you ashamed?"
Mr. Qin: "You are so thin-skinned."
Three minutes ago, Mr. Qin: "I'm going to take off."
Chen Enci put her phone into her bag. After a while, she took it out again and pressed the screen to reply: "Well, have a nice trip."
Qin Zhe's phone must not have been turned off yet. As soon as she sent the message, he replied to her: "Yeah."
Chen Enci didn't say anything. Before putting away his phone, he sent her two more messages: "I will have that dream too."
"It's also you and me in the dream."
Chen Enci didn't reply, and there was no news from Qin Zhe. She thought he was probably reminded by the flight attendant to turn on airplane mode.
Chen Enci held her cell phone with the screen turned off and stared out of the car window. The last two messages Qin Zie sent her flashed through her mind repeatedly.
I would also have that kind of dream, and it was you and me in the dream...
It’s also you and me in the dream...
You and me...
There was a burning sensation in Chen Enci's ears again, but the corners of her lips could not help but rise again and again.
…
On the last day of March, the three-and-a-half-month filming of "Life" was successfully completed.
After drinking some wine at the closing banquet, Chen Enci and Lu Xing returned to Beijing the next day. By coincidence, Mu Chuci and his team actually booked the same flight as them. This flight was not a big plane, but first class.
There were not many seats, and the two groups of people met together, so there was basically no one else in the first class cabin.
After working together for more than three months, even people who don’t know each other have become familiar with each other after getting along for such a long time. The two groups of people always want to chat when they meet, but Lu Xing, maybe it’s really not
I like Mu Chuci, but every time I meet him, I talk very little.
Mu Chuci's manager Zhang Ye specifically mentioned Lu Xing several times while chatting. Lu Xing leaned on the back of his seat every time and responded with a lack of interest.
After the plane took off, the flight attendant served the in-flight meal.
Lu Xing took a fork and ate all the fruit first, and then muttered to Chen Enci: "The mango this time is quite delicious."
Mu Chuci finished the bowl of soup gracefully, glanced at Lu Xing and put down the empty fruit plate, raised his hand and tapped on the untouched fruit plate.
Zhang Ye, who was sitting next to him, immediately understood what it meant. He picked up Mu Chuci's fruit plate and handed it to Lu Xing: "Lu Xing, if you like it, I'll give you this too."
Lu Xing glanced at Mu Chuci and Zhang Ye, and saw that the fruit plate in front of Mu Chuci was gone. She didn't dare to expose any contact with Mu Chuci, so she shook her head: "No, thank you.
"
Zhang Ye glanced at Mu Chuci subconsciously. Mu Chuci took two bites of the food with an unwavering expression, and then nodded slightly without even smelling it.
Only then did Zhang Ye take back the fruit plate and put it back on Mu Chuci's dinner plate.
Chen Enci, who discovered something fishy, couldn't help but lean into Lu Xing's ear: "Xingxing, there's a problem."
Lu Xing's heart thumped, and he pretended to be calm and asked: "What, what's the problem?"
Chen Enci: "Zhang Ye, do you think Zhang Ye is very attentive to you? I suspect Zhang Ye likes you."
Lu Xing, who was drinking orange juice, almost squirted out.
She is too guilty. If her artists can see any clues, people all over the world will see it.
Chen Enci: "You really didn't notice it, did you? I, an outsider, have already noticed it. Xingxing, you are too slow."
Lu Xing: “…………”
Chen Enci: "Zhang Ye always likes to talk to you. At the wedding banquet last night, he even helped you hold back the wine. I just heard you say that mangoes are delicious, and he immediately asked you if you want more. What does this mean if you don't like it?"
"
Lu Xing: “…………”
Chen Enci: "Actually, Zhang Ye is not bad. I have been with him for more than three months and his temper is not bad. Xingxing, seriously you can consider it. You know, if you miss this village, you may never see it again."
This store is the star..."
Lu Xing, who couldn't bear it anymore, interrupted Chen Enci: "I said, I am an unmarried person."
After eating, Mu Chuci, who was closing his eyes to rest his mind, opened his eyelids slightly.
Lu Xing: "I'm not interested in men, let alone finding a boyfriend or husband."
Mu Chuci glanced at Lu Xing with his eyes, then tilted his head slightly, approached Zhang Ye, lowered his voice to the lowest decibel, and said, "Let her go home tonight."