Blame me for being too deep into the play

Chapter 27 I Hope You Come to Nanjing

Usually, when An Chuyu is in the show, Zhu Cuixi will tell her immediately who is calling, so that she can call back in time.

An Chuyu got into the nanny car, and on the way back to the hotel, Zhu Tracy gave her her mobile phone and reported to her: "Sister Qiang called today, and I answered it for you. She has nothing important, just let me take good care of her." You, by the way, care about the filming progress of the movie. There are two other calls from Mr. Xi."

An Chuyu took the phone and put it away, not having the energy to look at it.She was very tired, and within 2 minutes of sitting, she collapsed on the spacious seat, closed her eyes and rested, and said lazily, "Did he say he wanted something from me?"

"No." Zhu Tracy unfolded the blanket and covered her, "He didn't say anything when he heard that it was me who answered the call."

"Yeah." An Chuyu's voice was confused, and he was about to fall asleep.

Zhu Tracy unconsciously lowered her voice: "Do you want to call him back?"

An Chuyu didn't answer.Zhu Tracy thought she was asleep, so she didn't disturb her any more.

It was late at night, and there were few vehicles on the road. Only the street lamps were on duty, emitting light.There are crew members in the front and rear cars, driving in the same direction.

Arrived at the hotel, An Chuyu was so sleepy that she couldn't keep her eyes open, Zhu Cuixi called her a few times, she sat up with her hands on her head, and looked out the car window, it was the underground parking lot.

"Zhu Cuixi, is there any plaster for promoting blood circulation and relieving pain in the box you brought?" As the elevator was going up, An Chuyu leaned his back against the inner wall of the elevator and asked with his head tilted.

"Yes." Zhu Tracy cheered up and glanced up and down at her, "Are you injured?"

"I twisted my wrist during filming. I didn't feel much at the time, but now it hurts." An Chuyu squeezed her right wrist with her left hand, and the pain oozes out, and her brain nerves are tense.

Zhu Trixi took her hand to look closely, but couldn't see why, and said nervously: "Is it serious? Why don't we go to the hospital to take a film? Be safe."

"It didn't hurt the bone, maybe it was a sprained tendon, it's not that serious."

"There are pain-relieving ointments and spray bottles in the medicine box. Which do you want? I'll find them later."

"Which effect is better?"

Zhu Tracy touched her wrist, frowned and said, "It depends on the degree of your sprain. Even the best medicine has to be used for several days to work. It won't be so miraculous. It will heal as soon as it is used up."

After getting out of the elevator, An Chuyu said, "Then I need painkiller ointment. There will be no notice tomorrow morning, so you can stick it on all the time. The effect is better than spraying it twice."

After Zhu Cuixi went back, she dug out the medicine box, found a bag of pain-relieving ointment, and took it to An Chuyu's room.

She had just finished taking a shower and came out of the bathroom. She was lying on the bed in cotton pajamas, her brows were tightly frowned, probably because the sprain was more painful.Zhu Cuixi was very distressed. Sister Yuyu was always very patient. She broke her meniscus before and the medical team accompanying the film crew couldn't handle it. They called an ambulance.

"Extend your hand, I'll stick it for you." Zhu Tracy sat by the bed and tore a piece.

An Chuyu stretched out his right hand, rolled up his sleeve, and pointed to the part of the wrist a little to the left: "Paste it here."

With my free left hand, I got the script from the bedside table, turned to the part that will be filmed tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, and consolidated the lines again.Even if she has memorized the whole line.

She just wanted to find something to do and divert her attention, otherwise the focus would always be on her wrist.

At first she didn't feel much pain, because she was concentrating on filming, but now her body is relaxed, the pain is so painful that it is difficult to lift her hands.Thinking about it makes me feel irritable. If the situation is serious tomorrow, it will be bad if I can't film.

Zhu Tracy squeezed the light brown pain-relieving plaster and put it on: "It hurts a little bit when you first put it on, but it will be slightly relieved afterward."

An Chuyu turned over and sat up: "I know, it's not the first time I've posted this thing. Go back to sleep quickly, don't get up early tomorrow, I won't have breakfast."

"That won't work. I'll come over later tomorrow morning. I have to eat breakfast."

Zhu Tracy stood up and walked out, chattering while walking, telling her not to lift heavy objects with her right hand, so as not to aggravate the injury, and to squeak if something happened.

An Chuyu dragged his weary steps to lock the door. The pain-relieving ointment on his wrist slowly took effect, and the ointment penetrated in, causing bursts of stinging pain like being stung by a bee.

An unpleasant smell of medicine filled her nostrils, making her even more irritable.

I guess I'll be so sleepy tonight that I won't be able to sleep.

As An Chuyu thought about it, her phone rang untimely, and the buzzing vibration pushed her bad mood to the climax.She threw herself into the bedding and reached for the phone.

She answered Xi Zheng's call with squinted eyes, but didn't speak.

A normal person wouldn't be awake at this time, Xi Zheng was obviously waiting for her, although she didn't want to talk to him, but she spent some time under the same roof anyway.

Zhu Tracy often said that she is a person with a knife mouth and a bean curd heart.She admitted that she was.

Every time An Zhihe pissed her off, she would choose to forgive him in the end, and then quarrel and fight again. She would never learn to be tough.

Because Du Longqiu is a gentle woman, a person who suffered so much when she was a child, she is both tough and gentle in her bones, but her appearance is too heroic, she looks a little hard to get close to.She was taught by Du Longqiu since she was a child, and her temperament is similar to hers. Of course, it may be due to genetic factors.

An Zhi and a man who stinks of copper all over his body, somehow managed to capture Du Yinghou's heart...

An Chuyu's thoughts drifted away, and Xi Zheng's voice came into her ears intermittently: "Haven't slept yet? I didn't plan to call you so late, I was afraid that it would disturb your rest. Your daily announcement schedule is messy, I don't know When are you free? You must be very tired after filming until midnight. Hey, have you eaten yet? I almost wonder if you are filming or being kidnapped. Why are you not given any rest time? Zhu Tracy every time Answered the phone..."

In the dead of night, Xi Zheng's voice was gentle and long, with a strange and reassuring healing power.

After a second pause, Xi Zheng's voice rose slightly: "Yu Yu, are you listening?"

An Chuyu lay face sideways on the pillow, blinked her eyes, her wrist was so painful that her head was stuffy from the pain, and she replied slowly, "Yes."

A simple "hmm" made Xi Zheng hear that something was wrong, and asked her if she felt uncomfortable, or she was too tired from filming.

An Chuyu turned his head to the other side, the rolled up script stood beside his pillow, and the desk lamp illuminated the small characters on it.

"Xi Zheng." She picked up the phone with her left hand, raised it to her eyes, stared at the caller ID, and whispered his name.

Xi Zheng was stunned for a moment before responding, "What's wrong?"

"Are you free to come to Nanjing tomorrow?" An Chuyu's voice was very low, and he didn't seem too rigid.

Xi Zheng should have smiled.An Chuyu couldn't see his face, but she could hear a low humming sound, which could make her ears turn red even across thousands of mountains and rivers.

She has filmed a lot of emotional scenes, and it's not like she didn't have feelings, she shouldn't be so unnatural.

It is difficult for Xi Zheng to describe his mood at this moment. Ever since An Chuyu joined the filming group, he felt that there was a void in his heart, and he was unhappy every day. His favorite thing to do was to check the calendar on his phone and count the days.

Counting and counting, there is a feeling of how the days pass so slowly, every day is so long.

He thought it must be that he couldn't help but fly to Nanjing to find her first, even if he angered her and was scolded by her, he would go.But she took the initiative to say to him: Are you free to come to Nanjing tomorrow?

The subtext is, I hope you come to Nanjing, I miss you.

Xi Zheng couldn't be more satisfied, her heart was full of nectar, and she wished she could fly to Nanjing and be by her side at this very second.

Xi Zheng said, "Go to sleep first, and you can see me tomorrow."

An Chuyu pulled the quilt to cover herself, and she discovered a new thing—Xi Zheng, he didn't seem to refuse her, and he would never refuse any request.

There was nothing in their prenuptial agreement that the husband must obey his wife, nor was it mentioned in any additional verbal conditions.He could have turned her down, but he didn't.

An Chuyu showed great mercy: "You don't need to catch the nearest flight. I have to catch up on sleep in the morning and film in the afternoon. After you book the ticket, call my driver and ask him to pick you up at the airport in advance, and you can come directly to the hotel. I didn't announce at night, if the shooting goes well in the afternoon, it will end around six o'clock."

Xi Zheng laughed while listening: "You have made all the arrangements for me, and you asked me if I want to come to Nanjing, doesn't it seem superfluous."

"No." An Chuyu told the truth, "If you don't want to come, I don't have to arrange it."

"Who said I don't want to come." Xi Zheng held the phone in front of her eyes to check the time, "Yuyu, it's too late, we won't talk anymore. You go to sleep, I'll check the ticket first."

An Chuyu didn't finish the sentence, hung up the phone and fell asleep, forgetting to turn off the lights.

The hand still hurts, but something is different, it seems to be ironed by something.

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Xi Zheng booked a ticket for [-]:[-] am and arrived at Lukou Airport two hours later.Finally, there was no longer the Milky Way between him and An Chuyu.They now breathe the air of the same city and see the same scenery.

The driver arrived at the airport an hour earlier, picked him up and drove to the hotel.

Xi Zheng asked him: "Yu Yu is filming?"

The driver met Xi Zheng when he went to pick up someone from An Chuyu's house last time, and he knew the relationship between him and An Chuyu for a long time, so he said politely: "She went to the set after lunch at the hotel. The hotel is not far away, if Mr. Xi wants to go there, he has to call Tracy first, the crew is very strict."

Xi Zheng didn't want to go to the set. His identity is sensitive, and his relationship with An Chuyu has not been made public. Going rashly will cause her trouble.

"No, let's go back to the hotel first."

Even if he was going to watch An Chuyu's filming, he had to ask her opinion first.

　The two of them haven't done much yet, and I already feel that this rush is very sweet.

　　I'm really easy to please.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)