waiting for your starlight

Chapter 41

Only then did Yixi do so, but her expression was a little perplexed.He took half a step forward and stood behind her, and the two were very close.Holding a section of long hair in his right hand, he flipped it with his slender fingers deftly and twisted it into two loops.After the hair was raised, her snow-white back of the neck was also exposed. He lowered his head, and his warm breath blew on it. Yixi's body trembled, and she instinctively moved forward to hide.

"You... what are you doing?" The girl stared, like a cat with fried fur.

He looked natural, "I can't bear to look at your hair, let me fix it for you."

It was only then that Yixi realized that the hairpin had been inserted back into her head... So, he just helped her restore the bun?
"You can even do this?" She was incredulous.

"It should be said, I thought I would." Li Chenglang looked at it for a moment, "Now it seems that you have to let them do it for you again when you go back."

Yixi digested for a few seconds, then stood still.Don't think about what kind of strange shape she has been made by him, whether her hair is messed up like a chicken coop, she looks at the man's smiling eyes, and makes a somewhat incredible guess.

Is he... teasing her?

She lowered her head and thought wildly, he looked over curiously, "Yixi?"

"Ah? What?" Yixi was a little flustered.

Li Chenglang paused for two seconds, "Don't be too nervous. Actors will always encounter various problems during filming. As the first time acting, your performance is already very good. Just relax."

He said this casually, without even looking at her, which made Yixi really feel that being NG three or four times in front of Director Tan was nothing.The tense body slowly relaxed, and she looked at the man's handsome profile, and the slight resentment towards him disappeared without a trace.

Suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, she grabbed his hand and said excitedly: "I have a feeling. Come on, let's go back and shoot! This time I will not be angry with you, nor despise myself! Hurry up, hurry up!" !"

Li Chenglang looked at the two people's hands, and there was a subtle flash in his eyes.The girl's cheeks were flushed, and she was obviously lost in excitement, but he didn't stop him. Instead, he held her hand with the other hand and said with a smile, "Okay, let's go back and take pictures."

In the studio, Tan Weidong yelled "action", and this shot started shooting for the fourth time.

In the scene in the distant view, you can see the cold moonlight. Two people hugging each other are sitting on the open space in the garden, like duckweeds who are helpless and can only cling to each other.Then the camera moved closer along the track, Liu Ji was lying in the arms of the prince with a scary long arrow stuck in her chest, her hands were covered with blood, trembling, she wanted to touch his face, but she gave up halfway.

She closed her eyes and laughed at herself: "You really hit the spot. I would rather die than you have an accident. Your Royal Highness... wise and wise, I admire you..."

His face was expressionless, as if he was neither surprised nor sad, "I knew there would be an assassin tonight, but you don't have to save me."

He was still so ruthless, and in the end he wanted to make her understand how worthless his death was.She was powerless to care.The blood flowed more and more, she suddenly became flustered, and struggled to say: "Your Highness, I... I have always wanted to ask you, in the 13th year of Yuande, there was a girl who was seriously ill and dying at the head of Baqiao, was it...you rescued her?" I lost her...do you remember?"

He remained silent for a long time, and the light in her eyes dimmed a little bit. It was obviously the result that was expected long ago. Why did she refuse to give up in the end?His expression was so gloomy, his long eyelashes drooped, and his eyes were as dark as night. Yixi remembered that on his eighth birthday, when he was leaning against the column to smoke, his eyes were also like this at that time.so similar.

Had she really expected him to recognize her?After seeing each other for more than ten years, it was hard to meet again, no matter how rational I said I didn't care, deep down in my heart, I still had expectations.Just like Liu Ji, she clearly knew that the prince would not remember her, but she still had delusions, trying to prove that that experience was not only important to her alone.He also remembers.

But even if he really forgot, she wouldn't complain.She never expects anything in return for her dedication.She just wants him to be well.

Li Chenglang noticed that Yixi's expression had changed. He was originally desperate, but in an instant, there was fire dancing in the cloud of cold ashes.That was her last lingering, as she said just now, even though she suffered countless injuries, to the last moment of her life, she still loved him.

Li Chenglang met her eyes, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated, his fingertips felt numb, like an electric shock.He felt that the blood in his whole body was mobilized. This was the pleasure he had only when he played against evenly matched opponents. No matter how good Yixi's acting was before, he had never been so excited.

She shrank into his arms, as if she wanted to snuggle deeper.Those beautiful eyes blinked, and finally closed slowly. She asked repeatedly with the last of her strength, but didn't wait for his answer anymore.

"do you remember me?"

The night wind whipped up the peach petals, and they fell one after another, causing chaos all over the body.Yi Ren in his arms was silent, he sat on the ground holding her, his face was as indifferent as a stone, only his stiff body revealed his emotions.

Tan Weidong looked at the monitor, thinking that he would shout in three seconds, but he didn't expect that Li Chenglang, who was supposed to stay still until the end, suddenly raised his hand on the screen.

The assistant director's eyes widened, Tan Weidong stared at the screen, and his emotions suddenly became excited.

Li Chenglang held Yixi's blood-stained right hand, and slowly pressed it to his face, finishing what she hadn't done just now.She closed her eyes without any response, but he looked down at her, and after a moment said softly, "I don't remember."

In the end, he finally answered her question, although she could no longer hear her.But what does it matter, she already knew the answer, and what she asked for was nothing more than he said it himself.

Those four words are infinitely indifferent, yet extremely compassionate.

(End of this chapter)