Borrowing a Kiss

    The filming took place at night.

    Liang Muqiu followed him for a day, but at night there was nothing to do with him.

      A little spirit.

    Now the assistant director is playing against two actors, and he is about to play Xu Jie walking on campus with Chen Mingsheng on his back.

    Liang Muqiu looked at the disgraced expressions of the two actors, turned her head and smiled at Cen Nan, "It seems that Xu Jie and Chen Mingsheng are not as good as you.

    Liu Fengtao raised his head when he heard the words, looked at Cen Nan with a calm and gentle face, "Did Brother Cen also fight before? Not quite, he looks like a good student, Not as skinny as we are."

    Liang Muqiu sneered.

    A good student is not fake, but a bad student is not fake.

    "Haven't you heard the phrase "face is white and heart is black", it's him," Liang Muqiu said, "he used to learn Sanda, and the fights he played were better than the basketball games you played. A lot."

    He didn't know it at first.

    One time, Cen Nan had a conflict with the vocational high school next door because he helped a little girl. He beat up five people and got blood on his face.

    But it wasn't someone else's hit at all, it was Cen Nan who accidentally rubbed against the stone wall.

    When he saw it, he thought that Cen Nan had suffered some serious injury, and he was half-dead with heartache. Cen Nan took the opportunity to ask him to kiss, and he kissed him. If he wanted to touch him, he also let it go .

    When he checked it carefully, he realized that this person didn't even have a broken skin.

    It was a waste of his tenderness.

    Liu Fengtao looked at Cen Nan strangely, and muttered, "You can't look like a person."

    Cen Nan's expression was indifferent, arranged by De Liang Muqiu.

    Liang Muqiu and Liu Fengtao chatted for a while about tomorrow's studio arrangement, and left the studio with Cen Nan.

    Because Cen Nan won't be on the set tomorrow, he said hello to the few people he knew in the past few days, and he didn't forget to ask the whole crew to take out a meal before leaving.

    As for Wen Yang, he didn't hold back the share carefully, but he had to give him a cold look before leaving, thinking that this man would work with Liang Muqiu for a month, he was overwhelmed with jealousy.

    But Liang Muqiu couldn't know, so he quickly withdrew his gaze.

    Liu Fengtao smiled and patted him on the shoulder, "Goodbye brother, welcome you to visit again, you're here, our food will go up."

    Cen Nan also smiled, "Definitely."

    Out of the set, Cen Nan and Liang Muqiu didn't go to any restaurant with special reservations, they just found a seaside stall by the sea.

    Although this place is close to the sea, it is not a beautiful scenic spot developed by locals.

    Liang Muqiu likes to eat grilled prawns, but he doesn't like to peel them, so Cen Nan will peel them one by one for him, playing the piano and playing chess, he can do this kind of delicate work quickly, and it doesn't take long Set up a plate for Liang Muqiu.

    The boss of the stall brought the grilled squid to the table. Seeing Cen Nan taking care of Liang Muqiu so meticulously, he was stunned for a moment, then smiled kindly, made his own judgment, and asked, "Are you two brothers? Ah, it looks like it to me."

    Liang Muqiu and Cen Nan were both startled.

    Cen Nan glanced at Liang Muqiu, but smiled, and answered the boss's words, "Yes. Which of us is your brother?"

    The boss said without hesitation, "It must be you, your brother looks tender at first glance."

    After speaking, the boss went to greet the other tables.

    Cen Nan retracted his gaze and said to Liang Muqiu, "Did you hear, brother, that we have a husband and wife relationship."

    This is shameless.

    Liang Muqiu didn't eat the shrimp, and kicked him under the table first.

    After dinner, they didn't go back to the hotel, they walked on the beach in the dark.

      I could only smell the salty and moist sea breeze, blowing on my face, and it was a little cold when it was close to summer.

    Liang Muqiu kept walking with her head down and didn't speak, as if she was looking for pearls in the sand.

    He hasn't been very happy since he finished eating.

    Cen Nan will be leaving tomorrow, and he and Cen Nan will not see each other for nearly a month.

    Seriously, this is the first time that Cen Nan has been separated from him for so long after the reunion.

    Before going to Yunzhou, he was on a business trip. Cen Nan stayed in Bincheng to wait for him. He didn't feel any discomfort, just like every business trip in the past.

    But tomorrow, Cen Nan will leave him.

    Like seven years ago.

    Liang Muqiu stopped and looked at the waves in the distance. On this quiet beach, the sound of the waves was particularly obvious.

    He asked Cen Nan, "What time is your flight tomorrow?"

    "Eleven point fifteen."

    Liang Muqiu stopped talking again and kicked the stones under her feet.

    Although the beach was dark, there were still a few street lights, Cen Nan could clearly see the dissatisfaction on Liang Muqiu's face through the dim yellow light, her delicate profile was tight, and her lips were tight on.

    He didn't know what Liang Muqiu was thinking at this time, he just thought that Liang Muqiu didn't want him to go.

    He reached out and touched the top of Liang Muqiu's soft hair, "Are you reluctant to let me go?"

    Cen Nan didn't want to leave either.

    The sequelae of being separated for seven years are more serious than Liang Muqiu.

    He thought about Ren Qihan's irritable face, but he left it behind after only two seconds.

    "Are you coming to see me?" he asked, "If you really don't want me to go, I can stay for a few more days."

    But Liang Muqiu shook his head.

    He waved Cen Nan's hand away.

    "I don't want to take you to the airport," he looked into Cen Nan's eyes, "I sent you seven years ago, and then you never came back."

    He didn't really want to reconcile with Cen Nan.

    He also had a good time these days, like he got a vacation, he briefly forgot the separation of so many years, and he and Cen Nan returned to the past.

    But soon Cen Nan is leaving.

    His nightmares over the past few years have rolled over again, even if he wants to pretend he doesn't care.

    In those days, he sent Cen Nan to the airport full of reluctance. When he left, Cen Nan said that he would come back to see him during the summer vacation. He was reluctant, but he said yes.

    It was the first time that Cen Nan had been separated from him so far.

    Four months.

    He thought it had grown unimaginably, and he didn't know how to get through it.

    I didn't expect the last seven years.

    Liang Muqiu's nose was a little sour, he turned his eyes away and looked at the wave line not far away.

    He wanted to say it as easily as possible, but his voice was still a little trembling, "I haven't been to the airport for a long time, and I always take the high-speed train when I go out, because as soon as I enter the airport, I think of you Say goodbye to me at the airport, you turned around and left, I thought you would come back, but you didn't."

    "It's the same now," he said. "I always feel like I'll drop you off at the airport and you'll never come back."

    Liang Muqiu blinked, her eyes sore for a while.

    He thought, the reunion is probably like them.

    The mirror closed.

    They are still as bright as ever, carving dragons and phoenixes, and they still have each other in their hearts.

    But the rift caused by this separation will always remain there.

    No craftsmanship can make it truly perfect.

    He looked up at Cen Nan again, and he couldn't tell whether it was pain or boredom in his eyes, and he didn't want to be trapped in the past, but how could he forget it.

      sea.

    Liang Muqiu sighed and wiped her face, not knowing what to say for a while.

    Cen Nan stretched out his hand and took him into his arms, but he did not resist.

    Cen Nan's arms were very warm. On this cool beach, he pressed against Cen Nan's chest and could clearly feel the temperature and heartbeat of Cen Nan's chest.

    "I'm sorry," Cen Nan kissed the top of his hair, "I'm sorry."

    Apologizing is useless.

    But at this moment, apart from apologizing, he has nothing to give Liang Muqiu.

    The pain of a long absence can only be healed by time, but no one knows how long it will take.

    He thought about it again and again, and said carefully, "Then do you want me to stay? Actually, at the office, if I don't go back, Ren Qihan can't do anything to me."

    He's not lying.

    He is Ren Qihan's partner, and it is his duty to work hard, but there is nothing he can do if he is really picky. After all, half of the starting capital of the law firm is his.

    Liang Muqiu was still immersed in emotions, but she was a little speechless when she heard this.

    He raised his head and looked at Cen Nan faintly.

    He didn't expect that people who used to be calm and restrained from public and private will now lose their heads and don't want to work.

    He doesn't know if he should feel that his charm has improved, or that Cen Nan has become a fool now.

    "You're sick," he scolded impolitely, his eyes cold, "I'm not only working this time, and I will travel more often in the future, you are going to resign to me Are you a valet?"

    He thought about it and added, "I won't pay you if you want to be."

    Cen Nan laughed.

    "It's okay," he kissed Liang Muqiu's forehead, "I don't want a salary."

    If he is down now and can't give Liang Muqiu a good life, he will be more eager to succeed.

    But the assets under his name, Qiuqiu to support him, are probably more than enough.

    "I don't want it either." Liang Muqiu pushed him away.

    His tears have stopped, but there is a little tear left, and the sea breeze still hurts.

    He said to Cen Nan, "Let's go, even if we don't have today, we will have to separate sooner or later. If I can't even overcome this, and I'm still hypocritical, then we will also There's no need to be together. I'm not that vulnerable yet."

    Broken mirrors cannot be restored as new, but roses can be planted in the cracks.