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It was still raining outside the window, and the cold wind was blowing.

In the office, song Tingchen leaned against the sofa and closed his eyes. The door was gently opened.

It was Qin Youle who came in. She was wearing a wine red sweater and black woolen pants. Her long brown curly hair was draped over her shoulders. She looked like a literary and artistic element. Because of the rain, there are still some drops of water on her trousers.

Seeing that song Tingchen was still asleep, Qin Youle tiptoed to song Tingchen and sat down.

"Tingchen..." Qin Youle gently rubbed song Tingchen's eyebrows with her finger. She loved him, but she didn't see him for more than half a month. The whole person has lost a circle, and her usual elegant temperament has disappeared. At first glance, she still has a trace of depression.

Feeling a warm touch, song Tingchen slowly opened his eyes.

At the first sight, Qin Youle's facial features were magnified in his eyes. Song Tingchen was a little confused. He looked at Qin Youle in a daze for a long time.

"Is that you?" After a long time, song Tingchen asked slowly.

Qin Youle's eyes were red. She opened her eyes wide, nodded slightly and said softly, "it's me."

"Qin Youle!" Song Tingchen immediately sat up. He held Qin Youle in his arms and said excitedly, "Qin Youle, is it really you?"

Song Tingchen's hand tightly pressed Qin Youle's head. He whispered, "is it really you? Qin Youle, tell me you won't leave again. "

Qin Youle flushed her eyes, put her bracelet on song Tingchen's waist and gently replied, "I'll never go again."

Hearing Qin Youle's words, song Tingchen gradually relaxed. He buried his head in Qin Youle's neck and greedily breathed the taste of Qin Youle.

"Director Song! Song Dao! "

Feeling someone pushing him, song Tingchen suddenly woke up, and he suddenly sat up straight.

"Director Song, are you okay?" Seeing that song Tingchen suddenly sat up, the assistant was also startled. He subconsciously stepped back and asked anxiously, "Director Song, how's it going? Are you all right? "

Song Tingchen took a deep breath. He stared at his assistant and asked, "Why are you here?"

"I..."

"Where am I?" Feeling the swelling of his temples, song Tingchen covered his forehead and looked around before he remembered that he seemed to have fallen asleep in the office just now.

"Director Song, this is in your office." The assistant swallowed his breath. His eyes kept staring at Song Tingchen because he was afraid if song Tingchen was uncomfortable.

"Oh." Song Tingchen sadly covered his cheek with his hands. He lowered his head and closed his eyes tightly. The scene in his dream just now was so real that he could even feel the temperature on Qin Youle and hear Qin Youle's breathing.

Seeing song Tingchen lowering his head, the assistant looked at the time and carefully reminded him, "Director Song, the shooting time is coming. Do you think you want to go there?"

"I'll be right there." Song Tingchen looked at the time and stood up. After working for so many years, he had hardly asked for leave. Now is the most critical moment, and he can't relax.

"Director Song, is your body really all right?" Seeing that song Tingchen was walking unsteadily, the assistant said anxiously, "I don't think your face is very good. It's better to have a rest in the afternoon. President Huang said that you have been in the office in the morning."

Song Tingchen was silent. He sorted out the data in his hand.

Seeing that song Tingchen insisted, the assistant had to secretly send a message to Huang Zhiming. He thought that maybe only Huang Zhiming could stop song Tingchen.

"How's it going?" Song Tingchen strode into the shooting site. As usual, a large number of staff gathered in the studio.

When song Tingchen came in, everyone nodded.

Song Tingchen glanced at he Mo and Han Yi holding the script. They were talking about their lines, and other staff were busy at their respective posts.

"Lao song, I'm almost ready." Li Dao came over and said, "I also asked he Mo and Han Yi. They have a tacit understanding now. This play in the afternoon should not take too long."

Song Tingchen nodded slightly. He handed the information in his hand to guide Li and walked to he mo.

"Director Song." He Mo nodded.

"He Mo, come here for a minute. I have something to tell you." A sudden pain in his head made song Tingchen frown.

Following song Tingchen to one side, he Mo asked with concern, "Director Song, are you okay? I don't think you're in good shape. "

Song Tingchen shook his head. He moved his lips and swallowed his words back.

"What's the matter?" Seeing song Tingchen hesitating, he Mo said with a light smile, "Director Song, if you have anything you want to say, just say it directly. There is no need to be taboo."

"He Mo," song Tingchen asked calmly after a pause, "he Mo, I want to ask you, has Youle contacted you recently?"

Hearing Qin Youle's name, he Mo frowned and shook his head.

"Forget it." Song Tingchen took a deep breath. In fact, he had guessed the answer, but he was unwilling to give up any clues.

"Wait a minute," he Mo stopped song Tingchen when he saw him leaving. "Director Song, can I know what's wrong between you and Youle? She hasn't contacted me since she asked for leave with you at that time. "

Song Tingchen looked back and smiled bitterly at he Mo: "nothing."

"Is she all right now?" He Mo couldn't help asking.

Song Tingchen's pupils shrunk. He looked at he Mo coldly and didn't speak.

"Director Song, don't get me wrong." Seeing that song Tingchen's face was not very good, he Mo calmly explained, "I think you should know the relationship between me and Youle. We are more brothers and sisters than men and women."

Song Tingchen tightly pursed his lips and still didn't speak.

"I just want to know how Youle is now." He Mo no longer explained. He looked at Song Tingchen faintly and said, "no, even you don't know how Youle is now?"

"She's fine now." Song Tingchen looked at he Mo for a long time and said so faintly.

Looking at the back of song Tingchen leaving, he Mo sighed. As Qin Youle's good friends, he and Lin Yi are trying to contact Qin Youle, but Qin Youle evaporated and left no news.

This scene also naturally fell into Han Yi's eyes, and a trace of cunning flashed in her eyes.

"Lao song?"

"OK, get ready to start." Song Tingchen sat in front of the camera. He stared at the camera and whispered, "ask again, there's no problem."

"Are you ready?" Guide Li shouted loudly.

Seeing that every work was ready, guide Li nodded to the staff who played the board and motioned to each other.

Shooting is not as simple as director Li said. In order to pursue the best effect, song Tingchen insisted on shooting several times. When the shooting was over, it was seven or eight in the evening.

"Lao song, I think you are very tired. Go back and have a rest. I'll do these jobs." After the shooting, director Li patted song Tingchen on the shoulder and advised, "it won't work like this. My body will collapse."

"Well, it's hard for you." This time, song Tingchen didn't insist any more. He went straight out.

"Director Song, let me take you back." The assistant said uneasily, "I'll take you to Kangcheng international, and then I'll pick you up tomorrow morning. What do you think?"

Song Tingchen waved. Although the company also equipped him with a driver, he seldom used it to go to and from work. He only used it when he went to see customers.

Seeing the man standing at the door, song Tingchen was stunned.

"Hey, Tingchen!" In summer, he spread his hands and made a gesture of hug.

Song Tingchen glanced at the staff next to him. He couldn't help laughing. Although, as an employee of his crew, many stars, large and small, have met, many female employees can't help but be attracted when they meet in summer.

"Why are you here?" Before summer, song Tingchen directly threw his briefcase into summer's hand. Summer also tacitly caught the briefcase.

"No, I thought the bag was empty. I didn't expect such a thing." Summer opened his bag. When he saw the thick documents in the bag, he asked in surprise, "song Tingchen, what are you doing? Is it not enough to work in the company for a day and face these annoying documents when you go home? "

Song Tingchen consciously opened the door of his summer car and said in a low voice, "you think ah, you can't take it home to finish the work if you haven't finished it."

"Work can never be done." In the summer, he closed the door for song Tingchen. He went around to the driving position and comforted him with painstaking efforts, "song Tingchen, you will overdraft your body with such a high-intensity work. You should, like me, put it down and have a rest when you have time. "

After fastening his seat belt, song Tingchen took a look at summer, closed his eyes and said wearily, "childe Xia, I also want to be like you. You still have a brother. You don't need to take care of the company at home. You can do whatever you want. I can't. My father has decided to hand over the morning light to me."

Summer quickly started the car: "then stop being a director. Don't you find something for yourself?"

"This is my dream." Song Tingchen said quietly that his childhood dream is to be a director, and the facts have proved that he really has talent in this aspect.

"Forget it, you man." Summer sighed helplessly, "you have two jobs like this. It's really hard. You have to think clearly."

Song Tingchen didn't speak. He closed his eyes and was too tired to speak.

"Tingchen, you and..."

"Why did you come?" Song Tingchen quickly interrupted Xia Xia's words. He opened his eyes and asked softly, "where are you going? It's not the way to Kangcheng. "

"Back to Cannes so early." Summer smiled playfully at Song Tingchen, "I went to have a very good supper with a beautiful woman two days ago. Let me take you too. Is that interesting enough?"

Song Tingchen gave a white look and said lazily in summer, "I'm not interested. I still have a job. Turn around at the intersection and send me back."