The Stolen Five Years

Time flowed from fingers like an hourglass. In the quiet living room, only the tick of the pendulum clock could be heard. Even Chujin's snoring and Xuanxuan's heavy breathing were filtered out by the silence. There is a faint smell of tobacco floating from the French window, lingering in my nose, disturbing my thoughts.

Liang Sheng seemed to recover from his thoughts, lowered his voice and said haughtily, "these are things between me and her. Even if we encounter difficulties in the future, I believe she can face them bravely with me."

On the one hand, he swore sovereignty to director Qin. On the other hand, he also expressed his trust or expectation for me. I will knee up, quietly curled up the body, in the heart, suddenly have a trace of sweet feeling.

Maybe for a lot of women. The result of a love is very important. If you can't see the future, some people would rather give up and comfort themselves with words like "long pain is better than short pain". But for me. What I care more about is the process, the distance and tacit understanding between the two hearts. This kind of feeling has never been experienced with Liu Nanhao before. It makes me intoxicated, fascinates me, and makes me sink without limit.

This time, it was director Qin's turn to be silent. He sighed and said with a smile, "don't worry, I still understand the reason why brothers and wives can't play."

"That's good." Liang Sheng light Nan.

After a moment's silence, director Qin asked softly, "well, now?"

"What?"

"Just let them sleep like this?"

Liang Sheng had a movement. He probably got up. His voice was a little lazy. Then the rustling footsteps came closer and closer. Liang Sheng lowered his voice and said, "take two women to bed. Chu Jin, let him sleep on the carpet."

"Poof." I suddenly couldn't help but make a slight sound of wanting to laugh. For fear of being found by Liang Sheng, I immediately moved and pretended to cough.

A huge shadow enveloped my whole body, and then a pair of hands picked me up. The faint rose fragrance and tobacco flavor, full of mellow masculinity. Liang Sheng took me to the bed in the bedroom, tucked me in, and gently printed a kiss on my forehead. His action made my whole heart beat out of rhythm.

When I woke up in a daze, it was in the middle of the night. I shrunk my neck. My head was heavy as if I had been filled with lead. Tianlinggai felt a little painful. I half squinted and turned over. Liang Sheng's sleeping face was close at hand. I was so surprised that I suddenly woke up. I held my breath and didn't dare to move.

I quietly head out, the bedroom door closed, the living room is still quiet, do not know if they are still a few. Why is Liang Sheng lying next to me? I turned to look at him, he suddenly frowned, hummed a sentence from his throat: "are you awake?"

My heart clapped for a while, Zheng Leng for a few seconds before nodding weakly, asked him in a low voice: "they?"

Liang Sheng stretched out his hand from the quilt and took me into his arms. His chin was against my forehead. He casually replied, "Qin Zhuren has gone back. Xuanxuan and Chujin are sleeping in the living room."

"You. Just went to bed? " Ear is his heartbeat, I shrink in his arms motionless, look at the sky is estimated to have three or four o'clock in the morning, Haicheng day is long and night is short. On a sunny day, it will be bright at five or six.

Liang Sheng's chin rubbed a few times in front of my forehead and hummed, "I've been sleeping for a while."

Silent for a few seconds, he suddenly called me: "Yan'er."

"Well?" I'm sleepy with my eyes closed.

"Shall we sleep like this every day?"

Mean as he is. Arrogant as he is, gentle as he is, his sudden tenderness is like water, as if the warm sun in winter melted my whole heart. I can still remember. A few hours ago, he and director Qin sat in front of the French window to talk about the words, I wonder, will be in his heart. There is also an old man, who has no sense of security, will feel lonely in some lonely times, and will be affectionate to his lover; When the old man showed up. He is fragile like a child, leaning on my chest, capricious coquetry.

"Well." I nodded.

Liang Sheng suddenly forced me to hold more tightly, as if to rub me into his body.

So I sleep with him and wake up again. It's daybreak.

I woke up suddenly, just like I had a dream that I was late for school on Monday morning, and then I woke up suddenly.

I panic to look at the side. The thin silk was empty, and the moving pillow told me that someone did sleep last night. He was still wearing yesterday's dress, and his head was still a little sleepy. After a look at the time, it was already eleven o'clock at noon.

"No!" I also promised tranquility that I would help her send the contract to that company. I was a little excited after drinking last night, and I completely forgot about it. Yesterday, the sales manager of that company specially said hello to us and said that they would go as early as possible, because their boss was away from the company in the afternoon.

I couldn't care too much. I put on my slippers and hurriedly opened the door. There was no one in the living room. The reception area and the messy dining table were cleaned up, and the ash in the ashtray was cleaned. The familiar fragrance was everywhere in the room.

After washing in the quickest time, I went out with my bag. When I was on the way, I called Liang Sheng and was transferred to the message box. It's important to send the contract right now. After a while, when Liang Sheng saw my missed call, he should know that I had been looking for him. So he stopped a car and went straight to Yuansheng.

Yuansheng is much colder than usual on holidays. Most of the employees are on leave except for some business departments. As soon as I entered the lobby, a front desk colleague said hello to me. When there were some people in the crowd, I asked the front desk, "today's holiday, why are there so many people?"

The front desk answered enthusiastically: "Shen Zhu. Tomorrow, the new director of makeup will come to the post. Today, the personnel will work overtime to train the new batch of interns. "

"Oh." I nodded, waiting for the elevator and asked: "it seems that there are more interns, are they all makeup artists?"

The front desk politely apologized to me: "sorry, I'm not very clear about that."

"Never mind, thank you."

I followed the intern and squeezed into the elevator. As soon as the door closed, someone poked me on the shoulder. I looked back and Yuan Yushan chuckled at me.

I just wanted to ask her how she was here, considering the number of people here. It's not convenient to talk. On second thought, it may be arranged by director Qin, but the efficiency is quite high. It's only two or three days since I came to attend the training.

Yuan Yushan stood behind me and didn't say anything. The elevator stopped on the floor of the film and Television Center, and everyone rushed out. I was forced to the inside. Yuan Yushan was the last one to go out. Before she left, she waved to me with a smile and said goodbye.