Waiting Upon You

The bottom of the cage was stiff, Ling Lang adjusted several postures, and finally sat down leaning on the corner, holding his knees. The camouflage wall did not open, and he could not see the sight of the living room, nor could he hear any sound from Feng Hao.

He closed his eyes, his eyes shaking so much that Feng Hao was sitting on the sofa without saying a word. He knew that Feng Hao was really angry. He had never seen Feng Hao like that, so indifferent, so ruthless, Like he might be kicked out of the house at any time.

He buried his head in his knees, and slowly he fell silent, unconsciously, he fell asleep.

Ling Lang woke up once in the middle. He didn't know how long it had been, nor did it know what time it was now. Keeping the same posture for a long time made his body numb.

He looked around, it was dark, Feng Hao apparently hadn't come, he curled up and lay down, there was a cold iron plate under him, no quilt, and his body felt cold for a while.

Ling Lang had never been in love before meeting Feng Hao, but he knew that normal couples quarreled, and the result would certainly not be like this. If he and Feng Hao are just ordinary lovers, now he can sleep in a warm bed and drive Feng Hao to the sofa.

There was resentment in his heart, not hatred Feng Hao, but hate himself, the one who shouted loudly with Feng Hao, could not even forgive himself.

He was not afraid of being locked in a cage at all, he was so afraid that Feng Hao would drive him away, what he was most worried about was that Feng Hao would appear in front of himself in the next second, saying that he didn't need a disobedient dog, It would be more unbearable than a quarrel between lovers and saying that the breakup would be unbearable. His reliance on Feng Hao has unknowingly exceeded his imagination.

Ling Lang thought wildly, and fell asleep like this, and when he woke up again, the sky was bright.

He came out of the cage without using the master bedroom's bathroom. He cleaned himself up in another bathroom and returned to the cage again. He never met Feng Hao from the beginning to the end.

After a while, he heard Feng Hao rise, and there were all kinds of familiar sounds from outside, the sound of water in the bathroom, the sound of the hood in the kitchen, the sound of the collision of the keys, the last slam, the door closed, and everything was restored. Silent.

Time seemed to stand still, the air stopped flowing, and Ling Lang sat motionless in the cage, gradually turning into a statue.

In Langzhong, he heard his cell phone ring, and repeated it several times. After the phone is completely quiet, the landline takes its place.

After a long period of time, the doorbell rang, and only the agent would be found in this order. Ling Lang buried his head again to isolate irrelevant sounds to the back of his head.

The agent rang the doorbell for a long time before giving up, the room was quiet again, Ling Lang lost his sense of time, and in the dimness, he actually fell asleep again.

This time Ling Lang was awakened by the sound of opening the door. He heard the footsteps of leather shoes stepping on the floor, with a sound, from weak to strong, until he stopped at his ear. He opened his eyes and sure enough saw Feng Hao's shoes appearing in front of him.

Feng Hao squatted down, "How long will you stay there without eating or drinking? If there is a bathroom in the cage, do you intend to live in it forever?"

Ling Lang was silent.

Feng Hao opened the cage door, "Come out."

Linglang pattern did not move.

He repeated again, "Come out."

Ling Lang still didn't move.

"If you don't come out, I'll lock the cage. It won't be long before you ask me to let you out," Feng Hao threatened.

Ling Lang looked up at him and lowered his head.

Feng Hao sighed.

"Come out, I forgive you."

Ling Lang then crawled out of the cage and got into Feng Hao's arms.

Feng Hao touched his back from top to bottom, "Why are you so stingy?"

Ling Lang closed her eyes and enjoyed Feng Hao's touch. It seemed that there was no more comfortable movement under the sky. With such a warm touch, the cold 24 hours in the cage was completely gone.

"Hungry?" Feng Hao's hand moved to his head, rubbing his hair.

Ling Lang felt it, "thirsty."

When he heard his voice, he found that the vocal cords were already hoarse. Feng Hao is right. If he really locks the cage door, he won't be able to bear his thirst any time soon.

"Milk?" Feng Hao asked.

Ling Lang nodded.

"wait for me."

Not long after Feng Hao came back with warm milk, Ling Lang lay on the ground, licking the milk on the plate a little, this time the milk felt sweeter than last time, Ling Lang was almost obsessed with this taste.

After Ling Lang licked all the milk, Feng Hao picked up the plate, "I'll cook some porridge for you, and you call the agent. You disappeared for a day, and he almost deafened my ears."

Unsurprisingly, Ling Lang counted him through the phone fiercely. Rarely, Lang Lang didn't interrupt him, and he obediently heard it from beginning to end until the other side was dissipated.

"Are you sick today?" The economic man realized that Ling Lang was abnormal after venting. Usually, in this case, he specified that he would be hung up by the other party.

"No."

"Really? Your voice sounds dumb?"

"Signal is not good."

"Well then," the agent doubted him, "I have your show tomorrow, so be on time with the crew."

"Got it."

Ling Lang hung up the phone and looked at the call history of the mobile phone. The entire eleven missed calls came from the agent. If one day he really disappears, probably only he will find himself all over the world.

After the porridge was cooked, Feng Haosheng came out and put it on the floor next to the dining table.

Ling Lang was puzzled, obviously he just said he had forgiven.

"You can't eat at the table today. This is a punishment for not getting the little red flowers yesterday."

Then Ling Lang remembered, "But ..."

"No, but it is broken, no reason is needed, this punishment is already very light."

Ling Lang no longer refutes, as long as Feng Hao does not rush him out, he is willing even if he wants to eat at his feet.

When Ling Lang arrived in the crew the next day, he actually saw Wu Guanfeng. His drug response had passed, and he looked no different from usual. He greeted him proudly when he saw Ling Lang.

Feng Hao didn't know what method was used to cover up the truth of Wu Guanfeng's fainting. The other party didn't even know that he had stopped for Ling Lang.

"How do you tell him?" Ling Lang asked Feng Hao.

"I just asked the doctor to tell him that fainting was caused by excessive fatigue."

"……and then?"

Feng Hao faintly smiled, "I want him to be energy-saving and avoid **** within three months."

For the first time, Ling Lang sympathized with Wu Guanfeng.

Feng Hao went to change clothes next door. When Ling Lang cleaned the table, she found a note under the makeup box.

——I'll be waiting for you at noon in the West Fourth Palace.

The payment is the single name of the actress. If it had not been checked online last time, he would hardly remember it.

He rubbed the note into the wastebasket if he didn't want to, and no matter what reason Feng Hao prevented the two from seeing each other, as long as he said, he would do it. If he didn't want to say a reason, he would never ask.

After filming the scene in the morning, he stayed in the lounge obediently, and finished the meal to memorize the script, as if the note had not appeared at all in the morning.

In the afternoon, the queen mother summoned the emperor, and the queen mother's nephew Wu Guanfeng was also at the scene. It was also the place where the battle was called. The place was called Xiaoci Palace, and the movie city was Xier Palace.

When everyone came to the Xier Palace after lunch, they were all surprised. Many facilities in the palace were damaged, the curtains were cut, the sheets were torn, and even the seat cushions were scratched to reveal the cotton inside. .

The officer in charge ran hurriedly. After lunch, he was particularly sleepy somehow, and fell asleep to sleep. He didn't hear any movements until he was just awakened.

The producers and producers were furious, but they could not delay the progress of the filming, so they had to get people from the studios, and they were shocked when they saw the tragic scene.

"Similar to Xi Ergong ... there is only the Xi Ergong next door. Most of the patterns are the same, and there may be a little difference in the display."

Everyone discussed it and decided to move to the West Fourth Palace. Feng Hao just walked a few steps and received a call from the bodyguard.

"The test report determined that the card had been manipulated by someone, and the fingerprints detected on it were one of Mr. Wu's and the other one from the flower shop. There was no third person."

"Have you checked the flower shop?"

"Yes, the person who bought the flower is the woman described by the young master."

Feng Hao's hands tightened.

"Also, the message from the younger master said that the woman had met Mr. Yi not long ago and asked us to be extra careful."

Feng Hao's eyes sank. "Why did you say this today?"

"That's what I just learned."

Feng Hao swallowed heavily. "Book me a ticket for next week."

"Yes."

Feng Hao hung up the phone and stood there for a long time with a dark expression on his face. Then he walked in the direction of the West Fourth Palace.

A bodyguard hurried over, the one who took the flowers and greeting cards that day.

"I found it in the basket in Mr. Ling's lounge," he passed to Feng Hao, who had apparently crumpled and unrolled a note, "the handwriting came from the same person as the message on the card."

Feng Hao quickly scanned the contents of the note, "Xi Fourth Palace?" He murmured in his heart.

He suddenly hurriedly hurried to the West Fourth House. The bodyguard was unknown, but followed him reflexively, but found that his trained man could not keep up with Feng Hao's speed.

The staff arranged the equipment in the West Fourth Palace with the fastest efficiency. The director made a round tour in the room. The lighting here is much worse than the next door, but at this time, he can only step back.

Wu Guanfeng also walked in with a big swing. He waited to give Ling Lang a kick in the show, which was manifested in the fact that he would "carelessly" drop the tea cup on his foot.

He looked around in the room and couldn't find the pedals, but saw another prop that could be used to play, and he had a clever idea.

Ling Lang stood outside the palace and saw Wu Guanfeng lean out half of his head and greeted him, "Brother, please come here for a while. I have something to discuss with you."

He walked step by step, seeing that the palace door was getting closer and closer.

"Don't go in!" When Feng Hao arrived, he saw the shadow of the golden dragon robe flash and disappear into the door.

He didn't want to rush forward, Ling Lang felt that he was being pulled out of the door by a huge pull, and at that moment, there was a deafening loud noise, and a dazzling fire flickered in front of him, followed by a heat wave pushing him I went out a long way, and when I landed, I was pressed tightly by myself. Numerous tiny fragments flew out of it at high speed and crackled on them.

After tens of seconds, everything was silent, and Ling Lang finally realized that an explosion had just occurred.

The person pressing on him confirmed his safety, and then sat up from him.

"Are you okay?" Feng Hao's voice was unusually calm, a little too calm.

Ling Lang also rubbed his eyes and sat up, and Shishi ran into his eyes, leaving him unable to open his eyes for a while.

"I'm fine," Ling Lang finally opened his eyes, and Feng Hao's outline gradually became clear in the confused vision, Ling Lang froze.

Feng Hao sat there calmly, as if nothing had happened.

His eyes were tightly closed, and two tear-like bloodstains flowed from the bottom of his eyes.

The author has something to say: The cheat sheet of the crew's record:

Act 50: The murderer of the anti-explosive agent in Xisigong Palace had [mini13899911] threw a mine, [the other side] threw a mine, [Ath] threw a mine, and I guess the three will never throw mine again ...

Drop: [Feng Hao's second MV]

Last time someone criticized Yi lyrics for not writing well (although I personally think it was good), which directly caused the second song "The Most Dazzling National Seal" to be aborted, so I asked for a new song name.