Divorced Actor Picking Up Garbage - Chap 127
Yan Zixiu didn’t have the slightest impression of these two messages, since it was sent at six o’clock in the evening, it was even less likely that he was sleeping at that time.
He read it a few more times, then sat up and turned on the lamp.
Only then did Yan Zixiu realize that he was not sleeping in the bedroom with Jing Shaoci, but in the guest room.
Only one person had ever been able to move him while he was sleeping.
Yan Zixiu’s eyes dimmed for a moment, he raised his hand to touch his chest, and then the corners of his mouth curled into a curve that was uglier than crying.
“Very good…very good.”
If Jing Shaoci can stay away from him, it can be regarded as a timely stop loss.
He said yes over and over again, but the dull pain in his heart made him sore in his throat that he couldn’t breathe.
Yan Zixiu curled up his legs, then hugged his hands and buried his face in it.
The moment he turned on the desk lamp, Jing Shaoci saw it from the control interface on the phone.
He looked at it silently for a while, and after looking away, Jing Shaoci finally did not choose to go to the guest room.
Yan Zixiu didn’t know how long he sat there until the door was pushed open by a big hand.
Jing Shaoci saw his posture as soon as he walked in, and immediately put down the bowl in his hand and sat down beside the bed.
“What’s the matter, is there something uncomfortable?”
Yan Zixiu froze for a moment, then mechanically raised his head little by little.
Those familiar black eyes were still full of anxiety and worry.
The warm touch of the big hand on his arm reassured him and pained him.
Yan Zixiu didn’t speak, but just looked at him with his eyes for a moment.
“Yan Yan.” Jing Shaoci’s big hands tightened slightly, “If you don’t want to talk to me, can I call my parents?”
Yan Zixiu’s pupils moved, and it took a while before he opened his mouth and said, “You have heard me say those words, why are you still obsessed with it?”
Jing Shaoci’s big hand trembled, and then let go of his arm.
He didn’t leave as Yan Zixiu thought, but got up and picked up the bowl he just put down from the side, and then sat back.
“You’ve been sleeping all day, you should be hungry. This is red bean dumpling. I just learned it this afternoon.”
Yan Zixiu was never picky about his diet, but Jing Shaoci knew that he liked sweets.
Every time there was something sweet, the person took two extra bites.
He picked up the spoon with his slender fingers, scooped up a spoon, blew a few mouthfuls, and handed it to Yan Zixiu’s mouth.
Seeing that he did not open his mouth for a long time, Jing Shaoci looked at him and said, “It’s not hot, it’s very sweet.”
Yan Zixiu turned his head away from looking at him, and said in a flat voice, “What’s the matter with the information on my phone.”
Jing Shaoci withdrew his hand and put the spoon back into the bowl.
“I sent the message.”
He looked down at the plump glutinous rice balls soaked in red bean paste in the bowl, but his throat was full of bitterness.
“I know you made me hear those words on purpose.” Jing Shaoci smiled self-deprecatingly, “I also know that you absolutely don’t bother coaxing me.”
He raised his eyes and looked at Yan Zixiu, “So I coaxed myself for you.”
[Candied sweet potato, I was wrong. ]
[I’m not practicing anymore, and I won’t leave you in the future. ]
Thinking of those two messages, Yan Zixiu couldn’t help closing his eyes.
He couldn’t imagine what kind of mood Jing Shaoci used to send these two sentences to himself at that time, and he couldn’t even imagine how embarrassed a person must be to deceive himself in this way.
“If you hate it, I won’t post it again.”
Yan Zixiu clenched his fingers, took a deep breath and said, “Jing Shaoci, in one’s life, one should always have some dignity for oneself.”
When Jing Shaoci heard his words, he felt so uncomfortable that he almost went crazy.
But he looked at Yan Zixiu with an indulgent tenderness.
“Who doesn’t want dignity, but I really can’t help it.” There was endless sadness in his tone, “Because I chose to love you myself.”
“Whether it’s grievances or pains, I’m even willing to lose my life.” Jing Shaoci’s voice was choked with uncontrollable sobs, “As long as I can be with you, no matter how hard it is, it’s worth it.”
Yan Zixiu was in a state of panic and couldn’t say a word.
Because of his heartache, he couldn’t tell the person in front of him at all.
He is obviously already so cruel, but this man just wants to hold him tightly, even if his fingers are broken, he will not let go.
After an unknown amount of time, Yan Zixiu opened his reddish eyes and looked at him, “Jing Shaoci, what did I give you to make you feel qualified to grow old with me?”
“You gave me everything.” Jing Shaoci looked into his eyes and replied word by word: “You give everything you can, everything you can do.”
Ever since Yan Zixiu decided to extend his life, whether it was merit or longevity lamp, or that thing he couldn’t name last night.
Jing Shaoci always knew clearly that Yan Zixiu was doing everything he could to keep him alive.
So no matter how much this person resists him, no matter how unwilling to admit that he loves him, he will not let go.
In the end, Yan Zixiu still didn’t eat the bowl of red bean and glutinous rice balls.
He didn’t know until the next day that the reason why Jing Shaoci carried him to the guest room was because the two of them couldn’t live in that bedroom.
Since a fetish like Di Liuye can continue to live, it will naturally cleanse the scriptures and cut the marrow.
Jing Shaoci took three showers in one afternoon before he managed to wash off the black things on his body.
But the smell in the room was really bad, even though a professional cleaning company was called that day, Jing Shaoci was still afraid that the smell would make Yan Zixiu.
“You asked the crew for three days off, why are you going back today?” Li Fengzhi asked while driving on the way to the airport.
Yan Zixiu turned his head to look out the window, and replied calmly, “I want to read more scripts.”
Li Fengzhi glanced at him out of the corner of his eye, but did not continue to ask.
After the third script reading of “Referring to the Sky”, the director approached Yan Zixiu alone.
“Xiao Yan, you have grasped other aspects very well, but the screenwriter and I feel that you have not grasped Luo Junshi’s feelings for Lin Xingran.”
Yan Zixiu’s previous roles, Feng Shuxuan and Xu Jingkong, have no love scenes at all, although Chu Zhuo in Yue and Ying has one, but the way of expression is very open, and there are intimate contacts between limbs as support.
But Luo Junshi has very contradictory emotions towards Lin Xingran, both love and hate, and also a kind of madness that he wants but can’t get.
But Luo Junshi has been Guangfeng Jiyue’s elder brother from the beginning, and behind him is the head of the Supreme Immortal Sect. Even if he loves Lin Xingran to death in his heart, he can’t reveal half of it.
In the original book, after Luo Junshi’s true colors were exposed, everyone thought he was jealous of Lin Xingran’s talent and opportunities.
But only Luo Junshi knew that the reason why he didn’t want Lin Xingran to become stronger was because he could protect his junior brother for the rest of his life, and the other party would always hide under his wings and never dare to leave him.
The director chatted with Yan Zixiu for a long time, trying to let him understand how to express this feeling more accurately from various angles.
But Yan Zixiu was always more silent than speaking, and the director didn’t know whether he understood what he meant.
After the director left, Han Xiangchen floated out from inside.
“grown ups.”
Yan Zixiu has been in a bad mood these past few days, he has already seen it.
He avoided talking about other topics and started talking about characters.
“I’ve already finished reading the book “Zhitian Wenwen”. It’s really difficult to act Luo Junshi. It’s a challenge for you.”
Although Han Xiangchen has always called him an adult, in terms of acting skills, it can be said that he has always played the role of a teacher.
Han Xiangchen has also seen all the plays that Yan Zixiu acted in before, not to mention that he has no acting skills at all, and it is embarrassingly exaggerated.
But now Yan Zixiu’s acting skills have made great progress. For example, in the past, when he had to act in a stomachache, the 21-year-old Yan Zixiu could only hold his stomach and whine, but now Yan Zixiu can force his forehead to show blue veins and clench tightly. Teeth look around for medicine.
“Emotional scenes have always been your shortcoming. When you played Chu Zhuo before, many delicate eyes were completed by my possession.”
Han Xiangchen looked at him and said, “But my lord, I will leave one day. Only you can master acting skills, so that you can truly understand what the characters give you.”
Here, Yan Zixiu understood the role with the help of Han Xiangchen, but Jing Shaoci drove to Zhuyuanzhai.
As soon as he entered the door, he saw Yin Jue lazily leaning on a recliner, holding an ancient slender pipe with three fingers on his right hand.
After seeing him, Yin Jue exhaled a puff of thin smoke, then knocked the pipe by his feet, “I knew you would definitely come.”
Jing Shaoci looked at him expressionlessly, waiting for him to stand up from the reclining chair unhurriedly.
“Mr. Jing, are you here to ask me about Tianshi Yan?”
There was no emotion in Jing Shaoci’s cold eyes, he just nodded indifferently.
He could not say anything about what he did for Yan Zixiu, but he had to know everything about what Yan Zixiu had done for him.
Yin Jue took a deep breath, then looked at him and said, “Then I will tell you.”
Jing Shaoci said coldly, “Don’t ask me for money.”
Yin Jue raised his red lips, smiled charmingly and said: “He has already given me what I wish for.”
After finishing speaking, he went upstairs and brought down an ancient book, and it seemed that he had already prepared for it.
“I look at the energy in your body, and I think he didn’t keep any of the emperor liquid that he snatched that day for himself.”
Jing Shaoci frowned slightly, “Di Liujiang?”
“That’s right, that’s the name of the cool thing he delivered to you that day.”
He opened the ancient book and placed it in front of Jing Shaoci.
“After reading the explanation in this book, you can probably understand how precious Diliuye is.”
Jing Shaoci immediately looked down, and when he saw a line of records, his pupils constricted for a moment.
Yin Jue had been observing his expression, and after seeing his reaction, he smiled with satisfaction.
“Taoism has three thousand small worlds, and the place we are in is just one of them.”
Yin Jue moved closer, and continued: “Tianshi Yan said that he would give up all serious cultivation, but this emperor’s blood can increase his cultivation level for a hundred years, but he will renew your life without hesitation. Mr. Jing, if he Drinking this Emperor’s Ointment, coupled with his original cultivation, is enough to break free from the shackles here, and go to the Three Thousand Realms.”
Lazily propping his chin on the back of his hand, he asked knowingly, “I’m curious, why is he so persistent in renewing your life?”
He knew the answer to this question in his heart, and Jing Shaoci could only know it better than him.
Jing Shaoci didn’t speak for a long time, his eyelids drooped slightly, hiding all the emotions rolling in his eyes.
Yin Jue raised his eyebrows, and said persistently: “If you change your mind and don’t want to marry him in the future, you must remember to inform me, I will be the first to marry him.”
He stroked his long hair, and sighed with admiration in his eyes: “You don’t even know how handsome he was when he fought that night when he robbed the emperor, and there were thousands of monsters…”
With a ‘bang’, Jing Shaoci suddenly stood up and knocked down the stool behind him.
He looked up at Yin Jue, the cold and cruel eyes made Yin Jue shiver subconsciously.
A moment later, the door of Zhuyuanzhai was slammed shut.
Yin Jue looked at the vibrating door frame, folded his arms and raised his eyebrows and said, “Tsk, what a pity, such a handsome celestial master, he will definitely have to do nothing for love in the future.”
Here, Han Xiangchen chose two scenes to match with Yan Zixiu.
“It still doesn’t feel right.” He frowned and said, “Although Luo Junshi must try his best to restrain himself, the love for Lin Xingran must be felt by the audience through their eyes, otherwise it will be called facial paralysis.”
Yan Zixiu thought about his words carefully, and then looked back at the script description.
Han Xiangchen glanced at his expression from the side for a while, and then said tentatively: “Actually, you have to look at the eyes of forbearance and love. There is one person you can observe.”
Yan Zixiu glanced at him indifferently, and said, “Who is it?”
Han Xiangchen curled up his hands on his knees, and said cautiously in his tone, “Mr. Jing.”
Yan Zixiu’s eyes turned cold instantly, and Han Xiangchen immediately stood up and said, “I’m talking too much, my lord, please read the script slowly, I’ll go in first.”
About ten minutes later, Li Fengzhi’s cell phone rang.
“Zixiu, what’s the matter?”
“Recently,” he pursed the corner of his lower lip, and said in a low voice, “Is there any announcement in City B?”
Li Fengzhi was taken aback for a moment, but just as he was about to confirm the itinerary again, he suddenly stopped.
“Yes, there will be a brand business event the day after tomorrow.”
Yan Zixiu was silent for a while, and then said: “Well, let’s go back tomorrow.”
“it is good.”
After finishing the call, Yan Zixiu sat on the sofa for a long time.
He kept telling himself in his heart that it wasn’t because he missed that person anymore, he went back just to play a good role.
