Chapter 12: 012

The damp hair was dripping with water, and soon the bedding was wet. There is only one bed in the room, which means that she and Chang Yu share the same bed. Ji Yaoguang stroked her long hair with her hand, and her heart throbbed. It was obvious that she and Chang Yu had intimate moments time and time again. She could only see Chang Yu's back. After hesitating for a moment, she slipped out of the bed and put on a coat to look for the hair dryer. Ji Yaoguang doesn't like to blow her hair, even if her hair is half dry before going to bed, she would rather fall asleep with her wet pillow. It's just that Chang Yu would always dig her out of the bed, saying that it's easy to get a headache when sleeping like this.
The sound of the hair dryer filled the room for a short time. Ji Yaoguang glanced at Chang Yu secretly. Seeing that her vision was still stuck on the script, she naturally didn't know where Chang Yu's thoughts were flying. Slightly squinting his eyes, fingers flicking through her long hair, recalling the scene of Chang Yu drying her hair, a warm flow in her heart, a feeling of ironing all over her limbs. Obviously people are right there, but now they are not as alienated as strangers. Ji Yaoguang didn't dare to take the initiative to speak, she was afraid that she would change Chang Yu's mind as soon as she spoke, and her soft heart under her indifferent face also turned into a stone.
Ever since Ji Yaoguang entered the room, Chang Yu's mind could no longer stay on the script. She was a little upset about her gaffe, even when she quarreled with Ji Yaoguang. Throwing the book aside, she stretched out her hand to press her temple, and the scenes of the past passed in front of her eyes. There was no trace of firmness and determination to throw out the divorce agreement. All her decisiveness was nothing more than impulsive emotions. Once again, a sense of exhaustion swept through her body and mind, trying to control her anger at Ji Yaoguang, she got up and took a change. The clothes went into the bathroom.
What if Ji Yaoguang changed--this thought could not help but surfaced in his mind. Chang Yu raised his head and looked at himself in the mirror, with a bitter smile pulled out from the corner of his mouth. Who knows if the current change is a momentary compromise? She still remembers Ji Yaoguang’s cynicism. When she went out to eat with someone like the director or was a little close to the actors in the crew, that person couldn’t control her jealousy. Every time she looked like an unreasonable kid, obviously. Ji Yaoguang was not like this at the beginning, frank and calm, or a little lazy, but now? Sliding her finger on the cold mirror surface, she wrote the three words Ji Yaoguang. She closed her eyes slightly, and when she opened her eyes again, there was no trace of the messy emotions left.
Compared to Chang Yu's chaotic mood, Ji Yaoguang's thoughts have slowly settled down, and she began to figure out the way forward. Today's events gave her a glimmer of hope from the endless darkness, which means that Chang Yu is also reluctant, and is willing to accept her, right? The movement of the hair dryer diminished, leaving only the sound of the water flowing in the ears gradually amplified and clear, suppressing all the imagination, Ji Yaoguang took a deep breath, she got into the bed, only revealing a pair of bright eyes staring at the ceiling . Going back to three years ago, it has been going on for a period of time. Ji Yaoguang hardly regards this as a dream. Perhaps the three years she experienced was a long-lasting dream, which made her heart covered with guilt, thus waking up At that time, you can be less impulsive and choose the most suitable path. Things as small as the things around her, as large as the whole world, have never developed in the direction in her memory. Today she still needs to live carefully. If there is any change, it is that she is more determined to Chang Yu.
As her mind gradually emptied, Ji Yaoguang didn't know when the drowsiness came, only that she was coming so aggressively, she had fallen into a dark dream before she could react. When Chang Yu walked out, she only saw the man curled up on the bed, the whole quilt was rolled up by her, like a silkworm pupa. Fearing that the sound would awaken Ji Yaoguang from her dream, she wiped her half-dry hair with a towel and walked to the bed to see Ji Yaoguang's sleeping face. I didn't know what was happening in the dream, a deep anxiety was slumped between his slightly frowned eyebrows. In addition to the slightly flushed cheeks, Chang Yu also noticed a small bruise on her forehead, thinking of the previous movement, maybe it was where she hit it at that time, but she refused to speak.
Because Ji Yaoguang no longer knows how much he sighed this day, Chang Yu didn't want to care about her, turned to the other side of the bed and was about to lift the quilt, then suddenly retracted his hand, giving her a bit of hate. Look for the ointment in your pocket. This guy is too careless, is looking at buying a box of plasters today, want to use it all at once?
"Who is she...Chang Yu! Don't get divorced, I don't want to!" Fragmented dreams came from the sleeping population, and the hand that was suddenly pulled out of the quilt was waving wildly, grabbing the nearest thing and dying Holds and refuses to let go. Chang Yu's heart was hit hard at this moment, and her face changed. Finally, she broke Ji Yaoguang's finger bit by bit, saving her wrist. The ointment on her forehead hadn't been completely rubbed yet, but Chang Yu didn't have any more thoughts. She went to wash her hands and turned off the light in the room. In a moment, she was wrapped in darkness.
I also dreamed of the embrace of Chang Yu and the strange woman. In the dream, she still had no stance of accusation, because there was no trace of contact between her and Chang Yu. When Ji Yaoguang woke up, she lay on the bed and remembered for a moment before rubbing her wistful eyes. Looking at the alarm clock by the bedside table, it was pointed to nine o'clock. The sky was bright outside, and Chang Yu had disappeared. After all, it's not comparable to her, Chang Yu is acting as the heroine, with one scene after another. The howling cold wind shuttled through the window, Ji Yao licked her dry lips, a little unwilling to leave the warm bed. In recent days, I have become more lazy. The days when I got up early in the morning to catch the announcement had already passed by like birds, leaving only a vague mark in my memory.
I opened the phone's WeChat, and a series of messages poured in.
Bian Yuting: How are you and Chang Yu?
Bian Yuting:? ? ? ? Could it be a good spring night dream and no time to talk to me?
Bian Yuting: Do you want to change your mind? Do you really want to play a humble maid? How good it was that you let me be your agent.
Su Ci: Look at Weibo! ! ! Something big happened. Look down, don't reply indiscriminately!
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These were all messages sent from yesterday night, and it seemed a little bit to reply at this time-tapping on the screen with his fingertips, watching a line of words appearing in the dialog box, Ji Yaoguang slowly deleted it again. Countless problems will be involved. Retiring from WeChat, she thought of Su Ci's words and poked into Weibo again. Overnight, the hot search on Weibo has been changed to #李瑶瑶退演#. The cause was a statement issued by the official blog of the crew of Yunchen.
"I knew that my goddess Ji was not such a person!"
"Crew v5!"
"My goddess has a good vision as always. Those who curse Ji Yaoguang's vase, you have the ability to grow up like her, rely on God to eat? And those who say Ji Yaoguang is illiterate, haven't you heard of Z Big? That's first-rate. She was admitted as the top student in the college entrance examination, right?"
"Weakly ask, Li Yaoyao retires, then who is my Princess Pingyang to play?"
Most of the comments were his own fans, occasionally a few discordant voices sprang up, and were scolded by the public. In fact, I don't like this kind of keyboard man-style quarrel. It is absolutely lie to say that the mood is not affected. Ji Yaoguang just glanced at it, and then poked into Li Yaoyao's Weibo. The top one was a Weibo that she posted early in the morning yesterday, which had already received hundreds of thousands of reposts and comments.
Li Yaoyao V: I'm sorry everyone, I'm sorry teachers, because I am not good at myself and I can't understand the meaning of the script. Although I have not been with the crew for a long time, I have learned a lot and I regret leaving, but this will only be my motivation to move forward. Thank you again for your support.
Ji Yaoguang didn't like Li Yaoyao's flourishing white lotus, especially after she slapped herself, anyone with a discerning eye could see that she was deliberate. Obviously the two people have almost no intersection, this inexplicable slap made Ji Yaoguang very annoyed. Naturally, it is her fans who occupy the home court under Li Yaoyao's Weibo. While comforting, they still don't forget to discredit Ji Yaoguang. Any ugly words can be said, but because of the barrier on the Internet? Think this is freedom of speech? Ji Yaoguang frowned and read the current situation on Weibo. He was about to get up and go to the crew to see Chang Yu. A message came in again. It was sent by Josie: "I have time to ask Cheng Henian if he wants to sing the theme song for "Nen Chen". "Yesterday Chang Yu only mentioned this name, and this sentence came from her signal.
Ji Yaoguang replied: "Okay." I searched Cheng Henian's Weibo and added v. The certified person is the president of the Facing Huangtu Back to Heaven Association. There are already hundreds of thousands of fans. Just look at the people she follows. There is only one Lu Yusheng. Ji Yaoguang stunned for a moment, always feeling a little weird. She flipped through Cheng Henian’s Weibo, most of which were laughing and swearing, and some messages posted by radio dramas. She clicked in with curiosity. Where did she know? The first thing that broke into his ears was the sound of um, ah, ah, scared Ji Yaoguang almost dropped the phone to the ground, and hurriedly backed out, his face was already flushed, but fortunately there was no other person in the room.
"I'm crazy." Ji Yaoguang cursed secretly, and Ji Yaoguang still paid attention. Not long after, there was a small sound on Weibo, and Cheng Henian returned to the customs quickly, and sent a private message: "hi, are you hooked on my voice?"