His last words were spoken in a tone so soft as a whisper.
But the carriage was silent. Rong Jing was sitting behind Xie Xuanqing, so the light voice reached his ears without missing a word.
"...Do you know what you are saying?" After a rare moment of silence, Rong Jing asked back in a cold voice with an even colder tone.
His slender fingertips unconsciously clenched, and Rong Jing realized at this moment that he didn't know since when, he couldn't see through Xie Xuanqing's fate.
Suddenly startled, Rong Jing frowned, and his aura became even more cold and stern.
Xie Xuanqing was not frightened by his expression, and the smile on his lips even deepened: "Mr. Rong, didn't you hear clearly just now?"
He raised his eyes, and his deep pupils looked straight into the rearview mirror, staring at Rong Jing's face in the mirror.
Taking in the slightest changes on the other person's face, Xie Xuanqing continued: "I said, I am pursuing you——"
"Mr. Rong."
Rong Jing: “…”
Now I can't pretend I didn't hear it.
This was the first time that Master Rong experienced such a situation and he subconsciously frowned.
His previous vague guess was directly confirmed by the real person. He was silent for a moment before replying calmly: "...I refuse."
Love is but a passing thing in the world, and Rong Jing never thought that one day he would spend his life with a woman or a man.
He was abandoned in the wilderness by his parents when he was born. After being picked up by a Taoist master, he devoted himself to spiritual practice. After coming down the mountain, he was also dedicated to upholding justice. The only person he could be considered close to along the way was his best friend Xie Chong.
Now, it was most likely Xie Xuanqing, the reincarnation of his best friend from back then, looking at him with that very familiar face, his eyes filled with deep and unspeakable emotions.
Although he was shaken in his heart, Rong Jing finally withdrew his gaze, his expression still as indifferent as before.
The car suddenly became quiet again, and a slight engine sound rang in his ears. Xie Xuan glanced at the road conditions ahead and calmly turned the steering wheel.
He seemed a little too calm.
As if he had anticipated Rong Jing's attitude, Xie Xuanqing slowly parked the car opposite the residential area where Rong Jing lived, then turned around and asked, "Is this Mr. Rong's answer?"
Rong Jing lowered his eyes, and his fingertips tapped his knees unconsciously: "Yes."
"So Mr. Rong suddenly avoided me before because he felt that I was pursuing you, right?"
Rong Jing: “…”
"Then Mr. Rong, do you think my pursuit of you offends you?"
They clearly already had quite a bit of friendship before, but at this moment, Xie Xuan put his hand lightly on the steering wheel and asked him questions in a restrained and respectful tone, which made Rong Jing feel inexplicably unhappy in his heart.
but--
Why should he do that?
If you are not in the mood to love, then naturally you should not make excessive or inappropriate demands on the other person.
Rong Jing leaned back in his chair, his amber eyes looking at the people passing by outside the car window, and finally said, "Not really."
Xie Xuanqing's previous actions really couldn't be said to have offended him in any way.
Even though Rong Jing was feeling a little annoyed right now, he was not the type of person who would ignore the other person's strengths.
Xie Xuanqing was gentlemanly and restrained enough. Even now, he seemed to be maintaining an extremely polite attitude. No matter how unhappy Master Rong was at this moment, he could not say that Xie Xuanqing had done anything wrong.
He thought he looked indifferent, but when Xie Xuanqing looked through the smooth rearview mirror, he could see his brows unconsciously furrowed, and his pale pink lips pursed in a hint of impatience.
——His Mr. Rong is really honest.
When Xie Xuanqing heard Rong Jing reject him so decisively, his mood was not calm.
On the contrary, he almost subconsciously wanted to let go of the steering wheel.
Since we can't be together, why not leave together?
But such an idea was really crazy. Xie Xuanqing couldn't explain where such an idea came from. After a moment of excitement, he quickly stabilized his mind and covered up all those crazy thoughts.
In addition to the rationality that dominated his brain, Xie Xuanqing looked at Rong Jing's lively and vibrant face in the rearview mirror, and had to admit that deep in his heart he was also reluctant to see Rong Jing's extremely beautiful yet extremely cold eyes lose their luster.
Sighing secretly in his heart, Xie Xuanqing's gaze slowly swept across Rong Jing's long silver-white hair that was draped over his shoulders, and fell on his fingertips that were lightly resting on his knees and unconsciously clenched.
"As long as I haven't offended Mr. Rong." Xie Xuan smiled softly, "Then, can I still continue to pursue Mr. Rong?"
Rong Jing: “?”
Her beautiful eyebrows furrowed even tighter, Rong Jing raised her eyes and looked at him seriously: "I have already rejected you."
"...I know." The smile on Xie Xuanqing's lips finally faded a little.
He gently lowered his eyelashes, and his expression looked a little pitiful from Rong Jing's perspective. He said softly: "I just can't accept it for the time being."
That's why I couldn't help but want to continue trying.
Rong Jing didn't know what to say for a moment.
If it were someone else, Rong Jing would have gotten out and left as soon as the car stopped.
But Xie Xuanqing's situation is a little different. Without mentioning Xie Chong's existence, it is only said that after he came to this world, Xie Xuanqing also helped him a lot, and they had the most contact -
Master Rong was emotionally indifferent but not heartless. Moreover, his feelings towards Xie Xuanqing had been undergoing subtle changes without him even realizing it.
Under the blessing of various factors, Rong Jing lightly pressed the switch of the car door with his left hand, but finally frowned and said to Xie Xuanqing again: "You were born with the fate of Tiansha, so you don't have to force many things."
After all, the most painful thing about a destiny is "not getting what you want".
——Even though he already knew his fate, Xie Xuanqing couldn't help but frown when Rong Jing said this.
He could feel that Rong Jing's attitude towards him was actually different from that of others, and that the other party's attitude towards him was much more indulgent than Rong Jing himself had imagined.
It was only on certain rare occasions that Xie Xuanqing noticed that when Rong Jing looked at him, there was unconsciously a hint of nostalgia in his eyes.
It was like looking through him to another person.
Xie Xuanqing recalled those looks and looked at Rong Jing's delicate and cold eyebrows. For a moment, he wanted to ask, was Rong Jing rejecting him because of the existence of "that person"?
But when the words came to his lips, Xie Xuanqing still didn't say them.
Holding the steering wheel with both hands for a long time, when even Rong Jing couldn't help but look up, Xie Xuanqing finally spoke again: "...Can we still be friends in the future?"
His deep eyes were as calm as a deep pool, making it difficult to see the undercurrents stirring underneath.
Rong Jing raised his eyes and looked at him. After a few seconds, he looked away.
"……Um."
His answer was very soft, but the silent carriage magnified all the sounds twice as much. When Xie Xuanqing heard his answer, a smile flashed in his eyes.
With a slight smile, Xie Xuanqing did not stop Rong Jing from getting out of the car.
"Then...see you next time, Mr. Rong."
A deep voice came from behind him, and Rong Jing suddenly felt that he might have fallen into a trap again without realizing it.
However, agreeing to remain friends was a decision Rong Jing made on his own. Even if it was just due to a moment of weakness, Master Rong could not regret it now.
Fortunately, Xie Xuanqing seemed to have really remembered his last words. After returning home, Rong Jing took a look at WeChat. The other party just calmly sent him a cat emoticon, thanked him for his previous help, and didn't say anything else.
Xie Xuanqing: I forgot to mention that this time the special department asked me to go over and sign an agreement. Some of the clauses in the agreement will be of great help to the future development of the Xie Group.
Xie Xuanqing: No matter what, I still want to thank you Mr. Rong for your help.
Xie Xuanqing: [Cat kiss.gif]
Rong Jing: “…”
After frowning and thinking for a few seconds, Rong Jing finally replied.
Rong Jing: You’re welcome.
After dealing with the teaching issues of the special department, Rong Jing stayed at home to continue studying the script.
About three or four days later, Sang Lianyun contacted Rong Jing.
Sang Lianyun: Actor Mu has agreed to sign the contract and he will be able to join the crew around the end of this month.
Sang Lianyun: Teacher Rong, do you have anything to do at the end of the month? If it’s suitable, can we set a time?
The two biggest names in the group now are Mu Yunzhou, who became famous at a young age and recently won the Best Actor award; and Rong Jing, who brought his own investment into the group and has the support of the Xie Group and the Wang Group behind him.
At this moment, the equipment team and everything are ready. Although Sang Lianyun is anxious to start the machine as soon as possible, he also has to seek the opinions of these two big guys first.
Fortunately, both of them are very easy to talk to, otherwise, when the actual filming begins, Sang Lianyun, a young and inexperienced director who just graduated, probably won't be able to control the situation at all.
Cheng Yuan was actually still a little worried, but when he looked at Sang Lianyun who was in a nervous and excited state, he smiled gently, then turned to the kitchen to see how the ribs that had been steamed for half an hour were doing.
Just as he was about to reach out with chopsticks to test whether the food was cooked, Cheng Yuan's hand was gently slapped away by Sang Lianyun.
"Didn't I tell you to let me do all these things? Your hands are used for writing scripts, they are precious. What if you accidentally get burned?"
He clearly had a rugged and handsome face, and a tall and strong figure, but when he was talking about people, he was nagging and his expression did not look majestic, but rather nagging.
Seeing this, Cheng Yuan obediently withdrew his hand. Seeing that he was going to take out the ribs directly with his hands, he raised his hand to pull him, and then handed him the tongs at hand.
Sang Lianyun took it naturally.
After bringing the prepared spare ribs and a dish of stir-fried vegetables to the restaurant outside, Sang Lianyun got out two bowls of rice and placed them in front of himself and Cheng Yuan respectively, and then they began to eat and chat face to face.
They have experienced this kind of daily routine hundreds of times, and it seems so natural that it should be this way.
"Actor Mu has already cleared his schedule, and Teacher Rong also said that we can join the crew at the end of the month." Sang Lianyun subconsciously shared with Cheng Yuan, "And Teacher Rong even directly told the crew that it would be best to start filming at 10 a.m. on the 28th..."
Although he had known that Mr. Rong's true identity was a heavenly master, when Sang Lianyun faced this fact, he still couldn't help feeling a little dazed.
He reached out and took a piece of pork ribs into his mouth. The next second, Sang Lianyun screamed, and a glass of cold water was stuffed into his empty hand: "You just blamed me? You were not paying attention when you were eating."
Cheng Yuan said something to him, but in the end, he was still worried that he was burned somewhere, so he frowned and bent down: "Open your mouth and let me see if there are any blisters."
"No..." Sang Lianyun said as he raised his head and opened his mouth.
The tip of his tongue was a little red, but it was nothing serious. Cheng Yuan looked at it carefully for a few times before he felt relieved: "Pay attention to your meal."
Sang Lianyun: “…Ah.”
Just now, Cheng Yuan leaned in a little closer to him in order to observe the situation of his burned tongue.
The slightly pale skin magnified before his eyes, and Sang Lianyun discovered for the first time that his best friend's skin was so smooth.
And when the other person got closer to him, he discovered that his skin was not purely pale. A faint blood color floated under the thin and tender skin, which looked very beautiful.
And his eyelashes, thick and long, Sang Lianyun couldn't help but think of a girl in the dormitory during college who was nicknamed "Eyelash Fairy" -
He had forgotten what the girl looked like, but Sang Lianyun felt that Cheng Yuan in front of him was qualified for the title of "Eyelash Beauty".
And those eyes... Cheng Yuan has always been gentle and polite, and those eyes are as calm as the lake in the school.
But at this moment, he looked carefully at the tip of his tongue to see if there was any burn, and his brown eyes were filled with visible worry, which was so touching that people couldn't help but want to lean over and kiss him.
...Wait, what is he thinking?
Sang Lianyun was frightened by his own thought, and his ears quickly turned red. It was not until Cheng Yuan confirmed that the burn in his mouth was not serious and stood up again that he came to his senses belatedly: "...I know."
Cheng Yuan, who had always been inseparable from him, could sense something was wrong when he saw his expression. But after Sang Lianyun finished speaking, he lowered his head and ate his meal diligently. Cheng Yuan glanced at him and sat back in his seat.
This time, Sang Lianyun didn't make any complaints. After eating until he was 70% full, his mood finally stabilized.
Cheng Yuan was weak and couldn't absorb food well if he ate too fast, so when Sang Lianyun finished eating, Cheng Yuan continued to chew slowly.
This was the first time that Sang Lianyun observed his best friend so carefully.
The other party is a screenwriter, and those hands are used to write scripts, they are precious.
Looks good too.
And there is his hair. Others say that people who engage in literary and artistic creation are prone to baldness, but Cheng Yuan's hair still looks very thick and feels very good to the touch.
There was also a slow and graceful elegance in the way he ate.
The more Sang Lianyun looked at Cheng Yuan, the more he felt that everything about him was good, there was absolutely no bad thing about him.
"...Is there rice on my chin when I eat?" His gaze was so noticeable that Cheng Yuan endured it for a while, but finally put down his chopsticks and asked, "How long are you going to stare at me?"
I reached out and touched my face, and there was nothing sticky.
Sang Lianyun answered the question irrelevantly: "Ayuan, you are really good-looking."
Cheng Yuan: “…”
"You have a fever? I don't think we have any fever-reducing medicine at home. Is it too late to go to the hospital now?"
Cheng Yuan was about to stand up and put on his coat to go out. Sang Lianyun said, "No! I don't have a fever."
Scratching his face, Sang Lianyun said, "I just suddenly think that you, Yuan, are quite good-looking."
Cheng Yuan stood still, frowning and looking at him seriously.
Could it be that this dull mind has finally come to his senses?
Just as Cheng Yuan was thinking this, Sang Lianyun continued, "...How about you also make a cameo appearance in the movie next time?"
Cheng Yuan: “…”
"It seems that he is confused due to the fever. He should drink some porridge tonight to recuperate."
Sang·No meat, no love·Director·Lian Yun:?
Fortunately, Cheng Yuan was only angry for a short while, and in the end he didn't really give Director Sang just plain porridge.
And at the same time.
Rong Jing stayed at home when he suddenly felt something in his heart.
He casually picked up a divination plate and did some calculations. It was because he had previously cleared the darkness from Cheng Yuan's marriage palace. Now that his love star was moving, his true love was approaching. As a heavenly master who indirectly promoted their relationship, Rong Jing also received a hint of this.
It’s just that the Red Luan star has not yet paired up, and the right person is approaching but has not yet been realized. There is probably still some time to pass.
Rong Jing gently dispersed the hexagram, and then inexplicably thought of Xie Xuanqing——
The other party seemed to have indeed retreated back to the category of "friend". Although there was still some communication between us every day, it was always very brief.
But it's okay this way.
Rong Jing was distracted for a moment, but he quickly came back to his senses and lowered his eyes to think.
Isn't this the best outcome after he rejected Xie Xuanqing?
It was just that his fingertips unconsciously brushed across the phone screen, and the screen lit up in an instant. Rong Jing subconsciously glanced at WeChat, and then: "..."
He stood up expressionlessly and put his phone back in the bedroom to charge. Rong Jing half-sat on the sofa outside with the script in his hand and continued to study the script in the sunshine.
In a blink of an eye, number 28 arrived.
Because most of the movie scenes are set in hospitals, after receiving investments from Xie Entertainment and Ruiming Entertainment, the crew simply rented an old site of a hospital that had just moved out. Now that the filming started, they went directly there to hold the ceremony.
The renovation of the hospital has been completed long ago. The old hospital, which was somewhat shabby, has had its walls repainted white. The place that used to be the Department of Neurology has now been transformed into the Department of Psychiatry in the script.
The beige wooden door had lost some paint and looked a little mottled.
A handsome young man in a white coat stood next to the wooden door, his amber eyes as cool as a glacier.
It is not even eight o'clock yet, and Sang Lianyun is still greeting the staff to arrange the next opening ceremony.
Rong Jing was wearing his own casual clothes inside, but the white coat outside was handed to him by Sang Lianyun, who said that the first scene would probably be a rehearsal between him and Mu Yunzhou, so he wanted to get a feel for it.
Rong Jing didn't refuse, so the current situation became what it is.
"Is the cold air flowing back today? Why does it feel a bit cold..." Sang Lianyun personally moved the filming equipment he was going to use carefully, and then looked up at the sky with the red sun hanging high in the sky with some confusion.
Obviously the things were very heavy, and moving them around would at least make one sweat. But Sang Lianyun helped the camera crew and ran around with them for a few times, so he didn't feel hot but rather cool.
The other staff members also felt that it was a bit too cold. They rubbed their hands and felt as if the heat from the sun could not reach them. They felt eerie and chilly.
Cheng Yuan, who arrived earlier and was weaker, felt so cold that his lips turned pale.
Sang Lianyun took the last camera out of the car and saw Cheng Yuan curled up in a chair. He suddenly remembered something and quickly found a blanket and took it over.
"I was fine when I went out this morning, but this weather is really..."
Sang Lianyun frowned unconsciously as he looked at Cheng Yuan's pale lips. He stood up and asked where he could get some hot water. He brought back a thermos cup with him and after carefully letting Cheng Yuan drink a few sips, he put the water in his hands to warm them.
Cheng Yuan was not really ill, but he was born with a deficiency and was weaker than the average person. It was cold here, and he didn't wear much when he went out in the morning, so he felt a little cold now.
Pulling the blanket tight, Cheng Yuan unscrewed the thermos and blew away the hot air, then drooped his eyelashes and took a small sip.
The pale lips turned slightly pink after drinking the hot water.
Sang Lianyun watched his movements, his Adam's apple moving up and down, and he inexplicably felt a little thirsty.
I couldn't help but stretch out my hand and rub it across the two thin layers of powder. The soft and slightly warm touch was particularly obvious in the cold weather.
Cheng Yuan's hand holding the thermos trembled: "Sang Lianyun, what are you doing?"
Sang Lianyun came back to his senses: "..."
Can he say that he didn't know what he was doing just now...
Cheng Yuan had gentle features, and even when he looked at people with a cold face, he also had a gentle scholarly air.
Thick black hair hung on the reddish tips of her ears. Sang Lianyun opened his mouth and whispered, "A Yuan, I feel like I've fallen in love with you..."
Cheng Yuan: “?”
Master Rong himself happened to pass by: "..."
Sang Lianyun and others felt that the environment here was chilly, but it was not because of the cold current.
This hospital itself has a history of nearly a hundred years, and I don’t know how many lives have been taken from it.
In addition, the patients who died here were usually tortured by illness, and the negative energy and resentment at the time of death condensed in one place. As time passed, they settled in this area, forming such a peculiar environmental sensation.
It is not difficult to resolve this situation - after all, what is hovering here is just some negative energy and resentment.
Rong Jing specifically asked Sang Lianyun to schedule the opening ceremony today. Not only did he calculate that this date was extremely consistent with Sang Lianyun himself, he also wanted to use the meaning of this most yang day to directly purify and dispel the resentful aura.
Just as Rong Jing found the location where the resentful aura was the strongest and was about to walk over, he heard what Sang Lianyun said.
“…”
I probably know why he calculated that this day was particularly compatible with Sang Lianyun.
He casually glanced at the two of them and saw that the auras of Sang Lianyun and Cheng Yuan were vaguely connected, and a faint hint of peach pink was reflected between their brows in the sunlight.
It is the image of red phoenixes coming in pairs and falling flowers bearing fruit.
After hesitating for a moment, Rong Jing lowered his eyes and said lightly, "Congratulations."
Cheng Yuan: “…”
Hasn't he agreed yet? Why did Master Rong Tian congratulate him already?
——No, shouldn't the point be that Sang Lianyun's stupid confession was heard? !
He realized it later and started to blush, and Cheng Yuan almost turned his neck red.
Sang Lianyun was a little calmer. Although he was a little scared, he reflexively replied to Rong Jing with a "thank you".
Although it has not been fully explained yet, the emotions revealed in the corners of their eyes and eyebrows are hard to fake.
But that was a somewhat unfamiliar emotion to Master Rong.
Joyful and intimate, bold but shy.
Is this what human love feels like?
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