Finally, there was a time when Jiang Yingchi couldn't understand what she was saying.
I secretly rejoiced for a while.
What are you laughing at?
Jiang Yingchi's voice on the other end of the receiver seemed to carry a hint of pleasure.
"I didn't laugh at all, I didn't make a sound," Ning Qiluo said blankly.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Yingchi's voice sounded even more cheerful: "Oh? Is that so..."
Ning Qiluo immediately fell silent.
She was right there on the director's monitor when the screenwriter approached her and said, "Qi Luo, your scenes for today are almost finished, right? I've discussed it with the producer, and we're going to have another script reading. Do you have time?"
Ning Qiluo covered the receiver and said, "Yes! I'm coming."
"Okay, there's a small heater in tent number 4." The screenwriter deliberately mentioned that there was a small heater.
The main problem is that it's too cold in the northern part of the city in early spring; you can't do without a little sun.
Ning Qiluo was about to tell Jiang Yingchi that she was going to a meeting, but Jiang Yingchi spoke first, saying, "Go ahead, I'll be in Manchester for a while, so contact me immediately if anything comes up."
Ning Qiluo asked, "How long are you going back to Manchester?"
There was a moment of silence on the other end of the line, a silence that made Ning Qilu feel as if the call had been disconnected.
She then asked, "Will it take a long time to get back to Manchester?"
"Um."
He hummed in agreement.
Her voice was soft and slow: "I'll be very busy these next few months with matters in the Manzhou Palace. Aro, I've come to see you not only because I missed you, but also because we haven't seen each other for a long time."
This time, Ning Qiluo couldn't bring herself to speak.
My throat felt blocked.
It felt like there were a thousand words stuck in my throat, but I didn't know what to say.
"I've arranged for someone to be by your side. Don't reject or refuse them. This is my way of protecting you when I'm not around."
Ning Qiluo responded softly, "I understand."
Jiang Yingchi then said, "A'Luo, we communicate with each other."
Upon hearing those four words, Ning Qiluo felt as if her heart was bathed in honey.
She replied sweetly, "Okay."
After hanging up the phone, Ning Qiluo picked up her phone and ran quickly out of the film set. She was still wrapped in a thick down jacket, and with her plump body, she ran very slowly and with great effort.
We arrived at the entrance of the film set.
The black Ghost was still parked there.
Ning Qiluo bent over, her hands supporting her knees as she panted heavily, large puffs of white breath coming out of her mouth, her eyes slightly red from panting.
It was quite far away, and she could only see blurry figures inside the car.
That was her Jiang Yingchi.
She wanted to go there.
She wanted to hug him around the waist, nestle in his arms, and say all the words she had for him, but in the end, she stopped there, simply raising her hand, waving, and saying, "Goodbye, Jiang Yingchi."
The sound is naturally inaudible.
I don't even know if I can see the lip movements.
The Ghost slowly turned around and drove away.
She and Jiang Yingchi each have their own things to do. They could rely on each other, but there's no need for them to.
Ning Qiluo is currently unaware of how well Jiang Yingchi understands her.
Only much later, when he let her be and encouraged her to continue her career, and he took care of the children as they grew up, never letting her worry or restricting her, did Ning Qiluo realize that the only person in the world who truly understood her was Jiang Yingchi.
The only Jiang Yingchi.
...
Filming for "The Last Black and White" wrapped up smoothly after more than a month.
After filming wrapped, Ning Qiluo immediately joined the cast of her new movie "Dark Currents," playing a psychopathic killer who disguises himself as a fat man and commits multiple serial murders, causing the police a major headache.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com