Chapter 65 Shooting "I feel like we are getting married."...
The result was naturally a bad breakup.
Qiao Zhizheng stared at her departing back without blinking. Hua Peilan liked to wear light blue skirts, and when she walked, she looked like blue water waves.
Qiao Zhizheng watched the water waves passing through the gaps between the green leaves. The door opened, and the water waves merged into the brilliant sunset. Before the sunset swallowed Hua Peilan's figure, Qiao Zhizheng saw that she seemed to pause, but also seemed not to.
The setting sun engulfed her figure.
Qiao Zhizheng blinked her eyes, which were a little dry after being open for too long. She thought she would cry, but she didn't.
Probably because...
Qiao Zhizheng turned her head and looked into Qiao Zheng's calm eyes. Perhaps it was because Qiao Zheng had already shed all my tears.
After getting over the resentment of not being able to get maternal love for many years, Qiao Zhizheng belatedly developed a hint of hatred.
I hate my delusion, I hate myself for actually delusionally begging for Hua Peilan's concern, I hate myself for forgetting that Hua Peilan abandoned me, I hate Hua Peilan.
Yes! I hate her!
If it weren't for her, how could Qiao Zheng be so miserable.
Qiao Zhizheng couldn't help crying. Qiao Zheng held her and bit her gently, from her cheek to behind her ear, from behind her ear down to her soft neck, and then continued...
Fine stings continued on his skin, and in this unbearable trembling, Qiao Zhizheng felt a sense of security - this sensory connection with Qiao Zheng's body, this real feeling of being alive.
Love can be expressed with words, or it can be left unspoken to let the other person feel - I am here, I am here, my happiness is your happiness, your sadness is my sadness.
Qiao Zhizheng was sweating profusely from being bitten, with red eyes. Looking at Qiao Zheng under the light, Qiao Zheng's eyebrows were moist, with undercurrents surging beneath her calm eyes.
Qiao Zheng swallowed her saliva. Qiao Zhizheng watched the skin of her throat sliding up and down. She turned her face away shyly, feeling something strange between her fingers. She raised her hand and found a few strands of Qiao Zheng's hair between her fingers.
Qiao Zhizheng covered her eyes with her hands, and sang with a slightly raised note, "Qiao Zheng~"
A hot and moist breath sprayed on Qiao Zhizheng's lips, but he was worried about something and didn't move forward.
“Don’t be unhappy about people who don’t deserve it.”
Qiao Zhizheng asked her with a hint of tears in her voice, "Have you ever met her?"
"No." After a moment's silence, Qiao Zheng repeated, "Never."
Qiao Zhizheng stretched out his arms and looked straight into Qiao Zheng's heart with his watery, red eyes.
"Qiao Zheng, I hate her. I hate her so much. Why did she abandon you? Why did she make you suffer so much?"
Qiao Zheng wanted to say, you and I are one person, she not only abandoned me, she also abandoned you.
Looking into Qiao Zhizheng's eyes, Qiao Zheng understood that Qiao Zhizheng hated Hua Peilan not because Hua Peilan abandoned Qiao Zhizheng, but because Qiao Zheng hated Hua Peilan who caused all this suffering.
The assets left by Mr. Qiao are enough to pay off his debts, and the remaining money is enough for Hua Peilan and Qiao Zhizheng, mother and daughter, to live a life without worries about food and clothing.
Qiao Zhizheng said to Hua Peilan, "Mom, you still have me."
Hua Peilan rarely touched Qiao Zhizheng's head and agreed, but she ran away with the money that night.
Qiao Zhizheng knew that Hua Peilan was used to a life of luxury and could not bear this kind of "hard" life where she could not live a luxurious life. Qiao Zhizheng sat blankly at the foot of the bed in Hua Peilan's room, looking out the window at the long night with wind shaking trees and heavy rain.
Qiao Zhizheng poured out to Chang Ye everything that he had not had the chance to say to Hua Peilan and would never have the chance to say to her again.
"...Mom, I will make a lot of money for you."
"Mom, I will let you live the same life as before."
"Mom, wait for me."
"Mom, I got the second female lead in a web drama."
“…”
"...Why did you abandon me?"
Qiao Zhizheng buried her face in her knees, hugged herself tightly, and shivered through the long summer night.
From then on, life was a long night.
Sadness evoked another layer of sadness. Qiao Zhizheng wanted to cry again, and suddenly there was a salty and itchy feeling on her lips.
Qiao Zhizheng looked intently and was stunned, "Qiao Zheng...you're crying."
Qiao Zheng raised her hand and touched the tear marks, saying calmly, "Yes, I cried."
"Because of mom... Hua Peilan?"
In contrast to the calm tone, Qiao Zheng's eyes were restless. "It's because you love me too much."
Qiao Zhizheng looked around and realized that the two of them had arrived in the hotel room without her knowing. Qiao Zheng held Qiao Zhizheng in her arms like a child.
Qiao Zheng fiddled with the red beans, and Qiao Zhizheng looked at her with trembling teeth.
Qiao Zheng chuckled, "You don't need to think about anyone else, just me in your heart is enough."
Qiao Zheng pulled down the laces of her skirt at the waist, and the next moment, a large red velvet bow was tied around her wrists.
Qiao Zheng did something that made Qiao Zhizheng focus entirely on Qiao Zheng.
This action really worked. When Qiao Zhizheng woke up the next day, he had completely forgotten about Hua Peilan.
Qiao Zheng watched Qiao Zhizheng squinting her eyes to enjoy the morning light, and threw the lavender on the bedside into the trash can. A new bouquet of flowers would be placed here at night to help her sleep.
Qiao Zheng lowered her head. Xia Cangshu sent her the contact information of a lawyer from a well-known local law firm. "This lawyer is well-known for handling debt lawsuits and should be able to help you."
Qiao Zheng thanked her and planned to meet with the lawyer when she was free.
Today we need to go to the venue to test the lighting, positioning, etc. Qiao Zhizheng cried for too long yesterday, causing her eyes to be slightly swollen when she woke up in the morning. When asked by the makeup artist curiously, she explained that she did not sleep well at night and drank water before going to bed, causing swelling.
Qiao Zhizheng patted his face, looked at his slightly haggard self in the mirror, and said to himself in his heart, "Cheer up, Qiao Zhizheng, you have to stay in the best condition, make good money, and work hard to let Qiao Zheng live a life of sleeping in a golden house, lying on a golden bed, and using a golden cup."
Qiao Zhizheng looked at Qiao Zheng. Qiao Zheng seemed to sense something and raised her eyelids to look back at her. Qiao Zhizheng gave her a sweet wink.
Qiao Zheng curled up the corners of her mouth and winked back.
Qiao Zhizheng pointed at her cell phone. Qiao Zheng understood and looked down to check. After about half a minute, Qiao Zheng received a message.
"Go home, bathroom, mirror."
Qiao Zheng looked at her behind her through the mirror in front of her with amusement, and Qiao Zhizheng also looked at her through the mirror in front of her.
Qiao Zheng lip-synced to the character "Minions".
Qiao Zhizheng accepted the title with a smile.
The November wind in Melbourne carries the warm scent of flowers.
After several days of busy preparation, the group finally started the official shooting.
Qiao Zheng wore a minimalist strapless green gauze dress that trailed on the ground, while Qiao Zhizheng wore a minimalist strapless white gauze dress that trailed on the ground. They wore thin diamond chains around their necks and wrists, and a rose wreath on their heads with beautiful flowers and dark green and shiny branches and leaves.
Before the photoshoot, Qiao Zhizheng lifted the hem of her skirt and spun in front of her. The white multi-layered tulle bloomed like an upside-down white rose. Qiao Zhizheng leaned in closer and said in a voice only the two of them could hear, "I feel like we're getting married like this."
Qiao Zheng's eyes flickered, and she replied in a voice only the two of them could hear, "For rich or poor, in sickness or health, will you marry me?"
Qiao Zhizheng was very happy with Qiao Zheng's cooperation. Just as she was about to answer, the staff came forward and reminded them that they could prepare for the filming.
Qiao Zhizheng stopped talking and set foot on the flower sea path with Qiao Zheng.
This is Melbourne's largest rose park, where you can see a sea of roses in pink, white, yellow, purple, red, orange and other complex colors.
The main photographer accompanying this trip is named Zhu Ping'an. Her shooting style is relatively casual. Qiao Zheng and Qiao Zhizheng will stroll around casually first, and Zhu Ping'an will capture the natural moments.
Qiao Zheng and Qiao Zhizheng chose a beautiful rose from the prop basket prepared by the staff. Qiao Zheng took a white rose, specially chosen to match the color of Qiao Zhizheng's skirt. Qiao Zhizheng chose a red rose, feeling sorry that there were no green roses.
Qiao Zheng and Qiao Zhizheng walked in front of the flower sea path, with Zhu Pingan following closely behind them.
Qiao Zhizheng chuckled softly, "I feel like this feels more like a wedding, and there's a professional photographer taking pictures."
After a pause, Qiao Zhizheng suddenly stopped and said to Qiao Zheng, "I do. I am willing to marry you."
There was a thin layer of sweat on Qiao Zheng's palms due to nervousness, and the slippery feeling almost made the rose branch in her hand fall from her hand. Qiao Zheng suddenly had an idea and remembered a scene long ago. She raised her hand, and the corolla of the flower kissed Qiao Zhizheng's lips in the spring breeze on her behalf.
Qiao Zheng opened her lips, her eyes full of smiles, "I am willing to marry you too."
Zhu Ping'an froze this scene without hesitation.
For Zhu Ping'an, shooting is like painting. The characters are framed in the scene she chooses, and the rest is up to the characters in the "frame" to express freely.
The filming team traveled to many places.
At night, by the fountain pool, swaying colorful lights flowed back and forth on the nearby stone wall. Qiao Zheng was wearing an intricate black and red Rococo court-style suit. Her half-closed eyes were revealed under her black and red top hat. Her curly golden hair fell on her cheeks. Her temperament was sharp and noble, like a countess who had had enough of the noisy banquet and came out to find some peace and quiet.
The sound of water splashing.
The Countess opened her eyes and saw a snow-white hand pulling up the hem of her black and red skirt.
The Countess was disturbed and opened her eyes impatiently, seeing a beautiful and pure face. The silvery-white scales on the corners of the eyes and cheekbones were flowing with colorful light. The long golden hair fell down to cover the upper body, leaving only a white forearm exposed. There seemed to be a fish tail moving under the blue water.
The countess's eyes were filled with amazement. She reached out to touch this beauty, and the mermaid placed her hand in her palm.
The moonlight falls on the sparkling water and flows from the water to the people on the shore.
The coordinator stood behind Zhu Ping'an and exclaimed, "How did you come up with the story of the earl and the mermaid? This moment is so beautiful, isn't it?"
Zhu Ping'an didn't say anything, but just kept clicking the shutter button. The curve of her mouth showed that she was very satisfied with the scene before her.
After filming the scene, the assistant came forward and wrapped a bath towel around Qiao Zhizheng. Qiao Zheng gently took off her wet wig. The clothes under the wig were half wet and stuck to her body, which was very uncomfortable. Qiao Zheng took Qiao Zhizheng's hand and walked quickly to the nanny car to change clothes.
Zhu Pingan looked at the two of them from behind. Their profiles were identically perfect. Zhu Pingan sighed softly, "What a pity it's not summer. If it were summer, they would be wearing green and white gauze skirts, holding up lotus leaves. Once the lotus leaves move aside, revealing two faces more beautiful than the flowers, this scene would be simply perfect."
"Perfect, great photographer, hurry up, stop sighing here, your family is calling."
Zhu Ping'an's mouth curved even deeper, "Here it comes."
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The author has something to say: Let me pull our Xiao Zhu out for a walk, and by the way, recommend my pre-collection, a half-entertainment circle and half-campus novel—
"Can You Be My Kitten?" Original Title: I Love You More Than the Stars
Introduction:
On a midsummer day with cicadas chirping, the hungry Cheng Sijin met a girl who asked him a strange question.
"Will you be my kitten?"
"Is food included?"
"Bag."
Cheng Sijin, who felt that being poor was more terrifying than death, agreed without hesitation, "I'll be your little cat."
Zhu Ping'an suffers from post-traumatic emotional apathy. She has been actively seeking treatment, but her condition remains the same. Her psychologist suggested that she get a pet.
Zhu Ping'an is looking for pets in her daily life. There are many stray cats in the school. Zhu Ping'an often goes to feed them, but the kittens ignore her. The person next to the kittens looks more pitiful than the kittens.
I wish you peace of mind, this is a nice "kitten".
I boldly stepped forward and asked, and got a satisfactory answer.
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After a long separation, the girl who could barely afford to eat has become a shining famous singer, and Zhu Ping'an has become a photographer who has just started his career after returning to China.
The famous singer Cheng Sijin took the initiative to lower her status to shoot a set of photos for Zhu Ping'an's small studio, which successfully made Zhu Ping'an famous in the domestic photography circle.
The appearance fee is just a meal to wish you peace.
I wish you peace and confusion.
But soon after, I got the answer from an old photo at home.
It is the affectionate half of Cheng Sijin's eyebrows, with a small black mole at the end of her right eye. Following her gaze, in the bright moonlight cast by the supermoon, the young Zhu Ping'an looks up at the moon, but she doesn't know that someone next to her is looking at her intently.
Secret love comes true Cheng Sijin & a perfect match made in heaven wish you peace
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