After this variety show, it was already the end of May and there were no other activities. Fans were a little reluctant to let them go and wanted them to participate in another hundred activities. However, the materials they had in the past few months were enough for them to reminisce for a long time, and the more they savored, the more they enjoyed.
When Jiang Ling took Zhou Xian to send Zhou Jing'an to the high-speed rail station, she told him to take good care of himself.
Zhou Jing'an nodded and parked the car outside. He looked at Jiang Ling and said to Zhou Xian, "Xian, cover your eyes."
Zhou Xian did as he was told, but with a smile on his face.
Zhou Jing'an unbuckled his seat belt, leaned over, held her face and kissed her.
He kissed her very restrainedly because he was afraid that he would not be able to leave.
He pecked her lips again and again, whispering, "Call me more often on video."
Jiang Ling raised the corner of his mouth, "Okay."
Zhou Jingan said goodbye to her, "Don't come down. If you get surrounded, it will be difficult to escape."
She nodded and watched him carry his handbag into the high-speed rail station. Zhou Xian, still covering his eyes, asked cutely, "Dad, is it ok?"
Jiang Ling turned around and was amused, "Silly son, your father is gone."
Zhou Xian smiled and moved his little hand away. He knew it. He secretly opened a crack and saw his father kissing his mother, hehe.
"Mom, let's go home. Dad left me a task and asked me to practice that sword technique. He wants to check it when he gets home."
Jiang Ling smiled and nodded, "Okay, let's go home."
Zhou Jing'an had only been gone for a few days when Jiang Ling received an invitation to a variety show.
It is a couple variety show called "Our Little Home". It has been running for two seasons and has been very popular. This time, they were invited to be permanent guests for the third season.
Jiang Ling declined, saying that Zhou Jing'an had work arrangements. The program team further asked if he could be a flying guest and only record one episode.
She hesitated a little and hoped that the program team would let them discuss it. They said it was no problem and mentioned some remuneration. Jiang Ling smiled even more and said she would reply as soon as possible.
That night, she called Zhou Jing'an after he finished work to discuss the matter with him. He asked her if she wanted to go.
Jiang Ling pursed her lips, wrinkled her nose, and whispered, "That's a bit too much..."
The little expression was adorable. Zhou Jingan smiled. He really liked this "money-obsessed" look. "Then go."
After agreeing with the program crew that Zhou Jing'an would return to Beijing in a month to film an episode, Jiang Ling discovered something was wrong before he even came back.
"Why are you hiding this?" Jiang Ling narrowed her eyes.
Zhou Jing'an, who was on the other side of the camera, was still sitting at the head of the bed and talking to her as usual, but something felt wrong today.
"No, what's wrong?" He smiled.
Jiang Ling felt more and more that something was wrong, "Why don't you show your hand?" Normally, she would never completely avoid it like this.
Zhou Jing'an pursed his lips. "Really? Ling'er, I'm a little tired today. I'm going to sleep first. Let's talk tomorrow."
Jiang Ling was silent, feeling that she could no longer ask him any more questions, so she nodded and said, "Okay, you should get some rest early."
After hanging up the phone, Jiang Ling became more and more uneasy. She searched the crew to see if there was anyone she knew. She actually found one, a makeup artist who had done her makeup and hair before, and she also knew him on the crew.
She found her contact information and asked her the reason.
Two days later, when Jiang Ling had a day off, Zhou Jing'an pushed open the door of the room early in the morning and just looked up to see Jiang Ling standing outside.
"Ling'er? Why are you here?"
He was startled for a moment, and then hurriedly turned sideways to prevent her from seeing his left arm.
Jiang Ling put her hands on her hips and said, "I saw everything, don't hide."
This guy got injured on the set, but he didn't tell her and kept it a secret.
She took a step forward and frowned: "Let me see, is it serious?"
The reason was that a few days ago, a circus scene was not filmed well and the actor's movements were not up to par. Director Qi was very strict, so in the end, Zhou Jing'an had to be a stand-in to complete the movement.
The action was completed, but just as Director Qi shouted "Cut", a shelf in the studio next to him suddenly fell over, making a loud noise and scaring the horse. In order to control the horse to prevent it from hurting anyone, Zhou Jing'an accidentally sprained his arm. Fortunately, no one was injured.
Zhou Jingan had no choice but to slowly turn around. "It's not serious, just a twist. The doctor said it will be fine after a few days of rest."
Seeing that Jiang Ling's face was not very good, he asked cautiously: "Ling'er, are you angry?"
"I'm angry." Jiang Ling glared at him, "Why did you hide your injury from me?"
"I was afraid you'd worry," he said. "Besides, it's not serious. I thought I'd tell you after I'm better."
Although he hoped that Jiang Ling would always be able to look at him, he couldn't bear to make her worry and sad because of his injury. Maybe loving someone is just like this.
He asked again, "Why are you here? Why so early?"
Jiang Ling looked at him for a long time, not daring to move his arm. He sighed, "I knew you were injured, but you didn't tell me the situation. I was worried, so I bought a ticket to come here in the early morning."
Zhou Jing'an frowned. "Then come in and get some sleep. Are you hungry? I'll buy you breakfast."
Jiang Ling shook her head, "Are you still going to the set?"
He nodded, "There's a fight scene in the morning, but nothing to do in the afternoon."
"Then go ahead and do your work. I'll come to see you at noon." Jiang Ling was really tired. She hadn't slept well all night because she was worried, and then she rushed over in the early morning. Now that she relaxed, she felt tired again.
"Okay." Zhou Jing'an pulled her into the house. "Then you should get some sleep first. Send me a message when you wake up."
When Jiang Ling woke up from her sleep, it was just past nine o'clock. She asked Zhou Jing'an if it would be convenient for her to go over, after all, some crews had strict confidentiality.
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