"Xia Xi".
The man picked up a pen and wrote something in his notebook, then continued to ask:
Where were you on the night of the incident?
"I'm...in my room. I went to bed early."
"Was there anything unusual about the deceased? Or was there any unusual conflict between the deceased and the deceased?"
Facing the man's sharp gaze, Xia Xi picked at her fingers, pursed her lips tightly, and was in a state of extreme tension.
No, no.
The man looked up at her, a glint of light flashing in his narrow eyes, gone in an instant.
"Don't be nervous, I don't eat children's food."
The man's ability to joke inexplicably made Xia Xi even more apprehensive.
"Tell me about what happened this morning. How did you find the deceased? I heard you two weren't particularly close. What made you decide to deliver milk to her?"
The man pressed closer, and under his sharp gaze, Xia Xi's secrets were laid bare.
"We had a minor disagreement, which is why I wanted to explain what happened to her."
We're in a small team, but the conflicts run deep, making things very difficult for the team leader.
Upon hearing this, the man became interested. He crossed his legs and swung them under the table, propping his chin up with one hand, and looked at Xia Xi with a half-smile.
"What conflict? Tell me about it."
Xia Xi looked up at him, her eyes wet like a fawn's, filled with fear and a hint of anger.
Before the man could see clearly, the girl quickly lowered her head again. Everything before seemed like a hallucination.
“You have the right to remain silent, Xia Xi.”
The oppressive interrogation room fell silent once again.
"May I leave now?"
Xia Xi spoke softly, sitting up straight, just like the good student teachers always talked about and the child other people's parents always mentioned.
"Can."
Watching Xia Xi's retreating figure, the man rubbed the stubble on his chin with one hand, then revealed a thoughtful smile, a glint of light flashing in his dark eyes, as if he were deep in thought.
As the scene ended, Luo Jiu drew back the curtains, and the dazzling sunlight instantly filled the entire room. The oppressive and tense atmosphere from the previous scene vanished, leaving only a warm feeling.
"I think you're lying to me. You acted so well just now..."
Encountering a skilled co-star can rapidly improve your acting skills.
In the few minutes she had just acted opposite Shen Jinchen, Luo Jiu was completely excited. She was fully focused on the scene, while also making sure she wasn't led by the script.
If Luo Jiu had known that acting with Shen Yingdi would be such a pleasant experience, she would never have let such a beautiful and useful treasure sit unused and wasted.
"Hmm? Why aren't you saying anything?"
Luo Jiu leaned closer and, seeing Shen Jinchen's unfocused pupils, realized something was wrong.
"What's wrong? Don't scare me!"
Luo Jiu led him to a bench to sit down, patting his shoulders repeatedly with both hands. A bad premonition instantly welled up in Luo Jiu's heart.
Suddenly overwhelmed by fear, Luo Jiu threw herself into Shen Jinchen's arms and hugged him tightly.
The air seemed to freeze instantly, and neither of them spoke again.
The moment Luo Jiu threw herself into Chen Jinchen's arms, her mind went blank, and she didn't think of anything.
In her memory, Shen Jinchen was always a refined and noble man, the kind of man whose gentle smile could make her heart flutter.
She had never seen Shen Jinchen like this before, motionless, as if his soul had fallen into a deep sleep.
The silence frightened her somewhat.
Fortunately, hearing the heartbeat from his chest brought Luo Jiu a moment of peace to her restless heart.
"Don't do this, I'm scared."
Luo Jiu spoke slowly, but something seemed to have touched a nerve, and her voice trembled with a hint of tears.
It looked like she had been bullied badly, but she didn't dare to cry out loud. It was quite heartbreaking to see.
The man's eyes seemed to be stung by something, and his unfocused gaze gradually returned to focus.
He looked at Luo Jiu in his arms, his eyes filled with tenderness, and a smile unconsciously curved his lips.
He slowly stroked Luo Jiu's back, patting it rhythmically, as if coaxing a child.
"Don't cry, it hurts my heart."
Upon hearing this, Luo Jiu released her grip and stared at Shen Jinchen. The distance between them was only a dozen centimeters, and they could hear each other's breathing.
Luo Jiu clearly didn't want to cry, but when she saw Shen Jinchen's familiar smile, a few tears involuntarily welled up in the corners of her eyes.
"What happened? I was so worried!"
She reached out and pounded Chen Jinchen's shoulder repeatedly, but she was so frightened that she felt weak all over, as if she were giving him a massage.
"It's alright, Jiu'er, don't be afraid."
Luo Jiu's strength made Shen Jinchen feel like she was being coquettish, so he couldn't help but pull her into his arms again, comforting her over and over again.
Is this why you've stopped accepting scripts?
Even after adjusting herself, Luo Jiu was still very depressed, and the redness in the corners of her eyes added to her fragility.
"Um."
"Didn't they say it was getting better? Why is it still..."
Luo Jiu didn't know how to describe how she felt at that moment.
It was very uncomfortable; it felt like my heart was being squeezed in someone's hand, and I couldn't breathe.
"I'm much better now. After filming, I stayed in my room for half a month..."
"The therapist said I was too immersed in the role and couldn't get out of it, and that I needed something to distract and release my stress..."
"So, I chose to cook."
Fortunately, I met you... my girl.
Every word Shen Jinchen said made Luo Jiu's throat tighten, and she didn't know how to respond.
So, was cooking just a way for him to release stress?
"So, do you still want to act?"
Since it was her initial passion, Luo Jiu couldn't convince herself to give it up, and presumably Shen Jinchen wouldn't either.
If he still wants to continue, no matter how difficult the road ahead may be, I will definitely accompany him.
"Do you still want to? The Shen Jinchen I remember, the one with a thousand faces, won't give up easily."
Looking at the girl in front of him, whom he loved to the core, Shen Jinchen saw eyes that seemed to hold the stars and the sea, making him fall irrevocably in love and find sweetness in them.
"good."
The early morning sun continued its course along its original path, casting a warmer yet gentler glow that filled the entire rehearsal room.
The girl sitting on the pole swung her legs, looking quite content.
The man looked at the girl, his eyes filled with tenderness and doting affection.
A ray of warm sunlight shone on the man's hair, softening its original black color, as if he had returned to his youth.
His eyes held stars, the kind of stars that shone with renewed hope, bright and dazzling.
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