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The moment he turned off the computer, Xia Zhitang leaned back in his chair and looked out the window tiredly.
The rows of blue glass roofs outside the window reflected the golden sunlight, the sky was so blue, but what was she busy with?
Xia Zhitang stood outside the window holding a coffee cup with a melancholy look, imitating Lin Jingming's way of looking at the toy-like vehicles passing through the black asphalt road outside the window.
She tapped the surface of the ceramic cup with her fingertips, thinking about her next itinerary.
I just need to wait for feedback on the execution of the project at hand. I have a negotiation meeting the day after tomorrow, so my time is free tomorrow.
She took out her cell phone and opened WeChat.
The video of Qingwu sent by Gu Zian was flashing in the pinned group. Xia Zhitang couldn't help but feel tears in his eyes when he saw his daughter eating complementary food bite by bite in the video with a depressed mood.
She put down her phone, paused for a few minutes, then picked it up and sent an "awesome" emoticon to the group.
In the family group, Gu Zian posts a few short videos every day, Xia Zhitang responds with emoticons, but Gu's father remains silent.
Xia Zhitang sighed. The day before yesterday, when he went back to have dinner with Gu's father, he couldn't help but lose his temper. He expressed his dissatisfaction with the fact that the couple were busy with work and left Xiao Qingwu to be taken care of by the nanny.
She actually understood Gu's father. After all, Gu Zian's mother was so gentle and virtuous, and she managed both family and work very well before her family became successful.
Although she was very grateful to her mother-in-law for teaching Gu Zian so well, she couldn't give up her current career.
After taking the last sip of bitter coffee, Xia Zhitang decided to go back to sleep early.
As I closed the door with my car keys in hand, my eyes caught sight of the small gold-painted words on the office next door - Chief Director's Office.
Xia Zhitang suddenly thought of someone he hadn't seen for a long time since joining the crew. He wondered if the filming was going well for him.
By the time Xia Zhitang reacted, she had already driven the car near Lin Jingming's crew.
The security department stopped her car, and Xia Zhitang realized that she had forgotten to say hello to Lin Jingming.
Just as I was about to take out my cell phone to make a call, the production director happened to pass by.
"Teacher Xia!" He trotted over enthusiastically. "The parking lot is on the right. We're filming exterior scenes today, so the studio is on the left. Director Lin is in the RV right now, the blue one in the middle."
The railing was then lifted up, and Xia Zhitang thanked him with a smile.
After parking the car, Lin Jingming's message popped up. The man directly sent her a location, followed by a string of shooting information.
Xia Zhitang combed her hair with her fingertips, smiled bitterly, found a hair tie and tied it into a low ponytail.
The busy days suddenly became quiet for a while, but she felt an inexplicable discomfort.
I can’t explain why I plunged into the once familiar set, but after seeing Lin Jingming’s message, the heart that had been hanging since yesterday inexplicably calmed down.
At lunch time, Xia Zhitang yawned while eating braised pork ribs.
Lin Jingming pulled her up while she was reading the script like a chicken pecking at rice: "Take a nap on the sofa."
Xia Zhitang was already drowsy and fell into a sweet dream lying on the sofa wrapped in the thin blanket that Lin Jingming had spread out for him.
Lin Jingming looked at the dark circles under Xia Zhitang's eyes, sighed, and reached out to gently pinch the tip of her nose.
Xia Zhitang, who was sleeping soundly, had his eyelids twitching slightly and fell asleep again.
Lin Jingming pursed his lips helplessly, leaned over and kissed her lips.
As expected, he didn’t wake up. It seems he is really tired.
He smiled gently and restrainedly tasted her jelly-like lips. Hmm, sweet.
Xia Zhitang was awakened by the aroma of food. She had been sleeping so soundly that it took her dozens of seconds to realize where she was.
"Awake?" Lin Jingming looked at Xia Zhitang with a confused expression, and felt his throat slightly itchy, and his Adam's apple moved unconsciously.
"How long have I slept?" Xia Zhitang wrapped himself in the quilt, unwilling to get up.
"Four hours."
Lin Jingming stood up, and the pale yellow light shone on his chest. In the dim light, Xia Zhitang could vaguely see the outline of Lin Jingming's chin and his eyes sparkling with light.
"What's wrong?"
Xia Zhitang suddenly realized that he was crying.
She shook her head and raised the back of her hand to wipe away her tears, but the more she wiped, the more tears came.
Xia Zhitang watched Lin Jingming approaching step by step from the corner of his eye, and his heart trembled unconsciously, and he subconsciously turned to face the backrest.
"Silly." Lin Jingming sighed from behind, "If you're sad, just cry it out, don't hold it in."
Xia Zhitang's scalp went numb, and he felt as if his tear ducts were suddenly opened, and the surging tears gushed out like a mountain torrent.
Xia Zhitang could not remember when Lin Jingming held her in his arms. She only felt that his warm body was like a lonely boat in the waves, drifting in the wind and waves with her confused self.
After most of Lin Jingming's shirt was wet, Xia Zhitang's sobbing gradually weakened, and she lay in his arms like a kitten with its ears erect.
"Have you cried enough?" He stuffed the tissue box into Xia Zhitang's arms.
"Um."
After regaining consciousness, Xia Zhitang rested his forehead on Lin Jingming's shoulder and wiped his face with a tissue.
Lin Jingming rested his fingertips lightly on Xia Zhitang's spine, inhaling her unique lotus fragrance, wishing the time could last a little longer.
The sky darkened completely, and the atmosphere between the two gradually became subtle.
Xia Zhitang belatedly felt a little uncomfortable, and a question flashed through his mind very quickly, but was interrupted by Lin Jingming's vibrating cell phone under the desk lamp.
"Your phone is ringing." Xia Zhitang's nasal tone was a little heavy.
"Yeah." Lin Jingming responded but did not move.
"Maybe it's an urgent matter." Xia Zhitang pushed Lin Jingming's chest.
"hiss."
Lin Jingming took a breath and replied in a muffled voice: "My feet are numb."
Xia Zhitang burst out laughing, and then he felt his cheeks getting hot unconsciously.
"I'll get it for you." She jumped and handed the phone to Lin Jingming.
His rough fingertips brushed across Xia Zhitang's calloused knuckles. In the dim light, the dim light from the phone screen shone on his cheek.
"Hey, okay, you guys eat first, and then we'll have a small meeting in the conference room in an hour."
Xia Zhitang suddenly felt a little guilty. Lin Jingming himself was also very busy...
"Let's eat first." Lin Jingming threw his phone aside and moved his feet to the ground using the sofa cushions.
Xia Zhitang fumbled to press the switch of the ceiling light. Bright light filled the RV, and Xia Zhitang subconsciously squinted his eyes.
The two of them sat opposite each other at the dining table and ate. Xia Zhitang was already starving, and after venting his anger, his appetite became very good.
When Lin Jingming put the braised shrimps into Xia Zhitang's bowl, she looked at the plump shrimps and couldn't help but ask the question that had been suppressed for a long time.
"Why didn't you ask me why I was crying?"
Lin Jingming raised his eyebrows slightly: "Why are you crying?"
"Lin Jingming, you are so bad." Xia Zhitang put down his bowl and chopsticks.
"Aunt, what's wrong with me?" Lin Jingming curled his lips helplessly, feeling that Xia Zhitang had become more and more coquettish recently.
Xia Zhitang looked at Lin Jingming with an innocent face, then lowered his eyes to stare at the braised shrimps he put into his bowl. He felt that something was wrong but couldn't put his finger on what it was.
"If you don't want to talk, eat first." Lin Jingming looked at his watch. There were still 40 minutes left, enough time for them to argue.
"Lin Jingming."
"Yeah, I'm listening."
Xia Zhitang picked up her chopsticks and poked the rice in her bowl: "I don't think I'm a good wife or a good mother."
"Hehe, who said that? I'll help you beat him up." Lin Jingming threw the chopsticks on the table, scaring Xia Zhitang.
He glanced at Xia Zhitang and slowed down his tone: "Xia Zhitang, when have you ever cared about what others think?"
"But..." Xia Zhitang retorted subconsciously, "I left Qingwu in Hangzhou."
"Oh, you can create a child by yourself?" Lin Jingming broke open a new pair of chopsticks with a look of disappointment. "So what if Gu Zian looks at Qingwu? Does he not want to be Qingwu's father? It's not like you need to treat your child like the moon that revolves around the earth."
He picked up his chopsticks and tapped Xia Zhitang on the forehead: "Why don't you just come and help me film, so you don't have to worry about this all day long."
"That's not what I meant." Xia Zhitang tried hard to find words to describe his inner feelings. "I just feel that everyone needs me, but I..."
"Then you have to split yourself into several pieces?" Lin Jingming looked at Xia Zhitang with his hands inserted. This guy shouldn't be like this. Where did the courage to reject him go?
"Do you think you're a rescue hotline that responds to every request? No, even rescue hotlines are not as enthusiastic as you." Lin Jingming stood up and paced back and forth in the RV.
"Xia Zhitang, are your hormones unstable after giving birth?" He squinted at Xia Zhitang, "I'm telling you, you have to become yourself before you can extend your relationship with the world."
"Be yourself first..." A gleam of light flashed in Xia Zhitang's eyes, and his upturned eyelashes trembled slightly.
"Yes, be yourself first." Lin Jingming bent down and looked at Xia Zhitang's red eyes.
Gu Zian is a coward, and Xia Zhitang should be herself, not Gu Zian’s wife, which is a constraint for her.
Xia Zhitang felt that Lin Jingming's eyes contained thousands of words, as if he wanted to penetrate her eyes and reach her heart through their gaze.
Lin Jingming looked at Xia Zhitang's lowered eyes, a helpless sigh passed through his heart, he straightened up, took out a cigarette from his pocket, smoked one and put it in his mouth.
"When are we going back?" He suddenly lost his appetite and took out his cell phone to start looking at the meeting materials.
Xia Zhitang thought about tomorrow's schedule: "Wait a minute or tomorrow morning."
"I'll ask someone to get you a room. It's hard to drive here at night." Lin Jingming made the decision for Xia Zhitang in a domineering manner.
"Yeah, okay." Xia Zhitang glanced at Lin Jingming's half-eaten lunch box and asked, "Is the food not to your liking?"
"There's going to be a meeting later."
"Looking for you for a midnight snack tonight?" Xia Zhitang felt a little uneasy.
Lin Jingming looked at Xia Zhitang deeply and nodded.
"Okay, the kebab place at the door is good."
Xia Zhitang suddenly relaxed in his heart and was not angry.
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