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Xia Zhitang covered Lin Jingming's mouth: "Can you please speak properly?"
She couldn't help but burst into tears again. "Please don't go on any dangerous filming projects, okay? I really thought you were going to die in front of me."
"Okay, I won't go. I promise you." Lin Jingming felt that his heart was about to be melted by her tears, and he leaned over to kiss her tears.
Xia Zhitang only felt more aggrieved: "Do you know how painful it is for me to see you faint in front of me?"
She pushed his shoulder as she spoke, "Do you know how scared I am to have your body wheeled out of the emergency room?"
"Lin Jingming, you have to stay alive. Don't make me regret coming to Tibet with you to film."
From the moment Lin Jingming fainted, Xia Zhitang didn't dare to close his eyes, for fear that he would be gone as soon as he opened his eyes.
Her calmness and strength at that time were just a forced effort because she had no other choice. She couldn't panic or fall down.
No one knew that beneath her calm mask was a huge amount of negative emotions.
At this moment, with only the two of them left in the room, she dared to vent her hidden emotions freely.
"It's still alive, listen." Lin Jingming pulled Xia Zhitang's hand under his clothes and placed it on his warm chest. "It has a very strong heart."
Xia Zhitang burst into tears and couldn't help but hook her other hand around Lin Jingming's neck.
Lin Jingming helplessly lifted the quilt folded at the end of the bed and wrapped them both in it. He hurriedly pulled out the tissue pressed under Xia Zhitang's waist and wiped her tears.
Then he turned over while holding the person, letting Xia Zhitang lie on top of him.
After all this trouble, the retained needle hole began to bleed, but he didn't notice it.
Xia Zhitang unzipped Lin Jingming's coat, leaned on his chest, listened to his heartbeat and cried.
After listening for a long time, I finally confirmed that the man in front of me had no chance of dying. I vented most of my surging emotions through tears, and then turned to sobbing.
Lin Jingming saw the person in his arms grab the tissue and start blowing her nose, and he knew that her mood had finally calmed down a little.
Xia Zhitang threw away the tissue and realized that he had been lying on Lin Jingming in an ambiguous posture and crying for a long time. His face turned red and he was about to get up but was pulled back by Lin Jingming.
"I promised you a reward, but you haven't fulfilled it yet." He said as he started coughing.
"Let's talk about it after you recover." Xia Zhitang decided to default on the debt.
"No, I want to exchange it immediately." Lin Jingming knew very well that Xia Zhitang was usually too emotionally stable. Once she reacted, it would be difficult for him to have another chance.
"Feed me some water, like last time." He tried to seduce Xia Zhitang.
"No." Xia Zhitang refused decisively.
Lin Jingming turned over, pressed the person down, and kissed him directly.
This time he was much more domineering. Last time he was testing the waters cautiously, but this time he was making an oath without any restraint.
Xia Zhitang's emotions were fluctuating wildly tonight. When she was weak, she could hardly withstand the other party's attack. As they kissed, she felt her brain starting to lack oxygen again.
Lin Jingming's hand, which was holding Xia Zhitang's head, slowly slid across her earlobe, from her jawline to her neck, and his hand with thin calluses lingered at her collarbone.
With a "bang", the string called rationality in Xia Zhitang's mind was broken by Lin Jingming's provocation.
The hand she had placed on her chest involuntarily rested lightly on Lin Jingming's shoulder.
Lin Jingming was overjoyed and began to retreat, subtly luring Xia Zhitang to come over and play.
After his repeated solicitations, Xia Zhitang slowly moved out of the door and tentatively played with him.
Lin Jingming drew circles on the soft flesh around her waist in dissatisfaction, and Xia Zhitang's breathing became irregular.
His hand slowly slid upwards, and his tongue became stronger, wrapping her up and exploring.
The two people's breathing gradually became rapid and their body temperature began to rise.
Unconsciously, Lin Jingming's hand slowly slid up along her waistline.
Just as he was about to continue to capture the next high ground, the door of the ward was opened with a bang.
Xia Zhitang felt as if his sanity had been slapped back into his body from the lost sky.
With the creaking sound of the door closing, she finally regained her strength, pushed Lin Jingming away, and crawled under the bed using her hands and feet.
She pulled down her skirt awkwardly: "That's enough, there won't be a next time."
"Xia Xia, you enjoy it too." Lin Jingming looked at Xia Zhitang with sparkling eyes as he licked his paws slowly like a big cat that had a full meal.
"Director Lin is a great kisser, but..." She wiped her moist lips with the back of her hand, "talking about love affects work."
"Working together as a man and a woman is less tiring." Lin Jingming started coughing again, but he still grabbed the water cup and drank a sip of cold water to suppress the itch. "The deeper the communication, the more emotionally rich the work can be."
Xia Zhitang laughed out of anger. This nonsense of rhetoric was very much like Lin Jingming's.
"I'm sorry, I can't do that." Xia Zhitang picked up the bag on the chair and said, "Since we're not on the same page, I'll leave."
"Remember to come early tomorrow." Lin Jingming shouted at Xia Zhitang's back.
Xia Zhitang tossed and turned in her bed in the B&B. She had never expected that things would almost get out of control.
Fortunately, the sound of the door opening brought her back to her senses in time, otherwise, with her emotions on the verge of getting out of control, she might really not be able to control herself and complete the next thing with the mentality of repaying a favor.
Although she was destined to feel guilty towards Lin Jingming for the rest of her life, this definitely did not include repaying him by "giving herself to him".
This is unfair to anyone.
She made up her mind that she could no longer be alone in a room with Lin Jingming - the best isolation was to completely break the confined space.
After rolling around in bed for more than an hour, Xia Zhitang suffered from insomnia, a rare condition.
She sighed, resigned herself to her fate, put on her coat and turned on the light.
Since I'm so upset and can't sleep, I might as well just do the things at hand first.
She took out her tablet and began to do the most basic material classification.
At this moment, her mind was in a mess and she could only do things that didn't require much brainpower.
As she sorted the materials, she couldn't help but look at and browse the materials, and began to think about how to use them.
Two hours passed, and the exhausted Xia Zhitang finally regained his composure. With his head beginning to feel dizzy from exhaustion, he snuggled into the quilt and fell into a sweet dream.
In the dream, Lin Jingming transformed into a big tiger and kept chasing Xia Zhitang.
She was caught off guard and fell to the ground by the tiger, which tore her clothes with its claws.
She pushed the tiger away in panic and ran forward, covering her chest.
She met Gu Zian under a big tree, and she anxiously grabbed Gu Zian's hand and ran for her life.
As he was running, he found that the person pulling him turned out to be Lin Jingming.
The buzzing sound of the phone interrupted the annoying nightmare. Xia Zhitang picked up the phone in a daze: "It's already nine o'clock, why haven't you come yet?"
Lin Jingming grumbled unhappily on the other end of the phone: "I'm about to start the nebulization, are you still not up?"
"Lin Jingming, you are in your thirties, I am not your babysitter." Xia Zhitang irritably pushed back the hair that was sticking to her cheek.
"I'm lying here to save you!"
"I paid it back last night!"
"Are you so cruel?"
"What else? Cooperate well and go back to Taipei tomorrow. I have to pack materials today and don't have time to go over. See you at the hospital tomorrow morning at nine!"
In the office building of the Taipei Star Group, Xia Zhitang was writing a production schedule in his office when the phone on his desk vibrated and Lin Jingming's name popped up on the screen.
"Come over and check the editing." There was a cough in the background.
"Director, please give it to me once you've made your decision." Xia Zhitang typed on a document while speaking speakerphone. "I'm working on the schedule. I need to prepare the budget for recording and publicity."
"Don't you have an assistant? Is the quality of the work more important or is publicity more important?"
"Both are important. I want to avoid a situation where the work is well-received but not well-received. You, on the other hand, are the soul of the work's quality. No one else could produce such an excellent work."
"Don't use honorifics!" Lin Jingming raised his voice on the other end of the phone. "You don't need to do this simple thing. You're responsible for the editing."
"Mr. Cheng has arranged several good editors. Once the manuscript is out, they will make a few rough cuts for you to see." Xia Zhitang switched back to the receiver mode.
"I don't have the time to train newcomers. I want you!" Lin Jingming rejected Xia Zhitang's proposal rudely while coughing.
"Then you can talk to Mr. Cheng." Xia Zhitang felt helpless.
"Okay, you want to play this trick on me, right?" Lin Jingming on the other end of the phone said with some gritted teeth.
"I'm also working hard for the film, but the division of labor is different. Lin Jingming, you can't tie me up there." Xia Zhitang tried hard to explain to Lin Jingming.
"Tie? Do you think I'm forcing you?" After Lin Jingming said this, he burst into a thunderous cough.
"No." Xia Zhitang realized that he had said the wrong thing, "Okay, I'll come later."
"Why don't you take your medicine properly?" Xia Zhitang checked Lin Jingming's medicine box and found that he had not taken his morning medicine yet.
"I'm not in the mood." Lin Jingming gave her a sour look.
"Are you childish?" Xia Zhitang stuffed the medicine box into his arms, "Eat!"
"Who gives me orders?" Lin Jingming smashed the medicine box to the ground, and the round pills rolled all over the floor. "You won't even cut the film!"
"With so many excellent editors, can't you take a look at the results they produce first?"
"What is editing? It's a secondary processing based on a deeper understanding of the film." Lin Jingming sneered, "Did they witness a life-and-death struggle on the snowy plains? Did they spend the whole night discussing the script plan with me?"
Lin Jingming looked at Xia Zhitang with a sharp, cold blade, ready to split the most hidden secret in her heart: "Or, can you not control your feelings for me?"
"It's you who can't control yourself." Xia Zhitang grabbed Lin Jingming's collar, "It's you who doesn't want me to leave, it's you who relies on me."
"I'm so moved by you that I can't help myself." Lin Jingming's fingertips gently brushed Xia Zhitang's red lips, "But there's no one more suitable for the editing process than you. My love for you doesn't conflict with the film's need for you."
"You did it on purpose!" Xia Zhitang let go of Lin Jingming and let him fall on the bed.
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