Zhong Xie has a talent that everyone in this circle envies.

——No matter when and where, on the premise of sufficient time, she can go to sleep in a very short time to adjust her state after calculating the time.

It's just that at the moment she doesn't seem to be sleeping soundly, her eyebrows are drawn inward, a few subtle marks are squeezed out between her eyebrows, and the peaks of her eyebrows are slightly raised.

She carefully moved the stool and sat forward, getting closer by the faint light of the little sun.

When Zhong Xie slept on the set, she would habitually wear eyepatch and earplugs. This time, only the earplugs were put in the ears, but the blackout eyepatch was left on the side, and there was a big lala in front of her. the little sun.

Li Xunluo blocked some of the light from the little sun, couldn't help stretching out his hand to gently press between the peaks of her wrinkled eyebrows, looking at the small crater that was squeezed down there, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips, Immediately afterwards, he relaxed and murmured, "You can only be so obedient when you are asleep..."

Zhong Xie is a completely different individual from her.

She herself looks very gentle on the surface, but in fact she has a stubborn temper, and she can't pull back nine cows when she gets sick.

But Zhong Xie did not.

Zhong Xie always looks so self-reliant and prudent, and he is really deliberate in dealing with things. In front of outsiders, he is always the perfect and impeccable actress, but in fact, only those who are familiar with her know that Zhong Xie also has a very impulsive and irritable side in private. Sometimes naive like a three-year-old child.

It's just that he hasn't been naive for many years, and Li Xunluo almost couldn't even remember what Zhong Xie acted like a baby.

The rest time is less than two hours, but it is very rare for Li Xunluo, the short time they can have together in peace.

She held Zhong Xie's hand to keep her warm, and let the light shine on the quilt she was covering with a little crack, and warmed her hand with her own body temperature. When her hand was cold, she let Zhong Xie's hand go Stick it on your face for a while, or put it in your arms carefully, and keep rubbing it with your thumbs.

Fan Xiaojian who just went out came back after a while, carrying a cup of fragrant tea water, which was still steaming.

Li Xunluo looked up at her and thanked her in a low voice.

"Sister, it's too late today. Shall I call a car to take you back?" Fan Xiaojian sat on the other side of the bed. She also moved a small horse from somewhere, and sat with her legs wide open.

Li Xunluo shook her head, her face was still a little pale, her lips looked bloodless, she said softly, "Don't bother, open a room for me nearby, I'll rest there for a night before leaving."

After speaking, she looked up at Fan Xiaojian, said with a wry smile, "My stomach can't take it anymore, I came here on the midnight bus, and I vomited twice on Guanglu Road, so I don't have much energy to toss around."

Fan Xiaojian frowned instantly, and gave a light 'ah' in empathy, and started to spin in place like a small spinning top, looked closely at Li Xunluo, and said, "You're all right now, sister, it's only your first day Just got out of the hospital, don't go back..."

"It's okay." Li Xunluo said, "Just take a rest."

Only then did Fan Xiaojian pitifully stop her circling movements, gave up the idea of ​​sending Li Xunluo back, and obediently went out to arrange a room.

Li Xunluo himself came aggressively, but he didn't expect to see Zhong Xie who looked like this.

His face was pale, his figure was thin, and he looked even thinner than her, and the height of almost 1.7 meters was not so serious.

Therefore, it is not enough for her to be distressed at the moment, so how can she have any time to think about how to "invoke the teacher and ask the crime".

Then Li Xunluo tucked the quilt up for Zhong Xie, then Li Xunluo greeted Fan Xiaojian, who was standing on one side, and said in a low voice, "Be careful, don't let her push the quilt for the last ten minutes, and put the little one on when she sweats." The sun is off, just wipe it off for her, and cover it to avoid the cold wind."

Zhong Xie loves to sweat after waking up, which is uncomfortable in itself, and if he has a fever, it will only make things worse.

"Okay, I know." No matter how many times Fan Xiaojian heard it, he still wrote it down carefully.

These are actually clichés. Every time Li Xunluo meets with the team, no matter whether it is a big or small matter, he has to personally verify everything, until he can ensure that there is no omission in the slightest.

No matter what, Fan Xiaojian has been with Zhong Xie for so many years, although there are still things that she doesn't know, but there is not a single one that should be known.

Naturally, Li Xunluo also knew about this, but he still couldn't hold back, he just wanted to say a few more words, as if he wanted to make up for all the years he had missed in his previous life, he babbled endlessly.

I felt as if I was possessed by Tang Seng at that moment.

When Li Xunluo said that his voice was a little tired during the intermission, Fan Xiaojian finally saw the opportunity to speak, "Sister Luoluo, can I ask you, why did you suddenly think of coming here?"

Li Xunluo let out an inexplicable laugh, and asked her back, "Are you asking me?"

Fan Xiaojian nodded.

"I don't know why." Li Xunluo smiled, "I really don't know, it's just that I came here on impulse."

I don't know why, Fan Xiaojian suddenly heard some vague concerns from this sentence that made the single dog very jealous - after all, not long ago, the old man who was lying in it just "desperate everything" and "just now" A hothead' dropped the whole crew who were waiting for her.

So she pulled up the corners of her lips and smiled, showing a classic smirk, "Okay."

After sending Li Xunluo to the edge of the green cloth, Fan Xiaojian didn't continue to send it out, but called a side attendant to make sure he sent Li Xunluo back to the hotel safely.

At the moment when he went down the stairs, Li Xunluo seemed to have thought of something suddenly, turned his head solemnly, and said, "Jianzi."

"Hey, sister Luoluo is here!" Fan Xiaojian was shocked, and stared at Li Xunluo with wide eyes.

Li Xunluo's face was very solemn, and he said seriously, "You just do what I told you just now. Don't tell Zhong Xie that I told you."

Although Fan Xiaojian has been with Zhong Xie for many years and is close, but not close.

There are many things in private life that Fan Xiaojian doesn't know, and Zhong Xie doesn't bother to talk about them.

After Xia Zhongxie came into the theater, he had to change his costumes, from the inside to the outside, he had to change to new ones, there was nothing wrong with it.

But she touched the close-fitting clothes just now, and they were quite cool silk satin.

Clothes of this kind of texture feel cold at the beginning of summer, not to mention the four-ninth cold weather, and Zhong Xie is afraid of the cold. This experience is undoubtedly a kind of torture.

So she just said a few small habits that she would do every day, and asked Fan Xiaojian to follow them one by one.

What can make Zhong Xie comfortable comes from her mouth. Even if Fan Xiaojian thinks it is a little unreliable, she will still copy all of them without hesitation.

Seeing Li Xunluo say this, Fan Xiaojian rolled her eyes and said forcefully, "Okay! I definitely won't say it myself!"

——But if Zhong Xie forced her to say it, then I don't know.

Li Xunluo knew the character of Fan Xiaojian's dead child too well, so he could naturally understand the implication of what she hadn't said, so he smiled in his heart and left contentedly.

After all, this is exactly what she wanted - she wished that Fan Xiaojian would turn her face away and tell Zhong Xie all the things that happened to her today, and it would be best if she could accurately measure her breathing rate and any micro-expression, and then add fuel and vinegar. Fan, the more exaggerated the better.

Li Xunluo wrapped the clothes around her body, looked back at the young man following her, exhaled white breath with a smile, and said with a red nose, "Do you smell mint?"

It was probably the first time for the young man to come into contact with a "big man" of Fan Xiaojian's level, and he was personally named as a gift, so when facing Li Xunluo, who was accompanied by Fan Xiaojian respectfully, he rubbed his hands and said, "I heard that." Miss Li, come with me, Miss Jian booked a mint-themed hotel for you, saying that you are not feeling well now, and staying in this hotel is very good for your health."

This long-lost but familiar title of Miss Jian made Li Xunluo unconsciously twitch the corners of his lips, as if he wanted to laugh.

But in an instant, as if nothing had happened, he smiled at the man, raised his chin silently, and signaled him to lead the way.

But when he reached an intersection, Li Xunluo suddenly turned his head again, looking at the brightly lit theater under the night.

The gate of the crew could no longer be seen here, but Li Xunluo suddenly felt that Zhong Xie should have woken up by now.

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