Chapter 948

There are no street lights in the countryside. At the moment, the lights are out of sight. The crew members live in the town, and the cars are hullabouring away.

Gu Jingxing then half squatted down: "small ran, come up, I carry you back to the car."

Song ran was not polite to him. He jumped up to his broad and strong back, and put his hands around his neck: "Jingxing, I estimate that in the two months in this crew, I will finish the farm work that I can't do in my whole life. What can I do if my hands grow calluses?"

With a flashlight in his hand, Yin Hua walked in front of him to show them the way.

Gu Jingxing said with a low smile: "it's long. It's good to have a period of time after shooting."

Song Ran is swinging her legs. The night wind in the countryside is blowing over her head. The moonlight is cold. But she is beside her favorite person. She feels very warm.

She reached out and touched his ear: "I like the thin cocoon on your hand. It seems that your palm is very warm and dry. When you touch my face with the palm with thin cocoon, I am full of warmth and touching."

Gu Jingxing's mouth curved: "then I'll touch more later, eh?"

Song ran was lying on his shoulder and said with a smile, "you can touch it."

Gu Jingxing coughed and laughed.

Yin Hua walked alone in the cold and bleak wind, wrapped up his little cotton padded jacket.

It was early March, and the temperature was still very low. Tang Ji'an sat at home and cooked his own tea.

He has no interests and hobbies. His only living hobby seems to be to climb up and satisfy his father and become his successor.

Once upon a time, he didn't think there was anything wrong with such a life. It was normal for a man to strive for fame and profit. What's more, his starting point was higher than others, so he should be satisfied.

But now, at 11 o'clock in the night, he couldn't sleep. He drank tea cup by cup, and the more he drank, the more sober he became.

He felt that such a life was meaningless. Like his father, he stood at the top of his power. Then? Watch everyone bow to themselves, and then?

And then? He asked himself, as if he often felt empty recently, as if he wanted to grasp something, to make his black and white life lively, to talk and laugh, and even to be run over by some sharp mouthed people.

He chuckles twice, don Jian, you are masochistic.

He leaned on the back of his chair, drinking the cup of tea from 9:00 p.m. to 1:00 a.m., his heart was still empty.

He thought, how could he feel empty when he was so busy with his work that so many people came to ask him for help every day, and so many people flattered him and flattered him?

Words like emptiness should not appear in him.

He was lying in the big bed, but his brain was very clear. He told himself that it was time to go to bed. It was time for you to go to bed.

There was a figure on the ceiling above.

He suddenly closed his eyes, women are a disaster, he should not think about women, he should not be a woman to affect his emotions.

It's not right. It's not right.

He closed his eyes, but he couldn't turn off the images in his mind like turning off the tap.

She is so young, so beautiful, so fresh, so moving, so lovely, so pretty

The body is the most incapable of lying. When he thinks of someone in his mind, all his empty emotions slowly disappear, and his consciousness gradually becomes lax.

Only when he thinks about her can he not lose sleep.