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    Yi Lang had obviously just left the workplace.

    There was still makeup on his face, and his slightly long black hair was fixed with hairspray. The classic wolf-running style revealed the man’s smooth and full forehead, as well as his captivating, beautiful and shining peach blossom eyes.

    The eyelashes are long and straight, casting shadows on the thin eyelids, as if butterfly wings are trembling.

    Some people may be born with God’s preference.

    With such an outstanding face, not even a single flaw can be seen on the skin.

    He should be the darling of the camera, standing under the spotlight and accepting those infatuated and fanatical gazes, because he has that value, and the value is not only reflected in his impeccable appearance, but also in the charm that is naturally revealed in every move and every move.

    There is no need to say any extra words, just stand there and admire it quietly with your eyes.

    However, in the closed compartment space with Yi Lang, what Xue Xue thought of was Zhang Moli’s words.

    Bullying and molestation.

    The former alone almost brought Xue Zhiyou to a dead end. If the latter was added…

    She couldn’t help but shudder.

    “Will it be cold?”

    “Huh?” Xue Xue was stunned for a moment before realizing what Yi Lang was talking about.”No, it won’t.”

    However, Yi Lang obviously felt that this was an excuse. He pulled his arm back casually and pulled out a blanket. It also had Yi Lang’s cartoons printed on it. It looked like it was a peripheral product made by fans.

    The big star personally brought him a blanket, so Xue Xue would not be stupid enough to refuse.

    “Thank you.”

    She politely thanked her, and Yi Lang glanced at her but said nothing.

    Time is passing quietly.

    Xue Xue’s eyes couldn’t help but move to the man who was resting with his eyes closed, and there was a script on his knee.

    Xue Xue thought it was rumored recently that the talented director Gong Yi, who has won many heavyweight awards at home and abroad, is preparing to play a role in the new film “When I Fall in Love”. Although the role is not much, he is the heroine’s crush in school.

    Most of them are flashbacks, and there is also a scene where the heroine walks to a nearby bookstore alone after a fierce argument with the hero, and encounters her first love who happens to be walking out of the porch.

    The heroine knew that he had returned to China, and she also knew that he was looking for her through his former classmates, but thinking that reality had polished off all the edges and that she had become ordinary and inferior, she did not muster up the courage to come forward and say hello, but hid behind the pillar and watched him hold up an umbrella and his figure gradually disappeared into the rain.

    There are not many scenes, but the main line runs through, and the image is also likeable.

    It is conceivable that after it was reported that the confirmed person was Yi Lang, there was another wave of bloodshed on the Internet.

    “Aren’t you going to take off your makeup?”

    Finally, Xue Xue, who felt that the atmosphere was so quiet that people were on pins and needles, couldn’t help but speak.

    Yi Lang didn’t open his eyes and still kept his hands on his abdomen. Just when Xue Xue thought he was asleep and was thinking about whether to put a blanket on him, the man spoke.

    There was obvious fatigue in his voice.

    “There are still commercials to shoot at eleven o’clock.”

    “…”

    Apart from the glamorous side, just like all walks of life have their own hardships, Xue Xue did not try to comfort himself. He just silently imitated Yi Lang’s posture and leaned his upper body on the back of the chair.

    “What for?”

    “With you.”

    Xue Xue noticed Yi Lang’s momentary stiffness.

    She thought that men were probably not used to accepting kindness from others, especially this kind of ambiguous kindness.

    Although the evaluation of Yi Lang is not good in the film and television circles and the music industry, as an idol, Yi Lang has received extremely high praise.

    He does not mess around with relationships between men and women, nor does he venture into areas he is not familiar with. He concentrates on his career and has been working hard for ten years. For fans who watch Yi Lang grow up, the satisfaction they get is probably as gratifying as watching their own children grow up.

    “I don’t need company.”

    The hoarse bass echoed clearly in the car room.

    Xue Xue turned her head and stared at him.

    Someone once described Yi Lang’s outlines as being like a painter’s line drawings, which are delicate brushstrokes that can only be shown on paper.

    After taking a closer look, I realized that this statement was not an exaggeration.

    Xue Xue stared for too long.

    Yi Lang feels this way, and Xue Xue also knows it.

    But she had no intention of looking away.

    “It doesn’t matter.”

    Yi Lang opened his eyes suddenly and met Xue Xue’s gaze.

    It’s not so much gentleness as it is understanding and tolerance, understanding his resistance, tolerating his rejection, not dictating his choices, just… believing.

    The moment he realized the word appeared, an expression of disbelief appeared on Yi Lang’s face.

    Xue Xue had a thought in her mind and put her palm on the back of Yi Lang’s hand in a tentative way.

    Warmth and coldness.

    At the moment of contact, the two of them felt at the same time the trembling caused by the resonance of their souls, like fire with scalding heat being sprinkled into the blood. The moment it exploded, even the cells were screaming.

    Longing to be closer.

    Come closer.

    Even if you are teetering on the edge of the cliff, you will not be afraid or scared.

    Because I know that there is a person below who will overcome all difficulties, face myself, and catch myself.

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