Nine thousand years old

Chapter 42

The air seemed to be frozen, and the two remained silent like this.

Li Siyuan felt that the silence was too embarrassing, he couldn't even hear Ming Li's breathing, he could only hear his own violent heartbeat.

Mingli pondered for a long time before he said in a daze, "He Yucheng also has a little yellow chicken."

Unexpectedly, Li Siyuan jumped to the topic of little yellow chickens, and got up from Mingli: "Yes, he also bought a pair."

Ming Li's mind began to turn again, that is to say, only his own was sent continuously...

Then, he threw the little yellow chicken away.

Ming Li suddenly got up seriously, and went to find the agency seriously.

He has to go back and find the little yellow chicken!

That kiss was left behind by Mingli like an accident, Li Siyuan was a little thankful that Mingli was not angry, but also a little disappointed.

What can I do, the person I like needs to be pampered even when she cries.

Li Siyuan could only get up and follow him to find the agency.

With the serious version of Lord Yan Jun, the two soon passed the customs on the soul ferry.

Li Siyuan looked at the time and found that it was only after eight o'clock.

"Are you hungry?"

Ming Li shook his head and said, "Go back to the hotel first."

Li Siyuan looked at him: "Why are you going?"

Ming Li's eyes flashed: "Suddenly thought of the place where the little yellow chicken was dropped, go back and look for it."

Li Siyuan was stunned for a moment, and raised his lips: "Shall I go with you?"

Ming Li refused: "I'll go by myself."

Without insisting any more, Li Siyuan went back to the hotel by himself, and Ming Li's figure quickly disappeared in place, and then appeared downstairs in the studio.

There is a garden under this building, it is really difficult to find a small mobile phone chain, Mingli frowned, thought for a moment, and took out an iron token.

The order of Yin soldiers seals millions of Yin soldiers.

Mingli released more than a dozen Yin soldiers, and the Yin soldiers would only follow Yan Jun's command and search the garden immediately.

For a while, the temperature in the small garden plummeted, with a kind of gloomy coldness.

However, the efficiency of the Yin soldiers was very high, and they found the little yellow chicken very quickly.

Ming Li squatted on the ground holding the little yellow chicken that had fallen out with several cracks, feeling distressed for a while.

The ten Yin soldiers looked at me and you, and felt that it was better not to watch this scene, so they automatically and consciously drilled back into the iron token.

Never die knowing too much.

A corner of the little yellow chicken had a mark like an ice crack, and one side of the wing holding the diamond was also broken. Ming Li squatted on the ground, blowing the evening wind, and looked around. He didn't know what spell could restore it.

I don't know if he touched it too hard, but the little yellow chicken suddenly shattered.

Ming Li opened his eyes wide, feeling even more sad.

Holding the shattered little yellow chicken, Lord Yan Jun squatted in this place for more than half an hour.

It wasn't until Li Siyuan found him worried that he arrested the aggrieved Lord Yan Jun.

Seeing the little yellow chicken shattered like this, Li Siyuan was also shocked.

"Runned by a car?" Li Siyuan guessed.

Ming Li pursed his lips, lowered his head and said, "I'm sorry."

Li Siyuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "What apologies, it's fine, isn't it just a mobile phone chain?"

Mingli was still sad, Li Siyuan thought about it, removed the little yellow chicken from his phone, and replaced it with Mingli's phone.

"That's all, don't lose it, go back and eat."

Ming Li looked up at Li Siyuan, and said seriously, "I won't lose it."

Like a child, Li Siyuan smiled helplessly, and took the child back to eat.

Zhuang Yu took cold medicine and went to bed very early. The two of them went back to their room to sleep without bothering them after dinner.

Seeing that Mingli didn't care about the kiss, Li Siyuan didn't care about it himself. He took a bath and read the script, and went to bed early before twelve o'clock.

Ming Li looked sideways at his sleeping face, and then his thoughts suddenly focused on that kiss.

Yuanyuan kissed herself and said that she liked him.

Ming Li suddenly became bewildered and stunned.

Could it be that the person Yuanyuan said he likes is not He Yucheng but himself?

Ming Li was startled by this thought and sat up, as if several large trucks passed through his mind.

If Yuanyuan really likes herself... then what should I do? If he doesn't like Yuanyuan, wouldn't Yuanyuan be sad?

Thinking that this person would be sad, Ming Li felt his heart throbbing.

Ming Li looked at Li Siyuan seriously, not feeling how weird his thoughts were at all.

Lord Yan Jun, whose mother and fetus are single, doesn't know what liking is.

Ming Li sighed and lay down on the bed again.

Moreover, in less than a year, he will ascend, but this person will stay in that gloomy hell...

9000 years.

Ming Li didn't like that place, they all like bright places.And Li Siyuan is like a shining treasure, so Mingli is willing to stay with him.

He suddenly felt a little reluctant to let this person go to that place full of ghosts.

That night Ming Li tossed and turned, not feeling sleepy at all.

After thinking about it, I wonder what Li Siyuan likes about him?Obviously when they met for the first time, this person turned around and ran away, terrified of himself...

He also deleted that memory without authorization.

What he likes is Mingli as a human being, not Yan Jun who has recovered his original form.

Ming Li took out his mobile phone and sent a message to the rabbit's profile picture in WeChat who asked for an emoticon pack.

Yan Jun: How do you politely reject someone?

Then until the sunrise in the east, Ming Li couldn't sleep for a second.

Li Siyuan slept well, and went to the set full of energy the next day.

Ming Li was a little worried that Li Siyuan would bring up the relationship between the two of them again, but he didn't wait for him.

Mr. Yan Jun, who has written countless scripts for rejecting small scripts, has no chance to use small scripts at all. With a kind of subtle regret, he watched Li Siyuan and He Yucheng filming with resentment.

The wechat jingled, Ming Li looked down and found that it was from a rabbit, and then opened it.

Master Rabbit is still your Master Rabbit: [beautiful.jpg]

Master Rabbit is still you Master Rabbit: Did the adults succeed in refusing?

Ming Li pursed his lips and looked at Li Siyuan who was chatting happily with He Yucheng, and typed a reply.

Yan Jun: No.

Master Rabbit is still Master Rabbit: Which goblin is so persistent?How dare you pester you, my lord.

Ming Li looked at the little goblin in distress, and didn't reply, saying in his heart that he didn't even pester her...

Lord Yan Jun upholds that little pride, and doesn't take the initiative to mention it if he is reserved.

And Li Siyuan was extremely busy every day, and he had to find time to pick out small gifts for Mingli, and deliver them to people without any trace.

So the two lived peacefully for more than two months.

On December [-]th, it snowed heavily.

The coldest season is quietly approaching, and the progress of the crew of "Shen Dao" is getting slower and slower.

Different from fast-food movies, Chen Li's family strives for perfection. Sometimes a scene will be entangled for several days. If it feels wrong, the previous filming may be invalid.

This kind of temper makes many impatient actors disrespectful, but Chen Li's productions must be high-quality products, and those who can calm down and work hard will also be good actors.

The film and television city is in the north, so the field outside is already covered with a layer of freshly fallen snow.

Li Siyuan put on a military coat over his costume, looking a little funny, with a little sun baking beside him, he was studying the script seriously.

He has been in a card scene for the past few days, a scene in which an important witness died, and he has not been able to finish it for three or four days.

Chen Li's glasses are too poisonous, as long as he has a lens, he seems to be able to see through everyone's emotions.

Emotions should not be too full, nor too light.

The witness died under Su Cheng's protection. He knew he had tried his best, but he still hated him.

The wild flowers all over the mountain seemed to be absurd. He stood on the top of the mountain, not knowing what he was thinking. In the end, he could only pick off a small pure white flower with restraint, and quietly put it on the small grave.

And Su Cheng lowered his eyes, the black marks on the petals were small and dazzling.

He closed his eyes and reached out his hand to destroy the flower and pick another one, but he hesitated again, and finally struggled to withdraw his hand, turned and left.

This is a play without words, and it is an extremely difficult play.

In the words of Chen Lijia: Well done, this is Li Siyuan's brilliant stroke.If the acting is not good, the movie will fall on his hands.

After hearing this, Li Siyuan has not spoken for three whole days in order to adjust himself to the customary state.

Ming Li was a little worried, and even Zhuang Yu was a little afraid that he wouldn't be able to get out of the show in the future.

Chen Li's family was very satisfied, and carefully told the crew not to disturb.

The butterflies of Shanlan move with the wind and land on the silent mountain.

Su Cheng stood where he was, thinking about everything in the past.

There is no right or wrong, everyone is involuntary, just like the stain on the petals.

Not what it wants.

Su Cheng was confused, he didn't know why he was fighting with the hilt in his hand, and whether he was also a sinner in the eyes of others.

Do you really have the power to decide the fate of others?

No, it shouldn't be him.

He turned and left, taking with him a weathered suit and determination.

Even he himself is guilty, but he must forgive himself.

Facing the light, the sword edge was slowly retracted into the scabbard, he finally understood Mo Wuxi's weapon without a sword, and quietly hid the edge.

"Crack!" Chen Li's eyes lit up, and he shouted excitedly: "The scene has changed! It's over!"

Li Siyuan stared at the ground silently, his mind hadn't gotten out of his emotions, and he was just dumbfounded when he heard what Chen Li's family said.

Ming Li frowned and stepped forward with his military overcoat, wrapping him tightly.

Li Siyuan opened his mouth: "Have you been...?"

He didn't speak for three days, his voice was a bit strange, Ming Li hurriedly handed him warm water: "It's over, drink water."

Only then did Li Siyuan show a smile, stiff but joyful.

Zhuang Yu stood in front of him and put his fist on his shoulder: "Amazing!"

Li Siyuan was still smiling, and Zhuang Yu's heart skipped a beat, knowing that he hadn't adjusted yet.

But this kind of thing can only be done by yourself. If it is serious, you can find a psychological counselor. Zhuang Yu turned the names of a few friends in his mind, and the worry was slowly let go.

Seeing him finish drinking the water, Ming Li dragged him to remove his make-up and change his clothes.

It was snowing outside, and it wasn't warm in the studio. Li Siyuan couldn't wear a jacket when he was filming, but now his fingers were cold, so Ming Li could only adjust his body temperature to keep Li Siyuan warm.

Several people walked out of the studio, and the snow outside hadn't stopped. Li Siyuan stretched out his hand to catch the falling snowflakes, and he didn't know what was going on in his mind.

Ming Li grabbed his hand and put it in his pocket: "Don't grab it, cool."

The emotions from the filming just dissipated slowly, Li Siyuan shook his head and said, "Let's have hot pot tonight."

Zhuang Yu glared at him: "Director Chen knew that he would have skinned you."

Li Siyuan sighed: "Let's go, eat clear noodles."

Only then was Zhuang Yu satisfied, and the three of them were walking to the car when Mingli's cell phone rang.

After answering the call, Ming Li's expression became serious, and he looked at Li Siyuan.

When he hung up the phone, Li Siyuan looked at him inexplicably.

Ming Li pursed his lips and said, "Li Jian is missing."