Chapter 623 Worrying about gains and losses
Dingling bells.
The sudden ringing of the phone interrupted the atmosphere, and the intertwined eyes were disconnected, as if an intruder had appeared, but her eyes could not help but follow him, as if they were glued to his body.
He answered the phone, "Hello."
She kept looking at him, and the whole world was spinning around him at high speed.
He always looked at her, even when he answered the phone, his eyes stayed on her face.
Attachment, affection, entanglement.
Small details fill the entire picture in an imperceptible space.
She was completely defeated.
Noticing the slight pause in his expression, she put her hands around his neck and said, "Don't worry about it."
He was a little uneasy, "Hello?"
There was no sound on the other end of the phone, and he hung up without warning.
He was slightly stunned, staring at the phone receiver in his hand, a little lost:
In this parallel time and space, there are too many unknowns and too many uncertainties, and he is not sure how he will change. How does the past have the present? He is not sure if he really used the diary to go back to the past and change history and have a happy ending.
Everything is so happy and perfect that it has no sense of reality.
It seemed like it could disappear at any time, and it seemed like it was just a wishful dream on his part.
He was not sure.
What if going back in time to change history and have happiness was all just a long and true dream?
Should he wake up, or should he continue to dream?
That kind of anxiety and uneasiness is like the Sword of Damocles hanging in the sky.
He didn't know when it would fall or if it would fall.
A silent phone call might not mean anything at all, but he couldn't help but feel uneasy.
Looking at the receiver quietly, the focus of the vision is broken, the eyes are a little lost, and the thoughts briefly go deep into the void, searching blankly in the gaps in time and space.
However.
That is, a short moment.
He took a gentle breath, put the receiver back, lay on her chest, put it against her left ear, and quietly captured the sound of her heart hitting her chest -
Plop. Plop.
Strong, powerful.
It seems that power is gently transmitted to the top of the eardrums through the chest, and the rhythm and energy of the heartbeat are carefully felt, and all other noises in the world disappear.
She felt it.
In fact, this is a simple action, without even any desire, like a child, listening with an innocent heart, but she can feel his gentleness and caution, immersed in it wholeheartedly, and the impact and beating of her heart are slower. Slow evolution becomes the pulse of the soul.
She also heard——
His heartbeat.
Poof. Plop.
The heartbeats of the two people were originally staggered, one after another, responding to each other; but they gradually got closer during the beating process, and finally merged together, leaving only one sound surging above the eardrums.
She was listening to him.
He is listening to her.
But the emotions of the two people are completely different.
She is sinking and falling, the more she falls in love, the deeper she falls, unable to extricate herself.
He is uneasy and afraid. The more beautiful it is, the more reluctant he is to let it go.
The two emotions reach the same destination by different routes, blending through the beating of the heart and the touch of the skin.
At this moment, the world is peaceful.
In front of the monitor, McGee was a little unsure - he couldn't tell a reason.
Logically speaking, in this scene, the "rest" should only last for a short moment, but now the silence and silence of the two actors lasted for at least three seconds, and he needed to shout " NG"?
But at the same time, he could faintly feel the emotions spreading in this rest, filling the silent space bit by bit. The chemical reaction between the two characters made people want to scream.
So, is this good or bad?
He didn’t know and wasn’t sure.
The director's position is more difficult than imagined. How to fill the space gap outside the lines and the lens language is undoubtedly a big question mark.
McGee looked at Eric, only to find that Eric opened his mouth slightly like a fanboy, staring at the monitor in stunned silence, with no reaction at all, which made McGee a little helpless.
Rolled his eyes.
So, this is a good thing, right? The success of this scene is evidenced by Eric's commitment, he didn't need to interrupt filming, right?
Thoughts briefly flashed through my mind.
It was during this short period of hesitation that his voice came muffled from the sheets, and he cautiously asked with hesitation and anxiety.
"Why do you think we are... so well matched?"
He raised his head and looked at her again. Qing Jun's handsome face was reflected in her eyes. The caution and fragility in his eyes seemed to hold his breath. Everything in front of him was so beautiful that he habitually began to worry about gains and losses, and even Questioning whether she was worthy of such happiness, she couldn't help but hold her breath and carefully search for the stars and sea in those eyes.
He continued, "I mean, why did you...sneak out to find me after I moved away?"
This is also his biggest worry——
In this time and space, he still moved, and he and Keller were still separated; but the difference was that this time they did not cut off contact, Keller secretly ran out to find him, and they finally came together .
But why?
The goddess he once dreamed of actually saw him and took the initiative to put down her body and come to him. He couldn't see the answer and couldn't calm down.
Amid hesitation and anxiety, he still raised the question.
But she did not hesitate and gave the answer without any pause, "Because I miss you."
Simple and direct.
This stunned him. He had guessed many possibilities, but ignored the simplest one.
It turns out that the truth is so simple, not that complicated and not that profound.
Looking at his expression, she couldn't help but laugh heartily. She could clearly see her reflection in those pupils, so happy and bright, a look she had never seen before, but she was deeply moved by it. I deeply like myself like this.
If there is a perfect picture of happiness, it should be what you see in front of you.
Ha.
His forehead hit his own, and a sound of annoyance and shyness surged deep in his throat. Rachel laughed happily, "What, do you think my father will stop me from meeting you? ”
"What can he do to me?"
He looked at her, nose to nose, his smile fully blooming, "I don't know, yelling at me, 'Get out of here, Bambi. '."
"Bambi?" Rachel couldn't help it, her eyes widened and she doubted her ears.
That look made Evan a little embarrassed, and his cheeks could not help but feel slightly hot. He refused to answer, and immediately buried his cheek between her shoulder and neck, and took a deep, deep breath.
Rachel couldn't hold it back, feeling a burst of itching and numbness. The entire left shoulder was instantly covered with goosebumps, and everything from her hair to her toes curled up, "Oh!"
Let out an exclamation.
Unexpectedly, the two people started to fight each other. They seemed to grab each other's itchy spots and began to scratch them. They started to play with their foreheads on their foreheads.
Haha, hahaha.
The laughter couldn’t stop at all.
Maybe, he can stop worrying, the tragedy in his memory did not happen, Keller's father is no longer a devil, he can't stop Keller from being with him, and he can finally embrace happiness wholeheartedly.
This completely relaxed him and brought out his childish and playful side.
(End of this chapter)