Xiang Nuan was packing his luggage that night when he returned home.
I will join the cast tomorrow, and this time I will take on a suspenseful criminal investigation drama.
She plays a little girl whose father was brutally murdered and helps the police investigate and collect evidence to catch the murderer, but in the end the murderer is actually her.
This character is full of tension. From the innocent and fearful little girl at the beginning, to the fact that she stabbed her father to death in the end, there are great twists and turns. Xiang Nuan picked her up at a glance.
The background of this drama is in a dark and humid small town. Naturally, it will not be filmed in Beijing. It took an hour's drive to the west to reach the small town where the filming took place.
Xiang Nuande went to film for three months. If there were no special events during this period, she would not come back. She had to be fully prepared.
She packed some comfortable clothes and toiletries, and then went into the bedroom to look for anything else left behind.
When I opened the drawer in the cloakroom, I accidentally saw a drawer full of gift boxes.
They were all given during the Shen Banquet.
She has never worn it, only the Bodhi bracelet he brought privately has been worn once, and now she is lying quietly in it.
Sometimes I feel that he is inhumane and never considers others when doing things, but such a person surprisingly remembers to give her gifts on every holiday.
It should have been bought by Assistant Lin.
Xiang Nuan closed the drawer with a bang, not wanting to take another look at it, blocking his swirling thoughts and forcing himself to forget the doubts he just had.
No matter if she left, this house held too many memories of the past, and every trace had his shadow. She was stuck in it and didn't know how many years and months it would take to forget him.
She belatedly realized Shen Yanshi's cunningness.
When she comes back from filming this movie, she will buy a new house. Anyway, she has saved enough money now.
She threw down her luggage, opened the glass door and walked to the balcony to get some air. She felt unreasonably irritated, probably because she saw the pile of gift boxes.
She looked down and suddenly noticed a scarlet light under the tree downstairs, as if someone was smoking under the tree. The branches were so shadowy that she couldn't see who it was.
After a while, the man put out his cigarette, turned around and left, disappearing into the night.
Xiang Nuan frowned in confusion.
Early the next morning, Xiang Nuan hit the road.
Amy lay on the car window, looking at the increasingly dilapidated and outdated scene outside, and couldn't help but sigh.
"We have to film here for three months, and there may not even be a decent hotel. Sister Nuan, why do you always choose such a place of suffering? Next time, choose a drama about a domineering president. Drink coffee in the CBD and chat with the president. Say love isn’t much easier?”
Xiang Nuan smiled: "I'll look for it next time."
She opened the car window, and the moist wind blew on her face, but she felt much more comfortable.
Being away from the capital city also blocked those gloomy thoughts, and it seemed that my whole body felt relaxed.
We finally arrived at the hotel, but it was actually just a hotel. Although it was already the best hotel in the town, it was probably not even a three-star hotel.
"Sister Nuan, are you uncomfortable?" Amy asked worriedly.
"No, the place I lived in before was much worse than this."
Xiang Nuan adapted quickly. In the evening, he had a meal with his fellow crew members and got to know each other better.
Surprisingly, Lu Kaiqi also accepted the role, playing the role of Xiang Nuan's neighbor and classmate. They have many roles opposite each other. It is of course a happy thing to meet acquaintances in a new group.
At the dinner, Lu Kaiqi quietly whispered to Xiang Nuan.
"It's a pity that you didn't choose Xia Zehua. Why don't you try it with Xia Zehua? It's good to fall in love and relax."
Xiang Nuan shook his head: "It's boring to try to fall in love, and I don't want to try it on others."
"Your moral standards are too high."
She couldn't help laughing: "You are the first person to evaluate me like this. You really think highly of me."
Lu Kaiqi asked gossiping: "Hey, where is Mr. Shen? Isn't he chasing you? Is there any more drama?"
Xiang Nuan's smile stagnated slightly: "I ended it long ago."
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cemetery.
The black Rolls-Royce stopped at the entrance of the cemetery, and Shen Yan got out of the car. He was wearing a pure black suit today, with an old-fashioned style and no patterns, and he was holding a bouquet of daisies in his hand.
"Feast time!"
Gong Nian trotted over to meet him, with a smile that couldn't be hidden in his eyes: "Are you here? You brought Little Daisy with you too?"
Gong Nian also held a bunch in his arms.
She smiled and said, "If I had known you bought Daisy, I wouldn't have bought it."
"My thoughts are different, there's nothing wrong with sending two bouquets." Shen Yanshi strode in.
Gong Nian hurriedly followed him, feeling a little guilty: "I was abroad in the past few years and I couldn't come back or come to see my aunt. I don't know if my aunt would blame me."
"As long as you come, she won't blame you."
"My aunt is the best person to me. She loved me very much when I first came here." Gong Nian said in a sad tone, "It would be great if my aunt is still here."
Shen Yanshi stood in front of the tombstone, looking at the woman with a gentle smile on the tombstone, his eyes glazed over.
Next to this tombstone, there is another tombstone with the words Shen Yue's Tomb, and the little girl's childish face in the photo.
When she was still here, she always looked at Gong Nian and said over and over again: "It would be great if your sister Xiaoyue was still here. She is as quiet and shy as Xiao Nian."
Shen Yue died at the age of five. He was less than three years old at that time. He had no impression of this sister and didn't have much obsession with her, but his mother was Wenya.
He Wenya had been blaming herself all her life for failing to take good care of her daughter, which caused her daughter to die of illness. After Shen Yue's death, she became depressed and her health became worse day by day.
At this time, Gong Nian came. She was as timid, quiet, and shy as Shen Yue. He Wenya put almost all her thoughts about her daughter on Gong Nian.
She also always told Shen Yanshi to take good care of Gong Nian and not to let others bully her.
Because of these instructions, he has protected Gong Nian for so many years.
Gong Nian placed the flowers and knitted scarf in front of the tomb: "Aunt, I'm here to see you. I haven't been here in the past few years. I hope you don't blame me."
She silently put the flowers down during the feast, but didn't say anything more. She only stood for a while, then turned and left.
Gong Nian hurriedly caught up: "At the banquet."
"You go back first, I have something else to do." He walked quickly and his voice was cold.
Gong Nian chased with some difficulty: "I want to stay with you, I, I'm worried about you."
He Wenya's death was the heaviest blow to Shen Yanshi. She knew that on a day like today, he would not behave so calmly.
Shen Yan's steps didn't stop: "No need."
He opened the door and got into the car, stepped heavily on the accelerator, and the Rolls-Royce sped out.
Gong Nian pursed his lips tightly and looked at the car body going away unwillingly.
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As night fell, the villa was pitch dark, with not a single light on.
Shen Yan sat on the ground leaning against the wall a little decadently, throwing the wine bottle on the floor.
He picked up the bottle of wine in his hand and drank half of it, then threw it out, feeling lonely even in the dark night.
He remembered many things.
He Wenya shed tears when she missed her daughter. Because of Shen Congyan's many cheatings and repeated quarrels, He Wenya's health was getting worse day by day. She was obsessed with Gong Nian and regarded Gong Nian as her own daughter, as if she was holding on to the last straw.
And she was lying on the hospital bed with advanced gastric cancer, looking at the ceiling with empty eyes, mumbling that she was finally going to see Xiaoyue.
Before the mourning period for He Wenya passed, Shen Congyan took Shen Jun back.
His heart suddenly hurt and it was unbearable.
He picked up the cell phone at hand and dialed a number he was already familiar with.
