The Villain Just Wants to be a Salted Fish [Transmigrated]

【44】

The next period of shooting was the happiest period for Ye Zexi.

Because every other day, he could eat Teacher He's regular cooking!

In addition to the fixed dried fish, He Jinyun was also worried that Ye Zexi would get tired of eating the same thing. He told Ye Zexi very thoughtfully that he could request what he wanted to eat, as long as it was not a particularly complicated one, he would try his best to satisfy Ye Zexi's request.

It was also at this time that Ye Zexi knew that He Jinyun was not only good at making Chinese food, but he also studied Western food.

Of course, he could not always just eat and drink so uprightly, so he took on the dish washing task in exchange for He Jinyun's cooking.

Sometimes when He Jinyun was cooking, the two would take advantage of this time to practice their lines for the next day's scenes.

When Director Chen learned about this, his expression was very resentful.

There is no reason. He Jinyun has been cooking and making box lunches for some time now. Yet he does not even get to have a taste!

In the past, every time He Jinyun cooked something, only Chen Zhengtian was able to feast on it, the only in the entire crew!

Now is just great, since Ye Zexi is here, he is being neglected.

Sure enough, when you have a new love, you forget your old love.

Aiyo, men are all the same.

Time has passed in the blink of an eye, and now it's mid-October. The weather is gradually getting cooler. Today, the sky is still full of autumn rain. Once a drop touches the body, it brings in a coolness unique to early autumn.

On such days when autumn was getting colder, Ye Zexi's last scene was coming up.

The days of meeting are always short, A Zi's and Shan Chenzhou's reunion is only a short month.

Once the Mid-Autumn Festival passed, Shan Chenzhou had to go back to the border again.

The night before he left, Shan Chenzhou hesitated for a long time and knocked on A Zi's door.

They were now living under the same roof as the Shan parents, and even if they wanted to get close, they were afraid of being seen.

But lovers who rarely get to meet will always be unable to restrain themselves from getting close to each other.

As they were rubbing their foreheads together, Shan Chenzhou vaguely felt a slight cold on his wrist. He looked down and his eyes lit up suddenly: "A Zi..."

A Zi didn't even look at him, and turned to face the wall, but the redness on his ears still betrayed his current mood.

Shan Chenzhou's eyes curved into a smile, leaned forward and gently touched A Zi's forehead, and whispered: "Since A Zi has given me this red string of love, I naturally want to give you a gift in return."

With that said, he took out a red string that he bought a long time ago from his arms, and put it carefully on A Zi's white wrist.

A Zi was silent for a long while before turning around to look at Shan Chenzhou in disbelief.

The man's eyes were deep, filled with smiles. A Zi's heart beat abruptly.

Shan Chenzhou smiled and dropped a kiss between A Zi's forehead, and said softly: "A Zi has me in his heart, and I also have A Zi in my heart. This red string should have been given to you on the Mid-Autumn Festival, but I hesitated for a long time, and it has been delayed until today."