Lu Jinnian thought about it carefully. After confirming that he had nothing else to add, he prepared to hang up, but the moment he pressed the button, he was still a little worried, so he continued to repeat what he had just said. Just as Lu Jinnian repeated to remember to book the tickets at three in the afternoon, the assistant said, "Mr. Lu, I understand, the tickets at three in the non-smoking area, prepare blankets and pillows, because I'm afraid that Miss Qiao..."
Lu Jinnian didn't wait for the assistant to finish, hanging up without hesitation.
The filming of "Alluring Times" was nearing its end. Every day, there would be actors who finished their scenes and left the set.
The originally lively villa was getting less and less crowded day by day. In the end, it seemed a little empty. The hotel restaurant, which used to be full, was now half empty.
Qiao Anhao didn't seem to know that she had a miscarriage and lost a child. She was no different from before. When filming, she would wholeheartedly immerse herself in it. When there wasn't a scene, she would sit by the side and watch others film. She would also chat and laugh with the other actors and crew. Occasionally, her gaze would linger on Lu Jinnian. When their gazes met, she would curve her lips and give him a warm and sweet smile. When their gazes separated, she would lower her eyes to hide the pain and sadness in them.
During the day, she looked really normal, but at night, she would have insomnia and dreams. In her dreams, there would always be a white, chubby, and abnormally cute baby calling her mother. When she reached out to touch it, the baby would disappear. Then, she would wake up, touch her belly, and inexplicably start to cry.
On Friday, the weather in Beijing was unusually clean. The sky was clear, without a trace of haze.
In the morning, Qiao Anhao specially drove from the set to Mian Xiu Garden. After lunch, she took a shower. Then, she rummaged through her wardrobe for all her clothes, trying them on one by one. In the end, she chose a white lace dress, youthful and clean.
Qiao Anhao had curled her hair during Chinese New Year. Now, it had grown out, but the curls were especially beautiful. She called Madam Chen to straighten her hair, and in the end, in front of the mirror, she applied a nude makeup that couldn't be seen if one didn't look carefully.
When she was done packing, she glanced at the time. It was already half past two, so she grabbed her bag and headed downstairs.
Lu Jinnian had just driven home from Huan Ying Entertainment. He stood in the living room, a glass of water in his hand. Before he could finish drinking, he saw Qiao Anhao come downstairs. He suddenly stopped drinking, feeling as though time had turned back. In that instant, it was as though he had seen his youth, the girl with long, flowing hair and elegant white dress.
Qiao Anhao walked over to him with a slight smile. "Can we go now?"
Lu Jinnian stared unwaveringly at her smile. It was exactly the same as his memories of her from high school. As though his pressure points had been hit, he froze for a long while. His long lashes fluttered gently before he lifted his head and finished the water in his cup. His long and neat fingers placed the cup down, and in a light and gentle voice, he said, "Let's go."
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