AFTER MY EX BOYFRIENDS WHITE MOONLIGHT PROPOSED TO ME - Chapter 85

Chapter Eighty Five

When “Once Upon a Time in Two Cities” was completely finished, Zhuang Yan gathered everyone from the crew together for a meal.

Most of the actors leave the group early when their part is completed, so this time it is basically the main creative group and the actors who stayed for the last part.

Roughly speaking, everyone has been together day and night for more than half a year, and they are a little bit reluctant to make a difference.

As a newcomer, Luo Zixin was even more impressed. She was spotted by Zhuang Yan from school. She made a movie for the first time. Although she was always scolded by Zhuang Yan during the period, her acting skills are also daily. A lot of diligence has been made during the day after day of tempering.

During this period of time, she has gained a lot. She couldn’t help but get up to offer Zhuang Yan a glass of wine, and said sincerely: “It is a great honor for me to film “Once Upon a Time in Two Cities”. Thanks to the criticism and teaching of Director Zhuang, I can learn so much.”

Zhuang Yan smiled: “Such formal words should be left to tell reporters. You don’t need to be so cautious now.”

Luo Zixin shook his head: “These are all from my heart.”

She is regarded as the least experienced actor in the crew, but she also plays an important role. Zhuang Yan never saves face when shooting. He strives to be the most beautiful, sometimes he hates iron and steel, and when he scolds the most. In front of all the staff, Luo Zixin directly scolded and cried, and finally asked her to add makeup and continue to shoot.

But Luo Zixin also has resilience in him, and he does not hate Zhuang Yan for it.

She knew in her heart that the harsher Zhuang Yan scolded, the more exciting her performance under the camera would become.

Sheng Shisong and her had a good relationship with her for such a long time. He joked, “Now you can still say this kind of scenes, and when you are chased by reporters in the future, I am afraid that you will not want to say it. Up.”

Luo Zixin said: “I’m an amateur, so how can a reporter run after me.”

When Song Song heard this, he raised a glass to her: “I will toast you first. With your performance in the movie, I believe you will be popular after the release. When you become popular in the future, don’t forget us. ”

The corner of Luo Zixin’s lips curled: “Then I will lend you good words, and I also wish you a magnanimous star, and win the actor crown soon.

“Why are you polite.” Zhuang Yan laughed. “The atmosphere has been made serious by you.”

Sheng Shisong smiled and said, “Then I’ll just talk about things… I heard that Director Zhuang is getting married?”

Zhuang Yan was taken aback for a moment, then raised his eyebrows: “You are well informed.”

Everyone suddenly laughed.

“congratulations!”

“Director Zhuang didn’t say anything.”

“At that time, remember to invite me to have a wedding wine. I have all the money for the money.”

Most of the people present knew the relationship between Zhuang Yan and Xie Ning, and a lot of eyes were on Xie Ning at the moment.

Xie Ning felt uncomfortable for a moment, and then his arms tightened, pulling his body diagonally with a force, and leaning against Zhuang Yan: “The specific wedding date has not been set yet. My mother and Xie Ning’s elders will probably discuss it for a while. , But it should be this year.”

Suddenly, people who didn’t know before murmured: “I said they are a pair.”

“Good things come in pairs.”

Wang Jian gradually tweeted and said, “I didn’t expect you to leave the order earlier than me.”

Then he turned his head to look at Xie Ning and smiled: “Congratulations, don’t forget to send me the wedding candy.”

Xie Ning flushed when everyone looked at her, but her heart was sweet.

He settled down and said to the person he had blessed: “Thank you.”

Although the movie is finished, the holiday is only for the actors, and the other staff are still busy editing for the post.

Fortunately, in the later stage, Xie Ning and Zhuang Yan did not have to run around in the field like shooting. After work, the two could also make time to prepare for the wedding with Ms. Qiao.

“This is the guest list originally drawn up by your dad and me.” Ms. Qiao put a small notebook in front of the two of them. “Most of them are relatives and friends from the dealer’s side, as well as your grandmother’s home, who are living abroad. There are a lot of people. After you set a good date, you have to tell them in advance so that they have time to return to China.”

Zhuang Yanshun flipped through his hands: “So many?”

“More than that, Ningning has to wait for Elder Xie to personally check the list on Ningning’s side. You can also take a look. If you want to invite a friend I don’t know, remember to add the name.” Ms. Qiao stroked her hair. It is estimated that there is only one wedding in a person’s life, so it is natural to have a long and important point.”

Ms. Qiao turned her head and asked Xie Ning: “What do Ning Ning think?”

Xie Ning thought for a while and said, “I listen to you.”

Ms. Qiao twitched her lips: “It’s all a family, why are you still so polite?”

Xie Ning was startled, a little embarrassed, and looked away, and whispered: “…I listen to my mother.”

“Hey, good boy.” Ms. Qiao felt comfortable immediately, and gently patted Xie Ning’s hand, and said, “It’s a change of mouth, and you must not forget it in the future.”

Xie Ning was a little bit ashamed, and red ears responded.

For this wedding, Xie Ning’s parents’ attitude was still unclear. Ms. Qiao and his wife told Xie Ning not to intervene, and they don’t know how they communicated. In the end, they agreed to attend, which was considered a decent face.

Mr. Xie is looking forward to this wedding very much, but after he is getting older, Ms. Qiao is still responsible for the preparation of the wedding.

Xie Ning was a little uneasy at first, afraid that it would be too troublesome for Ms. Joe, thinking that he should help when he is free.

Zhuang Yan relieved him: “Don’t worry about this, she’s Coke in it. When I was an adult, she began to imagine my future wedding, which is considered to have met her wish.”

Ms. Qiao was really enjoying it, and within two days, when the two of them had rare free time and were preparing to pass the two-person world, she came to the door again.

This time it was because the dresses of the two arrived, and Ms. Qiao sent them here to let them try them on. If there is anything that doesn’t fit the body, there is time to change it.

Xie Ning took the clothes and went upstairs to the bedroom to change. As soon as he took off his clothes, Zhuang Yan followed.

He was empty-handed and didn’t bring his set of gifts. Xie Ning was taken aback for a moment and raised his eyes to look at him.

“I’ll change it for you.” He said.

The corners of Xie Ning’s lips moved: “I don’t know how to wear clothes.”

Zhuang Yan already took the clothes in his hands, he raised his eyebrows and smiled: “But I just want to help you wear them.”

Xie Ning couldn’t help him, so he had no choice but to open his arms and ask him to help change his upper body dress.

Zhuang Yan also wanted to help him change his pants. Xie Ning held on to the belt tightly and refused. In the end, Zhuang Yan made him blush. He never let go. Zhuang Yan had to sigh regretfully.

When Xie Ning changed his full suit, Zhuang Yan stretched out his hand to help him smooth the folds one by one.

The scorching palm touched his shoulders from his back, and then landed on his chest, never letting go of his clothes, and finally put it gently on his waist and abdomen.

Xie Ning wondered whether he came to help or just wanted to take the opportunity to eat tofu.

After a while, he no longer doubted it, because Zhuang Yan directly reached out and hugged him to the edge of the bed, half of his body was pressed down, forcing him to lean back and put his hands on the edge of the bed.

“What are you doing?” Xie Ning couldn’t help but push him.

Zhuang Yan didn’t answer, but let him go. He took a step back, his deep gaze fell on him as if it were real, and he looked at him carefully from beginning to end.

Finally, his gaze stopped on Xie Ning’s neck. The dress had a matching bow tie, but the dress was not a high-necked dress, and a little fair skin was exposed at the neck.

Zhuang Yan’s eyes were dark.

“What’s wrong? Is there something wrong with this suit?” Xie Ning saw that he hadn’t spoken for a long time, and he lowered his head and found nothing wrong. He wanted to get up and take a look in the mirror.

Unexpectedly, before the person stood up, Zhuang Yan had already leaned forward, pressed the person into the soft quilt, and kissed him thoroughly.

The hot kiss lasted for a long time, the warm lips seemed reluctant to let go, and slowly moved down, kissed from the chin to the neck, and took a bite at Xie Ning’s apple.

Xie Ning panted lightly to push him, Zhuang Yan buried his head on his neck, and reached out to touch only one soft hair.

After a while, Zhuang Yan raised his head and said, “I’m a bit hesitant to let you wear this suit at the wedding.”

Xie Ning couldn’t help asking nervously, “Isn’t it pretty?”

Zhuang Yan gave a low smile: “It’s very beautiful.”

He said: “It looks better than you have ever been. I’m afraid I will see you like this…I won’t be able to control it.”

Xie Ning asked in a low voice, “What can’t be controlled?”

Zhuang Yan glanced at him, put his face to his ear, and said in a low voice: “I can’t help but want to kiss you.”

The fiery hand clasped Xie Ning’s waist and her fingers tightened slightly.

“I can’t help but want to put you on the bed and do something more excessive.”

Xie Ning: “…”

After blushing for a long time, he stretched out his hand to push the person away from him, and said, “Don’t make a fuss… the clothes are crumpled by you.”

Before going downstairs, Xie Ning looked in the mirror for a long time to confirm that the dress on her body was properly fitted without any wrinkles.

Even so, when she noticed Ms. Qiao’s meaningful gaze when she came over, Xie Ning’s immediately became red.

They stayed in the bedroom for too long, and Xie Ning was not as cheeky as Zhuang Yan. His expressions made people dreamy at first glance.

“You are wearing a suit. On the day of the wedding, others will definitely admire Zhuang Yan. Where can you find such a good-looking partner.” Ms. Qiao glanced at Zhuang Yan and said nothing intimately, just praise Xie Ning for her good looks .

After all, her son was born in her own belly, so she still doesn’t know what temperament he has?

Zhuang Yan nodded next to him: “I think so too.”

Ms. Qiao gave him an angry look: “Stop talking nonsense, you should also try on clothes.”

Zhuang Yan raised his eyebrows carelessly and ran to change his clothes leisurely.

The dresses were all fitted, and there was nothing to change. Ms. Qiao looked at the two people who were leaning side by side with a trance for a moment.

It seems that from the moment Zhuang Yan was born, she had been looking forward to this scene-the child she had raised so hard, holding the hand of another person, accepting her blessing, saying that he finally found someone to spend his life together.

He grew up and left her side.

He has his own life and path, as well as his own love and happiness.

…

The wedding was prepared in an orderly manner. The final guest list was drawn up by Xie Ning and Zhuang Yan. The wedding address was chosen by Ms. Qiao, a five-star hotel belonging to Zhuang Yan’s industry.

Ms. Qiao also invited someone to specially design the invitation card, the style is very exquisite, but unfortunately the invitation card has not been sent out so far-the wedding time has not been determined.

Originally, Ms. Qiao thought that the wedding could be set on Zhuang Yan’s birthday, which was quite memorable, but Zhuang Yan disapproved.

“I can only celebrate one birthday and one wedding anniversary in the future, thanks to that.”

It’s meaningless to ask Xie Ning’s opinion. Most of the time, he says: “I think it’s okay. Just make your decision.”

The final wedding date was set one week after Zhuang Yan’s birthday.

Before that, the post-editing of “Once Upon a Time in Two Cities” was completely completed.

When watching a movie with Zhuang Yan, Xie Ning had a strange feeling in his heart, which he had never had when watching a movie before.

There are many scenes and pictures he is familiar with in the movie, some of which he designed and painted all night long, and when presented on the big screen, they gave him a different sense.

This familiar and unfamiliar feeling made him want to say a thousand words for a time, but he didn’t know how to express it.

“How is it?” Zhuang Yan asked him, “This is a work we have completed together.”

Xie Ning was in a trance by his description, and murmured: “Like our children.”

Zhuang Yan paused, then turned around to clasp Xie Ning’s waist, and slowly leaned over, saying, “Then we will have many children in the future.”

Under the dim light of the big screen, Zhuang Yan gave him a gentle kiss.

Zhuang Yan had high hopes for the movie “Once Upon a Time in Two Cities”.

Xie Ning also thinks this is a masterpiece comparable to classic movies, and in the bottom of my heart he is worried that he has a good filter for watching his children.

In contrast, Zhuang Yan is much more confident-the film has not yet been released, he has decided to send it to the Venice International Film Festival.

“Among the three major international film festivals, Venice is the most highly regarded Chinese film.” Zhuang Yan said, “Actually, I am not optimistic about the box office of “Once Upon a Time in Two Cities”, but the awards can be won.”

Xie Ning smiled upon hearing this: “Are you so insecure about its box office?”

“It’s not lack of self-confidence, but too self-confidence.” Zhuang Yan raised his eyebrows and looked at him, “Have you ever heard such a saying: movies are the art of directors. For literary films, box office is not its pursuit or purpose. .”

Xie Ning asked: “Is that a pursuit of awards?”

Zhuang Yan shook his head and said, “It’s not all, it’s just a proof. It’s more about the director’s own artistic expression. Many directors have their own style in their films, even though they use different types of shots and images. This style of filming cannot be erased. Many viewers think that the film should have a complete plot and tell a good story, but for me, I do not pursue story and logic in filming. But to convey an emotion.”

“Art itself is a kind of self-expression.” Xie Ning thought for a moment and said, “My thinking, my philosophy, my ideals, my feelings… so it is very personal.”

Zhuang Yan replied: “The audience of literary and artistic films is also extremely small. Out of a hundred audiences who enter the cinema, only one person may watch literary films, while out of ten audiences who watch literary films, only one may I resonate, understand my emotions, even what this person finally interprets, what I want to express may not be exactly the same.”

“So I will send “Once Upon a Time in Two Cities” to the film festival, but I won’t spend too much energy on the publicity. It does not require excessive publicity, and it is not suitable for popularization like commercial films. Art films do not require public attention. test.”

Xie Ning turned to look at him, his pupils bright and clear.

He said: “I think I can.”

Zhuang Yan asked: “What?”

Xie Ning replied, “I can understand the emotion you want to express.”

Zhuang Yan was taken aback for a moment, and then the corners of his lips bloomed with a smile.

“I know, that is the resonance of our souls.”

The lights on the large screen gradually dimmed, and a shadow fell before Xie Ning’s eyes.

After a moment, a warm touch covered his lips.

…

Before the wedding, Xie Ning made an appointment with Ji Wenbin again.

This time they did not go to the hospital, and they met in a cafe.

Ji Wenbin said: “Does it make you feel more relaxed here? The hospital will more or less give people some psychological hints. If you always go to the hospital, you will feel sick if you are not sick.”

Xie Ning nodded, with a smile on the corners of her lips: “Doctor Ji said yes.”

Ji Wenbin added a sugar cube to the coffee and mixed it with a spoon: “I think you look good, it doesn’t seem to be troublesome.”

Xie Ning took out an invitation and handed it to him: “It’s mainly to give this.”

Ji Wenbin was surprised: “Are you going to get married? Yes, you mentioned it to me last time.”

Xie Ning looked down slightly: “Dr. Ji has also taken care of me during this period.”

“The wedding is next week?” Ji Wenbin glanced at the time and smiled, “I should be able to make time, congratulations.”

Xie Ning smiled: “Thank you.”

The two of them were sitting by the window, the sky was bright, and the sun shined through the glass, as if a piece of gold was spilled on Xie Ning’s side face.

Ji Wenbin looked at him for a few seconds and shouted, “Xie Ning.”

“Huh?” Xie Ning looked up after hearing this.

“Your mood is very stable now.” Ji Wenbin said, “how are you feeling recently?”

Xie Ning recalled for a moment and said: “Sometimes I feel a little anxious, maybe because I’m about to get married.”

“Anxiety?” Ji Wenbin asked, “When does it usually appear? What level of anxiety?”

“It’s mostly when I’m alone.” Xie Ning thought for a while, “The degree is very light, and it won’t affect anything. Wait for Zhuang Yan…oh, that is, my fiance. When he comes home, his mood will return to normal again. ”

Ji Wenbin smiled: “Are you showing affection in front of me?”

Xie Ning followed with a smile: “Sorry… Actually, I still want to ask, Doctor Ji, is my illness cured?”

Ji Wenbin took a sip of coffee, put the cup down, and looked up at Xie Ning: “I remember I said this last time.”

“Xie Ning, you are not sick now.”

Xie Ning’s eyelashes trembled twice, like a dragonfly flapping its wings. After a while, he whispered, “Thank you, Doctor Ji.”

When the coffee in the cup was about to bottom out, Xie Ning’s cell phone rang suddenly, and he turned his head to see that it was Zhuang Yan.

“I’m here.” Zhuang Yan said, “have you finished talking?”

“Hmm.” Xie Ning replied, “Where are you?”

Zhuang Yan said, “I just entered the door of the cafe. Which table are you at?”

Xie Ning looked down at the number plate on the table and reported the position.

“Sit still, I will be there soon.”

After hanging up the phone, Xie Ning looked up and Ji Wenbin just stared at him: “Someone is coming?”

Xie Ning said, “Well, it’s my fiance. He will pick me up.”

As soon as the voice fell, Zhuang Yan’s figure appeared in his sight.

“Doctor Ji, long time no see.” He nodded to Ji Wenbin and greeted him friendly.

“Long time no see, Mr. Zhuang.”

Xie Ning opened his eyes wide, looked at Ji Wenbin, and then turned to look at Zhuang Yan, seeming to be puzzled how they met.

But that little confusion was quickly put behind him. He stood up and said to Ji Wenbin, “Doctor Ji, then we will go first.”

Zhuang Yan’s car was parked in the underground garage. Not long after the two of them entered the elevator, a group of people came in. Zhuang Yan took Xie Ning’s hand and protected him in his arms.

The two of them just leaned together and walked to the front of the car, before Zhuang Yan let go of him and helped him open the car door very gentlemanly.

When starting the car, Xie Ning asked, “Are you going home?”

Zhuang Yan didn’t say a word, Xie Ning didn’t speak again because he was afraid of disturbing his driving.

When the car stopped at the destination, Zhuang Yan asked with a little grievance: “Did you forget what day it is today.”

Xie Ning suddenly laughed.

“I haven’t forgotten.” Xie Ning turned his head, he touched Zhuang Yan’s face, then turned his side a little embarrassed, and kissed Zhuang Yan on the cheek, “Today is your birthday.”

“happy Birthday.”

“Is that so?” Zhuang Yanyou was dissatisfied, “No birthday present?”

Xie Ning’s eyes flickered slightly: “Yes…but I will give it to you when I get home at night.”

This was so utterly imaginative that Zhuang Yan subconsciously raised his eyebrows to see him: “At night?”

Xie Ning’s face blushed completely: “…Don’t be crooked!”

Zhuang Yan smiled innocently: “I didn’t think about anything.”

Xie Ning couldn’t help but glared at him.

Ghosts believe!

A week later, it was the wedding. Zhuang Yan didn’t have to spend much time holding a party for his birthday this year. Because he wanted to live with Xie Ning, Ms. Qiao and his wife just gave gifts.

This may be Zhuang Yan’s most unpretentious birthday in history, but it is also his most satisfying.

At night, Zhuang Yan lay on the bed for a while, letting Xie Ning sit on top of him, shaking uncontrollably.

Zhuang Yan stared at him with deep and gloomy eyes: “Ningning, the curtains are not drawn, there is moonlight on your shoulders… you know?”

Xie Ning’s voice trembled: “…Um, no, I don’t know.”

Zhuang Yan raised his body slightly and kissed him on the shoulder: “You are… so beautiful.”

Xie Ning’s pupils shrank abruptly, and then he fell down completely.

“I, I’m out of strength.”

“Yeah.” Zhuang Yan buckled his waist and said, “Leave it to me next.”

…………

…………

“Ningning.” Zhuang Yan asked Xie Ning, who was paralyzed in his arms, “Where is my birthday present?”

Turns out he still remembers.

Xie Ning pursed her lips and smiled imperceptibly.

Zhuang Yan’s voice was dull: “You don’t really forget, do you?”

“No.” Xie Ning raised his wrist and placed it in front of Zhuang Yan.

There is no light in the room, but moonlight shines through the windows, drawing a faint light and shadow.

Zhuang Yan seldom went to see the tattoo on Xie Ning’s wrist. He didn’t think the scar was ugly. He just looked at it and felt distressed.

The skin and flesh will get sores, rot, and scabs, but the pain buried under the scars will not dissipate. When you think of those past events, it is like a knife in your heart.

The moonlight is clear and shallow enough for Zhuang Yan to see the tattoo clearly.

Xie Ning’s skin is very white, under the mottled light and shadow, revealing a touch of sensuality.

The bird that used to spread its wings and wanted to fly suddenly disappeared, as if it really turned into a bird and rushed out of the sky.

Instead, a blue whale jumped out of the water.

Zhuang Yan’s breathing suddenly stagnated.

“Mr. Blue Whale.” Xie Ning’s hoarse and lazy voice sounded in his ear, “I carved you on my body.”

There are too many unpredictable things in the world.

If time can flow, returning to the moment when Xie Ning handed over the blue whale doll, no one could have imagined that this blue whale would enter his life in the future, become his salvation, and his safe haven.

Give him the warmest home and love in the world.

No one could have imagined that such a beautiful love story could be born between Mr. Rabbit and Mr. Blue Whale.

———— [End of text]————

The author has something to say: The urban fairy tale love story of Mr. Rabbit and Mr. Blue Whale is over. Thank you for your company over the past four months.

I thought it was a short and medium story that could be finished in 20w, but I didn’t expect Luo Li to write 30w+ text in the end.

The original intention of this book was a dog-blood white moonlight and a stand-in stalk. As a result, it was written that the dog blood did not see it, and the ex-boyfriend went offline directly and turned into a fairy tale love.

Sure enough, I am still suitable to write some love cookies.

After that, there will be some extras, all kinds of messy stalks, and follow-ups of the movie.

If Zhuang Yan didn’t go abroad, he met Xie Ning in college and wanted to write.

The new articles “What’s wrong with the trumpet chasing stars” and “What kind of experience is it to be seen by a straight man” are in the column, both of which are my favorite stalks, and they will be opened after writing them~ If you are interested, you can bookmark

Finally, please post the author’s collection~Fu Pin Chinese