Shen Lian showed Chu Yilan the ring Huang Jiacan had given him.
Chu Yilan wasn't particularly fond of that style, but on Shen Lian's hand, it made his fingers look long and beautiful. In a low voice, he said, "Bring the other one back for me."
"Of course it's for you." Shen Lian rolled over as he spoke.
His collar shifted, gaping and creasing, exposing more of the young man's neck and accentuating his collarbones.
The man's Adam's apple bobbed slightly.
Shen Lian heard Chu Yilan ask, "Have you lost weight again?"
"You think I'm losing weight every single day," Shen Lian replied. "I've gained three pounds."
Chu Yilan said, "You call that gaining weight?"
Chu Yilan asked how things were going on set. Shen Lian sighed and started complaining. Chu Yilan sifted carefully through what he said, making sure he was merely frustrated and hadn't been mistreated.
"Thankfully, it's almost over." Hope welled up in Shen Lian's eyes. "Almost over."
In a way, Pang Zhe is quite something, Chu Yilan thought. His beloved Teacher Shen was so passionate about acting, yet even he had come to see wrapping filming as clocking out.
It wasn't just Shen Lian. That was practically how the entire crew felt.
Shen Lian wasn't sure whether he was imagining it, but when he saw Lin Fu the next day, the man's cheeks seemed to have sunken in.
Lin Fu stared blankly ahead. "The producer slept next door to me last night."
Shen Lian asked, "And?"
"He coughed until four thirty-two and eleven seconds in the morning."
Shen Lian said, "...Hang in there."
Pang Zhe had been too embarrassed to face Huang Jiacan yesterday, but today was a different story. He was back to his usual wild, reckless self.
But Huang Jiacan wasn't indulging him.
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