Master Leng's Beloved Sweetheart

In the camera, Xin An's fingertips gripping the sheets are turning white, biting her lips and howling in a low voice, which makes people around daze.

Xin An's scarred body hurt when she touched the hard bed board. Her forehead was aching and sweating, and she was still struggling with the hope, despair and hope in her eyes. Over and over again, over and over again. She's howling, she's crying, she's crazy. As if I really want to give birth to a baby from my belly!

"Ah

Xin'an arched up slightly, the tears from the corner of her eyes fell into her hair and disappeared instantly, but the loss at the bottom of her eyes was just touching.

The bed was in a mess. Xin'an struggles madly, and the whole person seems to return to the day when she lost her child. Leng Yiming walks by her side!

The actors around were brought into the play. Looking at Xin'an's appearance also follows the pain!

When the baby's cry is released. When wenpo reported a baby from Xin'an's lower body, Xin'an's pain gradually eased down

"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."

The sound recorded by the staff was resounding in the studio. Sean struggled to sit up. I don't know if the preparation work of the previous staff was too good. Or Xin'an's sweat, his clothes were already wet. Weak way: "give me, show me..."

Suddenly, Qian junluo enters under the direction of the director. With a little bit of erosion and decadence on his face, he looked like the Qing Dynasty in that period.

The actor who plays the servant in the studio kneels down, and the one in wenpo's hand is still crying. The fire burning nearby is raging!

"My son, my son!"

The pain in Xin'an's body now tortures her as if she had just finished giving birth, struggling to get up.

Wenpo hands the child to Qian junluo. Qian junluo holds the child in one hand, only looks at it and says, "you are not qualified to give birth to a child for me!"

Then Qian junluo came close to the stove and handed the baby to the nearby brazier. Xin an fell from the bed like crazy. She felt the pain from all around her, but she didn't feel it. She just scrambled to come: "my child, my child, don't..."

That's her child. She didn't even know she was in this world before.

How could she have the heart to see him leave her again

At the moment, Xin An's whole mind is on the child. She has a little consciousness in her mind, but she doesn't think she is filming.

Because her children, indeed, are no longer there. It's not much different from being thrown into the fire. They are all gone

"My child, my child..." Xin'an is crawling on the ground, not because of acting, but because she really can't get up. She is wearing thin clothes and lying on the ground, just like she was in a mess at an Yueru's feet yesterday. She tries to stretch her hands forward to drag the man, pleading: "please, don't, don't, that's our child..."

Every word is tears, Xin An's eyes are blurred, tears on her face are real and emotional.

Qian junluo looks at the woman who is trying to get close to him at her feet. The bottom of her eyes is full of emotions. She is about to touch herself. Her hand trembles slightly and the baby falls into the fire

"No!"

Xin an looked at the child's eyes are frightened, that moment broke out all his strength, stood up to rush past.

Her hands crossed over the fire, and the baby slipped away from her hands. With a burst of fire, the staff let out more and more children crying.

Xin An's heart is dead. Looking at the real stove in front of her, the palace maids and eunuchs coming into the play all come forward to stop her!

Qian junluo looks at her in shock. If it's not for acting, he will doubt whether Xin'an has really experienced it!

"No! No Xin'an cried frantically, struggling to get close to the stove, but the crying had already stopped. The only thing in the room was the crackling sound of the doll burning on the stove and her heartbreaking cry: "no, no! My child, my child... "

Qian junluo quickly returns to his senses and leaves quickly after finishing his lines.

The director looked at him in front of the camera, and Leng Yiming frowned and patted him, and the sound of "Ka" came out!

Inside, wenpo, palace maids and eunuchs let go before they came out of the play, but Xin an sat down on the ground, still crying!

Her children

Her children

Why is it that her child's death is so easily thrown away? Why does the cold family give her hope and take it back

"No, no..." Xin'an whispered and curled up her petite body. Tears on her face wet the floor. At the moment, she was extremely distressed: "my child, my child, don't..."

Why did she go to the wrong room and meet Leng Yiming? Why did she fall in love with Leng Yiming even though she didn't want to betray her friend

"My child, don't..."

Xin'an can't help crying. From the day she stepped into Leng's house, all the grievances didn't break out until this moment!People around her look at her fondly. They all know what happened in today's news about her losing a child.

At this moment, maybe it's just a feeling

Qian Jun frowned at her and stepped forward without hesitation, but he didn't want to just step into the scene. Another person was faster than him!

Leng Yiming took the blanket in his assistant's hand, wrapped her in his arms and said, "Xin'an, let's go back..."

Xin'an couldn't even breathe. A heartache was as painful as a knife cut. She went into the familiar and strange arms and finally burst into tears.

Leng Yiming tightly pursed his lips and left directly. After careful observation, he would find that his eyes were wet, but he didn't cry.

Along the way, the assistants are worried to see Xin An, but Leng Yiming's body is too high to block her from seeing at all, she can only hear her crying.

Leng Yiming was distressed and couldn't bear it. He looked down at the little woman in his arms and hugged her more tightly.

What should he do? What can he do to make up for his fault?

What can he do to make her not so sad, to make her not cry?

"Anxin..."

One by one, Leng Yiming's voice was low and gentle, and his dark eyes were full of heartache and remorse.

The assistant opened the door for them, put down the things in his hand, and took a worried look at Xin an before going out.

Leng Yiming put Xin'an on the bed, wrapped her tightly with a warm quilt, and called again and again: "Xin'an, Xin'an..."

Xin An is still crying with her head down. She can't stop. The tears fall on the back of Leng Yiming's hand, breaking the man's heart

He held her in his arms carefully. Leng Yiming was kissing her hair again and again, choking and speechless

He thought that Sean was OK.

At that time, the child was lost. He even thought Xin an didn't want the child, but he didn't expect that she was just buried in the bottom of her heart.

"Anxin..."

"Anxin..."

A murmur resounded in the ear, Xin an did not respond, finally stopped crying, did not give him any response!

Leng Yiming releases her and looks at her gently, but Xin an doesn't even give him a light in his eyes

For a moment, Leng Yiming's throat was hard: "An'an, you..."

"Leng Yiming, get out of here!"

Xin'an coolly opened her mouth, her voice was hoarse because of crying: "get out, I don't want to see you!"

Cool thin, heartless, meaningless, Xin an did not look at him, not many other words, only way "get out"!

Leng Yiming sits on the edge of the bed and becomes stiff. The quilt on Xin'an slips, the collar of the thin ancient clothes is open, and the shocking scar on the clavicle hurts Leng Yiming's eyes

After two seconds of silence, Leng Yiming pulled the quilt for her and then got up quietly. He said in a dumb voice, "you, you have a good rest. I'm outside the door..."

"Go away!"

Before she finished speaking, Xin'an spoke again, heartless!

Leng Yiming pursed his lips and retreated step by step, but the distance from the bedside to the door was only a little. No matter how small he was, he took a deep look at her. Leng Yiming left. He looked at the assistant waiting there at the door and said, "please go in and help her. Her medicine needs to be changed..."

Assistant Lengzheng looked at Leng Yiming in front of him. He was full of doubts but didn't ask anything. He quickly walked into the room.

As soon as the door was closed, Leng Qiming suddenly breathed out a breath. His body, which had always been straight, relaxed and leaned back. His head was raised against the door, and his wet feeling at the bottom of his eyes was swallowed.

In the room, as soon as the assistant came in, she saw Xin An's tears smashing on the bed. She stretched out her hand to tightly encircle her appearance, just like a lost child. She was restless but helpless, fragile and lonely. She called softly: "sister Xin..."

Xin an didn't speak. She got up stiff and went to the bathroom. The assistant followed her step by step.

Standing in front of the mirror, Xin an took off her clothes. The scars on her naked / exposed back became more and more obvious, which was shocking.

Xin'an wiped her back carefully with a handkerchief, and let her assistant help her. She didn't shout a word in the whole process, and she didn't move. The assistant thought she didn't hurt.

After that, Xin'an said thanks and went back to bed. Obviously, she didn't want to talk, move or think.

"Sister Xin, you have a good rest." The assistant drew the curtains and left the room dark before he turned and went out.

Outside, as soon as the assistant came out, Leng Yiming looked at her and said nothing.

Assistant light cough two, some afraid of him: "sister Xin, sister Xin, she went to sleep after taking medicine."

Sleep?

Does she have to be safe? Does she have nightmares? Does she wake up crying?

Assistant two words, Leng Yiming's brain will flash countless her fragile appearance, crying, sad, frightened, a heart is hanging up, but can't get close to her.

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The next morning.Xin'an is tall and tidy up herself early. She remembers that she has a match with Lin Ruyi today.

Who knows, she was just about to go out. Sister Ni and her assistant both stopped her and said, "sister Xin, the director has just informed us that your part of today's play will be arranged until the day after tomorrow, so you don't have to shoot today, so don't go out..."

Xin an thinks that there will be Lin Ruyi's play today and wants to learn: "I'll go..."

"Where are you going? Sit down!"

Ni Jie suddenly frowned, put down her bag and sat down on the sofa beside her: "you are not allowed to go anywhere today. It's a mess outside. If you go out and bump, how can I tell Leng ye to sit down?"

"In disorder?" Xin an grabs a word acutely and reaches for the tablet beside him subconsciously.

The assistant grabbed it and held it in his arms nervously!

Xin an frowned in an instant, and her eyes were full of doubts