"Kekeke..."

Wang Xianxian covered her mouth and smiled like a flower, "I thought...Okay, okay, don't laugh. I call you Brother Rong...I'll call you Brother! Brother——"

"Okay, it's up to you."

Zhang Guoyuan smiled fondly. Wang Xianxian in front of him was one of the few people in the circle who could make him relax. This may be the fate of his previous life.

"See you take it so seriously -" Zhang Guoyuan smiled and pointed at the notebook in Wang Xianxian's hand, "My eyes are swollen from crying, it can't be the breakup of my boyfriend..."

"No!" Wang Xianxian puffed up her chest and proudly held the book on her chest. She said proudly, "My boyfriend wrote me a birthday gift. It's a very, very, very, very, very touching love story."

"Is it true?" Zhang Guoyuan smiled amusedly.

"Of course it's true!" Wang Xianxian hurriedly opened the notebook, "If you don't believe me, I'll read it to you..."

"OK……"

"Seven thirty-five in the morning, Stone God..."

Wang Xianxian read in a low and deep voice with a tearful tone, "How far can you love someone? What kind of encounter can you risk your life without regrets? The lens of logic is not the utopia of reason and order, but the lens I use

Love dedicated to one’s life…”

Zhang Guoyuan's eyes were stunned, and he stood there stupidly.

This story... was like a sharp arrow piercing his heart. Wasn't the story Wang Xianxian read aloud about himself and Mr. Tang? They could give up their lives for each other for this love.

Unconsciously, tears streaked down my cheeks.

At this time, the assistant director who ran over looked stupidly at Wang Xianxian and Zhang Guoyi, who were hugging each other and crying -

"I'm going to kill you! Director Xu is about to start filming Ning Caichen's relaxed scenes, and now..." The assistant director was about to cry but had no tears.
Chapter completed!