Bian Yinan met Ye Feng for the first time at the entrance of the crew.
The young man was wrapped tightly, and the white down jacket wrapped him up like a glutinous rice dumpling. He rolled down the ten steps at the door in one step. When he turned around and saw legs in front of him, it was too late to brake.
So Bianyinan bumped into a round dumpling in his arms. He was hit, but he didn't take a step back. He steadily caught the reckless young man who accidentally fell.
He lowered his head, and the other person raised his eyes...
The second time Bian Yinan met Ye Feng was in a two-male drama. He was appointed by the screenwriter as the second male lead in the play.
And Ye Feng is the male lead in the play.
The young man didn't seem to remember the embarrassment of his failed confession three months ago, so he took the initiative to approach Bian Yinan.
Ye Feng: "I'm a little nervous about this type of script for the first time. Can I review the script with Teacher Bian in advance?"
Bian Yinan: "Okay..."
Ye Feng: "Great, let's review tomorrow's kiss scene in advance. I'm afraid I won't perform well."
Bian Yinan: "..."
The third time Bian Yinan met Ye Feng was a year after they broke up.
The torrent of time shuttled through the eyes of the two, setting off a gust of wind that only the two of them could feel.
Walking through the hall, it felt chilly.
The young man had a polite smile on his face and an unfamiliar attitude: "Hello."
Bian Yinan's eyes fell on the white and slender hand. He restrained his hand from shaking too much. He gently squeezed his fingertips and let go. The sound was as soft as inaudible, just like when he first met Ye Feng more than a year ago.
"Hello, Bianyinan."
