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Chapter 679 It was a long-lasting rain

The woman lay on the bed, holding her child, her eyes vacant as she gave him instructions: Be strong, be independent, and always keep your eyes open, no matter what...

The child's voice lacked the naivety expected of someone that age; it was deep and steady. After a long silence, he finally spoke: "Have you ever regretted it?"

The woman simply turned off the light and replied casually, "It's getting late, go to sleep early."

The child waited a long time but received no reply.

The blanket was lifted, the screen went black, and when it came back on, the scene had changed.

The tiny figure stood blankly at the entrance of the ancestral hall, wearing clothes that clearly didn't fit her properly. One foot was bare, and the other was wearing a plastic sandal that had been mended with tongs. Even from behind, you could see her rapid breathing.

The scene was a somber blackish-gray, even under the blazing sun.

Indistinct cries and curses echoed from inside the ancestral hall, and the people at the door slowly lowered their heads.

The water droplets, exposed to the sun on the whitened bluestone slabs, burst into bloom.

"It was a long-lasting rain, which captured all the dampness of my childhood."

The image gradually gained color, going from clear to blurry, and then from blurry to clear.

As the narrator spoke, the little figure slowly grew into an adult.

She was still standing in the same spot as before, wearing a proper white dress, with an exquisite hairstyle and sparkling jewelry, looking elegant and noble.

Then she turned around with a smile and walked forward, facing the camera.

Her face was no longer blurry; for the first time, it became so clear.

With steady, powerful footsteps, a hand reached out from in front of her. She smiled, grasped it, and continued walking forward.

The camera was so close that her face gradually became obscured, but in the background, the sound of a heartbeat slowly intensified.

Then the narration begins again:

A clear male voice asked, "Did that rain finally stop?"

A gentle female voice said, "No, but I've gone so far that I can no longer see that dark cloud."

Until the camera lens was filled with the white of the skirt, the footsteps gradually faded and disappeared, and then an alarm clock suddenly rang.

She, who had been elegant and refined just moments before, now sported a messy hairstyle, lifted the white blanket, and sat up in bed.

While people were still dazed, they heard someone on the balcony wailing in disbelief: "Aaaaaah!!! How long is this rain going to last?! Can mushrooms really grow on shoes?!"

She had just glanced to the side when she heard the dormitory door being pushed open.

Turning my head, I saw a girl with thick hair walking in, folding her umbrella.

She wore a mint-colored cheongsam, exuding a cool and aloof air, as if she were untouched by worldly affairs.

The person wailing on the balcony received no response. Hearing the door open, they immediately rushed in carrying a pair of shoes, complaining pitifully, "Jiang Heng, look! Mushrooms have grown on my shoes! Isn't that outrageous?"

Gu Lanxi was completely stunned.

She sat there, hugging the blanket, behind the half-drawn bed curtains, watching the girl's mouth open and close, her tone remarkably calm:

"Remove the mushrooms, disinfect them with alcohol first, then soak them in white vinegar, wash them again, stuff some newspaper into your shoes, and replace the newspaper with dry newspaper as soon as it gets wet. Keep them on the balcony for ventilation the whole time, got it?"

"Okay, I'll give it a try."

The boisterous girl grabbed her shoes and rushed back to the balcony to deal with the mushrooms growing on them.

Jiang Heng put down what she was holding on the table, and vaguely heard a muffled "Mom." She immediately looked up, revealing a gentle smile, her previous aloofness completely gone.
"Gu Manman, are you still lying in bed? Get up and eat breakfast! I bought you some steamed buns."

Gu Lanxi propped herself up on the bed and sat up. She saw that her pillow was wet and her eyes were extremely dry. She knew that she had cried bitterly in her sleep again and couldn't help but sigh.

This drama was extremely damaging to her.

The child actress was chosen based on her as a child; she resembled the actress six or seven parts as a child, and after makeup, she looked nine parts as a child.

The actress who plays her mother is a young woman who looks almost exactly like her mother.

After graduating from drama school, he has been acting in plays and supporting roles of all sizes, and his acting skills are excellent.

Filming had only been underway for a week, and Gu Lanxi had already lost count of how many times she had cried.

"What did you dream about?"

Lu Nanting's voice was muffled, clearly indicating that he was still asleep.

But his warm, large hand had already reached out and was soothingly stroking her back.

Gu Lanxi didn't answer for a long time before forcing a smile and saying, "I think I have a lot of talent for editing."

Although he didn't know exactly what was going on, Lu Nanting still managed to smoothly handle the topic.

"You are indeed very good at this. The videos you edited for me before were all excellent."

Gu Lanxi wanted to say something more, but her enthusiasm waned, so she shut her mouth again.

Seeing that it was almost time, I simply threw off the covers and got out of bed. "Get up, I'll be busy all day again."

"Hmm, is the child awake?"

Lu Nanting was woken up by her and got up as well.

There were no matching co-op beds in Shanghai, but there was a very luxurious crib that Lu Tai had specially ordered from abroad when she was pregnant with Lu Nanting. As a result, Lu Nanting was born just as the crib entered the country through customs in Shanghai.

Seeing that it was another boy, the dreamy princess bed was stuffed into a warehouse in Shanghai.

Two days ago, in order to make Tuantuan happy, Lu Tai went to the warehouse to find it. In the past few days, Tuantuan has liked to sleep on this bed by herself.

Considering that her son and daughter-in-law were both very busy with work during the day, she came up with another way to coax Tuantuan to sleep in her own room.

After Lu Nanting saw her get up, she walked a few steps to the door and, knowing she was listening to the baby, asked this question.

"Not yet, but I could hear Auntie cooking in the kitchen. Let's hurry out before she wakes up, otherwise we won't be able to leave. Mom's home, so she won't make a fuss if she wakes up and doesn't see us."

"Ah."

So the two quickly changed clothes and washed up. After finishing breakfast, they went downstairs, where their assistant was already waiting.

The two got into separate cars and headed in different directions.

When Gu Lanxi arrived at the filming location and passed through the security checkpoint, she went to find the director before filming started and told him about the transition she had dreamed about.

Screenwriter Wang Fang was slurping down her soy milk when she heard what she was saying. She listened intently, but then asked an unexpected question:
"How did you manage to remember the things you dreamed about after you woke up?"

Gu Lanxi couldn't help but laugh: "When I woke up, I recalled it and wrote down all the details. Subconscious thoughts are also very firmly established."

Wang Fang couldn't help but mutter, "I often dream about great ideas, but I forget them as soon as I wake up. Even though I always keep paper and pen by my bedside, I can only catch a little bit of the idea and don't have time to write it down."

Film editing takes place after shooting, but the director starts thinking about how to edit it long beforehand. After listening to Gu Lanxi's explanation, Tian Wei found it very interesting. She immediately took off the pen clipped to her vest and pulled out a small notebook from her pocket, writing down her thoughts.

After I finished taking notes, I came over to listen to what the two of them were talking about.

Seeing Wang Fang's worries, Tian Wei began to share her shorthand tips.

"Sister Xi, it's time to put on makeup."

Nanzhi came over with the script to urge her, but when she saw her waving goodbye to Tian Wang and walking away, she quickly shoved the script into her hands.

"Let's shoot this scene first. There's a super long take. You said yesterday that you wanted to take another look at this part of the script while you were getting your makeup done."

The film is full of details, and when the original script came into Gu Lanxi's hands, she would take many notes.

Fearing that stalkers might steal the scripts, or that there might be something fishy in the crew who would sell them, Nan Zhi always carried these things with her while on set. She would only take them out when Gu Lanxi wanted to read a particular book.

"The fan club wants to organize a set visit event. Does Sister Xi have any thoughts on that?"

Gu Lanxi was reading the script as she walked. When she heard the question, she refused without thinking: "Closed filming is good. There are many red carpet events at the end of the year, and I have two to attend. I will also sing on stage at the Spring Festival Gala, so it's not like I won't see you."

"But that will take a long time."

"Have the brand's event plans been finalized? Pick two large-scale events to attend."

If she doesn't want fans to follow her in private, then she needs to attend more public events. Gu Lanxi has thought this through very clearly.

Nanzhi wrote everything down, and seeing that more and more people were gathering around her, she stopped talking.

I was lying in bed late this morning when Juanwang came over to bother me, but I didn't get up, so I just closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep.

My older sister brought in a book and said, "Mom, I'll read to you." I didn't move and continued to pretend.

She said that her father thought that passage was particularly well-written and specifically asked her to come and read it to her.

Then I heard this:
One day, Dad said to Mom, "You're not only beautiful, you're also very cute. You're so cute, so very cute! You're my little baby." Who would have thought? Mom is also Dad's little baby!

The older sister was reading, and the younger brother was laughing loudly beside her.

Then I couldn't hold it in and woke up laughing.

I took the kids to my best friend's house to show off some crayfish. While waiting at a red light on the bus, I saw a couple driving next to us turn their heads to look at us. I smiled at them and said, "Have a great weekend!" They couldn't help but smile back.

I went shopping in the afternoon and ate out in the evening.

My younger brother said it didn't taste good, so I tricked him into reciting the poem "Hoeing the Rice Seedlings" once. After he recited it, I asked, "Do you think it tastes good now?" He said it tasted a little better. I told him, "If you recite it ten times, it will be very delicious."

He recited it twice and then told me, "Mom, it's already delicious, you don't need to keep reciting it."

I couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Then, not wanting to upset him, I said that the reason I laughed was because I'm naturally cheerful, not because I thought the principle was wrong.

Before he could finish a sentence, he couldn't help but laugh again.

My younger brother looked at me, speechless, and said, "Yeah, yeah, Mom's right."

My sister was laughing so hard she was pounding the table.

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