Incurable

Chapter 22

Mu Wan finished the last shot. She was blown off by artillery fire, rolled down the trench, and fell to the ground. Liu Qianxiu sat in the car and watched. She tried hard to make herself look good, but stood up after falling, her eyelashes were stained with thick gray, she knew that she must be as dirty as a refugee now.

After filming, Mu Wan went to the dressing room to change clothes. Before going to see Liu Qianxiu, she went to the bathroom to wash her face clean. Looking up again, the face in the mirror looked like a freshly peeled egg, delicate and tender. Under her long black eyebrows, she has a pair of crystal clear eyes, a small nose, and a little red lips.

Although there is no makeup, it is still beautiful. Mu Wan expertly wiped two hands of water on his face, turned around and walked out of the bathroom.

Liu Qianxiu's car parked outside the photography base. The weather has picked up today. It is already 30 degrees at ten o'clock in the morning. Mu Wan seems to have walked past Huoyan Mountain, sweating and quickly evaporated. When he got to the car, Mu Wan pulled the car door and saw Liu Qianxiu in the driver's seat.

The air in the car rushed towards her, her eyes reflected the figure of the man, her body was cool, and her heart was cool.

Mu Wan's eyes moved, smiled and got into the car, pulling on his seat belt.

She didn't wipe her face before leaving, and the humid air didn't feel dry. When she got into the car, the air was blowing, and her skin felt a little tight. Mu Wan took out the moisturizer and tapped a few times on her face. The hair around her ears was wet with water, and she clung to her cheek quietly and obediently. Mu Wan asked, "Why are you here?"

In the past, she went to the hospital to wait for him to get off work. This was the first time Liu Qianxiu came to the photography base to look for her. She was very happy, because it was different from the past, something must have changed between the two. As for where the changes have occurred, she is now overwhelmed with joy, and she hasn't figured it out yet, but she feels sweet and cold in her heart, like eating a strawberry-flavored popsicle.

"On the way." Liu Qianxiu replied calmly.

"Oh." Mu Wan had a gentle ending in his throat, light and long. She stretched out her long slender fingers and spread the white lotion from the tip of her nose on her slightly hot cheeks, evenly.

She came to the crew at four o'clock in the morning and took six full hours of filming. After getting in the car, her tight nerves and body relaxed. After applying the lotion, like a stray cat, she found the corner of the shelter to shelter from the wind and rain, stretched her slender body, leaned against the car window, and looked out at the still-hot photography base.

"Do you usually shoot like this?" The car started and shook slightly. Liu Qianxiu's voice seemed to come through the forest, with the coolness of dew.

"Yes, many of the supporting roles are like this. In the end, you can't get rid of one death." Mu Wan retracted her gaze, and the corners of her eyes raised slightly, and said to Liu Qian: "When I was filming, I died countless times, of all kinds. I have experienced all kinds of deaths, more than you, a doctor, have ever seen."

Her tone was cheerful and proud.

When the car stopped at a T-shaped intersection, Liu Qianxiu turned on the left light. He looked at the elation and pride in Mu Wan's eyes, and asked in a deep voice, "Do you like being an actor?"

"That's not true." Mu Wan shook her head, she thought for a moment, and said, "I only have beauty. It's better to be an actor and make money faster."

Liu Qianxiu glanced at her deeply, and Mu Wan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he muttered with a guilty conscience: "Today is covered by dust."