C2 Lochia

When I looked more carefully, I saw a red shadow standing straight behind Xiao Han. It abruptly stretched out both of its hands, as if it wanted to touch her.

My heart skipped a beat! Why was there an extra person on the bridge in the blink of an eye?

But at this moment, the Lighting Master had already stopped shining his light onto the bridge. The ancient bridge was very dark and eerie. I was afraid I was seeing things, so I kept quiet. With a cigarette in my hand, I hurried to the bridge to find out what was going on.

But when I slipped past two willow trees, squeezed my way sideways through a lightweight board the height of a man, and landed at the end of the bridge. There was no third person on the bridge besides Wang Sen and Xiao Han, and Wang Sen was almost already standing outside the bridge.

Am I really seeing things?] My eyes were still scanning every inch of the old bridge, afraid of what I might feel like if I didn't notice the danger.

"Mm …" Xiao Han said weakly.

I saw that Xiao Han's eyes were fixed on me, so I asked her, "Xiao Han, were you and Wang Sen the only ones on the bridge?"

"That's right!" Xiao Han looked at me with her eyes wide open. She used her hand to pick up her bangs and walked towards me. "What's wrong?" Xiao Han was very beautiful tonight, but it was a kind of sickly beauty. Because her rest these few days had been very bad, she often suffered from headaches and insomnia, her face pale to the point of going too far.

I smiled awkwardly at Xiao Han. I didn't want to delay the filming any longer, so I turned around and was about to leave. "Eh?" Who was the one who hung this red dress here? "

Red! Red clothes? I stopped and looked back over my shoulder at Xiao Han, who was walking toward the bridge. Right in front of her, at the edge of the stone railing, was a crimson dress, rippling in the wind. In the dark background of the bridge was a deep river, and the red dress looked very strange.

I suddenly thought of that red mirage. My ears buzzed and I couldn't help but shout at Xiao Han, who was about to grab the red figure. "Xiao Han, don't touch it!"

However, at the same time Xiao Han stopped, the red figure floated upwards without any wind, then with a backward swing, it slowly stopped and fell down onto the bridge. It was as if an invisible hand had lifted it and thrown it under the bridge.

I immediately ran to the bottom of the bridge, only to see that after the red dress landed on the surface of the river, it wasn't washed away by the turbulent current. Instead, it stayed still for a few seconds before slowly sinking to the bottom of the river.

How was this possible? Shouldn't cloth be lighter than water? Why did the red figure stay above the water for a few seconds before sinking to the bottom!

This, this is not scientific at all!

Was there a current at the bottom of the river? He drew the red cloth in? I used this way of thinking to explain the question in my heart. When I turned around, I saw Xiao Han's astonished and frightened face!

"Guo Ning, that red dress wasn't for the film crew, and it …"

"It's nothing." I pretended to be calm as I smiled. "There must be a undercurrent at the bottom of the river. It's just that the whirlpool sucked that piece of clothing into the river, so there's no need to make such a fuss!"

Xiao Han obviously didn't believe him. Her face became even paler as she folded her arms in front of her chest and trembled. I hurried over, put the cigarette in my mouth, took off my jacket, and draped it over her shoulders.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, a sharp and ear-piercing whistle gave Xiao Han and I a fright …

I looked over at the bridge. It turned out to be that slut Tsing Wei. I didn't know when he had leaned against the bridge. He was smiling at me and Xiao Han with his eyebrows raised.

I turned my head and gestured for Xiao Han to go to the place under the bridge where there were many people. I watched her leave, then quickly stepped over to the bridge's head and smashed Tet Wei's chest with my fist. Didn't I tell you to go to the City Construction Bureau to go through the demolition procedures!? Why did you come back so late? "

Tsing's face straightened, he solemnly stamped his feet, gave me a salute, and then gave me an OK gesture. Obviously, this was done. His posturing was extremely comical. Normally, I would be very cooperative with his dog-shit attitude, but now, I no longer had this feeling.

"How can it be so straightforward?" I finished half the cigarette in a single gulp. By doing so, he could ease his inexplicable tension a little, and then he threw his cigarette butt on the bridge and stamped it again and again.

Ta Wei nodded his head and bowed, realizing that my eyes were looking forward to his next words. He said in a clever way, "The Town Security has long disliked that old mansion. Even if we don't tear it down, they will immediately make a move."

"That's more like it!" I patted Tet Wei's dog head.

Tsing Wei smiled at first, and then his expression suddenly became serious, "But it's still that villager with ulterior motives who is determined not to let us tear down that house. They said the house was strange! If we tear them down, we might get into trouble with something unclean, so they'll be infected with bad luck as well. "

Unclean things? My heart suddenly twitched as my gaze swept towards Xiao Han, who was still standing on the ancient bridge in a daze.

Could it be that her unusual behavior was related to the terrifying rumours about the troupe in the ancient town?

But how was this possible?

"That's not bad news." I rubbed my sore arm with my left hand and shook my head. "People in small places don't know much about the world. What is it? Are you afraid? "

"You're annoying! Who said I'm scared! " Tsing Wei pretended to be bashful, the lady said angrily to me.

I threw a kick at his butt, "You better die …" However, he was able to dodge to the back of the willow tree with a Form Displacement Transposition.

Tet Wei was my college roommate and best friend. His specialty was video editing, and ever since I started writing for the first microfilm in my life, he had shamelessly snuck in beside me, loafing around my dorm room, and was so poor he'd put on the same pants as me.

Since the crew is so well-paid, of course, I can't forget to bring my brothers with me. I even had a big fight with the assistant director to get him on the set.

F * ck me! It was only then that I remembered that I had almost offended all of the trusted aides the agent planted because of Xiao Han and Ta Wei!

"Director Guo, are we still bidding for this?" Not far from the bridge, the photographer, Chen Lu, rapped on the dim loudspeaker, holding the camera lens with his left hand and shouted at me.

I looked up at the frightened Xiao Han and shook my head at Chen Lu. Then I saw Chen Lu's left hand resting on the camera and his right hand covering the camera with a tarp.

After hearing that I wasn't going to shoot anymore, the filming crew and workers started to organize and take in all kinds of photos, recordings, lighting equipment, as well as the messy cables and clothing props on the ground …

After the filming ended, although Xiao Han, who had just been killed by me in public and was extremely shocked by the unprovoked appearance of the red dress, silently followed me back to the hotel that the investment department had contracted for us.

The hotel we are staying in is on the west bank of the Autumn Leaf Garden in Zhouzhuang Town, South Lake. We have just finished redecorating a resort, and before it has even officially opened, we have already contracted it out as a whole. It was just that, in terms of water supply and power supply, he was slightly lacking.

When we got back to the hotel, Xiao Han and I sat together and talked deeply about her recent plight.

Xiao Han always listened to me very attentively. Because I had won her the lead role, Xiao Han was very grateful to me for that. Although she was well aware that my motives were impure, it was clear that I was sincere to her and would not force her to do such shameful things.

Later she heard that I was under so much pressure for her that I was almost halved by the investors. From then on, I insisted that the dishes in the cafeteria were too monotonous and that I would occasionally have to eat family meals. Every Sunday, I would come over to make a meal for me.

But when she came to my room on Sunday, the doors were left unlocked, to prove that they weren't locked and that she was afraid of gossip.

Today was Sunday, and it was late, and we talked for a while, but Xiao Han still went to the kitchen and busied herself for a while …

After a simple dinner she had cooked, I went to bed early, my coat and shoes streaking all over the floor.

In my haziness, I felt the door creak, thinking that Xiao Han had left, and then I fell into a deep sleep.

I had intended to sleep until dawn, but at midnight, I woke up on time.

Rubbing my sore shoulder, I wanted to take out my phone to check the time, but a pair of dark eyes scared me out of my wits …

I widened my eyes and looked. It was Xiao Han lying beside me, her two eyes staring straight at me, causing my hair to stand on end.