"Thank you, no need."

Yao Huai's eyes were always on his phone. "Second Personality" was completed today, but Tong Yao's phone was still off.

"Teacher Yao, someone is looking for it." The deputy director shouted into the actor's resting room.

Yaohuai quickly got up, without bringing his coat, and pushed the door out.

Fu Xinying bit his lower lip, put down the water cup, helped him get his coat, and followed him.

Tong Yao and Zheng Hao were in the reception room outside. Yao Huai saw her from afar, ran over and hugged the person.

"Why don't you turn on the computer? I think you're not over yet."

The man in his arms had no sound for a long time. He noticed something was wrong and looked down at Tong Yao's face.

Her nose was a little red with big and beautiful eyes, but she couldn't see the glory of the past.

Yaohuai frowned and covered her cold face with his hands: "What's going on?"

Tong Yao slowly raised his head, and his shadow appeared in his eyes: "Yaohuai?"

"I'm here, you..."

Before he could express his concern, his waist was suddenly hugged. Tong Yao hugged him tightly, as if he wanted to carve his body into his arms.

"Yaohuai."

"Yaohuai."

"Yaohuai."

Tong Yao grabbed his sleeve tightly and called his name over and over again, and gradually cried in his tone. Gradually, the soft sob turned into a loud cry.

In a strange place, she hugged him and cried until she couldn't help but cry.
Chapter completed!