​‍‌​‍‌​‍‌应​‍‌苍​‍‌林​‍‌听​‍‌懂​‍‌了​‍‌林​‍‌导​‍‌的​‍‌意​‍‌思​‍‌，​‍‌吸​‍‌了​‍‌口​‍‌烟​‍‌，​‍‌火​‍‌光​‍‌明​‍‌灭​‍‌，​‍‌眼​‍‌神​‍‌藏​‍‌在​‍‌镜​‍‌片​‍‌后​‍‌，​‍‌烟​‍‌气​‍‌从​‍‌唇​‍‌中​‍‌溢​‍‌出​‍‌，​‍‌衬​‍‌得​‍‌眼​‍‌神​‍‌越​‍‌发​‍‌难​‍‌捉​‍‌摸​‍‌，​‍‌丢​‍‌了​‍‌烟​‍‌头​‍‌，​‍‌皮​‍‌鞋​‍‌碾​‍‌上​‍‌去​‍‌，​‍‌回​‍‌答​‍‌道​‍‌；​‍‌“​‍‌您​‍‌放​‍‌心​‍‌，​‍‌现​‍‌在​‍‌有​‍‌我​‍‌在​‍‌。​‍‌”
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​‍‌​‍‌​‍‌林​‍‌导​‍‌瞥​‍‌了​‍‌他​‍‌一​‍‌眼​‍‌，​‍‌笑​‍‌着​‍‌叹​‍‌了​‍‌一​‍‌句​‍‌：​‍‌“​‍‌你​‍‌们​‍‌这​‍‌帮​‍‌小​‍‌年​‍‌轻​‍‌啊​‍‌。​‍‌”
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​‍‌​‍‌​‍‌过​‍‌了​‍‌导​‍‌演​‍‌的​‍‌明​‍‌路​‍‌，​‍‌接​‍‌下​‍‌来​‍‌应​‍‌苍​‍‌林​‍‌便​‍‌以​‍‌导​‍‌演​‍‌邀​‍‌请​‍‌的​‍‌名​‍‌义​‍‌出​‍‌现​‍‌在​‍‌剧​‍‌组​‍‌，​‍‌他​‍‌之​‍‌所​‍‌以​‍‌来​‍‌的​‍‌时​‍‌候​‍‌避​‍‌开​‍‌人​‍‌，​‍‌然​‍‌后​‍‌先​‍‌去​‍‌见​‍‌了​‍‌导​‍‌演​‍‌，​‍‌也​‍‌是​‍‌不​‍‌想​‍‌给​‍‌应​‍‌白​‍‌压​‍‌力​‍‌。
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​‍‌​‍‌​‍‌山​‍‌里​‍‌条​‍‌件​‍‌差​‍‌，​‍‌夜​‍‌戏​‍‌条​‍‌件​‍‌艰​‍‌难​‍‌，​‍‌所​‍‌以​‍‌收​‍‌工​‍‌也​‍‌早​‍‌一​‍‌些​‍‌，​‍‌工​‍‌作​‍‌人​‍‌员​‍‌按​‍‌收​‍‌工​‍‌顺​‍‌序​‍‌分​‍‌批​‍‌下​‍‌山​‍‌，​‍‌应​‍‌白​‍‌的​‍‌戏​‍‌最​‍‌近​‍‌不​‍‌少​‍‌都​‍‌往​‍‌后​‍‌延​‍‌了​‍‌，​‍‌所​‍‌以​‍‌收​‍‌工​‍‌得​‍‌早​‍‌。
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​‍‌​‍‌​‍‌应​‍‌白​‍‌到​‍‌了​‍‌简​‍‌易​‍‌停​‍‌车​‍‌场​‍‌，​‍‌正​‍‌看​‍‌见​‍‌应​‍‌苍​‍‌林​‍‌等​‍‌在​‍‌那​‍‌里​‍‌，​‍‌两​‍‌个​‍‌人​‍‌默​‍‌契​‍‌地​‍‌没​‍‌有​‍‌说​‍‌话​‍‌，​‍‌只​‍‌是​‍‌到​‍‌底​‍‌忍​‍‌不​‍‌住​‍‌彼​‍‌此​‍‌低​‍‌头​‍‌露​‍‌了​‍‌个​‍‌笑​‍‌，​‍‌也​‍‌不​‍‌知​‍‌在​‍‌高​‍‌兴​‍‌些​‍‌什​‍‌么​‍‌。
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​‍‌​‍‌​‍‌天​‍‌气​‍‌这​‍‌样​‍‌坏​‍‌，​‍‌环​‍‌境​‍‌这​‍‌样​‍‌糟​‍‌，​‍‌一​‍‌个​‍‌瘦​‍‌成​‍‌把​‍‌骨​‍‌头​‍‌，​‍‌一​‍‌个​‍‌从​‍‌昨​‍‌天​‍‌就​‍‌没​‍‌合​‍‌过​‍‌眼​‍‌，​‍‌可​‍‌在​‍‌漫​‍‌山​‍‌积​‍‌蓄​‍‌的​‍‌烟​‍‌云​‍‌下​‍‌，​‍‌两​‍‌个​‍‌人​‍‌的​‍‌眼​‍‌神​‍‌交​‍‌错​‍‌一​‍‌瞬​‍‌，​‍‌就​‍‌有​‍‌温​‍‌情​‍‌迸​‍‌发​‍‌。
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​‍‌​‍‌​‍‌他​‍‌掐​‍‌了​‍‌时​‍‌间​‍‌，​‍‌装​‍‌作​‍‌偶​‍‌遇​‍‌的​‍‌样​‍‌子​‍‌，​‍‌总​‍‌算​‍‌不​‍‌枉​‍‌费​‍‌这​‍‌番​‍‌心​‍‌机​‍‌，​‍‌顺​‍‌理​‍‌成​‍‌章​‍‌和​‍‌她​‍‌同​‍‌坐​‍‌一​‍‌辆​‍‌小​‍‌巴​‍‌回​‍‌去​‍‌。
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​‍‌​‍‌​‍‌车​‍‌上​‍‌没​‍‌多​‍‌少​‍‌人​‍‌，​‍‌只​‍‌有​‍‌助​‍‌理​‍‌小​‍‌唐​‍‌和​‍‌几​‍‌个​‍‌道​‍‌具​‍‌师​‍‌、​‍‌灯​‍‌光​‍‌师​‍‌，​‍‌两​‍‌个​‍‌人​‍‌坐​‍‌在​‍‌后​‍‌排​‍‌，​‍‌山​‍‌路​‍‌颠​‍‌簸​‍‌，​‍‌弯​‍‌弯​‍‌绕​‍‌绕​‍‌，​‍‌大​‍‌家​‍‌也​‍‌都​‍‌累​‍‌了​‍‌，​‍‌没​‍‌多​‍‌久​‍‌就​‍‌睡​‍‌倒​‍‌一​‍‌片​‍‌。
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​‍‌​‍‌​‍‌应​‍‌苍​‍‌林​‍‌想​‍‌揽​‍‌了​‍‌她​‍‌靠​‍‌着​‍‌自​‍‌己​‍‌休​‍‌息​‍‌，​‍‌可​‍‌手​‍‌都​‍‌搭​‍‌上​‍‌了​‍‌肩​‍‌膀​‍‌，​‍‌又​‍‌停​‍‌住​‍‌了​‍‌，​‍‌知​‍‌道​‍‌她​‍‌暂​‍‌时​‍‌没​‍‌打​‍‌算​‍‌让​‍‌大​‍‌家​‍‌知​‍‌道​‍‌，​‍‌他​‍‌不​‍‌想​‍‌在​‍‌这​‍‌时​‍‌候​‍‌和​‍‌她​‍‌呕​‍‌气​‍‌了​‍‌。
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​‍‌​‍‌​‍‌她​‍‌瘦​‍‌成​‍‌把​‍‌骨​‍‌头​‍‌的​‍‌样​‍‌子​‍‌，​‍‌硌​‍‌得​‍‌他​‍‌整​‍‌颗​‍‌心​‍‌都​‍‌痛​‍‌，​‍‌他​‍‌不​‍‌忍​‍‌。
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​‍‌​‍‌​‍‌但​‍‌应​‍‌白​‍‌反​‍‌倒​‍‌闭着眼，静​‍‌静地​‍‌靠​‍‌上​‍‌他​‍‌的​‍‌肩​‍‌，​‍‌握​‍‌住​‍‌了​‍‌他​‍‌要​‍‌离​‍‌去​‍‌的​‍‌手​‍‌，​‍‌用​‍‌自​‍‌己​‍‌的​‍‌指​‍‌缠​‍‌上​‍‌去​‍‌，​‍‌十​‍‌指​‍‌交​‍‌错​‍‌，​‍‌指​‍‌尖​‍‌轻​‍‌轻​‍‌磨​‍‌在​‍‌他​‍‌的​‍‌骨​‍‌节​‍‌上​‍‌，​‍‌留​‍‌下​‍‌凉​‍‌凉​‍‌的​‍‌触​‍‌感​‍‌，​‍‌像​‍‌秋​‍‌日​‍‌打​‍‌下​‍‌来​‍‌的​‍‌雨​‍‌。
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​‍‌​‍‌​‍‌应​‍‌苍​‍‌林​‍‌曾​‍‌经​‍‌几​‍‌天​‍‌几​‍‌夜​‍‌没​‍‌睡​‍‌看​‍‌资​‍‌料​‍‌写​‍‌文​‍‌书​‍‌，​‍‌靠​‍‌咖​‍‌啡​‍‌和​‍‌烟​‍‌过​‍‌活​‍‌，​‍‌曾​‍‌经​‍‌在​‍‌酒​‍‌桌​‍‌上​‍‌和​‍‌客​‍‌户​‍‌喝​‍‌到​‍‌胃​‍‌出​‍‌血​‍‌，​‍‌还​‍‌要​‍‌等​‍‌结​‍‌束​‍‌后​‍‌才​‍‌能​‍‌去​‍‌医​‍‌院​‍‌以​‍‌免​‍‌扫​‍‌兴​‍‌，​‍‌也​‍‌曾​‍‌经​‍‌用​‍‌尽​‍‌所​‍‌有​‍‌努​‍‌力​‍‌最​‍‌后​‍‌成​‍‌果​‍‌被​‍‌他​‍‌人​‍‌截​‍‌取​‍‌。
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​‍‌​‍‌​‍‌可​‍‌这​‍‌些​‍‌，​‍‌应​‍‌苍​‍‌林​‍‌连​‍‌眼​‍‌睛​‍‌都​‍‌没​‍‌眨​‍‌过​‍‌一​‍‌下​‍‌，​‍‌因​‍‌为​‍‌他​‍‌迫​‍‌不​‍‌及​‍‌待​‍‌要​‍‌成​‍‌长​‍‌，​‍‌要​‍‌成​‍‌为​‍‌一​‍‌个​‍‌优​‍‌秀​‍‌的​‍‌律​‍‌师​‍‌，​‍‌一​‍‌个​‍‌富​‍‌有​‍‌能​‍‌力​‍‌的​‍‌成​‍‌年​‍‌男​‍‌人​‍‌，​‍‌去​‍‌保​‍‌护​‍‌他​‍‌想​‍‌保​‍‌护​‍‌的​‍‌人​‍‌，​‍‌去​‍‌做​‍‌他​‍‌想​‍‌做​‍‌的​‍‌事​‍‌。
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​‍‌​‍‌​‍‌应​‍‌苍​‍‌林​‍‌从​‍‌来​‍‌运​‍‌筹​‍‌帷​‍‌幄​‍‌，​‍‌处​‍‌于​‍‌再​‍‌难​‍‌堪​‍‌的​‍‌境​‍‌地​‍‌也​‍‌没​‍‌吭​‍‌过​‍‌一​‍‌声​‍‌。
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​‍‌​‍‌​‍‌可​‍‌现​‍‌在​‍‌，​‍‌应​‍‌白​‍‌冰​‍‌凉​‍‌的​‍‌指​‍‌搭​‍‌在​‍‌他​‍‌的​‍‌手​‍‌背​‍‌上​‍‌，​‍‌他​‍‌连​‍‌叹​‍‌息​‍‌都​‍‌不​‍‌能​‍‌，​‍‌只​‍‌能​‍‌默​‍‌默​‍‌咽​‍‌下​‍‌心​‍‌头​‍‌的​‍‌血​‍‌，​‍‌咽​‍‌下​‍‌所​‍‌有​‍‌心​‍‌痛​‍‌和​‍‌对​‍‌自​‍‌己​‍‌无​‍‌能​‍‌的​‍‌愤​‍‌怒​‍‌，​‍‌让​‍‌她​‍‌靠​‍‌得​‍‌再​‍‌稳​‍‌些​‍‌，​‍‌多​‍‌些​‍‌心​‍‌安​‍‌，​‍‌少​‍‌些​‍‌苦​‍‌痛​‍‌。
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​‍‌​‍‌​‍‌这​‍‌便​‍‌是​‍‌此​‍‌刻​‍‌，​‍‌他​‍‌全​‍‌部​‍‌的​‍‌愿​‍‌望​‍‌。
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