Jiang Lin looked at Qin Zhou's photo and was in a trance.

Will there be two strangers in this world who look exactly the same?

Jiang Lin sat on the chair dumbfounded, but couldn't recover.

If he hadn't seen his sister-in-law's body with his own eyes and watched the cremation of the body, he might have thought that the person in the photo was his sister-in-law.

Jiang Lin sat at the desk for a long time, looking at Qin Zhou's photo, but the more he looked, the more he looked like.

The only difference is that Qin Zhou and his sister-in-law have different temperaments.

Maybe because Qin Zhou is an artist, his facial features are more impactful after makeup, while his sister-in-law is an ordinary piano teacher, with a softer temperament.

However, Jiang Lin couldn't help but ask his colleague, "Will there be two strangers who look alike in this world?"

"Yes." The colleague on the side nodded and took advantage of the situation to answer: "There are many celebrities in the entertainment industry who look alike. It is always easy to admit mistakes."

Jiang Lin also suddenly realized that Qin Zhou was an artist and had makeup on.

Maybe Qin Zhou just looks like his sister-in-law after putting on makeup, but not after taking off makeup.

Moreover, the artist photos are all to be refined, maybe Qin Zhou himself and his sister-in-law are not alike at all.

Jiang Lin comforted himself in this way, and went to the Internet to search for news about celebrities who collided with each other. He really found a lot of celebrities who collided with each other, and there were even amateur celebrities who collided with each other.

It's normal to bump into the face, Qin Zhou just happens to look like his sister-in-law.

Jiang Lin calmed down a little and continued to work.

Just when he was working, Jiang Lin would still get distracted from time to time, and he would always think about Qin Zhou unknowingly.

Jiang Lin ran over and asked his colleague, "Where is Qin Zhou filming?"

"North District Film and Television City."

In the North District Film and Television City, a black car stopped.

Jiang Lin slowly got off the car and came to the scenic spot alone.

In the scenic spot, many crews have already started work, and many people come and go, which is very lively.

Jiang Lin went inside and found Qin Zhou's crew.

A shed was set up over there by the crew, and some staff were busy coming and going.

It's just that this crew is a little shabby compared to other crews. The crew members are pitifully small. Most of the actors don't even have a place to shelter from the wind. They are all sitting on stools blowing the cold wind.

It's March now, and the weather has warmed up a bit, but the actors in the crew are wearing thin clothes, and some girls are wearing skirts, which seems to be shooting a summer plot.

Jiang Lin looked around and didn't see Qin Zhou, maybe it was his turn to play.

Jiang Lin stood far away near the crew, hesitating.

In fact, he doesn't know when Qin Zhou will appear, because he doesn't have a schedule for the crew, maybe Qin Zhou will not have a role in the show today, so he won't be used.

At that time, he just asked about the filming location, and then when his brain became hot, he drove over.

But now he really came over, but he didn't dare to go there.

Even if you really see Qin Zhou, what's the point?

My sister-in-law has already left, even if there is a stranger in this world who looks a lot like my sister-in-law, it's just a coincidence.

Jiang Lin lowered his head and blew the cold wind for a while, and his brain calmed down a little.

Qin Zhou is just a stranger. After putting on makeup, he looks like his sister-in-law.

People who have passed away will not be resurrected, and seeing Qin Zhou will only remind him of his sister-in-law, making him even more sad.

Jiang Lin figured it out a little and didn't plan to see Qin Zhou.

But just as Jiang Lin turned around and was about to leave, he suddenly heard a voice behind him—

"All units prepare!"

Jiang Lin turned his head subconsciously and saw the director shouting with a loudspeaker.

In the lounge not far away, a figure slowly walked out.

Jiang Lin looked at the figure and was stunned for a moment.

The young man in the white shirt smiled and walked towards the studio step by step, turning his head from time to time and talking to the people beside him.

Jiang Lin stopped on the spot, staring at the young man, motionless.

The figure in his field of vision was really too familiar, and gradually overlapped with the figure in his memory—

almost exactly the same.

When Qin Zhou finished filming this scene, it was already an hour later.

The little assistant quickly handed over the coat and thermos cup, "Brother Zhou!"

Qin Zhou put on his coat and drank hot water, only then did his body feel warmer.

"Oh, it's such a cold day to shoot a summer scene..." the little assistant frowned and complained, "It's freezing to death!"

On the set, the heroine and the hero continued to film, so Qin Zhou went back to the lounge when he lost his role.

Although it is said to be a lounge, it is actually more like a utility room. There are many messy things in it, and even the windows are still leaking.

The assistant took a blanket from the side and handed it over, gossiping: "Brother Zhou, I just saw a luxury car parked outside!"

The little assistant was a 20-year-old girl. She stuffed the hot water bottle into Qin Zhou's arms, sat aside, and said excitedly, "I heard that it seems to be a limited-edition car. Anyway, it's quite expensive... I don't know who it is!"

"Maybe investors came to visit the class." Qin Zhou didn't take it to heart. He took the script next to him and read it slowly.

The little assistant took a look and asked, "Brother Zhou, didn't you watch this game yesterday?"

"Review." Qin Zhou laughed.

This is his first time acting as the second male lead, and the role is very heavy, so he still wants to do it seriously.

Although this drama is only a low-cost web drama, it has been considered very good for him.

He is just a low-level actor in the circle, and there are not many choices.

Qin Zhou slowly flipped through the script, and then got up and went out until his scene was about to start filming.

It was very windy outside and the weather was overcast and it looked like it was going to rain.

The director was also in a hurry, fearing that it would rain, and hurriedly urged the staff to prepare.

Qin Zhou took off his jacket and handed it to the assistant, and suddenly noticed something, and looked to the side subconsciously.

It's just that Qin Zhou just looked up when the staff just walked past with a piece of equipment, blocking his sight.

After the staff carried the equipment and left, when Qin Zhou looked over, he could only see a hurriedly leaving back not far away.

The back looked a little familiar, Qin Zhou looked at the back and was a little lost for a while.

"Brother Zhou, it's time to pass!" urged the little assistant on the side.

Qin Zhou retracted his gaze and went to film first.

By the time the crew finished work, it was already night.

Qin Zhou didn't have a night show at night, so he packed up and went back with his little assistant.

The hotel I stayed in was near the Studio City, but because of the limited budget of the crew, even the rooms allocated to the actors were cheap single rooms.

Qin Zhou, as usual, went to bed early after washing up and reviewed the script before going to bed.

Wait until ten o'clock in the evening, turn off the lights on time to go to bed, and wake up on time at six o'clock the next morning.

Daily routine is very stable, go to bed early and get up early to maintain health.

Qin Zhou brought his assistant to the crew and went to do makeup first.

It's just that before the shooting, there was a temporary problem with the props team, so Qin Zhou could only go back to the lounge first.

"I'm so sleepy..." The little assistant on the side yawned and couldn't help saying, "Brother Zhou, I'm going out to buy breakfast..."

"Well." Qin Zhou should come down.

So the little assistant got up and went out to buy breakfast, and when he came back, his face was full of excitement.

"Brother Zhou!" The little assistant ran over excitedly, "I saw that luxury car from yesterday again! He's still a handsome guy!"

"It shouldn't be an actor, I don't think he went to film!" The little assistant analyzed seriously, "I guess which fan is coming here to visit the class..."

The assistant thought for a while, frowned and said, "But our crew is so confused, it shouldn't be ours... Who are you looking for?"

Qin Zhou didn't know who the assistant was talking about, so he just said, "Maybe I'm just curious about filming, come and have a look."

The little assistant nodded and didn't mention it again.

Qin Zhou waited in the lounge for another half an hour, until the staff came to call someone, and then got up and went out.

Qin Zhou left the room and walked towards the studio.

But just halfway through, the assistant on the side suddenly said, "Brother Zhou! It's that person!"

The assistant tugged Qin Zhou's sleeve secretly, and whispered gossip: "That super handsome luxury car guy!"

Qin Zhou turned his head to the side and looked in the direction of his assistant subconsciously. After seeing a figure not far away, he was stunned for a while.

And the man didn't seem to expect that Qin Zhou would look over. For a split second, he lowered his head in a panic, avoiding eye contact.

Qin Zhou stared at the man for a while, and finally retracted his gaze.

Qin Zhou went to film first, and when the filming was over, he glanced at the periphery of the studio.

It's just that the person seems to have left, there is no trace of the person near the studio, only some supporting actors and staff are still here.

And those supporting actors and staff were holding a cup of milk tea in their hands, and it looked like someone had a treat.

When Qin Zhou returned to the lounge, he saw a few cups of milk tea on the table.

The assistant quickly handed one of them to Qin Zhou: "Brother Zhou, drink milk tea!"

Qin Zhou took the milk tea and asked, "Who brought the milk tea?"

"It's that handsome little guy in a luxury car!" The assistant was a little excited. "He said he was here to visit the class, so he bought it for everyone in our crew! So generous!"

Qin Zhou's movements stopped, and he lowered his eyes and did not speak.

"But the luxury car brother doesn't seem to say who's class..." The assistant became a little puzzled and asked again, "Brother Zhou, do you know him?"

Qin Zhou held this cup of hot milk tea, and after a long time, he slowly said, "I don't know."

"That's probably a fan of Sister Su Su!" The little assistant nodded, "Sister Su Su is so pretty!"

Qin Zhou sat on the sofa, took the script and opened it, ready to review.

It's just that Qin Zhou stared at the first paragraph of the script for a long time without turning over a page.

In the afternoon of the next day, another milk tea was delivered to the studio.

It was still fans who came to visit the class and invited the whole crew.

"Wow—" the little assistant was very excited, "that handsome guy in the luxury car is getting benefits again!"

"Free milk tea for two consecutive days!" The little assistant has been completely bribed, "I announce that he is my half-brother from now on!"

"This brand of milk tea is so expensive, I usually can't bear to order it!" The little assistant felt distressed for a while and couldn't bear to drink it.

Qin Zhou didn't speak, he just sat quietly by the window and looked at the figure outside.

Jiang Lin was still on the set, standing silently, looking a little lonely.

The sky was still overcast outside, and it looked like it was going to rain.

Qin Zhou looked at Jiang Lin's figure in a trance, but finally retracted his gaze and ignored it.

After a while, the assistant came over and said, "Brother Zhou, the filming is about to begin!"

Qin Zhou got up and left the lounge.

But when Qin Zhou came outside, he noticed that raindrops fell on his head.

Qin Zhou stretched out his hand and felt the slightest coolness in his palm.

Qin Zhou called his assistant and said, "Yueyue, ask him if he wants to come in to rest, where he can hide from the rain."

"Ah?" The little assistant was stunned for a moment, but he didn't know who he was talking about.

Qin Zhou: "The fan who sent milk tea."

"Oh good!" The little assistant nodded quickly.

Qin Zhou went to film first.

Although it was raining, the crew built a shed for the actors to shoot inside.

The assistant walked towards the periphery of the set, came to Jiang Lin, and said, "Little brother, I've seen you come to visit the class these two days!"

The assistant said again: "It's going to rain, why don't you go to the lounge? It's very windy outside."

Jiang Lin recognized that this little assistant was the one who was following Qin Zhou, and suddenly became a little cautious, and he was speechless in his throat, so he just nodded.

So the assistant took Jiang Lin to the lounge and poured Jiang Lin a cup of hot water.

"Our crew is a bit poor, so let's get started..." The assistant was a little embarrassed.

Jiang Lin sat on the sofa, holding a cup, feeling more and more nervous.

He knew that Qin Zhou rested in this room every time. After the filming was over, Qin Zhou might come back.

Now Jiang Lin's mind is in a mess, and he can't think at all, so he can only drink hot water to try to ease his mood.

It wasn't until after the filming of a scene on the set that Jiang Lin heard the noise outside, and his body suddenly became tense.

Also because the filming was over, the staff started walking outside, and the studio was a little noisy.

In the chaos, Jiang Lin heard footsteps—

The footsteps were getting closer and closer to the room, and Jiang Lin became nervous when he heard the sound.

The footsteps finally stopped outside the room. Jiang Lin couldn't help but looked up and saw a familiar figure pushing in the door.

The young man was wearing a black coat and holding a hot water bottle in his hand, which seemed to be a little cold.

The young man closed the door, looked up, looked at Shang Jianglin, and still had a gentle smile on his face.

Jiang Lin stared at the young man's figure and couldn't help getting up.

"That... hello!" Jiang Lin stumbled a little, "I... I'm your fan... I like your play very much!"

"Thank you." The young man walked over with a smile.

Jiang Lin suddenly became more nervous and couldn't help but secretly glanced at Qin Zhou.

And Qin Zhou sat on the sofa, took the cup from the assistant's hand, and drank hot water.

Jiang Lin looked at Qin Zhou's profile. This was the first time he had observed Qin Zhou up close, and he felt more like it.

Although Qin Zhou had makeup on his face, his facial features looked more refined.

But if my sister-in-law also wears makeup, it should be similar to Qin Zhou...

Qin Zhou and his sister-in-law are like twins, they look exactly the same, even the tear mole under the right eye is in the same position.

Jiang Lin's breathing became a little faster, and he couldn't help but say, "You look like a friend of mine..."

Qin Zhou put down the cup and looked sideways.

Jiang Lin also realized that he had said something wrong, and said quickly, "I don't mean anything else, it's just really similar..."

The more Jiang Lin spoke, the more confused he became. He found that he could not explain clearly. He lowered his head in annoyance and had to say, "I'm sorry! I'm not very good at speaking..."

"It's okay." Qin Zhou still had a smile on his face, as if he didn't mind.

Jiang Lin looked at the person in front of him and suddenly felt more like it.

Qin Zhou, like his sister-in-law, is so gentle, even the voices are similar.

He is now with Qin Zhou, and it feels like he is having a conversation with his sister-in-law.

But my sister-in-law has been gone for almost two years, and the person in front of me is Qin Zhou, not my sister-in-law.

Jiang Lin couldn't help but whisper: "My friend... it's all my fault, it's me who killed him."

After hearing this, Qin Zhou looked a little surprised and asked, "Why do you say that?"

"It's my fault..." Jiang Lin lowered his head in remorse, shook his head and said, "Forget it, don't mention it."

He and Qin Zhou only met for the first time and were not very familiar with each other. It was inappropriate to mention this kind of thing.

Jiang Lin fell silent, sitting on the sofa without saying a word.

Several times he wanted to speak on his own initiative, but he didn't know what to say, and he was restless.

Qin Zhou saw Jiang Lin's discomfort and said, "I have to film later, I'll read the script first."

Jiang Lin breathed a sigh of relief and nodded quickly: "Okay."

Qin Zhou took the script and looked down.

The two sat on the sofa together without disturbing each other.

Not long after, a staff member came knocking on the door.

"Brother Zhou! You can go and prepare!"

Qin Zhou got up, put down the script and prepared to leave.

Jiang Lin looked at Qin Zhou's figure and suddenly shouted, "Qin Zhou!"

"Can I... give you a hug?" Jiang Lin was a little clumsy, "Just give a hug..."

Qin Zhou stopped in place and did not look back.

Jiang Lin could only see Qin Zhou's back, and he didn't know what Qin Zhou's expression was. He was afraid that the other party would misunderstand, so he quickly explained: "I don't mean anything else, I just like you so much...I want to hug..."

"It's the kind of hug between idols and fans..." Jiang Lin became incoherent, and his voice became smaller and smaller. He lowered his head, and some did not dare to look at Qin Zhou's reaction.

In the end, Jiang Lin gave up a little, with a smile on his face, and waved his hand pretending to be calm: "It's okay! I just said it casually!"

But as soon as Jiang Lin finished speaking, he saw the young man in front of him move.

Qin Zhou turned around and came to Jiang Lin step by step, reaching out to hug him.

Jiang Lin opened his eyes and felt the temperature falling on his body. He reached out his hand tremblingly, and tentatively hugged the young man back.

The hug was warm, just as he had imagined.

It was so warm that Jiang Lin's eyes were red, and he couldn't control his emotions any longer, sobbing on the young man's shoulder.

Countless nights, he would wake up from the nightmare of a car accident.

Because what he was waiting for in his dream was a cold hug.

In the dream, he would never be able to save the car accident, so he could only hold his sister-in-law's stiff body, bleeding all over the floor.

He wondered if his sister-in-law hated him all the time, so every time he dreamed of his sister-in-law, her sister-in-law wouldn't let him hold him, so he only let him hold the corpse.

But now, he finally hugged a warm body.

Even if he knew that the person in front of him was not his sister-in-law, when he was hugged, he would still feel very at ease—

It was as if his sister-in-law was holding him.

He's been waiting for this hug for too long.

too long..