romantic accident

He made two calls in a row but no one answered, An Mingzhi was a little worried, he didn't know what Zheng Zhenzhen meant by running away with anger, in fact he didn't expect Zheng Yuzhang to come today at all.

Zheng Zhenzhen was sweating arguing with the security guard outside, took off his coat, raised his head and took a sip of water: "Don't beat Brother Mingzhi, let him calm down for a while."

An Mingzhi asked, "What's going on?"

"I can't tell." Her father's mind is too difficult to guess, Zheng Zhenzhen thought for a while and said: "But I guess, he may have encountered a mid-life crisis."

An Mingzhi didn't speak any more, and fell into deep thought.The word mid-life crisis is still far away from him, and in his impression, the word is also far away from Zheng Yuzhang. After all, Zheng Yuzhang doesn't look much different from when he was in his thirties, no matter in appearance or other aspects.

There were quite a few people in the lounge, besides him and Feng Chi, there were also their assistants and several staff members.The others didn't know this little girl who broke in suddenly. She was so beautiful that it was unbelievable. She was a star, but she had a face. No one had seen her before.

For a while, no one spoke in the lounge, they were all looking at her, wondering what kind of relationship she had with An Mingzhi.

A magazine intern wants to interview An Mingzhi: "Mr. An, is it convenient now?"

Zheng Yuzhang's phone was still unanswered, so An Mingzhi had no choice but to put away the phone first, and nodded at her, "Yes."

Feng Chi didn't take off his makeup. He still has a magazine shoot tonight, but he's in no hurry to leave. He will record a promotional video for the studio later, and the shooter hasn't arrived yet.

In his spare time, he sat on the sofa playing games, lost a game, and when he looked up, he saw Zheng Zhenzhen looking at him.

Usually, if a girl looked at him, she would have looked away in embarrassment, but Zheng Zhenzhen didn't dodge it, her eyes bent into a rainbow bridge and smiled at him: "Brother Fengchi, can I take a photo with you?"

"Okay." Feng Chi smiled back at her, "You know me?"

"Of course, I'm your fan, I've liked you for a long time~" Zheng Zhenzhen boasted.Perhaps influenced by her mother, she never sticks to love and liking, "Last time I asked Mingzhi brother to bring me your autograph."

Feng Chi was surprised: "It turns out that you are the junior who you clearly mentioned."

"Yeah, I was going to visit the crew, but it didn't work out, so I had to ask brother Mingzhi to help." Zheng Zhenzhen said with some regret, "Thank you."

Xiang Xue is very honored to be the photographer. Anyway, with the faces of two people, she can't take ugly pictures even if she closes her eyes.

An Mingzhi's interview lasted for half an hour. By the end of the interview, Zheng Zhenzhen and Feng Chi had gotten to know each other well, and the two were sitting on the sofa playing games.She is a master at playing games.

Zheng Zhenzhen: "Go left, go left, I'll cover!"

Feng Chi: "Be careful. There are people behind, get down!"

An Mingzhi: "..."

The air conditioner in the lounge was fully turned on, and he was a little cold. He went out with his mobile phone and continued to call Zheng Yuzhang, but no one answered. After a few rings, a busy tone came from the microphone.

Maybe Zhenzhen is right, Zheng Yuzhang should be calmed down, and he should think about it.

When they left, Zheng Zhenzhen was very reluctant. I don't know if it was the idol or the game. He even made an appointment with Feng Chi to play together next time, completely forgetting that his father's whereabouts are unknown.

Zheng Yuzhang came out of the crowded theater and smoked two cigarettes in the bathroom. While the smoke was rising, he looked at himself in the mirror. No matter how well maintained he was, it was impossible for the years to leave no marks on his body.

He was already in his early thirties when he met An Mingzhi, and had been divorced once, while An Mingzhi was only 19 years old at that time, at the best age in his life, young, bright and charming.

At the beginning, he really didn't know that An Mingzhi was sold by the company. There were so many people who showed affection to him at that time, but An Mingzhi had the most special way of attracting his attention—almost fell into the swimming pool, which was clumsy and clever.Zheng Yuzhang had to admit that he was attracted by him, his innocence, his body, and those passionate eyes, blinking like a seduction, let Zheng Yuzhang fall into the vortex he arranged.

Zheng Yuzhang will always remember his eyes, the dark brown pupils with shining stars, which are love and admiration.

He married Zhenzhen's mother and soon divorced. In the following period of time, he had a few people around him, but the relationship did not last long.The same is true for An Mingzhi, he is lustful and needs someone by his side, and An Mingzhi happens to be the type he likes, so he keeps him by his side.

The purpose is also very simple, he is an adult, has desires/desires, and needs someone beside his bed.

He is the person who is most afraid of trouble, and falling in love and getting married are both troublesome things, and it takes a lot of time and energy to maintain them. These are his most precious things, and they are not as direct and simple as pure money transactions.

An Ming knew that he was really young at that time, young in age, and small in stature.He is very serious about taking care of this little thing, giving him money and resources, although he doesn't know why An Mingzhi gets angry every time, but Zheng Yuzhang knows how to coax him too well, he just needs to coax him a few words.

The people around him never dared to contradict him before. An Ming knew it was different. It was more than contradicting. He would quarrel with him and get angry with him. Sometimes when he got angry, he would not let him into the room and let him go to sleep. living room.Zheng Yuzhang deliberately finished work early and came back from other places, but he didn't even let him touch him, and let him sleep in the living room.

Simply bold.

Until that time, they quarreled fiercely, Zheng Yuzhang was hotheaded, and said indiscriminately, saying that you climbed into my bed first, what are you!He regretted it when he said it, but the water that was thrown out could not be recovered.

It was the first time he saw An Mingzhi crying so desperately.

It was also that time that Zheng Yuzhang knew that An Mingzhi was sold by the company, and the child didn't know anything at all. He just fell in love with him at first sight, thinking it was love, thinking that they had been in love, but he was playing his feelings.

After that time, Zheng Yuzhang calmed down and thought for a long time, finally figured it out, and corrected his attitude from then on.The child just wants to fall in love, so let's talk about it, it's not that he has never been in love, he is always together anyway.

In retrospect, their usual way of getting along is almost the same as that of lovers. Perhaps it is this that makes An Mingzhi misunderstand.

It was supposed to be getting better day by day, but for some reason, the stars in An Mingzhi's eyes were fading day by day.

Now Zheng Yuzhang is nearly 40 years old, while An Mingzhi is only 27. Except for his personality, he has hardly changed from eight years ago. He is still young and charming.Even more attractive than before.

Zheng Yuzhang felt a huge psychological gap.

After smoking two cigarettes, he walked out of the studio. There are still many fans outside, some who are closed, and some who know An Mingzhi. They will not be young forever, but there will always be such a young group of people who are tireless. Chasing the stars in their eyes.

Zheng Yuzhang stood under the huge poster, looking up in the scorching sun. On the poster, An Mingzhi was mature and steady, with a well-defined profile, and his appearance had faded from the immaturity of the initial acquaintance.

Zheng Yuzhang felt very uncomfortable, turned around and left, and drove to a bar.