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The drunk Zuo Ran is really difficult to deal with - he "doesn't know" anyone.The assistant and the driver wanted to take him off He Xiuyi, but Zuo Ran was extremely vigilant and would not let go, he resolutely refused those two people and wholeheartedly begged He Xiuyi to take him home.

Someone in the production crew stood aside, fearing that the world would not be chaotic and used their mobile phones to film. The producer walked up to them and whispered "ordered" them to delete them all.

He Xiuyi was also a little helpless - Zuo Ran, who was like an iceberg all year round, was like this after he got drunk?If his fanatical fans find out, will they climb the wall and go to other houses?

I don't know who jokingly said: "Could the actor like Liu Yangting? He mistaken He Xiuyi, who looks so similar, as his crush?"

He Xiuyi smiled: "I don't know, maybe."

After tossing around for a long time, the producer was a little tired, sighed, and asked He Xiuyi: "Why don't you take Zuo Ran back to your house? Just for one night...the two of you will rush to the set together tomorrow morning. Looking at this posture, even You help to send him home, and he will make trouble again after you leave."

He Xiuyi was silent for a while, before speaking after a long while, "My house is very small, I'm afraid Teacher Zuo won't be used to it."

The producer smiled: "Where is he so hypocritical?" As an actor, when he was busy, he would shoot from the first scene to the last without a break, wearing short-sleeved clothes in winter and cotton clothes in summer.When Zuo Ran was not popular, he was filming in the village a few times, watching the rats often stepping over the sleeping people in arrogance.However, every time a reporter asked if filming was hard work, Zuo Ran would answer very calmly: "I don't feel it, it should be."

He Xiuyi could only agree, supported Zuo Ran, got into the "Mulsanne" again, reported an address to the driver, and then let Zuo Ran rely on him to go all the way to the familiar neighborhood.Zuo Ran, who was leaning on him, never struggled again, as if he had really found his "wife".

He Xiuyi's "home" is really very small, on the innermost side of the first floor of an old building more than [-] years old, with one room and no living room.The floor creaked and the white paint on the wall was peeling off.

This is the house he rented recently.Not long after my mother passed away, someone introduced a 40-year-old divorced woman to my father. My father liked it very much, and after a few meetings, he let her live at home.It is said that her son borrowed several 10 yuan to participate in some "manor development", and was cheated out of his money, so she had to sell the house to pay off the debt, and then went out to find her "wife" because she really had no place to live.He Xiuyi's father was eager to "buy the bottom", so he ignored the advice of others and insisted on letting his "girlfriend" live in his only house.He Xiuyi has seen the "prospective stepmother", she is very beautiful and still has charm.His father is a "face control", He Xiuyi's mother is a great beauty, and He Xiuyi is like his mother, with peach blossom eyes, a high nose bridge, and a pair of long legs.

The He family has two rooms and one living room.He Xiuyi was nearly 30 years old, and it was a bit awkward to live with a 40-year-old woman, so he had to go out and rent a house.His finances are very tight, and he can't afford any good rent, so he can barely make ends meet while doing part-time jobs—his most recent part-time job is to take promotional photos as a model for a friend's wedding photography.

Zuo Ran didn't feel any discomfort after entering the door.He Xiuyi asked him to sit on the chair, and he sat on the chair obediently, his eyes only on He Xiuyi, and he didn't care about anything else.

He Xiuyi thought it was a little bit funny, so he played with it and teased Zuo Ran, "Close your eyes."

Zuo Ran obediently closed his eyes.

He Xiuyi said again: "Open it."

Zuo Ran followed suit again.

"Open your mouth."

"..." Zuo Ran stared straight at He Xiuyi, raised his head halfway, as if thinking that he would get a kiss, parted a slit of his lips slightly, and stretched out his hand to pull He Xiuyi's wrist.

He Xiuyi hurriedly said, "Shut up, that's all."

"..." Zuo Ran closed his lips in disappointment.

Seeing Zuo Ran like this, He Xiuyi felt a little surprised, and asked, "Teacher Zuo, Zuo Yingdi, do you trust me to this extent?"

Zuo Ran nodded.

He Xiuyi suddenly felt a little envious of that "daughter-in-law".At this moment, Zuo Ran is very much like a kindergarten kid, ignoring the "stranger", only willing to hand over his drowsy self to the "wife", and completely obey the other party's command.This kind of envy is very unreasonable, because He Xiuyi doesn't even know whether that "wife" really exists - is it Zuo Ran's lover in reality, or his fantasy after drunk.

He Xiuyi said to Zuo Ran again: "Sit here for a while. I'll go wash up and I'll be right back."

"it is good."

He Xiuyi walked into the dilapidated toilet, opened the rickety halter, and waited for five or six minutes before hot water gurgled into the pool.The make-up used during the day had already been removed before going to dinner, and He Xiuyi didn't spend too long washing his face.After brushing and flossing, when he walked back from the toilet to the living room, Zuo Ran happened to be alone for 6 minutes.

He Xiuyi saw Zuo Ran still sitting in front of the wooden dining table in the hallway, slightly frowning his pretty eyebrows, holding a piece of red post-it note with his slender fingers, as if he was researching something.

"Zuo Ran?" The red memo pad has been placed on the dining table, it is square, and He Xiuyi sometimes records information on it.He Xiuyi thought to himself: It turned out that Zuo Ran was playing this just now, why he didn't make any sound.

Zuo Ran didn't answer, and continued to wrestle with the sticky note in his hand.He folded the paper over and over, unwrapped it from time to time, and then folded over and over again... repeating the meaningless process infinitely.The red paper was creased all over, and looked a little scarred.

He Xiuyi wanted to pull out the paper, but Zuo Ran stubbornly refused.

"..." He Xiuyi had no choice but to wait.

About 5 minutes later, Zuo Ran finally completed the difficult operation he wanted to complete - folding the red post-it note in his hand into a heart shape.He Xiuyi studied it carefully, and found that the heart-shaped folding method is very simple, and the effective operation is only four to six steps, but Zuo Ran, who was drunk... was stumped for nearly 20 minutes.

He Xiuyi: "Okay, keep it, don't lose it, you can look at it when you get up tomorrow morning." I don't know how Zuo Yingdi will feel when he hears that it took him 10 minutes to fold this heart.

Over there, Zuo Ran held the "red heart" with both hands, and handed it directly to He Xiuyi.

"..."

"give you."

"..."

Zuo Ran's eyes were full of expectation: "Send it to you."

"Okay, okay." He Xiuyi had no choice but to pick it up casually, holding the red heart that was sent out after going through all kinds of hardships in his palm, "Thank you, thank you, let's go to bed?" Because Zuo Ran played with it for a full 10 minutes , there is still some temperature on the red heart that has been ironed.

"Yeah." Zuo Ran seemed very satisfied, "Go to bed."

"...I'd better wipe your face." Zuo Ran's face is "invaluable", if you don't wash your face... If you get a pimple tomorrow, Director Li Chaoyin may have to ask him. As for brushing your teeth, how difficult is it? If it's too high, forget it, it won't be mothed overnight.

Zuo Ran searched for a long time and couldn't find the way, so He Xiuyi had no choice but to push him into the only bedroom.The bed in the bedroom is only 1.2 meters wide, and it's actually a little bit reluctant to sleep two grown men, but at the moment there is no choice, He Xiuyi can only choose to squeeze in a night with Zuo Ran.

He originally planned to let Zuo Ran sleep with his clothes on - after all, it is a troublesome and embarrassing thing to help the other party change clothes, but he didn't expect Zuo Ran to slip into He Xiuyi's quilt with only a pair of underwear on besides his clothes.

"..."

Zuo Ran seemed to want to touch him, but was stopped by He Xiuyi, so he stretched out his hand and hugged the quilt together, and yelled in He Xiuyi's ear in a daze, sometimes it was "wife", sometimes it was "daughter-in-law", and sometimes it was "" Sweetheart", then "baby" for a while, "dear" for a while... Later, it became a "little fool" and "little idiot" with resentment...

"..." He Xiuyi endured it for a while, but finally couldn't take it anymore, turned his head and asked Zuo Ran, "Do you know who I am?"

"...?" Zuo Ran showed a blank face.

"Can you say my name?"

Zuo Ran stared at He Xiuyi in confusion for a while, and then said, "He Xiuyi."

"You finally recognized it."

Just as He Xiuyi felt relieved, Zuo Ran started calling "wife", "daughter-in-law", "heart", "baby", "dear", "little fool", "little fool"...

Every time He Xiuyi asked him to call his name, he would be sober for a short time, and then he would be completely drunk again.

At the end, Zuo Ran was finally going to sleep, but before going to bed, he still muttered a few words.He Xiuyi felt that it wasn't those random names. After listening carefully, he found out that it was "You are too bad", "You are too bad...", the voice gradually became smaller, and finally became a steady breathing sound.

He Xiuyi: "..." It's really hard to describe.

Forget it, I'm too tired, let's sleep too.

……

A night without dreams.

In the morning, He Xiuyi's movement of getting up disturbed Zuo Ran. Zuo Ran twitched his eyelashes and opened his eyes with some difficulty.After discovering that the ceiling was not what he was familiar with, his pupils showed a trace of confusion, but quickly locked on to He Xiuyi who was sitting by the bed.

He Xiuyi explained: "You were drunk last night."

Zuo Ran sat up, the muscle lines of his neck and shoulders looked very beautiful, his eyes returned to the familiar indifference that He Xiuyi used to ask: "What's going on?"

"You got drunk at the dinner with Mr. Xu last night, and the crew asked me to bring you back to rest for the night."

Zuo Ran's tone didn't fluctuate at all: "Why you? I... What did I talk about last night?"

"I didn't say anything," He Xiuyi chose to hide the embarrassing content for Zuo Ran: "Maybe it's because we are the only two actors, you follow me all the time, the producer let me take care of you."

Zuo Ran stared at He Xiuyi, as if he was examining the truth, and nodded after a long while, turned over and stood up to get the clothes.Zuo Ran, who was making trouble last night, disappeared, and now he is the aloof actor who rejects people thousands of miles away.

He Xiuyi said, "I'll get you some breakfast."

"Thanks."

He Xiuyi's cooking skills are not very good. After heating two cups of milk, frying two eggs in a pan, and toasting two slices of bread, it is considered breakfast for the day.

Zuo Ran sat next to the dining table last night, and was taken aback when he saw the "red heart", but soon his attitude returned to normal, he didn't speak, but his whole body exuded a sense of presence.

"Okay, let's eat." He Xiuyi said.

Zuo Ran picked up the chopsticks, stared at the tip of the chopsticks carefully, and asked He Xiuyi: "Is this the tableware you...used?"

"Huh? Ah." He Xiuyi remembered that Zuo Ran, who had a sense of abstinence, must also be a clean freak, and quickly explained, "No, they are all new, so don't worry about using them."

"Oh." Zuo Ran started to pick up fried eggs.

I don't know why, but He Xiuyi always feels that the word "oh" doesn't mean happiness.