I chase after the actor by lifting iron

It rained heavily again, and the sky seemed to be cracked, and water leaked down.

Ming Chen cried so much that he was about to spit out, but luckily the rain was too loud, covering up his unseemly voice.

His eyes turned black, and his throat felt like he had swallowed a lump of wet cotton.

He had cried many times in his life, but he had never cried so boldly and loudly that he forgot everything around him.

It's like in a beautiful dream, you don't need to be alert to any danger, you can do whatever you want, you can cry like this if you want to cry, and it's not for anyone or anything, just to vent.

In a daze, Si Yanan hugged him and left the yard.

He seemed to hear voices, a lot of people, but he couldn't see much of his face, hidden by a nice-smelling coat.

When he finally calmed down, he was already in a small room.

Si Yanan still hugged him and patted his back lightly.

"...Where?" Ming Chen sobbed.

"Huh?" Si Yan'an moved him a bit to make him sit more comfortably.

"Where is this?" Ming Chen cleared his throat and asked.

"The police station." Si Yan'an comforted him: "When you have strength, we will go home after making a record. Don't worry, I have found someone."

Ming Chen was startled, and struggled to get off Si Yan'an's lap. The moment his foot hit the ground, his leg was so soft that he almost couldn't stop.

"I, I have a recording." Ming Chen was pulled by him, put him on the sofa and sat down.

Si Yan'an asked what was going on in a low voice, Ming Chen pursed his lips: "I, just talk to the police."

Si Yan'an nodded, and opened the door to go out, when someone behind him called him.

"Brother...you can listen too." Ming Chen mustered up his courage: "I will tell you everything."

His adoptive father, Chen Guodong, had not been in contact with him for a long time, and he did not have many memories.

But Ming Chen still explained everything in detail.

Then he took out his mobile phone and copied all the recordings of his recent harassing calls, as well as the previous conversations in his adoptive father's house, which he also recorded with his mobile phone.

The words and sentences used by Chen Guodong and the criminal motives are very clear, extortion, extortion, and the amount is huge.

The police kept all of them as evidence, and after finally signing the record, he walked out of the room.

Si Yan'an leaned against the door frame. Besides him, Sister Xi Shi was also there, and two other people he didn't know were talking to the police.

Sister Xishi wiped her tears with a packet of tissue paper in her hand, when she saw Ming Chen hugged him.

"I'm sorry." Ming Chen was a little at a loss, blinked his eyes, and subconsciously apologized.

Sister Xi Shi shook his head vigorously, telling him to go back and rest quickly in a hoarse voice.

"I'll help you look over what's going on here, so don't worry about it." Sister Xi Shi squeezed his face hard: "Next time if you have something to do, tell me in time, okay?"

Ming Chen wanted to speak, but he couldn't speak when he opened his mouth, he just nodded vigorously.

Si Yan'an motioned to Sister Xi Shi, and walked out the door with his arms around Ming Chen's shoulders.

"What are you thinking?" Si Yanan asked.

The car he called stopped at the intersection, and Ming Chen was pushed into it by him.

Whispered: "How did you... find me."

"I followed from the TV station." Si Yan'an said, "I've been waiting for you backstage to come out, watching you call and lie to me."

Ming Chen panicked and stammered: "I'm sorry...it won't happen next time."

"What else?" Si Yan'an took a breath and tried his best to endure: "Be honest."

"No more." Ming Chen said.

"Are you sure?" Si Yanan looked at him.

"Indeed..."

"When did you start liking me?" He smiled: "Tell me?"

Caught off guard by this question, Ming Chen was obviously taken aback.

Then the red spread from the cheeks to the base of the ears.

Recall that although he often said that he was a fan, he rarely said words like "like" in person.

But... nothing to hide.

I just like it.

"I liked it a long time ago. Probably..." Ming Chen said slowly, "During your first movie."

Si Yanan closed his eyes.That was eight years ago.

"What kind of like? Like ordinary stars?" Si Yan'an's voice was slightly hoarse and became softer.

Ming Chen stopped talking.

He didn't rush, and after waiting for a while, he heard the kid blushing, saying, "The kind of liking that I want...want to do something to you."

There was a sour feeling in his nostrils, Si Yan'an grabbed his hand and let him flatten it.

The child's palms were sweaty and still trembling slightly.He intertwined his fingers with him, and asked, "Do something? Or did you do something?"

Ming Chen blushed and glanced at the driver.

The driver remained motionless, like a car tool man.

He mustered up his courage: "I... have watched your movie... since... well."

The last word was played too softly, but Si Yan'an could still hear it clearly.The eyes he looked at Ming Chen were red and swollen because of fear and crying before, but now they are red because of embarrassment.

Even though she was shy, she said it.

It's so cute that people can't wait to eat him in their stomachs.

"Last question." Si Yan'an asked, "Why, did you like me so early?"

Ming Chen was stunned.

He saw Si Yan'an's eyes, suppressing the turbulent undercurrent.

This made him understand immediately.

God knows.

"I..." His voice trembled.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Si Yan'an stroked his wet hair behind his ears: "You recognized me a long time ago, didn't you. You are also in this circle. If you want, you have many opportunities to find me. I."

Ming Chen couldn't hold back his tears anymore, he held back for a few seconds, and the crying came out.

"I'm afraid...I'm afraid you won't remember me." He took a deep breath: "I was small and ugly back then, it must not be a big deal to you, how could you...remember someone like me ..."

"You are so nice...everywhere...how can you remember me. But I dare not ask, I'm afraid you really...really don't remember..."

When Ming Chen was pulled into a wide and warm embrace, he hadn't uttered the last word.

But he didn't want to say any more, he curled up his hands and feet, tightened himself even more forcefully, and wept unscrupulously in his clothes.

"I remember." Si Yan'an rubbed the top of his head: "Why don't you remember? You are so cute."

"..."

"From before to now, nothing has changed."

"Tell me what happens in the future, okay?" He let out a long breath, pinched Ming Chen's little face, and let him look at him: "I picked you up, my baby, and I kitten."

"It's just that I lost you for too long."

"Now the baby is back, so," he smiled, a ray of light from the street lamp flashed across his eyes: "Trust me. Rely on me more."

"I won't lose you again."

***

Regarding Chen Guodong's matter, Si Yan'an investigated for three days in a row.

Ming Chen was quite courageous. After he found out that he was his adoptive father, he didn't tell anyone. Whether it was him or his agent, it was said that he didn't want to scare the snake away.

He recorded the content of each call by himself, and even dared to confront the old man alone, which is because of his own skill and courage.

When Si Yanan looked at him sometimes, he felt incredible.

How does a person combine the two qualities of weakness, cuteness and strength and bravery so naturally and seamlessly.

The questions Mingchen asked the old man in the old house were also very clever.

Chen Guodong was an ordinary person. According to the investigation results, he divorced his wife five years ago and lived alone in that small courtyard.

Life is boring and he doesn't like to socialize. He usually doesn't even play mahjong.

For so many years, he has never tried to find Ming Chen, and the two have no contact.In the past half a month, he suddenly got Ming Chen's number and started making harassing calls to him—where did he get the number?

Artists pay the most attention to privacy, otherwise this day will not be able to live.

Mingchen is naturally the same, most of the time he left Lin Tiaotiao or sister Xi Shi's work number, and the fact that Chen Guodong can call him on his personal mobile phone is intriguing.

Si Yanan called someone and asked them to treat the retired people's teacher well in the detention center, while he asked Tang Yuan to pay attention to the public opinion on the Internet.

No matter who this indiscriminate opponent is, after Chen Guodong fails, he will not stop at this step.

But after a week, the Internet is still calm.

Ming Chen has been clinging to him a lot these days.

"Youth Walk" started filming, he joined the group, and every time he took a break, he would send a WeChat message to the male god.If he didn't reply in time, he would send a little aggrieved expression and ask his brother what he was doing.

Si Yan'an was cute for two days, and couldn't take it anymore, so he asked someone to deliver a bunch of daily necessities to the film crew, and followed him pretending to be a delivery man.

When I went there, the set was in a mess, and Xu Huangshan was directing the crane to adjust a certain set.

Ming Chen was sitting on a ponytail, surrounded by sundries, playing games with his mobile phone with a serious face.The mouth is tightly pursed, and the battle situation is very intense from the expression.

Si Yan'an moved a box of tea and beverages to Ming Chen's place, and put the box down heavily near him.

Not only did Ming Chen not raise his head, he didn't give alms out of the corner of his eye.

Si Yanan took out the keys, cut off the tape on the carton, took out a bottle of drink, and handed it to Ming Chen.

"Brother, water." He deliberately suppressed his voice.

Ming Chen turned his eyes and hands [-] degrees quickly, not letting the water block his sight, and he was still working hard with his hands: "Thank you, just put it there......!!!!"

He shook his hand, raised his head suddenly, and the little man he manipulated fell to the ground pitifully.

Then the phone was thrown away.

"elder brother!"

"Hush—" Si Yan'an gestured, but Ming Chen had already bounced up like a small cannonball and crashed into his arms.

Fortunately, most of the crew were wandering around the set, no one looked at their corner.

"Youth Walk" is not like "Stardust Singer", with a complex composition of personnel, and it is not under his control.He can't follow Ming Chen unscrupulously.

But he's figuring it out.

"Why are you here!" Ming Chen asked in a low voice.Then he looked at his attire... and squeezed his arm that was exposed by rolling his sleeves to his shoulders on purpose.

Apart from being too white, it still looks like a person doing hard work. It made his heart itch, so he couldn't help pinching it a few more times.

"Didn't you ask me to come?" Si Yanan smiled.

"when?"

"Call me once an hour, isn't that what you mean?"

"..." Ming Chen blushed and couldn't lift his head.

Lin Tiaotiao came over with her things in her arms, and when she saw them kissing me, she was so frightened that she almost called the police.

It was so easy to realize who it was, and couldn't help muttering that it was really interesting, and resigned to his fate, he pulled a shelf of unknown purpose and placed it in front of the pile of debris, which acted as a shield that was better than nothing.

"Tomorrow, I'm going back to the TV station for the recording tour." Ming Chen said, "Are you going tonight? If not, come back with me tomorrow."

"Are you ready to sing any songs?" Si Yan'an asked.

This time, Ming Chen personally asked the director for a ticket, and gave it to Si Yan'an, so that he could sit in the auditorium to watch.

He asked several times what song he was going to sing, but Ming Chen refused to say anything.

Naturally, he still refused at this moment.

"I'll find out tomorrow," Ming Chen said with a smile, "Anyway, it's nice. There's a high probability that it will be my last song on this show."