don't you want me

Ling Ke and Wang Jue went to City S, and it was already midnight when they came out after watching the concert.Ling Ke wore black clothes and a black hat, and also wore a big mask. When he arrived at the airport, he even covered the hood of his coat. Even though he had made such sufficient preparations, he was still spotted by the dutiful paparazzi.

The next day's newspaper had headlines such as "Xiao Xianrou appeared at the airport late at night having an affair with a strange man".It would be impossible to report this to a passer-by, but Wang Jue had a pretty face, wearing fancy clothes just to watch a concert, like a junior who was brought up by a little fresh meat. Of course, it was still the kind of improper relationship.

Ling Ke looked at the high-definition photo of shoulders and backs on the screen of his mobile phone, and was really speechless for a while.

Damn, is it necessary to turn your face and deny people so quickly?

It’s not that Ling didn’t commit crimes. He wasn’t famous before, so he didn’t deserve to be exposed. Later, when he became famous, the company helped suppress him. Now, it’s a good thing. The outside world doesn’t know that he is an abandoned child, and the backyard is unwilling to help put out the fire. How could he survive on his own accord?

That guy Wang Jue didn't have the consciousness of becoming a celebrity at all, and he even called to announce the good news as soon as he saw the news.

"Wow, am I going to be famous?"

Ling Ke is one head and two big. On his side, he is still afraid that this person's life will be affected by human flesh, but on his side, he finds it a lot of fun.

"Where is Liang Siyuan, call him."

Wang Jue's voice suddenly became softer, "No, I haven't shown him yet."

Ling Ke rolled his eyes, "Be careful these two days, don't go out." After speaking, he hung up the phone.

Not long after, Liang Siyuan called.

"What are you going to do about this?" Liang Siyuan and Xia Shen are on the same page, no matter how big the incident is, they will not be surprised, just like an outsider.

"Hey, you should be optimistic about Wang Jue. It is estimated that some reporters will pick him up in the past few days and tell him to stop hanging out. I will take care of the rest."

There was silence for a while, and when Ling Ke was about to hang up the phone, Liang Siyuan said, "Don't carry it by yourself, I'll go find you at night."

"Hey, don't," Ling Ke said hastily, "It's about this matter, you outsiders can't help, I have to go back to the company."

I said good over there, I will contact you if there is anything to do.

Of course, it turned out that he was not completely neglected. Before he could come up with a good excuse to return to the company, Liu Su's recall call came.

The office was filled with smoke, and people who didn't know it thought there was a fire.

Ling Ke coughed and fanned the smoke with his hand, "Brother Liu, cough cough... cough, please be careful, this smoke is smoked."

While opening the window, Liu Su pointed to the sofa, signaling to sit down and talk.

Ling Ke sat down and seemed to have a long conversation.

However, unexpectedly, Liu Su didn't say anything.

Liu Su threw a script to Ling Ke.

Ling Ke took it over and took a look, his face full of disbelief.

"Flame".

To say that the film and television production that is currently most favored by insiders is no different from the Qingfeng team, first-class equipment, first-class investment, first-class professionals, and the most prestigious director in China, Li Jin. It's not a double benefit of word of mouth.This year, Qingfeng announced only one production, which is "Flame".

This is an anti-drug police film, the audience is neither wide nor narrow, but it is a positive melody film, and it must be greatly encouraged in China.What's more, there is also the official male protagonist An Ji, and the box office is definitely not far behind.

However, these are not problems. The problem is, what is the meaning of this script in his hands? !

"Look, the company plans to let you audition for the male lead." Liu Su lit another cigarette, "The chances are great. There are only three candidates, and you are the one who best meets their requirements in terms of appearance."

Ling Ke felt that such a good thing really didn't happen to him, just like ten minutes ago, he was still worrying about how to suppress the news this morning, and now he was going to enter the film and television industry?

"Ling Ke, you know the news in the morning. Now the company is willing to give you a chance, so be obedient." Liu Su was quite earnest. This opportunity was not easy to come by. superior.

Ling Ke didn't answer, but the phone in his trouser pocket rang for the second time. He had to pinch it quietly once before.

Seeing the caller ID, Ling Ke instantly tensed his muscles.

"Sir, Mr. Xia has woken up, we have notified the hospital, can you come back now?"

Ling Ke felt that in his entire life, there was no sound more beautiful than this sentence, so much so that he didn't even know if he made the sound.

When he reacted, the phone was already in Liu Su's hands, who asked him to leave with a complicated face.

Liu Su looked at the face that was either crying or smiling, and heaved a long sigh.

It can be regarded as being overwhelmed by him.

Ling Ke has filmed TV dramas and movies, but even if the frame rate is deliberately slowed down, there is no shot that can compare to this moment.

Time slows down to the point where the dust in the air can be counted. If you have to say what kind of feeling it is, Ling Ke thinks it should be a certain afternoon in the summer when he first came to Ling's house.At the moment of waking up from a nap, the few grains of dust in the mind are clear and unrealistic under the beam of light that sneaks in under the uncovered curtain.

It wasn't until the weak man smiled lightly at him with his dark eyes open that everything fell into place.

Xia Shen held out his left hand.

However, Ling Ke didn't dare to move as if he was afraid of breaking something.

Wang Jue next to him was about to step forward, but Liang Siyuan firmly grabbed him.

"cocoa."

Knowing that Xia Shen called him with a slightly hoarse voice, his weak body seemed to be unable to support the raised left hand.

Ling Ke grabbed that hand firmly and covered his cheek with that hand.

Xia Shen's insensitive sense of touch could faintly feel the warm and moist liquid, and he struggled to touch the chin of the crying man in his palm with his thumb.

I lost weight.

The rest of the people did not know when they all went out.

Ling Ke climbed onto this large hospital bed, pulled the quilt and lay down with Xia Shen.

Obviously there are so many things I want to say, but when I lie down, I realize that I am sleepy.

Once the nerves that have been tense for a long time are relaxed, the peace of mind cannot be increased.

Xia Shen's left hand is still holding the sleeping person vaguely, but that hand is not like him, even in a dream, he can't shake it tightly.

He tried a strong underhand grip, but the result was just annoyance. He couldn't make any effort, so he could only hold it lightly.

From the day when the sun was shining in the afternoon to the golden crows hanging on the branches at sunset, Xia Shen painted that person's face thousands of times, as if he wanted to make up for the lost time of these years.