Been a child star for many years

Chapter 7: Uncle pays more attention to manners.

Watercolor pens, chocolates, fruit candies, Chang Ming checked several times before getting out of the car with this big bag and walking towards the nursing home.

However, there was a little problem.When he sent Jing Chun with Jing Feng, he stood far away. The doctors and nurses didn't know him. They were afraid that strangers would provoke Jing Chun, so they refused to let him in no matter what.

Chang Ming explained for a long time, his mouth was so dry that the little nurse looked at him with disgust.He lay down on the counter exhausted, and waved to the little nurse: "Call Jingfeng, tell him I am Chang Ming, and ask him to let me in."

The little nurse was skeptical, but still called Jingfeng, and after a few words, she handed the phone to Chang Ming.

"Jingfeng." Chang Ming's despondency could be felt through the phone.

"Chang Ming? Why did you suddenly go to a nursing home?" Jing Feng was surprised.

"Ah," Chang Ming rubbed his nose, "I've been free these two days, so I just wanted to see Xiaochun."

"……Thank you."

"What's wrong?" Chang Ming heard it keenly, and Jing Feng was a little embarrassed.

"I didn't expect you to see him." Jing Feng paused before saying, "The last time I made an appointment with Xiaochun was on the weekend, if he sees you now, he might argue to go back with you."

Chang Ming didn't expect this at all, and the atmosphere became awkward for a while.

"I won't be back until tomorrow. If he... makes trouble, I'm afraid you won't be able to handle it." Jing Feng seemed apologetic.

"Ah, it's all right," Chang Ming waved his hand, and remembered that Jingfeng couldn't see at all, "Then forget it, it's all right anyway."

Jingfeng was silent over there, and Chang Ming immediately said, "Tell the nurse that I brought Xiaochun a watercolor pen and some candies, and ask them to pass them on."

"……it is good."

Jingfeng put the phone back to the little nurse, put the bag in his hand on the table, turned and left.

"Hey!" The little nurse stood up and called him, "Mr. Jing is looking for you..."

Chang Ming turned the corner.

"Ah, the gentleman has gone..."

He heard the little nurse speak hurriedly into the microphone.

Inexplicably awkward.Chang Ming covered his face and lay on the steering wheel for about ten minutes.

What am I doing?Why did he suddenly run over? The key is that he couldn't get in at all.

Chang Ming felt ashamed and humiliated.

He raised his head, took a deep breath, stepped on the accelerator, and decided to go home and write the manuscript honestly.

I don't know if it was affected by Jing Chun's incident, but his efficiency today was extremely low, he stumbled, wrote and deleted, and when he finally didn't want to change a word, he looked at the time and it was almost eleven o'clock at night.

There was nothing to eat at home, so I rummaged through boxes and cabinets to find a box of instant noodles.While waiting for instant noodles, Chang Ming wanted to play with his mobile phone, but he couldn't find it anywhere.He kicked the sofa and almost broke his toe.

In the end, I remembered that it seemed to be in the car.He went downstairs to look for it, and it turned out that he was in the passenger seat, and the battery was dead.

After finding the plug to charge it, Chang Ming ate noodles while turning it on, but the phone vibrated a series of times after turning it on, so that he almost choked on the noodles.He took the phone and looked, it was Jingfeng's missed calls and messages.Looking at the time, it seemed that he called when he left the nursing home, but at that time, Chang Ming had muted his phone because he was about to enter the nursing home, and he was absent-minded when he left and didn't notice the incoming call.

He clicked on the message to apologize to him.

Chang Ming sighed, there was nothing to apologize for.

So he replied: "It's because I didn't think carefully, so I don't need to apologize."

Unexpectedly, Jing Feng called immediately before he fell asleep.

"Hello?" He could hear the whistling wind.

"Ah, haven't you slept yet?" Chang Ming didn't know what to say.

"Not yet." Jing Feng said, sighing inaudibly, but Chang Ming still heard it.

"It's all right," Chang Ming explained, "I forgot my phone and the car ran out of battery, so I brought it up just now."

Jing Feng let out a cry, and the two fell silent again.

Chang Ming put down his chopsticks, feeling inexplicably irritable.He was about to hang up when he said he was fine, but Jing Feng seemed to have a premonition of what he was going to say, and rushed to speak, with obvious eagerness in his tone.

"It's not that I don't believe you."

Chang Ming swallowed back what he was about to say.

"It's just Xiaochun. His situation is very complicated. I'm afraid that something unexpected will happen and it will scare you."

Jing Feng was explaining.Chang Ming listened to him quietly, picked up a chopstick with his right hand, and unconsciously stirred the noodles in the bowl.

"Chang Ming?"

"I'm listening." Chang Ming replied.

"Are you angry?"

Chang Ming thought for a while and answered truthfully, "Not now."

He was so straightforward that Jing Feng choked for a moment, not knowing how to answer.

Chang Ming snorted again and began to eat noodles, and said vaguely into the microphone: "Okay, go to bed early, I'm eating noodles."

"...Okay." Jing Feng responded, and said, "Good night."

"Good night." Chang Ming hung up the phone, leaned on the back of the chair and let out a sigh of relief.

I was a little bit elated.Jingfeng is too smart.Chang Ming's depression this day, besides running and lying down, is more about being angry.He felt that Jingfeng didn't trust him.Then I thought, that is his younger brother, if you ran over suddenly, why should he trust you?So he was angry with himself again and again.

What idol and fan, in the final analysis, you are a stranger with no relatives and no reason.

But Jingfeng made a special phone call to explain to him, and Chang Ming couldn't deny that he was happy.

This happy mood lasted until he fell into a deep sleep.

Chang Ming slept until noon the next day when he was woken up by the phone ringing.

He was still confused, touched the phone and pressed answer: "Hello?"

"Haven't woken up yet?" Hearing Chang Ming's obviously sleepy voice, Jing Feng asked in surprise.

Chang Ming blinked his eyes vigorously, and regained consciousness a bit: "Ah, Jingfeng."

"Well, are you free this afternoon?"

"Yes." Chang Ming subconsciously replied, suddenly thought of something, and added, "Are you back?"

"Yes. If you have nothing to do in the afternoon, shall I take you to see Xiaochun?"

Chang Ming shook his head and sat up from the quilt, already fully awake from dozing off.

"No, since we've already made an appointment, I'll pick him up again on the weekend." Hearing Jingfeng's breathing on the other end of the phone, Chang Ming said again, "I'm really not angry anymore."

"then you……"

Chang Ming laughed silently: "Come out for dinner?"

"Okay," he said.

Chang Ming tidied up quickly and went out by himself.Jingfeng went back to school as soon as he got off the plane, and he had just finished his work. Before he could go home, Chang Ming said he would go directly to his school to find him.

Chang Ming is no stranger to this area, and his university is also nearby.After all, Jing Feng stopped school, so he should only be one class later than Chang Ming.Chang Ming shook his head, it's a pity that they have never met in the university city.

Jing Feng stood at the school gate and waited for Chang Ming.He was carrying a travel bag, a black hooded jacket, and a black mask.

Chang Ming cursed secretly when he saw him.He was already quite tall, but wearing such a black body and standing mysteriously at the school gate where people come and go, the rate of turning heads is really high.

"Hey," Chang Ming slid the car over, lowered half of the car window and called out to Jing Feng, who was playing with his phone with his head down, "Why are you so cool?"

Jing Feng raised his head, half of his face was covered by the mask, Chang Ming could only see that his eyes were obviously bent.

He was laughing, then walked around and opened the car door and sat on it.

Chang Ming propped his head and looked at him: "Why are you still wearing this thing?"

Jing Feng touched his mask, looked at Chang Ming and said, "I have a cold."

"Ah?" Chang Ming was stunned for a moment, only to find that his eyes were a little sickly red.

Chang Ming inexplicably remembered the whistling wind from Jingfeng when he called last night.

"It's not serious, I've taken medicine." Jingfeng added, "What do you want?"

"..." Chang Ming withdrew his thoughts, turned his head and said, "Let's have porridge."

Jing Feng didn't say anything, he lowered his head and took out a handful of things from his pocket and handed it to Chang Ming: "This is for you."

...It's a handful of candied haws, the kind packed in small bags, specially sold to tourists as snacks.

Seeing Chang Ming in a daze, Jing Feng put the handful of candied haws in a small drawer on the car.

"Uncle, eating too much sugar will cause tooth decay, so I didn't buy too much."

The tone was obviously narrow-minded.Chang Ming couldn't complain anymore, so he gave Jing Feng a hard look, and started the car.

Chang Ming found a porridge shop near the university. He used to come to this porridge shop when he was in school, and the taste was very good.Jingfeng was a little hungry, and hadn't eaten anything since getting off the plane.As a result, he picked up the porridge and drank it as soon as it was served, and he was definitely scalded.

"You..." Chang Ming witnessed all this in surprise, Jing Feng's movements were too coherent and he didn't have time to stop him, "Comrade little refugee, uncle told you, drinking hot casserole porridge when you're hungry is drinking poison to quench your thirst."

Jing Feng hissed, his eyes turned red from the pain, and he glared at Chang Ming.

Chang Ming laughed, stood up and found him a glass of water and a fruit plate.

"Eat this first if you're hungry," Chang Ming pushed the fruit plate in front of him, "Wait for the porridge to cool down."

Jingfeng poked the toothpick on an apple as if venting his anger... The toothpick broke.

Chang Ming laughed so hard that he slumped on the chair: "Why did your painting style suddenly become so vivid when you were sick?"

"Huh?" Jing Feng frowned.

"Vivid," Chang Ming covered his stomach with one hand and waved the other wildly, "You're usually pretty good at pretending, but today you suddenly changed from a JPG to a GIF."

"..." Jing Feng rolled his eyes at him, lowered his head and continued blowing on the porridge in his bowl.

Chang Ming laughed enough, and took an extra bowl of porridge, stirred it until it was almost cold, and put it in front of Jingfeng.

Jing Feng looked up at him.

"Aren't you hungry?" Chang Ming said, "This is not hot anymore, drink it quickly."

Jing Feng blinked, then lowered his head again, and picked up the bowl of porridge that Chang Ming handed over.

With his head down like this, Chang Ming couldn't see his expression clearly.All he could see was his shiny black hair, fluffy on top of his head.Maybe it's because he's at school today, or maybe he's sick, but he's a little different today.

how to say?Chang Ming felt that he had softened a lot.It wasn't my brother, or a stranger asking for help, but Jingfeng, 23 years old, Jingfeng who had a cold and needed hot porridge.

While Jingfeng buried his head in the porridge, Chang Ming stared at his head in a daze.When Jingfeng raised his head, Chang Ming suddenly looked away without colliding with each other.

"Why don't you eat?" Jing Feng asked.

"Uncle pays more attention to manners." The implication is that Jing Feng is like a starved ghost reincarnated today.

It is estimated that people are full of energy after eating, Jingfeng sat up straight, stretched his long arms, moved the whole pot of porridge in front of him, and said "oh" very calmly.

Chang Ming was laughed out of anger, and muttered: "My remarks are really correct."

"What?" Jing Feng didn't hear clearly.

"Eat yours!" Chang Ming roared angrily, and dragged the pot back again.