The actor who turned black and overlord is sweet and flirtatious

"surprise?"

Xia Xingchen secretly rejoiced in his heart. He had some impressions last night that he and Jiang Mo took the initiative to ask for a ring. He wondered what kind of ring the other party would prepare for him.

Style.

He raised his finger in the morning light, gritted his teeth and laughed foolishly, thinking that the contract between the two should not count in a few days.

Will Jiang Mo learn how to bark like a dog?

For a whole morning, Xia Xingchen was completely trapped in his own imagination and couldn't extricate himself.

After coming to the set for filming, I learned from the assistant that Ming Xi had left the film crew and finished filming ahead of schedule.

The role of Bai Lang was not important in the first place, and the filming that should have been finished has already been filmed, and Mingxi's departure will not affect anything.

"Brother Xia, I heard that Ming Xi was terminated by Jiang Ying Entertainment, and now that he has lost Lin Hao's big tree, no company dares to take over him and confront Jiang Ying.

Dry. "

Xia Xingchen's expression was calm, as if he was listening to something unimportant to him, and he was concentrating on the script in his hand.

The assistant smiled: "I heard about what happened yesterday, Mr. Jiang is a hero to save the beauty, so domineering."

Xia Xingchen raised the corners of his mouth slightly: "So-so."

With that said, the crew got ready and called him to film.

Xia Xingchen entered the role in a second, calmed down, and entered Xiao Nan's repressed inner world.

On Jiang Mo's side, he was heading to the agreed company for a meeting without stopping.

At the meeting, he gently pressed his temples, exhausted by the hard work of the past few days.

While Gu Ningyu was in charge of recording, she ordered a cup of hot calming tea from her assistant and brought it to Jiang Mo.

"Take it easy, you'll feel better."

During the break, Gu Ningyu joked: "You should be in pain and happy. Although your body is very tired, seeing your little boyfriend should be sweet in your heart."

After hearing this, Jiang Mo's frown gradually widened, and he picked up his phone and whispered, "Do you know any famous designers? I want to order two wedding rings."

"Wedding ring?" Gu Ningyu was stunned, then asked with a smile, "Are you going to marry him?"

Jiang Mo replied: "The two of us have obtained the certificate a long time ago, but due to some reasons, we haven't held the wedding. This time, we want to make up for him when we go back."

"It's really caring." Gu Ningyu rested her chin on her right hand and joked, "I feel sorry for my money."

"Stingy." Jiang Mo carefully looked through the list of designers provided to him by his assistant, very carefully.

Seeing Jiang Mo's rare smile, Gu Ningyu looked forward to seeing Xia Xingchen's real face.

Due to jet lag, Xia Xingchen could only take advantage of Jiang Mo's lunch time to chat with him, because he had to rest soon.

Jiang Mo was also very busy at lunch time, and the two of them just turned on the camera and did their own things silently, without feeling bored at all.

When the notification sounded on the mobile phone, Jiang Mo looked up at the person in the camera, and said softly, "Xia Xia, it's time for you to rest. Xia Xingchen yawned and waved goodbye to him, pouted and left a flamboyant smile on the screen." kiss.

"There are still five days, wait for me to go back."

Xiao Nan, played by Xia Xingchen, has a very pitiful life experience. He has no father, no mother, and no one to rely on. In addition, he suffers from autism and has no friends.

Every time he entered the play, Xia Xingchen would feel that he was so happy, being loved by Jiang Mo and his grandfather.

After the play today, he plans to go to the hospital to see his grandfather.There is no little Nanyue in the movie, and the more he wants to hold on to it in reality.

While driving, looking at the light snow falling outside the window, Xia Xingchen stepped on the accelerator and took a detour to help the old man buy his favorite chicken soup.

With his current fame, when he appears in public, he naturally needs to wear a mask and hat to avoid unfounded malicious reports by some paparazzi.In the hospital corridor, Xia Xingchen held the soup with his head down, and hurriedly walked.

Opening the door of the ward, seeing that the old man was watching TV energetically, he shouted cheerfully:

"Grandpa, what are you doing?"

On the hospital bed, the old man waved quickly: "Watching TV. Why do you have time to see me today?"

Xia Xingchen took out the chicken soup bought from Yaoji and poured it into a bowl, "It's early in the show, I want to come and see you."

The old man didn't swallow the chicken soup immediately, but kept looking at Xia Xingchen's cheeks, as if he couldn't get enough of it.

"Why don't you piss? Is there something on my face?"

The old man smiled wistfully: "These days, I often dream about your grandma. She asks me if you are thin, if you have been wronged, and says she misses me."

Xia Xingchen's smile faded a little, he went to bed and blew the chicken soup in the bowl, and passed it to the old man's mouth with a spoon, "Next time you dream about grandma, tell her, I miss her very much."

"Yeah." The old man took a sip of the chicken soup, and suddenly stroked Xia Xingchen's hair with his thin hand, "We Xingchen have really suffered a lot for me these years."

Xia Xingchen forced a smile: "Why are you talking about this all of a sudden? We have survived those hard times, and it will get better and better in the future."

"Yes, yes." The old man held back the soreness in his nose, "You will get better and better in the future."

In the quiet hospital, Xia Xingchen leaned on the old man's shoulder, just like when he was a child, and said obediently: "Grandpa, it's great to have you and Jiang Mo by my side."

Coaxing the old man to sleep, Xia Xingchen chatted with the attending physician about his condition.

The other party told himself that although the effective treatment of my grandfather's illness is progressing slowly, he is in exceptionally good condition recently, eats a lot and talks a lot, and is cheerful all day long.

After hearing these words, Xia Xingchen should have been happy, but he always felt that something was wrong with his grandfather, but he couldn't tell the details. After leaving the hospital, his anxiety became more and more intense.

On the way home, he took the initiative to call Jiang Mo, and he was relieved when he heard that he had arrived home safely and was about to go to bed.

In the past two days, Xia Xingchen was always distracted while filming, his heart was beating fast, which often caused Xie Anchong to NG with him.

On this day, during the filming of the main scene, after Xia Xingchen exhausted his last bit of energy to read his lines, the director made a gesture of approval.

Suddenly, the assistant ran over in a hurry, panting heavily, and looked at Xia Xingchen with frowning eyes.

Looking at the other party's panicked look, Xia Xingchen felt an ominous premonition in his heart.

"Brother Xia, go to the hospital quickly."

In the ward, Xia Xingchen stood in front of the bed, staring at the person who was sleeping peacefully on the bed.

The doctor said in a low voice: "The old man passed away peacefully, without any pain. When the nurse came to take his temperature this morning, he found that the old man had already left.

"Thank you doctor."

Xia Xingchen's face was as pale as a piece of lifeless white paper, and he mechanically wiped away his tears with both hands, "Grandpa, what did you say before going to bed last night?"

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The nurse replied sadly: "The old man has been telling us about his grandson."

"Thank you." Xia Xingchen's tears kept falling from his eyes, suppressing the trembling of his voice, and said to the accompanying assistant, "Please ask the director for a few days off."

"Okay, Brother Xia, you must be strong." The assistant sighed, leaving him alone in the old man's ward.

The doctor and nurse waited outside the door for a long time, but Xia Xingchen still didn't come out.

Helpless, they could only enter the door to communicate about the cremation of the old man's body.

After Xia Xingchen turned around, he frightened all the staff present.In real life, it was the first time they saw such a pale and lifeless face. "Follow the procedures of the hospital."

Xia Xingchen's voice was calm, the same as before.

When Jiang Mo received the news, it was already night in China.

"Okay, I'll go back right away."

He hastily handed over the right to host the last meeting to Gu Ningyu, without even noticing that the buttons on his coat were wrongly buttoned.

After getting on the plane, he tried to contact Xia Xingchen, but he didn't get any reply.

In a hurry, he sent a message to his assistant, asking him to send a few more people to find Xia Xingchen immediately.

On the rooftop, Xia Xingchen curled up on the edge, holding the urn and looking at the street lights in the distance.

This is an old dilapidated residential building where the grandfather and grandson have lived for several years.

On the roof, a few potted plants were planted here and there.

The cold winter wind was bitingly cool, Xia Xingchen sat there wearing only a thin sweater, and said to himself:

"I just became popular, and I haven't made a lot of money to honor you, how can you abandon me?"

"I just said a few days ago that our future will get better and better, so why don't you just say what you say?"

"You promised me when you were a child, you would always be with me."

Xia Xingchen smiled bitterly. In this empty place, the sourness and pain in his heart broke out completely, and he burst into tears.

The wind whizzed past his ears, and Xia Xingchen's face turned red from the cold within a few minutes, and his fingertips were cold.

"Grandpa..."

Xia Xingchen raised his head and roared in pain, as if he wanted to vent all the anguish and sadness in his heart.

Unknowingly, Xia Xingchen's cries were gradually drowned out by the strong wind. If you listen carefully, you can only hear intermittent voices in your throat.

Although his mouth remained open, no sound came out.

After Jiang Mo got off the plane, his face was sullen, "There are so many people, you can't find anyone! How do you do things?"

The assistant replied in a low voice: "Xing Chen may not have a mobile phone with him. We used his mobile phone to locate the hospital, but he was not there."

"Keep looking!"

Jiang Mo was very anxious, desperately recalling where Xia Xingchen might go in his mind.

"Yes." When Jiang Mo was driving, a place suddenly flashed in his mind, he turned the steering wheel suddenly, and sped there.

The sports car was parked downstairs in a dilapidated residential building, Jiang Mo had no time to catch his breath, and ran upstairs like crazy.

The open door on the fourth floor shocked him. Just as he was about to rush in, the wet footsteps on the edge of the door caught his attention.

As if something collapsed in his mind, Jiang Mo frantically ran to the rooftop, and saw Xia Xingchen sitting on the edge of the wall at a glance.

"Xia Xia."

Jiang Mo growled anxiously, but didn't dare to go over rashly, stood there and stretched out his hand, "I'm back to accompany you, come home with me, okay?"

Xia Xingchen turned his head stiffly to look at Jiang Mo, his throat seemed to be sealed by something, his lips moved, but he couldn't make a sound.