I'm on the top of my cp [entertainment circle]

Tan Feiyue is not a familiar person. According to Song Zixing's observation, this child will never speak unless he is talking to others.

But it's different with him.

Half a month after starting the film, Tan Feiyue was almost inseparable from him. Even if he was assigned to a different group for filming, he still had to chat with him on WeChat between scenes.

The staff on the set have long been accustomed to two people who have a good relationship. Even if Tan Feiyue makes some slightly intimate actions, they are familiar with them. Even if someone calls Tan Feiyue, the answer is the same, "In Lao Song's ".

In the past two weeks, apart from filming, Tan Feiyue has also mastered some tricks to soften Song Zixing's heart, and has been tried and tested repeatedly.

On this day, the two were going to film a night scene of tracking down the suspect. Both Song Zixing and Tan Feiyue had high demands, and Tan Feiyue even wanted to hang on to Wia.

The child had never hung this kind of thing before, and when he learned that he was going to hang it, he felt very nervous and came to him to soothe his emotions.

Song Zixing had confronted him many times before this scene, and both of them were handy, but Tan Feiyue told him that he was a little scared at this moment.

"And what are you afraid of?" Song Zixing joked with him.

"Of course." Tan Feiyue nodded, and said seriously, "I'm afraid of heights, and I'm also afraid of the dark."

"It's such an unfortunate coincidence that you took both." Song Zixing patted him on the shoulder, "Everyone is here, nothing will happen."

"But I'm still afraid."

Tan Feiyue acted coquettishly, forming a strong contrast with himself, her innocent eyes were full of trust in him, and her fingers were still pinching the corner of his clothes uneasily.

Song Zixing couldn't bear it at all, smiled and hugged him: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, if you fall, brother will catch you up below."

Tan Feiyue hugged him and swayed from side to side, obviously very happy: "Can you catch me? I'm heavy!"

"I can catch it." Song Zixing was also affected by his emotions, and his tone became childish, "I won't let you fall."

Tan Feiyue raised her head and smiled at him, only him was reflected in her dark pupils.

Surprisingly, there was a real problem with Wia this time.

At that time, Tan Feiyue had finished filming the scene, and just about to let him down, the wire broke down, and the rope suddenly loosened when he was nearly three meters away from the ground.

Tan Feiyue kept smiling at Song Zixing who was looking at him when he flew down, and she didn't notice anything unusual, so she fell from a height of three meters and sprained her ankle on the spot.

The process was so fast that Song Zixing didn't have time to take back the smile on his lips, and the person had already fallen in front of him.He was startled, and hurriedly stepped forward to help him up, his voice trembling with nervousness: "Are you all right?"

Tan Feiyue frowned tightly, bit her lower lip and said, "The ankle hurts."

"That's a sprained ankle." Song Zixing blamed himself for not noticing, and hurriedly called for someone to bring ice cubes to apply.

The crowd surrounded him in a panic, and the director got angry at the field worker, but the field worker explained that the wire had been inspected and there was no problem, and no one expected the temporary failure.

Xu Wenjie was scared to death on the side. He didn't look at this side for 2 minutes and something happened. He rushed to the innermost layer of the crowd and saw that the person was on Song Zixing's back, so he was a little relieved——

With Song Zixing around, the children will have no problems.

Probably because I have been with Tan Feiyue for half a month, and I have witnessed Song Zixing's relationship with the child getting closer and closer. Apart from sleeping at night, the two of them eat, film, play against each other, and study the script together. Song Zixing's affection for the child Anyone with a discerning eye can see that it is not shallow.

Tan Feiyue thought they were noisy, and after Song Zixing picked him up, he whispered in his ear: "Brother, let's go back, they are too annoying."

The worry in Song Zixing's eyebrows has not dissipated, and he smiled lightly when he heard this: "Okay, let's go back."

Fortunately, it was just a sprained ankle. If something else happened, Song Zixing really didn't know how to explain it to himself.

Mingming just swore to the child that nothing would happen.

It just so happened that the filming of the two parts had already been finished, and at three o'clock in the morning, Song Zixing carried Tan Feiyue back to his room.

As soon as she sat on the sofa, Tan Feiyue gasped and removed the ice pack.Song Zixing was about to talk about him, but he immediately showed an aggrieved expression: "It's too cold, I can't even feel my feet."

Song Zixing glanced at him, sighed, brought a towel over, squatted down in front of him, wrapped the towel in an ice pack and gently applied it to his ankle.

Tian Hao sent the medicine box in time. He took a closer look and felt distressed: "Oh, it's all swollen like this. Let's take a film tomorrow?"

"It's fine, it's fine, I'm not that serious." When Tan Feiyue heard that she was going to make a film, she quickly refused, "I should be fine in two days."

Song Zixing took out a spray from the medicine box for external use, and then tied him up with an elastic bandage.For ten minutes, he didn't say a word.

"He's fine." After finishing everything, Song Zixing stood up and said to Tian Hao, "Go back and rest, thank you for your hard work."

Tian Hao looked at Tan Feiyue, then at his artist, finally nodded and left.

As soon as the door was closed, Song Zixing felt that his little finger was gently hooked.When she lowered her head, it was Tan Feiyue's slightly nervous face: "Brother, are you angry?"

Song Zixing bent down, stretched out his hand to gently rub the top of his hair, and shook his head: "I'm not angry."

"You look so fierce." Tan Feiyue let him rub her hands, her eyes still flinching a little.

"I'm not angry, I'm just..." Halfway through the sentence, Song Zixing couldn't continue.

Said he just blamed himself for not taking good care of the child?

Or do you suddenly realize that you have such deep feelings for children?

"Sleep at my place tonight." Song Zixing changed the subject, "I'm worried about you being alone."

Tan Feiyue's eyes lit up, she nodded vigorously, then went to touch her phone and tell Xu Wenjie.

Tan Feiyue was inconvenient to move, so Song Zixing supported him the whole time, brushed his teeth, washed his face, and finally took a shower.

Tan Feiyue was young, so she felt very embarrassed about this kind of thing, and kept evading it: "I can really do it by myself..."

"I fell down in the bathroom later and sprained my other foot, didn't I?" Song Zixing didn't follow him in this matter, helped him into the bathroom, and then filled the bathtub with water.

The water was half filled, Song Zixing looked back, the child's ears were red, he lowered his head and didn't know where he was looking, but he didn't look at him.

He smiled: "Wait for me to undress you?"

Hearing this, Tan Feiyue seemed to have been hit with a stick, and started to unbutton her clothes in a panic, but she was so nervous that she couldn't unbutton her shirt for a long time.

Song Zixing looked at him in a hurry, and finally couldn't help it anymore. He walked up to him, pulled his busy hand off, and helped him untie the second button: "Don't move, I'll do it."

His fingertips were a little cold, and when he unbuttoned them, he would inadvertently scratch Tan Feiyue's skin, causing Tan Feiyue to shiver from time to time.

When all the buttons were unbuttoned and his chest was completely opened, Song Zixing looked up——

The child's entire face was flushed red.