Dedicated to the silly little white artist

380 five

Zheng He woke up the next day and felt something was wrong.

He was really sleepy last night, and he just wanted to comfort Mr. Bai so he could sleep. Today, after thinking about it, it's Mr. Bai and Aaron who had an affair. Why should he comfort the man with the red flag outside as the main palace?And the reason for Mr. Bai's anger is still so groundless——

Just because I don't hold you accountable to others, you say I don't love you anymore?

It's unreasonable.

He originally wanted to reach out to poke Mr. Bai's face, but when he saw the man's sleeping face peacefully, he couldn't do anything. He spit on himself, leaned over and kissed the man's forehead, and quietly got out of bed.

There are two refrigerators, both of which are placed outside the kitchen. Zheng He habitually went to get the dog food first, and then remembered that they did not bring the two dogs over this time, mainly because Zheng He tended to forget things when he was busy. Yes, Mr. Bai doesn't necessarily take good care of himself, let alone a dog, he simply didn't bring it.

Tsk, I suddenly feel a little worried.

"Meeting in 28 Hours" has not yet officially launched. Zheng He does miscellaneous things on the set every day, such as taking a picture today, recording a video tomorrow, and applying makeup the day after tomorrow. Director Wang gave him four days off. Let him be familiar with the script, Zheng He thought that he didn’t have to go out today anyway, so he could cook something better, but the premise is that Zheng He’s cooking skills are really not very good, he thought about it for a long time, and decided to cook A noodle bar... well he's just that unimaginative.

Zheng He shook his head rolling and cutting the noodles, and found a few small ribs in the refrigerator. He washed them and threw them into the soup pot without even thinking about it. When the persimmons in the soup melted and the soup turned red, he tasted it. Yep, what was supposed to be tomato egg noodles turned into tomato steak soup.

Zheng He looked at the two eggs in his hand, and wished he could chop off his claws. He had been craving eggs for several days, and finally got a chance to cook by himself, and made a mistake.

He struggled to turn off the fire, and waited for Mr. Bai to wake up before downloading the article. He had nothing to do, and he didn't want to go upstairs to disturb Mr. Bai's rest. He was lying on the sofa with his mobile phone and watching Moments, and suddenly saw his A junior who only said a few words reposted a message about her and her friend going to a mental hospital to deliver meals, with a few photos attached.Since Zheng He knew that Mr. Bai had this disease, he paid special attention to this area. He clicked on the pictures below and looked at the patients who were occasionally photographed inside, feeling sore and unbearable.

Vaguely, he felt that Mr. Bai might be mentally disturbed last night. He went to the forum and registered a new account. Going up, this forum is full of doctors, and they say something here and there, making it more and more authoritative. In fact, Zheng He was just taking chances. After he posted it, he turned on the TV and pressed mute to watch the hot air After finishing one episode, Mr. Bai still hadn’t woken up. He picked up his phone to check the time, turned on the screen saver and went directly to the page. After Zheng He saw the message he just sent, he complained densely.

Zheng He:"……"

He read the top three replies carefully, and then felt that he was so stupid for posting what happened. The standard definition of a cute idiot is: don't leave him alone at home, and don't make him feel bored , because once he wants to do something without you knowing, it will be a big event that will turn the world upside down.

Zheng He began to make up nonsense after posting the first paragraph. He and Mr. Bai were so in love with each other. Mr. Bai even bought him a big house of [-] square meters, and portrayed the host as a soft girl It also highlights Mr. Bai's ruthless and unreasonable troubles. Sister Fang told Zheng He several years ago that if he is willing to change careers to become a screenwriter, he will definitely occupy the entire prime time. Until, a message appear on the phone.

The person who replied knew that he was a master at a glance. The first line explained Mr. Bai's condition, and then he described the self-abuse behavior, suicidal tendencies and harming others for no reason when this type of patient fell ill. See what others can't see and say it.

Zheng He remembered that he once read a novel in which one of the main characters was a psychopath, and in his eyes the other male protagonist was a big lobster. At that time, Zheng He still thought this disease was very interesting. Drooling.

Later, he asked Mr. Bai what he looked like when he was ill. Mr. Bai shook his head and said that what he usually looks like is what he looks like when he is ill.

This incident made Zheng He very disappointed. He said this again in the post. The great god scolded Zheng He, and the scolding became more and more ruthless. He said that mental patients are sensitive and suspicious. Yes, and they are very kind, even if you say a lot of things that hurt them, they will forgive you and only feel sad in their hearts.

Zheng He became anxious as soon as he heard it. Although he was always irritating and unreasonable, he really liked Mr. Bai. Where did I go wrong, and I don't want to do it again in the future.

The man probably saw Zheng He's sincerity, so he picked out all the details of his relationship with Mr. Bai. The first paragraph was about what happened last night. Mental illness can easily affect the patient's personality, so for Zheng He's Mr. Bai paid great attention to the slightest abnormality. Zheng He should have said his truth clearly from the beginning, instead of letting the patient think alone. The more he thinks about it, the darker it becomes. Self-harm is not impossible.

Zheng He buried his face on the sofa pillow depressedly when he thought of the man.

He realized that he was really stupid, so stupid that there was no cure.

380 six

Bai En slept until after nine o'clock, which is rare for him who has a well-regulated daily life.

The first thing he did when he opened his eyes was to look at Zheng He next to him. At this time, his brain was still sleeping. He stayed there for several minutes and found that he was not there. He brushed his hair a few times, stared dazedly at the bed and went to wash his face. As a result, after walking a few steps, I found that I was not wearing shoes, so I turned back to look for them.

Zheng He touched the soup pot and felt it was a bit cold, so he wanted to boil it out. He just heated up the soup when he heard the upstairs door open. He poked his head in and saw that Mr. Bai's hair was messy and he went straight into the kitchen to hug him. Zheng He stayed: "Why did you wake up so early today?"

"It's past nine o'clock now." Zheng He said.

Mr. Bai rubbed against Zheng He's neck, watched Zheng He cook the noodles, and said, "It's so late, why didn't you wake me up?"

"Changed the plan temporarily. I don't need to go to the studio today. I just want you to sleep a little longer." Zheng He turned his head and kissed Mr. Bai on the mouth: "Have you been tossing around for the past few days? You have worked hard."

Mr. Bai smiled at the corner of his mouth, and asked with his eyes half down, "Why are you so kind to me today? It's a good morning kiss and a soft voice."

Zheng He looked at the small fan on the eyelashes of the opponent's eyes, and said, "Don't I treat you badly? You are so pitiful, I think I have abused you."

"That's different," Mr. Bai said: "The best time you treated me was when you were just with me. At that time, you even got up early to make breakfast for me. Later in the morning, you were too lazy and always dealt with it. There's a errand."

Zheng He wanted to laugh when he remembered the first time he made breakfast for Mr. Bai: "Hey, let me ask you something. You saw me downstairs at BEACHER, why did you let me get in the car?"

Mr. Bai didn't shy away from Zheng He anymore, and said, "Didn't Boss Song force it on me? At that time, I thought it was Boss Song's instruction. Besides, I had a good impression of you at the time, and I thought you were pleasing to the eye." Yes, I pulled you into the car, it seemed like this, I didn’t think much, I saw you and passed by.”

Zheng He became excited when he heard it: "Did you like me back then?"

Mr. Bai held Zheng He's hand tightly, and said: "I don't know, I thought I wouldn't like others, and I never thought about this question. You suddenly asked me like this, and I can't tell."

"Macai, can you..." Zheng He was particularly dissatisfied with Mr. Bai's irresponsible answer, he said, "Then you can always tell me when you like me?"

Mr. Bai's ears turned red, and he asked without answering, "What about you? When did you like me?"

"Didn't I tell you everything before?" Zheng He said.

"Is there?" Why can't Mr. Bai remember this paragraph?

Zheng He said: "Well, I told you, the night we first met, when I saw your abs, I fell in love with you hopelessly, really."

Mr. Bai touched his abdominal muscles, and began to rejoice that his coach at the time told him that Kung Fu only needs to train a few specific muscles well, and he insisted on exercising his whole body, otherwise Zheng He would definitely not treat him so well in the future .

Zheng He asked: "Okay, I have explained everything that should be explained, and it is your turn to speak."

"I have nothing to say." Mr. Bai put his head on Zheng He's neck.

Zheng He reached out to grab his hair: "Don't renege on the debt, or I will hug the quilt and go to sleep on the sofa tonight, hurry up."

Mr. Bai said: "I really have nothing to say."

"Don't be shy, I really want to hear it." Zheng He coaxed.

Mr. Bai saw Zheng He's expression full of interest, and said: "I don't know when I fell in love with you. It should be after the villa. I'm used to being with you every day. I don't feel comfortable if I don't see you for a day. Then When you were still busy at work, I wondered if there was any way to tie you by my side. Someone told me to marry you. It must have been the night of the proposal. Seeing you put the ring on, I suddenly felt This life is you."