Best Actor

How to release the news about quitting the entertainment industry, can it be on the official website?Wait, does he have an official website? I remember being attacked once before, and did he survive after all...

"Oh, I don't care." Feng Ji Bing started to run.Even though it was morning, the darkness seemed to be overwhelmed, making people uncomfortable.

When I arrived at the uncle's car repair shop, I was surprised to find that the door was closed.Feng Jibing went in from the back door and looked at the window, and saw Wei Jiu sitting by the door alone. "Hi! Uncle."

Seeing him coming in, Wei Jiu nodded and coughed.

"Uncle, I was really sorry yesterday. Why didn't you drive the shop today? Those reporters didn't embarrass you afterwards, did they?"

"Ji Bing..." Wei Jiu shook the soot off his body, and let out a long breath, "Don't come here again."

Feng Jibing was taken aback, did he hear it wrong?

"Don't come to me again, you know I don't want to be in trouble."

"I apologize." Then he cried out in panic.

The blood on Feng Ji Bing's face faded, "If I didn't do something well and made uncle unhappy, I apologize. Is it because the reporter came in yesterday and lost something? I will pay for it!"

"Ji Bing..." Wei Jiu pressed his flustered hand.

Feng Jibing blinked and raised his head: "When I was acting for the first time, the director kept asking me to smile and think of happy things. So I thought over and over again of the scene where we ate hodgepodge at the end. Although the outside of the house is like today It was also raining, and the walls of the construction site were still mottled and unpainted, but at that time, I was really lucky to have my uncle by my side.”

"The uncle has always been my pillar. Whenever I leave work and am alone, I think that at least I still have an uncle in this world. When I met my uncle in Hong Kong, I was really happy like a dream. I always thought that as long as I have an uncle That's fine. As long as the uncle is here, I don't care about anything."

"Ji Bing..." Wei Jiu withdrew his hand in embarrassment.

"I apologize for the inconvenience caused to the uncle, but please don't say 'don't come again'. I have always regarded the uncle as a family... Those reporters I promise they will never come again! You wait for me, wait for me to publish After the statement, they will never come to harass you again!"

"Ji Bingke... I never regarded you as a relative."

There was a strong wind blowing outside.

The raindrops with the wind also fell one after another, and pedestrians on the road took shelter from the rain.

The boy was walking on the side of the street, the rain was blowing on his body, the rain dripped down his hair and cheeks, and soon his whole body was wet.

A pitch-black car that was slowly following him stopped not far from him, the door opened quickly, Ling Yixiu chased out with an umbrella, and the all-black umbrella quickly blocked the rain on Feng Jibing's head. "Ji Bing..." Ling Yixiu called him softly, "Ji Bing, I am Dad."

Feng Ji Bing's face was pale, he blinked blankly, and vaguely saw Ling Yixiu's face.He must have read it wrong, looking at him with such pity and fatherly eyes, dad...?

"Ji Bing, I won't make you cry again. I promise I will give you a happy home from now on." Ling Yixiu held an umbrella in one hand, and hugged the boy's cold body tightly with the other, "Come back with me How is home?"

"Family?"

Suddenly a gust of wind blew away the black umbrella in Ling Yixiu's hand, somersaulted a few times and fell into a puddle on the side of the street.Ling Yixiu didn't pick it up either, instead she hugged the boy tightly with both hands, cuddling him unshakably in the storm.

The young man's helpless and empty eyes almost tore his heart apart. At this moment, Ling Yixiu completely killed the thousands of schemes that he had not yet implemented, and only wanted to make up for it with all his heart.

The rain was pouring down, as if a century had passed, Feng Jibing's arm slowly raised, his pale and cold palm slowly touched Ling Yixiu's back, and hugged her back.

The author has something to say: I didn't type because my hand was disabled, and now it's restored--

The drifting boat almost slipped off the waterfall

Others are covered with mesh, only one gap without mesh.Fortunately, in times of crisis, I am one man in charge and ten thousand men in charge... ([-] words omitted below)... Desperately swipe aside! (I'm not done yet, readers are still waiting for me, I can't die||)

I have exercised so much that my hands are sore today, and I have no strength to type for half a month.

Reader 1: - facial paralysis

Reader 2: Flip the table!Why there are any reasons!

Reader 3 is doing what he loves: Anyway, I can't see it anymore, yes, I gave up.

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The first H was initiated by Feng Ji Bing~

He had a similar encounter with Ling Yixiu, and then he found someone he liked and went to H.

Crowd: Falling to the ground and spitting foam.

86. go home

The author has something to say: [Summary of the previous article] Feng Jibing went to M City to find his uncle, Ling Yixiu called a large number of reporters to make a fuss, and when he saw Wei Jiu, he was even more sarcastic, and took a box of money to tell him not to appear in Jibing before.Feng Jibing got caught in the rain, and Ling Zai appeared "at the right time" to act as a protective umbrella.

Ji Bing changed into dripping clothes, and took the cold prevention tablets that Ling Yixiu handed over.He was still awake when he boarded the plane, but two hours later he started to feel dizzy, his head unconsciously drooped on Ling Yixiu's shoulder, and he fell asleep leaning against him.

Ling Yixiu carefully unbuckled his seat belt, hugged him to sleep on her lap to prevent him from sliding down, and did not wake him up until he got off the plane.On the return trip, he called his personal doctor to go to his villa as soon as possible.

"I know he's sick, so I won't force you to bring him here." When old man Wei Qi saw Ling Yixiu coming in with the unconscious boy in his arms, he immediately regretted it.

Ling Yixiu's personal doctor arrived earlier than him and was already ready.After Ling Yixiu carried Feng Jibing onto the bed and made it stable, he opened the boy's mouth, looked at the root of his tongue, and touched his neck.And unbuttoned his chest clothes, put the stethoscope on his lungs and listened for a while.

Colds cause inflammation of the respiratory tract, as well as asthmatic wheezing.

Dr. Qiao gave him an injection and prescribed the pills he would take in the next few days before saying, "It's fine, I'll wake up in three hours."

The old man Wei Qi had been sitting by the bed, and he was relieved when he heard the doctor said that he was fine. "Doctor, what should my grandson eat? I've asked the kitchen to make coconut milk chicken soup."

"You can eat anything. It is best to add some carrots to reduce phlegm, relieve cough and smooth Qi."

Old Vicky stood up immediately: "I'll go to the kitchen now and add some carrots."

After the old man Wei Qi went out, Qiao Yuan said to Ling Yixiu, "I have asthma like you. I will also prepare a copy for him regularly?"

Ling Yixiu nodded silently, stroked the boy's temple hair, and asked a question after a moment of silence: "Are children particularly difficult to raise?"

Dr. Qiao suppressed his smile and said, "Even if he is a baby now, I can raise him, let alone he is so old. But this age is in the period of rebellion. From a psychological point of view, then It is indeed more difficult to serve than a baby."

Ling Yixiu raised her head and sighed when she heard this, then smiled again.Dr. Qiao could see from him the bewilderment and worry of being a new father.Standing up and picking up the medical kit, he patted him on the shoulder, "Then I should go, please let me know if there is any situation."

Ling Yixiu stood up and sent him off: "I'm sorry to trouble you this time."

After the doctor left, Ling Yixiu returned to the room a little tired.The old lady was carefully covering Ji Bing with a quilt, and then stared intently at Ji Bing's sleeping appearance.

Ling Yixiu circled the old man's thin shoulders and said softly, "Mom, Dr. Qiao's diagnosis is all right. Don't worry, Ji Bing will be fine. He will never leave us again."

The old man Wei Qi smiled and patted Ling Yixiu's hand, "Your mother, I thought this would be the end of my life. Your father is gone, and we are the only ones left. I didn't expect to see my own grandson before I died." , I would wake up with a smile when I was dreaming. Do you think I have done a lot of good deeds on weekdays? The Bodhisattva bestowed on me? If this is the case, I will eat vegetarian food and worship my ancestors and gods every day from now on..."

"Mom." Ling Yixiu suddenly felt a little sad, her mother who violated the ethics of marriage didn't say anything, promised him to be with Bai Bing back then, and also accepted the fact that she would never have a grandson.But in fact... I must have experienced a struggle in my heart, but I just didn't want to hurt myself.

"You see that he looks so much like you. I really like him more and more. Shall I take him to live on the island? It's more suitable for Ji Bing to recuperate."

"No..." Ling Yixiu reacted and immediately objected, "I took him to my side with great difficulty, how could I take him away so quickly? Let's wait until I have a stronger relationship with Ji Bing. Then I will bring him back Home on the island, Mom, you also hope that Ji Bing can get along with me and communicate more? He still refuses to accept me."

Old Vicky had no choice but to nod his head in agreement.

At this time, Mama Wu came in and whispered, "Master, Miss Hou is here."

Hou Xianmei sat on the sofa, casually flipping through the latest issue of "SURE".With the movie star style and Kaoru as the selling point, the flawless skin that even women can't compare to occupies a full two P.Seeing Ling Yixiu coming down, she immediately put down the magazine: "Is Ji Bing okay?"

"Still asleep."

"Where's Bai Bing?" Hou Xianmei asked again, "I know he's still in Hong Kong. He won't leave until you forgive him."

"You reminded me of this." Ling Yixiu sat on the sofa opposite her, the bed Feng Jibing was sleeping on now was the bed in his and Lan Baibing's bedroom, and he wouldn't like living here even if he woke up.

"You really did it." Hou Xianmei frowned, "You went to the mainland to bring him back forcibly, what did you do to the people around him?"

"It should be done." Ling Yixiu's tone was steady as usual.

"What you are doing now is Hebo