Everyone is fascinated by his tea

I have to say that Yan Baoyu is really a gentle person, no matter how much Zhou Chao says, Yan Baoyu listens carefully.

After Zhou Chao had finished chatting happily, when he returned to the crew hotel, it was already dark.

As soon as I opened the door, before I could turn on the light, I saw a person sitting upright beside the sofa.

By the moonlight, I can vaguely see the light refracted by the edge of the wheelchair.

There was a burst of cold fragrance from the tip of his nose, Zhou Chao frowned slightly, this man was so familiar.

Could it be Gu Yan?

But Gu Yan has already stood up, so this is...

Zhou Chao quietly stepped on the carpet, just about to poke his head out for a look.

"came back?"

His voice was low, with a trace of decadence and coldness.

The man lowered his eyes, revealing his pale neck, which seemed weak and tight.

It hurts to look at it.

"...Gu Yan," Zhou Chao realized that he was really Gu Yan!

"Hey, what's going on here?" Zhou Qi couldn't speak in a hurry, he circled around him, and finally squatted sideways beside Gu Yan.

Just seeing this familiar wheelchair made his heart go cold.

Gu Yan can't stand up again, can he?

Gu Yan shook his head and said nothing, "You don't have to worry."

"After all, there are too many healthy people, like Yan Baoyu? Like Yan Huan?" Gu Yanxu raised his eyes and looked at Zhou Chao weakly, "Zhou Chao."

Zhou Chao was like a little white dumpling, his pupils dilated little by little, his ears pricked up, and then his eyes slowly turned red, and a strange feeling rose from the bottom of his heart.

Gu Yan seldom calls him by his first and last name.

"My body is always a pity." Gu Yan brushed off Zhou Chao's hand on the wheelchair, with a calm expression, "Rather than waiting for you to get tired of me, why don't I leave now."

"I see you on the trending searches with others all day." Gu Yan looked down at him, his expression still gentle, "After all, you are still young and have many choices."

"At least you can choose someone better than me, don't worry."

When Zhou Chao heard this, he panicked, the corners of his mouth twitched, and tears fell down like broken threads.

Regardless of Gu Yan's ugly face, he hurried to the door and stretched his hands, with his back to Gu Yan and his forehead against the door, with a small cry, "No, you are not allowed to go!"

"And Yan Baoyu and I are really just friends, I really like you..."

Looking at Zhou Chao's appearance, it would be a lie to say that he didn't feel distressed.

Gu Yan tilted his head slightly and sighed softly. He is selfish and greedy by nature.

He doesn't deny the flaws in his character.

What he loves most is Zhou Chao's appearance, and if Zhou Chao can't give him so much love, he can only get it himself.

When he asked Zhou Chao to look at him, he couldn't stop the light.

No one knew how much Zhou Chao suffered when he defended Yan Baoyu in the live broadcast room.

The stubborn tone is very similar to the appearance of standing up for him back then.

A child who does something wrong should be guided by an adult.

Gu Yan looked at his back, "Zhou Chao, is there any difference between me and those people?"

Zhou Chao wiped away tears, "You are just different from them."

Turning around, Zhou Chao looked at him, crying with tears all over his face, stamping his feet anxiously, "Although you will be a little late every time you pick me up, but I only want you to pick me up, others just can't."

"Then what if I insist on leaving?" Gu Yan asked him.

The messenger bag on the child's body has not been taken off, lying limply on his waist.

The way it cried was like a little sheep, sobbing and crying, and even the voice was very nice.

Zhou Chao looked around anxiously, thought for a while, moved the shoe cabinet with great effort, blocked the door with a grunt, and rummaged through the cabinets to find the rope.

Gu Yan watched his movements, is this going to tie him up?

Zhou Chao tightly tied one end of the rope to Gu Yan's hand, and then tied the other end tightly to his wrist.

"Do you know what you're doing?" Gu Yan's eyes darkened, quietly watching the child's behavior as if marking his belongings, and the strange satisfaction in his heart gradually increased.

"I know this is wrong," Zhou Chao choked, his soft white fists clenched tightly together, and a row of small teeth were exposed when he hiccupped, and his teeth seemed to be trembling in anxiety, "I apologize to you, Yes, I'm sorry! But I don't want to let you go."

"Good baby." Gu Yan suddenly relaxed, rubbed his head, and held him in his arms, "Stay with me, I've wronged you."

He is suspicious, sensitive, and highly vigilant, fearing that one day, his pathological possessiveness will push Zhou Chao farther and farther away.

"I'm not wronged at all!" Zhou Chao gently leaned on his lap, not daring to use any force, his elbows fell on Gu Yan's thigh a little bit like a massage, and the sadness in his dark eyes became more and more serious.

Gu Yan's legs...

Just after wiping away a tear, I heard something rustling.

Then Zhou Chao watched Gu Yan stand up from the wheelchair.

That scene, apart from being somewhat horrifying and unbelievable, was quite exciting.

Zhou Chao squatted on the spot in a daze, his pupils dilated slowly, pointed at the wheelchair in front of him, and was speechless for a long time, "You, what are you, are you alright again?"

"I just want to sit in a wheelchair and reminisce about your persistence and enthusiasm for me in the past." With a sinister smile on the corner of Gu Yan's mouth, he dragged the child's buttocks, held him in his arms, looked at his unbelievable eyes, and looked at him. Go to the bedroom.

"Baby, your eyes like this will only make me feel that you regret it."

The corners of Zhou Chao's mouth twitched, and he was held in his arms, still unconscious.

A wheelchair... can it still be used like this?

That's a really good thing!

Because of Yan Baoyu's injury, the crew had a few days off.

When the film started, Gu Yan followed him to the set, and even insisted on sitting in a wheelchair in order to make Zhou Chao feel sorry for him.

Occasionally when I get tired from pushing, a thin layer of sweat will ooze from my forehead, and taking a few breaths will make Zhou Chao feel distressed for a long time.

Zhou Chao thought, maybe this is a rather magical wheelchair.

He doesn't care much about other people's eyes. After all, it is human instinct to be afraid of greenery.

The crew did not expect that the person who delivered Zhou Chao's meals every day would follow the crew so openly.

Mu Changchun and the few who were familiar with Gu Yan, when they saw Gu Yan, they rushed up like seeing a living Bodhisattva.

"Hey, what's wrong with Mr. Gu?" Mu Changchun was taken aback. In a blink of an eye, this man got into a wheelchair. "Is it so serious?"

This problem will happen every week!

"Mu Dao, you don't understand this," Zhou Chao pointed at the wheelchair and clapped his hands, "It's amazing!"

Gu Yan: "..."

Mu Changchun looked at the backs of these two people walking away, and there was an embarrassment in capital letters on his face, maybe it was magically... able to transport.

Hey!

Rich people just know how to play, and their transportation is more advanced than them!

Today's play is by Zhou Chao and Yan Huan.

But for Shen Yuye's scene alone, I took four or five shots, but in the end I still didn't shoot. Mu Changchun was so angry that his nose was not his nose, and his eyes were not his eyes.

Shen Yu also looked at Zhou Chao, who was full of beauty, and then at Gu Yan, who was holding a wheelchair in front of the director, thinking that no matter how awesome Zhou Chao was, wouldn't he be looking for a man in a wheelchair?

Wiping Zhou Chao's shoulder, Shen Yu also rolled her eyes, "Trash!"

"Rebound!" Zhou Chao wiped his nose with his fingers, not caring how he scolded.

"'Broken Love' takes one shot, Action!" Mu Changchun made a decision, and Zhou Chao quickly entered the state.

Liang Huaisheng opened his eyes slightly, his bones hurt as if someone had run over him.

He was crucified to death, surrounded by a strong smell of blood, and various instruments of torture hung in the air.

In an instant, he understood that he did not die, but became a prisoner of Yue himself.

There were soft footsteps in the aisle, and he heard someone talking, and the voice was buzzing in his ears.

"Director Fu, we captured an enemy battalion commander this time. His name is Liang Huaisheng."

After the sound of footsteps, Liang Huaisheng seemed to hear his own name.

Until the man walked in wearing his military uniform, Liang Huaisheng still felt that he was dreaming.

He saw those eyebrows and eyes in his dreams almost every day, crazily longing for them, as if they had penetrated into the marrow of his bones.

Taking a few breaths, Liang Huaisheng opened his eyes hard, trying to see the person in front of him clearly, "...Brother Fu?"

The person who was supposed to study abroad suddenly appeared in front of him.

Immediately after, they violently tore the hemp rope that tied him, the whole cross was trembling because of Liang Huaisheng's anger, they also arrested Fu Hongshan!

"Go! Go! Go!" He screamed with all his strength, ignoring the blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

A dark mark flashed in Fu Hongshan's eyes, and Yue himself next to him couldn't understand what he was talking about, so he asked Fu Hongshan sideways.

Unable to wait, a soft whip that used [-]% of its strength landed on Liang Huaisheng hard.

"It's nothing, a spy from Huaguo."

The voice was terribly cold.

The scorching pain of this whip seemed to wake up his remaining fantasies.

Liang Huaisheng's eyes fell on Yue himself's military uniform, the military rank on it showed that he was at least a lieutenant.

The person in front of him has gentle and delicate eyebrows and eyes, exactly the same as the photo of the teenager inlaid in the pocket watch. It seems that he was the only one who made the vow of "Iron Horse and Glacier Dreaming" when he was young.

"Ah Sheng," the young man Fu Hongshan carefully cut the braided hair of the survivors for him, and even the corners of his clothes exude a faint fragrance, "When those people really come in, I can't just sit idly by. '

Little Asheng didn't quite understand, so he pulled the corner of his clothes softly, "Brother Fu, will you go to war, and will you kill them like they killed grandma?" '

'Ah Sheng, have you ever heard a poem? Fu Hongshan looked at him at the same level, "Lying in the night to listen to the wind and rain, the iron horse and ice river fell into a dream." '

Liang Huaisheng was young at that time, but he remembered this poem.

"Ye Lan... Lying down and listening to the wind and rain..." Liang Huaisheng clenched his bloody hands and recited these two lines of poem intermittently.

The soft whip with barbs fell on Liang Huaisheng again and again, but he didn't know it hurt. The blood all over his body looked horrifying, "Iron Horse Binghe... Come to... Come to dream."

"You're not afraid," Fu Hongshan approached him, clutching his collar with his black-gloved fingertips, with unforeseen hostility in his eyes, "Did I pull out your tongue?"

The familiar fragrance of clothes wafted over, and Liang Huaisheng lowered his eyes weakly, unable to distinguish between reality and fantasy, the tears left behind were mixed with blood, and he murmured like a absent-minded, "Brother Fu, Ah Sheng misses you."

The author has something to say: Gu Yan: They are younger than me, healthier than me, and simpler than me [smile]

Mu Changchun: This is not a reason for you to use a wheelchair instead.