The best actor is my lover [Transmigration Book]

Clinker Jing Wenqing sobbed a few words, opened his wet eyes, and pushed and shoved crazily.However, the strength in his hands remained unabated, tightly tugging on Pei Jing's sleeves.

"You deserve it!" Jing Wenqing panted heavily, with bulging veins on his forehead.Before Pei Jing could react, he heard Jing Wenqing laughing evilly, "You deserve it... You should have known the fate of forcing me at that time."

Eyes that were clearly still wet were red at the moment, staring at him without blinking.The four eyes met, but Jing Wenqing's eyes were dim and out of focus.But he couldn't hide his lonely look at all.

The sultry evening wind blew by, bringing Jing Wenqing's strong and sweet alcohol smell, fragrant but spicy.Pei Jing couldn't help holding his breath.

Who is he looking through himself?

his mother?

Jing Wenqing didn't tell Pei Jing the answer, but just repeated through gritted teeth: "You should have known that messing with me would not end well, you will have this day, right?"

Pei Jing wanted to grab his hand, and continued to hold him, but Jing Wenqing mercilessly slapped him away, and reprimanded him sharply: "Madam, I advise you to respect yourself."

Pei Jing frowned: "You are drunk, I am Pei Jing."

Jing Wenqing turned a deaf ear, and took a step back vigilantly: "I'm not drunk!...You, you just want to lie to me. And because I know Pei Jing, you want to lie to him? I tell you no way! Just say it straight, I'll tell him Don't know him well, don't bother him!"

Pei Jing was taken aback: "Your mother is looking for me? Where are you and your mother? What's going on?"

The little rabbit that smelled of wine showed its two big dies, and jumped back tremblingly.He obviously can't bite anything bad, but he has a fierce look on his face.It looks like you underestimate me.

"You want to talk to me?" He narrowed his eyes, "Oh...no way!"

"No." Pei Jing coaxed, "Hey, where is your home? I'll take you home."

Pei Jing thought, the little guy probably doesn't want to talk about this, so he has such a big reaction after getting drunk.

After finishing speaking, Pei Jing took a step forward.

Jing Wenqing shouted: "Don't come here! Leave me alone!"

Folding his arms around his chest, he hurriedly took another step back.

At the same time, the teardrops dangled and flicked, two of them fell.

Pei Jing: "..."

"Okay, I won't come, can you go home by yourself?"

Jing Wenqing closed his eyes, nodded and shook his head.He was dumbfounded, his eyes filled with mist.I don't know if it's because he drank too much wine or cried for too long, his face is red, and the tears that haven't dried yet look even more pitiful.

He was dazed for two seconds, squatted down in Pei Jing's line of sight, and sat down on the flower bed by the roadside, with his legs spread straight, "Home. I'm here."

Pei Jing: "..."

Pei Jing found out for the first time that Jing Wenqing would go crazy after drinking?

"I'm so hot and sleepy, and I'm still dizzy." He sat there for a while, picked up the leaves on the ground and played with them a few times, then looked up at Pei Jing, "I'm going to sleep, why are you still in my bedroom?" ? Then turn on the air conditioner for me."

Pei Jing was speechless, just thinking about how to take him out of here.

Jing Wenqing didn't know what he was thinking, a drunk person has no logic at all.The person who asked Pei Jing not to come over just a second ago frowned slightly and stretched out his hand impatiently.

In the palm of my hand are the fallen leaves I just picked up.

"Here. The remote control." Jing Wenqing's tongue was still sticking out, "I can't drive it... big brother, why are you standing there, help me open it."

Pei Jing: "..." Don't you recognize him as your mother now?

Pei Jing took it, and pressed the leaves seriously twice, without changing his face: "The battery is dead. Come with me to the living room to find the battery? I don't remember where I put it."

"Oh. That's right, the battery is out..." Jing Wen stood up, tiptoed, raised his arm to hook Pei Jing, "Well, my feet are a little floating, let's go and find it together!"

The bar at night is noisy and noisy, and the sound of fighting inside can be heard endlessly.Shouting made Pei Jing pause, his face became more and more icy.

"En." Pei Jing tilted his head slightly.

Jing Wenqing lay on his shoulders, her black hair fluttering in the wind, revealing her smooth forehead.And he was in a daze, with his eyes half-opened and half-closed, and the breath he exhaled went towards Pei Jing's neck.Hot, spicy, like a feather, gently scraped.

If he didn't come to eat barbecue, how long would Jing Wenqing have to sit by the flower bed alone when he was drunk?Will someone meet him again and take him home?Or... Which stranger would he be defenseless against?

The more Pei Jing thought about it, the more irritable he became, and he suddenly clicked his tongue.

Obviously the height of the person in front of him was not inferior to him, but he suddenly felt that this scene was soft, as lively as usual, yet so different.His heart seemed to be grabbed by an invisible hand.

Jing Wenqing's liveliness...does he not want to show weakness in front of outsiders?

That's why when a person is drunk, he cries and tries to be strong, and becomes so contradictory.

"What's the matter? Why aren't you moving..." Jing Wenqing tugged at him and muttered softly.

Pei Jing looked impartially: "I'm watching the little rabbit acting like a baby." But his tone became fierce again: "I still think that the little rabbit will be taken home and spanked after being abducted by others."

Jing Wenqing: "...Oh, which little rabbit is so miserable."

Pei Jing's depressed heart was happy for a moment, and he smiled: "Maybe it belongs to my family."

Coaxing all the way and turning all the way, Jing Wenqing directed completely blindly, and even forgot where his home was when he was drunk, and pointed to the river by the roadside and said: "The living room is over there, where are you going!"

After a while, he said pitifully: "The living room is so far away...I'm dizzy, I can't do it, I won't go."

After hearing a few words, the taxi driver immediately slammed on the brakes and said dumbfounded, "Ah? Are you not going?"

"...I'm not going, umm──" Jing Wenqing groaned softly.

Pei Jing raised his forehead: "No, master, he is just drunk. Go, hurry up and order."

driver:"……"

Oh, that's right, how can you believe the nonsense of drunk people.

The clown was me.

After tossing and tossing for half a night, Pei Jing finally brought Jing Wenqing back to his home.

When Jing Wenqing woke up again, the sky had changed.

He looked at Pei Jing who was hugging him in front of him, and said in horror: "You, why are you on my bed??"

Pei Jing pointed to the bedside table, and silently let go of his arm: "You are on my bed."

Jing Wenqing was shocked.At first glance, it is true.

He jerked Koi straight up and sat up.

The whole temple was protruding, and the head was swollen like a big watermelon of [-] catties. Jing Wenqing cursed from the bottom of her heart: the head hurts too much.

Recalling last night, Jing Wenqing's memory froze while drinking.In his mind, the last thing he did was...

Flipping through the messages on the phone.

I happened to see the message from Pei Jing.

Then let... Pei Jing pick him up?

Then how could they sleep together!

Jing Wenqing fumbled up and down, and finally convinced himself that he was intact and not drunk, he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief: "So last night...you read my message and picked me up?"

"You don't remember?" Pei Jing said slowly, "I picked it up."

Pei Jing also turned on the phone that was turned off after returning home, and found that Jing Wenqing had actually sent him a message back, and asked him if he was free, and if he could come to pick it up, it would be fine if he wasn't free.

It's really a crooked shot.

Jing Wenqing: "Thank you Brother Pei!!! It's too much trouble for you, I'm sorry..." Jing Wenqing looked at the messy bed, "Well, it's very troublesome, you have to share a bed with me."

As he said that, he got up quickly, only to find that the clothes he was wearing were loose and loose, and the wind came in from his elbows.The sleeves are long enough to cover the palms, and there is only a pair of pants underneath.

Jing Wenqing: "...You, you changed my clothes for me??"

It seems that I don't remember what happened after I was drunk.

"Yeah." Pei Jing touched the bridge of his nose, "You vomited all over last night, so I changed it for you."

Jing Wenqing's ears warmed up, and he said again, "Thank you."

Pei Jing hummed unhappily, leaned lazily on the bed, but followed Jing Wenqing closely: "Needless to say thank you, really."

"And yesterday. You said that your mother treated you badly and forced you, and it has something to do with me? You want to get close?"

"Ah?!" Jing Wenqing's relaxed heart suddenly rose in his throat, "I...I said so much."

Pei Jing: Sure enough, it's easy to tell the truth when you're drunk, even if the words don't match the words.

Pei Jing nodded.

Jing Wenqing was caught off guard, and after a few clicks, he said: "Actually, it's nothing, it's all over."

"But I want to know you better." Pei Jing said sharply, "And... it's related to me, right? Maybe I have the right to know."

The sunlight outside the window shone on Pei Jing's face, but there was no sense of laughter and warmth at all.On the contrary, Pei Jing's slightly upturned eyes were full of worry, Jing Wenqing had hardly seen such an expression on this face.

Pei Jing paused, and lowered his eyes: "You cried so sad last night, if you don't want to say it, forget it. But I hope you are happy."

Jing Wenqing bit his lower lip and was completely stunned.

He didn't know what happened to him either.

It was at that moment that I suddenly felt that I could say it.

He has never said this to anyone, but his heart is sore and numb, as if the emotions accumulated for countless years suddenly found support, and he can have an outlet to let him say it.

Jing Wenqing doesn't have many friends.

One is because he doesn't like excitement, and he doesn't have a particularly strong desire to make friends.

The second is that his mother left too many shadows on him.

Mother loves face, thinks that dancing is an actor, and wants her son to be a screenwriter that she thinks is decent. In the end, it is just for her own reputation and interests.In order to go out by yourself, someone can boast: "Oh, your son's play is very good, won an award abroad last year, right?"

Even if family affection is like this, how can friendship not be exchanged for benefits?

The third is because his mother is mercenary.In a word, "a friend of a friend is my friend, and a friend of my son's is my friend." Mama Jing likes to post upside down, even if the other party doesn't know her, she can be cheeky, again and again, when it comes to talking about cooperation projects For things like that, her mother can rely on relationships if she can.

Jing Wenqing's friends were afraid when they saw it.

But it's also strange, it seems to be a matter of personality, Jing Wenqing can always attract other people's attention inexplicably, making people want to get to know him.

After Jing Wenqing knew his mother's virtue, he deliberately kept a warm and distant distance from his friends.Therefore, there are not many close friends at all.

There is no one who does everything possible to show affection to another person, but is ignored by the other person many times, and can still have a hot face and a cold ass afterwards.

But Pei Jing turned out to be an exception.

Jing Wenqing was a little scared, maybe after he finished talking about his mother, Pei Jing would be like everyone else.

In a few seconds, Jing Wenqing's face changed again and again, Pei Jing had a panoramic view, and he couldn't help but shook his palm.It still has the warm and soft touch of him holding Jing Wenqing all night.

Jing Wenqing took a deep breath, his face ashen ashes: "Then let me tell you a story first."

"No." Pei Jing shook his head, "If telling me is a burden for you, then don't tell me. Qingqing, don't be afraid or sad."

Jing Wenqing thought to himself, it's not a burden, it's because I'm afraid you won't talk to me after I finish talking.sad?It seems like a little bit. ...Well, well, a million dots.

"No, I decided to say it." Jing Wenqing said, "I will only say these words once, whether you like it or not."

Jing Wenqing started with a friend who was a business tycoon who was pursued by Jing Ma for a piece of land for cooperation, and ended up losing money. He also said that Jing Ma treated him badly when he was young, forbidding him to dance and forcing him to learn screenwriting. Besides, when he grew up, he had the ability to be independent, and when he ran out, Jing Ma cut off his source of income.

What's ridiculous is that the screenwriter turned out to be a job bestowed on him by God.

In the days when there was no money, Jing Wenqing had to rely on his own ability to make money, and it was also at this time that he found that he could write scripts that made money without any effort.

As for dancing...

It's because he always wanted to learn, missed it, and picked it up again, but because of the years of writing scripts, his health was damaged, and it was even more difficult to practice.

By accident, probably so.

At the end of the talk, Jing Wenqing looked at Pei Jing with regret, and forced a smile: "Yesterday, my mother knew that I knew you."

"She invested a lot of capital in a bad drama, but the crew couldn't support it, and she was about to lose everything, so she begged me to connect and let you go. If it was you, she would definitely make money." Jing Wenqing said, " It’s funny, in his eyes, my friend and I are just tool people.”

Pei Jing was silent for a while, he didn't expect it to be like this.

"Are you afraid that I'll betray you?" Jing Wenqing looked at him, and said, "Don't worry, I told my mother that we don't know each other well, and she has already gone away in anger."

"I'm sorry." Jing Wenqing bowed his head like a child who did something wrong, and immediately explained, "Yesterday, I told my mother that Hou was alone and drank too much, and I saw your news during the period... Maybe it was because of drinking. Too much, I actually sent you a message to pick me up. It really caused you a lot of trouble."

"There won't be a next time, right?" Jing Wenqing raised his head suddenly, his eyes dodged and looked away, "Right."

After all, no one likes troublemakers.

Jing Wenqing's eyes were a little sour.

The air was quiet for a few seconds.

"No, is this called trouble?" Pei Jing suddenly laughed, and Jing Wenqing felt like he was dreaming with a gentle voice, "Even if it's really troublesome, I'm willing to accept it. As long as you're happy."

For a moment, Pei Jing wanted to hug him and tell him, come live with me, stay with me, and I will help you handle all the trivial things around you.You can be a carefree bunny forever.

At that moment, Pei Jing figured out all the past.

He seemed to like Jing Wenqing.

Can't like it.

With tears in his eyes, Jing Wenqing raised his head in a daze.

Pei Jing bumped into those eyes, his heart was burning hot.

Jing Wenqing's vision was blurred, but he could still see Pei Jing's serious eyes.The scorching gaze almost scalded him.

In a daze, he heard Pei Jing say: "You probably don't remember. I will try my best to make the little rabbit happy and not make him miserable."

Jing Wenqing didn't understand some words at the time, and felt uneasy after returning home, but found that Pei Jing was no different from before, and even said that he was getting in touch with him more and more frequently.

Occasionally on the set, Pei Jing came to visit the set when he was free.What is Pei Jing's identity?As soon as it came, the whole crew was a sensation, and the studio next door came to watch.But Pei Jing seemed to be indifferent, as if he wanted to tell everyone that he is a good friend of Jing Wenqing, he came to visit Jing Wenqing and brought him delicious food, and the others would not share a cent .

When we can't see each other, we chat on social software.

Jing Wenqing didn't know when he fell in love with Pei Jing.He seemed to be there just in time for every moment when no one had vented his emotions out of control.Those fragile emotions that are difficult to express to others are repeatedly presented in front of Pei Jing.He will listen, he will remember it in his heart, and then he will take Jing Wenqing on a tour to relax.

It was a matter of course, and slowly, he seemed to be inseparable from Pei Jing.

In this world, he couldn't find another Pei Jing.

When Jing's mother knew it was going to happen, she winked and wanted to get in touch with Pei Jing, Jing Wenqing was annoyed, and then went directly to the Civil Affairs Bureau with her household registration and ID card to get married.

But Pei Jing didn't tell Jing Wenqing, Jing's mother asked others for his contact information, and called him every night.On the wedding day, Jing Wenqing didn't want to see his mother flattering him, so he didn't invite him.

So every day... There are dozens of missed calls on Pei Jing's cell phone.

That night, after Pei Jing put him to sleep, he finally went to the balcony and connected the phone.

"Do you want to see me?" Pei Jing smiled, "Yes. Tomorrow, I will ask the agent to make an appointment for two places at the coffee shop on the first floor of the basement of Zhongchao Century City."

The next day, Mother Jing arrived as scheduled. She thought that Pei Jing had figured it out, but maybe her son found out with his conscience and excitedly took out the contract.

"No need." Pei Jing sneered, "Do you use your son as a tool?"

Mother Jing gave the hand holding the contract a pause.

"Of course not. Mom just thinks we are a family now, right?"

Pei Jing raised his eyes to look at her: "When your son wanted to dance, you were so cruel, do you remember? Now your son refuses to even say a word of mother, so you haven't reflected on why?"

"You—!"

Mother Jing's face turned red and white.

"Don't worry, your son's ability to pick a son-in-law is good, I will always treat him well." Pei Jing took a sip of coffee in a moderate manner, and then said, "Make it clear, I like your son. I love the house and the black, but I don't like you." It's the same over here. Why should I like someone your son doesn't like?"

Mother Jing held her breath in her throat, unable to move up or down.

Pei Jing emphasized again: "Your son is fine with me, don't worry."

Mother Jing fled on the spot, and never dared to contact Pei Jing again.

Without Jing's mother's control, Jing Wenqing's troubles became less, and he became more and more cheerful in the past few years, and even had more friends.

After many years of marriage, Pei Jing suddenly asked: "Do you hate her?"

Jing Wenqing was speechless for a while, thinking for a long time: "I can't get rid of her control until I get married. Only when I'm here with you, she won't come to your door and cry. Even if I went to college before, I skipped classes, after I graduated I rented a house by myself, and she could find me and cry."

"Do I hate it?" Jing Wenqing's tone was flat, as if he was talking about something that Hao had nothing to do with him, "I hated it before, but after thinking about it, it's just like that."

"When I was willing to watch her cry without any trouble, when I dragged my suitcase and ran out to live alone, when I had no intention of going home now..." Jing Wenqing looked up and said to Pei Jing Said, "It's normal, I don't have any feelings for her. Instead, I want to thank her, I have found my belonging."

Pei Jing looked at him and suddenly wanted to kiss him, and he did.

Jing Wenqing was so kissed that he couldn't breathe, he said twice, and after being let go, he was angry: "I haven't finished yet!"

Pei Jing hurried: "Okay, let's continue."

Jing Wenqing thought for a moment: "I still have to practice dancing...but maybe I won't be able to reach a very awesome height."

Pei Jing immediately retorted: "If you say you can't, then you won't? What you say doesn't count."

In the days that followed, Jing Wenqing really worked hard, but it really didn't work.He was depressed, but was coaxed by Pei Jing to let go, and continued to work hard.Maybe the road is far away, and dreams are always better than reality, but the belief is still there, and hope is always ahead.

Jing Wenqing told Pei Jing at that time: "I think sticking to one's dream is something worthy of respect, and I will try my best to become a respected person."

Pei Jing put his arms around him and said, "Okay."

The stubborn little boy who refused to show weakness is now in his arms, becoming his precious rabbit.Or should it be a hedgehog.

He is always tough on the outside world, but he keeps his belly to himself.Obviously such a cute little guy, he deserves to have everything.

Pei Jing sighed silently from the darkness, the memory of the past ten years gradually coincided with the scene in front of him.

Still that high-spirited little guy.

Still lying in his arms all right.

Everything has changed, and it seems that nothing has changed.

Pei Jing kissed his forehead quietly, and said softly: "Little rabbit."

A year later, Jing Wenqing was encouraged by Pei Jing to sign up for another Orange Maple Dance Festival competition.After a year, the King of Dance reappeared, which quickly made everyone crazy.

Jing Wenqing was sweating on the field.During this year, Jing Wenqing repeatedly honed his dance skills, and it finally showed results at this moment.

Everyone looked at the dancing king who had changed his dance style, and lost their voices for a moment.

Jing Wenqing, who has always only danced fast-paced dance music...is actually so lingering! !

Not surprisingly, another gold medal.

On the night when the results were announced, there was a frenzy of hot searches.

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