The actor he wrote by himself

When Guan Che stood in front of Villa No. 25, which was two buildings away from Villa No. 23 where he usually lived, he thought silently: You call this makeshift...?

Twenty or thirty of them are big men crowded into a villa of the same size, and at the same time they have to accommodate a lot of photography teachers and staff.

And now, just the two of them.

The house is so big that there is an echo to every word, and you have to make a phone call or take a walkie-talkie to communicate upstairs and downstairs.

Huo Xiuchi's is even more luxurious. There are double parking spaces in the above-ground garage, and there is another floor underground, which can park four cars and has a transparent resting space.

After Uncle Liu put them down, he consciously drove to a nearby hotel.

"I don't come here very often." Huo Xiuchi pressed the combination lock, pushed the door open, "Maybe there will be dust when sleeping at night, so I have to bear with it."

He quickly glanced around the whole house. Fortunately, Cao Haoyu is a conscientious person. The time Guan Che finished recording was also the time Fu Zipei finished. Naturally, the two of them did not live in this villa.So the aunt just cleaned it for a few days, and the dust in the house was not exaggerated.

Guan Che followed him in, and he could clearly feel that he didn't come often.Because the decoration of this villa is a very common and ordinary mansion decoration, which is relatively new Chinese style, and there is nothing that has the characteristics of Huo Xiuchi in the living room.

Unlike the apartment in the city center where Huo Xiuchi usually lived, there were a lot of books, discs, bread and red wine.

"Mr. Huo, how many houses did you buy in Yijing?" Guan Che didn't know what to say to him, and sat on the sofa chatting, "Will you suddenly go to a new house one day?"

"There are only these two sets. There seem to be a few sets in other cities. Maybe my agent knows better. I can't keep track of these things." Huo Xiuchi answered him while rummaging through the cabinet at home, "Oh, I have a mountain villa in the south, the scenery is pretty good, I have a chance to show you there."

"Oh, good." Guan Che thought about his small apartment of about [-] square meters, and murmured softly, "The entertainment industry really has walls."

Huo Xiuchi's ears were sharp, he stopped his movements when he heard this, and looked at him: "You can pursue better things, but don't pay too much attention to things outside your body. You may understand this truth in a few years."

"What?" Guan Che didn't understand.

"To give the simplest example, even if I have these properties, I haven't rented them out, and I have spent a lot of money on decoration. In fact, I am such a big person, and the only thing that can satisfy me is the city center. The size of the suite." Huo Xiuchi said, "Similarly, money can never be made, just keep the part you can control in your hands."

After finishing speaking, he closed the door of the cabinet and smiled apologetically: "You're hungry, I wanted to come back and cook something for you, but there seems to be nothing at home. I'm going out to buy groceries now. It's far away, and I'll be back in half an hour."

Guan Che immediately stood up from the sofa: "I'll go with you."

"No, it might be snowing outside again, it's very cold. You can stay at home and you can go around." Huo Xiuchi put down these words, wrapped his coat and ran out.

Guan Che was the only one left in the room, but he was even more cramped than when Huo Xiuchi was not around.

He cleaned the kettle of the tea bar machine in the living room first, boiled water, and could drink it when Huo Xiuchi came back.

Then follow the stairs to visit Huo Xiuchi's room.

Huo Xiuchi's room division is not like a honeycomb arrangement like their dormitory. There are only four bedrooms on the second floor, and there are leisure and entertainment rooms on both sides.

The doors were all open, only the master bedroom was closed. Guan Che casually entered two rooms, one of which had three boxes of condoms neatly stacked on the bedside table.

One box was still unsealed.

Guan Che's face sank.

"Why do you make it look like a hotel... and post this thing." Guan Che didn't know why Huo Xiuchi had this thing stored in his private space, and the moment he saw it, he felt uncomfortable reflexively.

If he needs it...and with whom?

This uncomfortable feeling is like a lump of fluffy cotton is choked in the throat, and I can't spit it out or swallow it.

He didn't want to stay on the second floor anymore, so he quickly walked up to the third floor.

The layout of the third floor is different from that of the second floor. The enclosed area only accounts for half, and the remaining half is a terrace. The area is large and the lighting conditions are good. It is suitable for basking in the sun or holding a party. Huo Xiuchi also installed two or three deck chairs and table.

However, the scenery here is lackluster, and even if you come out, you can only face a dry mountain.Huo Xiuchi probably didn't come out to bask in the sun, and all the facilities on the terrace were covered with a thick layer of dust.

There are only three doors in the enclosed space. The middle one is slightly larger and is a double door, and the two next to it are the same size as ordinary bedroom doors.There is a combination lock on each door.

Huo Xiuchi's bedroom door is all locks that can be opened by ordinary keys. With a combination lock here, it must be a place to store valuables, and it is not convenient for outsiders to go in and see.

Guan Che casually tried a password on the door closest to the terrace, six zeros.I thought that if I couldn't open it, I would go downstairs and sit down.

Just as he was about to turn his head to leave, the combination lock suddenly jingled and opened.The heavy mahogany door automatically opened a gap.

Human beings all have a need for cognitive closure, and when faced with uncertain situations, they all have a motivation to seek knowledge.That black opening is like a black box to Guan Che, walk in, secret, or not.

Perhaps with the added courage of Huo Xiuchi's sentence "You can walk around", Guan Che carefully pushed open the small door, touched the wall with his palm, and turned on the light——

A room full of golden trophies filled three shelves.

There are also all kinds of certificates, packed in glass cases.

The floor was covered with a thick carpet, and there was no sound at all when you stepped on it. It was so quiet that the depths of the cochlea were tickling.

Guan Che's breathing became lighter, and he looked at the trophies one by one.The placement of Huo Xiuchi's trophies is not particular, they are basically arranged by year and time.His impression of Huo Xiuchi was that he became famous at the age of 22, and since then there have been countless awards and awards, but in this room, he discovered that Huo Xiuchi had been winning various trophies since he was ten years old.

At the beginning, it was to participate in the national children's recitation competition, and then to learn various talents, and take the grade test all the way... Newcomers and new works, drama competitions in college, and various awards after entering the industry.

Each of them seems to be here, and these honors are not only a testimony to Huo Xiuchi's hard work, but also together become the source of confidence and confidence for Huo Xiuchi today.

Not only that, Guan Che also discovered that the entire third floor is connected.There was a sliding door in this room, and when he opened it, the largest room appeared in front of him.

This is another reading space, with bookcases of different shapes, various books, and many small objects, which are commemorative things he encounters every time he goes out to work. Labels mark dates and events.Among them is a beckoning cat made of white pottery, and the label below is: 2012, Japan, Gotokuji Temple, "Chrysanthemum".

Although there are a lot of things, the space design is very exquisite. People will not feel cramped and suffocating in it, but very leisurely. Walking around in it, there is always an illusion of seeing all the rituals of this person's life.

But he was soon attracted by the spiral cabinet in the southeast corner of the room.

This spiral cabinet stands like a tree trunk in the corner, stretching from floor to ceiling... filled with works by his father and mother.

His parents became famous in the torrent of the 80s and [-]s of the last century.

Huo Tianlei, a legendary mainland director, has contributed a considerable part of literary and artistic films to the Chinese film industry. He single-handedly promoted the rapid development of the 90s film industry and created a group of brilliant and outstanding actors.I just received my Lifetime Achievement Award in film and television the year before last.

Qiu Tanghua, who lives up to his name, Gu Pansheng is as graceful as a begonia, with a branch of red and gorgeous beauty.Starred in three films directed by Huo Tianlei, swept the film industry and won the three Golden Best Actresses for three consecutive years.Because of their work relationship with Huo Tianlei, it has become a good story in the film industry.

Their only son, that is, Huo Xiuchi, has been living in the attention of everyone since he was born.

Guan Che happened to be passionately in love with that era and studied the people of that era.There are also demo tapes and uncut tapes of some of Huo Tianlei's early works, perhaps the only one left in the world.He couldn't move his feet at all.

At the same time, he frowned.

——Huo Xiuchi has never appeared in the same frame with his parents since 2015. It has been 6 years now. The outside world has always said that he is a playboy, and his family has already severed relations with him.

Huo Xiuchi never mentioned the matter of his parents in front of the media or himself.

So—what's the deal with such a complete collection?

Guan Che became more and more curious.

Although these collections are as attractive as the apples of Eden, Guan Che still dare not reach out to touch them, forcing himself to look away.

He walked to a cabinet, and there was a black cardboard box, two palms wide.

There was no cover on it, and a section of sail cloth came out.

And the label written under this box is: 2015, summer, boiling love.

These four words do not have the title of the book, nor do they belong to any of Huo Xiuchi's works.

Could it be... It was a certain love affair of his?

Guan Che's heart was suddenly pinched, the capillaries on his face expanded rapidly, and even his hands trembled slightly.

This is a secret, or a secret he particularly wants to know.

So he stood on tiptoe, ready to see what was in the box.

The one on the face should be a canvas bag with words on it. Guan Che stretched his neck and read out in a low voice: "Zhu, God, God..."

Just as he was touching the glass surface with both hands, he stood on tiptoe higher and wanted to read all the words, Huo Xiuchi's voice suddenly appeared: "What are you looking at?"

Guan Che flinched suddenly, and looked back——

Huo Xiuchi leaned against the wall of the sliding door, looking at him with a half-smile.

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