The vengeful tyrant always spoils me [entertainment circle]

Nie Huanlin knew that Meng Jingyan was worried that Ye Jintian's video would be exposed, and he didn't like his soft-heartedness, but the proprietress cast her curious eyes over him, so he obediently took Meng Jingyan's phone, and waited for a while before raising his head :"alright."

Seeing that the faces of the two people are not very good, the proprietress hurriedly eased the atmosphere: "This is a mess... buy a new one if you lose it, don't delay the meal, the wine is probably a little cold, I will bring you a warmer. "

Nie Huanlin watched the proprietress leave, and asked Meng Jingyan softly, "I lost my phone, brother, don't worry. Are you worried about that bastard Ye Jintian?"

Meng Jingyan glared at the white-eyed wolf: "What if your personal information is exposed? You don't know how good those paparazzi are at digging. If they tell you, Ye Jintian's group of brains/residual fans will fight you desperately." .” As if trying to convince Nie Huanlin, he opened Weibo.

Ye Jintian’s personal topics are all about his Reuters today. There is a photo taken in the evening when he is being helped into the car by an assistant with one arm hanging. The comments below are full of cold and warm comments, as if that person/scumbag really knows how to read Same.

The studio gave an official reply about half an hour ago, to the effect that Tim Ye was slightly injured during today's filming, fans please don't worry.

Ye Jintian himself reposted it, with the accompanying text "It's already much better, and tomorrow I will give you a full-fledged Jintian Oppa! [Picture]" I don't know if it's fake or real. In the following photo, his face is pale and haggard , it does look a little morbid.

Now the fans were in a collective climax, some from the producers, some from Fei Xia, questioning how they squeezed the actors, and some tearfully recorded a small video praising Tim Yeh's respect and dedication: "... ...Ouba is injured like this, you should rest more, we look forward to your works, but we hope you will be healthy and have the courage to resist those vampires!!!”

Meng Jingyan sighed, and locked the phone screen: "I hope that your phone will not be cracked by someone, really, I don't want you to do such dirty things."

Nie Huanlin poured him a glass of wine: "Brother, I just hope that you won't always be so soft-hearted. It's the same for me, and it's the same for Ye Jintian."

Meng Jingyan understood what he said, don't be soft-hearted to Ye Jintian, but she didn't understand what he said, don't be soft-hearted to herself.He took the wine from Nie Huanlin and swallowed it down his throat.

The temperature in the plastic shed was not much higher than outside, but the wine was heart-burning and burned all the way down the throat. Meng Jingyan continued the first half of Nie Huanlin's sentence and said: "It's not that I'm soft-hearted towards Ye Jintian, it's just that I don’t think it’s to the point of tearing the skin apart.”

Nie Huanlin followed him for a drink, and refilled their glasses by half: "Excessive tolerance is soft-hearted. You always feel that the enemy has not gone too far, as if you really have a bottom line. But if the enemy The damage you brought made you unable to fight back? I admit that I can't see you suffering a little bit, and I can restrain myself at your request, but I hope you can at least take the initiative to defend instead of just being patient."

Meng Jingyan understood that what he said was right, and he also knew that there was actually a kind of stubbornness hidden under his indifference, as if ignoring the enemy's harm and showing a high posture, even if he could vomit blood with his last mouth, he would not Show anger or pain.

He was silent, he licked the fried liver twice, and drank the wine again.

Nie Huanlin didn't try to persuade him, but just filled his wine glass: "Brother, there are actually many things, you don't have to carry them alone."

Meng Jingyan smiled softly, revealing a sense of helplessness: "It's indeed my problem. I became self-reliant earlier, and I don't have the habit of sharing it with others."

Nie Huanlin could tell that this was a refusal, but he knew very well that Meng Jingyan couldn't just let Meng Jingyan face things like this and spoil the easing atmosphere just now: "Is it because of the family?"

When Meng Jingyan heard those two words, the hand holding the wine glass trembled slightly.

Nie Huanlin pressed him step by step: "There is still a special person who makes you so proud?" He was sure that Meng Jingyan had long since forgotten himself, and he wanted to imply that Meng Jingyan remembered his mother.

It's just that another person appeared in Meng Jingyan's heart. He suddenly felt that the spirit in the glass was tasteless, and he stood up and wanted to leave directly, but Nie Huanlin grabbed him: "Do you want to escape again?"

"I want to go home." Meng Jingyan avoided Nie Huanlin's gaze and turned to the door.

"It's still about this special person, I hope you will take your weakness as pride." Nie Huanlin pulled him, his voice softened: "Brother, you are in my heart..."

"Who are you to me?" Meng Jingyan felt that the wine he just drank suddenly rushed to the top of his head, even though he knew that Nie Huanlin was doing it for his own good, even though he knew that the hurtful things he said now were just for fun. I am happy for a while, and I don't want the rotten flesh in my heart to be gouged out.

Relying on the few glasses of wine he had just served, he was almost speechless: "We each have our own lives, it's fine if you want to live in my house, but please don't meddle in my affairs."

Hearing these words, Nie Huanlin was not in a hurry, and looked at Meng Jingyan calmly: "Then tell me that you don't have feelings for me, that you don't like me staying by your side."

Meng Jingyan didn't want to say it, but he insisted on worrying about unnecessary things, so he said with a straight neck, "It's up to you." After speaking, his eyes felt a little hot.

Nie Huanlin sighed softly, stood up and carefully wrapped the stiff Meng Jingyan into his arms, and patted his back lightly: "Although I won't leave no matter what you say, but I told you not to be soft-hearted to me, and I didn't tell you to say things against your will."

The fresh sweet orange scent slowly enveloped him, and Meng Jingyan's hand involuntarily grabbed Nie Huanlin's back.

He felt that something was slowly getting out of control. Nie Huanlin uncovered his scars, and the suppressed emotions seemed to have found a breakthrough, rushing out.

Nie Huanlin patiently comforted Meng Jingyan in his arms: "I told you not to be soft-hearted to the enemy, I want you to believe in yourself. And what I said, don't be soft-hearted to me, is to ask you to trust me."

The last string of tension in Meng Jingyan's heart was also broken, and his voice was almost inaudible: "I'm afraid that I will drag you down."

His voice was so soft, but it was like a confession that mustered up courage.

At this time, someone lifted the curtain and walked in. Seeing the two hugging each other, he let out a low voice, "Hey!"

Meng Jingyan was startled, and suddenly pushed Nie Huanlin away.

Nie Huanlin did not let go, and asked him with his head down, his voice a little hoarse: "Then can I have a chance? I hope you can stop telling others that I am your brother."

Hearing what he said, Meng Jingyan stopped struggling and lowered her voice, almost like a mosquito humming, but she was a little less depressed than before: "You don't look like my younger brother...you manage better than anyone else. Wide, teach me a set of things..."

Nie Huanlin chuckled softly in his ear, as warm and melodious as a bass instrument: "Brother."

This sound made half of Meng Jingyan's body go numb, and hurriedly pushed Nie Huanlin away, covering up and sitting back on the seat: "Isn't it wrong to be a younger brother? Why are you yelling again?"

Nie Huanlin sat down next to him, and asked with some reluctance: "Then what am I?"

Meng Jingyan messed up a bowl of fried liver tips, almost buried her face in the bowl: "...boyfriend."

Seeing that his face was blushing, Nie Huanlin took the wine glass away from him: "Then can you tell your boyfriend what's on your mind?"

But Meng Jingyan filled his wine glass back, drank another full glass, and didn't speak for a long time.

Nie Huanlin didn't stop him at all, but instead asked him to fill up a cup for him.

I don't know if it was because of the effect of alcohol, but Meng Jingyan felt that many concerns had left him, making him feel that since he had established a relationship with Nie Huanlin, there was no need to hide some things, and he should be with him. explain clearly.

Meng Jingyan drank a few more glasses and solemnly put down his chopsticks: "Huan Lin, how much do you know about me?"

Nie Huanlin considered it for a while: "Maybe a little more than you imagined."

Of course, Meng Jingyan couldn't imagine how big this "a little more" is, and thought that what Nie Huanlin was talking about was the degree of fit, so he curled his lips and smiled: "Do you know why I want to be an actor?"

Nie Huanlin really didn't know, and shook his head silently.

"Part of it is because my mother had the opportunity to be a very good actress when she was alive, but she didn't get it, and I think a large part of the responsibility for that is on my father. So as an adult, I know that the older I am, the better I am. Like my mother, so I wanted to see if he felt any guilt towards my mother, but he didn't, he just didn't.

Another part of the reason was that I wanted to escape completely from that family, which seemed to be harmonious on the surface, but had long since fallen apart. "Meng Jingyan's eyes drooped slightly, looking at the light reflected in the wine glass.

He took a light breath: "I admit that you are weak, because for too many years I have been trying to avoid the fact that 'I am really powerless', and I have to pretend that it doesn't exist. Looking back now, it is indeed true. Ridiculous and unnecessary."

Nie Huanlin pulled his cold hands over to warm them: "Self-protection is not ridiculous."

Nie Huanlin's hands were bigger than Meng Jingyan's, dry and warm, wrapping him completely in the center, giving him a sense of being protected.

"It's probably like this." Meng Jingyan tried to smile: "I will try my best to correct the problem you mentioned, but it may not be fast enough."

Nie Huanlin gently stroked his hand with his thumb: "It's okay, I'll change it with you."

Meng Jingyan thought about what else he had to explain, and lowered his voice again: "Although I have lost a large debt now, the house is only temporarily placed here for me to keep. I don't have a house or a car. Well... basically no money, but I will work hard to earn."

Nie Huanlin looked at Meng Jingyan's serious expression, and suddenly couldn't help laughing: "Then brother must work hard to make money, otherwise how will he support his family?"

Suddenly realizing that Nie Huanlin was actually laughing at himself at such a time, Meng Jingyan's wine became a little more upbeat: "I think it's better for you to be a younger brother."

Nie Huanlin could see that his alcohol-induced excitement was almost over, so he asked him softly, "Do you want to go home?"

Meng Jingyan was really overwhelmed by the ups and downs of mood all night, she squinted her eyes and nodded: "I'm a little sleepy."

Nie Huanlin put on the mask and the hat on his coat for him, and picked him up from the seat.

Meng Jingyan put her arms around his shoulders, only to realize that she was very used to this action.In this warm and firm embrace, a deep tiredness rolled up, and Meng Jingyan didn't even feel the coldness of the winter night.