Top actor: kidnap a fox and go home to pet

Cheng Shu went out and chose a low-key Da Ben, no one in the traffic knew that Cheng Daying was in the driver's seat.

He has developed a habit without knowing it.

But whenever you go out with Jiang Younian, you can't drive an eye-catching car, for fear that the paparazzi will recognize him and follow him to take pictures.

Jiang Younian is an amateur, and his appearance cannot be exposed. If it is serious, it will affect his life.

There are four hours left before the appointment.

Cheng Shu rushed to find a stylist to cut his hair, and dyed it an inconspicuous dark brown by the way.

Jeffrey used a whole bottle of setting water to give him several haircuts before he nodded in satisfaction.

Cheng Shu still likes to comb his hair back, so that every corner of his face that was carefully carved from his mother's womb can be exposed.

However, he probably has to wear a mask and sunglasses today, no matter how good-looking he is, he has no chance to show off.

Jeffrey saw that Cheng Shu didn't bring his assistant, and his manager didn't come with him. He guessed that he didn't have any activities today, and guessed that he might have a private schedule.

Jeffrey's shoulders and hips were not in a vertical line, and his body was twisted into a S shape than a woman's. He raised his orchid finger and said, "What? Teacher Cheng is going on a date?"

Cheng Shu concentrated on looking at himself in the mirror, occasionally fiddled with the styled hair, and replied without emotion: "Go to the exhibition."

After finishing speaking, he looked at the time on his watch, it was time to leave.

"Oh...going with your girlfriend?" Jeffrey was still on the topic of "dating", as if he would not give up until Cheng Shu answered that he was indeed going on a date.

Cheng Shu glanced at him, his pupils were slightly dimmed: "It's just a friend."

"Hmm." Jeffrey smiled, patted Cheng Shu on the shoulder, said cheers inexplicably, then turned and left.

Because the time for viewing the exhibition is set relatively early, admission is at 01:30 in the afternoon.

Jiang Younian went to work in the morning and asked for leave in the afternoon.

Cheng Shu proposed that he could pick him up from get off work when he had time, and then we had lunch together before going to the exhibition.

So Cheng Shu went to the funeral home to wait for Jiang Younian for the second time.

The difference from the first time is that today's temperature is much, much colder. He didn't come to thank good people and good deeds. The car is not the bright red that wards off evil spirits last time, but a low-key black.

The same as the first time, he was also waiting, with high music playing in the car, and one leg was shaking slightly.

But the psychological burden is not as serious as the first time, and I can even treat this place with a normal heart.

Or maybe the jade bead bracelet on his wrist gave him a sense of security invisibly.

Thinking of the people working inside, this is a public institution anyway, or a civil servant with a establishment, maybe they still look down on opera actors.

The last time Cheng Shu came here was around four o'clock in the afternoon, and this time it was around noon.

I don't know if the funeral home at noon is more lively than in the afternoon, or if there are more people who died today.

Funeral songs are played one after another, and sometimes two or three are overlapped together, accompanied by the cries of family members.

The sound almost resounded through the entire mountain.

The scene inside is sure to be very lively.

But in this minus-degree Celsius weather, when the bones of burned people cool down relatively quickly, the combination of these sounds is the most desolate in the world.

It seemed that it was about the time Jiang Younian agreed to leave work.

Cheng Shu turned his head to look at the door, except for a hearse entering, no one was seen coming out.

At this time, someone knocked on the driver's window from the outside, Cheng Shu was so frightened that he suddenly turned his head to look, only to be startled by Xiao.

The old man here really likes to knock on the car window to scare people.

Cheng Shu found that the person standing outside was an old man. He was wearing the overalls of the funeral parlor, so he should be a staff member inside.

He rolled down the car window and saw that the old man looked familiar, and he quickly remembered that it was the old man who was the doorman last time.

"Young man, I see that you have been here for a long time. What's the matter? If you have nothing to do, don't stay too long, it will be bad luck." The uncle asked.

Cheng Shu touched the jade beads on his left wrist: "I'll wait for someone."

He was the only one waiting in front of the funeral parlor.

If the media people know, it is guaranteed to be written that he is waiting for a ghost.

"Waiting for someone? Is there anyone here to wait for?" The uncle's voice was getting louder, and he looked at him as if he was watching something strange.

The uncle was suddenly surprised, feeling that this person seemed familiar, and kept pointing his fingers.

Although Cheng Shu's face was covered tightly, the old man recognized his serious appearance.

The uncle blurted out: "I remember, you have been here before, and you are here again to thank the good people and good deeds?"

Cheng Shu neither said yes nor said no.

Let the uncle think that he has acquiesced.

"It's Xiao Jiang who has done a good job for you again, he is..." The uncle gave a thumbs up and praised, "It's so good that there is nothing to say, young people nowadays really can't find a second one like him." A person who is willing to help others, I accidentally fell down a while ago, he took me to the hospital without saying a word, and paid for the examination for me, and I will give back the money later.”

The uncle opened the chatterbox, couldn't hold back his mouth, and continued to say, regardless of whether the other party wanted to listen, "Last time a colleague in the cremation room accidentally suffered a work-related injury. He helped him run around and quickly applied for compensation for him. Jin Xia, such a good person has no girlfriend, and is always alone, if I have a daughter, I must marry him and make him my son-in-law, don’t you think so?”

Cheng Shu listened carefully to what the uncle said.

I don't like the last two sentences, but I agree with the uncle and say yes.

During the conversation, someone came out from the gate of the funeral home.

Cheng Shu locked on to the person almost instantly and waved to him from the car.

Jiang Younian is dressed very casually today, with long hair tied in a low ponytail with a headband.

The headband seemed to match today's sliver of sunshine, it was light yellow, a girlish color was used on his hair but it didn't look feminine at all.

Seeing that the sun is out today, Jiang Younian is only wearing a sweater and a dark blue woolen coat, and a thin scarf wrapped around his neck. He has one hand in his pocket and the other a shopping bag. Cheng Shu probably borrowed it from him. scarf.

He trotted towards Cheng Shu's car, breathing white mist, and asked the doorman next to the car, "Uncle Zhong, what are you talking about?"

Only then did Cheng Shu know that the guard's name was Uncle Zhong.

Uncle Zhong waved his hand: "It's okay, I saw that he had been waiting here for a long time, so I came over to ask. It turned out that he was the young man who was waiting for you to come out last time to thank the good people and good deeds. Are you off work?"

Jiang Younian nodded: "Yes, I'm on vacation in the afternoon."

"Oh... so the young man came to pick you up? You two have become good friends, which is rare. Xiao Jiang should make more friends." Uncle Zhong showed his old father a gratified smile.

There were several cars in the distance on the mountain road preparing to arrive at the entrance of the funeral parlor. Jiang Younian said to Uncle Zhong: "Uncle Zhong, there is a car coming. Go back and do your work. I'm leaving first."

After that, he opened the co-pilot's door and sat in.

The uncle took two steps back: "Okay, Xiao Jiang, go slowly, ah, King Yama is really busy today."

He took two steps, then turned back and said, "By the way, young man, your car is black, hiss... not good, if you have the conditions, make it red next time, red to ward off evil spirits, my little electric donkey is red, okay Made it."

The uncle left after speaking, his eyes were full of dissatisfaction with Cheng Shu's car.

Cheng Shu laughed when he heard the words: "You guys here are really funny. Last time an old man saw the red car I was driving and said it was ugly. This old man said he wanted to drive a red car. It seems that next time I will get a red and black car. Here comes the car."

Jiang Younian put the shopping bag containing Cheng Shu's scarf in the back seat, and fastened his seat belt: "Don't be superstitious, the color of the car doesn't matter."

Cheng Shu: "You're right."

Jiang Younian rephrased, "But red is indeed more festive."

Cheng Shu stared at him, with a suddenly realized expression: "Understood."

I don't know what he understood.

Cheng Shu started the car, stepped on the accelerator, and the car slowly went down the winding mountain road to the city.

Look back to see which car is good-looking and practical, and order a bright red one, inside and out.