Temporary cohabitation

Cheng Zhi suffered a cardiac arrest.

The texture of the slime is different from that of ordinary water droplets, and he can tell at a glance that this is a picture that slipped through the net.For a while, the brain was running rapidly, but his mouth was stammering, and his face was unreasonably red, "Because... that is, because it is, it is a flower. So it is normal to have dew, that is, it looks very lively."

The truth is this.It can be seen that the light is when the sun has not yet set, Ren Mingyao seems to understand, "Is there still dew in the evening?"

"...Maybe it's just after watering the flowers, anyway, I say it is!"

He had a rare and tough tone, and before Ren Mingyao recalled it, he quickly swiped away the picture, "Just look good, you don't understand painting."

Ren Mingyao let him take control of the phone, and a faint hairpin appeared in his vision, "Okay, okay, now exchange, I also want to read your Weibo."

He almost fell on Ren Mingyao's lap, and reached out to hug Cheng Xiaojun over one person, "Come on, Xiaojun, let's see what interesting things are on Uncle Ren's Weibo."

What can children understand?

It seems that I want to see it but I am too embarrassed, so I hugged it together to give myself some confidence.

Ren Mingyao realized.

He doesn't understand painting, but he feels sincerely gratified that he can figure out such mental progress in a short period of time.

The next second he realized, he asked again without hesitation, "Why are you so shy?"

"..."

Cheng Shi retorted subconsciously: "I have nothing to be shy about."

"Blushed."

Ren Mingyao clamped his cheek flesh with two fingers, and squeezed out a small lump with a little force.It looks very thin, but it still has meat.

"I've always had this skin type, so it's easy to turn red." Cheng Shi hugged the child and held the phone, unable to free his hand, so he shook his head in disgust and broke free, "Aren't you shy? It's just... hot."

Cheng Xiaojun also shook his head in his arms, babbling some incomprehensible baby language.The little meaty hand slapped the screen, as if urging him to hurry up.

"Okay, now." This is what the child wants to see.He confidently entered Ren Mingyao's Weibo, and his nickname was "Screenwriter Ren Mingyao", as simple and straightforward as he is.

This is the account he registered with the dormitory when he was in college. He followed some colleagues and friends. He usually brushes it up when he is bored. Apart from helping to promote new dramas at work, he rarely posts daily records of his private life. The state is pitifully monotonous.

On Weibo, there was a photo of him reposting comments with his friends. Cheng Shi zoomed in and looked at it a few more times. It was probably the crew's wrap-up meal. There were actually two or three starlets in the group who were familiar to him.

But there is no aura of beauty in the prosperous age as imagined to hang passers-by. The original camera lens treats everyone equally, and standing next to Ren Mingyao is not very outstanding.

Turning forward, we will soon be in college.In the spring and summer of the year of graduation, Taoyuan Road in the university was the most beautiful time, with colorful falling flowers and peach branches clustered like pink clouds.Ren Mingyao also took two pictures and posted them on Weibo without accompanying text.

Cheng Shi didn't dare to look at it, and slid up indiscriminately, and said casually, "You don't post much on Weibo, so how come you have so many fans? Tens of thousands."

"Maybe it's based on face."

"..."

"They said so."

Cheng Shi chuckled.

With such a serious tone, it's hard to say that he is narcissistic.

Indeed, standing with those starlets, his aura was not inferior.Not only the face, celebrities often go on a diet deliberately for the sake of being on camera. It looks harmonious on the big screen, but in reality they will look pitifully thin.

Ren Mingyao was just... tall and big, he stood there firmly, with a cold expression, even more eye-catching than the starlet next to him.

Writing scripts is physical work, and he goes to the gym downstairs three or four days a week.Thinking of him wandering around in the living room with no clothes on after taking a shower in the morning, Cheng Shi's cheeks felt hot again.

He was in his own home, of course he came as he felt comfortable.After living together temporarily, wearing clothes at ordinary times can be regarded as paying attention to the influence, maybe when living alone...

I can't think about it anymore, because if I think about it again, I won't pass the trial.

Cheng Shi had some indescribable hallucinations in his mind, and when he clicked on the comments on the Weibo of the group photo, many fans were fantasizing about the same picture as him.

He raised his head and glanced at Ren Mingyao's reaction, and found that this guy didn't respond at all, and his expressionless face seemed to say, "I know I'm handsome, so it's normal for them to be greedy for me."

Upright and shameless.It blends strangely and harmoniously on him.

Cheng Shi wanted to laugh more and coughed lightly, "When you were working in the film crew, did you often see celebrities?"

He saw that occasionally Ren Mingyao would interact with some actors who could be named to promote a new drama together, which seemed to be a little friendship, "It's amazing, I suddenly feel that they are not so far away."

"It's just colleagues at work."

Ren Mingyao doesn't chase stars, so after working together, he can meet one or two people who are in a bad temper, and they occasionally ask for a drink together in private.Hearing him say this, I asked a few more words, "Do you have a favorite star?"

The circle is so big, it can be regarded as "friends of friends", and it is not difficult to make a phone call and ask for an autograph.

Cheng Zhi's eyes lit up when he heard this, showing admiration, "Yes."

He mentioned the names of two female celebrities, and he has liked them for a long time since he was in school. He also called rainbow farts such as "Sister is so sassy, ​​sister is so A" on Weibo, "The queen's temperament of doing things in her own way, Very charming."

"..."

Ren Mingyao was silent for a moment, he stared at his vanity swelling with shining eyes, nodded and said, "I'll ask you later."

He also knew those two people.But those are two veteran female singers, not acting.Still superstar level.

He also overestimated his social circle.

"Okay." Cheng Shi didn't doubt that he had it, and returned the phone contentedly, "I've finished reading it so quickly, and I'm still thinking about finding something interesting."

"Not as rich as you."

"..."

Ren Mingyao still felt something was wrong—although he didn't know what went wrong, but he decided to study the paintings on his Weibo again when he was fine.

Fortunately, Cheng Shi was on the next level, so he decided to check Weibo again later, and deal with all the fish that slipped through the net.

"Yesterday...you were not surprised when you met fans at the comic exhibition." Cheng Shi said.

He actually wanted to ask yesterday, but he was completely embarrassed by his inexplicable crying to unconsciousness after returning home, and now he remembered the topic easily.

"It's the first time I've seen live fans, and I have the illusion that I'm really great."

He was too embarrassed to look at Ren Mingyao's expression, for fear of being found out for his little pride and show off.As if he had just achieved good results, he couldn't help but want a compliment.I know I'm naive, but I just can't help it.

Ren Mingyao said in a reasonable tone, "Why do you say it's an illusion? Isn't that what it should be."

It seems to say, in my heart, you are so powerful.

Cheng Shi was stunned for a moment, lowered his head and pursed his lips, and smiled involuntarily.

For him, this is already the best compliment.

**

Ren Mingyao really thinks that he deserves to be liked by fans like that.

He saw that Cheng knew how to draw late into the night after putting the child to bed.When I go back to my hometown and work overtime in advance, I have to update it on time. The room is full of reference books and material books, and the wear and tear of the drawing board can be seen with the naked eye.Even if there is no talent, it is worth a reward from heaven.

Not to mention that he was already drawing by himself when he was in high school.Ren Mingyao remembered that he still left some draft paper with his early "black history" on it. It should be very interesting to take it out now, but he just got up and wanted to look for it, but he stopped him.

"What happened to your leg?"

Cheng Shi frowned slightly, "Where did you hit?"

The shorts he was wearing only covered his knees, and there was a bruise on the exposed calf bone. He had just touched it the night before, and now the bruises were spreading, which looked very eye-catching.

Why did I only see it now.Cheng Shi put the child in his arms on the sofa and continued to play with toys, and pulled him casually, "Sit down first."

Today's ice packs have been used to their full potential, and I used cold compresses on my eyes in the morning, and now it's his turn to apply them again.Cheng Shi came back with the ice pack, squatted down without thinking much, pressed on his leg, and couldn't help muttering, "Why are you so careless."

I just knew that he couldn't see anything at night, so I don't need to ask how the bruise came about. "Since it's inconvenient, you should pay attention to it in daily life. It's better to change a voice-activated light in the living room so that it can be turned on at any time at night, which is safer. .”

Ren Mingyao looked down at him squatting beside his lap and chattering, and responded casually.I never thought about it, and I was too lazy to pay attention to such trivial details of life.

He was not bothered by the nagging and did not interrupt him, so it was even harder for Cheng Shi to detect it, and he kept on saying, "And I read in the information that you need to add more vitamin A. Let me fry a carrot for you for lunch today. Vitamin A in animal liver The content of A is the highest, but you don't like to eat offal...you need to add more custard in the future."

Ren Mingyao listened for a while before asking, "When did you watch it?"

Cheng Zhi paused, and said awkwardly, "It's just... I just watched it when I woke up."

Ren Mingyao hummed in a low voice and said nothing.

That's who he is.When a friend comes to the house as a guest, he will prepare her favorite snacks a few days in advance, cook according to her taste, and when he goes to the comic exhibition, he will remind her that the headdress is loose and help her tidy up the skirt.

He is naturally gentle and considerate, and takes care of his friends with all his heart.Even if it's the little thing beside him who doesn't love his mother and doesn't care for him, he is willing to take on an immature life even though he has no obligation to take care of it.

Then what would it be like if he liked someone?

Will it be treated more specially than these?

Cheng Shi removed the ice pack, blew on it gently, and seemed to treat him the same way he treated Cheng Xiaojun, "Does it hurt?"

Ren Mingyao said in a lonely tone, "It hurts."

"……what."

Cheng Zhiyu was speechless for a moment.

He thought Ren Mingyao would say it didn't hurt, no matter how he thought about it, he was not a delicate person.The bruise looked shocking, but it was actually just a small-scale broken capillary. Normally, it would be fine after two days of cold compress and hot compress. It should not be a serious injury.

So what went wrong?He raised his head to see Ren Mingyao's expression now, but suddenly saw something else.

Ren Mingyao is sitting with his feet apart. The angle he is squatting at now is a bit strange. When he looks up, he can see his...

"Burn a chicken drumstick for lunch for you to make up for? What to eat, I'll order a delivery from the supermarket first. You take the cold compress yourself."

This ice pack is hot.Cheng Shi stood up abruptly, turned around in a hurry, his ears burned, "sit still if it hurts. I'll call you later after lunch."

"Row."

The person slipped away suddenly.Ren Mingyao pressed the button for a while on his own, but soon lost his patience, put the ice pack aside, picked up the phone, and efficiently asked friends who had a lot of contacts.

He asked the singer Cheng Shi liked if he had an interview trip in Maohua recently, and wanted to connect him to meet his idol, or get two concert tickets.

Unexpectedly, the other party didn't answer the business, but asked back in a leisurely manner.

[Really, your buddy likes her? 】

[Um, what's wrong? 】

[He said that he likes the temperament of a queen who likes others to do things in her own way]

【…】

[It's nothing, I just think of her famous law of male fans]

Ren Mingyao typed without knowing why.

[What law? 】

【You don’t even know this, I remember it’s all gone viral】

【Male fans who like her are generally not very straight】

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