Perfect Two

Who has a stronger sixth sense?

After Cheng Xirong woke up from his first nightmare, he also thought about this question.He wasn't sure how long he could keep it a secret, nor when the truth would be discovered.At that time, I was guessing who would be the first to notice.

I thought about my parents, and I also thought about Feng Yi.Later, I thought it might be Fu Zhou.Fu Zhou was an unexpected person. He didn't know when he had contact with him, and he didn't know what he looked like in his eyes.

Then there is no way to avoid it.Usually living together, there will naturally be more flaws.Fu Zhou did ask whether Cheng Xirong could fool him with the excuse of "too many imitations".Anyway, Fu Zhou never mentioned it again.

Later, for a while, Cheng Xirong was very worried that he would talk in his sleep at night.If the behavior is revealed, it is just speculation.If you say it from your own mouth, it will be truly implemented, and there will be no possibility of justification.

Cheng Xirong had been terrified for so long, but Fu Zhou did not respond.Now I'm relaxed, and I feel a little overwhelmed.Anyway, I slept with him, so what if I was seen?Always remember some old love, there won't be any big shocking events, right?

Probably because of... trust.So it will be more at ease.

But this kind of feeling is only for Fu Zhou, not for anyone else, no matter how close the relationship was before.Be it the parents or Uncle Tian, ​​including the current Chen Jingtian, Cheng Xirong couldn't accept that scene after thinking about it.

Cheng Xirong wondered, when did he trust Fu Zhou so much.I was also shocked at where did Chen Jingtian get the affirmation to say such a thing?

Looking at Chen Jingtian's expression, it didn't look like he was joking at all, nor was he probing.He was very sure and directly gave such a conclusion.He decided that he was himself,

Cheng Xirong was stunned for a few seconds, and it felt like a long, long time had passed.Fortunately, Chen Jingtian was silent for a long time before opening his mouth, which did not seem abrupt to Cheng Xirong.

"Yes, I am him."

Chen Jingtian: "..."

Cheng Xirong shrugged: "You can think of it this way. You don't have to wonder how similar I am to him, what habits are the same, and how much the drama overlaps. I am him, and everything about him is mine. , is what I am now."

Chen Jingtian was silent, obviously a little dazed by what Cheng Xirong said, so he was shaken first.In fact, to be honest, he didn't necessarily want to hear any answers.It was just a guess in my heart, an idea flashed in my mind, and then I came to question it.

He probably just wants to hear a rebuttal, and hopes that the next conversation will be justification and questioning, so that he can continue.However, Cheng Xirong admitted unexpectedly, and he never thought it would be like this, and he didn't know how to deal with it at all.

The two looked at each other for a long time before Chen Jing asked, "What did he tell you before he left?"

Cheng Xirong: "No. He left suddenly, how could he remember to leave a last word? He didn't even know that he would encounter an accident."

Chen Jingtian nodded: "Yes. It was so sudden that no one thought of it."

Then the two looked at each other for a long time.This time there was really nothing to say, Chen Jingtian let out a breath: "You go out. I will stay for a while."

Cheng Xirong stood up and kept his composure all the way to the door.After leaving the dressing room, Cheng Xirong secretly heaved a sigh of relief, realizing that the hairs on his body hadn't fallen down yet.Chen Jingtian felt something was wrong because he was playing against himself.But when he asked the last words, it meant that he had dispelled his previous guess.

It is true, who would believe in the resurrection of the dead?

It happened that the scene was being set up outside, Su Minglin saw Cheng Xirong coming out, and quickly followed him: "Are you all right?"

"No." Cheng Xirong found his script, "Where did it get filmed?"

Su Minglin looked at him suspiciously: "It's really nothing?"

Cheng Xirong patiently explained: "He played against me and thought my way of acting was a bit strange, so he asked me to ask."

"What's weird?"

Cheng Xirong looked back: "Do you think there is a problem?"

Su Minglin shook his head.

"Then why do you ask so many questions? He thinks I have a problem, and that's his problem, and it has nothing to do with me. It has nothing to do with you."

Su Minglin: "..."

Cheng Xirong took the script to touch up the makeup, and before he left, he turned around and told Su Minglin: "There are still a few scenes to shoot quickly. Wait for Fu Zhou to pick me up, and he will be embarrassed if he waits."

Su Minglin looked resentful: "You also know? Then can you not bring him over next time? It will affect morale, okay?"

As a result, Fu Zhou got stuck because of something, Cheng Xirong and Su Minglin took the bus back together, and had a meal of oil dish hot pot on the way.Su Minglin didn't stop him from eating chili, and ordered two more plates of fat lamb, more than half of which went into Cheng Xirong's stomach.From the hotpot restaurant to the community, Cheng Xirong's mouth was blistered.

Su Minglin came here to drink tea, looked at Cheng Xirong's mouth with a speechless expression: "Are you too vain?"

"Fuck off! Do you know how long I've been on a bland diet?"

Su Minglin pointed to his mouth: "Then what should we do now?"

"What should I do? It doesn't affect tomorrow's filming. I'm just playing a patient!"

"No...I mean, how should I explain to Senior Brother..."

Then Su Minglin experienced Cheng Xirong's machine-gun attack, and regretted what he said.Let Su Minglin think about it for himself, and he also finds it quite strange.The little boss is a person with a strong personality. No matter what he looks like, when he is with him, he is mostly in charge.But once he gets involved with senior brother, he is like a teenager.

Not strong, not in control.Occasionally act like a spoiled child.

But he didn't realize it himself, and he didn't want to admit it.

Su Minglin hugged his head and went to the bathroom to take a shower. When he came out, he saw the little boss was squeezing the bubbles from his mouth in front of the TV.A shadow appeared on the dark screen, but he couldn't grasp it for himself, and his whole mouth was pinched red.

Su Minglin shook the water droplets on his head and moved over: "Don't mess with it! It's infected and left scars! Hands up, have you washed your hands?"

Cheng Xirong covered his mouth with a facial tissue and said vaguely, "I forgot... there is alcohol and erythromycin."

The two of them got together under the lamp, and Su Minglin dipped a cotton swab with erythromycin and applied it to him.Halfway through the painting, the door opened. Fu Zhou pulled out the key and walked inside.

Su Minglin: "..."

Fu Zhou stopped at the door and looked at the two people in the living room: "What... are you doing?"

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