有罪

To be able to produce a big Lunar New Year movie like "Out of Temperature", if not an honor, at least it is not a small achievement.

But Yan Mingyang felt inexplicably as if he had done something shameful.

Yan Ting's eyes were burning like torches, as if he could see something from Yan Mingyang's dodging expression.

But he didn't ask anything.

"I don't recognize you." Yan Ting put down the poster he was holding calmly, seemingly reasonable, "It's understandable that you are so busy with work."

Yan Mingyang: "..."

"Is this movie good?" Yan Ting rolled up the poster and handed it back to the elder sister.

"That movie was filmed as if we were drunk, and we couldn't quite understand it." The elder sister squinted her eyes, "But it's good enough to be intoxicated."

Yan Mingyang: "..."

When I left my eldest sister's house, it was almost noon.

There are more people on the road at the gate than before, most of them are people who go home from the fields to eat.

The eldest sister stayed Yan Mingyang and Yan Ting for dinner but failed, and insisted on sending them to the entrance of the village.Yan Mingyang was thinking about how to explain to Yan Ting all the way, but he didn't find a chance to speak all the way.

This feeling is very strange, after all, Yan Mingyang has always been known for his talkativeness in work and social situations.

Yan Ting was still chatting with her eldest sister about the local customs and customs, from how many months to plant rice to how to catch fish.Suddenly, the elder sister stopped in her footsteps, as if she saw something that needed to be avoided, she walked around with hatred on her face.

Yan Mingyang glanced forward, and found two people carrying hoes walking towards him, a man and a woman, both bent and very old.

It wasn't just the eldest sister who walked around them, everyone in the village more or less avoided them.In this small village where almost everyone knows each other, isolation and exclusion are presented in a straightforward, almost rude way.

Yan Mingyang knew that these two were the adoptive parents of Suzuki.

"Come here, both of you!" Seeing that Yan Mingyang and Yan Ting did not go around, the eldest sister hurriedly greeted.Excited disgust flashed on her face, and she said in a high-pitched voice, "It's the two of them."

Yan Mingyang has never liked to publicize his own maverick, which is a very costly approach.He walked to the opposite side expressionlessly, and didn't look at the two of them any more.

"Do they know that intoxication is a big star thing now?" Yan Mingyang asked the eldest sister unintentionally.

"I know." When the elder sister mentioned Shen Zui's adoptive parents, she looked disgusted, "There is also that idle person who went to persuade them to find Shen Zui for alimony. But when they mentioned Shen Xiaotu, they met the cat like a mouse." Like, scared to death."

Yan Mingyang responded casually, and he could roughly understand the fear of these perpetrators after suffering retribution.

He glanced at the opposite side, Yan Ting hadn't come over yet.

Across a not-so-wide dirt road, Yan Mingyang saw Yan Ting walking in front of the two of them.He was not surprised at this moment. He seemed to see the admirable father many years ago, the father who believed in the law and treated everyone fairly and equally. This feeling was strange and familiar.

"What happened in the past has already happened." Yan Ting's tone became much more solemn, "In the future, try to be a good person."

Yan Mingyang stood opposite the dirt road, tilting his head thoughtfully.

The eldest sister sent Yan Mingyang and Yan Ting to the entrance of the village.After coming out of the village, there was still a long silence between the two.

"I remember you were pretty good at talking when you were young," Yan Ting took the initiative to say after a long while, "Why do you look like a saw-mouthed gourd now?"

On the way up the mountain, you need to lower your head slightly, Yan Mingyang stared at his feet, pursed his lips, "I thought you would hate them more than others."

Yan Ting smiled lightly, "They are sinners, but they have already been punished by the law."

"Do you still believe in the law?" Yan Mingyang paused, turned around and asked.

The hot tide rushed down from the peak, and Yan Ting's white temples were shaken.His eyes moved slightly, a little cloudy.

He was old indeed; however well he talked, he was old indeed.

"Of course." Yan Ting said.

Yan Mingyang still stared at Yan Ting, as if he didn't get the answer he wanted.

"Ten years ago, when I picked up that knife," Yan Ting said calmly, "I didn't abandon the law, but for justice."

"So I also voluntarily accept legal sanctions, because I did violate the law by overstepping my authority."

"I know, this is something you have never been able to forgive me for." Yan Ting gave Yan Mingyang an indifferent look.

"Tell me that mother's dystocia was an accident." Yan Mingyang's tone trembled slightly.His eyes were open without blinking.

"It's like some movies are graded and only suitable for certain groups of people;" Yan Ting did not shy away from talking about this, "You were a student who was going to take the college entrance examination at the time. Knowing the truth was of no benefit to you at the time, not only could you not help , and destroy yourself."

"But I—" A tear finally fell from Yan Mingyang's reddened eyes, he stopped halfway through his roar, and closed his eyes with an unbearable expression.

But I still did something irreparable.

Because I didn't know the truth at the time.

Yan Mingyang did something bad - at least he thought so.But he was never punished, let alone truly forgiven.He didn't even dare to face the harm he caused to Xiaotu.

Yan Ting stretched out his hand, and pressed Yan Mingyang's shoulder, "Don't persuade those who go, but chase after those who come."

"I apologize for hiding it from you back then, but if it happens again, I can only keep it from you."

Yan Mingyang opened his eyes shallowly, his eyelashes drooping, and his eyes were tired and desolate.

"I'm sorry." He lowered his head and moved his lips, "I'm so cowardly that I haven't seen you for ten years."

Yan Ting smiled, and he patted Yan Mingyang's shoulder again, "It's already a kind of growth in itself for you to come to pick me up. I'm very pleased."

On the way back to Qi City, Yan Mingyang wondered whether to tell Yan Ting everything.

With Yan Ting's broad mind, he should be able to forgive himself.

More importantly, he really couldn't hide it anymore.

Investors don't know their most popular actor - this is not busy, but mentally retarded.

Halfway through the drive, Yan Mingyang's cell phone rang.He didn't answer most of the calls these two days, and after a quick glance, he found that it was Sang Lili.

Sang Lili is a sensible secretary, and she won't call Yan Mingyang if there is nothing urgent.

Yan Mingyang frowned.

"Hey, what's wrong?"

"Boss Yan is not well!" Sang Lili on the other end of the phone spoke urgently, "Ms. Shen passed out from a high fever on the set today!"

"What?!" Yan Mingyang's eyes widened suddenly, he stepped on the brakes, and quickly pulled the car to the road where it could stop, and stopped slowly.

"Teacher Shen just finished filming today, and passed out right away on the set." Sang Lili said in a distressed tone, "The conditions in the place where they filmed are too harsh, so they sent a car to the hospital in a nearby provincial capital urgently."

"What did the hospital say?" Yan Mingyang pressed his beating heart.

"It's mainly a high fever, which hasn't subsided yet." Sang Lili said, "The other is long-term malnutrition, excessive worry, and low blood sugar."

"In short, your body is very weak, so you need to rest well."

"The nearby provincial capital..." Yan Mingyang thought about the specific location where "Zuo Liu" was filmed.

"It's Qishi!" Sang Lili said.

After hanging up the phone.

"Is anyone sick?" Yan Ting asked concerned.

Yan Mingyang: "Uh,"

"It's okay." Yan Ting should have asked casually, "Go and get busy if you have business to do. I'm going to watch a movie at home these few days."

"........."

Yan Ting got off the car at the intersection near her home, and Yan Mingyang drove directly to the hospital.

Shen Zui was lying in a single upscale ward, blushing.

He hasn't woken up yet, and the fever hasn't subsided completely.

"Mr. Yan." Only the assistant, Xiao An, was in the ward.Seeing Yan Mingyang, she quickly stood up.

"You are the only one who came to the film crew?" Yan Mingyang was very dissatisfied.He sat down beside Shen Zui's bed, not daring to hold Shen Zui's little hand.

"The last few scenes of "Zuo Liu" are left, and it is estimated that Director Pei will not be able to come until the filming is finished." Xiao An said.

Yan Mingyang reached out and touched his intoxicated forehead, feeling that he was currently having a moderate fever.

"Why does Chen Zui have a fever?"

Xiao An pursed her lips, "Mr. Shen was drenched in some rain in the scene this morning, and even stepped on the muddy ground with rainwater barefoot."

Yan Mingyang opened his mouth and wanted to scold Pei Yan, but immediately realized that this is how actors film, some things are unavoidable.

Shen Zui lay obediently on the hospital bed, the sheets and quilt cover were all white, making him look more like a poor little rabbit.

For some reason, his lips turned outward slightly, as if he had been wronged.

"I'll stay tonight." Yan Mingyang really wanted to kiss such a little doll, but he still only pinched his hot earlobe, "People with fever usually feel uncomfortable at night."

Intoxicated woke up once in the evening, but was dizzy.

Although he was dizzy, he was quite determined.As soon as he opened his eyes, he vaguely saw Yan Mingyang, and immediately clenched his small fists as if to shake them.

At that time, the doctor was making rounds, and he almost opened his mouth from ear to ear in shock.

Yan Mingyang was very calm, not only did not hide, but even took the initiative to move forward.

It's a pity that Shen Zui is ill, with more energy than energy.

In the end, he only slammed twice weakly, which almost caused the needle in his hand to be pricked again.

No one knows Shen Zui, and everyone in Qi City has more or less heard of Yan's famous business empire.The doctor showed embarrassment in surprise, and immediately made up a good show.

"Where did you just say?" Yan Mingyang seemed ignorant.Seeing that he was intoxicated and fell asleep again, he raised his head and asked the doctor.

"Uh...Mr. Shen," the doctor reorganized his words, "Mr. Shen probably won't be fully awake until tomorrow."

"Tomorrow," Yan Mingyang stretched out his hand, touched his face meaningfully, and nodded, "Oh."

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