please love me please

"My lord, please stop"

"What's the girl's order?"

"Can you tell me the name of the little girl?"

"I'm sorry girl, there's already someone at home, I'm sorry"

"Crack, next one!"

Fan Yujie finally breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately it was over once, just turned around to go to a rest meeting, saw Tan Zhongyu's back from a distance, thought he had misread, rubbed his eyes to make sure he was right, and ran over immediately.

"Yu'er?"

"..." Tan Zhongyu's back froze for a moment, then slowly turned around. He actually saw Fan Yujie playing with someone else just now, and he couldn't talk about progress.

"It's really you?" Fan Yujie walked up excitedly and carefully looked at every inch of his skin, "Why did you lose so much weight? Did you not eat well?"

"Does it have something to do with you?" Tan Zhongyu bypassed him and was about to leave.

"It's related, it's getting bigger." Fan Yujie smiled and left behind Tan Zhongyu.

Zhao Jingchen had a great influence on Fan Yujie, not only changed his character, but also helped him change his whole life, so it is very important to have this good teacher on the road of life.

"Yu'er, did you see me just now? Have your acting skills improved?"

"no"

"Then do you think my temperament has changed?" Fan Yujie was not annoyed, and continued to ask.

"no"

"...Then what do you want to eat? I'll take you to eat. This shooting base is an ancient city, and there are many delicious foods."

"You're not filming anymore?" Tan Zhongyu raised his head and asked.

"Shoot, I'll ask for leave to accompany you." Fan Yujie wet the rag and wiped his face.

"The mud can't support the wall." Tan Zhongyu glared at him, and stopped talking to him.

"Holding up the wall." Fan Yujie wiped it carelessly, and stood opposite Tan Zhongyu, "You can test me, this is a script, you can randomly check a line, Jing Chen's lines are fine"

"Who can memorize lines?" Tan Zhongyu took the script and looked at it. Fan Yujie played a supporting role in one of the stories. Both parents died.

The story of being brought back by the enemy to become a killer.

"..." Tan Zhongyu complained in his heart, what the hell is this plot, suddenly the phone rang, and he glanced at the incoming call, his face suddenly changed and quickly returned to normal.

"Hey"

"Where are you? Didn't you agree to go to the movies together today? How do you let me go?"

"Go by yourself, I have something to do today, I'll go back in two days" Tan Zhongyu got up and changed places to answer the phone.

Fan Yujie's eyes were full of disappointment. He just saw the caller ID that said baby, and the voice on the other end of the phone was clearly a man's coquettish voice, so he still found someone else.

After Tan Zhongyu answered the phone, he felt a little angry in his heart. He didn't want Fan Yujie to know that he had found someone else. For some reason, when he saw Fan Yujie's disappointed eyes, he was inexplicably irritable.

"Yu'er, I... can I ask you a question?" Fan Yujie recovered his expression, walked over and asked.

"Say"

"Is there someone around you already?"

"Um"

Fan Yujie felt a severe pain in his heart, forced a smile and said, "Then if you are not suitable with him, can you wait for me? I will try my best to keep up with your footsteps, try to become what you like, and wait at most I have a year, okay?"

Fan Yujie said that the last words had turned into prayers, but in fact he also wanted to pray to Tan Zhongyu, and wait for him for a year.

"Why should I waste time on you?" Tan Zhongyu left the door without saying a word.

Fan Yujie's eyes turned red instantly, "Because I love you very much, I don't want you to be with someone else"

Tan Zhongyu went out and found a quiet place to sit and think about things.

Han Haoye always said that he had fallen in love with Fan Yujie and wanted to pursue what he wanted, but he couldn't do it. For some reason, he got very angry whenever he saw Fan Yujie accommodating him.

Han Haoye was bullied by his little ancestor all night, and he didn't get up the next day. He lay on the hotel bed all morning, but he wanted to see Zhao Jingchen's filming scene, so he went to the scene in the afternoon with his old waist.

Han Haoye saw Zhao Jingchen hanging in the air from a distance, dancing with a spear and sticking, "Why does it look so embarrassing? It turns out that TV dramas are all deceiving people."

"Hehe, Mr. Han, you should be lucky. This director's play is a popular one, and most of them don't make it," Zhang Ran showed off happily.

"Really?" Han Haoye's attention was all on Young Master Pianpian in front of him, and he couldn't listen to anything else, "How long will it take to finish the filming?"

"The filming should be finished before the Spring Festival. This film has been filming for a year. You have invested so much money, so there is no rush." ​​Zhang Ran joked.

"...not in a hurry", Han Haoye frowned when he saw Zhao Jingchen waving to him, "What happened to his leg?"

"It's been like this for a long time. After all, he is a martial arts master, so he can't run on the ground all the time, right? Lightness skills are also necessary." Zhang Ran felt that his explanation could give full marks.

"..." Han Haoye said that Zhang Ran is more annoying than Zhang Peng.

"Huh? Fan Yujie and Jing Chen are playing opposite each other?"

"Almost, no spoilers," Zhang Ran said and walked towards Zhao Jingchen.

"..." Han Haoye.

"Hao Ye, what are you looking at?"

"Where did you go last night?" Han Haoye saw the strawberry in Tan Zhongyu's neck at a glance.

"...No, I'm sleeping in a hotel." Tan Zhongyu said that he didn't know what you were talking about.

"Go back and clean you up." Han Haoye pointed to Fan Yujie, "It's changed a lot."

"Cut, mud can't support the wall, give me a year, and I will definitely become better than him." Tan Zhongyu's arrogant tone was particularly unbearable.

"Just say what you mean, when someone really leaves one day, you just wait..."

"Mr. Han! Jing Chen is injured!" Zhang Ran anxiously called out to Han Haoye.

Han Haoye turned his head to see that the scene where he was filming just now was full of people, and ran over.

"Cut, it's no good that you're an actor, the show is really good." Tan Zhongyu curled his lips and complained about Zhao Jing's morning attire.

Zhao Jingchen and Fan Yujie were in the filming of Hanging Wia. Naturally, they could see Tan Zhongyu standing next to Han Haoye at a glance. In the end, they were accidentally stabbed in the neck by Fan Yujie's props...

"Jingchen, Jingchen" Han Haoye saw Zhao Jingchen who was holding his neck, and hugged him in his arms with distress.

"Mr. Han, let the doctor deal with it. As an actor, injuries are inevitable, so don't worry." The director calmly pressed Han Haoye's shoulder, signaling him to pay attention to the situation.

"Okay." Han Haoye looked at Zhao Jingchen as if he was in a bad mood, and knew it was because of himself, "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt." Zhao Jingchen pushed Han Haoye away and asked the doctor to bandage him, "Director, let people look at Fan Yujie, he is also injured."

"Go and see Fan Yujie with two people," the director yelled, and turned around to arrange other people.

"Jingchen, Fan Yujie sprained his ankle, he won't go to rest, but insist on finishing filming," Zhang Ran whispered to Zhao Jingchen, fearing that the director would overhear.

"I'll go take a look." Han Haoye looked at Zhao Jingchen surrounded by assistants, and he didn't know how to deal with it, so he turned and went to Fan Yujie's place.

"It hurts... hiss" Fan Yujie was sweating from the pain, but his hands were red from the cold.

"Is it serious?" Han Haoye asked the doctor.

"I've sprained my ankle, I probably won't be able to shoot today"

"Mr. Han, I can take pictures. I have been injured before, and this injury is nothing." Fan Yujie explained anxiously, afraid of giving himself a rest.

Han Haoye glanced at his ankle, it was already swollen, "Go and rest, your body is important"

"I do not…"

Han Haoye stared at Fan Yujie with sharp eyes, "Do you still want to succeed?"

Fan Yujie naturally wanted to succeed, but Tan Zhongyu was also present today. The harder he tried to prove himself, the more he failed.

Han Haoye got up and looked around, saw Tan Zhongyu sitting next to the director chatting, picked up the phone and pressed it.

"..." Tan Zhongyu looked up and saw Han Haoye aggressively trying to beat him up, so he reluctantly walked over.

"Send Fan Yujie back to rest" Han Haoye said to Tan Zhongyu in an irrefutable tone.

"He has an assistant himself, why should I take care of him?" Tan Zhongyu also flatly rejected Han Haoye.

"Mr. Han, I'll go back and rest by myself, so I won't bother you." Fan Yujie thought to himself that he doesn't have an assistant, he's just playing tricks.

The two watched Fan Yujie limping to the resting place alone, thinking about their own thoughts.

Tan Zhongyu felt that this figure was extremely lonely, and his heart softened suddenly, but it was only for a moment.

"Yu'er, don't lose the person who loves you." Han Haoye could feel this feeling of loneliness best, he patted Tan Zhongyu on the head,

"When you really realize that you like him, maybe he won't be there"

Tan Zhongyu saw that Han Haoye went to see Zhao Jingchen, the same person, Zhao Jingchen was surrounded by four or five assistants busy, but Fan Yujie had no one to take care of him, even the doctor just looked at him and didn't do anything about it .

The place where Fan Yujie lived must not have such good conditions, and many people in the production crew especially excluded him and were unwilling to socialize with him, let alone live together, so he had to rent a small bedroom around by himself, which was considered a good place. A sheltered place.

He returned to his residence, changed out of his costume, went into the bathroom and took a shower, and just as he came out wearing a towel, the doorbell rang, thinking that the box lunch he had ordered had arrived, so he opened the door.

"..."

Tan Zhongyu looked at Fan Yujie who was only wearing a bath towel, and frowned, "Is there someone in your room?"

"...No, I took a shower after filming, and I took a shower." Fan Yujie quickly shook his head and explained.

Tan Zhongyu walked in sideways and looked around the room. There was almost no furniture, only a simple table, the same bed, and a bathroom where only one person could stand.

"Yu'er, you can just sit on the bed." Fan Yujie closed the door, limped and hurriedly put the clothes changed on the bed on the stool, and patted his hands to make sure there was no dust before reassuring.

"Why don't you stay in a hotel?" Tan Zhongyu was very depressed, let alone having no money.

"I... I don't have much money, so it's good to live here." Fan Yujie looked embarrassed.

"...um" Tan Zhongyu didn't know what to say, took out his phone and started playing.

"I'll pour you water." Fan Yujie also felt that the atmosphere was a bit awkward, and turned around to pour Tan Zhongyu a glass of water, but the place was small and there was no bedside table, so he could only hold it in his hand.

"Yu'er, drink water"

"Put it on the table, didn't you come back to rest?" Tan Zhongyu moved to the side of the bed, still playing with the phone "You rest, I will leave after a while"

"I'm not tired, just sit and play." Fan Yujie was afraid that Tan Zhongyu would leave, so he quickly sat on the side of the bed, and was afraid that Tan Zhongyu would feel that his purpose was not pure, so he took his pants and clothes and stood up, "Yu'er... you sit down... I will change clothes”

"Just change here." Tan Zhongyu looked up, "What are men afraid of?"

"... Oh," Fan Yujie turned his back to Tan Zhongyu in embarrassment, and slowly began to get dressed.

Tan Zhongyu looked up at Fan Yujie's straight long legs, and there were some strangle marks on his back, which should have been left when he hung Wia...

"Hmm..." Fan Yujie froze in place, looked down at a certain part of himself, and was caught by Tan Zhongyu.

"Do you dare to seduce me?" Tan Zhongyu squeezed hard.

Fan Yujie subconsciously wanted to take Tan Zhongyu's hand because of the pain, "No, I...no"

"No?" Tan Zhongyu increased his strength again, "Turn around and look at me"

Fan Yujie really wanted to slap himself to death, but now Tan Zhongyu was really angry, he turned around slowly, his face was already red to the neck, he saw the unpredictable emotion in Tan Zhongyu's eyes, and quickly took his hand.

"What do you like about me?" Tan Zhongyu kept staring at him, pinching his face and looking up at himself.

"I...I like your simplicity and kindness, your confident look, your dedication to Mr. Han, and...uh..."

Fan Yujie was completely shocked at this moment, his two innocent eyes instantly magnified several times, Tan Zhongyu was kissing him, really kissing him, really...

Fan Yujie silently responded to Tan Zhongyu in his heart, putting his arms around Tan Zhongyu's neck, cooperating with Tan Zhongyu's ungentle movements.

"Fan Yujie, I'm giving you one year. If you're still like this, don't pester me again. Do you understand?" Tan Zhongyu pinched his chin and warned.

"Okay, I promise you." Fan Yujie nodded vigorously with red eyes, "Thank you, Yu'er."

Tan Zhongyu wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, pushed him onto the bed and pressed him down.

Maybe he really fell in love with Fan Yujie, but he didn't want to admit it, because Fan felt that Fan Yujie was not qualified unless he was better than him.

So he listened to Han Haoye's words and gave Fan Yujie another year. If it was still like this... Did Fan Yujie really just give up and stop loving himself?

"Hmm... You can't get hurt when you're filming, did you hear me?"

"Ah... okay" Fan Yujie grabbed the bed sheet tightly and nodded hard.

"When I come next time, I hope you will be surrounded by someone who can be an assistant. Can you do that?"

"Well...can...do it..."

Only then did Tan Zhongyu lower his head and kissed the person in satisfaction, and during the interval he did not forget to threaten, "Also, don't let anyone see you without clothes, and get out of here once too."

"Okay, okay" Fan Yujie didn't know whether he shed physical tears or tears of happiness, anyway, he felt that he was really happy at this moment, because Tan Zhongyu finally responded to his love.

"Yu...Yu'er, I will work hard...I will become someone worthy of you...I...I love you..."

When Tan Zhongyu heard those three words, he froze for a moment, and then realized that a trace of imperceptible tenderness flashed in his eyes.