Rebirth of Rong Shao

But the principle is the principle, even if it is a good friend, there are some things that can't be used as a joke.

"If you do this next time, I will break off friendship with you." Rong Fei said righteously.

"Okay, not anymore." Su Zhenying and Rong Fei's expressions seriously agreed.

"Also, please don't always put the word'handgun' on your lips. It doesn't fit your temperament at all." Rong Fei stretched his hand over the quilt to cover himself.

"Oh?" Su Zhen looked at Rong Fei, propping his head, "Then what do you think of my temperament in your heart?"

"'Elegance that never fades'!" Rong Fei spoke out the media's comments on Su Zhen without even thinking about it.

After two seconds of silence, Su Zhen laughed again, and even the air trembled.

"What are you doing! Is that so funny! Why do you laugh at everything I tell you today?" Rong Fei was angry.

"No...nothing..." Su Zhen reached out and pressed Rong Fei's head, "You are so cute..."

Rong Fei was completely speechless.

"Rong Fei, do you know that no matter how elegant in the eyes of others, I am just an ordinary man."

"How common is it?" Rong Fei sneered at this, Su Zhen's words sounded like movie lines.

"I will have the desires of ordinary people, and I will feel eager to move in front of the people I like. I will want to kiss him, hug him, and occupy him in a paranoid way." Su Zhen raised his eyebrows, and the final voice raised, let People can't tell the truth or not, "I will also give myself a pistol while thinking about him."

Su Zhen was too close to Rong Fei, and at that moment the temptation from the corners of his eyes and brows made Rong Fei at a loss.

Such Su Zhen is so heart-warming, and what Rong Fei has been telling himself is...stop the illusion of Su Zhen.

But when he was struggling, Su Zhen wanted to deepen this illusion.

"Are you saying this to rationalize everything you did just by holding my little brother?" Rong Fei said grimly.

"Yes, you can see through it." Su Zhen chuckled lightly, and flicked his finger on Rong Fei's forehead.

The awkward atmosphere just now disappeared. Even if she is not acting, Su Zhen still seems to control everything.

"Sometimes I really hope you stay away from me." Rong Fei murmured in a low voice. He knew in his heart that it couldn't go on like this. You can't let yourself have too much dependence and excessive expectations on this perfect man, as long as you go one step further, it will be very dangerous.

"What are you talking about?" Su Zhen's hearing was better than Rong Fei's imagination, he leaned over and bumped Rong Fei's forehead.

"Nothing!" Rong Fei pushed him away.

"Are you hungry, do you want to eat something?" Su Zhen raised his chin and stopped teasing Rong Fei in due course.

"I'm a little hungry, Wei Zixing said he would bring me dinner."

As soon as Rong Fei finished speaking, someone knocked on the door of the ward and said that he had come to bring him dinner.

The takeaway handed the order to Rong Fei, and Su Zhen joked, "This is the dinner that Wei Zixing brought to you?" "He's busy... and although the store's things are light, they taste very good." Not bad! Wei Zixing knows my taste quite well.” Rong Fei happily opened the lid of the box lunch, the flavor of steamed pork ribs and garlic lettuce floated out, plus a case of whitebait fungus soup, no nutrition was lost.

"How about it, do you want to taste it?" Rong Fei turned his head and asked, the embarrassment that Su Zhen had made him suddenly wiped out.

"The amount is not a lot. Give me a little more. I'm afraid you will be too hungry to sleep tonight."

Su Zhen looked at Rong Fei amusedly while sitting on the side of the bed with his hips cocked and eating food.

"How was the set today? The filming went smoothly, right?" Rong Fei asked vaguely.

"Very smoothly, Ren Bai has adapted to the role of Zhang Hao very well."

Rong Fei nodded and replied, "That's it! Zhang Hao actually has a lot of room for digging!"

"You are the only one left. You have to recover from the wound as soon as possible. When you return to the crew, it is estimated that the progress is just right to go to the filming base in the suburbs."

"Yeah..." Rong Fei nodded. Mo Xiaobei, who he played, often has to drag and fight with people, and many of the black deals in the play are conducted in places far away from the city, so the suburban filming bases are convenient for framing.

Su Zhen had been with Rong Fei for dinner, and because she had to continue filming the next day, Su Zhen left the hospital at 8 o'clock. Before leaving, I didn't forget to say "Send me a text message when I'm bored."

Rong Fei laughed and said that his mobile phone had run out of power for playing, and Su Zhen even kept his mobile phone.

"It's okay. I have another cell phone at home."

After Su Zhen left, Rong Fei held Su Zhen's phone with a sense of happiness, and not long after he was happy, he felt that he was idiot and hateful. He randomly opened the folder in Su Zhen's phone. He wanted to see what games were available, but accidentally found the photos that Su Zhen had stored.

Rong Fei told himself that he couldn't see, because there might be some Su Zhen's privacy in it. Immediately, Rong Fei wanted to open it again. Since Su Zhen was willing to lend his mobile phone to himself, how could there be anything inconvenient for others to see in it?

I clicked on the first photo, which turned out to be a landscape photo of the filming scene. The photos are not specifically categorized, and the funny photos of several directors are also in it, and then inadvertently, Rong Fei turned over the photo with Su Zhen when he was a stuntman.

How simple I laughed at that time.

Rong Fei didn't expect that Su Zhen still kept his previous photos. He always thought that he was nothing but a passer-by in Su Zhen's life. Perhaps he had appreciated and felt guilty for himself, but all this should have disappeared with his death. But Su Zhen kept them till now.

Taking a deep breath, Rong Fei suddenly couldn't understand what kind of feelings Su Zhen had for him.

With my finger swiping, all the photos after that are my current self. For example, Rong Fei was eating a set lunch, his mouth bulging like a frog; for example, he was asleep on an airplane holding a blanket; for example, the moment he turned around on the catwalk on the catwalk...

Rong Fei blinked. He had never thought that Su Zhen would pay attention to himself like this.

There was a sense of joy in my heart. It turns out that he has a place in Su Zhen's world.

Unknowingly, it was past nine o'clock, but Rong Fei was not at all sleepy, because he slept too much, and the injury on his **** made him feel uncomfortable.

Turning sideways and flipping through the photos for a while, he was frustrated to find that Su Zhen didn't even have a photo of himself in his phone.

There was a knock on the door, and Rong Fei wondered if Wei Zixing had come, and quickly closed the document on the phone. But the person who opened the door surprised Rong Fei.

"Ah!" Rong Fei propped up his upper body and looked over.

The other party was wearing a V-neck, long-sleeved T-shirt and army green slacks, with arrogant sunglasses on his face and a duffel bag on his shoulders, as if he came over as soon as he got off the plane.

Rong Fei continued to froze there, "An...An Kaiwen? Why are you here?"

That's right, the person here is An Kaiwen. He wandered over, threw his duffel bag by the bed, took off his sunglasses and looked like a superstar.

"If I didn't come to see you, I guess you wouldn't even think of calling me a phone call." An Kaiwen sneered and sat down beside Rong Fei. There is a bit of fatigue in his face, but his handsome demeanor is undiminished.

"I was really busy after I returned to China... You know, the shooting of "Gun God"... I just started filming the scene after studying the script..." Rong Fei lowered his head, but deep down he knew it was not. reason. After he returned to China, he sent a few text messages to An Kaiwen. Because he was busy, An Kaiwen replied that his shoulder injury had healed and Rong Fei forgot him.

"Yes." An Kaiwen snorted, "I called you when I got off the plane, but your phone could not be connected. I had to call your agent, otherwise I won't know such a Breaking news. Your agent is really strong. Young Master Rong, you got injured on the set and went to the hospital, but you didn't make it to the entertainment version. It seems that he is very good in the media."

"Really not in the gossip magazine?" Rong Fei also felt incredible about this. There should be a lot of people waiting to see him jokes.

"Do you want me to buy all the gossip magazines for you?" An Kaiwen said grimly.

Rong Fei scratched his ears happily, "Then my luck is really good."

An Kaiwen gave him a stern look, "It's not that you are lucky, but someone thinks that your skin is too thin and helped you suppress this gossip news."

But who will be? Could it be that mother who loves her son into a idiot? Or the unsmiling dad?

"Looking at the way you carry your duffel bag, your shoulders should be alright? Have you participated in any catwalks recently?" Rong Fei finally realized that he should care about each other.

"There will be one in Hong Kong in a week." An Kaiwen turned his face to look at Xiang Rong Fei's ass.

Fortunately, he had put on loose pajamas by now, and honestly he didn't want anyone to pay too much attention to his **** anymore.

An Kaiwen's palm rested on Rong Fei's hip, "How about it, is your **** okay?"

"It's okay!" Rong Fei shook his hand happily, "It's just a nail pierced and a lot of blood shed. You just got off the plane, are you tired? Do you want to go back to rest?"

"Well, I'm a little tired." An Kaiwen directly lifted those long legs and lay down beside Rong Fei in his clothes, "Lend your bed and give me a sleep."

"Huh? This is the hospital, are you sure you don't go home to sleep?"

"No, I can only rest for two hours and catch the last flight to Hong Kong." After speaking, An Kaiwen seemed to relax completely, breathing evenly into sleep.

Rong Fei was quiet, not daring to make a sound, and pulled a corner of the quilt over An Kaiwen's body.

This was the first time he stayed with An Kaiwen like this, all the pride and light of the other party disappeared, only sleepy fatigue between his brows and eyes.

Rong Fei was suddenly moved. This guy could find a place to rest near the airport, but after hearing the news of his injury, he actually came to visit him in person. An Kaiwen would never personally say that he cared about Rong Fei, but during the days when he was on the show together, An Kaiwen was a strict guide and a very dedicated model. Rong Fei admired and admired him.

From the side, you can faintly see the scar on An Kaiwen's shoulder from the neckline of the T-shirt. Rong Fei couldn't help turning his head to see it clearly. It was left by An Kaiwen while protecting himself. The scars on the model... Needless to say, it will definitely affect An Kaiwen's future career... Thinking of this, Rong Fei became more guilty.

But An Kaiwen didn't really fall asleep. He slowly said, "Are you looking at the scar on my shoulder?"

Rong Fei was surprised and said, "So you didn't fall asleep!"

An Kaiwen curled his lips: "You have been looking at me like this, pure visual harassment, can I still fall asleep?"

Rong Fei was silent.

An Kaiwen sighed slightly, "Don't worry, the scar on my shoulder will become lighter and lighter. It will not have the kind of influence on my future catwalks. Some designers still think it is very sexy."

"You really comfort people."

"I didn't comfort you. Except on the T stage, I have never seen you look serious. During the days of training because of a shoulder injury, I watched your film "Shallow Wind" and suddenly realized that you actually have another Fantiandi, but I habitually regard the runway I am familiar with as your world." An Kaiwen said lightly.

"Thank you... for protecting me..." That time the chandelier fell down, and if Rong Fei hadn't been pushed away by An Kaiwen, his face would most likely be injured.

"Then what place do I occupy in your heart?" An Kaiwen asked half-jokingly.

"Well... the tutor has friends." Rong Fei replied after thinking for two seconds.

"Is it just that? Then I'm really sad." An Kaiwen pulled his lips together.

"Ah? Why are you sad?" Rong Fei, who didn't understand, stretched out his head and asked.

An Kaiwen didn't answer him, his expression soothed as if he was really asleep.

Rong Fei did not reach out to shake him, if this guy really fell asleep, it would be a heinous crime to shake others up by himself.

Being alone is a boring thing. After a while, Rong Fei also fell asleep on the bed.

When he woke up again, he was already three poles in the sun, and Rong Fei blinked blindly and touched An Kaiwen aside. It was empty.

Rong Fei sighed, and turned his head to find a note sticking to the pillow. The signature was An Kaiwen: Don't play Mo Xiaobei, I'll wait and see.

With a smile, Rong Fei glued the note paper to the bedside.

An Kaiwen continued his journey, and Rong Fei also told him that he must recover as soon as possible and return to the crew.

After half a month, Rong Fei's buttocks were okay, and Wei Zixing sent him to the studio.

The sun is good today, leaning from the branches to the ground. Su Zhen stood there, leaning on the tree trunk, holding the script in his hand and was studying. His eyebrows were drooping, as if standing still outside this world.

Wei Zixing on the side was discussing something with Director Chen Sile, while Rong Fei was attracted by Su Zhen.

Until Fang Datong walked over with the photographic equipment, he saw Rong Fei and shouted: "Ah! Rong Fei! You are back from your injury!"

With such a shout, not only was Su Zhen looking up at the script, but even Ren Bai, who was making styling adjustments, looked back.