I still like you [entertainment circle]

Hearing the sound, Ji Lin pushed the door open and entered.

Wen Yu didn't wake up, he closed his eyes and babbled, his forehead was dripping with sweat, and the emotions that had finally calmed down fluctuated again in his sleep.

Wen Yu's hand tightly grasped the white sheet, Ji Lin held his hand, and said softly, "I'm here."

Wen Yu suddenly opened his eyes, staring straight at the ceiling.

Ji Lin leaned over to caress his heart, and wiped the sweat off his forehead with a tissue.

Wen Yu's heart beat so fast that Ji Lin could feel the strong shock in his chest.

"It's all fake." Ji Lin said softly while stroking his heart, "Those are in the past, what you see is all fake, and the one standing in front of you is real now."

Wen Yu's eyes gradually focused, and he slowly looked at Ji Lin.

Ji Lin smiled faintly, his brows and eyes were gentle, he raised his fingers to smell the sweat on the tip of Yu Yu's nose, "Did you call me just now? I'm here."

Wen Yu's eyes brightened, he got up and hugged Ji Lin.

Xiang Nan looked away in embarrassment and touched his nose.

Having experienced Wen Yu's drunken situation last time, Ji Lin has become calm at this moment. He gently stroked Wen Yu's back and asked, "How is it? Do you feel better?"

Wen Yu didn't say a word, the face on the side of Ji Lin's neck was still cold to the touch.

"Lie back under the quilt first." Ji Lin said, "Beware of catching a cold."

"Don't lie down." Wen Yu hugged Ji Lin tightly, and said in a muffled voice, "I just did that...you saw it?"

Ji Lin's heart twitched, and he hummed.

Wen Yu couldn't help frowning.His thoughts were in a mess just now, he couldn't distinguish between dreams and reality, he was in a trance, he always thought that he had a long-lost nightmare.

Afraid that he would catch a cold, Ji Lin forced him back into the quilt, covered him with the quilt, leaned over to look at him, and whispered: "Be good."

Wen Yu grabbed the edge of the quilt with both hands, and looked back at him obediently.

Although his hair was cut short, it was soft and messed up, and a few dull hairs were raised, Ji Lin scratched lightly on his head a few times, and smoothed out those stupid hairs.

Xiang Nan was so satisfied watching the play next to him that he almost burst into tears.

There is no way this leading edge can be continued, it's too good to continue, okay?

Why didn't he know that Wen Yu was so slow in emotional response?Maybe it's clear to the bystanders, but to the authorities?

However, it may also be deliberately avoided.He is used to it.

Wen Yu stared at Ji Lin for a long time, and only realized that he was in the hospital when his eyes moved away.

He sat up abruptly, almost hitting Ji Lin's forehead, "Why am I in the hospital?"

Ji Lin sighed, and pushed him back into the bed, "Otherwise, where do you think you are, you lie down and don't move, take a good rest."

Wen Yu frowned.

"Brother Yu." Xiang Nan, a transparent person, finally made a sound, "What's the matter?"

Wen Yu glanced at him, "Are you here too?"

"Nonsense, the hospital I sent you to." Xiang Nan was annoyed, and changed the subject: "You have lost your memory after lying here for a while? Ji Lin is the only one who dares to remember?"

Wen Yu closed his eyes upon hearing this.

Ji Lin's cell phone rang again, and he connected it: "Hey, Xiaoye, I'll be right over when I get it, Mr. Jiang Yu—" He glanced at Wen Yu, "He's fine, he's already awake, um."

Ji Lin hung up the phone and said to Wen Yu: "The shooting of the promotional photo is not over yet, I'm going back first, you should have a good rest."

Ji Lin was in a hurry, turned around and left, before leaving the ward, Wen Yu suddenly lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and immediately followed.

"I want to go back with you."

Wen Yu didn't even wear shoes, Xiang Nan was startled: "Brother Yu, what are you doing?!"

Ji Lin hurriedly pulled him back to the hospital bed, a little angry: "What are you doing?"

"I don't want to stay here." Wen Yu looked at him, "I want to go with you."

"If you don't want to stay in the hospital, let Xiang Nan take you home." Ji Lin was a little helpless.

"Aren't you going to take a promotional photo? I'll go back with you."

"You're not feeling well." Ji Lin said, "Take a good rest first, and it's okay to make up shots later."

"I'm fine." Wen Yu insisted on going with Ji Lin, "There's no need to waste the photographer's time, let's go."

Ji Lin hesitated for a moment, but agreed.

Wen Yu's complexion was not very good, but he was full of energy. When the two returned to the shooting scene, Ji Lin was still trembling, fearing that something would happen to him suddenly.

Although Xiang Nan said that the disease came and went quickly, as long as there were no irritants, there would be no problems, and Wen Yu's condition improved a lot after treatment, Ji Lin's heart was still in suspense.

Regarding the previous unexpected situation, Wen Yu didn't mention a word the whole time, and Ji Lin didn't feel comfortable asking anything, as he already knew what he needed to know.

The shooting was a bit rushed and ended very quickly.

After the filming ended, Wen Yu's face was pale. The makeup artist saw that his face was pale just now and put some makeup on him. Now his face looked even worse after removing the makeup.

Ji Lin asked Wen Yu: "Are you...going home?"

Wen Yu chuckled: "Otherwise. I just signed the contract today, and I'm still waiting for the crew's arrangement."

Ji Lin lowered his head and pondered.

Thinking of what Xiang Nan said to him in the hospital, and recalling that every time he went to Wen Yu's house, he was the only one there. At first Ji Lin thought that Wen Yu lived alone, but separated from his parents. He was probably the only one in the house all the time.

Where's mom?Where did Wen Yu's mother go?

Seeing Ji Lin in a daze, Wen Yu tapped his forehead with his fingers, "Why are you in a daze?"

When Ji Lin came back to his senses, the phone suddenly rang.

"Hello? Dad."

"I heard that someone in your crew was injured?" Ji Qingzhao was quite well informed.

"Well, Shaoye, the bastard cut his face."

"Did your face get cut?" Ji Qingzhao was terrified, "Is it serious?"

"Two stitches."

"Current fans..." Ji Qingzhao sighed, "I heard that the actor has been replaced?"

Ji Lin hummed, glanced at Wen Yu, and said, "It's the author of the manga."

Ji Qingzhao was a little surprised: "Is that the guy I met in the bathroom last time?"

"It's him."

Ji Qingzhao said with a smile: "Their casting is quite bold, but that young man is really handsome."

"You called just to tell me this?" Ji Lin walked into the elevator with Wen Yu.

"Of course not. Didn't I know that you have suspended filming for the past two days? Are you not very busy? I called to ask if you have time to go home. I haven't seen you for a long time. I'm fine, I'm resting at home." Ji Qingzhao said, "The old man wants to meet our puppy Ji."

Ji Lin smiled: "Understood."

Ji Qingzhao patted his thigh, "Sure, then I'll go buy some food. You haven't eaten my cooking for a long time, right? Today your dad cooks himself, come back early."

The elevator door opened, and Wen Yu stepped out of the elevator to say goodbye to Ji Lin.

Ji Lin was taken aback, and suddenly grabbed Wen Yu, "Don't go."

Wen Yu stopped.

Ji Lin looked at Wen Yu's pale face, and quickly said to the phone: "Dad, I'll bring a friend back later, you cook more rice."

"Friend? Okay."

Wen Yu looked at Ji Lin blankly, and asked, "Am I that friend?"

"...Yeah." Ji Lin nodded stiffly, a little embarrassed that he had made a decision for Wen Yu on his own initiative.

"You want to take me back to your house for dinner?" Wen Yu confirmed to him again.

Ji Lin hurriedly said: "My dad cooks delicious food, you...will you go?"

"Why is this all of a sudden?" Wen Yu stared at Ji Lin's face, "Why did you suddenly ask me to go to your house for dinner?"

Ji Lin really didn't know how to express his unwillingness to let Wen Yu be alone, so he broke the jar and said, "I want to have dinner with you, can't I?"

Wen Yu's heart moved, he smiled without saying a word.

Ji Lin raised his eyes to look at him, and said seriously: "My dad's craftsmanship is really good."

Can this be refused?

As long as Ji Lin's matters were involved, Wen Yu felt that he could refuse nothing.

When the two went to Ji Lin's house, Ji Qingzhao was still busy in the kitchen.

"Son, is he the friend you mentioned?" Ji Qingzhao was pleasantly surprised to see Wen Yu, "How are you?"

"Hi Uncle, I'm Wen Yu." Wen Yu greeted him. He came in a hurry just now, and he directly took a bottle of wine from the car as a gift and handed it to Ji Qingzhao.

Ji Qingzhao took it generously, and said with a smile, "It's just right, I'll drink this in a while."

Ji Lin looked at the bottle of wine and frowned slightly.

"Sit down for a while, it will be fine in a while, son, you should chat with someone first, there are fruits in the refrigerator, take them out and cut them up." Ji Qingzhao ordered.

"Hmm." Ji Lin took off his coat, turned his head to look, "Where's Mom?"

"I haven't come back yet." Ji Qingzhao cut the vegetables swiftly, "This month, the school should be at the end of the term, I guess I'm busy."

"What about brother?" Ji Lin asked again.

"I've called him. I'm working overtime. I won't come back for dinner today."

Ji Lin breathed a sigh of relief.

Just now he was only thinking about taking Wen Yu home for dinner, and forgot about the existence of his brother as a time bomb, but if his brother really wanted to be there, he was not afraid of anything, except that Wen Yu would suffer.

With his brother's temperament, it is estimated that if he speaks a few words, there will be an unhappy scene.

Wen Yu sat beside him very quietly, this was his first visit to Ji Lin's house, although Ji Lin didn't usually stay at home, there were still strong traces of him here.

Like the intricate LEGO bricks next to the TV cabinet, and the geometric models displayed in the glass case.

Ji Lin quietly moved to Wen Yu's side, and asked sadly: "Didn't you clear up all the wine? Why are there still wines for my dad?"

Wen Yu was in a daze, he was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "I kept it in the car before, but I just remembered it today, and I gave it to your dad by the way, I can't bring nothing when I come to your house for dinner, right? "

"I really got rid of all the wine at home." Wen Yu was very sincere, "If I knew your dad loved to drink, I would have given all the wine to your dad."

"Don't." Ji Lin refused, "No one in our family knows how to drink. My dad is a glutton for alcohol. He can't drink as much. If he drinks too much, he will go crazy, and then fight with my mother."

Wen Yu smiled lightly.

"Puppy Ji!" Ji Qingzhao yelled in the kitchen, "I want you to cut fruit for Xiao Yuer, where is he?!"

Wen Yu was caught off guard and choked on his own saliva.

Ji Lin was also happy, and responded with a smile: "Here we come!"

Wen Yu looked at him inexplicably, and asked, "Your temperament follows your mother, right?"

Ji Lin laughed so hard that he could hardly see his eyes, "What do you think?"

Wen Yu thinks so.

Except for the similarities in eyebrows and eyes, he really couldn't find any trace that Ji Lin was Ji Qingzhao's son in other aspects.

If Ji Lin's character really followed Ji Qingzhao——

Lively Ji Lin.A different Ji Lin.

Wen Yu imagined it and found it quite novel.

Ji Lin's mother came back just in time for dinner.

"Yo, you're really good at timing." Ji Qingzhao brought the last dish to the table and took off his apron.

"Linlin is back?" Ji's mother's tired face lit up, and when she saw Wen Yu, she froze for a moment, "Who is this?"

Wen Yu took the initiative to introduce himself: "Hello, Auntie, I am Ji Lin's friend, and my name is Wen Yu."

Ji Lin found that although Wen Yu was usually lazy and casual, his deep self-cultivation could not be erased, especially when facing his parents, this polite attitude even made Ji Lin feel that he was pretending to be good on purpose.

How can I be so sensible at ordinary times.

Ji Lin glanced at Wen Yu.

"Oh." Ji's mother nodded, "Linlin's friend, is he also an actor?"

"No." Wen Yu shook his head.

Ji Qingzhao walked up to Ji's mother, and said with a smile, "I thought he was a star at first, but he is a painter, and the movie that was about to be performed was adapted from the comics he drew."

"That's it..." Ji's mother suddenly realized.

"Okay, let's sit down and eat, I cook all the dishes today."

Ji Mu squinted at him, and said with disdain: "How many times have you cooked dinner on weekdays, and you are here."

"I don't have time." Ji Qingzhao objected.

"You don't even bother to do it when you have time. It's not because Linlin came home today." Ji's mother went into the kitchen to wash her hands, and squeezed a glass of juice for each of them.

Ji Mu put the squeezed strawberry juice in front of Wen Yu, she didn't say much, she just said: "The drinks sold in the supermarket are not nutritious, I squeezed the juice for you."

Seeing this, Ji Lin silently took the glass of strawberry juice away.

Ji's mother glared at him and tapped his hand with chopsticks, "What are you doing, are you polite? Don't you have it yourself?"

"Mom, he doesn't like sweet drinks."

Ji Mu was taken aback, then turned to look at Wen Yu, "Don't you like to drink? Then I'll make you a cup of cucumber juice?"

"It's okay, I'll just drink this." Wen Yu took the glass of strawberry juice from Ji Lin's hand again, "It doesn't need to be so troublesome."

Ji Qingzhao pulled Ji Mu to sit down, "Don't mess around, is cucumber juice delicious?"

"Why doesn't it taste good?"

Ji Qingzhao didn't bother to argue with her, "You can drink it if you think it tastes good."

Ji Lin's temperament is indeed following his mother's, Ji's mother doesn't talk much, she just keeps feeding Wen Yu.On the other hand, Ji's father, Wen Yu couldn't resist his enthusiasm.Ji's father is talkative, Wen Yu is reticent, and he can only respond with a smile when facing his eloquence.

During this period, Ji's father wanted to take Wen Yu to have a drink or two, but was stared at by his stepmother. Wen Yu was also during the prohibition period at the moment, so he had no choice but to give up.

Ji Lin's parents have very different personalities, but the tenderness in their bones is condensed together. Wen Yu feels uncomfortable with this kind of tenderness, but there is still an uncontrollable heat in his heart.

He turned his head and glanced at Ji Lin.

Ji Lin looked at his parents and smiled softly.

Sensing Wen Yu's gaze, Ji Lin turned his head.

Wen Yu pointed to his chin, and reminded Ji Lin: "It's covered with rice grains."

Embarrassed, Ji Lin quickly touched his chin.

He didn't touch anything, and when he turned around, he saw Wen Yu lowering his head and giggling.

"Childish." Ji Lin scolded.

After the meal, Ji Qingzhao went out after receiving a call. Ji's mother went into the kitchen to wash the dishes. Ji Lin wanted to help, but she refused: "I don't want you to wash, you can't clean it, so don't break the dishes for me when the time comes." Now, go chat with Wen Yu, don't leave him alone."

Ji Linjin obeyed his mother's order, but when he walked up to Wen Yu, he became dumb again.He couldn't chat with Wen Yu naturally, and he didn't want Wen Yu to feel uncomfortable, frowning and thinking about topics that could be discussed.

Wen Yu was playing with his mobile phone with his head down, looked up at him, and said, "I'm going to the bathroom."

Ji Lin's house is big, and the study room is also big. The door was open. When Wen Yu passed by, he found a classical piano inside.

"Did you play this piano?" Wen Yu asked.

Ji Lin turned his head when he heard the sound, and walked towards the study.

"This piano belongs to my father. I practiced it for a while when I was a child." Ji Lin walked into the study and opened the piano cover.

The piano was well maintained by his father.

He pressed a few keys.

The tone is also very good.

Ji Lin sat down in front of the piano and smiled: "But I didn't play very well, and I was annoyed to go to piano lessons at the time, so I didn't stick to it."

Although I was a little bored back then, when the fingertips touched the keys, the muscle memory of the fingers seemed to be still there, and Ji Lin played the next string of notes.

It really wasn't very good, even he himself didn't think it was very good.

"Linlin, I'm going out to buy something." Ji's mother shouted outside, "You greet Wen Yu."

"Understood!" Ji Lin responded, his fingers were not very proficient in playing on the piano keyboard, the sound of the piano was intermittent, and there were many mistakes in playing, but Wen Yu could hear the pieces he played.

Wen Yu sat on the side and listened quietly, Ji Lin found the feeling after getting started, the sound of the piano became melodious, and he didn't make mistakes again, but he always felt that something was missing.

Some stiff, some dry.

Wen Yu walked behind Ji Lin, bent down, and put his hand on his.

Ji Lin paused, and the sound of the piano stopped suddenly.

Wen Yu's voice was close to his ears: "You can't drop your fingers so hard on a classical piano, but lightly and relax your wrists."

As Wen Yu said, he climbed onto Ji Lin's fingers, held down his fingers, and touched lightly on the keys.

The tone is unusually clear.

"Like this." Wen Yu grabbed Ji Lin's hand and guided him to play a melody, "It will sound much better."

Ji Lin felt that his face was very hot, and his hands were also very hot.

Obviously cramped and nervous, under Wen Yu's guidance, he played a series of more beautiful notes smoothly.

How can this person know everything.

He stared at Wen Yu's slender fingers, his mood gradually improved, followed his rhythm, and relaxed his fingers and keys.

It really sounds a lot better.

Ji Lin never felt that he could play emotional songs.

Probably because the person who can let him integrate his feelings into the sound of the piano is next to him.

Wen Yu was very close to Ji Lin, he let go of Ji Lin's hand, touched the keys with one hand, and leaned over to play the piece with him.Ji Lin's hands were a little hot, and Wen Yu's fingertips touched his fingertips lightly from time to time, occasionally playing a few wrong notes.

What was Ji Lin thinking when he played this piece?

He turned his head slightly to look at him.

bang bang bang-

There was a loud knock on the door, the sound of the piano stopped abruptly, and the two turned their heads in unison.

Ji Yu came back at some point, and stood at the door of the study with an unhappy expression on his face.

The author has something to say: the song they play is Yiruma's "DoYou? ", the song represents Ji Lin's state of mind when facing Wen Yu (then and now).It's a very nice song, if you are interested, you can listen to it.

感谢在2019-12-2619：26：56～2019-12-2723：32：24期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦～

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 Tongxuan;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: You Xun-Mo Ting 1;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: study hard, unlimited 2 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!