what's in the depths

"When are you coming back for dinner?"

"Are you coming back for dinner?"

"If you don't come back, I won't prepare your meal."

"Why don't you reply to the message?"

Zhu Yuhan raised his hand and replied when he received No.12 text message bombardment from Fu Huaiyu:

"I won't go back. Chu Rong passed out with a high fever and was hospitalized. I will stay in bed tonight."

As soon as he put down the phone, a call came, and the screeching of the dead monkey filled the room, causing the inpatients next to him to roll their eyes.

"Sir, please be quiet." The little nurse who was administering the drip was full of anger, and her tone was not very good when she opened her mouth.

Zhu Yuhan hurriedly bowed apologetically, and trotted to the end of the corridor with his mobile phone.

The caller was very stubborn at first glance. If Zhu Yuhan didn't answer the call, he would keep calling, even if the world was ending and zombies broke out, he would still call.

"What's the matter?" Zhu Yuhan picked up the phone and hid himself in a corner, trying not to be heard by others.

"Did you do it on purpose?" On the other end, Fu Huaiyu asked coldly.

"Ah? What's wrong with me?"

"Why are you with Chu Rong again?"

"He was sick and passed out, so I sent him to the hospital." Zhu Yuhan's voice also raised an octave: "He has no father or mother, and he has no other friends except me, so I'll accompany him in bed and take care of him, isn't that okay? "

After realizing that others were looking at him, he quickly lowered his voice:

"Do it yourself, don't wait for me."

There was a lengthy silence.

Zhu Yuhan "Hello" a few times, but Fu Huaiyu never responded.

Just when he thought that Fu Huaiyu had hung up the phone, he suddenly heard a very soft voice, which seemed to be talking to himself or to someone:

"But I need you too."

Hearing these words, Zhu Yuhan was taken aback for a moment, then slowly put down the phone.

Chu Rong has been alone for a long time, maybe he is used to this kind of loneliness, and if he puts on his face and comes over with the excuse of "helping", it is actually disturbing.

I'm sorry, Rongrong, just take me for a hypocrite who values ​​sex over friends.

Because Fu Huaiyu needs me more.

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When Zhu Yuhan opened the door of the house, Fu Huaiyu was sitting alone at the dining table looking at his mobile phone. There was a bowl of porridge in front of him, without any condiments, which seemed to make people lose their appetite.

Seeing Zhu Yuhan, noncommittal, this Fu Aojiao's eyes flashed with joy, but he immediately adjusted his expression, turned around and continued to look at his mobile phone.

Zhu Yuhan muttered while taking off his shoes:

"Can you keep a dog here? If I can, I'll take Adu over in a while. He must be bored for the past two days. He must be barking there every day."

Fu Huaiyu still didn't speak.

"You eat this for dinner? I happened to pass by the deli and bought some pork heart. It's still warm. Would you like some?"

It was this kind of ordinary inquiry that made Fu Huaiyu feel warm in his heart.

Five months after my mother passed away, although the collapse in my heart was still there, it began to heal little by little at an imperceptible speed.

Why do you like him so much?I like it so much that I can give up everything, and I like it so much that I would rather bear the taboo name of "big treason".

Because he once braved the wind and snow and walked more than 30 kilometers to find himself.

Fu Huaiyu believes that in this world, no one likes him more than him.

"I asked the landlord, and the landlord said that it can be raised, but if the wall or door is damaged, we will pay for it." Fu Huaiyu turned off the article on the phone page, and took a spoon to stir the porridge in front of him.

"Also, I don't eat pork. You know, the fat content is too high. Next time I will buy a white cut."

"Let's talk chicken and not talk, civilized you and me." Zhu Yuhan licked the pig's heart on Fu Huaiyu's face, squinting at him.

"Eat quickly, you won't get fat if you eat once in a while."

After a while, Fu Huaiyu stretched out his hand to hold Zhu Yuhan's cold hand, and smiled like a child:

"If you're really worried about Chu Rong, go see him."

"Stop." Zhu Yuhan quickly pulled out his hand: "Men's mouth, deceiving ghost, Chu Rong and I are innocent, you can't wait to kill him with a knife, if I sleep with him for another night, you can't take revenge on society ah."

"No, I'm not born with an anti-social personality." Fu Huaiyu smiled, rubbing Zhu Yuhan's hand on his face.

The two sat at the table, the atmosphere was beautiful, they chatted while eating, and they looked very comfortable.

It's just that the annoying phone calls are always ignorant of current affairs.

Zhu Yuhan feels that the atmosphere is good now, and Fu Huaiyu is also in a good mood. He has brewed it in his heart thousands of times. The phone call came.

If you miss this time, you don't know when you will have to wait for the next time.

"Why, looking for death!"

As soon as Tong Si got through the phone, he heard a vicious voice on the other end of the phone, as if he had committed some heinous crime.

"You can't die now, I saw Xiao Li, I'll hold her back first, you come to her house quickly."

After saying this, Tong Si hastily hung up the phone.

Zhu Yuhan had no choice but to get up and get dressed.

"What's wrong."

"The case I'm following recently has progressed, and I have to go there."

"Come back early, call me before you get home, and I'll go down to pick you up."

"No one cares about what the elders are picking up." Zhu Yuhan put on his coat indiscriminately, took the phone and hurried out the door.

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After seeing the pregnant elder sister, Tong Si threatened his brother-in-law and his family again, and then went back to the house with a lot of exhortations. Halfway there, he saw a familiar figure hurrying on the way under the moonlight.

At first, I thought I was wrong, so I wiped the flat mirror used for outfit B, and then I was sure that the familiar figure was Xiao Li.

Maybe it's because she hasn't gotten used to being a popular actress. Xiao Li is alone, without assistants or bodyguards. She even wears a pair of big sunglasses and an old-fashioned bag in the dark night. Bao Xing hurried home.

Seeing this, Tong Si immediately called Zhu Yuhan to inform him to come over. He looked around and had an idea, so he hurried to catch up and block Xiao Li first.

Xiao Li was obviously frightened, she backed up a few steps with a scream, her hands tightly wrapped around her body, and her eyes widened in horror as she stared at this "wanting to do something wrong" person.

"You... who are you!"

Tong Si hurriedly took out a lipstick from his pocket, tore open the package, unscrewed the cap and handed it to Xiao Li:

"Hi, I'm your loyal fan, can you sign me up?"

When she heard that she was a fan, Xiao Li breathed a sigh of relief.

But when he saw that lipstick, he immediately hesitated again.

Before going out just now, Tong Si's elder sister took out a bunch of cosmetics from the room with a big belly. They were all branded products, such as Poplar Forest, Fragrant Grandma, Picking Dung, etc., and stuffed them all into Tong Si's coat pocket.

"Sister, are you crazy?" Tong Si opened his mouth wide: "There are so many lipsticks, if you want a younger sister, just say so."

His sister winked at him and smiled coquettishly: "You are not too young this year, hurry up and bring back an aunt for your nephew, these are brought by my husband from abroad, unopened, I can't even if I am pregnant Use it, just treat it as a favor from me."

Tong Si had no choice but to accept it.

After all, he had to listen to his sister's words.

Xiao Li took the lipstick and stood aside at a loss: "Where is the signature?"

Tong Si pursed his lips and smiled, his eyes scrutinized Xiao Li's whole body, and finally fell on her fingernails.

"Sign it in my hand." Tong Si stretched out his hand while speaking.

Xiao Li hugged the outdated bag tightly in embarrassment, freed her hand to take the lipstick in Tong Si's hand, and at the end, suddenly stretched the hook of the letter "Y".

Right, this is like Xiao Ya's own signature.

Tong Si saw that Xiao Li's fingernails were very short, and she didn't do any hand maintenance like other actresses. Her hands were very rough, and there were thick calluses around her fingers.

"Sign, after signing, can I go?"

With her head down, Xiao Li bypassed Tong Si and ran home.

"Let's talk, we finally met." Tong Si quickly grabbed her with his eyes.

Xiao Li looked at Tong Si vigilantly, then lowered her peaked cap: "What exactly do you want?"

Tong Si shrugged, with a gentle smile on his face, with a pure and harmless look: "Don't be afraid, I am the president of your support club, you are so forgetful, we had dinner together at the annual meeting last year coming."

When she heard that it was the president of the support club, Xiao Li tightened her hands holding Bao.

She knows that this kind of support club or some kind of fan group spends a lot of money on celebrities every year, grabbing peripheral derivatives, hitting the list, and taking the lead without complaint. If you spend too much, you might be lucky enough to rise with idols Friends in terms of interests can be regarded as a group of people these artists dare not offend.

Xiao Li was quite embarrassed, but she was afraid of revealing her secrets, so she had to find a hidden place where the paparazzi would not follow her.

The two of them came to a petty bourgeoisie coffee shop, asked for a private room, and ordered two cups of snow top coffee.

Xiao Li didn't seem to have any appetite, she stirred the coffee with a spoon, her eyes kept turning to one side.

"By the way, last month I had the honor to visit the works exhibition of the famous domestic sculptor Mr. Zhang Qiaochu, and I saw a work called 'The Other Side', and you just released a new album in the past few days, and the title song is also named , May I ask if you got your inspiration from Teacher Zhang Qiaochu's works?"

Xiao Li frowned, looked at Tong Si twice, then quickly lowered her head:

"It's not Zhang Qiaochu, it's Zheng Qiaochu, and it's not the other side, it's the other side."

Tong Si raised his eyebrows: "What?"

"It's nothing." Xiao Li turned her head away.

Tong Si's smile became more unrestrained: "It seems that you have a lot of research on sculpture. It's great for ordinary people to know about Michelangelo."

Xiao Li moved her fingers, and took a sip of the coffee in front of her, trying to cover up the panic in her heart.

Sure enough, she felt that she still couldn't adapt to the life of a star.

"I dare not say that it is very researched, because my sister is a sculpture student, it's just what I have seen and heard."

"You still have a sister?" Tong Si pretended to be surprised, and exaggeratedly leaned forward.

"Well... there is a sister, but she works in the United States..."

"What kind of work, what kind of work can you do as a sculpture." Tong Si began to play dumb.

Xiao Li buried her head even lower, almost into the coffee cup.

"There are many, such as special effects makeup artists, model artists, etc..."

Tong Si opened his eyes wide, with a look of "I adore her": "Modelist! That's amazing! Could it be possible to make a normal person into a dragon image, just like 'he is a dragon'."

Seeing Tong Si acting excessively, Xiao Li finally couldn't help laughing out:

"No, he is a dragon. The dragon shape in the early stage is to use a doll of similar shape to put it in a fixed position, and then use software such as mayamaxzbrush to model in the later stage of film and television, paste materials, and use Houdini to do animation special effects. Finally, rendering, compositing, editing, etc..."

Before she finished speaking, Xiao Li suddenly felt that something was wrong, and when she looked up, she saw Tong Si was staring at her with an almost scrutinizing gaze, with a playful smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Sister Xiao Li, you really know a lot."

"What does she know?" Zhu Yuhan finally arrived belatedly, as soon as he entered the door, he complained that Tong Sifa's location was really hard to find, and he almost found the shampoo room opposite.

Shocked, Xiao Li got up and ran, but Zhu Yuhan blocked the door.

"Don't leave in a hurry, let's talk~" Zhu Yuhan said with a sly smile, but felt that his tone was wrong, so he immediately put away his smile, took out his police card from his pocket and handed it over solemnly.

Xiao Li looked at the police certificate, and the old-fashioned bag in her hand fell to the ground suddenly.

She sat on the ground paralyzed as if she had lost all strength, with one hand leaning on the wall, her hair falling down to cover her face, and she couldn't see what expression she had.

But in short, it won't be a good expression.

"Miss Xiao, relax, don't be nervous, we just asked you to understand the situation, and we already knew about you continuing to be an artist in place of Xiao Ya, don't be afraid, we won't tell anyone."

Zhu Yuhan lifted her up and motioned her to sit down first.

Xiao Li sat down slowly while supporting the back of the sofa, clutching the bag tightly with both hands, and lowered her head.

"So, you have been working as a special effects makeup artist abroad, right?"

Xiao Li nodded.

"Well, we don't ask, whatever your job is, I just have one question."

Zhu Yuhan looked at the small piece of white scalp on the top of her head:

"What's the relationship between you and your sister, that is, Xiao Ya?"