818 The actor who was raised by my milk

There was steam in the bathroom.

Lin Chuan sat in the water with his head down, using his hands as paddles, and splashed layers of water on the surface.

Lin Zhou put the blue rubber duck prepared in advance into the water, and Lin Chuan started playing with the toy again.

Lin Zhou hung the bath sponge carved into a bear on the edge of the tub, and walked around the bathroom a few times to make sure everything was ready before he took off his clothes and went into the tub.

As the water level rose, Lin Chuan slightly raised his eyelids, lowered his head again, put his legs away, and curled up into a small one.

In order to take a bath with his younger brother, Lin Zhou deliberately made the bathtub very large, which is more than enough to accommodate two adults.

After sitting down, he reached into the water and groped, grabbed Lin Chuan's ankles and dragged them towards him, "Spread your legs, it's fine, don't squeeze."

Lin Chuan didn't take the initiative to stretch his legs, but he didn't deliberately resist the strength in Lin Zhou's hands. His legs stretched out stiffly under his lead.

Lin Zhou held Lin Chuan's calf and rubbed it gently, "In the future, I will help you practice walking more and restore your leg strength."

Lin Chuan retracted his legs, "I just like to sit."

"Recover your strength first, and then it doesn't matter how long you want to sit."

Lin Zhou casually chatted about trivial things in his childhood. It should have been a harmonious scene, but Lin Chuan's body became more and more stiff, but Lin Zhou didn't notice these details at all.

A few minutes later, Lin Chuan said, "It's getting hot, I want to go out."

"Wait a minute, it's not good yet." Lin Zhou filled the sponge with bubbles, pulled Lin Zhou's arm, started from the back of the hand, and beat the bubbles all the way to his shoulders. In order to facilitate the movement, he changed a few At the end, he half-kneeled between Lin Chuan's legs and raised his arms, even under his armpits.

Lin Chuan flinched uncomfortably, and Lin Zhou asked him with a smile: "Is it itchy? I remember you were not ticklish when you were young."

"Now I'm scared." Lin Chuan tried to grab the sponge and wash it himself, but Lin Zhou refused to let him. He held his chin with one hand and carefully scrubbed his neck and chest for him.

Because of the careful washing, it took some time to cover the part above the water surface with bubbles.

Lin Zhou asked Lin Chuan to hold the sponge for him, and put his hands under Lin Chuan's armpit to hug him, "Help me, stand up, and I'll wipe your body for you."

Lin Chuan kept his chest in his mouth, bowed his body, and stood up as slowly as possible, but as the water splashed away, his body was inevitably exposed in front of Lin Zhou. His skin was red because of the temperature of the water, and he seemed to be healthy. The color of blood, but each rib is like a dagger, eye-catchingly cutting out a line of grooves on both sides of the body.

This was the first time Lin Zhou saw Lin Chuan's body at such a close distance. He frowned slightly, and carefully stroked the protruding ribs with his fingers, "Yan Jiu, you are too thin."

Yan Jiu: "..."

Director Jiang shouted to stop, gritted his teeth and stared at Chi Ming, "Brother! What are you thinking!"

Chi Ming was stunned, and it was the camera brother who reminded him: "The name is wrong, you just called him by his real name."

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Lin Zhou's fingers rested on Lin Chuan's body, "Xiao Chuan, you are too thin."

Lin Chuan finally couldn't hold back the expression he tried to maintain. He pushed Lin Zhou's hand away, sat back in the water with a plop, grabbed the sponge from Lin Zhou's hand, and rubbed it on his body indiscriminately.

Lin Zhou: "Give it to me, I will..."

Lin Chuan: "No need."

He rubbed viciously on his shoulders a few times, and his skin immediately turned unnaturally red. After a while, he threw away the sponge, stood up as if running away, stepped out of the tub, and grabbed the clothes he had taken off to wrap himself .

Lin Zhou also stood up, trying to support his younger brother, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, Lin Chuan turned sideways to avoid him, slipped and fell to the ground.

Lin Zhou immediately bent down to help him, but he pushed Lin Zhou away, his chest heaved violently, and his voice trembled with depression, "No..." At this moment he tried to get up, but he couldn't stabilize himself, and slipped again, depressed. The emotions finally broke out, rushed to Lin Chuan, and even shouted at himself, "No! I can do it myself!"

Lin Zhou froze for a moment, Lin Chuan had already struggled to get up and ran towards the bedroom.

There was the sound of objects falling in the corridor. Lin Chuan’s journey was not so much a run, but more like a drowning man struggling to survive. His legs were not strong enough, so he grabbed whatever he could grab along the way, just wanting to escape back to himself as soon as possible security area.

Afraid that he might get hurt, Lin Zhou chased him and hugged him, "Where are you going? Where are you going? I'll carry you."

Lin Chuan struggled for the last time, and then, as if he had exhausted all his strength, he bit his lip and turned his head away, not looking at Lin Zhou.

Lin Zhou looked at a loss, wrapped Lin Chuan in his arms, and kissed his forehead with heartache, "What's wrong? Tell me, what's wrong with you?"

Lin Chuan: "Go back to the bedroom..."

Lin Zhou hugged him horizontally, carefully carried him back to the bedroom, and put him on the bed.

Lin Chuan pulled the quilt to wrap himself up, "Go out."

Lin Zhou stood still, even if it would make his younger brother angry, he still felt it was more important to protect his safety.

Lin Chuan said in a more serious tone, "Go out."

Lin Zhou still didn't move.

Lin Chuan threw the pillow on Lin Zhou, then the quilt, clothes, and everything else he could grab. Finally, after his strength was exhausted, he gradually calmed down.

Lin Zhou didn't know what to say when he opened his mouth several times, and finally just guarded Lin Chuan silently.

After a long time, Lin Chuan said, "I'm dying."

Lin Zhou: "No, you are only 16 years old."

"All the doctors say that I won't live to be an adult." Lin Chuan said again calmly, "Brother, I'm dying..."

After filming this section, director Jiang carefully watched it several times, and finally sighed and said: "No, do it again for the bedroom section. Brother, come here, this time the problem is yours."

Director Jiang didn't call Chi Ming, he didn't know what Director Jiang said to Yan Jiu, but when he re-shot the bedroom scene, he clearly felt that Yan Jiu's state was different.

It is difficult to describe the specific details, but he has a very clear feeling that in the first time, he faced his younger brother Lin Chuan, but in the second time, he faced Yan Jiu.

Whether it's the slightly narrowed eyes, the indifferent expression on his face, or even the stubbornness in the depths of his eyes, he is most familiar with it. Several times, Chi Ming almost made a play, but the focus of this game is on Yan Jiu, Director Jiang He didn't stop because of his unsatisfactory performance.

In the end, Yan Jiu stripped off her clothes, revealing her pale and thin body, slowly raised her eyes to look at Chi Ming and said, "I'm dying."

His eyes were very calm, his voice was soft, and his tone was as ordinary as talking about the weather, but those four words were like a wedge, firmly nailed into Chi Ming's heart.

As if a hole had been poked in the heart, cold wind poured in continuously, and Chi Ming felt a chill from the inside out.

The scene went smoothly. Later, he heard director Jiang calling to stop, heard everyone praising Yan Jiu, and felt the assistant wrap himself in a blanket. He clearly remembered every process, but he was still in a daze until he returned to the hotel Just got back to normal.

After packing up, the first thing he did was to find Yan Jiu.

When he opened the door, Xiao Wandan was wearing a comfortable and warm sweater, with a lollipop in his mouth, and a round bump on his face.

It may be that the indoor lighting is warm, or it may be that the little dandy has just taken a bath, and his fair skin is showing a healthy color of blood.

Seeing Chi Ming, Yan Jiu squinted his eyes with a smirk, handed the half-eaten lollipop to Chi Ming, and asked, "You came to see me so late, are you asking for a date?"

Chi Ming rubbed his head helplessly, "Yes, I invite you out for dinner. There is a restaurant 10 minutes walk away, which is quite famous. I'm going to have some mutton soup right now, and you'll come with me. go."

Yan Jiu changed into a heavy woolen coat, put on a hat and mask, and went out with Yan Jiu.

The late autumn night was very cold, but Yan Jiu was wrapped up thickly, and she wore at least one more cashmere sweater than others, but even so, Chi Ming occasionally touched his fingers and felt that his skin was cold.

Chi Ming was very familiar with the movie city, and took Yan Jiu along a quiet and remote path, where there was no one around, he suddenly asked, "How are you doing now? Have you had a fever recently?"

Yan Jiu raised his hand and stared at it for a while as if counting his fingers, "It hasn't burned since autumn."

"What about the doctor? How to say?"

"Healthy, living medical miracle."

Chi Ming had a question in his mind, but he didn't ask it after all. Instead of just thinking about it, it's better to use practical actions to make Yan Jiu fat.

That restaurant was as delicious as in the legend, the soup base was simmered for a whole day, rich and rich, and the side dishes were also refreshing and sweet, after a bowl, Chi Ming felt his whole body was warmed up from the inside out.

When passing by the small shop, he bought two lollipops, one for himself and Yan Jiu.

There were few pedestrians on the way back, and it was so quiet that the sound of lollipops rubbing against teeth could be heard clearly, and some emotions washed out from the bottom of my heart.

The ginkgo leaves fell to the ground, forming a golden pile under the street lamp.

Chi Ming stopped and looked at Yan Jiu's back.

After a while, Yan Jiu also stopped and turned to look at Chi Ming.

Chi Ming took a deep breath, stepped forward a few steps faster, and hugged Yan Jiu into his arms.

It seemed that the whole world was silent, not even the sound of breathing could be heard.

After a long time, the voice gradually came back, and Chi Ming heard the ginkgo leaves falling down, sweeping across his shoulders and making a soft sigh.

At some point, Yan Jiu also hugged Chi Ming, wrapping his arms around his waist.

Chi Ming used to watch dramas, and often complained in his heart about those couples hugging each other. He didn't understand how much meaning this kind of hugging together can have, but now he himself has become the target of complaints. understood.

After a long time, Chi Ming kissed behind Yan Jiu's ear, then separated a little distance, took the lollipop from his mouth, and leaned over to kiss the corner of Yan Jiu's mouth.

Originally, he planned to just touch it lightly, but the evening wind was too cold, so he wanted Yan Jiu to go back early.

But Yan Jiu trembled slightly, and Chi Ming could clearly feel the trembling from his lips.

Reason is like the first fallen leaves in early autumn, buried at the bottom of the leaf pile.

Chi Ming's breathing was a little heavy, and he pressed Yan Jiu tightly into his arms with his hands, parted his lips, and tentatively invaded.

Residual sugary taste - very sweet.