818 The actor who was raised by my milk

Everyone has had the experience of waiting.

For Chi Ming, most of them are waiting for the start-up, for makeup, for the director to call action, for the finale, and for new dramas to be released.

Others have very little experience.

Since he started acting, his work and rest time seems to be in another dimension, and he can meet with fewer and fewer friends. In the third dimension, he is almost an insulator. Occasionally, he makes a small meeting. The other party knows that he has a tight schedule and heavy tasks, and rarely when late.

It may be that you are not exercising, and you will feel extra tormented when you wait for someone once in a while.

He doesn't have a timing tool on his body, but there seems to be a giant second hand hanging above his head, which is a snail. At the same time, his brain circuit can circle the earth three times, but the second hand can only move one frame.

Chi Ming was not only anxious, but also nervous.

If there is a mirror in front of him, he must rehearse his lines in front of the mirror, and try to adjust his voice, tone and eyes to the most appropriate state when he sees Yan Jiu, but he doesn't have a mirror, so he can only practice a few times in his head.

The lines are like a pencil drawing that has been changed over and over again. The eraser makes the paper fluffy. The more I try to improve it, the more dirty and chaotic the picture becomes. At the end of the change, not only does it not have an ideal opening line, but the whole paper is smeared. It was pitch black, and the words were punched back to their original shape, turning into a layer of toner that penetrated into the paper.

Later, his mind became more and more confused, and finally after a certain critical point, he was emptied by one-click format.

The main system is paralyzed, and the backup system is struggling to survive - if you don't know what to say, then forget it.

As long as you see Yan Jiu, hug him and don't let go, yes, that's it, until you think of a line.

The second hand above his head crawled slower and slower, and Chi Ming's brain circuit finally restarted by 0.5%, and he managed to pay a little attention. Only then did he realize that, at some point, there were more birds singing around him, and they were getting farther and farther away from him. Nearly, stepping on the upper limit of melodiousness, it is vaguely going in the direction of noise.

He turned to face the direction of the sound, and saw colorful birds parked on the branches a few meters away. The remaining sunset glow spread on the bird feathers. They were like small Christmas gifts, hanging on the emerald green background and shining .

In addition, there are countless birds circling around the tree. At first glance, they seem to be disorganized, but if you look closely, you will find that they are like a group of lively planets, revolving around the star noisily.

Subconsciously, Chi Ming looked at the location of the "star", and saw a "vacuum zone" with a radius of two or three meters, as if some kind of force separated the colorful birds from the outside, and the center of the "vacuum zone" , there is an inconspicuous star hidden, standing still in the cover of the branches and leaves, if you don't stare there carefully, it is almost impossible to find that there is a bird sitting there.

Yes, a little bird.

yellow.

red face.

A tuft of long hair on the top of the head.

Before he knew it, Chi Ming had already walked under the branch, only one meter away from the yellow star.

Finally, the star cast a faint light on his asteroid, and the sunset light condensed into two light spots in his eyes, and fell awkwardly on his face.

After restarting the process by 20%, Chi Ming temporarily recovered his language function, his mind became hot, and he blurted out two words, "Son?"

The little parrot frowned the non-existent eyebrows in a way Chi Ming was extremely familiar with, "Who do you call your son?"

It was Yan Jiu's voice.

The restart failed, and the progress dropped back to 0.5%. Chi Ming blankly conjured up a scene—kneading Yan Jiu into a clay figurine, then flattening it into a round shape, and stuffing it into a little doll in the shape of Xuanfeng.

His son's voice was not like this before.

This is not his son.

This is Yan Jiu.

Yan Jiu has become his son...

Yes, his son and Yan Jiu were originally the same person... the same bird?

The restart failed x2, and Chi Ming's antique Mauser continued to jam. At this time, the little parrot sighed indistinctly, like a leaf, and lightly fell on Chi Ming's shoulder.

Now he is more indecisive than when he was with Lin Yuan, he resisted rubbing Chi Ming's neck.

The little parrot might really be a star. Chi Ming suddenly felt that half of the shoulder was very heavy. It wasn't physical, but it felt... as if the weight of half the world was there.

He didn't dare to move.

After the stars set, the vacuum zone on the tree disappeared immediately. Birds of all colors took crab steps and moved sideways to a more suitable position for onlookers.

In every sense, they are like the little light bulbs on the Christmas tree, the eyes squeeze together, almost converging into the white light on the stage.

There was only a red line in the sky left in Xihui, and the noisy bird calls weakened almost instantly. The two people under the tree were silent with each other. There was originally a background of BGM, but soon there was no interference. In the pure silence, only floating Inaudible breathing.

Not only did Chi Ming not dare to move, he subconsciously held back his breath, perhaps due to insufficient oxygen supply, and his heartbeat became louder and louder to express his dissatisfaction, "Boom—boom—boom" was deafening.

After a long time, the little parrot moved its wings.

The restart process soared to 60% in an instant, and Chi Ming also moved his stiff shoulders, "You...don't change your body?" After finishing speaking, he felt that something was wrong. The one who transformed was Sailor Moon, not his parrot, so he added Said, "That's right, become a human being."

He imagined countless versions of the meeting scene, and rehearsed hundreds of lines over and over again, but they were all addressed to the "person". Easy to get started.

Right now, the person he is thinking about falls on his shoulders, and he can't even see his appearance. No matter what he says or does, he can't express himself at all.

Originally, Xiao Jiu turned back into a parrot to try to narrow down his target, but by accident, he discovered the benefits of doing so. Hiding under the appearance of a parrot, he didn't have to face the guilty conscience of being turned over.

So he took advantage of the situation and said nonsense, "I can't change shape for the time being."

"No wonder..." Chi Ming wanted to touch his head, but as soon as he raised his hand a little, he gave up in an embarrassing and stiff movement, "Is it because the soul has just recovered? You... I don't understand, why do you feel uncomfortable?" ?"

"No, just wait for the spiritual power to recover."

OK, spiritual power.Chi Ming couldn't see him, only heard the voice, so he figured out that Yan Jiu was talking about spiritual power with him, no matter how rationally he analyzed it, he felt like he went to the wrong set.

He tried to chat awkwardly, "How long will it take for that spiritual power to recover?"

"Are you in a hurry? Is it inconvenient for you now?"

Chi Ming's brain circuit was twisted, and he almost fell into a ditch. He hurriedly stabilized his thoughts, "No, I just... want to see you."

The little parrot flew in front of Chi Ming, and Chi Ming habitually reached out to catch it.

"See now?"

"Yes, I saw it."

The sound and the picture are combined into one, and the feeling of twisting Yan Jiu into a bird is even stronger.

Little parrot: "You just called me son?"

"……got used to."

"Then after my spiritual power recovers, I will continue to be your 'son'?"

Gradually regained the familiar feeling from the tone, restarted 80% of the process, Chi Ming recovered the most basic thinking and adaptability of human beings, and said back: "It depends on what you have changed. If you are below, then give me another role." If the son is over two years old, he will continue to be a boyfriend, if he is over 20 years old..."

Chi Ming stopped the car in time, and it turned out that 80% of his brain was not enough, he almost blurted out that if he is over [-], he can get married and get a certificate.

Professor Chi said that the way of proposing marriage can reflect a man's hidden character.

It was so dangerous, I almost proposed marriage in a foolish way.

The little parrot didn't intend to let him go, "Above, or below, what's the specific difference?"

Chi Mingxin said that there is a big difference between being able to see and eat and being able to see and not eat, but he said seriously, "As an adult, minors should be taken care of, so be a son first."

"Then when you see me now, do you think of Xiao Jiu or Yan Jiu?"

Chi Ming immediately thought of the classic torture that human beings torture each other in a love relationship-I fell into the water with your mother, who do you save first?

Get points for the right answer, and die for the wrong answer.

The answer that came to his lips was "Xiao Jiu and Yan Jiu are both you", but it was immediately denied. The person concerned knows this kind of question best, but if he still wants to ask it, it means that he minds, and if he minds, you just You can't get away with the answer that both fish and bear's paws are delicious.

Chi Ming fell into deep thought.

The little parrot asked: "Can't you answer?"

With this sentence, the clue that was almost caught was unhooked again. Chi Ming closed his eyes. Since the routine is not good, he might as well be sincere. In fact, he himself also wants to know the answer to this question.

He tried to let go for a few seconds, and when his thoughts returned, he remembered a small figure.

The man had a "Number Five" sign on his chest.

Chi Ming slowly opened his eyes, looked at the little parrot, "You are number five."

The little parrot frowned slightly, "...what?"

Chi Ming: "'I am number five, I grow up to be quite the king of Hades'."

"You What? Who told you? Shen Danqing?"

"I remembered it myself." Chi Ming sat on the ground, put the little parrot on his knees, but was able to look at him more closely, "Didn't you say that people look back on their lives before they die? That's when I remembered it."

"How is it possible? Father deleted your memory. You have long forgotten what happened at that time, and only I remember..." The little parrot suddenly stopped when he said this.

Could it be that the father lied to him?

The little parrot stared at Chi Ming flickeringly, tried several times to confirm but failed to speak, this question is too important, whether Chi Ming knew indirectly through others or kept memories by himself, these are completely different things.

Chi Ming saw that he was hesitating, so he didn't rush, but just waited patiently.

After a long time, the cold purple light enveloped Chi Ming, and when the light dissipated, the little parrot turned into a human form, half-kneeling in front of Chi Ming, pressing his knee with one hand, and getting very close to him.

"Chi Ming, do you really remember me?"

Chi Ming suddenly saw Yan Jiu, and felt his heart was about to break, but in the shattered dust, there was a blazing fire hidden, trembling and emitting a faint light.

He looked into Yan Jiu's eyes, and after a long time, he suddenly leaned over and kissed his lips.

At the same time, a heavy sigh fell in my heart.

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