Golden Suit Brothers

Gu Jiacheng watched Wu Jiacheng being taken away by the man in black coldly. In order not to be subject to this insidious and cunning man for fifteen cents, he endured humiliation for today.

With a groan, he threw himself into Gu Jiacheng's arms: "Let's not separate, okay?"

Gu Jiacheng hugged him tightly: "We won't separate." He hugged the boy's warm body, fifteen cents' heart was pounding against his chest, he touched fifteen cents' soft and fluffy short hair, and his heart surged share love.

Suddenly, Fifteen Mao lifted up that face that he couldn't see clearly, but he knew it must be cute, and said, "You should get up!"

Gu Jiacheng woke up in a jerk, stretched out his arms randomly, touched left and right, pressed off the alarm clock that was still repeating "You should get up! You should get up! You should get up!", scratched his hair, feeling that this dream is over It's a pity, I finally defeated the boss, and I haven't had a good day yet.

During the lunch break, Gu Jiacheng called [-] cents, and after answering the call, there was an earth-shattering coughing sound.

Gu Jiacheng asked worriedly: "What's wrong? Cough so badly?"

The coughing over there finally stopped, and he said in a hoarse voice: "It's okay, my throat is cold—" before finishing speaking, there was another earth-shattering cough.

"Stop talking," Gu Jiacheng felt anxious, "Go see a doctor if you don't feel well."

"How can I be so delicate," the other party said angrily, "I'm taking medicine."

"No, go see a doctor." Gu Jiacheng demanded.

"Can a psychiatrist do it?" The other party laughed and coughed again.

"Stop talking, ask for leave today, where is your home? I'll buy you medicine." Gu Jiacheng didn't know how urgent his voice was.

"Thank you for your concern, but I still have to start work today, heck, I don't have to rest." The other party is still in good spirits, "I won't talk about it, goodbye~"

Gu Jiacheng hung up the phone with a beep, his heart was hanging in the air and he couldn't let it go.

Is Wu Jiacheng this assistant?Will he die without an assistant?

Wu Jiacheng hung up the phone and said to his assistant Zhizhong: "It's okay, cough cough, your wife is going to give birth, cough, baby, it's a big deal, go back and take care of her."

Zhizhong said with a sad face, "But if you look like this, if I walk away, Sister May will scold me to death."

"It's all right~ cough cough, don't worry, it's just taking pictures of the plane, cough, don't talk. Well, well, well." Wu Jiacheng finished speaking as much as he could while suppressing his cough.

"I'm not worried about the shooting, I'm afraid you won't be able to hold back your words." Zhizhong's face twisted his facial features together.

"Hurry up and give birth!" Wu Jiacheng laughed angrily and coughed.

Zhizhong finally rushed to his wife's side. Although his wife had lied about the military situation many times, no matter how many times he talked about having a child, he would not take it lightly. One thing, he's about to have a big accident.Before leaving, he prepared a handful of throat lozenges and cough syrup for Wu Jiacheng. There are so many varieties and varieties that one can't help but sigh that it is a record company after all.

Wu Jiacheng sat alone in the dressing room holding a cup of hot water and waited. He felt hot and cold. His whole body was only half aware of his body. His throat was probably swollen, and the gas from his nose was full of sparks, and his fingers were swollen. Painful, touch the forehead, the temperature of the hand and the forehead.I know in my heart that I am really sick, but I still have to ask for leave. This shoot is for the promotion of the new album. The manager has repeatedly told me that it is very important. The photographer is specially invited. If I don’t shoot this time, I will probably have to wait There will be a schedule in a month, and the new album will have been released by then.

"Brother Jiacheng, it's time to start work!" the photography assistant called him.

He looked in the mirror, the makeup artist worked very carefully, the foundation covered the real face tightly, and he couldn't tell whether it was red or white, he nodded to himself, and he was dead set, not unable to get up!

In the afternoon, after Gu Jiacheng finished his work, he was like a monkey sitting on pins and needles. He couldn't sit still. He really wanted to visit the fifteen cents class. Unfortunately, he didn't have the address, and no one responded to his text messages. He called Turning off the phone again, I had to settle for the next best thing, and dragged my friend Dawei to pour out my heart.

The two closed the blinds furtively, and put their legs on the table. Gu Jiacheng's eyes were empty: "Dawei, I think he has changed."

Dawei folded his hands on his chest, and said like an expert: "It's not him who has changed, it's you who have changed."

“How come you see?”

"I remember that a month ago you didn't watch the sports channel, but the NBA star and others didn't know it. How many times have you told me about Wu Jiacheng in the past two days? Isn't it all because of your mysterious kid."

"I think Wu Jiacheng—"

"Stop! I won't listen, I won't listen!" Dawei covered his ears and shook his head like a girl.

"You know you're trying to trick me into hitting you by doing this?"

Dawei put down his hands and shook his head: "You, you just admit that you are in love, so what if you are stubborn?"

Gu Jiacheng looked upright: "You are full of...thoughts, we are a pure friendship."

"Shit, I don't know you yet."

"What do you know about me?"

"I know everything about you."

"It's a pity that I can't respond to your wish."

"I'm full of intentions to kill you now."

"Since I stepped on your sneakers three years ago, you have beaten me to death every day, which perfectly explains the word narrow-minded."

"Don't you think you're missing an important part?"

"Is there?" Gu Jiacheng put on a negotiating elite face.

"Those shoes are the Gordon Signature Edition!"

"They said it was a fake."

"Bah! Gu Jiacheng, I'm going to strangle you to death!"

Friendly conversations often end in fights, as is often the case in the world.

Gu Jiacheng sent a text message to 10 cents every [-] minutes, the content was nothing more than taking medicine?How's your body?Still at get off work?This kind of meaningless nonsense.He found that if he sent a message and received no response, he would naturally get anxious, and if he didn't send it, it would be even more painful.

He was waiting while watching TV, when suddenly the phone beeped, and a text message came in, Gu Jiacheng quickly clicked on it, but it was a mobile customer text message.He threw the phone on the bed in disappointment, went to the bathroom to wash it, then ran out to pick up the phone from the bed, took it to the bathroom and put it in the mirror cabinet in the bathroom.

Until almost midnight, Gu Jiacheng was already tired physically, but kept a high level of vigilance mentally. When everything was silent, the phone beeped, and he immediately grabbed it to see that it was really fifteen cents.

'Thank you for your concern, I have already called it a day and went home to rest. '

He called right away, and his mood fluctuated with the waiting tone of the phone.

"Hi." The voice was hoarse.

"How are you? Didn't you just call it a day?"

"Well, it's okay." There was still a nasal voice in the hoarseness, but he stopped coughing. Gu Jiacheng guessed that his throat was already inflamed and swollen because of the coughing too much.

"Have you taken your medicine?"

"Eat, don't worry, it's fine."

"You..." For the first time, Gu Jiacheng felt what was going on, he had so many things to say, but he didn't know where to start. "Don't be brave."

"No way," the other party smiled, "it's just a little illness, it's fine."

"I'll go to your house to take care of you." Gu Jiacheng finally said.

The other party hesitated for a moment and replied, "No need, it's so late."

Gu Jiacheng knew that "late" was not the real reason for the other party's refusal, but he refused to think about the answer that hurt his heart. He understood that opening a door to strangers is not something that can be done by holding the doorknob and turning it.

He simply asked, "Is there anything I can do?"

The other party's voice became hoarse and soft: "May I ask if there are any roses left for the chat fee last time?"

"There's a lot left." Gu Jiacheng smiled slightly.

"Then can you sing me a song? I'm so sleepy, but I have a headache and can't sleep. My family used to sing to me when I was young."

Gu Jiacheng was in trouble, not because he didn't want to sing, but because there were not many other songs he could sing except "We will we will rock you". He thought for a while: "Let me read to you, I'm afraid you will have nightmares tonight."

The other party smiled hoarsely: "Okay."

He got up and walked to the bookshelf by the window. The rows of spines were illuminated by the dim light. He stretched out his hand and clicked from left to right. He clicked on Oscar Wilde's fairy tales. After hesitating, he continued to take out an English version of The Little Prince from the right.

"I have a copy of The Little Prince, is there an English version available?"

"It's all good." The other party's voice contained some sleepiness.

Gu Jiacheng flipped through it casually. He didn't want to start reading from the first page. He pressed his hand on the page and exhaled as softly as possible: ""Whoareyou" asked the little prince, and added, "You are very pretty tolookat."

"Iamafox," said thefox.

"Come and play with me," proposed the little prince."I am soun happy."

"I cannot play with you," thefox said. "I am not tamed."

"Ah! Please excuse me," said the little prince.

But, after some thought, headed: "What does that mean--'tame'"

"You don't live here," said the fox. "What is it that you are looking for"

"I am looking for men," said the little prince. "What does that mean--'tame'"

"Men," said thefox. "They h□□ eguns, and they hunt. It is very disturbing. They raise chickens. These are their only interests. Are you looking for chickens"

"No," said the little prince. "I am looking for friends. What does that mean--'tame'"

"Itis an act too often neglected," said the fox."It means to establish ties."

"'To establishties'"

"Just that," said thefox. "Tome, you are still nothingmorethanalittleboywhois justlikeahundredthousandotherlittleboys. then we shall need each other. Tome, you will be unique in all the world. To you, I shall be unique in all the world..."

Hearing the sound of even breathing coming from over there, he asked in the lightest voice, "Are you asleep?"

He thought there would be no answer, and was about to hang up the phone, but he didn't expect a nasal and sleepy voice to come from the phone: "Well, I'm asleep."

He couldn't help but smiled: "Good night."

"How much is my chat fee left?"

Gu Jiacheng couldn't help laughing, and remembered this: "There is still a flower."

"Okay, good night."

"Good night."

He didn't tell him that the remaining rose was a priceless treasure, and a lifetime of chatting would never be used up.

This section quotes the translation of The Little Prince as follows:

"Who are you?" said the little prince, "you are beautiful."

"I am a fox," said the fox.

"Come and play with me," suggested the little prince, "I am very distressed..."

"I cannot play with you," said the Fox, "I am not yet tamed."

"Ah! I'm so sorry," said the little prince.

After thinking for a while, he said again:

"What do you mean by "tame"?"

"You are not from here," said the fox. "What are you looking for?"

"I'm here to find someone," said the little prince. "What do you mean by 'tame'?"

"Men," said the Fox, "they have guns, and they hunt, and that's a nuisance! Their only saving grace is that they keep chickens, too. Are you looking for chickens?"

"No," said the little prince, "I have come to find friends. What do you mean by 'tame'?"

"It's a long-forgotten thing," Fox said. "It's about 'making a connection.'"

"build connection?"

"Exactly," said the fox. "To me, you're just a little boy, like a million other little boys. I don't need you. You don't need me either. To you, I'm just a fox, and the others Thousands of foxes are the same. But if you tame me, we will be indispensable to each other. To me, you are the only one in the world; to you, I am the only one in the world.”