my golden god

Yao Baize wanted to leave after being tired in Wen Minghuan's room for a long time, but Wen Minghuan refused to let him go.

"I have to read the script, and the filming will start in two days."

"It's the same as reading the script later."

Yao Baize looked at him, thinking that it was a pity that he was injured and unable to leave the room, so he should accompany him for a while.Unexpectedly, his intention to keep himself was not simple, the chatter became more and more ambiguous, and his actions gradually became ambiguous.Reluctantly, he grabbed the hand from his collar, "No, are you still injured?"

"A small injury, it's fine."

"It's very annoying, take care of your wounds, and we'll talk about it when you recover." Regardless of Wen Minghuan's 'sorrowful' eyes, Yao Baize refused very thoroughly.He was terribly frightened that time, and never wanted Wen Minghuan to be hurt again.

"I really don't want to see you lying there with a blank face again." Yao Baize said, helped him close the door, and went back to the room by himself.

Yao Baize really didn't like this luxurious residence, it was a bit empty, only he and Wen Minghuan plus some servants were here.There is no one else, and you have to rely on your private car to get in and out, and you have a sense of sight of a local tyrant.If given the chance to choose, he would rather live in the two-bedroom apartment.

Unfortunately, there is no time to go back there.

Throwing himself on the big soft bed, he took out the script and read it but didn't read much.He has been thinking a lot recently, he has more things to worry about, and he is more likely to get tired.

He fell asleep in a short while, and a picture of his previous life rarely appeared in his dream.It's about An Lan, it's also about Qi Wei, and what's more annoying is the intertwining of past and present characters.He even dreamed that he was standing on that bridge again. The difference was that this time there were no quarreling couples behind him, and he was the only one looking at the river.

Suddenly the body lightened and then fell rapidly, and the whole person woke up from the nightmare.

Touching his forehead covered in cold sweat, he ran to the balcony and sat down with the curtains drawn.Looking at the slightly bright sky outside, there is a ray of orange in the sky, and I suddenly feel a little cold.

"I am Yao Baize, I only have one identity!"

From the moment he met Qi Wei, the hidden worries that he secretly buried in his heart were reflected in his dream. Everything he has now is due to the blessing of rebirth.If one day God takes this luck away, then he will return to the desperate Yaobaize who has nothing.Without Wen Minghuan, without these friends, he would be regarded as a monster.

If he doesn't want to lose it all, he has to let the past disappear.That's why he hated Qi Wei so much, he felt uncomfortable when he saw him, and the thought of making him disappear kept turning in his mind.Pat your brain to wake yourself up and restrain yourself, even if you want one of them to disappear, you should take your time.

But full of 'fighting spirit', he was attacked by the damn cold in a blink of an eye, and started sneezing in the morning.This makes people quite speechless, because the temperature did not drop significantly yesterday, and Yao Baize did not experience common colds such as raining.So they don't understand how this guy's cold came from.

Yao Baize would not tell them that it was the result of getting up in the middle of the night to blow the night wind...

In general, colds are not always pleasant.When he sneezed for the 32nd time, Zhang Mingming gave him a big roll of his eyes, and then ran out to buy medicine resignedly.He still has a lot of work in the afternoon, if he is delayed by a cold, I believe Brother Shi will delay his salary for a while.

Zhang Mingming felt bitter in his heart, and begged Yao Baize to die less.

Of course you can't answer your friend's request, but first let him sneeze a few times...

Yao Baize's cold worsened when he went to take makeup photos in the afternoon, and he had developed a strong nasal voice.Fortunately, the set makeup photo doesn't need him as a small supporting role to toss, just take a few photos together.On the contrary, he was flattered that the big director came over to express his condolences in person due to his cold.

"Rest well, I hope your cold will not cause difficulties for filming."

A cold is a magical thing. It is not a serious problem but it can make the whole person's state worse, lethargy, nasal sound, and even more detrimental to the image, it will make people runny nose.

I thought that the great director would come over and say a few more words of comfort, but I didn't expect that when the words came out, it was like Chang Gong fell ill and the landlord came to remind him.He is a long-term worker, and the great director is a landlord.

What can he say as a poor hired man? He quickly apologized and said that he would pay attention and make the cold recover quickly. The big director left satisfied.

"Then another piece of cold medicine." Yao Baize, who became a dead dog after the director left, felt that he should not be too upset now. What he wanted to do most was not to accompany them here, but to go home and have a good sleep .

Zhang Mingming looked at him speechlessly and said, "As long as you don't die, you won't have any troubles today."

The dying young man snorted, and suddenly remembered someone he missed. He quietly asked Bao inquired about Zhang Mingming and asked, "Do you know that actor named Qi Wei?"

"It turned out to be your opponent, the male artist who was killed by you in seconds?"

Yao Baize nodded hastily, his little look of anticipation was short of picking up the news from Zhang Mingming himself.

"He later played a small role in a play that only appeared three times. I heard that he was slapped in the face last night, and I don't know if he will be able to play in the future."

It is definitely a serious matter for an actor to be slapped in the face, at least much more serious than Yao Baize's cold.Thinking of the loud "crack" in the toilet yesterday, it hurts his face just thinking about it.If you walk too much at night, you will run into ghosts.

"Ah, that's quite pitiful." He said without sincerity that this guy didn't feel any guilt at all.

Zhang Mingming was even more surprised, "How do you know him?" In terms of understanding of Yao Baize's social circle, no one dared to recognize Zhang Mingming as the second.He really didn't find out that Yao Baize had any contact with this artist, so he asked about it out of professional ethics.

But Yao Baize didn't want to reveal it, he just skipped the matter with a haha, anyway, his refusal to mention Qi Wei was very suspicious.Unaware that the words he asked casually caused countless associations behind Zhang Mingming's back, and he began to conduct a blanket investigation on this artist named Qi Wei until he got a book of information statistics.

Such a statistic really yielded something strange, I wonder if it was a coincidence, this Qi Wei used to be friends with a male artist, and the name of this male artist is the same as the name of the current Yao Baize!

His whole body was messed up, and he immediately started digging for this artist with the same name as Yao Baize, and found that they were completely different except that they both came from an orphanage and had the same name, so his little heart was put back. in situ.

However, this is the case, the artist with the same name as Yao Baize also began to enter the part of his subconscious attention. Out of some intuition, he always felt that this person had some connection with the current Yao Baize.

Leaving aside Zhang Mingming's distress, Yao Baize received a call from Wen Minghuan just after finishing his work, and he actually came downstairs here!Shocked, Yao Baize ran down in a hurry, seeing Wen Minghuan, who was well-dressed and did not look like a seriously injured patient at all, he was immediately unhappy.

"Why did you run out suddenly, is the wound okay?"

Wen Minghuan didn't speak, just said: "Get in the car and say, I know you're done." He had no choice but to get in the car first, and let's see how he plans to explain.And Wen Minghuan's explanation was... no explanation.He took Yao Baize directly to the hospital and consulted a specialist, just because he had a simple cold?

After being asked by the white-haired old man in front of him for a long time, Yao Baize's face became numb again. "Cold cold, I will prescribe some special medicine, and it should be fine within three days. But be careful, you may have fever symptoms tonight."

Looking at the serious-looking old man, he really wanted to say that he could take a cold and take medicine by himself, and who was fine and ran to the hospital for a cold.

And obviously, except for himself who didn't care, everyone else cared a lot, especially Wen Minghuan.He asked the precautions carefully before bidding farewell to the old expert. "Thank you. He is an actor, so he has to pay attention to his image. The cold has affected him a lot."

"Okay, don't worry, his condition will be much better after tonight. But the cold is the cause of weak immunity, so you should exercise more when you have time."

A strange light flashed in Wen Minghuan's eyes, he thanked him again, and left with Yao Baize.

During the period, Yao Baize looked at Wen Minghuan's abdomen from time to time, and he was worried that something would happen to Wen Minghuan, who was fine.And after that incident, he shouldn't be careful about the people who want his life outside, how could he rush out rashly!

"Wen Minghuan, are you alright?"

"Don't worry, I'm not that weak, I've gotten better a long time ago." Sitting in the back seat of the car, facing his lover's questioning, Wen Minghuan helplessly lifted up his clothes to show him.

Judging by the bandages, it's true... nothing, but he was more relieved to see that there was no blood seeping there. "Next time, don't come out casually. What activities can't be done after you recover from your injury?"

Unexpectedly, Wen Minghuan said, "But I'm holding back so much, and you won't let me touch..."

Yao Baize's white face suddenly turned pink, "Why are you talking about this in broad daylight... If you are really uncomfortable, I can help you... But with hands." Wen Minghuan kissed him as soon as he finished speaking. During the entanglement, he said, "It's fine to use other things."

Well, he really underestimated Wen Minghuan's thick skin, Yao Baize was startled when the car stopped downstairs of their former home. "Why is it here?"

"Don't you want to come back here? I thought you wanted to come back, so I brought you back here."

"It's not safe here! Let's go back there."

Suddenly a finger pressed his lips, "Don't be afraid, kid, it's just one night and nothing will happen."

I don't know if his eyes were too bewitching, but he actually agreed, and dazedly let Wen Minghuan lead them back to their former nest.It would be hypocritical to say that he dared not move the moment he opened the door. The room was filled with roses and candles at this moment. When the lights were turned off, the tenderness of his lover's face in the flickering candlelight made his heart flutter.

"When did you arrange it?"

"It doesn't matter, what matters is whether you like it or not."

"Of course." From Yao Baize who took the initiative to hug Wen Minghuan for the first time, he hugged Wen Minghuan lightly and kissed him according to his feeling. Who said he has to take the initiative every time...

"Wait, I have a cold!"

"It's okay, exercise can help recover from a cold."