Transmigrated into the cannon fodder abandoned by the actor

When Xie Luyu first entered the entertainment industry, he showed extraordinary talent in language and sense of humor, and all variety shows were willing to invite him.

If Xie Luyu is willing, chatting with Xie Luyu will be a very comfortable thing.

Not to mention that when the target was Gu Qingchi, Xie Luyu's whole body was mobilized.

From time to time, he would throw the topic to Gu Qingchi, let him think about it, and participate in the chat, Gu Qingchi was brought to the fun little anecdotes by his vivid narration, and then gradually calmed down, forgetting his anxiety.

At around four o'clock in the morning, Gu Qingchi fell asleep unknowingly. He was lying on the side of the bed, with his face pressed against the soft quilt, his hands on the side of his face, and his mobile phone beside him.

He slept until eleven o'clock in the noon, and he was still chatting with Xie Luyu in his dream. When Gu Qingchi woke up, he thought he was chatting with Xie Luyu, and said a word in a daze.

"I also want to eat Yangchun noodles."

Xie Luyu's voice came from the phone.

"Then let's go eat another day."

Gu Qingchi was completely awake at this time.

It's past eleven o'clock at noon, Xie Luyu has not hung up the phone since night till now, Gu Qingchi replied after a while.

"Well, let's eat it another day."

"You didn't eat breakfast, don't eat too exciting for lunch"

Xie Luyu paused after speaking.

"I was changing the script yesterday, thinking that you could still accompany me to change it, so I didn't hang up."

Xie Luyu was afraid that Gu Qingchi's phone bill would run out, so he recharged his phone bill.

"Well, is it over now?"

"I'm done changing. I'm hungry. Go eat something and sleep. You go to eat too. You'll sleep right away after breakfast. Don't forget that we'll eat Yangchun noodles another day."

Gu Qingchi hummed, and then there was a moment of silence, both of them were waiting for the other to hang up the phone, it was Xie Luyu who spoke first half-jokingly.

"Xiao Gu, hang up, the phone bill will run out later."

Gu Qingchi hummed again, he hesitated for a while, whispered a word, and then quickly hung up the phone.

Xie Luyu held up his mobile phone, and was stunned when he heard the busy tone from inside. After a while, he jumped up from the sofa, excited like a dog biting a thrown wooden stick.

Just now Gu Qingchi said, I will miss you.

Father Gu pressed his temples, looking a little tired.

Mrs. Gu glanced at him while peeling the grapefruit.

"What's the matter? I haven't been in a good mood lately. If you can't get up in the morning, don't get up. Sleep late and be lazy. Let Gu Xie do it first."

Gu Xie coughed and was kicked by Mrs. Gu, who glanced at him.

"Speak well if you have something to say."

Gu Xie was easily suppressed, and he looked a little pitiful for a tall man at this time.

"I just feel a little uncomfortable in my throat..."

Gu Qingchi next to him had a itchy throat, and tried hard to hold it back, but finally couldn't hold it back, coughed, Madam Gu turned her head and asked for warmth.

"Oh, Chi Chi, drink some honey water later, I'll cut a pear and eat some pulp."

After Madam Gu finished speaking, she went to get the pears. The refrigerator dedicated to storing fruits was not here, so Father Gu also got up and went with Madam Gu, casually said before leaving.

"Xiao Xie, for tomorrow's meeting, I will ask the secretary to contact you and give you the information."

Tomorrow's meeting was originally Gu's father's.

Only Gu Xie and Gu Qingchi were in the living room, they looked at each other, and after two or three seconds, both of them burst out laughing.

Father Gu has been a little depressed recently.

He often dreams after falling asleep at night, and forgets it when he wakes up. It’s okay. Most people’s dreams are only remembered for a short time after waking up and then forgotten, but he faintly feels that the forgotten things are very important. , There is always a feeling of loss when I wake up.

Maybe you're really tired, so let's take a break.

he thought.

……

The garden was full of roses and lush plants taller than a person.

This is his home, but it's not exactly, because there are some discrepancies with Gu's father's memory.

Father Gu could clearly realize that he was dreaming.

There was the sound of children laughing from nearby, and then a teenage boy emerged from among the two-tall tall foliage.

Father Gu recognized it, it was when Gu Xie was a teenager.

The originally cold and hard lines on Gu's father's face subconsciously softened a little, revealing a faint smile.

Until the dense plants trembled twice, a beautiful child of eight or nine years old ran out of it, with a rosy face that is unique to children of this age, white skin, bright eyes, and a bright smile. He lively went after Gu Xie , calling Gu Xie loudly, dragging out the ending, sounding like a spoiled child.

"Brother, slow down~"

The smile on Gu's father's face froze, and the child's eyebrows and eyes were clearly the same as Gu Qingchi when he was young.

Father Gu instinctively leaned over, until the eight or nine-year-old child passed through his body holding his own little ball with a smile, and he realized that he couldn't touch them, and he couldn't do anything about it.

The scene changed quickly, this time it was on the basketball court upstairs at home, both of them were a little older, both of them were wearing jerseys, because there were fine beads of sweat on their foreheads and faces because of sports.

Father Gu lowered his head and found that he was also wearing a jersey and had a basketball in his hand.

They all looked at Gu's father, and the two children opened their hands, as if they wanted to join hands to stop their father.

The body moved automatically, dodging, passing, jumping, and shooting.

Several movements were done in one go. When the basketball hit the floor heavily, Gu's father turned his head, and then the two young boys ran over. The younger one jumped up and hung on Gu's father because of his short stature.

The older child is competitive and purses his lips. Even though he is still in the growth stage, he is far less tall than an adult, and he doesn't make excuses for himself. He just wants to surpass his father.

"Dad, come again, teach me how to pass others just now."

Younger children are sticky and don't mind being easily defeated, blowing rainbow farts hard and sincerely.

"Father is amazing~"

After blowing rainbow farts, I still don’t forget to benefit myself.

"Chichi wants to eat ice cream~"

Gu's father instinctively wanted to respond to him - he could only eat half of it, not more.

His lips moved, but before he could speak, everything in front of him disappeared again, and then reassembled to form a new scene.

This time it was on the stairs at home.

The sound of the piano could be faintly heard upstairs. Father Gu raised his head, walked up the stairs slowly, and came to the piano room.

The door of the piano room was half-closed, and the young man inside was jumping flexibly on the keys with his hands. The sunlight came in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, making his side face look extraordinarily gentle. There was a smile on his mouth, and his mood seemed to flow from under his fingers. Joyful as a note.

Father Gu had had a dream for a long time, but this time when he woke up, he didn't forget it.

When he woke up in the middle of the night, Gu's father lightly took a cigarette and bit it into his mouth, and quietly closed the door. He was leaning on the balcony and blowing the night wind. He kept biting the cigarette, but it didn't light up.

It was too real, the real father Gu vaguely felt that he hadn't actually missed the youngest son's 20 years of life, and it was wrong to do so now.

At this moment, in a place unknown to everyone, the world is running like a precision instrument.

[The security period has passed, and the security program is completely closed. 】

Because the security program has been turned off, the anomaly will not be corrected, so that a little bit of original truth emerges from the false appearance.