[fanxing] actor

After getting in the car, Wu Yifan couldn't stop asking about his health, which made Zhang Yixing a little unnatural, and maybe it was because of the confession just now that the resistance arose, the atmosphere was a little silent, Zhang Yixing opened his mouth first.

"I remember what you said just now."

Wu Yifan turned to look at him, only to hear him say.

"It's just that few people in my line of work will take it seriously, and those high-ranking officials and rich gentry just use us to pass the time, and sometimes make fun of us. You have to bear with it, because you are an actor, and if you do this line of work, you must If you abide by the rules of the trade, you will inevitably be bound by the rules and regulations."

Normally, Zhang Yixing wouldn't talk about these things with others, but now he wanted to say them out of nowhere.

"Outsiders only know that Zhang Yixing came out of the Hall of Fame, and he is a famous actor. To put it bluntly, he is just a singer, and no one should treat him differently. In this year, everyone wears colored glasses, which is understandable. What you said today really surprised me, is it true that people who wear military uniforms and drink foreign ink treat people differently from ordinary people?"

Hearing Zhang Yixing say so much in one breath, Wu Yifan opened his mouth, he didn't know how to answer, thought for a long time, took out a jade card from his body, handed it to Zhang Yixing, and said seriously, "As long as Zhang Yixing If he needs me, I'll be there for him, forever."

Seeing his seriousness again and the jade card in his hand, Zhang Yixing couldn't help laughing, and changed into a light-hearted and teasing tone, "Then what is this thing? Let me see things and think about others." ?”

He smirked, poorly, "I brought this stone with me, and I gave it to you. It's the testimony I promised just now, um... But you really don't need to look at things and think about others. I don't care about others." Just here, just look at me and think of me."

Zhang Yixing smiled slightly, playing with the gadgets in his hands, thinking that he had been on stage countless times, and learned to observe words and expressions since he was a child, so he was inevitably more cautious.

On the stage, I was wearing Tsing Yi, playing horses, and outsiders didn't know how desolate and lonely I was behind the phoenix crown and xiapei, wandering in the glitzy world, accompanied by only the thin clothes and the cold silence that pierced through the ages, and I was used to being ignored by no one. During the day, he was flattered by Wu Yifan's enthusiasm.

I sang five or six times a day, and my body was already exhausted. I fell on one shoulder in a drowsy state and wanted to fall asleep. Listening to the sound of even breathing and smelling the faint body fragrance that seems to have a calming effect, I feel more sleepy. After a while, he fell into a deep sleep.

Wu Yifan gently put the overcoat on the car seat over Zhang Yixing's body carefully, and smiled to see him sleeping soundly in his arms, his happiness was beyond words.

Zhang Yixing's long eyelashes moved slightly, and the faint dimple at the corner of his mouth made his already indescribably beautiful appearance even more intoxicating.

I couldn't help but think of a sentence my husband taught me in school.

"Smile sweetly, look forward to your beautiful eyes."