I fell in love with the actor at first sight

The hat covered the face, but the hands were still exposed to the wind and snow. The thin snow fell on the phone screen one by one, and quickly turned into a puddle of small water stains.

Gu Chaoge felt inexplicably that the place where the snowflakes fell was not the fingers or the phone screen, but the heart.

Otherwise, why would it feel so cold.

A cold that penetrates the bone marrow.

This unremarked English nickname is my grandfather's personal secretary, Wang Feng.

Gu: Who is this?

Mr.wang: Master, the Fu family may have something to do with the accidental death of his wife and husband. If you want to investigate, you can start with this person.

Gu Chaoge did not reply to the message, turned off the screen, and took a breath of the cold air in the air.

Nothing could be worse.

At this time, a child in a white down jacket bumped into his thigh. This child was Yuxue and cute.

Gu Chaoge quickly supported him: "Are you all right?"

The little boy reached out and handed him a bag: "Thank you brother, here, a brother at the intersection asked me to give it to you."

Gu Chaoge followed the direction of his finger and looked at the intersection. White catkins were flying under the street lamp, but there was no one there.

The child was also a little dazed and scratched his head

Gu Chaoge rubbed the child's hair: "What kind of brother?"

The child seemed to think about it for a while: "It's an older brother in a black coat, he looks good."

Gu Chaoge had an idea, and reached out to point him to the human-shaped stand at the entrance of the cafe: "Is this brother?"

The child looked at it for a long time, then nodded heavily: "Yeah!"

Gu Chaoge took the bag: "Thank you, let's go."

I don't know what was in the bag, it was warm, Gu Chaoge opened it and glanced, his eyes moved slightly, there was an umbrella, a roasted sweet potato, and a piece of light blue post-it note inside.

It said on the paper: Your hands are too cold, if you don't want to eat, use it to warm your hands.

The words are beautiful, as if handwritten, and the sweet potatoes are also very fragrant. The moment the bag is opened, the sweet aroma comes out of the bag.

Gu Chaoge stood there in a daze for a while, then picked up the umbrella and opened it. The black umbrella has no pattern, which is very suitable for boys.

On the far side of the road, a black SUV had been parked for a long time, and snowflakes had covered the roof with a thick layer of white.

Fu Wenzhi leaned lazily on the co-pilot, watching the boy with an umbrella walk out of the commercial pedestrian street, and then boarded a taxi.

He said, "Okay, let's go back."

Zhou Lin was full of questions that had been stuck in his chest for a long time, but he didn't dare to ask them.

In any case, he never expected that his boss would ask him to stop by the side of the road and wait after drinking coffee with a certain director in the morning, and in the end it was just to give an umbrella and sweet potatoes to a mysterious person? ? ?

It's understandable if it's a woman, but why is the object a man? !

Zhou Lin kept his eyes on the steering wheel and moved at a slow speed in the extremely congested traffic in Xijing, almost quarreling with the owner of the car next door.

"Will you be able to drive, this man, is he frozen in such a tight crowd? Are you not afraid of rear-end collisions?"

"What do you press! It's just your broken car that has a horn, right?"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh it's so crowded, don't you go home for the New Year?"

Fu Wenzhi sat in the back seat, rubbing his forehead with a headache: "Can you do it?"

He almost forgot that he was an assistant. He usually acted like a grandson in front of Ji Xinran, and he didn't dare to speak loudly. As long as Ji Xinran was not present, it would be easy to fight with others.

Zhou Lin chuckled: "Of course, don't worry, Brother Fu."

"By the way, Brother Fu, how did you know it would snow today? You even brought an umbrella in advance"

Fu Wenzhi leaned on the backrest and said lightly, "Want to know?"

Zhou Lin: "Think!"

Fu Wenzhi suddenly came to tease his interest, and said lazily, "Let me tell you, I actually know fortune-telling. When I was a child, I met a monk. He said that I have strange bones, and I was born to eat this bowl of rice."

"real or fake?"

Zhou Lin gasped, and turned his head to look at the person in the back seat in surprise. Unfortunately, the latter had his head up and couldn't see his expression. He could only see a protruding part of his slim indigo sweater collar. Adam's apple.

"Dididi—" The car next to it began to honk its horn again

Zhou Lin just turned his head to look at the road, opened the window and cursed at the neighbor next door: "Hurrying to go home to reincarnate? Then you deserve to be blocked, go home late and cast a pig fetus!"

The owner of the car on the opposite side didn't respond. He probably didn't open the window and didn't hear it. After all, not everyone is as resistant to freezing as this young man.

After a long while, I heard a soft laugh from the back seat, the tone was cold, with three parts funny and seven parts teasing: "What age is this, young man, I think you have a strange bone, you really dare to believe it ?”

Zhou Lin said, "Then why..."

"Because I--read the weather forecast before going out."

"..."

Gu Chaoge got off the taxi, and the light in the guard room was on. The guard was a middle-aged man in his early fifties, and he came out with an 80s enamel jar to pour tea.

Gu Chaoge held the bag and said hello, "Hello, Brother Liu."

It has been snowing all day, there is a thick layer of snow on the street lamps, and there are all white snowflakes in the air, which makes the surroundings not very bright. This is not a high-end residential area, and no one has cleaned it.

However, Gu Chaoge wore a white sweater when he went out in the morning, his lower body was hidden in the darkness, and his upper body was about to merge with the snow. Suddenly, the doorman almost threw the jar in his hand in fright: "Ouch! You scared me!"

Gu Chaoge slid off his hat, walked forward a few steps quickly, and supported the tea mug for him: "Are you all right? Sorry, I scared you."

His voice is very magnetic and gentle, which makes people feel good when they hear it.

The guard smiled honestly: "It's okay, it's Xiao Gu? It's not safe to come back so late. Boys must protect themselves when they go out."

As Liu Jiaxing got older, his memory was not as good as before, but even though the person in front of him was a new owner who moved in a while ago, he had a deep memory.

On the day Gu Chaoge arrived, he checked his ID card. At first he looked at the face and thought it was those small wild models with knives on his face, little famous stars or something, but he took the ID card and looked at it. The ID photo was about a dozen or so. The photo was taken when I was [-] years old. The child was wearing a white shirt. Although his facial features were immature, they were already seven points full of charm. It must be impossible for this child to have plastic surgery when he was in junior high school.

It's someone else's parents who will have children. Look at this face, how beautiful it is.

Gu Chaoge scratched his hair, and responded obediently: "I'm late from get off work."

But when he heard the guard's words, he always felt that something was wrong...

The guard poured the tea and patted him on the shoulder: "Go back quickly, the wind and snow are so heavy, I'm freezing to death."

Gu Chaoge nodded, one turned and entered the community, and the other returned to the guard room to watch the night.

Not long after, another face poked out from the window of the guard room

The doorman warmed his hands with a tea mug, looked at the young man who had gone back and forth, and said with a smile, "What's the matter? You forgot your key?"

Gu Chaoge smiled, took out something from the bag in his hand and handed it in: "Brother Liu, do you want to eat roasted sweet potatoes? It's still hot."

The sweet aroma of roasted sweet potatoes instantly filled the small guard room

The doorman was choking on the cold, and took the sweet potato: "Young guys still eat roasted sweet potatoes now? Oh, it's still warm, it's so big, why don't you eat it?"

Gu Chaoge's fingers turned red from the heat, touched his earlobe, and fell silent for a moment: "I've eaten it, I bought too much."

In this kind of weather, a big roasted sweet potato is undoubtedly a timely help. The guard smiled from ear to ear: "Then my old Liu will thank you."

Gu Chaoge pulled his lips: "Then I'll go first."

The guard looked at his receding back from the glass of the guard room, weighed the roasted sweet potato in his hand again, and frowned slightly: "The sweet potato is big, but the person who baked the sweet potato is not very skilled, and some places can't get enough of it." Burnt."

Wrapped in a military coat, he ate roasted sweet potatoes, watched the TV program on his mobile phone, and sighed comfortably: "This young man is easy to suffer."

Ji Xinran roared: "Zhou Lin! Honestly, didn't he go out to meet Director Yang today? Why are there so many blisters on his hands?"

Zhou Linwo shivered on the sofa and looked in the direction of the bathroom, gritted his teeth to control himself not to tell the truth.

He didn't know that the actor's hand was injured so badly until he got home.

Because Fu Wenzhi's journey is completely the same as usual, if it weren't for Sister Xin's sharp eyes

Fu Wenzhi rinsed the blisters on his hands with cold water in the bathroom. A young and handsome face was reflected in the mirror. Some thin snow fell on his hair and melted into water droplets in the room. His forehead hair was combed back, revealing a smooth forehead. His eyes were expressionless, and he felt a bit cool when looking at people, and his lips, which had been turned white from the cold, were slowly recovering their color.

Suddenly, another face appeared in the mirror, with a cold face, but there was a stubbornness in his eyes that was different from the cold face.

That person seemed to be standing in a strange world at the other end of the mirror, silently staring at him.

Fu Wenzhi hooked his lips, the scene in the mirror collapsed, and his own face was still in the mirror.

He shook off the drops of water on his hands, propped his hands on both sides of the washstand, and muttered to the mirror: "It's really... crazy."

After drying his hands, he opened the bathroom door, and he could hear Ji Xinran's roar coming from the living room

"What the hell are you doing?!"

"You two just wear a pair of pants and hide it from me. If you make headlines, don't expect me to wipe your ass!"

Fu Wenzhi's brain ached from the noise, he stroked his temple with his hand, and accidentally touched the blister on his index finger, causing him to hiss in pain.

Ji Xinran's lectures came to an abrupt end, and Zhou Lin, who was scolded by her until he shrank in the corner of the sofa, saw that the savior had come out, and looked pitifully at him for help.

Fu Wenzhi frowned, and walked over: "What are you arguing about at my house?"

Ji Xinran: "Who did it? Was it plotted against?"

Fu Wenzhi looked at her and rolled his eyes: "Are you suffering from serious occupational diseases? I'm in the entertainment industry, not Infernal Affairs."

Ji Xinran didn't bother to talk to him: "Then what should you do with this hand? Go to the hospital? I'll go down and drive."

Fu Wenzhi sat on the sofa and closed his eyelids: "Small injury, just sleep and it will be fine."

Ji Xinran frowned: "A few fingers are hot red, and there are several blisters, just sleep well? Do you think you have a superhuman physique? No, you have to go to the hospital"

Fu Wenzhi opened his eyelids, and there was no emotion in his eyes: "My character is an inspirational actor who does not rely on family background and relies on himself. How can I explain it when I was photographed?"

Ji Xinran folded her arms around her chest: "It's simple, we all know people, so it's fine to make it more serious."

Fu Wenzhi: "..."

Ji Xinran said without doubt: "Fu Wenzhi, as long as you still treat me as your manager, you will listen to me! I won't force you either. If you still don't feel better tomorrow morning, just obediently follow me to the hospital? How about it?"

Fu Wenzhi's voice was so calm that there was no ups and downs, and he looked at her quietly: "What if I don't?"

Zhou Lin was so frightened by the tit-for-tat atmosphere in the air that he almost sat down on the ground.

Ji Xinran sneered: "Oh, no? Then I'll tell my uncle and aunt that you almost blew your hands off playing with firecrackers."

God's mother almost blew up her hands playing with firecrackers, let his parents know it's still worth it.

Fu Wenzhi was speechless: "...Ji Xinran, how old are you this year? Are you suing your parents?"

Ji Xinran replied very noblely and coldly: "No more, no less, exactly eighteen."

Fu Wenzhi smirked: "..."

God damn it, he's obviously two years older than me

Zhou Lin: "..." is simply poisonous

Gu Chaoge opened the door with the key, reached out and pressed a button at the entrance, and the lights in all the rooms turned on.

The heating enveloped his whole body, and his numb hands and feet began to warm up.

Gu Chaoge rubbed his stomach that was starting to twitch from hunger, stepped on the carpet with bare feet, walked to the sofa and sat down, put his hands in his hair and closed his eyes.

After a while, he opened his eyes, took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket, and opened it. The mobile phone was still on the personal information sheet.

Most people’s ID photos are very ugly, because they don’t have PS and can’t retouch the photos when taking ID photos. They even have to show their ears, no makeup is allowed, and there is no professional lighting.

But this person's ID photo is very good-looking. In the past few meetings, his hair is pure black, so that people can't imagine that he was so ostentatious a few years ago. His hair is an eye-catching flaxen color, and his facial features have grown. Open, there is a bright light in the eyes.

Compared with now, although the facial features have not changed much, the eyes have settled a lot.

Gu Chaoge pondered for a while, and finally opened the address book and made a call.

"Help me check things."

The author has something to say: thanks for reading

Manually thank Xier for the 99 bottles of nutrient solution ~muma~