The No.15 Years of Loving the Actor

The young and beautiful maid took him to a room on the third floor, looked at his dirty appearance and took a big step back, "There is a bathroom inside, go take a shower by yourself. You will sleep here at night." Said Turn around and leave.

Zhao Yiran stood at the door for a while, then gently opened the door and walked in.What catches the eye is an oversized bed with sky blue dolphin wallpaper on the wall, a bright and clean table and a comfortable sofa.Zhao Yiran's eyes lit up, he took a step forward and reached out to touch the blue dolphin on the wallpaper, he had never seen such a beautiful house before.After touching the soft bed, he finally felt happy.

He walked up and down the room, looking here and there, and opened the bathroom door casually.He poked his head slightly and found himself in a place he had never seen before.

After admiring the bathroom with novelty, he felt that this was a place to take a bath. Since he was a child, he always used a small basin to hold water and stood on the ground with a towel to take a bath. He had never seen these things before.He tentatively turned on the shower, and was startled by the sudden jet of water. He threw the shower with a flick of his hand, and it hit the floor with a loud noise.

He made up his mind and hurriedly picked up the shower, tentatively poured it on his body and found that it was really convenient, but the water was very cold.

But he thought that was the case, so he washed it indifferently.Because he used cold water to wash every day in summer, and there were too many children in the orphanage, so he was always the last one to take a bath, and when he ran out of hot water, he could only wash with cold water.

He was washing tremblingly when a voice suddenly came from behind him, "What are you doing?"

Zhao Yiran shivered in shock, turned around and saw a little boy standing by the door.He was wearing sky-blue pajamas and pajamas, with a nightcap on his head.The face is fair and delicate, very beautiful.But the eyes are sharp, calm and straightforward, not as deceptive as his appearance.

The boy was so good-looking and imposing. Zhao Yiran had never seen such a person since he was a child. He felt a little shorter, and said softly, "I'm taking a bath."

The little boy looked at him trembling all over, and his lips were purple from the cold.Without saying a word, he stepped forward and stretched out his hand to test the water temperature, then turned to him and said, "Why do you wash with cold water?" His voice was tender and clear, which didn't match his aura, but matched his face.

Zhao Yiran didn't speak, and the boy didn't ask him any more, he just turned the water in the shower to warm, turned around and walked out.

Zhao Yiran looked at his back, the little boy suddenly turned to him and said, "Your door is open, remember to close it." After speaking, he helped him close the bathroom door.

Zhao Yiran had cold water droplets on his body, and he sighed lightly when he was embraced by the warm water.He looked at the opaque bathroom door, thinking about the little boy's actions just now, his face was a little red.

After taking a shower, Zhao Yiran climbed into the comfortable big bed that he had never enjoyed before, turned off the light, and the darkness covered him silently. He wrapped the quilt tightly and closed his eyes.

He understood from an early age that people should live in the present.He seldom thinks about his possible miserable future, because he knows that his past has been miserable, and no matter how miserable it is tomorrow, he will not be so miserable.He doesn't make unnecessary speculations and worries.

The next morning he put on the clothes the maid sent him, and followed the maid downstairs.Aunt Fang and the little boy from last night were sitting at the dining table.

Aunt Fang saw him smiling and beckoning to him, "Yiran. Come here."

Zhao Yiran walked over and happened to meet the little boy's eyes.The little boy was wearing a bright yellow sweater, with no expression on his delicate face, he gave him a cold look and continued to eat with his head down.

Auntie Fang looked at Zhao Yiran with a smile, "You will live here from today, you can call me Auntie Fang." She pointed to the little boy, "He is one year older than you, his name is Qin Yin, you can call him brother .”

Zhao Yiran nodded but didn't call for anyone.Aunt Fang said to the maid standing aside: "Bring another set of tableware."

The maid walked out obediently, but she rolled her eyes behind her back.The madam is really bold. She adopted a child without telling the master in advance. The master got very angry last night and said directly that the child has nothing to do with him, and it is best not to be seen by him.But that's good too, it's also lucky that they don't have to serve that wild child like they serve the young master.

Zhao Yiran sat on the table and took the tableware handed over by the maid and said thank you, but the maid did not respond, and he bowed his head and ate without saying anything.Because of a long-term habit, he eats fast and loudly, and is really rude.When he noticed the maid's disgusting gaze, he ignored it.Opposite Qin Yin was holding the milk cup, and slightly licked the milk with his lips. Zhao Yiran was stunned when he saw it, and his movements slowed down mysteriously, with artificial clumsiness.

After Qin Yin drank the milk and wiped his mouth clean, the other party really said "Mom, I'm going to school." Fang Zhen kissed him on the cheek and let him go.

Zhao Yiran looked back after watching his back disappear into his sight. Qin Yin never said a word to him from the beginning to the end.

Fang Zhen put down the knife and fork long ago, and looked at Zhao Yiran quietly.Although the boy who cleaned up was dark and thin, he was really good-looking.The small face the size of a palm, the eyes are black and bright, very energetic, really pleasing.

In life, if you can do one more good deed, do one more, and it should be considered as accumulating blessings for Xiao Yin... accumulating blessings for yourself.

Zhao Yiran learned something after staying in Qin's house for a week.The Qin family is a big and respectable family in this city. Their ancestors were officials and now they are doing well in business.The current head of the Qin family is Qin Zhou, and his wife is Fang Zhen. His mother's family used to be very famous, and they mainly served as officials, but now they have declined.The young master of the Qin family is called Qin Yin. He is one year older than him and looks very good-looking.Moreover, it is said that he is extremely intelligent and doesn't like to talk, so he is highly valued by Qinzhou.

At the moment, Qin Yin, who doesn't like to talk, is sitting opposite him having dinner.

Zhao Yiran can only serve dinner when Qin Zhou is not in the villa.He would be very upset if he couldn't appear in front of Qin Zhou when he was around.He only bumped into Qinzhou briefly, he was a majestic, tall and unsmiling middle-aged man, he looked at him with arrogance and disgust.

Zhao Yiran didn't pay much attention, after all, he had seen this kind of look too much, and he was already numb.Fortunately, I didn't see him today.Zhao Yiran took a mouthful of rice beautifully, without paying attention for a moment, he habitually made a chewing sound.

Qin Yin glanced at him and didn't speak.He has no feelings for this child who appeared out of thin air, even though many people have said bad things about this child to him, he is not interested at all.

What was the kid like before, what experiences did he have, it doesn't matter to him.

Fang Zhen glanced at his son and sighed softly in his heart.She said to Zhao Yiran, "Yiran."

Zhao Yiran understood, and slowed down his eating speed.He secretly glanced at Qin Yin.Qin Yin lowered his eyes and was wiping his mouth, his movements were quiet and elegant.

In the evening, Zhao Yiran stood on the balcony and looked down at the garden of the villa. The faint lights illuminated the flowers and plants, making it difficult to see clearly.He was about to go back to his room when he heard a cat meowing.He paused, and waited for two or three seconds for the sound to reach his ears again.

Zhao Yiran lay down on the balcony to watch the sound, and finally saw the poor kitten on the grass in the corner.It seemed to be injured, whimpering but motionless.

Zhao Yiran opened the door and ran quietly to the first floor, just in time to bump into the male servant standing there on duty.The man seemed to be listening to music with headphones on, and squinted at him, "Where are you going?"

Zhao Yiran said softly, "Go out and take a walk."

The man said impatiently: "Look at what time it is, don't go to bed yet!"

Zhao Yiran didn't want to cause a quarrel, but he didn't want to compromise either.He looked directly at him and said, "I'll be back soon."

The man pushed him directly, "What's the matter with you kid?! If I say no, I won't do it, so stop talking nonsense."

Zhao Yiran staggered and almost fell when pushed by him.He took a serious look at the man's face, turned around and walked back.

As soon as he stepped on the stairs, he saw Qin Yin walking down, Zhao Yiran looked at him, and in a blink of an eye he had already walked in front of him.

Qin Yin walked past him without pausing for a second.

Zhao Yiran looked back at his back, saw that he used the same excuse to go out the door easily, and couldn't help holding on to the railing.He didn't speak, turned and ran up the stairs.

Zhao Yiran lay on the railing of the balcony watching Qin Yin squatting on the ground to comfort the kitten. He didn't know if the kitten was injured or not. He only knew that Qin Yin had the same goal as him, but Qin Yin could easily achieve it while he I can't move an inch.

It's a bit sad to be honest.Zhao Yiran bit the dead skin on his hand and looked at the scene of Qin Yin hugging the cat, and bit his finger depressedly, feeling a little disappointed in Qin Yin.

He thought that Qin Yin would plead for him and take him with him. After all, they knew each other's intentions, but Qin Yin didn't.

Zhao Yiran turned off the balcony light, turned and left.

The next day, when Zhao Yiran stood on the balcony and watched Qin Zhou severely criticize Qin Yin, and grabbed the kitten by the neck in front of Qin Yin and threw it out in front of the carved gate, Zhao Yiran couldn't help but look at Qin Yin and saw him Eyes flushed, expressionless.

Zhao Yiran suddenly forgave what he did last night.He stared at Qin Yin's immature face that endured the grievance, his heart beat fast, and he felt a secret sympathy for this cold and alienated young master.

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Zhao Yiran sighed melancholy, and withdrew from the memories.Maybe from that time on, I was deceived by Qin Yin's appearance, and planted the seeds of caring about him in my heart, which led to a big mistake in my life later.

He glanced back at the culprit and found him lying on the edge of the bed, as if asleep.

Zhao Yiran floated over and found that Qin Yin had really fallen asleep, the dark circles under his eyes were scary, and the wounds on his face that had not been treated had been scarred, suddenly becoming the focal point on his perfect face.His right hand intertwined with Zhao Yiran's slightly cool left hand.

Qin Yin was sleeping in front of her unconscious bed, holding ten fingers with her on her own initiative.

Isn't this a ridiculous thing.