out of print male god

"I want to act."

I want to keep acting...

Su Yiyao's tone was firm, and his determined eyes looked straight into Su Cheng's eyes.

If Su Yiyao had any regrets about this world, it would probably be that he had been in the industry for ten years in his previous life, and he had received a lot of big and small prizes, but he hadn't been able to win any of the statuettes representing the honor of actor.

The actor of ten thousand years accompanied him to a professional household, and the national male god Su Liang was really enough...

Su Cheng heard these four words, and saw how serious his stupid little cousin was, and felt that it was useless to ask him. He exerted strength in his hand, and amidst the boy's cry of pain, he said viciously: "Whatever you want !"

The stupid little cousin fell so hard this time, and he still wanted to act, and the thousands of words to persuade him were stuck in his throat. Su Cheng really couldn't say anything to continue to dissuade the other party.

"Come home with me tomorrow!"

"Oh..." Su Yiyao pitifully stretched out his fingers to let the tsundere cousin finish putting on the OK bandage, and then he was sent back into the room.

Comparing Su Yiyao, who wanted to be a star without graduating from high school, Su Cheng is still a senior intern waiting to graduate, but he is more likely to continue his studies.

Although Su Yiyao's single apartment has complete facilities, there is only one bed.

Su Cheng was tall and didn't want to sleep with Su Yiyao, and was afraid that Su Yiyao, who seemed to be fine on the surface, would do something irreversible later, so he could only huddle on the sofa all night.

The next day, when Su Yiyao came up together, he saw Su Cheng's stinky face, presumably he didn't sleep well.

Breakfast was eaten at the soybean milk shop downstairs in the apartment. Su Yiyao took two shelled eggs that Su Cheng stuffed into his hands, and rolled one of them at the corner of his mouth twice, and then rolled it into his mouth. Cheng stared.

"Cousin, do you want to eat too?" Su Yiyao blinked, knowingly asked, after a good night's sleep, his soul and the youth's memory became more harmonious.

"...you eat it yourself!"

"Oh."

It's really a novel experience to play with my cousin.

After breakfast, Su Cheng stuffed Su Yiyao into the barber shop again, and it took two or three hours to get the boy's colorfully dyed rainbow hair tamed.

Su Yiyao, with black broken hair, looks a little more refreshed, compared to the rate of turning heads attracted by weird looks, I don't know how many times higher.

After all, going back this time was to deal with the funeral of the original parents. Su Yiyao didn't use Su Cheng to say it. After coming out of the barber shop, he spontaneously turned into the nearby clothing store.

Su Cheng was standing at the door of the store to answer the phone, while Su Yiyao was carrying the changed clothes, and after Su Cheng hung up the phone, he asked aloud, "Cousin, what's the matter?"

"It's nothing, my mother just called to ask when we'll be there." Su Cheng closed the phone, quite satisfied with Su Yiyao's new look.

The teenager wore a simple white T-shirt, dark blue jeans rolled up at the ankle, and paired with a pair of sneakers of the same color. Except for the bruise on his face, which spoiled the beauty, it couldn't be more refreshing.

"You might as well just throw away this suit of clothes, and don't wear them again." Su Cheng glanced at the garment bag in Su Yiyao's hand, "You look pretty good now."

Su Yiyao smiled when he heard the words, but didn't reply.

"Let's go." Seeing that he didn't answer, Su Cheng didn't understand why he was so stubborn. He curled his lips slightly, and strode ahead with a travel bag on one shoulder. Anyway, his task is to take care of people well. Just take it home.

Su Yiyao followed quickly as he said.

Yuanzheng's home is in Tongcheng, and Sioux City chose the bus as a means of transportation. The two of them bought tickets and wandered around in the car for more than two hours.

Su Cheng's father is a university lecturer, serious all day long, and his mother is a very ordinary housewife, very kind. The two thought that they knew what Su Yiyao was doing in the single apartment, but after the two entered the house He didn't say anything harsh.

After Su Yiyao obediently yelled "Uncle, Aunt", she was embraced by the gentle and kind Su Chengma, who patted her back to comfort her.

"Good boy, it's all over..."

Su Yiyao responded, and glanced at the loose and serious face of the middle-aged uncle who looked like a middle-aged version of Su Cheng, and felt warm in his heart.

Although my parents are still poor in this life, I have also gained a good family.

"Rest, go to the hospital tomorrow." Su Cheng's father was always serious, and after his wife comforted his nephew, he just made a concise decision.

Su Yiyao lowered his head and said, "Uncle, I want to go home and have a look..."

Su Cheng's mother felt a little uncomfortable and leaned on Su Cheng's father. Su Cheng's father stretched out his hand to support her, and glanced at Su Cheng, "Alright, let Ah Cheng accompany you."

"Yes, Chengcheng, you must stay with Xiaoyao well, do you hear me? Xiaoyao, if you don't want to come to live at night, let Chengcheng stay with you, remember to call and just say it." Su Cheng's mother hurriedly added.

Su Cheng stood with his hands clasped, and in front of Su Yiyao, Cheng Ma called out "Cheng Cheng" and "Cheng Cheng", his face was a little hot, "Mom, don't worry, I will take care of my little cousin... let's go Come on, cousin."

"Okay, cousin Chengcheng."

"..."

After the two of them left, Su Cheng's mother couldn't help the red eyes any longer, "Why is Xiaoyao such a miserable child... What a lively child before... From now on, we have to help Brother Kun and his younger siblings to take good care of him. "

"Don't worry, this kid is strong." Su Cheng's father comforted him.

Su Cheng walked ahead with a haughty face, but he was relieved in his heart. He even dared to make fun of him. Now Su Yiyao should think about it.

Su Yiyao followed quietly, getting closer and closer to Yuan's home, but his mood became a little depressed, with some sad and hopeless feelings dormant in his heart, just about to move.

He knew that this was the emotion left in the body of the young Su Yiyao.

A simple mourning hall had already been set up in the boy's home. I think this was one of the reasons why Su Cheng didn't bring him back directly, because he was afraid that he would be sad, so he deliberately avoided it.

At night, Su Yiyao hugged a group photo of the family of three, sitting in the room belonging to Yuanshen's parents, expressionlessly letting tears flow down his cheeks, the lights were not turned on in the room, and the whole room was eerily silent.

"Kuukou..." Su Cheng stood outside the door for a long time, but he couldn't hear the voice inside even with his ears pricked up. He endured and endured, and knocked on the door anyway.

After Su Yiyao wiped away the tears from his face, he put the photo frame in his hand back to the original position on the head of the bed, and then got up to open the door.

"Well... I just want to ask you, what, what do you want for dinner..." Su Cheng said with some embarrassment.

"Cousin Chengcheng..." Su Yiyao opened his rabbit eyes, and was satisfied to see that Su Cheng's expression distorted for a moment. After crying bitterly, the remaining emotions of the young man faded a lot.

"...Well, what's wrong?"

"It's great to have you here." With the corners of his mouth raised, Su Yiyao looked at Su Cheng with a sly look, "However, I'm really a little hungry, how about we go out for barbecue..."

"Stinky boy...then hurry up!" Su Cheng turned around eagerly, "If you can eat it, go and grill it, I don't think you are too sad..." Worrying is really useless!

Su Cheng, who had turned around, didn't notice the gloom in Su Yiyao's eyes, because the person who would really be sad is dead... The one standing here, in a real sense, is just an outsider in it.

Su Yiyao, who was an orphan in his previous life, could not truly comprehend the sadness even if he had the memory of his original body.

No matter how good the acting skills are, it can't be imitated. It's the real pain of bereavement...

After a sleepless night, the weather the next day was like a child having a temper tantrum. Before Su Yiyao and Su Cheng's family picked up their original parents from the mortuary of the hospital, the sun was still shining brightly.

In an instant, dark clouds covered the sky.

Su Yiyao didn't say a word all day from the time he went out to the time he returned home with the ashes of his original parents. He just stood quietly at the side of the mourning hall, respectfully returning gifts to those who came to express condolences. There was a cold face in the fake sad expression.

At this moment, he doesn't want to pretend to be heartbroken, life is not a drama, he just wants to give the original body and the original body's parents the most sincere respect from a stranger.

But I don't know that the young man's silent and cold appearance makes people feel very distressed in the eyes of others. He was originally the youngest, as bright as the hottest sun in the sky, but in the end... Sigh...

Su Cheng stood by Su Yiyao's side. Seeing his appearance, he couldn't help but raise his hand to rub the other person's hair, and moved his lips under the suspicious gaze cast by the young man, but he didn't say anything in the end.

Su Yiyao knew that Su Cheng wanted to comfort him, so he patted Su Cheng's arm twice to show that he was fine, so he turned his eyes back to the black and white photo of his original parents, and continued to return the greeting respectfully.

With the help of Su Cheng's family, the funeral of the original parents was simple and organized, which undoubtedly saved Su Yiyao a lot of unnecessary troubles. The original parents were ordinary employees in a certain company, and those who came to express their condolences, let alone Su Yiyao Even the original body didn't know many of them.

A public cemetery in the western suburbs of Tongcheng is the final resting place of the original parents.

Su Yiyao stood in front of the tombstone, and the drizzle fell from the sky. He looked up at the sky, let the rain slap his cheeks, and was drenched thoroughly in a short while.

"Let's go back." The black umbrella blocked his sight, and the voice of Su Cheng was in his ears.

Su Yiyao stroked the damp Liuhai without looking back, "Cousin, I will go back to Yuncheng tomorrow, thank you and uncle and aunt for taking care of me these days, if possible... my family, I will trouble you to take care of it in the future. "

"Have you decided?"

"Hmm." Su Yiyao's eyes shifted to the sky outside the umbrella, even though the rain is gloomy now, it can't cover its vastness, "I want to go back to Yuncheng..."

There is another account that has to be settled.

The two didn't notice that there was a figure behind them, sneaking out of the cemetery before them.