Actually, you are not human

Du Shengxiao did not answer Zheng Qiufen's question, but quietly looked at the young man in front of him with downcast eyes——In Harbin's cold winter, the lobby of the hotel was not heated. This young man had clear features and a slender figure. Running out in the middle of the night wearing a thin white vest and black shorts, the exposed collarbone is not as hard as an adult man, it is slender and delicate, but under the white vest that clings to the body, it has already outlined the shape of the abdomen. With the appearance of muscular and waistcoat lines, for those men who prefer teenagers, this Lu Zhi in front of him can be described as the best.

Lu Zhi's silent and unscrupulous eyes gave goosebumps all over his body, and he glanced at Du Shengxiao nervously and inexplicably: "Who are you?" Then, he looked back at Zheng Qiufen thoughtfully. Cough: "This is my friend, that... Well, what I just told you, go back and think about it, and don't be late later."

Lu Zhi nodded, then turned his head and glanced at the man with a cold face in front of him, and found that this man was very good-looking, and he had an aura of being used to a superior person all over his body. He guessed in his heart that he might be a big boss in the circle, so Running late to find Zheng Qiufen probably had something important to do, so he didn't say anything more, smiled at him, and walked away quietly.

The remaining two people inside and outside the room looked at each other for a moment, and the atmosphere was very awkward for a while.

Until a gust of drafts blew past the door, Zheng Qiufen couldn't help shaking, and asked again: "Why are you here?—Come in first, close the door, it's cold."

Du Shengxiao closed the door and entered the room, and took off his black coat and hung it behind the door. Zheng Qiufen felt that he probably wouldn't be able to sleep today, so he got up, and when he found out the ground coffee, he asked, "Drink coffee?" ?"

"Yeah..." Du Shengxiao looked at the pajamas he was wearing well, and finally let go of the heart that had been gripping since seeing Lu Zhi's photo, and the mellow aroma of good coffee gradually spread in the warm room Come on, he thought in a daze: Huh?Why on earth did I come to look for him all night?

"Did something happen at home? Did you come to look for me overnight?" Zheng Qiufen asked, "Is someone making trouble at the bar? Or my sister..."

"No." Du Shengxiao interrupted him: "There's nothing wrong, I'm just... I'm just..."

What am I?He racked his brains and thought: I just miss you?No, didn't Zheng Qiufen just leave yesterday morning?I just came to see you?No, what is there to see in the world of ice and snow?I'm just... what am I here for?

He finally noticed his abnormality belatedly, but he didn't know how to tell Zheng Qiufen: I just saw the photo of Lu Zhi and thought he looked very similar to me before. You said you liked my previous appearance. So I'm terrified...!

What am I afraid of?He asked himself in surprise: I'm afraid... Will Zheng Qiufen fall in love with someone else?

Zheng Qiufen looked at Du Shengxiao, who was obviously in a daze, and wanted to laugh, but also didn't know what to say, so he silently poured him a cup of brewed coffee, picked up the script, and casually thought about what he was going to shoot today. play.

It was snowing heavily in Harbin that night, the snowflakes falling from the sky covered the ground silently, the north wind blew past, rustling, and in the alley behind the hotel, someone’s dog barked a few times in the snow, which attracted a lot of attention. The neighbors who were awakened cursed loudly, but when all the voices reached the ears of Zheng Qiufen who was far away on the seventeenth floor, they were already far away. He held the script and looked at it, unconsciously I fell asleep in the aroma of coffee that filled the room.

But the dream was dim, far away, someone gave a clear smile.

"Father, I came back from catching such a big fish today." Zheng Qiufen tried hard to open his eyes. The young man in front of him had clear eyes and a smile, holding a big fish that was still alive and kicking in his hand.

He frowned strangely, wondering if this was a dream again?Why is this dream still like a serial drama?

But without waiting for him to think about it, the young man laughed jokingly and said, "Why did you fall asleep while basking in the sun? Didn't you wake up after the time passed?"

Zheng Qiufen smiled awkwardly, felt the state of the body, and thought to himself that your father has become like this, can you not sleep?

As the boy talked, he saw the pale face of the man in front of him under the sun, and he understood. The sunny face that was originally smiling gradually darkened. The two were relatively silent for a while, and the boy sniffed. , trying to laugh again: "I'm going to cook the fish soup. Last time, Dr. Chen brought a lot of ginseng. I'll cut some and cook it together. But there is no seasoning at home, so it might not taste good. Father will make up for it first, and when Dr. Chen comes back, he will bring the seasoning again."

Zheng Qiufen nodded silently, the young man hesitated for a moment, and quickly took off his clean blue gown, although it had a few patches sewn on it, put it on him, and said in a low voice, "Father...it's all the son's fault. , I will definitely practice hard, and in the future I will definitely chop that brazen old thing under the sword!"

His words were murderous, Zheng Qiufen frowned, and suddenly remembered the lines in the script.

"Chu Jingyun." He called out in a low voice, "I ask you, why was the sword in your hand born?"

Chu Jingyun was stunned for a moment, and tears suddenly rolled out of his eyes: "Father! You are finally willing to talk to Jingyun!"

Zheng Qiufen chuckled in a low voice with a hoarse voice: "It's not that I didn't want to talk to you before - I really couldn't speak with my voice, but today I have to ask you, Jingyun, do you still remember the day when you first learned swordsman?" Day, what did I tell you?"

Chu Jingyun wiped away his tears with his hands: "Remember—the sword bearer is a chivalrous man and righteous, laughing at grievances and enemies, martial arts scholars, neither breaking nor standing, come and go." He paused, and then shouted excitedly: "But father! I really can't swallow this tone. How can I not avenge you?"

Zheng Qiufen gave him a strange look, the corners of his mouth twitched, and a wicked and calm smile suddenly appeared on his pale face: "Jingyun, father is a member of the devil's way, not the righteous way of a Bodhisattva, that old man Wen Chengyu Abolish my decades of martial arts, I hate him to the bone, why don't you allow me to avenge me?"

Chu Jingyun was a little confused.

Zheng Qiufen continued: "It's just that your purpose of practicing martial arts is not to avenge me, do you understand?"

Chu Jingyun pondered for a moment, and soon a smile appeared on his face: "Jingyun understands! Father, Jingyun will make you stew first!"

The young man happily ran away, Zheng Qiufen closed his eyes, remembering that he had to get up early to go to the set today, thinking about it, a roar suddenly came from his ear.

"Zheng Qiufen! How long have I been gone before you called a man over?"

Zheng Qiufen opened his eyes in bewilderment, and saw Du Shengxiao sitting across from him with an innocent face, and Uncle Cui, who was holding a room card at the door of the house, had a look of hatred on his face.

Uh, this situation seems a bit embarrassing.