One, two, three things about the Ning family.

"cp? What's that?" Wu Xian looked at the clipped videos of his and Ning Huo's various interactions in the show on the phone, and thought it was amazing. It turned out that in the eyes of outsiders, he and Ning Huo were like this.

Ning Huo nodded and rubbed Wu Xian's hand: "There are still a lot of fanfiction. I've read a lot. Recently, several of them haven't been updated. It's really annoying!"

Wu Xian pushed Ning Huo's head away: "What are you watching all day long?"

"You don't know, Tiantian." Ning Huo crawled over: "They have written well. I plan to write a chapter by myself, and record our lives, okay?"

"It's up to you." Wu Xian pulled his ears: "You write, I'll go and see, I'll see what you can write."

Ning Huo shook his head, and covered Wu Xian's head with his hand: "Okay, then I've written the first one for you to read."

The wound on Wu Xian's hand healed soon. On the day he was discharged from the hospital, the actor was far away in Xiamen, and Ning Huo on the other end of the phone begged Wu Xian to wait for him to come back and personally pick him up from the hospital.

Wu Xian couldn't beat him, so he could only stay in the hospital for a few more days.

Yi Yan came in holding the chicken soup sliding door, holding a bottle of hyacinths that had bloomed in her hand: "Brother Wu Xian, the boss asked me to bring this to you, how do you see it? Isn't it very beautiful?"

"Well, it turns out that he blooms and grows like garlic."

"I feel more like an onion."

Yi Ren looked at the wound on Wu Xian's palm: "Your wound hasn't healed yet?"

"It's almost done, but I can't use much strength, but I'm still as flexible as before."

"You are an artist's hand, so don't let anything happen to you."

"You made chicken soup again?"

"Yeah." Yi Yan shook the thermos in his hand: "Drink?"

"Drink. Yiren lent me your mobile phone, and Xianxian took mine away. I want to check Weibo."

Yi Ren handed over the phone: "Brother Wu Xian, you and the boss really have fun calling each other strange names."

Wu Xian turned on the phone: "He called me that first, and he got used to it."

"Well, here, chicken soup."

Wu Xian looked at her private messages on Weibo...

There are many people who persuade CP, there are also many people who tell him to stay away from Ning Huo, and there are also people who confess their love and black him every day.

There are some words in it, Wu Xian saw...

Gays are disgusting...don't ruin someone else's future.

Suddenly...

He suddenly realized one thing, if the matter between him and Ning Huo were discovered, what kind of messy scene would they face?There is no wall that is not ventilated... it will be discovered one day.

He doesn't like feelings that are hidden in secret, and he has no intention of announcing them to the world. After all, feelings are a matter between two people.

Seeing Wu Xian in a daze, Yi Ren stared at the bad comments on the phone: "Don't think about it."

Wu Xian shook his head: "I just think what they said makes sense."

"Makes sense?"

Wu Xian logged out of the account and drank the chicken soup in peace.

So sometimes people are synonymous with sadness.

Wu Xian was lying on the bed in the afternoon, and then Yi Ren's cell phone was on the phone with Ning Huo, and Ning Huo was at the airport, playing with him in a soft voice.

"Tiantian, do you miss me? I'm so fragile, I really want your hug."

"Then think about it."

"No, when I go back, let's fight for three hundred rounds, okay?"

Wu Xian was used to his shamelessness: "Please forgive me, I will return soon."

There was a call to board the plane, Wu Xian told him to hang up the phone, and looked at the hot phone by himself, there are some things that must be done, otherwise you will regret it.

When Yi Ren returned from fetching water, she found a woman sitting in the ward.

That man and Wu Xian were three to four points similar in appearance.

Looking at it, Wu Xian's expression was very calm, the same as usual, but a little more unfamiliar.

Seeing that he was back, the woman also got up and left.Can't see emotion.

"Brother Wu Xian, who was the woman just now? She looks so noble and beautiful."

"My mother." Wu Xian looked at the fruit basket in his hand. Which mother in the world would buy a fruit basket when she came to see her son...

"Wow, no wonder you are so pretty, Wu Xian, and so is your mother." Yi Ren seemed to be lost in memories: "My mother was also very beautiful when I was young. Stay where I am, waiting for my mother to pick me up."

Wu Xian's eyes were full of color: "She will come to take you home?"

"Yes, she comes to me every time. My mother always tells me that there are no parents in this world who don't love their children."

Yi Ren looked at the fruit basket in Wu Xian's hand, and said excitedly: "Let me wash an apple for you, this red one looks so sweet."

Wu Xian handed over the fruit basket in his hand.

With his hands empty for a moment, Wu Xian put on his shoes and thought of going downstairs for a walk.

Accidentally entered the pediatrics.

Where in this world are there parents who don't love their children? Wu Xian looked at the crying child, at the boy sleeping peacefully, and listened to the anxious comforting voices of those parents.

"Yes..." Wu Xian stood in a world that didn't fit in: "In this world, there really are parents who won't take you home even if you get lost."

It's raining again. It's been raining lately. Is it always like this during the rainy season?

He squatted in a place out of the rain, although his body was already drenched by the rain, watching the pedestrians on the road come and go in a hurry.He didn't want to get sick, and Ning Huo would worry again if he got sick.

Ning Huo?

Ning Huo...

Ning Huo...

【That person will make you desperately connect with this world and be gentle with this world. 】

"You use it"

A voice sounded... Wu Xian raised his head and saw a very familiar face. He had seen it before and knew it. He shook his head and asked, "Can you lend me your phone?"

The man nodded, and after giving him the phone, he walked aside by himself.

He remembered Ning Huo's phone number and dialed it.

The other end quickly connected: "Tiantian, I just got off the plane... Yi Ren said..."

Hearing the familiar voice, Wu Xian covered his forehead with some collapse, and said tremblingly: "Xianxian, it's me."

Ning Huo was driving at a high speed, and he was already going crazy when he heard Yi Ren say that Wu Xian was gone, but now what is this pitiful voice!

He knew that Wu Xian was a calm person. It wasn't plain but he was afraid of being hurt. People who have been abandoned are always like this. They close themselves and stay where they are. Because they are afraid, they don't do anything, everything is silent, what? indifferent...

Calmness is the appearance after the flame of demon rule is extinguished, and the heart is the ashes of nothingness.

Everyone is in danger, and everyone is eager for the noise after victory, but some people in the world understand that sadness is the truth.

It is lonely to be alone.

Wu Xian squatted on the spot, with his eyes closed tightly, he couldn't hold back the tears, he almost choked up: "Can you come and take me home?"

"Wait for me where you are, don't hang up the phone."

Wu Xian didn't speak any more, just listening to Ning Huo tell some interesting stories about filming the show.

It's wrong to say too much, and it's wrong to do anything... Sometimes it's like this, Wu Xian looked at the car that was speeding up in front of him...

There will be someone to take you home, there will always be someone in this world.

Falling into a warm and familiar embrace, Wu Xian smiled and said, "Are you coming to take me home?"

That person was as coquettish as ever: "Well, I'm here to find Tiantian to go home."

It is cloudy and rainy, but the dark clouds will always be pushed aside to see the clear sky. One day we will all grow old, and on that day who will remember your youth.

In a few days...

Ning Huo lay on Wu Xian's lap, biting Wu Xian's shirt with a smile, like a well-behaved Labrador.

"Xianxian, I want to be behind the scenes."

"Huh? Why?"

"It's nothing, I just want to be behind the scenes."

Ning Huo: "What about your dream?"

Wu Xian tapped Ning Huo's forehead: "I just want to sing, it doesn't matter who I sing to, as long as someone is willing to listen, I am willing to sing, I will still sing in the future, but..."

Ning Huo propped himself up and kissed Wu Xian: "No need, I know what you're worried about." He bent his eyes and said, "Tiantian, do what you like, I'm really going behind the scenes."

"Huh? Don't you like filming?"

Ning Huo smirked and said, "I only like you."

"Oil cavity slip."

"Oh, sweetness is really incomprehensible."

"Let us go to his house together to cook with milk in the evening."

Ning Huo looked unhappy: "They are too confused."

"Go or not?" Wu Xian twisted Ning Huo's ear.

Ning Huo shouted: "Go!! Go!! Go Tiantian, I will go too."

"Hey, Xianxian."

"Huh? Sweet?"

Wu Xian said: "If I drink too much, you remember to take me home."

Ning Huo patted his chest: "Don't worry, I will definitely bring Tiantian home."

Many years later...they have already turned gray at the temples, becoming the past of the entertainment industry and history.

I don't know who took pictures of them walking hand in hand.

Ning Huo still said vigorously: "Yes, we have loved each other for a lifetime."

END

☆, the story of the second child

Shen Yao and Ning Ye

One is a sheep in wolf's clothing.

One is a wolf in sheep's clothing.

Tied up and forced to exercise

Shen Yao: They all taught me through videos.

Ning Ye: Who are you kidding!

During the two days of being tortured, she couldn't straighten up.

Shen Yao: It's all the fault of that medicine.

Ning Ye: Who are you kidding!

Watching Shen Yao get the inheritance right of the family without showing off.

Shen Yao: It's what the people want

Ning Ye: Who are you kidding! ! !

You big liar! ! !

Well, lie to you.

(Just take it as a side story.)