Star Chaser [Entertainment]

Ai Changle didn't change his shoes, and ran downstairs, and saw a tall man wearing a peaked cap standing at the door.

Wen Qing looked in through the gate of the apartment building, and recognized Ai Changle from his walking posture, so he waved to him.

It's late November now, and it's getting colder at night when we've encountered cold air these days. Anyone who is a little sensitive to low temperatures has to wear a sweater.Wen Qing only put on a windbreaker over the knitted sweater today. The material is not thick, and it was originally an open style. Because it was too cold, he still buttoned the two buttons together.

"Why are you back? Did you forget something?" Ai Changle hurriedly opened the door, holding his cold hand and breathing out.

Wen Qing gave him a hug, and said in a hoarse voice, "I miss you."

When he got home and saw the news on the Internet, his first reaction was to call Ai Changle and ask him to turn off the private message.In the entertainment industry for so many years, the private messages of artists are the last thing to read.Even though Ai Changle received few attacks, he has experienced that a single swear word can withstand the cold winter.

However, the phone slid to the contact interface, and the dialing finger hung above the screen.

There is no better way to be with him directly.

Since it was decided not to make it public, during this period of time, the things that belonged to the two of them should be shared by the two of them.There must be some questioning him in his own private messages, as well as those who have spared no effort to curse him every day for a long time.But he has experienced a lot, and he can see it.

It is precisely because of the experience that he knows how painful it is to have no one by his side after seeing those things.

Afraid of being seen by others, Ai Changle hurriedly dragged him upstairs.

"Did you forget something?" After closing the living room door, he asked the question again.

Wen Qing shook his head: "No, I just want to come back to see you." He examined Ai Changle's expression and felt calmer than expected, "Have you turned off private messages?"

Only then did Ai Changle understand the purpose of his return: "Closed." Without waiting for Wen Qing to comfort him, he said calmly, "It's okay, just those few marketing accounts are making trouble. And these people are only chasing after the wind. Just guessing, and no one can prove that the hand is yours."

Wen Qing was still worried: "Did fans come to trouble you?"

Ai Changle warmed the cocoa for him in the kitchen, and said casually while stirring the spoon: "There will always be one or two who are not sensible, but most of them are still very sensible."

He took out his phone, clicked on the things that Xue Zhengang sent him, and handed it to Wen Qing: "Look, there are still many fans asking not to bother me. They said that this time it was purely a marketing account to earn KPI. I checked the comment area , didn’t even mobilize the rating account. Just let the marketing account dance by itself, no one cares about him anyway.”

When he was talking, he was busy in the kitchen with his back to Wen Qing, and his eyes were fixed on the hot cocoa in the cup. His slender body was wrapped in a T-shirt one size larger, which made people's eyes hurt.

Wen Qing stepped forward, wrapped his arms around his waist from behind, rested his chin on his shoulder, and asked in a low voice:

"Taobao, tell the truth, were you unhappy just now?"

The deep voice came through his body, causing his back to vibrate slightly.

Ai Changle put down the mug and was silent for a second, "A little bit."

He won't act like he doesn't care when he's clearly unhappy like in TV or novels.The smooth side is naturally useful when dealing with people at work outside. In front of the person he likes the most, he doesn't want to be around the corner.

So, when he said he was fine, he was really fine.

"But Brother Qing, I called Ah Zhen later. After thinking about it, I thought it was normal. I mean that some people don't like me, or question me because of some rumors on the Internet. I think it's normal. There are so many people on the Internet now , it is impossible for everyone to be absolutely sane. And even if they are sane, everyone has a lot of different positions. It is not worth it to work hard for these people."

In terms of principles, Ai Changle is never paranoid or self-righteous, which is undoubtedly reassuring.

However, this does not mean that Wen Qing will not worry about him.

"From a rational point of view, this is true, but emotions are sometimes difficult to relieve through reasoning."

Everyone understands the truth, but when encountering the same thing, some people get tripped and get up and continue walking, but some people just get stuck and can't get out.

Ai Changle groaned, "I was still a little unhappy at first, and felt a little lonely. Hehe, but when you came back, I suddenly felt super moved."

From loneliness to emotion, emotional file replacement is the same as that of a computer, and it is more thorough than direct deletion.

At this point, Wen Qing was finally relieved. He buried himself in Ai Changle's neck and laughed in a low voice, and asked something malicious: "Does that mean that I can do some nonsense properly?"

"Nonsense?" Ai Changle was stunned for a moment, and the next second he felt the ceiling shake - he was directly hugged by Wen Qing!

"Hey!" He subconsciously yelled, then quickly covered his mouth for fear of disturbing the people, and buzzed in his palm, "What are you doing?"

The muscles that Wen Qing trained for "Life in Fireworks" haven't disappeared yet, so it's more than enough to hug Ai Changle: "What do you think?"

Ai Changle understood his eyes, and a silly smile appeared on his face immediately, and buried him on his shoulder, with a voice like a mosquito:

"Then, what are you doing standing there? Go in."

Wen Qing was in the posture of hugging him, raised the hand around the crooked leg, turned off the kitchen light, and walked towards the bedroom at leisure.

"Hey, wrong wrong, this way."

Ai Changle swayed his legs in his arms.

"Isn't this the bedroom?" Wen Qing doubted her memory.

Ai Changle was obviously thinking about some colorful picture, Nuo Nuo said: "I haven't bathed yet, you...won't you take a bath with me?"

The cup of hot cocoa standing next to the kettle still exudes a strong fragrance, which can be smelled even in the living room.Just a few steps further, in the bathroom, the smell melted into the misty water vapor.

wow——

After the hot water shoots out of the nozzle in a parabola, it hits the floor tiles, splashing fine water needles.

Hot cocoa is naturally delicious, just not as good as it looks.

They reached an agreement that night: let the relationship between the two of them take its course, neither take the initiative to disclose it, nor make up some reasons to deny it.The Internet loves to catch wind and shadows, so let them catch them, true and false, deep and shallow, and the two parties concerned will not express their opinions for the time being.After the broadcast of "Life of Fireworks", that is, the day Qinlou played by Ai Changle was recognized by the public, they will make their relationship public.

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On the third day after the lingering, Wen Qing joined the group.

This time it is a suspenseful costume script. The protagonist solves a series of unsolved cases one by one through his extraordinary observation and reasoning skills.The difficulty of character performance is not high, but the plot is very interesting, so Wen Qing finalized it from a stack of high scripts.

Ai Changle sent him to the airport. It is a cruel thing for a couple in love to separate.Fortunately, Ai Changle will join the crew in less than a month, and the two crews are very close to each other, less than two hours' drive away.

"Maybe before I join the group, I can't help but fly to see you."

Wen Qing pinched his nose, "Call me before you come, and buy delicious food for you."

"Hey, it's nice to be brave."

After sending Wen Qing away, Ai Changle returned to the single apartment he rented alone.This apartment is rented for a month, and the water and electricity bills are about 3000 yuan, which is at the middle level in city A.But that area is full of wage earners who flock to City A from all over the country. Many of them live together in a 50-square-meter suite in order to save rent.There are 12 houses in a community, and only [-]% of the households settle down. Almost every day, different people move into the community. Everyone does not know each other or their occupation.

Now that he has signed a contract with the company, his salary will definitely get higher and higher in the future, and it shouldn't be a problem to buy a house by then.

It's just that if he and Wen Qing go on forever, they definitely can't buy ones that are too small.And the location must be carefully selected, and a community with a high security factor must be selected.

Looking at the sycamore trees on the roadside outside the bus window, his thoughts suddenly drifted far away.

Alas, it is important to save money first.

"Lele, are you free tomorrow?" Just as he was thinking, Xue Zhen called.

"Yes, I'm waiting to join the group during this time, and I don't have any arrangements. Do you want to make a meal appointment?"

Apart from filming, the only thing Ai Changle can think of is eating.

"No, I want to ask you to do me a favor."

"Hey, I heard something wrong with my tone of voice. When did you and I become so polite? What's the matter? I have to say hello first, and don't traffic me to Africa to grab disaster food."

"Gao Jianhua will come to City A tomorrow and wants me to show him around, but it's a bit inconvenient for me. So I asked you for help."

"Gao Jianhua?" Ai Changle searched for the name in his memory, "Oh, it's the head of the drama troupe in my undergraduate course. Later, you refused to chase you."

Xue Zhen looked at Shi Banqiu, who was full of sorrow, on the other end of the phone. When this guy heard that his old rival wanted to see his real brother, he was so wronged that he didn't laugh all night.

"Yes, that's him. I didn't really want to see him at first, and now that I'm half-autumn, it's even more inconvenient to see him. I know that you were a little unhappy with him when you were an undergraduate, so I called you to ask if you If you don’t want to go, I’ll ask someone else.”

He was right. Ai Changle and this Gao Jianhua did have a conflict when they were in the drama troupe, but it had been several years since the incident, and he had long forgotten it and didn't take it to heart.

"It's okay, I'll go. After all, I'm still the old leader. Tell me the time and place, and then take him to see some museum or something. He likes old antiques."

He readily agreed.Thinking that Gao Jianhua went abroad to study as a graduate student after his undergraduate degree, so he can catch up with old acquaintances who haven't seen each other for so long.Even the thoughtful Xue Zhen thought so. Who would have expected that there would be an episode in this reminiscence of old acquaintances?

The author has something to say: there is nothing that cannot be solved with a "hey"