Report to the president, your actor has run away again

The boy looked about fourteen or fifteen years old, and his facial features were still immature, but they could already be called clear-cut.

Most importantly, the eyes he looked at Tang Ruan were blue like a clear sky.

"you"

Tang Ruan's voice was a little hoarse after a night without a drop of water. He looked away from the boy's face and coughed with difficulty.

"Are you okay?" The young man seemed to be frightened by him, he quickly helped him to the bed, and poured water for him in a frantic manner, "Come on, let's go!"

Tang Ruan looked at the glass of water and frowned.

Common sense told him to try not to touch anything here if he could, especially the food.

But after thinking about it, he had already been injected with unknown poison, and he was afraid of something coming from his mouth.

Still unable to use his arms, Tang Ruan lowered his head and took two sips of water on the young man's hand.

The water is okay, no smell.

Tang Ruan pursed her lips, raised her head, and found that the boy's face was red.

"You, are you still alive?"

Tang Ruan shook his head, watching the boy put the water glass back on the table.

He noticed that when the boy walked around, his left leg moved somewhat unnaturally.

He is lame.

This made Tang Ruan have some bad associations.

"what's your name?"

It is always easier to win the other person's goodwill by asking the name first than asking "who are you" directly.What's more, Tang Ruan could tell that the kid didn't seem to hate him.

Hearing his words, the boy's figure paused.

He turned his face away, his voice was like a mosquito, "I don't have a name."

This answer obviously exceeded Tang Ruan's expectations.

"Then what do they call you, what does Xiang Yuan call you?"

The young man's vigilance didn't seem very strong, and he just lowered his head and smiled when he suddenly mentioned Xiang Yuan.

"They don't need to address me. Sometimes, Brother Yuan will call me No. 06."

Yes, when Xiang Yuan was not in a good mood.

Tang Ruan recited the boy's name silently, and he was more sure of the conjecture in his heart.

"Are you hungry?" The boy raised his head, his blue eyes looked at him obediently, "I can get you something to eat."

Tang Ruan shook his head, probably due to the effect of the medicine, he had no strength and no desire to eat.

Probably because his complexion was not very good, the boy came over and tried to hold his shoulder, "Lie down, this medicine has serious side effects, you may feel headache and nausea in a while."

"……side effect?"

It didn't take a while, Tang Ruan was already starting to feel sick.

"Do you know what medicine he gave me?"

The young man didn't speak anymore, but silently covered Tang Ruan with a thin blanket.

"It's a drug that controls the human body, isn't it? It's the product he's working on?"

The young man grabbed the hem of his clothes, and the edge of the white shirt was almost torn out by him, "I, I really can't say, or Brother Yuan will be angry."

A severe headache hit, Tang Ruan closed his eyes, only to feel that colored spots had begun to appear in front of his eyes.

"Are you feeling bad?" The young man looked at the cold sweat on Tang Ruan's forehead, turned around and was about to go downstairs, "I'll get you a towel."

"No need." Tang Ruan called to stop him.

"You are here, talk to me."

This child seems to be not bad-tempered, he knows what drug Xiang Yuan injected himself into, which means that he must know much more information than himself.Tang Ruan must fight for every chance for himself.

Every chance to get out of here.

"The clothes on my body, are you wearing them for me?"

The young man was staring at Tang Ruan's wrists that were rubbed red by the rope in a daze. Hearing his question, his cheeks turned red again.

"I, I didn't peek! I closed my eyes!" The boy waved his hands in panic.

Tang Ruan twitched the corner of his mouth.

It can be seen that the buttons of the clothes have been buttoned by him.

"Do you know who I am?"

Although this may sound a bit arrogant, judging from the boy's reaction when he saw him, he was actually a bit like his little fanboys.

Sure enough, the boy nodded.

"I've seen your movie." The boy rubbed his messy hair. Like Sugar Bowl, he had dark chestnut curly hair.

Are all mixed races curly?

Tang Ruan thought in a daze.

Of course, except Fu Xin's kind of stinky madman who straightened and dyed himself the day after tomorrow.

"I, I like your movies and dramas very much. I have watched every one of them. You really acted very well."

The boy lowered his head and touched his slightly hot ears.

This doesn't seem to be what a kidnapper should say to Roupiao.

And before Xiang Yuan left, he had told him not to talk too much with Tang Ruan.

But he couldn't help it, and, besides, he wasn't considered a kidnapper, was he?

The boy struggled silently in his heart.

"Which is your favourite?