The king of the wind and the clouds does not see the king

Han Yue has already changed out of his pajamas. He is wearing a black shirt and jeans of the same color today.

With a height of 1.8 meters, Zhan Luyao is definitely considered tall among the same sex, but the tragedy is that Han Yue is five centimeters taller than him, so after Han Yue stood up, he successfully blocked the sunlight in front of him.

Zhan Luyao's eyes narrowed uncomfortably.

Not everything in this world can be changed through hard work, such as height.

"Wang! Wang!"

The sound of coffee came from the opposite side, and Zhan Luyao felt his nose start to itch again, so he hurried to find a mask.

Han Yue took the small watering can to the bathroom and said, "Your fur allergies seem to have gotten worse."

"No, it's never been better."

Zhan Luyao followed behind him, mumbling: "So every time I go home, I have to wear a double-layer mask."

"My parents still think you have hay fever."

"Now do you think my acting skills are superb?"

"No, because you never lied to me."

"That's because I didn't want to lie to you, but if my parents knew that I was allergic to coffee, they wouldn't raise it. You also know that we seldom go home. My parents are very lonely. There is coffee and I feel uncomfortable." Same."

Zhan Luyao washed his face with his head down. He didn't hear Han Yue's response for a long time. He raised his hand and pulled the towel, wiped his face, and asked casually: "What? Are you moved by my noble sentiment? Just say it when you are moved, I will gladly accepted."

"..."

Han Yue didn't speak, he didn't know if he was really moved speechless, or he had nothing to say, Zhan Luyao felt that the latter was more likely, but unfortunately, after he finished wiping his face, Han Yue had already gone out. He regretted not seeing Han Yue's expression just now.

A little hungry, Zhan Luyao walked into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, and wanted to see what to eat, but the refrigerator was empty - he went to Canada for vacation, so he deliberately didn't buy any food before departure, and now even the simplest breakfast Not all ready.

Zhan Luyao had no choice but to look at Han Yue. Han Yue stood in front of the living room wall in a daze. This time, the object of his fascination was replaced by a landscape painting. Zhan Luyao didn't know what he was communicating with the picture scroll, but based on experience, if If he doesn't interrupt, Han Yue will stay like this forever.

"Did this painting tell you that it is a fake, a counterfeit copy of Gu Kaizhi?"

"Everything in the world, there is no distinction between true and false." Han Yue didn't take his eyes off the scroll, but replied seriously, "This painting is real, and I can feel the emotion that the painter poured into when he painted it. "

Zhan Luyao put his hand on his forehead.

There is a problem with Han Yue's theory, at least in Zhan Luyao's perception, if someone uses counterfeit banknotes, they will definitely be arrested.

"I said... I'm sorry to interrupt your friendship with Zhenhua, but communication also requires eating, right? Are you hungry?"

"I'm not hungry, I'm fasting."

"Disrespect, disrespect, I haven't seen you for a few days, I don't even know that you have converted to my Buddha."

"I'm only half Buddhist, to be precise,"

"That half Buddhist, have you ever thought about how to solve our breakfast?"

"I never thought about it." Han Yue looked at him, as if he asked such a strange thing, "Is there a problem?"

"Yes." At least there's something wrong with your brain.

"I'm hungry, so do you want to show your brotherhood and go downstairs to buy breakfast?"

"Do not."

"You live in my house now, so you should help out with something, right?"

After Zhan Luyao finished speaking, he looked at Han Yue's expressionless expression. He thought that Han Yue must not think that this should be done, so he had to take a step back and said, "Why don't you buy breakfast today and replace it with me tomorrow? ?”

"Do not."

It's almost impossible to communicate with stars. Zhan Luyao even feels that Han Yue is more difficult to understand now than when he was a child. He can get along in the entertainment industry like a fish in water. It's just that God has no eyes.

At the critical moment, Coffee jumped out and helped Zhan Luyao in time.

"Wang! Wang Wang!"

The two brothers who were having a heart-to-heart conversation looked together, and saw Coffee squatting at the door with a leash for walking the dog in his mouth, looking at them eagerly.

Zhan Luyao patted his forehead, and he remembered that coffee needs to be taken for a walk. They can argue over whether to eat or not, but coffee is not good. His parents usually cherish coffee, and they almost raise it as a son, and let it fend for itself. Wait to be repaired by parents later.

"See?" Zhan Luyao shook his chin towards the coffee, "Anyway, I want to walk the dog, for example, let's do it together. You take coffee for a walk, buy it and come back early."

"why me?"

"I'm allergic to animal fur."

"Psychologists once said that people's emotions can affect physiological changes. If you really love coffee, you won't have allergic reactions."

"I remember you studied biology in America, not psychology."

"Concurrent training."

"There is no absolute in everything, Einstein is about to cry..."

Halfway through the conversation, Han Yue turned around and left. Obviously, the words "brother, friend, brother respect" did not exist in his heart.

Looking at his straight back, Zhan Luyao sighed, gave up this meaningless tug-of-war, and resorted to his trump card.

"Old rules, how about finger-guessing?"

Han Yue stopped in his tracks, turned to look at him, and said, "One round determines the outcome."

"OK."

The two showed their hands at the same time, Han Yue used his fist, and Zhan Luyao used his burden. If Han Yue's face was not too dark at the moment, he would have laughed three times——Han Yue's habit has not changed at all. In the past, he also liked the fist first when guessing fists.

"Then I'll trouble you brother." He walked over, patted Han Yue's shoulder, and said solemnly, "I don't have any requirements for breakfast, as long as it can fill my stomach."

Han Yue glanced at him, the unhappiness in his eyes was palpable, but he didn't say anything, took his baseball cap and sunglasses, took the coffee rope and left.

Seeing that it was time to go out to play, the coffee was jumping up and down the door happily, Zhan Luyao wanted to sneeze again, he hurriedly covered his nose and ran to the other side of the living room.

"Before I come back, please get dressed. I don't want to see cavemen every day. Also, the clothes on the balcony are almost finished, remember to hang them up."

Zhan Luyao raised his hands and made a double OK gesture with a smile, but as soon as Han Yue left, he sat on the sofa, turned on the TV, and prepared to watch the entertainment news in the morning.

The news was nothing big. Zhan Luyao was leaning on the couch, fiddling with the remote control, and suddenly found that the living room was different from usual. No, it should be said that the living room was decorated differently. It was too tidy and clean. Needless to say, the placement of the remote alone is astounding.

Like all men, Zhan Luyao likes all kinds of new home appliances very much, so the remote controls of various home appliances are placed on the floor under the coffee table. Now these remote controls are lined up in rows, from short to long, so neat that it is doubtful. The person who put them must be suffering from severe obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Needless to say, it must have been done by his good brother.

Zhan Luyao stared at those remote controls for a few seconds, reached out to get the remote control of the video recorder, opened it to watch his recently recorded entertainment program, and purposely fiddled with the remote control by the way, expecting Han Yue's reaction after seeing this situation.

The video recorder did not turn on smoothly. Zhan Luyao pressed several buttons, but the TV screen was black. He had to go to check the hard disk of the video recorder, and opened the cover behind the remote control to see if the battery was insufficient.

After tossing and tossing for a long time, the effect finally appeared, but it was not good, but even the TV did not display the image, so that he had to lie on the ground to check the connection. He was busy, and there was a reminder bell from the balcony—— The laundry is done.

Thinking of Han Yue's advice, Zhan Luyao had no choice but to stand up, first ran to the bedroom to put on his pajamas, and then went to the balcony to dry the clothes.

The weather today is very good, the sky is clear, the sea is calm, the summer wind is blowing, and it brings the fragrance of flowers and plants, but the good weather has not infected Zhan Luyao at all. He was drying his clothes, and a sentence suddenly flashed in his mind—— —The calm before the storm!

It is absolutely impossible for that guy to live in for no reason. The order of his parents is just a cover. He must have a purpose. What could it be—to kill him?Impossible; to deepen your relationship with him for filming a TV series?It's even more impossible. Could it be that he wants to eavesdrop on his work information so that he can act first and win this year's Golden Horse Best Actor?

Thinking about it, Zhan Luyao felt that based on his understanding of Han Yue, the last one was more likely. Of course, there were other possibilities. After all, they hadn't lived together for many years, and he had changed a lot in these years. I believe that Han Yue is no longer the honest younger brother he used to be.

Then let's see what happens. For this kind of stimulation from life, he is not so much looking forward to it as excited. He hopes that Han Yue will do a better job so that he will have the motivation to fight back.