The film king won't get up until I kiss him [Rebirth]

Fang Ningjie was stunned for two seconds, feeling his ears burning instantly, but before he had time to push away the culprit, Wu Xingyan tactfully let go of his hand.

"Don't move your hands." He turned his head away uncomfortably.

Wu Xingyan smiled at the corner of his eyes: "I won't do it next time."

Fang Ningjie: "...There will be no next time."

"Let's go, I'm so hungry." Wu Xingyan coughed lightly, quietly stretched out his hand, and took Fang Ningjie's finger.

"...Hey! Let go!"

"kindness?"

"What a fool! Let go!"

"Ah (⊙o⊙)! I got 502 glue on my hand, and it stuck to it!"

"Wu! Do it! Say it!"

"Two bowls of hot and sour noodles, one is medium spicy and the other is not spicy."

Fang Ningjie took the paper towel handed over by Wu Xingyan, wiped the greasy chair under him, and said curiously, "How dare a big star like you come out to eat at a stall?"

Wu Xingyan was wearing a baseball cap and a scarf wrapped around his neck, covering half of his face. He was fully armed as if someone was going to assassinate him.

"What's wrong with the big star? Can't the big star come out to eat hot and sour noodles?" He said nonchalantly.

It was still a working day at this time, and there were few people who came out to play. Wu Xingyan also deliberately chose a hidden location, so that it would basically not be discovered by others.

"I really misjudged you."

The owner of the stall brought two bowls of noodles, one of which was full of red oil, rice noodles and minced meat, with coriander floating on the side, which looked very attractive.

Fang Ningjie's saliva was about to flow down.

Wu Xingyan pushed the bowl of spicy food in front of him in a timely manner.

"How did you know to come here to eat?" Fang Ningjie took a bite out of his chopsticks, stuck out his tongue from the heat, but narrowed his eyes comfortably.

"Someone recommended me to come here." Wu Xingyan revealed it lightly, "Do you want me to buy a bottle of drink?"

"No, no, no," Fang Ningjie waved his hands, his tone full of nostalgia, "This stall has been around for more than ten years. I have eaten at many places, and this one has the best taste."

"How do you know that he has been driving for more than ten years? Could it be that you have eaten fans here since you were a child?" Wu Xingyan asked seemingly unintentionally.

"Cough cough!"

Fang Ningjie slapped his throat, tears welled up in the corners of his eyes, Wu Xingyan paused for a second, then stood up and paid for a drink.

He breathed a sigh of relief: Dad was scared to death, and he almost revealed his secrets.

The age on the ID card showed that he was only 21, if Wu Xingyan asked him, he really didn't know how to answer.

My father and my mother met at the hot and sour noodles stand, so my mother loved to bring me to eat when I was very young?

Nonsense.

"Drink some water," Wu Xingyan handed him the Sprite, and waited for him to take a sip before continuing, "Where did you just say?"

"..."

"Oh, I remembered," Wu Xingyan snapped his fingers in a moderate manner, "You have eaten fans here since you were a child?"

"..." Fang Ningjie swallowed, and subconsciously used chopsticks to stir up the fans: "My father and my mother met through eating hot and sour noodles, so..."

Wu Xingyan looked at him firmly, and smiled after a while: "What a coincidence, my friend and I met while eating this."

"Oh...is that so?" Fang Ningjie felt his throat was a little dry after he had just finished drinking, and he didn't know what to say.

"I hope he and I can... get married like your parents did." Wu Xingyan raised the canned Sprite in his hand and said.

Fang Ningjie also raised his hand and touched him: "I wish you... By the way, do you have someone you like?"

Damn, don't mention my parents anymore!Even though I'm a screenwriter, I can't do it all the time!

"Yeah... I have liked it for many years."

"Are you still chasing now?"

Fang Ningjie suddenly remembered something, and said casually, "By the way, Director Guan told me, is that person also a screenwriter?"

"........."

Wu Xingyan pressed the button to make a call on his mobile phone and nodded.

"What's it called? Maybe I know him?" Fang Ningjie said after sucking the last fan.

Wu Xingyan handed him a tissue at the right time: "You should... know."

"Who is it?" He said so slowly, but it aroused Fang Ningjie's interest.

"Boss, pay the bill." He quickly stood up, waved to the boss, and opened his wallet at the same time.

"........."

Let me tell you that you can't keep avoiding my words!

"What have you been up to lately?" Wu Xingyan put away his wallet and suddenly turned around to ask him.

Fang Ningjie was stunned for a moment, then continued, "I'm writing a script."

"Haven't you thought about changing jobs?" Wu Xingyan continued to ask.

Fang Ningjie smiled: "What job do you want to change?"

"Forensic doctor, lawyer, designer...or start a business by yourself." Wu Xingyan counted them one by one.

"No need," Fang Ningjie shook his head, it was rare to be so persistent, "I like the profession of screenwriting very much."

Also accustomed to this way of operation, he silently added.

"But it's very hard." Wu Xingyan put his hands on his shoulders lightly, and quietly approached him, "It's easy to be bullied by the crew."

"When you climb to the top, you will have a lot of gains." Fang Ningjie said to himself without noticing his closeness.

Wu Xingyan's footsteps stagnated for a moment: "Then... what if it takes a long time for you to climb to the position you want? Or no matter how long it takes?"

"Nothing is impossible," Fang Ningjie exhaled, "but... for me now, climbing to that position shouldn't be so important."

When a person finally gets a bucket of gold, his mood is ecstatic; when he gets a second bucket of gold, he may not be as happy as before.

"You haven't thought about it," Wu Xingyan said in a low voice, "Have you started a family or something?"

Fang Ningjie's face changed slightly, and after a while he forced a smile and said: "I never thought, I'm still so young, let's talk about it after a few more years."

In fact, now that I think about it, he and Yuan Ru are not as close as he thought, every date is like a routine, and the anniversary of the two of them has to be brought up by her, so he will scratch his head and think about what to give, cake, Rings, travel... When he couldn't figure out new tricks, he entrusted this matter to Fu Zhan.

Yuan Ru doesn't like to open presents face to face, so many times, after the anniversary, he still doesn't know what kind of present Fu Zhan helped him choose.

Although the relationship between them was weak, Yuan Ru, as an ex-girlfriend, managed to achieve one thing: he might not be interested in women for a long time.

Fang Ningjie sighed unconsciously.

"Why are you sighing?" Wu Xingyan patted his head and said, "You are still young, take your time."

Fang Ningjie: "..."

No, you don't understand, I'm not young anymore.

He pleaded weakly in his heart.

When the two got into the car, Wu Xingyan remembered something.

"By the way," he turned off the ignition, pulled out the key, and turned to Fang Ningjie, "Jiang Mu's funeral today...the suspect appeared."

The heater in the car was fully turned on, which inevitably made people slack off, so by the time Fang Ningjie realized it, nearly half a minute had passed.

He clenched his fists, sat up straight, frowned and whispered, "Who is...?"

In fact, he already knew it in his heart, but... still wanted to hear a definite answer.

"It's Fu Zhan." Wu Xingyan said.

really!

Fang Ningjie turned his face away, took a deep breath, and continued to ask, "How do you know it's him?"

"Within an hour before Jiang Mu's accident, Fu Zhan called him. I suspect it was him."

"You suspect? That is to say, you have no evidence?"

Fang Ningjie's mind was in a mess, and he didn't know whether he wanted Fu Zhan to become the murderer or not.

In terms of love, Fu Zhan has worked hard with him for many years, and raising a dog for so many years can still develop feelings; in terms of reason, this person turned away when he was in danger...

"It's him." Wu Xingyan said lightly, "I tested him with words, but he was very guilty."

"What did you tell him?" Fang Ningjie blurted out.

Wu Xingyan recounted roughly what he had said at the time.

"He's really guilty." Fang Ningjie sighed.

After all, he has been a brother for so many years, even if he only hears his behavior from other people, he can infer a little.

Wu Xingyan put his hands on the steering wheel and nodded: "I will immediately investigate his communication records and see if I can find any clues."

"There's one more!" Fang Ningjie said reflexively, although his consciousness was a little dazed, "the suspect has one more..."

"Who?"

Wu Xingyan turned to him and looked at him fixedly, as if looking forward to it, expecting him to say the name.

Fang Ningjie's eyes were complicated and his heart was tangled, but he still said, "Yuan Ru."

"I checked her communication records. Jiang Mu's last call was indeed to her, but... Yuan Ru has an alibi." Wu Xingyan said, but there was no disappointment on his face.

"what……"

Fang Ningjie stopped in time.

Few people should know the place Yuan Ru agreed with him, if he blurted it out, it would definitely arouse Wu Xingyan's suspicion.

"Wasn't I there at the time? I'll help you." He said, "I can perjure you and let Fu Zhan get out of jail!"

There was a rare ruthlessness in his eyes.

But Wu Xingyan vetoed him: "Ning Jie, you are not allowed to testify, nor is perjury allowed."

"why?!"

Fang Ningjie was surprised.

"You can't testify." Wu Xingyan shook his head stubbornly, repeated this sentence, put his palm on Fang Ningjie's head, and rubbed it.