After the official announcement with the disabled actor

The pungent smell of disinfectant filled his nostrils.

Faintly, Fu Ying seemed to hear a gentle voice, it was Song Yunshi whom he hadn't seen for a long time.There is also an old and tired sigh of Dao, which seems to be Professor Song.Immediately next to his ears, he heard Lu Cong's thoughts and Qin Li's seemingly non-existent concerns.

But Ting Miao, no, no...

Is he not here?Where did he go, Fu Ying wanted to find him, but tried desperately to open her eyes, but couldn't.His eyelids seemed unable to open no matter how frantically he tried.Fu Ying's heart throbbed like crazy, suddenly, her whole body trembled violently, her body kept falling, her thoughts seemed to fall into a boundless abyss, and she fell into a chaotic dream.

In his dream, he fiercely licked and kissed the beautifully curved collarbone of the person in front of him, especially the place under the collarbone.

He wanted to carefully distinguish why it was warm and hot there, but when he opened his eyes, there was a bright red mole inlaid on the fair and delicate skin, so beautiful that it seemed to ooze blood.

Fu Ying wanted to reach out to touch it, but the scene in front of him changed instantly, and the white cloud and smoke exploded. When he saw clearly again, the old things forgotten four years ago, madness surged in his mind like a tide.

——Four years ago, he was still a high-spirited young actor in the entertainment industry.

"Fu Ying, Petrichor Hotel, Juju? Let me introduce you some friends in the circle." The agent patted Fu Ying on the shoulder, and before he could answer, he dragged him to the appointment with great interest.

Fu Ying raised her lips, ignoring the interest in the corner of the manager's mouth: "OK."

Petrichor is located in the very center of Anise City, full of crowds and bright lights.Although it is an upper-class place, it is barely cleaned up, but there are still things that don't have eyesight doing things indiscriminately, disturbing his peace.

The manager held Fu Ying in the corridor of Petrichor, chatting happily, when Fu Ying was distracted, she suddenly heard a mournful cry from the box next to her.

His eyes moved slightly, and he stood still.

"What's the matter?" The agent followed his gaze and heard the same voice. He smiled knowingly and didn't care: "This kind of thing is gone, don't worry about it, let's go, everyone is still waiting." your."

Fu Ying kept looking at the box door.

Where the manager didn't see it, his eyes gradually darkened.

"Let's go, Fu Ying—" Before he finished speaking, Fu Ying moved his feet suddenly, and kicked the room away with strong force in an instant, and the scene in the box also jumped into the eyes of the two of them.

The manager clicked his tongue twice, as if a little disgusted.

Fu Ying stared angrily at the scene inside. He didn't know that some people like to play with boys, how hard they do it, but seeing the scene before him, his pupils still shrank fiercely.Fu Ying glanced around and saw that the only neatly dressed young man in the private room was shivering and huddled in the corner with tears blurring his face.When the door was kicked open, he raised his head abruptly, his eyes shining brightly.

Fu Ying looked away quickly, watching the people inside getting dressed in a hurry, but strangely, except for the boy who was huddled in the corner, everyone else looked calm, as if they were not forced.After seeing the stranger barging in, he curled his lips in disgust, as if disturbing their business.

"Fuck, who the hell doesn't have eyes!" The tall man blocking the corner turned his head fiercely, and met Fu Ying's sharp eyes.

The man's pupils shrank slightly, and he put on his clothes in a decent manner: "Fu Ying?"

After all, Fu Ying has made movies and TV shows, so she didn't wonder why he knew her, so she also ignored the panic that flashed in the man's eyes.

He walked in with big strides, looked coldly at the disheveled crowd, and walked straight to the tearful young man in the corner.

"He bullied you?"

The boy pursed his mouth, reached out to him, and sobbed, "Help me..."

Fu Ying helped him up, turned and left.

The man jumped up and stopped him with red eyes: "This is mine, why do you take him away?!"

Fu Ying glanced at him, without the slightest emotion in his eyes, and stared directly at the man with dark eyes: "I don't like you."

"Fuck, you're fucking sick!"

Fu Ying acted neatly, and when she saw this, she called someone in, beat the man violently, and threw him out of Petrichor.The manager sighed and closed his eyes to hide the looming disgust in his eyes.

When I opened my eyes again, it was already normal.

He pointed to the weak boy: "What should I do?"

Fu Ying also looked down at the person in her arms, and asked him in a low voice: "Can you go back by yourself?" As soon as the words fell, the young man grabbed his clothes with red eyes, trembling all over, thinking that he was stimulated and frightened just now .

Seeing that his face was pale and his lips were trembling miserably, Fu Ying thought for a while, "I still have something to do in Petrichor, you can either come with me, or I can find someone to take you back?"

After a while, the boy carefully glanced at him, and when he was talking, his eyes were so red that they were about to bleed: "Follow... you."

"Alright." Fu Ying let go of him and raised her eyebrows: "Can you stand up?"

The young man's face was flushed red, he didn't know whether he was shocked or he was ashamed because of Fu Ying's words.He nodded quietly, and after a long silence, he choked out a sentence: "You can stand still." After finishing speaking, he was about to look up at Fu Ying, but Fu Ying was already walking forward with a smile on his shoulders with his manager.

The young man froze for a moment, then turned his head timidly, as if worried that the person who was going to bully him would not come back.Seeing that there was no movement behind, he breathed a sigh of relief, calmed down, and trotted after him.

Fu Ying took the boy to his box.

At that time, there were already several men in suits and leather shoes drinking in the box.Fu Ying came late and was persuaded to punish himself with three cups, and everyone let him go, but his eyes suddenly shifted to the beautiful boy standing behind him.

The boy was taken aback by the fright just now, and his expression was timid, but he stood there upright, like an indomitable young pine tree.

He is very beautiful, although his face is still a little immature, but from the contours of his facial features, he can vaguely see that he is a beauty.Many explicit eyes were fixed on the young man, his eyes were flustered, and he stretched out his hand to pull the corner of Fu Ying's clothes in front of him.

Fu Ying put down the wine glass, seemed a little drunk, and leaned lazily on the sofa: "Why, I haven't seen Fu for a long time, why are you all staring at me?"

A man smiled and said, "What are you talking about, Mr. Fu, who is behind you?"

Fu Ying obviously felt that the boy's whole body became stiff.

He raised his eyebrows, his eyes stained by drunkenness were dark, quite creepy: "My little friend, come over to see the world, huh? Mr. Li wants to get acquainted?"

"How old are you? You still look young." Mr. Li licked his face, his eyes were revealing.

Fu Ying shook the wine glass casually, and smiled softly: "It doesn't matter how old you are, children are shy, so they dare to stay behind me."

As soon as these words came out, several people knew what Fu Ying meant, and immediately cut off that ghostly thought.

It's just that his words are still a threat in the ears of others, but Fu Ying's manager knows the whole process.He snorted, thinking about the children in the family, I am afraid that Fu Ying thinks she is beautiful, so he rescued him to try something new.But...the person is really nice and tasty enough, the manager licked his lips, wanting to taste it before Fu Ying.

He leaned on the sofa and waved at the boy.

The young man froze, holding Fu Ying's clothes tighter and tighter.

Fu Ying turned her head to look at him in surprise, met his wet eyes, and glanced suspiciously at the manager next to her.

The manager saw that the young man didn't come over, and the rest of the men were still staring at him, so he couldn't bear to lose face and wanted to do it directly.

With a smile on the corner of Fu Ying's mouth, he lightly stopped his hand: "Brother Wang, what's the matter?"

There was a gloomy look in the manager's eyes, and he smiled coldly, "I saw him standing in the back and asked him if he had a drink."

Fu Ying didn't refute his face, she turned her head and asked, "Do you want to drink?"

The boy shook his head hastily.

"Okay." Fu Ying raised her brows, "If you don't like it, then don't drink it."

"Fu Ying!" The manager was angry.

Fu Ying picked up the wine on the table and wanted to drink again, but she loosened her wrist as soon as she touched him, and the wine glass fell to the ground, and the sound of shattering alarmed the other people in the box.He was obviously drunk, leaning on the boy and waving around: "Everyone, Mr. Fu is overwhelmed with alcohol, so I'm leaving. Please feel free tonight, and the bill will be charged to Mr. Fu's name."

The agent stared at him in astonishment: "Fu Ying, what do you mean?!"

"It's nothing." Fu Ying smiled: "The kid is tired, and I'm drunk too, so go home early." He patted the manager's shoulder, lifted his thin lips, and smiled harmlessly, "Brother Wang, tomorrow See you, ah."

After leaving the box, Fu Ying leaned on the young man and walked with him outside Petrichor to refresh himself.

The cool night wind blew over, Fu Ying felt uncomfortable in her stomach, staggered to the trash can and started to vomit.

The young man looked at him at a loss, and timidly guarded behind.

Feeling better after vomiting, just drunk, Fu Ying's eyes were not clear, she stared at the boy, took out two bills from her wallet, lowered her eyes: "It smells bad, can you buy me a bottle of peppermint mouth spray, please. "

"Oh, good." The boy started to run towards the nearest store, and couldn't help but look back while running.

When he came back, he saw Fu Ying sitting on the ground with the back of his head leaning against the wall, his knees slightly bent, but he was not in a panic, his clothes were neat, and the broken hair hanging on his eyelids was actually a bit carefree.

"Give you."

Fu Ying stroked her bangs and smiled lazily.

When Fu Ying was dealing with the strange smell, the boy asked hesitantly: "That's your manager, he...?" It seemed strange, and the relationship with Fu Ying was not very good.

Fu Ying's eyes were dark: "What are you talking about, he's boring."

He supported the wall and stood up. Seeing this, the young man hurried over to help him.

Fu Ying said, "I'm going back now."

The young man frowned and bit his lip: "You are a star, there will be paparazzi secretly taking pictures of you, I will cover you and send you off."

Fu Ying passed out drunk.

The young man was dumbfounded, and tentatively asked in his ear: "Where is your home, I will take you back."

Fu Ying vaguely reported a series of names.

The boy helped Fu Ying to a European-style manor villa.

It was dark at night, and there were no lights outside the villa.The young man couldn't see clearly, he groped to lead him to the door, but wondered what to do if he didn't have the key?

He was about to ask Fu Ying, but saw a fingerprint identification in front of him.

The boy's eyes brightened slightly, and he pulled Fu Ying's finger to identify it. Sure enough, the door of the villa opened.It's just that the inside is darker than the outside, and nothing can be seen clearly.Only the silver moonlight pouring down by the window illuminates a section of the path flickeringly.

Fu Ying entered the villa, and Xu Shi came to a private place. He let go of his vigilance, and his whole body was so drunk that he couldn't calm down.

The boy had no choice but to hug him reluctantly, stumbling along with the moonlight.

Unexpectedly, when approaching the railing of the floor-to-ceiling windows illuminated by the moonlight, Fu Ying suddenly became drunk and pulled up the people around him to press him against the railing.The pungent smell of alcohol came, and the young man couldn't drink, his cheeks were immediately stained with a thin blush, and his whole body became limp.

The hazy moon was falling, and the young man in front of him was immature and seductive. Fu Ying's eyes slowly turned down, fixed on the looming red mole on his collar.

Fu Ying was fascinated and murmured, "You're bleeding..."

The young man was so ashamed that he couldn't restrain himself, but Fu Ying suddenly approached and bit the red mole, as if wanting him to bleed more.

"Hmm!" Looking over Fu Ying's shoulder, he saw a few beautifully carved kites on the pillars in the center of the villa. Even the delicate chandelier on the ceiling was shaped like a kite.

Fu Ying quickly let go of him and didn't move around anymore. Before he passed out, he whispered, "Do you know why I saved you?"

Before the young man could answer, he smiled absentmindedly: "A long time ago, I was also forced to die by myself." Fu Ying's eyebrows and eyes deepened, and a small smile escaped from his mouth, mocking herself: "You just now Afraid?"

"……afraid."

"I'm also afraid." Fu Ying lazily leaned on him: "So I did it. No one rescued me back then. Now I will save you."

The boy seemed dumbfounded, blinked his eyes, and asked in a low voice, "Is your name Fu Ying?"

"Hmm." Fu Ying's voice was vague.

"I will remember you."

"Why remember me." Fu Ying rubbed her forehead, grunted and laughed: "Are you going to save me in the future? I won't give you this chance."

The young man thought, he didn't want to save Fu Ying at all, he didn't want to put this person in danger, so he shook his head strongly, and said stubbornly: "I don't want to save you, but I just want to find you."

Fu Ying laughed even louder, but her mouth was tainted with drunkenness, and she could not speak clearly: "I'm filming, I'm an actor, and I will always be in the show business circle. You can see me when you turn on the TV, I am..."

His voice is getting softer.

The young man remained silent, but nodded himself, with determination in his eyes.

But Fu Ying fell into a deep sleep.

In his sleep, the thin body of the young man gradually became flexible as time passed.He bravely shed his greenness, and his face is as beautiful as a fairy.That face gradually changed into the familiar Ting Miao's, smiling silly at him, and shouting: "Hey! I found you!"

"Ting Miao—"

A muffled groan woke up the people surrounding the hospital bed.

Lu Cong hurriedly shouted: "Yunshi, the old man is awake, come here quickly!!"

A young man in a white coat hurried over and took medical equipment to check Fu Ying's condition: "I took the medicine before, Brother Fu is fine now, and the specific treatment plan will be discussed after he wakes up."

As soon as she finished speaking, Fu Ying slowly opened her eyelids.

He vaguely saw Song Yunshi and Lu Cong, but Ting Miao was not there.Fu Ying's heart shuddered, and she got up from the hospital bed in a panic, "A Miao, A Miao..."

"Hush!" Lu Cong nervously covered Fu Ying's mouth, and pointed to the side with his eyes.

Fu Ying was slightly stunned, and looked there with a stiff neck, only to find that there was a person lying on the hospital bed next to her.

Fu Ying constricted his pupils in horror, and his breathing gradually became chaotic. Ting Miao in his eyes was pale, sleeping there, as if he had no life at all.

Seeing his reaction, Lu Cong quickly explained: "He has taken care of you for two whole days, and just closed his eyes just now, so don't disturb him."

Fu Yingcai breathed a sigh of relief, but stared at Ting Miao without blinking, sitting on the hospital bed like a soulless corpse.

Song Yunshi came over and took the medicine for him to take.

Fu Ying took it, ate it without asking anything, and then said blankly, "What's wrong with me."

Song Yunshi's face was serious: "The condition has relapsed, Brother Fu, you must receive treatment."

Fu Ying kept turning her head to look at Ting Miao, opened her mouth, and said in a hoarse voice, "How long."

"Not sure, at least half a year, I will stay in China." Song Yunshi is a psychiatrist at Yancheng Central Hospital. Some time ago, he went to a foreign research project and hurried back after hearing the news that Fu Ying was vomiting blood.

Fu Ying nodded, not knowing what she was thinking.

After a while, the people in the next bed seemed to be moving. Song Yunshi saw that Ting Miao was about to wake up, and pulled Lu Cong out of the ward.

Lu Cong frowned in confusion: "Why, why did Old Fu suddenly stay so dumb, is there any problem?"

Song Yunshi looked back at the ward, shook his head and explained: "For psychiatric patients, clinical drug treatment must be accompanied by emotional treatment. The two are equally important. Brother Fu has already found someone who can stabilize his mood, so don't let anyone talk about it." say?"

Lu Cong remembered how they got along, shrugged his shoulders: "Yes."

He was going to leave the hospital to get some air, but he saw Fang Zhou was also going outside from the corridor.

Lu Cong's eyes lit up, and Babar followed.

"Fang Zhou, where are you going?"

"..." Fang Zhou gave him a sideways glance: "Miao Miao is about to wake up, I'm going to buy food."

"I will accompany you, I will accompany you!"

Lu Cong stuck to it like a dog, but Fang Zhou was neither cold nor cold, and the atmosphere between the two was quite strange.

Seeing this scene, Song Yunshi shook his head helplessly.

After several people left the ward, Fu Ying also found that Ting Miao was about to wake up.

He didn't disturb Ting Miao, he groped and got off the bed slowly, and sat on the wheelchair.Turning the wheelchair closer, waiting beside the hospital bed, hoping that Ting Miao could see him at the first sight.

Fu Ying still remembered what happened that day, he clutched his chest in pain, not knowing how to face Ting Miao.

Crying, roaring, and quarreling all came into his head. Fu Ying was glad that Song Yunshi had just given him medicine, so that now when his heart was pounding, he could barely control the mania in his body.

"Teacher Fu...?" Ting Miao's soft voice brought back Fu Ying's reason.

His eyes fluttered for a moment, he lowered his head, and saw that Ting Miao on the hospital bed had opened his eyes.

There was a hint of a smile on Ting Miao's face, no matter what Fu Ying was thinking with a sullen face, he just stretched out his two slender arms, and the dimple at the corner of his mouth floated a sweet taste, warm and soft. Say: "Hug."

Fu Ying's pupils shook violently.

Doesn't he hate me, or he despises me, doesn't want to see me, calls me a lunatic, a psycho, and a waste that will never be loved by others.

Fu Ying was confused, but when she saw the affection in Ting Miao's clear and moist eyes, she was suddenly ecstatic.

He couldn't hug Ting Miao, he hesitated and stretched out his hand.The rough fingertips groped for Ting Miao's slender wrist, and then slowly touched along the wrist. When they touched Ting Miao's slightly cool fingers, they slowly spread, and got into the gap between his fingers. Interlocking.

Ting Miao closed his fingers together and grabbed his hand.

Fu Ying's eyes glided across the interlocking fingers, and she opened her mouth in a hoarse voice, "I remember what happened four years ago."

He continued: "Yes, A Miao, you found me."

Ting Miao narrowed his eyes in satisfaction, with the tails of his eyes raised, and said stinkingly, "I'm great."

Fu Ying looked at his red wrist: "It hurts."

"A little bit." Ting Miao wrinkled his face on purpose, but when he saw Fu Ying's tense face, he couldn't bear it anymore. He retracted his hand and pulled Fu Ying closer: "I don't want Teacher Fu's apology, you don't owe me anything." , I know what happened that day was not what Mr. Fu wanted, you were sick, so I was afraid..."

"I want Teacher Fu's promise." Ting Miao stared at him closely, as if to see all the changes in his face: "Promise me, never hurt yourself, Doctor Song said you will get better, I will accompany you I'm treating you."

A hint of ferocity flashed in Fu Ying's eyes, but then he was suppressed, and Ting Miao's soft words made him calm down.

Ting Miao didn't urge him to answer, and held Teacher Fu's hand, rubbing his thumb stickily on Teacher Fu's thumb.

He is not afraid of anything, he just wants the person in front of him not to suffer from the pain anymore.

Fu Ying changed her expression slightly, opened her mouth, but said nothing.

Ting Miao smiled sweetly, not afraid of Fu Ying's obscurity, she raised her lips and said to herself: "I want Teacher Fu to hold me and take me to all the scenery I have never seen before. I also want Teacher Fu to accompany me on walks, walk the dog, raise kittens, play basketball together, kiss me often, and carry me behind my back..."

He said to himself, but Fu Ying didn't seem to understand this, his face was stiff, and he said stiffly: "No, no cats."

Ting Miao, who was enjoying a good life, was startled.

"Why God?"

"It's not allowed to keep cats." Fu Ying hooked his fingers, and her heart skipped a beat: "Keeping cats is annoying."

Ting Miao didn't keep up with his brain circuit, nunuzui: "No, I think cats are cute."

Fu Ying's dark eyes trembled, and the hot eyes fixed on Ting Miao's raised lips, her heart was beating like a drum, and she shook her head stubbornly: "Keep barking, when the time comes, you will bark with it .”

He couldn't imagine that besides the real cat's meowing in the room, there was Ting Miao meowing in his ear.

Similarly, Ting Miao would not know how long it took him to resist biting his lips obsessively when he was meowing with cat ears on the variety show that day.

"Meow, meow~" Ting Miao learned a few times, his eyelashes trembling with grievance: "Aren't you cute?"

outside the ward.

Lu Cong looked at Fang Zhouxi meaningfully, and grinned: "I told you not to worry, you two, they have already talked about raising cats and dogs in the future."

Fang Zhouxi: "..."

Lu Cong had an idea: "Do you like cats or dogs?"

"I like mice."

"Ah? Such a red chicken!!" Lu Cong scratched his head, rather shyly: "But I can also catch it for you, oh, buy one and raise it."

Fang Zhouxi curled his lips, turned and left: "Hehe."

Lu Cong felt baffled, and that heh heh seemed to despise him.He wanted to chase Fang Zhouxi, but he didn't move two steps, but was stopped by the smiling Song Yunshi.

"Why, don't block me." Lu Cong was in a hurry.

Song Yunshi snorted twice, and looked at him jokingly: "He said you are meddling in your own business, and you still follow me, be careful if you chase your wife, you will be suspected."

Lu Cong froze: "Why, why am I meddling in my own business!?"

With a teasing smile hidden in Song Yunshi's eyes, he raised his eyebrows: "Aren't dogs just meddling with mice?"

Lu Cong almost choked on his saliva: "...I'm a fucking dog?"

The author has something to say: Bixin, see you tomorrow~

Thanks to the little angels who threw the mines: 4 for Fen Xiaoyao; 3 for Hong Hu;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of Luan Ge and Jin Guan;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!