Yuzi constant temperature [entertainment circle]

They didn't make it to the end that day.

In fact, the two kissed deeply for a while before Wen Yan's cell phone rang.

The ringtone is a country folk song.

Both of them stopped suddenly, Wen Yan gasped for breath, and still did not forget to taunt this person, "Unexpected...unexpectedly, Mr. Wen also listens to such...such folk songs now."

Just as Wen Yan was about to get up, he was hooked by Wen Yan's hand on his neck. The two noses met, and Wen Yan smiled: "Why, Teacher Wen wants to be a deserter?"

Wen Yan propped his hands on both sides of Wen Yan's head, and he watched the people under him face peach blossoms at the moment, but their eyes began to become clear.

The bell rang persistently.

Wen Yan said: "Xiao Yan, don't make trouble."

Wen Yan kissed Wen Yan's Adam's apple, and after a long time, the smile in his eyes faded away little by little.

He let go of him, glanced his head aside, "Go."

Wen Yan stared at Wen Yan for a few seconds, and then carefully buttoned his shirt a few times.

When he got up, the phone was still ringing.

This is the third time.

Wen Yan frowned, and took out his phone from his pocket. The caller showed that it was Wang Qingfeng.

"Hey?"

As soon as the call was connected, Wen Yan only had time to say this word, and Wang Qingfeng seemed to be panting for a long time: "Wen Yan, you finally answered the phone! I...I...I'll be right here City B, can you... can you find someone to pick you up?"

Wen Yan glanced at Wen Yan, then stood up and went to the window.

"What happened?"

His voice was low, and Wen Yan, who was lying on the sofa, couldn't help laughing at himself.

"Daniu! Something happened to Daniel!" Wang Qingfeng's voice suddenly brought tears into his voice, "This silly boy... silly boy..."

big cow?Wen Yan's heart sank, "What happened to him?"

There was a pause there, and Wang Qingfeng seemed to be yelling at others: "Hurry up! Drive!"

A noisy voice came from the receiver, and after a while, it seemed that they had settled down, and Wang Qingfeng continued to answer his words: "Today, these hairy kids in the mountains ran to the river to play, but Wang Xiaoshu fell into the water, you Knowing that Wang Xiaoshu was naturally timid and could not swim, Wang Daniu jumped into the water to save him, but...but..."

After two "buts", Wang Qingfeng couldn't continue.

——"Mr. Wen, Mr. Wen! I haven't played those since I grew up, Mr. Wen, can I buy it?"

The child's innocent and expectant eyes appeared in front of Wen Yan at that moment, and Wen Yan froze in place.

"Wen Yan? Wen Yan? We have just been rescued at the hospital in the town, but the medical equipment here is not good enough, so we must be transferred to another hospital urgently. Can you...can you find an ambulance from City B to pick it up? We are already in the hospital On the way!"

Wen Yan came back to his senses. "I'll come right away!"

After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone, and when he was about to leave in a hurry, Wen Yan stood up behind him.

"Warm words."

Wen Yan's voice was very flat and quiet.No unexpected emotions.However, Wen Yan felt a shock all over his body. He looked back at Wen Yan, "I'm sorry Xiao Yan, I have something urgent and I have to go now."

Wen Yan smiled, "It's okay, let's go."

He took out a cigarette case from Wen Yan on the table and smoked it, "When you leave this door today, you go back to teach and I go back to filming. From now on, bridges return to bridges, and roads return to roads. You, don't bother me, even if I die, don't come to see me."

The silver zippo flashed a light at Wen Yan's fingertips, and then, the blue flame lit up, and the smoke was ignited.

Wen Yan felt his heart skip a beat following the crisp sound of the lighter.

"Wen Yan."

He wanted to say don't make trouble, I really have something urgent.But the words came to his lips but couldn't come out.

"What?" Wen Yan took a puff of cigarette and looked up at him, "Isn't that what you wanted to say to me today? Your goal has been achieved, and I have given up. From now on, I will quit Shengyu and take pictures of me. You don't have to worry about me anymore for the scenes you want to film."

——Exit Shengyu.

Both of them clearly understood that this was his gentle, last and only threat.

"What do you see me doing?" Wen Yan looked at Wen Yan calmly, "Anyway, this is not the first time, you always leave for one reason or another, and if I can't keep it, I won't."

The rain outside suddenly became heavier.The sound of slapping on the roof can be heard endlessly.

"Xiao Yan, don't accept that drama."

After thinking about it, Wen Yan could only come up with this sentence.

Then, the scene was the same as three years ago, Wen Yan turned and pushed the door, and then walked in the heavy rain without looking back——

"Bangdang."

The zippo in the palm of his hand fell to the ground, and the crisp sound was lost in the sound of rain.

No one can hear.

*****

Wen Yan sat in a corner of the corner tea restaurant in a daze.

The third cup of coffee has been refilled, and the night outside the window is getting thicker, but he doesn't want to move.

It's a pity that the coffee is not intoxicating.

Wen Yan shook the cup, and smiled at himself reflected in the glass window.It would be great if he didn't have the problem of alcohol allergy, at least he doesn't have to be so sober now.

After thinking about it, Wen Yan pointed at his own shadow and sneered, "What kind of man are you?"

So what if you've exhausted all your means, he doesn't like you, he just doesn't like you, and you're shameless for posting it on your own affection?

For a grown man, always being so sad, Wen Yan felt ashamed of himself.

Slowly, slowly, he drank the last sip of coffee. It was already ten o'clock in the evening. Seeing that the restaurant was about to close, Wen Yan paid the bill and went out.

This alley is quiet at night.

And it's dark enough, at least he doesn't need to wear a mask or sunglasses.

Wen Yan tore off the things that he carried in his left ear all year round, and threw them neatly into the trash can on the side of the road, so the world that was not too noisy became quieter.

"Di Di-"

The bright headlights hit the alley, and a Phaeton chased Wen Yan from behind.

Wen Yan heard sporadic horn sounds, so he walked to the side, but the owner of the car still didn't give up, and came up and ran beside Wen Yan leisurely.

"Ayan."

Fang Xingchen stuck his head out of the car.

However, Wen Yan acted as if he hadn't heard it, and walked with his hand down in his pocket.

"Beep."

The horn sounded again, and Fang Xingchen shouted anxiously: "A Yan!"

Only then did Wen Yan react. He turned his head sideways, frowned and looked at this disturbing car, and in the next second, he saw Fang Xingchen.

Wen Yan seemed surprised for a moment, but then he returned to his expressionless face.He stopped, walked towards the car window, bent down and said to Fang Xingchen, "I don't wear a hearing aid, what's wrong."

It was very loud.

Fang Xingchen shrank his neck from the shock, and immediately, not to be outdone, he said loudly: "Get in the car! I'll tell you again in the car!"

Wen Yan nodded.Then he made a detour and sat in the co-pilot.

So this "Passat" really drove out of the alley at a relatively fast speed.

"How did you know I was here?"

In the car, Wen Yan fastened his seat belt and asked.

Fang Xingchen smiled, "I don't know who else in this world knows you. I went to eat with Mr. Wen and haven't come back now, so I must have stayed on the corner of the street."

Wen Yan listened to the general idea, nodded, and said, "What can you do with me?"

"Here, see for yourself."

Fang Xingchen focused on driving, only took out a mobile phone from his pocket, and threw it to Wen Yan.Wen Yan caught the phone and unlocked it, and the Weibo interface popped up instantly.

He frowned, "What is this?"

"what?"

Wen Yan's voice was a little soft, Fang Xingchen couldn't hear it clearly.

But Wen Yan stopped talking again, he clicked on Weibo on the interface——

"B City Evening News: #全城爱着直护养生心病少年# At one o'clock this afternoon, an ambulance from Town Y almost attracted the attention of the whole city. The boy in the car was Wang Daniu, an orphan in Wangjia Village, 12 years old, with congenital heart disease. The medical history showed that the symptoms were onset this morning, his life was dying, and he lost his heartbeat and breathing for a while. In order to save the child, his teacher called on all the vehicles in the city to give way on the road, until his voice was temporarily lost. As the news spread, the people of the city responded one after another so that City B..."

Wen Yan's hands began to shake.

Wang Daniu?The name is familiar to him...

Before reading the Weibo content, Wen Yan quickly posted a picture of the scene.

The first one is Wen Yan.

Wen Yan drove the Volvo that once belonged to him, at the intersections that were extremely congested, under the red lights, in front of one car after another, everywhere he was leading the way for ambulances .

This is Wen Yan.

Wen Yan flicked through the news about that teacher on Weibo bit by bit, and found Wen Yan's figure, but the pain in his heart made him feel unable to breathe.

"Ayan, Ayan?"

Fang Xingchen didn't hear Wen Yan's voice, and looked at the co-pilot while driving.

"Are you all right? I've inquired. Mr. Wen is all right. I heard that I lost my voice temporarily, and the child has been rescued. "

Lost your voice?

Wen Yan only grasped this point.

"Where is he."

"what?"

Fang Xingchen slightly raised the volume, "A Yan, please speak up, I can't hear you."

"I asked you where he is!"

Fang Xingchen was startled, "Hospital! He's still in the hospital now, I'll take you there to see him now."

*****

In the underground parking lot of the hospital, Wen Yan opened the car door and rushed out before the car was parked.

When Fang Xingchen saw it, he had no choice but to hastily stop the car and run after him.

"Ayan! Wait a minute! Wear a pair of glasses to block it!"

Wen Yan kept walking, Fang Xingchen rushed up to grab him, "Don't worry, you have a hat and glasses, otherwise it will be bad if people recognize it."

Wen Yan glanced at Fang Xingchen with cold eyes, and Fang Xingchen twitched the corner of his mouth, "You seem to be rushing to kill someone..."

After finishing speaking, Fang Xingchen handed him a pair of big black-rimmed glasses, "Here, let's block it out. Besides, you don't have a hearing aid, so it's inconvenient, so follow me."

Wen Yan hesitated for a moment, put on the dull-looking glasses, but his tone was still icy cold: "Take me there."

Fang Xingchen looked at the way Wen Yan was wearing glasses, couldn't help it, and secretly laughed, seeing that Wen Yan was about to lose his temper, he quickly became serious: "Okay, okay, I'll take you there now..."

After all, he came prepared, Fang Xingchen had already found out where Wen Yan was now.

Wen Yan, who had a paralyzed face and was a little silly because of his glasses, groped his way to the intensive care area, but it was obvious that the two of them were not well when they came.

After going up the stairs and around the corner, at the end of the long corridor of the hospital, Wen Yan saw Wen Yan lying on another person's shoulder, seemingly sleeping soundly.

"That is……"

Fang Xingchen opened his mouth.

Wen Yan took off his glasses and froze.

He almost forgot about this person - Crown Artist, Rong Dingding.