After a career fan marries a disabled actor[Transmigration Book]

Huo Yun sat in the main seat, chatting with Huo Boutonniere with a smile on his face, his smile froze when Yang Xiaoying broke through the door——

"Ah, Yingying."

He is nearly fifty years old, but he still likes this kind of sweet address. He is always good at coaxing women.

Huo Jinfeng broke up unhappy every time he saw him.Huo Yun always reminded him of his mother, but it wasn't because of the memory of her death day, but a memory that he hated and didn't want to touch.

He would unstoppably think about whether Huo Yun had sweetly called his mother that way before, and just thinking about it made him feel a little physically uncomfortable.

His already bad face seemed to be a little paler.

As for Yang Xiaoying, if Huo Yun is the culprit who ruined their family, then Yang Xiaoying is his helper without hesitation.

She took her seat with her bag, and was still putting the card in the card bag. She responded calmly, with a somewhat tough attitude.

Huo Jinfeng lacked interest, and met Huo Jinhua's eyes.He didn't mean to provoke trouble, which surprised Huo Biaohua, and it was clearly written in his expression - Liu Ke is doing well.

She was right.

Because the young man around him seemed to expect that Huo Jinfeng's mood swings would be very violent, so he came over and took comforting measures - he quietly held his wrist under the table.

His wrist was moderately warm and ironed just like his own. The flowing blood and the slight pulsation of his pulse made him feel that this was a calm and stable person.

Such physical contact is more useful to Huo Jinfeng than words.

Ever since he was knocked on the car door and gagged, Zhao Liuke discovered that Huo Jinfeng's senses are more sensitive to body movements.

Moreover, this is an engagement banquet, and it is necessary to show intimacy in front of Huo Jinfeng's father and stepmother... He thought twice before choosing this action.

Huo Yun was reminiscing with Yang Xiaoying, they hadn't seen each other for a long time, it was like two strangers exchanging greetings for the first time, it was very funny.

Huo Boutonniere occasionally interjects/goes in for a few words, and then goes to eat the dishes on the table——she is the one with the strongest heart among all the people present, she has not changed her face, and has precise chopsticks, and she is about to deal with the food in front of her. Half a plate of hairy belly.

Zhao Liuke held him under the table with his right hand, scooped up the soup with a spoon in his left hand, and sipped it.

Huo Jinfeng was not in the mood to eat, his thoughts wandered, thinking of Zhao Liuke beating someone just now.

A little unexpected, but it seems to be taken for granted.

At that time Zhao Liuke was really angry, but the strength in his hand was really under control.

Otherwise, a punch in the face of an adult male is not as simple as just a little nosebleed.

He is even moderately angry.

Huo Jinfeng and him are two extremes, his emotions are crazy and difficult to control.

There were only five people here, so he had no scruples, and stared at him with his head tilted, making Zhao Liuke look back at him several times in doubt, but still didn't intend to turn his gaze away.

Zhao Liuke looked uncomfortable.

It's not that I'm getting used to it, it's just that... I finally understand what it's like to be watched by an idol.

After Zhao Liuke became popular, no matter where he went to film, there would always be fans running from afar to give him something after the end, usually not food—the food he received once had needles hidden in it, and since then Food is also not accepted - so those girls will bring him a little gift, such as handicrafts, greeting cards, shrink sheets, hanging ornaments.

Once in winter, it was already past three o'clock in the morning after the play.

A man wrapped in a down jacket suddenly appeared from the side of the road. He couldn't tell if he was male or female, he only looked at the short one, which startled the life assistant.

Fortunately, Zhao Liuke recognized him in advance, this is an old fan who has followed him since his debut.It was agreed today that a few old fans were waiting here to meet them, but it turned out that the show was too late, and I was supposed to let them go back first, but I insisted on it until now.

He hurriedly brought a warm baby and a glass filled with hot water to warm her body and hands. When he handed it over, he touched the girl's fingertips and felt like he had touched a piece of ice.

At that time, she was so cold that her teeth were chattering. According to her later, the girls who accompanied her had already left, leaving her here waiting to bring things to Zhao Liuke.

It was snowing in the middle of the night, and Zhao Liuke was very sleepy. Zhao Liuke confirmed that the girl drank a whole cup of pearl milk tea he bought, holding the warm glass, with a little sweat on her forehead due to the heat, so she was relieved to let the assistant give it away Go home and prepare to drive back by yourself.

Before the girl left, she asked cautiously, "Can I have a hug? Ke Ke, I won't be able to see you in the future."

His fans call him Ke Ke.

Zhao Liuke hugged her and asked her why.

She said that she was going to get married, and her husband thought she was chasing stars waiting for someone here, so he was very angry, saying that it would hurt her health, and would not let her do this again.

Zhao Liuke let go of her, and said earnestly, "It's been really hard walking with me for so long, I wish you happiness."

The fan smiled shyly at the time and said: "It's not hard, fanning you is the most correct thing I did, you worked so hard, and you happened to be so close to me, so I can regard you as a role model, and... you have always been So handsome."

"When you look at me like this now, I feel that the light in your eyes drives away the coldness in my whole body."

Zhao Liuke laughed. He was already 36 years old at the time, and the years had only added maturity to him. At this moment, his profound facial features stretched out, and the tails of his eyes were slightly raised, making him look warm and soft under the street lights.

"Look, you smiled, and you look good when you smile. They all say that only teenagers feel youthful, but you have a strong sense of facial features, and you are especially youthful when you smile."

The snow kept falling, and the voices of the world were quiet, only her hoarse voice and occasional coughing were the only ones here.

Zhao Liuke handed her a bottle of syrup that his assistant had just bought from the 24-hour store, and watched the girl get into the car.

He bowed solemnly on a snowy night when he was driving far away.

When he got home he opened the bag and received some small presents...

and a diary.

It's a handbook, written for five years, about the bits and pieces of his fans; I posted a lot of photos of him, some of which I don't quite remember; the girls' beautiful handwriting will also write down the trivial things in life.

It was a thick book, and the pages seemed to burst when closed, so Zhao Liuke had to spread it out and put it in a box for preservation.

He saw the last sentence of the girl's diary.

"Goodbye, my youth."

He thought of her bright eyes. At that time, he couldn't understand why someone liked him so much, and now he was chasing stars... It should be regarded as star chasing—only then did he realize that the other party's every move had a unique aura.

Zhao Liuke withdrew his thoughts.

The wrist of the subordinate moved and turned over. The owner of the wrist raised his hand and slowly stuck his fingers into his.

The other party's fingers felt too strong, Zhao Liuke tried to withdraw his hand, but failed.Huo Jinfeng's fingers were like his own, unquestionably following him as he was about to twitch his hand.

Yang Xiaoying and Huo Yun have already gotten to know each other well, and they have once again acted like an amiable couple. Now they are discussing where to go for vacation.

Huo Yun saw that Huo Jinfeng remained silent this time, and asked with relief, "Xiaofeng and Liuke, where do you want to go for this engagement banquet?"

Huo Jin's cold jade-like fingers caressed his knuckles and slowly lifted them up.

On the surface, he was still answering Huo Yun's question, "Just be with him."

Huo Yun asked kindly: "You two have a very good relationship, Xiao Ke, how are you living recently?"

"Very good, Jinfeng takes good care of me." Zhao Liuke nodded, and the answer was not like being in love, but rather routine.

He tried to free his hand to put it on the table, but failed twice.

Huo Yun frowned secretly, this... is it really like what Yang Xiaoying said, they have a good relationship?

He turned his head and met Yang Xiaoying's eyes. Yang Xiaoying rarely said anything, but smiled, but it was a little awkward.She hurriedly tried to give Zhao Liuke a hint with her eyes, and scolded Zhao Liuke for being stupid in her heart.

Here Yang Xiaoying raised her eyebrows several times, and here Zhao Liuke tilted her head, avoiding it perfectly.

Zhao Liuke tried to communicate with Huo Jinfeng in the gap between answering questions, his eyes turned to him, Huo Jinfeng... Huo Jinfeng lowered his eyes and didn't answer!

He moved his hand, thinking that he couldn't move——

The shackles were suddenly loosened, and he unconsciously lifted his hand away from the opponent's palm, and his heart also loosened.

He knocked his hand on the table and made a noise.

The sound was so abrupt that even Huo Biaohua, who was so focused on filling her stomach, stopped her hand that was still eating and looked over.

So focus on here.

The young man uncomfortably raised the hand that had been placed under the table from the beginning, and Huo Jinfeng next to him also put his hand on the table. Their wrists were close to each other when they were raised one after another, staggered, and placed separately.

If you look closely, you can still see the redness of the young man's hands being tightly clenched.

Yang Xiaoying breathed a sigh of relief.

Huo Yun smiled openly.

Huo Boutonniere looked like I didn't understand anything.

"You two have a good relationship, so Dad can rest assured," Huo Yun said with relief, "Jinfeng, you should make some changes. Dad has contacted the doctor for you. When are you going to see him?"

Huo Jinfeng's expression changed: "I'm not cured."

Zhao Liuke felt that his hand holding the chopsticks was a little unsteady.

Yang Xiaoying added fuel to the side: "Don't be so stubborn, Jinfeng, it's not a bad thing to treat your legs..."

Huo Biaohua had already finished fighting at this moment—she was full, she picked up the napkin and wiped her mouth, and said lightly: "Aunt Yang, don't worry, Jinfeng has his own plans, besides, there is no need to rush this moment, nervous We can’t make the decision, don’t you think so?”

Neither of them called Yang Xiaoying her mother.

When she actually married in, the two of them were already eight years old, and the twins subconsciously hated this woman who smelled of copper.

Yang Xiaoying seemed to be persuaded, but she was still a little anxious: "How can a child like Jinfeng not heal his legs? Who doesn't want to see their children healthy? Auntie looks at you like this, and I feel so sad." It's not good...we are not short of money..."

As she talked, her eyes were full of tears, and she wiped her tears with a tissue. Huo Yun hugged her shoulders, patted her comfortingly, and said, "Yeah, Xiaofeng, don't be stubborn. Can you cure it?" You Aunt Yang and I are so worried about you, don't know what the elders want all day long, and you are still rebellious at such an age. In the future, you will inherit the Huo family's family property, how can you do with this image?"

Yang Xiaoying's expression was a little strange, mixed with joy and sadness, whether she was smiling or not, she quickly put away her inappropriate facial expressions.

Huo Jinfeng was used to Huo Yun's moral kidnapping, so he didn't respond, but replied: "This is very good."

As for Zhao Liuke...

Zhao Liuke was picking up some food for him. Hearing this, he froze in mid-air for a while with inconspicuous movements, and then stared at his plate in a disguised manner.

Huo Jinfeng didn't want to heal his legs.

To Zhao Liuke, this was no less than a bolt from the blue.

He was visibly depressed.

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The author has something to say: I tried the daily update... I will be hollowed out...

The authors who can update daily are so amazing...

This chapter feels like water, I am really a big water ratio...

- 2020100814:04