The famous utensil of the superstar

The whole room was pitch-black, without a ray of light, and the night outside the window was thick, and there was not even a single person in the huge room.

He sat up slowly, propped himself up and shouted for someone, but no one answered. He inexplicably felt unprecedentedly desolate and lonely, and shouted loudly, "Housekeeper, give me a glass of water."

His voice echoed in the empty room, he coughed violently a few times, finally couldn't bear the feeling, walked down the stairs with a cane, the living room was brightly lit, the warm orange light seemed to Everything is covered with a layer of soft tulle, and a fire is crackling in the fireplace next to it, with a taste of home.

The TV rustled, and on the screen was the scene of Qi Feng coming out publicly, and there were two people nestled on the sofa, one was him, the other was Luo Qiubai, the two of them didn't know what they were talking about, they were laughing and laughing. He didn't notice the footsteps behind him either. On the other side of the sofa, there was a chubby child with a pacifier in his mouth, trying to learn to crawl forward on the sofa. I have to stumble, but I am not afraid of pain. I will giggle after I fall.

Everything was comfortable and warm, but his heart was full of anger. He looked at the two people on the sofa and yelled at him loudly, but no one paid attention to him. Only the little guy on the sofa looked at him in surprise, showing a look of sympathy. Feng had a very similar face when he was a child.

His heart moved, and he couldn't help reaching out to hug him. The chubby child looked at him in horror, then cried loudly, and patted his face with his little paw, obviously frightened.

"Good boy, don't be afraid, let me hug you."

He coaxed him softly, but the child was crying more and more, his face was flushed with grievance, and he would not let him touch him no matter what.

At this time, all the lights in the room were suddenly extinguished, everything before it disappeared, the whole living room fell into darkness for a moment, Qi Feng and the chubby little boy disappeared at the same time, the last trace of heat in the fireplace was also extinguished, and the whole living room fell into darkness. The room was suddenly as cold as an icehouse.

He shivered violently, then opened his eyes, his back was drenched in cold sweat.

It was just a dream...

"Master, are you okay?" Sun Daochang looked at him worriedly with his head down.

Mr. Qi propped himself up and sat up, recalling the dream just now, his expression was very bad, he shook his head and said, "It's okay, I had a dream."

He closed his eyes and thought carefully about the chubby child in his dream, wasn't it the boy he had caught a glimpse of on the road before.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong, and it was even more unbelievable that he found out that there was an extra child beside Luo Qiubai before contacting him. If the man he met on the road that day was really Luo Qiubai, how could he have a baby boy in his hand? A child who resembles Feng so much?

Daoist Sun put a cushion behind him, and came over with a bowl of medicine, "Master, take the medicine first, the kitchen just cooked it."

Mr. Qi waved his hand, his eyes were very complicated, with a little confusion and uneasiness, Daoist Sun frowned, weighed it up, and then said slowly, "Is the master missing the young master?"

When Qi Feng was mentioned, Mr. Qi frowned immediately, "What do you mean?"

"When you fell asleep just now, Pindao checked your pulse and found that your pulse was fluctuating violently. It seemed that you were restless, and..." He paused, and said cautiously, "You kept yelling while you were asleep. Child, child, isn't this child talking about the young master?"

Old Master Qi's face darkened, and it took a long time before he said dejectedly, "It turns out that I am also a son and grandson, but now I am a loner."

"Master, why do you have to say that? Although the young master had some conflicts with you, he will visit you on time every week and treat you with filial piety. This is a serious word."

Old Master Qi sneered, "Absolutely? He took away his and his father's shares, left Kunlun to set up his own family, and stopped listening to me for the sake of a man. What is filial piety?"

"He is forcing me not to accept Luo Qiubai, so I am not going to inherit the family business!"

As he spoke, he coughed a few times, and when he thought of his lonely situation in the dream, he became even more desolate.

Did he really do something wrong?

No, he was right, he would not allow the Qi family to cut off their sons and grandsons, let alone let their grandsons get mixed up with men, if others knew that Qi's parents and grandsons were homosexuals who liked men, he couldn't afford to lose this person.

Seeing his expression, Daoist Sun knew what he was thinking, and couldn't help but say, "You...do you still remember the kid who was the eldest son outside? In fact, he is also of the blood of the Qi family. If you can still find..."

"Presumptuous! Cough... Cough cough!" Mr. Qi suddenly slapped the table and scolded, "Daozhang Sun, don't think that you can talk nonsense just because you stay in Qi's house for a long time!"

Sun Daochang also knew that he had made a slip of the tongue, and accidentally mentioned the secrets of the Qi family back then, but after thinking about it, he felt that it would be impossible to say nothing, so he couldn't help sighing, "I'm sorry, master, I'm talking too much, I'm just sighing, if that child Still alive, maybe he can leave a bloodline for the Qi family."

Old Master Qi snorted coldly, "Shaoze was conspired by a woman to do such a wrong thing. He doesn't even admit it. Those messy people, who don't know where they got it from, come to the Qi family. Of course, I will not admit it. I only have one daughter-in-law, and only one grandson, so what do the others have to do with the Qi family? "

"What's more, no one can escape the strange disease of the Qi family. A little Feng is enough, what do you need a wild species with a strange disease?"

As soon as these words came out, Daoist Sun didn't say anything more.

None of the Qi family's children from the next generation will live to be 30 years old. Counting their age, that child is already 30 years old. After all, the incense of the Qi family has been ruined...

Just as the room fell silent, there was a sudden knock on the door.

"Come in."

The assistant walked in with a thick document, "Master, we have already found the things you want us to check, and they are all here."

The old man coughed a few times, opened the envelope and looked at it, his face immediately changed, and after waving his hand to let the assistant go down, the shock and confusion on his face became more apparent.

"What's the matter, master?" Daoist Sun couldn't help but ask.

The old man pursed his lips and handed the envelope to him. Daoist Sun was also very surprised when he saw it.

Inside the envelope is a thick stack of photos, which can be seen to be taken secretly. The photos are without exception all Luo Qiubai. He either appeared at the gate of the villa, or sneaked out of Qi Feng's car. He was well concealed, wearing sunglasses, a mask and a scarf, but familiar people could still recognize him at a glance from his figure.

In the photos, there is always a child in his arms or beside him. Sometimes the child is lying in a small stroller, sometimes sitting in a strap. It looks very lively. Some of the photos are very clear, and you can see the child in its entirety s face.

Big eyes, round face, and dimples when he smiles, although he is still very small and can't see too obvious outlines, but if all these are elongated and cut out of edges and corners, he is almost five or six points similar to Qi Feng.

Mr. Qi was speechless in astonishment. If he was dazzled before and had nightmares because he was thinking about it day by day, how can these photos be explained now?

This shows that he was absolutely right that day, that man was Luo Qiubai, and as for this child...

Sun Daochang stared at the photo, frowning tightly, his face gradually showed shock and disbelief, and then turned into confusion and contradiction.

Mr. Qi took a deep breath, thinking of the previous nightmare, his palms were a little unsteady, "Daoist, what do you think about this matter?"

Luo Qiubai disappeared for more than a year, and when he came back, he suddenly had a child beside him. This was suspicious, not to mention, this child was so similar to Qi Feng, if Qi Feng could agree to be a surrogate, or find someone else to have a child Well, he compromised a long time ago, and the grandpa and grandson won't be arguing to this point.

So... what the hell is going on with this kid? !

Sun Daochang stroked his beard, pondered carefully, and suddenly an incredible idea came to his mind.

"Master, do you still remember what I told you that once a famous instrument finds the meat key, its body will change?"

Mr. Qi didn't know why he suddenly mentioned this, he frowned and nodded, "If you want to talk about the deed of lock and key, you don't need to mention it, but it's just that Furong can't get away from Xiaofeng. I already know this, you don't need to talk about it." Tell me it's useless, I don't care at all."

Sun Daochang shook his head, "It's not just that."

He frowned tightly, both excited and puzzled. He couldn't even sit in a chair, so he had to stand up and pace around. Being inseparable is only the first step. Because famous utensils are inherently rare, it is even more difficult to form a lock-and-key deed, so there are few precedents throughout the ages, but there are records in ancient books that such a comparison is said to be a deed. Famous utensils will adjust the body posture, adjust the constitution to the most suitable state for Fengyue, and the extraordinary meridians and internal organs will also change accordingly. This kind of famous utensils that change the physique will generally have more children and more blessings, and add children to the family."

Old Master Qi frowned tightly, pondered for a moment and said, his head seemed to have been hit, "You mean... the famous artifact that changes the body can conceive offspring?"

"That's the truth, but..."

Hearing this, Mr. Qi opened his eyes slightly, and asked eagerly, "Just what?"

Daoist Sun frowned in confusion, and said as if talking to himself, "It's just that this kind of physique usually only exists in women, and it has never been seen in men. I can't tell if it is like this."

"After all, there has never been a precedent for a man to give birth to offspring. Even if the hibiscus hook is a famous weapon, it is difficult to say whether it is true or not."

"That is to say, does it mean that there will never be one before?" Mr. Qi's expression is complicated and indescribable. He picked up the photo and looked at the smiling little guy on it. After so many years in the mall, his palms couldn't help sweating a little at this moment.

Daoist Sun didn't dare to nod or shake his head. He was afraid that if he said something wrong, he might cause unnecessary troubles, so he could only say vaguely, "Pin Dao can only say that as long as it is a famous weapon of Chengde It’s possible, but whether it’s true or not can only be known by checking the truth.”

"I've checked the authenticity..." Mr. Qi frowned, and repeated it subconsciously, clutching the sheet with his palm, looking down at the child in Luo Qiubai's arms in the photo, without saying a word for a while.

*****

Because "Song of the Setting Sun" is so popular, many producers are very interested in finding Luo Qiubai to make a costume film.

Luo Qiubai found a script that was not bad and went on. Today is to go to the scene to try on the costume.

I remember that more than a year ago, he was drenched in the rain for a day in order to apply for a small male number two, but he was snatched away by someone with a backer. At that time, he thought that he probably had no "nobility" in his life , so I can't play the second prince who is well-known in Beijing.

As a result, the geomantic omen has changed, and the role he wants to play this time happens to be the second prince.

This is a court drama. He plays the role of the villain number two, who specializes in intrigue with the crown prince's number one male, from the throne to women, he is a man with a smile on his face, suave, but ruthless behind his back.

Because of the role setting, his costumes are very gorgeous, and the most luxurious set of indigo robes embroidered with five-clawed dragons, paired with a silver sword, is very eye-catching.

It's a pity that although the outfit is eye-catching, it is really a pain to wear.

Because it was an ancient costume, Luo Qiubai had to wear a heavy hair cover, and let the make-up artist hoop his hair up, causing his scalp to hurt.

The makeup artist was a woman in her thirties, Luo Qiubai hurriedly begged for mercy, "Sister, I'm almost bald by you, you can't be so excited just because I'm handsome."

One sentence made the make-up artist laugh, "Fuck you, you'll only know that you are talkative. If I didn't take so much trouble to pick it up for you, how could you be so handsome?"

As she spoke, she conveniently stuffed the broken hair on the back of Luo Qiubai's head into the wig, only to suddenly find that there seemed to be a red mark under Luo Qiubai's neckline, which looked a little weird.

She couldn't help gossiping and took a sneak peek inside, at this moment a pair of hands stopped him suddenly, "Beauty, the director over there is calling you."

The makeup artist ran away as soon as he heard this, and when Luo Qiubai looked up and found Zheng Huaijiang, before he could speak, he gave him a hard look, and said in a low voice, "Can you restrain yourself a bit? Those scandals have been separated, and now you want to get involved again?"

"Ah...?" Luo Qiubai froze for a moment, unable to understand what was going on.

Zheng Huaijiang rolled his eyes, glanced at his neck, and said two words "hickey" with his lips.

Luo Qiubai touched his neck subconsciously, and then thought that this mark was caused by Qi Feng being pressed in the car that day in the wilderness. It has been a few days, and there is no sign of it fading. Know if that guy is a dog.

He coughed quickly in embarrassment, and pulled the collar up, "A momentary mistake...a momentary mistake..."

Zheng Huaijiang rolled his eyes, and said in a low voice, "Look at you, you look like a bird with kidney deficiency who was tossed by Qi Feng. If it wasn't because your contract with Xinghui hadn't expired, I wouldn't bother to talk to you."

Luo Qiubai couldn't get up at all, he couldn't laugh or cry, "Mr. Zheng, you came to the set today to run me down?"

Zheng Huaijiang snorted, and handed over a few scripts, "A lot of producers came to you before, but there were too many bad movies, so I pushed them for you. It's a waste of popularity to make such old-fashioned stuff. , you can’t concentrate on choosing a few good films. I picked out these scripts for you, and you can see which one you like first.”

Luo Qiubai nodded, took a look at it casually, and suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar name, "Han Zhao?"

A genius in the entertainment industry, a ghostly director who just popped up in the past two years. Although he has won many awards internationally, it is said that this person has a very strange temper. He seldom contacted actors and few people had seen him. It's really amazing that this person can come to your door.

Zheng Huaijiang raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Yes, it's Han Zhao."

"Why would he think of looking for me? I don't know him, and we have no relationship at all." Luo Qiubai looked puzzled.

Zheng Huaijiang didn't answer, but just said with a smile, "You should read his script before thinking about other issues."

Luo Qiubai pulled out the script and was about to open it when the phone rang suddenly.

When he answered the phone, Aunt Zhang's eager voice came from the other end of the phone, "Mr. Luo, where are you now? Are you busy?"

When Luo Qiubai heard that she was so anxious, he sat up quickly and said, "I'm not busy, please speak slowly, is there something wrong at home?"

"Tuantuan suddenly developed a fever. The young master has a meeting in a neighboring province, and he won't be back in a while. I don't dare to call a family doctor without you and the young master. If you are not busy, come back."

Luo Qiubai didn't dare to delay any longer when he heard this, he hung up the phone and asked for leave with the crew, got up and went out.

Zheng Huaijiang saw that his face was not good, and after asking what happened, he offered to send him back.

The little guy has been very healthy since he was born and has never been sick. This time, it may be due to the change of seasons. The little guy started sneezing after taking a bath, and developed a fever shortly thereafter.

By the time Luo Qiubai rushed home, the little guy's face was flushed with fever, long slugs were still hanging from his nostrils, his eyes were watery and red, and when he saw his father coming, he began to drop gold in annoyance. beans.Luo Qiubai has always regarded the little guy as his darling, so he couldn't resist his son's expression, hugged him in his arms, and gently coaxed him, "Don't cry, Daddy will touch it for you, and it won't hurt after a while. "

"...Woo..." The little guy let out a sound, buried his little face in his father's arms, grabbed Luo Qiubai and would not let go, his sticky appearance seemed to be going away as soon as he left his father.

"I'm sorry...Mr. Luo, it's all my fault that I didn't clean Tuantuan's hair and let him sleep. I'm really sorry..."

Aunt Zhang couldn't stop apologizing, Luo Qiubai also knew that it was normal for the child to have a headache, and it was him, the father, who didn't protect him all the time, so he couldn't blame others.

"Aunt Zhang, don't be like this, you have already done your best, and I was too busy and neglected Tuantuan."

He comforted the old man with a few words, and hung up the phone to Qi Feng. When Qi Feng heard that Tuantuan was sick, he asked for leave and rushed back.

Luo Qiubai fed some medicine to Tuantuan and coaxed him to sleep, but not only did the fever not subside, but it got worse.

Tuantuan felt uncomfortable, and was not as happy as before, leaning against his father's arms with his head drooping, his whole body was hot like a small hot pot, and Fengfeng next to him kept circling around him, yelling "meow meow meow".

Luo Qiubai looked distressed, and invited the doctor to come home, but the doctor said that such a young child had a fever and he could not move around casually, and suggested sending him to the hospital directly.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

Tuantuan sniffed his nose, let out a weak breath, Luo Qiubai kissed his forehead, and it turned out that his lips were so hot that he seemed to be scalded.

At this time, he didn't dare to delay any longer, and asked Zheng Huaijiang to help him take him to the nearest hospital.

"You are carrying a child to the hospital, because you are afraid that you will not be the headline tomorrow, right?" Zheng Huaijiang stopped the car and couldn't help but say, "Give me the child, drive my car back, and I will take your son to the doctor. "

"It's the first time he's been ill, and he doesn't even have a relative around him, how can he do it?"

Luo Qiubai looked down at the little guy who was holding on to his clothes tightly, and hugged him a little tighter, he couldn't ignore his son just because of himself.

So what if he was caught by the reporter, what shame is there for his own son?

Thinking of this, Luo Qiubai became more determined to go to the hospital. He tightened the scarf and mask on his face, lowered his hat, and got out of the car with his son in his arms.

There were very few people in the hospital at night. After Zheng Huaijiang helped to register and opened a separate ward, he suddenly received a call from Xinghui Company and had to leave early.

The little guy's illness is actually not serious, just a common cold, which can be cured with a bottle of water, but because he has never had a high fever, and he is too young, it seems very serious.

After hearing the doctor's words, Luo Qiubai's heart was finally relieved.

Lying on the hospital bed and stroking the sleeping little head, the little guy's temperature has dropped, and he is sleeping soundly under the quilt at the moment.

At this time, Qi Feng's phone call came in, "How is Tuantuan?"

Hearing the sound, he was still on his way back.

Luo Qiu breathed a sigh of relief, stretched his waist and said, "A little cold, it's nothing serious, the fever is gone now, if you're busy, don't rush back."

Qi Feng didn't speak, but seemed to curse secretly, as if he was cursing himself for not being around.

Luo Qiubai smiled, "The little guy is sleeping now, do you want to hear the little snoring?"

Qi Feng didn't speak again, and it took a long time before he could say, "Don't wake him up."

Luo Qiubai raised the corners of his mouth, and put the receiver to Tuantuan's mouth, the little guy's light breathing sound passed along the receiver, and the smile on the corner of Qi Feng's mouth, who was sitting in the car on the other side of the phone, couldn't be suppressed at all.

"Having such a high fever and sleeping so soundly, what an idiot."

"You might be stupider than him when you have a fever." Luo Qiubai complained, Qi Feng was silent, and it took a long time before he spoke slowly, "I'll be there in a few hours, wait for me."

Then before Luo Qiubai could speak, he said in a deep voice, "I miss you and my son very much."

After finishing speaking, he seemed to realize that he had said such nasty and disgusting words, before Luo Qiubai could open his mouth, he blushed and hung up the phone, causing Luo Qiubai to be stunned for a long time before he burst out laughing.

In the middle of the night, Tuantuan's fever finally subsided, and the little guy finally became conscious, and then began to be dishonest, waving his little paw, as if he wanted to drink milk powder.

Luo Qiubai wrapped him in his thick coat and hugged the little guy like a pile of cotton before he dared to carry him outside.

In the quiet night, Luo Qiubai buried half of his face in his scarf and stood beside the hospital to take a taxi.

"Oh..." The little guy buried his head into Luo Qiubai's chest in fear of the cold, and arched his head to tuck it into the scarf around his father's neck.

"You little bastard just happens to be dishonest, close your eyes and sleep, don't mess around." Luo Qiubai smiled and patted his son's little butt.

At this time, a bright light swept across in the distance, and a car was coming, Luo Qiubai raised his hand to cover his eyes, and when he was trying to see if it was a taxi, the car had already driven in front of him.

This is a black car, the glass is also black, and you can't peep inside. Luo Qiubai felt strange, and took a step back with his son in his arms. At this time, the door opened, and a person got out, and opened the rear door Made a gesture of please.

Under Luo Qiu's white sunglasses, his pupils shrank violently, and then a helpless and mocking smile emerged from the corner of his mouth.

Tuantuan in his arms seemed to feel his father's emotions, and he poked out half of his head in a daze, and met a pair of cloudy and old eyes, which made him open his eyes wide in fright and yelled out "uah".

"Master Qi, long time no see." Luo Qiubai opened his mouth first, with a neither humble nor overbearing attitude.

The old man glanced at him, and finally set his eyes on Tuantuan, coughed and said, "Luo Qiubai, is it convenient for you to talk to me?"