Actor, your child is lost

Les heard Chu Cheng's refusal and replied, "Don't be polite to me."

As he spoke, he took off the medical gloves, prepared everything, and walked behind Chu Cheng.Just when he picked up the medical scissors and was about to cut Chu Cheng's clothes, Chu Cheng suddenly said: "The clothes are no longer needed, just help me sew up the wound."

Les couldn't help chuckling, with a relaxed tone: "It's not the first time I've watched it."

Chu Cheng was silent for a while, then put down his hands and let Les help him cut his clothes, not because he thought what he said made sense, but because he didn't want to hear him say some ambiguous words again.

The room was very quiet, and the sound of scissors tearing through the fabric could be heard clearly. The smooth skin and strong muscles came into view, but the wound on the left shoulder and the bright red blood were shocking.

Les used a cotton ball dipped in medicine to help him clean the wound, being careful and as gentle as possible with each stroke.

After sterilizing the wound, Les put some anesthetic on him, and then he was about to start stitching. Although the anesthetic can relieve the pain, he can still clearly feel the touch of the needle and thread passing through the flesh.

Les's movements were not fast, but much slower than before, and the expression on his face was no longer the usual gentle smile, but more serious.

Although the wound is not big, but if you want to leave no traces, the suture method is also very important.

There was a subtle atmosphere in the air, and Chu Cheng didn't know whether it was because of the hot weather or because it was too quiet, which made him feel inexplicably anxious. The sewing time was not very long, but it made people feel like he wanted to hurry up. past.

Les cut off the beauty thread, and then helped him wrap the gauze. Because the wound was on the shoulder, when helping Chu wrap the gauze, the two of them would inevitably get a little close, and their fingers would touch Chu from time to time. The rough skin made him feel even more anxious.

Suddenly, a strand of long hair fell down and landed on Chu Cheng's chest, as if it burned his skin in an instant and ambiguous the air.

The feeling of touching Les's long hair flashed through my mind again and again.

"Okay." After Les bandaged him up, Yi Chengze just came back.

I saw him walking in with a pair of unpacked handmade scissors in his hand: "There are none at the front desk, but I bought one back."

But as soon as he finished speaking, he saw Chu Cheng's upper body was naked, gauze was wrapped around his shoulders, and the black T-shirt was already lying on the ground.

Yi Chengze:?

Les turned his head and glanced at him: "Sorry, I didn't notice the medical scissors in the bag."

Les said this with a smile, but Yi Chengze always felt that...

Why is he not convinced?

Les didn't say much, stood up, packed his things and said, "Don't touch the wound with water, and come back sooner or later to change the medicine."

"Okay." Yi Chengze responded, but Chu Cheng suddenly walked to the TV cabinet, took out 500 yuan from his wallet and put it in front of Les.

Les looked up at him, but heard him say, "Medical expenses."

Yi Chengze raised his eyebrows.

Well, it's impossible for these two to be together without smelling of fire/powder.

Thinking that the atmosphere was about to become awkward, Yi Chengze was about to speak to save President Le's face when he heard Les say with a smile, "My outpatient fee is more than five hundred."

Chu Cheng took out another five hundred from his wallet, a total of one thousand. Seeing that Le Si hadn't received the money in his hand, he thought that he thought it was too little, and said, "If Le always feels that it is not enough..."

Before he finished speaking, Les suddenly took out his mobile phone: "There is also a market price for medical expenses, enough is enough, but I don't use cash."

A trace of hesitation flashed in Chu Cheng's eyes. He didn't want to remit money to Les by mobile phone, because it would be equivalent to leaving contact information for each other.

Les saw what he was thinking and said with a smile: "Actually, Actor Chu doesn't need to be so alien to me. If you really want to thank me, take the time to do me a favor and have a meal with me..."

Chu Cheng frowned slightly, immediately put the money back into his wallet, took out his mobile phone and transferred the money to Leth's account.

The whole process is done in one go, enter the account number, fill in the amount, pay the password, and it will be done in less than 1 minute.

After Les left, Yi Chengze thought about it and followed him out. Before leaving, he said to Chu Cheng: "By the way, Director Wang said that the filming will be done in three days. You should heal the wound first."

Chu Cheng replied in a deep voice: "Got it."

Following the sound of a notification that the door was closed and locked, Chu Cheng glanced at the screen of the phone again, and there was a transfer account number on it, which was familiar beyond recognition, and it was exactly the same as the card number he bought for Les four years ago.

Since that day, this number has never appeared in his mobile phone again.

Recalling the scene of Les stitching him up just now, Chu Cheng touched the gauze wrapped around his left shoulder, and his anxiety surrounded him again, and his heart was full of boredom.He put down his cell phone, took out a cigarette from the case and lit it, and took a deep breath, as if he wanted to let out all the boredom in his heart along with the white smoke.

In the corridor of the hotel, Les was about to enter the elevator when he was stopped by Yi Chengze. When he turned his head, Yi Chengze casually put his hand on his shoulder: "Let's have a drink together?"

Les didn't answer him, looking at his hand casually on his left shoulder, his face was as gentle as ever, but there was a trace of displeasure in his eyes.

If you were someone else, you might just feel that although Les is gentle and gentleman, when getting along, there seems to be an inexplicable sense of alienation, which makes people afraid to get close.

However, Yi Chengze knew very well that he was angry, not just on the surface, but with a bit of killing intent.

This made Yi Chengze a little surprised. Logically speaking, Les shouldn't be so angry because Chu Cheng had to pay his medical expenses just now, or because someone else put his hand on him.

But he still raised his hand wisely, raised his eyebrows, and said seriously as if surrendering: "Sorry!"

Les looked away, stepped into the elevator, and Yi Chengze followed in, as if nothing had happened just now, and said: "Hey! Someone asked about you before the club! You really don't plan to come back? "

Les didn't answer, and Yi Chengze said again: "Anyway, I come here occasionally to play, so that I don't have to answer others for you, especially what's the name, that particularly difficult resident singer, every time I see you Ask why you didn't come."

In fact, this resident singer is the only one Yi Chengze remembers. After all, Les used to change his prey very frequently. This resident singer is the only one who stayed with Les for a long time.

However, Les saw Yi Chengze's purpose of diverting himself from the target.

He didn't speak, and the figures of the two people were printed on the elevator door. Yi Chengze looked at Les through the elevator door, knowing that Les's taste might have changed, so he put his hands in his pockets and said: "But recently Here comes a bartender, although his attributes are unknown, but..."

Before he finished speaking, Yi Chengze saw that Les was not moved by this "bait" and didn't even say anything, even the remaining tenderness just now was gone, so he raised his eyes and gave him a cold look.

Yi Chengze pursed his lips, and did not continue this topic.

The elevator reached the sixth floor, and as soon as Les stepped out, he heard Yi Chengze mutter behind him: "Tsk, why are you so angry?"

Why?If I have to say it, it's probably because...

His things were moved by others.

Les came outside Director Wang's room, put on the gentle gentleman's face again, raised his hand and knocked on the door, the door was quickly opened, the assistant director who opened the door smiled when he saw Les Said: "Mr. Le, why are you here? Come in quickly."

Les smiled politely and entered the room. In addition to the assistant director and Director Wang, there was a woman in a caramel-colored suit who was the screenwriter of their movie, surnamed Tang. The three seemed to be discussing the script.

Seeing this, Les said, "I didn't bother you, did I?"

"It's all right. It's just finished. Mr. Le is here. What's the matter?" Director Wang was the one who spoke, and the screenwriter Tang at the side moved over a plastic chair.

After sitting down, Les replied, "It's nothing, I just want to chat with Director Wang casually."

Screenwriter Tang was going to go back to his room to rest because he had finished chatting with director Wang about the script. After the assistant director put down the tea he had made, he also left with him.

Les and Director Wang were the only ones left in the room. The two chatted around the filming, and then Director Wang asked, "How is Chu Cheng's injury?"

Les took a sip of the tea in front of him and said with a smile, "Although I got stitches, it's not a big problem."

Director Wang nodded: "It's fine if it's not serious."

After all, Les is a doctor, and since he said it was not serious, it would be fine, but if it is delayed for a while, the next shooting time may be even more tense.

Les put down his teacup, and suddenly reached out to pick up the script on the table and flipped through it: "I heard that in this play, the supporting role that partnered with Chu Cheng is called Wen Zimo?"

"Yes, why did Mr. Le suddenly ask him?"

"It's nothing, I just feel that this person seems to have good acting skills." Les looked up.

However, Director Wang didn't nod, as if he didn't agree. He was silent for a moment, and then said, "Although Wen Zimo's acting skills are not bad, he tried his best to fight me for the lead role before, but compared to Chu Cheng The tension under the camera and the presentation of the characters are still a little off."

There was a thoughtful look in Les's eyes, and then he hooked his lips and agreed: "Chu Cheng's acting skills are indeed very good."

The two chatted for a few more words, Les' cell phone vibrated suddenly, and it was a message from Lin Shan.

[Mr. Le, I've checked, and no one has mixed in with the crew or the shooting location. 】

He simply replied that he knew, and said to Dao Wang, "It's getting late, so I won't bother you."

After leaving Director Wang's room, Les returned to the room and called Lin Shan again: "Go and check again, who was the paparazzi who took the photo of my quarrel with Chu Cheng?"

"Yes."

After hanging up the phone, the setting sun outside the window had dyed the sky with beautiful colors. Les looked at the beautiful scenery through the balcony for a while, and then turned his head to look at the side. There was a wall between him and Chu Cheng, and the corner of his mouth Raising a good-looking smile: "It's time for dinner."