Debt in the entertainment industry

Mother Wei led the two into the living room: "What is Huanhuan drinking?"

"Just drink water, thank you, auntie."

So Mother Wei poured water for Ji Zhehuan: "What kind of fruit does Huanhuan eat?" After speaking, she sat next to Ji Zhehuan to peel the fruit, and immediately saw Ji Zhehuan's hand.

"Ah! Child, did you hurt your hand?" Eyes full of distress.

Ji Zhehuan hid his hands behind his back in embarrassment, he was a little overwhelmed by Wei's mother's sudden and enthusiastic concern.

Wei's mother continued to babble: "Is it hurt from filming? My little Ting is the same. He comes back with injuries every now and then. Auntie will cut it for you. Just treat it as if you were at home, don't be polite."

"Thank you, auntie, I won't eat."

"Why are you so polite, kid? Young people should laugh more and talk more, and be more cheerful."

Ji Zhehuan didn't know how to answer, it was Wei Ting who helped him out.

"Mom, is my dad at home? I'll ask him to get something."

"It's in his precious study room, I don't know what to do in it all day." Wei's mother's complaints are not lacking in accommodating the couple's decades of relationship.

"He likes to write, so I'll go upstairs." Turning his head and teasing Ji Zhehuan, "Huanhuan, do you want to come?"

Ji Zhehuan got up, and the word "Huanhuan" was automatically filtered out of his ears.

When the two got closer, Ji Zhehuan asked in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "When are we leaving?"

Wei Ting stopped, although he liked Ji Zhehuan's use of "we" to describe him and him.

"You don't like my house?"

Ji Zhehuan didn't dislike it, but he tried his best to hide his emotions since he entered the door. He was very tired.

"Didn't you say you took something and went out."

Wei Ting said according to him: "Okay, I'll ask my dad to get the things and we'll leave."

"I won't go in, I'll wait for you outside."

Wei Ting didn't force him, went into the study, and soon came out with a set of words.

"Mom, I have something to do, let's go."

It was still early, Mother Wei had already marinated the meat for dinner in advance in the kitchen.

"Ah? Aren't you home for dinner?" Mother Wei asked aloud, unable to move her hand.

Ji Zhehuan didn't hear Wei Ting's answer, and turned to see him staring at him.

"... What do you see me doing?"

"Do you want to come back for dinner tonight?"

"Whatever you want, I won't come."

Wei Ting responded at the top of his voice, "Don't come back to eat!"

"Hey! You child, didn't you call in the morning to say that you want to eat the food made by your mother, why don't you eat it again?" Wei's mother loved her son eagerly, wiped her hands and came out of the kitchen, "Is it true that Mom's cooking is not delicious? ?”

Wei Ting turned his head to ask Ji Zhehuan for his opinion.

Three years ago...Ji Zhehuan came back from racing with his friends outside and lost. He was in a bad mood. His mother made a table full of sumptuous meals, and he entered the room without even looking at him. No matter how much she begged, he would not take a bite...

Nodding his head slightly, Wei Ting immediately said, "Okay, Mom, we'll be back when we finish our business. Huanhuan and I will be together."

Although Wei's mother was a little surprised by Wei Ting's attitude, her son's joy of going home for dinner soon faded away.

"Okay, go and come back quickly, can we have dinner at 7 o'clock?"

"Well, mom, let's go."

Wei Ting took his words to frame. Ji Zhehuan sat in Wei Ting's car and breathed a sigh of relief. He hadn't gotten along with people like this for a long time, and he was a little at a loss.

In a remote street, Wei Ting drove the car through a black gate, and behind it was a quadrangle surrounded by tile-roofed houses and an antique shop.It's a small shop, it's better to say it's the home of a calligraphy-loving character.

"Huanhuan, I really want to know what you're thinking when you're not talking?" Wei Ting said so hypocritically that he couldn't stand it, "I'm going to frame the words, let's go together?"

After getting out of the car, Ji Zhehuan couldn't help but take a deep breath when the garden was full of green plants, which made him feel as if he had traveled through time, and felt inexplicably familiar.

"Wei Ting, long time no see."

A vigorous old man, with a smile in his eyes, came forward in a gray robe.

"Uncle Li."

Wei Ting walked over with a smile and shook hands with the old man.

"Are you bringing friends?"

Wei Ting nodded and stepped aside, Ji Zhehuan also stepped forward to shake hands with the old man.

The old man didn't let go for a long time, looking at Ji Zhehuan's face, he seemed to be thinking about something.

"What's wrong with Uncle Li?" Wei Ting was also a little surprised.

"My child, is your surname Ji?"

Ji Zhehuan's heart skipped a beat, and he mobilized all his brain cells to search carefully. He didn't know this old man.

"Do you know?"

The old man looked again uncertainly, let go of Ji Zhehuan's hand, and shook his head.

"I probably misunderstood. Come on, someone gave me a good Longjing recently, come and taste it."

Turning around, he said to Ji Zhehuan: "My child, your hands and feet are cold, and your complexion is not very good. Is it anemia?"

"probably."

Ji Zhehuan dodged the eyes of the old man and Wei Ting.

I don't know what kind of tree roots the tea table is made of, but it is very charming, and the strong ink fragrance in the room smells very comfortable.

Wei Ting put the words on the coffee table, the old man brewed tea, poured it for the two, and unfolded the words Wei Ting brought.

"It looks like it was written by your father, do you like it very much?"

"kindness."

Ji Zhehuan also took a look.He didn't know the word reward, but these two words faintly moved him.

Whatever you want.

The unique fragrance of Shanghao Longjing wafted out, and Ji Zhehuan took a sip.Put down the glass.

"Uncle Li, Wei Ting, I'm leaving early."

"Let's go out and talk.

Unknown broad-leaved shrubs sway in the wind in the garden.

"Where are you going? I'll accompany you."

"I want to go alone."

"Where to go?"

Ji Zhehuan really couldn't protest with him through words, so he could only use the most effective method that he was good at - silence.

Wei Ting compromised under his silence.

"Okay, how long are you going? Don't forget that we're going home for dinner tonight."

Even Ji Zhehuan didn't know why he had to explain to Wei Ting, he should just ignore it.

"I'll come here to find you before 7 o'clock."

"Okay, you have to be careful, don't let reporters find out, and don't let people recognize you." Wei Ting took out his sunglasses to put on for him, and handed over the key.

"Go in my car."

Ji Zhehuan wanted to go to the hospital, and he had this idea since he met Wei Ting's mother.The moment he was drinking tea just now, he suddenly thought of this old man.

The old man did not admit the wrong person.

Although my father didn't like calligraphy and painting, but there was a study room at home, he bought some rare and famous calligraphy and painting, one of which was bought from the old man.

At that time, he seemed to have forgotten after not seeing him for so many years.

But the reminder from the old man just reminded him of it.

Standing at the door of the ward for a long time, he didn't go in until the nurse found him.Sitting down on the chair in the middle of the parent's hospital bed, holding the thin and dry hands of the two, he almost cried.

I didn't get a trace of response, but just holding it like this seemed to be satisfied.

Wei Ting turned back, he had a question that needed to be answered.

"Uncle Li, do you know my friend?"

The old man was not sure.

"He looks a lot like the wife of an early friend of mine, but we haven't seen each other for many years."

"Is your friend also surnamed Ji?"

"Yes, I saw that child back then. He was very naughty and cheerful. He looked... different from your friend."

Wei Ting nodded and stopped asking further questions.

Ji Zhehuan drove his car back to this place as promised.

Wei Ting put the framed words on the car.

"It's getting late, go back to eat."

Ji Zhehuan didn't want to go, but seeing Wei Ting's attitude, if he didn't go, he wouldn't go back either.He thought of Wei Ting's mother, such a kind woman, if she cooked a table full of joy, Wei Ting didn't go back to eat...she would definitely feel sad.

"Ah."

Received a satisfactory answer, Wei Ting was in a happy mood, and even whistled regardless of his image.

Wei's mother really cooked a table full of dishes. Ji Zhehuan met Wei Ting's other family members, his father and his younger brother.

"Wow, bro, is he your friend? Is he also a star? Why haven't I seen him?"

"It's impolite," Mother Wei said, "His name is Ji Zhehuan. If you're older than you, you should call him brother."

Wei Lin is very satisfied to have such a handsome brother again.

"Brother Ji, are you a star? What TV series have you filmed? You look so good-looking, even better than my brother."

Wei's father said: "Xiao Lin, don't eat or sleep, don't mind Xiao Ji, Xiao Lin is still young..."

"It's okay, Uncle." Ji Zhehuan replied, although he didn't smile, he didn't have a cold face either.

Wei Ting picked up the fish pieces, picked out the thorns carefully, and put them into Ji Zhehuan's bowl: "Xiaohuan, try my mother's fish, I really like it."

Ji Zhehuan has not commented on Wei Ting's arbitrarily changed name for him, but he is more willing to accept this than calling him Huanhuan, but...why would he pick a thorn before giving it to himself...except for his mother, there is no one else. Has anyone done this kind of thing?Mother Wei carefully prepared a spoon for Ji Zhehuan, and put the fish into her mouth, it tasted really good.

"Brother, you are biased! I want to eat fish too!" Wei Lin, who was still young, eased the atmosphere.

"If you want to eat by yourself, Xiao Huan's hand is not convenient, is it not convenient for yours?"

"mom!"

"Hey, Mom will pick the thorns for you." Wei's mother doted on her, picked up the fish picks and put the thorns into Wei Lin's bowl.

Ji Zhehuan looked at this scene, his heart seemed to be short of oxygen, and he grabbed it fiercely.

Finally, when dinner was over, Ji Zhehuan bid farewell.

"Is Huanhuan going back? It's so late, why don't you just stay at home." Mother Wei warmly invited her.

"No, thank you Auntie, I should go back."

"You child is too polite, young people should be more open-minded, Xiao Ting, you are sending joy."

Wei Ting led him into the yard.

"Where are you going?"

"go home."

"No, there must be reporters there now, you can't go back."

He has nowhere to go, no home!He can't decide anything!This is Ji Zhehuan's current situation, ridiculous and cruel.He didn't know how he sat down and had dinner with his happy family. He was an outsider, a... redundant, out of place.His self-control, his patience, has reached the limit.

"Wei Ting..."

Hearing Ji Zhehuan's voice, Wei Ting was a little downcast. I don't know what's wrong with him, he doesn't like to eat with his family?Inexplicably, he felt distressed, and softened his voice: "What's wrong?"

"At least...let me be alone for a while." Ji Zhehuan seemed to be begging.

Wei Ting couldn't refuse Ji Zhehuan like this, since everyone dispersed after dinner, Ji Zhehuan suddenly changed.It was the first time he saw Ji Zhehuan showing weakness... He desperately wanted to know the reason, but he couldn't do it.

"It's late now..."

"I'm not a child."

"That……"

"I'll contact you later."

Wei Ting got the guarantee and opened the door for someone: "How long do you need? Do you want a car?"

Ji Zhehuan shook his head, and left along the long road with the help of street lights.As he walked further and further away, the street lamps stretched his figure longer and longer...until he could no longer be seen.

The lights in the exquisite courtyard are dim, and thin streams of water are constantly pouring out of the fountain, and there are still unknown insect sounds, and the breeze blows, spreading the fragrance of flowers in the garden all over the sky.

Wei Ting opened the door and walked out.

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