On the third day of the holiday, Lin Ke was wearing a colorful cotton-padded jacket, unkempt, with a volume of script under his arm, wandering around the living room, reading aloud.

"You trash!" Lin Ke turned around, pointed at the trash can on the ground and shouted, "My eldest sister risked her life to save you! Are you worthy of her if you die of drunkenness!"

Lin Zhen was startled, the plate on his lap shook, and the melon seeds and peanuts scattered all over the floor: "...the child's mother!"

"Are you worthy of her mother when you're so drunk!" Lin Ke yelled, and frowned after shouting, feeling that something was wrong, "Her mother?"

Lin Zhen: "..."

"Come on! Drunk shrimp! Buddha jumps over the wall! Braised pork ribs and crispy pork!" Song Wenxia came out of the kitchen, "Old Lin! Serve the dishes!"

Lin Zhen said speechlessly, "I peeled two melon seeds as soon as I sat down!"

After Song Wenxia finished arranging the dishes, she turned to look at the kitchen and said, "Chef Lin, is your dish still missing a topping?"

Lin Zhen had no choice but to stand up, cursed and went to the kitchen, "I go to work during the day, and I have to wait on your mother and daughter after get off work..."

Lin Ke laughed loudly, sat down on the sofa, and continued to read the lines.

"Coco, it's time to eat." Song Wenxia said.

Song Wenxia babbled non-stop: "Ke Ke, let me tell you, during the time you've been away, your father cooked for your mother very perfunctorily, and you can finally have a good meal. You also need to find someone who can cook in the future."

"The phone is ringing, answer the call." Lin Ke pulled out the phone from the sofa, "Lulu?"

Song Wenxia said helplessly: "I'm talking to you, did you hear me?"

"I'm looking for someone to eat!" Lin Ke hung up the phone, put his hands on his chest, and turned around, bumping his head against the wall.

Song Wenxia was dumbfounded: "The child's father, the child is stupid!"

"Ah!!!!" Lin Ke threw away the script, stomped his feet frantically, and shouted, "Mom! My movie is finalized!"

Song Wenxia was taken aback, "Really?!"

"Really!" Lin Ke laughed loudly, "Are you worthy of her when you're drunk? It's set! It's set!"

Song Wenxia happily asked: "Is the premiere scheduled for that day?"

Lin Zhen rushed out holding a spatula, "The file is set?!"

Lin Ke threw away his slippers, jumped onto the sofa, and jumped hard twice, "Really! It's scheduled for next month, the 29th! Hahahahahaha!"

"Great!" Lin Zhen, a 1.9-meter-high 50-year-old middle-aged alpha, stood at the door of the kitchen with a pink apron tied on his face, excitedly blushing and holding a spatula and shouted.

Lin Ke: "Ah!!! I'm going to be popular!"

Song Wenxia: "My daughter is going to be successful!"

Lin Zhen poured cold water on him: "Come on, one movie will become popular? Who is so and so in our community? Isn't it more popular than you?"

Lin Ke's face was flushed with excitement, and pheromones burst out.

Song Wenxia picked up a bottle of barrier agent and sprayed it on her, "When will you get rid of this problem? How old are you, and you still can't hold the smell like a puppy peeing!"

Lin Ke twisted around, grabbed the phone and tapped it, and asked without raising his head, "Which one do you think is more popular than me?"

Song Wenxia thought about it and said, "Your father said Zou Qi."

Lin Zhen came out with the last dish, took off his apron and said, "Okay, let's eat."

Song Wenxia put the bowls and chopsticks: "At the New Year's Eve, Zou Qi came back and organized a classmate reunion. It was a big event. It was still held in your father's hotel. There were several tables full of people. Your classmates invited them and opened a few bottles. Good wine."

Lin Ke snorted, and rubbed the phone screen with his fingertips, "Well, Mom, I'll go back to my room."

Song Wenxia: "I went back to my room again. It's been two days since I came back, and I've been nestling in my room every day."

Lin Ke chuckled, turned around and entered the room, and slapped the door shut.

Lin Ke clutched the phone tightly, her palms were numb from the shock, she picked up the phone, covered the receiver and let out a soft feed.

Lin Bingran followed Lin Ke and lowered the volume: "Huh? What are you doing sneaking around?"

Lin Ke scratched the wall: "No~"

"The movie is set."

"It's set."

The two said in unison.

Lin Ke fell on the bed: "Then, shall we watch that together?"

Lin Bingran laughed: "The premiere is late, what should I do?"

Lin Ke groaned, slid off the side of the bed, sat cross-legged on the carpet, and kicked a piece of cardboard box exposed under the bed, "I'll watch it with you when you come back. Is the filming going well?"

Lin Bingran: "It's okay."

Lin Ke dragged out the cardboard box. The seal was stuck on the cardboard box, and the handwriting was blurred.

"Why aren't you talking?" Lin Bingran asked hoarsely.

Lin Ke: "Well, I found some old things."

There was a knock on the door, and Song Wenxia stood outside the door and asked, "Who are you chatting with? Have you eaten?"

Lin Ke hurriedly turned off the loudspeaker and said, "No one!"

Lin Bingran said with a smile in his tone, "Then I'll hang up first?"

Lin Ke pursed his lips, and couldn't help laughing at the end, "We've only been chatting for a long time, and I finally have time to say a few words."

Lin Bingran snorted softly, and Lin Ke pressed his mobile phone to ask. , "Humph what?"

"Did you miss me?" Lin Bingran asked.

Song Wenxia unscrewed the door, and at a glance, she saw Lin Ke kneeling on the carpet in the room and making a phone call with a swaying face, and two cardboard boxes in front of him.

"Who does Keke call?" Song Wenxia asked.

Lin Ke: "No one, no one."

Song Wenxia looked at her suspiciously: "You have piled up these two boxes for several years. Your father almost threw them away when you had to pack them up the day before yesterday. What did you put in?"

Lin Ke hesitated: "Me, my classmate in junior high school."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Bingran put down the phone and rubbed his temples, "How long is the next scene?"

Guo Rongrong sneezed, "There is still a while, you sleep, I will help you post everything on the promotional Weibo."

Lin Bingran frowned and thought deeply, "Let me read the script."

Guo Rongrong handed the script to Lin Bingran and said, "Sister, this play is too hard..."

Lin Bingran smiled and said nothing.

Guo Rongrong pursed her lips, looked up at the tall trees deep into the clouds, and began to miss the life in the metropolis.

"What is this?" Link asked.

Lu Tu raised his head and glanced at the project with the red cover that he had just picked up at his hand: "A project for a romantic drama, probably means to find two couples and some single alphas and omegas to record shows in the past. You want to go to variety shows ?”

Lin Ke rubbed the tip of his nose: "...no more."

Lu Tu shrugged, "Lian Zong, Lin Yinghou never participates in variety shows, and you can't go alone. Don't worry, I've already pushed you. The project has not been dealt with yet."

In the second bedroom, Lin Ke and Lu Tu had a computer-connected video meeting. The movie was about to be released. Lin Ke was in charge of some promotional activities and needed to return to City A in advance.

Lu Tu: "Checked the itinerary with the crew's publicity, and the itinerary is basically set, so I'll pick you up tomorrow."

"What did Guo Rongrong say?" Lin Ke asked.

Lu Tu: "Lin Yinghou is not free to come over, and Wang Bingbing, the other leading actors, can't come either."

Lin Ke: "Then Teacher Shen and I will meet directly in City A?"

Lu Tu nodded, "In the next three weeks, there will be a lot of things to do in roadshows and publicity. You have to be mentally prepared."

The road was disconnected, and Lin Ke stared blankly for a while with his face propped up. The moon shone brightly in the night, and the stars were dotted sporadically. The wind poured in from the window, making Lin Ke shiver from the cold.

The phone rang, Lin Ke grabbed it and saw that it was a message from an unfamiliar number.

【You went home? 】

Lin Ke frowned, and blocked the number casually.

Lin Ke closed the window, gathered his clothes tightly and returned to the bed. The half-opened cardboard boxes were still scattered on the spot.

Lin Ke sat down cross-legged again, turned off the floor lamp by the bedside, and opened the cardboard box.

Inside the box were neatly stacked posters and photos, two full boxes, hidden under Lin Ke's bed.

Lin Ke blew off the dust outside the box, and took out one of the photo albums.

The edges of the photo have turned yellow slightly, the omega's eyes are slightly curved, the dimple around the mouth is still faintly visible, and the face is still a little childish.

The corners of Lin Ke's lips twitched slightly, and she flipped through the entire photo album unconsciously. She closed the photo album and wrote 2009 on the back of the photo album.

Lin Ke took out the second photo album, the cover was wrapped in white tape, and 2010 was scribbled on with a black pen.

Turned out another one, the cover said 2011.Lin Bingran made his debut in 11, and it has been almost 2011 years now. Lin Ke put his palm on the photo album, flipping through the [-] book tremblingly. In the photo album, there are all photos that have been torn up and pasted together again, some of them are so broken that they cannot be put together. When it was ready, she traced it with a pencil and re-smeared it, and now those marks have long been blurred.

From 09 to Lin Chenfengke's debut, Lin Ke has made a photo album for Lin Bingran every year.

Lin Ke smiled and turned to the last page of the 11-year album.

She awkwardly wrote a line of words on the last page, and through the handwriting that was so hard that it penetrated the paper, she seemed to see her own stubbornness back then.

Whether it's self-consolation or nostalgia for the past, Lin Ke whispered: "Fortunately, fortunately."

Lin Ke looked through all the photos. In 12 and 13, Lin Bingran had almost no filming. There were only a few thin photos in the album. Lin Ke stared at it for a moment, as if his heart was tightly squeezed by a hand.

She felt distressed, those were the deepest and most difficult two years for Lin Bingran to escape.

After flipping through all the photos without knowing it, Lin Ke grabbed his phone and checked the time. It was not yet ten o'clock.

The pedestrian street that separated the two streets was still bustling like daytime. Lin Ke changed his clothes, closed the door gently, and sneaked out of the community wearing a mask and hat.

There is a 24-hour convenience store next to the community. Lin Ke tightened his coat and paused for a moment as he stared at the few people standing outside the convenience store who were drinking beer and eating light meals.

"Wen'er! Didn't you say that Lin Ke is back? Did you see him?" one of them asked.

Lin Ke covered his mask and walked quickly into the convenience store.

The waiter enthusiastically said: "Welcome, may I help you—"

Lin Ke whispered, "Print a few photos."

"Okay, then you scan the QR code and send me the photo."

Lin Ke lowered his head and clicked into the photo album.

Outside the door, several male alphas were still talking loudly.

"Lin Ke has really become a star, what does he look like now?" Someone sighed.

Li Wen said impatiently: "There are so many photos on the Internet, don't you know how to search?"

Another person said: "Hey! Who would have thought that the one we bullied... huh? Turned out to be a star."

Li Wen frowned: "Don't talk nonsense, it's over."

"Didn't Zou Qi also become a star? During the Chinese New Year, he said he asked Lin Ke to come to the party, but he didn't even answer the phone. Is Lin Ke more popular than Brother Qi Zi now?"

"Can you not be popular? Talk to Lin Bingran, isn't this thigh thick enough?"

"But to be honest, are these two people real or fake? Zou Qike said that the two are in a fake relationship, purely hyped."

Li Wen shook his head: "I don't know, let's stop here today, I have to go back and read."

"Hey, Wen'er! If you want me to tell you, stop competing with that stock and go to work with peace of mind."

Li Wendao: "Don't worry about it, I will return the money to you sooner or later."

"Okay," the friend shrugged, and they looked at each other, and one of them said, "Well, if you can see Lin Ke, please send us a message."

"That would be because we are ignorant... If you encounter it, please help us say sorry."

Li Wen nodded, stepped on his bicycle and left.

Lin Ke lowered his peaked cap, and put a bag of Longjing green tea on the cashier counter. She called up payment and asked the waiter in a low voice, "How much is it?"

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