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"Will you play two films at the same time?" Zhao Kaile asked the question he was most worried about: "Both films have a lot of lines."

Zhan Hang said: "It doesn't matter, the words of the two supporting roles... Anyway, I still have to memorize them when I go to the scene. Now they are all dubbed dramas, and no one cares about my lines."

Zhao Kaile looked at him silently, knowing that although he was tough on the outside, he would still feel very frustrated in his heart, so he comforted him: "Brother Hang, it doesn't matter if you play a supporting role, isn't Uncle D just playing a supporting role all his life? But everyone likes him very much , if these roles were not played by him, they would definitely not have that flavor."

Zhanhang was expressionless, and just about to say something, Zhao Kaile hurriedly said: "I know, I know, I don't understand anything, but I just think you can act well in any role. If you keep working hard, you will definitely be praised. Everyone has seen it! Your basic skills are real, right? Those small flowers and grasses that rely on editing and marketing to live are all false prosperity at first glance! One day your hard work will pay off!"

If Zhanhang hadn't been in the entertainment circle for so many years, he would have been directly moved by the young and enthusiastic speech before him.

Zhanhang couldn't help covering his face with his hands and laughing.

Zhao Kaile was a little depressed, sitting there watching him with a puzzled expression on his face.

Zhanhang said: "Your talk is funny."

Zhao Kaile: "...I'm serious!"

"I know." Zhanhang stood up, and brushed his hair carelessly as he passed by, "I'd like to thank you." Then he went upstairs slowly, humming a song.

Zhao Kaile sat there with her disheveled hair, her expression even more bewildered.

The next day, both of them slept until late, and Zhanhang went to see a psychiatrist as usual.

Zhao Kaile originally thought that he had some serious mental illness, but the answer he got was that he was treating insomnia.

Zhanhang raised his hand to put on his coat, lifted his chin slightly to look at himself in the mirror, and said to Zhao Kaile: "You don't have to follow, Xiao Li can just accompany me, you can play at home."

Zhao Kaile said: "How can that be done!"

"Why not? It's not like you were really asked to play at home!" Zhan Hang asked with a straight face, "How much did you write today?"

Zhao Kaile whimpered: "...I, I'd better go with you, Brother Hang."

Ever since his real identity on the Internet was pulled out by Zhanhang, he couldn't find the joy of writing more and more.

Zhanhang sternly rejected him, supervised him to turn on the computer, and then went out by himself fully armed.Zhao Kaile watched him leave with a pitiful expression, then slammed the notebook shut, and went into the cat room to play with KIKI and TITI.

KIKI quickly became familiar with his smell again, while TITI still felt that he was a little strange, and still kept away from him.

Zhao Kaile was taking a video of the two of them with his mobile phone, when an unfamiliar number called, he answered hesitantly, and the familiar voice on the other end of the phone said, "Hello? Brother."

"..." Zhao Kaile was stunned for a while, before realizing: "Zhao Kaiming??"

Zhao Kaiming laughed: "It's me, no matter how old or young, where are you? Are you still in school?"

Zhao Kaile was angry and excited, trying to restrain his emotions and said, "I graduated a long time ago, okay? You really are... why did you go? Why didn't you come back for so long?"

Zhao Kaiming said: "It's a long story, let me go to you first, send me a location, and add this mobile phone number."

Zhao Kaile quickly wiped his eyes, lowered his head and flicked his phone: "Understood! You won't be talking and disappearing again!"

"This kid, how do you talk..." Zhao Kaiming couldn't laugh or cry: "No!"

Cross Street, a certain apartment.

A long-haired lady in her 40s got up and opened the curtains to let in the afternoon sun.The room is filled with warm-colored decorations and household items, and dust is flying in the sunlight.

She came over with another glass of water, and with a smile, she asked the guest gently: "How is it? How are you doing recently?"

"It's much better than before." Zhanhang took the water glass she brought and said politely, "Thank you, Teacher Jiang."

Jiang Wenjing asked: "Has there been any major changes around you?"

"It's still the same, running around and filming." Zhan Hang said, "I have an assistant who is okay."

Jiang Wenjing laughed: "Your previous assistants were always changed or replaced very frequently. It sounds like you are very satisfied with this one."

"Yeah." Facing her, Zhanhang seemed to shed a layer of shell, and became a lot more honest: "When he first came, I thought he wouldn't be able to hold on for so long, so I was a little surprised."

Jiang Wenjing nodded: "So, your recent improvement in sleep quality has something to do with him, right?"

Zhanhang said, "I don't know."

"I think so." Jiang Wenjing said with a smile: "After all, he is the only variable."

Zhanhang asked: "Why?"

Jiang Wenjing looked at him for a while, as if trying to read some emotion from his eyes.

Zhan Hang added: "He did think of a lot of solutions for my insomnia, but none of them had any significant effect. During this period of time, it somehow got better."

"The primary factor that causes your insomnia is a lack of security." Jiang Wenjing said: "The source of this sense of security can only be family members, relatives, friends, lovers, etc., similar to this kind of intimate relationship." She also said He scratched the paper twice with a pen: "For example, no matter how comfortable and soft a new bed is, and no matter how quiet the environment is, you will have trouble falling asleep because you are not used to it, but if at this time, your parents are washing clothes next to you, No matter how noisy you are, you can sleep peacefully because you know that you are in the safest place in the world.”

Zhanhang was speechless for a moment, then nodded: "That's right."

"So." Jiang Wenjing shrugged and smiled at him: "This shows that you trust your current assistant very much now, because you know that he will not leave at any time, and will not leave at any time. Whether you are Wherever you call, he will respond to you, and this is the source of your current sense of security." She thought for a while, and continued: "The unsatisfactory relationship between your parents once brought you a crisis of trust in intimate relationships. , you are always worried that others will betray you, but now you don't worry about him at all, do you?"

Zhanhang was completely silent, and a certain belief in his heart was gradually shaken.

He has always thought that Zhao Kaile is stupid, and when he meets someone he has never heard of or seen, he will ask himself in panic. He should be relying on him. Are you relying on him?

Jiang Wenjing asked with interest: "Is he your fan?"

Zhanhang's Adam's apple moved slightly, and he said uncertainly: "He didn't know me before he entered the industry, and now...I don't know either."

"I think it should be." Jiang Wenjing joked again: "Otherwise with your temper, without idol aura and filters, how could he endure it for so long."

Zhanhang: "......"

He couldn't believe it: "Is my temper so bad?"

Jiang Wenjing showed an expression of "what do you think?"

Zhanhang supported his forehead: "Yes...I know, I couldn't hold back once and almost fought with him."

"It's okay. With the improvement of sleep quality, your anger should be a little bit less than before." Jiang Wenjing made a little gesture, and then said with a smile: "But you still need to control it yourself."

"Yeah." Zhan Hang exhaled, and said in a deep voice, "I'll work hard."

On the other side, Qingshui Park.

Zhao Kaile sat on the bench for a while, and finally waited for that familiar figure to walk in slowly from the door.

Immediately, he couldn't sit still, and quickly got up and rushed towards the door.

Zhao Kaiming looked left and right, and was about to lower his head and take out his phone to ask for the exact location, when he saw a group of figures galloping towards him, suddenly plunged into his arms and gave him a headbutt, almost knocking him to vomit blood.Then the man hugged himself hard, with incredible strength.

"Brother?" He lowered his head and asked in doubt, before he could figure out what was going on, Zhao Kaile pushed him away with extreme force, staggered a few steps, and almost fell over.

"???" Zhao Kaiming came to his senses, and just about to scold him, when he raised his eyes, he saw Zhao Kaile's face was full of tears, sucking his nose, his eyes were red, he was frightened for a moment, and couldn't say a single serious word.

Panting for breath, Zhao Kaile couldn't help shaking, and said angrily, "You still know how to come back...why didn't you die outside!"

"Hey!" Zhao Kaiming was full of guilt, and hurriedly said, "Brother is wrong......"

"I don't reply text messages, phone calls don't answer, is it difficult to connect to the Internet?" Zhao Kaile scolded him bloody: "Do you live in the mountains without a signal?? Don't tell me you can't even pay the phone bill Already!"

"Oh, it's okay, brother is wrong." Zhao Kaiming hurriedly hugged him into his arms, and comforted him by touching the back of his head: "It's really wrong! Like this, you beat brother twice to vent your anger, okay?"

Zhao Kaile raised her head and cried loudly: "There is something wrong with you!! What if you really die outside!!"

People passing by all looked sideways, looked at the two suspiciously, and then walked away whispering.

Zhao Kaiming: "..."

After a few minutes, Zhao Kaile finally calmed down, Zhao Kaiming dragged him to sit on the bench, lifted the corner of his clothes and wiped his tears and nose.

Zhao Kaile dodged in disgust, but Zhao Kaiming's hands were much stronger than him, and he forced a few random brushes on his face before he said with a smile: "Didn't my brother make a name for himself all the time, so he just wanted to do some business. Just right A friend came to tell me about opening a joint store, and the 50 yuan was proposed to be used for business, but no one thought of it, it was a liar."

Zhao Kaile was still trembling a little, and asked in a nasal voice: "And then."

Zhao Kaiming said: "Brother called the police at that time, and chased him all the way, ho...you know where the scammers are, in M ​​North."

Zhao Kaile listened quietly to his ramblings, and felt that the long-lost worries could finally be let go safely, which was really great.