Rong Lang of Rebirth

Rong Lang looked at the person bound by him speechlessly, the poor person must have something to hate, so he let go.

"Ye Chen, if you still have a little conscience, you should kneel in front of your brother's grave and repent, instead of biting people like a mad dog."

Rong Lang's voice resounded throughout the night, hitting Ye Chen's heart one after another, so that his soul was a little bit out of his body.

With a pale face, Ye Chen stood up tremblingly, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, spit out a mouthful, looked deeply at Rong Lang, turned around and walked down the mountain.

His back was a little staggering, as if he had been hit by a big blow.

Rong Lang stroked his forehead and smiled helplessly when he saw Chen Zi coming out from behind the pillar.

"Thank you for these two days."

"Just let him go?"

"Well, he's just holding on now, and he won't be able to stand the guilt in his heart before long, and I'm just digging out the truth that he dare not face."

"That's good, are you still tired?"

"I guess it will last for a while, maybe it will be fine after filming."

"Ah."

Chen Zi nodded. That person came to her that night and said those words. Although she knew that something was wrong when this person shook her hand that day, she never thought that such a thing really existed in this world.

Rong Lang sighed. After knowing that something was wrong with him, he began to doubt the people in the company. After all, outsiders couldn't get close to him. He didn't expect it was really Ye Chen.

The two entered the room to play with everyone, and a group of people staggered into the room to rest when they were tired from playing.

Rong Lang looked at his phone, and found that there were two unread text messages, which were sent in the morning, and he knew who it was without guessing, so he clicked on it funny, and sent a new text message.

——Xi Zhan, are you asleep?

--Nope?Did you text me? !so excited! !I miss you so much! !

—Oh, I'm just telling you, I'm going to sleep.

Xi Zhan looked at the news dumbfounded, and smiled on his forehead, how can we talk about this?Depressedly, he clicked a string of words.

——You have a good rest...

Rong Lang's eyes curled up, thinking of that person's expression now, his whole body felt a little warm, so he put the phone beside him, and this time he really fell asleep.

……

The filming progressed day by day, and the footsteps of winter slowly walked in. Under Rong Lang's explicit prohibition, Xi Zhan obediently did not go to visit the set, scratching his head every day, thinking about how to say a few more words to people.

But call, that person always hangs up after saying a few words in a hurry, send text messages, and start to say tired after less than three replies, the grievance in my heart is getting heavier every day.

Looking out of the window with his chin propped up, he couldn't read the documents anymore, he was not in the mood to do anything, and finally stood up, why didn't he go to see if he said he didn't want to, hmph, he just wanted to go!

He went downstairs in a hurry, and he was a little excited after getting in the car.

Luo Jin twitched the corners of his mouth and drove his car quietly. It's unbelievable that this man has endured for two months.

After driving for more than two hours, they saw the layers of stairs not far away, covered in a beautiful mountain scenery, and knew that they had arrived, so the two got out of the car.

"This place is good, Shuqi's vision is getting better and better."

Xi Zhan walked along the road and found that the road was very quiet. Knowing that this place was surrounded by people, he took a deep breath. In the bustling Kyoto, this kind of air can be regarded as a clear stream.

He came at a very suitable time, it was the time for the crew to have lunch, and after walking around, he realized that Rong Lang was not there, frowning, unhappy...

Everyone present knew Xi Zhan, but they did not dare to go up to say hello to Xi Zhan, after all, the other party's face was terribly tight.

"Second Young Master, are you here to see Rong Lang?"

Fang Jianlin went up to meet him, and found that Xi Zhan's eyes lit up, knowing that he had asked the right question.

"Only in the afternoon will Rong Lang play a part. He should be in the room now."

Xi Zhan nodded, and walked briskly into the villa. There were house numbers and initials on the outside of each room, so he found Rong Lang's room easily.

He tidied his hair in a futile manner, rubbed his face again, and knocked on the door pretending to be profound.

One minute...no one opened.

Knock again... still no one opens.

I went downstairs to find someone to take the key, sighed that I still had to rely on myself, and opened the door lightly.The room was very quiet, and the man was lying on a chair by the window basking in the sun.

The whole body seemed to be sprinkled with a layer of warm golden light. As a tourist area, Qiushui Mountain Villa is naturally not too bad to live in. In addition to the special instructions before, Rong Lang's room is many times better than other people's.

Unable to wake him up, he leaned over to look at him curiously, his eyelashes were sticking together obediently, his skin seemed to be transparent, not a single delicate pore could be seen.

Why is this man so good-looking...

The room was sunny, and the standing man looked at him dotingly, with a gentle smile in his eyes.

"Didn't I tell you not to come?"

Rong Lang moved, this feeling knew who was coming without looking, and knew that this man couldn't bear it.

"But I miss you."

Xi Zhan curled his lips, hugged him, and rubbed his hair, um, it seems to feel better, soft, like a fluffy pet cat.

Rong Lang buried himself in the other party's neck, heaved a sigh of relief, at least he didn't repel him anymore, he didn't let this person come, he was afraid that his subconscious actions would hurt the other party, now he's fine, he doesn't repel him any more.

"I miss you as well."

Xi Zhan smiled, thinking about it, and stopped asking why this person didn't contact him, hugged him to the bed, and lay down with him.

"I'm tired too, let's sleep together."

"Ah."

Rong Lang leaned closer to the other party. These days, in order to go back early, he has been filming day and night, and let the director concentrate his parts as much as possible. Once he relaxes, he is really tired.

When Xi Zhan heard the sound of breathing coming from nearby, he frowned distressedly, why he was so tired from filming, hugged him in his arms, hooked the corners of his mouth, and closed his eyes.

In the afternoon, Rong Lang had quite a lot of scenes. The staff who came to call for someone found that it was the Second Young Master who opened the door. They almost had a myocardial infarction. Did he bother this one?

"I'm going to film, you wait for me, we'll have dinner together at night."

"Ah."

Xi Zhan held back his hand and didn't hug the other person, feeling a little disgusted in his heart, he should have come here at the beginning, Rong Lang wouldn't be angry anyway, why he was so obedient and endured for so long.

Mistakes, missteps.

Rong Lang enters the state very quickly every time he shoots a film, which is also admired by everyone. His shots are almost all one-time shots. From the surprise at the beginning, everyone can't be calmer now.

Fang Jianlin looked at the camera on the monitor. With such acting skills, it will be a matter of time before he wins the best actor. This kid is really limitless.

It was only after the person had left the set that he chased after him as if he had just woken up from a dream.

"Rong Lang!"

"Director Fang, what's the matter?"

Rong Lang stopped in his tracks, and still respected this person very much. In his previous life, he could be compared with Director Sun, but this one in front of him is one. It's just that Director Sun became famous late, and now Director Fang has won many awards in the world of.

There are too many interviewees for each of his films, ranging from big names to [-]th-tier stars. The selection is so strict that many people are often discouraged.

"I admire your acting skills very much. I have a friend who will be filming soon. You can go for an interview."

"Director Fang's friend?"

"Hawley, the director of 'Glanlin'."

Rong Lang was shocked. The movie "Glanlin" is a classic among the classics. A movie has won various international awards, which is unprecedented in the film industry. If it was Director Huo, would he want to make "Glanlin 2"? ".

"If I had the chance, I would definitely go."

So far, no one in the entertainment industry has been able to participate in Director Huo's film, not even an old actor has this opportunity. Rong Lang never thought that he would be so close to this opportunity.

After bidding farewell to Fang Jianlin, Rong Lang went upstairs only to find Xi Zhan staring blankly with the window open, a little funny.

"Not hungry yet?"

"Rong Lang, this place is so beautiful, but all the maple leaves have fallen off, if I accompany you when the mountains are full of red maple leaves, how nice it would be..."

"You idiot, next year will be the same."

Xi Zhan's heart softened, and he pulled him over and kissed him lightly. The window was open, the cool breeze was blowing, and the hair of the person in his arms fluttered mischievously.

Rong Lang hugged the other person's waist, exchanging breaths, snorting entangledly, eyes closed lazily.

As soon as the kiss was closed, the two separated, Xi Zhan stretched out his finger to wipe the water on Rong Lang's lips, sighed, and hugged him into his arms, with a regretful tone.

"Rong Lang, when can we get married?"

Rong Lang tilted his head to lean on Xi Zhan's shoulder, and slowly stroked the other's back with his palm.

"Didn't you say three years later?"

A trace of disappointment flashed across Xi Zhan's eyes. Three years, so long, he wanted to keep this person by his side right now.

Rong Lang knew what this person was thinking, and patted the other person's head comfortingly.

"I can't run away, be obedient, be good."

Xi Zhan nodded, and let go of the little disappointment just now. It's only been three years, and it's not like he hasn't waited.

"Shall we go out to eat?"

"Ah."

The two went downstairs, and the lights of the shooting site not far away were still on. Recently, many people couldn't rest in the middle of the night because of the rush.

The car drove all the way to the food street around the villa. Since it is a food street, there must be many people.Xi Zhan pulled people into the box in a low-key manner. Each box was separated by a screen, and various voices were mixed, which sounded quite human.

Xi Zhan knows that Rong Lang likes to come to these places, although this person is sometimes very particular, but when he is elegant, he is the breeze and the moon, and when he is low-key, he is also a commoner.

"Can't eat spicy food and still come here?"

Xi Zhan took a look, it was a hot pot restaurant, and the aroma wafted far away.

"Order the mandarin duck pot."

Rong Lang pulled the man to sit down, and the pot came out after a while, with the red soup and the white soup rolling, watching his appetite whet.

Xi Zhan was in charge of rinsing, and kept putting things in Rong Lang's eyes. He didn't eat anything yet, but he felt full.