The actor has a lot of black material

"Besides, only by letting go can we have a future. If you keep entangled in hatred, you are hurting yourself."

Lu Siyuan's voice was calm and deep, like feathers falling in the dark night, slowly brushing away the dust in his heart.

"But, let the enemy go like this?" Ling Han couldn't help asking.

Lu Siyuan shook his head, "That's not what it means. Everything is not black and white. There are still 99 steps to go from one to one hundred. You can hate, but you can't let hatred control your life, let alone let it go Once it becomes a hundred degrees, just control it at about fifty degrees."

It was the first time Ling Han heard such a statement, and he blinked in surprise. This kind of argument was very strange, as if it opened a door for him, and a certain part of his heart suddenly became extremely transparent.

He was about to say something, but Lu Siyuan suddenly sneered and shook his head mockingly, "Why do I look like an emotional analyst? I just said whatever I said, so you can just listen to it. Anyway, if you want For Tang Ye's affirmation, you must pull yourself out and try to get as close as possible to the role of Bai Rufeng."

Ling Han seemed to realize something.

Lu Siyuan didn't seem to want to talk more, so he stood up.Looking at his back, Ling Han suddenly remembered something, and quickly called out to him: "Wait."

Lu Siyuan turned his head.

"That..." Ling Han squeezed the armrest of the sofa nervously, "I... I'd better sleep on the sofa."

Lu Siyuan had already stepped out of the range of the light, his figure was hazy in the vague darkness, making it impossible to see his expression clearly.After a while, he said, "Whatever."

That night, Ling Han slept on the sofa, although it was a bit uncomfortable, but he could make do with it.Lu Siyuan slept on the bed alone, and would not be disturbed by himself anymore.

The weather in November is approaching the chill of winter. It rained a little last night, and the ground was a little slippery.Ling Han was wearing a brown turtleneck sweater and was standing on the phone at the intersection next to the villa area.

After a few beeps, the phone was connected.

"Ling Han?" Tang Xi's voice came from the phone, with some unconcealed surprise.

"Is your father there?" Ling Han looked in the direction of the villa area, and several luxury cars drove out of the gate.

"Yes, come here... No, I'll pick you up, where are you?" There was the rustling of the quilt on the phone, followed by the muffled sound of the human body pressing against the mattress.

"You haven't woken up yet?"

"It's up." Tang Xi quickly denied.

"Is it convenient for me to come over? Will I disturb Mr. Tang?" In fact, I came here so early because I was worried that Tang Ye had already left.

"Don't bother, don't bother." Tang Xi said, "I'll come pick you up right away."

"It's fine if I come here, I know the way."

Ling Han hung up the phone, walked in from the small road in the villa area, and arrived at Tang Xi's house after walking for about ten minutes.

Before he got close, he saw Tang Xi trotting out from the porch from a distance, wearing a brown sweater.

He actually came out to greet him.

Tang Xi's face is very fair and delicate, but his body is tall and big, with great potential as a model.

He seemed to have seen Ling Han, and quickened his pace to come to Ling Han, then looked up and down for a moment, a smile flashed in his dark eyes, pointed to his clothes and said: "What a coincidence, we are wearing the same clothes, You also like HB? His clothes are not famous, I thought you didn't know..."

HB?

Ling Han really didn't know this brand.

"It seems that we have similar tastes." Tang Xi laughed, showing his white teeth, and his eyes were bent into two slits because of pleasure.

Ling Han: "..."

When he was about to leave in the morning, he took out his backpack and looked through it, only to realize that he had no clothes to wear, and was wondering if he should continue to wear yesterday's clothes, Lu Siyuan seemed to see his predicament, and threw it to him indifferently. A sweater.

"The clothes I wore before, let's just let it go."

Therefore, the brown sweater he was wearing now was Lu Siyuan's clothes, and it was purely an accident that he collided with Tang Xi's shirt.

Tang Xi didn't know why he was very happy, and the smile on his face widened a bit.

Walking into the living room of the villa, Tang Ye came out from the entrance of the corridor, and greeted with a smile: "Xiao Ling is here? Come to have breakfast, Wu Ma just made it."

"Ah no..." Ling Han waved his hand, feeling very embarrassed.He only wanted to meet Tang Ye as soon as possible, but he didn't expect it to be inappropriate.

Tang Xi pushed him to the restaurant from behind, "Walk, why are you polite?"

So Ling Han sat at the dining table in a daze, and Tang Xi naturally sat beside him, and even served him a bowl of porridge himself.

Seeing the delicious food, Ling Han, who hadn't eaten breakfast, started to growl in his stomach. Tang Xi was too enthusiastic, which made him feel a little weirdly uncomfortable.This feeling was very strange, as if Tang Xi had suddenly become the one taking care of others, and he himself had become the one being taken care of, which made Ling Han feel a little strange, but he couldn't find anything wrong.

The Tang family father and son treated him like an old friend, speaking and acting very naturally, and did not treat him as an outsider at all.Ling Han was a little puzzled, Tang Ye seemed dissatisfied with him yesterday, why did his attitude turn 180 degrees after one night?

Ling Han thought silently while eating, could it be that Tang Xi said something nice for himself again?

Ah, I don't know why, but my conscience pricks a little.

"Xiao Ling, what were you thinking last night?" Tang Ye said suddenly.

Ling Han's heart tightened, he put down the bowl and said solemnly: "I had already thought about it last night. It was because I had a strong sense of substitution and put my own feelings into the role, so I couldn't understand Bai Rufeng's feelings. Today I have already thought about it." It makes sense, a good actor needs to pull himself out and try to fit himself into the role instead of making the role fit himself."

"Father, it's time to eat. What business are we discussing?" Tang Xi said dissatisfiedly, and put a piece of spinach into Ling Han's bowl. Be your own great director!"

Tang Ye was dismantled by his own son again, unable to lose face, he snorted softly.

Ling Han had no choice but to eat in silence.

"Where is Xiaoling from? What do his parents do?" Sure enough, Tang Ye stopped talking about business, and talked about family matters in a friendly manner.

Ling Han told the truth, "In City C, my parents are divorced. I haven't seen them for a long time, so I don't know what they are doing now."

There was a bit of sympathy on the faces of Tang's father and son.

Tang Ye hesitated for a moment, then said, "It's not easy for Xiao Ling to be alone."

"Fortunately, I feel quite comfortable alone."

Tang Ye asked some very personal questions again, such as where are you from, who are your relatives in the family, where did you study before, what kind of work did you do later, and so on.Ling Han also told the truth, anyway, there is nothing to hide.

"Xiao Ling is so good-looking, there should be many people chasing after him, right?"