Koi Cheng Jing [Entertainment]

When the old man saw Ling Cheng lowered his head and dared not speak, he breathed a sigh of relief, felt secretly refreshed, and even blew his beard and stared: "Didn't you have breakfast? Why don't you eat?"

Ling Cheng was a little terrified. In his impression, Dad Yang was still a quiet and intellectual old professor with a bookish look and round glasses. Now what...

"Oh, my father, why did you take this out!" Mother Yang came out of the room, holding a thick photo album in her hand, and she covered her mouth when she saw the fried silkworm chrysalis on the table.

Ling Cheng finally breathed a sigh of relief, and quietly moved his butt back.

"Isn't this something you've been hiding and being reluctant to eat, saying you want to save it?" Yang's mother glared at him, then rushed over enthusiastically, and pulled Ling Yi back: "Xiao Ling, this It's a specialty of your uncle's hometown, he is reluctant to eat it himself, so it's rare to take it out once, come on, you have to eat more!"

Ling Cheng's face was ashen: "Auntie..."

Lin Haiyang followed behind, turned his dull brain twice, and said: "Mom, Brother Ling may not be used to it."

"Ah, is that so..." Mama Yang lowered her eyes like Lin Haiyang's puppy, a little disappointed: "That's a pity..."

"No, not at all." With a resolute expression, Ling Cheng took a deep breath, closed his eyes, picked up the chopsticks and put them in his mouth, swallowed them abruptly, almost without choking: "It's delicious..."

Yang's mother finally cheered up: "Eat more if it tastes good! Come on, Auntie will pick it up for you—"

When returning to the base, Lin Haiyang sat on a chair, looked at Ling Yi who was still looking pale beside him, and was a little worried: "Brother Ling, what's wrong with you?"

"I'm fine." Ling Cheng swallowed, and that weird feeling surged up again. Yang's mother was very enthusiastic, and she stuffed it into his mouth hard, but he couldn't refuse, so she swallowed it all. Yang's father didn't know why , his face became even more stinky, looking at the empty bowl, he didn't even finish his lunch.

Fortunately, after dinner, Yang's mother spread out the thick photo album, which was full of photos of Lin Haiyang's growth from birth. Ling Cheng watched the white and tender child in it gradually twitching and turned into a tall and straight man. Some sighed: "You have changed so much..."

"Yeah!" Lin Haiyang remembered his childhood and smiled: "When I was just born, I weighed ten catties! Dad said, my head is bigger than the buttocks of the girl who was born next door at the same time——"

"...I didn't mean that." Seeing his smiling face, Ling Cheng shook his head: "Sleep."

The two returned to the base by plane, finished handling the matter, and devoted themselves to the shooting. The days ran fast like chickens whose throats were choked. .

Lin Haiyang spent nearly half a year filming "Vertical and Horizontal" with constant minor injuries. Fortunately, there were no serious injuries. The martial arts instructor also spent half a year idly picking his feet by the side. Every time he got his salary, he felt a little guilty in his heart.

During the six months of getting along, Chen Xingxing's impression of Lin Haiyang was really good and couldn't be better. In the current show business circle, there are too many little fresh meat glass people. They can't bear hardships, and they scream when they get a little injury. Unlike Lin Haiyang, he has made so many movies, this is the thickest actor he has ever seen who can withstand friction!

Ling Yi also relied on his thick skin to stay in the crew for nearly three months, and finally had to return because of work needs, and his face was still gloomy when he returned.

When Lin Haiyang stepped out of the plane door and saw the blue sky and the familiar crowd, he finally felt a sense of relaxation: "Brother Ji!"

The agent came out from the side in disgrace, and stood by, the two formed a stark contrast: "What are you doing?"

"I'm so happy!" Lin Haiyang wanted to turn around in circles.

The agent looked at him, twitched the corners of his mouth, and grabbed his sleeve: "Hurry up, put on your mask and hat, make an appointment, and we'll go to the hospital."

Lin Haiyang was dragged away by him, covering his body tightly, and asked, "Why are you going to the hospital?"

"Do a physical examination." The manager told him ruthlessly, "No eating, no going to the bathroom, hold on, you should have gone long ago."

Lin Haiyang obediently: "Okay."

The agent led Lin Haiyang out of the side door sneakily, walked to the place where their company car should have been parked, knocked on the window of the black car, the window came down, revealing Ling Cheng's face: "Are you back? "

The agent jumped up like he stepped on shit: "What are you doing?? Why are you here again—let the child go!!"

"Keep your voice down," Ling Yan said without looking at him, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up. After the agent contacted the company, he turned his head and saw that his child had been tricked into the car, and he immediately became angry: "Where are you taking him? He's booked for a physical examination!! Lin Haiyang, come down!!"

Lin Haiyang was yelled at by him, and got out of the car obediently, Ling Cheng frowned: "It's okay, sit up, I'll take you there."

"No matter how poor our company is, we can't even send a car." The agent didn't want Lin Haiyang to go up, and after he got mad, he received a call saying that the special car was stuck on the road and couldn't move. He moved a centimeter an hour Kind of: "..."

Ling Cheng was very generous and asked him to come up with him. The manager huddled in the corner of the back seat, biting his handkerchief.

The hospital reserved by the company is a very high-end place, the building is very high, the glass is very large, and the road is difficult to recognize. The manager is still a road idiot. Lin Haiyang followed him in various winding buildings for 10 minutes. , still couldn't find the place for the physical examination: "Brother Ji, it's okay, don't be nervous."

"Why am I nervous, am I nervous?" The manager blushed a little, looking at the map: "It's obviously here..."

Ling Cheng took the map with a cold face, glanced at it, led the two of them around for a while, and saw the four big words "Medical Examination Center". He turned his head and glanced at the manager lightly.

Agent: "What do you mean? Hey, what do you mean??"

Ling Cheng ignored him, and dragged Lin Haiyang into the building. Although there were fewer people here than ordinary hospitals, there were still some. The agent was responsible for handling some miscellaneous procedures. Ling Cheng was going to pay the money next to him. Also had a physical examination together.

He dragged Lin Haiyang over and told him, "I'll go to the front desk, you go to draw blood first, it's in the second room on the right, don't run around when you come out..."

Lin Haiyang nodded again and again, but couldn't help but said, "Brother Ling, I'm not a child anymore."

"Of course you are different from children." Ling Cheng patted his curly hair with a paralyzed face, "Children are much more worry-free than you."

Lin Haiyang silently looked at Ling Cheng's back: "...Really?"

No matter, let's go to get blood first, he is holding the list, and a nurse sister wearing a mask is sitting opposite the transparent glass, with a very cold expression: "Sit down, take off your clothes, roll up your sleeves, and stretch out your hands."

Lin Haiyang snorted and took off the four layers of clothes, rolled up the sleeves with difficulty, and stretched them out. The nurse sister tied a rubber band, and the technique was very skilled. She pulled out the needle in a few seconds and handed the cotton swab: "press Just don't move."

At this time, Lin Haiyang suddenly heard his manager calling his name outside, he quickly stood up, pressed the cotton swab on his arm, took the order and went out: "Here we come!"

The manager was standing in the corridor not far away, and when he saw him coming, the expression on his face suddenly changed: "Haiyang, you..."

Lin Haiyang looked down, he didn't press the right place at all just now, the blood trickled out from the pinhole, slowly dripped down from his arm, his left hand was also stained with blood, dripping along the way, dripping on the ground There was a trail of blood, and the scene looked very scary. He quickly blocked it with a cotton swab, but pressed down hard, and within two seconds, someone stopped him: "Don't move!"

It was Ling Cheng, he had just completed the formalities, and he was only a few steps away from here. From a distance, he saw Lin Haiyang rushing towards him, his hands were covered with blood, and he was almost startled: "So careless!"

Lin Haiyang was pulled by his arm, waved at the dumbfounded manager opposite, and entered a small room next to him. Ling Cheng slammed the door and locked it, and pulled off the mask: "Sit down, I'll help you!" Deal with it."

Lin Haiyang felt it was unnecessary: ​​"Just a pinhole..."

"You can press the wrong place just to draw blood, what else can't you do?" Ling Cheng said a few more words, pushed him on the sofa, and squatted down by himself: "Stretch your hand, can't wait I'll clean your arm when it's bleeding."

Lin Haiyang sat on the sofa and didn't move. His arm was gently pulled, and he pressed it down gently with a cotton swab. After a while, Ling Yi picked it up to have a look. When the bleeding stopped, he wet the cotton swab head with clean water. Wipe away the coagulated blood on Lin Haiyang's right hand: "It's all bruised."

Lin Haiyang scratched his head: "Thank you Brother Ling! It will be fine in a few hours..."

Ling Cheng didn't speak, he knelt on one knee, lowered his eyes and focused on wiping the blood on Lin Haiyang's hand with gentle movements.

The atmosphere in the small space gradually became strange. Lin Haiyang lowered his head slightly. From his angle, Ling Cheng's straight nose, handsome eyebrows, and straight lips were all clear and pleasing to the eye.

He suddenly looked at the two long thick black eyelashes with some surprise: Ling Cheng's sharp cheeks, sword eyes and starry eyes, people rarely pay attention to his eyelashes, weakening the sense of presence - his eyelashes are very long and curly , still very thick, following his movements, Lin Haiyang held his breath.

He quietly stretched out his left hand, lit them one by one, and gently brushed them away, and began to count Ling Cheng's eyelashes: "One, two, three, four..."

Ling Cheng's muffled voice came from below, his eyelashes slapped twice, a little uncomfortable: "What are you doing?"

"Count how many eyelashes you have!" Lin Haiyang was interrupted by him, scratched his head, and started again, pointing one by one with his fingers: "One, two, three..."

Ling Cheng didn't speak any more, he moved wordlessly, only his trembling eyelashes revealed his intense emotions, he was very nervous.

Lin Haiyang finally finished counting, and withdrew his hand contentedly: "Brother Ling, you have so many eyelashes!"

Ling Cheng fanned his long eyelashes subconsciously, wanted to raise his eyes, but he didn't raise them, he just asked in a low voice: "Haiyang, this kind of thing... don't do it to other people in the future."

Lin Haiyang didn't know why, and said, "Count the eyelashes? No, even if there is, how can anyone sit and count for me like you..."

Ling Cheng raised his eyes slightly, and said solemnly: "This is a very intimate gesture, so," he grabbed Lin Haiyang's hand, and approached: "It's best to only do it to me, you know?"

Lin Haiyang held his breath, looked at his approaching face, his heart beat wildly, and he couldn't help but focus on observing this masculine face, and finally, he blurted out: "Brother Ling...why do you only take a picture of me?" Open the left eye, but not the right eye?"

"You answer me first," Ling Cheng's forehead twitched, and he kept opening one eye: "Do you agree?"

"I promise," Lin Haiyang was very curious, and asked: "So why do you..."

Ling Cheng closed his eyes, he really didn't want to spoil the atmosphere at this time, but it was so uncomfortable that he couldn't help it:

"You stuck my eyelashes...now I can't open them."

The author has something to say: I think you may ask me why I was glued, first let me say that Hai Yangyang's left hand is stained with blood [... why is it inexplicably dark?