After being dressed as cannon fodder, I became the favorite of the variety show group

before leaving

"Today, our studio is honored to invite the super-popular actor who has won the Golden World Award for Best Actor for three consecutive times, Mr. Chu."

Following the host's announcement, a man wearing a long brown coat and a dark blue suit strode in from the door.

The program team immediately stamped his name in the lower left corner:

【Actor: Chu Guannan】

The moment he entered the door, the host's eyes lit up instantly.

The dark brown hair set off the fair cheeks, and the expressionless but three-dimensional facial features gave people a sense of indifference and alienation.

The moment he sat down, the originally simple studio was sublimated into brilliance in an instant, and the camera director below straightened up almost reflexively, with a hint of admiration and devotion on his expression.

"Say hello to the audience in front of the TV, Teacher Chu." The host laughed.

Chu Guannan raised his chin slightly. Although his movements were extremely polite, everyone still read a trace of disdainful arrogance through his cold eyes.

"Hi everyone, I'm Chu Guannan."

At this time, An Rao in front of the TV was sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, with a travel guide spread out between his knees, and he was marking circles on it with a pen in his hand.

Hearing the sound, he raised his head.

It is said that CCTV's lens is the enemy of beauty, the super demon mirror, those entertainers who are usually praised for their beauty have turned into mysterious creatures tens of thousands of light-years away from the earth under this lens.

However, Chu Guannan was an exception.

I don't know if it's because the CCTV cameras dote on Chu Guannan, each frame is as delicate as a magazine cover photo.

An Rao held a pen between his fingers and applauded enthusiastically.

Teacher Chu is so pretty, hehe.

He bowed his head and continued to plan his global travel plan.

An Rao's immediate boss, Song Weichuan, has always known that An Rao wanted to travel. In addition, he has brought a very high income to the company this year. Many young trainees came here admiringly, and wanted to sign a contract. Song Weichuan decided Reward him well.

He simply gave him a big vacation and prepared a year-long travel plan for him from Northern Europe to North America. All the expenses during his travel were covered by Song Weichuan's own pocket.

I hope he can work hard after playing enough, continue to improve his popularity and value, so that he can continue to be used by the company.

An Rao was so happy and silly when he heard the news, he plunged into the bookstore to buy all the travel guides, and prepared a notebook to make a detailed plan.

The day of departure is very close, just in March NO.20.

That was An Rao's birthday.

It was Song Weichuan's birthday present to him.

An Rao originally wanted to share the good news with Chu Guannan, but after the Spring Festival, his announcements increased, and some of them could be rejected. The invitation from CCTV must not be rejected. ran to the capital.

Looking at Chu Guannan in the camera, he fantasizes about walking with Chu Guannan in a quiet Nordic town shrouded in red clouds in the evening. The place is so quiet that it seems like a lifetime away, no one bothers you, and there are only two of them left in the world. Hugs, kisses.

Just thinking about it makes me so excited.

An Rao touched the phone and sent a text message to Chu Guannan:

【Husband, come back soon after work, I have good news for you (^^)】

Chu Guannan was filming live, so Mute did not reply.

An Rao looked at the travel guide. It can be said that Northern Europe is his favorite place, because the place is small, there are few people, and it is the birthplace of myths and stories. It is quiet and sacred, which is very suitable for people like him who enjoy quietness.

Unable to restrain himself, he let out a few soft hums from his nose.

I don't know whose song it is, but it sounds surprisingly good.

At this time, the TV host suddenly asked: "Mr. Chu, I see that you have been wearing this pentagram earring since your debut. Does this earring have any special meaning for you?"

An Rao looked up.

Although he knew the answer to this question, for some reason, after hearing it, he felt a strange feeling in his heart, which was a bit unpleasant.

"It's my mother's relic." Chu Guannan didn't explain too much.

"It seems that you really respect your mother, so the opportunity to enter the film and television industry is also related to your mother. I remember that your mother is a very famous stage actress."

"En." Chu Guannan hummed coldly.

"That is to say, if it wasn't for the influence of my mother, Mr. Chu, you wouldn't have the idea of ​​becoming an artist at all, right?" The host was tireless, not even noticing that there was a trace of displeasure on Chu Guannan's face.

"Yes." Chu Guannan's voice became colder and colder, probably hoping that the host would retreat in spite of the difficulties.

Hearing this conversation, An Rao secretly clenched the pen in his hand.

Suddenly he let go, and the pen slipped down between his knees.

How could I forget that Chu Guannan's original intention of entering the circle was for his mother.

Death is not the end, oblivion is.

As long as his mother exists in his heart for a day, the story about her will continue.

And I was still imagining that he would leave the entertainment industry to accompany me to travel around the world, as if I never considered his thoughts, whether it would be too selfish.

The kitten Nan Nan got tired of playing with her little ball of wool, and with a raised tail, she nimbly jumped onto the sofa and grabbed An Rao's arms tightly.

An Rao came back to his senses, and gently scratched its chin.

Nannan let out a pleasant "snoring, snorting" and turned around, lying on An Rao's lap with her limbs spread out, revealing her fluffy and soft belly.

An Rao looked at it, recalling that when it first arrived, it was only the size of a forearm. After a few months, it has now grown into a big, fat cat.

Nan Nan shook her head and rubbed against An Rao's knee, and accidentally touched the travel guide on his lap.

The little guy raised his head curiously, stretched his paws over the top of his head and hooked the strategy book, and retracted his hand flexibly, and the travel strategy fell into its arms.

An Rao smiled and said, "Do you want to travel with me, baby?"

Nannan Jiaojiao said "baa", as if to express her agreement.

In the past, An Rao would think that it would be best to take a cat or a dog all over the country and follow the wind to where he wanted to go without being disturbed.

But now when I think of someone missing on the way forward, a trace of loneliness fills my heart.

One year should not be too long... right...

He took a deep breath.

Decided!

On the way to realizing your own dreams, it is polite not to disturb other people's dreams.

Chu Guannan finished filming, just as An Rao heard the host say "see you next time", the phone rang.

An Rao looked at the note of "my guy" on the phone, hesitated for a long time, and answered the phone.

Chu Guannan's gentle voice sounded over there: "I just finished shooting and saw your text message."

"Well, come back early when it's over."

"However, what is the good news, can you tell me now?" There was a smile in Chu Guannan's voice, which was completely different from his cold attitude during the interview.

An Rao looked around, and finally landed on the kitten.

"That's right, the South-South Society has shaken hands."

"Did you teach it?"

"It's not me, is it you?"

"Awesome, my wife is amazing." There was a chuckle on the other end of the phone, followed by a "chirp", "I will show it to me when I get home, kiss."

When most people hear this so-called "good news", they will probably say "I thought it was good news, that's all", but Chu Guannan really dotes on him, even such insignificant things will feel that he is very powerful, God The smartest shit shoveler out there.

The more he thought about it, the more panicked An Rao felt.

"Stop being cute, come back quickly."

"Okay, I'll be there at night, what do you want to eat?"

"No."

"Okay, wait for me at home."

It was obviously a matter of saying "I'll see you later" and then hanging up the phone, but Chu Guannan was reluctant to part with it, and hung up the phone after talking for more than ten minutes, and insisted that An Rao hang up first.

"I'll never be the one to hang up first," he said.

An Rao looked at the quiet phone screen, slowly raised his head, and looked at the huge living room.

There was a sudden emptiness in my heart.

When Chu Guannan got on the bus, he sent a message to An Rao saying that he had already set off, just after entering the Jincheng National Highway, he sent a message that he had entered the Jincheng boundary, and when he arrived at the gate of the community, he sent a message that he had reached the bottom of the building.

Looking at the text messages one after another, An Rao suddenly became a little worried.

If he is so clingy, if he knows that he may not see him for a year, he will definitely go crazy, maybe he will give up his dream and go with him.

An Rao knew that he couldn't be such a selfish person, so he decided not to tell him and send him a message after getting on the plane.

There was the sound of fingerprint unlocking at the door.

An Rao put down the kitten and greeted it.

As soon as the door was opened, the cold air invaded, and a tall figure came oncoming.

In the next second, An Rao was picked up.

Chu Guannan's unique breath came oppressively, enveloping his whole body.

"I'm back, forgive me, miss me?"

An Rao shivered from his chilly body, but he still stretched out his arms to hug him, and buried his face into his neck: "Think about it."

Chu Guannan put him down, kissed his cheek lightly, and took out a small box from behind: "A gift for you."

"If it's not a holiday or a birthday, why did you give me a present?" An Rao didn't answer.

Chu Guannan opened the small box, and there lay a Vacheron Constantin pure diamond watch inside, shining brightly under the light.

"Do you need a reason to give a gift?" Chu Guannan took An Rao's hand, bowed his head and put the watch on him seriously, "I make money just to buy you gifts, is this explanation reasonable?"

An Rao squinted his eyes like crescent moons, with an unconcealable smile on the corner of his mouth: "Fool."

After putting on the watch, Chu Guannan held up his hand and admired it repeatedly, and couldn't help admiring: "Our Rao Rao's hands are very beautiful, and they fit well on anything."

An Rao took the initiative to help him take off his coat and jacket: "Go take a bath first, I'll fill you with bath water, and then come out to eat."

"Have you washed it?" Chu Guannan asked suddenly.

"No, I'll wash it before going to bed."

"Don't go to bed."

Chu Guannan committed himself to hug An Rao by the waist, and smiled meaningfully, "Wash together and save water."

……

The dinner table.

An Rao was wearing a bathrobe, his cheeks were flushed, and he was in a daze.

He rubbed his sore waist, and looked up at the radiant villain opposite him.

"Rao Rao's skill is now comparable to that of a five-star chef."

"Hehe, then you should eat more, and be careful not to choke to death."

Chu Guannan seemed to be in a good mood, but the person who usually only jumps out single words kept chattering until the end of dinner.

"What announcement do you have for the next month?" An Rao interrupted him impatiently.

Chu Guannan was startled, and raised his eyes to quietly look at An Rao.

Lowering her head, the chopsticks lightly brushed the bottom of the bowl: "There is a charity dinner for an endorsement brand, and a new movie shooting."

"So it's going to be very busy."

"Um……"

"Oh, then you work hard, don't miss me, and don't have to text and call all the time."

Chu Guannan clenched his chopsticks tightly, and for a long time, he asked cautiously, "Did my frequent calls and text messages bother you?"

"No." Seeing his appearance, he couldn't utter the heavy words, "I'm afraid you will be distracted from work, and then you will be taken out of context and posted on the Internet to be scolded."

An Rao originally thought that if he had to leave, he might be more resolute when his feelings were not so strong.

But there was no way to speak harshly to him.

Reluctant.

He is his favorite person.

And sometimes a casual word from myself will affect his emotions.

Sure enough, after hearing An Rao's explanation, Chu Guannan's tense face eased a little.

"It's okay, I promise it will never affect my work, but if I want to send messages, I also need to make phone calls. If I can't hear your voice, I will feel lonely."

"Puppy is not as clingy as you." An Rao curled his lips and got up to clean up the dishes.

Chu Guannan wanted to help, but An Rao pushed him away with his body: "You have been busy all day, go and rest, be good, don't force me to get angry."

Chu Guannan hugged him and kissed him: "My wife has worked hard."

He turned and went upstairs, and after a while, An Rao heard him asking upstairs, "Have you seen my razor?"

An Rao thought for a while, but didn't remember where he put it. It seemed that he took it out of the bathroom to charge him before, and said casually, "Look for it in the bedroom. I can't remember exactly where I put it."

Chu Guannan responded, turned around and entered the bedroom.

He opened the drawer casually, and there were some An Rao's documents in it.

Chu Guannan took out his ID card and looked at it.

It will be his birthday soon, and this is the first birthday I have helped him celebrate. I have been planning and preparing for it half a month ago. The first birthday we celebrate together must impress him.

Chu Guannan rubbed the photo on the certificate, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

My wife is so pretty.

Put back the papers, check the drawer, no razor.

He committed himself to opening the bottom drawer, and there were some documents in it.

Flipping through the document with his fingers, his fingertips froze suddenly.

He took out a courier document bag with the logo of Jincheng Airport printed on it.

The file bag has been opened, and the courier note on it shows that it was received this morning.

Chu Guannan was stunned for a long time, but his heartbeat suddenly changed.

He slowly opened the file bag, and inside was a ticket from Jincheng to Incheon Airport, marked as a transfer ticket, and the final destination was Denmark.

In addition, there are many, many hotel reservation receipts, thick stacks, in addition to hotels in Denmark, there are also hotels in Norway, Iceland... and Mexico and many other American countries.

The hotel booking time in Mexico is January next year.

The body becomes colder a little.

I remembered the "good news" that An Rao sent him in the morning, but it was finally replaced by trivial things.

So the so-called good news refers to this.

A trip that lasted about a year and a half.

An Rao originally planned to tell himself, but in the end he chose to remain silent.

why.

Chu Guannan stared blankly at the hotel reservation receipt, his eyes were a little red, and his eyes gradually became moist.

Never felt like this before.

Unspeakable grievance and loss.

After a long while, he sorted these ticket slips and stuffed them into the file bag, carefully putting them back in place.

Just as the drawer was closed, An Rao came in.

Chu Guannan quickly lowered his head and quickly wiped his eyes, looking at An Rao.

"Did you find it?" An Rao rubbed his waist and sat down beside him.

"No, I'll go downstairs and buy a new one in a while."

When sleeping, An Rao first fell asleep from Chu Guannan.

Chu Guannan touched the phone, and sent a text message according to the phone number sent by Long Jingan:

[Is it Mr. Song? I'm Chu Guannan. 】

Song Weichuan was rather curious, since he was so nice, why did Chu Guannan send him a message at night after inquiring about his cell phone number.

[Yes, what's the matter. 】

"Do you know that An Rao is going on a trip?" Chu Guannan was even more curious. With Song Weichuan's character as a vampire, how could he allow An Rao, a cash cow, to stop working and travel.

[I know, I helped him, what's wrong? 】

Chu Guannan gripped the phone tightly.

Sure enough, when An Rao was shooting the cover of some fashion magazine last time, I should have a tougher attitude and let him terminate the contract.

The result of laissez-faire is hard to recover.

[Nothing, about how long it will take. 】

[About one and a half years, maybe a year soon.You don't have to worry about the money, I've arranged everything for him. 】

[That's really thanks to Mr. Song. 】

Seeing this inexplicable reply, Song Weichuan always felt that there was something in his words.

But if you send a text message again, he won't reply.

Chu Guannan turned off the phone, and the phone "bang" fell to the ground.

An Rao was falling asleep when he heard a loud noise in a daze.

He slowly opened his eyes, turned his head, and saw Chu Guannan leaning on the bedside looking at the painting on the opposite wall in a daze, his expression as cold as ever.

An Rao rubbed his eyes: "What's wrong, what's the sound..."

Chu Guannan regained his senses and helped him tuck the quilt: "The phone accidentally dropped on the ground, it's fine, go to sleep."

An Rao nodded, just as he closed his eyes, the person beside him moved, and then his body was hugged from behind.

Hugged very tightly, a little out of breath.

Every time he sleeps, Chu Guannan hugs himself tightly like this, as if he is afraid that he will run away.

An Rao turned around, put his head into his arms, and muttered, "Go to sleep, I'm right here, I won't run away..."

Chu Guannan curled up and covered the whole person in his arms.

He should have believed in An Rao, maybe he was planning to give himself a surprise so he didn't say it in advance.

It should be... something like this...

After the beginning of spring, the weather gradually warmed up.

The thick sweater Chu Guannan weaved for An Rao could no longer wear it.

An Rao took the washed sweater in, carefully smoothed it, folded it, and put it in the closet.

After a while, I took it out silently and put it in the suitcase.

There are still two days left to start a new life journey, and there are a lot of things to pack, just taking advantage of Chu Guannan who is so busy these days that he hardly comes home, so he sorts it out in advance.

Except for some necessary supplies, you can also buy other things when you get there. Anyway, the money spent by Song Weichuan is not distressing.

But the suitcase was still stuffed to the brim, and the puller couldn't even pull it up.

An Rao reopened the suitcase and inspected the items inside, trying to find some free space that wasn't very useful.

For example, the sweater that Chu Guannan weaved for him could no longer be worn when the weather warmed up.

Another example is the DIY water cup Chu Guannan made in England at the time. Water cups can be bought anywhere, and they take up a lot of space and are afraid of breaking.

And, the watch that Chu Guannan bought for him, after checking the price of this thing, the price is more than 100 million, what should I do if I wear it out and get caught by thieves, I don't take it anymore.

Sort out a lot of unnecessary items and pile them aside.

Looking at these items, An Rao suddenly picked up the sweater and stuffed it back.

Northern Europe is still cold, so you still need to bring thick clothes.

Wearing a watch on your hand, after all, it is very important to be able to see the time at any time.

The water cup was plugged back, drinking water from this cup felt extra sweet.

He stuffed back the items that had been piled up into a hill and finally lightened the suitcase one by one.

Perhaps, it was not these items that were reluctant to part with, but Chu Guannan.

Sure enough, feelings are a stumbling block on the way forward!

Packed up the luggage, closed the suitcase after a lot of effort, and hid it in the bottom of the closet. On the day of No. 20, Chu Guannan happened to be going to attend some charity banquet, so he just picked up the suitcase and left, God doesn’t know Unknowingly.

An Rao's shoulders slumped.

He looked at the familiar room, every item with Chu Guannan's aura, his heart was empty, as if a big hole had been broken.

The reluctance is serious, but the eagerness to travel is no joke.

It turns out that not everything can be both, there are always trade-offs in life.

While feeling lost, An Rao received a call from Du Yueling.

The other party came up and said, "Anzi, I heard that you are about to realize your great dream of traveling around the world?"

An Rao was startled: "How do you know that?"

"Haha, your boss is about to notify everyone one by one. Go online and check it out. The whole world knows about it. Everyone is happy for you. Go and have fun. Remember to bring a gift back."

An Rao clicked on Weibo tremblingly.

Weibo Hot Search No. [-]:

#An Rao, leaving is to meet again better. #

God, Song Weichuan has such a big mouth.

In this case, it is impossible for Chu Guannan not to know.

Even if he doesn't read Weibo, with so many people around him, if he can't keep up, he will have to ask a lot of words: "Mr. Chu, I heard that your Xiaoan is going on a trip?"

Du Yueling continued: "By the way, why is your family willing to let you go, why don't you go crazy?"

"Don't talk about him like that, he's not the kind who goes crazy at every turn..." Although it was a joke, it still sounded harsh to An Rao at this moment, probably because of a change in mood.

"Hahaha I was wrong, then, be careful outside, and call back when you have time."

Finally, I still don’t forget one sentence: “Remember to bring a gift back.”

An Rao can't care about gifts now.

He hung up the phone and stood up abruptly, pacing back and forth, frowning.

Chu Guannan must know about this. He hasn't called yet, so he may not know yet. If he finds out, he will definitely come back and arrest him.

No no no, we have to go now.

Although my heart has been overwhelmed by guilt, I can only comfort myself, it's only been more than a year, and it's not a farewell.

Opportunities are not always there, and if you miss them, you will never have them.

An Rao dragged the suitcase out, pulled out the SIM card, ran to the business hall to get a new card, and left the old card in the store for destruction.

He had to go out and hide for two days first.

But with Chu Guannan's character, if he finds out that he is missing, he will definitely turn over the whole Jincheng, so he will definitely find a way to find someone to locate his mobile phone, so he has to change his card, and he can't stay in a hotel, and the room opened with his ID card You can check it out.

You can't even take a taxi, and you can't leave any traces.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt sorry for Chu Guannan.

After thinking about it, he left a small note for Chu Guannan:

[I'm going on a trip, see you in a year, husband, I love you. 】

An Rao left in a hurry, and didn't even have time to take a second look at the house that he lived in for almost a year.

Dragging the suitcase all the way, the suitcase is heavy and there are so many people, it is not easy to walk around.

Seeing that the sky was getting dark, An Rao walked from the north of the city to the south of the city, and finally saw an old small hotel among a row of small houses.

That's it, stay for two days temporarily, and go to the airport when the time is up.

The wooden stairs at the entrance of the hotel were dilapidated due to years of disrepair, and they made a dangerous "creaking" sound when stepped on.

An Rao entered the hotel. Although the inside was old, it was still clean. In front of the old counter, there was only a middle-aged man playing a short video, laughing wildly.

He lowered the brim of his hat and walked over: "Standard room, two days."

The boss didn't even look at him: "ID card."

"I lost it, and I'm making it up."

Only then did the boss lift up his distinguished reveal from the short video and take a look.

I looked around and saw that this person was cleanly dressed and elegant. Although his face was tightly covered, he didn't look like a fugitive, so he didn't think too much about it. He took the money and took out a key from the drawer: "Two Take the first room on the left."

An Rao took the key and sighed silently.

These days there are hotels that don't use electronic cards.

You can see how old it is.

But in this case, Chu Guannan must not be able to find him.