The actor's white rabbit ran away【ABO】

An Luozai's feet have been raised at home for three full months.

As soon as he recovered, An Luo immediately returned to work in the company.

Yang Feng looked at An Luo, who had lost a lot of weight, and kept ouching: "It's the same even if you work at home. Don't rush back to the company, you need to take good care of your legs."

An Luo laughed: "I've almost raised myself, and working at home doesn't have much atmosphere, I still like to come to the office to be with everyone."

Yang Feng: "Okay, okay, then if you feel uncomfortable, you must tell me."

"Ah."

After Yang Feng left, colleagues in the office surrounded him.

"Lolo, you were injured a while ago and didn't let us visit you, you're too alien to us."

"That's right, I usually talk to my brother and sister, but in the end, I didn't even tell us about such things as a car accident."

Luo Luo: "I'm afraid you are worried, and it's just a minor operation."

"Where is the injury, show us."

An Luo had no choice but to roll up the net of his right leg pants.

There is a scar on the ankle from the surgery.

Further up, near the calf, there is a small butterfly-like figure.

An Luo was originally white, and such a mark on his snow-white skin looked very eye-catching.

Someone had sharp eyes: "Ah, what is this?"

An Luo glanced, embarrassed: "It's my birthmark."

"Butterfly?"

An Luo's ears turned red, and he put down his pants: "Well, it's a butterfly. It's been there since I was born, it's no big deal."

Everyone chatted around An Luo for a while, and then they returned to their workstations to start working.

An Luo also sat back on the chair, ready to turn on the computer.

At this moment, he saw Zhao Yiming sitting at the opposite station.

His expression seemed a little strange, he frowned slightly and stared at himself with complicated eyes.

An Luo couldn't help asking him, "What's wrong?"

Zhao Yiming quickly shook his head: "...No, it's nothing. Just? It's been a long time since I saw you, and I feel like you've lost weight."

An Luo: "Well... I don't have a good appetite recently."

In the past two months, Li Hanxiao didn't make many announcements, and almost always stayed with him at home.

The longer we get along, the more things like that will inevitably happen.

An Luo couldn't tell Li Hanxiao that it was different from five years ago, this kind of thing was no longer an enjoyment for him, but more like a nightmare that was hard to wake up from.

But he couldn't refuse Li Hanxiao.

He was in a relationship with Li Hanxiao, and he couldn't be dissatisfied with Li Hanxiao's normal needs just because he had experienced bad things.

Therefore, every time he finished, An Luo would not be able to eat for the whole day.

Over time, during the three months of recuperating, not only did he not gain weight, but he also lost a lot of weight.

Fortunately, Li Hanxiao will join the team next month, so she probably doesn't have that much time to do that kind of thing again.

Zhao Yiming was still staring at An Luo.

An Luo: "Is there something on my face?"

Zhao Yiming hesitated to speak, and it took a long time before he said, "Did you have that butterfly birthmark at birth?"

An Luo: "Well, what's wrong?"

Zhao Yiming shook his head: "It's nothing, I just think it's pretty good-looking. Haha. It's alright, alright, work hard, or Brother Yang will scold you."

He no longer looked at An Luo.

An Luo didn't think any more, turned on his computer, and got ready for work.

Hiding behind the computer screen, Zhao Yiming couldn't help but secretly glanced at An Luo again.

Then he carefully turned on the phone and found a movie in his collection.

The little shou inside had the same butterfly birthmark on the calf.

Zhao Yiming's mind was buzzing.

He originally thought that An Luo and this little subject were almost exactly the same in terms of body and voice.

But this kind of thing, he is also embarrassed to ask someone to prove it.

You can't ask An Luo yourself if you have ever made a film, right?

Besides, An Luo and his boss Yang Feng are friends, logically speaking, there should be no shortage of money to go to the sea to make a movie.

Zhao Yiming once thought that he had made a mistake. After all, he had never seen An Luo's face, and his voice and body shape could not explain anything. What if it was a coincidence.

But today, seeing the butterfly birthmark on An Luo's leg, he was completely dumbfounded.

So many coincidences piled up together... the suspicion in his heart once again popped up.

It can't really be the same person, can it?

Zhao Yiming's heart was like a kitten's paw scratching his heart, and he was restless all morning.

I always want to find a chance to try An Luo.

After all, this small subject is a plane ticket.

He has read countless films, and he has not found a second one that is better than him.

If An Luo is really the little shou in the movie, it means that An Luo is not as innocent and cute as he appears.

He's a slut at heart.

Then he might have a chance to have something happen with An Luo.

Zhao Yiming has been thinking about this all day.

In the blink of an eye, it's time to get off work.

As soon as Yang Feng left, Zhao Yiming immediately stood up, clapped his hands at the top of his voice, "Ai ai ai, didn't you say last time that you want to see that superb little subject?"

"Yeah, you didn't let it out for us to see."

Zhao Yiming glanced at An Luo, coughed twice: "Then I'll let you guys go now."

"Fuck, Zhao Yiming, you're not alone anymore. If you watch this in public in the office, aren't you afraid of being fired by the boss?"

"Isn't it okay if you don't sue me?"

Zhao Yiming started typing on the computer.

A group of men and women were overwhelmed with curiosity and squeezed over one after another.

Only An Luo sat on the chair alone.

Zhao Yiming: "An Luo, come here too."

An Luo shook his head: "...I, let me forget it, I don't like watching that."

A male colleague grabbed An Luo's neck and pulled him over.

"There's no man who wouldn't like it. Sister Wen loves a girl so much, don't be shy!"

An Luo was dragged abruptly to Zhao Yiming's computer.

They are engaged in art design, and the computer screen is much larger than usual. An Luo can clearly see that a video appeared on the screen.

The video is a bit blurry, and a young and beautiful omega can be vaguely seen lying on the bed.

The body is white and thin.

In contrast, there are several ugly and rude men around him...

Soon, omega's cry came.

An Luo only felt nauseated, and countless memories surged up, overlapping and blocking.

It hit his brain like a storm.

His breathing was short and anxious, and his eyes were already dyed red unconsciously.

His palms and back were covered with layers of fine cold sweat.

"Let me go……"

"Let me go... ah..."

"..."

The picture of the video is like a slow motion of a movie, every frame zooms in and rotates before his eyes...

An Luo finally couldn't hold it anymore, covered his mouth, and couldn't help retching.

Then, under the surprised eyes of everyone, he turned around and staggered towards the bathroom...

Zhao Yiming's eyes sank.

"vomit!"

The contents of the stomach were spat out, and physiological tears flowed out uncontrollably.

An Luo held the sink in pain, stood up straight, leaned his back against the cold wall, and panted forcefully with his mouth wide open.

"An Luo?"

Zhao Yiming came in from the door.

"Well, are you alright?"

An Luo turned around in a panic, rubbed his eyes quickly, and turned on the faucet as if to cover up something.

"It's okay, I just felt nauseous just now, sorry."

Zhao Yiming rubbed his hair apologetically.

"I'm the one to say I'm sorry, I didn't know you couldn't watch this. I thought you liked it."

An Luo shook his head.

Looking at An Luo's dodging eyes, Zhao Yiming understood everything in his heart.

The video he just played was not the little Shou with the butterfly birthmark.

Instead, pick one at random.

If that person had nothing to do with An Luo, he would never have reacted so violently.

Even if you can't watch this kind of film, you will just walk and avoid it, which can make An Luo show such a panic and uneasy expression...

It seems that An Luo is that little shou.

I guessed right.

Zhao Yiming's heart changed a little.

The eyes looking at An Luo unconsciously became playful.

You've made all those heavy-duty films, why are you pretending to be like this now?

An Luo didn't know what Zhao Yiming was thinking at the moment, An Luo felt a little uncomfortable in such a narrow space with someone he didn't know very well.

"Well, it's okay, I'll go first, see you tomorrow."

An Luo nodded at Zhao Yiming, and was about to leave.

Zhao Yiming suddenly stopped An Luo.

He took out a mobile phone from his pocket, and handed it to An Luo.

There is still a video on the phone.

It's just that it's not the one that was just played in the office.

Zhao Yiming clicked the play button.

An Luo's pupils froze for a moment.

He looked at Zhao Yiming in horror, and suddenly grabbed the phone.

Zhao Yiming hid back for a while, and slowly stuffed the phone into his pocket.

"An Luo, so you really made this kind of film. I usually see you quiet and quiet, but I didn't expect you to be this kind of person."

An Luo's eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, he kept shaking his head, trying to explain something: "No, I didn't... This is not me..."

Zhao Yiming took out his phone again and pointed to the butterfly birthmark that was exactly the same as An Luo.

"Then how do you explain this? It's actually very simple. You take off the mask and I'll make sure."

An Luo took two steps back, subconsciously covering his face.

Just such an action made Zhao Yiming confirm again.

He smiled: "Why are you so afraid, don't worry, I won't tell others about it, everyone will have a little past."

An Luo's chest rose and fell rapidly.

Zhao Yiming: "Actually, I just want to ask, do you want to try it with me?"

An Luo looked at Zhao Yiming stiffly.

"You can open the money as you like."

An Luo shook his head.

Zhao Yiming felt a little regretful: "Aren't you going to do it? I think you're very good at playing. I have a lot of your movies over there."