Little Prince [Entertainment]

I thought it would be difficult to fall asleep.Xian Ziyu closed her eyes, but as if being pulled by an inexplicable force, she fell into a dream in an instant.

He had restless dreams.There is a lingering sound of rain in my ears, sometimes near and sometimes far away, but it is endless, as if it will never end.

The surrounding was damp and dark, he seemed to be in some kind of cramped cave, and he could touch the uneven stone walls with his hands.The cold penetrated into the joints of the bones, and it was painful.He heard someone talking, the volume was very low, and it was intermittently covered by the sound of rain, so he couldn't hear clearly.

"Don't be afraid...don't be afraid..."

The scene changed suddenly.

There is a warm fire in the room, and the incense is light and elegant.A tall figure in black night clothes suddenly broke in and stopped in front of him.What followed was a cold wind, with a strong smell of blood in the wind.

The gesture of the man kneeling on one knee seemed familiar, with his right hand pressed against his chest, like a gesture of allegiance.

His breath trembled, and he said something in a low voice.

Xian Ziyu tried hard to recognize his appearance, but she still couldn't see clearly, and could only vaguely hear the last sentence.

"From now on, I'm yours."

The resounding voice fell to my heart, and it was so hot that I couldn't help trembling.

Xian Ziyu suddenly wanted to cry, struggled to wake up, and found that the pillow had already been wet a lot.

His back was covered with sweat, and his pajamas were sticking to his body, which was uncomfortably wet.He took off the wet blindfold, and saw himself still lying in the familiar hut, quietly.There was a faint sound of people outside, it seemed that the aunt who bought breakfast was scrambling to get out of the stall.

He raised his arms to cover his eyes, and lay down on the bed with a long sigh of relief.After being relieved, he got up, took a shower and came back to change into dry clothes.

The sky was bright, but the dark and cold shadows in the dream could not be dispelled no matter what.

He stood by the bed, dried his hair silently, and stared blankly at the swaying branches outside the window for a while.After withdrawing his gaze, he wrote a Weibo.

“@贤子玉: In my dream, I dream of a dream that I can’t wake up from.”

**

Xian Ziyu is a character who doesn't want to stay at home.After breakfast, he went out. He spent the whole day in the library, and along the way, he found a book that he wanted but was reluctant to buy.

There are four books in the set, and there is only the first book in the library, but it is better than nothing.At dinner, he got off the bus with the borrowed book in his arms. Just as he reached the entrance of the village, he stopped abruptly and blinked in confusion.

The model gentleman I met in the elevator yesterday...why is he here!

Lian Di was waiting for him under the stone archway at the entrance of the village.

A wind passed by, and the copper bell hanging under the eaves tinkled.During dinner time, there were many pedestrians passing by, and the sound was noisy.But he still accurately recognized Xian Ziyu's footsteps.

The memorized footsteps stopped hesitantly within two meters of him.After a few seconds, she started getting further and further away from him.

Lian Di raised his head, his eyes quickly fixed on a Xian Ziyu who was too embarrassed inside and tried to ignore him and sneaked around, and followed him with strides.

He didn't hide his meaning at all, and even stepped up intentionally or unintentionally.Walking all the way to Sister Yun's noodle restaurant, Xian Ziyu could no longer pretend not to notice the person following behind her, so she stopped helplessly and turned around.

"Why are you following me?"

As soon as he saw him, no matter how much Lian Di said, his throat was blocked.After holding back for a long time, he gave a lame answer, "I...know you."

"..."

Xian Ziyu filtered his words in his mind, trying to understand, "You mean, are you my fan?"

Lian Di was inspired by him and accepted the statement without any obstacles, "Yes. I am your fan."

Xian Ziyu couldn't believe it: "But when we met yesterday, you still asked me what my name is."

"..."

Lian Di was really not good at lying, so he couldn't answer for a while.

But he's good at deadpan.This kind of demeanor is easy to be understood into various meanings, and in Xian Ziyu's eyes at this time, it is a little more embarrassing and helpless.

It seems to be asking too directly.Thinking about it, if I see an actor I like, I might be so excited that I can't know what to say.

Perhaps he is also like this, which is why he behaves so strangely.You asked that because it was unbelievable to meet you suddenly?

Xian Ziyu cleared her throat, wanting to save the embarrassing situation, and asked in a half-joking tone, "Then do you know my name now?"

Lian Di nodded, counted out several names, and finally said, "Xian Ziyu."

"What are those in front?" It sounded very familiar.

"You said you had a lot of names," he said. "That's all I remember."

"...Ah." Xian Ziyu was slightly taken aback.

At that time, he was going to casually say the name of the character he had played.But he didn't really want to lie, so he said this to prevaricate.

He remembers the names of the characters he played so clearly, he must be a real fan, right?

Xian Ziyu's heart jumped up quietly, and even the eyes she looked at her fans softened a lot.Seeing the small restaurant at Sister Yun's house not far away, he took the initiative to invite, "Do you want to have dinner together?"

I came to see him specially, I can't let him stand here hungry and chat.

After speaking, he looked at Lian Di, and added, "If you... don't dislike him."

The person in front of him was dressed in a neat suit, without even the slightest wrinkle in his outfit, which obviously didn't go well with the small streets here. He must be the kind of person who often goes to high-end restaurants.

There are still such elites among her fans, Xian Ziyu suddenly feels that Bel has face, and her little vanity is greatly satisfied.I even feel that even if I am rejected, it is justifiable and I will not be too angry.

But Lian Di didn't, instead his eyes lit up, "Okay."

Sister Yun's restaurant is not big, but it is well organized.There are not too many fancy decorations on the wall, only the menu price list is hung.The wooden tables and chairs were wiped clean and tidy.Even the number plates on the table are neatly arranged, facing the same direction.It makes people feel at ease.

"Come and sit here."

Xian Ziyu sat down at the small table where she used to eat, and handed him the menu, "Are there any foods you avoid? See what you like to eat. Don't think this shop is a bit small, Sister Yun's craftsmanship is very good."

Lian Di took it over, but didn't look at it much, "Do you have any recommendations?"

"There are two snacks that I particularly like."

"Then order what you like."

After he finished speaking, he felt that his tone was a bit blunt, and added, "...just, that's fine. I want to be like you."

"it is good."

Seeing his nervous look, Xian Ziyu wanted to laugh for no reason, stood up and walked to the counter, "Wait for me."

Lian Di's palms were soaked in sweat.He sat by the window and looked up quietly, and saw Xian Ziyu leaning against the counter to order food, greeting the proprietress with a warm and sincere smile.Even the arc of the corner of the mouth is exactly the same as the person in memory.

A little dazed for a while.

Last night, the Xian Ziyu he saw was wearing a blindfold.

just in case.What if the information given by Mu Changchuan goes wrong?

What if the sleeping person I saw last night wasn't him at all?

Although the sand sculpture is a little bit, but it is still acceptable to use it to deceive oneself and find an excuse to meet again.

After ordering the meal and sitting down, Xian Ziyu asked him with a smile, "Have you not told me your name yet? You can't let me call you 'fan fan' all the time."

He retracted his gaze, lowered his eyes and said in a low voice, "Liandi."

"Lian Di."

Xian Ziyu nodded and repeated it earnestly, feeling as if he had seen this name before.

But the doubt was only for a moment, and he turned to ask something more curious, "How do you know that I live here?"

"I... knew you were interviewing that day." Lian Di said, "I read your resume."

"Ah." Xian Ziyu was stunned, but she didn't feel any obvious displeasure at him asking about her personal information privately.

Lian Di felt at ease.

The hot wontons were on the table, and the two chatted while eating.

Xian Ziyu's daily life can be called monotonous, except for eating and drinking, there is only work.He himself is not a person who can chat, and the topics he can find revolve around the past life of the crew.

But Lian Di answered the conversation very well, as if he knew his acting career in the short few years very well, he could chat a few words in any drama, and even remembered the lines of some characters.

Seeing the person opposite him as one of the bullet screens of his late-night live broadcast, Xian Ziyu looked at him again, and couldn't help but feel a lot more cordial.It seems that it is not so difficult to communicate with people face to face.

Lian Di breathed a sigh of relief when he noticed the change in his attitude.

He came here after get off work today without telling anyone.

After all, it was difficult to let go of his heart. He missed work all day and watched all the works that Xian Ziyu has appeared in so far at 32 times speed. He came to find someone when he was fully prepared.

The homework done in advance really came in handy, Lian Di secretly rejoiced in his heart.There is no obstacle in accepting his new identity as a "little fan".

While eating wontons, his attention was always diverted towards the opposite side.

Xian Ziyu still wore a sweater today, a clean blue color that matched her complexion very well.The sleeves are a bit long, covering half of the palm.The cuffs are tucked away, covering the wrists, making it impossible to see what's underneath.

Lian Di felt a little lost, and asked in a low voice, "You really don't know me?"

As soon as he said it, Xian Ziyu also remembered the feeling of deja vu just now.Putting down the spoon and looking carefully, he suddenly showed a shocked expression, "I seem to really have an impression of you."

Lian Di's heart, which had just relaxed, hung high again.

Xian Ziyu said, "Are you...Hua Xing, Lian Yi's company?"

He had seen Lian Di, the son of Lian Yi, the chairman of Huaxing's board of directors, a well-known second-generation star in the entertainment industry when he was flipping through magazines long ago.

What was the title of that entertainment report?

"In the old days, the playboy's temperament changed suddenly, and Huaxing Entertainment has a successor"?

So that's what he said.

The tense emotions were covered by loss again, Lian Di sighed in his heart, nodded to admit his current identity, "I am."

"and many more."

Xian Ziyu looked at him, feeling that something was missing, so she suddenly stretched out her fingertips and wiped under the corners of his eyes.

A layer of concealer was wiped off by the soft and warm fingertips, revealing the covered light red tear mole.

This subtle change makes his whole temperament completely different, which is why he looks exactly like the person in the magazine.

"..."

Lian Di was stunned, forgot how to react for a moment, and let him "remove his makeup" for himself.

Xian Ziyu couldn't hold it back, and laughed, "President Lian, you have a lot of burdens."

The author has something to say: Lian Di: I have a heavy burden.