Actor's Secret Love [Entertainment]

It is now late December, and the temperature in Zhantai City has dropped below ten degrees, but the temperature in the greenhouse is much higher than outside, and Zhanyu is even a little hot inside wearing a coat.

This greenhouse was beyond his expectation, and Uncle Zhong's words shocked him even more.

Are the roses in front of you planted by Shen Cong'an?

Looking at the roses in front of Zhanyu, Zhanyu couldn't imagine that Shen Cong'an, who was polite and slightly obsessed with cleanliness, bent over here to dig the soil or weed for the sake of planting flowers.

Uncle Zhong saw his astonishment, and said from the side: "The young master really planted the flowers, and he usually takes care of them. When I have work to go out, I will replace them."

Listening to what he said, Zhanyu suddenly remembered the bouquet of Fendra roses placed by the bedroom window when she stayed here for the first time.

He remembered that when he and Shen Cong'an came back from watching the sunrise on the mountain the next day, he inadvertently found that the bouquet of roses by the window seemed to have changed, the position of the vase had been moved, and there were new drops of water on the petals. I thought Uncle Zhong sprayed the petals with water again, but now I think it must be a new flower.

Suddenly remembering, Zhanyu asked Uncle Zhong for confirmation.

"Young master Xiaoyu is really careful, indeed he changed the flowers." Uncle Zhong replied with a smile, looking at the carefully maintained flowers in the greenhouse, "On the day you came here, the bouquet in the room was picked by the young master himself. The young master said he hoped you would You can see what you like as soon as you wake up."

From his words, Zhan Yu seemed to see Shen Cong'an picking the flowers by himself, and then putting them in the bedroom waiting for him to move in.

Fendra rose, this is my favorite flower.

Now Uncle Zhong brought him here to see, because he wanted to tell himself that the roses in this greenhouse were all planted by Shen Cong'an for him?

The answer seemed obvious, but he still felt a little unbelievable.

"... These," Zhanyu took a deep breath, trying to calm down his heart for a while, "are they all planted for me?"

Uncle Zhong nodded, with the same smile on his face, looking at Zhanyu's eyes with a hint of affection from the elders, he said unhurriedly: "Of course, except for Young Master Xiaoyu, there is no one else who can make the young master spend so much time on it." .”

Zhanyu has never planted flowers, and he doesn't know much about flowers. He doesn't know how much thought these flowers need to spend, so he can only ask the old man in front of him for help.

"The young master has no experience. It was inevitable that there would be some troubles at the beginning. A lot of plants were damaged, but then they got better. I remember that the young master has a book recording the growth of roses. It is in the cabinet over there. If you are interested, you can bring it. Take a look." Uncle Zhong pointed to the rest area in the corner, and then joked, "Maybe I'll have to rely on you to take care of it in the future."

Zhan Yu didn't care about the joke, his mind was on these flowers at the moment, and he asked, "How long has he been planting, brother Shen?"

Uncle Zhong looked at the roses in front of him, and said with nostalgia, "It took almost two and a half years from the time we built this greenhouse to when they bloomed."

Two and a half years... This is not a very long time, but it is not a short time either.

Zhanyu wanted to say that he and Shen Cong'an had known each other for only a few months, so how could they own a greenhouse that was built more than two years ago?

But he didn't say it out, he felt that there seemed to be something he had overlooked, and he needed to sort it out.

Seeing his silence, Uncle Zhong misunderstood his meaning and said, "Master Xiaoyu, I brought you here not to put pressure on you, I hope you don't misunderstand."

Zhanyu didn't expect him to be misunderstood, and quickly explained: "There is nothing, I'm just...too surprised."

Uncle Zhong smiled gently and continued: "With the character of the young master, he may not say many things, but as someone who has taken care of him for many years, I will inevitably be a little selfish and want to do something for him. I hope you don't mind." .”

Zhan Yu nodded, indicating that he understood.

Based on his understanding of Shen Cong'an, Shen Cong'an should let himself know of the existence of this greenhouse one day, but he may not tell himself how much time and effort he has spent in it.

Zhan Yu once read a sentence in a certain book - there are many people who are willing to send you flowers, but few people are willing to plant flowers for you.

Shen Cong'an is the one who is willing to plant flowers for himself.

Shen Cong'an said before that he didn't need to give him anything, because having himself was the luckiest thing for him.

But Zhan Yu actually did not agree with his statement.

For Zhanyu, feelings should be mutual. Shen Cong'an wants to treat him well, and he also holds Shen Cong'an. Because he likes it, he wants to cherish it.

Not only did he not mind Uncle Zhong's actions, he even felt grateful.

After thanking Uncle Zhong, Zhan Yubiao didn't want to stay alone in the conservatory for a while, so Uncle Zhong nodded and left first.

After Uncle Zhong left, Zhanyu bent down in front of the row of roses closest to her, and reached out to touch one of the buds.

The soft touch of the petals came from the fingertips, and it was still a little wet, which should be the reason for spraying water in the morning.

There is a sunshade in the left corner of the entrance to the greenhouse. Under the umbrella are sinks, tables, chairs and small lockers. Under the cabinets are tools for planting flowers.

This should be the place where Cong An used to rest after work.

Zhanyu sat down on the white chair, and his eyes fell on the two photo frames on the side locker.

One of the photos in the photo frame is a flower bud of Fendra, and the other is a Fendra that has already bloomed, both dated last year.

Zhanyu recalled that Uncle Zhong said that Shen Cong'an had recorded the growth process of these flowers, and he was quite curious, so he stretched out his hand to open the drawer of the locker to look for it.

There are several books in the first drawer, all of which are about rose cultivation. The books are a bit old, and the lower right corner is slightly curled up, which should be due to frequent reading.

The record book mentioned by Uncle Zhong was in the second drawer. It was a notebook with a black cover. When Zhanyu opened it, he saw the words "Shen Cong'an" on the title page.

He recognized Shen Cong'an's handwriting, stopped his fingers on the handwriting, and stroked it lightly before turning to the next page.

July 20, 7XX (Sunny)

Fendra cut 200 plants for the first time.

July 20, 7xx (sunny)

There was no movement.

July 20, 7xx (sunny)

There was no movement.

July 20, 7xx (sunny)

There was no movement.

……

July 20, 7xx (overcast to cloudy)

There was no movement.

July 20, 7xx (light rain)

There was no movement.

The record book was originally dated in July of the previous year. Zhanyu couldn't help but curl his lips when he saw the long row of "no movement" on the first page, and continued to turn to the second page.

The words "no movement" were still on the second page, and there was no change until August 8rd.

July 20, 8xx (sunny)

There is movement;

Watering too much, drowned 32 plants, a mistake.

Seeing the word "mistake" in the back, Zhanyu couldn't help laughing for a while, as if seeing Shen Cong'an frowning and writing down the line record, after laughing, his heart felt a little sour again.

Since planting the Fendra roses on July 7, Shen Cong'an came to see their growth every day. He waited for nearly a month, but before the cuttings germinated, he found that he had raised 7 plants to death.

Was he sad?

Zhanyu thought in a daze, the fingers holding the notebook unconsciously exerted some strength, and his eyes fell on the next line of records.

July 20, 8xx (sunny)

200 plants were interpolated.

Zhanyu flipped through the record book page by page. These records were actually very simple, but looking at them, he seemed to see every detail of Shen Cong'an's care for the roses from the records.

The first batch of Fendra roses successfully survived 126 plants. After Shen Congan gained experience, he replanted the cuttings twice until the greenhouse was full.

The record books are up to last May, when the roses first bloomed.

July 20, 5XX

Flowering.

The date matches the time in the frame.

Zhan Yu sat on the chair and read through the contents of the record book carefully, his eyes resting on the last record.

He thought of the flowers that Shen Cong'an gave him on the day of the school's anniversary performance, and subconsciously felt that they came from this greenhouse.

Thinking of Shen Cong'an rushing back from home that day and not forgetting to bring his favorite flowers with him, and these flowers were planted by Shen Cong'an himself, he felt his heart so hot, and all kinds of emotions collided in his heart, There is emotion, joy, and sadness.

No matter from his family background or his own ability, Shen Cong'an is like a proud son of heaven. How much does a person like him like himself, so he bends down to play with these flower branches and soil in this greenhouse?

He started preparing these flowers two years ago, so when did he start liking himself?Also two years ago?Or longer?

If this is really the case, then the "love at first sight" he said when he confessed his confession, is actually not what he understood at all, right?

"Well--"

The mobile phone at hand vibrated, indicating that there was new news, which brought back Zhanyu's thoughts.

He closed the notepad in his hand, took the phone and slid open the screen lock, and found that it was Shen Cong'an who replied to his WeChat.

[Brother Shen: I just finished filming the scene in the morning, so my reply is late. 】

[Brother Shen: The flowers are paid monthly, so it would be a waste if you don't give them away, Xiaoyu doesn't need to care about this. 】

When Zhanyu saw the word "monthly subscription", he was speechless at first, and then laughed again. He no longer knew what to say about Shen Cong'an. The flowers were obviously grown by himself, but he even gave such a bad excuse as monthly subscription.

However, he could somewhat guess Shen Cong'an's psychology. If the other party didn't tell him, it must be because he didn't want to put pressure on him with these things.

So he didn't take the initiative to mention it, put the notebook back in the drawer, got up and left the greenhouse.

Aunt Tan prepared a lot of Zhanyu's favorite dishes. After lunch, Zhanyu was not in a hurry to go home, but went to the piano room on the top floor.

He stayed in the piano room all afternoon and wrote a new piece of music.

This new song represents love, and Zhan Yu named it - Fendra's Romantic.

The moment the piece was finished, he let go of the pen, took his mobile phone and called his manager, Sister Yu, and told her that he would add a new piece to next year's concert.

After the call, he sent a message to Shen Cong'an, wanting to borrow the other party's computer to make the newly written piece into an electronic score.

This time Shen Cong'an replied quickly, telling him that there is a computer in the study downstairs, and he can use everything at home as he pleases, without asking.

Zhanyu looked at the message sent by Shen Cong'an with a smile in his eyes, and replied him with an emoji of "What a da" and turned off the silent mode, then went downstairs with the newly written song.

Shen Cong'an's computer was running very fast, and it took only a few seconds to turn it on. Zhanyu entered the lock screen password to enter the homepage of the computer, and was about to download the stave making software first.

He pressed the newly written song under the keyboard, and as soon as the mouse moved over the browser icon, his eyes were attracted by a folder under the browser.

The name of the folder is "Hengyuan Shengshi-Taoyuan New Village Tourist Area Development Project".

"Hengyuan Shengshi" is Wei's company, and "Taoyuan New Village" is Wei Qiurong's tourism project.

Why is Wei Qiurong's project here?

Zhanyu was taken aback for a moment, then what Li Qing said earlier flashed through his mind.

"His tourism project in the western suburbs has been in trouble recently. It is said that someone from above has issued an order, and now the investigation is serious."

"Someone up there teased him."

"Above Yancheng."

Yancheng...

Zhan Yu recalled Shen Huaining's disclosure of his relationship with Tan Hagi on Weibo before, and his and Shen Cong'an's family background was exposed at that time.

The Shen family in Yancheng, a family with great say in both official and business affairs.

Zhan Yu remembered that before he broke up with Wei Qiurong, the "Taoyuan New Village" project was progressing smoothly. Li Qing said that the time when someone joined this project was after he broke up with Wei Qiurong... No, to be more precise , after Shen Congan found out that he and Wei Qiurong had broken up.

A conjecture gradually emerged in his mind, and Zhanyu hesitated for a while while holding the hand of the mouse, before moving to the "Taoyuan New Village" folder.

It was eerily quiet in the study.

Zhanyu double-clicked the mouse, and at the same time, the mobile phone in his hand suddenly rang, and the call came quickly and urgently.

He turned his head and saw the word "Brother Shen" displayed on the screen.