Officially unannounced [entertainment circle]

Because of the reassuring atmosphere around him, the exhaustion accumulated for several days finally rushed up. .

——After getting into the car, You Yi quietly hooked Wen Cheng's fingertips and fell asleep.

But when he slept, his back was straight, and even the driver in the front seat didn't notice.

Still Wen Cheng quietly raised his hand and let out a 'shh'.

Then he put the back of his hand next to Youyi's forehead, and gave him support when he was drowsy and his little head was biting.

Just like that, with a smile in his eyes, he supported him all the way.

The middle-aged taxi driver saw the intimacy between the two people through the rearview mirror of the car, probably at this age, even if he saw the sweetness of strangers, he felt somewhat relieved in his heart .

When the two arrived at their destination, he sighed softly: "You and your little boyfriend have such a good relationship."

Wen Cheng glanced sideways at You Yi, who was still still awake, and smiled and whispered, "Thank you."

……

You Yi was probably really too tired. Not only did he not wake up when Wen Cheng carried him on his back, but he also hugged his neck very naturally, and even rubbed his cheek unconsciously against his neck.

He almost made Wen Cheng angry.

That is to say, You Yi is sleeping soundly now, if it is such a rebellious thing when he is sober, he would not even dare to think about it.If he knew that he was being carried by Wen Cheng, he would probably give Princess Wen Cheng all the way home as compensation.

In fact, Youyi does sometimes have a cute and silly look that makes people laugh and cry.

"Is that how you chase people?" Knowing that the child can't hear anything now, Wen Cheng still scolded in a low voice, "On the first day when you said you were going to chase, did you ask your pursuer to carry you home?"

"Mr. Wen?" The little security guard at the gate was startled when he recognized him, and quickly walked up to him to help, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay." Wen Cheng replied in a low voice, and refused the security guard's help without any trace, "I'm asleep, I can do it myself."

"what……"

But it's still quite a distance from Wen Cheng's house?

As if seeing the security guard's uncertainty, Wen Cheng joked, "It's okay, if I can't carry it on my back, I'll just throw it on the road for him. If you pick it up during your patrol in the middle of the night, just send it home for me."

The security guard was amused by him, and retreated tactfully: "Then Mr. Wen should go to bed earlier."

Although Wen Cheng said so, he still carried You Yi home step by step seriously.

What's more, You Yi didn't seem to have changed much at first glance, but the more than half a month of supplementary filming still made him thin into an empty shell with no appearance, and he seemed to be weightless when he picked it up with one hand.

He carefully placed this beautiful paper doll on the bed. The mattress and quilt were specially selected by Wen Cheng, and they were so soft that people could fall asleep quickly.

But in his sleep, Youyi still turned sideways uncomfortably, and even twisted a small twist of his brow.

Wen Cheng raised his hand and poked his cheek, and asked softly, "Uncomfortable?"

You Yi naturally didn't answer him, his frowning brows were loosened quietly after smelling the familiar mint smell on the quilt, curled up into a ball, and fell asleep hugging a corner of the quilt.

"Stupid." Wen Cheng smiled lightly and tapped the tip of his nose, then yawned himself.

His recent work and rest time has become more and more regular under the reminder of You Yi, and he has already fallen asleep at this time.

Wen Cheng stood up from the bed, turned his sore shoulders—although he himself felt that entertainment was just a piece of paper, but the feedback from his body still reminded him that he was an adult man—and walked to the transparent wardrobe.

Hanging in the corner was a set of new pajamas that had just been washed, probably influenced by Youyi's little rabbit pajamas, and this pajamas also had two long gray ears hanging down on the shoulders.

"Go to bed after changing your clothes." Wen Cheng pinched the tip of You Yi's ear and whispered, "I'll change it for you if you don't get up?"

You Yi twisted and twisted her head into the quilt, but did not move.

Although Wen Cheng said that he would help him change his clothes, he actually didn't have the habit of taking care of others.He grabbed Youyi's clothes and hesitated for two seconds, not knowing whether he should pull the hem of the clothes up first, or pull the cuffs to let his arms out first.

Although Yu Yi who was asleep was well-behaved, she couldn't be called cooperative, and Wen Cheng himself was very careful not to wake him up.In the end, he didn't even feel it when he came back, but he hurriedly changed his clothes and forced himself to blush.

——Wen Cheng suddenly missed the shirt You Yi wore on stage, the dark gold buttons must have been easily undone.

"I don't care about you." Wen Cheng looked at the basically unchanged sweater on You Yi, and let out a breath of steam, "Just wake up."

Speaking of Wen Cheng, he raised his hand and hugged You Yi in his arms, and when You Yi was in a daze, he quickly pulled his clothes up and took them off neatly.

If it wasn't for the thin blush on the base of his ears, he would still look like an upright gentleman by himself.

Before he had time to take the pajamas over, the boy who was crooked in his arms leaned against him according to the inertia, and the wound that had been secretly hidden for several days pierced Wen Cheng's eyes directly in this way—— Out of a heart full of sourness.

The bruising on the back actually didn't hurt much anymore, but it was even scarier to look at than when it hurt You Yi so much that he could only sleep on his stomach.

The more serious ones were around the shoulders and waist. The redness and swelling hadn't gone away, but a few small blisters appeared again.

It hurts to look at.

However, during this period of time when Youyi called, he always said that he had adapted to everything and was fine, and this turned out to be his testimony that nothing happened.

I don't know how this silly boy endured it.

You Yi buried his cheek in Wen Cheng's shoulder and slept soundly. It didn't seem important to him to leave this shocking scar on his body. He still slept when he should, and ate as much as he wanted.

"You still have the nerve to sleep." Wen Cheng muttered in a low voice, but he carefully supported You Yi's arm, trying to lie down in a position so that he would not touch the red and swollen blisters on his body.

Then before You Yi had time to frown, he quickly dragged the medicine box out from under the bed.

As soon as he opened it, the first thing that came into his sight were all kinds of sleeping pills that he had forgotten for a long time. After a pause, Wen Cheng raised his hand and threw those small medicine bottles into the trash can.

Although Wen Cheng has no experience in caring for people to sleep, he is surprisingly good at dealing with this kind of trauma.Besides, he has acted in many movies, and during the filming process, there are seldom times when he is unscathed, and scratches are inevitable.

"Ah," after dealing with the blisters on You Yi's body, Wen Cheng also gave up putting the rabbit ear pajamas he picked out on this silly boy.He slowly covered the child with the quilt, tapped his forehead lightly, and muttered softly, "I don't know who is chasing whom."

You Yi hugged the quilt and turned over, he didn't know what was in his sleep, there was a small upward curve hanging from the corner of his mouth.

Seeing it tenderly and itchy, he pinched his sleeping face.

With such an itchy hand, Wen Cheng sat by the bed and stayed there for another 10 to [-] minutes, until he had had enough fun for the time being, then he yawned and prepared to go to the sofa to make do for the night.

As soon as he stood up, a small note fell out of nowhere and rolled to the ground following his movements.

Wen Cheng glanced at You Yi who was sleeping sweetly on the bed, and curiously bent over to pick up the note.

The note must have been opened and folded repeatedly, and the creases are clearly located, making it seem that this small piece of white paper that was torn from nowhere is too fragile.

As soon as it unfolded, Wen Cheng saw Youyi's beautiful small square font.

——It is exactly the same as the font that You Yi signed for Mrs. Jiang.

However, the difference from the special paper signed by Jiang Taifa on the Internet is that the content on this paper is obviously much more, and there are traces of deliberate deletion and modification in many places.

For example, many other titles were crossed out in front of the word 'Wen Cheng' at the beginning.

Wen Cheng took this piece of paper, looked at it, and walked slowly towards the sofa.

[Wen Cheng, what I want to say today may not be a secret to you anymore.But the sentence I said today that I like you is probably a little bit more than you imagined.After all, liking you has probably run through most of my time so far, and even this timeline will be extended forever and infinitely.

From a long time ago, when I was still ignorant of this word, you have been carefully hidden in my heart. At that time, I liked you, worshiped you and dreamed of being another you.You gave me a dream and became the light I chased.

Then I met you.

You really appeared in my life, sweeter than all the dreams I have ever had.The real you overthrows all the paper-like rigid assumptions I have made about you. You are ten thousand times more gentle and beautiful than all of my imagination.

You are so nice, of course, let my liking slowly infiltrate the inseparable delusion.

You gave me a dream long ago, and now you are my dream again.

I am gradually dissatisfied with being your little fan. I want to hold your hand, hug and kiss you, really own the key to your house, share your other half of the bed, and spend a year with you Another year of spring, summer, autumn and winter.

I seem to be less cute after hiding so many thoughts.

But Wen Cheng's lovely family still dreams of one day quietly adding an adjective to the name 'Wen Cheng'.

Amusement.

The warmth and sincerity of entertainment. 】

...Although the last few sentences were crossed out by You Yi for some reason.

After crossing it out, the child carefully annotated in light-colored handwriting as if writing a thesis next to it:

[After reading it once, I feel that this is really a shameless Arabian Nights.Dreams still have to be realized step by step in a down-to-earth manner. It is too unreasonable to suddenly come up and intend to occupy the sovereignty. 】

Wen Cheng's chest was originally full of complex emotions due to this 'confession draft paper', and just felt a little soreness at the tip of his nose, when he looked down and saw this sentence, he couldn't hold back a chuckle.

Sure enough, he is still very cute.

Wen Cheng raised his head and looked at the beautiful young man who occupied his entire bed and was sleeping obediently while clutching the quilt.

It seems that just looking at it, there is a steady stream of warm currents rushing to the heart, a heart is tightly and seamlessly wrapped, warm and comfortable.

He is so in love.

...while still being firmly pursued by her lover.