Officially unannounced [entertainment circle]

As if he had exhausted his courage for most of his life, You Yi held his breath nervously after saying these words.

He was so hot that he was even worried that Wen Cheng would hear his deafening heartbeat.

I don't know how long it took, when You Yi couldn't hold back and took a step forward slowly, finally heard Wen Cheng's soft response mixed with a sigh.

"I only have one pillow here."

You Yi, who had been rubbing her toes forward quietly, said without thinking, "I don't need a pillow!"

"There is only one quilt."

"I don't need to be punished either!"

Probably frightened by Youyi's request that seemed to have no bottom line, Wen Cheng sighed heavily, rolled himself into a silkworm baby and moved back, leaving a small space in front.

Originally, if Wen Cheng didn't move, You Yi would have dared to take small steps forward, but now that he saw the position Wen Cheng gave up, the child suddenly felt that the air around him was so heavy that he could barely lift his legs .

You Yi almost encouraged herself crazily in her heart, while carefully moving to the bed with her hot and feverish face.

Originally, Wen Cheng didn't back much distance, he was still well-behaved, his whole body was stiff and stuck tightly to the edge, wishing to hang most of his body outside.

Even so, he still felt the hot sweat on his back sticking tightly to his clothes, as if he could smell the woody and cold fragrance of Wen Cheng's body with just a breath.

Not to mention getting closer to Wen Cheng, he didn't even dare to breathe hard!

"... If you move it further, it will fall." The silkworm baby next to him reluctantly raised his arm, stretched out his hand from under the quilt, hooked it around Youyi's waist, and brought it to him...he couldn't move it.

——Youyi's stiff body was as uncooperative as a rock.

"Little fool," there was a trace of helpless smile in Wen Cheng's voice that he didn't even notice, "I'm running out of strength, do you want to move by yourself?"

They're all lying on the bed and they still talk like this...

The consequences can easily turn the thin-skinned children around into a small scorching furnace.

But the small stove moved in quietly and cautiously, so that his whole body could be stuck on the soft bed.

You Yi, who hadn't dared to breathe all this time, was about to breathe a sigh of relief when she suddenly felt heavy.

He stared blankly at the pure white quilt covering his chest.

——The silkworm baby is willing to share half of the quilt that wraps him, and gently puts it on You Yi's body.

Although it may be useless, the quilt wrapped by Wen Cheng for so long is still very cold, it seems that it is less than one-tenth of You Yi's self-heated body temperature.

Wen Cheng himself noticed it, he laughed softly with a hoarse voice: "You really don't need a quilt."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt the quilt on his body being gently pulled - getting closer, Wen Cheng could see You Yi's blushing face again.Now the red-faced cutie is pulling his quilt corners, lying straight, only his little head is turned a little towards him, those big eyes that seem to have turned into pure black in the darkness are looking at him earnestly .

He whispered out a word: "Yes."

Wen Cheng chuckled, took the other half of the quilt wrapped around him and moved towards him, and whispered, "Do you want that pillow?"

The "no bottom line" of entertainment before seems to be back again now, he didn't answer directly, but mustered up his strength, his heart beat like a drum, and with a desperate urge, he tilted his head in the direction of warmth——

Although all his strength was only a short distance of a few centimeters, he managed to make his hair rest on the pillow that Wen Cheng is currently resting on!

After doing such a 'big thing' on his own initiative, You Yi smiled at Wen Cheng with a bit of embarrassment.

Like a little rabbit stealing a bite of carrot.

Terribly cute.

Unable to hold back, Wen Cheng stretched out his hand and gently pinched the tip of his ear.

The cold touch made You Yi stretch out two hands subconsciously to wrap his palm tightly.

The temperature seemed to be able to burn all the way from the palm to the most vulnerable part of the heart, and Wen Cheng subconsciously wanted to escape.

However, his body was somewhat nostalgic for this rare heat, his fingertips curled up in the fiery palm, and he was greasy and reluctant to leave.

After a little hesitation like this, what Wen Cheng waited for was a warm body.

——The small stove that was taken into the bed by him opened his arms, and gently hugged him in the hot embrace.

As if there was some fragile and precious object in her arms, You Yi moved cautiously.

Even when he finally put his palm on Wen Cheng's icy back, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Brother," feeling the coldness in the bed slowly dissipating, strenuously propped up his arms, as if deliberately avoiding the blushing smile of You Yi who hugged him tightly, "It's not cold anymore."

Not only is it not cold anymore, Wen Cheng now only feels that even the breath on the side of his neck is scorching hot.

Burned to the bottom of the cold heart, it turned into the warmth of ironing.

It's like leaning on a deck chair on a sunny afternoon, basking in the sun comfortably, dispelling the haze in my heart little by little.

Just like the feeling of this little red fool in front of him.

Wen Cheng exhaled, opened his arms, and directly pressed and hugged the loosely wrapped arms of this entertainer.

You Yi, who was tightly attached to Wen Cheng's body, stagnated for breath, and the thick red quickly climbed up his neck, as if drinking a cup of wine that had been buried for a hundred years, burning him so much that he didn't know where it was.

——Until Wen Cheng murmured in his ear, waking him up instantly.

"My mom died when I was very young."

Holding a warm little sun in his arms, Wen Cheng whispered as if chatting casually: "That was probably when I was six or seven years old. My dad started to take on several jobs after that, being a father and a mother, and working outside He needs to be the boss who manages everything every day."

You Yi didn't speak, just hugged him like this, being a dutiful and silent listener.

"When we were young, our father-son relationship was really good. He remembered my birthday every year. He knew everything I liked. No matter how busy he was, he would go home and have dinner with me before eight o'clock in the evening. Even every parent in the school He will be there in person.”

"I can't use any example to show that he is not a good father." Wen Cheng sighed softly, "It's like I have no excuse to let him guard my mother's spiritual position for the rest of his life."

Although Wen Cheng's voice was still calm, the arm holding You Yi was slowly tightening unconsciously.

The warm palm that was originally motionless on Wen Cheng's back suddenly patted lightly, as if coaxing a child, but it was able to break Wen Cheng out of the dark mood that was about to fall.

"I actually know that after so many years after my mother passed away, there must be someone around him. After all, rich and widowed bachelors, there will still be a steady stream of people who will come to the self-recommendation pillow. I don't really care, even sometimes , I would also think that it would be nice if there is someone he likes to take care of him."

"I asked him before, as a joke, to ask him to find me a stepmother." Wen Cheng chuckled, "He told me that he would never remarry, and that he would only have one child in his life... It was many years later that I learned from the retired family doctor that he had a sterilization after my mother passed away, which was a surprise to me."

Hearing so many good things about her father from Wen Cheng's mouth, You Yi couldn't even imagine what would happen next, so that there would be a rift spanning ten years between the originally harmonious father and son.

Just by imagining it, You Yi felt sour in his heart, and wanted to hold the seemingly peaceful Wen Cheng tightly in his arms.

But Wen Cheng didn't continue to mention the matter with his father, but instead talked about his early movies.

"When I finished filming "Long Road", I felt the joy of filming for the first time. I couldn't wait to stay in the crew for the rest of my life. So after "Long Road" was finished, I spent the whole day I pestered my cousin to get me a new script, and finally chose a youth romance drama."

Hearing Youyi here, he couldn't help but let out a doubt: "Huh?"

After all, in the impression of a die-hard fan, Wen Cheng doesn’t have youth love works at all, and there are even few pure love themes in his movies. Among them, the same-sex theme movie with Jiang Lianghan is more famous .

Wen Cheng didn't seem to hear his confusion, and continued to speak slowly: "The heroine was still a well-known young actress at the time."

He said a name, and from You Yi's frowning expression, one could guess that he had no memory of the name at all.

The metabolism in the entertainment industry is too fast, and ten years of disappearance can completely make a popular niche completely disappear in the memory of newcomers.

"But she was really famous at the time, and she was one of the rare female stars with both acting skills and good looks," Wen Cheng emphasized, "I was a little nervous when I knew I was filming opposite her."

"After all, according to the script, I have a few intimate scenes with her... Relax, you're going to strangle me, cutie."

Hearing certain words, the conditioned reflex began to sour and he hurriedly relaxed his arms, but he didn't let go, and still hugged him—even though Wen Cheng relaxed his body after the initial hug, and only put his hands as if there was nowhere to put them It casually hangs on Youyi's waist.

"That was my first kiss scene."

You Yi, who had never filmed a kiss scene before, pursed her lips, thinking that it might not only be a warm and sincere first kiss on screen, but also reality... In her little mind, she had already started to act like a groundhog eating lemons.

But Wen Cheng murmured inaudibly: "I almost forgot about that kiss scene."

But that scene that passed away easily became a nightmare that occasionally surfaced in the past ten years, digging out all the memories he wanted to hide.

Before he could say anything, his fingertips began to tremble.

—but held tightly by a warm hand.

"It's okay bro," You Yi patted his back with one hand, and tightly held his fingertips with the other hand, repeating over and over again, "It's okay, if you don't want to mention these bad things, we won't..."

"That night, I saw that woman and my dad hugging and kissing and—"

Wen Cheng gently closed his eyes, and clenched his teeth tightly to restrain the rolling in his stomach.

That day happened to be the premiere of "Long Road". After the premiere, instead of going back to his apartment, he sneaked back home.He didn't tell his dad about the filming, because he knew that his father always wanted him to go into business, and if he heard that he went to filming, he might want to break his leg.So he kidnapped his cousin Lin Jingke and went into the water, keeping his father a secret.

At that time, Wen Jianming was preparing for the branch office in Jiangjing City. He was so busy day and night that he couldn't care about Wen Cheng who was studying abroad.

Maybe it was fate, it made Wen Cheng choose to confess to Wen Jianming on that day. After all, the movie's premiere was well received, and Wen Cheng felt that he also had the capital to negotiate with his father.

As a result, he excitedly pushed away the house that Wen Jianming bought in Jiangjing that day——

"...But I saw the actress who was filming the kiss scene with me in the morning, lying under my father."

Wen Cheng slowly uttered this thing that he had never told anyone word by word.

"Before that, I always thought that I really didn't mind how many lovers my dad had outside, and I could even accept that they were my age. But when I really... I felt disgusted."

"From that actress, to my father, and even myself, I feel..."

The warm words could not be finished.

——You Yi, whose eyes were flushed, suddenly leaned forward and pressed his lips tightly.