"Yue Ze, oh my goodness... my ancestor, why are you running to the door without shoes again!"
A slightly sharp voice came from inside the villa, breaking the awkward atmosphere outside the door.
As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Xinluo saw a man with a head full of yellow hair, with his index finger raised and a pair of slippers in hand, running out in a hurry.
When he saw Tang Xinluo, a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes.
However, when his eyes fell on the plastic bag in Tang Xinluo's hand and he saw the ingredients in the bag, he was instantly relieved.
"You are the Miss Tang that Yue Ze mentioned, right? Come on, Miss Tang, please come in. You are finally here... If you don't come again, I'm really afraid that our Yue Ze will tear down the house!"
It turns out that this "sissy" is called Chen Ji, whose English name is Blank, and he is Yue Ze's agent.
Tang Xinluo had never heard of the name Chen Ji, but the name Blank was well-known to her.
"So you are Blank... Nice to meet you." Tang Xinluo was boiling water to cook noodles.
Blank was cutting fruit beside her with his fingers raised.
To be precise, it is not about cutting the fruit, but carving patterns on the peel.
Anyway, it's done very carefully.
"Oh, it's nothing... Everyone in the industry knows my name, Blank. Miss Tang, my Yue Ze told me about your situation. As for me, I never care how Yue Ze takes a role, as long as he likes it. It's just... this..."
Blank's voice became lower and lower as he spoke, and at the end he deliberately looked out the door.
Seeing that Yue Ze didn't come over, he quickly put down the fruit knife in his hand and leaned close to Tang Xinluo's ear.
"Ms. Tang, let me ask you... Did our Yue Ze just confess his love to you?"
Tang Xinluo was about to wash the vegetables, and when she heard his words, she almost broke the vegetables in her hand.
"Mr. Chen, what happened just now is not what you think. Yue Ze and I..."
"Stop, stop, stop—let me make it clear that you are not allowed to call me by my Chinese name. Call me Blank, OK?"
Chen Ji, oh no, it’s Blank who seems to mind people calling him by his Chinese name.
He lowered his voice and raised his orchid finger to his mouth: "Miss Tang, you don't have to hide it from me. I know our Yue Ze doesn't have that kind of intention towards you, but... well, let me tell you this, our Yue Ze, he... he has a problem here."
Blank pointed to his left heart with his index finger.
"Yue Ze... has a heart disease?"
"It's not a heart disease, it's... a psychological disorder."
Blank hesitated, "Ms. Tang, this matter was originally a secret and should not be told to others. But now, you are the key person in treating Yue Ze's psychological disorder, so... Well, anyway, this is the case."
It turns out that Yue Ze was born into a very wealthy family since childhood.
However, his parents were busy and neglected to take care of him.
When he was a child, Yue Ze became more and more taciturn, until later, he was diagnosed with autism.
Although Yue Ze's family is wealthy, this disease cannot be cured simply by spending money.
What finally helped Yue Ze gradually come out of the shadows was acting.
Because of this, families like Yue Ze's did not object to him becoming an artist.
Because he was immersed in one virtual world after another, his closed personality finally awakened slowly.
Because of this, no matter what role he plays, Yue Ze can perform it vividly.
But later, Blank gradually realized that something was wrong.
After finishing each filming, Yue Ze would often lock himself in the room.
It may take as short as three months or as long as half a year. It takes a long period of silence before you can gradually come out of it.
"Alas, Yue Ze is good in every way, except for one flaw: he tends to get too deeply into the role."
"The male protagonist of the previous play is a troubled youth. His only sunshine is the girl who cooks noodles for him on the street. Ahem... I guess, that's probably why..."
Blank pointed to the pot where noodles were cooking.
"He will be more special to you." (To be continued)