Rong Yuheng finished the performance with passion, and looked down to find that the expression on his owner Wen's face was wrong.
Rong Yuheng restrained his expression, rubbed his head a little bit and stuck out his head, "What's wrong?" After he finished speaking, he looked back at the projection screen, and suddenly said, "Oh, I'm blocking you from watching the movie."
Wen Zezhen was about to lose his temper. He added another note to Rong Yuheng in the small notebook, sighed and pulled the person back to sit next to him.
"It's fine. You want to take off your vest, how do you take it off?"
The reversal of the character design is a dangerous move, unlike in novels and TV dramas, everyone feels good when they see the poor man turn into a rich man. In reality, emotional factors have to be considered, and not everyone can accept it.
Rong Yuheng obviously also took this into consideration, "Let's go step by step, people are always more accepting of what they deduce."
Wen Zezhen nodded, "Okay, I'll take it off for you."
Peel off bit by bit first, then peel off clean at the end.
The big white goose that was walking in Wan'er voluntarily returned to its nest at noon. Wen Zezhen was cooking in the kitchen, Rong Yuheng looked around like a little tail holding the condiment box.
He hadn't learned Chinese food, so he couldn't help, and he was too embarrassed to sit there, so he could only act as a tool delivering seasonings. Fortunately, Wen Zezhen did not despise him, and occasionally praised him,
"I can tell the difference between salt and sugar, my hamster is so smart!"
If it wasn't for Wen Zezhen's sincere tone and soft eyes, Rong Yuheng almost thought that this sentence was mocking himself.
Wen Zhongyun, who was returning to the nest, appeared a little bit from the kitchen door again, "It's so fragrant..."
Rong Yuheng instantly cast aside the groundless suspicion of Wen Zezheng and turned around happily, "Uncle, I'm here to disturb again, Kekeke!"
Wen Zhongyun, "Welcome, welcome, goose goose goose~"
In the lively atmosphere of geese flying and hamsters jumping, Wen Zezhen's three meat dishes finally came out of the pot: winter squash, shredded pork with green peppers, and four hi balls; Four dishes were brought to the table, and the bone broth in the pot was still simmering.
The table is full of hot dishes. When the weather is cold, seeing the white smoke rising from the table, Rong Yuheng is sitting at the table holding the white rice, and his heart is warm.
Wen Zhongyun turned his head and called out to Wen Zezhen, who was serving soup in the kitchen, "Erze! Come and eat!"
Wen Zezhen responded and brought out the soup. He raised his eyes and saw Rong Yuheng, inexplicably satisfied, and smiled.
Wen Zezhen's smile was too warm, Rong Yuheng saw it in his eyes, and an inopportune sentence came out in his heart: Dalang, come and drink soup...
Rong Yuheng shook his head vigorously to get rid of these messy images. He turned his head and asked Wen Zhongyun, "Does Teacher Wen usually cook at home?"
Wen Zhongyun said, "When he's at home, he cooks, and when he's not at home, I order takeout. In the past few years, Zezhen was busy making movies, and the time he spent home in a year would add up to more than a month. This year, I let him rest. Rest, so be better."
Wen Zezhen put a bowl of soup for Wen Zhongyun and set it aside, "I'll try not to take so many scenes in the future, I'll just pick good ones and spend more time with you."
Rong Yuheng heard him say to accompany "you", but he didn't react at first, until Wen Zezhen also gave him a bowl of soup, Rong Yuheng tasted the taste of the word "men" with hindsight Come.
Wen Zezhen asked him, "Does it suit your appetite? What kind of dishes do you like, I'll cook them for you next time."
Rong Yuheng had already cooked, and when he heard the words, he said, "It's delicious, it's good now!"
Wen Zhongyun looked at him cooking rice and felt like it. He and Wen Zezhen used to eat together before, and the latter didn't like to talk, so he always felt deserted after a meal.
"If you think it's delicious, come here often and ask Zezheng to cook for you - alas, it's just that we are all big men in this room, so I'm afraid you will find it boring."
Rong Yuheng nibbled at the Sixi balls and said, "No, my family is like this too."
Wen Zhongyun and Wen Zezhen stopped at the same time.
Wen Zezhen slowed down even his breathing... Rong Yuheng's house, too
Rong Yuheng was eating and eating, and seeing that the two of them were not moving, as soon as he raised his head, he met two complicated and pitying eyes.
Rong Yuheng's ball stuck in his throat, he thought for two seconds, and then explained, "My family now only has my father and brother, and my mother is in the sky."
"Clang", Wen Zhongyun's chopsticks fell and knocked on the rim of the bowl. His throat moved, and before he had time to comfort him, he saw Rong Yuheng take out his phone again, and said cheerfully,
"I'll show you what my mother looks like in heaven!"
Wen's father and son took a deep breath together: ... Can this still be seen
Rong Yuheng pulled out the circle of friends and squeezed between Wen Zhongyun and Wen Zezhen, "Look, isn't it amazing?"
On the screen of the mobile phone, a windy figure was sitting on a hot air balloon, his face blurred with happiness.
Wen's father and son: ...
It's really in the sky.
Rong Yuheng was unaware of their silence, and was still beaming, "My mother is traveling around the world!"
"… "
After a long while, Wen Zezhen squeezed a compliment out of his throat, "It's amazing."
Rong Yuheng, "Yes!"
Wen Zezheng said "um" and asked again, "How did Auntie think of going around the world?"
Rong Yuheng put away the phone and sat back in his seat, "My mother wanted to build a wind-powered automatic swing in the garden, but my dad wouldn't let it, so they quarreled. My dad said, if you are so capable, why don't you go to the sky? Then my mother went to heaven."
... This narration is full of pitfalls from beginning to end, and the talkative person such as Wen Zhongyun also fell into silence, not knowing how to answer.
Wen Zezhen was silent for a moment, and couldn't help but break the silence, "The aunt ran out alone, can uncle rest assured?"
When Rong Yuheng heard the words, the action of eating the balls was abrupt, and then he pouted, "He doesn't know... hum."
He tried to say in a calm and relaxed tone, "They got divorced after they quarreled, and my father can't control my mother."
divorce.
Wen Zezhen didn't know why, but suddenly remembered the video of Haixuan - Rong Yuheng said that he was originally studying in college, but he came back from school because of something at home.
It must have been the divorce of the parents.
Wen Zezhen didn't believe that this family-like quarrel would lead to the end of a marriage. There are many reasons for the two to separate, and he knew that Rong Yuheng just picked the easiest one.
Wen Zezhen felt uncomfortable, he looked at Rong Yuheng with his head buried in the rice and wanted to rub her in his arms. Knead out all the negative energy and help digest it yourself.
Wen Zhongyun kicked Wen Zezhen under the table, with a look of condemnation: Look at you stepping on the thunder, why don't you coax me now
Wen Zezhen immediately reached out to Rua Rong Yuheng's head, trying to heal the wound in his heart.
Before rua twice, Rong Yuheng raised his head, there was no forbearance wound in his eyes, and there was no fragile disguise.
Some were just a little hesitant, "Would you like to wash your hands first... You just filled the soup, and you will touch my hair with oil."
Wen Zezhen's subordinates paused, "... I'm sorry, I didn't think about it carefully."
…
After lunch, Wen Zezhen shoved Rong hamster back to the nest and showed people his bookcase.
His bookcase is full of trophies, as well as various limited-edition records, as well as some opera plates. Rong Yuheng turned over and glanced, and found that it was Wen Zhongyun's.
"Uncle is really a treasured old artist."
"It wasn't easy for artists in that era." Wen Zezhen said, "They all came out step by step. They were all called the literary and art circle at that time, which is still different from the current entertainment circle."
Rong Yuheng nodded, just as he was about to take out a plate to listen to, he felt the phone vibrate.
Opening it, it was Zhou Shubai.
He sent a message to Zhou Shubai after recording the show yesterday. The latter was probably busy and didn't reply until now.
[Zhou Shubai]: Rong Xiaoji! This young master is filming, and I only saw the news now.
Wen Zezhen turned his head and glanced at Rong Yuheng, "Have you got a job?"
Rong Yuheng shook his head, "It's Brother Shubai. We haven't seen each other for a long time. When should I go and see him?"
[Rong Yuheng]: Where are you filming? Do you have time to have a meal together? I miss you so much!
[Zhou Shubai]: City N, are you coming to visit me
[Rong Yuheng]: Tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, I'm just free, I'll see you [Cat Cat Probe.jpg]
[Zhou Shubai]: Come on! I asked my brother to invite you to dinner.
... Rong Yuheng's movements stagnated for a moment.
[Rong Yuheng]: Your brother? Is he visiting you too
[Zhou Shubai]: No, he auditioned for my fifth male role, so now we are filming in the same crew.
Rong Yuheng frowned: Subway, old man, look at your phone.
[Rong Yuheng]: So what role are you playing now
[Zhou Shubai]: The second male.
Rong Yuheng: …
He felt that Qiu Jianlun was more like sending Zhou Shubai to debut.
Seeing that Rong Yuheng's expression was wrong, Wen Zezhen couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong?"
Rong Yuheng closed the phone and pressed his temples, "It's okay... Can you play a record for me to listen to? I want to soothe my disordered nerves."
Wen Zezhen was very kind, "Of course you can."
Rong Yuheng didn't stay at Wen Zezhen's house tonight because he was going to visit the class in N city the next day. Wen Zezhen wrapped him a scarf this time and asked him to take it away, saying it was brought back from country F and never used it once.
The off-white scarf is warm and soft. Rong Yuheng's whole face was buried in it, looking very well-behaved.
Wen Zezhen was very satisfied, he finally understood the fun of those girls playing dress up games.
"It suits you very well. It's beautiful."
Rong Yuheng stuck his head out while holding the scarf, "The owner has a good eye."
Wen Zezhen's eyes stayed on his bright eyes for two seconds, "I think so too."
How about not seeing you.
Rong Yuheng did not get off immediately after returning to the downstairs of the apartment in Wen Zezhen's car. Holding the big scarf around his neck, he fell into reflection... Every time he went to Wen Zezhen's house, he would eat and wrap it up, like a wild goose plucking its hair.
Thinking of this, Rong Yuheng turned his head to look at Wen Zezhen.
The sky was already dark, and the scenery outside the car window was dark and numb. Wen Zezhen put one hand on the steering wheel, with broad shoulders and wide back, and a firm body. One button on the neckline was unbuttoned, and the exposed Adam's apple slid up and down twice.
There is a real sexual tension of a mature man in it.
Rong Yuheng glanced at it and thought, just buy a tie for Wen Zezhen next time. Tie it under his Adam's apple, it must look good.
"What are you thinking?" Wen Zezhen asked suddenly. It was very quiet in the car, only the reading light above the head was on, and the warm orange was very warm.
Rong Yuheng regained his senses, and when he saw Wen Zezhen approaching, he asked in a low voice, "Are you reluctant to part with me?"
Rong Yuheng's heart skipped a beat, he withdrew a little and answered honestly, touching his conscience,
"A bit, after all, I'm a sticky hamster."
Wen Zezhen smiled and stretched out his hand to snore at him, "If you want to meet, send me a message anytime, and I'll pick you up."
Rong Yuheng's snoring made an electric current jump up his spine, "Aren't you busy?"
Wen Zezhen took the opportunity to show his tail feathers, and the feathers trembled, "I take care of the family."
The author has something to say: Rong hamster: I seem to have been electrocuted...!
Wen Peacock strutted and fanned his tail feathers: I can also generate wind power.