Although he didn't know who this Tingting was, Song Yu clearly felt Li Zhao's closeness to this person.
"Hello." The man on the phone screen was sitting on an office chair with the curtains drawn behind him. Probably because the curtains were drawn too tightly, Song Yu felt breathless.
"Hello." There was still some casual stance, but he instantly adjusted to the most cautious attitude. He had seen this person before, and he visited the crew not long ago, and he had a good relationship with Li Zhao.
"My child has a simple personality, I hope..." The man on the phone screen paused for a moment, his eyes didn't change at all, but Song Yu felt inexplicably that the other's eyes could see through everything: "I hope you two get along well."
When the crew met at that time, although Li Zhao, a friend, had never talked to him, his eyes were still normal, and he was obviously murderous today.
Thinking of Lu Renjia's revelations on Weibo, Song Yu suddenly understood and did not dare to look at Yan Ting. He put the skewer in his hand on the table: "Well, if there is anything, I will come back to you after the New Year and tell you the same."
He was really afraid of this look.
"It's alright, wait." Li Zhao took the phone in front of him and said to Yan Ting, "My colleague brought skewers, I'm afraid it will get cold after a long time, so I'll call you after eating."
"Yeah." Seeing that Li Zhao was all focused on eating, Yan Ting nodded slightly.
Li Zhao hung up the video, sat down after washing his hands, and said to Song Yu with a smile: "The barbecue won't taste good when it's cold, come on, eat it."
There is no need for filming tomorrow, Song Yu also brought two cans of cold beer.
Open the foil wrapping the barbecue, and the whole house is filled with the aroma of barbecue. Li Zhao didn't drink beer, got up and took the unfinished mineral water on the bedside table and put it at hand, and ate it happily.
"Don't drink?" Song Yu looked at the beer that was left alone and forgotten, and felt that his heart was like two cans of beer, and it was cool and flying.
"Don't drink." Li Zhao shook his head.
Song Yu glanced at Li Zhao, but did not move the two cans of wine, nor did he eat the skewers.
"I want to know why you want to help me." Song Yu still remembered the name Li Zhao used to introduce himself to his friends.
colleague.
Not close, but not too alien, but that's about it.
Li Zhao pointed to the midnight snack in front of him.
"What's the meaning?"
"The supper is real, the milk tea is real, and the cake is real." Li Zhao felt his stomach and sighed: "You don't know, I was poor and hungry at that time, and I was so hungry that I couldn't sleep every night. You brought it here. Food is life-saving medicine."
Song Yu: "..."
No, he just wanted to feed him fat.
"Eating people's mouth is soft." Li Zhao put the roasting sticks into the garbage bag: "You give me meat, and I will help you clarify, there is nothing wrong."
Song Yu hesitated, because he couldn't imagine that in this day and age, there are still people who are so poor that they can't bear to eat supper.
Since he was young, he has lived unfettered and never felt hungry. To be able to endure him for so long for a few mouthfuls is awesome.
Song Yu knew very well that his temper was not flattering, but he didn't care. Because no matter if his temper is good or not, there will always be people around him to please him and praise him.
As for whether these people are sincere, he doesn't care.
Just like people, they never guess what cats and dogs think of humans.
"You..." Song Yu felt at a loss for words, and even felt a little guilty for the first time in his life. Although this guilt is not comparable to a strand of hair, for Young Master Song, who has gone his own way, it has been a rare encounter in a thousand years. .
"You don't eat?" Li Zhao interrupted Song Yu's unspoken words.
"What to eat, do you think I'm like you and don't know how to manage your body?" Song Yu walked out a little irritably: "Li Zhao, I owe you another favor."
"Didn't you agree to let you contract my supper in this crew?" Li Zhao looked up at him with a smile: "After filming and supper, I don't owe any more."
Song Yu sneered: "My favor is so cheap?"
"Otherwise, you can transfer me ten million yuan." Li Zhao is a very pragmatic and good young man.
"Go away." Song Yu carried two cans of beer that Li Zhao didn't drink, and got angry.
As soon as Song Yu left, Li Zhao quickly connected to the video with Yan Ting, chatting while eating.
"My colleague is gone?" Yan Ting did not hear any other voices in the room.
"Let's go." Thinking of going back tomorrow, Li Zhao was in a good mood: "Why are you still working overtime, or I'll pick you up at your company tomorrow?"
"Okay." Yan Ting agreed without any hesitation.
"Okay, that's it." Li Zhao finished eating all the barbecue and tied the bamboo sticks: "Then you go home early tonight to sleep."
"Yeah." Hanging up the video, Yan Ting dialed the internal number and called Qin Te to help.
"Prepare the car and go back."
"Okay, sir." Qin Tesuke was overjoyed: "Sir, Mr. Li's crew should have a holiday?"
Yan Ting glanced at him: "Qin Xiao, when did you have the problem of meddling?"
Qin Tesuke saw that Yan Ting didn't want to talk about Li Zhao, so he quickly said, "Sorry, sir."
Yan Ting ignored him, picked up his jacket and walked into the elevator. After the elevator closed, Yan Ting suddenly said, "He's coming back."
Who he is, without Yan Ting explaining, Qin Xiao also knows who he is. He looked at the expressionless face of Mr. Sun and reminded cautiously, "Sir, you have an appointment to meet with Dr. Sun today."
The appointment time between the husband and Dr. Sun was eight o'clock in the evening, but it is now ten o'clock in the evening. He doesn't know whether the husband really forgot or refused to meet Dr. Sun.
Yan Ting turned his head to look at Qin Xiao, Qin Xiao lowered his head and didn't dare to meet such eyes, but for Yan Ting's health, he still mustered up the courage to say: "Sir, it's almost New Year's Eve."
The elevator descended slowly, and there was no sound in the elevator.
Ding.
The elevator gave a whisper, and the elevator door opened. Yan Ting strode to the car, and the bodyguard who had been waiting by the car opened the door for him.
"gentlemen?"
"Go..." Yan Ting paused, there were some things he didn't want Li Zhao to know.
"Go see Dr. Sun."
Dr. Sun waited for a long time, he thought that Yan Ting would not come. When Yan Ting appeared at the door, he had a moment of surprise, but it was more of an accident.
But he didn't show it, and welcomed Yan Ting into the door. What he faced was still the patient's long silence.
"Can you tell me what symptoms you have recently?"
Yan Ting's expression was indifferent: "It's still the same."
"How often?"
Yan Ting was silent.
"Mr. Ting, your symptoms have become serious." Dr. Sun stopped writing: "I suggest you find a place to recuperate for a period of time, and try to... less contact with other people."
The patient's symptoms are significantly aggravated, and when the attack occurs, it may be impossible to distinguish between fantasy and reality, which is not a good thing for the patient and the people around him.
"Are you implying that I'm a lunatic?" Yan Ting looked at Mr. Sun.
"No, you are very healthy." Mr. Sun shook his head gently: "It's just that your brain has a small cold. As long as you cooperate with the treatment, you will be cured soon. Please don't be under psychological pressure."
In order to divert Yan Ting's emotions, Dr. Sun took the initiative to bring up a friend he made recently: "I watched Mr. Li's TV series recently and found that he is a very interesting person. Can you tell me about him?"
As soon as the words came out, he found that the patient's eyes changed and became aggressive. Although the other party is well hidden, as a professional doctor, he can distinguish the patient's emotions.
He felt a little uneasy in his heart, and the patient's symptoms... became complicated. Although he had emotions, he only had emotions for one person, and he was still paranoid and possessive.
If it continues like this, there may be an accident.
"Of course, it's okay if you don't want to talk." Not wanting the patient to treat himself as an enemy, Dr. Sun smiled and changed the subject: "If you don't want to talk, I'll sit here with you for a while."
"He's fine." Yan Ting looked at Dr. Sun and said, "Very good."
"Of course, because you're his friend."
"No." Yan Ting's thick and long eyelashes revealed a large shadow under his eyes: "I am his best friend."
Dr. Sun's hand holding the case trembled slightly, smiling and waiting for Yan Ting to continue speaking.
But Yan Ting no longer wanted to communicate with him until a voice came from his mobile phone. Originally entering this room, he should not have brought his mobile phone in, but Yan Ting was different from others. He was able to step into this door, in a sense, it was already a success.
With the high cost, Dr. Sun's medical ethics does not allow him to be irresponsible to his patients.
He guessed that this text message should be sent by a friend named Li Zhao, because after reading the message, Mr. Ting's hidden aggression was all hidden.
Yan Ting stood up: "I should go back and say good night to him."
"Mr. Ting." Dr. Sun stopped Yan Ting: "If you have any needs, please call me in time, I will turn on the machine 24 hours a day."
Yan Ting did not speak.
"Then, I wish you and Mr. Li Zhao a Happy New Year."
"Thank you." Yan Ting nodded slightly, picked up the jacket next to him, and strode out.
After Yan Ting left, Dr. Sun called Qin Xiao.
"Mr. Qin, Mr. Ting's condition has become more complicated." Dr. Sun sighed: "In terms of his spirit, he is in a state of attack."
"How could this be?" Qin Xiao said anxiously, "Didn't you say that Mr.'s mental state has always been stable?"
"Something stimulated him." Dr. Sun explained: "Mr. Ting is very defensive, so I can't perform hypnotherapy on him. Mr. Ting finally has an emotional response to the external environment, but his emotions are morbidly distorted. Yes, I'm very worried about that Mr. Li's safety."
"Don't worry, I will pay attention to Mr.'s condition." Qin Xiao comforted himself: "Maybe Li Zhao will always stay with Mr. and make him better and better, right?"
"I hope so." Dr. Sun hung up the phone and let out a long sigh.
But how can a young guy in the entertainment industry stay with a same-sex friend for a long time.
People change with age and environment.
"These are yours." Li Zhao distributed the New Year's gift to Zhang Xiaoyuan, and stuffed the rest back into the box: "These are for the rest of the studio, Brother Xiaoyuan, help me share a point."
Zhang Xiaoyuan glanced at the box full of gifts, a kind of cub finally ran away with others, and the left-behind old man was alone in the empty room: "What about this?"
He pointed to a small box next to him.
"This is for my family." Li Zhao carried the box to his lap.
"I'm not going to rob you." Zhang Xiaoyuan opened the gift bag that Li Zhao gave him. Most of the items in it were suitable for the elderly. At first glance, he knew that it was specially prepared for his parents.
"Zhaozhao, thank you." Zhang Xiaoyuan was also not polite to Li Zhao: "I have time to come to my house after the new year, my parents talk about you every day, so my ears are getting calluses."
"I'll come after the second day of the new year." Li Zhao nodded in agreement with a smile.
"Zhao, did you really spend time with Yan Ting today?" Zhang Xiaoyuan was a little worried: "Why don't you go to my house?"
"No, no." Li Zhao shook his head again and again, put on his hat and mask, and got out of the car with the suitcase in his arms: "I've made an appointment with Tingting. It's almost six o'clock in the afternoon. I'll pick him up from get off work."
"You still pick up people from get off work. Those who didn't know it thought you had a girlfriend named Tingting." Zhang Xiaoyuan threw the scarf on the co-pilot to Li Zhao: "Be careful on the road, don't let people recognize you."
"Good." Li Zhao's online appointment car arrived, he waved at Zhang Xiaoyuan, and plunged into the car.
"Sir?" Qin Xiao found that the documents in Yan Ting's hand had been spread out for a long time.
Yan Ting glanced at him and closed the document and handed it to him.
"Sir, did something happen?" Qin Xiao asked cautiously.
"No." Yan Ting slowly tightened the pen cap: "The child is coming to pick me up from get off work."
At this moment, Qin Xiao saw the emotions of ordinary people in Yan Ting.
That is the emotion of showing off in satisfaction.
For a moment, he didn't know whether to be happy or worried.
The author has something to say: At the gate of the kindergarten, Ting Baobao put on a small schoolbag early and stood there.
He proudly said to his classmates: "Today, someone came to pick me up again."