The actor's domestic hamster [Entertainment]

Mu Yan died.

He died very badly.

He is an actor who debuted for ten years and worked hard to perform countless acclaimed movies.

Best Supporting Actor.

It was a sunny and sunny afternoon, and he finished the jump of "Blood in the Army".

Majestic and inspiring, wearing countless burst blood bags.

When he fell rapidly from the cliff, he was still trying to tell whether the fake plasma tasted like strawberry or cherry—in short, it was sweet and sour, and it just tasted really good.

"The wire is broken!!" There were bursts of screams from the cliff.

Mu Yan had a flash of inspiration, and the craggy rock was getting closer and closer.

—Is it tomato-flavored?

Before Mu Yan's mind was at a loss, he finally figured out the last question in his life.

It can be said that there is no regret in dying!

……

There was the sound of emergency braking.

Surrounded by blizzards and mountain winds, hot air and waves of heat rushing towards him, he told Mu Yan a fact seriously: Wake up, brother, it’s summer now.

"..."

Fuck, he remembered that when he was filming in winter, the wire broke and fell from the mountain, why didn't he die?

Still feeling so...hungry!

There was a sound of messy footsteps, and Mu Yan was turned over. The scorching white sun almost blinded him, causing him to groan.

"Water...water..."

The cool mineral water bottle was brought to his lips, as if he had been thirsty for three days, his smoldering throat passed his brain and directed his body directly, and he swallowed greedily with the water bottle in his mouth.

With a little strength, Mu Yan gratefully opened his eyes, the dry eyes flickered a few times, and then he saw his savior clearly.

With a straight nose and bushy eyebrows, his savior's facial features are handsome and handsome, and his demeanor is unbelievably cold and handsome, but his eyes are cold and clear, deep and penetrating, as if there is a piece of cold ice hidden in his eyes.

Even him, an old man who has been in the entertainment industry for many years and has seen all kinds of handsome guys, couldn't help secretly praising him.

He is really an abstinent man, but he doesn't know if he likes men...

Wait a minute, the point now seems to be that he's going to starve to death.

"Thank you..." Mu Yan smiled weakly, then tremblingly said: "I'm so hungry..."

As if he came back to life after being moistened by water, Mu Yan began to flash the life of a man named "Mu Siyan" in his mind.

To put it simply, he is a shy and introverted rich second generation who refuses to be arranged by his family. After being betrayed by his favorite boyfriend, he resolutely wanders on the road of pursuing art with a painting bag on his back.

The young painter who died of starvation next to the mountain road.

The huge amount of information made Mu Yan feel pained for a while.

His savior raised his chin, and the person who helped Mu Yan lifted the strawberry, and finally couldn't help asking: "Brother, what's wrong with you, if the boss didn't see you, I didn't pay attention to the strawberry on the side of the road." There is still a big living person hiding."

Mu Yan was fed strawberries by the handsome guy himself, staring at his well-maintained hands with round nails like warm jade and slender knuckles, he couldn't help swallowing: "I..."

I was very broken in love and ran to paint, and then starved myself to death.

Mu Yan couldn't say anything, so he could only chew the sweet and sour strawberries slowly, turning his face away sadly.

He is very sad, he has realized that he really died and was reborn in someone else in the blink of an eye.All the hard work in the past ten years to become a film king fell apart like a sandcastle, leaving only ugly dirt particles when the wind blows.

Although it is always due to various reasons, it will eventually become a male supporting role, and then just send someone else to the position.

and…

This strawberry is not as sweet as the plasma, which makes him even more sad!

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The haggard and sickly young man's eyes were dim, and the melancholy eyes just looked away quietly, which made people feel a little distressed for no reason.

As a gold broker, Qi Junjie's eyes immediately brightened.

He winked wildly at Hao Ze, signaling his boss to lure him into the car first, and it would be even better if he could be signed as a trainee.

be ignored.

Hao Ze remained motionless, continuing to pull out the leaves and stuff strawberries into Mu Yan's mouth.

One by one, it seems to be feeding some small domestic animals.

Mu Yan just finished accepting the memory, his brain was chaotic and painful, and he calmed down for a long time before he was called back to his senses by Hao Ze's slender and beautiful hands.

The handsome guy wears a string of agarwood beads on his wrist, round and shiny, it looks like he is often held and played with.

Mu Yan stopped chewing, and asked carefully: "I have nowhere to go, can I follow you first..."

His narrow and beautiful phoenix eyes just stared at him like this, and the dark and bright pupils were filled with deep sadness of being homeless.

He hesitated to the extreme, and was really sad, thinking that he fell to his death inexplicably, and was reborn in such a strange place inexplicably, and could cry out with a woof.

Fortunately, Mu Yan's body was so shy that he couldn't make such a cheap move in front of two strangers.

However, the feeling in his heart made him even more sad!

Hao Ze looked at Mu Yan indifferently, and finally responded to Qi Junjie's hint that he was about to cramp: "Okay."

Agreeing so hastily?

Mu Yan, who was about to persuade him again, choked and coughed violently as he was choked by the strawberry juice.

"Cough cough cough! Cough..."

He had been hungry for four days, and his physical strength had already been exhausted to the extreme. He had experienced violent ups and downs of emotions and great sorrow and joy in his mood.

Hao Ze: ...

Qi Junjie: ...

"It's too delicate, it feels like a paper doll and it will break when folded!" Qi Junjie clicked his tongue, and gently lifted the beautiful boy who didn't even know his name clearly.

She was skinny as if she was malnourished, but the clothes on her body seemed to be of high order.

"Go and drive." Hao Ze ordered, took Mu Yan and carefully carried him to the nanny's car.

It was really light, as if it would float away at any time.

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It was dark when I woke up the second time.

Mu Siyan was awakened by bursts of hunger from his stomach, and his strong desire to survive made him open his eyes. The white ceiling kept spinning and spinning. He knew that this was a common problem of malnutrition and low blood pressure.

What a terrible body, Mu Siyan smiled wryly.

There was a bowl of white porridge at the right temperature on the bedside table. He struggled to prop up his body, and it took a lot of effort to eat this bowl of rice whole.

The dirty clothes on his body were stripped off, and when Mu Siyan lifted the quilt, he saw that he was so thin that only his bones were left, and his complexion was sickly pale.

It is not obvious at all that the previous owner of this body has hundreds of millions of assets in his family.

But the money has nothing to do with him, because Mu Siyan is gay and broke up with his family long ago in order to be with her boyfriend.

But what was even worse was that his boyfriend took money from the Mu family, turned his back on him, and severed his relationship with Mu Siyan.

This makes people very sad!

I really can't figure out why a rich and beautiful young man can go through such a miserable life, starving to death in the mountains holding his painting tools.

The phone was already fully charged by the bedside, and the moment it was turned on, there were nearly hundreds of missed calls from Mu Siyan's mother.

Although he broke up with the family, Mu Mu still kept an eye on him and didn't tell him to leave the family and wander on the streets penniless.

But no matter how great a mother's love is, it can't match the son's show operation of running to the mountains to starve himself to death.

Mu Siyan sighed and clicked on the address book to call back.

The call was answered within a second, and then Mother Mu roared deafeningly: "You son of a bitch, you went out to sketch again and disappeared, right? Well, you, this time you haven't contacted your family for more than a month, you are getting more and more courageous!" Big!"

The only way for Mu Mu to express her love is to stuff money and curse, which made Mu Siyan very autistic since childhood, and even almost suffered from depression for a time.

But now that Mu Siyan has changed his core, he can naturally hear the worry coming from the phone.He suppressed the fear welling up in his body, blushed and opened his mouth to answer in a low voice: "Mom, I won't be sketching anymore..."

After saying this, Mu Siyan's body began to emit waves of despair, as if not being able to draw was a more terrifying thing than death, which made his eyes turn red immediately, and he couldn't control his emotions and began to cry.

You cry a ball!

Mu Siyan's head was huge, but his tears couldn't be stopped like an open faucet. He couldn't stop his tears until he sobbed and continued to say that Huahua would only be at home in the future and would never go to shoot locations.

Mother Mu was pleasantly surprised, and asked excitedly, "What about the man? Do you still like men?"

This... I'm afraid it will disappoint you.

Mu Siyan coughed and replied in a low voice, "I like it."

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The call was silent for three seconds.

Mother Mu took a deep breath, and was almost pissed off by her uneasy son: "Don't think about me adding a penny to your card in the future! When you don't like men anymore, when will you give it to me?" Call, hang up!!"

Mu Siyan's ears were almost deafened.

He was originally weak, but Mu Mu's loud yelling made him stare at him and almost fainted again. He groaned uncomfortably and curled up. Looking at him with a complicated expression, he still held several bags of yogurt and a simple set of shirt and jeans.

Mu Siyan quickly wrapped his naked body with a quilt, and the tips of his ears and cheeks automatically bypassed Mu Siyan's thick skin, turning red in a few seconds.

You are blushing! !

He secretly scolded himself for his new body's bad physique and extremely thin skin, his neck was raised stiffly like a clockwork, and he grinned at the savior with difficulty, as if he was being cut. The same desperate smile.

Hao Ze was stunned for a moment, and was frightened when he tried to step forward to appease the young man.

…sorry, I really tried my best!

Mu Siyan held his head and shivered, sweating profusely as if he had been fished out of the water.

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