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After all, Liang Er was ill and lacked energy, and he had tossed so hard before, and soon fell asleep under the influence of the medicine.

Shang Yin has never taken care of a patient in his life, and has no experience. He didn't dare to close his eyes all night, and kept looking at Liang Er.

When Liang Er woke up the next day, the fever subsided, but her voice was completely hoarse.

It's not clear whether it's because of a cold, or because I used my voice too much the night before.

"Why are you still here?" Even a hoarse voice can't stop Liang Er's instinct to like to talk.

Shang Yin looked at him innocently: "Where can I go if I'm not here? Is that why you don't want to see me?"

"Of course not!" Liang Er hurriedly said, "Don't you need to go to the set?"

"I'm done." Shang Yin said.

Liang Er was stunned for a moment, his eyes burst out with dots of light, and as soon as he pushed his hands on the bed, he wanted to jump up: "Ahhhh..."

Shang Yin quickly pressed him back into the bed: "He's still sick, don't bother."

After he finished speaking, he turned and went out, leaving Liang Er alone to slowly daydream——Shang Yin is finished, and they can be together every day again!

Shang Yin quickly brought in a bowl of porridge: "Let's eat something."

Liang Er was indeed hungry, and the porridge was extraordinarily fragrant, just smelling it made people salivate.

He was not pretentious at all, turned over quickly, snatched the porridge bowl from Shang Yin's hand, and snorted in a big mouthful.

This time, even Shang Yin didn't have time to stop him. He originally thought that he would have a rare opportunity to serve people for dinner, but in the end...

"Delicious!" Liang Er was almost speechless, but her eyes still rolled around very flexibly, and she tried her best to explain her satisfaction with her actions and expressions.

Shang Yin had no choice but to wrap the quilt around him: "Old Fu cooked it himself."

"Huh?" Liang Er opened his eyes wide, "Old Fu is here?"

"En." Shang Yin nodded, "Fu Zheng is here too, do you want to go down and have a look?"

Liang Er huffed and finished the porridge in a few sips, and when he got out of bed, he suddenly asked, "Why did they come?"

"Don't you really like to eat the food made by the old man?" Shang Yin answered the wrong question.

Liang Er blinked, and suddenly smiled brightly: "So, you invited him here?"

"Speak less when you are hoarse." Shang Yin rubbed his head and went to help him find clothes.

Satisfied, Liang Er stretched out his arms and waited for Shang Yin to help him change his clothes.

Shang Yin: ...

I wanted to feed but didn't feed, but got a chance to wait for and change clothes. Is this considered a profit?

It's a pity that Shang Yin can't do anything because he is worried about Liang Er's health.

So I still tease and don't intend to take responsibility.

When the two went downstairs, Fu Zheng and Fu Mingyi hurriedly got up when they heard the voice.

"Are you really sick?" Fu Zheng rushed to ask, "I think you look pretty good."

Liang Er said in the most manly voice in his life: "It's good to see you."

Fu Zheng: "...how did it happen? Aren't you a demon? It's just a reality show..."

Before he finished speaking, Fu Zheng automatically shut up.

Estimates, maybe, maybe it's not a question of recording a reality show.

Fu Zheng couldn't help but glanced at Shang Yin with complicated eyes.

It seems that he misunderstood Shang Yin before. He is still in good health, but is he too ruthless?

"Maybe it's because I was sprayed with too much water?" Liang Er said, "I had a little cough before, but I was careless and didn't take it seriously."

Fu Zheng: ...

Fu Zheng decided that it would be better to be less imaginative in the future.

Fu Mingyi didn't have so many thoughts, he was full of concern: "Is it so hard to record the show? Do you still need to spray water? If you are so sick, go up and rest quickly, and don't come out to blow the air. By the way, have you eaten the porridge? Do you still think about it?" Eat something else..."

Although theoretically speaking, Liang Er, as the legal wife of Shang Yin, can also be regarded as Fu Mingyi's "ancestor".

But Fu Mingyi's feelings for Liang Er are not the same as Shang Yin's. They met late, and Liang Er is very soft and young. It is difficult for him to regard Liang Er as an elder.

That's why Fu Mingyi's reverence towards Liang'er has lost the deep-rooted awe, and he has a little more love for the younger generation from the elders.

Liang Er was particularly moved, sniffing: "I like to eat all the food you cook."

Fu Mingyi was very happy: "I'm going to cook soup for you right now."

The remaining three people sat on the sofa, and Liang Er naturally leaned on Shang Yin.

Fu Zheng looked out of the window and said, "Lianger is like this, so he must not be able to go out, so shall I say hello to Director Qin?"

Liang Er suddenly raised his head: "What are you talking about?"

"Don't you know?" Fu Zheng looked at him in surprise, "I was supposed to take you to an audition today."

"Audition? It doesn't mean that the important role is..." Liang Er automatically silenced, and then asked curiously, "What role is the audition for?"

"One...you ask your husband to go." Fu Zheng paused, then asked Shang Yin, "Then you still go?"

Shang Yin pressed Liang Er in his arms: "I won't go."

"Aren't you?" Fu Zheng made a hot-eyed expression, "Old Fu, you know how to take care of people, you have already agreed..."

"I've already told Director Qin." Shang Yin interrupted him bluntly, and got up with his arms around Liang Er.

Fu Zheng spread his hands and muttered: "Two old monsters, thousands of years are not enough for you to get tired of it?"

Shang Yin had already walked to the side of the stairs, but when he heard the words, he turned around and said, "Time is the most erratic thing, wouldn't it be gone after 500 years? I just cherish it, and you should learn to cherish it too...you don't want to do it today." It's over, go to the kitchen and help Old Fu."

Fu Zheng: "You..."

Shang Yin had already gone upstairs, Fu Zheng hesitated for a moment, and went to the kitchen anyway.

Back in the bedroom, Liang Er asked Shang Yin: "What's going on? Can you stop playing riddles in front of me?"

"Doesn't your throat hurt?" Shang Yin tucked Liang Er into the bed, went to bed himself, and sat next to him.

Liang Er stared at him with dark eyes, Shang Yin was helpless, and said: "Okay, remember what I said before, do you want to give Yu Zian a male lead? The script has come out, and there is a character in it, I want to find you play."

When Liang Er heard that she was in the same play as Yu Ziyan, she nodded immediately: "Okay."

Shang Yin: "...Is that why you want to act with Yu Zian?"

Liang Er felt slightly guilty, and changed the topic: "What role?"

Shang Yin didn't pursue it: "The big villain, the heinous villain."

Liang Er: "...do I look bad?"

Shang Yin nodded calmly, Liang Er thought about it, and said, "It's not because I want to act with Brother Yu that I agreed readily, but because what you give me must be good."

Shang Yin didn't expect him to say that, and it was rare that he felt a little embarrassed: "It's because this person is completely different from you that I put my acting skills to the test."

Liang Er became more and more curious: "Where's the script? I want to read it."

Shang Yin: "Take a good rest first, and wait for the illness to recover."

Liang Er lay back reluctantly, but the role of the big villain was like a hook, tickling his heart.

Rolling her eyes, Liang Er thought to herself: "Husband, husband, husband..."

Shang Yin: "What's the bad idea?"

"It's not a bad idea." Liang Er rubbed his waist, "I can't read the script now, can you read it to me?"

Shang Yin was taken aback, then shook his head: "Not good."

Liang Er forcefully rolled into Shang Yin's arms and rubbed against his chest: "Husband, husband, husband..."

While pulling up the rolled quilt for him, Shang Yin still had to resist the temptation, so helpless: "Okay."

After succeeding, Liang Er immediately lay down obediently.

Shang Yin took out the script from the bedside table and began to read it to him.

At first, Liang Er just wanted to hear Shang Yin's voice, but later he was really attracted by the plot.

This is a criminal investigation film. The story begins with a brutal dismemberment murder case.

A well-known local wealthy businessman was killed, and the body was divided into small pieces and fed to nearby stray dogs.

Before the police found out who the murderer was, they first found out that the rich businessman was a beast in clothes.

At the same time, several murder cases appeared in the city again. The methods of committing the crimes were all kinds of strange, but without exception, they were all very tragic, and a red rose dripping with blood would be left on the scene.

The police set up a task force, but the murderer seems to know the police's dynamics very well, and can always slip away first, and even destroy evidence.

The police could not help suspecting that there was a traitor inside, and they were full of doubts for a while.At the same time, some good people revealed that the dead in these cases were all heinous villains, and the murderer was a hero who "lawed justice" when the police did not act.

Under heavy pressure, the male protagonist led the special case team to peel off cocoons, and finally found out that the murderer was Jian Jian, a deaf-mute disabled person who opened a small fruit shop opposite the police station.

Simple because he was born deaf and dumb, abandoned by his parents, and bullied by the people around him.Only a beautiful little girl named Meimei encouraged him all the time. She was simple and smart. She was admitted to a good university and could have a simple future.

But he was spotted and trained to become a special undercover agent for the police in a ring of human traffickers.

Meimei's parents couldn't stand their daughter hanging out with a disabled gangster and forced her to marry a rich second generation. Meimei escaped from the wedding and died in a car accident.

Childhood experience has turned his simple personality into paranoid, but he is good at disguising and proficient in psychology, and no one finds his personality flaws.Simply agreeing to be an undercover agent was originally just to be a "hero" in front of Meimei. After Meimei died, everything was meaningless, he just wanted revenge.

In simple eyes, people all over the world are like ants.He worked as a double undercover agent, passing information about the criminals to the police, and at the same time telling the criminals about the police.Both parties trusted him very much, so he designed a "capture" operation and planted bombs in advance, killing the police, criminals and victims.

He himself escaped from his shell and opened a fruit shop opposite the police station with his disability certificate.

All the people in the world who knew his identity were dead, and he was still really disabled. The police couldn't suspect him at all.He is proficient in lip language and various criminal investigation methods. He has super anti-reconnaissance ability and excellent skills, killing people is easy.

It was twelve o'clock in the evening when Shang Yin finished reading the script.

Liang Er looked at him with red eyes: "Why is it so heavy? Who wrote the script..."

Shang Yin turned to play the script, turned his back to him and asked, "What do you think of Jian Jian?"

"Big villain." Liang Er said.

"Oh?" Shang Yin said flatly, "Don't you sympathize with him?"

"No sympathy." Liang Er said angrily.

"Why?" Shang Yin asked again, "Isn't he pitiful?"

"Those innocent people killed by him are even more pitiful." Liang Er was a little excited, "Even if he has been treated unfairly, but when he starts pulling innocent people behind, what is the difference from those people? No , Yes, he is more hateful than those people! He is already a devil!"

Shang Yin nodded and said, "You can play this role now."

"Huh?" Liang Er was taken aback.

Shang Yin leaned against the head of the bed and said with a light smile, "If the actor who plays a role has a wrong understanding of the role, the feelings conveyed to the audience will be biased."

Liang Er always felt that what he said was a little strange today, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

Liang Er closed her eyes to remember this character, then suddenly opened her eyes: "You can't write this script, can you?"

From Jian Jian, he saw the shadow of Shang Yin.