The follow-up story of the face-based failure

He took out his mobile phone to log in to QQ, forgot his password and patted his head for a while.

Ru Ming didn't know why he was in such a hurry, the thinking dimension of the little movie star was something ordinary people like them couldn't understand.

Since the failure of the face-to-face meeting, the two of them have remained strangely silent and have not continued to contact each other.

The chat record also stays at the confirmation of the location and time.

And now he opened the channel again.

Dong Chuan seemed to be back in his high school days, guarding his phone every day, just waiting for that person to send a message.

Never met, never heard voice.

All I know is that he rented a small single room by himself. There is a very beautiful young lady living next door to him, and there is also an elderly grandmother who cooks salted duck eggs for him every day.

In his opinion, the suffering of life is full of sugar.

He is a mountain lily growing out of the mud, as if he doesn't feel how difficult his life is.

The gangster education between sticks, the soft and artificial moaning next door that can't stop, the always noisy alley, and the lover who can't see each other.

He was born with a sense of miracle, just to knead those feathers into his own feathers, so that he can travel thousands of miles.

Dong Chuan was deeply attracted by him.

But now, the former him and the current Cheng Pengfei finally reunited.

[Pengcheng Wanli: Hello. 】

[Pengcheng Wanli: Hello, you may not remember me. 】

[Pengcheng Wanli: I really want to explain to you the reason why I didn't come, but I feel that this result has already been caused, and it seems inappropriate for me to do this. 】

[Pengcheng Wanli: When I left City C, I thought that I would earn a little more money to dare to talk to you again, so that I could... give you a stable life again.Every time I open the post bar, I will blush when I see you talking about my future life.It was like being exposed to someone's vision, without confidence. 】

[Pengcheng Wanli: If you are married, this money will be regarded as a gift from me to your children. If you are still single, this will be regarded as my dowry to you.Hope I didn't offend you. 】

[Pengcheng Wanli: I also have someone I like now, and he is very nice.I hope you can be happy, even happier than me. 】

Then there are a lot of transfer records.

Dong Chuan took a deep breath and buried his face in his hands.

Cheng Pengfei was saying goodbye, to his past self, to his past Dong Chuan.

He wants to be born again.

The phone vibrated suddenly, and Dong Chuan reached for it.

Cheng Pengfei sent a wechat message.

[I don't know if it's too late...Can I talk to you about what happened last time? 】

Cheng Pengfei started pacing nervously after sending the WeChat message, what if Dong Chuan didn't like him anymore.

He is so good, many people must be pursuing him.

Cheng Pengfei gritted his teeth and planned to withdraw the message, but found that the time had passed and he could not withdraw it.

It's over, it's over, it's over.

Half an hour later, Cheng Pengfei still didn't receive Dong Chuan's WeChat reply.

Only then did he realize that in the past, as long as he sent a message, the person would reply immediately.

Whether he is still working or not, treating himself always seems to be special.

Cheng Pengfei fell into memory, the phone rang, and the words Dong Dashen were displayed on the phone screen.

"Hey, cough... hello."

"Hi, are you home?"

"Yes, yes, in the apartment."

"Well, I'm downstairs at your house."

"What?" Cheng Pengfei didn't bother to put on his shoes and opened the balcony.The cold air swept across his body in an instant, he squinted his eyes, and the man under the street lamp was holding a phone and looking at him with a smile.

"See me?"

Obviously that person was right in front of him, but the voice came from the receiver.

Cheng Pengfei hummed and said, "Why are you here?"

"Me, I'm here to give warmth to the little fresh meats in our company. The little brother who went downstairs first has egg tarts to eat."

As he spoke, he held up the box in his hand and said, "There is still a chance to become the boyfriend of Dong Chuan, an artist who is suave, handsome, virtuous and artistic."

"...How big is this, this opportunity."

Dong Chuan smiled arrogantly, as if laughing at his greed.

"That depends on how many egg tarts my little brother eats."

That night, Cheng Pengfei ate twenty egg tarts in a row.

Dong Chuan hugged the waist of the person in his arms, and it was unreal when he woke up from sleep.

"woke up?"

Holding the script in his hand, Cheng Pengfei stretched out his hand to smooth Dong Chuan's frowning brows, and said, "You've been asleep for a long time."

Dong Chuan took out his mobile phone to check, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon.

"It's hard for little brother to lie with me for so long." Dong Chuan reached out to touch him, from under the pajamas.

The tight skin can finally be touched in a legitimate way, and life is complete.

Cheng Pengfei froze and sighed, then obediently raised his hand and let him touch it.

Dong Chuan knew that this man was obedient, immediately lifted his clothes, buried his head on his stomach, and kissed the seven or eight ugly scars inch by inch.

Cheng Pengfei grabbed the quilt tightly, enduring the strange feeling.

The belly was licked by the tip of his tongue and trembled.

It must be painful...

Cheng Pengfei pursed his lips, wondering why there was a part of his mind that seemed to be completely blank.

About this scar, about my own origin.

Dong Chuan looked at it with an unclear expression, and when he poked his head out, his expression returned to the previous ruffian.

"You can't make trouble anymore, if you keep making trouble, you'll starve yourself out of stomach problems." Dong Chuan rubbed Cheng Pengfei's chest fondly, took out his mobile phone and said, "I asked Ru Ming to bring some food over, what's the plan for a while?"

"There is an English online class coming up." Cheng Pengfei looked at the time and said, "If I get up now, I should be in time for the second class."

Dong Chuan laughed, withdrew his hand and stopped making trouble with him.

After the two finished their meal, Dong Chuan read the script and asked Cheng Pengfei to read his lines.

Although stuttering, it's better than nothing at first.

Dong Chuan speaks very well. He read the lines of the person playing with him and corrected his pronunciation sentence by sentence.

Cheng Pengfei was also happy to listen to him. In the afternoon, he cleared up his lines a lot.

"By the way, I'm going to audition tomorrow."

Dong Chuan nodded and said, "Li Jin's?"

"Well, how do you know?"

"He contacted Wei Dong before and asked me to play Wu Jing." Dong Chuan said, "But now I am focused on the company, and I can't spare time for filming, so I declined."

Wu Jing is the leading actor in the play.

Cheng Pengfei nodded clearly and said, "Are you really going to stop filming?"

"I won't shoot for the time being, I will think about it when I encounter a good script. I was too busy before, so I have to rest for a while."

The two spent the day lazily in the apartment, and the time passed quickly.

When Cheng Pengfei was alone at home, he always felt that an hour would pass after reading the script.With Dong Dashen's gags, it will be night in a flash.

The two were clinging to each other on the bed. Dong Chuan was obviously two years older than Cheng Pengfei, but his temper was much more childish than him.Like conjoined twins, I wish Cheng Pengfei would follow him in the shower.

Cheng Pengfei got up early the next day, and Dong Chuan was so sleepy that he couldn't keep his eyes open. He had no clothes on, so he took off a pair of Cheng Pengfei's big underpants.

Before he was awake, he muttered that he was going to send Cheng Pengfei to the company.

Cheng Pengfei laughed, and pushed him on the bed through the quilt, and said, "Sleep a little longer, and I'll be back when you wake up."

"Well...it's cold outside, you put a scarf around me."

Seeing people put on the scarf, Dong Chuan yawned and fell asleep.

The quilt was filled with the smell of that person, and the fatigue brought about by several days of work was relieved immediately.

It was past ten o'clock when Dong Chuan woke up again. He took out his mobile phone and skillfully typed in the WeChat group.

[Your boss himself: I have time to come to Cheng Pengfei's apartment at noon to discuss important matters. 】

[Money, money, money: received! 】

[Li Gong: Received! 】

[An unknown agent with the surname Wei: Really, every time I receive an answer, I always feel that we are engaging in pyramid schemes. 】

[Little Golden Retriever: Received! 】

[An unknown agent surnamed Wei: How did he get in here! ! 】

Stuck on time, they arrived at the apartment before noon.

Dong Chuan was making coffee, he looked over his head and said, "You guys are here, take a seat."

After speaking, he poured a cup of coffee for each of the four of them.

Holding the coffee in his hand, Wei Dong thought to himself that he had lived so long that he had seen everything. Master Dong knew how to pour coffee for others.

Dong Chuan said: "Don't just look at it, drink it. By the way, let me tell you something. I officially announce that I have entered into an impure relationship with Mr. Cheng Pengfei and continue to communicate."

Ru Ming Li Gong and Xiao Jin on the side remained silent, the master's affairs were decided by the master himself.

An unknown manager surnamed Wei stared wide-eyed, and before he could put down his coffee, he shouted, "You said you wouldn't do anything to him!"

Dong Chuan rubbed his chin, as if thinking of something, suddenly pursed his lips and smiled, and said, "Love is hard to control, a single dog like you won't understand."

Wei Dong: "..." Gan Liliang.

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