The actor is a double-faced petite

It rained day and night for three days.

There is little rain in T city this summer, it seems that God has been holding back for too long, vowing to clear up the previous sweltering heat.

Sheng Shi was still worried about how to explain his injury to Director Xia. Before returning to the crew, the Municipal Flood Control Bureau issued an orange warning for flash flood disasters early in the morning. The crew had to suspend filming. I had a short vacation.

Fortunately, he had the foresight to play enough games. As long as the heavy rain doesn't rain continuously for a whole month, the follow-up broadcasts will not be affected at all.

Li Qingchen and Gu Qianmu would leave when the heavy rain stopped the next morning.

For some reason, the two of them didn't seem to have slept well, with dark circles under their eyes.One had shame in his eyes, and the other stared at Tang Zichao angrily.

Once the three-day time limit prescribed by the doctor was up, the plaster cast on Sheng Shi's leg could be removed, but his arm still had to be splinted.He couldn't wait to urge Tang Zichao to take off the plaster and replace him with an elastic band.

Although there was no one else in the family except Xiaotian, Tang Zichao hugged him wherever he went for the past three days, and he was almost too ashamed.

"Let me hug you?" Tang Zichao knelt down | helped Shengshi fix the elastic band and said, "The doctor suggested that you should exercise less and rest more when you remove the cast."

"It's less exercise, not staying still." Sheng Shi laughed, "If I don't take two steps, I will forget how to walk."

"It doesn't matter if you forget, Gong will be your leg from now on." Tang Zichao said, Fu Shengshi stood up and supported him to walk a few steps in the living room, "Does it still hurt?"

Sheng Shi shook his head: "It's only a little soreness, it's probably getting better soon."

"It's not that fast, it hurts for a hundred days, so let's take it easy."

After Tang Zichao finished speaking, he refused to let Sheng Shi go, and forcefully asked him to sit on the sofa and finish the beef bone soup for lunch.

Tang Zichao is really a strange creature. Knowing that the beef bone soup is not very useful, he still stubbornly gets up early every day to boil a pot, trying to coax Shengshi to drink it.

Sheng Shi never competed with Tang Zichao on trivial matters, he picked up the small soup bowl with one hand, and finished the warm soup.

Tang Zichao cleaned up the tableware, and pulled the sofa away for Sheng Shi to take a nap.

Sheng Shi ate and slept in the past few days, and felt that Tang Zichao was raising himself like a pig.

"Why is it a little pig?" Tang Zichao said indignantly, "My wife is so cute, of course she is a little rabbit."

Prosperity: ...

Is there a difference?

They are all to be fattened up, boiled and eaten.

He wasn't very sleepy, listening to the sound of rain outside, he felt very comfortable, leaning on the sofa and watching his mobile phone to cultivate sleepiness.

"What is my wife looking at?" Tang Zichao squeezed to his side and got a big head.

"Look." Sheng Shi smiled, turned the phone screen in the direction of Tang Zichao, and took him to watch it together, "I finished reading what you recommended to me, and found some by myself. It should be written by the same author, but the protagonist The name of ... er, each book is very similar to ours, it seems to be our fanfiction."

Tang Zichao had a lot of things to do, even if he was at home, he didn't stay with Shengshi all the time, he spent most of his time in the study or a place not far from Shengshi to deal with work, Shengshi didn't want to bother him all the time, so he found something for himself to do.

His experience is limited, as Tang Zichao said, watching is indeed an effective way to improve the character's perception.

Different from film and television works, the delicate psychological description in the novel is more intuitive. The perspective of the protagonist in Shengshidai's article seems to have experienced a different life.

Tang Zichao looked at the signature on the author column: Mmm.

Ah Shi is too witty, isn't his vest about to fall off?

Tang Zichao blinked his eyes, pretended not to understand, and tilted his head cutely: "Honey, what is a fanfiction?"

"Don't pretend." Sheng Shi poked Tang Zichao's dimples with the corner of his phone, trying to make a serious expression, but when he saw Tang Zichao grinning, he couldn't stop laughing, "You paid attention to this author, I haven't forgotten it. "

Tang Zichao stuck out his tongue, trying to pass the test by being cute.

He didn't succeed, and Sheng Shi pinched his face again.

Sheng Shi's memory is very good, but not to the extent of photographic memory.It is really the author's ID that is too memorable.

When Tang Zichao taught him acting for the first time, he acted in the script of the Bandit King and the Little Xianggong. It happened that the author was called "Sheng Da Wang's Little Cutie", so he remembered it.

Sheng Shi flipped through the author's Weibo, and sure enough, he found the book "The Young Master of Yazhai, Wisdom and Bravery" in "her" past articles.It's just that, the little Xianggong is not called Tang Zichao, he is called "Sheng Xiaoshi", and the bandit leader is called "Tang Dachao".

The release date was very early, when Sheng Shi just entered the entertainment circle. In the earliest comments, someone asked who "Sheng Xiaoshi" was, and the later comments began to say "Destroy the drama, don't touch Brother Citang" and "Madam, you The CP is poisonous."

In the recent comments, there are only those screaming "the Tang Dynasty is prosperous and kingly".

Reversed back and forth, it can be called a really fragrant scene.

Tang Zichao pouted and arched into Sheng Shi's arms, arching very vigorously, it was miraculous that he could accurately avoid Sheng Shi's injured arm, "Honey, can you accept this kind of fan art?"

Pointing at his fingers, he pretended to say: "People see that they still write about Tang Monk's flesh, how embarrassing."

Shengshi was speechless.

Tang Zichao is the only one in the world who is not worthy of saying this.

"The last time you thought about the one in the bathtub, didn't you refer to Tang Seng written by the author...?" Sheng Shi ruthlessly exposed him.

Tang Zichao said he really didn't.

He obviously thought of the bathtub py first before writing this Tang Monk Meat!

Tang Zichao took a peek at Sheng Shi's expression, but didn't see any anger on him, so he asked boldly, "Aren't you angry when someone writes like this in the article?"

"There's nothing to be angry about." Sheng Shi said frankly, "This author is very conscious of social responsibility. He has coded inappropriate descriptions and can only see them after entering the website through age verification. Fan creation is part of literary works, although borrowing Our names are mentioned, but everyone knows that the things written in the article are fictional by the author, and it will not affect us. Everyone has the right to imagine, even if such a thing is written, it is just a more drastic way of expression And adult emotional catharsis."

Tang Zichao felt shy when Sheng Shi said that driving was so magnificent.

A Shi is also very serious today, I really want to drop "that".

Alas, no, I can't do strenuous exercise, I have to wait for him to heal.uncomfortable.

Tang Zichao sucked Sheng Shi's chin, and asked maliciously: "So, have you checked the website?"

"... Cough." Sheng Shi said vaguely: "I saw it, and wondered why she put some content in the link."

"How is it written?"

Sheng Shi turned his head away, "That's it, that's it."

"What kind? Good or bad?"

Sheng Shi avoided answering, looked at the heavy rain outside and said, "Why hasn't Xiaotian come home yet? You won't lose your game, right?"

Tang Zichao: Pfft.

He stopped teasing, kissed his lovely A Shi, left him to watch, and went to "work" in the study by himself.

The Luban lock Tang Zichao had painstakingly restored according to Li Qingchen's dismantling process, and put it back in Shengshi's bedside cabinet where he kept small things.

He deduced that Sheng Tao had never seen the video recorded by Mrs. Sheng.

Gu Tianyuan sealed off the master bedroom, he didn't dare to set foot there, so how could he let Sheng Tao in.

Moreover, although he always told Gu Qianmu that Sheng Tao was a lunatic, he never doubted how much Sheng Tao cherished Mrs. Sheng. After all, according to Gu Tianyuan's description, before Mrs. Sheng passed away, Sheng Tao was not so crazy.

There are always some people who even a lunatic would care about, and would not want to hurt anything.

If Sheng Tao watched the video, and there was his sister's deathbed request in the middle, at least he would not try to use the prosperous age as a springboard for money and power.

Tang Zichao thought about whether to send the video to Sheng Tao anonymously.

As soon as the thought came up, he dismissed it.

Even if he is anonymous, Sheng Tao can always find out if he wants to. He can't pin his hopes on the groundless inference that "Sheng Tao's conscience still exists" and directly expose the information he has obtained.

Perhaps humane enough, but too naive and too stupid.

Tang Zichao is not a prosperous age, his heart is hard enough.

Therefore, even if he felt guilty for violating Mrs. Sheng's last wish, Tang Zichao would never turn back.

That night Tang Zichao copied three copies of the video, sent one to Gu Qianmu, uploaded one to archive, and copied the other to a hidden file on his phone.

Tang Zichao sat down at the desk, inserted the external hard drive, entered the password, and skillfully selected a folder named "Adult Movies" among countless files to open.

The computer at home is shared by him and Shengshi, and Shengshi will not touch his hard drive, Tang Zichao still added a few extra insurances.

With such a name, Sheng Shicai would never click on it.

The "adult movie" is naturally not an adult movie, but a surveillance video that Gu Qianmu worked so hard to obtain.

——Belongs to the apartment complex that She Rui lived in before leaving T city, divided into dozens of sections, with a total duration of nearly [-] hours.

The person who set the fire has still not been found. They have too few channels available, so they can only use this stupid method of finding a needle in a haystack.

Even though he knew that he might get nothing after reading it, Tang Zichao still took the trouble to search frame by frame patiently.

He put on an earphone, and while watching the surveillance screen, he listened to the words recorded by Mrs. Sheng on his mobile phone.

Tang Zichao intuitively felt that he had missed something crucial.

"Brother, good morning..."

Tang Zichao had listened to these sentences hundreds of times, and had already memorized them fluently.

"...If you lose the bet... I will make up for your mistakes..."

Tang Zi frowned slightly, and went back to listen to the sentence again.

where is wrong?

What's wrong?

A few painful groans suddenly sounded in the living room, drifting into his ears finely.

Tang Zichao opened the door so that Sheng Shi could call him, and when he heard Sheng Shi's voice, his heart skipped a beat, and he got up and ran down without turning off the computer.

Fortunately, Sheng Shi didn't fall down, he was lying safely on the sofa.

But Sheng Shi's eyes were closed tightly, his body was covered in sweat, his body curled up into a ball, and he couldn't stop moaning in pain.

Tang Zichao hurried over to hug Sheng Shi, stroked his hair with one hand, and patted his back gently with the other, and said in a gentle voice: "Ashi, I'm here, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, you're sick, wake up."

His comfort was very effective, and Sheng Shi slowly stopped struggling.

"……Mother?"

Shengshi's consciousness was gradually withdrawn from his sleep, he looked up and saw Tang Zichao, and was stunned for a moment.

"Ah." His ears turned red in embarrassment, "I'm sorry, I didn't wake up a little bit. I thought it was my mother when you patted me like this."

"It's okay." Tang Zichao kissed his lips, "You can call me anything, even mom."

"..."

Sheng Shi buried his head in Tang Zichao's arms in shame.

"My mother is very gentle." Sheng Shi whispered.

"Huh? Am I not gentle now?"

"...It's different." Sheng Shi said, and added an inaudible sentence: "But I love you both."

Tang Zichao, who did not become a male mother, just felt a little regret in his heart, and was hit by the sound of "I love you both", softening into a puddle of spring water.

"What dream did you have?" He gently wiped the sweat off Sheng Shi's head.

"I dreamed of my mother." Sheng Shi hid the disappointment in his eyes, "I dreamed that she was sitting on the sofa talking to me. I wanted to keep her, but she refused."

It's not good to remember the past.

Tang Zichao's tense heartstrings only let go, and it hurt like being pricked by a needle.

"Sleep again? I'm here with you."

"Aren't you working? I'm fine. Go and get busy."

"wait for me."

Tang Zichao was worried about Shengshi and didn't want to be too far away from him, so he went upstairs and turned off his computer, came back with his notebook and hard drive, and found a small bundle of pink silk thread in the coffee table drawer.

The two of them didn't go out these few days and didn't wear their wedding rings.Tang Zichao tied one end of the silk thread to Shengshi's left ring finger and tied a bow loosely, and tied the other end to his own ring finger in the same way.

When you're done, he smiled smugly: "Try to see if our new wedding ring works well."

As Tang Zichao said, he sat on the other side of the sofa. The length of the silk thread was just right, just enough for him to put his hands on the armrest of the sofa.

Sheng Shi looked at the pink bow between his fingers and smiled, hooking his fingers.

The silk thread led Tang Zichao to move his ring finger.

"I work here." Tang Zi said, hooking his fingers to urge Sheng Shi, "Go to sleep."

"……Um."

Sheng Shi held the silk thread in his palm and closed his eyes with peace of mind.

Tang Zichao waited for Shengshi's breathing to calm down and fell asleep again before opening his laptop to import the monitoring screen.

Unable to listen to the recording, he cycled through his memories in his mind.

Looking at the prosperous world again and again, no matter how heavy the heart is, it is comforted.

and many more.

Tang Zichao finally understood what was wrong.

Mrs. Sheng is a very gentle person.

She said that she should make up for Sheng Tao's mistakes.

But in the accident, she was not the only one who died, not counting the crew, but also Gu Tianyuan's assistant Wang Zhi.

As gentle as Mrs. Sheng, how could she let the people around her accompany her to die when she knew it was a death flight?

Tang Zichao took out his mobile phone and was about to contact Gu Qianmu, when Gu Qianmu's message popped up in the dialog box first.

【Tang Zichao, do you remember Wang Zhi?I doubt he is alive, I asked Xiaowei, the nurse who went to look after his father, to see someone with a similar build to him outside the nursing home. 】

Tang Zi raised his eyebrows.

[What a coincidence, I doubt it too. 】

Tang Zichao put down his cell phone and notebook.

The rainstorm stopped at some point.

The sunshine of the last three days pushed away the dark clouds and leaked in through the gap in the curtains, and a ray fell just a few centimeters above Shengshi's head.

It made his A Shi look like a sleeping little angel.

Tang Zichao couldn't hold back, walked over lightly, leaned over and kissed the little angel's eyes.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-08-2517:58:48~2020-08-2717:07:59期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 52 bottles of toothpaste; 10 bottles of dale; 1 bottle of Xiaoyue;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!