The tenth year of actor Xie He

At this time, Xie Lingyun had just returned to the hotel, when he heard the phone ringing on the bed, he thought it might be Wen Zhiyuan, so he hurried over to pick it up.

He didn't think too much about Wen Zhiyuan's endless question, and immediately asked:

【How do you know that my eyes are uncomfortable? 】

[Have you been to the hospital? 】

[It's just a little dry, it's not a big problem, Su Ying said that I watched too much on my phone, and gave me a bottle of eye drops, and it's almost healed now. 】

Wen Zhiyuan frowned slightly, he was afraid that Xie Lingyun would focus on money now, and would delay going to the hospital if he didn't have time, after all, the eyes are a very sensitive organ, and it would be very troublesome if they really got inflamed.

[What time is your flight tomorrow? 】

[It's past eight o'clock in the morning. 】Xie Lingyun leaned against the cabinet in the room, bowed his head and typed quickly.

[After getting there, go to the hospital to see an ophthalmologist first, don't take it seriously. 】

【I really don’t have time. If the flight is not delayed, I’ll be there in the morning, I’ll go to the studio at noon, and the shooting will start in the afternoon. I’m really fine. Don’t worry. I’m so sleepy. I’m going to take a shower and stop talking. 】

Seeing his attitude, Wen Zhiyuan couldn't help feeling a little anxious, so he dialed the video.

Xie Lingyun clicked to accept, yawned and said to Wen Zhiyuan in the camera: "It's really all right, if you don't believe me, look at it." He put the camera on his face and tried to open his eyes wide.

He couldn't see anything clearly in the camera, Wen Zhiyuan felt that Xie Lingyun was so cute and silly, suppressed the anxiety in his heart, and reminded him in a warm voice: "Take your phone away, so you won't be able to see anything."

Xie Lingyun took the phone away and smiled at the camera: "How about this?"

The light in the opposite room was dim, and Wen Zhiyuan could only see the outlines of Xie Lingyun's facial features: "It still doesn't work."

"I'll send you a selfie." Xie Lingyun yawned.

Wen Zhiyuan didn’t bring a Bluetooth headset when he came out. Turning on the speaker on his mobile phone would affect other people in the restaurant. If he didn’t turn on the speaker, he couldn’t hear clearly. He didn’t want to make a video here, so he said, “OK, take a photo. Send it over, let's do this first."

After finishing the video call, Xie Lingyun picked up his mobile phone and took a selfie. After taking the photo, he found that the room was too dark and the photo was a bit blurry. He then turned on all the lights in the room and took another photo. This one was very clear. , he was also very satisfied, quit the camera, he clicked on the top dialog box in the WeChat list, clicked directly to add a photo, and then clicked send.

After posting, he just opened the cabinet and prepared to take a bath in his pajamas, when the other party sent a few words, Xie Lingyun picked up his phone to read it, and was suddenly stunned.

[Is it wrong? 】The text is followed by a smiling expression.

Xie Lingyun rubbed his eyes, looked over, and found that he had sent the photo to Tang Le's friend who had dinner with him that day.

The two added WeChat two days ago, but they haven't sent any messages since then.

Today, he remembered that Wen Zhiyuan was coming back from abroad in a few days, so he asked that person about the old Chinese doctor, and wanted to ask Wen Zhiyuan to look at the address when he came back, but the other party didn't reply, so now go up Slide, but can see a very long text reply.

Xie Lingyun thought to himself that the other party just replied to him when he clicked on WeChat just now, so the dialog box went to the top.

Xie Lingyun was a little embarrassed, and sent a voice message: "Yeah, I sent it by mistake. I was going to send it to my friend. I'm sorry to bother you."

Exiting the dialog box, he yawned again, found Wen Zhiyuan in the row below, resent the photo, and then copied and pasted the message that the man had sent him to Wen Zhiyuan.

He was so sleepy, he dropped his phone, grabbed his pajamas and went to the bathroom, yawning several times in a few steps.

Wen Zhiyuan was still looking at the selfie sent by Xie Lingyun, and did not exit the picture to see the last copy and pasted content of Xie Lingyun.

Xie Lingyun's complexion is fair, so the blue shadow formed under his eyes due to not sleeping well is particularly obvious. I don't know if it is a problem with the angle. Wen Zhiyuan feels that he seems to have lost weight recently. After watching the whole thing, he zooms in on Xie Lingyun's eyes again It seems that the corners of his eyes are not as red as in the photo Wen Yuanzhou showed him just now, so there should be no problem.

After exiting the photo, Wen Zhiyuan saw that Xie Lingyun had sent a bunch of endless text messages.

【what is this? 】

The other party didn't reply, and Wen Zhiyuan didn't care. He put the phone back to his hand and continued to eat.

Wen Yuanzhou asked with concern on the opposite side: "Are his eyes okay?"

Wen Zhiyuan shook his head: "He's rough, he's fine."

Wen Yuanzhou had an expression of disapproval: "Duplicity, I was worried about that just now, and now I say that again, his skin is considered very good."

Wen Zhiyuan didn't know what he thought of, he pulled the corner of his mouth lightly, and gave a low laugh: "His skin is pretty good, but it's too sensitive."

Wen Yuanzhou was stunned for a moment, then recalled, lowered his head a little embarrassedly and took a sip of coffee.

After hesitating for a moment, Wen Yuanzhou looked up at Wen Zhiyuan: "Brother, are Su Kuang and you classmates?"

Wen Zhiyuan's expression froze slightly, and he put down the spoon immediately: "It's a classmate, we've known each other since childhood, what's wrong?"

Wen Yuanzhou sighed softly: "The last time he went back to China to eat at his place, he asked for my phone number. I think he seems to be chasing me."

The expression on Wen Zhiyuan's face was completely blank: "He, how should I put it, he may not have as little relationship experience as you, and he had a good time before."

Wen Yuanzhou nodded: "I understand what you mean."

Wen Zhiyuan glanced at him: "That's good."

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Let's say that the middle-aged man clicked on the message and listened to the voice content sent by Xie Lingyun. His fingers hung above the screen for a moment. When he was about to reply to the message, the door of the bathroom was pushed open.

Tang Le wrapped in a bathrobe and walked out of the bathroom slowly. Seeing the man staring at the phone with a solemn expression, he asked with a smile, "Still busy with work?"

The man glanced at him and shook his head slightly: "Someone sent the wrong message."

Tang Le looked down at the skirt of the silk bathrobe on her body, and gently pulled it down a little, exposing the collarbone and part of the pectoral muscles.

Curious, he walked over and sat down next to the man, put his hand on the man's leg, rubbed it lightly through the thin fabric of pajamas, tilted his head slightly, looked up at the man and asked, "It's so late. Wrong news, this person is careless enough."

The man didn't answer, put away his phone, put his palm on the back of Tang Le's hand, stopped him from moving further, and looked into his eyes: "I'm a little tired today."

That is the meaning of not doing it, Tang Le smiled slightly, and returned to his usual look of brilliance: "Is everything settled?"

The man nodded, took another sip of the tea in front of him, let go of Tang Le's hand, stood up and walked into the inner bedroom.

This is a large suite with two bedrooms. Men don't like people around when they sleep. Tang Le has been familiar with his temper with him for more than a year. Usually, he goes back to another room to rest after the end. Today Since he said no, there was no reason for Tang Le to go to the man's room, but recently men were taking medicine before going to bed, Tang Le prepared a glass of warm water, and slowly pushed open the door of the man's room.

"I remembered that you were going to take medicine, so I brought a glass of water over, didn't I bother you?"

The man put down his phone and said lightly, "It's okay."

Tang Le put down the water glass on the bedside table, opened the drawer naturally, and took out the box containing the pills.

The man took the medicine from Tang Le and put it in his mouth. Tang Le hurriedly brought up the warm water again. After the man drank the medicine, Tang Le took the cup back and put it down, and passed the tissue on it.

The man was probably moved by his thoughtful behavior, and said to him, "Did you say you were afraid of thunder before?"

Tang Le nodded, lowered his eyes slightly, and said with some shame: "My hometown often thundered. When I was young, my father left early, and my mother was very busy with the family. She often came back from the factory very late at night. I Staying alone is afraid, and I have been unable to overcome it for so many years."

The man's expression was slightly moved: "The weather forecast says there will be thunderstorms at night, so you can sleep here at night."

Tang Le smiled and nodded, went around to the other side of the bed to turn on the bedside lamp, then turned off the light on the man's side, then went back and sat down with the quilt lifted, turned sideways and said, "Good night."

"Ah."

After the man lay down, Tang Le turned off the light and fell asleep beside him. After about half an hour, the person next to him finally let out a gentle breathing sound. He sat up gently, and with the faint light coming in from the window, he stepped on the carpet with bare feet Go up, walk to the man's side, and pick up the mobile phone he put on the table.

Tang Le usually pays special attention when men use their mobile phones, so he probably knows his password. He tried it twice, and successfully unlocked it the third time. He was a little excited, glanced at the sleeping man on the bed, and hurriedly clicked on WeChat.

All the messages in WeChat have been cleared. In the faint night light, Tang Le couldn't help but lose control of his expression. He frowned. He clicked on the gallery in his phone, and then he saw Xie Lingyun's photo. In the gallery, only There is this picture, and the time shows that this picture was taken some time ago tonight.

Tang Le was shocked for a moment, and his eyes were fixed on the screen for a moment. After a few seconds, he silently exited the software and put the phone lock screen back to its original place.

Going back to my side and lying down, the shock in my heart has long since turned into unwillingness.

Before, he accidentally discovered that the man paid special attention to Xie Lingyun's news. When he invested in "Luoyang Palace", he even hinted that his subordinates wanted to sign Xie Lingyun. He was just wondering whether Xie Lingyun had something to do with the man.

So he invited Xie Lingyun many times to participate in the role competition of "Luoyang Palace". After several trials, he didn't find anything useful. It seemed that Xie Lingyun had nothing to do with men.

At that time, he thought it was only the man who was paying attention to Xie Lingyun unilaterally.

Later, Xie Lingyun really took over the drama "Luoyang Palace". Tang Le observed silently, but he didn't see any contact between the man and him.

But that alone could not make him let go of his vigilance and doubts completely, so he invited the man to visit the class, and specially invited Xie Lingyun to have dinner that night, in order to test the man's attitude towards Xie Lingyun.

Today, when he saw Xie Lingyun's selfie saved in the man's cell phone, he couldn't help overturning his previous cognition.

Maybe it wasn't the man paying attention to Xie Lingyun, but Xie Lingyun was silently approaching the man without his knowledge.

He suddenly felt angry.

It was hard for him to walk to the man's side and dedicate himself to everything that he has today. Before he has a firm foothold, he can't hand over such a big backer to others, especially Xie Lingyun is very likely become his competitors.

What's more, Xie Lingyun threatened Su Kuang before. Thinking of this, the hatred in his heart became stronger.

Tang Le wasn't sure if the man had any idea about Xie Lingyun.

In a flash, he remembered the scene of dinner that night. Maybe it was Xie Lingyun who directed and acted when he saw a doctor before. The man seemed to take good care of Xie Lingyun that night, and saved his photo today.

All kinds of.

The more Tang Le thought about it, the more angry he became, so he picked up his phone, clicked on WeChat, and found the number of the boss of a marketing company with a good relationship.

[I have some information that I would like you to post for your help. Someone will ask you to delete the post and buy the information later on. You can take it yourself, even if you only need to pay for it. Don’t tell me it’s me. 】

The light from the mobile phone screen shone on his face, and his originally slender eyes were narrowed into a line, making him look very gloomy.

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