The little fox of the actor's house

Ye An had been sitting in the living room. He didn't know how long he had been sitting. He just watched the sky light up bit by bit, watched the sun rise and shine on the balcony.

Ye An's thoughts came back bit by bit, and his mind had returned to calm. He moved his body, because his legs were completely numb from sitting for too long, and he took a while to stand up.

Ye An walked into the bathroom slowly, and stood in front of the mirror to look at himself. He cried last night and didn't rest. His eyes are swollen and red now, and his condition is very bad.

If Zhang Bufan saw him like this, he would definitely scold him to death.

Ye An was thinking like this, when the phone rang outside the bathroom, he listened blankly for a while, the phone should be in the bedroom.

Ye An walked into the bedroom and picked up the phone to see that the caller was Zhang Bufan.

Ye An swiped the screen, "Hello."

As soon as the hoarse voice came out, Ye An was stunned.

Zhang Bufan on the other side of the phone was eating, and he paused when he heard the movement of adding vegetables, "What's wrong with your throat?"

Ye An took the phone away, cleared his throat, and said two more words in a low voice. Although his voice was still a little hoarse, it was much better than before, and he put the phone close to his ear again, "It's okay...just now wake."

"Just woke up?" Zhang Bufan looked at his phone subconsciously, to make sure he got the time right, "You didn't wake up until it was one o'clock? Did you become a thief last night?"

Ye Anxin said yes, but he was becoming a thief.

But this can't be said, Ye An made nonsense: "Last night I forgot the time while chasing the drama, so I watched it all night."

Zhang Bufan believed it was true, and was speechless for a while, "I haven't acted enough, have I?"

"That's different." Ye An continued to babble, "Acting by myself and watching other people's plays are completely different experiences. Watching other people's performances more and gaining some experience will help me too."

"So that's why you stayed up all night?" Zhang Bufan asked coolly.

"Cough..." Ye An coughed lightly. He didn't want to talk about this topic, so he quickly changed the subject, "By the way, it's almost Mid-Autumn Festival, do you have any plans for this year?"

Single dog Zhang Bufan looked indifferent, "What arrangements can I make?"

Zhang Bufan is no better than Ye An, he is alone, and the holidays and festivals are no different for him from his usual life.

In the past, Ye An and Zhang Bufan would spend every New Year's festival together. The two big men had a big dinner, and ate rice dumplings or mooncakes after the meal, which could be regarded as giving a sense of festival ritual.

But this year, Zhang Bufan felt that there was a high probability that he would have to pass by alone, which was why he called Ye An, to confirm his thoughts.

After lunch, Zhang Bufan wiped his mouth with a tissue, and asked, "What about you? Do you have a date for the Mid-Autumn Festival this year?"

Ye An didn't realize Zhang Bufan's meaning for a while, he laughed and said, "You don't know if I have arranged it or not."

Zhang Bufan was amazed, "Qin Lang didn't ask you out?"

Ye An asked back, "Should he ask me out?"

Where Ye An couldn't see, Zhang Bufan nodded.

No appointment is a good thing.

Zhang Bufan drank his saliva and said: "I took a few boxes of moon cakes, who do you want to give them to, I will ask Wang Yu to deliver them to you."

"Moon cakes..." Ye An asked, "Which one is it?"

Zhang Bufan: "Thirteen fasts."

Thirteen fast...

Ye An remembered that Ji Qinghuai liked mooncakes from Shisanzhai, Qin Lang said he didn't like sweets very much, but Ye An really didn't know if he liked mooncakes or not.

Ye An thought for a while and said, "Just ask Wang Yu to give me four boxes."

There is no one else to give away, it's not because Ye An has no friends, it's just that most of his friends are single, very few of them are married, and few people eat when they give it away.

"Okay." Zhang Bufan agreed, "Then we have to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival this year."

Ye An couldn't help laughing, from Zhang Bufan's words, he inexplicably heard the feeling of an old married couple.

After the phone call, Ye An took a deep breath, took the phone, and saw that the time displayed on the screen was 13:14.

good numbers.

Ye An returned to the bathroom, looked at his face in the mirror again, and rubbed it with his hands.

This state is not good.

Ye An washed up, took another shower, lay down on the bed and closed his eyes to rest his mind. He couldn't sleep at all now, but he needed to rest. Even closing his eyes and resting his mind was better than staying awake.

At about five o'clock, Wang Yu came to deliver mooncakes to Ye An. Although Ye An's condition was better than before, he couldn't hide the exhaustion on his face. Wang Yu worried: "Brother Ye, what's wrong with you?" ?”

"It's nothing." Ye An said with a smile: "I went to be a thief last night, and I suffered."

Sometimes, what you say is obviously the truth, but people just think you are joking.

Wang Yu took this as a joke, and didn't dare to ask more details. After struggling for a while, he couldn't help reminding: "Brother Ye, you should adjust your status well these few days, otherwise you will enter the group like this..."

Wang Yu didn't say what happened next, but Ye An also understood.

"I know." Ye An smiled, "I will definitely adjust my state before joining the group."

He paused and added: "This is not to tell Zhang Bufan."

Wang Yu was a little hesitant.

Ye An patted Wang Yu on the shoulder, "The Mid-Autumn Festival red envelope bribes you, remember to keep it secret for me."

Wang Yu said honestly, "It's not about red envelopes."

Xiao Liyu has no deep experience in the world and has a relatively solid mind. Zhang Bufan asked him to report Ye An's situation, and he would report it in detail. Except for this, which gave Ye An a headache, there was nothing else to choose.

"I promise there won't be a next time." Ye An swore a promise, and said again: "It's almost the holidays, let him be less angry, it's good for his health."

Wang Yu was right when he thought about it, and reluctantly said: "Okay..."

Ye An quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

After seeing Wang Yu off, Ye An looked at the exquisitely packaged mooncakes on the ground, opened WeChat and sent a message to Qin Lang.

Ye An: Brother, are you free tomorrow?

But unfortunately, Qin Lang is in the kitchen at the moment, and Ji Qinghuai's mobile phone is at hand.

Ji Qinghuai turned on Qin Lang's cell phone and replied: Yes.

Before Ye An could reply, Ji Qinghuai sent another message.

Ji Qinghuai: I'm free tonight too, I'm the only one at home, come?

If someone else sent Ye An a message like this, Ye An would have to think wrongly, but the other party was Qin Lang, so Ye An took the words literally.

He looks like a ghost now, so he can't go to see Qin Lang.

Ye An: I won't bother you tonight.

Ji Qinghuai typed on the keyboard with one hand: It's a pity.

Ye An was confused.

Ye An: What's wrong?

Ji Qinghuai: I want you to accompany me.

Ji Qinghuai: The kind that warms the bed.

The last four words frightened Ye An, who just drank a mouthful of water and sprayed it out.

Ye An wiped his mouth, thought for a while, and replied tremblingly: Senior Ji?

Ji Qinghuai: "..."

It was discovered so quickly.

Not fun.

It happened that Qin Lang came out of the kitchen and saw Ji Qinghuai holding his mobile phone, staring at the screen and thinking about something, Qin Lang was a little worried, walked over and pulled the phone out of Ji Qinghuai's hand, his heart tightened when he saw the screen.

After quickly flipping through the chat records of Ji Qinghuai and Ye An, the corners of Qin Lang's mouth couldn't help but twitch.

Ji Qinghuai was a little depressed, and he was recognized after chatting for a few words, so he was very happy.

Qin Lang ignored him, typed a line and sent it.

Qin Lang: I'll be at home tomorrow.

When Ye An saw the word "I", he knew it was Qin Lang himself who replied this time.

Ye An: Then can I visit tomorrow?

visit?

Qin Lang smiled.

Qin Lang: You don't need to be so formal, you can come whenever you want.

Ye Anxin said that this painting style is right.

Ye An: Then I will go there tomorrow morning.

Qin Lang: Good.

Qin Lang put down his phone and looked at Ji Qinghuai with a serious face.

Ji Qinghuai yawned, "I'm suddenly sleepy."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Qin Lang to speak, he got up and ran quickly to the room, shouting as he ran, "Remember to call me for dinner."

Qin Lang: "..."