[Rebirth] Incognito to be an actor

An Ziyin didn't speak either. The slightly noisy voice on the other end of the phone indicated that this person was really trapped at the airport, which made Cheng Zan feel unreal.

"You..." He hesitated to speak.

The words that came to his lips were swallowed back again, "Can the visa be issued?"

"Come back to Italy with me?" An Ziyin asked suddenly.

"Come back to Italy with me."

The first sentence is a question, but the latter sentence has changed its tone.

Cheng Zan suddenly had a feeling that An Ziyin actually knew everything, he just didn't tell the truth.

He settled down, and said in a flat tone, "What are you talking about, I'm Cheng Rumu, and I'm still a bad star."

An Ziyin didn't mention this matter again, as if Cheng Zan's answer had cut off the possibility, instead he said, "I will get a visa, give me some benefits, and the Chinese government won't reject me again. "

Only then did Cheng Zan realize that something was wrong. With An Ziyin's current status as the mafia godfather, if he used his real name, no country would allow him to enter the country. What's more, he wanted to do business. He hesitated. Said, "Use a fake identity to keep a low profile?"

He couldn't say anything bluntly, or he would have admitted that he was An Chengzan, otherwise how could he be so clear about An Ziyin's true identity?

"If I want to expand my business in China, I have to show my face. It's even worse if I get discovered."

"Why do you want to do such a big business? It's enough to have a foothold." After saying this, Cheng Zan felt really stupid, because the people of the An family would never be satisfied with such a small foothold. It's as if his father would rather sacrifice his marriage to marry a woman he doesn't love, and it's as if he is determined to become an actor after entering the show business circle.

Just subconsciously, he hoped that An Ziyin wouldn't be so tired.

"I have to expand the business, otherwise I don't have the right to speak here." An Ziyin didn't know what Cheng Zan was thinking, and once expressed his thoughts very implicitly.

He will never show his emotions outside, because his father said that he doesn't need these, he just needs to protect Chengzan well.

A person shows his inner state to others through words, actions, and facial expressions because he wants to communicate with others, but An Ziyin doesn't need it. His existence is only for his younger brother.

An Ziyin was used to being expressionless, and was used to not expressing himself in words.After losing his brother, he realized that it was not enough for him to protect Chengzan's safety. He really regretted not comforting him with words or other things when Chengzan needed him.

He wants to change, but there is no chance, he can only get closer to madness day by day.Until that afternoon, when he received a strange call, An Ziyin was really glad that he had received this almost miraculous call.

If Cheng Zan hadn't been drunk, if Cheng Zan hadn't called his original number subconsciously, if he hadn't kept Cheng Zan's cell phone with him all the time... At that moment, An Ziyin, who never believed in religion, couldn't help but praise God .

A single phone call will definitely not convince An Ziyin that it is praise, but for him, one possibility is enough.He has already made up his mind to send someone to check the number, and then send someone to China to establish a company. If that person is not Cheng Zan, then he will have a lover.Without An Chengzan's bondage, An Ziyin would really collapse.

Just like a cat that grew up in a bottle, it has grown deformed. If the bottle is broken, the cat without support will only die.

That day, when I saw Cheng Rumu at the Shangri-La Hotel, I didn't miss the panic of the man. Although the man tried his best to keep him calm, I knew that he was the one I couldn't lose.

Checking Cheng Rumu's information, he knows that Cheng Zan has been reborn for a while, but he has never contacted 'M', he knows what this means - Cheng Zan doesn't want to come back.An Ziyin's mind is very clear, so when he first started planning, he asked Hastings to completely wash away the marks of 'M' and An's family when he established the company.

Before hunting, the prey must be paralyzed.

An Ziyin knows Cheng Zan too well. If he smells anything related to An's family, this smart and proud person may not hide, but when the two meet, that person must be fully prepared , would not allow himself to see his truest performance at all.

He asked Hastings to reveal that "Boss Yin" wanted to invest in Cheng Zan's new play when the company was first established. Sure enough, after almost half a year, when he proposed to invite him to dinner, Cheng Zan did not have the slightest doubt accepted.

In terms of conspiracy and conspiracy, An Ziyin knew that the outcome between himself and Cheng Zan could only be won by [-] or [-] points, and he had the upper hand in this matter, so it was natural for Cheng Zan to lose.Heaven pays off, when An Ziyin was sure that the person sitting across from him, the person who tasted nothing was Cheng Zan, his heart finally calmed down.

The lost and regained sense of security turned the raised wolf back into a loyal dog.

He also resented.

Why is Chengzan still alive but not coming back?

But when he saw Cheng Zan, or even just felt that he was still by his side, he was relieved.

It's okay, if you don't come back, I'll go find you, as long as you don't leave in that way.I can always find it anywhere in the world.

His idea is that simple, as long as Cheng Zan is within his reach, that's enough.He really thought so.

But yesterday, when Alfonso told him that Cheng Zan fell into a coma because of filming, An Ziyin really realized that he was still wrong.

How can I stay so far away from him?

Even though the visa hadn't been successfully processed, An Ziyin got on the plane to China City B directly.

He had already figured it out, if anything happened to Cheng Zan, even if he broke into it, he would go to the hospital to see him one last time.

Fortunately, God favored him, and Cheng Zan was still alive...

An Ziyin felt that if Cheng Zan didn't go to Italy, then maybe he wouldn't go back either.

He really can't leave him.

Cheng Zan didn't know what An Ziyin was thinking, and couldn't even ask him if he knew.An Ziyin and An Chengzan are half-brothers, as long as the paper is not broken between the two of them for a day, Cheng Zan can still hold the hope that An Ziyin might like him.

If it is broken, then my feelings for him will always be a secret love.

Sometimes Cheng Zan really hates himself, hates himself for not being up to date, his brother who likes him has been in love for 18 years and still hates himself, why should he expect this relationship?

The Buddhists said: Life is like being in a thorny forest. If the heart does not move, the person will not move rashly, and if the heart does not move, it will not hurt;Cheng Zan felt he deserved it again.

"What will you do later?" He thought that An Ziyin might sleep alone on the cold ground at night, and he felt uncomfortable, so he frowned and asked, "Is there no one to pick you up?"

An Ziyin only said, "It's fine."

Cheng Zan's frown deepened, and he said, "You wait." Then he hung up the phone.

Su Hua took Shao Donglai to a nearby hotel, because Shao Donglai was underage, Cheng Zan asked him to stay there, so now there is only Alfonso guarding the door of the ward.

He told Alfonso directly that he was going to find his master, and Alfonso didn't stop him, and even helped him avoid the reporters blocking the door.

Fortunately, it was not 10 o'clock at this time, Alfonso went to the supermarket to buy three big blankets, and brought a hat and mask for Cheng Zan, and then rushed to the airport in City B.

Cover your face, it's night again, although it looks a little wretched, but at least you don't have to worry about being recognized.

City B is the leading big city in China, even at night, the airport is working all night long, but An Ziyin can't get out of the customs at all, so Cheng Zan had to buy two plane tickets to fly to other places soon, and then he and Alfang Suo entered the pass.

He pursed his lips, looked at the haggard-looking man in front of him with some distress, and said something stupid as hell, "Have you eaten yet?"

Unexpectedly, An Ziyin shook his head.

He glared at him fiercely, "Let's go to eat, can't you swipe your card without bringing RMB?"

Alfonso still wanted to silently follow behind with his things, but he heard the boss say, "Give me the things, go back and rest."

"Yes, boss." Alfonso didn't hesitate at all, gave An Ziyin the things in his hand, turned and left.

"Does your head still hurt?"

"Fortunately."

"Take off the hat and let me see."

Cheng Zan ignored him, but An Ziyin took his hat away, "Where did you hit?"

Cheng Zan, who hadn't recovered from his senses, felt the man's big warm hand gently touch his head, his movements were very gentle, as if he was afraid of hurting himself.

His face turned red in an instant, but luckily he couldn't see it with a mask on, so Cheng Zan had no choice but to point his finger in order to prevent him from groping.

An Ziyin pushed aside the short hair there, and found that there was still a big swollen lump, and his heart was even more uncomfortable, he just felt that he was really useless, and Cheng Zan was hurt again and again.

Cheng Zan saw the man staring straight at his head, not knowing what he was thinking, suddenly felt uncomfortable, pulled his hand and said, "Don't stand around stupidly, go to dinner first at this late hour."

He was really not used to An Ziyin like this.

"Stay at night?" An Ziyin asked. In fact, he had planned to let Alfonso leave just now. At this time, he really didn't want him to leave his sight, but when he thought of Cheng Zan's injury, he couldn't help but feel sad. I feel something is wrong.

When An Ziyin said this, Cheng Zan knew that he was going to sleep with An Ziyin on the floor tonight.

That's enough, why can't he refuse as long as it is what this person says, how long will he have to live in this useless rhythm?

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