The actor's honey lover

"10 minutes?!"

Bai Er lost all sleep in an instant, quickly threw away the phone, jumped up from the bed like a dead body, and hurriedly ran to the closet, looked in the mirror, his hair was messed up, his complexion was not good, and the dark circles under his eyes were still there, he scratched at random. Hair, quickly go to the clothes.

Tossing and turning, disgusted with this one, disgusted with that one, and finally his eyes fell on a set of snow-white hooded sportswear from his school days, and his heart faintly passed over the white robe fluttering white and dust-free.

I don't know if it's because people hundreds of years ago should have fluttering white robes, or because of the patriarch's appearance recorded in the historical records of the Bai family, or more likely, I have seen it in dreams or paintings.

In short, Bai Er was stunned for a few seconds when Bai Wuchen's clean clothes passed by his mind, maybe he would like me in white.

So by accident, I changed into the pure white sportswear, even though it was winter, even though the sportswear seemed too thin.

"Grandpa, I'm going out for a while."

When he went downstairs, Bai Er had his hands in his trouser pockets and had already combed his hair. Although there was still a bunch of dull hair curled up, and his feet were wearing pure white sneakers, he looked like a snowflake elf, delicate and beautiful.

Grandpa was discussing funeral matters with a man. He buried his head in the counter and counted things without raising his head: "Oh, come back early tonight."

"understood."

Seeing that his grandfather didn't look at him, Bai Er hurried away, otherwise he would definitely be scolded for wearing so little.

Instead, he was bumped into by a man who was buying funeral supplies. He was a young man in his twenties, with a greasy hair and a pink face in a suit and leather shoes.

There was no trace of sadness about the death of a family member on his face, probably he was helping someone else with the funeral, seeing Bai Er looking at him, he even smiled.

Bai Er ignored him and went straight out the door.

The greasy-haired and pink-faced man didn't take it seriously, and smiled at his grandfather: "That's your grandson?"

"Yes."

Grandpa just raised his head and glanced at Bai Er, and found that he was wearing autumn sportswear, and when he was about to call back to ask questions, the white shadow had already disappeared under the snowy tree around the corner.

"He's pretty handsome..." The greasy-haired, pink-faced man also stared at the place where he disappeared, and sighed.

Jian Xingze was still afraid of his grandpa, so he didn't dare to stop the car at the entrance of the shop, but stopped at the intersection about ten meters away from the Zhizha shop.

Seeing a gleaming white figure walking towards his car, Jian Xingze pushed down the window, and he drove by himself. He saw no knife and bodyguards. With a wave of his long arm, he opened the passenger door for Bai Er, saying two words: "Come up." .”

Bai Er is very obedient, like a pure white kitten, meowing into it.

Jian Xingze glanced at his thin autumn clothes, and turned up the heater by two levels quietly.

The car started, looking for something to say: "Dress like a milk bottle, are you trying to seduce me?"

It was too cold outside, and the temperature inside the car continued to rise.

On the glass windows, the fog gradually diffused.

Bai Er was not angry either, he held his hands together and blew a puff of mist, "I think again, you might like white..."

"..."

Jian Xingze was stunned for a moment, then laughed again, "Then why are you wearing so little?"

Bai Er sneaked a peek at him, covered his missing ears, and said in a small voice, "I have fewer clothes, and even fewer white ones."

"I'll take you to buy it?" Jian Xingze temporarily changed his ways and looked at him sideways.

Bai Er didn't refuse either: "Okay."

The two arrived at a large fashion mall, Jian Xingze was wearing a mask and hat, and Bai Er was only wearing a mask.

The two walked side by side, a little aimlessly.

Bai Er asked softly, "Do you seldom come to the clothing city?"

"Well, the previous clothes were bought with Xiaowei's help."

There were more people in front, Jian Xingze subconsciously took Bai Er's hand.

Bai Er was suffocating slightly, and raised his eyes to look at him: "The other day, why did Xiao Wei say that she was made by me?"

I regretted it after asking.

Maybe it's because I look alike with Bai Wuchen, they just subconsciously regarded me as him.

Jian Xingze answered truthfully: "Bai Wuchen is a good puppet master. Xiaowei and the housekeeper are living puppets made by him. The reason why Xiaowei was created,"

He paused, his eyes on the mask were deep and long, illuminated by the shining lights in the clothing city, like a few stars.

Xu Jiu added: "Because, there was a time when he wanted to see me in women's clothing, but I refused, so he created a female version of me and gave her the talent to dress up."

As soon as these words came out, all doubts were explained. Bai Wuchen likes Xuemei, so all of Xiaowei's cheongsams have Xuemei.

Jian Xingze's yard is also full of snow plums.

Bai Wuchen likes Jian Xingze, so he created a female version of Jian Xingze, Xiaowei.

What a creative love.

Then what am I worth?

Is it also a substitute like Xiaowei?

There was a trace of bewilderment in Bai Er's eyes, and it was as if a large jar of vinegar had been spilled in his heart, it was sour and very unpleasant.

But she pretended to be calm and said: "It's pretty good...Xiao Wei, she's pretty."

"Bair."

Jian Xingze called Bai Er's name seriously for the first time, turned around and held his little hand with both hands, "The reason why I told you this is because I didn't want to hide something from you. I figured it out, no matter you are Bai Wuchen or not, I will love you and treat you well. I don't treat you as him, but love you, do you understand?"

"...Woo, I understand."

I understand, I really understand, you want to force me not to regard me as him.

But without him, would you still love me?

Avoiding the man's sight in a hurry, he pointed to a piece of clothing in the cupboard, "That piece of clothing is so pretty, I want to try it on."

"Okay, I'll buy it for you."

Jian Xingze pulled him closer to the clothing store, and two female shop assistants greeted him with smiles. It was only now that Bai Er saw clearly that the dress was actually a couple's outfit.

And it's for men and women. It's a very trendy pure white woolen jacket. The words Gong or Shou are obviously embroidered on the back in bright red, just like snow plums blooming in the snow.

Jian Xingze smiled and said, "You really have eyes, that's all."

Bai Er blushed instantly. Fortunately, there was a mask to cover her, so she wouldn't be too embarrassed. She approached his shoulder and said in a low voice, "Such an obvious word, just in case you are photographed..."

Jian Xingze gently tugged on his ear: "It's okay, I don't wear it in public."

Only then did Bai Er agree to buy this style, and the two of them picked out another set of pure black men's and women's couple outfits.

The temperament of the two people is extraordinary, even if they cover their faces, they still stand out from the crowd, like a tree facing the wind.The female shop assistant wanted to see how they looked, but Jian Xingze refused.

After shopping for clothes, Jian Xingze bought another large box of chocolates for Bai Er, her breathing was slightly rapid and heavy: "Go to my house tonight, huh?"

Bai Er was confused for a moment, "Didn't you tell me to take me to film? Why is it so late at night?"

"Go to my house after filming?"

"No, Grandpa will be worried..."

"I'll take you back after filming, and then you jump out of the window, I'll catch you?"

Bai Er: "..."

Bai Er: "Go to filming first..."

Ningzhou Film and Television City.

Shen Qingyi moved Zhang Taishi's chair out of nowhere, sat in the middle of the studio and swayed like an old man, when he saw Bai Er and Jian Xingze coming in hand in hand, he jumped up angrily!

He rushed over and grabbed Bai Er, and asked with a dark face, "Did he threaten you again?"

Bai Er pulled his hand away: "No, Young Master Shen, Mr. Jian, he saved me again."

Jian Xingze pouted, as if very unhappy. "I bought all the couple outfits, and returned them to Mr. Jian, called Lao Gong!"

In front of Shen Qingyi, Bai Er softly cried like a meow: "Old Gong..."

"Well, wife!" Jian Xingze looked at Shen Qingyi with great satisfaction!

Shen Qingyi gritted his teeth angrily, "You, you...!"

Are you trying to piss off Master Ben to death?

The director passed by lightly, ignored Shen Qingyi, and asked Bai Er with a smile, "Mr. Bai, are you ready? Do you know what will be filmed today?"

On the way to the film and television city just now, Jian Xingze taught Bai Er the lines and the plot, and Bai Er nodded, "It's almost there, let's start filming."

The scene went pretty well.

Maybe it's because of some things he's experienced, maybe it's because Bai Er has changed from a boy to a man, or maybe he's still thinking about the fact that he's a substitute. Many emotions/colors.

Therefore, the actor also performed vividly.

The director was still worried at first, but he was so surprised that he praised it repeatedly for being on camera.

However, the shooting process is complicated, like a drinking scene, which has been rehearsed countless times, accurate to every movement and expression, like Jian Xingze throws a fruit, but Bai Er opens his mouth to catch it, just throwing the fruit and catching it, Both practiced ten times before meeting the director's requirements.

After a scene was filmed, it was already nine o'clock in the evening. Bai Er was tired and exhausted, and fell asleep as soon as he got in the car.

Jian Xingze asked the driver to drive, but there was still no knife. When he returned to Beilin Garden, he also carried the sleeping Bai Er into the room.

With Xiaowei gone, the housekeeper is a little out of his mind, no, puppet has no soul at all, to be exact, they don't even have feelings.

It's just a piece of paper or a branch, but after being with people for a long time, it will also give birth to some human emotions.

"Boss, put away the bath water, Xiaowei..."

As if remembering something, the butler recovered from his trance and apologized again: "I'm sorry, I forgot, Xiaowei is gone, I will prepare your clothes later."

Said to get up and leave.

"housekeeper,"

Jian Xingze stopped him: "Are you okay?"

The housekeeper was obviously stunned for a few seconds, then glanced at Jian Xingze helplessly: "Boss, I'm fine, I just miss her a little bit."

Jian Xingze stared at him a few times, "This is her life, you have to be more open."

"I know, Boss, I really know." The butler trembled with his beard and wanted to cry, but there were no tears. He tried everything he could in the past few days, and finally came to a conclusion: puppets don't even have the right to cry .

"It's good that you know that there are some things that I can't do anything about. Even if it's against the law of heaven, I still can't keep the love in my heart. This is fate."

Jian Xingze patted the butler on the shoulder: "No matter how hard we try, we are just poor people who have been tricked by fate."