After the rebirth, the white moonlight of the actor turned black

The night is dark and windy.

A figure crouched in front of the closet and rummaged through it.

"found it!"

slip away!

beep beep——

It was the melody that sounded when the door was opened with the key card.

Rong Huan paused for a moment, because as soon as he opened the door, he saw Jing Heng who turned around and ran away as if he had seen a ghost.

It seemed that Jing Heng was going to go out, but he didn't want him to come back at this time, so he bumped into him, so he slammed on the brakes and walked back.

Jing Heng walked back a few steps to the bed, turned right and hid on the closet door.

With a "snap", Rong Huan came in, and the door closed automatically.

He strode away.

"Am I a ghost, you turned around and ran away in fright?"

Tomorrow, the "Travel" program team will leave Yunzhen. According to their previous routine, they must disturb the guests early in the morning, and there will be a breakfast game, so it should be recorded very early.

Rong Huan was afraid that he would not have time to say goodbye tomorrow, so he chose to chat with the couple tonight.

Jing Heng didn't expect Rong Huan to come back so early, leaning against the cabinet door, his brain was running quickly, thinking about how he should explain this matter.

A good romance movie, Jing Heng turned it into a horror movie by himself.

The room is so big, Rong Huan walked casually to the side of the bed with his long legs, turned his head and saw that Jing Heng was sticking to the cabinet door with his hands behind his back, and smiled at him: "I said I'm just passing by, do you believe it?"

"Stop being hippie, be serious, stand up, and keep your back straight!"

Rong Huan turned around and sat on the edge of the bed, crossed his legs, glanced upwards, and looked at it with folded arms.

Jing Heng closed his mouth instantly, put away his smiling face, and pressed his back against the cabinet door.

Rong Huan looked at Jing Heng's left side, the cabinet door was not closed properly.

He obviously locked it properly before going out, which means that Jing Heng must have rummaged through the closet and left it in a hurry without closing it properly.

Rong Huan didn't speak, and Jing Heng didn't dare to move.

Rong Huan thought, if he kept silent, would Jing Heng be punished to stand all the time.

"Tell me, where did you get the room card?"

Jing Heng: "Ke Yu gave it..."

Now that Yin Sen is here, it is impossible for Ke Yu to share a room with Rong Huan.

When he was packing up his things and leaving, he happened to meet Jing Heng.

Ke Yu thought that the matter between the two of them was an open secret anyway, so he handed over the secondary card to Jing Heng.

It can be regarded as a small assist.

Jing Heng heard from Shen Xiangting that Ah Huan was chatting with little Ah Yan in their room, so he quietly slipped in with his room card.

Everyone said don't do bad things, he did it once, and was caught straight, what a life!

"What do you want to do?" Rong Huan asked.

"It's nothing...I...I'm just curious about your room, just wander around." Jing Heng said with a guilty conscience.

Lying is not Jing Heng's strong point, let alone in front of Rong Huan.

If he could tell lies without blushing, he wouldn't have failed to catch up with his sweetheart until now.

"Go shopping? What can I do in my room?" Rong Huan's reaction looked scary, and he glanced around calmly, saying, "Did you find anything?"

Jing Heng shook his head: "No! I was wrong, Ah Huan, I shouldn't have sneaked into your room, I...I'm really not a pervert, don't get me wrong! I don't care about everything—"

As Jing Heng said, he caught a glimpse of the open cabinet door...

"I'm really not that perverted! I didn't steal your clothes! Really!"

It's over, Ah Huan won't regard him as a perverted idiot who steals underwear! !

Ah, don't...

"Didn't steal it?" Rong Huan swept his scrutinizing gaze, "Didn't steal it, you hid your hands behind your back, what did you steal, let me see."

"no!"

"Take it out, don't force me to do it."

"..." Jing Heng looked frustrated, he chose the latter between angering Ah Huan and losing face in front of Ah Huan.

Forget it, anyway, he has already lost his face in front of Ah Huan, so what if he loses some more!

Jing Heng took it out, and in his hand was a small boxy gift box, the size of a palm.

Gift?Rong Huan was slightly puzzled, and took it over.

"I... I'll go first." Jing Heng said as he wanted to slip away.

"Stop," Rong Huan pointed to his front right without raising his head, "Stay there and don't move."

Jing Heng failed to escape, squatted down, put his head in his hands, and began to hum a song: "I wish I wasn't here... How long will it take for you to come back..."

Rong Huan stopped opening the box, glanced at him, and curled up his mouth.

He wants to see what he wants to steal.

He had never seen this gift box before, so it must not be his.

But if it wasn't his, how could it appear in his room?

If Jing Heng had come to give this gift box, he wouldn't have walked out with it in his hand.

So obviously, the purpose of his coming to his room was to find this box and take it back.

As soon as Rong Huan opened it, Jing Heng, who was squatting on the ground, raised his head and said, "Okay, I admit that I gave it to you. It was put together in the clothes I sent you back yesterday morning. I wanted to take advantage of you to find Xiao I stole it back when Ah Yan was there, because it was too embarrassing... I didn't want you to see it."

Rong Huan laughed, "You yourself know that the gift you gave can't be taken back. If you don't let me take back the glasses, you're here to steal something."

"(╥╯^╰╥)" Jing Heng cried, "Huanhuan, let's not watch it, okay? I will save money and buy you a lot of presents in the future, but this is the only one that is okay?"

Rong Huan curled his lips into a smile: "The more you say that, the more I want to see it."

Jing Heng: _(:з」∠)_

The ground was clean, Jing Heng fell to the ground and fell on the fluffy carpet, feeling hopeless: "Then before you see, bury me, I don't want to live anymore."

Rong Huan turned around, took off his coat, and threw it over his head: "Buried it, stay here."

Jing Heng: "..."

One thing to say, this coat has the smell of Ah Huan!

Jing Heng took a deep breath, lay down comfortably and pretended to be dead.

Rong Huan opened the gift box, it was a platinum ring in good condition.

Seeing this, Rong Huan suddenly remembered something.

On the last page of the accounting book, there is an item of expenditure marked with English letters.

JZ: 12888.

At that time, he thought that "JZ" was a person's name, and the two fools didn't know which coworkers borrowed money from them.

But the moment I saw this ring, a flash of inspiration flashed in my mind.

JZ——

Isn't it a ring?

The last expense that made him poor was a ring that cost him a lot of money.