headline romance

85. Unexpected call

Cheng Chen, who was not lightly drunk, was inevitably cleaned up by Zhu Lichuan after he was brought back.

Rubbing his heavy eyelids, Cheng Chen hugged the pillow and slowly sat up from the bed. Looking around, he found that he returned to the hotel from the hotel inexplicably.

Hearing the sound of water coming from the bathroom, the dizzy Cheng Chen rubbed his sore temples vigorously, trying to remember the incident in the middle.

Obviously the last scene in his mind was talking with He Gu about the new script that was still being planned, the two chatted very happily, He Gu even revealed the fate of the characters and the general plot to Cheng Chen, but now he couldn't remember why What was said in detail, even he couldn't remember the title of the play he helped He Gu choose.

Zhu Lichuan came out of the bathroom wiping his wet hair. Unexpectedly, the person who was still sleeping and talking in his sleep would wake up at some point, and sat on the bed obediently without making a sound, knocking on his head like a wooden fish.

He walked over, threw the wet towel on Cheng Chen's head, and said amusedly, "Are you a monk in your dream? Knocking so hard, aren't you afraid you'll make yourself stupid?"

Cheng Chen, who was unprepared, was suddenly nodded by Zhu Lichuan, fell into the quilt, raised his head in a daze, and innocently took the wet towel from his head, "I seem to have amnesia."

"What's wrong?" Zhu Lichuan asked.

Holding the towel in his hand, Cheng Chen replied annoyedly, "My mind is blank now, I vaguely remember someone beating me, maybe it knocked me out of my mind, I can't remember anything now."

"Who hit you?" Zhu Lichuan smiled, he just hit Cheng Chen symbolically twice last night, and warned him to drink less in the future, but he didn't expect to be held hostage until now.

Cheng Chen frowned tightly, pouted his lips, and muttered: "I've told you that I can't remember, if I remember, can I let him go?" In fact, Cheng Chen just thought it was a nightmare, and he thought it might be him Half-dream and half-awake, he took the things in the dream as reality, so he dared to speak harshly.

"Oh?" Zhu Lichuan slightly raised his eyebrows, and stroked Cheng Chen's hair, "Now he's getting bolder."

Cheng Chen regained his senses, and didn't bother to talk to Zhu Lichuan who was teasing him, "Why am I in the hotel? Where's your uncle?"

"Do you still know why it is my uncle?"

Zhu Lichuan raised the corners of his mouth slightly, thinking of what happened in the restaurant, he still found it funny, "Looking at the way you two are making out, those who didn't know thought you were the elder nephew who had been separated for so many years."

Cheng Chen knew he was wrong, scratched his head embarrassingly, and said embarrassingly, "Really?"

"I left a photo, do you want to see it?" Zhu Lichuan said with a smile.

He was busy serving the drunken Cheng Chen, who was delirious, so he didn't have time to take pictures, but he just said it to tease Cheng Chen, who was slow-moving.

Cheng Chen pursed his lips and shook his head crazily. He is someone who has seen Zhu Lichuan's photo album.Apart from unsightly, he couldn't think of any words to describe Zhu Lichuan's obscenity and old hooligan due to his poor vocabulary.

"It's up to you, don't give it to me." He yawned, feeling a little hungry, "What time is it now?"

Cheng Chen's memory was still limited to last night, and he didn't notice at all that it was the morning sun shining through the window, not the afterglow of the setting sun.

"It's almost six o'clock." Zhu Lichuan said while changing clothes.

He was exhausted last night just after serving the drunken Cheng Chen to sleep, and he didn't have the mind to take a shower at all, so he woke up early today to take a shower and prepare to go to the set.

"It's only six o'clock? I thought I'd slept in for a long time."

Cheng Chen made a gesture to lie down and sleep for a while.

Zhu Lichuan added, "Six o'clock in the morning."

"Ah?" Cheng Chen's drowsiness was awakened in an instant, and he jumped out of bed barefoot, looking for the mobile phone he had thrown away, "Did you see my mobile phone?"

Zhu Lichuan took the first step to see the mobile phone protruding from a corner of the bed, covered it with a quilt calmly, and chuckled, "Calling Dad."

Cheng Chen squatted on the ground, raised his face, rolled his eyes at him, and said unhappily, "Son."

Zhu Lichuan bent down and grabbed Cheng

Chen's collar, locked him in the crook of his arm with his arm, and said threateningly: "Why do you call me husband? Huh? Are you really fattening up your guts?"

Seeing that he couldn't break free, Cheng Chen gave up and said, "Son, son, son!" According to his understanding of Zhu Lichuan, even if he really yelled and signed the traitorous agreement, he might not be able to get the phone from Zhu Lichuan. It's better to die with a little backbone.

Zhu Lichuan withdrew his strength, "Don't change your mind?" He didn't really strangle Cheng Chen, but simply frightened him.

"You can strangle me to death. Let's see who will serve you at night."

Like a perpetual motion machine, he is not afraid of kidney failure, Cheng Chen thought angrily, besides him, who else can stand Zhu Lichuan, the big devil.

Zhu Lichuan let go of the situation, picked up the mobile phone on the bed and threw it to Cheng Chen, teasing him, "That really can't break you, I really can't live without you for the rest of my life."

"Men are indeed animals that think from the lower body." Cheng Chen cursed.

As soon as he turned it on, he was bombarded by constant WeChat messages. He checked the time, it was exactly six o'clock, and Chico should have been waiting downstairs.

Cheng Chen quickly texted him back and asked him to wait for a while.

Is the orange tree ripe? : Brother Qi, I got up late, sorry.

Screwdriver: Well, wait for you for 10 minutes.Come down after breakfast.

Cheng Chen doesn't have the habit of changing notes for others, anyway, he doesn't have many friends on WeChat, so as long as the changes are not big, he can match the number.

Noticing Qi Ke's changed nickname, Cheng Chen asked Zhu Lichuan suspiciously, "Zhu Lichuan, do you know what Qi Ge's family does?"

"Why are you suddenly interested in the situation at Qike's house?" Zhu Lichuan heard the doorbell, opened the door, and took the breakfast brought by the hotel waiter. "It's just an ordinary office worker."

"Little friend, this is your fault. You didn't even ask about the situation in your own home, but you asked outsiders first."

"Who doesn't know that your dad is a movie star and your mom is a big boss." Cheng Chen complained silently, "I thought Brother Qi's family ran a hardware store, and I saw his WeChat nickname is a wrench two days ago. Today, it looks like a screwdriver, but I don’t know if it will be a tap tomorrow.” Suddenly remembering that he drank too much last night, he was worried that he would be rude in front of Zhu Lichuan’s parents, so he asked in a low voice embarrassedly, “By the way, Zhu Lichuan, you Where are your parents? Have you come back after going out last night?"

"I just thought of asking them now?" Zhu Lichuan picked the meat from the bowl into Cheng Chen's bowl, and motioned him to eat the noodles quickly, "Remember slowly."

Halfway through eating, Zhou Kai called suddenly, "Brother Zhu, are you up?"

"Yeah. It's up, what's the matter." Zhu Lichuan wiped his mouth and said slowly.

Zhou Kai's more flustered voice came from the phone, "Is Cheng Chen with you? I need to discuss something with you."

Judging from his tone, what he wanted to say should be related to Cheng Chen, Zhu Lichuan replied without changing his face, "I'll get down right away, you go to the car and wait for me."

Seeing that the big stomach king Zhu Lichuan was about to leave without finishing his two sides, Cheng Chen stopped his chopsticks and asked in surprise, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay, you continue to eat." Zhu Lichuan pinched Cheng Chen's face habitually when he went out as usual, not wanting him to notice the abnormality, "Go on after you are full, Qi Ke will not do anything to you. It was to scare you." After explaining a few more words, he went out first.

Cheng Chen, who was left behind, curled his lips and said, "What are you doing? It's like teasing a cat with a dog."

Without Zhu Li Chuan sitting across from him to perform food and broadcast, Cheng Chen lost his appetite for no reason. Anyway, the supervisor was not there, so Cheng Chen simply put down his chopsticks.

"It's not that I didn't eat it on purpose. If you want to blame it, you can blame yourself for not eating with me." He said to himself.

Just as he put on his pants and was about to go out, his cell phone rang.

I thought it was Zhu Lichuan who forgot to bring something, but when he looked at the caller ID, Cheng Chen froze in place on the spot, and he didn't even have time to pull up his trouser chain.

Caller ID: Mom.

He stared straight at the screen of the phone, not daring to blink, fearing that it might be because of his drinking.

Hallucinations without waking up.

Ever since he was kicked out of the house, he has completely lost contact with his parents, let alone getting his parents to call him on their own initiative.

I don't know if his mother's number saved in the phone has been cancelled. The text messages I sent in the past have never received a reply, and the calls I made in the past are always busy.

But he doesn't know his parents' new number, so he can only pretend that the other party still uses the old number.

After remitting money to his father's salary card every month, Cheng Chen habitually sent a text message to his mother, informing him that the money had been remitted, and sending care and greetings along the way.

He didn't get a reply for a long time, and he didn't expect too much anymore, it was just an emotional sustenance.

Since he couldn't get in touch with his parents, he had no choice but to send text messages unilaterally to relieve his heavy yearning.

He bit his lower lip tightly, swallowed subconsciously, his fingers trembled slightly excitedly, he couldn't hold the phone steadily, he was not sure, and after making sure that the calling number was the one he knew by heart, he carefully connected it.

"Mom," he called.

His throat was a little dry and itchy before he opened his throat. Just shouting out words that he hadn't had a chance to shout out for a long time, his nose became sore uncontrollably, and his heart throbbed with pain.

"Is it orange?"

There was a familiar yet unfamiliar voice on the phone.

Orange Orange is Cheng Chen's nickname. He liked to eat oranges when he was a child. For this reason, his grandmother specially planted an orange tree in the yard, which grew luxuriantly. In summer, he liked to enjoy the shade under it. There will be swallows migrating south to build nests among the branches.

The only fly in the ointment is that until he left home, he failed to produce an orange.

Cheng Chen thought that living alone for many years, he had grown strong enough to not need the haven of a family, but the moment he heard his mother's voice, tears still fell down from his red eyes.

Even if I pinched the flesh on the palm with my thumb, the tears pouring out still couldn't be stopped.

Not hearing Cheng Chen's answer, Cheng Chen's mother asked uncertainly, "Hello? Is it Cheng Cheng? Hello?"

Cheng Chen sniffed, suppressed his voice, and replied calmly: "Well, it's me."

Cheng Chen's mother breathed a sigh of relief, "You haven't changed your number yet?"

Cheng Chen tried his best to answer briefly, he was afraid that if he talked too much, he would be found crying.

He didn't want his parents to know that his life was not as good as he imagined.

"No," he said.

Cheng Chen was reluctant to change his number, and kept using his previous phone number.

He knew it was impossible, but he always looked forward to it just in case.

"It's a good thing you haven't changed your number, otherwise I really don't know how to contact you." Cheng Chen's mother said.

Hearing that his mother wanted to contact him, Cheng Chen's heart surged, and he wanted to ask urgently "Mom, do you miss me?", the words swirled around in his mouth, and finally swallowed them down.

He didn't want to humiliate himself.

"Mom, are you and Dad in good health?" He tried hard to recall the usual conversation between mother and child.

"We are still in good health," Cheng Chen's mother paused, and her upbeat tone suddenly became a little downcast, and she sighed, "It's just your brother..."

Cheng Chen felt uncomfortable, "What's wrong with Cheng Gan?"

"I was cheated... I got into trouble..." Cheng Chen's mother cried out loudly.

Cheng Chen frowned slightly, "Cheated?"

"I don't know who is going to punish your brother with a thousand knives, and actually framed him for drug trafficking," Cheng Chen's mother cried while cursing, "How could your brother be a drug dealer? He is such a good boy. At home, I and you Dad is reluctant to let him do housework, but he was locked up in the police station, how wronged he must be."

Cheng Chen, who knew Cheng Gan's character, felt uneasy in his heart, and he seemed to know the purpose of this call.

"How much money does it take to redeem it?" Cheng Chen asked.

"100."

"Your father sent someone to ask clearly. As long as you pay the money, you can bring him home. Aren't you a celebrity now? Being a celebrity is very rich, so just take it out and lend it to your mother, okay? After your brother comes out, mother will find a way to return it to you."

"I beg you, Mom."

"Help your brother, he must have been wronged. They just want money, and they will let him go if they get the money."

Cheng Gan didn't like his brother since he was a child.

Cheng Chen grew up with his grandmother, while Cheng Gan never left his parents since he was born.The two hadn't met each other very much. If Cheng Chen's grandma hadn't passed away, he wouldn't even know that he had a brother who was a few years younger.

Like any other family with many children, the parents inevitably favor one side, and this is especially true in other families.

What Cheng Gan eats and uses is always the best. On the contrary, as an older brother, he needs to pick up Cheng Gan and use the leftovers, so Cheng Chen's health has always been poor, because he had too little nutritional intake when he was a child.

No matter how many certificates Cheng Chen took home, they were just a pile of waste paper in the eyes of his parents, and they didn't even bother to paste the paper on the wall.And Cheng Gan has been playing with the gangsters on the street since junior high school, as long as he talks to them more, Cheng Chen's parents will be happy for a long time.

The gap in differential treatment made Cheng Chen learn to rely on himself early on.

Even though his parents didn't love him very much, Cheng Gan still felt that he was a thorn in his side and a thorn in his flesh. He wanted to trip him up as an 'outsider' openly and secretly, and wanted to drive him away.

Since his younger brother didn't like him, after Cheng Chen went to high school, he wisely stayed away from him and went home when Cheng Gan wasn't around.

Not hearing Cheng Chen's statement, Cheng Chen's mother said excitedly: "You are his own brother! We grew up together when we were young, you can't do nothing!" Her emotions lost control several times.

Cheng Chen didn't want his mother, whom he had managed to get in touch with because of Cheng Qian, to hate him, so he comforted him, "Don't worry, I... I'll think of a way for him."

"Is this weekend okay? Your brother has been sleeping in the police station for two nights, and there is no bed at all. He must not have slept well. You are my brother's heart."

"Don't you like oranges? Tell mom the address, and I'll send you a big box."

"Mom, I don't eat oranges anymore," he said.