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Chapter 14

The doctor didn't say anything after seeing it, but after discussing with Ji Xu, he gave Lin Zhao a few injections, and left soon.

Ji Xu went out to see him off, and only Lin Zhao was left covering the needle port with a cotton swab, sitting on the balcony on the second floor basking in the sun.

Ye Tinghe followed upstairs, but didn't dare to approach.In his eyes, this person was as fragile as glass, and the slightest bump could crush him.

The leaves of the phoenix tree in the courtyard are still flourishing in autumn, the wisteria is in its fruiting period, and a few osmanthus trees in the corner are sprinkled with delicate yellow flowers all over the ground. turned over.

Everything is full of vitality and colorful.Only Lin Zhao turned his back to the sun, his expression was not very happy, like a sick cat sulking.

He heard the slight sound of footsteps, and raised his eyes to find Ye Tinghe.He didn't speak, just looked at him quietly.

Ye Tinghe was a little at a loss under such stares, so he walked up to him and sat down as he did a few times before.

The atmosphere was extremely quiet for a while, only the chirping of insects and birds could be heard outside the window, and the breeze bypassed the second floor, not wanting to disturb the closed eyes of the black-haired man.

When the cotton swab fell from his hand, Ye Tinghe noticed it and leaned over to pick it up and throw it away.

When Lin Zhao woke up, Ye Tinghe was replying to Minghuan's message. She reminded that the official blog of "Si Zhao" had posted a makeup photo, and reminded him to forward it.

In fact, there was no need to transfer, the studio and the support club had already made preparations. It was Lu Pingjia, a fool who moved too fast. Now we had to keep everyone in line and not leave him alone.

Before editing, Ye Tinghe went to Weibo to look at Lu Pingjia's forwarded content. It was his usual straightforward style, and he didn't say anything wrong. No wonder Minghuan just complained and didn't get angry.

The slightly hot breath came closer, Lin Zhao rubbed his still heavy head, and vaguely scanned the two large characters on his screen: "Si Zhao?"

Ye Tinghe turned his head abruptly, saw him awake, and nodded: "Well, 'Zhao' is you."

Lin Zhao was slightly surprised: "Me?"

"The screenwriter is your fan, and she has always missed you." Ye Tinghe asked him, "Want to hear it? The story of "Si Zhao"."

Lin Zhao was noncommittal: "It's up to you, you can talk about it if you want."

Ye Tinghe dug out the electronic script of "Si Zhao", and saw the background introduction at the beginning of the story:

[It is said that the Dazhao first originated in the tribe, the leader was Ge, and Ge led his people to travel all over the world, and met countless strangers, among them was a family named "Zhiyun", who was good at weaving dreams, pulling the threads of clouds, and accomplished bliss, which Ge was delighted with. The whole family was cited as the honored guest.When Ge was about to die, he summoned Zhiyun's man to stroke his hand, and told Tianlu to look sideways at Ge's descendants, whispering that he was a "monster".Afterwards, Dazhao established his capital in Jinhe and ruled for 800 years. As a king, he didn't know the heights of the sky and the earth, and his people complained, which caused the loss of the skill of "Weaving Clouds".

He didn't follow the life trajectory of the protagonist Ming Yan, but talked about Si Zhao.

It is said that when he was young, he encountered great difficulties. He saw his parents, brothers and sisters die one after another. His loyal servants escorted him all the way to Chuiyun Mountain. On the way, he saw a lot of pain of life and death.The old god changed his name for him, and his senior brother treated him like a family member. Apart from the cleanliness, everything on the mountain is good.

But cleanliness cannot suppress his injustice.

He insisted on saying goodbye to the old fairy, but was locked up by the old fairy for seven days and seven nights. When the gate was opened, he still refused to accept it; It was the old god who conceded defeat, and the old god asked him: Do you know that you are not destined to go down the mountain.He replied, so what, I don't want it.

Si Zhao went down the mountain... Later, he really died.

Ye Tinghe asked in a low voice: "Why do you think he went down the mountain, and why did he go to Jiangcheng?"

Lin Zhao asked him back, "What was his name before he changed his name?"

"My surname is Shi, and my name is Shi Yuye."

The corners of Lin Zhao's lips were slightly bent, and he looked at him clearly. He didn't want to explain this question and turned to the next one: "Why do you want to go to Jiangcheng? What do you think?"

Ye Tinghe hesitated for a moment, but still said truthfully: "I think that mountain torrent should have been his life, and the old god passed it on to other people for him. He can't accept it, so..."

"So you think it's not that he doesn't have the fate to go down the mountain, but he only has the fate to go down the mountain." Lin Zhao finally became serious, fixed his eyes on Ye Tinghe's deep eyes, and shook his head slightly, "You look harmless to humans and animals, why are you so serious?" Ruthless."

Ye Tinghe has never been described like this since his debut, his eyes widened in surprise, he was almost speechless, and it took him a long time to find his voice: "What?"

Lin Zhao just tucked his hands into his sleeves, complained in a low voice, "It's freezing cold." He got up and left.

It is hard for Ye Tinghe not to take Lin Zhao's words to heart, he has such a personality, he pretends nothing has happened, and he will think a lot when there is no one around.

Lin Zhao's words reminded him of the class teacher in No. [-] Middle School. The old man who was about to retire called him out of the classroom. After a long silence, he asked himself: You are a good boy, why did you do such a thing?

Ye Tinghe has never admitted that he is a so-called "good boy", but others always think so, as if a quiet person should be pure in nature.The head teacher is like this, and so is Ji Xu.

How can there be no desire and no desire, but his desire has never seen the light.

In the afternoon, Ye Tinghe walked out the door, chatted with the elder brothers in the courtyard, and found out their shift time.One was a little embarrassed, saying that his younger sister liked him very much, and Ye Tinghe said thank you seriously, making him blush a little.Several people teased him together, then came over again, and curiously asked who lived in the building.

"It's not human." Ye Tinghe shook his head and denied it with a smile, "It's a big cat, I don't know what breed it is, but it looks quite expensive anyway."

When he returned to the small building, he took out a few apples from the refrigerator and kept them not so cold so that there was no longer a layer of moisture on the surface. Then he cut them into pieces, put them in a fruit bowl and hugged them to look for Lin Zhao.

Seeing him approaching again, Lin Zhao couldn't help laughing, and asked, "You're not afraid of me so soon?"

Ye Tinghe put the orange cat-shaped fruit bowl on the table, and said solemnly: "You know, at the beginning, I often thought about what kind of person Lin Zhao is, when you smile like this What are you thinking, what mood do you have when you say this, what is your real intention, what should I do to be more like you and not disappoint everyone."

Lin Zhao listened quietly and remained silent.

"I never thought I did it, but one day, everyone suddenly said, I am Xiao Linzhao, I am so like you, and I think of you when I see you." Ye Tinghe's voice sounded so confused, "I have I don’t even feel like I’ve done it, I’m completely different from you.”

"Yes." Lin Zhao nodded, "We are completely different."

"Then why did Brother Ji come to me? Why did everyone say that?"

Ye Tinghe stared at him persistently, insisting on asking for an answer.

Under his gaze, Lin Zhao finally said, "Because... Although Lin Zhao is me, I am not Lin Zhao." He hesitated for a moment, and said, "I am not Lin Zhao's. At that time, anyone could be Lin Zhao."

Ye Tinghe suddenly became quiet. Although he was usually quite quiet, his appearance at this moment was totally different from usual. He didn't quite understand, couldn't understand, it was as clear as Lin Zhao's face reflected in the pupils of the lake.

He paused every word in this confusion: "If I were your fan, I would hate those people to death."

This time it was Lin Zhao's turn to laugh and ask, "Why?"

Ye Tinghe said seriously: "Some people shouldn't suffer when they are born. It's best to live a smooth life. They like you so much, so of course they think so."

"Really?" Lin Zhao answered softly.

Ye Tinghe picked up the fruit plate that he had neglected just now, and asked Lin Zhao, "Do you eat apples?"

Lin Zhao lowered his eyes and looked away suddenly, as if he didn't want to look more, the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually faded.

He didn't comment on Ye Tinghe's innocent view of fans, and he didn't even touch a piece of apple that had been carefully peeled and cut.

He just remembered the countless "I love you" in the past for a few seconds.

Because he is Lin Zhao, those howling loves should rush to him, and he accepts them all, whether it is roses and applause, or poison and daggers.

It wasn't until he became Lin Zhao who was not Lin Zhao in those unexpected and unavoidable trials that he realized that the rose was still a dagger, and it seemed no different.

Lin Zhao unconsciously clenched his cold hands and put them into the pocket of his sweater.He looked at Ye Tinghe with a trace of apology, and shook his head slightly: "I don't eat apples."

That night, after Ji Xu had dinner with them, he was going to send Ye Tinghe back. Tomorrow is the day when the crew of "Si Zhao" will officially start.

When Ye Tinghe said goodbye to Lin Zhao, he looked a little surprised, as if he didn't realize that he would leave so early.

Ye Tinghe had no choice but to repeat: "I'm leaving."

Lin Zhao stepped forward, but before opening his mouth, he just hugged him gently.He also lowered his head, rubbing his head against Ye Tinghe's shoulder socket, and the cool black hair brushed the side of his neck, prickly and itchy.

He said goodbye sullenly: "I'll miss you."

Ye Tinghe was a little dazed, his ears were burning because of his sudden action, the little frustration of being rejected during the day was swept away, and his heart was so soft at the moment.

Will he miss me too?Ye Tinghe was a little surprised.

He wanted to touch Lin Zhao's hairy head very much, but he held back abruptly, and only carefully grabbed his sweater sleeve, thinking silently in his heart: so cute, just like Xiao Zang.

"Okay." Ji Xu witnessed all this, but there was no extra expression on his face, which seemed to be commonplace, "Stop acting like a baby."

In the end, Ye Tinghe got caught in the contact information in a daze, and made a promise: "As long as I am free, I will come to you."

Ji Xu didn't speak anymore, but he couldn't bear to look directly at him.

Walking out of the small building, the door was still open, he looked back at Lin Zhao who was walking upstairs alone, only a dim shadow fell beside his feet.

Ye Tinghe's heart softened for a while, as if he was looking at a single, lonely little animal.