My Dragon

As soon as I returned to the room, the heavy rain stopped and a rainbow hung on the horizon.

Philadelphia was almost soaked and took off his clothes to take a shower.

Nan Huailin didn't find Philadelphia's luggage, so he found the loosest body in the closet, and waited for Philadelphia to come out and wear it for him after taking a shower.

He put his clothes in a prominent place at the foot of the bed, and Philadelphia could be seen as soon as he came out of the bathroom.

Turning around and walking out of the bedroom, the phone rang suddenly.

He changed the ringtone early and replaced it with a cheerful, pure music.

"Hey, Sister Xiaozhu." Nan Huailin opened the refrigerator and took out a bottle of mineral water.

"Have you returned to the hotel?" Man Tianzhu asked.

"I just came back," Nan Huailin said, "what's the matter?"

Man Tianzhu said, "Isn't I just idle and okay today, I just sorted out the photos I took in the past two months, and I want you to see it."

"Then come here," Nan Huailin said, "I'm in the room."

After hanging up the phone, Nan Huailin unscrewed the bottle cap and drank a few sips of ice water. As soon as he was about to sit down, the doorbell rang.

It came really fast.

He went to open the door and Man Tianzhu came in with his laptop.

"I have made a major discovery," Man Tianzhu said as he walked in, "you will know how amazing it is after reading it."

Nan Huailin followed her and sat side by side on the sofa.

Man Tianzhu put the laptop on the desk and clicked on the folder on the computer desktop: "I put together the daily shots of the two months, all of which are the original pictures, and then sorted them by date. Now we start from the beginning. Look at it to the end." She used the slideshow to view the pictures, "The time to witness the miracle has arrived."

Nan Huailin was really a little nervous, staring at the computer screen intently.

The photos flashed one by one, and his face changed little by little.

Even the most familiar person around him, such as Man Tianzhu, Nan Huailin may not be able to tell the difference between her face today and yesterday's face, not to mention his own face that can only be seen when she looks in the mirror. It's even harder to notice any changes every day.

But now, dozens of photos show the process of change over time in the most intuitive way. Nan Huailin feels more and more frightened as he looks at it. He can almost conclude that there must be something wrong with his body, otherwise he How could his face change so much in just two months? This is too unscientific.

Two minutes later, the screen freezes on the photo taken this morning before putting on makeup.

Nan Huai Lin kept looking at the familiar and unfamiliar face. After a while, he turned to Man Tianzhu: "Sister Xiaozhu, what is going on?"

"This is the realistic version of the ugly duckling turning into a swan," Man Tianzhu looked at him with beaming eyes, admiring and enviing him, "You want me to tell me where your face is different, I really can't tell, facial features Yeah, the face shape doesn’t seem to have changed, but the overall impression is obviously different."

"Sister Xiaozhu," Nan Huailin was suddenly afraid, "I'm not going to die soon, am I?"

"Where and where are you, what are you thinking about?" Man Tianzhu couldn't laugh or cry. "I think you have grown up suddenly, and God is finally going to reward you. You should be happy. Don't scare yourself, ah."

Suddenly a voice from Philadelphia came from the bedroom: "I can't wear these shorts! You can find another one for me!"

Tianzhu suddenly widened his eyes and stared at Nan Huailin: "Who...who?"

Before Nan Huailin could answer, the bedroom door opened, and Philadelphia walked out wearing Nan Huailin's vest and underneath Nan Huailin's underwear. Seeing Man Tianzhu, he stood there for two seconds, then returned to the bedroom and closed it. door.

Man Tianzhu opened his mouth into an O shape in shock, almost able to swallow an egg.

"Oh my God...what, what's going on?" She lowered her voice, "you and Mr. Fei...you two..."

"It's not what you think," Nan Huailin explained, "President Fei came to visit Shen Chong's class. The hotel is out of rooms, so he will live with me."

Emmm...Man Tianzhu felt that there was something wrong with the logic of this sentence. Before she could ask any more, Nan Huailin got up and went to the bedroom: "I'm going to help him find clothes. You can sit down for a while."

When Nan Huailin entered the bedroom, Man Tianzhu ran away holding the notebook.

Regardless of whether the two people have the kind of relationship she imagined, it would be too inappropriate for her to stay here.

"Is the waistband too narrow?" Nan Huailin asked.

"Well, I can't even mention it," Philadelphia said. "Why is your waist so thin?"

"It's not that I have a thin waist, but that I have a smaller frame than you." He found a pair of shorts with elastic bands and handed it to Philadelphia. "If you don't wear this one, you can only run naked."

"I won't go out anyway, I don't mind running naked, do you mind?" Philadelphia asked with a smirk.

"Don't be poor," Nan Huailin said, "Try to see if you can put it on."

Philadelphia reluctantly put on the shorts, because they were a little tight, the crotch was very bulging, which was particularly eye-catching.

"It's okay, at least you can put it on." Nan Huai Lin smiled, turned and walked to the bathroom, "You go to the living room and stay, I will wash your wet clothes."

"It's boring to be alone," Philadelphia followed him, "I'll wash it with you."

Nan Huailin was standing in front of the sink to wash clothes, while Philadelphia sat on the edge of the bathtub with his arms supported and looked at him.

Nan Huailin felt that he was about to be stared out of the two holes by Philadelphia, but he pretended to be a okay person, washing clothes while looking for a chat with Philadelphia.

"How did you eat these two months?" Nan Huailin asked casually.

"I can eat," Philadelphia said. "Do you think I'm thin?"

Nan Huailin tilted his head to look at him: "It seems to be a little thinner."

Philadelphia smiled and said, "I have to make up for it when you return to Beijing."

"Okay," Nan Huailin smiled, "Hey every day, he feeds you into a two hundred catty fat man."

"You can give it a try." Philadelphia paused. "You have also lost weight. Is it too hard to film?"

"I hope that it will be so hard for three hundred and sixty-five days a year," Nan Huailin said with a smile, "it is worthwhile to do what you like, no matter how hard it is."

Philadelphia was silent for a moment and said, "I will let you do what you like all the time."

This sentence was too lethal for Nan Huailin, and it moved his heart more than a thousand sentences of "I like you".

He felt like a soldier defending the city. Philadelphia led thousands of troops to attack the city, and the city was about to fall in minutes.

He began to recite the spells and stubbornly resist: "Philadelphia is Fei Zheng's younger brother, Philadelphia is Fei Zheng's younger brother, Philadelphia is Fei Zheng's younger brother..."

A familiar bell suddenly sounded outside.

It's a phone in Philadelphia.

Philadelphia got up and went out to answer the phone, said a few words briefly and hung up.

"Shen Chong asked me to go out for a drink at night," he leaned on the door frame, looking at Nan Huailin's back, "you go with me?"

"As far as I have poured three glasses of alcohol, I still don't want to join in the fun," Nan Huailin said, "and I have several scenes tomorrow, so I have to memorize the lines."

"Okay, then." Philadelphia was a little lost.

Nan Huailin wrung out the washed clothes and put them on the balcony. After the rain, the sun was still scorching, and he would surely be able to dry the clothes before going down the mountain.

Nan Huailin returned to the bedroom, and Philadelphia was sitting on the bed playing with his mobile phone.

You have to find something to do, Nan Huailin thought, otherwise it would be too embarrassing for two people to stay like this.

"What are you doing?" Nan Huailin sat next to him very naturally.

"Nothing." Philadelphia locked his phone and looked up at him.

Nan Huailin said: "If you want to be okay, accompany me to the right line."

"Okay." Philadelphia readily agreed.

The two sat on the bed facing each other.

A whole page of lines was completely correct, and Nan Huailin did not recite a single word.

"I'm going, how did you memorize such a slurred line?" Philadelphia looked at him in surprise, "Let me recite me crazy."

"I used to recite lines before slipping away," Nan Huailin said, "I don't know what's wrong recently. My memory is getting worse and worse. It takes a long time to recite a line."

"Did you stay up late?" Philadelphia asked.

"It's possible," Nan Huailin said, "There have been a lot of night scenes recently, and I feel a little weak in my body."

"Do you want me to make up for you?" Philadelphia said with a smile.

Nan Huailin intuitively felt that his smile was a little bit awkward, and asked vigilantly: "How to make it up?"

"You wait!" Philadelphia jumped out of bed and walked out. "Don't follow me!"

What are you doing?

Nanhuai Lin watched the script while waiting. After waiting for ten minutes, Philadelphia hadn't come back. He was about to go out and have a look, so Philadelphia came back with a cup.

"Drink this." Philadelphia handed him the white porcelain cup.

"What is it?" Nan Huailin took it, looked at it and smelled it, "Is it yogurt?"

Philadelphia nodded: "Special yogurt, tonic."

Nan Huailin looked at him suspiciously: "What did you add to it?"

"Oh, don't ask so much, can I still poison the inside?" Philadelphia supported the back of his head in one hand, and held the cup in the other forcibly to deliver it to his mouth, "Hey, open your mouth."

Nan Huailin was pressed by his head and drank half a cup of yogurt in one gulp. Philadelphia used his thumb to wipe off the milk stains on his lips. He smiled and asked, "How is it?"

"Just the taste of yogurt, nothing special." He squinted at Philadelphia. "I always think you made me drink something weird."

Philadelphia rubbed his hair fondly, and walked out holding the cup: "Anyway, it's a good thing that no one else can drink."

Nan Huailin stretched out his tongue and licked his lips, but only tasted the yogurt.

What the **** did this guy let me drink?

Mysterious, there must be ghosts.

Dinner was eaten in the hotel restaurant.

After the meal, Philadelphia went back to the room to put on his own clothes, and went out for a drink with Shen Chong.

The lines were so memorized early that Nan Huailin had nothing to do, so he hugged his laptop and sat on the sofa to watch a movie.

It's a horror movie, it's been out for a long time, and he hasn't had time to watch it after downloading it.

Nan Huailin likes to watch any type of movie, but he is not sensitive to horror movies-whether it is ghost or bloody, but occasionally he will look for a horror movie to watch, look for excitement, and relieve pressure. The force is particularly effective.

But this movie called "Kun Chi Rock" was a bit too exciting. Nan Huailin was so scared that his scalp was numb and his hands and feet were cold. He couldn't stand half of it, so he climbed onto the bed and went to sleep under the quilt.

When trembling and about to fall asleep, he was so shocked by the sudden ringing of the doorbell that his heart almost jumped out.

Nan Huailin ran to open the door.

As soon as the door opened, an upright body suddenly pressed against him, almost fainting Nan Huailin with his alcoholic breath.

Shen Chong leaned next to him, he was very drunk at first glance, and said with a big tongue: "He has drunk too much. Let you take care of him. I'm going to sleep, sleep, sleep..."

He waved his hand and went to the opposite door.

Nan Huailin didn't expect him to help, and dragged the drunk Philadelphia into the house.

Philadelphia hung himself on him, so that Nan Huailin could hardly walk, he stubbornly pulled him into the bedroom, and carefully put him on the bed to lie down.

Nan Huailin wanted to straighten up, but Philadelphia hugged him around his neck and didn't let go. Nan Huailin had to force his broken hand, turning his face, but met a pair of black eyes.

"You..." Nan Huai Lin just said a word, and Philadelphia suddenly turned over and pressed him firmly under him.