Rebirth of Deep Entertainment

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It was already night when Chen Bomao woke up, the room was dark, and the silvery moonlight was shining on the ground through the gap in the curtains.The room was quiet, and the thin quilt covering her body exuded the familiar lemon fragrance.

Chen Baimao sat up and yawned, maybe because he had slept for a long time, he felt a little dizzy.The room was quiet save for the hum of the ventilator.The young man looked around. The furnishings in the house were familiar yet unfamiliar. It was Liang Ge's house in Jingyi Garden.

Just as he was wondering, the young man suddenly heard the sound of the door opening.He turned his head reflexively, a sharp pain came from the back of his head, and the young man let out a "hiss".Under the stimulation of pain, the previous memory was quickly recalled.

Shanghai International Film Festival was held yesterday, and both "Nightcrawler" and "Sound of the Rain" were invited.Although Chen Baimao's new drama is being filmed intensely, as the lead actor of the two films, he has to participate in this important promotional activity.

After the end, the group of them drove back to the set.On the way, the car suddenly broke down, so he, Xiao Xia, and a bodyguard got into the car of another fellow actor, while Qi Fen and another bodyguard waited for the tow truck.

The journey went smoothly, but an accident occurred in a small forest outside the film and television city. Two black commercial vehicles suddenly appeared, blocking their way one after the other.After some fighting, due to the large number of opponents and strong force, they were quickly subdued.Later, they were pressed on an open space, and he only felt a dull pain in the back of his head, and then he lost consciousness.

"Are you awake, Liang Liang?" A slender figure walked into the room, pressed the switch on the wall, and instantly the whole room was filled with warm yellow light.

Chen Bomao squinted his eyes in irritation, and it took him a while to get used to the brightness of the light.

"Ruan Xincheng!" After adapting to the light, Chen Baimao recognized who the man in front of him was.

"Have a glass of milk." Ruan Xincheng walked to the bed and handed him a glass.

The aroma of the food floated into the nasal cavity, and there was a gurgling sound in the abdomen, the stomach began to move, the unprecedented hunger was transmitted to the brain along the nerve endings, and the mouth began to salivate reflexively.

But the young man didn't reach out to pick it up, but looked at him warily: "What do you want to do?"

Ruan Xincheng didn't answer his question, instead he answered the wrong question, "Drink a glass of milk first, you've slept for more than 30 hours, it's not good for your stomach if you don't eat something."

Chen Bomao looked at the other party in surprise: "You sent those people?"

Ruan Xincheng took two steps forward, and the young man stepped back quickly, driving the chair to scratch the floor harshly.

Ruan Xincheng smiled, put the cup on the bedside table, and turned to face the young man: "Liang Liang, don't worry, I won't hurt you."

The young man's eyes flickered, and he asked warily, "Where are the others?" But his right hand quietly reached out to hold the chair next to him, ready to swing the chair towards the other party if there was any change in the other party.

Seeing the young man's actions, Ruan Xincheng laughed, that smile was gentle and warm, just the kind that fans love the most, but Chen Baimao couldn't help but shudder.

"They?" Ruan Xincheng bent down and began to make the bed, as he had done many times before.

"You mean Chen Baimao and that actress? Of course they went back to filming, and everything is normal."

The young man suddenly felt bad, he clenched the chair in his hand tightly: "What did you do?"

Ruan Xincheng patted the folded quilt and straightened up, with a casual tone as if he was talking about the weather with someone: "It's nothing, I just found someone who looks like you now to replace Chen Baimao's identity."

After thinking about it, Ruan Xincheng took out his phone.Click on the photo album, find a few photos, and hand them to Chen Baimao: "Look, is it really similar to your current appearance?"

Chen Baimao took the phone with a frown, and the person in the photo did look a lot like him in terms of body shape and appearance.The other party was sitting quietly in a chair and reading the script, just like he usually did.

Ruan Xincheng stretched out his hand to caress the young man's frowning brows. The young man was startled, and immediately took a step back. The man withdrew his hand indifferently.

"Do you think it's an eyesore to have the same face as someone else's?" The man took back his phone, "I think so too."

Chen Baimao watched helplessly as the other party put the phone into his pocket, as if he knew the desire in the other party's heart.The man slowed down badly, and even stayed on the edge of the pocket for a while before letting the phone fall into the pocket.

Chen Bomao moved his feet as if he wanted to snatch it, but he held back: he couldn't beat him.

Seeing that the young man suppressed the longing in his eyes, Ruan Xincheng was a little disappointed, and after a while he raised the corners of his mouth happily.

"But it doesn't matter, you won't need to use this face soon." Ruan Xincheng stretched out his hand to volley to trace the young man's face, Chen Baimao took a step back in disgust.

"The body shape is too thin, and we need to strengthen the exercise in the future. It should be enough to fill the face shape with prostheses." Ruan Xincheng touched his chin and evaluated the body in front of him, "It's just that the height is not easy to adjust. But it doesn't matter, I don't mind. You too Don't be taller than me."

From the other party's remarks, the young man knew what Ruan Xincheng wanted to do. The other party wanted to use plastic surgery to transform himself into Liang Ge. He was shocked by the other party's whimsy.

The man sat down on the bed, reached out to test the wall of the cup, and picked up the cup again: "The milk is getting cold, drink it quickly."

boom! !

Chen Bomao swung the opponent's hand away vigorously, his chest heaved violently, his face was flushed, and the veins on his forehead were bulging. He felt the pain in the back of his head: "You madman!"

Ruan Xincheng stared down at the spilled milk: "Why are you so careless." The white liquid flowing on the dark floor looked extremely dazzling.The man stood up and walked out of the room.

Seeing the other party leave, Chen Bomao hurried to the window, and found that the window was very new, and there was no lock for the switch, obviously it had been reinstalled.He knew that the hope was slim, but he was unwilling to give up. He pushed the window hard, but found that it couldn't be opened.He quickly scanned the room, took the chair he had just grasped, and slammed it hard against the window.

After the "bang", the glass did not respond, but his hands were numb from the shock.He swung the chair up again, the glass still intact.

At this time, Ruan Xincheng took back a mop, and he walked into the room without changing his expression, not paying attention to the panting young man and the fallen chair.Walking to the glass, the man stopped and began to clean the stains on the floor,

Seeing the other party's attitude, Chen Bomao's heart gradually sank.The other party definitely heard the two loud noises just now, but they didn't care. What does this mean?It shows that Ruan Xincheng is very confident, he has no way to break the glass.

"I chose this floor together with you at the beginning." The man's tone was full of regret, "No one took care of it two years before you left, and there were bugs in several places. I searched several stores to find the same floor. Patterned."

Ruan Xincheng sat on the bed: "There is also this bed, which I chose together with you. I remember that you took a fancy to a European-style palace style at that time, but unfortunately it didn't match the decoration style and had to give up."

"I gave you that painting on your 19th birthday."

Chen Bomao's eyes followed the other person to the left side of the room. There was an oil painting hanging on the wall. In the painting, the grandparents and grandchildren were eating around the table. The family of three was very warm under the warm lighting.It was in the third year of high school, the old couple of the Liang family passed away one after another, and Liang Ge was depressed after losing his relatives, so Ruan Xincheng gave him this painting.

Ruan Xincheng babbled on, with a calm and peaceful tone, as if they were close old friends.

Chen Bomao moved the corners of his mouth, but he still didn't speak in the end.He was not untouched by the past events mentioned by Ruan Xincheng, but when he thought of what the other party had done, he hardened his heart again.He reminded himself that the man in front of him was not the gentle and gentle close friend he knew.But an unpredictable psychopath, even a ruthless drug dealer.

Chen Baimao's mind was spinning, he needed to find a way to escape.But the opponent's force value is much higher than his own, and he will definitely not be able to fight, so how should he escape?

"I'm hungry." Just as Ruan Xincheng began to recall their college days, Chen Bomao finally interrupted each other.

"Ah, sorry, I forgot." Ruan Xincheng smiled apologetically.

"I'll go and heat you a cup of milk again. You haven't eaten for more than a day, so drink a cup of milk first, it's better for your stomach."

Chen Bomao nodded and did not refuse.

Ruan Xincheng became happy, got up and walked outside.

Chen Bomao hesitated for a moment, then walked out of the room.

He looked at this house that he hadn't been in for several years. The furnishings in the house had not changed, and there was a spacious living room outside the room.There is a circle of sofas in the center of the living room, a glass coffee table in the middle, and a super-large screen on the TV wall opposite the coffee table. Liang Ge often watches videos here, and sometimes invites friends to parties.On the left side of the living room is the balcony, which was Liang Ge's favorite place to stay.

Chen Bomao walked into the balcony, as expected, the balcony was sealed.He looked at the small garden he had built with his own hands. He didn't enter the balcony last time, but he could see that all the plants on the balcony were dead just by taking a quick glance.Now the little garden is lush again.

Chen Baimao touched the leaves of the rose, and there was almost no difference in the small space in front of him, whether it was the placement of the flowerpots or the corresponding plants in each flowerpot.But Chen Baimao is sure that all these flowers and plants are newly implanted.

He didn't feel relieved by Ruan Xincheng's behavior, but felt a creepy feeling.It turned out that when Liang Ge didn't realize it, the other party had been secretly observing his life, so meticulous, even after a few years, there was almost no difference in retrospect.

Thinking of this, Chen Baimao could no longer stay in this seemingly unchanged space.He almost ran away, and immediately closed the door to the balcony after returning to the house.

"What's wrong?" Ruan Xincheng walked in with a glass of milk.

"It's nothing, I accidentally used a little too much force just now." Chen Baimao looked back at the small dark space behind his eyes, and immediately withdrew his gaze, as if something terrible was lurking there.

After drinking a glass of milk, Ruan Xincheng brought the cooked porridge to the table: "There are not many ingredients here today, so I only made porridge. I will bring some of your favorites over tomorrow."

Chen Baimao finished eating in a few mouthfuls, and after being filled with food, he felt a lot more comfortable in his stomach.Ruan Xincheng took the bowl in front of the young man very naturally, walked into the kitchen, and filled another bowl out.

"Is there any anti-inflammatory medicine?"

"What's wrong?" Ruan Xincheng put down the bowl, reached out to the young man's forehead, "Is there something uncomfortable?"

The young man moved and wanted to shrink back, but he held back: "I feel a headache."

Ruan Xincheng frowned as if thinking of something, "Let me see." After speaking, he got up and walked to the sofa.

Chen Bomao stiffened his body, letting the opponent's hands stroke and press his head.

"There's a lump, but it's not broken. It should be okay. I'll have the doctor check it out later."

Hearing the doctor's examination, Chen Bomao's heart skipped a beat, but he just nodded nonchalantly.He picked up the bowl on the table and continued to drink the porridge.

However, the young man felt sleepy just a while after eating. He told himself not to fall asleep, but in the end he couldn't resist Zhou Gong's call and fell into a dream.

In the drowsy state, he felt that someone was turning his body. He wanted to wake up, but his eyelids seemed to have been coated with 502 glue, and he tried several times without success.