"You must be wondering why I want to take you to see a qigong performance, right?" Li Zhao boiled a cup with hot water and poured a fruit drink for Yan Ting: "You are too boring, I want to take you to a place where there are lively things to see. There is a saying that goes, if a person has seen all the prosperity in the world, take him to ride a carousel. I think it makes sense."

"Will you feel bored when you're with me?" The fruit drink is not freshly squeezed. You can buy a large bottle for a few dollars, and it has a very obvious aroma of essence.

"How can you be boring? You don't even know how cute you are. It's so fun to be with you." Seeing that Yan Ting seemed to have misunderstood what he meant, Li Zhao quickly explained, "Whatever you say is good. Just follow me when I take you out. Don't be afraid that I'm a bad uncle who kidnaps handsome guys."

"You are younger than me."

"Actually, this is not important." Li Zhao waved his hand and drank half a cup of fruit drink in one breath: "As long as the meaning is clear. Maybe it's because I helped you at that time and you followed me obediently, so I have an inexplicable sense of responsibility towards you."

Sense of responsibility?

Why should two strangers with no blood relationship take on the responsibilities of another person?

"This is fate. You don't have parents, and neither do I, so God made us friends." Li Zhao picked up the glass: "Come on, let's drink to our beautiful friendship."

Yan Ting looked at the cup in Li Zhao's hand and clinked glasses with him silently.

"Hey." Li Zhao looked at Yan Ting with a smile: "Why are you so cute?"

Yan Ting continued to remain silent. In all his memories, no one had ever praised him by calling him "cute".

After lunch, Li Zhao took Yan Ting to the flower and bird market for a walk. He almost got chased out by the owner’s dog because he tried to make a parrot talk.

In the evening, they went to the light show.

The light show hasn't started yet, but the venue is already full of spectators. There are also many people in the standing area at the back, making it very bustling and lively.

"Tingting, put this on." Li Zhao put a pair of glowing rabbit ears on Yan Ting's head and put one on himself as well: "Tonight, we are the most handsome guys here."

As the light show started, the whole audience was filled with excited screams. The lights changed and the scene was as lively as if it was Chinese New Year. When the lighting effects changed into shooting stars, many people began to shout out their confessions or make wishes.

"Zhang Xiaoting, I love you!"

"Mom and Dad, I wish you a long life."

“I wish our motherland prosperity and strength!”

Li Zhao mixed in with the crowd, screaming and clapping, and finally just shouted loudly: "I wish Yan Tingting good health and a long life!"

In the noisy world, Yan Ting heard this sentence clearly.

"I wish Yan Tingting happiness and good health!"

Meteors flickered on the shadow wall, like a meteor shower, bringing people infinite fantasy and beauty. Li Zhao grabbed Yan Ting's arm and said loudly in his ear: "Tingting, make a wish too. Don't waste this good opportunity."

After saying that, he let go of Yan Ting's arm, twisted and turned to the rhythm of the music, dancing a dance that no one could understand.

Yan Ting looked at Li Zhao who was jumping around, raised his head to look at the lights that were as bright as shooting stars, his eyes as deep as the night.

He never made a wish, nor did he ask fate for anything.

After the light show, Li Zhao's voice was split. He took the mineral water that Yan Ting handed him, drank half of it in one breath, and leaned on Yan Ting: "My body feels hollowed out. I'm so tired."

Many couples who had just finished watching the light show passed by them, and some flower sellers took the opportunity to wait on the roadside and sell flowers to them.

"Hurry up, hurry up." Li Zhao, who was dying just now, saw these people selling flowers. Suddenly, the pain in his waist and legs was gone, and he pulled Yan Ting and ran.

After running out of the flower seller's range, Li Zhaocai panted and said, "These flowers are expensive and not fresh. If they target them, they will chase them and sell them."

Seeing that Li Zhao was sweating from running, Yan Ting took out a handkerchief from his coat pocket and handed it to him.

"Tingting, you are the only one among all my friends who always carries a handkerchief with you." Li Zhao wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Have you been the teacher's favorite good kid since kindergarten?"

Yan Ting: “I’ve never been to kindergarten.”

Li Zhao put the handkerchief into his pocket: "What a coincidence, I haven't been there either. It seems that we are really destined to be good brothers."

The living conditions where he grew up were very difficult. Parents with better financial conditions would send their children to preschool, but he did not have this treatment. It was not until he was six years old that he followed the older children in the village, carrying a yellow cloth bag and going to the first grade of elementary school.

Sometimes when he went to the county town to attend the market, he was particularly envious of the colorful slides and other children's play equipment in the kindergarten. Unfortunately, his "parents" didn't like him going to the county town, and even if he went to the city, they wouldn't let him leave alone for too long.

It was not until he was ten years old that his teacher found him covered in injuries, even his arm was broken, and called the police. It was also at that time that he realized that he was not his parents' biological child.

They said they found him from a trash can.

"If we hadn't picked him up, he would have starved to death." Facing the police, the adoptive father said confidently: "What's wrong with me beating him? It's only natural for a father to beat his son. Even if I beat him to death, he owes me."

It was not until later when he heard that he was going to jail that he cried and said that he was uneducated and did not understand the law.

"You can beat your own cats and dogs. I saved his life, so why is it against the law if I beat him?"

Li Zhao felt that he was very lucky. His teacher saved him, the police officer saved him, and so many people helped him. He lived in an orphanage, where he had enough food and warm clothes every day and was not beaten. This kind of life was really great.

"This whole year has been my lucky year." Recalling this, Li Zhao came to a conclusion: "When I was ten, I was lucky. When I was twenty, I was lucky again..."

“Don’t be superstitious.”

Li Zhao was about to say that this was not superstition when he suddenly saw an old man sitting in the corner setting up a stall, his gray hair flying in the cold wind. Maybe because it was too cold, she curled up into a ball. He pulled Yan Ting closer and found a plastic sheet in front of the old man with some knitwear on it.

"Grandma, how much is this?" Li Zhao picked up a pot of knitted sunflowers and asked the old lady with wrinkles on her face.

"Ten yuan for one, twenty yuan for three." The old man took out a plastic bag from his coat pocket with shaking hands, and looked at Li Zhao expectantly with cloudy eyes: "Young man, do you want to buy it?"

"I'll buy a few things." Li Zhao picked out a few pots of woven flowers and took out a hundred yuan to give to the old woman: "Grandma, it's getting late, you should go home early."

"Hey, thank you, thank you." The old man happily packed all the knitwear that Li Zhao bought in a plastic bag and gave Li Zhao a knitted coin purse as a gift: "Young man, you are a kind person, and good deeds will be rewarded."

"I bought these things you knitted because they are so cute." Li Zhao didn't mind that the wrinkled plastic bag looked ugly in his hand. He put the bag on his wrist and put his hands in his pockets.

"Goodbye, grandma."

After walking across the sidewalk, the two got into the car that had been waiting for them. Li Zhao handed Yan Ting a yellow rose made of thread: "Tingting, this is for you."

The quality of the wool is not very good and it feels a bit prickly in the hand.

"Do you know what yellow roses mean?" Li Zhao picked something out of the plastic bag and handed Yan Ting a little dinosaur: "This one is for you too."

Yan Ting shook his head slowly.

"The purest friendship in the world." Li Zhao put his hand on Yan Ting's shoulder: "Isn't it suitable for us?"

Yan Ting looked at the woven yellow rose and put it in his coat pocket: "Hmm."

"My flight tomorrow is very early, so I won't come to see you." Li Zhao yawned, "Next time I come back, I will probably have to wait until the Spring Festival. You must remember to wait for me to come back and buy New Year's goods together."

"Okay." Yan Ting pinched the yellow rose in his pocket. Today is the seventh day of the twelfth lunar month, and there are still twenty-three days until the Spring Festival.

The car stopped at the door of Li Zhao's house. He got out of the car, bent down and said to Yan Ting in the car: "Tingting, good night."

"Good night." Yan Ting watched Li Zhao walk into the door, lowered his head, took the yellow rose out of his pocket, and placed it in his palm.

After returning home, Yan Ting put the woven yellow rose that he had been holding in his hand into the vase in the room. The moonlight shines through the window screen and falls on the yellow rose, giving it a gentle silver glow.

When he woke up in the morning, he saw the message from Li Zhao.

[Zhao Zhao has good luck: Good morning, I’m on the plane (*^▽^*)]

Yan Ting stared at the smiling face behind the message for a long time, then stood up and opened the curtains. The sky outside was gradually beginning to brighten.

"Zhao Zhao, I just got news from the crew that they invited Zhao Junnan to play the role of the enemy country's prince. He has agreed and will join the crew today." Dake met Li Zhao who had just got off the plane at the airport: "You have the most scenes with the enemy country's prince, remember to avoid his trap."

"Teacher Zhao?" Li Zhao was a little surprised: "Why is he here in our crew?"

"Who knows what Zhao Junnan's team is thinking? They took the initiative to contact Director Yang, saying that they wanted to play this role as a guest star." Dake frowned and said, "After he became popular again with "Xia Jun", he has been promoting his hardworking and hardworking character. Maybe he is hinting at you not to tell anyone about being his stand-in."

Li Zhao didn't say anything, but felt that Zhao Junnan didn't need to care about such things. Whether it is finding a substitute or being a substitute, it is a matter of mutual consent and there is no need to bring up the past.

However, a person who has finally become popular again cannot tolerate any accidents happening.

"Why didn't you stop them when the crew arranged a double for me?" Zhao Junnan sat in the RV with a very unpleasant look on his face. "Even if they were choosing a double, they shouldn't have picked someone who was good-looking. Now Li Zhao has become famous thanks to the online drama, what if he uses the fact that he's a double for me to market himself?"

"I don't care what you guys think of, but you must not let Li Zhao continue to be popular." After venting his anger, Zhao Junnan took a deep breath and said, "In this circle, only those who are not popular are not a threat."

He absolutely would not allow Li Zhao to step on his shoulders and climb to a position higher than him.

The author has something to say: Zhao Zhao: My family is the most obedient baby in the world.

Others: emmmm, you are blind.