I became a movie star at the age of three; Dilraba and I are childhood sweethearts.

Anita Mui immediately echoed this sentiment.

"Me too! I want some too!"

"It would be so much fun if the three of us acted together!"

Upon hearing this, the entire audience was once again stunned.

Leslie Cheung.

Mui Yan-fang.

What level of existence are these two?

Now, they're actually taking the initiative to ask a twelve-year-old child to act?

Has the world gone mad?

Xiao Chen's eyes lit up; this was exactly the kind of good thing he had been hoping for.

"Okay! Let me finish what I'm doing."

"Let's tailor-make a script just for my brother and Sister Amei!"

Wang Jinhua listened from the side, beaming with joy.

She walked up to Xiao Chen and teased him proudly.

"See? Our Xiaochen is a real gem now."

"From now on, any Best Actor or Actress who wants to work with him will have to wait in line!"

His one sentence made everyone laugh.

The tense atmosphere on the rooftop was completely dispelled by the arrival of these two superstars, becoming relaxed and warm.

The filming of "Infernal Affairs" smoothly came to an end in such a pleasant atmosphere.

The day filming wrapped up was just a few days before the Lunar New Year.

On the other hand, "Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone," being a magical film, required an extremely large and complex amount of special effects production.

It takes far more time and effort than the filming itself, so the release date was set for after the new year.

These past few days, Leslie Cheung and Anita Mui have been going to the "Infernal Affairs" set almost every day.

He called it a set visit, but in reality, he just wanted to hang out with Xiao Chen.

The two treated Xiao Chen like a younger brother, and even more so as a close friend despite their age difference.

They would bring all sorts of delicious food, accompany Xiao Chen to rehearse, and watch him direct.

Sometimes they even take on the role of passersby.

Xiao Chen was also happy to see such an Easter egg in this life's "Infernal Affairs".

The crew members went from being shocked at first to gradually getting used to it.

Every day, they could see two superstars, just like ordinary people, fussing over a little boy.

On the day filming wrapped, the crew held a grand wrap party.

After the banquet, everyone dispersed.

Xiao Chen looked at Leslie Cheung and Anita Mui, who were still in high spirits beside him, and a thought struck him.

He knew that these two seemingly radiant superstars actually harbored a loneliness that outsiders could not understand.

Especially during the Spring Festival, a time for family reunions.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have stayed by his side all the time.

He blinked and asked softly, with a hint of anticipation in his voice.

"Brother, Sister Mei, the New Year is just around the corner."

"Would you... like to come and stay at my place?"

Xiao Chen looked up at his incredibly beautiful face, his eyes sparkling in the night.

"My house is quite big, Aunt Hua will go there too."

"Come join us, it'll be more fun with more people."

Upon hearing this, Mui Yan-fang was taken aback.

Looking into Xiao Chen's eyes and seeing the sincerity in them, she smiled and ruffled his hair almost without hesitation.

"OK!"

"Anyway, I'm all alone, and I'm just worried about having nowhere to go."

Leslie Cheung looked at them, reached out, and put his arms around Anita Mui and Xiao Chen's shoulders, one on each side.

"How could I be left out? Count me in."

"This year, we'll stay up all night with our little director."

……

The Lunar New Year came exceptionally early this year, and the damp chill of the port city has not yet dissipated.

The dry, cold air in Beijing was accompanied by a biting wind that stung people's cheeks.

Two days before Lunar New Year's Eve in 2003.

A black van slowly drove into a hutong in Beijing and finally stopped in front of a vermilion gate.

The car door opened, and Leslie Cheung and Anita Mui curiously looked at the house in front of them.

It is a typical four-courtyard house with a simple and grand facade. The two stone lions at the entrance are majestic and exude a profound sense of history.

Anita Mui, wrapped in a thick scarf, exhaled a puff of white breath, her eyes filled with amazement.

"Wow, Xiao Chen, your house is so grand!"

Leslie Cheung smiled and patted Xiao Chen on the shoulder.

"Our Xiaochen family is now a truly wealthy family."

Xiao Chen smiled, stepped forward, and pushed open the heavy wooden door, which made a dull creak.

"Brother, Sister Mei, come in quickly, it's cold outside."

Upon entering, you are greeted by a warmth that is completely different from that outside.

The courtyard was spotless, and a covered walkway connected the various rooms, with a row of festive red lanterns hanging under the walkway.

On the screen wall directly opposite the main gate, there is a carving of a welcoming picture, the carving is exquisite and lifelike.

Ye Huimei and Wang Jinhua returned to Beijing a few days early to prepare items needed for the Chinese New Year.

Upon hearing the commotion, they immediately came out from the main room to greet them.

"Oh, I've finally arrived!"

"Come in and warm up!"

Ye Huimei warmly accepted the luggage from Mei Yanfang's hands.

Wang Jinhua looked at her artist with a proud expression, as if to say: Look, the kid I mentored is doing great!

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, everyone went inside.

The courtyard house is large enough, and the guest rooms have already been prepared.

On New Year's Eve, the entire courtyard was filled with a strong festive atmosphere.

In the kitchen, Ye Huimei showed off her skills, the clattering of pots and pans mingling with the aroma of food.

Wang Jinhua and Mei Yanfang also enthusiastically rolled up their sleeves and helped out from the side.

The three of them huddled together, chattering and laughing incessantly.

Leslie Cheung knew nothing about cooking and was kicked out by them, so she had to stay in the yard.

Under the old locust tree in the courtyard hangs an exquisite birdcage, inside which lives a parrot with emerald green feathers.

That was a dog that Xiao Chen had raised for several years; it was very intelligent and perceptive.

When the parrot saw Leslie Cheung approaching, it immediately started shouting at the top of its lungs.

"Wishing you prosperity! Wishing you prosperity!"

Leslie Cheung was amused and reached out his finger to tease it through the cage.

"Little one, you have a sweet tongue."

The parrot tilted its head, staring at him with its beady black eyes, and then suddenly blurted out a sentence.

"Handsome guy! You're so good-looking!"

Leslie Cheung was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.

Xiao Chen moved a small stool, sat under the eaves, held a cup of hot tea in his hand, and quietly watched this scene.

Sunlight filtered through the bare branches, casting dappled patterns on Leslie Cheung's profile.

Today he wore a beige turtleneck sweater with a camel coat over it, making him look gentle and refined.

Leslie Cheung teased the parrot as if he were just Xiao Chen's friendly older brother, not the superstar who captivated everyone.

But Xiao Chen's heart tightened for no reason.

2003 years.

April……

These two dates weighed heavily on his heart like two mountains.

Although many things have changed because of my appearance in this life.

For example, Sister Amei's health has greatly improved.

The recent follow-up examination report showed that the cancer cell index was stabilizing, which is undoubtedly great news.

But my brother's illness is a mental one.

Mental illness is difficult to cure.

Xiao Chen wasn't confident.