After I fell in love with the double slag Gong, Bai Yueguang came back

Cheng Jianyu stared at it for a few seconds, then walked to the bed, Jiang Yan lowered his head slightly, poking his neck with his raised sweater collar, his shaved sideburns were sweaty, he looked pitiful, his breathing was even and long, he was really sleeping caught.

Just put the phone in his pocket and before it was warmed up, Cheng Jianyu took it out again, and leaned against the door frame to send a message to A Sheng, urging him to come quickly.

Ah Sheng is very smart, sure he won't just throw Jiang Yan out like this, send a text message and make a phone call, his attitude is so good, it's Brother Cheng and Mr. Cheng, he almost called out, it's a traffic jam anyway, from [-]:[-] p.m. The traffic jam continued until ten o'clock.

Cheng Jianyu understood that tonight Ah Sheng was driving in the scenic area of ​​the Ten Golden District, he stopped urging, packed up his clothes, traveled lightly, and went to a nearby hotel to get a room to sleep.

I would rather sleep in a hotel than keep a distance from Jiang Yan.

It is impossible for Jiang Yan and him to share the same roof and share the same bed.Whether Jiang Yan really likes him as he sang in the song "Origin", he really knows his mistakes and wants to get back together, he doesn't care, and he doesn't care.

Recently, Cheng Jianyu's career is on the rise, and the future is bright. There are too many directors who want to cooperate. He just wants to focus on his work and step into the core of the film and television industry. He doesn't want to talk about love for the time being.

What's more, he has promised Wen Yueming to think about it carefully.

The next morning, Cheng Jianyu returned home after washing. Just as he opened the door, the faucet sounded "Shushasha" from the kitchen. There were two plates of yellow-orange fried eggs on the table in the dining room, decorated with broccoli and sliced ​​tomatoes. The glass next to him was filled with milk. He lived alone, and he had a habit of eating as much as he bought, as the food in the refrigerator would not last overnight.

So someone bought and delivered the dishes this morning. Cheng Jianyu looked sideways into the kitchen. Jiang Yan's tall and broad back was slightly bent, and he stretched out one hand to rinse under the faucet. He suddenly turned around, and Cheng Jianyu found that his hair had just been washed, his collar was wet, and the scent of bath liquid in the air was familiar.

"Did you take a bath at my house?" Cheng Jianyu frowned, brushing over Jiang Yangen's erect stubble.

Jiang Yan squinted at him, turned around to wash the cup, and said sullenly, "I smell of alcohol all over me, it's disgusting."

Cheng Jianyu made a soft "Oh" and said bluntly, "Since you're sober, go back to your house. I'll clean up the kitchen."

Jiang Yan's straight back stiffened for a moment, he slowly put down the cup, turned around, "Hurry to drive me away?"

After a short pause, he looked Cheng Jianyu up and down, and smiled casually: "So afraid of me? Are you afraid that I will rape you?"

Cheng Jianyu looked at him quietly, without blinking, his eyes were bright and clear, Jiang Yan felt sore, strode towards the restaurant, and patted him on the shoulder, "Let's eat, I'll leave immediately after eating."

Cooking skills are learned from food bloggers. A rich young master like him has been in the kitchen twice in his life, and he has given all of them to Cheng Jianyu, but Cheng Jianyu doesn't appreciate it.

The omelette was not bad to say the least, with a little too much salt, Cheng Jianyu tasted a few mouthfuls perfunctorily, then propped his hands on the table, his eyes were neither salty nor salty, Jiang Yan usually ate neatly, but today he took his time, eating omelette was like eating a top steak, sliced Chunks, fine pieces.

Cheng Jianyu didn't urge him, he was calm and steady, he never expected that he could have dinner with Jiang Yan peacefully.

"Drink the milk." Jiang Yan raised his jaw, pointed to the full glass of milk on the table, glanced slightly at Cheng Jianyu, who was motionless, and randomly tasted the fried egg calmly, "There is no medicine in it, don't worry."

Cheng Jianyu didn't want to have unnecessary verbal disputes with him, picked up the milk cup with one hand, drank it all, pulled a piece of paper and lowered his head, slowly wiped the corner of his mouth, when his calf was touched by something, he looked under the table, Jiang Yan stretched out his long hair wantonly The legs, the toe of the shoe poked him down intentionally or unintentionally.

Jiang Yan didn't seem to feel anything, put down the heavy iron fork, picked up the phone with the other hand to read the email, and said casually: "Did you hear the song I wrote for you?"

"Hmm." Cheng Jianyu folded his calf and looked at him warningly.

Jiang Yan made his heart itch. Since the breakup, he never sat down and chatted with Cheng Jianyu quietly, and asked insincerely, "Do you think the score is better or the lyrics?"

Cheng Jianyu refused to answer this typical trap question, and said quietly: "After dinner, you can go home."

Jiang Yan ignored it, and curled his mouth, "May I ask, how far have you and my uncle progressed? He is not young anymore, and he will be on his fourth year after a few years. I am anxious for him."

Cheng Jianyu smiled softly, leaned back on the chair, raised his head slightly, and could clearly see the lines of his shoulders and neck, clearly and beautifully, "Jiang Yan, even if I don't fall in love with your uncle, one day I will fall in love with someone else."

He doesn't bend the corner at all, and playing straight balls is his usual indifferent style.

"Who is the other person?" Jiang Yanlian laughed and asked straightforwardly. Whether it was Wen Yueming, Lin Zhaozhong Lunian, or passerby A and passerby B, he couldn't accept that Cheng Jianyu really fell in love with other people. Once he thought that Cheng Jianyu would fall in love, He wished he could bite him to death.

Cheng Jianyu turned his head, calm and calm, "I don't know, but I will never be single forever. Like last night, I hope it will be the last time."

The atmosphere was cold and stagnant, and the two looked at each other.

Jiang Yan stood up, stared at him for a while, pursed his thin lips tightly, and took a deep breath, "It's true, I won't be single forever, I wish you find happiness as soon as possible."

Cheng Jianyu couldn't ask for more.

Jiang Yan collected the dishes on the table, washed them and put them in the cupboard. He went downstairs, fished out the package of smoking cessation candy from the car window, roughly tore apart the candy wrapper, and leaned against the car door with his arms propped up. The feeling of sweetness made him even more upset .

Waking up from Cheng Jianyu's bed in the morning, being able to have a meal with Cheng Jianyu, I thought it was a fire of hope that could improve the relationship.

Unexpectedly, it was a new disappointment.

He laughed at himself, measured the blisters from the scalding water on the back of his hand, sent a message to Ah Sheng with one hand, and bought a scald medicine on the way.

On the last day of its release, "Kill Me Gently" won the box office crown of the month with a box office of 32.5 billion, ranking among the top ten cumulative movie box office in the country. Only 12% of the unpopular suspense films are scheduled for the first day. The team produced meticulously, starring Zhong Lunian in a performance that could not be replicated, using cold weapons to create a road of hope in the hail of bullets.

The movie is good, the stamina is even greater after watching it, and there are many people who watch it twice and three times. Although Zhong Lunian is the best actor and famous in the circle, in the eyes of young people, there is nothing special except good acting skills. "Please Kill Gentlely" "I" let them see another Zhong Lunian, an ordinary handsome guy outside the camera, but once in the camera, he is a crazy handsome guy, malleable like a rubber man, with thousands of faces and ever-changing.

Who doesn't like such a man, Zhong Lunian's Weibo fans skyrocketed, endorsement advertisements received soft hands, and his status rose again.

This is selected by the audience with their movie tickets. This is a counterattack of sub-art films that are enough to be recorded in film history. This is a victory for the majority of moviegoers.

As a screenwriter, Cheng Jianyu used his strength to clear up his grievances. How could a person who could write the script of "Kill Me Gentlely" slander Bei Xinhong's innocence.

Talented and handsome, his ex-boyfriend is still a legendary Jiang Yan, who loves him to death, and does not hesitate to sing love songs to confess his love in variety shows. Apart from his life, the pearl has been covered in dust for five years. Cheng Jianyu has lived a very successful life.

In contrast, "Entertainment Chase", which was released in the same National Day golden time, is so bad that it can be recorded in film history. Gorgeous is also shit.

Investing in a movie worth [-] million yuan didn't even get back a tenth of the cost. Zhou's group was in a huge loss, and the stock market was so green that people couldn't keep their eyes open.

Under the official Weibo of Bei Xinhong Studio, he was scolded tens of thousands of times. He wanted to drag him out from behind the screen and parade him in the street. Those who had worked with him in the past all unfollowed him one after another. .

Since then, Zhou Jueqing's name has been associated with bad movies, and the audience is very cautious. Whoever tricks them into the movie theater and suffers torture will be blacklisted from watching movies.

Cheng Jianyu did not attend the celebration banquet. He bought two movie tickets for the last show of "Please Kill Me Gentlely" at midnight in the cinema, and sat on a chair in the waiting area, checking the time on his phone from time to time.

Wen Yueming came 10 minutes later than the agreed time. For the first time, the movie had already started. Cheng Jianyu said hello and walked into the theater together. There were scattered moviegoers at zero o'clock. Several young couples sat in the back row, drunk Wen doesn't mean wine.

"Sorry, I was caught off guard by something today." Wen Yueming took his seat and said in a low voice.

Cheng Jianyu nodded, the seat was enveloped in darkness and silence, the light source in the movie flickered on and off, passing quickly across his cheeks, even though he had watched the movie hundreds of times and knew it by heart, he still focused every time he watched it.

The imperceptible smell of Lysol came from Wen Yueming's body, Cheng Jianyu thought, he must be very busy today, Mr. Wen, who is picky and pursuing exquisiteness, didn't even change his clothes.

He turned his head away, wanting to ask about the situation, but unexpectedly bumped into Shuangwu's innocent eyes, which seemed to have a magical effect of soothing people's hearts, making his heartbeat slow down a bit.

Cheng Jianyu looked back and looked at the screen again, "Mr. Wen, what's wrong?"

Wen Yueming turned his head to get close to him, stuck an ambiguous but not excessive distance, and sighed softly, "I had a Chinese colleague in Ethiopia who accidentally contracted Ebola and passed away this morning. I just went to his house and informed him The bad news about my wife and children."

"They must be very sad." Cheng Jianyu turned his head and approached him comfortingly.

Wen Yueming raised his glasses with one hand, pinched the bridge of his nose to refresh himself, "I'm going back to Africa, and I promised them that I would bring back the ashes. Chinese people pay attention to returning fallen leaves to their roots, and they can't let his body stay in Africa."

Cheng Jianyu felt his sadness, and lowered his voice, "Is there anything I can do for you?"

"Being able to watch a movie with you in peace is already helping me get rid of my emotions." Wen Yueming looked at his dignified profile, and said in a low voice: "I want to deal with his funeral in the local area. It may take two months, I hope I can kiss you at the airport when I come back."

Cheng Jianyu couldn't pretend that he didn't hear it. From the corner of his eye, Wen Yueming's eyes were sincere and sincere, affectionate and restrained. He nodded solemnly, "I will."

The movie theater is not far from Cheng Jianyu's house. It was already two o'clock in the morning when he came back. He took a shower and changed into comfortable pajamas.

Walking into the kitchen, just as he was about to make coffee, he realized that there was already coffee in the coffee pot. Cheng Jianyu held up the crystal clear coffee pot, and the brown liquid shook heavily. He himself was very different.

"It turns out that making coffee is a technical job. I worked hard on you before."

The temperature was so cool that Jiang Yan cooked it in the morning. Cheng Jianyu tore off the note, lifted the lid, and held the coffee pot high with one hand. The strong coffee dripped down the drain.

The taste of cold coffee is very bad, since you can drink hot, why drink cold coffee.