Today is also tied up by the top stream [entertainment circle]

This kiss is mixed with rain, mixed with cold, but also with fire, revealing heat.Jian Xing is very gentle this time, but still unreserved, prying open Zhaoyang's mouth little by little, poking into his tongue little by little, exploring, intertwining, and merging into one.

Zhaoyang tried his best to keep his face up, he had no experience in this kind of thing - he didn't count the experience from the last time, his mind was so messed up that he couldn't remember the details - many times he could only open his mouth stupidly, letting Jian Xing be familiar with it Actions.

Jian Xing let go of the hand holding his chin, embraced the back of his head and back, hugged him tightly, and kissed him deeper.

Several times, the lips of the two were slightly separated, and they faced each other and panted lowly. Zhao Yang thought he was going to end, but Jian Xing blocked him again, devouring his words and sharing his breath.

So back and forth, this rainy night will never end.

Until Zhaoyang couldn't help hissing slightly.

Jian Xing finally stopped, raised her hand, and stroked Zhaoyang's red and swollen lips with her thumb. There was a particularly bright spot at the corner of her lips, which was contrasted hideously by Zhaoyang's pink lip color.

That's where he was scratched by Sheng Nian when he tore with Sheng Nian last night.The injury was not serious, it was nothing compared to the beatings in the crew.

As long as you don't touch too hard...

"Does it hurt?" Jian Xing asked softly.

In fact, he had just tasted a bit of fishy and sweet taste, and he didn't care about it at the time, and he refused to let go, unwilling to let go.Thinking about it now, it smelled like blood.

So, Zhaoyang has been enduring it.

"...It doesn't hurt." Zhaoyang didn't dare to look directly at Jian Xing, his eyes drifted wildly.

Jane Xing smiled.Doesn't hurt...you can continue?

He wanted to, but he didn't want to.

Jian Xing was about to speak when the phone vibrated in his pocket.

It was Xiao Zhao who urged him, he still had a fan meeting, and the little flames were eagerly waiting for him to show up.

The fan meeting is over, and there is still a night flight to go to G city.

Jian Xing only said a few words briefly, and Zhao Yang had already guessed the general idea, the rhythm was very familiar.He hurriedly said: "You go to work first, I... I'll just go back by myself."

Jane Xing took his hand.

Zhao Yang looked up at him.

"Senior... wait for me to come back."

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Zhaoyang felt that there was a little sadness in Jian Xing's eyes.

"When will you come back?" Zhaoyang asked blurtedly.

"Next Sunday."

"..."

Today is Sunday.next sunday...

One week.

Seven days.

A full seven days.

He had survived for so long in a calm situation before, but now he didn't want to suffer another day.

"...Well," Zhaoyang felt a little sad, but tried not to show it, and smiled sweetly, "I'll wait for you."

"Send me a WeChat message." Jian Xing said.

The phone vibrated again.Jian Xing's heart exploded.

"Go back quickly." Zhaoyang urged him, "Work is important."

Jian Xing was finally driven away by him, and Zhaoyang was satisfied and sad seeing him turning his head three times a step at a time.

For a moment, he wanted to follow and blend in with the fan group, even if he was a crowd, he would look at Jian Xing from a distance for another 10 minutes.

I dismissed this idea, mainly because I felt too much like a perverted stalker.

Zhaoyang finally got into the car, and on the way back, he was looking at the hazy rain scene outside the window in a daze, when Jian Xing's WeChat came.

Zhaoyang set up a strong reminder for Jian Xing, and the reminder sound and bright screen scared his phone almost to the ground.

Jian Xing: Senior, hurry home, take a hot bath, make a cup of hot milk, and grind some ginger powder, don't catch a cold

Jian Xing: No, your home is too far away. There are many hotels nearby. You should go and stay for one night first.

Jian Xing: If I knew it earlier, I would find someone to send you off

Jane Xing: Where are you now?Why don't you stop running around, I'll let Zhou Ran arrange it for you

Jian Xing: I'm dizzy from work today, and I didn't expect it to rain. I should have arranged it earlier

When Jian Xing came up, he whizzed and mumbled to himself for a long time. Zhaoyang was amused, and told him that he was already in the car, and he had taken off his wet coat. There was heating in the car, so it was fine.

As for Zhou Ran, that is the last person he wants to trouble.He is a dignified boss, how can he have so much free time to deal with his trivial matters every day.

He was also worried that Jian Xing would catch a cold.If I catch a cold, I can stay paralyzed at home for ten and a half months, but Jian Xing can't.

Jian Xing changed the subject: are you okay?

Zhaoyang: Huh?

Then I realized what Jian Xing was referring to.

Zhaoyang: I'm fine

Zhaoyang: I'm fine

Jian Xing: He didn't come to harass you again, did he?

Last night, apart from the section in the corridor, Jian Xing checked a lot of surveillance cameras, almost from Zhaoyang's entry to his departure, to confirm that Shengnian did not do anything out of the ordinary to Zhaoyang, and the two of them did not. At the same time, he disappeared outside the monitoring area - such as the bathroom, so he was relieved.

Otherwise, Jian Xing might come to the door and beat Sheng Nian again.

Zhaoyang: no

To be precise, he went to harass others by himself.

Zhaoyang: Sorry, I was impulsive last night

Zhaoyang: I got you involved

He knew that on this point, he couldn't make up for Jian Xing. If he didn't fight, he would be beaten, and if he didn't offend, he would be offended. Tell Shengnian that Jane Xing is his weakness.

It's better to change the way and tell him openly that I'm not afraid of you.If you have the ability, you will kill me.

Jian Xing: This is really not like the style of the predecessors

Zhaoyang: I was not like this before...

It's the first time to hit someone with your hands.

Jane Xing: Huh?

Jian Xing: What was the predecessor like before?

Jane Xing: Can you bear it?

Zhaoyang was stunned.

before……

Yes, bear with it.

Zhaoyang was silent, but Jianxing knew that was the default.Not to mention Zhaoyang, even he, the top-notch who became famous in a hit, endured it 90% of the time.You can disobey, but you can't turn the table, you can't resist, you can't tear your face, and you can't blatantly reject these unwritten rules.Children only read the text word by word, and adults directly interpret the meaning between the words.

Jian Xing didn't dare to imagine, couldn't bear to imagine how many prime years Zhaoyang had met and how many of these things he had experienced.Before he was not so impulsive, how he endured everything, forced a smile on his face, and for such a clean person, but seeing so much filth and filth, he forcibly swallowed it into his stomach.

Jian Xing looked at the suspended conversation on the phone screen and sighed.

Fortunately he came last night.

It's pure luck to say the least.At that time, he passed Shengnian's deck, and Shengnian went out to find Zhaoyang. Jian Xing was walking straight away, but Bai Jia forced him to say hello. Jia is unfamiliar, but Bai Jia really wants to get to know Jian Xing. No matter what the occasion, he will never let Jian Xing go.

Seeing Jian Xing ignoring him and wanting to leave after a few words, Bai Jia hurriedly moved out of Zhaoyang, saying that Zhaoyang was still drinking with them just now.

Jian Xing immediately noticed something was wrong.

It was fortunate, but Jian Xing still felt distressed, terribly distressed.

This time, Zhaoyang endured all this for him.

Just now, Jian Xing asked Zhaoyang if he missed him, and Zhaoyang let out a huh, like an invisible hand with infinite strength, pinching his heart and making him suffocate.

A strangely uncomfortable pleasure.

Jian Xing: If you miss me from now on, just tell me

Don't hurt yourself like that.

not worth it.Not worth it for him.

Zhaoyang: I miss you

Jian Xing was stunned.I thought I read it wrong, so I read it again.

Look again.

The four words are clear and clear, and there is no misreading.

I miss you.

Jane Xing: Miss me, or want to see me?

Zhaoyang: miss you, want to see you

Jane Xing: Now?

Zhaoyang's cheeks were still burning because he dared to say such words, it was simply because he couldn't hold back at that moment, especially when he thought that Jian Xing would disappear for another week...

Seeing this "now", Zhaoyang reacted belatedly.

Zhaoyang: Huh?

Jane Xing: wait for me at home

Zhaoyang was a little startled: what are you going to do?

Jane Xing: to find you

Zhaoyang: Aren't you going to catch a plane?

Jane Xing: Don’t rush

Zhaoyang: What about tomorrow's announcement?

Jane Xing: pushed

At this moment, Zhaoyang wanted to cry, and also wanted to laugh. He felt that Jian Xing was childish, but it seemed that it was the first time that someone was so reckless and impulsive for him.

The childishness that only young people can have.

Zhaoyang: don't

Zhaoyang: Don't make trouble

Zhaoyang: I have nothing to do these days

Zhaoyang: I

Zhaoyang plucked up the courage to type out the next sentence: I can find you

Jian Xing was already telling the driver to turn around, and almost scared Xiao Zhao to death. Xiao Zhao was still reasoning with him, and Jian Xing saw Zhaoyang's words.

Jane Xing: You came to see me?

Jane Xing: Really?

Zhaoyang: really

Xiao Zhao was horrified to see that in the dim light in the car, Jian Xing suddenly raised the corners of his mouth, smiling like he had won five billion lottery tickets.

Jian Xing: Okay, it’s settled, don’t lie, otherwise

Jane Xing: You will be punished

Jian Xing held his mobile phone and spent a long time laughing alone, then suddenly realized that the car was turning around, and said, "Go on to the airport."

After looking for the driver at the intersection for a long time: "..."

Xiao Zhao who was on the verge of collapse: "...Brother Jian, can you stop being so scary! I'm only 23 years old and I don't want to die of myocardial infarction!"

Fortunately, he didn't tell Brother Ji about this, otherwise he would have to be punished by Brother Ji for Jian Xing.

The two chatted until Jian Xing boarded the plane, and Zhaoyang took a comfortable hot bath. Although there were many dreams that night, he slept very peacefully.

When I woke up the next morning, I found that the Internet had an earthquake.

Jian Xing arrived at the hotel in the middle of the night. At 6:[-] in the morning, she posted a selfie on Weibo.

The person is still on the bed, with a refreshing plain face, unprecedented gentle eyes, and a smile on the corner of his mouth, staring at the camera.

The accompanying text is simple: Good morning.

The fans are crazy.When Zhaoyang woke up, this Weibo had been forwarded more than 30 times, and the most popular comment on it was: I'm in love.

When Zhaoyang saw Jian Xing's eyes in the photo, his heart skipped a beat.

Although it seemed shameless to think so, he knew, that is, that Jian Xing said this to him.

The person Jian Xing looked at was him.

This feeling of loneliness and happiness.The whole world is reveling in a secret that only he knows.

Zhaoyang was looking at air tickets and hotels when Zhou Ran suddenly called and said that he had already made arrangements, so Zhaoyang could just wait for the car to pick him up at home.

Zhou Ran hung up the phone after speaking resolutely, and Zhaoyang didn't even have a chance to be polite.

Zhaoyang: "..." In the end, I still have to trouble him.

Zhou Ran sent his assistant to pick him up from Zhaoyang. A magnificent Maybach looked so out of place in the old neighborhood, and there were a few old people walking with their dogs and children on the road, who stopped and watched curiously.Zhaoyang's scalp was numb, he hurried downstairs with his luggage, and stuffed himself into the car like a thief.

Fortunately, Lin Xigu hasn't come back yet, otherwise...

correct.Zhaoyang suddenly thought, how to tell Lin Xigu about this matter?

The question is, what is this?

He and Jian Xing, now... what's the situation?

Zhaoyang was a little confused.

lover?lovers?ambiguous? ……friends with benefits?

When the last thought popped up, Zhaoyang's face turned red.

Friends with benefits is of course impossible.How could they... develop to that point.

He didn't know what he wanted, nor what Jian Xing wanted.

I just miss and even enjoy Jian Xing's kiss, I just want to see him, I want to see him strongly.

Just think about it and do it.

What will happen when we meet again this time... He never thought about it.

I didn't think about it, but I couldn't stop.

The car roared towards the airport, Zhaoyang leaned back in the chair, closed his eyes anxiously and willingly.

When Zhaoyang arrived, Jian Xing was still doing a magazine interview, and there was a one-hour live broadcast in the evening, and then today's work was over.

Jian Xing didn’t dare to let anyone in his team know this time, and asked Zhou Ran to arrange someone to receive Zhaoyang. Jian Xing still told Zhaoyang on WeChat that he would be busy until late, and told Zhaoyang not to wait for him, but to eat first , You can go out to play or go shopping if you want, Zhou Ran's people will take it, and he will reimburse the expenses.

Zhaoyang suddenly felt that he, who had always refused to be taken care of, seemed to enjoy the feeling of being taken care of.

Zhaoyang said that he didn't need any hospitality, so he asked them to leave after checking in at the hotel.After taking a shower and resting for a while, I nestled alone in the hotel room and watched movies.The luxury suite of this five-star hotel is larger than his home.

At 10 o'clock in the evening, Jian Xing finally called it a day. She didn't know how to get rid of Xiao Zhao, so she drove over by herself.He booked the revolving restaurant on the top floor of the hotel in advance, but he didn't tell Zhaoyang, he only told him that he would go find him around 10:[-] and take him to eat delicious food then.

Zhaoyang always understands that eating delicious food is a street food stall, which is Lin Xigu's routine operation.Jian Xing is of course unlikely, but Zhaoyang didn't expect it to be so grand, after all, it's already at this point, and most people don't eat dinner anymore.

So, when Jian Xing led him into the magnificent revolving restaurant, he looked down at his jeans, half-worn sneakers, and sweater with peeling paint, and his first reaction was to go back and change.

Although he didn't bring any clothes worthy of this place...

The waiters, all dressed in elegant formal attire, bowed respectfully to them.Jian Xing changed into the live broadcast outfit, wearing a new spring thin windbreaker, walking with wind as usual.Like a child who went to the wrong studio, Zhao Yang was dragged by Jian Xing and followed him to the seat by the window in embarrassment.

Dishes are also ordered in advance.Jian Xing and Zhao Yang had eaten together in the same crew for several months, so they knew Zhao Yang's taste and tried to order according to his preferences.As soon as people arrived, the dishes came up one after another.

There is also a pianist playing.The melody Zhaoyang remembered was Jian Xing's "Star".

Repeated over and over to remind someone of the existence of certain memories.

Zhaoyang always felt that this meal...was a bit too formal.

This meeting between him and Jian Xing was different from what he had imagined.

In the past, Jian Xing was nice to him, but he was always so casual, like the kiss in the rain that night, impromptu, regardless of the consequences, so embarrassing that he couldn't stop.

Even though he had already kissed him, and even twice, Zhaoyang faced Jian Xing at this time, but he was so rigid that he had no place to rest his eyes or his hands.

There were other people in the restaurant, and the two of them didn't say anything out of the ordinary, or even talked too much. They finished a delicious meal a little quietly, they left the restaurant, and Jian Xing sent Zhaoyang downstairs.

At the door of the room, Zhaoyang looked at Jian Xing, hesitant to speak.After much deliberation, I could only say: "Good night."

Jian Xing smiled, "Senior, wait for me for a while."

Zhaoyang: "Huh?"

"10 minutes."

Jian Xing ran away after speaking.

Zhaoyang looked at the back of Jian Xing leaving in a hurry, opened his mouth, and didn't have time to ask.

I had no choice but to close the door first and count down quietly alone.

The longest 10 minutes of my life.It seems that the shuttle-like sun and the moon are suddenly stumbled by something, and they slow down as they say willfully.

Tick ​​tock tick tock.

Just as Zhaoyang was about to open the door and look around for the third time, the doorbell rang.

The sound insulation here is very good, but Zhaoyang is leaning his back against the door panel, and he can vaguely hear the singing outside: "Little rabbit, please open the door, open it quickly..."

Zhaoyang opened the door, "What are you singing?"

Jian Xing put his hands behind his back and smiled, "Summon senior."

Zhou Ran always described Zhaoyang as a little white rabbit. Sometimes when Jian Xing thinks about it, he can't help but imagine a ball of light, soft, white and flawless hair.

Like the predecessors.A light touch will startle him away.

"Can I come in?" Jane asked.

Zhaoyang knew that he was hiding something behind him, but he didn't hide it tightly, and saw a cluster of trembling flower branches through his shoulder. Zhaoyang pretended not to see anything, opened the door, stepped back, and let him in.

Jian Xing pushed with the sole of his foot, and the door quickly closed automatically.

"Sit down," Zhaoyang pretended to find something to do for himself, "Drink water?"

Without waiting for Jian Xing to answer, he poured water for him by himself.

"Senior," Jian Xing came behind Zhaoyang, "for you."

Zhaoyang turned around, and Jian Xing handed a large bouquet of white stars in front of him.

Zhaoyang took it by accident, a little dazed, but more happy.

"Thank you."

"Senior, do you know what the flower language of the stars is?" Jian Xing asked.

"I seem to have seen it in a movie—" Zhaoyang stopped suddenly in the middle of speaking.

He remembered that it was said in that movie: Gypsophila represents the love of Gan as a supporting role.I can watch you happy in the dark, it doesn't matter if you don't remember me.

Looking at Zhaoyang's expression, Jian Xing guessed it a little bit, and smiled lightly, "I don't know."

"……what?"

"I don't know what the stars represent," Jian Xing said, "I don't care."

Because he wanted to keep it from his team, including Xiao Zhao, Zhou Ran helped him do a series of things here.When ordering flowers, when he said he wanted to order the baby's breath, Zhou Ran opened his mouth and said stupidly, no one would give a baby's breath when they are in love, they usually give red roses.

Jian Xing retorted, "The rose is the fastest to wither, and it wilted within a few days. Why do you think it must represent love? How can this love last forever?"

Zhou Ran sneered, "Who wants to last forever, pick it when it is the most beautiful, and get together and leave after thanking, this is the true meaning of love."

Jian Xing ended the topic with him.

Zhaoyang stared at Jian Xing blankly.

Jian Xing lowered her head slightly and stared at him, only a bunch of bright and lush stars were separated between them.

"It just represents me now. I give you myself."

Zhaoyang held his breath.He always felt that Jian Xing would kiss him in the next second.

But Jane Xing did not.He just looked at Zhaoyang like that, without moving.

At a loss, Zhaoyang looked carefully at the flowers in front of him, and saw that there was a small card inside.

The cards are bound together with a small box.

"Can I watch?" Zhaoyang asked.

"It's all given to you, of course." Jian Xing said.

Zhaoyang took out a small card with Jian Xing's words on it.

To: Senior Zhaoyang, happy birthday.

Signed Jianxing.

Birthday?

It's been half a month since his birthday.

half a month ago...

They are still fighting.

"Actually, I haven't forgotten," Jian Xing said, "but that day... I didn't dare to contact you."

That day, he posted 20 Moments, frantically brushing his presence, hoping that his seniors would take care of him, but he didn't get a single like.

Zhaoyang didn't post anything, he didn't even update Weibo, only some persistent fans left messages under his recent Weibo, wishing him a happy birthday.Jian Xing also commented on a happy birthday with a trumpet, knowing that Zhaoyang would not read it.

Humble and top-notch, chasing stars online.

Jian Xing had no choice but to go to the Moments of Squatting Lin Xigu again.Lin Xigu only posted a photo of having a meal with his "friend", and ordered takeaway at home. Neither he nor this friend was in the picture.Jian Xing nodded, but didn't say much.

If Lin Xigu hadn't insisted on going to a ceremony with him that day, Zhaoyang probably wouldn't have passed.

Zhaoyang opened the box again.

Under the bright light in the room, he was almost blinded.

It is a small brooch, three stars, from big to small, are connected to form a meteor shape, each star is surrounded by a circle of sapphires, and the middle is full of broken diamonds, which shine brightly when the light source is refracted.

Flowers wither, diamonds don't.

Zhaoyang knew that what Jian Xing could give away must be genuine. These diamonds may not look big, but this amount... can trigger intensive phobia on the spot.

Zhaoyang was so frightened that he closed the lid of the box, and handed the box back to Jian Xing, "I can't take this—"

The last time he took that watch from him, it was ruined. Zhaoyang only found out later that it was worth 200 million. It was too late to return it, so he had no choice but to accept the love.

"Senior," Jian Xing pressed his hand with little force, "I want to say a few words to you first, can you listen to me?"

"……Um."

"Senior, I like you."

"..."

"I've never confessed my love to anyone like this before." Jian Xing said in a low and gentle voice, "I've never chased someone before, I've never liked someone so hard..."

He thinks he has a lot of experience, but thinking about it recently, in fact, it seems that he has never had a serious relationship.

I used to think that this kind of thing is a matter of course, one look can decide whether to want it or not, continue or stop, make a bed sheet or disappear... But there is always something in him that others want. For him, it's all about giving, everything is taken for granted, what else can the other party ask for?

It turns out that if you have to work hard, it will make people addicted.

"I've liked you for a long time, and I don't remember when it started." Unknowingly, Jian Xing propped her hands on both sides of the smooth island platform, surrounded Zhaoyang in the middle, lowered her head slightly, and confided softly, "Maybe I really love you." I'm too young, ignorant, impulsive, maybe I did something you don't like before, if you get angry, scold me, I will change, but..."

Jian Xing paused.

"Don't hate me."

"I don't hate you," Zhaoyang held the sky full of stars tightly, raised his head, and said in a hoarse voice, "I like you too."