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Jian Xing's words were blocked for a while, and he did not continue for a long time.

Probably did not expect—even Zhaoyang himself did not expect that Jian Xing's frankness would suddenly force out Zhaoyang's frankness.

Happiness comes without hesitation and without warning.

Jian Xing looked at Zhaoyang, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, from sporadic ripples to uncontrollable full bloom, the hands supporting the edge of the stage secretly became more and more forceful, controlling himself not to be impulsive again, trying to brew the greatest patience in his life, Ask softly, "Then, senior..."

Before he finished a sentence, his lips were dry.

"Can you be my boyfriend?"

Zhaoyang also looked at Jian Xing, his lips parted slightly, but he didn't speak for a while.

Jian Xing wanted to kiss desperately.But this time, he must wait for Zhaoyang's answer.

He wants to be upright, he wants to be famous as a teacher, and he doesn't want to worry about gains and losses and worry about it.

The most beautiful relationship in love is not ambiguity, but negative distance.

Zhaoyang didn't know what he was hesitating about.

Maybe it's because he hasn't realized it until now, a man is confessing his love to him.

And he fell in love with a man.

Only a few months ago, it would have never occurred to him that he would like a man.In the past, he was disgusted by Han Mingyi many times, so disgusted that he felt that if he touched a man again, he would die.

The first time I was kissed by Jian Xing, I was surprised and shocked.But not disgusting.

The second time...he enjoyed it so much, immersed himself in it, and even hoped that the kiss would not stop.

Zhaoyang became stunned without knowing it, and Jian Xing thought he was embarrassed, and felt a bit lost in his heart.

"It's okay, if senior doesn't answer me now, I'll treat you as if you're still thinking about it, then I still have a chance." Jian Xing smiled slightly, and took half a step back quietly, "I can continue to chase."

Sensing that the distance between the two was subtly widening, Zhaoyang stretched out his hand and grabbed Jian Xing's wrist before he could think clearly.

Jian Xing stopped moving.

"I..." Zhaoyang stammered, "I'm not..."

It's not that he's still thinking about it, it's not that he wants Jian Xing to continue chasing, it's not that he wants to hang Jian Xing, it's not that he doesn't understand his own mind...

I still don't understand it now, and I don't even believe it myself.

He's just inexperienced and unfamiliar with the process.

"I..." Zhaoyang's mind was twisted into a ball, still holding on to Jian Xing and not daring to let go, fearing that Jian Xing would really leave, then he would not know if he would have the courage to say this next time.

"……it is good."

What is the concept of romance in the entertainment industry?

What is the concept of homosexuality in the entertainment industry?

What is the concept of homosexuality in the entertainment industry that must not be made public?

he does not know.

There was only one thing on his mind right now.

Fall in love with Jian Xing.

To be with this person in front of him, this man who he doesn't want to let go of now.

You can tell him in the future, I miss you, I want to see you, I like you.

It was the kind of happiness that he could not even imagine.

As if afraid that Jian Xing would not understand, Zhaoyang hurriedly explained, "I——can—"

I have been in the industry for 7 years, I have seen so many groups, I have tried so many scenes, and it is not like I have never performed brain-dead lines. Even Lei’s lines can be expressed with professionalism and emotion, but this time I am stuck in Jane The simple word "boyfriend", this straightforward and easy-to-understand sentence is inexplicably shameful.

The further he went on, the lower Zhaoyang's voice was, so low that he could barely hear him, "...to be your boyfriend....and you to be my boyfriend."

Word by word, gently tickling, scratching into Jian Xing's heart.

Jian Xing leaned back, hugged him tightly again, lowered her head, and moved closer, "Then, senior, I want to kiss you, is that okay?"

Zhaoyang's face was so hot that he wished he could bury his whole head in the sky full of stars, as if there was no such person in the world.

Jian Xing wanted to stick to him, and sprayed hot air on the tips of his red-hot ears, "Is it okay?"

"If senior doesn't agree, forget it." Jian Xing suddenly backed away.

Zhaoyang took a steep step forward, tiptoed slightly, raised his hand to grab Jian Xing's arm, stabilized his center of gravity, raised his face, and actively covered Jian Xing's lips.

He always forgets one thing.He is a senior, and Jian Xing is a young man who is five years younger than him. He is so bullied by a child that he has no power to fight back... a bit embarrassing.

Isn't it just inexperienced?Once born, twice acquainted, he can also learn.

But Jian Xing couldn't stand such teasing, the soft touch covered his lips, he was stunned for half a second, his right hand was behind Zhaoyang's waist, Zhaoyang was pushed back again and again by Jian Xing, his hip hit the island, In a panic, he casually put the bunch of baby's breath aside, and Jian Xing supported the edge of the stage with his left hand again, holding Zhaoyang in his arms.

Zhaoyang's kiss only stayed on the surface, it was a bluff with great fanfare, Jian Xing turned the defense into an offensive, directly pried Zhaoyang's lips open, skillfully inserted his tongue, and drove straight in, sweeping the wind and encroaching on the sky.

This is Zhaoyang's third kiss with Jian Xing, but he can already tell his emotions from Jian Xing's kiss.Aggressive, gentle, tentative, nostalgic...or, with some kind of appeal.

Dangerous breath.real danger.Even if you haven't experienced it, it's an instinct engraved in your genes.

Although wild, Zhaoyang can feel that Jian Xing is trying to restrain himself.

Zhaoyang felt that he should stop.The progress was so fast that he was a little out of his mind.

But he couldn't say a word.He could only open his mouth slightly and breathe with all his strength, feeling Jian Xing's soft tongue licking his skin, his legs were already soft, all supported by Jian Xing's hands and the island behind him.

Jian Xing still wanted to ask him a question.

"Senior, can you take off your clothes?"

"……Um……"

"is it okay?"

"But...you can..."

"Senior, can you untie your belt?"

"Can……"

"Senior, can you take off your underwear?"

"Um……"

"senior?"

"Can……"

"Senior, I want to touch your place...is that okay?"

Zhaoyang came back to his senses, he was almost stripped naked by Jian Xing on the spot, the smooth stone slabs of the island platform became cold, and the brilliant starry sky lay quietly beside him, witnessing all this, facing Jian Xing's back There is a floor-to-ceiling mirror on the wall, which can take in everything at a glance. Zhaoyang avoids his eyes in shame, grabs Jian Xing's fully unbuttoned shirt, presses it against his chest, and responds very softly, " ……Can."

Still not letting him go, Jian Xing caressed his snow-white back, his fingers were stained with his sticky sweat, "Senior, I want to have sex with you...is that okay?"

"..."

"is it okay?"

"……Um."

After Zhao Yang fell asleep, Jian Xing sent a message to Xiao Zhao, saying that tomorrow morning's announcement will be postponed, and he will rest for half a day.

He had obviously been busy all day, and just now he had tossed a lot. He should be so tired that he fell asleep like a dead pig, but now he is very energetic.

Such a vigorous body, full of impatient qi and blood, held back for too long, and finally waited for the explosion, but it felt that it could not be called an explosion, and it was very unsatisfactory.

But the way Zhaoyang was sleeping beside him made him unable to bear to forcefully continue.

Zhaoyang is the little sun in Jian Xing's heart, but it was the little sun that rose for him for the first time.The long night, the first sunshine.Instead, a single spark ignites wildly. Jian Xing is afraid that he will burn Zhaoyang, so he has to be careful.

Jian Xing can feel that Zhaoyang's pain is greater than pleasure, but he enjoys it.

They are all restrained in the same way, for each other.

Jian Xing tossed and turned, couldn't stop thinking about it, and then went to the bathroom a few times, and fell asleep hazily at dawn.

After sleeping for less than half an hour, Zhaoyang woke up again, Zhaoyang was still sleeping soundly, breathing steadily, but he kicked half of the quilt, and a piece of white dew was in the air, Jian Xing quickly tucked him in the quilt.

Zhaoyang didn't open his eyes until almost 9 o'clock, and Jian Xing had already slept in the cage. The two shared a quilt and slept on the same pillow, staring wide-eyed for a while.

"Good morning, senior." Jian Xing stood up, lowered her head, and pressed a kiss on his forehead.

Jian Xing wanted to create a warm atmosphere, but failed in a second.

Jian Xing just moved like this, and the two suddenly froze at the same time, as if the pause button had been pressed on the screen.

Zhaoyang: "..."

Jian Xing: "..."

"...Senior, you understand." Jian Xing explained calmly.

Zhaoyang: "..."

Early in the morning, his face was red again.

"Senior," Jian Xing stared at Zhao Yang's flushed face, and moved closer to him, "Help me?"

Obviously already a man with a partner, he had to solve so many times by himself last night.Jian Xing felt a little wronged.

"...Huh?" Zhaoyang was startled.Early in the morning, just... again?

To tell the truth, he was still in pain.

Jian Xing's magnetic voice seemed to be electrified, "Just use your hands."

After dawdling for a long time, the two of them were not in a hurry to get up.Zhaoyang was lying on his side, Jian Xing was sticking to his back, hugging him, the two were lazily half asleep and half awake.The sun shone in through the curtains, still holding the pipa half-hidden, and it was very warm.

Jian Xing kissed Zhaoyang a few more times, and each time he had to gently ask "Is it okay?" If Zhaoyang didn't answer, he kept asking again and again, forcing Zhaoyang to say yes.

"Are you hungry?" Jian Xing asked, "The hotel has breakfast, order it soon."

"Not hungry." Zhaoyang didn't want anyone to disturb him.

"Then... take a bath?" Jian Xing's chin lightly rested on his neck, "Together."

"..."

Zhaoyang didn't speak, but Jianxing knew what he meant and didn't force him.Jian Xing knew what was going on with her now, and if she really wanted to take a bath together, it would not be as simple as taking a bath.

In order to distract her, Jian Xing asked: "Senior, you said last night... that you like me too, when did you start?"

Zhaoyang really thought about it, and said frankly, "I don't know."

Was it the day he realized that he had moved his heart?

Or earlier?

When did you meet Jian Xing?

No, it's too early.He confirmed that he never had such thoughts about Jian Xing at that time.

When exactly was that?

After much deliberation, Zhaoyang said again, "I don't know."

have no idea.I can't figure it out.But those memories are very vivid.

Only Jian Xing noticed that he sprained his foot.

Only Jian Xing noticed that he couldn't eat well.

Only Jian Xing noticed his habit of chewing chocolate.

Only Jian Xing noticed how he was shivering in the cold when he was acting in winter.

Only Jian Xing would come all the way to stay with him for an hour at night, and then go all the way back to work.

Only Jian Xing can make him cry without worrying about the consequences.

"Okay," Jian Xing smiled, "If you don't know, then don't think about it. That's another question."

"what?"

"I've liked you for so long, have you never felt it?"

Zhaoyang faintly felt that this question had the meaning of provoking a teacher.

He himself felt guilty, and wanted to adjust his posture, but Jian Xing hugged his waist tightly, and he didn't dare to move, for fear of causing some disharmonious chemical reactions, his back became stiff for a moment.

Jian Xing could feel his little emotions, but didn't say anything, and waited for his answer.

"Probably... probably feel it." Zhaoyang risked his life to tell the truth.

"Huh?" Jian Xing drew a long tail.

"...I feel it, but I can't believe it." Zhaoyang said softly.

Over the years, reality has always given him hope time and time again, and disappointed him again and again, close to despair.

Back then, when he was discovered by the first brokerage company and signed the contract, he thought that he could move towards his dream.

There is no extravagant expectation of instant success, no extravagant expectation of getting rich overnight, as long as you give him a chance and let him work hard step by step.

Later, I found that he thought too simply.

Many times, he found a good book, a good role, and the audition seemed to go well. He thought he could finally reach a higher level with hard work.

As a result, there will always be various unexpected situations, and there will always be various reasons for the opportunity to fall into the hands of others. All the good promises are just mirages.

The entertainment industry, Vanity Fair, and the prosperity of the world are all for profit, and the hustle and bustle of the world is all for profit. He is too naive. How can he believe that there are really people who just appreciate his acting skills, and there are really people who are just admired by him?

unbelievable.

Even when he played Yang Yixiu, he had been mentally prepared for a long time, fearing that history would repeat itself, and he would leave the stage halfway and be replaced by others.

"What about now?" Jian Xing half stood up and looked down at him, "Do you believe it now?"

Zhaoyang turned his face sideways and looked at Jian Xing, "It's a bit unreal."

Jian Xing bent down and pecked his lips lightly, "Is it real enough?"

"Ah."

Jian Xing stuck out her tongue and gave him a deep kiss, "Is it real enough?"

"……Um."

He is not afraid now.Jane Star is real.

He is the star in his dark night.

"You scared me to death, you know." Jian Xing said suddenly after kissing enough.

"what?"

"That time at your house..." Jian Xing let go of his mouth, but he was reluctant to get up. The faces of the two were very close. When Zhaoyang blinked, the long eyelashes would brush on Jian Xing's face fluffy. "I thought you really hated me."

Like hating Han Mingyi.

"I..." Zhaoyang's face was full, recalling that he wanted to find a crack in the ground that day, and he acted too shamefully, "I don't hate you, I just... no, no..."

"nothing?"

"Not ready..."

"Not ready for what?" Jian Xing didn't understand, "Condom?"

Zhaoyang was ashamed, "...not—"

It's because I'm not ready.He has always felt that the distance between him and Jian Xing is so far away. He is obviously not from the same world, but he can't help but compare himself with him. would not be suitable.

Later, I found that these were insignificant in the face of the throbbing love.

In this case, Zhaoyang couldn't say it out, so he had to panic, "My house was too chaotic at that time..."

Too broken, too shabby.I can't match Jian Xing too much.

Jian Xing looked at Zhaoyang and chuckled, "I can't remember what your parents are like. I took care of you that day."

Zhaoyang: "..."

"However, it was my fault for not thinking carefully." Jian Xing said.He is used to wandering around, and he has no sense of ritual for this kind of thing. He didn't expect Zhaoyang to value it so much. He was a little touched by the surprise, "I knew that you cared so much, senior... I should have prepared better this time." .It was too hasty last night."

He originally planned to make a solemn confession last night, so that Zhaoyang could feel his sincerity.

After being rejected by Zhaoyang ugly that time, Jian Xing deeply reflected on herself, searched a lot of information on the Internet, and even gossiped about Xiao Zhao's love experience and knowledge, and became more and more aware of the relationship between East and West in terms of marriage and love culture. difference.Xiao Zhao said that there are quite a few homosexuals in their university. Anyway, regardless of homosexuality or heterosexuality, the principle is probably the same, like, chase, confess, and be together.The kind that starts from bedtime is generally called friends with benefits.

Jian Xing thought that the root of the problem was culture shock, but Zhou Ran didn't take it seriously, "Shock ass, do you really think Chinese people are very traditional? Next time you come to my party a few more times to see..."

Jian Xing ended the topic with him again.

In short, Jian Xing has already made plans to pursue Zhaoyang in the way of Chinese-style love, but Zhaoyang unilaterally omitted this link, and when he sent him a kiss, Jian Xing completely forgot about this determination.

"...No," Zhaoyang said in a low voice, "it's already very good here."

Star hotels, luxurious suites, this is called haste, is Jian Xing better prepared to go to the moon?

Jian Xing smiled, licked his earlobe, and said into his ear, "Come to my house next time."

After speaking, a carp straightened up, turned his back to Zhaoyang and walked to the bathroom.

Zhaoyang stared blankly at Jian Xing's back.Perfect straight shoulders, slender waist, young and tight muscles, as thin as a butterfly bone ready to fly, every detail made him unable to move his eyes away.

It wasn't until Jian Xing's figure disappeared at the bathroom door that Zhaoyang buried himself in the quilt.

Jane Xing... is too good at it.Every little move made him fascinated, and he couldn't face this man with a normal attitude.

When Zhaoyang went to wash and came out, breakfast was just delivered.

Jian Xing also posted a circle of friends.

The photo only took breakfast, not people, and Jian Xing didn't even say a word, but Zhou Ran's comment still left Jian Xing speechless: Huh?Have you eaten meat?

Wow, can you see this?

Jian Xing was still cursing in his heart, but Zhou Ran found him on WeChat: Congratulations

Zhou Ran: How did you say that sentence?

Zhou Ran: Keep what you can and what you can do

Zhou Ran: Anyway, Young Master Jian has worked hard

Zhou Ran: Applause, clap clap

Jane Xing: [Smile.jpg]

What kind of pervert is he with this little boy?

But he can only reveal this to Zhou Ran.In the domestic environment and his current status, Zhou Ran is the only one who tolerates him, understands him and even supports him. There is no outlet for venting, so he will die of discomfort.

As for the parents... Jian Xing never minded revealing her love life to them, it was a normal thing in their family.But it was too normal in the past. His parents were used to the people around him coming and going, so they didn't take it seriously.He wanted to treat this person seriously this time, but he couldn't mention it casually like before.

Zhaoyang stayed here for three days, while Jian Xing slipped out for three consecutive days and spent the night with him in the hotel.But Jian Xing is as committed as he is, and will not make the last step with Zhaoyang until "come to my house next time".Several times, Zhaoyang saw that he was holding back hard, and his heart softened. As long as Jian Xing wanted it, he would not refuse.But Jian Xing just asked him to use his hands to help him get angry, and at the same time kissed him more wantonly to make up for it.

Jian Xing didn't sleep well for a few days, and had to catch up with the schedule, so she was visibly tired.Zhaoyang knows that being here has a great influence on him, so he decides to pack his bags and go home on the fourth day, so that Jianxing can concentrate on work.Jian Xing was reluctant, but he didn't stop him. To be honest, Zhaoyang was in front of him, but he could see that he couldn't eat. He was tortured to the extreme, so he might as well recharge his batteries and have a big game when he got home.

Zhaoyang was reluctant to part with the bunch of gypsophila stars, so he took it on the plane with his own hands, cared for it like a baby along the way, and took good care of it according to the strategies mentioned on the Internet when he returned home.

The star-shaped diamond brooch and the watch of the Sun, Moon and Star series are hidden layer upon layer deep in the cabinet, just like his relationship with Jian Xing.

The contract signed by Jian Xing and Venus Century did not include the clause "no dating during the contract period". The company wanted to add it, but Jian Xing disagreed, thinking that it was an anti-human rule.At the most beautiful age, love is a natural thing, it is instinct, it is nature, and this must be forcibly prohibited. Is this industry still capable of human beings?

It is other people's business that others can dedicate themselves to their cause, but not him.

This item was not added, and another item was added: Jane Xing must obtain the company's approval to disclose her relationship, otherwise the company has the right to claim liquidated damages.

The only way to relieve worries is to use your own CP super chat.

Xiao Zhao found that Jian Xing was obsessed with checking Weibo. He thought that "Not Me" is about to be finalized, and the publicity work is also proceeding in an orderly manner. Jian Xing is probably paying attention to this information.Until one time, Jian Xing was brushing his phone while putting on make-up in the backstage of a certain program group. Xiao Zhao brought him a thermos, and saw a familiar tag on the screen of Jian Xing's phone: Stars and Sunlight.

Xiao Zhao: "..."

In Xingchen Sunlight’s super chat, there is a post by a Sanwu trumpet that has been reposted several times, a sentence that is so simple that it can be said to be unremarkable: “You are my star in the dark night.”

Jian Xing also boarded her own account, forwarded this original blog and added: "And you are my sun."

It didn't cause much reaction.All kinds of paintings in Chaohua, tentacles of P-pictures, wives who write articles, grandma who makes videos with scissors hands, big bosses who write jokes, produce food every day, causing bursts of screams, their casual literature and art Little Lucid Quotations has no competition at all.

But Jian Xing was very happy.Usually, he reposted tens of millions of comments on a Weibo, and his heart was not disturbed. Now he saw a like and a comment under this sentence, and he was very happy.

A week later, Jian Xing returned to City S as scheduled, and when he got off the plane, he made a phone call to announce the good news to Zhao Yang, and asked him to come to his home tonight.

Zhaoyang hesitated: "Do you want to rest for a night first..."

Jian Xing smiled: "Senior, don't worry, I am young and full of energy."

Zhaoyang: "..."

His face turned red within three seconds.

Why don't you worry...why is he worried?