I don't want to play anymore

Cheng Yang only thought of why Zhang Ye made such a suggestion after he finished speaking, but he had already said everything.

Zhang Ye was silent because he was a little embarrassed. He and Cheng Yang hadn't reached that point yet. His intentions were so obvious when he said this, as if he was dating someone just for that matter. Fortunately, he was rejected outright, otherwise Only more embarrassing.

The phone rang, saving Zhang Ye from embarrassment.

"Zhao Duoduo sent a message, saying that the crew asked me to appear on the set before noon on the 8th." Zhang Ye swiped the phone screen, and quit WeChat after reading the message, "Old Wu really doesn't want to delay for a day, so if you count , I won't see you for almost a week, is it convenient for you now? How about we start a video. "

"It's still on the set, and the surrounding lights are dark. There will be another scene later. It should be one o'clock after filming. You should rest early."

"Well, let me say good night to you first."

"OK, good night."

It wasn't until Cheng Yang hung up the phone that Zhang Ye looked away from the phone screen. He took another sip of water, feeling tired but not sleepy.

One side is drama, Shen E, Xu Wen, Cheng Yang, and the other is home, the grandmother in the hospital, and the mother who may travel far again at any time. He feels a painful feeling of being torn apart.

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Wu Zhen is a genius at making full use of time. For the next two days, the chapter page guarding the hospital bed could only send messages to Cheng Yang intermittently. He sent one message in the morning, and Cheng Yang replied a few messages at noon, and then he went back. The other party may not come back at night, it feels like sending a telegram.

On the night of the 7th, Cheng Yang had a big night show. After the show, he went to the airport with Taozi and the others without a break, and Zhang Ye, who was supposed to be on his way back to the set, also flew to City A.

Zhao Duoduo was let go by the boss, but he didn't dare to tell the reason to the outside world, so he could only explain to the crew that the affairs of Zhang Ye's family hadn't been dealt with properly, and he couldn't go back until one day later, and the other side was busy sending out serial confessions, so that Don't let Zhang Ye say anything, and don't be photographed.

When Zhang Ye got off the plane, he was bombarded by Zhao Duoduo's text messages. He called directly: "I told Deputy Director Sun, maybe they asked you again before he had time to tell the production manager."

Zhao Duoduo breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good, you're here?"

"Well," Zhang Ye walked quickly to the outside of the terminal building, "I just arrived, and a call came in, so let's not talk about it."

"Have you arrived yet?"

The call was from Cheng Yang, and it sounded a bit noisy on the other side.

"Just got off the plane," Zhang Ye could not help but stop, "Where are you?"

"In the parking lot, how about you?" Cheng Yang said.

"The driver just sent a message saying that the license plate number is..., I will transfer the location to you, just wait for me, I will go right away." Zhang Ye said while reading the message.

There were quite a lot of people in the parking lot. Although Zhang Ye was dressed low-key, he was recognized. Cheng Yang saw several people with mobile phones following him from the corner, sighed slightly, and said to Taozi: "This It's inconvenient, why don't we see you tonight."

Taozi also saw the situation over there, clicked his tongue and nodded: "Okay, you can tell us later, let's go first." After he said that, he walked to the opposite car with Teacher Chang .

Cheng Yangyao looked at Zhang Ye, turned his head, and got into the car next to Zhang Ye.

The driver who had been sitting in the driver's seat turned around and said to him, "I'll go over to pick it up, please wait a moment."

"Yeah." Cheng Yang unscrewed the water and took a sip. Through the car window, he looked at the chapter page striding over there. He was wearing a pair of dark slacks, a gray short-sleeved shirt, and a black messenger bag. The blue medical mask is probably because of its tall legs and long legs, and its external conditions are really good. Even if it is so ordinary, it is particularly eye-catching in the crowd.

After getting out of the car, the driver strode towards Zhang Ye, separated a follower who almost smashed his phone on Zhang Ye's face, and then escorted him into the car all the way.

The car windows were covered with film, and even though Zhang Ye couldn't see the inside clearly, those people followed closely. He was afraid that Cheng Yang would be seen, so he only opened the car door a little, then quickly sat in and closed the door.

"No one recognized me." Zhang Ye glanced out again, took off his mask, and said angrily, "Someone yelled, and a group of people surrounded him. Didn't you get surrounded by people just now?"

"No," Cheng Yang gave him a pillow, "Taozi and I are carrying two big bags, we look like migrant workers in the city."

Zhang Ye laughed: "They left first?"

"Well, I was waiting to say hello to you, but I left first when I saw so many people."

Zhang Ye stretched out his legs, took out a handful of candy from his pocket and stuffed it for him, then went to touch his phone: "Tell them to wait a while, let's have a meal together at noon, I've made a reservation for the restaurant, and I'll ask them to send a seat. "

"The screenwriter often came to pick it up in person, saying that the aunt had prepared lunch at home early in the morning, and the mother and child hadn't seen each other for many years." Cheng Yang said.

Zhang Ye paused: "Then eat it tonight?"

"Aren't you going back tonight?" Cheng Yang peeled off a candy, "Given it by fans?"

"I can't eat the food given by strangers. I took it at home before going out." Zhang Ye took it from his hand and stuffed it into his mouth. "I changed the ticket and bought a red-eye flight at night. I have a layover. Tomorrow Get there early in the morning, then let's go eat at noon."

With Wu Zhen's character, once Zhang Ye appears on the set tomorrow, there will be a full day's lineup. Cheng Yang feels sorry for him, but everyone has already arrived in City A, so it's useless to say more. He stretched his waist: " If your restaurant can be returned, let's eat at the hotel and rest after eating."

"Are you tired?" Zhang Ye thought of Cheng Yang's big night show last night, and probably didn't sleep much and had to catch a flight.

"Well, I didn't fall asleep on the plane." Cheng Yang crushed the candy in his mouth and ate it, then unscrewed the bottle and drank a couple of sips of water. Seeing Zhang Ye looking at him, he shook the bottle, "Drink Is it?"

Zhang Ye took it from him and drank the rest.

"If you are sleepy, go to sleep for a while, it will take more than an hour to go here." Zhang Ye said.

Cheng Yang yawned and said vaguely, "Then I'll sleep for a while."

Zhang Ye moved towards him, and Cheng Yang leaned on his shoulder.

Cheng Yang might be really sleepy, he closed his eyes and soon fell asleep, Zhang Ye kept looking down at him, and even kissed him on the head.

The driver sent them to the hotel. When the two were about to get off the car, they saw a lot of people around the hotel gate, some with cameras in their hands, and some with mobile phones. Zhang Ye quickly closed the door, Patted the back of the driver's seat: "May I ask what's going on outside?"

The hotel belongs to their family, and the driver is their hotel driver. The driver immediately called the lobby manager, and then turned around and said to them, "Xi Lunchao is staying here for the past two days, and there are fans and media people outside."

Xi Lunchao is the male number one in a hit drama in the summer, and he is a new young student who has been gaining momentum recently.

Zhang Ye thought it was impossible for those people outside to squat him, sure enough.He then said to the driver, "Go in through the staff passage."

The driver responded, turned the steering wheel and drove the car towards the back of the hotel. Through the window, some fans could be seen chasing the car, probably thinking their car belonged to Xi Lunchao.

"These people are really crazy." Cheng Yang pressed his face against the glass and glanced behind him again.

He turned his face sideways, and Zhang Ye happened to see the little mole under his earlobe, which had been leaning against him just now, and there was a red mark on the side of his face: "Did you sleep well?"

"I can sleep for another day." Cheng Yang's voice was still a little hoarse.

"Go to sleep after eating." Zhang Ye said.

A few minutes later, the car stopped, and the driver glanced out the window and said, "Here we are, there should be no fans or media here."

The parking place is not far from the hotel elevator, and there are many cargo vehicles around. After getting off the car, the two walked up the steps side by side. When entering the door, Cheng Yang caught a glimpse of half a head protruding from the van not far away. He glanced over there, and Zhang Ye followed him in that direction, squinting his eyes: "That man is holding a camera?"

"It seems to be." Cheng Yang said.

The driver frowned and stopped: "I'll take a look."

Zhang Ye nodded, and turned the door with Cheng Yang.

The room was a large suite. Zhang Ye unzipped the backpack after entering the door: "I brought you a gadget."

Cheng Yang was replying a message to Zhao Tao, glanced at his hand, and saw a small black box: "What?"

"Firefly." Zhang Ye said and handed him the box, zipped it up, and put the bag on the sofa.

Cheng Yang put down his phone and opened the box. He thought it would be a specimen made of amber, but he didn't expect it to be very delicate. The firefly's body is made of white crystal, and its tail is yellow, as if it were lit at night: "Like a real firefly." The same." He took out the firefly and put it in the palm of his hand, after thinking for a while, he bent down and picked up the phone.

"Post Weibo?" Zhang Ye couldn't help laughing.

"That's right." Cheng Yang smiled and took a picture, and clicked on Weibo.

Less than a second after he clicked send, the phone started to pop up a prompt message. Cheng Yang carefully put the firefly back into the box, and glanced at the phone screen: "Do these people live on Weibo?" , too fast."

【Wow, my brother's hands are so pretty...】

Cheng Yang smiled as he read: "This is a netizen who misses the point." Then he turned his right hand to look at it, and said to Zhang Ye: "If I put it on my right hand just now, this comment probably wouldn't exist. .”

Zhang Ye held his right hand and touched the scar lightly: "Is there anything else besides boasting?"

【Is the junior brother going to give this firefly to the senior brother? 】

Cheng Yang was stunned for a moment, and said: "This may be a book fan, or a CP fan, but this person guessed wrong."

He scanned a few more, but the phone was still jumping out messages, so he simply blocked the notification, threw the phone on the sofa, picked up the firefly again, turned it around to the light, and suddenly saw a With a very small hole, he glanced sideways to see the chapter page unexpectedly: "Is this a pendant?"

"Well, it can be used as a pendant." Zhang Ye said.

"Oh, I don't need to wear it, do I?" Cheng Yang looked up at Zhang Ye.

"Here, you can do whatever you want." Zhang Ye smiled indifferently.

Cheng Yang nodded, and put the things back into the box: "One year during the Spring Festival, I read a book, and I was concerned about the jewelry on my body... Anyway, wearing things makes me feel very uncomfortable."

"What book?" Zhang Ye asked immediately.

"Your point, don't ask what book it is, anyway, it's the kind that can make you depressed for half a month after reading it."

At this time, the phone in Zhang Ye's pocket rang, and it was the driver calling from just now.

"Mr. Zhang, there should be people from the media in that car just now. He drove away when he saw me passing by. I am chasing now, but there is a traffic jam outside, so I may not be able to catch up."

There is no intimacy, so just shoot, "Don't chase after me." Zhang Ye hung up the phone directly after finishing speaking.

"Media?" Cheng Yang glanced at him.

"Well," Zhang Ye threw the phone on the sofa and pointed outside, "Let's eat first."

When they were chatting here just now, the room service staff had already brought in the lunch.

"Auntie, will you leave this time?" Cheng Yang asked naturally when he sat down at the table.

Zhang Ye found it strange that he had never told anyone about his family affairs, and even Zhao Duoduo only knew a little bit.And when he was in bed with the hospital for the past two days, he told Cheng Yang intermittently.

"I won't leave for the time being, but I feel that she will leave sooner or later." Zhang Ye said with a sigh.

"You said that your sister and the others hope that Auntie can stay?" Cheng Yang asked again.

"Well," Zhang Ye nodded, holding the abalone in the small cup with his chopsticks, "My sister still hopes that I can quit the circle. I used to be side-by-side, but now it has become a beating."

"Let you go back and inherit the family property?" Cheng Yang smiled.

"That's not true, she wants me to go back to being a cow and a horse." Zhang Ye also laughed, "Why don't I quit the circle after the filming of this movie, and go to the company here to do whatever I want. Let's hang out together."

"Sounds pretty good." Cheng Yang said.

"Why don't I hear you are very surprised." Zhang Ye looked at him and said.

"Isn't the key not whether you want to be that or not? If you're not willing to be a cow and a horse, even if you can hang out together, I won't be surprised." Cheng Yang asked back with a smile.

This sentence has an intimate meaning, Zhang Ye laughed: "You are right."

Cheng Yang took the drink and took a sip. The bowl of noodles at the airport in the morning was salty. He drank the water all the way, but he still felt thirsty: "Have you solved your own problem?"

He talked a lot about his mother in the past two days, and of course he also talked about the reason why he entered the circle. Zhang Ye also picked up the water glass. He tilted his head, and his eyes kept covering Cheng Yang's body: "I've been thinking these two days, In fact, you don’t have to rely on being an actor to figure out the relationship between yourself and the character. The key to my question is not to find the answer to who I am, but that I can accept who I am.”

"And then?" Cheng Yang looked at him and asked.

"Then, I thought of...boyfriend," Zhang Ye looked at him and smiled, "I am me, and at the same time I am your boyfriend."

Zhang Ye's words were a bit convoluted, but Cheng Yang didn't think much about it. He was only limited by the word 'boyfriend'. The two of them had never said this word before. He seemed to come back from a daze. Yes, his face started to have a fever, he put down the cup, leaned back in the chair, with a posture of dismissing something, but in fact he was very unnatural: "Well, it's not a boyfriend now."

Zhang Ye thought for a while, then nodded: "Yes, to be precise, it's my boyfriend who is still in the probationary period."

"Well, the inspection period." Cheng Yang echoed him with a smile.

Whether it's work or the relationship with Cheng Yang, Zhang Ye understands Cheng Yang's reminder. In fact, this is the most rational decision. According to normal circumstances, the two of them have such disparate personalities and different experiences. It is very abnormal to develop such a relationship in such a short period of time. It is inseparable from the drama that the relationship can reach this point. Only by completely jumping out of the drama can certain things be confirmed. Although He felt that he was sure enough, but he didn't know that Cheng Yang was not sure. Position in the middle, feel that everything in the past is not worth it...

After finishing the meal, the two of them didn't speak any more. After the room service staff collected the tableware, Zhang Ye followed Cheng Yang into the bedroom: "Are you really going to sleep?"

"Do you want to go out and play?"

Cheng Yang probably thought the indoor temperature was too low, so he raised the temperature by two degrees with the remote control.

"I don't want to." Zhang Ye followed behind him.

"Then go to sleep. After this sleep, at least you won't have a chance to sleep until tomorrow night." Cheng Yang yawned as he spoke. He couldn't sleep on the plane in the morning. Now that he was full, there was a faint feeling in his mind. Dizzy dizziness, that is a manifestation of severe lack of sleep.

Zhang Ye threw the phone at the end of the bed: "I sleep by the window."

"Isn't there another room?" Cheng Yang remembered that the master bedroom was next door with a huge balcony.

Zhang Ye pushed him towards the bed: "I don't do anything, I just lie next to you."

"Oh." Cheng Yang said.