he has a clean freak

On Wednesday morning, Liang Songying, Yan Wangxiao, Li Minghui and others gathered in a hotel by the sea to record the latest reality show of Lemon TV.Director Huang sent them a script in advance, something like an outline, with a task line, two people teamed up to complete it, and the team that completed it in the shortest time won.

Director Huang found that Liang Songying suddenly became overly nervous when facing the camera, with a stiff expression.For a singer with seven years of stage performance experience, this kind of jerky performance is very suspicious.

"Crack!" Director Huang yelled to stop, and called Liang Songying aside to talk.

After a while, everyone takes their seats.

Liang Songying came back.

Yan Wangxiao saw that his eyes were uneasy, and his expression was so fragile that it was almost broken, so he couldn't help staring at him, his eyes conveying doubts.Liang Songying forced a smile at everyone, "It's okay."

"What's wrong with you?" Yan Wangxiao asked beside him.

Several other people also leaned their heads over.

"Nervous." Liang Songying said.

"At this age, I'm still nervous." Zhao Jie laughed at him.

Liang Songying also laughed.

But Yan Wangxiao didn't know what was going on with Liang Songying, and occasionally turned his head to look at him, with a somewhat depressed look on his profile.When he spoke, he didn't look at the camera, his eyes lowered.Director Huang took good care of him and didn't ask him to talk again.

This matter made Yan Wangxiao puzzled.

After the recording work ended in the evening, the donations they raised were put in place by several companies. Liang Songying was obviously in a much higher mood, with a smile on his face, and pulled a group of people to the Feier Bar to have fun. He treated them to guests.Feier Bar reopened a few days ago, Xiao Ting was still sitting behind the bar, mixing drinks with a blank expression.

Fu Yu danced and sang under the stage lights in the middle of the bar. Even though she has gradually become famous and popular, she is still used to coming here to sing and play at night.

She was halfway through the new song, when she saw a group of people walking in on the stage, Liang Songying smiled and raised her hand and waved vigorously at her.

She jumped off the stage and ran to Liang Songying.

"Come up and finish singing with me!"

"No, no, I didn't speak." Liang Songying refused.

But he was still enthusiastically dragged onto the stage by Fu Yu.

Liang Songying smiled helplessly. When she got to the side of the stage, seeing that she couldn't refuse, she took the microphone and walked to the center of the stage calmly.At this time, the interlude of the song was over, Fu Yu applauded, "Welcome." He possessed her and reminded him of the next line of the lyrics in a low voice.

Everyone recognized Lan, and the atmosphere of the audience was instantly ignited.

Yan Wangxiao watched the two dazzling people on the stage from below, and followed the hot and dynamic beat, putting himself into the performance.The chorus and movements between them are very tacit, and no one's light can cover anyone, like the sun and the moon shining together.

Yan Wangxiao felt uncomfortable, but still refused to look away or walk away.

No matter when, he always appreciates Liang Songying's singing skills.

As soon as it comes out, every word is full of emotion.

Coupled with a clear and clean voice, it has super infectious and penetrating power.

And his dancing posture is particularly elegant, soft yet strong, but he is immersed in it, which makes him seem a little self-entertaining, self-admiring, low-key, and self-confident.

The image of that room suddenly flashed in Yan Wangxiao's mind. The dirty man lying unconscious on the ground was the man on the stage who was neatly dressed, had extraordinary taste, and had a clean smile.He liked this unclean man to the point of nausea.

At that moment, he hated his hypocritical self.

A superb acting self.

Controlling every line of the face and every emotion in the eyes, he is like a precision calculator.

He loves that man.

He loathes that man.

He shook out a cigarette and lit it, leaning quietly against the corner wall alone, neither light nor noise could disturb him.He turned his head and found a large mirror on the wall next to him.He remembered that when he first met Liang Songying, Liang Songying used to adjust his dancing posture in front of the mirror in this gradually deserted corner, and the colorful light across the dance floor cast a lonely look on his face.

After the end, the DJ switched to another song, and Liang Songying got off the stage and walked towards him.

He walked through the crowd, and his eyes fell here.Gradually approaching, the features on his face became clear, showing a smile on his face.

Yan Wangxiao smiled, threw away the cigarette, and walked towards him.

The two meet.

They walked into the bar where Xiao Ting was.

Liang Songying ordered a glass of preserved champagne.

Yan Wangxiao ordered a cup of Xiao Ting's special milk tea.

Xiao Ting brought champagne, but gave Yan Wangxiao a glass of boiled water, and said in a steady voice, "I won't make milk tea anymore." His eyes were very distant, he only glanced at Yan Wangxiao, and then turned to talk to Liang Songying.

Yan Wangxiao put on an indifferent expression and didn't touch the glass of water.

Liang Songying pushed the champagne over to him.

He stared at Liang Songying's sideways face for a second or two, picked it up calmly, and took a sip.Then he got up and said, "I'm going to the bathroom." Liang Songying was talking to Xiao Ting, and took the time to say "Oh".

After a while, Xiao Ting pointed him outside, "Lan Junli, he's here again."

Liang Songying held the wine glass and turned to look at it, just in time Zhao Jie also turned to look at it, their arms touched each other, spilled the wine, and the liquid splashed on the trousers.Zhao Jie said "Huh?", "I'm sorry, what a coincidence?" He hurriedly wiped it for him with a tissue.

Liang Songying took it from his hand, "It's okay, the pants are dark in color and you can't see them, I'll go to the bathroom to wash them, they're a little sticky and uncomfortable."

"Okay, you go."

Liang Songying came back soon, with a strange expression on her face, she stood without sitting, as if she was about to leave.

"Did Yan Wangxiao fall through the toilet hole?" Zhao Jie saw that he was about to leave, and thought of him.

When Yan Wangxiao came back, his lips were red, a little swollen, and moist.

"Have you had an affair?" Liang Songying pointed at his lips strangely.

"What?" Yan Wangxiao wiped it with his finger, "Lipstick? No, don't wrong me."

Liang Songying smiled, drank the last sip of wine in the glass, picked up his coat, "Go home. Xiao Ting, let's go."

Xiao Ting nodded.

Yan Wangxiao also stood up and gave Xiao Ting a cold look.

When Liang Songying passed by Zhao Jie and Li Minghui, she patted them on the shoulder, "Let's go."

Zhao Jie let out a "hey", "So early? Well, you go back to rest early." He was a little drunk, and then said with a friendly smile to Yan Wangxiao, who had a cold expression, "See you next time, bye."

Yan Wangxiao glanced at him and said nothing, Zhao Jie only felt that he was very angry, so he let out a "hum".Li Minghui saw that Liang Songying's expression was not good, so he stopped him and pulled him aside, "Lan, I saw Ren Zeyu last week, and he said that you haven't been to his clinic for a long time, and the phone can't be reached. He asked me if you changed your phone. Still going abroad. What's the matter with you?"

Liang Songying listened sideways, seemed to be very serious, thinking, "I'm fine, I don't want to go, and I'm not sick."

Li Minghui wondered: "You were not sick before, so you don't go to see it every month."

Liang Songying didn't want to tell him, "I just don't want to go suddenly, I don't have to explain."

Li Minghui said: "Then you have to tell others, after all, it's an agreement."

Liang Songying looked a little impatient, "I see." As she spoke, she walked away.Li Minghui felt that something was wrong with him, so he grabbed his arm and did not let go.Thinking about it carefully, I haven't heard anything about Liang Songying recently. The worst thing is that I heard that his singing level has declined, he was booed on the spot, and he sulked himself in the background, unwilling to perform on stage again, making Chen Waking up for a long time.I don't know if it's because I'm in a bad mood?

"You can tell me if you have something to do. I will definitely help you if you can. Don't be embarrassed to say it as a friend for so many years." Li Minghui let go of his hand and said.

"En." Liang Songying responded casually.

Li Minghui had a stronger sense of weirdness in his heart. Seeing Liang Songying and Yan Wangxiao leave one after the other, separated by a few steps, he suddenly felt a little out of harmony.

Going downstairs and walking towards the nearby parking lot, the lights were dim and bright, Liang Songying subconsciously leaned against Yan Wangxiao, but Yan Wangxiao frowned at him, vaguely agitated.Liang Songying was nervous and didn't explore the meaning of his eyes. She reached into her trouser pocket with her right hand and touched a cold and hard object.

The two walked separately with their own concerns.

The movie "Innocence" is about to be released, and Di Yun took a group of leading actors and staff to major cities to promote it.Yan Wangxiao now has no problem driving up and down hills and flying, and Liang Songying no longer has to study the route as before and drive him there.

After more than a week of separation, Yan Wangxiao's previous stickiness returned, which made Liang Songying feel good.

He suddenly missed Liang Songying very much.

He temporarily decided to fly back to City Y immediately after the last day of publicity. Song Li helped him book a plane at [-] o'clock in the evening, and he arrived at his door in more than two hours.

He didn't tell Liang Songying, he wanted to surprise him.

He stood at the door of his house, in a happy mood.

But he aligned the key with the keyhole and opened the door for a long time.Thinking that I went to the wrong building, I retreated to the next door to the left and right to see, and I was sure that I was right, but then I suspected that I had gone to the wrong building, and when I came back after walking around, my tired head thought of a possibility.

Changed the lock?

He checked his phone and it was only ten past ten. Liang Songying knocked on the door when he was still awake.

A voice behind the door asked, "Who?"

Yan Wangxiao slapped the door angrily, and flew away when he heard the pleasant but hateful voice, "Me!"

After a while, the door opened a crack, Liang Songying stuck her head out and smiled at him: "You came back early, doesn't it mean you will be back tomorrow afternoon?"

Yan Wangxiao handed him the handle of the suitcase, and complained as he walked in, "Why didn't you tell me when you changed the lock? It made me drive for a long time, and I was almost driven into a mental illness."

Liang Songying was wearing a set of white pajamas with long sleeves and trousers, with a Mickey Mouse pattern on the chest, and two large pockets on both sides. The mobile phone was dangling in the pockets as he dragged his suitcase to the bedroom.He said: "I didn't change the lock, I just locked it inside."

Yan Wangxiao felt that the air in the room was a little stuffy, and after seeing that the windows were wide open, the wind blew the curtains up before going into the bathroom to wash his hands.

After a while, Liang Songying helped him bring in a change of pajamas and a clean towel, "Would you like to take a shower first? Have you eaten? If not, I'll order something for you."

Yan Wangxiao suddenly liked his thoughtfulness again, but he no longer had the eagerness and excitement of longing for the two places, "I haven't eaten yet, I'm so hungry. I want to eat you..." After doing it... His smile froze suddenly, When Liang Songying became suspicious, she hesitated for a moment, holding her chin and thinking: "Hmm... eat what you used to order... what's that called? Wet Fried Beef River?"

"Okay." Liang Songying smiled and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

When he came out of the bathroom, there was a supper on the dining table, and Liang Songying also sat down to eat with him.In the brightly lit living room, the two were chatting casually about the publicity of this trip, Yan Wangxiao looked tired, talked less than usual, and felt a little lazy.

Liang Songying saw his wet bangs brushed back, showing a broad and bright forehead, straight thick eyebrows, and handsome features.He eats in a very upright posture, his sleeves rolled up, and he uses his chopsticks carefully to prevent food and juice from getting onto his body or the table.

Liang Songying lowered her head, flicking the rice noodles on the plate.

He remembered that once Yan Wangxiao went to the recording studio to watch him sing, which was called learning from the scriptures.In fact, he never liked others to watch him record, being watched would always be distracted, so he recorded many times that time.It was very late, and they ate fried rice noodles together. Yan Wangxiao didn't eat it but accidentally stained the edge of his sleeves. He felt that he cared a lot, so he went to the bathroom to check, only to see Yan Wangxiao scrubbing his cuffs vigorously with the water from the tap. , Didn't even hear his footsteps and shouts.What impressed him the most was that Yan Wangxiao casually took off the expensive clothes with dirty cuffs and threw them into the trash can.At that time, he felt that Yan Wangxiao was wasteful and too particular, but at the same time he felt quite individual.

Sadness welled up in his heart, but the expression on his face was still faint.

No matter how much the owner liked the dirty clothes, if it is a little dirty and difficult to wash, it will be bad luck.

Yan Wangxiao was so sleepy that he could barely keep his eyes open, he went back to his room immediately after filling his stomach, picked out an antique gadget from his luggage and threw it to Liang Songying at random, and fell asleep on the bed.Liang Songying caught it, said goodnight to him, went to make sure the door was locked and locked, left the living room light on, went into another master bedroom where the light was on all night, and closed the door behind his back.

After hesitating for a moment, he locked the door from the inside and closed the windows.

The air is a little stuffy.

He thought as he lay in bed staring at the ceiling.

But safe.