he has a clean freak

Yan Wangxiao has been very busy recently.

Busy with filming new movies, busy recording new songs, planning to release a new album in the next year.

He didn't think much about Liang Songying and the CD, numb his nerves.As long as he doesn't see Liang Songying, he can still bear talking, chatting and sending messages with Liang Songying on both ends of the phone.Returning late, or even not going back for several days, Liang Songying didn't ask the reason.Take a boy back and he has no temper.

Relationships are cracked and precarious.

Liang Songying became particularly fond of cleanliness, the apartment was cleaned spotlessly, and everything was tidy and orderly.When he was at home, he also combed his hair meticulously and beautifully. He no longer combed it casually with his five fingers as before, and he often washed his hands. With bath fragrance.

His smile was still so clean and warm, and he still spoke to him with such a gentle voice full of emotion.Fresh breath and clean teeth.I began to add cleansing and whitening products to the sink, and I didn’t go out often, so my skin changed from its healthy complexion to fair.

There has also been a noticeable change in the color choices he wears.In the past, the color matching was bold, avant-garde and elegant, but now I choose some light colors to match white, and I will no longer try colorful and trendy clothes by accident, and I will never have more than three colors on my body.

It looks much cleaner.

He also changed his hairstyle.

It seems that he wants to change his previous image, completely reborn, so that people will forget his previous appearance.

Trying to change something.

Liang Songying was asleep in the next room, and the door was locked to prevent anyone from entering.He lay alone on the bed many times, surrounded by smoke, and asked himself, do he still love Liang Songying?

He couldn't tell.

If you talk about love, why do you feel disgusted when you see him, want to retreat immediately, and look away?

If you say you don't love, what is the reluctance in your heart?

The only thing that is clear is—

He hates.

Also hated the men who dirty him.

Xu Xi said that he became more hostile, his temper became worse and worse, he didn't like to talk to people, and he didn't want to be beaten.Yes, he wished he could dig three feet into the ground and beat up those nasty bastards, castrate and maim them, Zhou Bei repeatedly said that he couldn't find any clues.It was a bunch of seasoned, repeat offenders, pretty smart.He has nowhere to vent his anger, how can he not be hostile?

He secretly bought that rental house, leaving all the furnishings and traces intact, and hired more excellent people to investigate.

He sent someone to trace the source of those CDs. Every courier was sent from a different store in another place. The store owner didn't know the sender, and he didn't pay special attention to the appearance of the customer when he came and went, so he couldn't find anything useful.

Those bad guys never use this to extort money, with some kind of malicious purpose.

He was tortured madly and asked the building management to refuse the visa.

Unexpectedly, there was a mistake, and more than a dozen couriers were picked up by Liang Songying and placed in the study.

In a very bad mood, he drank a lot of wine in the emperor that night, and asked a boy to take him home.

Liang Songying touched his hand and wanted to help him, but suddenly a feeling of disgust rose in his heart, and he waved him away.

The hair he touched also seemed to be stained with a dirty stench.

Early the next morning, he put on his clothes and washed and left in a hurry.

In the afternoon, Yan Wangxiao received a call from Liang Songying, saying that he knew a director who was casting for a work recently, and asked him if he wanted to have dinner together?

"Which one?"

"Tang Yao."

Yan Wangxiao's heart was moved.Tang Yao belongs to the older generation of senior directors, and his thinking is relatively correct and rigid, but the movies he makes are very deep, slow-paced and poetic, and a single daily scene is full of meaning.It's not a commercial film, but it can be considered a good word-of-mouth and box office.He has always wanted to cooperate with Mr. Tang Yao. A few years ago, his performance was not good. Mr. Tang saw him in a scene by chance. There is a role for Mr.

Liang Songying actually had friendship with Mr. Tang Yao, and persuaded him to hire him.

It was about seven o'clock in the evening.

Yan Wangxiao arrived 10 minutes earlier, and he was the first to arrive at the private room.

After waiting for about 5 minutes, the two people were ushered in by the waiter. Liang Songying and Luo Cha walked in together talking and laughing.He narrowed his eyes, and his heart was on fire.Luo Cha nodded lightly at him, and Liang Songying smiled at him and sat beside him.Luo Cha noticed Yan Wangxiao's indifferent attitude towards Liang Songying, so he couldn't help but look at him a few more times.He stared back, "Look what, my face is blossoming and bearing fruit?"

Rocha gave him a warning look.

Liang Songying stared at Yan Wangxiao's face, and said casually, "It didn't work out, but the ice is real."

Mr. Tang Yao and the screenwriter arrived on time.

He is actually very kind, he is familiar with Liang Songying and Luo Chai, and has a kind attitude, but he looks at Yan Wangxiao with a kind of scrutiny and evaluation.Yan Wangxiao suddenly felt familiar, as if he was alone.

The dishes have been pre-ordered, and the waiters will quickly bring the dishes to the table.

Luo Cha got up and offered Tang Yao the seat next to Liang Songying.

Yan Wangxiao heard Luo Cha calling Tang Yao to be Mr. Tang, Liang Songying's name surprised him, and he said, "Master Yao, drink tea."

Tang Yao nodded and smiled kindly, "Okay."

Liang Songying treated Tang Yao respectfully, but also casually, as if she was very familiar with him, and would not deliberately find topics to chat awkwardly, and said whatever came to her mind.He introduced Yan Wangxiao to Tang Yao and screenwriter Ma, "Yan Wangxiao, my friend, singer, and actor."

Yan Wangxiao said, "Old Tang, Mr. Ma."

Mr. Tang nodded, "This kid showed me your first movie "Hate" and the recent "Innocent" made by Di Yun. Your acting skills are really good. It's rare for me to miss it. Screenwriter Ma is right. You appreciate it too."

Screenwriter Ma laughed, "Nowadays, there are a large number of talents in the entertainment industry, and the younger generations are formidable, which is a gratifying good thing."

Yan Wangxiao said: "I won the award. I wonder what movie Mr. Tang will make recently?"

They chatted for a while about this topic, which was related to Luo Cha's possible participation in the performance and the conversation. Only Liang Songying was left as an outsider, listening silently and burying his head in hard work.He has a good appetite, and satisfies the taste of this restaurant in 10 minutes, sandwiching and sandwiching a glutinous rice rib.

Tang Lao took the time to say: "Baby, it's easy for you to be full like this. Eat some other dishes with balanced nutrition. Look at your thinness. Your arms are like bamboo poles. I haven't seen you like this before."

"Ah..." Liang Songying faltered and didn't explain, but just picked up a spare rib that was stained with glutinous rice, and it was not easy to put it back, "Okay." He transferred it to Yan Wangxiao's bowl next to him, "Help me Kill it."

Yan Wangxiao moved the bowl away, "I won't eat."

Liang Songying awkwardly held up a rib.

Luocha said on the opposite side, "Ying, give it to me."

Yan Wangxiao was angry again, squinted at Luo Cha badly, and said to Liang Songying, "Give it to me, I want to eat again." To snatch his ribs, Shan Ziying called him so kindly, which made people angry .Liang Songying happily sent the ribs to his bowl and put them away, "Eat."

Tang Lao smiled helplessly.

"Last time I asked you to go back to see your grandfather, did you go?" Tang Yao asked.

"Look, I'm not allowed in at the door." Liang Songying complained to him, "It was Aunt Hai who secretly let me in from behind and sat with grandma for a while."

"His head is more rigid than mine. It was like this decades ago, and it can't be changed. But as a grandson, you should go back and see him. If he wants face, he needs face. If you should be filial, you should be filial." Tang Yao taught in a earnest tone. .

"Well, I see." Liang Songying replied.

Yan Wangxiao heard them mention his grandfather, but Liang Songying never told him about his mother's relatives, so he only met his uncle who knew he had a businessman and the owner of a record company. "Your grandfather?"

"The educated youth who went to the countryside with Mr. Tang, we have been friends for five or sixty years."

Yan Wangxiao didn't expect that there was such a layer of nepotism.

Liang Songying looked at Yan Wangxiao's bowl from time to time.

A piece of glutinous rice ribs lay quietly in the bowl, which was neglected from beginning to end.

After he picked up a piece of ribs for him, Yan Wangxiao ate less and hardly ate, and put down his chopsticks first.

Liang Songying gradually lost her appetite and lost interest.

The banquet parted ways, and Mr. Tang had his family driver come to pick him up.Saying goodbye to Liang Songying by the car door, and asked again: "There is a gentle and rich man in the movie that suits you very well, do you really want to play it?"

Liang Songying tends to get nervous at night beside the car, her head is blank and she can't think of anything, but the image of a piece of glutinous rice ribs lying in a bowl flashes across, "Then let me make a cameo appearance, don't be too strict with me if I can't perform well, just declare in advance."

Tang Yao smiled, "It's enough to act in your true colors. You always look down on your acting skills, but you are actually qualified."

Liang Songying looked gloomy, Tang Yao thought he was worrying about his acting skills, "You and Yan Wa'er will audition together tomorrow."

"it is good."

Rocha also left.

He thought that Yan Wangxiao and Liang Songying would go home together, so he wouldn't have a threesome.

Outside the hotel door, Yan Wangxiao had already driven out the car early on the side of the road, and lowered the window, "Go back first, I still have an appointment with my friend, maybe I'll go back later, or maybe I won't, don't wait for me."

Liang Songying came by her own car, and just as Tang Yao was being sent away, Yan Wangxiao's car drove to the side.

Hearing this, he put his hands on the side of the car window, across the passenger seat, and leaned over to look at Yan Wangxiao who was holding the steering wheel to start the car.He looked at him, but said nothing.Yan Wangxiao waited, "Is there anything else you want to say?" Liang Songying shook his head, his face was against the light, Yan Wangxiao could only see the magnitude of the shaking of his head, but couldn't see the expression clearly, only his eyes were very bright with watery light.

He used to watch a lot of Liang Songying's performance videos. When he sang sad love songs, the camera showed him a close-up. His eyes were bright, faint, and seemed to have watery eyes. He often thought that Liang Songying was so sad that he wanted to cry. In the choking to ease the mood.After asking, Liang Songying said that he didn't cry, it wasn't that he wanted to cry, his eyes were like that, and when he sang to the sad part, he was more sad.

Yan Wangxiao thought back in a daze.

Liang Songying had already straightened up and walked away.

He said something in a low voice.

He wasn't paying attention.

It should be goodbye, goodbye, drive carefully, and other insignificant words.

He put the car on the road.

Leave Liang Songying behind.

Liang Songying was panicked, the night surrounded him.He walked back to the front of the hotel and stood in the bright light, not daring to take a step towards the parking lot.Ever since his two accidents in the parking lot at night, he has had a lingering fear of going alone to pick up his car.

He rarely goes out now.

Try to get home before dark.

Evening parties can be pushed and pushed.

He can't push it away, he will deliberately drink a lot to get drunk, and others think he is looking for troubles and thinking too much, but in fact, his friends will love him and send him home.Yan Wangxiao didn't care about this, and didn't know.

Just now he asked in a low voice with a bit of pleading: "Can you send me back?"

Yan Wangxiao didn't answer, but just looked at him quietly, revealing a silent rejection.

He was wrong, he thought that if he treated Yan Wangxiao better and won Tang Yao's movie role that he had always admired for him, he would at least have a little more affection for him, and when he was happy, he could be as close to him as before.He also made an appointment with Luo Cha...

Looks like he doesn't care anymore.

Liang Songying hesitated for a long time in front of the hotel, gave up the car, put on a hat and mask to squeeze the bus.There were not too many people in the car, and he sat for about twenty stops, and started running as soon as he got out of the car, tightly holding the Swiss knife he carried with him.

Bending his head into the bright building, he slowed down a little when he saw the familiar and concerned face of the building manager.

"Mr. Liang, you are in such a hurry, did you turn off the gas for cooking soup at home?" The young building manager joked.

"Urgent urination." Liang Songying said, her chest rising and falling.

Laughter erupted from the ground floor.

He finally closed the door of the house, locked it, and slipped behind it.

He was sick, and he felt very pitiful.

He didn't have the confidence to blame Yan Wangxiao for alienating him and not loving him as before.He was hurt and sad in his heart. He once imagined that no matter what he went through, the two would never leave, tolerate and accept everything about each other, and their relationship would remain unchanged.But just like it rains today and it will be sunny tomorrow, the four seasons change from warm to cold, and nothing remains the same.So are feelings.

He never believed in emotional stability.

In the past, Yan Wangxiao was worried that they would not go far, would not work hard for the continuation of this relationship, and resigned to fate.He was angry at that time and made some remarks, explaining his views on feelings.A relationship can grow old, not just by passion, but by loyalty, responsibility, understanding, persistence, this kind of personal character of persistence and practice to maintain.

He believed in the power of that personality.

But he seemed to see it in Yan Wangxiao, but he didn't seem to.

Now it is even more proven by facts that Yan Wangxiao does not have these things on him.At least in terms of feelings, Yan Wangxiao didn't.

He was thrown at the door of the hotel, and when he drove away, he stood alone in the bleak autumn wind, and he understood.

The world lifts its veil and reveals its true face.

Leaving aside the passionate filter of lust, he finally saw Yan Wangxiao clearly.

They don't fit.

And he did love.