Terrorist attacks

Sun Wei woke up once at night, turned to look at Yin Li, he was in a deep sleep, with one hand on Sun Wei's waist, the quilt was spread out, Sun Wei was tightly covered, but only a little on his own side In the waist and abdomen.

Sun Wei got up and covered him with the quilt again, and tucked in the corners of the quilt. The two people in the quilt were naked, and Sun Wei was close to his chest, almost lying on his body to adjust the quilt for him. At this time, he took it back Even though Yin Li closed his eyes and was the only one around, he was still embarrassed.

But the embarrassment is the embarrassment, Sun Wei still couldn't help but take a closer look at the person in front of him with a little moonlight.On weekdays, Yin Li always looked at him more, he was taller than himself, and looked at everyone with a sense of intimidation, sometimes Sun Wei casually glanced at him, and immediately turned his eyes away.

Yin Li's facial features are deep, as if they have been carved with a knife and an axe, and his lips are thin, showing a little coolness. Every time Sun Wei kisses him, he will feel a faint smell of tobacco. He's an extremely sexy man.

Sun Wei began to look at his forehead, rubbed his fingertips along his eyebrows, to his high nose bridge, then to his resolute side face, and finally, unexpectedly, he moved a little closer to Yin Li's lips, and remained silent like this After a while, they separated.

When lying down, the heart beats so hard that it might jump out of the chest immediately.Like a thief who stole something, he can't say anything. This sense of secrecy actually made him feel unspeakable itching and joy in his heart.

He thought that only he knew his little movements, closed his eyes, and soon fell asleep.

The next day Yin Li sent him to the set, and when he arrived at the company, Xiao Yi was already waiting for him.

"I've been hiding it from you for so long, I think it's time to tell him."

Yin Li shook his head:

"I don't want to talk about it, you should stabilize him first, and don't let him know."

Xiao Yi took a puff of the cigarette in his hand, flicked the ash, and said slowly:

"We have cooperated so many times. To be honest, you are my boss in name, and you give me unlimited financial support. I think it should be. You are a businessman, and businessmen value profits. More investment returns more. But since we cooperated , your script is so good, it changed my opinion of you a lot. Without a good story, no matter how good a director is, he can’t make a good work. What Sun Wei needs now is not the skills and professional level of directing, but someone who can give him People with vivid stories, if it’s someone else, why don’t you even help him? Is it because you’re afraid of ruining your reputation?”

Yin Li lowered his eyes and said with a smile after a long time:

"What good reputation do I have? Is the word 'Yin Li', or Anonymous for writing scripts"

Xiao Yi didn't speak, Yin Li said again:

"I don't want to tell him, there are other reasons. In short, don't say it first, delay it if you can."

Xiao Yi smiled wryly:

"You don't know him yet. You're so stubborn. You saw that I was in poor health a while ago, so you couldn't resist asking. Now I don't have an excuse to prevaricate him."

When Yin Li came home, Sun Wei was nestling in the study room drawing a storyboard, with his legs curled up on the chair, usually he didn't wear glasses, and whenever he was reading or writing, he would pull out a rough pair of glasses from the drawer. Framed glasses, most of his face is covered when he wears them. Rigorous yet comical, when you get closer and take a closer look, you realize that what he drew is just the simplest villain. His head is a big circle. The word "can express that it unfolds sequentially like a comic, and it is a story.

He was born in a major, and he is actually a good painter, but he would rather spend more time conceiving the plot and pondering the character of the characters, so the draft of the storyboard is quite difficult to catch the eyes of others.When Yin Li hugged him from behind, he glanced at the draft on the table, and frowned reflexively. If such a thing appeared on his desk, he would definitely let the other party seek another job without even looking at it.But when he thought that it was drawn by the person in his arms, he felt extremely cute, and wanted to swallow him and put him in his stomach, so he didn't have to worry about others' coveting.

He lifted Sun Wei's broken hair and kissed the back of his neck and earlobes.

Sun Wei just raised his hand to adjust his glasses, looked at the first few sketches, then lowered his head and continued.It seemed too involved to even say a word.

"Go down and eat, the food is almost cold."

Sun Wei drew a few more strokes before reluctantly going downstairs with Yin Li.

In the evening, Yin Li washed his piglet, made it fragrant and threw it on the bed. As a result, Sun Wei rolled over and wrapped himself tightly with a quilt, looking like he was about to fall asleep.Yin Li hugged him across the quilt, patted his back and asked, "Are you sleepy?"

Sun Wei opened his eyes to look at him, then closed them again:

"Tomorrow you have to get up early, and go to bed early to be refreshed."

Yin Li gritted his teeth for a long time, and when he looked again, Sun Wei had already fallen asleep, so he could only get under the quilt and lie down on his back.

The next day, Sun Wei lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and Yin Li got up after that, and followed him to the study, really dumbfounded.

Sun Wei was reading the script, which was the first play he and Xiao Yi collaborated with.

Yin Li leaned his head on his shoulder, wrapped his arms around his waist:

"What happened recently? Isn't it the renovation period? There's no need to make yourself so tired."

Sun Wei stared straight at the book, but didn't hear Yin Li's temptation:

"I just like this story." He said, scratching his head:

"I can't even make up one-tenth of it. Maybe he is only willing to cooperate with big-name directors like Master, and doesn't care about newcomers. I asked Master last time, and he seemed unwilling to talk about it. In fact, I don't ask for his script, as long as It would be great if you could communicate with me and give me some pointers.”

Yin Li touched his face:

"Let me look for it for you. The scripts used by the company are all recorded."

Sun Wei turned his head and looked at him, his eyes were bright, and then dimmed after a while: "No, he must have his own difficulties, otherwise he would not write things anonymously. He probably has a very close relationship with the master, and the master will not say anything. , is also difficult.”