Mr. Yan, break up

The next morning, Song Chuan was woken up by sister Xu's phone call, who babbled about a lot of new dramas, Song Chuan fell into a hazy sleep, and couldn't hear two of the three sentences. I went in, but I still had a very dedicated um-ah-ah.

When Sister Xu hung up the phone, Song Chuan was laying on the bed and was about to go back to sleep, but found that the sleepy bug was successfully chased away by Sister Xu.Unable to fall asleep, his mind began to wake up slowly. He opened a crack in the quilt and looked out. The people around him had left at some point, and he was the only one lying on the bed.

Just like every morning, getting up in a daze, eating, and memorizing scripts.It was as if Yan Jingting's arrival last night was a dream, only a shallow indentation beside the bed silently told him: everything last night was real.

Song Chuan's heart sank for some reason, his mind was always filled with Yan Jingting's eyes looking at him last night, sincere, hot, and humble.His palm seemed to be able to feel Yan Jingting's violently beating heart, once, once, hitting his palm.

Just a little bit, just a little bit, Song Chuan fell into it again.

He covered his head in the pillow irritably, and let out two muffled yells, trying to use these two yells to vent his thoughts about what happened last night.

Not long after lying on the bed, Song Chuanyan opened the curtains with his slippers. It rained all night yesterday, but today’s sunshine is just right. Everything outside seems to be alive. Standing in front of the window, he seemed to be able to smell the damp mud mixed with it. Fresh aroma of plants.

Stretching comfortably, I smelled a very strong fragrance at the stairs when I went out.

It is the aroma of food.

The dining table downstairs was full of breakfast.

The table was really full, and there was not even room for a bowl.

No need to think about who ordered it.

There was a sound of closing the door, and Yan Jingting walked in with a plate of dumplings in his hand. Seeing Song Chuan get up, he gave a big smile: "Are you hungry, come have breakfast."

"Why haven't you left yet?"

Song Chuan asked the fundamental question in one sentence.

Yan Jingting's complexion was not very good, but he quickly suppressed his disappointment and pretended to be happy: "I bought you breakfast, I don't know what you like, so I bought them all, you have a taste?"

Anyway, they have been together for five years, yet Yan Jingting doesn't even know what he likes to eat.

Song Chuan was unmoved, and repeated: "Why haven't you left yet?"

Yan Jingting moved the pots and pans on the table, made a space, and put the dumplings inside.

He raised his eyes to meet Song Chuan, and finally couldn't hold on to the suan: "Can't you let me finish breakfast with you?"

"No, I said the assistant will pick you up this morning." Song Chuan refused to give in.

Yan Jingting brought out the grievances of last night again: "The assistant just got up and is rushing here, you have to give him some time..."

Seeing Song Chuan's expression moved a bit, Yan Jingting began to push his feet: "You can't let me wait outside alone, I swear, I'll just have breakfast and stay soon."

He spoke sincerely, and Song Chuan had no choice but to take a step back: "Leave immediately after breakfast."

"it is good."

Yan Jingting smiled with crooked eyebrows, and graciously pulled out a bench for Song Chuan, and arranged the chopsticks: "Come and sit down."

Song Chuan rolled his eyes at him: "I'm going to brush my teeth."

While Song Chuan was brushing his teeth, Yan Jingting sat obediently by the table, staring at the door of the bathroom.When Song Chuan went out, he happened to see Yan Jingting, a big man sitting obediently at the door, and when he saw him go out, he grinned brightly, like a dog begging for food to curry favor with its master.

He pulled out the bench and said to Song Chuan, "Sit."

Song Chuan couldn't bear to touch his face, so he sat down, and Yan Jingting picked up a shrimp dumpling for him: "This is the shrimp dumpling from Yufang Restaurant, come and try it, I heard it's delicious."

Yufang restaurant is more than ten kilometers away from here, and it doesn't open in the morning. Yan Jingting spent a lot of effort to ask someone to buy it.

Song Chuan knew this truth very well in his heart, and ate the food without saying a word. Song Chuan only ate half of the breakfast on the table, and most of the things Yan Jingting put on his plate remained.

When he was almost done eating, Song Chuan pushed the plate away.

Yan Jingting took it from his side and put the used tableware into the kitchen. After a while, he heard the sound of water splashing in the kitchen.

Standing by the kitchen door, Song Chuan saw Yan Jingting washing dishes in an apron.It seemed that this pampered young master was doing such a thing for the first time in his life, he was in a hurry and extremely clumsy.The dishes and chopsticks collided with the plate, making a crisp sound. Several times, Song Chuan felt that the plate should not survive three minutes under the hands of Young Master Yan.

Just as he was thinking about it, Yan Jingting's hand shook, and there was a loud crash, and the dishes in the entire pool fell together, breaking more than half of them.

Yan Jingting stared blankly at the spot for a while, then slammed the dishcloth in his hand: "Do you have to do this to me?!"

Song Chuan didn't want to see him, even the dishes. Did he deserve to be abandoned in this life, and deserve to be alone forever!

He took a deep breath and put his hands on the edge of the pool. Song Chuan stood behind him and saw his shoulders tremble, and then a tear fell into the dishwashing water.

He sobbed softly, and suddenly sensed something, turned his head and took a look, and met Song Chuan's eyes that he couldn't dodge.

Yan Jingting was taken aback, and wiped away his tears with hands that were still stained with dish soap after washing the dishes, leaving a foam on his face: "Look at me, I accidentally dropped all the dishes, I'm sorry Ah..." He is used to being sorry, he is used to worrying about whether Song Chuan will be angry, he is used to being humble.

Song Chuan's heart twitched, and at this moment he was in so much pain that he couldn't breathe.

This scene was something he often looked forward to during those five years. He once thought that if he and Yan Jingting didn't have any messy business backgrounds and no troubles about family interests.Will they be like ordinary people, introduced by friends or meet by chance, and then fall in love together, living a not very rich but comfortable life.He cooks every day, and Yan Jingting obediently washes the dishes after the meal.

At this time, he can lean against the door and look at Yan Jingting's back, lost in thought.

But at this time, he was extremely uncomfortable, extremely uncomfortable.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Yan Jingting thought that he had made a mistake again, and apologized again and again: "I'm sorry, it was my mistake, I... I'll deal with it now..."

Saying that, before Song Chuan could stop him, Yan Jingting had already reached out to grab the broken porcelain pieces in the pool.

"hiss--"

Song Chuan hurried forward, grabbed his finger and examined it carefully, only to see that Yan Jingting's finger was cut with a cut of about one centimeter, and the blood that came out mixed with the dishwater and dripped on the ground.

"I'm fine, I'll deal with these pieces of porcelain now, stay away so you don't get hurt..."

"Deal with the fart!"

Song Chuan really wanted to open his head to see how much paste was mixed inside: "Come out, I'll treat the wound for you."

Song Chuan pulled his arm, and Yan Jingting was dragged out like this, and then Song Chuan forcibly pressed him on the sofa.

"It may hurt a little, bear with it."

Song Chuan washed his wound with clean water, and then slowly disinfected his wound with alcohol cotton.From Yan Jingting's angle, he could see Song Chuan's somewhat messy hair, and his eyes were hidden under the long bangs on his forehead, making it difficult to see clearly.Yan Jingting looked down his tall and delicate bridge of nose, and finally landed on his slightly pursed lips.

Yan Jingting found that Song Chuan would purse his lips when he was serious.

"Be careful these few days, don't touch the water."

After Song Chuan treated the wound, he raised his head and met Yan Jingting's gaze, and these affectionate eyes scratched Song Chuan's heart fiercely.

He withdrew back, coughing twice unnaturally: "You should go."

"actually, I……"

jingle--

Yan Jingting's cell phone rang, and the caller ID was the assistant.

Song Chuan squatted down to pack the medicine box, his eyes were hidden under the bangs, and he couldn't see clearly, he could only hear his muffled voice: "You go."

you go.

Yan Jingting originally thought that the relationship had gone further, but these three words brought it back to its original form.

Song Chuan is really a person who can give him fantasy to force him to fall, and then give him a slap in the face to slap him back to reality.

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It didn't take long for Song Chuan to receive the start notice of the new drama.On the way to the filming, Sister Xu specially found two bodyguards to protect him. Song Chuan thought it was unnecessary, but he didn't know how hot he was until he got off the car.

Whether it was a fan, a station sister, or a proxy shooter, he was crowded at the door of the car, unable to move.

"Song Chuan—Song Chuan—ah—"

An exceptionally powerful female voice startled Song Chuan. He glanced in that direction reflexively. The source of the voice was a small girl. Seeing Song Chuan's gaze, he almost fell over in surprise.

"Ahhh——Song Chuan looked at me——"

The bodyguards quickly squeezed over, and the two of them were very experienced at first glance. One of them held Song Chuan's arm, and he felt as if he was in the middle of nowhere in front of the crowded crowd. Song Chuan felt that he was being held up by the two big brothers. go.

Because of Song Chuan's high degree of attention, once the congestion incident happened, it immediately became the top trending search, and numerous marketing accounts were blowing up the prosperity and beauty of the new niche.

Simply this little episode didn't affect Song Chuan too much, and the filming started soon after attending the opening ceremony.

This time, because it was the leading actor, the filming task was much heavier than before. Song Chuan often got up early in the morning and hardly stopped at night.Every day when he returns to the hotel, he washes up vigorously, and then lays down on the bed without waking up.

This state has been going on for many days. On this day, he still dragged his vain steps back to the hotel as usual, and followed the usual practice to force himself to wash before going to bed.He took out his pajamas from the closet, and threw them on the bed, but the imagination was too good, but the reality was too skinny: he saw the pajamas fluttering directly in mid-air, and fell to the ground.

"Grass."

It's really that when people are tired, there are surprisingly many things.

Song Chuan cursed secretly, lowered his head to pick up the clothes on the floor, and unintentionally glanced under the bed——

"Ahhhh-"

There is a pair of eyes under the bed! ! !