dark sun

Ever since Han Yang announced his arrival, Yancheng has worked hard to pave the way for him.This time I went to Hainan with the "A&C" formed by Lin Yaoyi and Chen Ran, and there were entertainment reporters following and reporting along the way.

The common feature of the three newcomers is that apart from their looks that attract fans, they also have more or less exotic appearances.When Han Yang was asked whether he was a foreigner or of mixed race, he was silent for a moment and answered that he was Chinese.

I was asked why the pupils of the eyes were blue, and did they wear colored contact lenses?Han Yang was taken aback, and Xiaojiong's appearance was photographed, which drove the fans who were looking forward to his album crazy.

When we arrived at the beach where we recorded, there was an endless stream of visiting reporters.Yancheng asked the three of them to occasionally reveal interesting things in life to maintain the enthusiasm of the fans, and the scene kept laughing.

"Anna, how is your private relationship with Cyril and Han Yang?"

"we are very good friends."

"Is there any interesting story about life and work that you can share with you? Fans like you very much."

"Thank you for your support. Cyril is very confused when he is not working, and many interesting things will happen."

"Can you give me an example?"

"It's ok. For example, Cyril is afraid of the dark and sleeps in the same room with Han Yang. Once when he returned to the hotel after work, he saw someone in the room who thought it was a thief. After calling the police, he found out that it was Han Yang who was asleep."

Occasionally a small matter can push the popularity of the three to a higher level, but it is not clear how much is true or false.After all, there are very few interesting things that happened to Han Yang.

"Ah Yang?" Just as the director announced that today's work is over, Chen Zhiyue appeared beside Han Yang.

"Ok?"

"Do you have time tonight? Let's talk together."

"..." Han Yang has no interest or idea to chat with Chen Zhiyue.Besides, Mu Qingyan has already made a reservation for the evening.Speaking of this, Han Yang couldn't help gritting his teeth.Why is that guy's room next to his?The balcony between the two is only one meter apart, and Mu Qingyan often turns over at night for fear of hitting the glass door.

"I'm tired today, let's try another day."

"Well, you should pay attention to rest. Let's talk tomorrow." Chen Zhiyue said with a smile, setting Han Yang's time for tomorrow, and he couldn't allow him to shirk.

"Ah."

When the moon sneaked up, Mu Qingyan avoided the others and took Han Yang to the beach.

"Is this the place you said?" Han Yang looked at the sand beyond his horizon. He was exhausted from working on the beach during the day, and now he felt like throwing up when he saw the sand.

"correct."

Han Yang turned around, "You can blow it yourself."

"Ayang, don't go." Mu Qingyan threw Han Yang to the ground, pressing him on the soft sand that hadn't receded from the residual heat.

"Your hormones are too high."

"I wanted to do it outdoors with Ayang a long time ago." After speaking, the people below him trembled in unison. "Hehehe, I was just kidding you. Look at how scared you are." Mu Qingyan stood up and pulled Han Yang up.

"Not fun."

"Aren't you angry?" Mu Qingyan deliberately bent down to look into Han Yang's eyes, and laughed teasingly: "Why are you so stingy like a girl?" The voice was still stirring in the air, Mu Qingyan retreated to avoid Han Yang's fist.

"Why did you bring me here?"

"Appreciate the moon."

Han Yang raised his eyes and scanned the cloudy night sky.I don't know when the moon will appear again. "ill."

"Don't be so disappointing." Mu Qingyan held Han Yang's face with both hands. "We will enjoy the moon when there is a moon, and when there is no moon..." He bowed his head and kissed Han Yang.

Since coming all the way to Hainan, Mu Qingyan has never been close to Han Yang due to the crowd.This time I finally tricked the little goblin out, of course we have to cultivate our relationship well.

Han Yang had just eaten, and was uncomfortable being kissed.Turn your face away, "It's too much, it's uncomfortable."

"I'll rub it for you." Mu Qingyan knew that Han Yang's favorite thing in the day was to eat well, so he sat aside in a daze.Although he looks like a wooden man when he doesn't smile or talk, but the satisfied look with slightly narrowed eyes is really...cute.

"No need." Han Yang pushed the salty pig's hand away and rubbed his slightly protruding stomach.

Mu Qingyan looked at Han Yang frowning slightly, lowering his head and covering his stomach, and couldn't help being full of love.When did his Ayang become so cute? "Ayang, don't seduce me."

"..." Han Yang took a few steps back decisively, away from the lion in heat.

"Come here." Mu Qingyan smiled and waved to Han Yang.

I was a ghost in the past.Han Yang took a few steps back.

"Come here."

"..."

Mu Qingyan walked over and put his arms around Han Yang's waist, making him unable to retreat. "What are you running away from?" He exerted force on his hand, bringing Han Yang's lips close together. "Hmm...it smells sweet."

Mu Qingyan circled Han Yang's mouth. "Hey, creamy."

Han Yang's heart skipped a beat.Because of this move, Mu Qingyan completely lost his defenses, and Mu Qingyan took the opportunity to break into the fortress.The two honey tongues were entangled fiercely.Han Yang had no choice but to step back step by step, kicking the water in the shallow sea rattling.

But when he took a step back, Mu Qingyan followed suit, getting closer and closer.Han Yang's steps gradually became chaotic, and he tripped over his ankle anxiously.Mu Qingyan also followed Han Yang and fell down.

In an instant, the sea water drenched Han Yang's thin T-shirt and hit the faces of the two of them.Mu Qingyan pressed against Han Yang, and his face was half submerged in the water.Han Yang closed his eyes subconsciously, feeling that his whole body was being submerged in the water.

When I fell, I was startled, and there was not much air in my lungs.But Mu Qingyan didn't intend to get up, the kiss got deeper and deeper, and his subordinates became dishonest.

Han Yang fluttered in a panic, choking on his nose several times.

"Look at you, why don't you know how to hold your breath?" Mu Qingyan hugged Han Yang who was coughing constantly, with a face full of blame.

At this time, Han Yang had no time to reply, his nasal cavity was choked, and the water in his throat could not be coughed out.Mu Qingyan hurriedly put Han Yang down and patted him on the back, "How is it?"

But Han Yang kept coughing, and that mouthful of seawater almost killed him.He became short of breath and pushed Mu Qingyan away with his hands.Bend over and arch your body into a shrimp shape.

After a while, Mu Qingyan and Han Yang stopped coughing and explained: "I don't know you can't stand it so much."

Han Yang became angrier after hearing this, and the air he held for a long time entered his chest cavity.Stomach started to hurt.He covered his stomach and greeted Mu Qingyan's ancestors in his heart.

"Yeah, I forgot you have stomach problems."

Mu Qingyan approached Han Yang, wanting to help, but he avoided him. "Go away." The cold gaze scratched the helpless demon all over.

"Ayang, don't go. I was wrong." The apology was insincere.Han Yang quickened his pace.

"Ayang." Mu Qingyan only yelled, but he didn't dare to do it again.Followed Han Yang all the way back to the hotel room, watching Han Yang enter the room and close the door, Mu Qingyan felt helpless.How could it be like this?

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The author has something to say: This one has meat, and it is complete in the blog~~

There is silence in the darkness, and loneliness invades.Han Yang felt suffocated, and his whole body hurt like it was about to tear apart.Burning pain in the chest, nasal cavity, throat, especially the lower body...

"you're awake?"

Han Yang opened his eyes and looked at the blurred figure in front of him.Mu Qingyan?After staying for a while, memories that I don't want to think of come flooding in.He sat up with his eyes wide open, and fell back to the ground weightlessly, causing his head to ache.

"Does it still hurt?" Chen Zhiyue touched Han Yang's forehead under his bangs.After being soaked in water, the stiff hair felt an indescribable pulling feeling when it left the skin.

Chen Zhiyue gently touched Han Yang's forehead, "I have a fever."

Han Yang don't start, he doesn't want to see Chen Zhiyue.Damn sadist, who is he pretending to be kind to now?I am not Elora. "Go away."

His voice was so hoarse that he couldn't hear what he said, Han Yang stood up unsteadily with Zaoxia on his back, grabbed his clothes casually and left.

"Ayang, I'll take you back."

Han Yang put on his shirt with trembling hands, but buttoned a wrong button.Now is definitely not the time to continue arguing with Chen Zhiyue. In his current state, he is looking for death.However, Chen Zhiyue, you wait, I will repay the sins of today doubled.

"Ayang."

Han Yang turned around slowly, the sun's rays shone on his pale face, covering it with a blush, making him look holy.He squinted and smiled, although the corners of his lips were chapped and bleeding: "Chen Zhiyue... fuck your mother." I will absolutely kill you.

Chen Zhiyue was taken aback for a moment, then looked at Han Yangyuan's back and laughed.

Almost crawling back to the hotel room, Han Yang was in so much pain that he didn't want to move.The hot and dry feeling of the lips and tongue spread all the way to the deep throat.

Before everyone wakes up, you can go back to your room...Mu Qingyan?

Han Yang was surprised.Why is that guy at his door?Could it be that he stayed overnight?Damn it, that guy was the one who wanted to wait at his door.Han Yang stopped in his tracks, thinking about how to avoid the sleeping man sitting on the ground.

But the fact is that there is no way to hide, Mu Qingyan is leaning against the door of Han Yang's room.

Really found a good place to sleep.Han Yang complained.

"Oh, you're back." The door god woke up. "You still know how to come back?"

"..." Han Yang couldn't speak, and he didn't dare to speak casually.His throat is so dry that he urgently needs water now.Han Yang took out his room key card and walked over Mu Qingyan to open the door.

"Why do you look so bad? What are you doing? Ah, you have a fever."

Han Yang squinted at Mu Qingyan, which immediately aroused someone's dissatisfaction. "What kind of eyes do you have? Where did you fool around? I'm asking you something!" Mu Qingyan grabbed Han Yang's arm.

"Let go."

"Your voice?"

"none of your business."

"Han Yang, I've been waiting for you all night, and now you tell me that it's none of my business?" Mu Qingyan's eyes widened, bloodshot eyes surrounded his deep black pupils.

Han Yang struggled symbolically, and said impatiently, "Let go."

"Han Yang." Mu Qingyan lowered his voice, looking at the exhausted Han Yang expressionlessly.He slammed Han Yang into the door, followed him, and slammed the door hard.

☆, after the east bed and the west bed

The author has something to say: Do you think the number of words is too small?Tomorrow I will update it with more than 3 words

"Mu Qingyan...is that how you like me?"

Mu Qingyan who turned around and was about to go out stopped in his tracks. "Ayang..." He walked back to the bed, bent down to touch Han Yang's face, and his outstretched hand stopped in the air.

I saw that Han Yang's breath was even and steady, and his eyelashes trembled slightly.

"Ayang? Talking in sleep?... Have a nightmare..." What kind of dream is it?Mu Qingyan rubbed Han Yang's smooth hair lovingly. "Did you dream about me?"

"sorry."

"Ah, you're awake."

Han Yang sat up and rubbed his painful head, "Why are you here?"

Without looking up, Mu Qingyan flipped through the documents in his hand. "You have been in a coma for two days, and the fever has not subsided. Now that you are awake, you should rest for a while." After a pause, he raised his head and pushed the black-rimmed eyes on the bridge of his nose.

……Glasses?

Have you been guarding for two days?

"Hurry up and get back to work after that. Thanks to you, everyone rested for two days."

"..." Han Yang ignored Mu Qingyan, lay down again and covered himself with a thin blanket.

"Want something to eat?"

"Porridge."

"...Okay, I'll bring it." Han Yang heard the sound of the folder being placed on the table, and the sound of footsteps away.

"Mu Qingyan."

"Ok?"

"It's okay, let's talk."

"Han Yang, pay attention to the emotion in the MV, the emotion!" the director yelled.Han Yang's iceberg face was even colder.

"Feel sorry."

"I don't want to apologize! If you NG, don't take a break!" The director was so angry that the surrounding staff didn't dare to vent their anger loudly, and they all kept silent, not even daring to comfort Han Yang.

"are you OK?"

Han Yang glanced at the person coming, and after a few seconds of expressionlessness, he smiled: "I'm fine."

"Is the fever gone?"

"Yeah." Han Yang knew that abnormalities must be demons.This girl Chen Ran usually wished she could die, so she could drive close to Mu Qingyan.So considerate now. "Do you still love me?" Han Yang laughed, showing his bright white teeth, and his thick black eyelashes flickered in the sunlight.

Chen Ran blushed, such Han Yang had a cute charm.

Han Yang admitted that he did it on purpose. "you are nice."

"No, it's not." Chen Ran pinned her wind-blown hair behind her ears, smiled sheepishly, and left to make room for the camera.

"Ca! Han Yang, tears! Tears! Where are your tears?!"

"Sorry director, I can't cry."

"You!" The director was stupefied with anger, and the screenwriter next to him was terrified by his angry look.

"Ayang." Lin Yao shook the clear bottle in his hand at Han Yang. "I have a magic weapon." Only Chen Ran and Lin Yao didn't take the director seriously.

"what is that?"

"Nirvana for crying scenes - saline eye drops."

Han Yang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he took the eye drops thrown by Lin Yao and smiled. "Thank you." This guy is also abnormal.

"You're welcome." Lin Yaoyi shook his hair pretending to be chic.Presumably, tomorrow's entertainment newspaper will have a headline like "Yancheng three newcomers are friendly and love each other".

A close-up shot of the camera captured Han Yang's tears sliding down his chin along the contours of his face, and the director announced the end of all beach shooting with a "click".Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and packed their things weakly.

There is a small celebration party in the evening, drinking and dancing on the beach at night, it is also a kind of romance to think about it.

Han Yang, who didn't want to participate at first, was forced to walk on the beach by Mu Qingyan's words, "Since you are a junior, don't play big names."Seeing everyone's slightly dressed up costumes and faces, I regretted even more that I participated in this party.

Han Yang was standing prominently in a big floral shirt and coconut tree trousers in front of the table where food was placed, picking attractive and delicious fruits.

"Ah. Look what I found?"

Without turning his head, Han Yang threw the plate over with his hands.The full fruit slices spread out in the air, Chen Zhiyue dodged left and right, but was still hit by a piece of peach on the shoulder.

"Ayang, don't be naughty."

"Go away." Han Yang turned and left.He never wanted to see Chen Zhiyue again.

"Ayang." Chen Zhiyue took Han Yang's two wrists and crossed them. "I didn't know you liked fruit so much."

Han Yang took a step forward, bent his knees back, turned around, and stood face to face with Chen Zhiyue.The right leg flew obliquely, but was blocked by Chen Zhiyue's lower leg. "Ah Yang, you want to hear them say that Han Yang, Yancheng's newcomer, seduced Yancheng's shareholders, and fell into the whirlpool of unspoken rules..." Vortex.

"Shut up! Let go."

Chen Zhiyue let go of her hand and smiled softly. "I'm your brother."

"Oh. Do you think I will recognize you, a brother who just popped up out of nowhere?"

"Blood ties can't get rid of."

"I'm sick." After finishing speaking, he wanted to turn around and leave.

"Ah——. I suddenly thought of something, how did Ayang's mother die?"

Han Yang couldn't take it anymore, turned around and poured a glass of juice on Chen Zhiyue's head.The flashing liquid flowed down the black hair, and he licked the light red liquid around his lips with his tongue, savoring the taste with satisfaction. "It's delicious."

"You fucking..."

"Ayang." A T-shirt with big red flowers came over and pulled Han Yang away. "I've been looking for you for a long time. Ah, Zhiyue is here too. Sorry, excuse me."

"Mu Qingyan let go."

"You come with me."

"You idiot! I don't want to see the moon again." Han Yang leaned back and struggled, but Mu Qingyan clung tightly to his wrist, which was painful.

Mu Qingyan stopped, pointed at the moon above his head and laughed: "Today is a beautiful first quarter moon."

"I don't want to look at the moon!"

Mu Qingyan hugged Han Yang suddenly, and the latter subconsciously stopped struggling. "Ayang, I'm sorry."

"Tch." Han Yang pushed him away ungratefully, today's Mu Qingyan was extremely easy to push.With just one touch, the man left himself.

"Ayang, I..."

Han Yang waited for Mu Qingyan's next words like watching a play.I saw the somewhat helpless devil hesitated for a while, bit his lip and rubbed his hands, and even wanted to forcefully kiss Han Yang in the end.It's a pity that the indifferent little fairy put his legs against his body to keep the distance.

"I……"

"What are you?"

"I don't know what to say. Ayang, don't look at me with that look." It makes me want to kiss you.

"Ayang, I know I was too much before."

"Ok?"

"..." Mu Qingyan had some black lines.Why didn't he find that A Yang was so thorny and difficult before? "I really like you."

"so what?"

Mu Qingyan changed the subject: "Why were you crying at that time?"

Han Yang remained silent, Mu Qingyan walked over to meet him. "You like me too?"

"Maybe I thought of my mother."

"..." According to what Mu Qingyan knew about Han Yang, he was absolutely lying. "I'm thinking, I think, maybe I'm in love with you, Ayang."

"..."

"I was jealous."

"..."

"I want to be with you forever."

"..."

"How do you say that?" Mu Qingyan put his arms around Han Yang's waist. "May the years and months be with you."

"Why don't you speak, Ayang? Could it be because you were moved?"

"Let go."

"...Ayang, you really don't understand sentiment." Mu Qingyan's hand was completely separated by Han Yang, and the two bodies were far apart.This guy... Mu Qingyan's face is extremely dark.Isn't this guy still angry?

☆、Ayang's house

Mu Qingyan felt in a trance that the relationship between him and Han Yang had returned to the beginning, which was definitely not a good sign.Apart from pestering Han Yang occasionally, Mu Qingyan couldn't think of other good ways.Or forced kiss?It is said that women are emotional animals, although Ah Yang is not a woman... forget it.

"Han Yang, are you angry enough?"

The group had a rest yesterday. Except for those who did follow-up work, everyone stayed in Hainan for a day.Although Han Yang was sick and free for two days, the kind of nervous and leisurely leisure is incomparable.But Han Yang didn't step out of the room all day, others thought he was sick again.

"You should calm down too?" Mu Qingyan and Han Yang got on the plane, and Han Yang didn't say a word from the beginning to the end...Of course, except for "stay away from me"-this is what made Mu Qingyan feel that the two of them The relationship has not completely returned to the original basis.

"Ah, what a coincidence." Chen Zhiyue sat down beside Han Yang, crossed her legs, and leaned her upper body on Han Yang's shoulder.

"leave me alone."

"..." This is the sentence again.However, seeing that Han Yang also ignored Chen Zhiyue, Mu Qingyan still felt a little refreshed. "Is there no special plane for Chen Zhiyue to pick you up?"

"The driver is off today."

"Good driver."

"What about you? Did the driver of Qingyan rest too?"

"I'm going to accompany Ah Yang today."

"Coincidentally, I also want to accompany Ah Yang, so I let the driver rest." The corners of the lips of the two became wider and wider, their eyes narrowed, and they smiled gently and gentlemanly.

"Zhiyue has really suffered, and I can get used to this kind of cabin. By the way, you, a major shareholder of Yancheng, also want to spend some money to travel to Hainan?"

"Since Yancheng's chief executive can steal public funds, why can't I?"

Han Yang closed "The Unbearable Lightness of Being", with a small crossroad dancing on his forehead. "Shut up."

"Look, you've bothered Ah Yang."

"Is it you who disturbed him? How does the juice that was splashed on him taste like?"

"Tastes great."

"Shut up!" Han Yang was helpless, why did he sit with two scumbags.damn it.

"Ayang told you to shut up."

"He's telling you to shut up."

"Ayang where are you going?"

"Ayang, don't go."

Han Yang stood up with a cold face.Lin Yaoyi took the initiative to stand up and walked to him and whispered a few words.Han Yang nodded, and Lin Yao happily patted Han Yang on the shoulder a few times.Mu Qingyan and Chen Zhiyue's eyes dimmed. Based on their experience, they must have reached some kind of agreement.

The two people with some black lines watched Lin Yaoyi jumping and sitting between them. "Qingyan, your Red Luan star is shining very brightly."

"Talking." Mu Qingyan broke Lin Yaoyi's hand wrapped around his arm. "Why are you sitting here?"

"Ayang wants to change places with me."

Han Yang nodded towards the director who kept scolding him during the recording, and sat beside him calmly.He opened the book but couldn't read it anymore. If possible, Han Yang hoped that he would not be a human being in this life.

These words may be a bit heavy, if you are not human, you will have no emotions, no worldly affairs, no thoughts, no experience of love and hatred.But if he could, he would rather not be human.So what if you can't feel something?So what if you experience it?

But Han Yang will not choose to commit suicide. Since he is alive, he will live on no matter how hard and humble he is.Maybe people can only live once, although they don't know why they live.Since you are alive, let's live.

"Han Yang, do you understand this book?"

Han Yang looked up at the director beside him.I can't guess his age. I am very worried about this job, and often his face looks much older than his actual age.The director's dark face and eyes are surprisingly lively, like a "living" host. "This book...although it is profound and difficult to understand, the title gives readers a lot of hints."

"Yes, people are often bound by great suffering, but some small things can also stir the heart, make it stop beating or beat faster."

"Yes, the great suffering is too disturbing." Han Yang touched the writing and fell silent.

Mu Qingyan bit his chopsticks and looked at Han Yang who was eating with his head down.It's been a week, and Han Yang hasn't spoken to him for a whole week.Except for the company's affairs, Han Yang never talked to him about a personal matter.He didn't even call himself "Mu Qingyan", what would he call himself if he wasn't Mu Qingyan?

"Ayang, let's go to the company together later."

"..."

"Ayang, I'm talking to you, squeak when you hear it."

"..."

"Han Yang!" Mu Qingyan slapped the chopsticks on the table and glared at Han Yang angrily.

But the quiet person on the opposite side just raised his head, his face that hadn't changed for a hundred years remained unchanged: "Mr. Mu, what's the matter?"

Mu Qingyan admitted that he was completely defeated.This week, he was upset every day, wishing that Han Yang would lie on his lap and slap his butt a few times...but that would only make things worse.For Han Yang, Mu Qingyan has completely surrendered. "Ayang, we won't go to work today."

"..."

"I'll take you somewhere."

Han Yang still didn't speak, but his face turned dark.Conditional reflex, as soon as Mu Qingyan said this, Han Yang had a... bad premonition.

,

"The wind blows the fragrance of rice flowers, and the small river flows..."

Mu Qingyan drove with a smile and hummed the song, his expression remained for five hours, and he hummed the same song for five hours.Han Yang sat in the passenger seat with a paralyzed face, and did not speak calmly.

The green belt on the expressway retreated rapidly, and they drove a full [-] kilometers in five hours.Han Yang couldn't bear the feeling that Mu Qingyan was going to sell him to traffickers. "Where are you going?"

The sudden sound startled Mu Qingyan, the car made an "S" shape and drove straight forward again. "Ayang finally spoke."

"Where are you going?"

Mu Qingyan turned his head and smiled knowingly at Han Yang, "You will know when the time comes."

"Ayang, get out of the car." Mu Qingyan loosened his seat belt and said to Han Yang.But the person in the passenger seat didn't move.

"What's wrong? Get out of the car." Mu Qingyan reached out to touch Han Yang's hair, but was dodged.

"No." He was too familiar with everything here.Even this kind of place he could come to whenever he wanted—but never came back.They are all dead, what are you still doing here?

Han Yang lowered his head, it would be a lie to say that he is not sad.

Mu Qingyan opened Han Yang's car door, hugged the numb Han Yang out of the car, and let go before Bingshan's face got angry. "I think you should want to come."

"Many things." Why is Mu Qingyan so clear about the location of his home?Why investigate his past?

Mu Qingyan took Han Yang's hand, "Let's go."

"I think this way you might be happier, and you might not be angry. Of course, what I hope most is that you might joke with me." Mu Qingyan led Han Yang into a dead end with ease, and stopped in embarrassment.

Han Yang turned around, but Mu Qingyan didn't let go.It looked like Han Yang was pulling Mu Qingyan along.

"Ayang, I love you."

"Although I know that I was too much before and I don't have the right to ask you to forgive me, but I really love you. My shortcoming is that I love you too much, so I am so impulsive. I apologize, I really regret it now. Can you stop Is that so?"

"Ayang, if you ignore me again, I'm going to cry."

"Yangzi?"

Mu Qingyan stopped talking and looked at the person coming.An old rural woman with a dark blue cotton scarf on her head, a white wool jacket with patches, and a bamboo basket on her arm stretched her head to see who was coming, her small eyes wanted to open but couldn't.

"Grandma, I'm Yangzi."

Mu Qingyan couldn't understand the dialect, but he also laughed when he saw the smile on Han Yang's face.No matter whether Han Yang is understanding or polite, as long as he smiles, half of Mu Qingyan's goal has been achieved.He tightened the jade finger in his hand, Han Yang was still talking about something with the old woman, but there was no response.Mu Qingyan looked up at the clouds blown by the wind, and a feeling of satisfaction slowly climbed into his heart.

"Ayang, is this your home?"

Mu Qingyan watched Han Yang climb up a wall neatly and jump off.He admitted that Han Yang's movements are chic and handsome, but in broad daylight, as a person in modern society... "Ah Yang, will you be sued for breaking into a private house?"

"Stop talking. Then you wait outside."

Mu Qingyan was overjoyed, and jumped over the wall into the courtyard.There is a big locust tree in the yard, with weeds growing in the middle and all around, and several tall foxtails are shaking their heads with their heads down.Sparse grass grew on the concrete walls.It looks like a dilapidated courtyard that has not been inhabited for a long time. "Ayang."

Han Yang took off the iron buckle on the main room door and pushed open the inflexible wooden door.For a moment, dust fluttered in the sun.He wrinkled his nose, stood still at the door for a while and walked in.

"Ayang." Mu Qingyan stepped over the long grass and came to the house.

There are not many things inside, and it feels a little empty.Thick dust covered every corner of the room, and some old furniture couldn't see the original color.There was a small Eight Immortals table facing the door. Han Yang sat on the high wooden stool in front of the table and stared at the table in a daze.

"Although you don't want to come back, it's better to take a look after all."

After a while, Mu Qingyan was ready to talk to himself, but Han Yang said in a low voice: "What's so interesting? Is it useless to be different?"

Mu Qingyan put his hands on Han Yang's shoulders, "Ah Yang."

Han Yang's body shook slightly, and he stood up abruptly. "Let's go."

Mu Qingyan chased out of the hall and grabbed Han Yang's arm. "Ayang, since you're here, let's take a look again."

"It depends on you."

"What are you afraid of?" Mu Qingyan took Han Yang to walk around the front house and backyard, holding Han Yang's hand and touching every piece of solid wood furniture.He even picked up the weeds in the yard with the hoe. Han Yang stood aside and couldn't bear to see Mu Qingyan's clumsy appearance, so he grabbed the hoe and started weeding slowly.

In the afterglow of the sun, the two rubbed their heads and faces covered in ashes.Han Yang stood at the gate of the old house and looked back, Mu Qingyan pulled him away. "If you don't leave, you have to stay overnight." He took Han Yang into a dead end with ease.

Mu Qingyan smiled, "Ayang, please."

"whispering sound."

"Ayang?" Mu Qingyan looked at the back of Han Yang's dirty shirt, even his beautiful silver hair was covered with gray spider webs.

"..."

"Ayang."

"..."

"Ayang."

"what?"

"Have you lost your temper?"

"No."

Mu Qingyan pursed her lips and clenched her hands tightly.Ayang, I love you.

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☆、Chen Ran's Confession

The author has something to say: Sorry everyone, it's even later today

The evening was very short, and the sky only dimmed for a while before an unknown star could be seen hanging on the colorful screen.Mu Qingyan started the car and exited the narrow village road. "It's getting dark, let's find a hotel to stay overnight."

"No."

"But I'm already very tired, Ayang."

"I'll go."

"You are about the same, right? Don't drive tired."

"Crap."

Sitting in the passenger seat, Mu Qingyan turned to look at Han Yang's slightly focused profile.Ayang is also tired today, if he is not nervous, he may fall asleep.

"Ayang."

Mu Qingyan changed to a more comfortable sitting position and looked at Han Yang without blinking. "Are we reconciled?"

"I am not angry."

"……"is that a lie?Mu Qingyan was a little surprised, Han Yang turned on the lights of the car in front, and the interior of the car was also brightened a lot.Both silver and black hair were gilded.

"I just thought, nothing matters anymore."

Mu Qingyan was silent, he roughly understood what Han Yang meant.Does it matter whether it is hurt or happiness?Want to give up the idea of ​​life?Doesn't it matter even if someone hurts you again? "...Are you going to commit suicide?"

"Just live like this."

"Just like this...to live..." Are you kidding me?Do you think that you are a monk without emotions and desires?Mu Qingyan reached out and grabbed Han Yang's hair, and the car turned more than half a circle.

Han Yang quickly released the accelerator and fixed the steering wheel.Mu Qingyan wanted to get close to Han Yang but was fixed by the seat belt. "Are you going to live like this for the rest of your life?!"

Han Yang lightly knocked off Mu Qingyan's hand. "Um."

Mu Qingyan was very angry, he took him back to the place where he grew up with expectation, but it didn't work.Mu Qingyan would rather Han Yang be angry with him, at least to show that he still has some influence on Han Yang.But what is Han Yang like this?What's the difference with a puppet!Do you want to raise a toy that doesn't cry or laugh?

"Hmm, what?" Mu Qingyan unbuckled his seat belt and kissed Han Yang.The little goblin was surprisingly obedient, she didn't struggle or resist, and her lips and teeth opened with a light pry.Mu Qingyan rolled Han Yang's tongue...the kiss was dull.

"...Let's drive." Mu Qingyan let go of Han Yang, sat back in his seat expressionlessly, and put on his seat belt.

He leaned his head against the car window, quietly watching the occasional flashing lights.The car remained quiet, and Mu Qingyan couldn't fall asleep... There are so many stars in the sky, which one is the brightest?

"Mr. Mu, please take a look at these playlists."

Mu Qingyan took over a thick stack of papers.Han Yang's affairs are all taken over by him.

Because Han Yang is a complete rookie and layman, Mu Qingyan selects the works made by Yancheng's contracted songwriters, and Han Yang only needs to be in charge of singing.Many people in Yancheng are jealous of such a great beauty.It's like paving all the roads, just waiting for Han Yanghong to get up.

"Release a single first to open up the market, that's it." Mu Qingyan tapped the paper in his hand, and Zhang Ling wrote it down.

"How many songs have been decided?"

"Yes. In order not to repeat the theme, please take a look at these predetermined playlists."

"Then add this, this, this." Mu Qingyan tapped a few more pieces of paper, which made Zhang Ling's heart ache.They were all written by Yancheng's gold medal songwriter, she kept them and was reluctant to release them.

"The single will be released within two days. Find a teacher to teach Han Yang."

In this way, even Ge Can can become the Emperor of Music, right?Zhang Ling's black line walked out of the office holding the documents.

Zhang Ling is standing outside the recording studio. People who are good-looking and have a good voice but whose singing is unacceptable to ordinary people still exist, right?With the mentality of being lucky and watching the fun, Zhang Ling pushed up her glasses.

But things didn't go as planned, Han Yang sang heartily sentence by sentence, the singing... the singing was still pleasant to the ears.

Seeing the teacher teaching Han Yang sentence by sentence, everyone was a little bit crazy.Taking care of newcomers like this is too much, right?

The teacher sang a line, and Han Yang learned a line until he could sing the whole song by himself.

"Do this today, and record the rest tomorrow. Go back and practice hard."

"Thank you, teacher."

Zhang Ling stopped the teacher who opened the door and was about to leave. "I'm sorry, teacher, Mr. Mu said that the new song will be released within two days... Could you please help Han Yang complete the recording today?"

"Is time so tight?"

Zhang Ling bent over again and again. "Yes, so I'm sorry, but I also ask the teacher for help."

"Then let's rest first, the newcomer's voice will be too much."

"Okay, thank you teacher, you have worked hard."

Han Yang's throat was dry and he practiced all morning without eating.Now it's like a chess piece being manipulated, let him sing like this and he will sing like this.Han Yang couldn't figure it out.