does he love me that much

The next day, Chi Ning woke up early.

The curtains were half covered, and there was dim sunlight in the bedroom. He leaned on Liang Xingye's arm and slowly opened his eyes.

He remembered that Liang Xingye kissed his head last night, so he leaned up and kissed his hair too.

The suit was hanging on the bed, and a corner of the blue box was exposed in the pocket. Chi Ning opened it curiously and found a pair of sapphire earrings inside.

His eyes fell on Liang Xingye's earlobe. Just after the piercing was slightly red, which was a sign of inflammation, he put the earrings back into his pocket and went to lick Liang Xingye's earlobe.

Liang Xingye was half asleep and half awake, and found that Chi Ning was kissing him on his chest. He thought he was still dreaming, and lost control of his self-control. He slipped his hand from the hem of Chi Ning's clothes and kneaded his waist flirtatiously.

"Don't cry, Ning Ning, does it hurt?"

"I didn't cry," Chi Ning was dumbfounded, "It didn't hurt either."

Liang Xingye withdrew immediately.

The atmosphere was embarrassing, and Chi Ning suddenly didn't realize it. He lifted up his clothes and looked left and right. His upper body was completely naked. Liang Xingye helped him pull it off, and explained in a hoarse voice, "Ning Ning, I..."

But I don't know how to make up for it.

Chi Ning lay beside him: "Did you dream that I was injured?"

"Hmm." Liang Xingye dealt with it vaguely.

The quilt was wrinkled badly, Chi Ning was lying in a mess, showing his waistline when stretching, Liang Xingye couldn't stay any longer, and got out of bed to wash.

Chi Ning lay down for a while, and continued to play with the sapphire earrings. When Liang Xingye came out, he asked him when he bought them, and why he bought two.

Liang Xingye put on his coat and said calmly, "I don't sell singles, so I'll buy a pair."

After breakfast, Liang Xingye sent Chi Ning to Xie Chuan's studio.When talking about the business trip on the road, Chi Ning knew it already, but his mood was still a little low: "Going for a week, it's so long."

Liang Xingye was looking at the schedule, and smiled when he heard this, "I will try to come back as soon as possible."

Chi Ning gnawed on the rice ball and leaned over to watch the fun.

The soft hair brushed against Liang Xingye's chin, bringing a numb itching. Liang Xingye leaned back and told Chi Ning to go to bed early and get up early at home, and to play with Song Xiaoyi when he was bored at work.

Chi Ning agreed one by one.

After getting acquainted with Liang Xingye, Chi Ning has never been separated from him. Thinking that he will not see each other for a week, he will not be able to do anything. He hangs around in the studio, looking at the weather outside the window for a while, and lying on the equipment in a daze for a while.

Xie Chuan thought he was drinking and making trouble last night, so he scolded the drummer and told Chi Ning to go home to rest. Chi Ning checked the time, and Liang Xingye should leave for the airport in half an hour.

He hesitated for a while, and ran to Liang Xingye's company to find someone.

Downstairs in Hongjing Building, a Maybach drove out of the parking lot. Liang Xingye had sharp eyes, caught a glimpse of Chi Ning on the side of the road, and asked the driver to turn.

After Chi Ning got into the car, he was relieved. Fortunately, he caught up. He was next to Liang Xingye, with concern in his eyes, "I want to see you off."

Liang Xingye is much taller than Chi Ning. Even when sitting, Chi Ning is used to raising his face and talking.

From his chin to his neck was stretched into a line, the hair on his forehead was scattered on both sides, his eyes were round and full of dependence.

Liang Xingye couldn't help recalling the dream last night, his mind moved, he subconsciously looked away, and convinced himself in his heart.

Chi Ning doesn't understand what love is. Dependence is his strongest emotion, which can be equated with love.

That's enough.

Just teach it slowly, Liang Xingye hugged Chi Ning into his arms and interlocked his fingers.

Chi Ning looked down and played with Liang Xingye's fingers, "Where's your private jet?"

"You can't fly casually."

……

The two chattered, the driver looked at his nose, his nose and his heart, and the secretary sat in the co-pilot, like a cloud of air.

Chi Ning sent Liang Xingye into the airport hall, the crowd was bustling, and many young couples kissed passionately.

Chi Ning stared intently, the girl next to the pillar blushed, thinking that this beautiful little curly hair could not see at all, so she pushed her boyfriend away coquettishly.

Liang Xingye protected Chi Ning and walked forward for a while, talked about some precautions, and then hugged Chi Ning amidst the noise, "Ning Ning, I'm leaving."

"Do you miss me?"

Liang Xingye ignored the inexplicable eyes of the driver and the secretary, "Yes."

"Then lower your head." Chi Ning said.

Liang Xingye bent down, Chi Ning kissed him on the cheek, and said, "Goodbye."

Liang Xingye was stunned. After entering the hall, Chi Ning's eyes flew wildly, and he glanced at several kissing couples, probably thinking that kissing was some kind of parting ceremony.

But why only on the cheek?Does Chi Ning understand?Still despise him?

Liang Xingye cursed silently. He watched Chi Ning's figure disappear at the door, and turned to go to the VIP passage.

On the way back, Chi Ning experienced the sadness of parting for a while, and he couldn't get up, so the driver took him back to the villa directly.

It snowed heavily at night, and looking out from the floor-to-ceiling windows, it was a vast expanse of whiteness.Wrapped in a blanket, Chi Ning tossed and turned on the bed, thinking, I don't know if it snowed in Liang Xingye's place.

Auntie came in to deliver warm milk, Chi Ning got up, gulped it up, and handed her the cup.

The aunt joked with a smile: "Drink milk every day, but I don't grow taller."

Chi Ning straightened his legs and gestured, denying, "I still grow taller."

The aunt smiled and patted his head. When she left, she came across the live broadcast shelf, and she was dazzled and didn't pay attention, so she arranged things neatly.

The live broadcast equipment was originally placed in the study, but later he was too lazy to leave, so he used it in the bedroom, but since he went to Xie Chuan's studio, he basically never touched the live broadcast again, leaving it dusty.

Chi Ning said: "Auntie, take it back to the study, it's a bit in the way."

The door closed, and Chi Ning looked at the empty corner, thinking of his brother after a long absence.

The difference from before is that this time Liang Xingye took up most of the scenes.

What would Liang Xingye do if he found his brother one day?

Would you like to live with them?Is his brother willing?

It is estimated that neither of them wants to.

Liang Xingye is relatively lonely and doesn't like to have outsiders around. Apart from the aunt, there is only the driver in the whole villa, so the sense of presence is very low.

His brother has a gentle temper, but has a strong sense of boundaries and is naturally wary of humans.

He missed his brother, but he also hated Liang Xingye.

The more he thought about it, the more sad he became, Chi Ning propped his chin and sighed melancholy.

After a nap, Chi Ning forgot all about his worries, took the time to wash up, and rushed to the studio.

The studio was busy for a while, and after the concert, it was as lazy as a vegetable market at dusk, and groups of three or four gathered together to talk about the mountains.

Chi Ning gossips, holds a cup of coffee like an old fried dough stick, listens here for a while, interjects a few words there, never leaving anything behind.

The non-stop chatter made everyone's ears callused, and the drummer led him to learn music arrangement from Xie Chuan.

Xie Chuan pretended to be helpless: "Have you been disliked again?"

Chi Ning spread his hands, "They speak too slowly, if they can't compare with me, they will drive me away, it's too much."

Xie Chuan laughed until his crow's feet piled up, and teased the drummer: "It's not martial arts, you guys."

Chi Ning pointed and pointed: "Victory is not martial."

From playing to playing, Chi Ning was very serious as soon as he entered the learning state.

Xie Chuan taught everything, so he learned everything.

Xie Chuan sighed countless times that Chi Ning could comprehend the music easily, but the lyrics were a mess, and he still suffered from being uneducated.

But he is already a very talented existence, and it is only true that he has flaws.

In the afternoon, Chi Ning touched his phone only to find that Liang Xingye had sent him a video, and returned to him while swaying to the balcony to bask in the sun.

Liang Xingye picked it up quickly, and was taking a break from his busy schedule to feed the pigeons in the square.

He turns away from the camera.

The ancient buildings passed by in a flash, and the picture was fixed on a group of pigeons flapping their wings, cooing and pecking at Liang Xingye's palm.

The fear of being dominated by seabirds enveloped Chi Ning in an instant, and he took his mobile phone away, "I don't want to look at the pigeons, where's your face?"

Liang Xingye chuckled softly and adjusted the angle.

Chi Ning not only saw his face, but also the cat in his arms.

The whole body is snow-white, with only a little black on the tip of the ear, which is fluffy, and he is rubbing his head against the beam, his eyes are blurred.

Liang Xingye was holding a purebred puppet. He was curled up lazily on the bench in the square. When Liang Xingye came, he rubbed against his lap, tilted his head, his pupils were as bright as glass, like Chi Ning.

The camera zoomed in and focused on the cat's eyes. Liang Xingye boasted, "Look at Ningning, she's quite cute."

What's so cute about cats!

Chi Ning hates cats the most, pursed his lips, "He's so ugly, don't touch him."

Liang Xingye let go of his hand in a good manner, and asked Chi Ning what he did today.

Chi Ning watched the cat jump off the bench before replying, "I got up at eight o'clock today, ate shepherd's purse small wontons for breakfast, and then went to work in the studio. The concert has just ended, and everyone is free and fishing chat."

"I don't. I'm learning to arrange music from Uncle Xie. It's quite simple, but writing lyrics is so difficult. I just wrote it for the song I sang. Uncle Xie said that we can release a single..."

After finishing the business, Chi Ning thought for a while and complained to Liang Xingye: "I was laughed at, and I learned a movement before going on stage."

Chi Ning pointed at his eyes and blinked: "This is called wink, high-voltage discharge. I always put it on. At first they praised me for being cute and critical, and then they said that I'm too narcissistic and will die"..."

When he sent wink to Liang Xingye, he was captured, high-definition big picture, touched by Xie Chuan's heat, all kinds of fancy media exaggerations, the surfing sisters shouted "Human Cupid", blinking is not an eye, but an arrow that hits people's hearts.Everyone's literary talents erupted violently, and they wrote small essays crazily.

Chi Ning was so flattered by the praise that he blinked when he caught someone in the studio, and a group of middle-aged men followed him, covering their hearts artificially.The drummer is relatively poor. Seeing him playing the peacock endlessly, I patted him on the head, which made him almost finished.

Chi Ning was full of disappointment: "Now even the cleaning aunt laughs at me."

Liang Xingye said: "Little Cupid, don't shoot arrows at them from now on."

Chi Ning nodded, and when he heard Xie Chuan calling him, he hung up the video.

For several days, Chi Ning was racking his brains to write lyrics, and his fingernails were almost bald.

Under the strong appeal of Xie Chuan's concert, Chi Ning went viral immediately. The edited short 3-minute video had tens of millions of views. After reposting and liking it, Xie Chuan suggested that he release it as a single.

Chi Ning has been in the studio these days and knows the birth process of the song like the back of his hand.

He refused.

"I didn't create this song," Chi Ning thought of Liang Xingye's fabricated life experience for him. "It's a song that has been passed down in our village for a long time. I can't take it for myself."

Chi Ning: "Can it be adapted? Mark the original version."

Xie Chuan took a sip of scented tea and responded with a smile, "This is the basic quality of a creator."

Chi Ning weakens the tension of the melody line, uses harmony to promote its direction, subdivides the beat and reorganizes the accent to strengthen the sense of rhythm.He showed Xie Chuan the first draft, and Xie Chuan smiled and said "it's okay" and asked him to write lyrics.

Chi Ning couldn't write.

He thought about it when he was eating, when he was sleeping, and when he was videoing with Liang Xingye.

Xie Chuan: "What rubbish did you write?"

That night, Chi Ning cried to Liang Xingye, "I'm so pitiful, I'm just a little illiterate, I can understand but can't write."

Liang Xingye leaned against the back of the bed and stared at Chi Ning through the screen. He should have taken a shower, his pajamas were loose, his chin was resting on a pillow, and his feet were dangling behind him.

"It's okay," Liang Xingye comforted, "Uncle Xie's vision is too tricky, you are already great."

He knows the extent of Chi Ning's fire, and he also knows the purpose of his songwriting. Maybe his brother will see him when he turns on his phone one day.

It's actually very simple to stop him. He cooperated with Xie Chuan behind the scenes to put pressure on the media, and made a unified confession afterwards. Chi Ning will never know.

But Chi Ning started from learning to pluck the strings, and climbed up step by step, pouring countless energy and expectations, just to find his brother.Liang Xingye could not destroy his long-term efforts.

Also reluctant.

Chi Ning, who is lonely, will rely on him more, but Chi Ning, who has found his relatives, will be happier.

He watched Chi Ning break those words with a sad face, and called him in a warm voice: "Ning Ning."

"What's wrong?" Chi Ning leaned closer to the screen, his eyelashes curled up, and rubbed his eyes again.

Liang Xingye said: "Tell me all the information about your brother, try to be as detailed as possible, and I will look it up for you."

"I've told you all the information, but I can't find it," Chi Ning held his face in his hands, "Can we talk about it when you come back from a business trip? You go about your own business first."

The night was getting dark, and Chi Ning was a little sleepy, so he got into bed and said goodnight to him with a smile.

Liang Xingye didn't smile, but responded in a low voice, "Good night."