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The short meeting was particularly awkward because of Jin Siyan's unrestrained speech. Yan Ge sat in front of the three of them, as if he was participating in an interview, and had to laugh with him from time to time, which made him very uncomfortable.

The scene broke up, Yan Ge wanted to go home early to rest, watched the group of people walking and chatting, and ignored him, and it was not easy to walk in front of them, so he followed slowly, pretending to lower his head to play with his mobile phone.

"...It's like this, it's been the same in recent years..."

"I heard that so-and-so's last script was cut one episode at a time, and it couldn't be filmed at all. It's too strict. The main reason is..."

"Then what, did you still have an appointment with someone tonight, that actor?"

"Who?"

"I forgot what it's called, is it called Mingyuan or something?"

Caught a familiar name in his ears, Yan Ge paused his fingers while playing with his mobile phone, and quietly raised his head to glance at it.

"Oh, him." Jin Siyan suddenly realized, he pinched out the cigarette, shrugged indifferently, "Pushed it away," said and elbowed Li Ke, "You have opened your mouth, how can I delay? Besides, how long have we not seen each other?"

Facing this man's teasing, Li Ke shook his head and said with a smile, "That's right, since you left—"

A light cough full of warning came from beside him.

Chen Weisheng glanced at Li Ke warily, as if to remind him, and then winked at Yan Ge, self-evident.

Li Ke also realized that he almost slipped his tongue in front of outsiders, stroked his hair, and looked back at Yan Ge, only to see the people behind him lower their heads in a very sensible way, pretending they didn't hear anything.

"Yan Ge, where do you live, let's see if I can take you back by the way?"

Yan Ge put away his phone, touched his nose guilty, and said vaguely, "My house? I live in the outskirts of the city, so it might not be on my way. Thank you teacher, don't bother..."

"Suburbs?" Li Ke thought for a while, and it was really not on the way, so he turned his head and asked Chen Weisheng, "Are you on the way? I remember that you seem to have a house in the suburbs."

Chen Weisheng shook his head, "I won't go back there tonight."

"That……"

"Then don't bother, I can take a taxi myself." Yan Ge quickly rounded up his words, gathered his coat, bowed his head and was about to walk out sideways.

"I'm on my way."

A voice fell, followed by a hand in front of him, blocking his way.

As soon as Yan Ge looked up, he saw Jin Siyan looking at him, taking out the car keys from his pocket.

"I'm on the way." Jin Siyan repeated.

"Isn't your home in the West District? Where is the way?" Li Ke looked at him suspiciously.

"Anyway, on the way." Jin Siyan turned and walked out, waving his hand to signal Yan Ge to follow, "Hurry up."

"Need not--"

Before he could finish his refusal, the man with long legs took a few steps out, obviously there was no room for maneuver.

Yan Ge looked at Jin Siyan's back, closed his eyes, and was breathing heavily.

Opening the car door and getting in, Jin Siyan looked back at him, raised his eyebrows slightly, "Second driver?"

Yan Ge was stunned for a moment, seeing the man's playful expression, he felt ashamed for a moment, let go of the seat belt and was about to open the door, "I'll go to the back..."

With a "click", Jin Siyan put on the safety lock.

"I'm laughing at you to death."

Jin Siyan backed out the car, looked at Yan Ge with a stiff face, and laughed shamelessly, making Yan Ge even more confused.

In Binhai, Qitang City, the wind on the side of the road is very strong at night. Jin Siyan didn't turn on the air conditioner, but just lowered the windows on both sides. The car was running on the road around the island, with the sound of howling wind in his ears.

"It's very windy tonight, don't you think?"

There was a sudden sound in the ear, mixed with the noisy wind, but it was very real, like a murmur, or a question.

Yan Ge was slightly taken aback, and looked up towards the direction of the driver's seat. Jin Siyan happened to turn his head, and his eyes met by chance.

"Yeah." He nodded, a little dazed.

Jin Siyan didn't continue talking to him, but slowed down and drove close to the beach. The land wind made his hair flutter, which only made the man's face more unrestrained and free and easy.

Yan Ge was sitting on the co-pilot, with a beating heart in his ears.

so similar.

He stared at the front window, but out of the corner of his eye he always involuntarily glanced at the man beside him who was concentrating on driving, his eyes fell on his arms and his fingers.

Yan Ge quietly grabbed the cushion under him.

so similar.This scene is too similar to that time.

Eight years ago—or was it ten years ago?Yan Ge couldn't remember clearly for a long time, but in such a scene at this moment, every cell in his body recalled that long summer night.

The night wind, the sea, the boundless starry sky.

He was sitting on the sailboat named "Yinhe", following the undulating sea water, looking at the people standing at the bow.

"It's very windy tonight, don't you think?"

When the man turned his head, the sea breeze messed up his hair, which obscured his vision. He raised his hand, combed his hair back a little irritably, and looked up at Yan Ge, wanting to get an affirmative answer.

"A little bit." Yan Ge nodded.

"But it's not cold." The man said again.

"But it's not cold." Yan Ge agreed.

"Tomorrow should be a fine weather." He raised his hand, looked at the bracelet fluttering in the wind, and looked in the direction of the wind, as if talking to himself, "Then we can go to sea to test the ship tomorrow. "

Yan Ge looked down at his direction. Through the night, he couldn't see anything but his moving lips.

"What's its name?" The man patted the hull of the boat and looked up at Yan Ge.

"Galaxy." Yan Ge said.

"What about you?" He raised his head, his eyes slightly squinted by the night wind, "What's your name?"

The waves suddenly rose up, causing the boat to shake violently. Yan Ge was about to speak, but he staggered and fell down, almost biting his tongue.

"Xiao Yan!"

A call came from the shore.

"Here we come!" The person standing at the bow hurriedly raised his voice to answer, and stumbled towards the shore.

After walking a few steps, I suddenly remembered something and turned around.

"My name is Jin Siyan." He said, raising his finger to the bay not far away, "There is a safe haven there, if there is a chance, we can go together." He patted the hull again and smiled, "Take the Your 'Galaxy'."

The salty sea breeze rushed into his nostrils, carrying the unique fragrance of sea salt, which made Yan Ge miss him so much, he closed his eyes greedily, and took a deep breath.

Unknowingly, the car stopped, and it took Yan Ge a long time to recover. When he opened his eyes, the car was already empty.

Suddenly he was taken aback, and was about to shout, when he turned his head and saw the man standing on the side of the road smoking a cigarette, facing the bay under the darkness of night.

The street lights were dim, and small insects were flying from time to time. The man was only wearing a thin T-shirt, which was filled with the sea breeze, slightly puffed up, and fluttered in the direction of the wind.

Jin Siyan seemed to be distracted, his eyes fell on the shoal not far away, but there was no focus, the fires flickered between his fingers, and the smoke flowed from between his lips and teeth, and then dissipated in an instant.

Yan Ge looked at him through the car window, neither far nor near.

After about 5 minutes, Jin Siyan put out his cigarette, raised his hand and clenched his fist against his lips, coughed twice, shook his T-shirt, and waited for the smell of cigarettes on his body to dissipate before walking towards the car.

Yan Ge hurriedly looked away, pretending to be calm while playing with his mobile phone.

The car door opened, and there was light in the car again. Jin Siyan got into the driver's seat, looked at Yan Ge, "I thought you fell asleep, so I got out of the car to smoke a cigarette."

"En." Yan Ge nodded perfunctorily, and glanced at him quickly.

The car restarted, drove quickly on the empty road, and left the city in a short while.

The car window was raised, and the car was filled with cold air, blowing on Yan Ge's body, making him a little dizzy.

The seat belt was tightened, and the wound on the waist was rubbed through the clothes. Yan Ge calmly pulled the seat belt, feeling very uncomfortable.

"Are you allergic to seat belts?" Jin Siyan noticed the abnormality here and glanced at him.

"No." Yan Ge smiled without embarrassment, "I have a little injury on my waist."

"Is there an injury on the waist?" Jin Siyan's voice gradually became higher, and then he "suddenly realized" very calmly, "Oh, there is an injury on the waist."

"No." Yan Ge quickly denied, explaining, "Weiyale came out, and there was an aerial scene a few days ago."

"Oh." Jin Siyan nodded, obviously not interested in his explanation, "But sometimes the wound caused by a rope is worse than a knife."

Yan Ge gave a "hmm" in agreement.

"I also had one time, when I was about seventeen or eighteen years old, I sailed out to sea in a sailboat with my family on my back. It's not far, it's near the sea, but..."

Yan Ge was taken aback for a moment, and his breathing stopped for a moment.

"...The wind was so strong that I couldn't control the direction. I went to pull the sail rope, but I was thrown out directly, and my gloves were worn out."

As he spoke, Jin Siyan spread out the palm of his left hand and showed it to Yan Ge, "There is still a scar."

Looking at his palm, Yan Ge could indeed see the shallow scars clearly. Hearing what happened many years ago, Yan Ge always had an indescribable feeling in his heart.

"You still have a sailboat." Yan Ge smiled, turned his eyes away, and his voice was dry.

"Not really." Jin Siyan turned his head to glance at the rearview mirror, turned the steering wheel, "That one is in the name of my brother and me, and I drove that one time by myself."

"How old have you been in contact with sailing boats?" Yan Ge asked again, feeling his palms were sweating, and he looked at his reaction calmly.

Jin Siyan frowned slightly, and thought for a while seriously, "About 16 years old?"

"What's the name of your sailboat?" Yan Ge held his breath.

"What's the matter?" Jin Siyan came to his senses, looked at him with some hesitation, with a look of scrutiny in his eyes, hesitated for a moment, and told him, "It's called Comet."

Comet.

At that time when the two were sitting in the haven, Jin Siyan told him his name and said that Yan Ge was the first to know.

"What's the matter? Are you also interested in sailing?" Jin Siyan asked.

He really didn't remember all of it.

Yan Ge shrugged, noncommittal, and pointed to an intersection ahead, "My house is right in front, the second door."

"Okay." Jin Siyan nodded without further questioning.

When he arrived at the place, Yan Ge unfastened his seat belt, took out the keys from his pocket, and opened the door while thanking him.

"Have we met before?" Jin Siyan asked suddenly.

The hand holding the car door handle paused, and Yan Ge's breathing stopped for a moment. He turned around suddenly and looked at Jin Siyan in astonishment. Before he could say anything, he heard him ask again:

"Did we meet at Coty's gate this afternoon?"

Throat blocked, Yan Ge slowly let go of his sleeve.

"Yes, I met once." He said.

Coty Entertainment is the company he works for now, and Mingyuan is Coty's trump card. This afternoon, he did have a relationship with Jin Siyan on the side of the road, but he did not expect to be remembered by Jin Siyan after a short glance.

"No wonder you look familiar." Jin Siyan turned his head and twisted the car key with a cigarette in his mouth.

Seeing that he had nothing else to do, Yan Ge opened the door and got out of the car, turned around, and bowed slightly towards the window, "Thank you Jin Shao."

Jin Siyan stared at him for a while, his expression a little elusive, and after a while, he bit his cigarette and waved his hands carelessly.

Yan Ge entered the house without turning on the lights, and ran to the bedroom window to look out. The black car was still parked on the side of the road, which seemed out of place with the low-key and simple streets around.

After the family accident, Yan Ge moved to an old house in a remote suburb. The landlord was eager to immigrate, and the price of changing hands was not expensive.

Jin Siyan was sitting in the car, not knowing what he was doing. After smoking a cigarette, he started the car again, and drove along this road without turning around or turning.

Sure enough, it was on the way, Yan Ge sighed deeply in his heart.

Putting down the curtains, dragging his tired body to the bathroom to fill in the water for a bath, Yan Ge was soaked in the water, his head was dizzy.

There was too much wind blowing this evening, and my already unhealthy body became even weaker.

He has always been like this, and he is especially sensitive to external injuries. When he was a child, he hit the ship's side and scratched his arm. If the area was a little larger, it would quickly fester and become inflamed, and then he would have a high fever that would not subside.

One night was like a ghost pressing the bed, with nightmares again and again, at dawn, Yan Ge couldn't even tell whether he was in a dream or in reality, his back was covered in cold sweat, and he was still a little dazed when he woke up.

Fortunately, today is the last day of location shooting, and the announcement said that work would end early today.

After tidying himself up briefly, Yan Ge stuffed bread into his mouth and walked out with the keys - although the crew provided breakfast, most of the time no one helped him take it.

The studio in the morning was still very quiet, occasionally there were some voices reciting lines in the corner, those were young actors who did not have their own dedicated lounge, just like Yan Ge.

I found a place to put my bag down, but the assistant obviously still disappeared, probably being ordered by other people to run errands.

Although he bears the name of a "male third", in fact Yan Ge's treatment is not much different from those of the outsiders. This hard-won assistant was temporarily lent to him by the company, just to look better in front of the media when the time comes, no Let someone else catch Coty mistreating actors.

However, with such an assistant, Yan Ge has basically never used it, and more often he will be called to order by others.

Taking off his coat, he was about to drink some water and wait for the makeup artist to come to make up for him when he was free, when the voice of reciting the lines in his ears stopped abruptly, and those people saw him coming, and they all cast inquiring eyes.

Slightly frowning, the hand holding the water glass shrank uncomfortably, Yan Ge turned his head, only saw the person who was looking up, hurriedly looked away, and pretended to be looking at the script in his hand.

Yan Ge felt baffled, and checked his appearance in front of the mirror. There were no leek leaves stuck to his teeth, no clothes reversed, and no toothpaste that he forgot to wash off——

Then what to watch?Yan Ge pouted.Have you ever seen a handsome guy?

The number of people on the set gradually increased, Yan Ge hurriedly picked up his things, and moved them to the side, so as not to block someone's way again and be thrown aside.

As he was walking towards the corner, Yan Ge raised his head and saw the field manager walking towards this side with a big box in his arms.

"I'll do it." Yan Ge hurried forward, wanting to help.

"No, no, no." The young girl laughed a little stiffly, and dodged aside, avoiding Yan Ge's hand, "It's just a small matter, don't bother Brother Yan."

The hands hanging in the air were embarrassingly stiff, but Yan Ge didn't insist, he patted the skirt of his clothes, turned his head and continued to pack his bag.

"Have you heard that brother Mingyuan was killed halfway yesterday..."

"Is it the one from Ansheng? I've heard about it too..."

"Hey, it seems to be him, the one over there, someone photographed him getting off Jin Shao's car..."

"Yange?"

"Be quiet!"

The whispering in the ear stopped abruptly, and then fell silent in an instant. Yan Ge raised his head, and a black shadow fell in front of his eyes.

"You robbed Ming Yuan's people halfway yesterday?!"

Ye Xingyan's handsome face almost touched Yan Ge's eyeballs, his voice was high-pitched, with indescribable excitement, which startled Yan Ge.

"What am I?"

Ye Xingyan looked at him with an ambiguous expression, raised his hand to hook Yan Ge's neck, and led him to a remote place, poking his shoulder nervously with his fingers while walking, "Fake it. This kind of thing I have nothing to hide from me."

Yan Ge was pushed for several steps, but he still didn't understand what this man was doing.

"Quick question, quick answer." Ye Xingyan patted him on the back, pushing him against the wall to ask, "Where did you go last night, don't hesitate."

"It's just the dinner party my manager told me about."

"No one else?"

"Of course there are others."

"Who?"

"That's right, some screenwriters and directors." Yan Ge looked at him suspiciously, completely unable to be overwhelmed by his expression of a hungry wolf seeing meat.

"More than that?" Ye Xingyan caught the loophole in his words and pointed at the tip of Yan Ge's nose, "Who sent you home yesterday?"

"Who told you?" Yan Ge reacted, his eyes widened, and he almost bit his tongue.

He's not popular, and he's not a big shot. Naturally, he won't be secretly photographed by paparazzi like other actors. That's why he didn't insist on rejecting Jin Siyan's proposal to drop him home yesterday.

Who knew that early this morning, Ye Xingyan knew that someone had sent him home yesterday, and for the first time Yan Ge had a sense of crisis that his privacy was being pryed into.

"Don't worry about it. Just say who it is."

"..." Yan Ge fell silent.

"You can!" Ye Xingyan looked very proud, patted Yan Ge's shoulder like a happy old father, and wiped away his tears pretending to be crying, "My good boy, I finally learned to fight for myself."

"Arguing for what? Me what?" Yan Ge felt as if he was speaking a foreign language.

Obviously every Chinese character can be understood, but when connected together, it becomes a strange appearance.

"It's okay, take advantage of the opportunity."

"Brother, I can't grasp it." Yan Ge spread his hands and smiled angrily, "What are you talking about?"

"Huh?" Ye Xingyan saw that his blank expression did not seem to be fake, and gradually came back to it, took a breath, "You don't know?"

"……what do you know?"

"Didn't you rob Mingyuan's people halfway yesterday?"

"What about me?" Yan Ge couldn't understand again.

"Didn't you go home in Jin Siyan's car last night?"

"Yeah." Mentioning what happened last night, Yan Ge was still a little uncomfortable, his voice was lowered, and he coughed lightly, "He said he was on the way."

"But yesterday Mingyuan—" Ye Xingyan suddenly stopped talking, and looked at Yan Ge suddenly, "So you don't know at all that the two of you have been photographed?"

Before Yan Ge had time to be surprised, Ye Xingyan showed him the photos.

"Now everyone in the circle is talking about it, but you don't know, don't you surf?" Ye Xingyan yelled strangely.

Yan Ge shrugged and had nothing to say.

Not to mention what people in the circle are talking about now, even the crew of the production team didn't invite Yan Ge, how could he have a channel to know these things?

"To be honest, it's quite a relief. I've seen that Mingyuan is upset, and he knows how to boss me around all day long. Do you know what he asked me to do last time? He asked me to squat down and change his shoes! Damn, I... ..."

"Stop." Yan Ge quickly interrupted his complaint, looked at him fixedly, and after a while, he said, "Jin Siyan attended the party because of business, and it has nothing to do with me. How can I have that ability?" .”

Ye Xingyan was also a little confused, "You didn't do it?"

"No." Yan Ge said firmly.

People don't even recognize me.He added in his mind.

Ye Xingyan was silent, still looked at Yan Ge suspiciously, for a while, "But now everyone thinks so."

"..." Yan Ge didn't know what to say, he just murmured in his heart that rumors are terrible.

"Isn't that really the case?" Ye Xingyan frowned slightly, confirming again.

"Really." Yan Ge explained a little weakly, "He and Li Ke are old friends. This time when they came back from abroad, they were invited to have a reunion. We met by chance, and he was nicer, so he picked me up by the way. One ride, that's it."

"Really?"

"real."

"Is there no deal?" Ye Xingyan's expression changed, and his tone also restrained.

"No." Yan Ge let out a long breath, feeling a little headache.

"Then you're finished." Ye Xingyan said.

"Huh?" Yan Ge couldn't understand again.

"Now everyone thinks that you have pried away Ming Yuan's people, which is equivalent to slapping Ming Yuan on the red carpet at the Ceria Film Festival. He will definitely trouble you."

"..." Yan Ge was stunned.

"And you said that you don't have a backer at all, then you are completely man-made, and you are fish and meat."

"That's not the case!" Yan Ge's face was a little hot, and he defended in a bad tone.

"It doesn't matter." Ye Xingyan glanced at him and shrugged slightly, "According to everyone's guess, you are already against Ming Yuan."