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Ye Tinghe wondered if she had frightened him.

After he forcefully kissed and confessed, Lin Zhao didn't speak, and hid in the room and never came out again.When Ye Tinghe woke up, it was already 10 o'clock. When he came out, the door of the bedroom was still closed.

He wasn't sure if Lin Zhao was still sleeping, after all, the two of them were tossing around late yesterday, so he had to make some simple breakfast by himself first.

When Lin Zhao came out of the room, Ye Tinghe was studying how to cook boiled eggs without breaking the shell.

Ye Tinghe looked up at him when he heard the sound, Lin Zhao's eyes flickered for a moment, he turned his head to avoid his gaze, and walked aside to pour water for himself.

Ye Tinghe didn't expect that he was still so timid, and Ye Tinghe didn't know whether he should be surprised by this new discovery at this moment.

He pursed his lips and asked actively, "Did Brother Ji contact you?"

"not yet."

"Then take a guess," Ye Tinghe said, "Did he call me?"

Lin Zhao was silent for a moment, and asked him, "What happens if you guess wrong?"

Ye Tinghe took out the boiled egg and put it aside, and said casually, "If you guess wrong, come and cook the egg for me."

"beated?"

"No. I haven't contacted anyone. I don't know what he's doing." Ye Tinghe wiped his wet hands and walked over, "I don't know how to cook, I'll leave it to you."

The atmosphere was still a bit delicate, but Ye Tinghe had tried his best to go on as usual, and Lin Zhao couldn't say much, so he could only take his place in the kitchen.

There was a knock on the door.

Ye Tinghe thought it was Ji Xu who had come, and thought to himself why he didn't call, and came to arrest him already.

He put on a sheep face, prepared to face Ji Ge's angry attack, and went to open the door.

But I saw a young man wearing round-frame glasses. He was wearing a mid-length black coat. He looked very refined, and his whole body revealed an elite temperament.

Ye Tinghe blinked and recognized him: "Boss Yan."

Ye Tinghe knew him, but he only stayed at the level of hearing about him. This person should appear in the financial evening news or the headlines of financial news, not at his door.

Yan Zhiming asked bluntly, "Is he with you?"

Ye Tinghe was stunned for a moment, and realized that he was being approached by his parents.

He nodded: "Yes."

Yan Zhiming asked again: "Whose idea?"

Ye Tinghe simply admitted: "Me."

"Okay." Yan Zhiming didn't say anything, nodded lightly, then lifted his chin lightly, "Call him out."

Being approached by Lin Zhao's parents and his invisible leader, Ye Tinghe had no reason to resist. He was about to walk over to knock on the bedroom door when he suddenly heard Yan Zhiming speak again.

"Ji Xu always does some superfluous things, which are unnecessary in my opinion. You can just complete your own tasks in the future and avoid contacting him."

Ye Tinghe stopped and wanted to say something, but he couldn't think of a way to refute him.

In fact, this kind of contempt is very common in the industry, and most people have experienced it.

Yes, he is just a starlet with no background and connections, and his biggest backer is a well-connected manager (and the one behind him at the moment is Ji Xu's background), who blocked many unnecessary entertainments for him, Give him resources that others can't ask for.

Although it's not because of Ye Tinghe's own value, but because of the crumbling name on his head, isn't that enough?

Some people struggle for the rest of their lives until they quit the circle, but they can’t reach the level of his anger. How many of the hundreds of people who were annihilated at the beginning are plotting in secret, hoping that this boy who turned out to be born out of nowhere will be wiped out as soon as possible to repay the hatred in his heart...

Isn't this enough to be grateful to them?

But Ye Tinghe can still easily feel his anger.

He clenched his fist silently to prevent himself from rushing into the kitchen impulsively and smashing a spoiled boiled egg on Yan Zhiming's extraordinarily precious face.

In this way, maybe it can directly save the work of the next operation, and fast forward to "the industry bans Ye Tinghe".

The fuse that caused him to be "banned" realized that something was wrong outside at this moment, and walked out of the kitchen.

He first glanced at Yan Zhiming who was standing at the door, frowning slightly.

Stretching out his hand to hold Ye Tinghe's clenched fist, his tone was lukewarm: "I seem to have said before, don't speak in such a tone in front of me."

Yan Zhiming's gaze softened a little the moment he touched him: "Didn't you come out?"

Lin Zhao ignored him, raised his hand and gently pushed the back of Ye Tinghe's head: "You go into the room, I'll take care of it."

Ye Tinghe remained motionless, pretending not to hear.

Lin Zhao lowered his head slightly and looked down at him with a helpless expression: "Be obedient."

Ye Tinghe seemed to have been shocked, and abruptly shook off his hand, walked a few quick steps and slammed the door of the bedroom.

He threw himself on the bed where Lin Zhao had slept, with the tips of his ears hidden between his black hair, and he blushed uncontrollably.

I was so annoyed in my heart, I don't like flirting, the police should arrest these men who don't abide by male morals and detain them for re-education!

With a "buzz", the phone vibrated.

Ye Tinghe took it over and looked at it. The name on the screen was Ji Xu—if it wasn't for a few minutes late, Lin Zhao would have guessed it right.

"Brother Ji."

"Xiaohe, who suggested that you two run out?"

Again this question.

Ye Tinghe sighed, and answered him: "Me."

Ji Xu said: "Do you know that if you and Lin Zhao go out to play and get photographed and then go on the trending search, it won't have as much impact as the two of you together?"

His tone sounded more serious than usual.

Ye Tinghe had no choice but to apologize to him: "I'm sorry."

"Why? You should know the severity."

But Ye Tinghe didn't answer. He remembered the conversation in an afternoon, and suddenly said: "I remember you told me that you should tell you in advance when you fall in love."

Ji Xu froze for a moment: "What do you mean by that?"

"I like him."

Ji Xu seemed to be hit on the head by his words, and couldn't choose what to say for a while: "How could Lin Zhao—"

Ye Tinghe interrupted: "He didn't."

"I warned you before, don't be too clingy to him and don't take his words seriously, you never listen." Ji Xu, like a person who has seen a lot, persuaded him, "Now you think he treats you very well , Then do you know what he gave to others before?"

Ye Tinghe was silent, listening to him talk about Ren Ju, Yan Zhiming, those people who had never heard of it, fame and fortune, no matter how many people ask for it, he can give it to whomever he wants.

"Xiaohe, he doesn't care about other people's life. Who else do you think he cares about? Yes, he plays with you, coaxes you to talk, and spends a lot of time on you. It seems that he is right. You look good. But is this little thought spent more than anyone else? You should be very clear that he can't go anywhere in the past six months, and the most he lacks is time. "

Ye Tinghe lowered his eyes, and heard Ji Xu say: "Ye Tinghe, you are a sensible and good boy. After so many years, it's really not easy to get to the present, let it go, don't trap yourself in emotional matters .”

Sensible, good boy.

If the standard is to be obedient, to be rubbed and rubbed by others, and to be discarded without any use...

Ye Tinghe thought to himself, whoever wants to be a good child.

Outside the door, Yan Zhiming was also puzzled: "What's your relationship? It's like coaxing a little lover."

Lin Zhao glanced at him, and there was a hint of favoritism and anger in his eyes that he didn't realize: "It's none of your business."

Their conversation proceeded quickly, within a few minutes, Lin Zhao sent Yan Zhiming away and re-entered.

Ye Tinghe sat up from the bed, wiped his face, and turned his head away from him.

The temperature dropped suddenly last night, and several clusters of snow-white branches were covered with tiny icicles.Near noon, the foggy daylight was slowly melting last night's snow, and the sun's light spilled into the room, illuminating the constantly rising and falling tiny dust in the air.

Lin Zhao approached, saw Ye Tinghe's expression clearly, and was stunned for a moment: "What's wrong?"

Ye Tinghe said in a muffled voice, "It's okay."

Lin Zhao sat beside him and said with a smile, "Didn't you have a lot of courage when you kissed me yesterday? Why are you crying alone now?"

Ye Tinghe was already fine, but because of his teasing, he asked with red eyes, "Can you leave now?"

Lin Zhao blinked in astonishment, stopped laughing, and asked him softly, "What's wrong with you?"

"Do you know that you often do things that can be misunderstood?" Ye Tinghe said to him, "Many of us, being kind to ourselves and those who are useful to us are already very difficult. Who would treat those people like you?" Irrelevant people?"

Lin Zhao answered his first question: "I know."

Ye Tinghe looked at him: "You also know... After all, I told you, I like you."

Lin Zhao nodded slightly.

"You can't respond to me, why do you still make fun of this matter?" Ye Tinghe tilted his head, his eyelashes moved slightly, and ripples spread in his pupils, "I can't be nice to everyone like you. I only have one favorite, which is very precious, not something that can be made fun of casually, not even you."

Lin Zhao pursed his lips, suddenly not knowing what to say.

He still can't understand the specific meaning of liking in Ye Tinghekou, this word is too far away from him.

When he was a teenager, he had envisioned his own ending. As a good-looking object, it would be smashed when it could not maintain its glamorous appearance, instead of becoming a lover with someone, staying with him for a lifetime, and dying of old age normally.

On many nights when he was so painful that he couldn't sleep, he thought of the short life carried by the name "Lin Zhao", and thought about the meaning of this person's life.

He appreciates flowers blooming and falling snow, and likes to fulfill all things that can be fulfilled, and to see people smile and be satisfied.

He feels that everything in the world has its own meaning, except himself.

"I'm sorry." He could only apologize for his incomprehension at this moment, "I don't know how to be honest with you without making you sad."

Tears that kept swirling out of the eyes at this moment, Ye Tinghe clenched his fists tightly, trembling slightly uncontrollably.

He didn't understand why Lin Zhao apologized to him, he just didn't like it, so what's wrong?

The winter wind slammed into the glass, and snow fell from the branches.

Ye Tinghe touched his ears for no reason, and he seemed to hear a distant, huge roar.

In the voice that only he could hear, Ye Tinghe thought desperately:

It's over, he will never forget Lin Zhao in his life.

There was a long silence, only a suppressed sob could be heard in the air.

Lin Zhao's mind went blank, he didn't know what he could do, he could only watch him cry silently, watch him run into the bathroom to clean up his messed up face, and when he came out he still looked like a red-eyed rabbit.

Ye Tinghe walked up to him: "Lin Zhao."

Lin Zhao raised his head and stared at him with quiet eyes.

"Promise me one thing." Ye Tinghe asked unreasonably, "If you don't want me to know that if you die of jealousy in the future, don't treat other people who take advantage of you like me. I don't care how much I have before, I must It's the last one."

His last words were, "I'm not coming to you again."

Lin Zhao nodded and said, "Okay."

At noon, Ji Xu came to pick up Lin Zhao.

Ye Tinghe felt that he had something to say to himself, but he didn't say it in the end.

He dumped the cold boiled eggs into the trash can, Lin Zhao stayed in the kitchen for a few minutes, but did nothing, so he had to try again, but this time it was still unsuccessful.

He stood alone in the kitchen for a long time, and he didn't let himself cry for the second time because he couldn't cook the egg.

Ye Tinghe didn't know if Lin Zhao was an honest person, anyway he wasn't.

A few days later, he remembered the "Carton" script that had been left in the small villa, and he found a reason for himself to be a "dedicated and good actor", and ran over to get it.

Unexpectedly, in just a few days, the building was already empty.

The snow has bent the osmanthus branches, and several ginkgo trees have been completely bald.He looked through the fence at the frozen pool, wondering if the koi's good luck could be used to keep them alive this winter.

He suddenly understood Ji Xu's hesitant eyes that day.

The only one who wants to go back on his word is himself, no one is more honest and keeps his promise than Lin Zhao.

Ye Tinghe thought that he would be sad for a while, but it didn't seem necessary, his life could still go on as usual without any change.

Years ago was the peak of all kinds of evening parties. The team would not allow him to give himself a holiday without authorization, not to mention that he had no reason to take a holiday - after all, the country has not allowed the "Day of Unrequited Love" to be counted as a legal holiday. However, retaliatory measures after the attempt have long been written into the criminal law.

He wants to walk the red carpet in spring and summer haute couture dresses, and show a nice smile to the camera, at least to achieve that when he is pulled out by the marketing account for "comparison of male celebrity red carpet photos", fans don't need to control and comment on Meitu casually It's enough to give it a little popularity, anyway, passers-by have eyes.

He sat down at the meeting place and was dazed for a while, when a slim figure came and sat down beside him.

Ye Tinghe turned his head and met Ren Juzheng looking at him.

Ren Ju didn't seem to have changed much, she was still the bright and beautiful female star, when she didn't deliberately make herself appear approachable, she was very imposing.

She tilted her head towards Ye Tinghe: "What a coincidence, did you forget to tell the organizer in advance?"

Ye Tinghe didn't dare to answer.

Ren Ju asked again: "Or was it deliberately tricked?"

Ye Tinghe blinked a few times, begging for mercy obediently: "...Sister Orange."

Ren Ju snorted, seemed to be in a good mood, and was very talkative at the moment: "For the sake of cooperation soon, I will let you go."

The cooperation between Ye Tinghe and Ren Ju is still early, but it has been a while since the filming of "Si Zhao" has been finished, and if it goes well, it will be released next summer.

He was originally invited to the wrap-up banquet, but he pushed it away with work, which made Lu Pingjia very unhappy, so he called him in the middle of the night and murmured a bunch of inexplicable words.

This silly boy was drunk, but luckily the assistant is still by his side, so there is no need to worry about his innocence.

Ye Tinghe regretfully gave up his attempt to sue his brother.

Finally, he heard Lu Pingjia ask: "My brother plans to let me terminate the contract with the company...Ye Tinghe, when are you leaving?"

Ye Tinghe was silent for a moment, then said, "I won't go."

He wasn't sure if Lu Pingjia heard it, there was light breathing on the phone.A few seconds later, the assistant picked up the phone and said to him, "I'm sorry, Brother Ye, I'm sorry to trouble you, but Jiajia has fallen asleep now."

Ye Tinghe hung up the phone and sat quietly for a while.

Tonight is a full moon, and the night is very beautiful. Ye Tinghe went to the window and took a photo. He felt that it was not bad. After admiring it for a long time, he didn't know who to send it to, so he just found a random corner and uploaded it.

He forced himself not to think about the company, about leaving, or the moon.

He didn't know if he had done it, but for a moment he felt that everything was boring.

After more than five years, Lin Zhao never thought that he would return to Yan's house one day.

Ji Xu pushed open the door and said to him: "A few years ago, everyone went out to live, and only Xiao En came to visit occasionally, but she is still studying outside now, and she might not be able to come back during the Chinese New Year this year. "

Lin Zhao smiled and said, "I don't even like him."

"Yes." Ji Xu sighed, "My uncle is so annoying."

On the snow, two footprints stretched forward. Lin Zhao looked up at the overly old and simple mansion not far away, the emotion in his eyes was dark and difficult to understand.

He didn't like it very much before, and he still doesn't like it when he comes back now.

"You are familiar with Uncle Hong and Aunt Wei. They are the same people from the past. I will tell them if there is any taboo. They are also old and won't bother you if they have nothing to do."

Lin Zhao nodded lightly.

Ji Xu could see that he was not in high spirits, but he couldn't say anything.

He thought for a while, and then conveyed a sentence for Yan Zhiming, "He said, if you are bored, he can find someone with a stricter mouth to stay here with you for a while, anyway, it's not long, and I'll ask your opinion .”

Lin Zhao heard the sound but asked, "Stay with me or watch me?"

Ji Xu froze for a moment, before he could speak, he saw Lin Zhao stepping into the room.

A beam of winter sun illuminated the ancient furniture in the room, and in a corner, the vase that he had broken had already been replaced with a new one.The current one inserted a bouquet of fluffy eternal flowers, I don't know if it was Xiao En or whoever did it.

He stared at it for a moment, and only said to Ji Xu who was following him: "Whatever, just be quiet."