President, he can't control the Shura field.

It was at this moment that Cheng Lian suddenly made up his mind.

For other people's things, he is indifferent and alienated, without the slightest interest.

For the things he cares about, he is selfish and lonely, and doesn't like to share.

When did he change?he was thinking.

The first time he saw Jiang Tang and the others looking at Jian Fanchen in the office, he stayed out of it.

When he went to the music festival with Jian Fanchen, passers-by cast curious or friendly glances at them, but he didn't take it too seriously.

But this time he felt different, he cared about Jian Fanchen.

On the way from the airport to the hotel, Xiao Gang talked about the local characteristics.

Cheng Lian faced the wet car window, looking at Jian Fanchen's blurred silhouette in the glass, the air was cold and his heart was hot.

They were staying in the most luxurious hotel on the West Island. Before Xiaogang went to help them check in, he specifically asked, "Mr. Jian, are there two suites, right?"

"Yes, two." Jian Fanchen said without hesitation.

Xiaogang asked them to wait in the VIP lounge, and ran to the front desk with their IDs to check in.

Cheng Lian was ordering coffee for Jian Fanchen, when he heard this, he turned to look at him: "President Jian, you booked two suites?"

Jian Fanchen nodded with a serious expression: "You can rest assured to find creative inspiration here, and I will never disturb you. I heard that the scenery of the winding mountain road here is very beautiful. You can go and see it when you have time."

Crazy hints, Tianya Highway.

"Then can I disturb you?" Cheng Lian's tone was as usual, but he looked at Jian Fanchen with a hint of disappointment in his eyes.

Jian Fanchen was a little puzzled: "Don't you need to be quiet to find inspiration?"

Cheng Lian lowered his head and took a sip of his coffee before slowly saying, "Sometimes you need someone by your side to find inspiration."

Jian Fanchen also took a sip of coffee, thought for a while and said, "As long as I'm not in a meeting, you can come to me anytime."

An artist's temper is really elusive.

When Xiao Gang came over with his room card, he looked a bit embarrassed.

"What's wrong?" Jian Fanchen asked.

Xiaogang's face was all wrinkled: "I'm really sorry...Mr. Jian, you also know that there are too many guests today, and it is inevitable that there will be mistakes in the hotel's work. Your secretary booked two high-rise suites before, and They were specially instructed to be next to each other, but now there is only one high-rise suite left. So there is another one, which can only be arranged in the villa area."

Jian Fanchen felt that there was nothing wrong with the villa area, and there was no need for the two rooms to be next to each other.

"It's okay," he said.

"How far is the villa area from here?" Cheng Lian asked.

Xiao Gang immediately said: "The hotel bus takes only six to seven minutes, and the specifications of the villa area are the same as the hotel suites, and the scenery is better."

"No, it's too far away, the two rooms have to be arranged together." Cheng Lian looked at him coldly, and he saw that he was covered in cold sweat.

"I'm really sorry, Mr. Cheng... I just asked the hotel to check, and there is really no suite..." Xiao Gang's voice trembled a little. He was too scared to meet such a noble ice face. Look each other straight in the eye.

Jian Fanchen saw that the child was frightened, and Cheng Lian was really too, he learned how to play big names before he became popular, and it would be black material to be dug out in the future.

He comforted Xiaogang and said, "It's okay, I can live in the villa area, it's not a big problem."

Cheng Lian turned to look at him with a strong expression: "No. Mr. Jian, Secretary An told me that I can't stay too far away from you."

This look also startled Jian Fanchen, as for?Just stay in a hotel.

Cheng Lian saw Jian Fanchen's micro expressions in his eyes, and he realized that his emotions were a bit too much.

He knew he was paranoid, but he didn't want to scare Jian Fanchen.

A second later, he put away his thoughts, and politely said to Xiao Gang: "I'm sorry, please change me to the room closest to President Jane's suite, a single room is fine."

"Single room?" Xiao Gang repeated, afraid of hearing it wrong.It is true that the general assistants live in a single room, but it is different in a company of Jane's level. Their meetings emphasize the need for special hospitality.

Cheng Lian was unexpectedly down-to-earth: "Yes, any single room is fine, as long as it's in a hotel."

Jian Fanchen said: "No, the uncomfortable environment will affect the creation."

Cheng Lian looked at him, leaned into his ear, and said in a low voice, "Boss Jian, I have a strange habit when I write songs. The bigger the house, the bigger the house will collapse, and the best thing is to write in a small dark room."

Jian Fanchen stared at him sideways, no wonder in the original text he would be inspired whenever he was abused.

Tsk, you dark hero.

"Then please open a private room for him." Jian Fanchen said to Xiao Gang.

Single rooms are on the lower floors and suites are on the upper floors.

As soon as Cheng Lian entered the room, he lay down on the bed with a black shark pillow hanging around his neck.

He turned his head sideways, and there was the scent of Jian Fanchen's shampoo on it.

With Jian Fanchen's aura, he felt full of creative inspiration.

In fact, during this period of time, his inspiration has not stopped. He picked up his mobile phone and clicked on his demo, and the fifth edition of "Highway to the End of the World" sounded from the speaker.

This song was actually written long ago, he just didn't want to tell Jian Fanchen.

Firstly, he was not sure if Jian Fanchen would like it, and secondly, he always felt that the song was not finished, so he still had an excuse to meet Jian Fanchen alone.

Inexplicably, it seems that as long as he is writing "Highway to the End of the World", Jian Fanchen will follow him willfully.

It was almost four o'clock in the afternoon when Jian Fanchen finished the meeting, and when he got back to his room, he received a WeChat message from Cheng Lian.

【Mr. Jian, can you accompany me for a walk on the mountain? 】

Jian Fanchen got up early today to catch a flight, and had several hours of meetings. He was actually a little tired, but thinking that these few days were really crucial to Cheng Lian, he agreed without wanting to affect his emotions.

Thinking that he was really going to take a walk up the mountain, he even changed into a sports coat and sneakers.

But at the entrance of the hotel, Cheng Lian drove to pick him up.

"Aren't you going for a walk?" Jian Fanchen asked.

Cheng Lian smiled: "The weather is bad, let's drive."

Hearing that he didn't need to walk, Jian Fanchen relaxed a little, and put on his seat belt happily.

They drove on the winding mountain road in the West Island, but because of the pattering rain, the sky was very cloudy, and they could not overlook the beautiful scenery of the sea and the sky.

Sitting in the car, Jian Fanchen looked out the window and said, "The weather is bad, so I can't see anything."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Cheng Lian worriedly.

Cheng Lian drove the car, the mountain road had many curves, but he was very steady, his slender fingers tapped on the steering wheel.

"It's okay, rainy days have the beauty of rainy days." Sensing his gaze, Cheng Lian's lips curved again, "The Tianya Highway in my heart is rainy days, so it's very emotional."

After hearing what he said, Jian Fanchen was relieved.Regardless of whether it's rainy or sunny, it's a sunny day that can inspire the hero.

Cheng Lian originally wanted to drive to the top of the mountain, but the rain was getting heavier, the curves were getting tighter, and the visibility gradually decreased.

If he was alone, he would really like this kind of excitement, but now that Jian Fanchen is here, he doesn't want to take risks.

To be on the safe side, he stopped at the first viewing platform.

"Want to go down for a walk?" Jian Fanchen asked.

Although it is raining, but the wind is not strong, you should be able to hold an umbrella.

Cheng Lian actually didn't think about it.

He didn't need to come to this place to find some inspiration, and with today's weather, he was afraid that Jian Fanchen would be cold.

But he looked back at a big umbrella on the back seat, hesitated, and said, "Okay."

He got out of the car first, held an umbrella and walked around to the passenger driver to open the door for Jian Fanchen.

Although the umbrella is not small, it is still a bit reluctant to share it with two men who are about 1.8 meters tall.

Cheng Lian tilted the umbrella towards Jian Fanchen, and leaned his body there, shoulders and arms touching together.

He remembered that this was the second time he held an umbrella with Jian Fanchen, the last time was at the beach.

But shade from the rain is more ambiguous than shade from the sun.

After all, the weather is very wet.

No matter what, putting on a layer of water vapor is like putting on a filter, everything is distorted, but it seems to look better.

The world outside the umbrella is damp, and so is a heart inside the umbrella.

They stopped on the edge of the cliff and looked out to sea, but all they could see was a white mist.

"The sea is there, but I can't see it." Jian Fanchen said.

Cheng Lian turned his head to look at him, then turned back to look ahead: "Just wait for the sun to come out."

Jian Fanchen took out his mobile phone and checked: "It will not stop tonight, it seems that there is a rainstorm warning."

"Really?" Cheng Lian lowered his head, his eyes fell on the frequency screen of his mobile phone, "Why didn't anyone remind me when I went up the mountain just now?"

Just as he was talking, his cell phone rang.

But he didn't think about it.

"Your call." Jian Fanchen said, and took the umbrella in his hand, "Go ahead, I'll open the umbrella."

When reaching out to catch the umbrella, his cold fingers touched the back of Cheng Lian's hand.

It was obvious that Jian Fanchen's hands were cold, but Cheng Lian's whole body became hot as if being burned by a raging fire.

He didn't dare to look at Jian Fanchen, took a deep breath and picked up the phone.

It was the call from the front desk of the hotel, reminding him to pay attention to safety and go down the mountain as soon as possible.

"Okay, I see, thank you." After hanging up the phone, he looked at Jian Fanchen.

Originally, he wanted to take Jian Fanchen down the mountain immediately, but after being disturbed by others, he became rebellious and unwilling to do what others told him to do.

He's hot, and he doesn't want to leave.Now there are only him and Jian Fanchen in the mountains, and his head is getting hot.

"Did the hotel call?" Jian Fanchen asked him.

"Yes." Cheng Lian replied perfunctorily, "Give me the umbrella."

He reached for the umbrella and touched Jian Fanchen's hand again.

A burst of cold made his whole body burn even more.

He suddenly thought, if he didn't go down the mountain now, and when the thunderstorm came, would he and Jian Fanchen be trapped on the mountain logically.

"Mr. Jian, would you be afraid if we were trapped in the mountains?" He asked half-jokingly.

Jian Fanchen heard the meaning of the joke, and said with a smile, "I must be afraid. I heard that this mountain is scary. I am most afraid of the dark, ghosts, and wolves... It would be so cold to be trapped on this mountain." Hungry again, I'm sure I'll cry."

Cheng Lian's Adam's apple twitched, and his eyes began to heat up.

Seeing that he didn't reply, Jian Fanchen looked a little dull, and snapped his fingers next to his ear: "Hey, are you scared?"

Cheng Lian came back to his senses and pursed his lips.

"Did you get inspiration? Then you stay for a while, I'll wait for you in the car." Afraid of disturbing him, Jian Fanchen turned around and walked in the direction of the car, regardless of the rain.

But it was raining and the ground was wet. When he turned around, his feet slipped, and he couldn't stand still, so he leaned back.

Cheng Lian let go of the umbrella in his hand, and hugged him tightly.

His hot chest was pressed against Jian Fanchen's back.

At this moment, my heart felt cold, because there was an abyss behind Jian Fanchen.

"Thank you, thank you..." Jian Fanchen looked back at the cliff with lingering fear.

The railing was so low that he almost fell off it.

"Let's go back." Cheng Lian said.

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