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The people and things that come and go are like the gears in a watch, running in an orderly manner.Shen Zui stood at the elevator entrance, while waiting, he glanced at Yan Mingyang's office, and the door opened again after a while.

Yan Mingyang took the computer and hurried to another meeting room.

Shen Zui watched Yan Mingyang calmly until he was discovered.

Yan Mingyang was looking at the computer while walking.When he passed the second turning, he seemed to feel something, and turned his head to look at the elevator.

Shen Zui calmly showed a casual smile, without any shyness.

Yan Mingyang paused, and unconsciously lowered his arm holding the computer.He narrowed his eyes, no one in this space noticed him and Shen Zui staring at each other.

After a while, Shen Zui looked away and started talking with Hu Tu beside him.

Yan Mingyang continued to stand there for a while, not knowing what he was thinking.At that moment just now, he felt as if he was very close to Shen Zui, yet further away.

With a ding, the elevator door opened.Shen Zui put on his mask and walked in, he didn't look at Yan Mingyang again.

"Boss Yan?"

The people in the conference room waited for Yan Mingyang for a long time, and Secretary No. [-] came out to check on the situation.

"It's okay." Yan Mingyang looked casual.He tapped the keyboard nonchalantly, and left the place where he could see the elevator door without hesitation, "Let's go."

Love is the instinct and right of all creatures, but falling in love is not something that everyone can do.

Yan Mingyang is too busy.

He is not good at this subjectively, and objectively lacks the time, even if he occasionally wants to chat with Shen Zui, he doesn't know where to start.

When he finished work late at night countless times, Yan Mingyang briefly had the idea of ​​taking a vacation, just like Pei Yan.

But soon, he dismissed this unrealistic idea.

Pei Yan is just a director who only owns one company.And he, Yan Mingyang, has countless projects in his hands, and he no longer has the freedom to rest wantonly.

Yan Mingyang frankly admits that he is a layman.There is no way for him to abandon his thriving career openly and do whatever he wants without regard to the consequences.

Summer in Shanghai is long and hot.The hot steam in the air was ambitious and squeezed everyone irresistibly.

Shen Zui seldom goes out recently, even the frequency of saber practice has decreased.He officially resumed work, and he was accompanied by his agent, assistant, and driver when he went in and out.

During this time, Yan Mingyang did not say goodbye to intoxication.He was well aware of the purpose of intoxication.

The idea of ​​intoxication is simple and pure.He doesn't seek fame or profit, he just wants to control Yan Mingyang and destroy him.

Perhaps the result of "destroying" itself is not that important, what is intoxicated and enjoyed is the process of oppressing and destroying Yan Mingyang.

When Yan Mingyang saw Liang Ce at work every day, it was as if he saw a knife on his neck.

Liang Ce once took the initiative to come to Yan Mingyang after get off work one day, and politely "explained" that he was photographed last time because he had just fallen in love with Shen Zui and was not proficient in business.

He also casually mentioned that he was led to meet Liu Heng by Shen Zui that night.

Yan Mingyang calmly sent Liang Ce a letter.

Throughout the summer, Shen Zui stayed at home and read scripts.He tried several movies, including "Under the Blue Sky".

Hu Tu keenly sensed the possibility of intoxicating the gods, and did not sign any contracts arbitrarily.When he was intoxicated reading the script, Hu Tu was negotiating conditions and prices with the film studio.

Yan Mingyang said euphemistically that he could act for Shen Zui and negotiate the conditions that Shen Zui wanted.

But it's a bit embarrassing to be confused.His embarrassment was not that Shen Zui refused to accept Yan Mingyang's help, but that Shen Zui seemed to be still waiting for something.

It was not the first time that Yan Mingyang had experienced intoxicated stubbornness.He did a little research and learned that there was a film festival for young directors this fall.

There is a high probability that Zhou Dafei, who is inexplicably loved by Shen Zui, will participate.In addition, there are rumors that Xia Rusen, who has been ill for a long time, may serve as a judge, and there may be other projects in the future.

That evening, Yan Mingyang was silent after listening to Sang Lili's report on the investigation.He leaned back on the chair, staring out of the window in a daze, with a cigarette between his fingers and an unlit one.

After a long time, Yan Mingyang said slowly, "What will happen if you play "Spring Rest" intoxicated?"

Sang Lili didn't intend to give Yan Mingyang this face, and said bluntly, "It will be [-] times better than his performance in "Lose Temperature."

"Ten thousand times?" Yan Mingyang was slightly taken aback.

"It's not the problem of "Lose Temperature." Sang Lili hugged the document in her hand tightly, pursing her lips, "It's about Shen Zui and "Spring Rest"—they are irreplaceable to each other."

"You are an intoxicated fan." Yan Mingyang said a declarative sentence.

"Yes." Sang Lili said, "Like many intoxicated fans, I have been waiting with him for "Spring Rest" for a long, long time."

Yan Mingyang was still looking out of the window without speaking.He waved his hand lightly, indicating that Sang Lili could leave work early.

"Spring Rest" is a not too long movie.Xia Rusen is a very persistent filmmaker, and he refuses to cut in any extra second of water injection.

Yan Mingyang sat in the office and finished watching "Spring Rest" alone.When the film was played to the end, the window was just covered with twilight, and it seemed that there were still a few touches of sunset in the clouds that had not completely faded.

The cast and credits scrolled on the screen, and there was a line in it that read "Special thanks to Shen Zui".

Yan Mingyang felt a little stuffy in his chest.He was inconceivable, unable to understand the purpose of this acknowledgment.

Will Shen Zui know that he has been "specially thanked"?

Will he be happy, will he be comforted a little bit?

...

Shen Zui may not have seen the end credits of this movie at all.

Yan Mingyang is extremely convinced of this idea at the moment.I know my little Tu, who has been delicate and sensitive since he was a child, squeamish and loves to cry, he absolutely does not want to see the end of the film.

At the end of the film, the other people are stacked neatly together, and he is the only one missing.

Yes, he certainly didn't look.

Yan Mingyang came out of the company and walked to the door of Shen Zui's house without knowing it.

It was completely dark.Yan Mingyang stood by the flower bed at the entrance of the unit, and he didn't know why he came here.

He looked up and saw that the windows of Shen Zui's house were lit.

With a click, the unit door opened.

Yan Mingyang was still looking at the lamp high up, when a figure walked towards him.

"What are you doing?" A familiar voice sounded, slightly puzzled.

Only then did Yan Mingyang lower his head, only to see Shen Zui standing in front of him with two black plastic bags in his hands.

The dim street lamps illuminated the intoxicated and thin face in the dark night, and the night wind blew his long fine hair. That face was a combination of beauties, so beautiful that people couldn't pick out the reason.

"You—" Yan Mingyang hadn't seen Shen Zui for several months, and almost blurted out why you are here.

Shen Zui tilted his head slightly, as if waiting for Yan Mingyang to answer.

"You, are you going out?" Yan Mingyang took a while to spell out a greeting that didn't make a big mistake.

"Throw out the trash." Shen Zui lifted up the black plastic bag in his hand expressionlessly, "Please make room for me."

Only then did Yan Mingyang realize that he was standing right in front of the trash can, completely blocking it.

On the right is the flower bed, Yan Mingyang could only take two steps to the left.

Indulge in throwing away garbage by category.Yan Mingyang stood aside, staring at him intently, and seemed to swallow with his lips pursed.

After throwing away the last bag of trash, Shen Zui looked up at Yan Mingyang without emotion.

"What's wrong?" Yan Mingyang asked.

"I know I'm good-looking," Shen Zui turned around with a serious and natural tone, "but you don't have to keep staring at me like this."

"........."

"Is there anything you can do for me?" Shen Zui crossed his arms.

Long time no see, the intoxicated attitude is neither near nor far, as if talking with a passer-by who has neither grudge nor enmity.

Yan Mingyang was unhappy to find that he still didn't know what to say to Shen Zui.

"If it's okay, I'll go first." Shen Zui took out the hand sanitizer from his pocket, and wiped it on the back of his hand.He put on a black mask, turned around and walked outside.

"Are you going out at night?" Yan Mingyang followed and frowned, "Why is there no driver?"

"I'm going for a walk." Shen Zui rolled his eyes, "Why did you call the driver? Are you driving away?"

"........."

Shen Zui didn't mean to wait for Yan Mingyang.His pace continued unabated, and he seemed reluctant to walk with others.

"I watched "Spring Rest" today." Yan Mingyang said behind Shen Zui.

"So." Shen Zui paused for a moment, then glanced back at Yan Mingyang, without any warmth.

"Your name is included in the special credits at the end of the film." Yan Mingyang seemed a little nervous, "Only your name."

There was a moment of surprise between the intoxicated brows, but then he returned to his expressionless face.The corner of his lips curled up, and he actually took two steps towards Yan Mingyang.

Yan Mingyang was stunned and didn't quite understand for a while.

"Yan Mingyang," Shen Zui pursed his lips, and the sound of the words flowed out from between his teeth, filled with cold sarcasm, "You don't think that I can forgive you like this, do you?"