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After sending the WeChat message, Yan Mingyang kept staring at the phone screen, waiting for a reply.He was standing in front of the unit door with a thermos bucket full of fish soup.

His fingers clenched a little unconsciously, feeling a little uneasy in his heart.

Knocking on the door of the heart, how can it be so simple.

After 5 minutes without embarrassment, Shen Zui replied with a full stop.

Yan Mingyang thought for a while, and pressed the house number of Shen Zui's house.The machine was beeping, and he was a little absorbed in looking at the display screen.

When it was about to hang up automatically, the door lock opened with a snap.Half of a small face was revealed on the screen, with a pointy chin and a flat lip.

Yan Mingyang pulled the door of the unit, and subconsciously said hello through the display screen, "Little Tu."

There was no movement on the half of the small face. After opening the door, he turned and walked back into the room.

Yan Mingyang sighed vaguely, opened the door and went in.

Probably because he was too lazy to make another trip, Shen Zui had already opened the anti-theft door of his house in advance.When Yan Mingyang arrived, the door was just ajar, and a small light shone through it.

Yan Mingyang knocked twice symbolically, and there was a strong smell of perfume in the room.After he came in, he looked inside, and found that Shen Zui was lying on the sofa looking at something, wearing a soft gray home clothes.

"Don't do this next time, it's not safe." Yan Mingyang closed the door and put the thermos on the table, "You are a star, so you have to pay more attention than ordinary people."

Shen Zui raised his head and glanced at Yan Mingyang, expressionless, "Where are the fish?"

Yan Mingyang pointed to the thermos.

"Pour it out and put it in the refrigerator." Shen Zui turned over, picked up the tablet and continued to read, "I ate it tonight."

Yan Mingyang picked up the thermos and looked around in the kitchen, but he didn't see a bowl that was big enough.

"Give you two bowls?"

Shen Zui was still lying on the sofa, humming.

The fish soup was still hot, so Yan Mingyang poured two bowls, wrapped them in plastic wrap, and did not put them in the refrigerator immediately.

Shen Zui on the sofa moved his nose and swallowed unconsciously.

"All right?" Shen Zui heard Yan Mingyang come out of the kitchen.

"Yeah." Yan Mingyang washed his hands and sat down on the sofa next to Shen Zui, "Don't look at it like that, it's not good for your eyes."

Shen Zui didn't speak, but took the tablet a little farther away, seeming quite serious.

"What are you looking at?" Yan Mingyang took a closer look, "A script?"

"Arias from Qi Opera." After Shen Zui finished speaking, he unconsciously raised his eyes to glance at Yan Mingyang, and added, "The teacher has selected some easy-to-learn arias, let me choose one myself."

"Let me take a look." Yan Mingyang unknowingly moved closer to Shen Zui, he reached out to pick up the tablet, and flipped through it.

Shen Zui looked at Yan Mingyang.He pursed his lips and did not stop.

Qi opera originated from country tunes, and most of the arias are popular folk stories.There are love tragedies, wits fighting landlords, and romance legends.

Yan Mingyang took it seriously.Shen Zui propped up his chin with one hand, leaning on the sofa.

"Hutu asked me to choose the easiest one among these few," Shen Zui pouted, "but since the teacher chose these for me, it means that they are all masterable."

"Indeed." Yan Mingyang clicked to turn the page, "No one is born knowing everything, can't you still learn it?"

Shen Zui lay crookedly on the sofa, looking up at Yan Mingyang.Yan Mingyang looked casual, but his eyes were focused.

"What's wrong?" Yan Mingyang noticed that Shen Zui was looking at him, and he lowered his head, "Do you have any thoughts?"

"Hmm..." Shen Zui's eyes drifted away.He whimpered and said nothing.

"I originally thought that if you sang the aria in "Tassel", the effect would be the best." Yan Mingyang flicked the screen, "But there is none here."

"That aria is quite long, and it's still difficult to learn." Shen Zui lay back on the sofa again.He rested his hands on his pillow, his bare little feet flopped on the armrest, "I only learned a few words back then."

"It was because of those few words that Director Xia insisted on choosing an actor from Qishi, so that I would have a chance."

The curtains are not fully drawn, and the city and the moon are outside the window glass.Yan Mingyang watched quietly for a while, and raised his hand to let him rest on his lap.

"What are you doing?!" Suddenly, a hand touched his face, and Shen Zui sat up in a jerk.He turned around and glared at Yan Mingyang, "Today is not your business time."

Yan Mingyang smiled helplessly, "I just want you to pillow on my lap so that my neck can be more comfortable."

I don't know if I am drunk or not.He didn't speak, just pulled a cushion and lay down.

Under the moonlight, her drunken face flushed red, but her eyes turned cold.He is not used to such intimate words and deeds when he is not "whoring for nothing".

"Nothing else, you can go back first."

Yan Mingyang was silent for a few seconds, and put the tablet where Shen Zui could reach.He got up, straightened his clothes habitually, "I'll put the fish soup in the refrigerator for you, remember to drink it tomorrow."

"En." Shen Zui didn't look back.

He could hear Yan Mingyang entering the kitchen again, and then the refrigerator door was opened, and the refrigerator door was closed again.

Yan Mingyang came out of the kitchen, still lying on the sofa intoxicated, as if he hadn't moved.

"Aria..." Yan Mingyang paused before walking to the door.He turned back and said, "Choose your favorite; if you have any difficulties, remember to tell me."

"Not to mention anything else, I still have a lot of learning experience; it doesn't matter if you don't know, just go and learn."

His intoxicated eyes stared straight out of the window, where there was nothing but dark blue.

He hummed lightly.

"I've been very busy recently." Shen Zui said.

Yan Mingyang had just put on the doorknob when he heard the words and turned around.

Shen Zui was still lying down, his voice was muffled as if he had been suppressed, "It's almost the end of the year, Mr. Yan probably won't be free either."

Yan Mingyang is well-versed in the world, he didn't even start to be startled, and he heard the overtones of intoxication.

Intoxicated and vaguely want to stop.

He was like a timid little rabbit, because he was injured and never dared to come out of the hole again.

Occasionally, the little rabbit would be attracted by the outside world, squatting at the hole and watching eagerly, curious and envious; but after a while, he curled his tail and retracted.

Yan Mingyang suddenly felt a sore eyeball.The tip of his nose may be red.

After finishing speaking, Shen Zui calmly listened with his ears up.He didn't move at all, as if he didn't care at all.

After some time, there was finally a voice.The door should have been pushed open, and Yan Mingyang left.

Shen Zui's held breath fell as expected.He lost his mind for a moment.

"Be careful when you're busy." A voice suddenly came from outside the door.

Yan Mingyang's tone was indifferent.He selectively responded to Shen Zui's words, "Since you are busy, I will send you stewed fish every week from now on."

Shen Zui froze for a moment, his eyes slowly widened in astonishment.

But before he could sit up and talk, Yan Mingyang closed the door with a bang, turned around and left.