dream winter

That day, Meng Dongchu returned to the villa by the sea early, took a shower, turned off the light in the bedroom, and lay on the sofa next to the bed thinking about things.

Gu Minghe was right, he didn't think about himself too much, he didn't think about what would happen in the future.Why, because this kind of life can't see the future at all.If no one mentioned it, Meng Dongchu felt that he would live in such a muddle-headed way. Anyway, he was used to this kind of muddle-headed life.But Gu Minghe's words sounded like a wake-up call to his ears—"What are you going to do after you leave Yang Han?"

How to do?

Continue to open that gallery that he doesn't understand?The gallery wasn't his after all.Continuing to go back to acting is the best way out, but Yang Han probably won't agree. It is very difficult for Yang Han to "approve" even Meng Dongchu's business trip for three or four days now.

And if he wants to go out to act, the 20-year contract has to be put on the agenda again.When the time comes, Yang Han will be holding him in his hand all the time, and it will feel indescribably uncomfortable. ——Although he is living a peaceful life now, he doesn't want to live like this for the rest of his life.

But how?

Meng Dongchu realized that he had already worn out his vigor. At the beginning, he dared to fight with others when he disagreed with him, uttered wild words, looked at no one in his eyes, and beat Yang Han directly in the face. Now he is a little tired and can't do such a thing. Here comes the matter.

No matter what, there is no good result anyway.

The more I thought about it, the lower my mood became. I thought a lot aimlessly, and the more I thought about it, the more drowsy I became, and I fell asleep on the sofa.

Yang Han didn't come back until midnight after socializing, and walked to the bed while taking off his clothes, but he didn't see Meng Dongchu.Normally, Meng Dongchu would have fallen asleep, and Yang Han would kiss him awake with the smell of alcohol, and Meng Dongchu would beat him to take a bath.

Could it be that you haven't come back so late today?Yang Han tore off his tie and turned around, only to find that Meng Dongchu was lying on the sofa and fell asleep, with his coat thrown on the blanket beside him.Every time Meng Dongchu went to a party, he was always well-dressed. At this time, he was wearing trousers and a shirt, sleeping with his clothes on. The handmade clothes outlined his graceful figure. Probably for the sake of comfort, he pulled off his tie , two buttons of the white shirt were undone, revealing a beautifully shaped collarbone, and the fair skin exposed by the narrow opening was imaginative, but the person lying down didn't realize it, the messy black hair was a little long, Covering his closed eyes, he slept peacefully.But Yang Han knows how attractive these eyes are when they are opened.

Looking at Meng Dongchu from such a distance, Yang Han suddenly remembered the original appearance. He also looked at Meng Dongchu from such a distance, as if there was a magnetic field, attracting himself to him.

Meng Dongchu is different and special.Yang Han knew this a long time ago. He always thought that this special attraction would slowly disappear after he got it, but it turned out not to be.

Meng Dongchu woke up from his sleep and realized that someone was ripping off his clothes. When he opened his eyes, he saw Yang Han.Seeing that he woke up, Yang Han leaned down and kissed Meng Dongchu's soft lips affectionately. Meng Dongchu was entangled in trifles and was not in the mood to deal with him at all, but he knew it would not work, so he had to raise his body to meet his kiss.Yang Han kissed Meng Dongchu's lips all the way to the delicate skin around his neck. Meng Dongchu was particularly sensitive to the inside. Yang Han kissed and sucked there, making Meng Dongchu's body tremble slightly. His body had long been captured by Yang Han. Cold has changed.Sensing Meng Dongchu's emotion, Yang Han pushed him down forcefully, and tore off his shirt...

After they were done, they were going to take a bath. Meng Dongchu stood up from the sofa, his legs were trembling non-stop. Yang Han smiled when he saw it, picked him up, and walked to the bathroom. Meng Dongchu woke up a little and knew If you don’t say it now, you will suffer in the future anyway, so he said: “You put me down, I have something to tell you.”

When Meng Dongchu said it, his face was facing the direction of Yang Han's chest, he didn't dare to look at Yang Han's face, the hot air sprayed straight to Yang Han's chest, Yang Han liked the soft look, so he put him on the bed, listen to him.

Meng Dongchu was a little embarrassed, he was hugged by Yang Han just now, and he has forced himself to get used to it these days.It's just that even though part of his body is sticking to the bed, he is still in Yang Han's embrace.He himself was naked, but Yang Han was wearing his shirt and trousers, which was too embarrassing for him.

It's just that Yang Han likes him like this. If he keeps struggling, he will only get more embarrassing results. These days, Meng Dongchu also knows, so Meng Dongchu gritted his teeth and said: "Yang Han, I, I want to go out and act. .”

Yang Han was still stroking Meng Dongchu's leg to tease him, but now he stopped: "What did you say?"

"I think, opening a gallery is not suitable for me, I'd rather act." Meng Dongchu said in a consistent tone.He understood that he acted weaker, and even begged Yang Han, maybe there would be different effects, but the last little bit of self-esteem played a role at this time, and he didn't want to ask for such a basic personal need. begged from another.In fact, during the time they spent together, Meng Dongchu was neither humble nor overbearing, and was never willing to belittle himself. This was all due to his humble self-esteem.

"Isn't this good now?" Yang Han was used to Meng Dongchu being by his side all the time, and he didn't want to let him go out to film for a long time.

Seeing that Yang Han was going to deny it, Meng Dongchu knew that once he denied it, others would never want to mention it again, so Meng Dongchu said: "I thought about it, I can sign the contract you gave me back then." Meng Dongchu Knowing that he would definitely have to pay the price this time, he thought about it. Although it has been 20 years, there are many variables hidden in it, and many things are uncertain.At this moment, Meng Dongchu can only choose to care about the present, as long as Yang Han agrees now, everything will be fine in the future.

Yang Han's face was cloudy and uncertain, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Meng Dongchu then added: "I have to plan for myself, I'm not young anymore..."

If Meng Dongchu's proposal just now was the trigger, now Meng Dongchu's repeated promises really annoyed Yang Han.

Meng Dongchu didn't know, but Yang Han hoped that Meng Dongchu could come and have a good talk with him.

Getting along these days, Yang Han thought that their relationship had taken a step forward. Although they were not partners, at least it was an improvement compared to the previous one that threatened the other.But Meng Dongchu's words brought their relationship back to the past.Yang Han instantly understood that these days, Meng Dongchu was just acting. With his courageous opening and his businesslike tone, Meng Dongchu still regarded him as the old Yang Han. Their relationship has never changed. Meng Dongchu has calmly seen the relationship between them, and has become sensible.

Yang Han felt powerless, helpless, and then just angry. This anger had to be vented on Meng Dongchu to vent his anger.It is a kind of humbleness from the superior, so it can easily ferment into other emotions from the heart of the master who spurned him to vent.

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The next day, when Meng Dongchu woke up, Yang Han had disappeared.Meng Dongchu's body hurt everywhere, he was so bruised and purple that he couldn't see anyone, he was habitually looking for ointment, but he saw a printed contract on the bedside table next to him, with a pen next to it.

Lying in bed, Meng Dongchu read the contract again. After including the signing fee, investment in film and television production and publicity costs, the amount was hundreds of millions. He was not at a loss after all the calculations. He took a pen and signed the contract.

After signing, Meng Dongchu felt a little sad, got up and wanted to tear up the contract, but stopped again, feeling ridiculous for his behavior, felt his eyes moist while laughing, and then his body hurt so much that he rolled all over the bed.

The author has something to say: This chapter is stuck in my heart.

Sure enough, I haven’t written for a long time, and I don’t feel like it, even desolate