low boyfriend

Ten years of hard work went to waste.

Xi Yuan stood in the empty house, looked at his own grave, and repeated that sentence in his heart, returning to before liberation.

...not even before liberation.

Think back then even if he didn't make any money, at least he didn't owe any money.

It's good now, the eldest son has paid for everything, and he still owes the company a debt that he can't pay back for several lifetimes. He can't find that figure even if he sells three Lamborghinis. If you say that you don't want to commit suicide quickly and start over again, what are you waiting for? Woolen cloth.

Xi Yuan didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

An artist can owe so much money to the company, does it also mean that he was indeed popular enough back then?

Wang Jing has spoken, and you will lose a lot of money just for the 23 advertisements and endorsements. We are a big company, and if you want to put it in an ordinary company, you will be dragged down by yourself.

Xi Yuan is sorry to the sky and the ground again.

I am most sorry for my parents.

Xi Yuan went back home, this was the only time after the accident, his father didn't throw him out when he entered the door.

The old couple also heard about this, Xi Yuan's father stayed upstairs and never showed up, so Xi Yuan's mother chatted with Xi Yuan at home for a long time.

Xi Yuan's side has almost run out of money, and now he is penniless, and he still slaps his face swollen in front of his mother to pretend to be fat.

Originally, his mother wanted to give Xi Yuan some money, although it would not be effective in repaying the money, but at least it could ensure that his son would spend his days normally without any problems.

But Xi Yuan quickly waved his hands and declined when he heard it, "Just keep the little money you two have, I won't be unable to eat for a while, it's okay, I just told you the situation first, don't look back and see the news nonsense Ba Dao will scare you again."

Before leaving, he comforted his mother, not daring to say how much debt he owed, "It's not much money, I'll delay it for two years, and I'll pay off some work, it's okay."

Then I lay down on the steering wheel in the car for a long time, as if I was exhausted, until the phone in my pocket rang and I didn't bother to pick it up.

Xi Yuan didn't tell Qiao Ye about his debts. For some reason, he felt that anyone could look down on him, but Qiao Ye couldn't look down on him.

No sympathy.

He just couldn't take it.

Therefore, Xi Yuan tried his best to behave as normal as possible. When in front of Qiao Ye, he should act coquettishly and play around.

It is inevitable that some places will be a bit exaggerated.

Catch up with what is missing at home today, if Qiao Ye buys it back, Xi Yuan will quickly get up to find his wallet, and everything worth tens of dollars will have to be returned to Qiao Ye, as if Qiao Ye doesn’t know how to use a penny. wild.

Qiao Ye felt that was a bit too much.

But he didn't say anything, he knew that Xi Yuan didn't want to tell him.

I also tried to test the tone before, and I didn't want Xi Yuan to hold back alone, so I deliberately asked Xi Yuan how to change the car.

But Xi Yuan just prevaricated indifferently, saying that it was snowing in winter and the sports car couldn't be driven, so he changed it with a friend, with a very natural look on his face.

Qiao Ye felt that Xi Yuan might not be taking people for a fool, who would trade LP700 for BMW320?

But he simply acted like a fool, and only when Xi Yuan was rushing to pay the bill again, he emphasized to Xi Yuan, "Even if we are just friends, you and I don't have to count so clearly."

At that time, Xi Yuan was stunned for a moment, then reluctantly put away his wallet, and said half-jokingly: "Don't you plan to settle accounts with me someday."

Qiao Ye also smiled, "There are so many things to count, and I'm afraid I won't be able to count them all in this life."

After Xi Yuan heard this, he walked over and hugged Qiao Ye's back, saying that although Qiao Ye usually looks boring and serious, it's not like he can't speak well.

Qiao Ye also shook Xi Yuan's hand, "Is this a nice word?"

Xi Yuan nodded, "En."

Qiao Ye smiled, and the smile was warm and warm.

But no matter how warm it is, life can no longer be the same as before.

Xi Yuan is much more low-key now, and it can be said that he is struggling.I usually don’t consume when I don’t consume, and I know to turn off the lights that I don’t use at night, and even take a shower much faster than before.

Once when Qiao Ye came out of the bathroom, he saw Xi Yuan counting in the locker room with his leather watch case, picking and choosing, picking up this piece for a while, weighing it, putting it back, and picking it up again. That piece was calculated, but I still couldn't bear it.

It's rare for Qiao Ye to see Xi Yuan's eyes like that, and he can see that he really likes them.So he remembered that when he came back earlier, he saw the bill envelopes on the table in the entrance, and Qiao Ye paid them when Xi Yuan was not paying attention.

It's so damn expensive, the monthly expenses of raising a house are much higher than theirs, especially the heating bill, if Qiao Ye's mother sees it, he might be so scared.

While Qiao Ye was paying for Xi Yuan, he had to feel the awareness of money in his heart, and he couldn't tell what it was like.

Xi Yuan went on a long trip again that day, and it was almost the end of the year, and the company seemed to have arranged some things for him to do.

When Qiao Ye asked what his job was, Xi Yuan didn't elaborate, but said that there was some event in City Y, and he was asked to sing a song.

Qiao Ye felt that it was a good thing, and he was quite happy for Xi Yuan.

But Xi Yuan's complexion was not very good all the time, and he didn't sleep well the night before he left.

It was only later that Qiao Ye found out that it is impossible for Xi Yuan to appear on TV now. The so-called things arranged for him by the company are just those traditional concepts of "walking holes", but other down-and-out artists have to find jobs by themselves, This is a mission sent to him by the government.

Wang Jing explained to Xi Yuan that you can't talk about a comeback now, and no one knows how the masses and society will react to you when you show up again, so let's... test the waters first.

Xi Yuan didn't take that seriously from the very beginning, no matter where City Y is, he could be invited to sing at the annual meeting of any small business in a few small cities, what is he going to do now.

Thinking about how he could have done such a thing back then, he went to the event site and saw that there was not even a dressing room, so he got a standard room to make do, and he slept with his assistant.Not to mention the new assistant, the company sent him such a person, who looked like a novice at first glance, wishing Xi Yuan would have to grab him by the neck to keep him from getting lost, and he didn't even know who was taking care of him. Yuan, or Xi Yuan took care of him.

But now he has no capital to be picky.

Xi Yuan knows very well that in this circle, if he can stand up, he must also be able to stay down.

What's more, the money he owes the company now, what the company asks him to do, he can only obey.

The new assistant's surname is Ji, named Ji Qiang, he is a boy with an average appearance, he is quite enthusiastic when he sees Xi Yuan, and even asks him for his autograph...

Xi Yuan was speechless, hesitating over the notebook with a fountain pen, for a moment, he seemed to have forgotten how to sign his name.

Looking back at night when going to bed, Xiao Ji was inevitably timid, not even daring to change clothes in front of Xi Yuan, his sleepy eyelids kept fighting and stiffened, and he had to wait until Xi Yuan fell asleep before daring to close his eyes.

Xi Yuan watched Xiao Ji like a second idiot. It would be bad if he caught up with him. What kind of spirit is he? Staying up late at home is nothing to worry about. If he has two nights, he will deliberately lie on the bed and watch TV. He told Xiao Ji, "If you are sleepy, go to bed first, and I will turn down the volume of the TV."

But for Xiao Jichou, he gave the panda eyes for three days, just to protect his fragile little daisy.

Xi Yuan misses Qiao Ye very much, very much.

However, the performance went smoothly. On the day of the event, Xi Yuan sang and walked around the auditorium according to the arranged route. Although most people didn't react when they saw him, they didn't throw him at him anyway. The eggs are much better than what Xi Yuan thought before.

It's just that the audience kept staring at him with wide eyes, just like watching a shemale show.

Xi Yuan knew that he was here to be seen as a monkey.

Fortunately, there is no consolation.

What surprised him the most was that there were still fans blocking him outside the hotel. They were all seventeen or eighteen-year-old girls with red faces from the cold. Support you".

Xi Yuan wanted to cry at that moment, and the circles of his eyes immediately turned red.

After making his debut for so long, it was the first time that he ignored the obstruction of his assistants and security guards. He walked over and said a few words to them. He also took off the rings, bracelets, and necklaces and gave them to those crying children. Fans are in memory.

Then I went back to the room and thought about it, and felt that I was too impulsive.

How much does his pile of jewelry cost? Fuck, he can't afford to buy it now!

Xi Yuan was a little melancholy, but also a little emotional.

Also that night, he logged into wb once again, wanting to see if his current reputation is not as bad as before.

The result is still mixed with praise and criticism, what's more, they are still sending him crazy private messages to curse him.

That private message is the strangest, it has always been on the top of the headlines, and there is no avatar, and I send him a message almost every day, just one sentence, why don't you die?

Xi Yuan couldn't tell why there was a thud in his heart, and he silently quit WB as if he hadn't seen it.

On the day he returned to City S, as soon as Qiao Ye entered, he was kicked by his "annoying thing".

The two hugged and gnawed on the ground for a long time. If the ground at the door was not too dirty, they would have taken off their pants and had a blast.

Xi Yuan didn't know what mood he was in now, anyway, after going through this event, he really realized the feeling of falling from the altar, and it didn't seem to be as unacceptable as he imagined.

People, they can't die anyway, why don't they all live.

His face has long been lost.

Xi Yuan cooked the meal that night. When Qiao Ye didn't come back, he went to the supermarket by himself to buy a lot of things and even opened a bottle of expensive red wine.

Qiao Ye has been silently watching Xi Yuan from the sidelines, busy in the kitchen with smooth movements.

It's not that Xi Yuan doesn't know how to cook, but he only knows how to cook a few dishes, all of which are Western food. He learned it specially in the past to pretend to be B in front of the camera.

I didn't expect to show my hand again today.

Xi Yuan set the table and called Qiao Ye over.The table setting is exquisite, and the dishes include steak, salmon, cheese potatoes, and Caesar salad.

"Try it?"

Xi Yuan is quite familiar with his culinary skills, "I dare not say that it is comparable to those foreign chefs, but the taste is definitely not wrong."

In fact, what Xi Yuan said to Qiao Ye was nonsense.

Qiao Ye doesn't understand western food, and he doesn't usually go to places like western restaurants and coffee shops. Even if Xi Yuan messed up, he probably would eat it as if it tasted that way.

Moreover, he couldn't even use a knife and fork well, and it was only under Xi Yuan's advice that he realized that the fork should be held with his left hand.

Qiao Ye blushed a little, but tried his best not to appear too timid.

Then Xi Yuan ate slowly while watching Qiao Ye's movements silently.

Either knocked the plate, or dropped the knife again.

There was a flash of disdain in Xi Yuan's eyes.

But he quickly removed the napkin from his lap, stood up and walked behind Qiao Ye, holding his hand lightly and firmly.

"Hold the knife like this, use the fork like this, don't be so nervous, relax, this angle is the best, not too high, not too low, isn't it much easier?"

Xi Yuan spoke very seriously, teaching Qiao Ye very gently.

"It's best to cut and eat a piece. Of course, we can eat whatever we want when it's just the two of us, but we can't cut everything up and eat it piece by piece outside. That would be impolite."

Qiao Ye tried hard to learn, "Western food is really troublesome."

"I also find it troublesome."

"It's useless to learn."

Xi Yuan glanced at the ceiling, "It's better to know than not to know, no one knows what occasion you will meet in the future, right?"

Qiao Ye lowered his eyes and smiled self-deprecatingly, "I'm afraid I don't have a chance to meet these places where I can use them."

"That's not sure," Xi Yuan hugged his neck and said calmly, "Didn't you sleep with Xi Yuan?"

Qiao Ye's heart warmed, and he turned his head to meet Xi Yuan's beautiful eyes.

"...I want to sleep with you right now."

Xi Yuan narrowed his eyes, patted him on the head once in a while, and went back to sit down again, "Eat your meal!"

"Then I'm full."

"You haven't eaten yet."

"I'll eat later."

"It will be cold for a while, so it can't be hot."

"But I'm hard." Qiao Ye frowned dissatisfied, and cut the steak on the plate vigorously. "You just made me hard."

Xi Yuan laughed, not knowing what he "did wrong".

Later, the two of them tasted red wine, and it was Xi Yuan who was teaching Qiao Ye, from how to hold a glass to how to drink it.

They drank a bottle of wine in a short time.

Xi Yuan became interested, and dragged Qiao Ye to the two rows of wine racks in the basement to pick out wine, picked up this one and opened it to drink half a bottle, and then picked up the other and opened it for a few sips.

Qiao Ye still didn't know what was good and what was bad.

"Actually, I don't know. You can tell the taste clearly after drinking it often."

Xi Yuan was already drunk, and hugged Qiao Ye's shoulders like a buddy, "Anyway, just remember, if you have a chance to pretend to be b in the future, before drinking, hold the cup and shake it gently, and then drink, then Call, sober up."

Qiao Ye was also slightly drunk, so he nodded his head vigorously and shook the cup in his hand. Although he was not interested in these things, he still remembered Xi Yuan's words in his heart like a bible.

He turned around and hugged Xi Yuan, the record player in the corner was still playing nice music.

Xi Yuan also hugged his neck lazily, "Teach you how to dance?"

"kindness."

Then Xi Yuan hugged Qiao Ye's back and led him on a drunken pace.

The two of them just swayed like this, and they didn't know whether they were dancing or just hugging. Anyway, they just swayed like this, and they swayed to the pool table in the middle of the room.

Xi Yuan was already dizzy, feeling like he was being laid down on a hard case, and the unique sound of spheres rolling and colliding could still be heard in his ears.

Then he was also bumped up, the world was spinning, and his head hurt from shaking.His body was also hot and cold, accompanied by faint pain, which made him clenched his hands indiscriminately.

Xi Yuan couldn't help screaming, calling Qiao Ye's name over and over again.

And that person seemed to be calling him too, but not as loud as him, and was submerged in the moving melody from the record player in an instant.