pretend

Qin Yuan was inexplicably uncomfortable.

I don't know if it was because the air conditioner in the theater was turned on too cold, or because Zhang Mingan——Yan Liang's relieved eyes before he fell from the building made him palpitate.

Perhaps in order to break the awkward atmosphere, Yan Liang took the initiative to bring up the topic: "When the last scene was filmed, it was originally required to be a real scene, but considering my severe fear of heights, the crew made special effects in post-production. ...I have to say, this is a pity."

But even so, in fact, he offered to challenge it, but in the end it was rejected due to safety issues.

Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Qin Yuan's complexion suddenly turned extremely pale: "In the future, you are not allowed to make such action-oriented movies."

He seemed to have just woken up from a nightmare, with cold sweat on his forehead, Yan Liang frowned subconsciously, but still raised his hand, trying to wipe the sweat off his forehead.

Unexpectedly, the young master turned his head away and looked at the direction where no one was around, leaving a silent silhouette for Yan Liang.

His fingers on the armrest slowly tightened, "I just don't want to..."

what?

See him fall again?See that face on the screen, that person hovering on the verge of life and death?

Qin Yuan's throat was choked, because he found that he couldn't explain the reason, the messy thoughts burned his reason, and his whole head was buzzing.

Speaking of which, why should I... explain this?

Seeming to have finally realized something, the young benefactor pursed his lips and tightened his jaw without saying a word.But just now, he seemed to have thought of something just now, it seemed that it was also a movie, but there were only two people...

He seemed to be huddled in the same chair with someone, sticking to each other through the thin clothes, so close that he could clearly hear each other's breathing and heartbeat.

Who is that person?

In that dim memory, he tried his best to raise his head, but he could only vaguely see a vague side face, just like what he had experienced countless times... only the flickering light and shadow on the screen lit up The small, tear-like mole under the other party's eyes.

But apart from these meaningless fragments, he couldn't think of anything that would help to restore his memory. His past was always shrouded in a thick fog, distant and vague.

In order to make his head less painful, Qin Yuan finally gave up thinking.

"I'll tell Xu Lan," he rubbed his temples, his voice hoarse: "Give you a little more easy work."

You don't need to show your face so much, you don't have to cover up when you go out to eat—Qin Yuan admitted that he has a little liking for Yan Liang, maybe because of his face, or because of his tenderness and consideration .

He has seen too many good lovers, but most of them pretended to be too obvious, Qin Yuan didn't like... But Yan Liang, Yan Liang was different, he always felt that this person was somewhat sincere to him.

Perhaps the young master felt good about himself, or his fragile self-esteem could not accept the so-called truth - so he stamped wishfully, awkwardly, thinking about how to get closer than now.

He even began to regret why he had to hold people up so high that everyone would see him, so that he would be coveted...

"I will send a sum of money to your card on a regular basis." After leaving the movie theater, Qin Yuan walked ahead without letting the other party see his expression: "Among them, your sister's medical expenses will be calculated separately, although she is now It seems that there is no need to be hospitalized?"

"...Mmm." Yan Liang's voice was very calm, gentle and gentle, just like usual.

"But still check regularly."

"For reimbursement, you can call Xue Yan directly." Qin Yuan stared at the slowly sinking numbers in the elevator: "And if you need money in your life, you can find him..."

Yan Liang looked at his expressionless face on the mirror-like wall, and made the smile on the corner of his mouth more obvious.

After the elevator reached the underground garage, he finally spoke again: "What if I say no?"

The gold master who was walking in front paused.

"...There is no choice." Qin Yuan said coldly, "I'll give it to you, and you can continue..."

And that's all I can give you.

The young master consciously thought absurdly, and added in his heart: Maybe a year later, even these will be gone.

After all, at that time, according to his original plan, he should have left the Qin family completely, and had a great possibility to choose to go abroad... Without connections, status, or even identity, Yan Liang naturally had no need to continue following him.

Yan Liang will not block the rest of his life for a little favor, and he will not change his future decisions just because of a little favor.

The reality is so cruel, just like there is no banquet that never ends...

But what he wants can only be held in his hands before the shelf life expires.

Qin Yuan was thinking paranoidly, walking in front of his own way, unable to see the disappointed eyes and the silent sigh of the people behind him.

The only thing Yan Liang is lucky about now is that the existing contract in his hand will not be affected for the time being. The next day, he packed up his clothes and rushed to the road show.

After the trip to this city was over, he flew to the next city non-stop - but this time, Qin Yuan didn't stop him.

He just insisted that the other party should report regularly every day.

Naturally, Yan Liang had nothing to say, just like what the other party said, he had no right to choose.

With the more frequent road shows, the word-of-mouth of "Abyss" has also increased. Until the day it was officially released, the box office on the first day easily exceeded [-] million. At the last celebration banquet, Yan Liang once again thanked everyone in the crew .

Everyone didn't know why he was so solemn, but they all raised their glasses in response, and said politely that they looked forward to the next cooperation.

After returning to the hotel after the dinner, Jiang Shu came over excitedly and knocked on Yan Liang's door: "Brother Yan, I have a new notebook, are you interested?"

He didn't drink too much this time, he was conscious, his eyes sparkled, and he was obsessed with acting.Yan Liang stared at him for a moment, finally sighed and let him in.

As soon as Jiang Shu entered the door, he started nagging: "Let me tell you, this book, I really like the original novel..."

"Jiang Shu," Yan Liang interrupted him helplessly, "I...I might not accept more complicated scripts for a while."

He said this rather tactfully. In fact, he got the schedule for next year yesterday. Apart from the two urban emotional dramas, there are only commercials and variety shows with a small amount of indoor activities—if it wasn’t for this month’s "support fee" The account has been paid in advance, and he even suspects that he has been hidden by the company.

Jiang Shu was obviously taken aback, and stood there for a while without speaking.

"Is...is it Qin Yuan...?" In the end, he whispered, "Did that bastard force you..."

"He didn't force me." Yan Liang calmly corrected the other party's statement: "I voluntarily."

Jiang Shu bit her lip, looking at the other party with a taste of hatred for iron and steel, but he had already said too much admonishment, Yan Liang was not like this every time, and calmly refuted it.

This person is very sober - he is different from any person Jiang Shu has ever met who was taken care of by the rich and powerful. Yan Liang has no requirements for material things, and even, maybe... doesn't care about career so much.

So why on earth did he insist on staying by Qin Yuan's side?

Jiang Shu blinked, trying to understand with the thinking of a straight man. In the end, he lowered his head in frustration, and said, "Brother Yan, you, do you like... him."

If that's the case, everything seems to make sense.

Yan Liang smiled, but did not give a definite answer.

He just said: "We are not the same kind of people, maybe I gave you some illusions in the past, but now, you can wake up."

What he said was very straightforward, so straightforward that it even hurt people, Jiang Shu couldn't even accept it, he stepped forward to hold the other person's shoulder, and shook it vigorously: "Brother Yan, if you have any difficulties, If you need help, you can tell me! We, we are friends, aren't we?"

"...we are friends," Yan Liang sighed, "they should respect each other's decisions even more. I can only say that I am not as perfect as you think, nor are you as obsessed with acting."

In fact, he should have said these words a long time ago, and he has endured until today. On the one hand, Jiang Shu is indeed a good friend. In this big dye vat where fish and dragons are mixed, it is rare to be able to talk to him.On the other hand, it was Qin Yuan who was clearly abnormal. When Yan Liang was packing his clothes for him at his home in city A, he found out the potion for treating mental illness.

Jiang Shu is a person who is too emotional. He doesn't want the other party to do something that annoys Qin Yuan because of impulsiveness... It would be uncomfortable for him to be caught in the middle.

"But..." Jiang Shu's eyes were a little red, and the previous grievances turned into anger that could not be vented: "You are really, just willing to be controlled by him like... like a dog."

He still couldn't hold back, and said the words that had been circulating in the circle for a long time.

But the actual version is even more unbearable. Jiang Shu has heard it a few times occasionally, and has stepped forward angrily to stand up for his friend, but today the other party's attitude made him suddenly wonder if he really misjudged this person—he actually There are no difficulties that I imagined, just wishful thinking for a scumbag.

Thinking of this, Jiang Shu felt extremely uncomfortable: "Brother Yan, there are so many men in the world...you, why do you like him?"

Yan Liang didn't care at all about the hurtful words the other party just said, and poured a cup of hot water for him, and stuffed it into Jiang Shu's hand.

"I don't like men." He said unhurriedly: "It's just that there are always some people in this world who are special, aren't they?"