After breaking up with the paranoid actor

When the door was pushed open, Xie Jian just scooped a bowl of soup into her own bowl.

A group of reporters stood at the door and took pictures of Xie Jian, surrounded by fans screaming that almost broke the roof.

The store's pride in its privacy seemed like a joke at the moment.The only exit was blocked, and Xie Jian became a living creature inside for others to watch.

A reporter asked his own question while taking pictures: "Did you go out for dinner with your friends today?"

After all, there are two sets of bowls and chopsticks on the table, which is too obvious.

Xie Jian took a sip of the freshly filled soup: "Is it related to you?"

When he said this, the audience was a little cold, and the audience was silent for about ten seconds.Although Xie Jian's bad temper is obvious to everyone in the circle, this is the first time he blatantly questioned the media.

"It's my job to ask questions."

"It's my freedom not to answer you, please leave."

At this moment, the security guards downstairs had already mobilized and began to evacuate the crowd.But there are still a large number of people who stay in place to take pictures or try to strike up a conversation with Xie Jian.

Xie Jian just lowered her head to eat and ignored them.

He has always done things as he pleases, and others will give the media and fans three points.But Xie Jian has always said otherwise. He only devotes himself fully when he is filming. As for in front of the media, he always thinks of what to say.

A group of people tried their best to hack him from various angles, but the articles they wrote would not be published, or if Xie Jian's new movie was released, his fans would turn around and ridicule the people who wrote these articles .

Therefore, Xie Jian's star journey was magnanimous and smooth.

The voice at the door became a little more noisy, and Wu Zian also brought some people to start orderly evacuation of the crowd.The few remaining ones who were still stubborn and refused to leave couldn't make much of a difference. Once the door was closed, Wu Zian was left to negotiate with them outside.

And during this chaotic ten minutes, Song Feiyang has been hiding behind the screen in the room, trying to shrink himself into a ball to hide his figure.

The suit on his body was no longer ironed, and he even looked a little embarrassed at the moment.

There are landscape paintings painted on the screen. It was originally a peaceful and peaceful picture, but now it is passively bearing the turmoil and quarrels outside.

Song Feiyang shrank behind the screen, thinking sadly of the one he always wanted to avoid.When Xie Jian was injured, she was hiding outside the door of the ward; when Xie Jian was talking to He Lou, she was hiding in the small room; and now, she is hiding behind the screen.

What I said to Xie Dongsheng today seems to still ring in my ears, I want to be side by side with Xie Jian, and I want everyone to see us.

But neither of them dared to imagine the huge consequences behind this, and no one dared to imagine.

Just when Song Feiyang was thinking wildly, the voice outside the door didn't know when it stopped.Then the screen in front of him was pushed away bit by bit, Xie Jian squatted down like him, and hugged him in her arms like a comforting child.

"never mind."

Xie Jian's body was very warm, Song Feiyang knelt on the ground, and let Xie Jian hold him with all his strength.His hands were hanging on his sides, and he didn't hug him back like Xie Jian hugged him.

This scene of being surrounded to a closed room aroused the deepest fear in Song Feiyang's heart.After a long time, his fingers moved slowly, and he raised his arms to hug Xie Jian.

Song Feiyang's voice was as soft as the mist in the morning: "Brother Jian, why do I always have to hide?"

It's not a question, it's more like an exclamation of helplessness.

Xie Jian hugged Song Feiyang even tighter, "Wait a little longer, just wait a little longer."

Everyone knew that this was comforting words, but at the moment it was useless except comforting.

Their occupations, their status, and their gender are destined not to be made public at this moment.

On the way back, the two of them were very silent. It was completely dark at this moment, there were only street lights and a long line of flashing car lights on the road, and the long traffic jam made the time of silence extraordinarily long.

The conversation between the two of them was interrupted by a group of unexpected people, and this is not a good time to resume it.

The silence in the car was like substance, bit by bit swallowing up the small space in the car, Song Feiyang and Xie Jian were almost suffocated by the atmosphere.

Just when Song Feiyang was considering whether to open the car window, Xie Jian's phone rang.

On the other end of the phone is Wu Zian.

"Did you find out?"

The car was very quiet, and Xie Jian could hear Song Feiyang clearly even if Xie Jian didn't open it publicly.

Wu Zian: "The person who first posted the news about you in this restaurant on Weibo was a newly registered trumpet. But when I looked up his IP address, I found that his address was highly consistent with a person."

"Who?"

"He Lou."

"Furthermore, someone released a photo with Song Feiyang on Weibo today, and the photo has an address. Another account casually mentioned that Xie Jian eats nearby, and the IP address is the same as that of He Lou."

Xie Jian was driving in one hand and holding the phone in the other. He saw the timing and pulled over the car, but he couldn't hold back his mouth to curse.

"Not only can't he fucking control his lower body, he can't control his broken mouth, can he?"

"Wu Zian, first remove all the hot searches about tonight's matter, then contact the person who posted the photo and ask them to delete the blog. Finally, ask the people from the public relations department to draft two statements. The first statement is He He Lou's contract termination notice, the second call to fans to stay away from the artist's private life."

The other end of the phone answered yes and hung up.

Xie Jian restarted the car, "Your photo hasn't been deleted yet, I'm afraid paparazzi will come looking for you, why don't you go to my place tonight? They can't get in my place."

"No, I'll go back."

Xie Jian didn't speak anymore, he joined the traffic again and turned on the music.It was the kind of light music without words, Song Feiyang leaned against the car window and closed his eyes listening to the music.

He didn't sleep peacefully, and his dream was chaotic and noisy. For a while, Song Lang and Xie Dongsheng asked him what to do if his relationship was exposed. For a while, Xie Jian said that Song Feiyang didn't trust him. Standing beside his bed, she asked him why he didn't separate from Xie Jian.

Song Feiyang shook and woke up.

He was still in the car, but the seat was turned down, and Xie Jian's coat was still covering him.

He was sweating a little due to the heating in the car.Before Song Feiyang got up, he smelled a faint smell of smoke.He turned his head to look in the direction of the driver's seat, and found that Xie Jian opened the window a crack and was smoking quietly.

It was very dark in the underground garage, and the lights in the car were not turned on, only the flames of cigarette butts flickered in the darkness.

"Brother Jian." Song Feiyang called softly.

In the dark, he couldn't see Xie Jian clearly, he could only hear the rustling sound in the car, and then the flickering fire disappeared suddenly.

Xie Jian raised his hand to turn on the light, and Song Feiyang saw that he was holding an ashtray in his hand, which contained the cigarette butts that had just been extinguished.

"Are you awake? I didn't call you because you were sound asleep."

"Why did you start smoking?"

Song Feiyang has been wanting to ask this question since the two reunited, and finally asked it today.

The parking lot was dark and no cars were passing by.In the huge parking lot, only the two of them had a small light emitting from their cars, which should be quite scary, but Song Feiyang somehow feels at ease by Xie Jian's side.

Xie Jian let out an ah, and followed Song Feiyang's gaze to look down at Yan.

"After you left."

After he finished speaking, he put the ashtray on the center console, put his hands on the steering wheel, looked at the dark place ahead, and muttered to himself.

"At that time, I probably called you hundreds of times a day. I called you until the phone was turned off, and then I charged it and then continued to call. I had no other choice. I even thought of reporting the crime. I ran into the police station, Say you are missing, and they will have no further information after registering your name and phone number."

Xie Jian began to count on her fingers: "I just graduated at that time, and I was busy with the project, filming, accepting endorsements, taking care of my mother, and looking for you. I wish I could use it 48 hours a day."

"When you just left, I dreamed of you at night, and you said I didn't wait for you, so I wouldn't come back. I woke up in fright, and I was afraid that you would blame me for not waiting for you after I fell asleep, so I Smoking all night and all night to refresh yourself."

"But you still haven't come back, and I thought it's better to sleep, blame me or scold me, at least I can see you in my dream. But after a long time, I can't quit smoking."

Song Feiyang suddenly felt a little out of breath.He lowered the window to let in a bit of the cold air from outside.This was something he didn't know during the three years of separation from Xie Jian. At that time, he could only search for Xie Jian's name through the screen. He was what Xie Jian was shown by the media.

But now Xie Jian is peeling off the layers of her real self during the three years apart to show Song Feiyang.

He only knew that in the past three years, Xie Jian had gone from being unknown to a household name, but he didn't know how much he had experienced behind it.

Xie Jian suddenly raised her hand to turn off the light.When the car returned to darkness, Song Feiyang heard Xie Jian's gasp, "I can't find you, so I comforted myself that you might have something urgent to leave. But you must be able to see me from other places, so I will try my best to see you." Filming, accepting commercials, thinking that you might come back to me when you see me."

"Brother Jane..."

"I don't have anything, I only have that one photo. I don't know how the photo faded so fast? I have protected it very well, but it is still a little yellow and faded, and I can't save it. I thought later Come on, when this photo is completely blurred, I won't look for you."

Suddenly a car drove by in the parking lot, and when it drove in front of them, Song Feiyang glanced at Xie Jian through the headlights, and found something flickered in the corner of his eyes.When he wanted to take a closer look, the parking lot was dark again.

Xie Jian didn't say any more, but Song Feiyang knew how difficult it was to wait for someone who didn't know when to return.This long and endless waiting time can kill one's hope and all enthusiasm for life.

Song Feiyang remembered that when he and Shen Jie were in their hometown, they brushed up on Xie Jian's weibo - saying goodbye to the past.

It was the yellowed and faded photo that was torn into pieces. Xie Jian had already given up any hope for her reappearance at that time.Song Feiyang didn't say a word, opened the door and got out of the car.

He went around to Xie Jian's side and opened the driver's door.

Song Feiyang accurately found Xie Jian's hand in the dark, and led him out of the car.

The two held hands through the dark parking lot, took the elevator, and headed home.The moment the door closed, Song Feiyang turned around and put his arms around Xie Jian, whispering in Xie Jian's ear: "Brother Jian, I'm back."

Xie Jian waited for Song Feiyang for three years, and finally got a definite answer at this moment.

He hugged Song Feiyang with greater strength, kissed his hot earlobe, and asked Song Feiyang: "Do you want to see my mother?"

Song Feiyang turned his face slightly: "You want to take me to meet my parents?"

Xie Jian didn't expect Song Feiyang to react like this, she was more surprised than surprised, and even a little flustered.

"Don't you want to see me?"

Song Feiyang's brain was buzzing, and after thinking for a long time, he couldn't come up with a good reason to refuse. He was afraid that after meeting Xie Jian's mother, he would take Xie Jian to see Song Lang...

"I have not decided yet."

He could only say such a sentence dryly.

"What's there to think about? I'll just take you there. Are you going?"

"Go...I'll go! Stop scratching, go go go!"

Xie Jian started to scratch Song Feiyang's itch, Song Feiyang couldn't dodge, so he had to agree.