XNUM X night

redemption

The shooting time of Artist’s exclusive interview was set on Thursday afternoon, and the weather forecast said that this day is the most suitable for going out no matter in terms of temperature or atmospheric humidity. The picture sent by Katy is located at the studio of a large TV station in Xicheng, and on the bottom schedule, Sang Yintian saw the words "SUMMER boy group" in bold under his name.

If I remember correctly, Bai Yuxia seems to be one of them.Sang Yintian still seemed to have lingering fears about the last cannon fodder incident, subconsciously frowned, and replied a message back.

[Sang: The Summer boy group also participates in the recording? 】

Messages were sent and responded quickly.

[Katy: That’s how it is. Some time ago, the members of SUMMER went to other places to record a variety show, and they happened to come here today to catch up on the trailer.If Teacher Sang really minds, I can try to communicate with the program team to see if I can put you and them into different studios. 】

"Uh..." If he insisted on avoiding Bai Yuxia deliberately, it would be because of his own guilt.

Sang Yintian sometimes feels that this woman can really see through his heart, and she may not directly expose some of your views or concerns right now.

But she will definitely handle everything in her own way.Decisive and straightforward, never procrastinating.Sang Yintian even felt that someone like Katy would be a very good manager in the entertainment industry in the future.

【Sang: Don’t worry, I’ll be there on time. 】

"Have you decided on the time and place?" Ye Sizan was stepping on the wooden ladder with one foot, fixed the picture frame on the wall with one hand, and gently wiped the dust from the corner of the wall with a dry towel in the other hand.Bai Hui fluttered down like smoke, and Ye Sizan blocked his nose with his arm.

Art interviews are not like other entertainment programs, they just sit there and chat casually with the host, but Sang Yintian's expression does not seem to be relaxed now.Ye Siran jumped down from the ladder, stretched out his hand and shook Sang Yintian's eyes twice. "What's the matter? Look at your depressed face... Is there something wrong with the art interview?"

"No." Sang Yintian took the rag from Ye Siran's hand, and casually wiped the lower right corner of the painting next to him.

"Hey, I wiped that painting just now..." Ye Siran blinked, and pressed Sang Yintian's shoulder to force him to meet his eyes, "If you feel unhappy, then... Xu Hanzhi and others Let's not go to the interview with my friend. Can you..."

we?

It seems that no one has said these two words to Sang Yintian before.In his world, there are only "self" and "others".

But for some reason, the oppressive feeling that had been lingering in his heart for a long time just now disappeared suddenly.Sang Yintian wanted to laugh a little, and in front of Ye Siran, adjusted the content of his chat with Katy. "look at this."

2 minute later.

"What?!" Ye Sizan's eyes widened, and he looked at it from the beginning again. "Isn't this...the male celebrity who was on Weibo last time, he also went?"

"Yeah." Sang Yintian smiled softly, raised his arms and moved his shoulders twice, "And the studio of the TV station is so big, maybe we can meet it. Hey, Xiaoye, do you know the boy group Summer? It doesn’t matter if you don’t know, when the time comes, brother will take you up close to star chasing, signing autographs and taking photos together will be nothing.”

How could Sang Yintian laugh so calmly at a matter that was embarrassing just to hear it?Ye Siran couldn't help sighing, how strong is this person's psychological endurance.

Including the incident that happened on Weibo last time, if Katy was not afraid of interfering with the normal progress of the interview, Sang Yintian would definitely not come forward to clarify.He will always be like an outsider, swallowing all the remarks that are not good for him and digesting them by himself.It's like a wound that has healed and scabbed is festering again, and the pain will always be only one place.

"No need." Ye Siran was annoyed by Sang Yin's words, he knew that this person did it on purpose, but he just didn't like to hear it.It was like digging out one's own heart with one's own hands and throwing it into the abyss, sinking all the time.

If a person refuses to love himself, what else can he use to love others.

Ye Siran sighed suddenly, and looked away, "I don't chase stars, and I don't need any autographs or group photos."

"Then do you want mine?"

"Uh..." Ye Sizan froze in place.

Sang Yintian probably didn't expect Ye Siran to be able to think so seriously for a long time.He cleared his throat, and patted off the wall dust that Ye Siran accidentally rubbed against his shoulder, "You're so angry, okay, okay, I'm not joking with you."

"Then what are you going to do? In case... In case you really meet..."

"In case..." Sang Yintian rubbed the tip of his nose with the back of his hand, squinted his eyes and glanced out of the window a few times, "If I really meet at that time, I will smile and shake hands with him, and formally Introduce yourself, "Hello, my name is Sang Yintian, I am an ordinary painter." Then, I will probably bow to him, and then... leave. "

While listening to Sang Yintian, Ye Siran couldn't help imagining the scene where the two met.I have to say that probably only Sang Yintian could think of this kind of elegant way to relieve the awkward atmosphere between the two.

Sure enough, people who have art in their hearts are all elegant.

"What do you think of this method?" Sang Yintian finished describing, then turned to look at Ye Siran, "If this doesn't work, then I can only ask Handsome Ye to come up with another one for me?"

After finishing speaking, Sang Yintian leaned against the door frame and winked at Ye Siran.

again...

Ye Siran suddenly turned his head.

"Me?" Ye Sizan sucked his nose twice, his back was facing Sang Yintian, but he still couldn't help squinting his eyes, "I can't think of it."

It's strange if you can't think of it.Ye Siran said so in his heart.If it were him, his way of handling it seemed a bit rude compared to Sang Yintian's.Ye Siran didn't want to cause a big trouble for Sang Yintian.

"Anyway..." Ye Sizan glanced around indiscriminately.

"Huh? Anyway, what?" Sang Yintian's voice sank.

"Anyway, anyway, you'd better stay away from him." Ye Siran pursed his lower lip. He felt his neck was burning badly. Fortunately, the collar of his coat today was relatively high, so he was not caught by Sang Yin. looked over.

But no matter what occasion this sentence is placed on, it seems that there is a strong sense of jealousy. Although he doesn't have such thoughts about Sang Yintian, he just doesn't want Sang Yintian to get close to that person.

It's like subconscious rejection.

Ye Siran snatched the dry rag from Sang Yintian's hand again, turned around and continued wiping the picture frame in front of her. "Don't think too much about it. I just think that the last Weibo incident was finally resolved. If you are photographed again this time, you will have eight mouths... I can't tell."

After finishing speaking, Ye Sizan turned sideways to avoid Sang Yintian, and glanced at him from the corner of his eye from time to time.

"Then you are quite thoughtful, I didn't think about that." Sang Yintian raised his hand suddenly, covered his mouth and smiled twice.

The weather was really good on Thursday, because the shooting of the art interview summed up the lunch time.

So Sang Yintian's studio closed early on Wednesday night.The recording time was in the afternoon, and Sang Yintian took Ye Siran and Xiaohan to a restaurant he frequented early in the morning.

Xiaohan stayed up late last night to watch dramas. When she received a call from Sang Yintian early in the morning, she was in a daze. She heard a few words from the microphone, "There are still 20 minutes to the gate of your community".Xiaohan immediately got up from the bed, washed up briefly, touched three bottles of yogurt, and rushed out of the house.

It was still early, and the sunlight was not too glare. Xiaohan stood at the gate of the community and was drowsy. In the end, she didn't even remember how she was pushed into the passenger seat by Ye Sizan.

She closed her eyes and reached out to touch the back seat.

Ye Siran handed over the thin blanket next to her.

"I didn't ask you to do any work yesterday, why are you so tired?" Sang Yintian held the steering wheel with one hand, staring straight ahead, "Stayed up all night watching drama?"

"No..." Xiaohan's voice was very hoarse, with a long ending, "Yesterday, my little sister recommended a variety show to me... Anyway, I had nothing to do, so I went to watch it. Guess what... one day The special guest for this period is actually that, what about Summer... the summer boy group."

"Then you kept seeing this morning?" Ye Sizan leaned forward.

"No, I just saw... it's past 4 o'clock..." Xiaohan opened her eyes with great effort, "It's almost 5 o'clock..."

"What's the difference between that and seeing this morning?" Sang Yintian finally squinted at the girl paralyzed on the co-pilot, and couldn't help sighing, "You... girls, it's better not to stay up late. It will be too much."

Xiaohan whimpered in her throat for a long time, and finally fell asleep wrapped in a blanket.Afraid of waking her up, Sang Yintian subconsciously turned down the volume of the music in the car a lot.He glanced at Ye Siran again from the rearview mirror, and shrugged helplessly.

"What about you?"

"Me? What?"

Sang Yintian raised the corner of his mouth, and leaned his left arm on the car window naturally, "Did you stay up late last night?"

"Uh..." Ye Sizan was stunned for two seconds, then suddenly raised the phone screen and looked at her eyes for a long time, it was fine, there were no dark circles under her eyes.He put down his phone, and leaned back, "No."

But he still lied, he couldn't sleep last night.Subconsciously, Sang Yintian and another person appeared in his mind.

The scent of Sang Yintian's perfume is different from the previous ones. Today's fragrance is more aquatic, with citrus as the top note, mixed with grapefruit and white cedar wood, clean and sexy, but mature .But if these specific ingredients are singled out, it seems too ordinary, and there is nothing attractive at all.

Ye Siran believes that Sang Yintian's scent is not a finished perfume.

However, this smell makes people feel comfortable. Ye Sizan hopes that time will pass slowly so that he can stay with Sang Yintian for a while.

In addition, what made Ye Siran feel even more strange was that he was not sensitive to these smells before, but since he met Sang Yintian, he seemed to pay special attention to the fragrance on his body.For example, the woody floral fragrance from the day before yesterday, and the cold mint fragrance from yesterday...

and.

Sang Yintian actually wore a black formal suit today...

Probably because the temperature in the car was a bit high, Sang Yintian casually threw the flat suit jacket in the back row, and a dark tie was tied outside the white shirt.From the color and fabric alone, Ye Siran knew that this tie was not cheap.

Sang Yintian usually dresses more casually, but now this appearance gave Ye Siran an unprecedented visual impact.It's not that he hasn't seen other people wearing formal clothes before, it's just that... Sang Yintian's figure is so good, shoulders, waistline, and even the ankles that accidentally leaked are marked with unparalleled sexiness.

"You...did you wear perfume before you went out?" Ye Sizan said suddenly, and opened the car door with his left index finger, "This smell...very, very suitable for you..."

Sang Yintian tapped the brake lightly, raised his eyes and glanced at the boy sitting in the back row in the rearview mirror.He raised his hand and ran his fingertips through the broken hair on his forehead, "Really? I adjusted it myself."

"You tuned it yourself?" Ye Sizan turned his head abruptly, looking like he had never seen the world.

In this world, is there anything that Sang Yintian can't do?

"Well, I wasn't in a good mood a while ago, and I didn't have any inspiration for painting, so I deliberately found a fragrance experience hall and stayed for an afternoon before I tuned it out."

After speaking, Sang Yintian touched a round transparent glass bottle out of nowhere and handed it to the back row.The liquid in the bottle is light blue, and when it passes through the light, it becomes brighter, like the stars hanging in the sky at night.

"Does this... have a name?" Ye Siran asked again, "I mean, Ye Wanlu also has many perfumes, and each of them has its own name. So..."

Sang Yintian didn't think much, just shook his head with a smile, "I'm not a professional perfumer, so I never thought of naming it. If you like it, I can give it to you. Then you name it yourself? "

Sang Yintian felt that he was indeed coaxing children, and that practice made perfect.

Ye Siran squeezed his chin, and suddenly thought of an English word he had read in a painting magazine a few days ago. He felt that this word was suitable for Sang Yintian, and of course, it was also suitable for the bottle of perfume in his hand.

Ye Siran suddenly unfastened his seat belt, and rushed forward. "redemption."

【Redemption】

"Call it redemption."

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