XNUM X night

You are the white rose I planted with my own hands in the barren and dirty wasteland.

As for the last guest, just looking at the face in the photo, Sang Yintian really didn't have much impression, but this name was heard from Xiaohan before.

"Chen Ji..." Ye Siran read out in a low voice. "It seems to be an actress. I have seen her movie before, and her acting skills are quite good, but I don't know why after so many years, she has always been tepid."

"Really?" Sang Yintian narrowed his eyes and rubbed the hair on Ye Siran's forehead, and carefully read the last paragraph of introduction sent by Ye Wanlu. [Chen Ji, height 178, weight 51, a second-tier actress in the entertainment industry, has a stronger personality than ordinary actresses, and has her own unique style of handling things.Of course, it also offended many directors and producers.All in all, he is a very eloquent person with personality. 】

"You and her... You two are simply extreme." One doesn't like to communicate with others, and the other has basically never suffered any disadvantages in eloquence.Sang Yintian smiled, slid his finger across Ye Siran's brow bone, sat up straight again and clicked on the last few photos left. "But having said that, this girl looks pretty A. I guess she's not easy to get along with."

These two street photos alone gave Sang Yin enough oppression.He took a deep breath and retreated subconsciously. "Did I just promise your brother too hastily? Or...repent first?"

Ye Siran straightened her back and lowered her head to stare at the phone screen. It was not until their dialog bar could no longer be pulled that Ye Siran turned off the phone screen, lay on the sofa and stared at the ceiling in a daze. "You want to go back on your word with him? Go crazy, he will kill you. What annoys my brother the most are those people who change their minds every day."

"Really... more fierce than your biting little wolf dog?" Sang Yintian grabbed his hand, deliberately showing a scared expression. "Then let's talk about it first, no matter what happens later, you have to protect me."

"Idiot. You are my man, even if you don't want to go, what can he do to you?" What's more, the contract hasn't been signed yet.Ye Siran was amused by Sang Yintian's expression, raised the corners of his mouth, and reached out to scratch the tip of his nose. "Okay, okay, time is limited, can we stop talking about this..."

Sang Yintian nodded, rubbed his eyes and looked up to the window. "That's right, no one likes to talk about those boring jobs before going to bed." Sang Yintian's eyes began to seduce people again, he licked his lips, turned over and pressed on Ye Siran's body. "Honey, do you want to continue?"

Continuing with the thread, Ye Siran looked down at the bottom of her thigh.Ye Wanlu's phone call put out the fire that had just started, and judging from the current trend, there is no such urgent need.

"Old fox, this trick is useless to me now." Ye Sizan pinched the tip of her nose, suppressed a smile and turned over, facing Sang Yintian's eyes, "Go, I'll show you The room I lived in as a child."

After finishing speaking, Ye Sizan got up and put on her slippers, then turned around and hugged the person paralyzed on the sofa.Sang Yintian opened his eyes wide. In order to prevent himself from falling, he instinctively wrapped his arms around Ye Siran's neck tightly, and stepped on the corner of the glass surface of the coffee table with his left foot.

"Hey, I'm going to fall!" Sang Yintian shouted anxiously.

"Don't worry, with me here, I won't let you fall." Ye Siran bent over slightly, put one arm on Sang Yintian's back, and turned his back to him. "Come on, I want to carry you on my back."

The distance from the living room to the bedroom is less than ten meters. With Sang Yintian's height, he can reach it in two or three steps casually, but Ye Siran insists on carrying him on his back.The most terrible thing was that Sang Yintian couldn't bear to refuse, so he yawned big and climbed up his generous and strong back. "Ye Siran, do you know...you are getting clingier now."

"Have it?"

"Of course, I'm going to be so annoying." Sang Yintian pouted deliberately, and lightly kicked Ye Siran's thigh with his bare feet, and climbed up with all his might.Ye Siran stopped suddenly, and exerted strength on his right hand that supported his lower back.He knew that it was the most sensitive part of Sang Yintian's whole body, and it was also the handle that could control him the most.

Sure enough, the person behind him immediately snorted softly, and slumped on his back limply, his ears blushing.Seeing Ye Siran's heart itching, she wished to wipe him off and kiss that deliberately provocative mouth.

"Ye Siran, you are so bad, you always like to pinch my waist." Sang Yintian's eyes were also slightly red, and his tone softened, like a ball of pink and white cotton candy. "Tell me, can't you afford it?"

"Grab my shoulders and move around... I will not be responsible if you fall."

Sang Yintian was probably really afraid of falling, so he pursed his lips and put his hands on Ye Siran's shoulders.It's just that they didn't go to any bedroom, Ye Siran took him to the balcony of the living room first.It's a little empty here, and there is a white sink on the far right against the wall.There was a recessed gap under the table, and inside was a black wooden box with dust on the lid.

Ye Siran bent slightly, and opened the lid of the wooden box.The little red, green and green toys inside are mixed together in a mess, making people dazzled.Sang Yintian opened his mouth, turned his head and glanced at his feet. "When you were a child... so many toys?"

"Well, most of the toys here are bought by the bad old man." After finishing speaking, Ye Sizan picked up a small red train. The business label on the front of the car could not be seen clearly, leaving only the white stains. "I could cry a lot when I was young, but the bad old man would scare me and say that if I cried again, he would throw me into the garbage dump downstairs."

"And then?" Sang Yintian was stunned.

"Later, every time I wanted to cry, I went to the garbage dump by myself."

"Pfft hahaha." Sang Yintian lowered his head, and buried his whole face into Ye Siran's shoulder.Laughing shoulders trembled.Ye Siran immediately put down the toy in her hand, put her arms behind Sang Yintian's back again, and the corners of her mouth began to twitch at the same frequency. "Is it that funny?"

"Of course." Sang Yintian managed to hold back his laughter, coughed twice and pointed to another toy in the wooden box, "What about the doll in the dress? He also bought it for you?"

"That's not..." Ye Siran's voice slowly lowered, and his face soon turned red. "My brother bought it for me, he said, the doll looks like me."

"Pfft haha-"

"Hey, Sang Yintian. You're laughing too loudly, can you control yourself a little bit?" Ye Siran turned his head suddenly, stretched out his hand to flick his eyebrows, and kicked the wooden box back to the corner with his feet. "Don't read it, I'm bored to death."

The rain outside the house did not know when it had completely stopped, and the huge balcony was so stuffy that one couldn't help but want to open the window.Taking advantage of Ye Siran's inattention, Sang Yintian stretched out his hand and pushed open the glass window closest to him.

The light breeze blowing through his light-colored hair at the temples is so comfortable.If it is matched with a rocking chair, it will be even better.Sang Yintian sniffed and couldn't help but sneezed. "By the way, why did your brother think of giving you a doll? Aren't only little girls like these cute things? You're not a girl."

Only then did Ye Siran regain his composure, looked sideways at the person on his back, and then turned his head to look out the window.There is a large flower bed in the yard of the old community, with some unnamed flowers and plants planted in it, and there are small yellow lanterns wrapped around the high platform near the carport.It was foggy after the rain, and the small yellow lanterns shone faintly.

Not only that, Ye Siran also smelled the fresh mud after the rain, he tilted his head and stretched out his hand. "Because I looked so much like a girl when I was young, my grandma even bought skirts for me to wear...but that was all before elementary school."

"Is that so..." Sang Yintian looked thoughtfully at Ye Siran.This look, the visitor is not kind.Ye Siran didn't dare to look into Sang Yintian's eyes again, for fear that he would want to find some other fun with him, so he had to turn his gaze to the flower bed in the yard again, "Has the rain stopped?"

"The weather forecast said that tomorrow will be sunny. You see, the stars are already out." Sang Yintian struggled twice, trying to get off Ye Siran's back.Ye Siran didn't refuse either, letting Sang Yintian step on her slippers with her bare feet.He hugged Sang Yintian tightly from behind, and looked up at the starry sky.

"Siran, tell me... will a person become a star after death?" Sang Yintian's chin was raised high, and the hair that grew to block his eyes covered his ears.

"Maybe, maybe not." Ye Siran couldn't see the expression on his face, but he knew that Sang Yintian missed his parents.He took a deep breath, touched his pocket, and found an orange fructose from an unknown corner. "Want some candy?"

"Uh..." Sang Yintian blinked, a little at a loss. "It seems that I want to eat a little bit."

But Ye Siran didn't intend to hand over the fructose in his hand, he squinted his eyes, bent slightly and kissed Sang Yintian's Adam's apple with his face sideways. "In the past, I always felt that the sunlight outside was too dazzling. People like me should hide in those dark and damp swamps for the rest of our lives. They can't touch any light."

"But now I don't think so." Ye Siran smiled softly, as if pushing away the thick fog that had lingered around them for a long time, he raised his hand, peeled off the sugar coating, and stuffed the orange fructose into it. Sang Yintian's mouth. "After all, which rose in this world has no thorns on its body?"

The smell of fructose rolled into Sang Yintian's nose and throat overwhelmingly, with a little bit of sourness.He bit the ball lightly with his teeth, and the candy heart in the middle slowly overflowed.He listened very carefully, and his long eyelashes touched his lower eyelids from time to time.

"Sang Yintian, you are the white rose I planted with my own hands in this dirty wasteland."

It is also his last hope.

"So, regardless of whether they will become stars in the end, behind you, there are moons, mountains, rivers and lakes...and me who loves you forever." Ye Siran's lips pressed against the corner of Sang Yintian's mouth, The tip of the tongue slipped out, licked the gap between his teeth, and tasted the sweetness.He squeezed his eyes and kissed a few more times. "It's so sweet."

"Uh..." Ye Sizan's chest was hot, and it was slightly hot against his back.Sang Yintian stretched suddenly, and put his head against Ye Siran's chest.He laughed suddenly, without any psychological burden, it was a smile from the heart. "Yes, it's so sweet."

"You know, I'm not talking about the candy."

So, Sang Yintian's face turned red again.

As for whether the final secret base is the toy wooden box on the balcony, or another bedroom that has not had time to step into it, to Sang Yintian, it is not important anymore.They hugged each other lying on the window sill of the balcony, taking advantage of the summer wind just in time, taking advantage of the mist after the rain being blown away by the night, and taking advantage of the sweetness left by the fructose before it faded away, they kissed .

Ye Siran turned off the light in the bedroom and kissed Sang Yintian's eyes over and over again.A soft voice drilled into his ears. "Good dream."

Lying in Ye Siran's arms, Sang Yintian raised his head, his eyelashes brushed against his neck, and finally passed lightly over his collarbone.Sang Yintian closed his eyes and his voice was low. "Ye Siran, see you tomorrow."

That night, Sang Yintian really had a dream. In the dream, it was no longer the tumbling and terrifying sea of ​​flames, nor the sound of police sirens resounding throughout the long street.The father in the dream was holding a book, sitting beside him, looking at the oil painting on the drawing board and nodding his head affirmatively.Mother smiled and brought a fresh fruit platter from the kitchen, stopped Sang Yintian's hand, and stuffed him with a few slices of oranges.

The sun in midsummer is extremely dazzling, and there is no endless darkness here, nor the pungent alcohol disinfectant.What is here is just an extremely ordinary afternoon, everything is so natural.In the dream, Sang Yintian showed a long-lost smile.

Ye Siran never let go of Sang Yintian's hand, listening to him calling his name in his dream.Tears slipped into the hair quietly, hidden by him in this dark night.

In the early morning of the next day, Sang Yintian and Ye Siran bid farewell to the old lady.Before leaving, the old lady specially packed a few pieces of sweet-scented osmanthus cakes, stuffed them into Sang Yintian's hands, and insisted that they come back to see more in the future.Sang Yintian smiled at Ye Siran while agreeing.

After leaving the community, Sang Yintian decided to go back to the studio and wait for Ye Wanlu to deliver the contract. Ye Siran had class today, and got off the car early on the way to go to school by taxi.

Xiaohan has already tidied up the studio in advance, and hung a few new sketches outside the clean and bright glass door.Sang Yintian suddenly looked down at the album in his hand, and turned to the unfinished page.

He decided to find a time to finish the painting, then frame it and send it to the old lady's house.The old man's happiness in the first half of his life came from Ye Siran, but in the second half of his life, he has to do something.

"Brother Yintian, you are here." Xiaohan was still holding a white rag in his hand, seeing Sang Yintian coming in, he took out his phone from his trouser pocket with excitement and opened Weibo. "Brother, come and see, you are really popular now. Weibo fans will break through 2000 million soon! More fans than those second-tier stars."

"Really?" Only then did Sang Yintian realize that he hadn't paid attention to how much his Weibo followers had increased for a while. He sniffed and didn't intend to take it seriously.

"Of course it's true, look!" Xiaohan didn't give up, holding up the phone and shaking it in front of Sang Yintian's eyes a few more times. "Did you see it, Brother Yintian, you are a real bull."

"There's something better than this, do you want to hear it?" Sang Yintian laughed twice, and picked up the glass on the table.The cool white boiled into the stomach, and the unique hotness of midsummer was suppressed by half.

"What's even better?"

"Look at this." Sang Yintian clicked on the chat history with Ye Wanlu.

"The list of the first special guests of "TOA Producer" is released——Sang Yin..." Xiaohan's eyes almost popped out, "Damn? Groove!"