The Melaleuca Routine of Fishing Attack

Lin Yan looked back at him, and said softly: "This section is composed by Teacher Dou."

Xie Moyu raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked in his usual clear voice, "Teacher Dou? Who is he?"

"A friend who is an arranger." Lin Yan explained, opened his eyes and said, "Teacher Xie should have heard of it. His name is Dou Ziwei."

Xie Moyu: "...um."

Yes.

Or not only heard of it, but also chatted with him several times because of overlapping circles.

"For the soundtrack in the movie, I contacted a teacher in Paris. He is responsible for most of the soundtrack, but I still want to find a familiar friend for the beginning and end of the film." Bai put his chin on his hands, stared at Xie Moyu under the lamp, and asked, "Does it sound good?"

"It sounds good." Xie Moyu said, "The music he composed?"

"Yeah." Lin Yan lowered his eyes, looked at a few bugs flying around under the lamp, patted his bare calf, and said, "You like it too?"

Xie Moyu nodded and asked, "It's really good."

After finishing speaking, he stretched out his arms, picked up the mosquito repellent water from the table on one side, and sprayed it on Lin Yan's calf. The spicy and cool smell rushed straight to his forehead. Red dot, said: "What's your blood type? This attracts mosquitoes."

"ab," Lin Yan asked, "what about you?"

Xie Moyu put back the mosquito repellent water and said, "Coincidentally, I am b, a mosquito coil."

Lin Yan smiled faintly, stood up, and said, "Go back to sleep, there is still a scene tomorrow."

"Sleep with me?" Xie Moyu stretched out his arms, hooked his neck, and whispered, "I'll repel mosquitoes for you."

Lin Yan paused, lowered his eyes unnaturally, slipped his Adam's apple, and said, "You still want to hug me to sleep?"

Xie Moyu choked for a moment, raised his eyes and said, "No?"

It's a pity that the drama manager took great care of Lin Yan's feelings. I heard that his bed was broken, so I went to replace him with a new one early the next morning. Dragging the heavy "camping four-piece suit" to the position here, he waved his hand with a bright smile: "Director Lin, there is a new tent tonight!"

Xie Moyu:

The little brother dragging the tent:

The drama manager felt a strong sense of hostility.

Why do you seem to have offended someone again?

As the night was getting darker, Lin Yan got into the new tent, suddenly there was no one around him, it was empty, and the evening wind was very cool.For some reason, he suddenly clicked on WeChat and chatted with someone about Xie Moyu.

Dou Ziwei is the chat companion, and they don't have much contact with each other on weekdays, and they mostly cooperate in movies.

As for the impression, it is that he seems to be quite indifferent, but from a certain point of view, he is not like that.He has such a personality, cold and defensive, and he is not willing to open up and chat with others easily, but he has a good relationship and talks about everything.

Lin Yan seemed to press the voice button unintentionally, and said, "I have a friend who also likes your music."

"Who? Introduce me." Dou Ziwei sent him a message.

There are not many people who can be called "friends" by him, so he is a little curious.

Lin Yan paused and said, "Xie Moyu."

Dou Ziwei said, "Do you consider him a friend?"

Lin Yan: "Yes."

Dou Ziwei said: "You have to be on guard against him, don't worry about it."

Lin Yan said: "He is a very sincere person."

Dou Ziwei said: "There are many people in the film and television industry who want to make friends with, who wouldn't?"

Lin Yan said: "He is different."

Dou Ziwei said, "Why is it different?"

Lin Yan said, "I can tell the difference."

Can you tell?Can tell what.Dou Ziwei suddenly remembered the "Lin Yu" CP that has been going viral for the past few days, and vaguely noticed that Lin Yan was special about this person, so he couldn't help becoming suspicious, and said, "You and him, are you..."

Lin Yan said: "No. They are just friends."

Dou Ziwei said, "Really?"

Lin Yan said: "It's really not. The relationship is relatively close."

"Oh, but you really don't care too much." Dou Ziwei said, "He's just like this. He is enthusiastic and cheerful when he sees everyone. Good brothers are ranked from the inside to the outside of the circle, and Neptune is alone."

He added: "He did the same to me."

Lin Yan: "?"

Dou Ziwei showed him the chat records:

Xie Moyu:

- I like your song very much.

-When will there be a live version? "expect"

Lin Yan:

Lin Yan paused and said, "Not bad."

Lin Yan paused his fingers for a moment, pressed the voice button, and said lightly, "I'm asleep."

He turned over, under the moonlight, his profile was a bit alienated.

Dou Ziwei: "??"

What happened, why did you stop talking all of a sudden?

Lin Yan was a little cold.

It was after Xie Moyu woke up that he realized this.

In the morning, Xie Moyu opened the tent, the sky was still early, and the river bank was full of grass tips covered with dew. In the distance, the peaks of overlapping mountains, the moon had not yet faded, and the light of the morning sun had already illuminated the sparkling river surface. A fishing boat rowed inward from the shore, its stern rippling softly.

On the river bank not far away, a thin figure in a white loose T-shirt sat on a ponytail, stretched his legs, and looked into the distance.

When Xie Moyu saw him, his mood immediately improved. He walked over to greet Lin Yan: "Morning."

After speaking, as usual, he touched his fair neck and scratched it.

Lin Yan paused, bowed his head in silence, and ignored him.

Xie Moyu was a little embarrassed, he didn't know what was wrong, he looked down at him blankly, he leaned closer to look into Lin Yan's eyes, but this man was like a closed shell, his eyes turned to one side, but he didn't look at him.

Xie Moyu:

what happened?

He thought to himself, if he is angry when he wakes up, he might as well get some breakfast first, so he turned and left.

Didn't notice, Lin Yan over there waited for him to leave and walk away, then looked back and looked at him from a distance.

After a while, as if he came back to his senses, he looked away.

Xie Moyu was at a loss, took two breakfasts from the wooden barrel of the field manager, and brought one to Lin Yan.

He picked up the small stool, walked over, and sat beside Lin Yan.

"No, breakfast."

Xie Moyu picked up the bag and handed it to him.

Lin Yan took the breakfast and said thank you.

Still didn't look at him.

He just lowered his head and ate quietly, like a cat.

It was the first time Xie Moyu was treated coldly, and he was very at a loss. The two sat next to each other on the shore, looking into the distance while eating breakfast without saying anything.

During the period, Xie Moyu started countless conversations, and Lin Yan said "um" indifferently, indicating that he was not deaf, so he stopped talking.

The scene was very embarrassing.

After breakfast, Xie Moyu went to take his meal bag and threw it into the trash can. When he returned, he found that there were three more people beside Lin Yan.

One is deputy director Chen, the other is a little older, the production director, and a young woman with long curly hair is the art director.

"Mr. Xie is here? Just right."

It happened that the assistant director and production director were also there. Xie Moyu was sitting on his small stool, and several people handed him a tablet with three pictures on it. wear.

The art director asked, "Currently, there are several designs, which one would Mr. Xie want?"

Xie Moyu took a look, didn't choose, turned to ask Lin Yan: "Which one looks better?"

There were quite a lot of people at the moment, Lin Yan's thick eyelashes trembled slightly, and he looked down, feeling a little uncomfortable.

Xie Moyu looked at the three of them, and said in an extremely submissive and natural tone: "Don't ask me, I will follow Director Lin's orders."

Assistant Director & Production Director & Art Director:

Suddenly, I understood why Director Lin "liked" Mr. Xie so much.

Lin Yan's gaze paused for three seconds on a certain set, and before he could speak, Xie Moyu immediately came to his senses and said, "This set."

The assistant director gave a thumbs up: "Good taste, Director Lin also likes this set."

Xie Moyu looked sideways, and the two looked at each other.

Suddenly meeting his gaze, Lin Yan was startled.

Xie Moyu's eyes were beautiful, and he was smiling a little. He was wearing a pure black T-shirt, with his arms resting on his knees and turning his face to look at him. His pupils were extremely black, clear and soft.

Lin Yan was silent.

He picked up the mineral water that he had put on the ground, unscrewed it with his thin white fingers, took a sip, and looked into the distance again.

The atmosphere between them was a bit strange.

After spending the past few days together, the assistant director vaguely sensed something, jokingly said, "Hey, what's the matter with you two?"

Lin Yan:

"He didn't sleep well." Xie Moyu brushed his hair, looked at his legs, there were a few little red spots on his white ankles, and sighed, "Tsk, was bitten by a mosquito yesterday? You said come to sleep, but you didn't listen."

Lin Yan stood up.

Xie Moyu raised his eyes following him, looking at him.

Lin Yan looked at him from the corner of his eye.

For a moment, he realized that his focus was off again.

What he looked at was Xie Moyu and Xu Yu's nose bridge and jaw line. This person's profile was almost perfect. He recalled for no reason that when he was screening photos with the screenwriter, the two felt that his bones were very beautiful.

So are those eyes.

Lin Yan found that the focus of attention was always strangely off-topic these days.

It's all because Xie Moyu is too...?

What is too much.

seductive?

Lin Yan pressed his lips and coughed lightly, and walked forward without turning his head, deciding to stay away from this "Mr. Xie".

Xie Moyu was sensitive to the fact that something was wrong with Lin Yan.

He stood up and quickly followed Lin Yan. The set was shooting a boat fishing scene. It was an overhead shot. The photographer on a high rack was carrying the camera, and the executive director was following up on the monitor.

The photographer didn't see anyone below, and adjusted his posture when the camera zoomed in. He accidentally kicked a piece of gravel on the platform with his toe, and the stone rolled down and fell from a height of three meters.

Xie Moyu caught a glimpse from the corner of his eye, and immediately pulled him up, wrapped his arms around his waist, hugged him, bowed his head, and said in his ear, "Be careful."

Lin Yan's ears warmed up.

The stone was neither big nor small, and happened to land beside him, and hit the grass with a muffled bang.

"Sorry," the photographer looked down in horror, and said, "Did you hit it?"

"It's okay." Xie Moyu said, "It didn't hit me."

The posture of the two was a little intimate, Lin Yan took his hand away, his face was indifferent, but once again he felt slightly uncomfortable.

"What's wrong with you." Xie Moyu whispered, asking in his ear, and looked closely into his eyes.

Lin Yan looked back, and the two faced each other.

His Adam's apple slipped, but he didn't speak.

He really wants to say, do you treat everyone like this?

But he didn't say it.

Xie Moyu didn't know what happened to Lin Yan.

Getting angry?

Or has he flirted recently?

But soon he had an answer.

In the morning, Lin Yan took over as the executive director and sat by the monitor to watch the shooting situation. After a while, he stood up and went to the set to talk to some supporting actors. The mobile phone was put aside and dropped on the table.

His screen lit up for a split second, and a message popped up.

sinus:

- "He just likes it like this, you have to hold it when he praises you, but don't take it seriously."

- "You're a director, he's an actor, isn't it natural for him to flatter you?"

Xie Moyu:

He reacted slowly.

If I guessed correctly, the "he" should refer to me, right?

He took a deep breath.

It is understood.

The misunderstanding is not small.

He praised Dou Ziwei face to face. Of course, he also praised many people whose names he can't remember for a long time. After debuting for so long, he can't remember how many people he praised.

But none of them are Lin Yan.

He thought to himself, can that be the same?

Can commercial bragging and sincere liking be the same?

He almost dug out his heart and put it in front of him for him to see.

How could he misunderstand people like this.

Xie Moyu took a deep breath, trying not to get angry.

and many more.

He suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

Lin Yan's behavior... Doesn't this sudden cold reaction just show that he cares.

He cares.

He cares a lot about what he thinks of him, or his feelings.

"Mr. Xie Moyu," while passing by the assistant director, looked at him with a pointing expression, and teased, "Are you talking about a girlfriend?"

Xie Moyu: "Huh?"

Lin Yan cared about him very much——Xie Moyu was immersed in this surprising and somewhat narcissistic discovery and couldn't extricate himself from it.

"Look at your expression." The assistant director clicked his tongue twice: "You are thinking about the object."

At this moment, Lin Yan was coming back from the set. His loose white T-shirt was blown back by the wind, vaguely outlining his waistline. He squinted his eyes in the sun, and the tip of his straight nose was illuminated translucently. He looked at Xie Moyu with scrutiny.

"Cough cough cough..."

Xie Moyu choked on the phrase "I'm talking about a girlfriend", and when he saw Lin Yan, his heart tightened, for fear that he might have misunderstood something.

After a while, he relaxed again. He turned his head, smiled calmly, and said, "Director Chen, you guessed it right. I think it's almost time."

"Oh?" Director Chen raised his eyebrows in surprise, "Are you really going to fall in love?"

In the distance, Lin Yan took a sip of mineral water and glanced at him lightly.

"No." Xie Moyu stood up, took advantage of Lin Yan passing by, stretched his arms around his waist, hugged him gently, raised his eyes to look at him, and said inexplicably: "I just realized that Someone seems to care about me."

——Someone cares about him?

After hearing what he said, Lin Yan shrank his pupils and went to see him.

Who is he referring to.

The two looked at each other, Lin Yan seemed to have thought of something, but did not speak.

After a while, he picked up the mobile phone on the table. The moment the screen turned on, he saw those unread messages on WeChat, which were exposed on the screen of the mobile phone. It was Dou Ziwei.

Just now, his mobile phone was on the table and he didn't take it.

So, Xie Moyu saw it?

Immediately looking at Xie Moyu, there was a feeling of being seen through by him.

"Did you watch it?" Lin Yan glanced at the screen, a little embarrassed, and asked him.

"En." Xie Moyu nodded.

Lin Yan was silent.

Those few words of Dou Ziwei are still floating in the chat box.

"It popped out by itself, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it," Xie Moyu went to touch his ear, and said amusedly: "However, how can Director Lin not believe me, I'm a little sad."

Deputy director:

Lin Yan:

Xie Moyu stood opposite him, hugged him by the shoulders, let go of him, looked into his eyes, tilted his head, and whispered in his ear: "If you have any questions for me in the future, why don't you just ask them directly?" .”

He just hugged like this.

It was as if some kind of thin ice that had slowly built up was melting.

It's too warm.

covetous.

Lin Yan lowered his eyes, slipped his Adam's apple, and said in a low voice, "Sorry."

"Ok?"

Now it was Xie Moyu's turn to be surprised.

"I shouldn't miss you that much." Lin Yan took a deep breath and raised his eyes: "Actually, I also don't think you are that kind of person."

"Yeah." Xie Moyu reached out and rubbed his head, and said, "Then what kind of person do you think I am?"

Lin Yan's face was a little hot, he paused, slid his index finger to unlock the phone's lock screen, and handed it to Xie Moyu.

On the other side, the assistant director stared at Lin Yan's behavior dumbfounded.

Hand in your phone?

What is this behavior?

——For him, he will only hand over his mobile phone to one person for inspection, and that is his wife.

Could it be..impossible impossible.

Xie Moyu was also a little surprised, he took the phone.The screen of Lin Yan's mobile phone was on, and he clicked on his WeChat interface. The chat time was last night, and a few lines of chat records between Lin Yan and Dou Ziwei came into view.

It's all voice messages.

He clicked to turn the text, and then read it line by line.

-"I have a friend who also likes your music. -"Who?Introduce me. "

- "Xie Moyu."

- "You consider him a friend?"

-"Um."

- "You have to be on guard against him, don't take your heart out."

- "He is a very sincere person."

- "There are many people in the film and television industry who want to be friends with you, who wouldn't?"

- "He's different."

- "Why is it different?"

- "I can tell the difference."

Sincerely, my friend, I can tell the difference.

These few words hit his heart one by one, Xie Moyu was stunned for a moment, then smiled again.

He said he could tell the difference, but he was still sulking with a cold face. Xie Moyu was half moved, half funny, hooked his neck and said, "Okay, I've finished watching, thank you Director Lin for your kind words." trust."

He handed the phone back with an extremely sincere expression. Lin Yan raised his eyes, and those bright eyes flashed a moment of difficult-to-capture emotion, as if he was avoiding his straightforward words.

For a moment, Xie Moyu really wanted to kiss his side face, but he held back after all.

The assistant director was on the side, dumbfounded.

What is the situation between them?

"I'm going home today," Lin Yan turned to the assistant director, lifted the water cup Nan'feng on the table, and held it in his hand with his thin white index finger hooked around the rope. He said, "Leave the crew to Director Chen."

The assistant director asked suspiciously, "What's wrong?"

Lin Yan lowered his eyes, with an unclear expression, and said, "Grandma has just been discharged from the hospital, so I have to go back and see her."

"Okay, when will you be back?"

"About 4 days." He said: "When I go back, I will learn to swim by the way. In a few days, there will be scenes in the water."

"Okay, no problem." The assistant director nodded and said, "Is the driver coming to pick you up? Do you want me to call a car?"

"Thank you, no need, my driver is on the way."

Lin Yan looked down at his watch, handed over the work, and planned to go home, saying that grandma had just been discharged from the hospital and went back to visit.

Xie Moyu hadn't played these days, and happened to have to teach him how to swim, so he went back with his car.

Lin Yan got into the car, leaned against the window and closed his eyes to rest, while Xie Moyu quietly stared at his sleeping face.

The profile of his face is fair and clean, with a nose bone as tall and straight as a snow mountain, and thin lips, everything about him is just right.

Eyelashes moved, Lin Yan opened his eyes, and looked at him as if aware of it.

Xie Moyu: "?"

He looked innocent.

Lin Yan said, "What are you looking at?"

Xie Moyu said, "Aren't you asleep?"

Lin Yan:

He found a blindfold from his backpack, put it on, and before he put it on, he heard Xie Moyu's voice slowly, his voice was very gentle: "Director Lin, you look good when you sleep."

Lin Yan's temple twitched.

The two happened to be neighbors, and the car drove all the way to the door of their house.

When parting, Xie Moyu hugged him again, then looked into his eyes, and said, "Are you still misunderstood me now? What happens in the future, I hope you can trust me."

Lin Yan looked at him with bright eyes, smiled lightly, and said nothing.

After a while, he said inexplicably, "Thank you."

After speaking, he turned and went home.

It was very late when I got home, the moonlight was shining quietly, there was a gap in front of the garden gate, and the house was lit, probably someone had come back.Lin Yan pushed open the iron gate of the garden, went upstairs and opened the door, and saw that the living room was lit, his father was sitting on the sofa, and a servant was cutting fruit.

Put the apples in a glass bowl and make a bowl of salad. Seeing him coming, the servant went to the kitchen to get a pair of forks and put them in the salad bowl.

His father raised his eyes and looked at him from afar.

The two haven't seen each other for a long time.

At this moment, the father and son faced each other face to face, and they didn't know what to say.

It's been more than ten years, they haven't seen much for more than ten years.

Lin Yan lowered his head and began to change his slippers, then went upstairs, when his father suddenly stopped him.

"Yuan."

Lin Yan was taken aback, because he was too unfamiliar, he didn't know what to talk to his father. Lin Yan didn't speak, but turned around and looked at him quietly, and then he heard his father say, "Where is your mother? Where does she live?" ?”

Lin Yan took off his coat, and while the servant took it and hung it up for him, he said flatly, "She's with grandma."

Father said "Oh", and after a while, said, "Call her over and have a meal together."

Lin Yan lowered his eyes, swiped his thin white index finger on the phone screen, and said, "I'll send you the number, and you call it yourself."

The father stared at his figure, and found that he could barely recognize his son. He hadn't seen him for many years. He became tall and thin, with a very fair complexion, just like his mother, with the same eyes and nose, and the eyes were very bright. His complexion turned pale.

More and more like.

If his sister was still around, she would have looked like this too.

The father sighed and said, "Dad did something wrong in the past."

Lin Yan said: "Yes."

My father said: "The general environment is like this, and many choices are helpless."

Lin Yan said: "Yes."

Father said, "Your sister, she..."

Lin Yan couldn't listen anymore, so he didn't say anything, and went upstairs.

A light was turned on in the room, and he sat at the desk, raised his eyes, randomly pulled out a book from the shelf, and opened a few pages.He was holding the book in his hand, and accidentally dropped a photo between the pages. The person in the photo was smiling, with long hair draped over his shoulders, and delicate and gentle eyes.

He was slightly lost in thought, not knowing what he was thinking. After a while, the phone rang, and he picked it up. It was his mother's voice.

My mother called and said softly, "Tomorrow is your birthday, please say something in advance, happy birthday."

Lin Yan lowered his eyes, and after a while, he said, "Dad wants to have a meal together."

Mother didn't speak, hesitated for a while, and said, "What about you?"

Lin Yan turned over a page with his index finger and said, "What?"

Mother said softly, "Do you want to eat together?"

Lin Yan paused, his thin eyelids drooped, he looked out the window at the dark night, and said, "I don't want to."

Mother was taken aback, and said, "Oh, that's good."

After speaking, the phone was hung up.

It was already very late at this time, he was alone in the room and felt a little loneliness that he hadn't noticed before. Lin Yan glanced at a photo in the book, and there was a line of small yellow characters in the lower right corner of the photo, explaining that the photo was taken. The date of the photo, it was taken many years ago.

He was very sad, after a while, he thought of Xie Moyu, and suddenly wanted to see him very much.

But he didn't go.

He washed by himself, then curled up under the quilt to read a book, turning a few pages.

Before I knew it, it was 11:58 at night.

With 2 minutes left, he felt as if he was waiting for something.

What are you waiting for?

He didn't understand.

Lin Yan lowered his head to read the book, read it for a while, took out his mobile phone and glanced at it, it was 12:00 now.

Still nothing.

He was about to turn off his phone and go to sleep.

At this time, the phone ding-dong, and a message popped up: "Xie Moyu @了你."

Lin Yan was startled, straightened up from the bed, then clicked in, and saw the message he sent.

Xie Moyu clicked on Weibo.

A photo with text.

The picture shows a crooked little cake, and the text says: happybirthday@林缊 "cake" "cake"

The corners of Lin Yan's lips curled slightly, he clicked on the photo, and zoomed in to see it.

He didn't forget.

There is a chocolate brand on the cake, and a row of white chocolate handwriting on the black chocolate is also crooked.

To my favorite director Lin;

Next to it is a little red flower he drew with jam.

This flower...has he graduated from kindergarten?

The corner of Lin Yan's lips curled up, seeing it, staring at the phrase "favorite", feeling indescribable.

like the most.

most.

Lin Yan's bright eyes flashed a very shallow light, like an illusion, fleeting.

The phrase "most".

He seemed instantly relieved.

Lin Yan paused with his index finger and clicked on the comment section. Before he could see the screams of a group of CP fans, he replied: Thank you, good night, and go to bed early.

After typing this line, he felt that his tone was a little cold. After thinking about it, he added a small icon of good night.

It's coming out soon.

Less than a minute after sending out, a video call came in without warning.

so enthusiastic?

Lin Yan was startled, and quickly, with a swipe of his index finger, he picked up the phone.

His appearance was reflected on the screen of the mobile phone. Xie Moyu seemed to be sitting in the room with the lights on. He was wearing a black bathrobe with cross-collared collar. There were water beads on his white collarbone, sliding across the beautiful collarbone line.

Xie Moyu's hair on his forehead was a little wet, it looked like he had just washed it, and his clear pupils looked at him, shining like stars.

"Haven't slept yet?" He raised his eyes, his slender eyelashes were wet with water, they were extra thick, and his voice seemed to contain sugar, "Could Director Lin be waiting for me?"

Lin Yan didn't answer, looked down at him, and asked, "What are you doing?"

Xie Moyu raised his eyebrows and said, "Guess."

Lin Yan glanced at him, and for some reason, his mood improved.

There seemed to be something wrong in his room. After a while, a young girl in a white dress burst into the camera, approached the camera, and then moved away quickly.

Xie Moyu pushed her, as if wanting her to leave, then turned to Lin Yan, explained with a low smile, "Don't talk to her."

"Oh, who is she?" Lin Yan asked seemingly unintentionally.

"My sister." Xie Moyu said, then turned around and said something helplessly.

Xie Moyu's younger sister seemed to be a little skinnier than him, and soon broke into the camera again, saw him, and blinked.

My sister said, "Hello, Director Lin."

The younger sister said with a smile: "My brother likes you very much."

Xie Moyu turned around and said, "Shut up."

There was another rustling sound over there, and the two of them didn't know what they were doing.

"Good night." Listening to the frolicking over there, Lin Yan said, "Go to bed early. Thank you for the cake."

Xie Moyu was startled, but before he recovered, the video call was hung up.

Lin Yan lifted the quilt, took a coat from the coat rack, wrapped it around his body casually, and opened the door of the room.

He went to find Xie Moyu, and went downstairs. When he went downstairs, his father poked his head out from the room on the second floor and asked, "Where did you go?"

"friend's house."

Lin Yan said, went downstairs and opened the door.

The familiar clear breath.

The wind blows in.

As soon as the door was opened, a pair of extremely beautiful eyes came into my eyes.

Xie Moyu stood in front of the door carrying the cake.At night, it was a bit cold, he was wearing a thin coat, but he was warm, Lin Yan raised his eyes to look at him, and the moment their eyes met, Xie Moyu suddenly opened his arms to hug him, his whole body Unpreparedly buried in his shoulders, I could vaguely hear his slightly faster breathing.

This hug came suddenly and inexplicably.

But it's warm and solid.

Xie Moyu lowered his eyelashes, he really wanted to kiss him at that moment.

After a long time, the kiss fell lightly on the top of his hair.

Lin Yan paused, and asked after a while, "What are you doing?"

Xie Moyu said, "Hold you."

Lin Yan said, "Why?"

Xie Moyu lowered his eyes, stared at him quietly, and said softly, "I feel that you need it very much."

In the cold night, the two looked at each other at the door, Xie Moyu's eyes were extraordinarily bright against the backdrop of a street lamp outside.

Lin Yan lowered his eyes uncomfortably, and didn't express any opinion on his rather familiar words of concern, but his heart missed two beats. He took a step back, returned to a safe distance, pointed at the cake, and said: " You did it?"

"En," Xie Moyu blinked. His long and curled eyelashes and light-colored pupils were extraordinarily beautiful. He stared into Lin Yan's eyes and whispered, "Director Lin, try it?"

He looked expectant.

At the same time, footsteps were heard on the stairs.

Lin Yan's father went downstairs slowly, took a look, and saw Xie Moyu standing at the door.

Lin Yan's heart tightened.

Xie Moyu raised his eyes generously: "Uncle."

Lin Mingyuan saw him, and slowly recognized that he was Xie Moyu, and slowly showed a smile on his face: "Xiao Xie. Do you know each other? When did you meet?"

"Let's film together," Xie Moyu said ambiguously, "However, I know Director Lin, maybe even earlier."

"Come in and sit," Lin Mingyuan laughed, thinking that this child is really attractive, so he said, "Why don't you sleep here tonight? I'll get you some tea."

"No, no, no," Xie Moyu stood at the door, his face reflected the cold night, but his expression was gentle. He lowered his eyelashes, looked at Lin Yan and said, "Here's the cake, go to bed early."

The fingers of the two brushed lightly, Lin Yan held the tie on the outside of the cake box, Xie Moyu's fingers were warm, and the moment they rubbed, the touch was very clear.

He turned away.

Lin Yan quietly looked at his back.

Xie Moyu was walking on the asphalt path, and after an unknown amount of time, he suddenly turned his face and looked back.

The two suddenly looked at each other through the moonlight.

Lin Yan hurriedly lowered his head, his fair side face was slightly uncomfortable.

Xie Moyu laughed softly, turned and left.

Lin Yan paused, and closed the door. He put on slippers, took off his coat, hung it on the coat rack, and then sat down at the dining table.

He opened the cake box, and his thin white fingers paused suddenly.

The cake box is square and big, but the cake inside is extraordinarily small.

Black Forest cake with a white chocolate stand on top.

Written, to my favorite Director Lin.

The words are pretty.

Lin Yan's pupils shrank slightly, his eyelashes closed, and his fingers on the table moved slightly.

He hasn't eaten such sweets for a long time.

But this time.

Still eager to try it.

There was a knife and fork in the cake box. He took the fork and tasted it.

Very sweet.

He didn't like sweets before, but now, it seems to be different.

Lin Yan couldn't help but imagine Xie Moyu busy in the oven, the corners of his lips slightly raised, this cake is very sweet, very similar to someone.

How did he come up with it?

In the early morning, in the middle of the night, deliver cakes.

He took the cake out, picked up the box, and wanted to put it aside, but he was startled. He suddenly found that there seemed to be a compartment under the cake box.

No wonder it is a bit heavy to lift.

What's inside?

What else but cake?

Lin Yan took apart the bottom of the cake box and stopped in mid-air.

His pupils shrank.

In the cake box, besides the cake, there is also a picture.

The packaging is very careful, no wonder it is so heavy.

The painting is an oil painting, and Lin Yan knew at a glance that it was the work of a deceased master in Europe, and it was a priceless work.Because of this, his eyes widened in disbelief.

Anyone who knows a little bit about art knows that this painting was sold at an auction for a high price.

The phone screen lights up.

Lin Yan slowed down, picked up the phone with his thin white fingers, and glanced at it.

Xie Moyu:

-Is the cake delicious?

Lin Yan paused, typed slowly with his fingers, typed out a line and then deleted it. After a while, he sent:

- what's the matter with the painting

Xie Moyu:

- Do you like the painting?

- I read your interview before, and I heard that you like his works very much.

At the same time, Lin Mingyuan came down and saw the painting.

He frowned and asked Lin Yan: "He gave it to you?"

Lin Yan didn't speak.

What kind of relationship would give such a gift.

.

"He gave you such an expensive gift?"

His father looked at him attentively, observing Lin Yan's expression carefully.

"Hmm." Lin Yan was slightly dazed.

"Only for you? Or for everyone else?" asked the father.

Lin Yan didn't speak, and finally he picked up the oil painting and went to the room, hanging it behind his bed.

Lights out, sleep.

When he closed his eyes, he vaguely recalled Xie Moyu's beautiful and affectionate eyes, and for some reason, there was a slight strangeness in his heart.

the next day.

There seemed to be a light rain falling outside the window. When Lin Yan woke up from the bed, he turned his head and saw a message from him floating on his mobile phone.

Lin Yan lifted the quilt and went downstairs while replying to the message.

屿：

- come to my house

- I'll teach you how to swim.

Lin Yan paused, and gently tapped his index finger on the screen to reply:

-Hold on.

- just woke up.

He thought about it, and originally wanted to say, thank you for the painting, but felt that this seemed too alienated and polite, and he should not talk to him like this.After all, he was special to him, and Lin Yan didn't think about it for a while.

Breakfast was bread and milk, and I ate two bites at random. When Lin Yan went out, he caught a glimpse of his father from the corner of his eye. He was reading a research report and then turned his head to ask Lin Yan, implying: "I heard that homosexuality is Hereditary, don't you think?"

Lin Yan paused, but he didn't reply.

When his father said this, he narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at him.Lin Yan didn't know what this meant, maybe it was the painting yesterday that made him suspicious.

When going out, Lin Yan closed the door and said, "Grandma has been discharged from the hospital, go and see her."

The villas in this area are all very large, and the neighbor's house—that is, Xie Moyu's house—has been expanded twice.

There is a very large swimming pool at the entrance.The marble bottom is neatly built, and the water quality is clear and clean, perhaps because someone comes to clean it every day.

early spring