The Melaleuca Routine of Fishing Attack

Xie Moyu seemed to be asleep, with a handsome face and long eyelashes.Shut up and be quiet.It looks a little cute.He looked at his tall nose and slightly curved lips, and slowly realized that he and Xie Moyu were lying on the same bed.

Xie Moyu's hair looked a bit messy on the pillow, with a bit of broken hair in front of his forehead, and his eyebrows were very slender.Lying on his side, his arms stretched out wide, wrapping around his waist.

The adult male's arm was a little heavy. When he put it on his body, he felt a certain familiar strength and the touch of long fingers on his back.Unaccustomed to such a close distance, Lin Yan stepped back, but seemed dissatisfied, Xie Moyu frowned, wrapped his arms around his waist reflexively, and did not let go of his strong arms.

The warm touch on his waist became clearer, and at the same time, he felt a little different.

There was a little red on Xie Moyu's neck.

Like hickeys.

A piece of fragmented memory rushed into my mind without warning.Incomplete fragment.The hand on his waist held the back of his head. They once kissed and hugged under the street light, and even some scenes that he was ashamed to look at directly.The images were blurry and overly impactful, and he remembered opening the bathroom door as though he were taking a shower.

He saw a lot.

It's dying.

Lin Yan:

Must be dreaming.

He tilted his head and buried it deep in the pillow.The white ear that fell in the air was too fragile, translucent, and soon filled with the red color of blood.

He exhaled hot.

As for why he dreamed of him, that was another matter.

He didn't even understand why the dream was so surprisingly sexy.

He doesn't seem passive at all.I can't tell who was thinking about whom first in the dream, who moved who first, and broke the boundary that should have existed.

He even remembers his shape and color.

Lin Yan raised his hand, squinted his eyes in the sun, and glanced at his fingers.

Too much.unacceptable.

Lin Yan's cheeks were as hot as a fever, he closed his eyes hard, thinking in embarrassment, why is this happening?

He shook certain images out of his mind.

He glanced at the young man sleeping on the pillow again.

Under the white bathrobe, the collarbone, chest, and the muscular contours of an adult male are clearly visible.

He tilted his head, his face was a little hot.

At this moment, he felt a slight vibration coming from his side.Then, there was a warm touch on the ear.Xie Moyu's fingers gently stroked the earlobe, and pinched it again, as if teasing in a leisurely manner.

"woke up?"

His voice was low and hoarse, with a bit of magnetism when he woke up in the morning, but very gentle.

Must be dreaming.

Lin Yan tried his best to ignore the hickey marks on Xie Moyu's neck and collarbone.

Xie Moyu's attitude is so natural, there is basically no difference from usual, so maybe they just slept in the same bed, as for the rest, it is completely affected by the process of filming, it is just a dream, and it cannot explain What.

"En." Lin Yan had no choice but to open his eyes, paused, avoided his sight, and said softly, "Morning."

"Good morning," Xie Moyu suddenly approached him lightly, kissed him lightly on the forehead, and said as if he was very happy, "I saw you as soon as I woke up, Director Lin."

Lin Yan was taken aback.

The kiss overwhelmed him.

Then he met Xie Moyu's eyes.

In the morning, Xie Moyu faced the very light outside the window, his pupils were light brown.Lin Yan even noticed that his pupils shrank slightly with the light.

Like some kind of big cat.

"Are you hungry?" Xie Moyu's fingers moved slightly on Lin Yan's waist.

He seems to be gently caressing with his index finger and middle finger, the soft and warm waist feels a little tight under his palm.

Lin Yan quickly tensed up sensitively, and said, "A little bit. What time is it? It's time to get up."

He lifted the quilt and got out of bed. The moment his feet hit the ground, he felt like he was stepping on a cloud. He was a little floating, and he couldn't tell what it felt like.

This moment in the morning may have been too quiet, the two of them tacitly agreed, and no one mentioned what happened last night.

Lin Yan wore the hotel's white slippers, stepped on the dry wooden floor, and walked into the bathroom.

Once he decided on something, he would hypnotically hint to himself.Such an absurd thing must be a dream, and the logic is perfect, so he was relieved again, turned on the faucet, saw himself in the mirror, and raised his eyes.His eyes were a little misty, and the white bathrobe was hung on his shoulders, and the belt was loosely tied.There is a little red mark on the chest.There is also a little bit on the collarbone.

What exactly is that?

He looked carefully in the mirror, after all, he had never been in love.The only word that can't come to mind is hickey.But is that the hickey?

how come.

Maybe caught?

He felt relieved again.

Based on Xie Moyu's attitude, he tried his best to judge the situation last night.

——It’s just a dream, after all, no one can experience such a thing and still be calm.

Xie Moyu leaned against the bed, quietly staring at his back, a little lost in thought.

It was like that last night.

But Lin Yan didn't mention it, and his attitude was even mild.

Is he...

Could it be that he actually accepted it?

Yesterday, he took the initiative to kiss him, maybe it was already some kind of statement.Even when drunk, no one would kiss an irrelevant, unfeeling person so emotionally.

Xie Moyu's eyes brightened, he slightly opened them wide, staring at Lin Yan's back, his eyelashes trembling.

Soon another person came in the bathroom. He was standing beside him with a natural attitude. He seemed to be in a good mood. His eyes were too bright. He stared at Lin Yan in the mirror. Lin Yan raised his eyes to meet the gaze Finally, Xie Moyu bent the corners of his lips, and smiled as if very satisfied.

This is a single room after all.The rest of the place is not too wide, and the whole space seems to be narrowed when he comes.Lin Yan felt that his eyes were on him.He simply closed his eyes and washed his face with cold water.

The sound of water stopped.

Xie Moyu was indeed looking at him.

Lin Yan was wearing the same white bathrobe as him, with a belt around his waist.There were drops of water on his bare skin. He had just washed his face and didn't dry the drops of water. He closed his eyes and looked a little uneasy. He reached for the towel on the hook.Cold water ran down the eyelashes, and the tip of the nose and chin dripped onto the chest.

Seeing that he still couldn't find the correct position, Xie Moyu sighed almost inaudibly, took off the towel, lowered his eyes, grabbed the towel with his long and thin fingers to help him wipe it clean.

Lin Yan stopped, as if he suddenly became vulnerable and sensitive to physical contact.

Just a little touch has made him recall a lot irresistibly.

He trembled and stepped back for a moment.

He opened his eyes, and then met Xie Moyu's eyes in the mirror.

"Thank you."

The tips of Lin Yan's ears were still a little red, his eyes were clear and moist, black is black and white or white, but looking at Xie Moyu somehow, he seemed a little shy.

"It's ok."

At that moment, Xie Moyu seemed to be sure of something, as if he was illuminated, smiled, hung up the towel, hugged him from behind, lowered his head, and gently kissed the top of his hair , ears, cheeks.

Lin Yan's pupils shrank.

The kiss came suddenly, hot, and the breath was ambiguous.

Lin Yan froze in amazement, as if some facts were laid out in front of him, gradually smoothed out.

"Director Lin, we will be like this from now on, okay?"

Xie Moyu seemed to be jumping for joy, his eyes lit up, his breathing trembled slightly, his tone was longing, but what he said was a firm commitment: "I want to be good to you, be responsible to you, I cherish you very much..."

Lin Yan still didn't speak.

There was so much information that he couldn't digest it for a while, as if something was slowly collapsing.

A certain truth that he had been suppressing was gradually emerging.

Was it true last night?

Lin Yan took a deep breath and opened his eyes wide.

He admitted that getting along with Xie Moyu during the filming process was a bit out of bounds, and occasionally reacted a bit embarrassingly;

He has also seriously envisioned many ways to get along with Xie Moyu after filming the film - he can cool down with each other for a period of time, and then become friends after returning to normal; or slowly forget the occasional excesses in the ordinary relationship .

But he never thought that after they finished filming the movie, they would directly...

Unknown, Xie Moyu went in, opened the window, and a gust of breeze blew the curtain with the fragrance of trees. He walked over, hooked Lin Yan's shoulder, lowered his eyes, and asked softly, "Honey, are you going to have breakfast?"

Kissed his hair and forehead again.

That sentence seemed to have a bit of indescribable emotion, delicate, like flirting, the moment he met Xie Moyu's eyes, his heart was suffocated, tightened, there was an unexpected feeling, and his heart beat violently A few times.

"what happened?"

Xie Moyu didn't seem to have reacted, he put his slender fingers on the back of Lin Yan's bare neck, flexed his index finger and scratched it, and said in a slightly lower voice just like before, "Baby, aren't you used to it?"

When these two words are uttered, there seems to be a kind of emotional appeal.

It was overwhelming, and there was heat in my ears.

Lin Yan's heartbeat was fast and chaotic, Xie Moyu's beautiful eyes were still staring at him, and he leaned closer again, kissing his face lightly.

Lin Yan's heart skipped a beat, his fingers touched the place where he had been kissed, and he stared at him, stunned.

He couldn't tell whether it was because he was stunned by the fact that "they slept last night", or something else, but his heart beat a little faster.But he had no time to respond.He just felt as if the world had turned upside down.

The dream last night was not a dream.

The kisses, the hugs, everything that happened was real.

Is it really not an illusion?

Does borderline sex count as sex, love, does it count as having a relationship?

Two people are reflected in the mirror.

Lin Yan's skin has always been cold and pale, lacking in blood, as if glazed on porcelain.

But now it's obvious that something is wrong with him.

There was a very light blush on his face, and there were slightly dark marks on his lips after being sucked. The ambiguity made him a little messy.

what is this?

"Director Lin," Xie Moyu kissed him lightly again, on the ear, on the cheek, then stared at him again, and said, "What do you like me to call you? Baby, baby."

His kiss fell lightly, his hot and humid breath, and the suppressed rush.

"I," Lin Yan's voice was a little dry, he asked slowly: "Did last night..."

He wanted to ask, did I do anything outrageous to you last night?

But he couldn't ask, it was too embarrassing.

In the past, Lin Yan had heard a lot about directors' unspoken rules for actors, but he didn't feel a little guilty until this matter happened to him.

He was the one who started it when he was drunk yesterday, right?Many things have become broken fragments, he can't remember the causal relationship before and after, but there are some pictures that keep playing back.Actually the kisses he remembered, or whatever, he had no time to take away from his cool, his mind was a mess.

How can this happen?

He didn't know how to face Xie Moyu.

How do you feel about him?

It's messy, messy.

"Aren't you used to it?" Xie Moyu stared at his confused expression, thought for a while, and said seriously: "Indeed, the progress seems to be a bit faster."

Lin Yan didn't know how to respond, countless thoughts rose and fell.

What usually happens after this kind of thing?

"What do you want to eat in the morning?"

Xie Moyu lowered his head and asked in his ear, "Go out together?"

Xie Moyu hugged him from behind, the bathrobes they both wore were extremely loose and draped over their bodies.He hugged Lin Yan from behind, sticking his bare parts together.Looking at the mirror, he lowered his head again, kissed Lin Yan's ear with his lips, and said in a low and magnetic voice, "Why are your ears so red?"

Lin Yan looked at the glasses.

"Yesterday," Lin Yan could no longer face him, but still held a glimmer of hope, staring at him closely, and asked, "Are we..."

"Ah."

Xie Moyu's eyelashes trembled, and he said slowly and tentatively: "Kiss, there are other things."

".. anything else?"

Xie Moyu paused, kissed his neck, and asked him in a low voice: "How much do you remember about yesterday?" After he finished asking, he asked next to his ear, with a little expectation in his tone, and said: "You are very sensitive. Are you comfortable? Do you like it?"

Perhaps because of being too close, Lin Yan froze soon.

Lin Yan felt a hot current rushing up from the soles of his feet, and his whole face was flushed.

"Why," Xie Moyu smiled, and said, "I didn't like it very much yesterday. You just leaned there and watched while you were taking a shower."

He barely calmed down his heartbeat, moved a little further away, closed his eyes, and as if making up his mind, he suddenly turned around and looked at Xie Moyu.

"sorry."

He spoke suddenly, and the words came a little suddenly, as if he had made a decision, with determination and intolerance.

I am sorry.

Xie Moyu was at a loss for a moment, thinking about the possible meaning of this sentence.

Lin Yan turned around and walked out of the small bathroom. Turning around, he found the somewhat messy clothes, sweaters, and trousers that he had thrown away from the sofa, embarrassing one by one. Every time he picked up a piece, his memories would be richer. One o'clock, then he took the clothes, went into the cloakroom, slammed the door shut, blocking the sight of the people behind him, and whispered:

"Give me a moment to calm down, okay?"

A rustling sound.

He quickly changed his clothes, and when he opened the door he was neat and decent again.

Lin Yan was wearing a white down and sweater, his long white fingers protruding from the cuffs, the black wet hair on his forehead was curled and stained with water, he leaned against the door of the cloakroom, without looking at Xie Moyu, Said lightly: "I was drunk last night, maybe I haven't played yet, I messed up, I'm sorry, please don't take it seriously. I'm wrong."

He thought about it, but there was a burning heat in his ears, and his whole body seemed to be hot, and he said:

"Any kind of compensation is fine."

Xie Moyu's smile stopped on his face, he stood there looking at him, his whole body seemed to be stunned by these few words, dazed, at a loss, his beautiful eyes widened, looking at him almost blankly.Seeing his long eyelashes trembling a few times, Lin Yan felt a little unbearable emotion in his heart for some reason.

Xie Moyu was silent for a long time, then he seemed to react slowly, and asked him:

"It doesn't count?"

Lin Yan paused and asked, "What?"

Xie Moyu lowered his eyes, sat on the sofa, and after a while, asked him slowly, with a slightly shy tone:

"You kissed me, not because... you like it?"

His tone was much lighter than usual.

love this word.

Lin Yan's cheeks started to feel hot without warning, as if they were burning.

Xie Moyu raised his eyes and stared at him closely: "It's just because you're drunk, if it was someone else, would you do the same?"

Lin Yan:

His attitude fell into his eyes, as if he had acquiesced.

Xie Moyu shook his head, he said, "Sorry, I seem to be being sentimental."

Self-indulgent?

Lin Yan looked at him and felt that he might have grasped some key point vaguely.

"I thought Director Lin liked me too." He lowered his eyes, forced a smile, and said, "So I was thinking too much, sorry."

".. Also?" Lin Yan noticed the word.

Xie Moyu's face gradually turned pale, and said: "I was wrong last night, I couldn't hold back, I'm sorry."

Lin Yan still didn't react, but he felt as if he had vaguely grasped the key point. He wondered if he liked...

As soon as this sentence came out, there was a kind of heat all the way up. He didn't even know that the word "like" still had such an effect.

Xie Moyu paused, and then said, "I'm sorry, I didn't want Director Lin to know, it's very troublesome, right?"

Xie Moyu picked up his clothes, wrapped them casually around his body, and left in a hurry.

He said, "Then..bye."

Lin Yan stared at his back from a distance.

He hasn't gotten out of Xie Moyu's "like" yet.

When did this happen?When did it start?He had no impression at all, so much so that he wanted to catch these clues.It feels a bit complicated and confusing.One day later, there was a scene to be re-shot, so he had to go back to the place where he shot for the first time.

To shoot is an exterior scene.The aquatic plants on the river bank seem to be deeper.Under the bright white sun, the river water flashed with silver ripples.He stared at this place with an indescribable emotion.The weather is getting cold again. When shooting, it was still early autumn. Now it seems like winter is coming. The wind is quite strong and the air is chilly.

"Director Lin, do you still remember Teacher Xie?"

The little brother who was carrying the camera next to him couldn't help but smiled, and said, "I saw him a few days ago, he seemed to be broken in love."

When Lin Yan thought of Xie Moyu, he couldn't help but pause.

Then he remembered that he once hung a small lucky bag on a certain tree.

He vaguely remembered what Xie Moyu had written, saying it was a secret;

He didn't look at it then, but now he can't help wondering.

Lin Yan never had such a thing as "falling in love with the same sex" in his plan. He has heard many touching stories, but they have nothing to do with him.

That day, he revisited the old place again, and saw the tree in the tourist attraction, hung with red lucky bags and bells. He found the bag that Xie Moyu had hung on it, and saw the rolled up letterhead, A line of elegant handwriting reads:

——Mountains have trees and trees have branches, and the heart is pleasing to the king and the king does not know it.

Lin Yan's pupils shrank.

It was as if something had been touched in the heart.

That's when it started.

Or earlier.

At that moment, he looked at it quietly for a long time, rolled up the note, and put it away.

Surprised, moved, and unbearable.

This person, or this relationship, was never in his plans.

But everything came without warning, and it was menacing.

Then, there was a week-long embarrassment period.

For a week, neither of them had any further communication, as if they were trying to avoid each other.

And this anomaly was quickly discovered by the stalking media.After the filming is over, there will be a long period of publicity and release.According to the general approach, if you want to increase the topicality and the future attendance rate of the movie, you will usually stir up a little scandal.If the two leading actors in the movie are of the opposite sex, this is easy to handle, and it is normal to speculate, but this time the leading actors are them, the same sex.

To hype or not to hype is a delicate topic.

For Lin Yan, this kind of thing is actually unnecessary.

But it was different for his agent.

"I know that Director Lin has a rich family, and it's okay to be a prodigal when making a movie. But, he has to think about us." The agent began to cry to his assistant: "I just changed to a flat, and the mortgage is so hard. Director Lin is so buddhist." He didn’t cooperate with firing CP, he pushed all the interviews related to them, and we can only pray that the movie will sell well.”

"There are." The assistant pulled out a magazine and said, "Isn't this the one?"

The magazine is a movie publication, with him on the cover, and a description of the cover of the day.

Title: Directly hit the new film in December - an interview with the director of literary and artistic films;

Lin Yan on the cover is wearing a white coat, which looks very casual and comfortable, and the zipper has been pulled up to the collarbone.His expression returned to the look similar to frigidity, with a cold white complexion, a little black curly hair hanging down on his forehead, a bright nose tip, long and thin fingers resting on his chin, black and bright eyes.

A cold face with no emotion.

The agent looked at the interview, skipped the professional questions about the film, and looked at the questions about his relationship with Xie Moyu at the end of the next few chapters.

Reporter: "Excuse me, is this the first time you and Mr. Xie have cooperated?"

Lin Yan: "Yes."

Reporter: "Can you comment on this actor?"

Lin Yan: "Very talented, very good, and unforgettable."

Reporter: "Do you like him?"

This question is more subtle, and it is easy to step on the pit. After all, the reporter did not say what type of liking, but as a friend who has worked with Lin Yan, it is impossible to answer "I don't like it", but everyone knows that the relationship between the two is delicate. , the answer "like" is even more ambiguous.

According to her understanding of Lin Yan, this question is probably the type he would skip, and he directly answered "no comment" to express his boredom with such questions.

The agent turned a page and saw Lin Yan's follow-up answer.

Lin Yan: "I like it."

..like?

Um? ?

"What does "like" mean?"

"Praise out of politeness?"

"Otherwise, I still really like it. If they are all out of the closet, how is that possible?"

"Besides, Director Lin is straight, don't be fooled by cp fans."

..

This is what Lin Yan saw when he walked into the office.

His assistant and agent are facing a certain page of the interview, expressing considerable surprise and bewilderment.

Lin Yan put down his briefcase.

Slender fingers opened the chair and sat down, saying, "What's wrong?"

He seemed to know what happened, and his expression was quite calm.

The agent glanced at him hesitantly, and saw Lin Yan sitting on the armchair quite relaxed, slowly opened the notebook, opened the pages with white fingers, and took a sip of hot water from the cup.

The manager then took the magazine and handed it to him, pointed to the last line and said, "Director Lin, this sentence... isn't it a bit ambiguous?"

She noticed that Lin Yan's expression was always dull, and there was a rare and unusual appearance on his face.His eyes quickly swept away, and he whispered: "It's not possible."

It was this unusual feature that caught the broker's attention.

She tried, so she asked again: "Do you like him?"

"Huh?" Lin Yan took a sip of coffee, but choked, lowered his head, and coughed for a while.

After a while, he said, "What do you mean?"

Seeing that he didn't seem to understand, Xin Dao reckoned that the sentence was just casually, not what it meant, so he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "We should stir up more enthusiasm these days, Director Lin, you may not I know. They said you two broke up."

Lin Yan hummed and said, "Really?"

The agent smiled and said, "No, you didn't pay much attention."

Their CP fans and Wei fans are tearing up.

In the past, he and Xie Moyu were nothing more than mutual compliments, forwarding and commenting on Weibo.

It's just been a few days of no interaction.

The only fan looks like I'm the master, while the cp fan is pitifully looking for candy to prove that they are real.

The super talk between the two cps was even more explosive. Someone asked: "What should I do if I find that the cp I'm eating suddenly doesn't interact with each other? Is it just be like this?"

There are a lot of replies below, after all, everyone knows that Xie Moyu and Lin Yan have not interacted with each other on Weibo for a long, long time.

Some people even found that Xie Moyu suddenly deleted all Lin Yan-related news, praised him, or reposted awards-related posts, as if he was gradually removing things about Lin Yan from himself. clean up the world.

Everyone thought that this was the rhythm of be.

Until one day, someone found a blurry dynamic picture, which was a gif of two people passing each other at a certain dinner party.

The light was dim, they could clearly see each other but they didn't take the initiative to greet each other, they sat down at a table not too far away, they looked distant, but they could see the dark tide in their eyes.

After Lin Yan sat down, Xie Moyu, who was not far away, looked at him with deep eyes, picked up the wine glass with his slender fingers, took a sip, his face was expressionless, he couldn't tell whether he was happy or sad.

Immediately, Xie Moyu was called away.

Not long after, Lin Yan also raised his eyes, and stared quietly at his back for a while with the same gaze.

——In short, when one must be looking at the other, the other must be avoiding the other's gaze and avoiding the other.

CP powder said:

This is definitely the case!

What broke!

Maybe I accidentally did it!

As for Xie Moyu's missing Weibo, maybe it's set to be visible only to me!

I haven't contacted for many days, Lin Yan doesn't know how to face Xie Moyu.

He thought, whether to talk about this issue or not is actually very difficult for him. After all, falling in love with a man is really a bit challenging for him, not only about sexual orientation, but also about many other things.

He's not the type to treat feelings as a game. Once it starts, it can easily become a lifetime thing.

But with Xie Moyu for a lifetime——

It seems too unlikely.

There is too much external resistance.

Internal resistance...hasn't started yet, and he doesn't know.

If the other party is a little more persistent, he may not be able to stick to his principles.

But after a few days, the other party did not come to bother him, which made him a little surprised and a little at a loss.

He couldn't help asking a friend in the circle who had already come out of the closet, Ren Jia:

"Something happened recently."

Ren Jia is an actor-turned-director. In his own words, he is a half-baked guy. When in doubt, he consults Lin Yan. Fortunately, although Lin Yan looks indifferent, his temper is actually outrageous. People ask him , he spoke slowly.

The two sat in the coffee shop, Lin Yan looked the same as usual, wearing a light gray scarf, holding a cup of coffee with his fingers as if afraid of the cold, his expression was indifferent, only one thing, he seemed to be a bit unusually troubled, he wanted to speak And stop.

"what's up?"

The person over there asked him, a little curious, looked at him, and couldn't help but tease him, saying, "Director Lin, what can you do to ask me? Could it be that some man has taken a fancy to him?"

Lin Yan coughed in embarrassment, he hadn't thought that this kind of thing would be hit by him once.

"No." He lowered his eyes, pointed his white index finger at the corner of the table, and said, "I have a friend who was drunk and accidentally slept with a friend of the same sex who was close to him."

He tried to make his tone sound normal and steady.

He thought for a while and said in a low voice: "In this case, can we continue to be friends?"

"Accidentally?"

Ren Jia couldn't help feeling that it was too interesting, laughed, and said, "This is outrageous. Isn't it too careless? How did you do it?"

Lin Yan hesitated and said, "There is one of them, and they treat the other more than friends."

He was a little embarrassed as he spoke, and turned his eyes to the side.

He thought of the words Xie Moyu wrote to him again, and his heart warmed——Xie Moyu is really a little numb.

Ren Jia looked at his expression, understood, and thought that your friend must be yourself, but he knew that if others didn't want to talk about it, then he should pretend not to know, and didn't expose it, saying: "Then, What about your friend, what do you mean to him? Are you going to return the arrow? If you don’t plan to like others, don’t hang around.”

Lin Yan was quiet for a while, then said, "You mean, you can't be friends?"

"Ah."

He seriously suggested: "Either be lovers, or part ways and never see each other again."

Thinking about this sentence, Lin Yan became even more troubled.

Whether he admits it or not, the option of "parting ways and never seeing each other again" is not acceptable to him.

But the former one is too risky-who knows what will happen in the future?

Coming out of the closet has no effect on him, but it has too much impact on Xie Moyu, which is equivalent to cutting off his own career. Now the situation looks clear and good, but it just seems that same-sex marriage has not been legalized yet. What are you talking about? It's all nonsense.

Is it possible to hide it for a lifetime?

At this tangled juncture, Lin Yan hardly had a good night's sleep.

I dream of him every now and then.

The dream was weird, he dreamed that it was raining once, he didn't bring an umbrella, a man walked by with an umbrella, looked at him in the rain, smiled, and said, "Are you with me?"

The voice was very nice, Lin Yan couldn't help but walked over, stood under the umbrella, the two walked for a while without a word, he seemed to be aware of his faint affection for him, he couldn't explain what it was, until the two walked together Under one roof, the man put away his long umbrella, hugged him suddenly, lowered his head, and kissed his forehead lightly.

too light.

Restrained and warm, he woke up at that moment.

He took a slow breath for a while.

Actually dreamed of him.

It's too ridiculous.

Lin Yan turned over and looked at the mobile phone next to the pillow. At twelve o'clock, it was close to midnight, he got up from the bed in his pajamas, opened the sliding door, and stood on the balcony outside the bedroom—since the incident between him and Xie Moyu An embarrassing thing, he didn't live in that old house, for fear of bumping into someone when he opened the door.

That's embarrassing.

I had to move to the flat next to the company, alone, with a cat.

Standing on the terrace, he thought of many people and many things.

But what I miss most is Xie Moyu.

——As if there was a feeling, it didn't take long before he actually called.

Lin Yan looked at the screen, but didn't react. He thought he had made a mistake and didn't answer the phone for a while, but he didn't last long. He was afraid that the other party would really hang up, so he slipped his index finger and simply answered the phone, saying in a low voice :"Hello."

The sound of breathing came from the receiver. The night was very quiet. Lin Yan heard the sound of breathing and knew that it was him.

He didn't speak, and Lin Yan said "Hello" again on the phone.

After a while, there was only the sound of breathing, and the person on the phone said, "Director Lin, are you okay?"

This sentence was almost a greeting, Lin Yan was stunned for a while, listening to his hoarse voice, it felt like a world away.

"fine."

He tightened his fingers on the receiver, raised his eyes subconsciously, and looked at the stars in the night.

The person over there said in a nasal voice, "But, I'm not well."

Lin Yan paused, subconsciously looked at the screen, and heard a rustling sound, and the phone was hung up.

Where did he call?

Lin Yan heard it, the background sound was a bit noisy, like a bar.

He went to the bar?

Lin Yan frowned, thinking that the first time they struck up a conversation was also in a bar.

Then he remembered how unconscious the young man might be drinking in the bar, and frowned again. With his appearance, if he meets someone...

Soon he stopped.

What did he think he was doing? Hearing his voice, Lin Yan didn't hesitate, closed the door, went back to the bedroom, got into bed, a little angry, and didn't know if it was because of Xie Moyu or himself.

He always seemed to anticipate certain things these days.

For example, last night, just as he thought of Xie Moyu, the other party called while drunk.

For another example, yesterday, after worrying that he was drunk and met someone with ill intentions towards him, he went to the studio the next day, and as soon as he opened his notebook, he saw a notification that popped up in the lower right corner.

[Suspected Xie Moyu's ex-boyfriend Liang Renkun at the night party, his sexual orientation is a mystery]

Liang Renkun is the son of a certain group in Hong Kong. He is close to his father and has a nodding acquaintance with him.

However, ex-boyfriend?

fake.

Lin Yan didn't take it seriously at first, after all, he had heard it before, Xie Moyu said that he had never been in a relationship, so most of the rumors were fake, just a gimmick.

But he was restless for a while, and he really couldn't calm down to work. From time to time, he thought of the push and thought about it, so he simply clicked in to read it.

In the photo, the light is dim, and it was really taken in a bar.

The person surnamed Liang looked pretty good, they were very close, the man's arm was on his shoulder, his head was tilted, and he didn't know what to say in his ear, the close appearance gave people a very intimate feeling.

Lin Yan's eyes stopped at the place where his arms met Xie Moyu's bare skin on the shoulders and neck, raised his eyebrows, his smile disappeared, and his eyes were a little dark.

On that day, people in the company were surprised to find one thing:

Their usually quiet Director Lin seemed to be in a bad mood today, very bad.

Several employees entered his office smiling and came out crying.

"What happened to Director Lin today?"

"Did you take the wrong medicine?"

"He looks very irritable, you know? It's just that the whole person is restless..."

..

This mood lasted until that night.

He found that the frequency of his thinking about it was a bit high—thinking about it when drinking tea, thinking about it when eating, and thinking about it when he was sleeping.