The Melaleuca Routine of Fishing Attack

His tall figure turned around at the porch.

Xie Moyu didn't seem to go directly into the room, but turned to go to the living room, and soon there was the sound of the refrigerator door being opened.There was a rustling sound, someone was searching for something, after a while he took out a bag of biscuits and a glass of milk.Lin Yan heard a slight noise in the living room from the bedroom.

There is also a kitten, meowing softly.

The kitten rubbed against Xie Moyu's calf, rubbed it around, raised its head, and looked at him.

Beautiful blue eyes like sapphires.

Xie Moyu scratched it with his index finger, and the kitten meowed again, looking at him coquettishly.

..

When Xie Moyu came to the bedroom, he found that Lin Yan was reading a book, but his eyes were closed. He didn't know if he was asleep. He relaxed his steps again, walked over, and sat down by the bed.He stared at him quietly, bent slightly, pulled the book away from his hand, and pulled the quilt a little higher.

He looked down again, he was reading Kurosawa's book, and there was a crease on a certain page, which was very shallow.

Not knowing what the slight movement was, Lin Yan suddenly woke up.He glanced at the person in front of him in his sleepy eyes, and then realized that the issue of sleeping was about to be discussed again.

"Are you going to sleep?"

Lin Yan rubbed his eyes, his voice slightly hoarse.

"Yeah." Xie Moyu looked at him and raised his eyebrows, and said, "Do you mind sleeping together?"

Lin Yan was stunned.

Xie Moyu gave a shallow smile, lowered his head, and kissed him unexpectedly on the forehead.

When he approached, Lin Yan vaguely saw his beautiful pair of eyes, which were very deep and extremely black, not the light brown illuminated by the light a few days ago.

Kiss the forehead - within the acceptable range.

Very warm, hot, a little numb to breathe.

Lin Yan froze, his eyelashes trembled, and he curled his fingers subconsciously.

His kisses are always like this, although they are light, they seem to touch the internal organs.

Xie Moyu kissed his ear again, tilted her head, and whispered, "I know you're not used to it yet."

"it does not matter."

"Good night."

After speaking, he straightened up, took his book with him, and left.

When he left, he turned off the lights in the room.

Lin Yan looked at the dark bedroom and the books that had disappeared in his hands, feeling a strange melancholy.

So he fell asleep again.

After a while, he suddenly stretched out his hand to touch the place on his forehead where his lips had been in contact, and stared at the ceiling in a daze for a while.

Lin Yan's usual work and rest habits are actually quite irregular.

He glanced at the phone screen.

7:00, so early.

For some reason, it always seemed to him that night was more inspirational than day.

So he easily became a night owl. In the past few years, he often fell asleep at night until early in the morning-this also has disadvantages, such as the next day, the curtains are often drawn, and the whole room is immersed in darkness. I slept until noon and didn't get up.

"Morning starts at noon"—that being said, it affects the body more or less.

After living with Xie Moyu, this was the first time in a long time that he went to bed early and woke up early, but he felt surprisingly refreshed.

He lifted the quilt and got out of bed, still in a daze - all this happened so fast and so suddenly.

They are together?

It still feels unreal, like a dream.

After opening the closet door, he quickly discovered that the clothes of the two in the master bedroom were hung in the same closet, and they were not clearly separated.

Seeing another person's coat, coat, and windbreaker next to my clothes, I couldn't help but feel a little strange.Many of Xie Moyu's clothes are gray and dark brown, but they don't look too calm when worn on his body, it only makes him look very warm.

Maybe Xie Moyu didn't bring all the clothes here. For someone like him who often appears under the camera, shouldn't he have countless clothes? The clothes hanging in the closet unexpectedly give people a sense of simplicity. illusion.

"Wake up?"

The door was knocked a few times, and then pushed open gently.

Xie Moyu's eyes froze.

When the door opened, Lin Yan was sitting by the bed and unbuttoning his pajamas, his eyes were a little dazed, and he was a little embarrassed to see him suddenly entering the door.

His pajamas were half open, collarbone, firm belly, fair but extremely beautiful lines...Because of the cold, a certain light pink position stood up slightly, Xie Moyu's eyes seemed to sweep over, Moved away quickly again, saying, "Sorry."

Then the door was closed.

What's good or bad about him like this, Lin Yan still didn't realize it.

He just had a slight sense of dislocation - as soon as Xie Moyu closed the door, he remembered a sentence, the more hidden, the more sensual.

I didn't think much at first, but when he avoided it like this, Lin Yan became nervous instead.

"Morning." Lin Yan sat there looking at him, smiled, and said, "It's the first time I get up early."

After changing his clothes, he went out and found that the dining table was already full of breakfast.

Xie Moyu's usual food seems to be light. For breakfast, there are two sun-dried eggs, which are well fried and slightly burnt at the edges, but the yolks are still moist and delicious.

White porridge, green vegetables, sun eggs.

Usually their breakfast is prepared with the help of the servants at home.

Lin Yan was a little surprised and asked, "Can you still cook?"

Xie Moyu let out a "huh", raised his eyes, stared at him, and said, "Breakfast is still available, but the rest is not as good as Director Lin."

Lin Yan quickly shook his head, smiled, and said, "Don't exaggerate, my cooking skills are very average."

With that said, he stood up again and poured a glass of milk for each of them.

Soon, he put the milk on the glass, and he seemed to be in a good mood and began to eat breakfast.

After sleeping, Xie Moyu's hair was a little fluffy, with some loose hair on his forehead. When he lowered his head, Lin Yan saw that the bridge of his nose curved into a very elegant arc.

The way he eats is quite refined.

After looking at him like this for a while, Xie Moyu suddenly put down his chopsticks and said, "Director Lin, I actually bought something." His eyes were a little bright, as if he was looking forward to something, but he was a little apprehensive.

Lin Yan made a nasal sound: "Huh?"

Xie Moyu turned around as if he had received some promise, walked into his bedroom, and took out a small box.

He put it on the dining table and opened it.

It was a pair of men's rings.

Lin Yan was stunned. He didn't know if he could accept this thing, and he didn't know if it was suitable.

"Try it, it should look good on you."

As Xie Moyu spoke, he held up his hand—white, with well-defined knuckles, but the long fingertips were clean. They had touched the ice milk box and were stained with water.

He put the ring on the ring finger of Lin Yan's left hand. As if he couldn't help it, he lightly pinched his fingertips, and quickly let go, saying, "Your hands are beautiful."

Lin Yan withdrew his hand and said, "Well...thank you."

After finishing speaking, he wanted to take it off a little bit, but when he saw Xie Moyu's brows seemed a little happy, he gave up.

When no one is around, let him be.

Xie Moyu was indeed in a good mood.

Wearing a ring should confirm a certain relationship, right?

Afterwards, he took out a small cake from the refrigerator, took a piece of cake with a fork, ate it, drank some milk, then used a fork to divide the piece with strawberries, put it near Lin Yan's lips, and said, "Do you want to eat it? "

Lin Yan was taken aback.

He frowned slightly, not used to sharing tableware with others, he shook his head reflexively, and said politely, "No, thank you."

Xie Moyu seemed to notice it, he was depressed for a moment, but he quickly covered it up, pretending to eat it easily by himself, recalling that it was not like that when he was drunk and kissed him that day.

Before he could speak, Xie Moyu's phone screen lit up.

There are a few unread messages floating on it.

He picked it up and took a look. It was Liang Renkun who sent the message, and there were only two sentences:

- "I heard that you are out of order?"

- "Have dinner together in the evening and bring him along."

Xie Moyu stared at the screen for a while, his eyes paused, and soon, his slender fingers tapped on the screen a few times, and replied:

- See you later.

There is a display of "typing in..", after a while, reply.

Liang Renkun:

-who is he?

The question was about the identity of his boyfriend.

Xie Moyu didn't reply, just smiled, and soon, he put the phone aside, as if he was still thinking.

He thought, it's the person you chased but didn't catch.

Lin Yan noticed the slight change in his expression, and asked inadvertently, "Who was it just now?"

Xie Moyu didn't say anything, after a while, he said, "It's a friend."

Lin Yan didn't ask any more questions, but just glanced at Xie Moyu again, with a hesitant look on his face.

He asked again, "Is it that friend from before?"

"Which one?"

Xie Moyu raised his eyes, forgetting when Lin Yan met his friend.

Lin Yan then coughed and said, "Ex-boyfriend."

Xie Moyu raised his eyes, couldn't help but smiled, and said, "Director Lin, why did you promise me to fall in love?"

Lin Yan's heart skipped a beat when he asked, and subconsciously avoided, saying, "Because...not why."

"Is it the same with another person?"

Xie Moyu asked him again.

Regarding Liang Renkun, Xie Moyu didn't want the two of them to meet—asking himself, he didn't know how Lin Yan felt about him at all, and it was a bit unreal to agree so easily.

What if someone really pries the corner of the wall.

Lin Yan said: "How could it be the same?"

Xie Moyu looked at him, raised his eyebrows, but his eyes showed obvious distrust: "Really?"

After the two had breakfast, they went downstairs to the underground garage together.

Xie Moyu wore a long coat.

When going out, Lin Yan reached out and took down the scarf from the coat rack. Standing in the elevator from the top floor to the basement floor, he suddenly reached out and said, "Lower your head."

Xie Moyu looked at him, said with a smile in his voice, "Why. Help me put on the scarf."

Lin Yan stretched out his hand, approached him, put the scarf on him, wrapped it around it loosely, and said, "I heard you cough a little in the morning."

"I have a bit of a cold." Xie Moyu stared at him and said, "You have to stay away from me, lest I infect you."

When Lin Yan approached him, when he raised his head, he could vaguely see his eyelashes, nose tip, protruding Adam's apple, and how it moved up and down slightly with the sound of his voice.

Lin Yan's eyes paused for a moment, his face turned hot, and he left quickly.

Xie Moyu's gaze was on his hand on the scarf, thin and white, where the ring finger was, wearing a ring.

Rings are for men.There is a little engraving on the inner circle.

He hasn't taken it off yet.

Xie Moyu couldn't help but smiled, and was in a surprisingly good mood. When he approached, he opened his arms and gently touched his back, which turned into a hug.

He tilted his head and kissed Lin Yan's side face.

"baby."

His voice was hoarse, numb, hot, and diffuse.

Lin Yan couldn't help being blank for a moment, as if the heat flowed from the apex of his heart, it was hard to control himself.

"do not do that."

He stepped back, his face burning a little.

"Well," Xie Moyu then kissed him on the cheek and said, "It's up to you."

The car is parked on the first floor.

When he walked over, Lin Yan felt a little strange. He couldn't help but tilt his head and looked at the car. It was a dark blue Maserati.

The underground parking room was very empty, and Lin Yan quickly heard Xie Moyu's footsteps. He was tall and long-legged, walked around from the back of the car, opened the passenger door, and stretched out his hand to lightly touch Lin Yan's back. , Said: "I will send you."

Lin Yan got in short and saw Xie Moyu next to him go around to the driver's cab again. He opened the door with his slender fingers and sat in. Holding the steering wheel, he started to reverse the car very skillfully and set off on the road. His index finger was in a certain position again. After pressing it, an old record was released.

"Are you going to the studio for a while?"

"Ah."

"Will it be a little busy?"

"Go and see them cut the film."

When Lin Yan said this, his words paused subtly, and he felt a slight embarrassment.

Those scenes in the movie, those they used to kiss and entangle, just thinking about it makes people uncomfortable.

"looks good?"

Xie Moyu also thought about it, tilted his head, with a little smile in his eyes, and asked him: "I mean, the post-production effects of the movie."

"not bad."

His car quickly parked downstairs in the company. At this time, there were very few people, and a few assistants stood at the door, seemingly not recognizing him.

The glass of the car is smoky gray, and the people inside may not be seen clearly.

Soon, Xie Moyu suddenly turned sideways and lowered his eyelashes, and got closer. Lin Yan subconsciously held his breath and looked at him.

But he just helped Lin Yan unbuckle his seat belt very skillfully.The moment he was very close, he saw his eyelashes, the tip of his nose, and a faint smell of cologne.

"I'll pick you up at noon."

He whispered in his ear.

After Lin Yan entered the office, the first thing he did was to take a look at the work of the editor.

He has an editor who has been working with him for a long time, and the studios of the two are very close.Lin Yan entered his office, first called his assistant to say hello, and then got up and went with the key.

When going upstairs, the assistant's eyes fell on the index finger of his left hand from time to time.

His hands were thin and long, with sharp knuckles and fair skin, and the ring looked good, it seemed to be some kind of custom-made, similar to the style of his Cartier bracelet.

The assistant finally couldn't hold back, and asked in a low voice curiously and surprised: "Director Lin, this ring..."

Lin Yan glanced at him, but his eyes were cold and clear, and said, "What's wrong with the ring?"

The ring on the index finger of the left hand seems to indicate that she is unmarried, so maybe this ring is just worn with the bracelet for fun?

Lin Yan glanced again, a very shallow smile flashed across his eyes, and said, "It's a gift from a friend."

The assistant looked at his smile, startled, and thought:

The smile is so subtle and gentle, it's incredible, there is probably a story.

When Lin Yan arrived, he knocked on the door, waited quietly for a while, and the door opened.

When the editor saw him, he hurriedly made a gesture of invitation and said, "Director Lin, I've already cut half of it."

Lin Yan then lowered his head and took a look. He bent over and sat on the editor's stool, propping his chin.

After watching for a while, the eyebrows frowned.

With the index finger of his right hand holding a black signature pen, he tapped twice on the table.The voice was not too loud, but the editor who knocked on it raised his heart, and asked with trepidation: "Director Lin, what's wrong, is there something wrong?"

The assistant sat on the side, feeling the tension in the atmosphere for a moment.

"It's not right."

Lin Yan turned his head and glanced at the editor. There was no smile in his eyes, so that people could not see his emotions, and said, "This part is not edited correctly."

"Ok?"

The editor bent slightly, staring intently at the screen.

"In this shot, the camera is slowly panning, panning, panning again, the camera is slowly advancing, and each movement will let the audience see different content. The camera constantly produces new connotations during the movement, It brings a sense of flowing beauty to movie viewers, with a calm sea surface and a calm undercurrent, with an elegant sense of camera movement. You cut it off."

He said without haste, his voice was very light and pleasant to hear.

"Yes, that's right."

The editor nodded and said, "I'll change it again."

A change is a morning.

But after watching it for a while, he had to give in and said, "Indeed, this long shot is very distinctive."

The long shot calmly narrates the stories of several people to the audience, but in this slow movement, it brings out the waves in the hearts of the characters.Underneath this seemingly peaceful scene, there are emotional fluctuations inside, and the undercurrent of emotion gathers under the quiet ocean, bringing invisible tension to the audience.

"Little Lin, come here."

The young man named Xiao Lin responded and stood up.

"This is Director Lin," the editor introduced to him, and said in a respectful tone, "If you have any doubts in the future, ask Director Lin for his opinion."

"Hello, Teacher Lin."

He said a little embarrassedly, the roots of his ears were red.

The editor's apprentice, named Xiao Lin, had just graduated, and as soon as he came, his eyes were on Lin Yan.

Hearing about the daimyo is two different things from seeing the deity.

He feels very special, with a high collar, a thin and white jaw, and an indescribably alienated temperament. He is very quiet, but not all, and the reserved emotions in the corners of his eyes and brows make people feel that he should have a very rich personality. Inner world.

So.. so beautiful.

He could hardly take his eyes off it, and his heart beat violently.

"Why," the editor raised his eyebrows and said, "You're so nervous after meeting Director Lin?"

He didn't pay attention, and was looking at Lin Yan in a daze, when the door was knocked several times suddenly, and several people in the office turned around.

Xiao Lin kept paying attention to Lin Yan, but found that his expression suddenly changed.

As if the ice and snow had melted, his eyes lit up slightly, and he only followed the door to look, the tips of his reddish ears spread heat, and his cheeks were slightly blush.

Who is he looking at?

Tsk, is it...

"Are you done?" A nice voice said with a joke, "I didn't bother you, did I?"

It was Xie Moyu standing at the door.

He looked at Lin Yan, and when the two looked at each other, Lin Yan's expression changed subtly, his eyes lit up slightly, and there was a kind of implicit pleasure.

"No, no," the editor looked at the two of them, and asked blankly, "Mr. Xie, do you have a dinner appointment?"

"Well," Xie Moyu thought to himself, living together is also a kind of appointment, but it's only for a long time, so he said, "It's similar."

"Okay, Director Lin, let's watch it in the afternoon, don't worry, you have dinner first."

After speaking, he glanced at Xiao Lin again, and said, "Send off to Director Lin."

Kobayashi looked at the two of them, somehow felt that their atmosphere was unusual—there was a very atmosphere in the movie, when they looked at each other, their eyes were drawn, and it was even more so now.

Especially Lin Yan, after seeing Xie Moyu, he was neither cold nor cold.

When they walked to the door, Xiao Lin saw Xie Moyu help Lin Yan lift his briefcase with a calm expression, while Lin Yan walked beside him empty-handed——

What is the relationship between helping to carry the bag...

He couldn't figure it out for a moment.

This is a partnership.

The two returned home, so they bought some blue river prawns in the shopping mall downstairs.

On the way, Xie Moyu answered a phone call.

I don't know who it is over there, but Lin Yan heard a strange male voice.

..

"Dinner, please? No."

Xie Moyu held the steering wheel, smiled, and said, "You don't know who it is yet, so you don't want to invite me to dinner."

After speaking, he glanced at Lin Yan.

"Is it good-looking—sure, otherwise I've been chasing it for so long?"

"Well, hang up."

Lin Yan was on the side and heard it.

Lin Yan waited for Xie Moyu to finish the call, and then asked casually: "Who is it?"

"a friend."

Xie Moyu looked at Lin Yan, raised his eyebrows in displeasure, and said, "He's very interested in you."

Lin Yan:

He thought to himself, it was you who were chatting and laughing with others just now.

Then he was a little sullen, but not too obvious.

The prawns were still alive when they bought them back. Xie Moyu carried the bag into the kitchen and dumped them into the basin in a hurry.A bag of shrimp was poured in, there were probably twenty or thirty, enough for the two of them to eat for a meal.

Xie Moyu turned around, looked at Lin Yan, and said, "Honey, you will be responsible for tasting it later."

The river prawns have quite a lot of legs, and after being poured in, they moved rapidly, like a fan, and swam in the water.

Lin Yan walked over, feeling a little funny, knelt down beside him, looked at the group of shrimps, and said, "Can you do it?"

"Yes." Xie Moyu responded, and said, "You don't believe in your husband's cooking skills."

Lin Yan's ears warmed up when he was called by these two words, he glanced at him with some embarrassment, and said, "You're called now."

"Otherwise?" Xie Moyu said as he took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket, wiped the water, turned a page with his slender index finger, and entered on the page: how to eat river prawns and recipes.

Seeing him like this, Lin Yan couldn't help but calm down a little.

After a while, he suddenly looked at him again and said, "That friend of yours seems to be interested in you."

Xie Moyu was startled, and turned to look at him.

He was a little surprised and said, "Which friend are you talking about?"

Lin Yan didn't speak anymore, he stared at Xie Moyu for a while, his eyes fell on his lips.

He slid his Adam's apple and looked away.

Then he turned and walked out the kitchen door.

He felt that his temper was really inexplicable and very unreasonable, so he decided to read a book and be quiet for a while.

When he walked to the study room, he found some books on the bookcase that he had never seen before, and those were brought by Xie Moyu.

What does he like to watch?

Lin Yan became a little interested, and read each book one by one.He also read miscellaneous books.Literary, novels, stories, essays.Some are related to movies.Lin Yan's eyes turned around on his bookshelf, feeling a strange sense of peace.He saw a thick book, so he reached out and took it down.

Before turning a few pages, a bookmark fell off.

Lin Yan picked up the bookmark, but was startled.

The bookmark is a photo, the person in the photo is himself, the light is dim, and there is only a silhouette - when did Xie Moyu have the hobby of using his photo as a bookmark?

Lin Yan looked at the photo that was obviously taken secretly, his face became hot, he turned it over, and saw a line of small characters.

——10.03, first time.

Lin Yan froze, glanced, a little lost in thought.

It took him a while to regain his senses, clamped the book up, and carefully put it on the shelf.

After reading a few more books, time passed very slowly, and the door of the bedroom was pushed open after an unknown amount of time, Xie Moyu said, "Okay, let's try it."

Lin Yan then came to the dining table.

The river prawns I bought just now have been cooked, and the blue shells have turned into pinkish white, lying on the dinner plate.

He put it quite neatly and crawled around the plate.

Lin Yan sat down and picked up his chopsticks.

Xie Moyu peeled one, picked it up with chopsticks, tasted one himself, and it felt good, then peeled another one, dipped the shrimp in the juice and handed it over, as if he wanted to feed it to him.

The chopsticks were all up to his lips, and he suddenly remembered that the tip of the chopsticks was sucked by himself, and he didn't know whether to continue feeding him—most likely he would be refused again.

Xie Moyu paused, as if he wanted to take it back.

At that moment, Lin Yan suddenly froze.

He was close, Lin Yan looked at his beautiful eyes, and felt a strange feeling in his heart, and his heart skipped a beat.

Perhaps it was because they edited too many films in the morning, and the scene of them kissing in the film flashed again. Lin Yan vaguely recalled the rare few kiss scenes, and the feeling of their last kiss when they were drunk that night, Some unexpected heartbeat.

At that moment, Lin Yan didn't know why, he suddenly bit out the chopsticks that were stretched out, and took the shrimp in his mouth, raised his wet eyes, and looked at him.

Xie Moyu looked at him deeply, and touched his face with his hands.

It slowly moved to the base of his ear, touched it, it was soft and hot.

"what happened?"

He lowered his head and asked, "Your ears are so hot, it wasn't like this before."

The voice is low, the tone is a bit ambiguous, and the feeling of pressing something or emotion seems to be about to do something in the next second.

Lin Yan noticed it.

In fact, the development of everything was unexpected—the moment he held it, the roots of his ears burned.

He knows why.

Great feeling.

At this time, the phone rang.

Xie Moyu wanted to hang up, looked at the screen, frowned, and had no choice but to answer the phone.

"Hey."

The other party chattered on the phone, nothing more than saying that he hoped to attend the dinner on Friday, saying that it was an award for a group of newcomers, and that he could sit there and show his face under the camera.

Xie Moyu graciously agreed, hung up the phone, and when he looked at Lin Yan again, the heat that he had aroused was dimmed a bit.

He walked over, hugged Lin Yan from behind, kissed his ear, and said, "Honey, did you do it on purpose just now, huh?"

He turned his face to the side, looked at Lin Yan again, smiled, and said, "I don't mind doing more things like this in the future."

After a pause, he added, "Of course, you have to be responsible for the consequences."

That's how it went.

The follow-up is: Lin Yan, who never planned to have a relationship with him that night, lay on the bed, tossing and turning, thinking about it.

At the same time, when Xie Moyu fed him something again, he found that although Lin Yan was still a little shy, he actually fed him whatever he wanted—even the bad habit of picky eaters had changed.

On Friday night, before the dinner began, there was an awards ceremony.

There were a lot of people sitting in the seats under the stage, and it was very mixed, ranging from actors, directors, producers, to investors.

The host came on the stage, and the cameraman in the middle aisle also came down with the camera.

"Is that Director Lin?"

"very young."

"And it feels so cold, it shouldn't be easy to deal with, right?"

"No, it feels quite mild."

..

Unaware of the discussion behind him, he sat in the front row, unscrewed a bottle of mineral water, took a sip, and put it down again.

There is someone around.

Dou Ziwei - after being with Xie Moyu before, he even invited him to dinner.

"This is a ring?" He was obviously surprised by Lin Yan. In his impression before, this person has always been reserved, cold, and always leaves room for it. He is like a painting with a lot of blank space, leaving There are always more guesses than he reveals.

But he actually showed his affection so openly?

"What's the matter." Lin Yan's white fingers turned an angle, as if asking: "Does the ring look good?"

The friend looked at him in surprise, smiled, and said, "I can't tell, are you showing off to me, huh?"

"What to show off."

He withdrew his hand and sat under the podium, resting his chin with one hand.

"Show off that you have a partner," Dou Ziwei looked at his profile, and said, "I saw it, and Lao Xie wore it too. You are so open about it, it's time to come out."

"I will make a speech later, do you still plan to wear it?"

"Ah."

"why?"

"If you don't wear it, my family will be angry."

The light was dim, and light flashed across his face, illuminating the browbones, eyes, and eyelashes. For a moment, he seemed to be smiling.

What is one thing down one thing.

In the past, he had also thought about what kind of person would pull him down, a person like Lin Yan who stood on the top and had no one in his eyes.

It turned out to be Xie Moyu.

Everything makes sense and fits well.

If there is a same-sex couple in the world that can make homophobic people less opposed, it must be like them--thinking about it is very beautiful and clean, and few people will take them in the direction of homosexuality Think, and despise, some only envy and blessing.

The award ceremony ended, and the dinner began again.

The two were not at the same table, Xie Moyu drank some wine quietly and clinked glasses.

"The film that Mr. Xie accepted a while ago will be released soon, right?"

"Not necessarily," he said in a low voice, "The overseas ones are coming soon, and the mainland ones are on time. There are too many deletions and revisions, and many scenes will not pass the review."

"Tsk, yes, the scale is quite large." Someone clinked glasses with him again and said, "This is a homosexual film—Mr. Xie made a lot of sacrifices, it's not easy."

"The environment is much better now," the people at the same table began to discuss about the category of homosexuality, saying, "Like Taiwan, there are quite a lot of people who come out of the closet, and there are also Hong Kong, but thank you for your shortcomings. Why are you coming out?" Why don't you come? If only someone would give it a try."

"What's the matter?" After drinking, the joke started, and he said, "Could it be that you want to come out, when did it happen, old Wu, are you bent?"

"What and what." The man called "Old Wu" was drunk, and couldn't shut up his mouth talking nonsense, and continued: "I don't think it's necessary, like the couples in our mainland, anyone with a discerning eye can see it." It's so obvious what's going on, it's almost time to post an official announcement on Weibo - cover it up, hide it, does it make sense, come on, come out."

"Which pair do you say?"

Someone became gossipy, and cross-examined him back and forth: "Tell me, Old Wu, I don't know yet."

"The host, let's count it as one, the one who talked about a male college student, and the director and actor, it's also a couple."

When he spoke, he didn't name names, but just gave a general idea, with the posture of you guessing slowly after I clicked, and insisted on leaving a sense of mystery.

When he mentioned "director and actors", Rong Zheng paused, subconsciously looking at Xie Moyu's position.

How did it become a consensus in the circle? Was he talking about the two of them? How did you know it?

That day when they were together, they invited their friends to dinner, and Rong Zheng was one of the insiders, but Old Wu was not included in the dinner, how did he know?Was it someone who informed the secret, or was he talking about someone else, not Xie Moyu and Lin Yan?

Rong Zheng cleared his throat, asked unintentionally, and said, "I know the host pair, who is the director pair? Why haven't you heard of it?"

"You've never heard of this before, what are you doing, Xiao Rong?" He laughed, shook his head, was really drunk, made a shush gesture, but the voice was scary, and said: "That commercial film The director is very awesome, his surname is Xu, he's a double—haven't you heard of it? A few days ago he just found an actor, little fresh meat."

"Oh, I don't understand." He shook his head, his voice full of confusion: "What's so good about a man? No breasts, hard and smelly, how could anyone like it?"

A group of people were amused by him, and said: "That's you, don't drag the handsome guy into the water, needless to say, just look back, the teacher Xie behind you - isn't it the same as you?"

Old Wu laughed hahaha, and said, "That's different, it must be different. A man like Xiaoxie, I think, one word, absolutely!"

The conversation was slowly diverted.

Unexpectedly, Xie Moyu, who was not mentioned in the category of same-sex couples, not only did not feel relieved, but was depressed all night and drank several glasses of red wine.

Doesn't he count?

Isn't he and Lin Yan obvious enough?

After leaving the hotel gate, the wind was a bit strong at night. Xie Moyu was accompanied by a well-known investor. The two stood at the door and exchanged pleasantries for a while. They chatted about the weather, the evening meal, the evening meal and its unsuitable taste, Then we talked about the little stars who presented the awards that day.

"To the garage?"

"Row."

Xie Moyu glanced at the screen, planning to wait for Lin Yan in the car.

But the location of that road is a bit off, it looks like a deserted path suitable for flirting.

Xie Moyu stopped and began to doubt the investor's motives.

"If you want me to be honest, let me say that those little stars are far inferior to Mr. Xie."

The man's eyes were a little drunk, and he moved closer, and said, "You have good looks and strength—hey, didn't you just finish a gay movie a few days ago?"

"I'm definitely going to win the prize!" He said, took out a business card from his wallet, reached out, and put it in the pocket of Xie Moyu's coat on his own initiative, his tone was a bit ambiguous, and said: "What do you think? What about the film, glass, the effect is not good, how easy it is to be misunderstood, isn’t it.”

At this point, Xie Moyu could see what he was planning, and if he refused later, this person would probably start to be dishonest.

His eyes were a little cold, his slender fingers reached into his pockets, he picked up the business card with his index finger and middle finger, shook it, and said: "I took that film because of the director, not for anything else—for example, if you want me to act in that thing No matter how much money you have, it's useless."

After speaking, he stuffed the business card into the man's hand, snorted it, and said, "You take it."

At this moment, hand