The Melaleuca Routine of Fishing Attack

Lin Yan didn't shy away from it, turned off the light, gently lifted the quilt, got in, and felt like falling into a very warm embrace.

Now Lin Yan is not so sure about whether Xie Moyu is drunk or not.

Neither of them mentioned sleeping together the next day.

However, Lin Yan found that there was an extra pillow on his bed, it was light gray, and he didn't seem to plan to take it away.

He tilted his head, smiled slightly, and was in a good mood.

During this time, Xie Moyu seems to have been busy, often going to the company to say something.

Lin Yan asked him what he was doing, and Xie Moyu told him: he was writing a song.

Xie Moyu has dabbled in many things, and he seems to be interested in many things, so he tries them all, which is very different from Lin Yan.But he happens to be very talented and does everything well.

Lin Yan clicked on the songs he had created before, and listened to them one by one.The voice is very pleasant, the gentle voice seems to carry several waves of tiny currents, slowly penetrating the headphone cable.

Lin Yan clicked on the lyrics, it was a love song.

They didn't know each other at that time, who was his love song written for?

When I went out, it happened to be noon in late autumn, and I had a very special feeling. The weather was alternately hot and cold, and a gust of wind was blowing, but it felt warm again after basking in the sun. The temperature of the day was about seven or eight degrees. , Lin Yan felt a cold current blowing when he got out of the car.

He was wearing a white baseball cap, wrapped in a down jacket, white, as soon as he sat in the crew, several people looked over quietly, took a look, and looked again, as if to judge this person identity.He looks very young, easily mixed into the ranks of niche actors, and his skin is very fair.

"Who is that little brother waiting for?"

"Maybe someone's boyfriend from our crew, maybe?"

In fact, everyone guessed half right. Strictly speaking, he is someone's boyfriend in terms of identity. Lin Yan was a little surprised when he realized this. A feeling I've never felt before.

Unfortunately, it was finally recognized.

The person who recognized him was the director of the film crew. When that person saw him, he opened his eyes wide and thought he was looking for him. He was a little flattered, walked over quickly, brought a cup of hot water, and said, "Director Lin, What a coincidence, why are you here, come here, drink some hot water, and warm your hands."

Lin Yan held the hot water.

Immediately, a few more onlookers came, watching from a distance, as if they wanted to go over and say something but didn't dare to say anything.

"Director Lin, long time no see, are you here...?"

Lin Yan took a sip of hot water, held the cup of hot water with thin white fingers, and said, "Take a look."

He said it so casually, but the eyes of the people around him were wide open. He was visiting?Who's class to visit?Everyone's eyes patrolled the set for a while, shifted from the heroine to the actor, and stopped.I thought to myself, could it be Teacher Xie?

oops.

incredible.

Lin Yan's eyes fell on Xie Moyu.

Watch very quietly.

Xie Moyu is filming something that looks like an urban drama, playing the leading role. Under the camera, his fingers rest on the back of the girl's head, standing under the street scene, whispering something affectionately, he The expression on his face is very precise.

The girl blushed and bowed her head, as if she was genuinely shy.

click.

pass.

"Is there a kissing scene in this movie?" Lin Yan lowered his eyes, playing with the cup with his slender fingers.

"Kiss scene?" The director's guess was probably confirmed, thinking, is he dating the heroine?Quickly put aside the suspicion, said: "Yes, but..."

He hasn't finished yet.

Lin Yan pinched the cup, turned it around a few times, lowered his head, but his expression quickly turned cold.

A voice came from behind, low and hoarse: "Director Lin."

Lin Yan withdrew his gaze, and the moment Xie Moyu turned around, he put down his cup and walked out of the studio.

"What's wrong."

Xie Moyu chased after him, the hem of the overcoat he was wearing skipped over the water glass, fell over, and the hot water splashed all over the floor.

The director behind him exclaimed, and several group actors looked at each other, not knowing what happened. The director called a few people to clean up the scene, and then looked curiously at the place where the two left, but they didn't see it.

The two found a deserted place, Lin Yan didn't speak, but suddenly he didn't really want to face Xie Moyu, he felt that his current reaction was somewhat hypocritical.

But he still couldn't help being angry, the kind of anger that made the strands of his hair unsmooth.

He couldn't even imagine someone else touching him, and the more he thought about it, the more he couldn't bear it, so he could only ask, "We were filming with her just now?"

"Ah."

Xie Moyu tilted his head, looked at him quietly, and asked, "Do you mind?"

Lin Yan was a little less angry when he heard his questioning tone, but the feeling of suddenly being unable to face him was even worse.What's wrong with him, what is he doing, are you angry with him for no reason?Just because of an emotional scene?After all, he couldn't bear Xie Moyu's affectionate look to others, and he couldn't bear it at all.

He felt like he was a little jealous.

Others are quite innocent, Lin Yan calmed down, turned around, and said, "Can we stop the kissing scene?"

Xie Moyu was startled, and then his beautiful eyes lit up. He leaned closer, lowered his head, and gently pressed his forehead against his forehead, and said, "Okay. I won't answer from now on."

He held a cigarette between his index finger and middle finger, a men's cigarette with a black and silver-streaked bottom, which was used in the play just now, he put it into Lin Yan's lips, and said, "Hold it."

Lin Yan opened his mouth subconsciously, the slightly moist cigarette butt had a special taste.

What did he realize.

Immediately the cigarette was drawn away and thrown into the trash can. Xie Moyu lowered his head and said, "I only kiss you."

There happened to be no one nearby, a gust of wind blew by, and a few small flowers sprang out from the weeds in the barren open space, dandelions, a small cluster of purple, when Xie Moyu lowered his head and kissed him deeply, Lin Yan took a small step back, not paying attention He stomped on Xiao Hua and lowered his head.

After a short kiss, he let go.

However, his eyes became brighter, and Xie Moyu's warm breath was somewhat touching. He said, "Director Lin, are you a little jealous?"

Lin Yan:

He lowered his head, beside the brim of the hat, the snow-white ear pinnae under the black hair were red.

It took him a long time to admit it, and his voice was very soft: "Yes."

Xie Moyu's slender fingers slowly stroked his cheek, and then said: "Actually, I'm very happy that you are like this, isn't it a bit too much?"

Lin Yan:

Before he had time to get angry, the other party kissed him on the lips again, as if flattering him, and said, "Wait for me, the filming will be over soon."

Still want to shoot?

Lin Yan took a deep breath, feeling that the other party's measure of him had gone a step further.

It was already noon when Xie Moyu finished filming.

During this period, Lin Yan tried not to look at him, lowered his head, swiped his phone, and read a few news at random. It was the first time he began to care about those endless scandals and ambiguous headlines, and it was also the first time he realized that he was actually such a jealous person. people.

He put down the phone.

In the eyes of outsiders, his expression still seemed to be indifferent. With his thin white fingers, he picked up the tea that the director re-brewed for him, and took a sip.

Xie Moyu finished filming.

He changed his clothes and wore a very loose red and dark black frock coat. There were some drops of water on the side of his face. He didn't know whether it was because he was tired from taking pictures or something else. Lin Yan sat not far away, watching him slowly. Walking over slowly, I suddenly had the feeling of meeting for the first time.

"Thank you teacher, go slowly."

"It's been hard work." The director said, "Director Lin has been waiting for you for a long time—you two have a good relationship, don't you?"

"Well," Xie Moyu took the briefcase handed over by his assistant, and said, "It's always been good."

The smile in his eyes deepened.

He was angry, and he did care.

Thinking of this, Xie Moyu walked over, pulled him up from the pony, and led him out.

Behind them, there were a few people who looked at the two of them, thinking to themselves, why do they seem to be together?It seems to be a couple.I seem to have seen Director Lin tiptoe kissing Mr. Xie just now...it must be dazzled! !

Immediately, he felt a little absurd, and shook his head again.

In fact, Lin Yan only noticed a slight discomfort after getting in the car.

The car was very quiet. Mr. Xie in the driver's seat put his coat on the backrest, put his slender fingers on the steering wheel, his Adam's apple moved slightly, and asked, "Go home?"

"Ah."

Lin Yan was actually a little embarrassed. When he was on the set, he saw Xie Moyu looking at the girl who played with him with that kind of eyes, and he had an indescribable feeling.Subconsciously, he thought that what Xie Moyu said belonged to him alone, the eyes, or something else, such as the kiss.

Lin Yan leaned against the glass of the car, and the light light illuminated his side face. When he looked at Xie Moyu, he had a wonderful illusion that he seemed to be in love with him.

This thought popped in his mind, and he soon turned his head.

Hypocritical.

Is it still like this when two men fall in love?Incredible.

But Lin Yan still asked casually: "How did you kiss her, was it comfortable?"

At a red light, Xie Moyu stepped on the brakes, stopped, tilted his head, a little indistinct emotion flashed in his light-colored pupils, and said: "The previous kiss scenes were all borrowed, except for one person."

Lin Yan subconsciously wanted to ask, who is it?

After a moment of daze, he remembered that it was him.

——In addition to kissing him for real, fierce, gentle, and affectionate, the others are just acting on the spot.

Slowly, an indescribable emotion rose up. He felt that these feelings of the young man were true to him, without any concealment or pretense. Don't feel suffocated.

The lights are still red.

The 45-second countdown is long enough to do many things.

He turned sideways, turned his head, and dropped a kiss on the beautiful but thin lips, very light but full of delicate emotions and joy.

He rubbed lightly and moved away.

He did like him.

Or you can rise to another level, not just like it.

Xie Moyu's dark pupils dilated slightly, as if he was stunned. He held the back of his head and tried to deepen the kiss, but a row of cars behind him honked their horns.

Green light.

He frowned.

Xie Moyu let go of Lin Yan, with a faint forbearance on his profile, he pursed his lips, stepped on the accelerator and continued driving.

Lin Yan opened the car window, the autumn wind came in, and it was a little cool. He put his arm on the car window, took off a sunglasses and put it on the bridge of his nose.

"In a good mood?" Xie Moyu asked him leisurely without looking sideways, turning the steering wheel with his fingers.

"Yeah," he said.

"Director Lin, the front glass of the car is transparent, so you're not afraid of being seen?"

He glanced at Lin Yan and asked with a smile.

"If you see it, you will see it." Lin Yan said, "What else can I do?"

His tone was conniving and helpless, as if he was breaking a pot, but the next second, he turned his head again, looked at Xie Moyu, and said, "I'm just worried for you. If it's exposed, what do you do?"

"Is it difficult?"

Xie Moyu glanced at the rearview mirror, turned the steering wheel to the left, turned, leaned on the seat and said leisurely: "There are many roads, and you can go abroad for development, or other places. It's just that no one is open about this kind of thing. Just try—let's try, so what."

"What about you?" Xie Moyu asked him, "Do you have feelings for me, huh?"

Lin Yan was taken aback, he didn't expect him to ask this question suddenly, his face was a little hot, he didn't speak for a while, and there was another burst of silence that made his face hot.

Lin Yan said softly, "A little bit."

How much is a little?

very deep?Still a little shallow.

But if I continued to ask, I was afraid that it would be an answer I didn't want to see, so Xie Moyu didn't ask again, it seems that this answer is also very good, at least, it is not "no feeling".

Before Xie Moyu could speak, he heard the person next to him add, and said in a low voice: "It seems, it's not just a little bit."

Xie Moyu was clearly not drunk along the way, but he couldn't help but feel a little light-headed when he said that, and the corners of his lips were not smoothed.

The two entered the garage, parked the car, and when they got out of the car, Xie Moyu gave Lin Yan another hand, hugged him in his slightly open coat, and saw the tips of his slightly red ears.He rubbed his fingers on the top of his ear and asked, "What's going on, huh?"

"It's blown by the wind," Lin Yan said beside him, "It's cooling down."

A serious answer, but the tone is a bit embarrassed, and I can't hide it.

Maybe it was because the atmosphere along the way was so good that when Lin Yan went home with Xie Moyu, it was like winter rejuvenation, and he really felt the sweetness of their love slowly and slowly.

After Xie Moyu took off his coat, what was left was a thin thick-knit sweater, light camel color, which looked warm and made people want to hug.

Lin Yan suddenly hugged him from behind.

He was startled, then turned around, lowered his head, pressed the tip of his nose up, and bit his lips.

The kiss became hotter.

When it stopped, Xie Moyu bit his ear, breathing hot, and asked him in a hoarse voice: "Can we try something else?"

Lin Yan heard his own voice that seemed to be bewitched, and responded softly: "Yes."

……

Like a long rain, things were not as unacceptable as Lin Yan imagined.

It's just that he fully understood the true meaning of "gentle scum" here at Xie Moyu—every sentence of gentle comfort in his mouth, but his movements made his toes curl up.

After it was over, Lin Yan lay on the bed and let out a slight breath.

Xie Moyu got up, lowered his head and kissed his side face, and asked softly, "Baby, what do you want to eat?"

Lin Yan didn't speak, as if he had something on his mind.

Xie Moyu smiled slightly, rubbed his head with his long fingers, and asked softly, "What's uncomfortable?"

Lin Yan turned around and looked at him: "I listened to the love song you wrote before, it was very nice. Is it for your first love?"

Xie Moyu knew what he was struggling with, shook his head, and explained gently as if he had seen through him: "No. Those are not written by me, only the composition belongs to me, and the lyrics have nothing to do with me."

Lin Yan's cheeks were hot: "Oh."

Xie Moyu said again: "Actually, I wrote a lot of songs for you. Do you want to listen to Teacher Lin?"

Lin Yan took the initiative to kiss his side face, and said softly, "Yes."

The song was half written and hadn't been released yet. Xie Moyu found the audio file from his phone and played it for him.

Lin Yan listened in advance, and was very satisfied curling up on the bed like a kitten.

"It would be great if my parents supported you like your parents." He sighed softly.

"Uh..." In the sound of the music, he heard Xie Moyu ask: "Mr. Lin, your parents didn't support you, probably because of your sister. Can you tell me about your sister?"

Lin Yan was startled, but still said, "She committed suicide because of her girlfriend."

Xie Moyu guessed something, and asked gently, "Why?"

Lin Yan lowered his voice and said, "Because her girlfriend didn't want to make it public, she got married suddenly one day."

"They have been in love since they were students. She has invested too much emotion and can't accept it."

Xie Moyu was taken aback.

He thought it was Lin Yan's parents who disagreed, but he didn't expect that the problem was with the other partner.

After understanding it clearly, Xie Moyu rubbed his head, and his clear and light voice was particularly nice: "I won't do this. If Mr. Lin wants to get married, let's go get the certificate, shall we?"

Lin Yan got up from the head of the bed, stretched out his hand, and hugged him gently: "Yes."

Xie Moyu looked at him, and felt that he really looked like a kitten, or the kind that looked alienated but was actually very obedient.

So cute.

After a while, Lin Yan whispered in his ear, "I'll tell you a secret."

Xie Moyu: "Huh?"

Lin Yan shook his mobile phone in front of his eyes, as if relieved, showed him the chat records: "Actually, I came out."

Xie Moyu looked at the long chat record, where the attitude went from being obviously unsupportive to slowing down, he was slightly taken aback in disbelief.

Lin Yan was still explaining to him: "What happened a few days ago. You took me to see your parents. It doesn't seem right if I don't do something. Just tell them. They know it's you..."

It's a pity that he didn't finish his sentence, and the raindrops of kisses fell.Urgent, gentle, soon, Lin Yan was put down by one hand, he panted lightly, raised his eyes, and looked at Xie Moyu's slightly messy black hair, cold white and slender fingers, and Qinghan's gentle eyes Gradually stained.

"I don't seem to have said it before," he leaned over and said softly, "I like you."

Xie Moyu was taken aback.

Such a touching sentence.

It's just that Lin Yan doesn't seem to know his situation.

He put his finger on Lin Yan's lips, and nodded: "Do you want it?"

Lin Yan: ""

It's a pity that he hasn't figured out the meaning of this sentence, and he is completely speechless because of the completely opposite tone and movement of someone, and his breathing trembles.

But he slowly relaxed, an attachment of total acceptance, total trust.

Like in a certain song:

Fortunate to fall in love with you, the rest of my life is for you.

-"over"

The author says:

Finished flowering——