Can you break it, buddy? [Travel]

A day of filming is fleeting, because there will be a big scene tomorrow, so Director Fang discussed with the assistant director and informed the two male leads that they will have a rest after dinner and rehearse together.

While eating, Sheng Zimo's phone rang. He glanced at the caller ID, turned it on mute and didn't answer.

Yan Jinxiao took out a paper towel to wipe his hands just after eating, and glanced sideways at Sheng Zimo, who put the remaining half of the hamburger on the table with an obviously unhappy expression.

Sheng Zimo took the cigarette and walked to the window, opened the window a small crack, and the cold wind rushed in, blowing on the face, making people sober.

He took out a cigarette and was about to light it—

"No more health?" Yan Jinxiao's voice came from behind.

Sheng Zimo squeezed the cigarette in his hand, turned around and glanced at Yan Jinxiao, smiled, put the lighter back in his trouser pocket, and played with the cigarette body: "I don't actually have any addiction to cigarettes, I just smoke casually sometimes."

Yan Jinxiao came over and half leaned against the edge of the window, looked at Sheng Zimo, and asked, "Annoyed?"

Sheng Zimo twitched the corner of his mouth.

This is Song Mingyi's ninth phone call to Sheng Zimo today. During this period, he answered a call and said that he was working and very busy, but the other party still refused to let him go.

——Song Mingyi celebrated her birthday next weekend and invited Sheng Zimo to the party. After Sheng Zimo refused, the woman's endless phone bombardment followed.

In fact, with Sheng Zimo's cleverness and adaptability, he could have resolved this matter with many reasons, but he was really too lazy to argue with Song Mingyi today.

Meeting this friend yesterday was purely accidental. Although Sheng Zimo was joking with a wolf with a big tail at the time, psychologically, two time and space—the youthful and lively Song Mingyi collided with the identity of the cheating ex-wife who abandoned him. Ink is still hard to digest.

When Sheng Zimo and Song Mingyi were young, the two families lived in the same courtyard. He always regarded Song Mingyi, who was a few months younger at the same age, as his younger sister. Feeling rejected, tried several times to cut his wrist. Suicide!

Later, because of the matchmaking between the two parents, Sheng Zimo married Song Mingyi, but their life was not happy.

Sheng Zimo thought about it later, and felt that he couldn't escape the responsibility for this matter. The two of them were wrong from the beginning, wrong step by step.

So now thinking back on Song Mingyi's resolute refusal to leave because of his serious illness, he could only smile wryly—as a man, he felt that he couldn't blame anyone.

And within a few months of the year Sheng Zimo married Song Mingyi, Yan Jinxiao suffered a fire accident and passed away.

Yan Jinxiao saw Sheng Zimo looking out of the window and didn't speak for a long time. After a long time, he asked, "Because of that girl yesterday?"

Sheng Zimo recovered his senses and glanced at Yan Jinxiao, then nodded, "Let me attend her birthday party next week...a series of reminders!"

In fact, on the way back after dinner yesterday, Sheng Zimo struggled a little whether to tell Yan Jinxiao about himself and Song Mingyi, but the other party didn't ask a word, and Sheng Zimo really didn't know where to start , I didn't mention it again.

And since Yan Jinxiao mentioned this meeting, Sheng Zimo also told Yan Jinxiao about his current relationship with the woman.

Yan Jinxiao was thoughtful, and rubbed the sole of one foot on the ground. After a while, he asked in a deep voice, "Do you like her?"

Sheng Zimo breathed a sigh of relief, and after a while, he nodded vaguely, but did not say a word.

Sheng Zimo's personality is not a serious and entangled type. Sheng Zimo knows Song Mingyi's extreme temperament better than anyone else. Later, he replied a voice message to Song Mingyi, telling the other party in a joking and threatening tone that he was busy, and he would not give up. I blocked the call when I called, and said that I might be free next weekend, and finally sent someone away after the other party sent me a series of cheering emoticons.

Sheng Zimo knew very well that it's better to clarify the matter of feelings in person - if this person refuses to accept, he will only be able to play some crooked ways.

During rehearsal at night, Sheng Zimo was not in the right mood at first, and he was a little out of shape, but later when Yan Jinxiao rode on his lower abdomen and pinched his waist, he couldn't help itching instantly, and became happy.

"I'll go, hit me!" Sheng Zimo laughed.

"..." Yan Jinxiao turned his head to look at him and said nothing.

Director Fang, assistant director, Shiliu and several staff members raised their mouths at the same time because of this scene.

Sheng Zimo and Yan Jinxiao started rehearsing seriously after their quarrel. Although it only took about two hours, the pleasant and beautiful feeling flowed and elongated inadvertently.

Sheng Zimo recalled these days, and the thing that made him feel the happiest was that his best buddy in this life was still alive and was still with him. Thinking of Yan Jinxiao, he felt full of joy in his heart!

But last night, the unreserved lips, teeth, and fighting between the two of them, as well as their burning intoxication, for some reason, the two of them didn't mention it again, as if it never happened.

Sheng Zimo would still play heartless jokes with his best buddies, would still take Yan Jinxiao for a stroll when work was over early, and would hang out with him together, and would punch each other when talking about topics that resonated with him. tacit agreement……

However, many small and subtle changes in the interaction between the two are like the undercurrent of the calm seabed, becoming more and more indescribable.

——Even if there is a long distance between the two, Yan Jinxiao and Shen Rui's pleasant voice will be captured by Sheng Zimo's ears; those casual eyes and careless touches will sometimes make someone feel sad There are lingering ripples...

Sheng Zimo became more and more at a loss, but for him, this emotion may be too dramatic, or it may be too incomprehensible. He couldn't find a clear answer, and then he simply packed everything up to the bottom of his heart heartlessly. .

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***

On this day, during the filming break, Liu Zhe called Sheng Zimo, and urgently asked Sheng Zimo to help him develop a CRM system APP interface.

"Master Mo, I know you're busy filming, but I really have nothing to do!" Liu Zhe sighed on the other end of the phone, "I don't know what the guy who partnered with me thinks, but he wants to go back to his hometown for the New Year, so he just leaves." ...But I can't find the design at all! I'm really going to screw me to death!"

"Customers have high requirements for product vision and user experience. I really...except for you, I can't find other suitable people for a while!" Liu Zhe sighed on the other end of the phone, and he could tell just how fucked he was. .egg. helpless.

Liu Zhe and Sheng Zimo are good buddies in the university dormitory, and Sheng Zimo's participation in "Hug" was recommended by Liu Zhe's sister Liu Zhen.

Both of them are juniors this year. Before the winter vacation, Liu Zhe let go of his rhetoric about starting a business and registered a small Internet company. Later, his sister has a very wide network and really brought him business.

But the contract was signed, the communication with the customer's needs was completed, and the product and business sorting was also completed. At the door, the UE designer suddenly gave up the choice, and Liu Zhe was completely confused.

When Sheng Zimo was studying at Haimei, although his test scores were not among the best in the department, his creativity and hands-on ability were not outstanding, and he won quite a few design awards for domestic college students.

The tuition fee of the Academy of Fine Arts is high. After Sheng Zimo went to college, one was to reduce the burden on his parents, and the other was to practice and exercise. He started to work part-time outside the school when he was a freshman. Although he studied art design, he joined an Internet company by accident. Internship, and UE designer as his career direction.

Although Liu Zhe was so anxious that he could cry on the phone, this job is really a piece of cake for Sheng Zimo today.

Today, his working ability is not only at the level of a junior student?

He had helped Liu Zhe with this in the year before time travel, and now, his practical experience of studying abroad and returning to China to start a business in those years has been accumulated in his own practice—to get Liu Zhe's job done with the fastest speed and quality. Things, to be honest, don't matter at all!

"Okay, look, you are in a hurry, did you pee your pants?" Sheng Zimo chuckled, "I took this job, but I didn't bring a computer. You can get one after you're done. The software is all installed. Bring it to me." That's fine." Said the specific address and room number of the homestay.

Liu Zhe said "ah" in surprise: "You just... just agreed?!" Sheng Zimo was so straightforward that Liu Zhe didn't turn around for a while, "Then you...then do you still have time to sleep? "

"Brother, everyone is so familiar, what are you doing here for brother?" Sheng Zimo cocked his legs and leaned on the back of the chair, "What do you do if you don't have time to sleep? Otherwise, you'll find someone else?"

Liu Zhe laughed happily: "No, no..." He let out a long breath with a smile, "Master Mo is the best buddy! I'll send you the information first, you can take a look at it when you have time, and I will give you the computer in the evening Send it over!"

Sheng Zimo smiled.

"Besides, my brother will settle the accounts clearly, and I will pay you twice the design fee!" Liu Zhe gasped excitedly, "Oh, I'm really afraid that you will reject me! Otherwise, at my sister's place... I really feel dizzy." I can't lift it up!"

Sheng Zimo: "Okay, let's talk about this after we're done!"

Sheng Zimo hung up the phone, raised his head with a smile, and his eyes happened to meet Yan Jinxiao who was holding a silver thermos cup and drinking water, and the corners of the latter's thin lips were raised in a gentle arc.

"Want to help a friend catch up with the design draft?" Yan Jinxiao asked as he put the thermos on the table.

"Well, Chinese New Year is coming soon, brother's designer is looking for someone, but I can't find anyone, please help me."

Sheng Zimo's head was resting on his left arm, and his short black hair was scattered around his elbow. While he was bored, the index finger and middle finger of his right hand imitated the posture of walking on two legs, and moved them step by step until they reached Yan Jinxiao's thermos, saying: " What are you soaking in? You're not afraid of nosebleeds like this all day long?"

Knowing what he was soaking in, but for some reason, he had to ask again jokingly.

Going over to the cup, he still lay on the table, looked into the cup sideways, and smelled the light bitterness of traditional Chinese medicine. He turned his head, blinked his big clear eyes, and asked Yan Jinxiao, "Is it good?" His eyelashes were like thick black A small fan, flickering when blinking.

Yan Jinxiao's eyes stopped on those extremely beautiful eyes, and he raised his chin slightly: "Try it."

Sheng Zimo shook his head with a smile: "Is it bitter?"

Yan Jinxiao pursed his lips and smiled, rubbing Sheng Zimo's black and soft hair.

Sheng Zimo raised his head slightly, and turned his head in Yan Jinxiao's palm: "Stomach is uncomfortable, in fact, there is an acupoint that can be pressed frequently." He put down the water glass and said.

Yan Jinxiao looked inquiringly.

Sheng Zimo sat up and took the hand that had just left his head, found the Neiguan acupoint on the inside of Yan Jinxiao's wrist, and carefully massaged it with the pads of his fingers, "My mother taught me, I think it's quite useful." Laughing a couple Little Huya.

Yan Jinxiao felt the force of the pressing on his wrist, and didn't speak. He just kept looking at people. The staff around him came and went. Sheng Zimo massaged Yan Jinxiao on his own. After pressing his left hand, he switched to his right.

Yan Jinxiao's skin is a healthy wheat color, the palm is broad, dry and warm, the fingers are long, the joints are clear, and the oval nails are neatly trimmed. Sheng Zimo gently holds the person's wrist to give a massage. Tentacle palms, for some reason, Sheng Zimo seems to forget the time, that feeling is hard to describe.

After a while, Yan Jinxiao said, "Have you thought about what to do after filming?"

Sheng Zimo thought for a while, and said, "Anyway, I won't enter the entertainment industry." After a pause, "Let's do design... But we must combine work and rest, and don't want to be too tired."

At this time, a figure stopped across the table and said in a strange voice: "Hey... I'm almost melted by you two! Why are there pink bubbles in the air!"

Shiliu raised her hand and made a fake gesture of patting bubbles, shook her head and smiled, and said, "Sheng Zimo, I've been calling you a few times, I can't hear you at all... Did you switch to a human, body, massage?"