Reunited with the old actor who broke the mirror

An accident happened on the set, and everyone's mood was affected. Meng Hui moved forward the role of the original supporting role and bought Jian Yao two days to rest. People knew where the steel ball came from, so naturally no one was responsible. The crew could only be thankful that Jian Yao was not seriously injured.

Jian Yao had no role to play, and he couldn't bother others to move him, so he just stayed at home for a day.The weather was sweltering, he didn't take a shower yesterday, his body was really sticky today, after lunch, he got up and walked to the bathroom in drag.

The road was not long, but Jian Yao walked extremely hard. When he got to the bathroom, he fiddled with it for a long time. The red and swollen area was steamed with heat, which looked quite scary.

He carefully flushed with water, trying to avoid his own injuries. The water flowed down his legs, and he raised his feet a little higher. This operation took a lot of time, and it took about half an hour before he put on the clothes. Put on pajamas.

At this moment, there was a click sound outside the door, and Jian Yao realized that Xie Qinian had returned. He stepped on the shorts with one foot and failed to step on it. He fell to the wet ground sullenly, and the light turned on top of his head for a moment.

Clothes were also wet.

Outside the bathroom, Xie Qinian sensed something was wrong, knocked on the door, Jian Yao hurriedly said: "I'm taking a shower, I'll be fine soon."

Xie Qinian asked, "Is there anything I can help you with?"

Jian Yao glanced to the side, there was nothing to support at all, he sat up and strained his ankles, hissed in pain, after a while, he decided to ask for help: "Mr. Xie, can you come in?"

The door was unlocked, Xie Qinian paused on the doorknob, and pushed it open. The first thing he saw was Jian Yao who was on the ground with his elbows on the ground, with one hand still pulling his coat. When he glanced over, he saw more There are so many details, the shorts are soaked and hung on the ankles, and the porcelain white slender legs are all exposed, Xie Qinian feels his breath is stagnant again.

The temperature in the bathroom was too high, and the heat enveloped him and drilled directly into the pores.

He stretched out his hand to hug Jian Yao, but paused when he was about to touch his skin, but Jian Yao put his arms around his shoulders first, and curled up in his arms.

Xie Qinian didn't bow his head, he bent down to pick him up, the clothes were empty, he was very restrained, his eyes looked straight ahead, but the temperature of his palms seemed to reveal a little emotion, it was astonishingly hot, from the place where the skin intersected to all the limbs , crispy.

"Am I a bit heavy?" Jian Yao suddenly asked.

Xie Qinian said: "It's not heavy." It's not even as light as it should be for this height. Jian Yao looks small because of his face, but he is 178 in height, and he can pass 180 in shoes.

Jian Yao lay in his arms, and when she looked up, she could see his exquisite Adam's apple and mandibular angle, every inch of which was branded on the tip of his heart. His heart was a little sweet, like a child stealing candy, so he moved closer.

"Mr. Xie, your heartbeat is a little fast." Jian Yao grabbed his skirt with his fingers and said, "I thought it was because I was too heavy and you were working too hard."

Xie Qinian didn't feel the change in his heartbeat, but because of his words, his chest heaved slightly.The hand holding the boy loosened, Jian Yao sank into the soft mattress, the two looked at each other, Xie Qinian quickly moved away.

Jian Yao's body was soaked with water, and he couldn't wear his pajamas anymore. Xie Qinian gave him his own. It was dark blue with elegant patterns. Jian Yao tried it on. It was a bit big, dangling inside, and the neckline was a bit too big, but it was Easy to take medicine.

There was a rope on the side, I don't know if it was a decoration or something, Jian Yao touched the clothes, rolled on the bed, and buried her face in the pillow.

It's Mr.'s pajamas, I haven't worn his clothes for a long time.

Xie Qinian's smell was all over his body, mint grass and lemon mixed together again.

He seemed to be getting closer and closer to Mr.

Xie Qinian returned to the living room, sat and read a book for a while, and spent more time concentrating than usual. In the past, he was used to reading scripts, especially during filming. The picture was so complicated that it disturbed his thoughts, making it almost impossible to think.

In the final analysis, it is all related to Jian Yao. Could it be because the two of them have had too much contact recently?The two are very close in the play, and the vague ambiguity in the script extends outside the play, plus they live together.

Xie Qinian thought about it for a long time, and felt that this was probably the case. He looked at the words in the book.

Jian Yao is a boy, the same gender as himself, and presumably similar in sexual orientation. It is impossible for a drama with two male protagonists to be bent after the end of the show. This is completely impossible.

He turned to a page, which was printed with an abstract pattern.

He himself has never been in a relationship before, and has been experiencing life in the play. Isn't this kind of life boring? Jian Yao should be different from himself, right?

There are several lines of English under the pattern, as well as some incomprehensible symbols.

In short, there is nothing wrong with seniors paying attention to a newcomer who is working hard, it is normal.

After turning two more pages, Xie Qinian finally understood what the book was about——

It's a French cookbook.

When he read about how to eat snails, Xie Qinian smiled helplessly. He didn’t remember when he bought this book. He studied in Europe for many years and never learned a single French dish.

"Thank you, teacher."

Hearing the voice, Xie Qinian raised his head, and in that instant, all the words in the recipe just now were erased from his mind.

Small drops of water rolled from Jian Yao's hair into his pajamas. His clothes were still too loose for Jian Yao, his collarbone was exposed, and there was a small red mole, which was very conspicuous in the white snow.

Holding the waist belt, he tilted his head and asked, "Is this the way you wear it?"

Xie Qinian took off his glasses and closed the book.

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Lin Qingchuan was surprised when he received Xie Qinian's call. Xie Qinian rarely took the initiative to ask him out, and the two of them were busy, so it was normal that they couldn't make an appointment within a year or so.

"Don't you pay attention to health preservation, haven't you been drinking recently?" Lin Qingchuan asked the bartender to order two glasses of special drink, and handed the orange one to Xie Qinian.

Xie Qinian didn't know where to start, he chose a random beginning: "There are few shooting tasks, just come over for a drink."

Lin Qingchuan said "Oh", and asked casually, "What about little Jianyao, who is alone at home, won't you accompany him?"

Xie Qinian hooked his finger into the wine glass, frowned, his expression was as clear and cold as ever: "He finished taking the medicine and went back to the room."

Lin Qingchuan said "oh" again, and said, "I knew we would invite you to your house, and we could bring Xiao Jianyao to have fun together. What time is it now? Will he be able to sleep at 8 o'clock in the evening?"

Xie Qinian felt that the buttons under his neck were a little tight, he tugged on the collar, his expression worried: "He was injured and went to bed early, which is fine, and he has a lot of travel recently, so it's rare to be able to sleep so early."

Lin Qingchuan raised his eyebrows and sized him up: "Hey, it's the first time I've seen you care so much about a colleague. Don't tell me you really treat him as your first disciple?"

Xie Qinian felt a little nervous when he heard the words, but he seemed relieved, and said, "Maybe."

Lin Qingchuan patted him on the shoulder with a smile: "Then you both made money, he has a good teacher, and you have a good student."

Xie Qinian confirmed that Lin Qingchuan's definition was similar to what he had imagined in the afternoon, and nodded.

The author says:

It's really crooked to grandma's house (smiling face)