Iron-clad starring, running water screenwriter

After Shu Mengqian was discharged from the hospital, he became an idler with nothing to do, and his only pursuit in life was to cling to Song Yiyang in a fancy way.

Although the two have reunited, there is still some estrangement after all.Song Yiyang always has some concerns in his heart, and he can't say what he cares about. In short, he can no longer love him without hesitation like before!

At the same time, Shu Mengqian felt more uneasy, always worrying about gains and losses.

In the past few days in the hospital, whenever Song Yiyang went out and didn't come back within half an hour, he would feel extremely flustered and wanted to call him, but it disturbed him, so he had to use all kinds of excuses to send him a message.

However, Song Yiyang was too busy to look at his phone at all, and even if he took the time to look at it occasionally, he didn't want to reply when he saw a bunch of unfocused messages from him.

Although Shu Mengqian looks mature and stable, like an elite strategizing in a business war drama, he is actually extremely delicate and thoughtful in his heart.It was as if there was a sister Lin living in her heart, and she felt sad for spring and autumn when she had nothing to do, but it didn't show at all on the surface.

From the moment he was discharged from the hospital, he tried all kinds of reasons to stay in Song Yiyang's apartment, but he never succeeded.Even if he secretly assigned the key himself, he didn't dare to sneak in by himself in the middle of the night.

Compared with his leisure time, Song Yiyang is very busy these days.Not long after returning to China, there are countless dinners to attend.On the one hand, it was because he was really busy, on the other hand, he really didn't know how to get along with Shu Mengqian now.

The two of them dragged on for a month. When he got busy, he sometimes worked overtime until midnight. No matter how far away, Shu Mengqian would go to deliver soup to him. I don't know where he learned how to make soup.Then he was sent home again, every time he arrived at Song Yiyang's apartment, he stared at him eagerly again, Song Yiyang pretended not to see him again and again, insisting that he never let him in.

Both of them are in their thirties, yet they still play innocently like middle school students.

In the end, Song Yiyang actually didn't feel so awkward anymore, but rather enjoyed this state.Love is subtraction, from sudden heartbeat to mutual loss.Love is also an addition, and it will also change from a dead heart to a revival of love.

The several projects that the company will launch next year are almost discussed at present, and Song Yiyang's new script has also had a preliminary outline, and finally there are two days to breathe.

At 01:30 in the middle of the night, Shu Mengqian sent him to the apartment and glanced at the familiar house outside the car window. He took a deep breath, quickly prepared himself mentally, and stared at Song Yiyang again with bright eyes.

He was ready to be rejected again, and he also knew that Song Yiyang hadn't completely opened his heart to him again, but he knew that no matter how long it took, he would not give up.

It's just that he really wants to hug him!Besides, he didn't know any other way to make him feel that he was really by his side and really came back.

Both of them are men, and the same sex can best understand what the other is thinking.

Song Yiyang is not a saint, he deliberately wants to be pure and ascetic.He is also a normal man. Some time ago, he pretended not to see him and was able to convince himself that he was busy with work. Now that he relaxed, he couldn't stand his gaze for some reason.

It should be the fault of the night. Experiments have proved that everyone is more difficult to resist temptation at night than during the day.

Song Yiyang found a plausible reason for himself. He held the handle of the car but didn't rush to open the door as before. Stay overnight with me!"

"……Um?"

Shu Mengqian missed Song Yiyang's unusual unnaturalness in his patronizing shock, and hurriedly got out of the car and chased after recovering.

After being busy for more than a month, the apartment has become less smoky, and it looks like a model house at a glance. Only the bedroom full of clothes can tell that someone has lived here recently.

When Song Yiyang bent down to change his shoes, Shu Mengqian hurriedly surveyed the space in his sight, and finally stopped at Song Yiyang's slender back, thin waist, and white nape of the neck, and finally couldn't hold back the moment he got up and hugged him. go up.

"Don't move." Shu Mengqian buried him on his shoulder and said softly, "Yangyang, let me hug you."

"..."

Song Yiyang gradually relaxed, and he didn't let go until 5 minutes later, so he said, "Why don't we go in first?"

Only then did Shu Mengqian reluctantly let go of his hand.

It's getting late now, and it's not the time to talk, and Song Yiyang thought that the two of them should be thinking about the same thing tacitly, so he said naturally: "It's getting late, let's wash up and sleep first." What's there, we'll talk about it tomorrow."

"Well, it's time to rest." Shu Mengqian smiled at him and said, "I'll get the quilt myself."

After speaking, he walked towards the storage room, leaving only Song Yiyang stunned, watching him come out with a quilt, and then put it on the sofa.

...? ? ?

There is also a guest bedroom here, but since I bought the apartment, the guest bedroom has not been used, and there is only one mattress in the room.

After Shu Mengqian put the quilt away, he noticed Song Yiyang's abnormality, and there was a faint sign of anger. He quickly filtered in his heart what he did wrong again. In the end, he really didn't expect it, so he couldn't help but frowned slightly, and asked anxiously: " What's wrong?"

Song Yiyang twitched the corner of his mouth with a fake smile, gritted his teeth and said two words, "It's okay!"

Shu Mengqian still didn't understand what was wrong until the bedroom door was slammed shut by Song Yiyang.

in the room.

Song Yiyang was so angry that he wanted to curse, what is this?Have you misunderstood him since you co-authored him for more than a month?You still thought it was a test for him, but it turned out that he was drunk at all, didn't that mean it?

Fuck!

They are all fucking men, and he doesn't want to do that?

The more Song Yiyang thought about it, the worse he became.Although he thinks that he doesn't have a delicate body that makes people want to stop, and he only wants to talk to him about Wushan all day long, but after all, they are both men, and they should eat vegetarian food for more than a month. Want to try meat?

Could it be that he is dying?

That shouldn't be the case!Weren't you quite capable before?

Thinking back when he was arguing with me, he could have sex with me at the same time, why is he now Liu Xiahui instead?

……Depend on!In the evening, he also ate all kinds of nourishing ingredients. That garbage director, who wanted to supplement himself when he was in his middle age, ordered a table of aphrodisiacs, which made him eat a lot.

If he is a vegetarian for a month, he should want to eat meat, not to mention that he has eaten buffet for more than two years!All fucking vegetarian!

Song Yiyang was so angry that his brain hurt because of his coquettish operation, he took a shower indiscriminately, angrily turned off the light and went to bed.

Just when he had just suppressed the evil fire in his heart, Shu Mengqian in the living room couldn't sleep.

I don't know if it's his psychological effect or it's just like this, he always feels that Song Yiyang's smell is everywhere in the quilt and on the sofa.

A certain part of him reacted instantly, and he couldn't help but think of the scene where the two of them were on the sofa before.

Shu Mengqian really didn't want to eat a buffet, the person he liked was just across the wall, and his breath was all around him, this was no longer something that could be solved simply by relieving desire.

All he could think about was wanting him now.

To really hug him, to become one with him.

I have to say, sometimes thinking too much is not a bad thing.At least at this time, he quickly screened out more than a dozen reasonable possibilities for Song Yiyang's anger in his mind, and finally seemed to be inexplicably opened up to the second line of Ren and Du, and suddenly found a possibility, and more and more It became clearer and more convincing to himself.

Song Yiyang didn't fall asleep completely. He heard the sound of opening the door in a daze. His sleepy head was sluggish for a few seconds before he could react. Then he felt a warm breath gradually approaching, and a strange touch came from his forehead. It was an extremely soft touch. kiss.

Song Yiyang's heart beat suddenly, as if it was the moment when he secretly kissed Shu Mengqian while he was asleep a few years ago, it was as exciting.

So at the moment when he gently kissed his lips, Song Yiyang stretched out his hand completely uncontrollably, Shu Mengqian was startled, and the two quickly embraced each other.

There was also a gap in the heavy curtains, and a faint light sneaked into the room, but was quickly submerged in darkness, as if afraid of disturbing the passionate lovers on the bed.

The moment the two really blended into each other again, Shu Mengqian kissed Song Yiyang's brow almost reverently, and whispered something in his ear.

But at this moment, Song Yiyang's mind was not here at all, his scalp was numb for a while, and all kinds of stars were in his mind.

I have to admit that for a long-term vegetarian like him, eating big fish and meat all at once is really too much for him.

Song Yiyang didn't hear what he said clearly, so he asked instinctively, "You just said... what?"

Shu Mengqian raised the corner of his mouth and smiled, and said in his deeper voice, "Am I old?"

Song Yiyang was stunned for a moment, then deliberately shrank back, and was satisfied to hear the person on him gasped, saying: "Get out! I don't know you yet?... Fuck! Slow down..."

Shu Mengqian stopped suddenly, "You mean I'm not old?"

It's hard to see the other person's expression clearly in the dark night, but Song Yiyang can feel that this person is definitely like a wolf staring at his prey at this time, if he answers dissatisfied, he will immediately eat himself to the bone.

Song Yiyang raised his eyebrows and asked, "What do you think?"

"..."

"Fuck! Take it easy!"

Until the end, Song Yiyang didn't ask what he said, but he could guess, it was nothing more than some vulgar words like "I love you", because he has been such a vulgar person recently.

However, what the man said at that time was not very credible. It is better to "do" more than to say more.

At least since that night, Song Yiyang clearly felt that something had changed between the two of them, and everything was going in a good direction.

There were more and more Shu Mengqian's things in the apartment, until one day when Song Yiyang came home, he saw that this man did not enter the house abnormally, but stood in front of his house with a small paper bag.

"What are you doing here? Why don't you go in?"

Shu Mengqian said: "Yangyang, I have no house, can you take me in?"

Song Yiyang didn't quite understand what this man was going to do, "I haven't been taking you in lately?"

"It's not this kind of shelter, it's the long-term kind."

Song Yiyang blushed a little. How could this person talk about cohabitation so euphemistically? He nodded in distaste, and then added, "Where's your house?"

"sold."

"... Fuck! You sold your house and asked me to take you in. It's a good idea?" Song Yiyang waved his hands pretending to be angry, "Go away! Get out of the way!"

But Shu Mengqian stood in front of him, then knelt down abruptly, took out a box from his bag, opened it, took out a small ring, and said, "I'll use this as rent, okay?"

After a while.

"Shu Mengqian, you prodigal bastard, you actually used the money of a house to buy this?" Song Yiyang blushed slightly, and said, "Hurry up and put it on for me!"