protect my love

"Brother Zi, change your clothes." Xia Le got a towel from the hotel and put it on Zi Mingjun.

"Yeah." He wasn't listening at all.

The picture advances frame by frame until Wei Yu turns around and hugs him.

So far it has been impeccable.

The camera didn't capture the kiss at all, only knowing that the brother and sister who were hugging each other one second separated and one pushed the other down.

Even the scene where Zi Mingjun brought Wei Yu back didn't make it into the shot.

"Xia Le, did you see it just now?"

Seeing Xia Le's reaction, Zi Mingjun knew the answer.

"I'm sorry, I..." Wei Yu said to Zi Mingjun.

Obviously no one interrupted her, but she couldn't continue speaking.

People around you are waiting for the follow-up, and you can feel the eagerness of the audience around you.

"It's because I didn't control it well." Zi Mingjun had no reason not to give Wei Yu face, even though his voice was cold.

"No, I'm not capable enough, I was in a trance when I was filming that part..." It sounds like admitting a mistake, but it's not like walking down the steps.

What kind of trance is it that makes the seven-second film a courageous forward, offering a kiss without enthusiasm in a fearless manner.

"Excuse me, I'm going to change clothes." Zi Mingjun asked Xia Le to wait for him here, and then said to Bai Lianxi, "Manager Bai, there is something wrong with the faucet in my room, can you take a look for me?"

"Okay." Bai Lianxi followed Zi Mingjun and left.

Xia Le had nowhere to go, so she had to go to see if Wei Yu needed help.

There is no shortage of people around her, and there are makeup artists and stylists by her side right now.But no one dared to talk to her.

On the contrary, Wei Yu saw that it was Xia Le who came, so she leaned over and asked in a low voice, "Say something for me, I really didn't mean it just now, I don't want to make him angry."

"Ah...Okay." Xia Le couldn't stand Wei Yu, who was familiar for no reason, so he responded first.

"Zi Mingjun, does he have a girlfriend?"

"???" Xia Le looked puzzled.

Wei Yu spoke in a low voice, but the staff were very close and the conversation was transparent throughout.

"Sorry, I don't know." After saying this, Xia Le found an excuse and left.

In this way, at least in Xia Le's heart, the cause and effect are already clear.

I feel sorry for Brother Zi.

The two on the other side took the elevator to Zi Mingjun's room.

There was no communication on the road, and Zi Mingjun wiped his hair with a towel slowly.

Bai Lianxi wanted to say several times that he had basically read the whole story, but he couldn't open his mouth. There was no feasible position for him to tell Zi Mingjun.

Entering the room, Zi Mingjun washed his face first, and then took off his soaked shirt.

"Your hotel doesn't have platinum VIPs at all."

Bai Lianxi, who was sitting on the sofa, looked up, speechless.The discourse after this bizarre prologue becomes predictable, arguably the only direction of dialogue at the moment.

Just now when Zi Mingjun was washing his face, Bai Lianxi was standing beside him. He thought he was going to show the unsatisfactory faucet.

After washing her face, Bai Lianxi realized that it was just a plausible excuse.

"Is this considered abuse of power?" Zi Mingjun asked.

"us......"

"I don't want to hear it now." Zi Mingjun scratched his hair that had been doused with colored water, "Wait for me for 3 minutes."

Then he went into the bathroom and closed the door.

Bai Lianxi was in a daze the whole time.

It was about 3 minutes after he saw the word Mingjun again, wearing their hotel bathrobe, his cheeks were flushed red from the steam in the bathroom, very much like the first time he saw him.

"Also, Band-Aids are not a regular service at your hotel at all."

Zi Mingjun walked towards Bai Lianxi step by step, and before the other party reacted stiffly, he pulled another sofa over and sat facing him, with his knees almost touching his knees.

Bai Lianxi couldn't face his eyes, and she didn't dodge them, so she closed her eyes as if giving up on herself.

"Don't you really want to say something?" Zi Mingjun asked word by word.

He had never seen every inch of this face, and their meeting and acquaintance had always been under the guise of nothingness.

Seeing that the other party did not respond, Zi Mingjun said again: "I really don't believe that you don't have feelings for me, because I think I think about you the same way you think about me."

"That lady just now." Bai Lianxi suddenly opened her eyes, "Is that considered abuse of power?"

Zi Mingjun shrugged indifferently: "Shouldn't you see clearly from that angle?"

"Why do I have to see so clearly?" From this sentence, Bai Lianxi completely took off the job mask used to cover up in front of Zi Mingjun, "I'm sitting there today and working, I want to make sure that the hotel's finances are not damaged .”

"When I was rehearsing, I deliberately left my best angles for you, did you notice?"

"No."

Zi Mingjun made an exaggerated gesture of covering his chest, and asked again: "Do you know what I think about you?"

Facing such smiling eyes, Bai Lianxi couldn't help but return a more sincere gaze.For half a minute, each of them seemed to have an answer in their hearts.

Zi Mingjun firmly believes that emotion itself is incomparable, and friendship and love are nothing but boring labels after summarizing the rules.

And he really wanted to get close to Bai Lianxi.

"Answer me." Zi Mingjun tried to hide his impatience with a flat tone.

"Why?" Bai Lianxi asked back, "Then why did you invite me to have dinner with you?"

It refers to one of the most typical examples on the night of the premiere of "One Finger River".

Obviously Zi Ming didn't expect Bai Lianxi to ask such a rhetorical question, raised his eyebrows, and thought about it seriously.

In fact, he doesn't mind saying the words first, which is a kind of humility. After all, in this unique memory in the future, the first person who speaks will eventually be remembered more clearly.

"That is......"

Unexpectedly, he was interrupted by Bai Lianxi's blurted sentence.

"I like you." Bai Lianxi said, "I can't treat you as an ordinary guest, I like you."

Zi Mingjun smiled, and there was light in his eyes.He said me too, I like you, and I am not willing to be a customer or a friend.

There is nothing in the world that is more extreme than being happy with each other and being able to know each other.

Inch by inch, the magnet seemed to be placed on the normal line of the straight-line distance between the two.Desire grows stronger with every millimeter.

At this time, it should be a kind of enjoyment to extend the length of time infinitely, but unfortunately not everyone is willing to wait.

Originally, Zi Mingjun took care that Bai Lianxi might not be willing to open up like that as soon as he came up, so he voluntarily tortured himself to enjoy the almost infinite waiting.

Instead, Bai Lianxi stood up suddenly.Like Wei Yu, he quickly kissed the other corner of Zi Mingjun's mouth, "There are still a few minutes for the rest to end, I'll go first."

Before waiting for anyone to reply, Bai Lianxi left with a capable step full of elite sense, and he was still the young and promising account manager when he went out.

Zi Mingjun was dumb, his eyes followed others, and his fingers uncontrollably stuck to the distinctive skin, and even used two fingers to simulate the lips, but unfortunately the same touch could not be restored.

Ziming was 2 minutes late, but not the last one.

Neither Wei Yu nor Mu Xunying came back yet.

The assistant director came over instead: "Let's change Zi Mingjun's scene a little bit, just make up a solo scene."

"Well, how to shoot?"

"You stand here with your eyes closed, and then there is a phantom of Han Yue in front of you. You wanted to hug her but it was empty."

"Is there still water?"

It was nothing more than falling or not, but the assistant director silently glanced at the screenwriter.

"Ah?" Zi Mingjun did not understand the intention of this action.

"Just now Director Mu came back and said that the single-player part was changed to paint...just add a little water to dilute it." The screenwriter explained.

"..."

"But it's only this scene. If you do it once, you can call it a day." The assistant director comforted.

"Okay." Zi Mingjun had no choice, "Now?"

"Wait a few minutes, they are going to get the paint, you should rest for a while."

So Zi Ming returned to his little chair.

Next to him, Xia Le actually chatted with Bai Lianxi.

"You guys." Zi Mingjun leaned over, "What are you talking about?"

"I really have to thank Manager Bai for moving things last time, otherwise my old waist will be gone."

"You still have a waist?" Zi Mingjun asked with a smile.

Xia Le was very unconvinced when he heard it, but he looked at Zi Mingjun and Bai Lianxi, and drifted away without love.

"For a while... go to my room and have a chat?" Zi Mingjun asked in a low voice.

Bai Lianxi replied seriously with an expression of talking about business: "My place is safer, when will you end?"

"It should be pretty soon." Zi Mingjun talked about the imperial decree left by Mu Xunying, "I still have to take a bath."

"If Mu Xunying comes back later, I may have to stay for a while."

Words express understanding.

"I can put a jar of water for you first, and I'll go back after you finish soaking."

"Yes." Zi Mingjun didn't really want to take a bath, but he didn't want to spoil any part of the perfect plan set by Bai Lianxi.

"Then I'll go first."

When Bai Lianxi came back, Zi Mingjun's work was just in half.The bright yellow paint flowed down the right temple, and when the yellow was gone, the rest hanging in the air became thinner and thinner, and the lotus root was broken, and the next batch of purple and green dripped at different locations.

The one-man show is a test of professionalism.

Zi Mingjun faced the camera and looked a little far away, his expression suddenly changed.

As a lay audience, Bai Lianxi has never read the original novel, so there are many details that she can't understand.But his words Mingjun seemed to be slowly embracing someone he couldn't see.

"What laughing?"

Bai Lianxi was taken aback, seeing that Mu Xunying and Wei Yu had just entered.

"It's nothing."

The assistant director called out Ka, and Zi Mingjun, whose face was smeared with paint, walked off the stage by himself, in a state of semi-blindness.

Mu Xunying didn't look for Zi Mingjun, and didn't even remember to check the monitor.After greeting Bai Lianxi, he left, and Wei Yu followed.

In this way, Bai Lianxi had nothing to do, and he walked with Zi Mingjun in a logical manner.

All the way back to his room.

"I'll wash off my face first." Zi Mingjun turned on the faucet with guesswork.

"Well, I'm outside, you are soaking." Bai Lianxi intimately helped him close the door, "Call me directly if you need anything."

Zi Mingjun was not in a hurry at all, he took off his clothes and threw them aside, and took a shower first.The already mottled and half-dried paint was washed away, dripping with color all over the place.

When he sat in the bathtub, he was hesitating whether to call Bai Lianxi in.

"I got some water, can I come in?"

Outside the door was his boyfriend's tacit understanding with him.

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