After retiring from the circle, he came out with the actor C

Zhong Heng calmly waited for the second kiss.

However, the boy did not move again.

Yue Jiayou suddenly remembered that during the Chinese New Year, he was always envious of other children who could set off fireworks.

But he hasn't spoken to anyone.

If he said so, his mother might take money out of the drug fee to fulfill his wish.

That's not what he wanted.

So he squatted on the side of the street, watched other children set off fireworks for a long time, and finally picked up a fairy wand.

The fairy stick seemed to be born with malnutrition, and was half shorter than the others, so it was abandoned by the children.

But the moment it was ignited, it still filled the night with golden light——

It's just that the happy time is shorter than others.

The short-lived wantonness brought by alcohol reminded Yue Jiayou of that fairy wand.

His greed for Zhong Heng, like that malnourished fairy stick, has been burned within the time of one kiss.

Just for a moment, as long as you can get close to him and exchange breaths, it is enough to make you feel at ease and firm in your heart.

Zhong Heng didn't know what the young man was thinking, gently teased his back, and pressed lightly on the butterfly bone with the hickey: "Don't you want to kiss me again?"

The young man who straddled the man looked at the bloodstains he had left on the corner of Zhong Heng's mouth, nodded slightly, but his whole body softened, and lay down in Zhong Heng's arms, putting his ear against the beating heart.

He intermittently told Zhong Heng the story of that Spring Festival.

The boy lay obediently on his chest, like a well-bred little wild dog, whimpering with emotions that he would never reveal easily.

Obsessed with fireworks.

A little wish that was carefully hidden for fear of hurting her mother.

Full of joy at the fleeting bliss of that fairy wand.

Zhong Heng's heartbeat slowed down as he spoke more and more gently.

At the end, Yue Jiayou raised his head slightly, the corners of his eyes were red, like embers about to go out:

"I'm happy enough already, I can't ask for more."

"If you continue to push forward, it will hurt you."

"You must wait for me, until the day I give you the sun."

He hasn't obtained enough status, reputation, ability and experience to be worthy of Zhong Heng, so he doesn't dare to enter Zhong Heng's world rashly, for fear that his own appearance will ruin Zhong Heng's originally perfect life.

As if worried that Zhong Heng didn't want it, Yue Jiayou tugged on his lapel and murmured repeatedly: "You must wait for me."

The boy was too good-looking, with pale skin, red eyes, and slightly trembling lips, which made Zhong Heng wish to go back to Yue Jiayou's memory and hug the child of that year.

"I'll wait for you, I won't disappear, and I won't leave you. I can afford anything you want."

Zhong Heng couldn't hug Yue Jiayou from that year, so he could only hug this Yue Jiayou tightly in his arms.

He is not Yue Jiayou's mother, he can give Yue Jiayou everything he wants.

"You won't hurt me either, I'm not that fragile."

He is willing to eliminate all Yue Jiayou's fears and worries little by little.

Zhong Heng suddenly remembered the red spot on Yue Jiayou's neck, and taking advantage of the boy's obedience, he asked the question together: "Why did you spot that mole?"

The little joy that comes from being similar to someone you like.

Because of longing, I hope to become someone who can protect each other like him.

Yue Jiayou replied in a low voice: "I want to be you."

"I also want to..." Yue Jiayou's voice was vague: "It can be your strength and protect you."

Even in the eyes of others, Zhong Heng never needs protection and attention.

But Yue Jiayou knew very well that even Zhong Heng would get hurt and needed a hug.

Zhong Heng took a deep breath: "You just need to be yourself, that's enough."

If he wants to do what he said, Yue Jiayou only needs to be himself.

In other words, Yue Jiayou has already done it.

Being appeased, Yue Jiayou changed into a more comfortable position to nest.

The young man just confides the thoughts and obsessions in his heart one by one while drunk, and when he finishes speaking, he is satisfied and allows his consciousness to be completely occupied by alcohol.

Zhong Heng laid him flat, adjusted the boy's hair and clothes, and gently removed the makeup on the boy's face.

He is not an idol, so he seldom needs to wear such conspicuous stage makeup. He was extremely patient when removing it. The stage makeup that covered everything was wiped off, leaving a natural flush on the boy's face. Zhong Heng looked at him quietly for a while.

Fang Xiaowei started knocking on the door, but did not dare to come in: "Boss, are you ready to go? I just heard from the staff that Yue Jiayou came to see you?"

"Yes." Zhong Heng paused, and a moment of crazy thoughts rose in his heart: "Did the program team give three days off?"

He wanted to put his little boy in his pocket and take it with him.

Fang Xiaowei grabbed a passing election officer without knowing why, and replied with an affirmative answer.

"Let's go, wait for me in the car."

Fang Xiaowei thought his boss was willing to let go of Yue Jiayou, so he went downstairs to drive.

In the room, Zhong Heng looked at the peaceful sleeping face of the young man, lowered his head and placed a kiss on the young man's forehead: "This time I let you take the lead."

"Next time, when you wake up, you will pay it back."

When Yue Jiayou woke up, it was the second day after the performance.

It was a strange room again, exactly the same scene as the last time he woke up.

"Mr. Zhong?" He called out tentatively.

No one answered.

It's probably because he has been in good health recently, and he didn't feel any discomfort when he woke up with a hangover except for a little dizziness.

Yue Jiayou looked around and confirmed that he was indeed the only one in the room.

He simply lay flat on the bed, too lazy to get up.

last night……

The memory was broken when I drank the second glass of vodka.

He seemed to be dreaming.

In the dream, he kissed Zhong Heng.

Yue Jiayou reached out and pressed his temple for a while, carefully recalling the kiss in his dream.

His memory was hazy, and it was hard for him to remember what he dreamed about last night.

But that kiss seemed real and tangible.

Yue Jiayou couldn't help raising his hand and touched his lips quietly, feeling a little grateful:

This time in the dream, I didn't forget to kiss Zhong Heng in the dream.

Anyway, it's a dream, it doesn't matter if it's left or right, if you don't kiss, you don't kiss.

It's a pity that the details are completely forgotten.

"Ding--"

The bedside phone rang, and Yue Jiayou reached out to answer it.

"Hello, Mengcheng Orange Hotel is at your service, the breakfast you reserved..."

Montreal Orange Hotel?

Yue Jiayou was stunned for a moment.

Montreal?

The door was pushed open, and Zhong Heng walked in: "Are you awake? Does your stomach hurt? Where's your head?"

Yue Jiayou was so drunk last night that he was carried on the plane, off the plane, and sent to the hotel, sleeping soundly the whole time.

He has also been busy for a week for dancing practice, and the stage consumes a lot of energy. As soon as he gets a chance to rest, he fills up the greed in his heart, is completely relaxed by alcohol, and sleeps very deeply at night.

Zhong Heng was worried that he would wake up and walk around indiscriminately or have trouble breathing when he was still drunk in his sleep, so he stayed by the side all night, and only resumed work in the morning.

When he was working, he ordered porridge for breakfast with the hotel, and went back to Yue Jiayou's room before the delivery time.

Before opening the door, Zhong Heng hesitated for a while at the door.

How will Yue Jiayou react to what happened last night?How should I react?

Until he heard that Yue Jiayou had indeed woken up, Zhong Heng was worried about his stomach, interrupted his thinking, and decided to take a step and see Yue Jiayou's condition first.

Yue Jiayou sat on the bed, blinking at the person who walked in suddenly.

Unlike the last time when he woke up drunk from the hotel, this time Zhong Heng was still wearing a suit and leather shoes.

Yue Jiayou supported his forehead, secretly regretting that he didn't wear it when he should have worn it last time, but this time it was tightly wrapped.

Zhong Heng thought it was a headache, and walked over in a low voice: "Shall I ask Xiao Fang to send some anti-alcoholic medicine?"

Yue Jiayou quickly waved his hands: "No, I'm fine, I just dreamed all night and I'm a little tired."

The memory was taken away along with the alcohol, and Yue Jiayou began to fragment from the moment he left the bar, and he didn't even know how he got to Mengcheng.

"What was the dream?" Zhong Heng noticed that he should be completely fragmented, and was curious about the difference between the boy's so-called dream and reality.

Yue Jiayou's expression changed, and he immediately shut up.

He didn't remember what dream he had at all, he only remembered that he kissed Zhong Heng proactively in the dream.

So embarrassing.

"No, nothing. I dreamed of setting off fireworks with you." He didn't know why, but he said to set off fireworks by accident.

Zhong Heng breathed a sigh of relief.

It's fine if Yue Jiayou doesn't remember.

The child is so proud, if he remembers that he was driven by alcohol and said so many soft and cute things, he might be scared and go back to Jingcheng, and even ignore him for several days.

He told the truth while drunk, telling himself to wait for him, so just wait.

But Yue Jiayou really didn't remember everything, and Zhong Heng felt regretful.

"Little rascal." Zhong Heng said to himself, softly condemning the little white-eyed wolf in front of him who had been presumptuous, contented, and forgotten in a blink of an eye.

Yue Jiayou was surprised: "What did I do?"

Could he have done something he shouldn't have done to Zhong Heng when he was drunk?

It's over, I'm dying, I don't remember anything.

Zhong Heng hanged him on purpose and didn't answer.

Seeing that Zhong Heng didn't speak, Yue Jiayou asked cautiously: "Could it be that I'm drunk and stalking you and want to come here with you?"

This can explain why I woke up and ran 480 kilometers away.

"Well, you made a fuss and wanted to come and take a look." There was no trouble, not at all, Zhong Heng became more and more proficient at deceiving young people.

Without knowing it, Yue Jiayou immediately self-criticized: "Teacher, you shouldn't have promised me. I'm drunk. If you throw me to Zhuo Yize, it's over. Bringing me here will cause you more trouble."

If I throw it to Zhuo Yize, I don't have to think about whether I said or did what I shouldn't say or do in the middle of the night.

"However...how did I get on the plane? Now I can get on the plane when I'm so drunk that I'm unconscious?" Yue Jiayou thought of a question.

"My family's plane, I carried you up." Zhong Heng seemed to be talking about something very ordinary.

Yue Jiayou slapped his thigh: "Ah!"

Zhong Heng thought he was being shy, and just about to coax a few words, the young man was full of annoyance: "It's the first time in my life to take a private jet! I'm actually! Unconscious!"

Fine.

Zhong Heng's tone was complicated, and he couldn't tell if he was happy that Yue Jiayou had a big heart, or he had nothing to say to him: "Come on, let me go shopping with you?"

Yue Jiayou nodded blankly: "Are you busy with work?"

Busy, very busy.

When you yelled my name last night, I was answering emails by the side.

When you are too hot to strip your clothes, I will read the documents beside you.

Finally finished the meeting before you woke up.

The work in the afternoon is over, and I will have enough time to accompany you until tomorrow morning.

However, those words became: "Come to me at three o'clock in the afternoon, and breakfast will be delivered later, and you can sleep after eating."

Yue Jiayou shook his head: "I won't sleep anymore."

"Didn't Teacher Tan make an appointment with me to sing a warm-up song next time? I've been communicating with her recently, and I'll call her later."

"Then I have to review. I have an appointment for subject three..." Yue Jiayou jumped up suddenly: "I can only accompany you for one day! I will go back to take my driver's license test tomorrow afternoon! After the test, I will have a driver's license!"

Zhong Heng looked at him suspiciously: "How did you make an appointment for the driver's license test?"

Yue Jiayou blushed and lowered his head: "Thinking about it, next time you land at Jingcheng Airport, I will be able to drive to pick you up."

So good.

How could Yue Jiayou be so obedient.

Zhong Heng's heart softened, and he began to think about buying a new car for Yue Jiayou.

The ignorant boy obediently got up and changed his clothes, and was stunned again: "Mr. Zhong...then what, can you lend me some clothes to wear first?"

Zhong Heng: "What?"

Yue Jiayou pointed to the nightgown that Zhong Heng had replaced on his body: "I can't wear this to make a video call with Teacher Tan, can I?"

"Oh, by the way, there are also... mobile phones, money, and computers..."

He went to the lounge as soon as he got off the stage, and went straight to the lounge when he left the lounge. He had no mobile phone, no money, and no ordinary clothes that could be worn by people.

"It's okay." Zhong Heng smiled softly: "Put on mine for a while, and I'll ask Fang Xiaowei to buy it according to your size before going out in the afternoon. Can I use my mobile phone and computer first? If you need money, you have a mobile phone Isn't that all right?"

Zhong Heng has a personal mobile phone and computer, which are clearly distinguished from those used for work, and usually no one will contact his private number, so it is just right to give it to Yue Jiayou.

Yue Jiayou was taken aback for a moment: "How can this work? Then don't you know your bank card password?"

"The password is 000123, easy to remember." Zhong Heng told him the password without talking nonsense.

Sooner or later, Yue Jiayou will know, it makes no difference whether it is sooner or later.

Yue Jiayou repeated it silently, and found that it was too easy to remember.

He approached Zhong Heng and whispered: "My bank card password is 000817, I told you."

Reciprocity.

After gaining the trust of the other party, he has to give the trust to be at ease.

After all, Yue Jiayou couldn't help laughing: "Your password is too casual, isn't it?"

Zhong Heng glanced at him.

Those three zeros have the same meaning as the three zeros in Yue Jiayou's password, the first three digits of Yue Jiayou's birth date.

Even if it is said, no one can see the clues, only he himself knows.

After explaining the password, breakfast was served.

Zhong Heng stared at Yue Jiayou after finishing his breakfast, ordered lunch for him, and then went down to return to work.

Yue Jiayou was obediently busy with his own affairs in the room as well.

He keeps his time organized.

The cooperation with Tan Sisi must be the best to be worthy of the appreciation of the seniors.

Zhong Heng is very tired from work. He doesn't understand finance, but at least he has to learn to drive, which can help a little.

After returning to Jingcheng, on the last day of vacation, he planned to spend a day swimming in the May [-]rd ocean.

Zhong Heng graduated from T University.

If he can be admitted to T University, he will be Zhong Heng's junior.

He thought the closer he was to Zhong Heng, the better.

Therefore, at the meeting time agreed in the afternoon, Yue Jiayou and Tan Sisi were still discussing an adaptation over and over again.

Tan Sisi is serious about work, and Yue Jiayou is equally serious. Both of them love music, so they chat endlessly.

When Zhong Heng opened the door and entered, Yue Jiayou was lying in front of the table with a frowning face: "Teacher Tan, I want to change the direction of harmony. We are now 1451. I want to add some blues elements. If funk can be added to the electric guitar part Better."

Tan Sisi is 30 years older than Yue Jiayou, and her acceptance of funk is not very high. Yue Jiayou is a little worried that she will refuse.

However, to Yue Jiayou's surprise, Tan Sisi even thought of this earlier than him, and even greeted Zhong Heng who appeared in the camera: "Xiao Zhong, good afternoon, do you want to sit down and listen together?"

She also didn't have any doubts about Zhong Heng's appearance.

It wasn't until Tan Sisi spoke that Yue Jiayou realized that Zhong Heng was back.

Zhong Heng sat by the bed and turned on the computer.

Yue Jiayou whispered to his ear: "I'm sorry, I agreed to go out for a stroll in the afternoon, but I ended up chatting with Teacher Tan until now."

"It's okay, actually I also have a temporary job to deal with." Zhong Heng faced the computer without raising his head: "It's also interesting to listen to your chats. Teacher Tan doesn't mind if I steal my teacher?"

Tan Sisi naturally didn't mind, and started talking to Yue Jiayou: "I think the rhythm can be changed to bossa, the chord is seven or nine, why don't you try to use 251 for transition?"

Zhong Heng didn't know how to compose music, and just used their discussion as background sound.

Yue Jiayou was obsessed with creation, and chatted with Tan Sisi until dark.

After six o'clock, Yue Jiayou finally hung up the phone, and rolled to Zhong Heng's side on the bed: "Mr. Zhong, are you done?"

It was better to go out for a walk with Zhong Heng in the afternoon, but chatted with Tan Sisi all afternoon about the arrangement, Yue Jiayou felt guilty, and spoke flatteringly: "Shall we go for a stroll in the park next door?"

Zhong Heng closed the computer: "Not now, I will take you to another place."

In fact, he didn't regret at all that the afternoon date blew up.

He already had work to do.

and……

In the sunny afternoon, his child is by his side, immersed in what he likes, and adjusts a piece of music in the software from time to time, while he is busy with his work beside the child.

Living in the same room without interfering with each other reminded him that there might be countless todays in the future.

The flow of time became extraordinarily slow and beautiful, and even the hanging up of the phone was just right, without interrupting his arrangements for tonight at all.

Yue Jiayou was very curious about the evening activities he arranged: "Where are you going?"

"You'll know when you go." Zhong Heng got up and put on his coat, and looked at Yue Jiayou nonchalantly: "I forgot to tell Xiao Fang to buy clothes for you, so you can continue to wear mine?"

I didn't forget, I just didn't want to say it.

Yue Jiayou was justifying his mistakes, he obeyed, wrapped up Zhong Heng's coat, wrapped Zhong Heng's scarf around his neck, took advantage of Zhong Heng's turn to change clothes, secretly buried his nose in, and took a deep breath.

The taste of Zhong Heng.

Want to take another breath.

Zhong Heng just turned around: "What are you doing?"

Yue Jiayou hurriedly pushed him: "I can smell the smell of smoke on the scarf!"

Zhong Heng didn't expose him, and took Yue Jiayou to the garage.

They eventually drove to an amusement park on the outskirts of Montreal.

Yue Jiayou looked at the pitch-black gate of the amusement park: "Mr. Zhong? What are you doing in an amusement park with the gate closed?"

"This is a theme park that Zhong's will open next year. It's not closed now, but it's still in the equipment debugging period."

The smell of the capitalist came over his face, Yue Jiayou swallowed: "Then he is still closed!"

As soon as the boy's voice fell, there was a whistling sound from a distance, and sparks suddenly rose in the darkness.

In an instant, countless meteors burst out in the darkness, and fireworks bloomed over the dark park. With the dazzling golden light falling, the whole dreamy park was illuminated.

Yue Jiayou stood where he was, watching the fireworks blooming in the sky, almost unable to speak: "...you arranged it?"

Zhong Heng nodded, and pulled Yue Jiayou forward after the surroundings returned to darkness.

"Here you are." He handed Yue Jiayou a cigarette lighter.

There are not many places where fireworks can be set off. If the theme park hadn't declared for the fireworks show, it would be really difficult to find a place for a while.

When the fire was lit, Yue Jiayou happily took it, ran up, lit a firework, covered his ears and quickly ran back to Zhong Heng, nervously watching the firework that was about to be lit.

The colorful sparks rose into the sky again, and the air was filled with a faint smell of nitrate.

The young man pointed at the sky, and pulled Zhong Heng forgetfully: "Teacher! Look! I set it up with my own hands! After this amusement park opens, will it be like this every day?"

"I really want to work part-time! I don't do anything else every day! I just set off fireworks!"

Because of the fireworks, Yue Jiayou had no choice but to whisper in Zhong Heng's ear.

Zhong Heng stood beside him, wrapping the boy's scarf that was scattered due to excitement: "If you think too much, you won't be able to come."

The fireworks are about to go out, and the fire has dimmed a lot.

Yue Jiayou looked up at the extinguished fireworks, and lowered his voice: "I knew that when I came, I would definitely be recognized, and it would cause trouble for the people around me."

"that's not what it means."

Zhong Heng rubbed his hair and realized that he forgot to put earmuffs on the boy.

So he stretched out his hand to caress his frozen red ears, imitating Yue Jiayou, leaned close to his ear and said:

"The current fireworks are all electronically controlled. This kind of effect is average, and the old-fashioned fireworks that cannot achieve consistent timeliness have long been eliminated."

"Because you're eliminated, why don't you play for me?" Yue Jiayou said casually, and he wouldn't be unhappy because of it, but he felt somewhat disappointed.

As he said, he rushed out to light another firework, and rushed back before it exploded. The colorful flowers, colorful and colorful, lit up the night sky.

Zhong Heng continued to prick his ears for the young man, and smiled helplessly: "It's so that you can light it with your own hands."

Little heartless, only thinking about bad things.

Yue Jiayou lost his mind for a moment, felt that he should do something, but didn't know what to do, so he handed the cigarette lighter to Zhong Heng: "You should light one too."

He wants Zhong Heng to be happy too, although he doesn't know if his happiness is shared with his own.

Zhong Heng took it with lowered eyes, chose one to ignite kindly, walked back and stood beside Yue Jiayou to watch the golden light burst.

This is also the first time he lit fireworks in his nearly 30 years of life.

Mrs. Zhong is too big and has many family members. He has never experienced such a thing as a family of three getting together to set off fireworks.

Setting off fireworks with Yue Jiayou was also the first time in his life for him.

"Yue Jiayou." Zhong Heng called him: "I just set off the first fireworks in my life."

"Coincidentally, me too." Yue Jiayou squinted his eyes and smiled, the boy was thin and thin, even wearing a heavy coat, he always looked a bit thin: "Are you happy?"

"I'm very happy." Zhong Heng couldn't help but open his arms and hug the boy tightly.

This is also the first time someone has asked themselves if they want to light a firework with their own hands, and if they are happy about it.

He also wants to share many of these moments with Yue Jiayou.

"If there is anything else you want to do in the future, remember to tell me."

Yue Jiayou didn't realize that when he was awake, he never told Zhong Heng that he wanted to set off fireworks.

The sky is full of brilliant stars and roaring fireworks.

Taking advantage of the deafening sound, Yue Jiayou whispered to himself: "I want to kiss you, not in a dream."