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The third time I saw Yi Xian was in Guangyi's indoor swimming pool.

Yang Zichen lay down in the hotel the day before with jet lag, and felt that his bones had softened from sleep, so he sent the room service to buy him swimming trunks for a night swim.

Before he went, he asked, "Are there many people in the swimming pool?"

"This season, most of the guests are watching the night view at the outdoor swimming pool, and there should be no one in the indoor swimming pool." The waiter looked innocent, "How about I ask the supervisor to ask for you?"

"Forget it, I'll go and see for myself."

Yang Zichen didn't bother to wait for him to ask, since it wasn't very far anyway, it would be faster to walk two steps by himself.

In fact, no ordinary guests would use the indoor swimming pool at this time. When Yang Zichen arrived, the locker room was empty, and it seemed that there was no one there.

But there are people in the pool.

When he came out after changing into his swimming trunks, he found that someone had already monopolized the entire swimming pool ahead of him and was swimming in the water.

Yang Zichen looked at that person from a distance and felt that the person looked familiar, so he walked to the edge of the pool and stood there watching for a while, and waited for the person to swim back and forth in front of his eyes twice before he was sure that it was Yi Xian.

After all, handsome guys with this figure are not everywhere, so it is easy to recognize.

Since it's Yi Xian, there's no need for him to leave.Yang Zichen bought drinks on the self-service ordering system, then squatted down by the swimming pool and patted the water to attract the other person's attention.

Yi Xian obviously didn't expect anyone to come to the indoor swimming pool at this time, and got out of the water with a puzzled face, and subconsciously smiled when he saw him, and was about to say something, but Yang Zichen had already stretched out his hand to him: "Come up first. "

After they sat down on the deck chairs by the pool, Yi Xian found a chance to ask, "Why are you here?"

"This is my family's hotel." Yang Zichen raised his eyebrows, "I also stayed here last night, why can't I be here?"

He leaned on the back of the chair and yawned lazily, and asked Yi Xian as if unintentionally: "What about you, don't you have a job?"

Yi Xian shook his head honestly.

"I was traveling during the holidays, and yesterday's work was just by the way."

"V Brand's new product shooting is by the way, you really know how to talk." Yang Zichen glanced at him, saw that he didn't take it seriously, and couldn't help but said, "Don't let the people from the brand hear it, or they will talk to you next time." How dare to use you?"

What he said was a bit thorny, but it doesn't sound good even if it doesn't sound good, that's the reason, if Yi Xian doesn't listen to it, he's probably a pretty fool.

But the other party just looked at him innocently: "I just told you that, they don't know that I'm back for vacation."

"Then why did you tell me?" Yang Zichen asked back.

Yi Xian stopped talking and looked at him with a smile.

He seems to have some kind of very special ability. When others think he is stupid and naive, he can subtly stretch out a little devil's tail to tell the other party that he is not a little white rabbit.

It's interesting and not boring.In addition, he is really good-looking, even if he just climbed up from the swimming pool, he has neither the blessing of big-name clothes nor makeup to change his face. His wet forehead hair is pushed back, revealing a smooth forehead and a face without makeup at all. It's still a look that people can't help but look at more.

Yang Zichen thought, if he was ten years younger, he might have fallen into his way.

Yi Xian didn't know what he was thinking, and said to himself: "If I know you live here, I will invite you to dinner at noon."

The two reclining chairs are actually not close to each other, but he has long hands and long feet, leaning out half of his body with his arms on the armrests, and immediately becomes an ambiguous distance that can be kissed with just bowing his head.Yang Zichen didn't try to avoid it, but stretched out his hand and gently pushed Yi Xian's forehead, and said directly: "What are you doing so close?"

"You look good." Yi Xian said.

As if that's the case, the eyes are very sincere.

He doesn't wear any makeup at the moment, showing his age advantage to the fullest, looking very pure, Yang Zichen and him looked at each other for two seconds, and then laughed: "Okay, kid, let's chat with someone, I'm not suitable .”

It's not that he doesn't like Yi Xian's type - on the contrary, Yi Xian can actually be classified as his favorite type, young and beautiful, with a good figure, and quite ample hardware capital.But sometimes, people always have such little emotions that cannot be explained clearly. The more they are brought to their mouths, the less they want to eat. It is so boring.

Probably this is because I am full and can't help it.

But most of the young people are always newborns who are not afraid of tigers. The more he is like this, the more energetic Yi Xian is, and he pushes forward: "Why is it not suitable? I think it is quite suitable."

"I like to be nice." Yang Zichen didn't feel ashamed to say it, and said bluntly, "Besides, I'm under supervision. I came back this time for work, so it's not good to mess with men and women."

It's not that he hasn't had a good time with pretty little boys. Some young and aggressive kids like Yi Xian want to climb into his bed. He doesn't think there's any problem with it. .But now he wants to find Yi Xian to shoot commercials. If something really happened, his brother will find out about it in the future, and he will inevitably be scolded——Yang Zichen is not even afraid of his father, but his brother, but he dare not go there just because of a pretty boy. Touch his brother's inverse scales.

"Then let's start as friends." Yi Xian leaned on the armrest and said with a smile.

Yang Zichen's thoughts that had gone astray were pulled back by him again, and he couldn't help but wonder: "Little friend, I am nearly ten years older than you, what are you planning to be friends with?"

It's not that he hasn't looked in the mirror, he knows that he must not look good enough to make people fall in love at first sight. If there is no family background bonus, he is still at the level of good-looking among passers-by. Yi Xian doesn't know who he is, so there is no need to back him .

Wait... Does Yi Xian really not know who he is?

Yang Zichen suddenly realized that maybe what he thought was the first meeting was actually not the first time.

He hadn't seen Yi Xian before the day before yesterday, which doesn't mean Yi Xian hadn't seen him before.

"You guessed it?"

Sure enough, Yi Xian maintained that posture, looked up at him a little aggrieved, saw a little alertness in his eyes, curled his lips, and admitted: "About four years ago, I traveled with my parents during the summer vacation after I graduated from junior high school, in Phuket Island saw you."

Did he go to Phuket four years ago? Yang Zichen has forgotten all about it. He was just playing around. He is still in Europe today and may fly to South Africa tomorrow. He doesn’t remember any unimportant travel itineraries, so there is no way to prove Yi. What Xian said—even if he really met Yi Xian in Phuket, Yi Xian was 15 years old four years ago, he would definitely not look like he is now, and it is even more impossible to expect him to remember the appearance of a child.

So he accepted the letter and asked again, "And then?"

"I fell in love with you at first sight, but I didn't ask your name. It's a pity that after so long, I saw you again at the airport the day before yesterday." Yi Xian said happily, "Is this fate? It seems that I chose to come here Chinese vacations are right."

"..." Yang Zichen was speechless. He felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't find any problems. Finally, he could only say, "You fake foreign devil is very superstitious."

"I can't help it. It's all in front of me. It's hard to believe it or not." Yi Xian looked at him with a smile, as if he didn't notice Yang Zichen's suspicion and vigilance just now, and asked with a good temper, "Now? I started as friends?"

If it was said that he was a little moved by sex before, now thinking of the 15-year-old Yi Xian, Yang Zichen lost all thoughts, nodded numbly, and let him go as if he was a companion for his eldest nephew.