Unscrupulous orthopedics [entertainment circle]

While waiting for the takeaway to arrive, Su Yang rummaged through the boxes and cabinets, and finally found half a bag of brown sugar in a corner of the refrigerator. Seeing that it hadn't expired, he made a cup of brown sugar water with the hot water that had just boiled, and there was a "bang" Put it on the coffee table in front of An Wang-jun, and ordered ruthlessly: "Drink."

An Wangjun lowered his head and took a look at the dark tea of ​​the same style as Senior Sister Du. The tea was exuding an indescribably strong fragrance.He picked up the teacup and stirred the undissolved sugar in it, and asked quietly: "Aren't girls drinking brown sugar to replenish energy and blood?"

Su Yang pushed back angrily: "What do you think your current situation is better than girls?"

An Wangjun lowered his eyelids, looked at the black and red sugar water, the little warmth in his heart slowly faded, he still couldn't hold back, he raised his head and asked him: "So, who did you drink this bag of brown sugar for before? "

Su Yang choked, and didn't know how to answer for a while.

An Wangjun understood, blinked his eyes a few times, and smiled bitterly: "The next time you bring someone home, remember to put away my photo, otherwise, it's not good to be misunderstood..."

"Or," An Wang-jun lowered his head, unable to restrain his sobs after all, "you already put it away..." He wanted to say something more, but his throat was trembling uncontrollably all the time. It's hard to cry.

"What are you talking about?" Su Yang's head was about to burst, he rushed forward and pinched An Wangjun's shoulder, and scolded through gritted teeth: "You doubt that I brought someone back before? I'm such a person in your heart? You've been thinking of me like this for so many years? If I could be so coquettish, I should have killed you that night!!"

An Wangjun was shaken, and the tears that had been clogging his lower eyelids fell down one after another in fright.

Su Yang, who realized that he had said something wrong again, was annoyed and resentful. He gritted his teeth and let go of Anwang-jun. He pulled ten pieces of tissue paper like a hada, pinched Anwang-jun's chin with one hand, and squeezed Anwang-jun with the other. An Wangjun's face was almost deformed.

"It was last autumn. When I came to shoot commercials, I caught a cold and kept having a stomachache. That bastard bought it as a prank." Su Yang explained sullenly while wiping, fearing that Mr. An Wang would not believe it, he added: " If you don’t believe me, you can call him now and ask him.”

An Wang-jun was wronged, bit his lip, and groaned for a long time before he could say a complete sentence: "I'm sorry, I was angry... I'm sorry..."

Su Yang sighed, "Up to now, you have been away for ten days... Ten days, without a single call or message... Why are you so heartless..."

The heartless Mr. An Wang couldn't stop crying: "...but I'm also waiting for your call."

Su Yang stopped wiping his face with his hand, raised his head and took a long breath, feeling the faint smell of blood in his mouth.

An Wangjun kept his head down, his thin shoulders were trembling with his clothes hanging on his shoulders, and his whole body was about to shrink into a ball.An Wang-jun thought that he would despair and regret, but now his chest is filled with discomfort and grievances.

For more than ten years, Su Yang has never seen him like this, dizzy, all logical judgments and moral thinking surrendered.He took a few deep breaths, and tried his best to suppress his voice back to the soft voice he used when coaxing the child: "Okay, it's my fault, my fault." Su Yang was very sincere, and began to count his crimes, "I shouldn't give you Calling, I shouldn't have attacked you as soon as I got in the car, and I shouldn't have dragged you upstairs..." As he spoke, he pulled off An Wangjun's cuff buttons, and the thin wrist that had just been grasped vigorously still had a hole in it. Pulled red seal.The veins on Su Yang's forehead were almost popping out, and he had to grit his molars to force a gentle apology, for fear that he would be speechless again.

The current posture is more than flooded and difficult to recover. It is simply dancing on the edge of the cliff. If you are not careful, you will buy one get one free in the crematorium.

An Wangjun saw that Su Yang's hand holding his cuff was trembling slightly, he raised his hand slightly, and put the sleeve down again. "It's okay, you don't have to blame yourself."

As he spoke, he raised his head, looked at Su Yang with wet eyes, and repeated carefully, "You don't have to blame yourself, I don't blame you."

Even if it was that night, I don't blame you.

How could Su Yang not understand, the clenched fist seemed to be clenched on his own heart, which could crush the atrium and explode blood all over the place.The feeling of not daring to speak for outsiders trembled and sprouted small buds, and was shaken to the ground by the pouring guilt.

If, if I hug you now, will we be able to go back to the same way?

Su Yang thought this way, and An Wangjun in front of him also looked at him like this with a basket of tears in his eyes - as long as you hug me like before, I can ignore everything, ignore everything, and you can do whatever you want in the future. You can do it, you can leave from now on, whatever.Hug me, hug me, okay...

Su Yang tentatively wiped away the tears that were about to fall from An Wangjun's eyelashes. Under the palm of his hand was still An Wangjun's soft cheek. The last time he touched him like this was that night, the same hand feeling, but The exact same but different state of mind.

"Little Jun, I..."

The cell phone rang suddenly, and the two of them who were extremely nervous seemed to be caught and raped in bed, their hearts almost jumped out of fright, and An Wangjun's face, which had just recovered a little blood color, turned pale with fright, and turned his head back. in the sofa.Su Yang glanced at the phone with lingering fear, it was a takeaway phone.

"You drink the tea first, I'll go downstairs to get takeaway." Su Yang suppressed his throbbing, picked up the key and walked out the door quickly.

An Wangjun was left alone in the room again, after a long time, a pale hand slowly held the cup of steaming brown sugar tea, almost pious.

The delivery guy who came here under the sun was still complaining a second ago, why are the rich people so weird, they want porridge and fresh vegetables at the same time, and the next moment, the prince Xiaoyao who is torturing thousands of girls on TV Appeared suddenly, picked up something as if his butt was on fire, and left.

An Wangjun thought that Su Yang was just going out to get takeaway, but who knew that he was not only carrying a big box and a small box, but also a bundle of lettuce, two knots of lotus root and two pork chops.When I opened the door, I shook it a bit, seeing that the top box of strawberries was about to fall off, but fortunately, An Wangjun took it back with a stride.

Su Yang looked at the unharmed box of strawberries, secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and suddenly had absurd thoughts like the aftermath of a catastrophe. "You drink the porridge first, and I'll make the soup."

An Wangjun just helped Su Yang put the takeout on the table, and asked quickly after hearing this, "Aren't you going to eat?"

Su Yang was already washing the vegetables swiftly: "I'm not hungry. You haven't eaten all lunch, so drink some porridge and make a splash. I'll use a pressure cooker for the soup, and it will be ready soon."

An Wang-jun stopped placing the plate, put down the bowls and chopsticks immediately, went into the kitchen, took the knife out of the cutting board, took the lotus root that Su Yang had just washed, and skillfully cut it into chunks. "Then let's do it together, just faster."

Su Yang really can't do anything about him, if he keeps struggling, he might just make the soup for dinner.The two quickly cut up all kinds of ingredients for later use, blanch the ribs in the pot, and finally threw all their brains into the pressure cooker.Wash lettuce and cut into sections, sauté minced garlic in hot oil until fragrant, and quickly stir-fry over high heat.An Wangjun also pulled out a bottle of unopened oil consumption from the seasoning cabinet, Su Yang directly opened the bottle cap with his teeth, and added a little more fragrance to the fragrant lettuce.

In a trance, both of them had the illusion that they had returned to their previous life together.It's as if nothing happened, you and I are still foolishly having fun with each other, and it's not bad to stay clingy until we grow old.

It's a pity that when the two people's eyes collided unintentionally and they immediately avoided it at the same time, they both understood that everything has long been irreversible.

The bright green lettuce was out of the pan, now Su Yang insisted that An Wangjun take it to eat first, he washed the strawberries and came.An Wang-jun didn't insist anymore, he returned to the dining table obediently, the red dates and millet porridge was still warm, An Wang-jun stirred it with a spoon, and slowly put it into his mouth spoon by spoon.

The porridge is sweet, sweet in the mouth, but not sweet in the heart, there is still a locked door in the heart, and the key is in Su Yang's hand.In the previous ten years, Su Yang kept the door open a little, and An Wangjun was able to glimpse a ray of sky light, a little sweet and a little bright.But now, whether the door is closed or opened, Mr. An Wang really doesn't know.What he knew was that if Su Yang didn't want to drive, he really didn't have the strength to escape.

All my strength was spent on that summer night, on the way to find you, and it was exhausted.Now I can only listen to your life, your death, your love, but I dare not listen to your hate.

An Wangjun ate and ate, laughed again, lowered his head, tears fell into the porridge again, his throat was full of sour and bitter taste.

Su Yang came back with a plate of crystal-clear strawberries, but before he put it down, he made another phone call, happily looking for him.Su Yingdi, who was running away with his family before the battle, remembered that he seemed to have indeed lost such a person.

However, Su Yang didn't bother to talk to him at this time, "Tell me something, I'll hang up if it's nothing... Well, in the house on Hushan Road, you can help him take a half-day leave from the crew, just say that I have something urgent to take him out... ...Since you are there, please take care of it, don't let the trivial people think that he is easy to bully...I know it's the plane tonight! I guess, I will send him back in the evening..." Su Yang lowered his head and asked An Wang Jun, "Or I'll change the sign tonight... What's wrong with you?"

An Wangjun was still lowering his head to eat his increased amount of tears mixed with millet porridge, mechanically forcing himself to swallow it, and then another spoonful after eating, the porridge water was swallowed, tears came out, and the water circulation was quite balanced.

Su Yang felt that he was still counting time here, he was simply a fool!The hard-working Le Xingzhi only heard a roar of "he won't be back tonight!" from the phone, and was hung up.Du Ruoheng, who was leaning against the phone with him and listening to the voice, was taken aback, and the ten-centimeter stilettos were directly nailed to Le Xingzhi's feet.

Originally thought it would be a warm and affectionate home-cooked meal, but somehow it turned back into a cold war between the two.Su Yang sat opposite An Wangjun, staring at An Wangjun, An Wangjun was still eating the diluted bowl of porridge very hard, like taking poison, it was difficult and tragic.

Su Yang couldn't stand it anymore, grabbed the bowl, the veins on his forehead were about to explode, the corners of his mouth twitched several times, his eyes were red: "You feel uncomfortable, you can beat me and scold me if you want, don't do that."

He was about to break down, "I beg you not to..."

An Wangjun stood up abruptly, and casually rubbed the back of his hand on his face, "I, I'm going to wash my face." Not daring to look at Su Yang, he stumbled to the bathroom and splashed water on his face.

As for Su Yang, he had been standing in front of the dining table, looking at the innocent bowl of porridge, trying to stare at it so that he could speak, and tell him what An Wang-Jun really wanted.

Don't you know what he wants?There was a small voice in Su Yang's heart.At the same time, there was another sober and calm voice in his heart, asking him why, did he really think about it?Or is it just a whim?

How could he, Su Yang, be responsible for the rest of An Wangjun's life?

An Wangjun washed his face indiscriminately, subconsciously went back to the restaurant, and stopped behind Su Yang, only one step away from him.As long as An Wangjun stretches out his hand, he can hang on Su Yang's back like before, blow the hot air in his ear and tickle him, and then he will throw him on the bed while laughing wildly and give him a hard education.

But now, I only dare to stand here, and I don't have the guts to take a step closer.

An Wangjun felt that he was a bit like Kuafu who chasing his sun, running and running hard, but when he got close to the sun at the last step, he was scared and did not dare to stretch out his hand.

I am afraid that I am not worthy of you, I am afraid that I am not qualified to stand by your side, I am afraid that I will not learn how to love you better.

And you, what do you think?

Su Yang knew that An Wangjun was standing behind him, and he even knew that An Wangjun's current expression and eyes must be gritting his teeth and holding back two bags of tears, clenched his small fists, half wronged and three parts timid A bit of self-blame, and a little bit of hope that I want to hide but can't hide at all.

The slanting sunlight in the afternoon passes through the steel forest of the city and projects in from the large French windows.The short distance between An Wangjun and Su Yang was split into two parts by the light and shadow. Su Yang was in the sunlight, while An Wangjun was immersed in the shadow.

An Wangjun watched Su Yang's shirt being carved with golden fringes by the bright sunlight, and then looked at his thin hands in the shadows, like a subtle metaphor.

Was it burned to the ground by the sun, or was it lost forever? Can you tell me the answer now?

Su Yang closed his eyes tightly, the scorching sun in midsummer made his back hot and painful, and also used this to wipe out the dark worries in his heart.When he opened his eyes again, his eyes finally regained their brilliance, which was even more dazzling than the bright summer sun.

Seeing Su Yang shaking his head, An Wangjun said softly, "I finally lost to you."

——Then he was hugged tightly by Su Yang!

Su Yang turned around too quickly, and hugged him too quickly. There was no time to stand still, and the two fell directly on the carpet.

An Wangjun heard Su Yang buried in his neck and said viciously,

"I don't care what you think now, and whether you will hate me in the future, I will never let go."

"you are mine!"

The author has something to say:

yeah!Finally got the fuck out of it!The Long March has finally held the Zunyi Conference!I will start boiling sugar tomorrow, I have thought about giving away two big candies together hahahahahahaha

In this chapter, our sister Jun has been emotionally ups and downs, she seems quite hypocritical... But think about it carefully, if I were him, I would be [-] times more hypocritical than him...

I still remember that one day, the sad Ah Cao cried while eating wontons, scaring everyone in the wonton shop emmm

And I opened my brown sugar and saw that the shelf life is 18 months, um, not bad.