After I fell in love with the double slag Gong, Bai Yueguang came back

Cheng Jianyu took the spoon and slowly stirred the soft and glutinous steamed eggs. The yellow oranges in the bowl were smashed into pieces, looking like expired egg tarts, and he had no appetite.

The topics at the dinner table were changing. Except for him, everyone present had been on entertainment variety shows, and they were very good at creating program effects and enlivening the atmosphere.

As for Jiang Yan, sitting here is already eye-catching.

The topic followed the program group's crazy dog ​​food process, and the chat came to the first date with a boyfriend and girlfriend. Kong Xuesong was embarrassed to share his experience, "Our first date was at an izakaya in Hokkaido. We were still friends at that time. I remember that day , the weather is very cold, he is wearing a black down jacket..."

"We are a tea restaurant opened by his friend at home, and it happens to be his brother's birthday..."

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Yan Rong asked with a smile, "Jian Yu, where are you two?"

Cheng Jianyu froze for a moment, and frowned slightly, "Is this our first date?"

"Yes, you and your boyfriend," Yan Rong felt helpless. Everyone talked about their feelings for a long time, but Cheng Jianyu didn't pay attention at all.

Cheng Jianyu chewed on the word boyfriend, and seemed to smile. The smile was fleeting, but it was bright, and he said unhurriedly: "Our first date was in the park, and he read Shakespeare's sonnets. I was so sleepy, I fell asleep listening to it."

He hesitated for a second, lowered his eyes, and said softly, "If I had known this, I shouldn't have fallen asleep."

Jiang Yan folded his arms with both hands, and examined him quietly. He was sure that dating in the past few years was just a new place to do AI. Not sure if he had been to a hotel near the park. As for reading sonnets, such a boring thing Not his style.

Before he and Cheng Jianyu confirmed their relationship, he did a simple investigation. Cheng Jianyu's relationship history was blank, and he had never had a boyfriend or girlfriend.

It seems that Cheng Jianyu was forced by Brother Chao to learn to lie.

Since Cheng Jianyu likes sonnets so much, he doesn't mind going to the park after this trip, sitting under a tree and reading a few poems for Cheng Jianyu, fulfilling Cheng Jianyu's dream next time.

"I really can't see it. I thought Jiang Yan was the cool kind, but I didn't expect it to be so romantic." Yan Rong sighed.

Cheng Jianyu's expression was light, and he took a sip of the juice casually.

Everyone chatted about other topics, and the atmosphere was high and lively.

Until the end of the dinner, the camera and everyone withdrew from the banquet hall, Cheng Jianyu said good night to Jiang Yan, and got up the elevator with everyone.

Jiang Yan put his hands in the pockets of the sweater. When he went out, he remembered the lighter on the table and turned back. The leftovers on the table were so appetizing that his eyes suddenly turned cold.

Cheng Jianyu was promising, so he dared not eat the meal he ordered.

Not tidy up.

The sea water outside the hotel window is blue, palm leaves hang down in front of the bed, Jiang Yan's room has the best view in the whole hotel, he turned off the camera in the room, took off the microphone on his collar and threw it into the drawer, and sat lazily On the bay window, a long leg stretched out on the tatami.

The wind blew a salty sea breeze. He took an ashtray and lit a cigarette. The nicotine passed through his lungs, and the anxiety in his chest eased a bit.

With a cigarette in his mouth, he sent Cheng Jianyu a WeChat message with one hand, "Come to my room."

The chat window shows that it is typing, and after a few seconds, the typing disappears, and after a few seconds, a questioning emoji with a cat head pops up.

[Ming Jian]: My stomach hurts from being pushed by you, I want to rest late.

Jiang Yan smiled lowly, and typed calmly, "I'll give you 5 minutes, you come to me, I'll come to you, choose one."

After he finished typing, he put his phone down on the tatami, and stopped looking at the reply. Cheng Jianyu knew how to choose to minimize the damage.

Minutes passed.

2 minutes passed.

Three or four ten minutes passed.

Jiang Yan picked up his phone and went downstairs in a murderous spirit.

In the corridor of the hotel, Yan Rong came out of Cheng Jianyu's room with a gentle smile. Cheng Jianyu was leaning on the door frame, wearing a silk home suit, with half-wet hair and curled up tips, with a lazy and elegant posture, with his head turned sideways and Yan Rong said something.

The distance was very far, Jiang Yan couldn't hear their conversation clearly, but he vaguely felt that Cheng Jianyu faced him differently than usual.

Cheng Jianyu was obedient and quiet to his state, gentle and sensible, and impeccable. He had never seen Cheng Jianyu so relaxed and able to do a job with ease.

It was a reality he had never seen before.

Yan Rong smiled coquettishly. He took out his mobile phone from his pocket and presented it to Cheng Jianyu. Cheng Jianyu lowered his eyebrows and looked at the screen of the mobile phone. This posture unbuttoned the originally loose silk pajamas, revealing a clean and slender neck. Taste, the corners of his mouth curled leisurely, and his smile looked particularly good against the light.

The blue veins on Jiang Yan's arm were throbbing violently. He took a deep breath and walked over aggressively. Cheng Jianyu was stunned, the original natural expression disappeared completely, replaced by a kind of deliberate gentleness, "I'm going upstairs now .”

"No need." Jiang Yan interposed between the two of them, blocking Cheng Jianyu's sight, crossed his arms, and raised his chin towards Yan Rong, "The great writer is really considerate, come so late to tell a bedtime story?"

Yan Rong was keenly aware of the strangeness of the atmosphere, and explained with a smile: "I brought this Agatha's "A Date with Death" and wanted to give it to Jian Yu as a meeting gift. There is no other meaning, so please don't get me wrong."

Jiang Yan lowered his head and laughed silently, Cheng Jianyu tugged his shirt behind his back, but he ignored him, and looked at Yan Rong with a half-smile, "I just met Tiantian, there is no need to ask him to see Yu, you are not so familiar .”

Yan Rong didn't expect him to be so aggressive, and couldn't hold back his face, "I'm sorry, I was rude."

"Teacher Yan." Cheng Jianyu stopped the inexplicable fighting, and looked at Yan Rong calmly, "Go back first, it has nothing to do with you."

Yan Rong looked at him deeply, turned around and walked deep into the corridor, Jiang Yan's voice behind him was not warm, and there was a little smile, "What were you talking about just now, tell me about it."

Until Yan Rong's figure disappeared around the corner, Cheng Jianyu bowed his head in silence for a few seconds, and said sullenly, "He already said that, he gave me a book, and showed me his book review."

Jiang Yan sneered, turned around and walked into the room, his voice was cold, "Come in."

He has a big heart, and he won't get angry because of Cheng Jianyu's words with other men, but just now Cheng Jianyu's attitude towards Yan Rong made his blood surge, why has he never seen Cheng Jianyu's face like a fish in water?

Cheng Jianyu hesitated, and subconsciously backed away. Jiang Yan directly grabbed his arm and pulled him in violently. He closed the door with the other hand. The next second, Cheng Jianyu's back was pressed against the door, and his shoulder blade hurt. , Jiang Yan pinched his cheeks, couldn't help but parted and kissed him, tasting it from the inside out, Cheng Jianyu half closed his eyes, opened his mouth and let him kiss obediently, but this still didn't make Jiang Yan calm down, He bit the corner of his lip brutally, breathing low.

"Do you open whoever knocks on your door at night? Send books? I think he wants to send you flowers." Jiang Yan sneered, and wiped the faint blood from the corner of Cheng Jianyu's mouth with his fingertips, "Jianyu, Teacher Yan, call It's so sweet."

Cheng Jianyu took a deep breath, suppressed his breath, and his expression was as pale as water, "He has a boyfriend."

The implication is that he has nothing to do with Yan Rong.

"It's already fucking broken up." Jiang Yan's intense emotions just now gradually calmed down, patted Cheng Jianyu's face, and threatened coldly, "Open the door for him again, try it, I will make you never get out of bed again."

There is no more, Cheng Jianyu sighed in his heart, Jiang Yan let go of him, and licked his lips unsatisfactorily. Cheng Jianyu didn't know whether it was the sweet fragrance of shampoo or body wash, and he smelled it in his neck. His voice was slightly hoarse. "Why are you so fragrant?"

He's completely unaware of how quickly these two diametrically opposed emotions can switch.

Cheng Jianyu's breathing was stagnant, his calf was unbearably weak, he leaned back, and opened the distance between the two of them. Jiang Yan noticed his tightness, so he squeezed his soft earlobe instead, and sat on the sofa, "Today Don't do it late, you turn on the TV."

Cheng Jianyu felt relieved and pressed the TV switch. Jiang Yan picked up the remote control, tuned to the movie search channel, and entered "Accident in the End of Summer".

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When the golden dragon logo and music sounded, Cheng Jianyu was stunned. The long-lost music and pictures came into view. The name of the screenwriter Cheng Jianyu followed the director, and the light gold characters were particularly conspicuous in the dark rainy night.

His thin eyelids trembled, and then he smiled softly, folded his knees and climbed onto the sofa, and crawled into Jiang Yan's arms like a little milk cat. The two men lying on the sofa were a little cramped, and he would After falling, he took Jiang Yan's arm and put it on his waist, adding a protective bar for himself, "I'm asleep, look."

Jiang Yan ignored him, the rhythm of the film was slow, and it played for two full hours. It was almost late at night after the end, and everything was silent, except for the sound of the rising and falling waves.

The material selection of the film is unique, and the atmosphere of the whole film is depressing and forbearing. From a small incident at the end of the summer vacation to a murder case of teenagers, the structure is exquisite and natural.

At the end of the movie, the hero’s young and clean face stood in the majestic heavy rain, and the rain blew off the blood on his face. He raised his head and looked at the camera with a blank expression. The beautiful youth is always shocking and meaningful. Equally fleeting.

No wonder Yan Rong looked at him differently.

The little head on his knees breathed long and evenly, and the dim yellow light covered him with a layer of golden tulle, which was peaceful and gentle. He lowered his head to look for a few seconds, and his heart twitched violently, as if something was stirring.

He attributes this to a restlessness of desire and dissatisfaction.

He never thought about falling in love, and it was an accident with Cheng Jianyu at the beginning. The people he had slept with seemed to be branded, and others could not stamp a second chapter, so they simply tied themselves to each other with a relationship of love to solve the problem of the peak of this age group. Physiological needs, Cheng Jianyu's beautiful and sensible, obedient and obedient, let his life go smoothly

Cheng Jianyu is his property, from hair to toes, every inch of skin, every drop of blood, every expression belongs to him, this is an undeniable fact.

Jiang Yan has only one request for Cheng Jianyu, to be a loyal follower of the dictatorial kingdom named Jiang Yan, and they can live their lives in peace.

Not good enough?

He patted Cheng Jianyu's face and said in a low voice, "If you can't leave me so much, then allow you to be by my side."

The next day, when it was just dawn, Cheng Jianyu went back to his room to wash up, and the staff of the program team asked everyone to check the activity process.

Today we split up, and according to the results of the lottery, we will be divided into two groups. The first route is to visit the historic museum of the South Island, and the second route is to experience the highest skydiving in Asia, with a height of more than 4300 meters. Both are must-have items for tourism in the South Island.

Breakfast in the South Island is no different from lunch, high-calorie food with water, everyone hastily ate breakfast, and began to draw lots and group.

Jiang Yan, Kong Xuesong and the child star group went skydiving, while Cheng Jianyu and the other three went to visit the museum.

Yan Rong has been to the museum once. This time he led the way and acted as a temporary tour guide. The South Island is a religious country that believes in Buddhism. The museum is magnificent. In order to create a unique sense of mystery, there is no natural lighting in the whole museum, only the lamps and lanterns. The blue chandelier tells a heavy historical story.

Yan Rong is knowledgeable and eloquent, "It is said that when the king of the South fled here, he accidentally entered the temple and saw an ugly Bodhisattva, so he ordered his subordinates to move the Bodhisattva outside the house. The whole body is glittering with golden light, and since then, the King of the South will rely on this Bodhisattva to make him extremely happy..."

He spoke slowly and eloquently, listening to the combination of old couples and young wives with relish, asking him a few words from time to time, Yan Rong answered, he turned his head, Cheng Jianyu walked behind them, handsome and clean, no different from yesterday's indifferent expression, Against the chilly air-conditioning in the museum, it looks even colder.

Yan Rong stopped, smiled and said, "Jian Yu, do you think this story is true or not?"

"Fake." Cheng Jianyu walked to him without hesitation, looked at the fragments of the Bodhisattva in the window, and said slowly: "The Bodhisattva was arranged in advance by the King of the South. In order to make a comeback, he pretended to be the envoy sent by the Buddha. Attract people."

The other two showed suddenly realized expressions, and Yan Rong showed him a gentle smile, "This is another version of the legend, and I think so too."

Cheng Jianyu said "hmm", looked away at the things in the window.

"I didn't cause you any trouble last night, did I?" Yan Rong turned off the microphone and slowed down.

Cheng Jianyu glanced at him and shook his head. Yan Rong felt guilty. Yesterday was not the first time he saw Cheng Jianyu. ID photo.

In the small photo, he looks like a person. The young man is quiet and quiet, with a clear and strong face. He should have a good appearance, but his brows and eyes are full of lifelessness. It seems that he is more difficult to touch than now. At least, the current Cheng Jianyu is angry.

But Yan Rong was not happy to see Cheng Jianyu yesterday. In his vision, with Cheng Jianyu's appearance and ability, their goodbye should be at a grand awards dinner, where the young people are full of vigor and vitality standing among the flowers , talking and laughing freely, expressing thanks to Cheng in a leisurely manner.

There's nothing wrong with Cheng Jianyu being like this now, but a person like him should have a better life.

It's not that the pearl is covered with dust and everything is thrown away.

At this time, they happened to walk to the exit, and a long dark corridor appeared in front of them. The antique wall lamps on the walls had long run out of oil, but they had not been repaired.

Cheng Jianyu's shoes stopped on the bright arc on the floor, and subconsciously took a step back. Standing in the bright range, Yan Rong didn't hear the footsteps, turned his neck and looked at him, "What's wrong?"

He quickly turned a corner in his mind, "You're not afraid of the dark, are you?