My vase is broken

After pouring Ling An a cup of hot water, Qin Yan looked at him with concern, "What happened?"

"Something happened." Ling An picked up the water, his cold fingertips gradually warmed up, and slowly repeated Jiang Bai's words verbatim.

He unconsciously tapped the wall of the cup with his index finger, and his thoughts became much clearer, "Just now in the elevator, I carefully recalled Jiang Bai's expression, demeanor, tone, and actions when he spoke. He might want to remind me that there is someone behind Cheng Xiaoli. , that person has the right to use Cheng Xiaoli to my detriment."

Otherwise, it would be more appropriate to follow the sentence he said with other words.Everyone is curious, at least follow his words and wonder which friend is so generous.

Although there may be exceptions, but in the end, when he said "you can't buy it with money", you did give him a deliberate look.

This glance seems to be emphasizing.

What's more, it was strange for Jiang Bai to say that sentence, unlike his usual cautious style.

And the sentence "Be careful with Cheng Xiaoli" that was added later was even more subtle, as if the two sentences were meant to be said together, but they were separated for some reason.

Qin Yan's expression sank, "Cheng Xiaoli?"

Ling An introduced it succinctly, but was surprised, "But there is nothing wrong with his resume."

A hand suddenly reached out and patted the top of his head lightly. Ling An was stunned for a moment, raised his head, met Qin Yansheng's gentle eyes, and heard him say, "Don't worry, I'm here."

Eyes bent, he couldn't help laughing, "Well, I'm not afraid."

After staying at Qin Yan's house until almost eleven o'clock, Ling An got up and left.

When he walked out of the gate, he felt an inexplicable sense of loss in his heart. He stopped and looked back, only to find Qin Yan standing at the gate, staring at him intently.

The corners of his lips could not be restrained, Ling An waved his hand, "Good night."

Qin Yan's voice was sweet, as gentle as the breeze on a midsummer night, "Watch the road carefully, good night."

In the next few days, Ling An went to training as usual, got along with everyone naturally, and his attitude towards Cheng Xiaoli did not change.

Seeing Jiang Bai, he didn't say anything more.He knew that Ling An had listened, because the day after he finished speaking, Ling An thanked him specifically and told him that he would pay attention.

Christmas is coming soon, and the streets are full of festive atmosphere.

The classic nursery rhyme "Jingle Bells" is played in the streets and alleys, and a huge Christmas tree is erected in every square, and the lights are lit at night, which is very beautiful.

On Christmas Eve, Ling An will accept an exclusive interview with a video platform, and become a special guest of the platform's online New Year's Eve party, sending blessings for the coming New Year.

The environment for the interview was very relaxed. There were not only snacks and cakes, but also milk tea. Ling An was sitting on a beanbag sofa, so soft that he wanted to just nestle in it, like on the balcony of his own home.

Noticing his expression, the host smiled and asked, "Is it particularly comfortable?"

Ling An adjusted his posture, sat up straight, and hugged the mascot of the show group in his arms, "If I could, I'd already like to be paralyzed by salted fish."

"You can try it, it's okay."

"No, no, no, I'm afraid I'll fall asleep right away. If I'm drooling and released at a party, my image will collapse."

The host was amused, and the smile became more real.

Seeing the director not far away making a gesture to her, she restrained her expression and said, "It's almost there, let's start."

Ling An has already prepared, so I have no objection.

Gu Linhan has already checked all the questions in advance, and there are no questions that are too excessive or traps that are likely to cause conflicts. They are just talking about things that fans and netizens are curious about and want to know.

The basic and career questions were quickly finished, and the host glanced at the question card, "The next few questions involve a little bit of privacy, and I believe netizens are also particularly concerned."

Ling An made a cute expression, "Don't make things difficult for me, otherwise I can perform a stunt on the spot."

The host raised his eyebrows: "What stunt?"

"Run in place," Ling An blinked, the dimples on the corners of his mouth were sweet, "As long as I run fast enough, you won't be able to catch up with me."

The host laughed, "Then I will be beaten. In order not to be beaten, I will not make it difficult for you."

"That's it."

The host nodded, "Then first, An An, what does your ideal person look like? Is there anyone you like now?"

After listening, Qin Yan's image instantly appeared in Ling An's mind, without even the slightest hesitation.

He couldn't help being slightly stunned.

Lowering his eyes, Ling An's eyes fell on the watch on his wrist, thinking of the good morning and good night every day, and thinking of many things.

"Dong dong dong" he heard his heart beating very fast.

Then there was sweetness again.

This sweetness flowed down the blood and spread to all the limbs. Every cell in his body repeated two words: I like it.

He suddenly understood that he didn't just have a good impression of Qin Yan, but liked him.

He didn't feel sorry for Qin Yan because of sympathy, but because he liked her.

Because I like it, the ideal type also becomes the appearance of the other party.

He can be sure that this feeling is not a misunderstanding.

Seeing that Ling An didn't speak, the host thought he didn't want to answer, and was about to skip it when he heard Ling An say, "There are people I like."

Before the host could react, Ling An said again: "Let's cut this part out."

The host turned to look at the director, and the director nodded at her. She understood, so she calmed down and asked another question.

The subsequent recording went very smoothly, and the question and answer quickly went to the end.

Host: "Let's send a New Year greeting to your fans at the end."

Ling An put down the mascot in his arms, adjusted his clothes, and looked at the camera, "Happy New Year, I wish you all a happy and smooth new year, and luck will always be with you."

At the end of the interview, Ling An thanked the host and all the staff, and once again asked the director to cut out that part. The latter gave a definite answer before he left with confidence.

Gu Linhan was beside him, staring straight at him.

I was still looking at it until I got in the car.

Ling An: "..."

"I surrender, come here if you want to, don't attack me with your eyes, I really just said it as soon as I said it."

"The one you like is fake." Gu Linhan crossed his arms.

Ling An shook his head, "This sentence is true, but when I say it, it's unconscious."

"I knew it," Gu Linhan stared at Ling An for a while, then changed the subject, with a playful smile in his tone, "I said last time that you like Qin Yan, it's very obvious, but you said you have a good impression, It's only been a few days.

Sure enough, human beings can never escape the Zhenxiang Theorem, how does it feel to slap yourself in the face? "

Gu Linhan's tone was relaxed, Ling An looked at him for a few seconds, and laughed, "To be honest, I'm quite depressed, not very good."

After pinching the corner of the pillow, he slowed down and continued, "I did realize that I like him just now when the host asked me about my ideal type and who I like.

Because when I heard the question, the person who popped up instantly was Qin Yan.It feels so intuitive, I'm pretty sure, never had it. "

"That..." Zhou Yang, who had been treated as an invisible person in the front seat, silently raised his hand, his face was full of shock, "Brother Ling, do you like Mr. Qin?"

Ling An was very calm, "Yes."

Gu Linhan complained about him: "Ling An is so obvious that you didn't notice it, which is also a kind of slowness."

Zhou Yang lowered his head and closed himself on the spot.

"You yourself too." Gu Linhan said to Ling An again.

Ling An: "..."

Well, he admits.

But it doesn't matter, as long as you have noticed and confirmed your intentions, it's good.

After Zhou Yang closed himself, he started the car.Gu Linhan asked again: "What are you going to do now? Confess?"

Ling An rubbed his watch for a while, then smiled slightly, "For now."

"why?"

"He still has things to deal with." He waited for the day when Qin Yan completed his goal and could let go of all his hatred.

He believed that it was not far away.

He looked at Gu Linhan again, "Speaking of which, don't you object?"

"There is nothing to object to. If you plan to develop into an idol and make money from them, then I suggest that you should be 35 years old before you start dating. But you are an actor, and you rely on your work to speak.

As long as you don't lose your IQ and turn into a love brain after you fall in love, and you don't give up your acting career for love, then I support you. "

Speaking of this, Gu Linhan paused, and suddenly asked: "Do you know the proportion of girlfriend fans among your fans?"

Ling An himself really didn't think about it.He shook his head.

"Very little, less than five percent. I don't need to convert this number for you, right?" When he realized that Ling An had an ambiguous relationship with Qin Yan, he made a special investigation.

The results came out very reassuring.

Girlfriends have few fans, which means that once they fall in love, the possibility of large-scale loss of fans is very low, almost negligible.

Ling An nodded, indicating that he understood.

The car drove through a busy street, and the shops on both sides of the road were filled with all kinds of apples.

Although "eating apples on Christmas Eve" is a gimmick after localization, which is made by merchants to make money, many people are willing to buy it because of the meaning of "safety".

Ling An didn't believe in these things before, and he never took them to heart, but now, he asked Zhou Yang to pull over, put on a scarf and mask, got out of the car and bought some.

One each for Gu Linhan, Zhou Yang, Chen Ping, and Chen An, and two more, which he left for Qin Yan.

Gu Linhan looked at the casually packaged apples in his and Zhou Yang's hands, and at the two exquisitely packaged ones carefully placed by Ling An, the corners of his mouth twitched, "...Although we did it by the way, you have to show Is it so obvious?"

"It's good if you have it." Ling An patted him on the shoulder, "How to say, there is only one place in my heart, and we still have to distinguish the importance."

Gu Linhan didn't want to talk, his face was expressionless, he was suddenly glad that he was not the real old father.

Otherwise, you will definitely cry.

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After sorting out what his feelings for Qin Yan were, Ling An couldn't stop thinking about the details of their relationship, and the sweetness kept lingering in his heart.

When he got out of the elevator, he suddenly had a burst of inspiration, and immediately ran home at a faster pace.

After opening the door, he quickly kicked off his shoes, ran barefoot into the study room without shoes, picked up the guitar in the corner, and took out the pen and paper for writing songs.

In a blink of an eye, the sun went down and the city lit up with lights.

He ignored the passage of time.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Ling An finally put down his pen, looked at the finished song, and smiled so hard that his teeth couldn't see.

He didn't intend to release this song.

This is his most special love letter, and he only wants to hear it from one person.

Putting the song into a book, Ling An glanced at the time, picked up the phone next to him and stood up, sending messages to Qin Yan while walking.

Ling An: [Are you at home? ]

Qin Yan: [At home. ]

After reading it, Ling An picked up the coat on the coat rack, patted Ruan Huhu on the head to make him look after the house obediently, and went out with two apples in his arms.

Running to the door of Qin Yan's house, Ling An stopped to catch his breath before ringing the doorbell.

The door was quickly opened, and Qin Yan stood behind the door wearing comfortable home clothes. When he saw Ling An, his expression softened instantly.

Ling An raised his face and smiled at him, and walked in the door.

The fluffy rabbit slippers were very comfortable, and there was no sound when they stepped on the floor. In the living room, Ling An stuffed the two beautifully packaged apples into Qin Yan's arms.

"I gave you the apple, so everything will be safe in the future."

Qin Yan was a little puzzled, and gave a suspicious "hmm".

"Today is Christmas Eve, I want to eat an apple." Ling An took Qin Yan's left hand, the injury on the palm had already healed, and the new flesh grew a little red, which was different from the color of the skin next to it.

The wound was very long, almost spanning the entire palm.

He can't see the wound on his waist now, but it must be similar to his hand, with new flesh growing and scars that won't go away.

He lightly touched Qin Yan's palm.

When the palm was touched, Qin Yan subconsciously folded his five fingers together and wrapped Ling An's index finger inside.

Ling An was stunned, Qin Yan let go of his hand instantly, his voice was a little hoarse, "Sorry, conditioned reflex."

"It's okay." Withdrawing his hand, Ling An continued the topic just now, "Although this statement is a business gimmick, the world is huge, the universe is vast, and there are always areas that science cannot touch.

Maybe it's pious enough to spread to some mysterious realms, so it doesn't matter if you believe it. "

He raised his eyes, looked straight into Qin Yan's eyes, and said seriously, "I hope you will never encounter any danger from now on."

Qin Yan's heart was slammed, and surging emotions filled his entire chest.

He stared at Ling An deeply, and tried his best to suppress the boiling emotion, which didn't burst out directly, but he still couldn't restrain his desire to touch him and hug him.

He opened his mouth, his hoarse voice was low and deep, his eyes were pious and gentle, "I want to hug you, can I?"

Ling An opened his arms and hugged him actively.

Use actions instead of words.

Leaning his head on Qin Yan's shoulder, Ling An turned his face and whispered in his ear: "Anytime, as long as you want, I will hug you. I once said that you can relax in front of me. A promise, no shelf life."

Qin Yan didn't speak, but just hugged Ling An's arms and tightened them a little bit.

The author has something to say: An An's actions are swift, and the love songs are all written!

Put a preview, around 60 chapters will be together!

In addition, because I am going to attend a classmate's wedding on the weekend, I have to save the manuscript, so I won't be updating it for the time being.Let's see if both can move next week.

Well, see you tomorrow.

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!