It became popular after opening business with the former captain [entertainment circle]

Countless times in the middle of the night when he woke up from a dream, Bo Yan would repeatedly ask himself, if he had taken Yao'er away in spite of everything back then, how would they live now?

But he found desperately that he couldn't do it at all.

In such a predicament, the 20-year-old Bo Yan couldn't come up with a perfect solution anyway, which could not only protect his beloved one well, but also stay with him for a long time.

The most important thing is that he is reluctant, reluctant to let the teenage Jiang Yi make such a cruel choice.

The young man who has worked hard day and night to make his debut, the young man who shines brightly when he mentions the stage, has a bright future and a bright future, how can he let him give up for himself?

But today, his beloved boy told him from the bottom of his heart that the original answer was "I want you".

Bo Yan's eye sockets turned red quickly, his pinched Adam's apple trembled violently, and his handsome face was distorted due to the huge emotional fluctuations.

He turned his face away abruptly, for fear that he would scare the kitten.

"Look at me, Bo Yan." Jiang Yi didn't give him this chance, she raised her light-white fingers, pinched the sharp jaw, forcing him to turn back and look directly at her.

Another drop of round tears fell, and slid down the corner of the man's red eyes, as if the tear flowed from his body.

Jiang Yi looked down into those eyes full of pain, "You don't understand why I was obsessed with the stage back then. You also don't understand what you meant to me back then."

"Yao'er..." Bo Yan opened his mouth, his voice was hoarse as if mixed with gravel, "I..."

"Of course, those are all in the past." Jiang Yi suddenly withdrew her hand, straightened her waist, and looked down at him with indifferent eyes, "Now, I don't want you anymore."

After that, he stood up without mercy.

"Jiang Yi!" Bo Yan let out a low growl, wrapped his big hands around his unbearably thin waist, and ruthlessly pulled him down again.

Like what happened countless times in the past, Jiang Yi was forced to stick his whole body in front of his broad and strong chest, listening to the rapid heartbeats in his chest, as if the fresh beating heart was held in front of his eyes, with his heart It also seems to jump out of the chest.

"You can't let me go..." After enduring tears for five years, Bo Yan finally couldn't bear the weight of longing. Bo Yan hugged him like a drowning person hugging the last piece of driftwood, "I promise you , Yao'er, I will never leave you again, I will give you all my love and myself, but you must never leave me..."

Jiang Yi came back to her senses, struggled twice but did not break free, and simply lay motionless on his body.

Until the man gradually calmed down.

"Enough hugs?" A sweet and hoarse voice sounded in the silent practice room.

The strength in Bo Yan's hand loosened, and in the next moment, he hugged him tightly again.

Jiang Yi was almost strangled by him.

"Bo Yan! You're enough!" Now he really couldn't take it anymore, he grabbed his muscular arm with his backhand, his manicured nails sank into the muscle, and cursed angrily, "Let me go! You want to murder?"

Bo Yan was startled, and loosened his arms in bewilderment.

Jiang Yi quickly got up from him, crying messily but still very beautiful little face was red, when she was angry, she looked like a kitten losing her temper and blowing fur, "Crazy! I don't want you!"

Bao Yan exerted a little force on his waist and abdomen, sat up straight with his upper body, and said the most rascal words in a serious manner, "If you don't want me, I will pester you until you are so annoying that you can only want me."

"Would you like to show some face, Teacher Bo?"

"I'm shameless, all I want is you."

A sad and painful conversation turned into a quarrel without knowing it.

Jiang Yi found that the topic had come back again, so she could only shut her mouth and stare at the man fiercely, until her eyes were a little sore, she turned around and walked out the door: "Since you like this place so much, then you are alone Stay long enough!"

It seemed that the hysterical vent just now had completely exhausted his strength, and it seemed that he wanted to give the other party a little room to reconcile with himself, but this time Bo Yan did not follow up.

He just followed the figure that haunted him with his eyes, and his voice was so low that he almost murmured to himself: "You are mine..."

At 10:30 in the evening, Jiang Yi pushed open the door of the creative group practice room after she had done enough mental construction.

"Xiaoyi! You're back!" Tang Ze saw him back at the first sight, quickly got up from the ground, and greeted him with a few strides, "How is it? Your teammate, is he alright?"

The word "teammate" was like a thin needle, which instantly made Jiang Yi's heart twitch.

But he didn't want to talk about these things with outsiders, so he simply replied: "It's nothing serious."

"That's good, that's good!" Several other people also surrounded him, comforting him one after another.

Jiang Yi raised her eyelashes, "Well, today's rehearsal..."

"Ah rehearsal! Rehearsal is fine! Isn't there a whole day tomorrow? Let's rehearse a few more times tomorrow and it will be the same!"

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Jiang Yi's current state is really not very good.

The others returned to the dormitory soon, even Tang Ze was resolutely driven away by him.

In the empty practice room, Jiang Yi was left alone again.

He stood in front of the mirror, staring at himself expressionlessly.

[Do you think you are the Virgin Mary White Lotus?Don't you think you are great and have the spirit of sacrifice to fight against the position of hots captain by yourself?You just moved yourself, I don’t know that we call you a fool in our hearts...]

Thanks to his good memory, every word You Chengxi said in the ward came to his mind very clearly at this moment.

After a long time, he raised his arm, wanting to numb his nerves with endless practice like every time before.

But he found that his limbs became stiffer than ever before.

His body suddenly forgot the feeling of performing on stage. What's more frightening is that what lingers in his mind is a pair of eyes full of resentment, and all the malice that Hots has received in the past five years, playing on him like a movie. in front of the carousel.

Before that, it was the day he was abandoned by his adoptive parents.

All the puzzles have been explained, why he doesn't look like his parents, why his younger brother can easily attract the attention of his parents, but no matter whether he is the first in the class or the first in the school, he can't get a wholehearted response. praise.

Why is it that the two brothers were injured together, and the mother's eyes are all about the broken brother, but not herself who is bleeding.

On that sunny afternoon, he was like a lonely ghost, wandering in the street in despair.

There are people coming and going all around, but no one seems to be able to see him.It was as if he was completely shielded from the world.

The powerlessness and fear oozing from his bones seized him again, making him breathless for a while.

What is the meaning of your existence?he asked himself again.

The thin and straight spine bent bit by bit, and the young man let out a painful and helpless whimper like a wounded little animal from his throat.

After an unknown amount of time, a big warm hand grabbed his wrist, and then gently and yet forcefully opened his fingers, and inserted them between the fingers, fingers clasped tightly.

"Go, I'll take you to a place." Bo Yan, who had been waiting at the door for a century, finally couldn't help but grabbed Jiang Yi and walked out.

"What are you doing?" Jiang Yi has not yet fully recovered, and stumbled behind him, "Where are you taking me?"

It was dark outside the hallway, except for the occasional faint night light.

Bo Yan dragged the person forward without saying a word, passing through one long corridor after another, turning one corner after another, until he pushed open the door of the studio.

He sent people onto the stage with his own hands, and then turned himself over and jumped off.

"Bo Yan!" In the darkness, Jiang Yi's voice was filled with imperceptible panic, "Turn on the light! What do you want to do?"

As soon as the voice fell, "Shu Shua Shua Shua", the lights in the studio were lit up one by one, and a bunch of bright spotlights fell straight down, covering the people on the stage.

Jiang Yi closed her eyes subconsciously, blocking the glare with the back of her hand.

"Open your eyes, Jiang Yi." The man's deep and magnetic voice came from the ear, which seemed a bit ethereal in the empty studio.

He hesitantly put down his hand covering his eyes, his eyelashes fluttered like small brushes, and unexpectedly bumped into a pair of deep eyes.

Those eyes were intense and hot, focused and fanatical, so hot that he trembled all over and almost couldn't help crying.

"I'm watching you, Jiang Yi." Bo Yan said, "No matter in the past, present or future, with my eyes, my heart, my ugly but loving soul, I will always watch you."

You are seen, you are watched.

You are loved.