I have crossed the [entertainment circle]

In 2017, the Spring Festival.

Although it is Chinese New Year, Jian Yanxi's apartment is not any more lively than before. On the contrary, because Han Zhaonan returned to the Han family's old house, it is even more deserted than usual, except that Liang Wenqing brought Liang Yanqiu earlier. It has been arranged for a long time, and there are no other special changes.

The most important thing is that the original owner doesn't have any close relatives anymore, so there is no need for Jian Yanxi to do his part——

But speaking of the relatives of the original owner, perhaps Xu Shinan should be asked to solve this problem in the future. After all, the original owner's family members are still very complicated.

Jian Yanxi raised his eyebrows at this thought, closed the script and turned on the projector, ready to watch a movie to relax for a while, but outside the window, which was completely opposite to the silent room, there were various fireworks and firecrackers going straight into the sky, and then exploded again. Falling, shining for a full moment, and then dying quickly.

The phone on the sofa kept vibrating, and New Year's greetings from all sides flooded the phone's text message inbox. Jian Yan took a casual look at West Point, and then threw it away.

Not Han Zhaonan's.

Han Zhaonan also went back to the Han family's old house during Chinese New Year last year, when did he come back?

Fourth day.

He returned to the apartment on the fourth day of the lunar new year.

The movie started to play on the white wall, Jian Yanxi turned off the lights in the living room, and drew the blackout curtains between the balcony and the living room, creating an absolutely dark and airtight space, and then began to enjoy this movie that was loved by many people. Most acclaimed interstellar-themed film.

Halfway through the scene, the hero and heroine on the screen began to kiss passionately. The touch between lips was both intense and gentle. The distance between the two changed from close to inseparable. Clothes fell one by one, and someone let out a violent the gasp--

click.

The door of the apartment was quietly opened, and Jian Yanxi subconsciously pressed the pause button. The people on the screen still maintained the posture of women on top of men, and they were frozen on the dressing table that had been swept away.

Han Zhaonan pushed open the door, and this was the first thing he saw.

He blinked, but before he could react, the screen flashed white, the picture on the wall suddenly disappeared, the only light source in the room disappeared, and only the sound of light breathing could be heard in the darkness.

It is quiet and you can hear the needle drop.

No one spoke. After a long silence, Han Zhaonan turned on the light in the living room, which was so white that people couldn't look directly at it. He lowered his head and changed his shoes, without mentioning the scene he just saw, and asked vaguely, "Have you eaten yet?"

It's like looking for something to say, it's almost twelve o'clock, can you not eat?

Jian Yanxi nodded her head, sat up from the sofa, her feet were still bare, and asked, "Why are you here——"

As soon as he exited, he realized that his voice was extremely hoarse.

Hold.

His Majesty the respected Emperor Beiyan cursed viciously in his heart.

After he traveled back, the only two swear words seemed to be related to Han Zhaonan?

Thinking wildly like this, Han Zhaonan over there had already changed his shoes, took off his coat, and walked from the entrance to the center of the living room.

"The dinner party in the old house is over. The old man didn't dare to stay up late for the New Year because of his illness last time, so everyone left early. I'm idle over there, so..."

lie.

Even if Mr. Han can't stay up all night, there are also Koreans Han Yi Han Shen and others staying in the old house for the New Year. Leaving early doesn't mean you can act alone. Leave the old house, right?

Jian Yanxi knew this very well, but didn't expose him.

Half an hour later, Han Zhaonan moved a small stool and sat beside Jian Yanxi on the balcony. The clock was about to strike twelve o'clock, and the fireworks and firecrackers in the distance began to make the most enthusiastic sound in his life. The children were running around because the rules were only small hand-stick fireworks with a faint flame, a small, faint light in the dark night.

Looking from the balcony, the lights of almost every house are on, and the red lanterns are hanging on the balcony——

Jian Yanxi is no stranger to this scene, he has seen it once.

This is the second New Year he has celebrated since he came to the 21st century.

The modern New Year is different from the ancient ones, but they are similar.In the Beiyan Palace, preparations for the Spring Festival dinner are often started long in advance. The emperor will invite a small number of ministers, and then give dishes——

For Jian Yanxi, the New Year in Beiyan is almost a kind of work, completing the established tasks according to the established procedures, saying that it is to have fun with all people, but the word "together" has never been realized.

When Jian Yanxi was the emperor before, he never felt that his status as emperor was a burden, nor did he feel that he was burdened with too many things, but on a night like this, he suddenly began to feel bored.

It seems that whether it was before or now, he has never done what he wanted to do.

That's because he doesn't have anything else he wants to do.

What does he want?

As Jian Zhen of Beiyan, what he wanted before becoming emperor was to be above ten thousand people, but after becoming emperor, he had nothing to want. As Jian Yanxi, what did he want?

Jian Yanxi was so absorbed in her thoughts that she almost forgot about Han Zhaonan beside her. After a while, the quiet young man suddenly asked, "What are you thinking about?"

Simply put your head to the west.

On New Year's Eve, Han Zhaonan's face was looming under the dim light of the balcony, and the fireworks in the distance flew up and down, as if something exploded along with the pyrotechnic tube——

With a "bang", Jian Yanxi was suddenly emotional.

At this moment, on this small balcony, he suddenly discovered that even if he faced this face every day, he rarely thought of Jian Linyuan because of it.

Han Zhaonan, Han Zhaonan, he looks so much like Jian Linyuan, but why, apart from the beginning, Jian Yanxi almost never thinks of Jian Linyuan just because of seeing this face?

Their difference is almost completely different.

He also remembered the question he asked himself in Paris, if Han Zhaonan didn't have a face like Jian Linyuan, what would he be like?

After knowing Han Zhaonan's thoughts, would he still think about how to reject him?

why did he...

Jian Yanxi's eyes flickered, and the young man opposite was still tilting his head, waiting for his answer.

"What are you thinking about?"

Jian Yanxi was thinking about the picture projected on the white wall before Han Zhaonan came in.

The friction between the lips seemed to be fighting, causing the two intertwined bodies to emit hormones of mutual attraction.At this moment, Han Zhaonan also exuded such a scent that attracted him.

There was a smile on Jian Yanxi's face, and he suddenly got a bad taste, and when Han Zhaonan was a little dazed because of his smile, he suddenly approached——

The distance between the two became close in an instant, Han Zhaonan suddenly opened his eyes wide, and there was a cold touch on his lips, and the long eyelashes brushed against him, making his cheeks flush.

what is this?

Han Zhaonan was stiff, Jian Yanxi couldn't hold back and laughed out loud, but the laughter stopped abruptly after a while——

The man who was just like a little white rabbit just now turned into a wolf, and ran into Jian Yanxi's lips and tongue, his teeth were slightly open, and his tongue was like a weapon, it was unbelievably ferocious.

The kiss, which was originally like a touch of water, changed its taste after the second contact. Han Zhaonan changed his previous retreat and put his offensive posture to the extreme.

The world suddenly became quiet, and Han Zhaonan's heart almost jumped out of his chest. He didn't dare to think why this kiss came so unexpectedly, but it didn't matter.

Jian Yanxi has made a choice and cannot back down.

They are like pawns in chess, they cannot retreat until they cross the river, but even if they cross the river, they cannot retreat.

It is the rules, the source, the unspeakable fate between people, the thoughts he once had in his heart, the care he is now, and the unscrupulous methods he will use in the future.

Whether it was sincere or false, teasing or serious, he couldn't leave, and neither could Jian Yanxi.

It was a city that never returned, and there was no one else in the city except them.

Whether it's dark or the flowers are fragrant, the door won't open, in short...

Han Zhaonan half-kneeled piously on the ground, raised his head slightly, like a pilgrim.

Then attack ferociously, from life to death——

With a bang, huge fireworks rose from the sky, and 2018 officially arrived.

Jian Yanxi was still a little dazed when she woke up from the bed.

He scratched his hair, looked around, and found that there was no one else in the room except him...

Hey.

and many more.

Why is there someone else in his room?

The images of yesterday began to flash in his sleepy head. Han Zhaonan left Han's house and came to the apartment. The two of them watched the New Year's fireworks on the balcony, and then...

He molested Han Zhaonan?

How come it's like being drunk.

Jian Yanxi covered his face, feeling powerless, in his original plan, he didn't have the idea of ​​confirming a relationship with Han Zhaonan!

The bedroom door was knocked twice, Han Zhaonan pushed the door in without waiting for Jian Yanxi's answer, with a vague expression on his face, he just said: "It's time for breakfast."

The brat was quite calm.

After Han Zhaonan finished speaking, he withdrew half of his body from the bedroom. Jian Yanxi grabbed a handful of hair again, and inadvertently turned his head and was stunned——

The pillow next to him was sunken into a small hole, which clearly looked like someone had slept in it.

incredible……

Why doesn't he remember at all?

Jian Yanxi was puzzled, got up from the bed and went outside, Han Zhaonan was bringing porridge and side dishes out of the kitchen, when he saw Jian Yanxi said in a particularly stinky way: "Wash up."

Shall I wash up?

Jian Yan tilted his head to the west, and really went to the bathroom to wash up.

He got up a little late this morning and missed the running time, so he didn't go downstairs after washing up, but sat directly at the dining table.Han Zhaonan scooped up the porridge, sat down and said to him: "I'm going back to the old house later, I've already called Zhao Chen, he can come to cook at noon, and I'll be back around seven in the evening. "

Jian Yanxi raised her eyebrows in surprise: "Can you come back at night?"

"..."

Topic terminator.

Han Zhaonan rolled his eyes at him: "If you don't come back, what are you going to eat? Isn't Zhao Chen going home? Or do you want to eat takeaway?"

Food is the most important thing for the people, and he said in a simple way: "It's very good, very good..."

Huh, things seem a little wrong now.

Don't you want to sum up what happened yesterday?

Jian Yanxi was still hesitating, wondering how to speak, and drank a spoonful of fish porridge, but Han Zhaonan put down his chopsticks before he could speak, "Then eat slowly, I'll go first."

eh?

Jian Yanxi was taken aback, Han Zhaonan had already left the dining room and put on his coat.

then……

People really left?

Is it because I didn't connect with this era in the end? Why does Jian Yanxi still feel that there is something wrong now?

While thinking about it, Jian Yanxi walked to the balcony of the living room and looked down from a high place. Sure enough, a few minutes later, he saw Han Zhaonan coming out of the apartment building in a suit and coat. Because of the strong sunlight, he even wore a pair of sunscreen Glasses.

Before getting into the car, he paused. For some reason, he raised his head and glanced upstairs, only to see Jian Yanxi who was as steady as a mountain.

Han Zhaonan showed a smile, raised his eyebrows in a good mood, waved to Jian Yanxi before getting in the car and leaving.

After the people left, Jian Yanxi returned to the dining room from the balcony, but she didn't know what to do for a while.

He has been the emperor for many years, and he has never wronged himself. He has experienced many battles, so why does he not understand what kind of strategy Han Zhaonan is playing now.

Jian Yanxi sneered, raised her eyebrows and sat on the chair, wondering if this was Han Zhaonan's intention to play with him, wanting him to speak first, or thinking about this matter?

He wanted to trick him, but he didn't play his cards according to the routine.

Everyone has kissed each other, why does he wrong himself to act like nothing happened?

So Jian Yanxi didn't hold back, after eating the lunch made by Zhao Chen at noon, he started to order Han Zhaonan the menu. I believe that it is impossible for Han Zhaonan not to stay in the supermarket for more than half an hour at night after sending a text message.

However, after the text message was edited and before it could be sent, a strange call suddenly popped up on the screen, and Jian Yan swiped his hand to answer it——

"Ayan?"

Jian Yan snapped his fingers.

It's Chen En.

"Ayan, are you home now?"

"what's up?"

On the other end of the phone, Chen En smiled softly: "It's okay, if you're at home, would you like me to accompany you?"

...After so long, this person still has mental problems.

Jian Yanxi wanted to hang up the phone, but Chen En said immediately: "If you are interested, maybe we can also talk about your real identity, and Jian Yanxi's family—"

"Chen En." Jian Yanxi interrupted him: "What do you think my real identity is?"

Chen En didn't hear the sarcasm from this sentence, but said seriously: "You are so good at acting, you used to be in the entertainment industry, right? But I checked the acting artists who died in the entertainment industry in the past two years, and they are similar to you." Not really... you are so good at martial arts, were you a martial artist before?"

Jian Yan raised her eyebrows: "Really?"

Chen En suddenly laughed and said, "I may have guessed wrong, but there is one thing that both of us must be very clear about."

"You're not Jian Yanxi. When you signed autographs for fans, it was Jian Zhen. Is Jian Zhen your real name?"

Jian Yanxi's heart skipped a beat.

Chen En laughed even louder: "That seems to be the case, Jane...is she Chinese? Or just overseas Chinese?"

This madman.

Chen Endao: "You don't have Jian Yanxi's memory, maybe we can chat. There are some things you might want to know, such as his mother who got pregnant out of wedlock, his father who just got out of prison, and his vampire-like aunt ..."

"Do you want to know more from me, or from the media?"