The male supporting actor always makes the scumbag heartbreak [entertainment circle]

That night.

Shen Zhiheng returned home with a tired face. As soon as he entered the door, the man tore off his tie and threw it at the bar in the entrance. Because he had taken a bath today, he didn't bother to take a bath, so he just changed into his home clothes and went to bed.

In addition to the Shen family's mansion, he also has a house of his own near the company. It has three bedrooms and two living rooms. It is small in size, but it has convenient transportation. Occasionally, Shen Zhiheng will come back here to sleep after working overtime late.

But today is an exception.

Obviously the client left in the afternoon, but Shen Zhiheng still stayed in the office until late at night, until the building turned off the lights, and then slowly packed up his things and went out.Apart from discussing cooperation, he was in a daze all day in the office, and even when his subordinates came in to report work, he was a little absent-minded. Even if he clearly knew that there were still a lot of unfinished work on the desk, he couldn't get motivated at all.

I just want to just lie in bed/on, sleep to death, and do nothing.

But when Shen Zhiheng was really lying on the bed and was about to fall asleep, he was tossing and turning in the dark, unable to fall asleep no matter what.

As soon as he closed his eyes, the image of Xiaobaihong staring at him with white eyes during the day automatically appeared in his mind. The young man's expression at that time was actually not very angry or painful, but more unbelievable, mixed with There was a hint of sadness, and the flash of water in his eyes was like a stone thrown into a calm lake, and soon fell silently to the bottom of the pool, and there was no trace left.

But Shen Zhiheng's heart was disturbed.

Before he knew it, the hour hand pointed to 01:30 in the morning, and he turned over again, more awake than ever.

Finally, Shen Zhiheng couldn't bear it anymore, he stood up and turned on the lamp by the bed with an irritable face, hesitated for a long time with his mobile phone, and sent a message to Xiao Bai.

After deleting, deleting, modifying and modifying countless times, only three words were kept in the end:

"sorry."

The message cannot be sent.

Unexpectedly, within reason, Shen Zhiheng stared at the red exclamation mark, sighed, and gave up.

He wanted to turn off the phone and get a good night's sleep, but his fingers started to move by themselves, and he swipe up along the message record, and the conversations that he didn't want to read appeared one by one in front of him:

【20xx年4月13号，下午4:26】

[Shen Zhiheng: When will today's event end? 】

[Xiaobai: It was 05:30, so it would be difficult to see the situation at [-]:[-], and the director is swearing.You eat first. 】

[Shen Zhiheng: It's okay, the reservation for this restaurant is kept until eight o'clock, I'll wait for you. 】

【Shen Zhiheng: #restaurant positioning#】

Xiaobai did not reply to this message, and further down, it was the next day's conversation.

How could he lick a dog like this?

Shen Zhiheng's teeth became sore for a while, and he continued to turn up.He didn't read every record, he just flipped through it, looking at which page he went to.

【20xx年3月27号，上午11:32】

【Xiao Bai: Where are you? 】

[Shen Zhiheng: Company.What's wrong? 】

[Xiao Bai: I'm filming in the building next to me today, and there are no arrangements for this afternoon, what do you say? 】

[Shen Zhiheng: I have a meeting, sorry. 】

【Xiao Bai: Oh, then I'll order takeaway by myself. 】

Shen Zhiheng was speechless and found out that they said they were dating, but more than [-]% of their conversations were about what to eat and where to eat. The location of the restaurant was sent to each other more than the news. It was not like a couple, but more like a couple. fan friends.

Moreover, this conversation is too businesslike, right?

Although Shen Zhiheng has no relevant memories, he also knows how normal couples get along. Don't say that you must be tired of talking about love every day, at least it shouldn't be such a cold attitude, right?He doesn't even have the most basic greetings, so he doesn't care about the other party.

But when Shen Zhiheng clicked on the call history, he unexpectedly discovered that since the Spring Festival this year, especially in the last two months, he has basically called Xiao Bai every day, and the average time has reached a terrifying six hours!

Shen Zhiheng thought in disbelief, although his phone bill is unlimited for a year, and he can use it as he pleases, but what is he doing?

A quarter of a day is spent on the phone, crazy!

But after careful observation, he finally noticed that their phone conversations were usually around eleven o'clock in the evening, and occasionally ended in half an hour, but most of them continued until the morning.Shen Zhiheng thought about it for a while, and vaguely understood what he was doing - he had seen it on the Internet before, saying that there was a couple in Japan who would call each other every night, and said good night to each other after briefly talking about what happened that day , turn off the lights and go to bed, and fall asleep listening to the sound of the other person’s breathing, and once used this to top the magazine’s list of “Romantic Things Couples Want to Do with Each Other Most”.

His sleep time has always been regular, but occasionally he suffers from insomnia due to work, so he usually goes to bed after 12 o'clock.As far as Shen Zhiheng knows, being an artist is one of the most irregular occupations in life. Recording variety shows, filming night scenes, attending dinner parties, etc. will make them stay up until one or two in the morning. Even if they want to go to bed early, there are objective reasons. They are not allowed to rest on time.

Therefore, it is already clear who these calls are for.

The man's breathing slowed down unconsciously, and his already turbulent heart felt even more regretful at this moment.

As if being bitten by thousands of ants, dense pain came from deep in his chest, Shen Zhiheng clenched his back molars, and told himself: This is the end of the matter, when it's over, it's over, don't think about it anymore.

He forced himself to turn off his phone, but his obsessive-compulsive disorder made him finally click on the red dot in Moments. Shen Zhiheng was not in the mood to see his subordinates and friends posting some miscellaneous things, and he didn't want to be shown a face of affection at this moment , so I just watched it all the way without looking at the location and liked it, like a like machine with no emotion.

Until he found the photo of Yang Zhisheng.

Yang Zhisheng only posted a group photo, which was the one taken at the hot spring before, and the accompanying text also has the feeling of middle-aged people playing WeChat: "Today I went to the hot spring with two big stars, do you want to sign ? I’ll reserve one for my wife first! /Smile/Smile/Smile”

Below is a stream of likes, nearly a hundred people, most of them are employees of Xingtu.Everyone thought that one of the protagonists in the photo was the proprietress of Xingtu Future... Well, anyway, the meaning is almost the same. In short, even the comments are very active, making Yang Zhisheng happy from ear to ear. @沉之恒 below.

Shen Zhiheng clicked on the photo, centered on the white-haired youth in the photo, zoomed in, and zoomed in again.

It was his first time—maybe it wasn't the first time, but in Shen Zhiheng's current memory, this was the first time he observed Xiao Bai's appearance so seriously and carefully.

His eyes focused on the young man's slender ankle, and he felt that he could hold it with one hand. His slender and straight calf was looming in the white mist, and his toes stepped on the dark pebbles. The blood vessels are inexplicably fragile, which makes people think of the dying swan on the frozen lake. Does it also have such a thrilling beauty?

So thin, Shen Zhiheng thought to himself.

He lost a lot of weight than when he was in the hospital. Did he not eat during this time?

Combined with the clues found on the phone before, his mood was indescribable. His fingers stayed on the screen for a long time, and finally he liked this photo.

It doesn't matter, Shen Zhiheng sighed, and thought with some self-deprecation, anyway, he can't see it now.

The man turned off the lights, put his phone aside, and was ready for a whole night of insomnia.

But to his surprise, this time he fell asleep very quickly.

In the middle of the night, Shen Zhiheng had a dream.

In the dream, he watched "myself" and Xiaobai's movement very clearly and completely from the third perspective. It was at this intensity that Shen Zhiheng, who had just said "I just can't be hard on you" during the day, couldn't help but blush, He tried his best to avoid his sight, but the murmur that was so emotional still entered his ears, tormenting his already guilt-ridden heart.

It seems that a century has passed, even if he knew that it was him, Shen Zhiheng couldn't help but curse:

Fuck, you're never finished!

"Are you enough?" Xiao Bai, who had been repeatedly cooked over there, also asked the same soul question as him. The young man closed his eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "Is it over? My old waist is about to be broken by you." Already!"

With a trace of strange pride, Shen Zhiheng waited for them to calm down, and then took a closer look.To be honest, this scene is indeed both weird and fragrant. He saw that the young man who was openly confronting him during the day was now wrapped in a blanket, nestled in "his" arms obediently and quietly, his eyes were half closed, and his face was exhausted to the extreme With a sleepy expression, the corners of his eyes were stained with blush because of the loss of control just now, his mouth was half-opened when he was sucked/sucked until he was slightly swollen, and he complained softly: "Are you a puppy? I didn't want to kiss you before, but now it's better." , Bite someone and won't let him go!" Hearing this, Shen Zhiheng's earlobe turned red - he was about to die, and he actually did such a thing?

"Isn't this going to make up for the previous share?" The man lying beside him hugged the man in his arms, talking nonsense in a serious manner.

Even Shen Zhiheng himself couldn't help rolling his eyes towards the ceiling after hearing these words.

But Xiao Bai raised his head seriously and asked him, "How do you plan to make up?"

Shen Zhiheng was stunned when he saw "myself", thought for a moment, lowered his head and bit the lip of the person in his arms, and vaguely made a suggestion: "Then let's make a secret sign, as long as you say it, I will kiss you, How about it?"

Shen Zhiheng: "..."

He thought with a blank expression on his face, this crooked guy with a watery head is definitely not him, absolutely not!

Xiaobai was obviously also disgusted by him, the young man trembled, and subconsciously showed a disgusted expression, but his eyes were full of jokes: "Come on, as long as you want, I'm not sorry. Then what are you going to decide?" signal?"

"You decide."

"Well," Xiaobai thought for a while, and suggested, "Then your name."

"My name?" The man was slightly stunned, and asked back, "Is it my full name? There are too many opportunities to use it in normal times, so it's easy to get confused."

"Yeah, I've always thought your name sounds nice and has a meaning." Xiao Bai even thought it over again, "Shen Zhiheng, it's so catchy."

However, it is indeed a problem that it is easy to get confused. Xiaobai looked at the man's gentle gaze at her, stared at each other for three seconds, and suddenly said: "That's it, change it to if I stare at your eyes for more than three seconds, and How about calling your name?"

The man pretended to think for a moment, then nodded, leaned over and kissed him on the lips.

"You just looked at me for more than three seconds," he said confidently, "and you called me by my name."

Xiao Bai: "..." What kind of elementary school behavior is this.

Shen Zhiheng, who was watching, also showed an unbearable expression.

If I am wrong, please let the law punish me instead of letting me see myself so mentally handicapped!

However, Xiaobai seemed to have gotten used to his appearance, the young man quickly returned to his normal expression, stretched out his little finger, raised the corner of his lips and said, "Then since you promised, come and pull the hook, you must not go back on what you promised .”

The man replied without hesitation: "Of course."

"If the hook is hung, it must not be changed for 100 years."

When Shen Zhiheng woke up, the room was still pitch black, and the luminous clock on the wall showed that it was past four o'clock in the morning, which was still early.But he couldn't fall asleep anymore, the man sat up, staring at the position beside him in a daze.

In the dream, Xiao Bai was lying here.

Shen Zhiheng's disgust and guilt towards Xiao Bai were mixed together, twisted into a mess that even he couldn't figure out, maybe there were other emotions mixed in, but at this moment he couldn't tell the difference.He stretched out his hand unconsciously, and gently covered the empty cold bed, recalling the young man in his dream lazily stretching out his limbs, naked/topless, lying in the arms of "myself" completely relaxed, looking Looking into his eyes, he chuckled and said his name.

Soon, he found sadly and embarrassingly that his throat was a little tight.

He took a deep breath, and began to try to divert his attention, think about other things, he said to himself, everything is fine...

Shen Zhiheng's expression of trying to be calm suddenly froze.

The man suddenly remembered that during the day, Xiao Bai seemed to call his name twice in full.

Once it looked him in the eye, and once it didn't.

At that time, Shen Zhiheng only felt that Xiao Bai was inexplicable and unreasonable, and he didn't notice the deep emotion hidden in the eyes of the young man looking at him at all. Now he finally understands.

...but it was too late.

At 39:[-] in the morning, Shen Zhiheng called Xiao Bai more than a dozen times.

But to his despair, all the responses were exactly the same, cold and mechanical template:

"Sorry, the number you dialed is turned off, please try again later..."