Battle of the Entertainment Circle

When Wei Ning woke up, he glanced at the mobile phone on the bedside. It was almost eleven o'clock, and he didn't go to bed until too late last night. It's a pity that they are not living a life of seclusion now, and have to go to work in the afternoon.

After washing up and walking out of the room, the smell of food wafted from the kitchen. Wei Ning walked over curiously and saw Shen Yaoxiang carefully holding a spoon to taste the soup. There were one, two, three or four cooked dishes on the table next to him. , he stepped forward, wrapped his arms around Shen Yaoxiang's waist from behind, and blew into his ear: "What are you doing?"

Shen Yaoxiang shook his hand and almost spilled the soup in the spoon, turned around and signaled him to try it too: "Do you think it's salty enough?"

Wei Ning took a sip: "Not bad, can you still cook soup?"

"When I was a child, my grandmother made it for me every day, and then I made it for my mother. It is not unusual for Cantonese to know this."

"I didn't expect you to cook at home by yourself. It doesn't match your aloof image outside."

"...Do you think I'm cold?" Shen Yaoxiang put down the spoon, reached out and pinched his nose: "And I'm only doing it for you."

"You didn't buy these dishes in the morning, did you?"

"Well, I got up at nine o'clock, went to a nearby supermarket, and bought some more things back."

Wei Ning opened the refrigerator and took a look. It was full, and he exaggeratedly said "Wow", and asked him: "You don't have to work anymore? Are you going to work at home every day?"

"I really plan to rest for a while. You have been working hard recently. I will cook for you at home. Isn't it good that you have something to eat when you come back?"

Wei Ning didn't expect him to say such a thing, he was stunned for a moment, turned his gaze away without any trace, and smiled sarcastically: "No need, you really plan to be a house husband, what a waste."

"My pleasure."

Shen Yaoxiang put the finished dishes on the table, and served Wei Ning with rice. Although it was the simplest four dishes and one soup, it tasted very good. Wei Ning also tasted it, and gave him a thumbs up with a smile.

Seeing his great appetite, Shen Yaoxiang was very happy to pick up some food for him, and said casually: "Are you going to the company this afternoon? How about I go to where you live and get your things for you, and you can move in and live with me ?”

Wei Ning, who was eating with his head down, bit his lip, hesitated for a moment, looked up at him, and said directly: "Let's not live together."

The smile on Shen Yaoxiang's face froze for a moment, the action of picking up vegetables also stopped, and he frowned slightly: "...don't you want to live with me?"

"No," Wei Ning quickly explained: "I think, I wish I could be with you 24 hours a day, but Yaoxiang, too many eyes are on us, I move to live with you, maybe it won't be long Spotted by those all-pervasive reporters..."

"Are you afraid of being exposed?"

"That's not true. When that day comes, I won't deny it. It's just that I think it's okay to keep a low profile as much as possible if we don't expose it. Besides... my agent doesn't know about us. He knows my family members. If I live with you, he will be the first to know, if he tells my parents, they... I haven't figured out how to tell them. "

"Won't your parents accept it?"

Wei Ning's eyes flickered twice, and he said truthfully: "They are very traditional people, it will not be easy to accept, but I will find a way to make them accept."

Shen Yaoxiang sighed softly in his heart: "Forget it, that's fine."

Wei Ning thought he was upset, put down his chopsticks, moved to squat down in front of him, tugged at the corner of his clothes, and looked at him eagerly: "Are you angry?"

Even though Shen Yaoxiang was feeling a little uncomfortable, he couldn't get angry seeing him deliberately lowering his posture like a puppy, so he stretched out his hand and rubbed his head in a funny way: "No, I didn't think carefully, what you said That's right, we won't be able to see each other often in the future..."

"I'll come to your place for the night, you can also come to my place, or we'll go to the hotel...Occasionally..."

Shen Yaoxiang was amused by his tone, pulled him up, let him sit on his lap, put his hands around his waist, and rubbed his face: "You think I want to spend the night with you just to do that with you kind of thing?"

"It's my idea, right?" Wei Ning smacked his forehead hard, reminding him: "You have a bright future, how many people lined up to send scripts for you to choose, don't be stupid just because of me."

"Am I that kind of person?" Shen Yaoxiang said helplessly: "It's not all because of you, I planned to shift the focus of my career, I plan to open my own studio, sign a few potential newcomers, and I can shoot less in the future. There is at most one drama a year, no matter how many scripts you can choose, the probability of encountering a good script is hard to come by.”

Wei Ning raised his eyebrows in surprise when he heard the words: "You start your own studio? Do you want to be the boss? Don't you still have shares in your company?"

"There are shares in the company, but I generally don't care about the company's affairs. I open my own studio, and I can be affiliated with the company first, so that I have more autonomy, and I will take my time later."

"...So you have such a big heart."

Shen Yaoxiang smiled lightly: "If you can be your own boss, not many people are willing to work for others, right? And at that time, even if our affairs are exposed, I won't be able to make movies in the future, and I won't starve to death if I retreat behind the scenes."

Wei Ning secretly heaved a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Shen Yaoxiang understood him. Both of them are people who have great plans for their future life. Just take it slow.

******

Wei Ning's new album is about to be released. There is indeed a lot of preparatory work in the early stage. I was delayed before and now I can only rush to work. After dinner, I will go back to work. Shen Yaoxiang waited for him to send a message, it was already after nightfall.

"I am home."

Shen Yaoxiang quickly went back: "Have you eaten yet?"

"I ate at the company."

"Then rest early."

Wei Ning chatted with him a few words, went to take a shower and came back, lay on the bed tossing and turning but couldn't fall asleep, these days he got used to spending time with Shen Yaoxiang every day, it seemed that he could fall asleep peacefully as soon as he closed his eyes , Now that there is one less person around, the feeling of loneliness seems to be back.

Speaking of it, it's all self-inflicted.

It would be fine to promise him to move in with him, but there are too many things to worry about, and he is indeed not as chic as Shen Yaoxiang.

Shen Yaoxiang sent him the last good night. Wei Ning played the lullaby he had recorded before wearing earphones, but he was already a little dissatisfied with this. Sure enough, when he got what he wanted, he longed for more. It is a creature that cannot be satisfied with learning.

After hesitating for a moment, I still replied to him: "I can't sleep..."

Shen Yaoxiang's call came in quickly, Wei Ning still wore the earphones and answered.

"What's wrong? Can't sleep again?"

When his slightly deep and magnetic voice came, Wei Ning closed his eyes, feeling that his ups and downs finally calmed down, and murmured in response to him: "I just can't sleep, I was listening to the song you recorded for me before, but It seems to be of no use..."

"Because I didn't warm your bed?"

There was a bit of a smile in Shen Yaoxiang's tone, and Wei Ning snorted softly: "Yes, yes, you are not here when I need you, what use is it for me to have you as a boyfriend?"

"It's because you refused to move in with me, okay?" Shen Yaoxiang couldn't laugh or cry at his shameless slap: "Then why don't I go to your place? Wait for me, I'll be there in half an hour."

"Farewell," Wei Ning hastily stopped him. Although he wanted him to come emotionally, his rationality told him that Shen Yaoxiang was really coming today. The separation plan would definitely not be able to go ahead. Maybe they will live together in a few days. The news had to fly all over the sky: "Don't come, sing for me, I'll listen, just fall asleep."

"..." For a moment, the only thing Shen Yaoxiang thought of was the sentence that he often saw in the articles written by the little fans... You are really a tormenting little fairy.

But because of Wei Ning, Shen Yaoxiang still let go of his voice and sang. In fact, his voice is also very good. Although he is not as professional as Wei Ning, he has no problem singing as an actor, but he doesn't want to be on stage. It's just singing, now Wei Ning wants to hear it, but he is extremely happy to sing it to him alone.

One after another, they are all Wei Ning's songs. Shen Yaoxiang has listened to each of them by heart countless times. When Wei Ning sang his own songs from his mouth, he felt a completely different feeling. His heart palpitated.

Shen Yaoxiang didn't know how long he sang, until there was no more sound over there, even the nasal "um" and "ah" echoes disappeared, then he stopped and called him softly: "Ningning?"

There was no response, he must have fallen asleep, thinking that his cell phone was probably still by his head, Shen Yaoxiang was a little helpless, he could only forget it, sighed lightly, left a sentence of "good night", and hung up the phone.

After coaxing Wei Ning to sleep, Shen Yaoxiang himself lost his sleepiness. He casually took the notebook on the bedside and opened it, connected to the Internet, and browsed the Weibo forum. Indeed, as Wei Ning said, countless people stared at the two of them, no matter whether they were gossiping to watch the excitement or have ulterior motives, in short, they couldn't stop in a short time.

He read a few pages and found it boring, quit, and was about to close the webpage, when he suddenly saw the title of the newly refreshed post on the forum homepage, and was stunned for a moment.

"Actor Shen is the ironclad proof of being gay, there is a video and the truth"

He clicked in, and the post he just posted went up dozens of floors in an instant, completely blowing up the pot.

That video was moved from the Internet. Five or six years ago, when he and Ji Ran were in Los Angeles, they went to the gay parade to join in the fun. The video was taken by passers-by. I saw a silhouette passing by, but when I paused to look at it, it was indeed him, wearing a peaked cap, slightly tilting his head, and holding a small rainbow flag in his hand.