run to him

Lulu?

When Lin Chan made a way out of the passage, she thought quickly, the name Jing Ye mentioned, but who came...

Footsteps approached, a bag of meat buns and two servings of soy milk were stuffed into his arms, Jing Ye patted him on the shoulder and motioned silently, "Don't stand in the way here".

Sensing that the atmosphere was not quite right, Lin Chan had no choice but to stand by the sofa at a loss, not knowing whether to eat or not, listening to Jing Ye's introduction while changing shoes: "Mu Mu, this is my manager Zhao Lu, you call her Sister Lu is fine, she is very nice——Sister Lu, this is my younger brother, who came to Beijing for the art exam..."

As expected, Lin Chan took the title and bowed listlessly: "Hello."

"Hello." Zhao Lu also gestured to him perfunctorily, but she didn't take Lin Chan seriously at all, she just looked at Jing Ye, "I didn't answer your calls or texts, so I had to go for a walk. Let's go."

Jing Ye greeted her inside: "I went to buy breakfast."

"You don't even look at your phone?"

"Isn't it because your hands are full and you can't take care of it!" Jing Ye removed the cushions on the sofa, "Sister, what do you want Xiaoman to send me..."

"Send it to you? I can't remember where to throw it, you. Isn't this going to the company for a meeting? It's a matter of passing by, so I don't bother to bother Xiaoman." He took out a stack of A4 papers, fixed them with long tail clips, and threw them to the coffee table, "What is this? Busy people take a look."

"Eh?" Jing Ye picked it up and glanced at it, showing a suddenly realized expression, "I'm sorry, I forgot in the shed yesterday! I was wondering where to go just now... Sister, thank you, thank you!"

He always admits his mistakes very quickly, Zhao Lu didn't take it too seriously at first, but he couldn't get angry, and scolded Jing Ye like an elder: "Yesterday, Carol wanted to make a short video with you but didn't make it, she admires you very much , next time we have a chance to cooperate, remember to apologize to others."

"Okay, okay." Jing Ye responded to her, but gestured behind his back, telling Lin Chan to eat.

The meat bun was not as hot as it was when it was just out of the pot. Seeing that the other party started to talk about work with Zhao Lu, Lin Chan put away her thoughts of acting like a baby and squatted at the coffee table to eat silently, while listening to their conversation carefully.

"...I asked Xuanfa to arrange this, and you can cooperate when the time comes." Zhao Lu opened the memo on her mobile phone, crossed out a line, and before she was ready for the next thing, she glanced at the end of her delicately made-up eyes Lin Chan signaled to Jing Ye to ask people to avoid the next topic.

Jing Ye received her message, so he had to turn to Lin Chan for what he wanted to say to Zhao Lu: "Mumu, can you go to the restaurant behind to eat? Eating while squatting here will weigh on your stomach."

"Oh." Lin Chan stood up.

Jing Ye read the compromise from his expression, and took advantage of the situation: "After breakfast, go back to the bedroom and rest, I'll talk about work."

Lin Chan was stunned for a moment, silent for a moment, and then said "OK" cooperatively.

He took the soy milk and turned into the restaurant. After a while, Jing Ye heard the sound of the door closing, and began to deal with Zhao Lu helplessly: "Sister, don't look at him with that look. He is really my younger brother, the one who has been on good terms since he was a child, the admission ticket It’s still in his schoolbag, do you want to read it? He’s just grown up, and he’s only going to college in September..."

"Xiaojing." Zhao Lu leaned back meaningfully, "You know? You talk a lot when you're guilty."

Jing Ye immediately shut his mouth.

Zhao Lu has worked hard in the entertainment industry for many years, and she is a fine person. After working with Jing Ye for so long, there is nothing she can't see through.Now that the clues have been discovered, it is obvious that he is not allowed to memorize Lin Chan's resume with half-truths and find ways to excuse him.

Too many words and too many loopholes, Jing Ye simply stopped talking, wrote "what do you want" on his face, and immediately remained silent.

By the way, I took the time to thank my assistant for the sound insulation board that I bought for myself. At least when Zhao Lu's Lion's Roar of the East River erupts, it will be able to reduce the power of Lin Chan's ears.

But the imaginary plot of "being scolded by the agent" failed to be staged smoothly.

Zhao Lu sighed, and turned around Jing Ye three times shrewdly before asking, "Little boyfriend?"

Jing Ye reflexively pretended to be stupid: "What are you talking about, sister?"

Zhao Lu was not fooled by him, and asked again seriously: "Little boyfriend?"

Ah this.

Yes or no, the answer is critical.

The title of "little boyfriend" was a little frivolous, which made Jing Ye hesitate for a moment.

He and Lin Chan have made no real progress, and now less than ten hours have passed before the relationship is confirmed, and the steps of falling in love have just had time to take half a step.Jing Ye could completely deny it first, or secretly express his affection for Lin Chan, not to mention death - he believed that Zhao Lu would prefer to hear this kind of answer.

Zhao Lu's burning eyes forced him to have nowhere to escape. If his psychological quality was stronger, he could write a seamless story, and he could also learn from the passionate confession of the male protagonist in the love movie and occupy the moral high ground first.

But "it's the younger brother" stuck on the tip of his tongue, even if Lin Chan couldn't hear clearly, he didn't want to lie to himself anymore.

Jing Ye didn't choose. Holding a glass of water, he nodded silently.

Zhao Lu was mentally prepared before getting an affirmative answer. After a while, she gritted her teeth bitterly: "What do I say to you! Go back and make such a big deal..."

"It's really my brother." Unconvinced, Jing Ye pursed his lips and resisted in a low voice.

Zhao Lu glared at him: "Still sophistrying!"

"We've known each other for many years, but we haven't talked about this before..." He carefully blurred the matter, and then began to speak with confidence, "He didn't come here this time for me, he really had to take an exam to live It's all for convenience when you come to my house, don't think too much!"

"Okay." Zhao Lu began to interrogate him, "How old is the little boyfriend? How long have you been together? Does your family know?"

The forced question made Jing Ye confused, as if all the hesitation in his heart had been wiped out, he avoided the sharp face and said: "Sister, why are you asking this, the household registration does not bring such a..."

"I'm not joking with you. These answers are all related to our preparation plan."

"……what?"

Zhao Lu said helplessly: "Don't be naive, Xiao Jing, no matter who is in the industry now, as long as there are fans, falling in love is a felony. Get ready now, to prevent you from becoming famous one day and being photographed by paparazzi. There is no other way—now, if you make it clear to me, there may be room.”

What she said was unquestionable, every word was a gesture of long-term consideration, and Jing Ye also believed that Zhao Lu's starting point was for his own good.

Before confessing to his parents, he had to tell her that Jing Ye was a bit embarrassed to say so. He glanced in the direction of the bedroom, and the door was closed tightly.Looking at Zhao Lu again, he had already made a decision.

"I can tell you clearly, sister." Jing Ye retracted his fingers on his lap, "But you have to promise me one condition."

Zhao Lu was not surprised: "Well, you mention it."

When he spoke again, the roots of his teeth were sore, Jing Ye said: "No matter what happens to us later, whether we break up or not, when you make a plan, don't have anything... that may hurt him."

"What do you mean?"

"Maybe my brother..." Jing Ye paused, correcting Lin Chan's identity, "He's my boyfriend, don't hurt any of his privacy."

"I mentioned that we are together."

"He hasn't gone to college yet, so if something happens in the future, it has nothing to do with him."

The morning light is brilliant, and the breeze is not cold.

In early spring, in an apartment building in the west of Beijing, the shadows of the glass windows are like sea water.

After sending Zhao Lu away, Jing Ye stood in the entrance and watched the elevator's floor numbers go down to the negative floor, and let out a deep breath.

Zhao Lu finally agreed to his so-called conditions, but the future is uncertain and everything is uncertain. Whether his restless worries today will come true is still unknown.The best result is a double harvest in love and career, but Jing Ye finds it very difficult, he only hopes that these days will pass smoothly.

Rubbing the sore muscles that were too excited just now, Jing Ye weighed "the social death scene that has not arrived" and "the current happiness of the golden house" for a moment, and chose to enjoy it in time.

He stretched, turned and closed the door, and saw Lin Chan standing in the living room.

Lin Chan was still holding the leftover food bag and soy milk cup after eating the steamed stuffed buns in her hand, and she looked at Jing Ye as if she usually came out to throw garbage, but Jing Ye's scalp started to tingle.

"Ah..." he asked normally, "Why is there no sound when walking? It scared me."

"I've been standing for a while." Lin Chan said, and sat down on the sofa.

Jing Ye became anxious again, thinking "I haven't done anything to apologize to him, why am I panicking?" "Did he hear my conversation with Zhao Lu?" "No, I shouldn't be afraid of him"...but his feet didn't obey , I have to walk to the bedroom by myself, which means shutting myself in to escape reality.

"Brother." Lin Chan said, pulling him away, "Did she threaten you!"

Jing Ye: "..."

Jing Ye: "Huh?"

Inconsistent with the direction of the script he wrote?

Lin Chan ignored Jing Ye's momentary hesitation, and he said seriously: "I don't know what your manager thinks, but if it affects your future job opportunities...or you can tell her that we have nothing to do with each other." No, I will leave Beijing at night and will not provoke you."

Jing Ye woke up like a dream at the heavy words, grabbed Lin Chan with his backhand and pushed her away.

The sofa was sunken, and he felt an unknown fire in his heart. He knelt down on Lin Chan's waist, grabbed his collar, and really wanted to shake Lin Chan's head to see how much water could be poured out--it really hurt Lin Chan, he And reluctant.

He could only raise his voice and shout: "Provoke? What nonsense are you talking about!"

Lin Chan looked at Jing Ye, his eyes shone like dawn and stars, and quickly hid behind his foggy daze.He raised his head, the tip of his nose almost touched Jing Ye's, and the corners of his drooping eyes drew an arc inconceivably.

"Didn't she come...to catch...to catch that or something?"

Lin Chan's voice became softer the more he spoke, but Jing Ye somehow understood what he meant, and most of his ears turned red in an instant.

He let go of Lin Chan, got up from him, and sat down next to Lin Chan as if nothing had happened.After thinking about it, Jing Ye simply raised one leg and put it across Lin Chan's half of her knee. This kind of physical contact made him feel less awkward.

With this posture, Jing Ye leaned on Lin Chan's shoulder: "Fuck you, she came to tell me about work."

Lin Chan asked suspiciously, "Didn't you ask me?"

"Aren't you my neighbor's younger brother in my hometown? I ask you what you are doing." After Jing Ye finished speaking, he was afraid that Lin Chan would think too much, so he hurriedly added, "I will find a suitable time to confess this matter to my manager in the future. Don't talk nonsense before."

Lin Chan said "Oh", and couldn't tell whether she was in a good or bad mood.

Jing Ye comforted him and rubbed Lin Chan's wrist: "I didn't think so much... But I have an idea that I think I need to tell you. May I be honest?"

I was most afraid that he would "tell the truth", when Lin Chan heard these three words, she immediately plucked her fur all over her body like a small animal, staring at Jing Ye vigilantly, lest she miss a look.

"What truth?" he asked, eagerly.

I long for Jing Ye to say the love words he wants to hear, and don't use words as a knife to stab his heart again.

"I actually didn't intend to be with you right now." After Jing Ye finished speaking, the hand in his palm suddenly began to tremble, and he clenched it tightly, pinching Lin Chan's joints, telling him not to be afraid.

But Lin Chan no longer looked at him, her face was sullen, her full lips full of desire were drawn into a line.

"The original idea was...to wait until you finish the college entrance examination." Jing Ye patted him lightly, and the black screen of the TV reflected the shadow of them cuddling together, "I think we should get together later."

Lin Chan didn't speak.

Jing Ye raised his chin slightly, and pressed a kiss to the corner of Lin Chan's tense mouth.

"But you said that last night, I think it's pointless to delay." He smiled, raised Lin Chan's hand to his lips and kissed the fingertips holding the charcoal sketch, "Isn't it?"