celebrity effect

Xing Yang watched indulgently as Shao Zhixing gobbled up a plate of Yangzhou fried rice, then picked up a skewer of barbecued meat and put it on Shao Zhixing's plate: "Eat more." It was kind of loving.

Shao Zhixing poured a cup of tea, hiccupped, and wiped his mouth. Only then did he realize that he was embarrassed. He took the paper towel handed over by Xing Yang to wipe his hands, lowered his eyebrows, and lowered his head and said, "Eat."

"I'm full." Xing Yang said with a smile.

Shao Zhixing asked, "How much is the total?"

"Why do you know so much?" Xing Yang choked on him, "You can't afford it even if you say so."

"..." Shao Zhixing sniffed and remained silent. He really couldn't afford it. Poverty was the original sin.

"I'll pay you back later." Shao Zhixing whispered.

"Will you burn it to me when I die of old age?" Xing Yang teased unscrupulously.

Shao Zhixing was sulking, picked up the barbecue and took a bite angrily.

"Eat more, so you don't have to eat breakfast tomorrow morning." Xing Yang pushed all the barbecue in front of him to Shao Zhixing, "I have Jianweixiaoshi tablets in my car, you can take them later."

Having said that, Shao Zhixing felt that if he stayed with Xing Yang for a while longer, he would be mentally divided, and he really didn't know whether to be angry or happy.

"Where do you live?" Xing Yang asked.

"Tiantongyuan." Shao Zhixing said, "What about you?"

"Shunyi." Xing Yang said, "I'll take you with me."

Shao Zhixing took a bite of the barbecue, chewed and swallowed: "I can take a taxi back."

Xing Yang raised his eyebrows: "Do you have money to take a taxi?"

"..." Shao Zhi hesitated for a moment and said, "The company will reimburse you."

"Okay." Xing Yang nodded, "Then you can squeeze the wool of capitalism." He lit a cigarette, held it between his fingers, took a puff, and exhaled slowly.There was a little scarlet in the darkness, Xing Yang's slender fingers, fair skin, blue blood vessels and moderately sized joints looked very nice.He knocked on the cigarette ash, leaning his elbows against the table, a slight smile in his dark green eyes, like a layer of floating ash, just take a breath, the soft smile dissipated, revealing a cold and piercing mockery.

Shao Zhixing sat upright, ate meat bite by bite, and occasionally drank a few mouthfuls of egg drop soup. His dark eyes reflected the warm yellow light, pure and hard.His eyes swept across the slender smoke between Xing Yang's fingers, and he remembered for no reason that when he first met Xing Yang, Xing Yang said seriously [you are precious].

The two sat opposite each other, one watched the other eat, silent but not embarrassed, Shao Zhixing relaxed his nerves, Xing Yang yawned: "Do you clock in at work?"

"Take the card at ten o'clock." Shao Zhixing said, "What about you?"

"I don't clock in." Xing Yang said, "I don't know how to commute to get off work."

"Oh, by the way." Shao Zhixing said, "What are you and Yao He arguing about?"

"You didn't hear that." Xing Yang said, "He thinks I'm disgusting."

"He's an idiot." Shao Zhixing said, "Don't be as knowledgeable as him."

"Yo, you are so kind to me." Xing Yang smiled casually, "I'm so touched."

"You're an asshole, not disgusting." Shao Zhixing explained.

"...All right." Xing Yang pinched the bridge of his nose, being a jerk was no better than disgusting, and he didn't expect Shao Zhixing to come up with any words that would surprise him, "You eat first, I'll be right back."

"Why go?" Shao Zhixing asked.

"Don't worry, the payment has been made." Xing Yang stood up, "Come back in 2 minutes."

Shao Zhixing didn't understand why he was nervous. In the middle of the night, Xing Yang ran out of the restaurant, his back dissolved into the night, and the world suddenly became silent.

To the right of the restaurant was the front of a pharmacy, which was lit and open.

Xing Yang stepped into the pharmacy and said, "Is there any ointment for bruises?"

"Yes." The pharmacist took out a box of ointment from the glass cabinet, "27."

"Thank you." Xing Yang scanned the QR code to pay, and returned to the restaurant with the ointment.

Shao Zhixing looked a little uneasy, and Xing Yang wanted to laugh inexplicably, probably because Shao Zhixing looked like a puppy who couldn't find a home.

"Nu." Xing Yang threw the ointment to him, "I'm in my twenties, it hurts when I fall."

Shao Zhixing picked up the ointment, looked around, and said, "Thank you." He paused and said awkwardly, "Can you apply it for me, and I'll take a taxi back after applying it."

Xing Yang raised his eyebrows suspiciously, Shao Zhixing explained: "The injury is on the back, I can't reach it."

"Oh, good." Xing Yang said, "Then paint in my car."

Shao Zhixing put down his chopsticks and got up slowly. His back muscles were tingling, as if a layer had been scorched by a fire. He staggered as he walked, like an old man in his 80s or [-]s.

The instigator laughed sullenly, raised his heels up to Shao Zhixing, and supported his elbow: "Be careful, don't fall again."

"Who is to blame." Shao Zhixing said, if Xing Yang hadn't chased him desperately, would he have wrestled?

Xing Yang dragged his tune slowly: "Yeah——who is to blame." If it wasn't for Shao Zhixing secretly filming what he was chasing.

The two lingered and walked to a white Prado. Xing Yang took out the key and pressed the door, pulled Shao Zhixing into the back row, lowered the seat, and Shao Zhixing took off his jacket and shirt.

Xing Yang said: "Usually in this case, there will always be some adult scenes later." He sighed, "It's a pity it's you." It sounded very disgusting.

Late at night, the back row of the car, male male, half naked, these words put together, are the common beginnings of most gay movies.

Shao Zhixing twisted his waist and stared at him.

Xing Yang turned on the lights on the roof of the car, took out a tissue to wipe off the blood and scratched skin on Shao Zhixing's back, his muscles tensed suddenly, and occasionally he trembled with pain.Xing Yang squinted his eyes, dipped his fingers into the soft ointment and applied it to the wound. The delicate skin surface and flexible muscles felt like a leopard.

Shao Zhixing has a good figure. As a journalist, he spends many years in the field, lifting heavy objects, climbing mountains and wading. His muscles are very beautiful. He has tall shoulders, wide waist and slender legs, which is very in line with Xing Yang's aesthetics.

But Xing Yang didn't intend to touch him.

Pure people need the care of the whole world, and Shao Zhixing is one of them.

After applying the ointment, Xing Yang patted Shao Zhixing's shoulder: "Okay, put on your clothes."

Shao Zhixing put on his shirt and coat, held his camera in his arms, took out his mobile phone, and called a taxi.

Xing Yang opened the storage box between the driver's seat and the co-pilot's, and took out a bottle of water from it. Shao Zhixing saw the condoms packed in brightly colored cubes inside, and said nothing.

Xing Yang said generously: "Do you want it? I'll give you two."

Shao Zhixing refused: "No need, I don't have a partner."

"Fill water balloons to play." Xing Yang said.

Shao Zhixing: "..."

Xing Yang's illness is beyond your imagination.

After waiting for a while, the car arrived, and Shao Zhixing waved goodbye: "I'm leaving, goodbye."

"Goodbye." Xing Yang watched as Shao Zhixing got into the car and left, got into the driver's seat, started the car and drove into the vast night.

The next day Xing Yang slept until mid-afternoon, when he was woken up by Fan Shanshan's series of fatal calls.

"What's the matter?" Xing Yang said in a daze.

"Yao He is looking for you desperately." Fan Shanshan said proudly, "Come to the company quickly."

"Is he dead?" Xing Yang asked.

"...not yet." Fan Shanshan said.

"Then call me after he's dead." Xing Yang hung up the phone, rubbed his eyes and sat up, yawning for a long time.

Although the public relations party is the second party, he still has the right to lose his temper. Xing Yang ate two boiled eggs and a drawer of steamed buns with blank eyes, drank a bowl of milk with his head up, and drove to work in a drag.

Beijing at four o'clock in the afternoon is far less crowded than the morning and evening rush hours. Xing Yang arrived at the company smoothly all the way, stepped into the office with a messy hairstyle, and bumped into Zong Zhengqian face to face.

Zong Zhengqian glanced at him and asked helplessly, "Just woke up?"

"Yeah." Xing Yang nodded obediently, coupled with his messy bird's nest hairstyle, he looked naive.

Zong Zhengqian said: "I just brewed coffee in my office, you drink a cup."

"Yao He is also in your office?" Xing Yang asked.

"Yes." Zong Zhengqian smiled gently, "Don't hide from him, go quickly, he has been waiting for a long time."

"Oh." Xing Yang bowed his head in response.

From the perspective of outsiders, Xing Yang and Zong Zhengqian have a peculiar relationship.They claimed to be siblings, but in reality they were more like mother and son. Xing Yang's dog temper suddenly fell silent in the face of Zong Zhengqian, and behaved like a little white rabbit.

Xing Yang said that with age, Zong Zhengqian became more and more gentle, but this gentleness is just a disguise.When it comes to critical moments, Zong Zhengqian will still tear away the appearance, revealing the character of Xing Yang when he was 26 years old when he first picked it up, with eyebrows like knives, and words poisoned, until people have nothing to say and feel ashamed.

Zong Zhengqian squeezed Xing Yang's strong arms, smiled crookedly, with fine lines on the corners of her eyes, showing the elegant temperament accumulated over the years: "I heard Fan Shanshan talk about the general situation, you worked hard last night."

Xing Yang thought he didn't care about Yao He's harsh and vicious words, facing Zong Zhengqian, he pursed his lips, feeling a little bit of grievance in his heart: "Yes."

Zong Zhengqian spread her arms, embraced the tall young man, hugged him into her arms like when she was a child, and gently patted Xing Yang's back: "My Yang Yang is really capable."