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Qianye carried Jiang Lie into the next room, and before covering him with a quilt, he had already closed his eyes and fell asleep.

His eyes were dark and heavy, he didn't relax when he fell asleep, his brows were still frowning, and he looked a little strange.

Qianye gently smoothed his eyebrows, closed the door and left.

The curtains were not drawn properly, revealing a gap, through which the pale sky struggled to squeeze in, leaving a hazy light and shadow on the soft plush carpet.

It was almost daylight.

He glanced at it, returned to the piano room casually, and continued to think about the untitled piece.

When creating, there is a complete difference between having inspiration and not having inspiration. When there is inspiration, even facing an empty room, the mind can weave three thousand worlds on its own. When there is no inspiration, there is really nothing.

Qianye was subtly in between the two, and he could catch some clues if he thought hard, but he couldn't fall asleep anyway, so he simply thought about giving it a try.

He plans to use a variety of instruments for this song, mainly piano and classical guitar. The accompanying instrument has not been decided yet, and he is not in a hurry now.

He sorted out his general thoughts, played it a few times, changed a few syllables, and jotted it down in his notebook.

The first alarm clock on the mobile phone rang, and the drowsiness also came up belatedly. Qianye lazily got up, trying to hurry up and go to sleep for a while, but his eyes fell on the sofa beside him.

Jiang Lie didn't know when he came in, and quietly slept on it.

This is just a sofa that Qianye used to rest for nothing, not as big as the one in the living room, Jiang Lie could only curl up his body and barely nestled in it.

...kind of like a stray puppy.

Although his temperament and dress are not at all like the poor puppy.

Qianye recalled that he used to learn piano. He was fond of playing since he was a child, and he has not changed much since he was a child. He always avoided the weekly piano lessons. Knock on the classical piano as a game console.

When Jiang Lie came to his house again, he was extremely insecure. He was very afraid of being alone, and would panic if he couldn't see him at home. He was always attached to him, and he had to sleep with his brother when he slept.

Even if Qianye practiced and played the steady piano like a howling ghost, Jiang Lie could curl up on the small sofa on the balcony of the piano room and fall asleep. When the sound of the piano stopped, he would open his eyes uneasily instead.

Qianye couldn't tell what he was thinking when he saw his eyes, pity, sympathy, heartache, anger, or both.In short, with him around, Qianye would not play the piano so much, and the random and meaningless playing became a soothing nocturne.

Qianye came back to his senses and pushed Jiang Lie: "Get up, go back to the room and sleep."

Jiang Lie slowly opened his eyes, and there was no trace of panic in his dark pupils, only the silent night after the storm.

But when he saw Qianye, his eyes came alive again.

"Brother," he sat up, hugged Qianye into his arms as if seeking comfort, and said in a low voice, "Can I give you a hug?"

Qianye felt that his question was very unconvincing, no matter whether it was good or not, he would embrace it.

Qianye wanted to break free, but Jiang Lie hugged him, not letting him go, begging, "Don't go, just let me hug you for a while."

There was an unbearable sense of fatigue in his voice, Qianye paused, and asked, "Are you tired?"

"Well, tired." Jiang Lie was very frank.

"Holding me can make you not tired?"

"can."

"Then I won't let you hug me." Qianye still broke free from his arm, and said maliciously, "You have caused me so much trouble, I don't want you to feel better, so what should I do?"

Jiang Lie: "..."

As soon as he moved, his waist slipped away from Jiang Lie's hand, which was as thin as his fingers could measure.

Jiang Lie began to regret not bringing in a quilt or coat.

Because it was obvious that Qianye didn't want to see it. Even if he had experienced the storm, he didn't know how to describe the extremely complicated mood at this moment.

Knowing that there is a difference between his younger brother's thoughts about him and seeing it with his own eyes, at least Qianye is more determined to reject the idea at this moment.

Jiang Lie tried to explain: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, I just... like you so much that I can't control it."

Qianye: "..."

This sentence seems familiar.

When Jiang Lie had some kind of physiological reaction for the first time in his adolescence, he was very unfortunate to be caught by his elder brother who came to arrest him. of……"

Qianye calmly returned the quilt to him, and said reassuringly, "It's okay, don't be nervous, this is a normal physiological reaction, boys are like this."

At that time, he thought that Jiang Lie said sorry to him because he was embarrassed to dirty the bed sheets. Looking at it now, the fact may have nothing to do with what he imagined, but it has something to do with himself.

Qianye said quietly: "If you don't speak, I can still pretend that I didn't see it."

Jiang Lie: "I'm afraid you misunderstood."

"Misunderstanding what?"

"I thought it was a normal physiological reaction for me."

It is a pity that Jiang Dong was ruthlessly kicked out of the house less than three hours after entering the house.

Jiang Lie was mentally prepared to be kicked out of the house when he said that sentence, and he is not surprised now, but he is still a little disappointed after all.

He stood in front of the door, bowed his head in silence for a moment, and bent the corner of his lower lip as if there was nothing: "...Stingy."

How would he tell his brother that he had already thought of him thousands of times in his dreams.

Staying up all night had some impact on the recording, Qianye drank a cup of black coffee without sugar before going on stage, but he was still sleepy.

He braced himself up, but the few people sitting with him could still feel his state.

Xu Zhi asked sadly, "Brother Qianye, are you sick?"

Qianye: "No, just a little sleepy."

Zhou Yin has always been able to avoid talking to him without talking to him, and it is the same now, but Xie Jinyan turned his head and looked at him thoughtfully: "No matter how busy you are, you should pay attention to rest."

"Or," Xie Jinyan's tone was a little more cryptic, "Are you so busy that you don't even have time to rest?"

Xu Zhi didn't understand, but Zhou Yin did, his expression didn't change at all, and he even felt a little happy in his heart.

He hates the way Qianye looks at ease, Zhou Yin is happy to see whoever finds a thorn in his side.

Qianye didn't bother to look at him: "Well, we big stars are so busy."

"Really? Can you take me with you next time? I've never seen a big star busy. I want to see it with my own eyes and see the world."

"Sorry, no, you haven't reached the entry threshold."

"What's the threshold?"

Qianye replied casually: "Reder than me."

Xie Jinyan: "..."

After going back and forth like this, Xu Zhi finally understood that what Xie Jinyan said was not a good thing, and couldn't help but give him a white look.

Xie Jinyan pressed his tongue against his cheek, and let out a "tsk".

He likes Qianye's domineering aura, and it's particularly exciting to watch.

Xie Jinyan doesn't like well-behaved ones, he likes prickly ones, but it won't work if he gets pricked all the time, he wants to pull out Qianye's thorns more and more, and train him to be an obedient cat.

Originally docile and boring, it is more fulfilling to tame a tiger into a cat.

The qualifications of the players in the first half can only be said to be mediocre. Qianye didn't see a bright performance, and his sleepiness was not dispelled much.

When it was time for half-time, he couldn't hold it any longer, and didn't want to move, so he lay down on the table and fell asleep.

Xu Zhi: "Brother Qianye, do you want to go back to the lounge to sleep?"

Qianye shook his head, Xu Zhi didn't dare to forcibly pull him up, and went to eat without turning his head.

When Shen Jia came out, she saw him sleeping, she thought about it, and went back to the lounge to get a blanket, so that Qianye would not catch a cold.

The audience also had to go out to eat and go to the bathroom. Even the cameraman and lighting engineer had left, leaving only a few handymen in the field.

Xie Jinyan deliberately procrastinated until the end, seeing that there were no one around, he looked around and walked in front of Qianye silently.

There is a block in front of the instructor's desk, and the camera cannot see it.

The back of the chair is also very wide.

Xie Jinyan turned his back to the camera, bent down, and put his hand under Qianye's table.

"What do you want to do?" His hand was squeezed tightly before he could touch anything.Qianye opened his eyes and looked at him expressionlessly, "Xie Jinyan, are you too courageous?"

Xie Jinyan was not at all flustered by being caught, but instead laughed: "Aren't you asleep?"

Qianye let go of his hand in disgust: "Get lost."

"How about trying with me," Xie Jinyan moved to his ear, "I will definitely make you desire. Immortal. Desire. Death."

There are very few people who are so reckless in front of him. Qianye distanced himself from him, turned his head and was about to say something. hit him."

Xie Jinyan's eyebrows twitched, and just about to stand up, Jiang Lie had already walked in front of him: "What did you say to him just now?"

It seemed like a normal question, but Xie Jinyan was about to break out in a cold sweat: "..."

When the audience returned after eating, they saw that the entrance was blocked, and security guards stood on both sides, prohibiting anyone from entering.

The audience was dissatisfied and puzzled: "What's going on?"

The security guard roughly explained: "Some unexpected situation happened inside, and no one is allowed to enter for the time being."

After a while, the program team came out in a hurry and said quickly: "Everyone, I'm really sorry, because we encountered a force majeure factor, the recording in the afternoon was canceled and rescheduled, and we will make compensation for this."

The audience couldn't believe it: "Huh—?"

"why?"

"We went out for a meal, what happened?"

The program crew also wanted to cry, and she also really wanted to know what happened, why Jiang Lie came here, and beat Xie Jinyan so hard that he couldn't appear on camera.

But there is no way to reveal this, and she can only blur it out: "I'm really sorry!"

Now that everyone has said so, the audience has no choice but to get on the bus that the program crew takes to pick up and drop off the audience early.

In the recording hall, Xie Jinyan's agent was still chattering: "Even if you are an investor, you have no right to hit people for no reason! Regarding the economic losses and mental injuries Mr. Jiang caused to Xie Jinyan, we will definitely find justice through legal means! Mr. Jiang, don’t think that you can do whatever you want with a big family!”

Jiang Lie glanced at him indifferently: "Oh, I'll wait."

The agent became even angrier: "What's your attitude? Can you look down on others if you have money?"

Xie Jinyan rubbed his face: "Okay, enough!"

The manager wanted to say something, but Xie Jinyan directly pulled him away: "Forget it, that's it."

"How can it be calculated?!" The agent lowered his voice, "Do you know how much money he has? If he pays you any money, you won't have to work for five years!"

Xie Jinyan snorted: "You can't win."

"why?"

"My fault," Xie Jinyan took a deep breath, "I tried to do something to Qianye, but it didn't work."

The agent knew his virtues very well, but when he heard this, he still couldn't help shouting: "Are you crazy?!"

Xie Jinyan was very upset: "I just want to mess with him, what can I do?"

The agent looked at him with hellish eyes: "You stop, if you can, I really want to send you to Jiang Lie to beat you up."

Xie Jinyan: "..."

The unexpected situation caught everyone by surprise, and Shen Jia couldn't figure out why Jiang Lie appeared at the scene when he was just going to get a blanket, and even had a fight with Xie Jinyan.

The front desk and the backstage were in a mess, Qianye hid on the sofa and slept on the sofa, Jiang Lie stayed by his side and smoothed his hair.

"I listened to you and beat him for you," Jiang Lie said in a low voice, "don't be angry with me, okay?"

Qianye felt a little itchy, tilted his head to avoid it, and said vaguely, "This is not an example."

"Well," Jiang Lie responded with a smile, "This is not an example."