salt by salt

White lies exist in this world, so I'm not a complete jerk.

I just don't want to hurt Song Cheng...he is so nice, I don't want his warm eyes to lose their warmth because of me.So I chose a roundabout way, because I couldn't afford to confess the lie once and decided to reveal the truth slowly.

I don't want to lose anything that belongs to me.

In the long run, I will definitely find the right opportunity for him to accept the real me step by step.After a while, when the turmoil in the Xu family is over, and when Yang Chen is of no use to me, I will get rid of him and stay with Song Cheng in an open and honest manner.Without anyone's shadow, I could pull away from the Xu family and him and start over anywhere—this time as my true self.

As long as Song Cheng is wronged for a while longer, we will have a bright future.

I finally let myself imagine a future with him.

Lao Luo sent me a message and asked me: Are you finished?

Song Cheng went out to ask for a hot towel for me, and I took the opportunity to answer him: Well, he knows.

Lao Luo: Is there any problem?Let me say a few words for you.

I typed like flying with ten fingers: No, I have already explained it clearly to him.

Lao Luo: That's good.I still have something to do here, you go back first, don't wait for me.

Song Cheng came in with a towel, and I put down my phone naturally, and he bent down gently to wipe away my dry tears: "I asked the girl at the counter for some face cream, you will put it on later, or you will blow it off." The face hurts."

"Okay." I held his warm hand and held back my apologetic promise, "There will be no secrets between us in the future."

Song Cheng put down the towel, focused on applying the cream I was about to come, and said in a gentle tone, "Even between parents and children, there are many things that they don't know about each other, let alone couples. My mother told me that if you want everything If you control it, the other person will feel suffocated because you hold it too tightly. So it’s okay if you don’t want to tell me something occasionally, sometimes accepting the silence of your lover is also a kind of tenderness, okay?”

"But it's better to discuss with me about such a big matter as you said today. Otherwise, I will feel that you don't want to rely on me, which makes me very sad."

Song Cheng kissed me on the lips, and stared at me intently and tenderly, "Lao Luo also knows why we let us play this confession game, right? Don't let me be the last one to know next time, okay? I want to be the first person to know about anything about you."

I rubbed his palm and said softly, "Okay."

Lao Luo had already settled the bill, and the two of us happened to catch a bus back to Song Cheng's house after we left.There was no one in the car, Song Cheng and I sat in the last few rows near the window, and the dim light came in from the window.He took my hand and whispered in my ear, "Actually..."

"Ok?"

"You're so cute when you cry." His hot breath tickled my ears, "Like a child."

"Huh?" I leaned against him, finding a comfortable position and preparing to sleep through the more than an hour's drive, "It's not like that."

"Although it's cute, I don't want to see you cry. On the one hand, if your eyes are swollen from crying, our Jun Yan will not look good, on the other hand, I will be super heartbroken."

Song Cheng stretched out his arms to embrace me, with a soft smile in his voice, "Let's stay today for today's unhappiness, tomorrow is a new day."

Being held in his arms gave me a sense of security. Fortunately, there was no one in the car, and I was wearing a lot of clothes now, so we sat in the corner without being noticed.When I was drowsy, I still talked to him casually: "You didn't spend time with your friends today. Tomorrow I happen to be free. Call him and let's hang out together?"

"...No, he will leave tomorrow morning. How about the two of us watching movies at home tomorrow? I plan to watch more movies recently to observe their acting skills."

"Okay, I can do it. It's really hard for your friend to come for a day. What time is the car in the morning? It's also good to see him off." I yawned, "Is it a buddy from the past?"

"An ordinary classmate who passed by City B on a business trip, just dropped by to take a look." Song Cheng patted my head, "Go to sleep, I see you're sleepy."

The bus staggered forward, I leaned into his arms and closed my eyes, letting myself be swept away by sleepiness with peace of mind.

If only this moment could last forever.

The weekend is pretty fun, especially since Yang Chen is not here, I don't have to be shrouded in the shadow of being discovered by him.Song Cheng has a small notebook, which is dedicated to recording his opinions on acting skills, and he also bought scripts of many famous movies to play with me.I'm not a professional actor, but it's more than enough to be his partner in front of the script book.

Song Cheng is serious about everything, I can see that he is trying to put himself in each character's situation.He's not playing someone, he's trying to be the character.Although his acting skills seem a little naive and immature now, I believe that as long as he is given time, he will eventually become a very good actor, and maybe even a very good star.

The time with Song Cheng is a rare relaxing time for me.Even so, I had to go back this evening - Andre's news bombardment was too much for me to ignore.I still remembered what I had promised him, so I declined Song Cheng's request to let me stay, saying that I had just returned to work and had a lot to learn.

Although he was disappointed, he still encouraged me with a smile: "Come on! Jun Yan is smart and hardworking, and he will definitely do well."

The words are obviously the same, but when they come out of Song Cheng's mouth, they are very convincing.He was wearing an off-white sweater loosely, and stood barefoot on the floor. As if he suddenly remembered something, he hurriedly opened the refrigerator to get me the snacks he made: "You take these back home, and eat one when you are hungry at work." , don’t be hungry, remember to eat on time..."

"Song Cheng."

I hugged him from behind, buried my face on his shoulder, and restrained the complex emotions surging in my heart.

"What's the matter?" He turned around and hugged me helplessly, "Don't want to go back? I told you to rest here at night, but you don't want to."

Such a good man, how can I, Xu Junyan and He De, have him.

"It's nothing." I looked up at him and said, "I just suddenly thought you were super-cool."

Song Cheng smiled with crooked brows and eyes, and kissed the corner of my mouth: "Aren't I always super cool? I can go from the living room to the kitchen, hehe."

Since you let me own it, don't expect me to take the initiative to let it go.In front of him no matter what, I must maintain a pure and clean side, because this is my responsibility as a "jun Yan".As for Xu Junyan, anyway, this identity has done all kinds of shameless things, and it doesn't matter if he degenerates a little deeper.

Even if I know... It's useless to draw a clear boundary, unless I can really separate myself into two completely different people.

My reason is clamoring in my mind: Admit it, you are selfish and cowardly, trying to escape reality in this way——

"Of course." I laughed with him and murmured softly, "I love you so much, what should I do?"

Andre was sitting on the couch when I got back.I didn't take the key from him, and he had already sent me a text message telling me to wait for me at home.I changed my shoes and went in, but the light was not on.He was sitting in the middle of the dim living room, wearing only a shirt, his figure looked a bit lonely.

"Why don't you turn on the light?" I pressed the switch, and Andre's lips were reddish, and his blue eyes were fixed on me.I knotted my scarf and put it on the coat rack. "What are you doing sitting there? It's scary."

"Where did you go?" His voice was cold, like the cold wind outside, easily making me shiver, "Isn't that man on a business trip today?"

"What's your tone, you?" The way back was very busy, I sat dizzy in the taxi, and suddenly frowned with some displeasure, "Do I need to report to you when I go out? And how do you know that Yang Chen is on a business trip? "

"There are others, right?" He persistently asked, "Besides the man surnamed Yang, you have other lovers, right?"

I whispered in embarrassment: "Andre, don't talk nonsense! This is not your business... What are you going to do?"

"I'm here to give you a gift." Andre stood up expressionlessly, and he took out something like an oil painting from behind the sofa. The content was tightly covered by dark satin, and I could only see Frame it in the shape of a picture frame.His eyes suddenly softened, and a smile appeared on his face, "Brother, I specially prepared it for you."

It's a smile so familiar, it's the way that angelic boy smiled at me when I first met Andre when I was eight years old.

I suddenly thought of a bad possibility, and took a step back: "No—"

"How beautiful." He tore off the covering cloth, and the back of the central figure against the deep red background of the photo was dazzlingly white.Andre's slender fingers landed on me in the photo, touching me almost tenderly, making my back numb.He whispered, "It cost me 50 yuan, I have to see if it's a good deal. The name of this work is very interesting, do you know what it is called?"

I have never wanted to escape from this once warm house so much, but Andre just glanced at me lightly: "If my brother leaves now, I can't promise what I will do. Maybe I am too sad because of my brother's abandonment, How about sending this photo and the man's information directly to Mr. Yang?"

"Brother, I won't hurt you, don't be afraid." Andre's Chinese is getting better and better, so that I can hear the meaningful tone from his words. He licked his rose-colored lips, "You Don’t you want to know the name of the work you participated in?”

"What are you going to do? Andre, if you still think I'm your brother, we'd better calm down and talk." I swallowed, "I admit that I've neglected you a little bit these days, but I'm busy with work , you know that too. I didn't mean to..."

He folded his arms and interrupted me: "Take off your clothes."

I couldn't believe my ears: "What?"

"I said, brother, please take off your clothes and crawl over here." He casually put the photo on the coffee table, sat down lazily on the sofa, and suddenly raised his head and smiled beautifully at me who was standing in front of him.He said word by word, "Didn't my brother say that he would compensate me? Then do as I say until I am happy."

Sweet, jovial, childish, mischievous.

The blond devil smiles.