Same-sex marriage legalized

Mr. Wei and I went back to the hotel room.

Turn on the light and close the door.

The curtains in the hotel room were open, presumably Mr. Wei opened them.

I walked over and wanted to close the curtains, but when I stood in front of the French windows on the [-]th floor, I suddenly wanted to quietly watch the scenery outside the window.After the night falls, the city is brightly lit. At a glance, it is a scene of endless traffic. Countless flowing and flickering light spots are connected into colorful lines, and small people who cannot see their faces are shuttling on the road.

Everyone looks extremely busy.

Mr. Wei came up behind me and hugged me from behind.

In a short while, my breath was filled with the scent of his men's perfume, which obviously smelled very light, but it was extremely strong, enveloping the hot and dry temperature of his body, slowly enveloping me.

Airtight.

He was close to me, and I could feel an unspeakable desire-desire taking root.It is the desire for aggression that is well-ripe, infinite indulgence expands from the heart, longing for collision and entanglement, and smashing the air into a sticky fragrance.

But Mr. Wei didn't move further, he didn't even kiss me.

I asked him, "Do you want to stay tomorrow?"

"Yeah." Mr. Wei nodded, "Go back to Beicheng with you the day after tomorrow."

Director Chen's plan is to participate in the program tomorrow and return to Beicheng the morning after tomorrow.Because the talk show is expected to be filmed until eleven or twelve in the evening, if there is no urgent matter, it is better to leave the next day.

In Director Chen's words - Chinese New Year is coming soon, don't wear yourself down because of running back and forth.

I was really fine, and Mr. Wei was too busy to see anyone a few days ago, so I didn't have to stay at home, so I chose to return the next morning.

Speaking of which, for Mr. Wei and me, New Year's Eve is not a day for reunion and celebration.Looking back on the past years, he and I have never spared time for this day, and we met specially.

His arrival was really unexpected.

Mr. Wei's arm is around my waist, and the beads on his wrist are protruding from the cuff of his suit. Some of the beads are extremely round, and it looks like it has passed through time.In the past, I only knew that Mr. Wei often wore this string of chinan incense, but I didn't observe it carefully, because it seemed impolite.

Therefore, I have the impression that the beads are no different.

Now, if you take a closer look, you will find that the beads are somewhat different in detail.

I raised my hand to put it on it, imitating Mr. Wei, turning the beads gently, trying to find the reason why he often does this.

He didn't stop him, he let me move.

After a long time, Mr. Wei opened his lips with a contented smile and asked, "Is it fun?"

I turned my head, met his gaze, and shook my head frankly.

I still don't understand his fun.

Mr. Wei: "..."

He seemed to have a lot to say, but I blocked them all, and there was some aggrieved look in his eyes, which made me laugh out loud.

Good luck, He Zhi.

Dare to tease the gold master.

Maybe it's because I think of spring?

I straightened my expression and asked him, "What is Mr. Wei's hobby of playing with beads?"

Hearing this, he turned the beads in my hand and told me: "Looking happy."

"Happy?"

"Hmm." Mr. Wei didn't say much, and asked me instead, "Are you busy today? You haven't responded to my messages."

Hearing his inquiry, I remembered that I had sent him a message before leaving for the airport.He was probably too busy at the time and didn't reply. Later, my mobile phone was kept with Xiao Dai, and I didn't make time to read the news.

"Sorry, I haven't had time to watch it yet."

Xiao Dai put my mobile phone on the table in the room, not far from the window, and I can see it when I turn my head.But Mr. Wei didn't let go of his hand and let me get the phone.

"It's all right," he said, "I'll see you later."

I nodded.

Mr. Wei is here, so there is no need to reply to the message.

But after a while, he suddenly said again: "Actually, I sent you a few emoticons."

I didn't realize it for a while: "What emoticon pack?"

"I found it on the Internet." He roughly described, "Cats, rabbits, pigs, etc., look happy."

Maybe it's my lack of imagination, just listening to Mr. Wei's explanation, I really can't imagine what the picture looks like.However, in contrast, I am actually more curious about why he suddenly sent me these.

Before I could ask, he opened his lips and said, "You asked me if I was busy today, and even sent me a smiley emoji. Why? Normally you wouldn't send such a message."

In an instant, I also understood the meaning of the picture he sent - it turned out to be a courtesy.

The chat records between the two of us are very monotonous, and one day we suddenly sent a message that was different from simple text, which made both of us feel that it was unusual, and guessed whether the other party had a reason for it.

"Brother Jian told me about Hu Zeliang today, sorry to trouble Mr. Wei, I want to thank you for asking if you are busy." I explained to him, "As for the emoji, I heard that adding them will make the other person appear sincere and let the other party Feel good."

Now it seems that Mr. Wei may not be in a happy mood, but he must have doubts.

He asked seriously, "Is that all?"

Hearing this, I thought I had missed something, carefully recalled it for a moment, and made sure there was nothing else.

So I hesitated and asked, "Mr. Wei?"

"I thought it was because—" Mr. Wei drooped his eyes and lowered his eyelashes, "I haven't seen you in the past few days, but you actually... miss me a little bit."

I:"……"

"I wanted to come over tomorrow." He paused and continued, "Actually, I miss you."

I am silent.

Mr. Wei's words were very clear, so clear that I thought there was something wrong with my understanding, and it also made me have some inexplicable doubts in my heart.

—He came to see me.

But why.

I said, "I often think of Mr. Wei too."

His tone was no longer lost in an instant, and there was an obvious joy in the end.

"Really?"

"real."

I often think about it.

----

Mr. Wei and I hugged and fell asleep.

The next day, after breakfast, Mr. Wei was working in the small study in the hotel suite, and Xiao Dai came to help me record the latest weight.

This is at the request of Brother Jian.

After a period of diet control, my weight dropped steadily, and the layer of muscles I had exercised became softer.It's a little closer to Director Zhang's request. Even if you look at it directly, you can see that the figure is a little thinner and thinner than before.

"Today is also up to the standard." Xiao Dai wrote down the numbers and said, "Hey, the Lord is too ambitious, I am under a lot of pressure."

I laughed at her: "Why are you so stressed?"

Xiaodai cried and said, "I don't deserve to be your fan! I keep losing weight and getting fatter!"

"You're fine and healthy." I said, "There's no need to lose weight."

"Brother Zhizhi also thinks I'm fine like this? I'll just say it! But my mother insisted that I gained weight after working, so let me take a good look at myself..."

Xiao Dai murmured and complained halfway through, and fell silent for an instant.

I turned around, and sure enough I saw Mr. Wei coming out of the small study.

He said, "Are you ready to go?"

"Mr. Wei going together?"

I will go to the TV station in a while, do makeup, check the script, go through the process, and then start the official program recording.I often record talk shows and interviews, but this is the first time in front of Mr. Wei.

Likewise, he hadn't seen much of me acting.

Mr. Wei nodded: "Yes."

"Aren't you going to delay work?"

"No, important things have been dealt with in advance."