After being forced to do business with my ex-boyfriend, I became popular

Jiang Ruan was stunned and could not speak. He pretended not to hear, and went to the dressing room first with his head down. There were no footsteps behind him, so Xie Shiyu probably didn't follow.

His fingertips were itching so badly that he lit a cigarette on the way to the parking lot after leaving the set.

"Brother Ruan, when will we come tomorrow? The manager said that the rented ice rink will open at 06:30 in the morning." Xu Xiaozhou caught up with the notice and also carried a cardboard box, "Oh, yes, thank you just now. The teacher's assistant, who seems to be called Xu Jing, sent this over, would you like to take a look?"

"What?" Jiang Ruan asked vaguely, sipping on a cigarette.

"Shoes?" Xu Jing put it down and left. Jiang Ruan was not there, and Xu Xiaozhou didn't dare to move, "It looks like it."

After getting into the car, Jiang Ruan opened the box, only to find that it was really a pair of skates.

"It's too timely!" Xu Xiaozhou was surprised. "It just so happens that there are several ice shows starting tomorrow. There are no sports shops nearby, and online shopping is too late. We only have this car, and I can't make it. I still want to take advantage of your filming. Drive back to the city to buy it."

When filming, Jiang Ruan had to wear prop shoes prepared by the crew.

In order to fit the role, it is exactly the kind of rented ice skates for an hour and fifteen in the open-air ice rink. After practicing for a long time, my feet are covered with blisters.

Jiang Ruan became even more silent.

He saw Xie Shiyu's Mercedes not far away through the car window, and he didn't intend to leave yet, so he said to Xu Xiaozhou, "Drive first, and hurry back to the hotel."

[Jiang Ruan]: Thank you.

He hesitated and sent Xie Shiyu a message.

Unexpectedly, the other side returned in seconds.

[Xie Shiyu]: No need.

"..." Jiang Ruan felt that if he didn't chat this day, he would have died.

[Jiang Ruan]: Thank you again, the crew will prepare props, shall I transfer the money to you?

Jiang Ruan searched the price of the pair of shoes on the Internet, but she was not sure, so she made up the whole amount and transferred [-].

Xie Shiyu confiscated it and ignored him.

In the car.

"Did you hear what I was talking to you?" Zhang Shu sat in the passenger seat, frowned and looked back at Xie Shiyu, "Who are you chatting with?"

"No one." Xie Shiyu lowered the corners of his mouth and hid his smile.

"Arrange a two-person live broadcast for you and Jiang Ruan at the end of the month? Or do you have any other ideas?" Zhang Shu asked him.

"What are you doing? Fire CP?" Xie Shiyu asked back.

"Otherwise?" Zhang Shu almost didn't hold back, and wanted to scold people, "Even if you don't deliberately speculate on CP, the show has already started, so it has to be open, right? What do you two mean? You can't catch people when you get off the set. If you want to shoot It takes a lot of effort to make a tidbit. I see that Jiang Ruan is very cooperative, what do you think?"

"Brother." Xie Shiyu called him lazily.

"what?"

"Go check your eyesight when you have time."

"..."

"It should be that he doesn't want to do business with me. You might as well ask him what he thinks."

Zhang Shu believes that he is a ghost.

As a result, when I went to the set the next day, I realized that Jiang Ruan seemed to be really avoiding Xie Shiyu. Even if he had lunch at noon and moved to eat with Cen Liu or the crew, he would not go near Xie Shiyu.

The background of "Repeaters" is in a large province of figure skating. Many schools will arrange skating lessons. If the conditions are good, they will rent indoor venues. If the conditions are relatively average, they will rent outdoor ice rinks.Mainly after winter, the temperature drops sharply and the river freezes. Every year, people set up stalls to rent out venues and skates.

Zhong Xun's school is indoors in spring, summer and autumn, and outdoors in winter.

It's not winter yet.

"Free activities after disbanding later! Be careful of bumps!" The physical education teacher blew his whistle.

Jiang Ruan and Cen Liu went skating.

"Zhong Xun, are you too stupid?" Cen Liu laughed at him, "Don't lower your head, look ahead, will you be able to slide a straight line?"

Jiang Ruan felt ashamed, "I know!"

He practiced privately for several days, and felt that he was already good at skating. He knew that Xie Shiyu was a figure skater, and thought that if he skated well enough, Xie Shiyu would not take the initiative to look at him more?

As a result, he fell as soon as he stepped on the ice.

And Xie Shiyu didn't give him any glances at all, even after changing his shoes, he just stood on the edge of the ice rink, without any intention of skating.

"What are you looking at here?" Jiang Ruan sneaked around behind him.

Xie Shiyu was frightened by him and frowned.

Jiang Ruan thought he was really boring.

In the morning, Wu Yulan heard that they had skating lessons, so she grabbed Xie Shiyu and told Wan Wan, "Remember to show the teacher your medical records and medical certificates, don't go on the skating, if you can't go, stay at school and read, do you hear me? ?”

"Okay." Xie Shiyu nodded.

"Are you so fucking obedient?" Jiang Ruan lay on his back and pinched his earlobe, "You won't skate if she won't let you?"

Xie Shiyu completely ignored him.

Jiang Ruan was used to seeing his cold face, but she was still very upset.

Especially when he chased Xie Shiyu for so long like a grandson, not only did the other party not respond at all, even looking at him every day was like watching a psychopath.

Jiang Ruan deliberately provoked, stood behind Xie Shiyu, and while he was not paying attention, pushed him onto the ice.

"..." Xie Shiyu was embarrassed for a moment, and then subconsciously stood firm. He had practiced figure skating for 13 years, and the ice rink was engraved in his bones, and his memory was awakened instantly.

Jiang Ruan immediately wanted to laugh at him.

But before he could say anything, he noticed that Xie Shiyu's face was pale, his hands were clenched into fists, and he was shaking violently.

"You..." Jiang Ruan froze.

Xie Shiyu was covered in cold sweat, and stood there for a few minutes before moving away stiffly.

Jiang Ruan knew that he had caused trouble, but he was stubborn and didn't want to admit it, so he said awkwardly: "What's the matter, you, PTSD? Post-traumatic disorder?"

After filming the scene, Jiang Ruan didn't leave, but stayed on the ice rink to practice.

Chu Tingdong was injured and had a psychological shadow on the ice rink. Xie Shiyu actually didn't have many skating scenes, and they were mainly professional moves, which required a substitute to complete.

On the contrary, Jiang Ruan has a lot of skating clips.

"Jiang Ruan, Teacher Xie just has time, let Teacher Xie teach you?" Zhang Shu said.

"..." Jiang Ruan wanted to refuse.

But apparently no one gave him the chance to say no.

"It's okay." Jiang Ruan sat on the skating chair and changed his shoes, pursed his lower lip, and looked up at Xie Shiyu, "Don't worry, I'll just skate for a while."

It is said that figure skating is ballet on ice.

Jiang Ruan used to think that he should be good at skating, but he didn't expect that he didn't have this talent at all. The physical education class in high school every winter was a disaster. He always hid on the edge of the ice rink and practiced secretly by himself. Up to now, he can barely skate. It's too embarrassing to be watched by Xie Shiyu.

"Why are you so thin-skinned?" Xie Shiyu couldn't hold back, and raised his hand to rub his hair.

The warm fingertips accidentally rubbed against the skin, and Jiang Ruan's ears turned red instantly.

"It's not as good as your talent." He whispered.

Xie Shiyu laughed softly when he heard it.

Xie Shiyu didn't leave, and Jiang Ruan couldn't chase him away, so he could only let him stand by, get up and concentrate on listening to the figure skating teacher invited by the crew.

"Mr. Jiang is still too nervous," the figure skating teacher said with a smile. "Relax your shoulders and back, otherwise your movements will not be smooth, you will get tired easily, and you may get injured."

Jiang Ruan nodded quickly.

But having said that, he was still nervous when he really went skating.

Xie Shiyu was just listening in, but he was much better at skating than him, and his speed was still very fast.

It seems that Xie Shiyu is good at all speed-related sports.

"Are you going to drive a professional racing car in the future?" Jiang Ruan and Xie Shiyu went to the racing club, and everything they saw was particularly novel, so they came back and asked him.

"No." Xie Shiyu held his hand.

For a while, Jiang Ruan didn't understand what he wanted to do.

He has seen Xie Shiyu's racing driver's license and knows that he has lived abroad for several years, including Xie Shiyu's circle of friends. The few ones are also all kinds of cross-country events.

It's a completely different world.

Jiang Ruan couldn't even leave Yanning City, and he couldn't even go every time the school organized camping activities.

After the death of his parents, there was only a sick old man left in the family. He couldn't bear the shock of losing his son in his later years. He was worried all day long that something would happen to Jiang Ruan. Take care of him.

Even if you are making up lessons at school, if you come home a few minutes late, you will call the class teacher impatiently.

Jiang Ruan could completely understand them, and suddenly realized that he no longer had any more choices.

I can only bury my head in reading.

There is only a pot of medicine and a book of questions left in front of me.

Everything he does is contrary to nature and instinct, but he is beyond his control, trying to seek derailment in all extreme laws.

late at night.

He was trembling with pain from Xie Shiyu, and couldn't help but crawl into his arms, his eyelashes and cheeks wet with tears.

Xie Shiyu pressed his shoulders tightly, bowed his head and kissed him.

"You lied to me again." Jiang Ruan said sullenly.

Xie Shiyu hugged him sideways, ran his fingers through his slightly wet black hair, and pressed the person towards him, his heart was unbelievably soft, but he smiled erratically, "Aren't you easy to deceive? Good student, so easy to be fooled? I If you said to stay overnight, you didn't ask any more questions."

Jiang Ruan didn't really want to talk to him.

Lie down and play with your phone.

"It was all taken abroad by my grandfather." Xie Shiyu watched him look through his photo album, propped himself up, and told him.

"What about this?" Jiang Ruan suddenly turned to a video.

It was an extremely violent thunderstorm, arcing cumulonimbus clouds surged in, and in an instant, the black clouds overwhelmed the top. Countless bright blue-purple lightning flashed across the sky, piercing the skyscrapers in the distance, and the street lights flickered under the violent wind and rain Indefinitely, the whole city was in darkness, trembling with the torrential rain under the camera.

It's like a special effects scene from a movie.

"I took it last summer." Xie Shiyu said while holding his hand.

Jiang Ruan was startled, and played it back again.

"Didn't you ask me what I want to do?" Xie Shiyu lowered his head and kissed his white and cold fingertips, and it was the first time he mentioned this idea to others, "I want to be a storm photographer."

Words seem very pale, unable to describe the thrilling beauty.

Jiang Ruan said: "Very good, then will you take photos or videos in the future and send them to me?"

"It's all for you." Xie Shiyu interlocked his fingers, "You can do whatever you want."

"Liar," Jiang Ruan said in a low voice in disbelief, "I told you to be gentle, but you didn't listen to me."

"Definitely next time." Xie Shiyu laughed, and slyly leaned over to kiss him.

When Xie Shiyu was about to fall asleep, Jiang Ruan secretly took out his mobile phone and searched for extreme weather photographers, also known as "storm chasers", a crazy and dangerous profession. He clicked on a few videos at random, From the beginning to the end, the heart pounded and accelerated violently as the storm raged.

Jiang Ruan occasionally felt that his relationship with Xie Shiyu was like a dream.

And it is a magnificent and unattainable dream.

Xie Shiyu thought Jiang Ruan would ask him a few more questions, but Jiang Ruan didn't mention it again, and he gradually forgot.

Until his birthday a few months later.

"I put the gift on the desk." Jiang Ruan told him, "I still have to make up lessons, so you go to my house first."

"What a good thing?" Xie Shiyu put his arms around his shoulders, and refused to let him go. Like a hooligan, he cornered him and insisted on kissing him.

Jiang Ruan was worried, afraid that someone would see him, and he was reluctant to push hard, so his face flushed red.

In the end, Xie Shiyu's conscience realized that he let go first.

Xie Shiyu went to Jiang Ruan's house.

He thought that Jiang Ruan might give him sneakers or something, after all, gifts for boys are just that, and he doesn't wear a watch or play games.

The result is not.

There is a storm bottle on the desk very upright, the liquid is ice blue, and the precipitated crystals are suspended at the bottom of the bottle, like countless fine snow and crushed ice.It took Jiang Ruan three months and more than a dozen repeated attempts to purify the most transparent and beautiful color. The English word "Storm Glass" of the storm bottle is engraved on the side of the bottle.

Xie Shiyu looked down for a while, and the corners of his mouth curved out extremely quickly.

There was still a sticky note under the storm bottle, Xie Shiyu gently picked up the storm bottle, pulled out the sticky note, but froze in place.

Jiang Ruan was torn between whether to write or not.

I tore a lot of sheets along the way.

Before Xie Shiyu came to look for him, he hadn't made up his mind yet, his ears were burning hot, and his chain bones were all crimson, as if he had severe allergies.

Hearing Xie Shiyu's knock on the door, he didn't have time to destroy the corpse again, so he became cruel and left the paper with trembling handwriting.

"You chase the storm, I chase you."