Liang Yuanxing put the medicine bottle next to the pillow and held it under the quilt, but with his eyes half-opened, he survived the whole night awake.
Rose cufflinks were originally his "medicine", but now they are also invalid.
He obviously rejected him, but Zhao Boli never stopped flirting with him for a moment.
The hand held by the edge of the cliff, the eyes that gazed affectionately, and the lips that spoke softly, were clearly real and hot, but Liang Yuanxing wanted to tell himself that they were all fake.
With Zhao Boli by his side, his mind became even more confused.
We will be recording before dawn.
The alarm clock rang, and he turned it off immediately.Zhao Boli also woke up together, and the first thing he said to him was: "Have you calmed down yet?"
"Not angry."
Liang Yuanxing went to the bathroom to wash and change clothes dully, without saying a word, he was one step ahead of Zhao Boli in getting ready, before he put on his scarf, he picked up his keys and rushed to the door.
The forearm was suddenly held by someone from behind, and the hand that fell on the door still hung down.
"It's not Neptune, I'm serious."
Liang Yuanxing suffered from insomnia all night, and he was so shattered, while the person in front of him who rejected him lied easily.
"If you say something lightly and seriously, do I have to believe it? You have explained everything you said to hurt me before."
"I'm wrong to say that you just lost a relationship."
So I rejected him, and said that I cared about him in a blink of an eye, what does it mean?
Liang Yuanxing tilted his head slightly, his mind was completely disconnected.It seems that the sea water is pouring in and pressing on the eardrums, and the picture in front of me is infinitely elongated.Fortunately, he could still lean against the door, and the cold armrest made him awake for a moment, so as not to faint.
I have been tortured by a relationship so far, do I want to continue?
He couldn't find an answer, only heard his own uncontrollable self-mockery.
"I've figured it out, it's no big deal to lose love. Who hasn't lost love? I'm tired and don't want to play anymore."
Unfortunately, he couldn't see regret and disappointment in Zhao Boli's eyes, but he saw unimaginable surprise gradually revealed in his eyes.
"If you figure it out, you can accept me, right?"
"I figured it out, obviously it means rejection, don't you think your preface is out of line..."
It was dark in front of my eyes, as if I saw snowflakes in an old TV.
With a tight arm, a pair of hands supported his shoulders to support him.
"Did not sleep?"
The body temperature of the other party is always hot, and only oneself is cold.
Liang Yuanxing said with a smile: "I used to be able to sleep well just listening to your singing, but now even if you are around, I can't sleep all night. I can't tell whether you sympathize with me or are sincere, so don't torture me anymore. "
"I'll help you ask for leave."
"How can we release the pigeons of the program group for the five o'clock meeting?"
The more sleepy you are, the more you talk, and the thoughts that have been accumulated for a long time will suddenly pour out in a moment of mental slack, setting off a stormy sea.
"Oh, no, you can release pigeons, but I can't. No matter how hard I try to learn singing, dancing and acting, I will never be able to climb to your height or stand beside you in my whole life."
Liang Yuanxing patted his forehead violently, almost like a slap in the face. After two horrified echoes, Zhao Boli immediately grabbed his wrist.
"Go back to sleep."
Liang Yuanxing shook his head, glanced at a ribbon-like galaxy pattern on the coat rack, and reached out to grab the scarf.
Thinking has stagnated, and actions are all based on instinct.
"It's cold outside."
He spread out the scarf carefully, and raised his head to put it on for Zhao Boli. His consciousness was so vague that he forgot the sense of distance, and he didn't notice that the tips of their noses were about to touch each other.
"Aren't you angry anymore?"
"It's not angry, it's sad. However, sad can't bear to freeze you."
……
On the cable car, Liang Yuanxing couldn't bear to sleep for a few minutes after all, and his vision slowly recovered, but he found himself lying in Zhao Boli's arms, his arms were held by him, and his cheeks were pressed against the outer fabric of the windbreaker, slippery and cold.
The people on the other side of the cable car watched their ambiguous postures and whispered.
The space is too small, and the sound of "tsk tsk" can be heard clearly.
He got up quickly, and found that the person sitting on the other side of him was also looking at him with a smile: "Xiao Liang woke up? I just need to talk to you about something."
"Huh? Director Fang, tell me."
This is a well-known director in the circle, named Fang Yue. 37 At the age of eight, he has a good temperament, gentle and steady, but his eyes keep rolling, as if he has a lot of calculations.
"I've always wanted to discuss cooperation with you, but seeing that you were not in a good mood yesterday, I didn't mention it."
"Cooperation?"
Liang Yuanxing wanted to pull himself together, but Zhao Boli didn't let go of his strength, and before he could sit up straight, he was hooked back by his arms and forced to lie on the opponent's shoulder.
The scene was very embarrassing.
"The cable car takes more than half an hour one way, then sleep."
"...I don't need to sleep in your arms to sleep!"
Liang Yuanxing escaped from Zhao Boli's arms in a flexible and tricky way.
Looking at Fang Yue again, the other party suppressed a smile, but still bowed his head to Zhao Boli cautiously, and asked, "I'm talking to Xiao Liang about cooperation, Director Zhao doesn't mind?"
"You don't need to ask his opinion, really, he's not my manager, so he can't control me."
"It's okay." Zhao Boli pulled him back, "Don't talk anymore, go to sleep."
Liang Yuanxing: "..."
This man was so arrogant because he didn't dare to get angry in front of the camera.
Luckily, Fang Yue helped him out: "Go to sleep, we'll chat at the top of the mountain."
The reality show variety show is still outdoors, and the staff have to prepare the camera positions after each recording session.
Liang Yuanxing asked casually, "What kind of scene does Director Fang want to shoot?"
The more he talked and laughed with Fang, the more ugly Zhao Boli's face became. He stood alone on the side, surrounded by the cold wind and a sense of being abandoned.
Liang Yuanxing remembered that Fang Yue asked Zhao Boli if he would mind, but he didn't answer.
The idea of mischief arose in his heart, and when they were divided into two groups to complete the task, Liang Yuanxing took the initiative to act together with Fang Yue.
Sure enough, when he turned his head, he received Zhao Boli's cold glance.Somehow there is a subtle pleasure, as if revenge.
Where the camera couldn't see, Liang Yuanxing leaned over and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "What? I can only shoot Teacher Zhao's scene?"
Zhao Boli asked him back: "If you want to be a good actor, you have to find a director who is serious about filming."
Fang Yue is obviously not a director who pursues quality, as can be seen from his works.
Liang Yuanxing took a step closer and walked out of the camera's reach, and the two of them isolated the world.
But the closer they got, the stronger their determination to distance themselves.
"Ms. Zhao, I don't really have any lofty ideals. I just came to the entertainment industry after you. I want to be as good as you. But now, I just want to sleep well."
What he didn't say was: If you want to sleep well, you can only forget about you.
"understood."
Zhao Boli didn't know what came to his mind, he stopped following Liang Yuanxing with his eyes, instead he made a long phone call and asked something anxiously.The deep voice was taken away by a gust of cold wind, and it dissipated in the boundless darkness before dawn, and no one could hear it clearly.
Liang Yuanxing thought that he really understood his determination to draw a clear line, a dull pain spread in his chest, he took two steps back against the wind, and stood far away from him.
"Thank you for helping me before, and I will repay you."
Zhao Boli: "Why are you saying this all of a sudden?"
But the intermission was already short, and there was no time for them to speak clearly.
After recording the show, Fang Yue took him to talk about cooperation, and Zhao Boli was not around, so the director completely let go of the chat, beaming with joy, talking freely.
Liang Yuanxing frowned slightly as he thought about what Zhao Boli had said when he approached him about cooperation, "Do you have a script?"
"No, write now."
"Then why did you choose me?"
Fang Yue raised his eyebrows as if he had heard something new: "Isn't this obvious? There are a lot of fans, photogenic, and good acting skills. I can't pick the second one."
"What if the script is written and I don't fit the temperament of the character?"
"As long as the script is passable and the marketing is done well, who cares so much?"
Seeing Liang Yuanxing's silence, Fang Yue sized him up, and then smiled softly: "I remember you were acting with Director Zhao when you debuted?"
"Well, what?"
"After staying with Director Zhao for a long time, it is easy to not know the sufferings of the world. Who can spend money with closed eyes every day in pursuit of quality like him? If he didn't have a rich father, who would buy him?"
Fang Yue spoke vigorously, and suddenly shut up, as if he finally noticed Liang Yuanxing's complexion.
"Director Fang, I've already been discussing cooperation with several dramas, and the schedule will not be open."
"Hey, to tell you the truth, our team really likes you..."
"I don't see your sincerity in talking about cooperation."
"Why no sincerity? The remuneration is easy to negotiate, you and your agent make a price..."
"Before talking about cooperation, you should at least get to know me first? Mr. Zhao is my idol, and I have liked him for many years."
Fang Yue's expression changed drastically, as if he had been struck by lightning.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry Xiaoliang, I was wrong, I stopped talking nonsense, can you listen to me again!!!"
He smiled politely and perfunctorily: "I'm tired today."
Liang Yuanxing always thought that it was because he liked Zhao Boli that he fully accepted his ideals and pursuits.
But in fact, they have similar souls and similar tastes, and they both hate people who fish in troubled waters and shoddy works.
Otherwise, they would not have loved so deeply from the very beginning.
Just when I thought about breaking off from Zhao Boli completely, I realized that he was so special.
Like a Taoyuan Township standing in muddy water.
But the words have been exported, and it is hard to take back the water.
Returning to the room with a tired head, Liang Yuanxing hesitated when he opened the door.His indifference and politeness during the day had already made his attitude clear.Would it be embarrassing to be alone now?
He bit the bullet and went in, only to find that Zhao Boli was holding a small white bottle in his hand and spraying it all over the sheets and pillowcases.
"Mr. Zhao, what are you spraying on my bed sheet...?"
Zhao Boli screwed on the bottle cap, and said solemnly: "From today onwards, I will put you to sleep."
"Didn't I make it very clear during the day? Didn't you also understand?"
"Understood, you want to solve insomnia, and you don't have time to talk about love." Zhao Boli waved to him, "Come, I sent my family to send over the perfume for insomnia, try it."
Liang Yuanxing: "..."
Rose cufflinks were originally his "medicine", but now they are also invalid.
He obviously rejected him, but Zhao Boli never stopped flirting with him for a moment.
The hand held by the edge of the cliff, the eyes that gazed affectionately, and the lips that spoke softly, were clearly real and hot, but Liang Yuanxing wanted to tell himself that they were all fake.
With Zhao Boli by his side, his mind became even more confused.
We will be recording before dawn.
The alarm clock rang, and he turned it off immediately.Zhao Boli also woke up together, and the first thing he said to him was: "Have you calmed down yet?"
"Not angry."
Liang Yuanxing went to the bathroom to wash and change clothes dully, without saying a word, he was one step ahead of Zhao Boli in getting ready, before he put on his scarf, he picked up his keys and rushed to the door.
The forearm was suddenly held by someone from behind, and the hand that fell on the door still hung down.
"It's not Neptune, I'm serious."
Liang Yuanxing suffered from insomnia all night, and he was so shattered, while the person in front of him who rejected him lied easily.
"If you say something lightly and seriously, do I have to believe it? You have explained everything you said to hurt me before."
"I'm wrong to say that you just lost a relationship."
So I rejected him, and said that I cared about him in a blink of an eye, what does it mean?
Liang Yuanxing tilted his head slightly, his mind was completely disconnected.It seems that the sea water is pouring in and pressing on the eardrums, and the picture in front of me is infinitely elongated.Fortunately, he could still lean against the door, and the cold armrest made him awake for a moment, so as not to faint.
I have been tortured by a relationship so far, do I want to continue?
He couldn't find an answer, only heard his own uncontrollable self-mockery.
"I've figured it out, it's no big deal to lose love. Who hasn't lost love? I'm tired and don't want to play anymore."
Unfortunately, he couldn't see regret and disappointment in Zhao Boli's eyes, but he saw unimaginable surprise gradually revealed in his eyes.
"If you figure it out, you can accept me, right?"
"I figured it out, obviously it means rejection, don't you think your preface is out of line..."
It was dark in front of my eyes, as if I saw snowflakes in an old TV.
With a tight arm, a pair of hands supported his shoulders to support him.
"Did not sleep?"
The body temperature of the other party is always hot, and only oneself is cold.
Liang Yuanxing said with a smile: "I used to be able to sleep well just listening to your singing, but now even if you are around, I can't sleep all night. I can't tell whether you sympathize with me or are sincere, so don't torture me anymore. "
"I'll help you ask for leave."
"How can we release the pigeons of the program group for the five o'clock meeting?"
The more sleepy you are, the more you talk, and the thoughts that have been accumulated for a long time will suddenly pour out in a moment of mental slack, setting off a stormy sea.
"Oh, no, you can release pigeons, but I can't. No matter how hard I try to learn singing, dancing and acting, I will never be able to climb to your height or stand beside you in my whole life."
Liang Yuanxing patted his forehead violently, almost like a slap in the face. After two horrified echoes, Zhao Boli immediately grabbed his wrist.
"Go back to sleep."
Liang Yuanxing shook his head, glanced at a ribbon-like galaxy pattern on the coat rack, and reached out to grab the scarf.
Thinking has stagnated, and actions are all based on instinct.
"It's cold outside."
He spread out the scarf carefully, and raised his head to put it on for Zhao Boli. His consciousness was so vague that he forgot the sense of distance, and he didn't notice that the tips of their noses were about to touch each other.
"Aren't you angry anymore?"
"It's not angry, it's sad. However, sad can't bear to freeze you."
……
On the cable car, Liang Yuanxing couldn't bear to sleep for a few minutes after all, and his vision slowly recovered, but he found himself lying in Zhao Boli's arms, his arms were held by him, and his cheeks were pressed against the outer fabric of the windbreaker, slippery and cold.
The people on the other side of the cable car watched their ambiguous postures and whispered.
The space is too small, and the sound of "tsk tsk" can be heard clearly.
He got up quickly, and found that the person sitting on the other side of him was also looking at him with a smile: "Xiao Liang woke up? I just need to talk to you about something."
"Huh? Director Fang, tell me."
This is a well-known director in the circle, named Fang Yue. 37 At the age of eight, he has a good temperament, gentle and steady, but his eyes keep rolling, as if he has a lot of calculations.
"I've always wanted to discuss cooperation with you, but seeing that you were not in a good mood yesterday, I didn't mention it."
"Cooperation?"
Liang Yuanxing wanted to pull himself together, but Zhao Boli didn't let go of his strength, and before he could sit up straight, he was hooked back by his arms and forced to lie on the opponent's shoulder.
The scene was very embarrassing.
"The cable car takes more than half an hour one way, then sleep."
"...I don't need to sleep in your arms to sleep!"
Liang Yuanxing escaped from Zhao Boli's arms in a flexible and tricky way.
Looking at Fang Yue again, the other party suppressed a smile, but still bowed his head to Zhao Boli cautiously, and asked, "I'm talking to Xiao Liang about cooperation, Director Zhao doesn't mind?"
"You don't need to ask his opinion, really, he's not my manager, so he can't control me."
"It's okay." Zhao Boli pulled him back, "Don't talk anymore, go to sleep."
Liang Yuanxing: "..."
This man was so arrogant because he didn't dare to get angry in front of the camera.
Luckily, Fang Yue helped him out: "Go to sleep, we'll chat at the top of the mountain."
The reality show variety show is still outdoors, and the staff have to prepare the camera positions after each recording session.
Liang Yuanxing asked casually, "What kind of scene does Director Fang want to shoot?"
The more he talked and laughed with Fang, the more ugly Zhao Boli's face became. He stood alone on the side, surrounded by the cold wind and a sense of being abandoned.
Liang Yuanxing remembered that Fang Yue asked Zhao Boli if he would mind, but he didn't answer.
The idea of mischief arose in his heart, and when they were divided into two groups to complete the task, Liang Yuanxing took the initiative to act together with Fang Yue.
Sure enough, when he turned his head, he received Zhao Boli's cold glance.Somehow there is a subtle pleasure, as if revenge.
Where the camera couldn't see, Liang Yuanxing leaned over and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "What? I can only shoot Teacher Zhao's scene?"
Zhao Boli asked him back: "If you want to be a good actor, you have to find a director who is serious about filming."
Fang Yue is obviously not a director who pursues quality, as can be seen from his works.
Liang Yuanxing took a step closer and walked out of the camera's reach, and the two of them isolated the world.
But the closer they got, the stronger their determination to distance themselves.
"Ms. Zhao, I don't really have any lofty ideals. I just came to the entertainment industry after you. I want to be as good as you. But now, I just want to sleep well."
What he didn't say was: If you want to sleep well, you can only forget about you.
"understood."
Zhao Boli didn't know what came to his mind, he stopped following Liang Yuanxing with his eyes, instead he made a long phone call and asked something anxiously.The deep voice was taken away by a gust of cold wind, and it dissipated in the boundless darkness before dawn, and no one could hear it clearly.
Liang Yuanxing thought that he really understood his determination to draw a clear line, a dull pain spread in his chest, he took two steps back against the wind, and stood far away from him.
"Thank you for helping me before, and I will repay you."
Zhao Boli: "Why are you saying this all of a sudden?"
But the intermission was already short, and there was no time for them to speak clearly.
After recording the show, Fang Yue took him to talk about cooperation, and Zhao Boli was not around, so the director completely let go of the chat, beaming with joy, talking freely.
Liang Yuanxing frowned slightly as he thought about what Zhao Boli had said when he approached him about cooperation, "Do you have a script?"
"No, write now."
"Then why did you choose me?"
Fang Yue raised his eyebrows as if he had heard something new: "Isn't this obvious? There are a lot of fans, photogenic, and good acting skills. I can't pick the second one."
"What if the script is written and I don't fit the temperament of the character?"
"As long as the script is passable and the marketing is done well, who cares so much?"
Seeing Liang Yuanxing's silence, Fang Yue sized him up, and then smiled softly: "I remember you were acting with Director Zhao when you debuted?"
"Well, what?"
"After staying with Director Zhao for a long time, it is easy to not know the sufferings of the world. Who can spend money with closed eyes every day in pursuit of quality like him? If he didn't have a rich father, who would buy him?"
Fang Yue spoke vigorously, and suddenly shut up, as if he finally noticed Liang Yuanxing's complexion.
"Director Fang, I've already been discussing cooperation with several dramas, and the schedule will not be open."
"Hey, to tell you the truth, our team really likes you..."
"I don't see your sincerity in talking about cooperation."
"Why no sincerity? The remuneration is easy to negotiate, you and your agent make a price..."
"Before talking about cooperation, you should at least get to know me first? Mr. Zhao is my idol, and I have liked him for many years."
Fang Yue's expression changed drastically, as if he had been struck by lightning.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry Xiaoliang, I was wrong, I stopped talking nonsense, can you listen to me again!!!"
He smiled politely and perfunctorily: "I'm tired today."
Liang Yuanxing always thought that it was because he liked Zhao Boli that he fully accepted his ideals and pursuits.
But in fact, they have similar souls and similar tastes, and they both hate people who fish in troubled waters and shoddy works.
Otherwise, they would not have loved so deeply from the very beginning.
Just when I thought about breaking off from Zhao Boli completely, I realized that he was so special.
Like a Taoyuan Township standing in muddy water.
But the words have been exported, and it is hard to take back the water.
Returning to the room with a tired head, Liang Yuanxing hesitated when he opened the door.His indifference and politeness during the day had already made his attitude clear.Would it be embarrassing to be alone now?
He bit the bullet and went in, only to find that Zhao Boli was holding a small white bottle in his hand and spraying it all over the sheets and pillowcases.
"Mr. Zhao, what are you spraying on my bed sheet...?"
Zhao Boli screwed on the bottle cap, and said solemnly: "From today onwards, I will put you to sleep."
"Didn't I make it very clear during the day? Didn't you also understand?"
"Understood, you want to solve insomnia, and you don't have time to talk about love." Zhao Boli waved to him, "Come, I sent my family to send over the perfume for insomnia, try it."
Liang Yuanxing: "..."
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