After reuniting with the giant bamboo horse, I became popular [entertainment circle]

In the past few days, Li Huai was participating in activities in other places, and found that He Xijing's calls suddenly increased a lot.

In fact, I didn't say too much, just hung up after a few words in a hurry, but called again after a while.

Lan Xiaoli laughed at the side: "Your family is probably not a primary school student who just left his mother!"

Li Huai couldn't help laughing, laughed for a while, and then was taken aback.

Then, he took the initiative to call He Xijing when he was free.

The call was connected immediately, as if it had been waiting there.

After a while, the other side said awkwardly: "Why did you suddenly think of calling me?"

Li Huai smiled softly: "Because I miss you."

There was no sound for a long time, only the sound of silent breathing, and after a long time, there was a muffled laughter.

After that, Li Huai rested for a week, and the two of them had a very shameless few days.

It was rare for He Xijing to have something to do this day, so he went to the company early in the morning, and Li Huai, holding a cup of coffee, wandered around He Xijing's room with bare feet.

The decoration of the house is extremely simple, black and white and orderly geometric lines are the absolute protagonists.

There is a pure black desk in the corner of the study, and the bookcase next to it is full of books.

Li Huai put down the coffee cup in his hand, and curiously began to study the types of books that He Xijing liked.

On the perfectly neat bookshelf, there is a round wooden colored ball sitting abruptly. The ball is the same color as the bookshelf, but the surface is oily and slippery, as if it is often touched.

Li Huai twirled the ball casually.

Then, he heard a click, and what he thought was just a decorative door frame on the opposite wall slipped open quietly.

Li Huai was taken aback.

Could it be that he just casually discovered the secret room where He Xijing hid the treasure?Will it contain gold bars, or antiques?

Pretending to pretend not to know, before closing the door of the secret room again, Li Huai couldn't help but sneak a glance inside.

Then, his movements suddenly stopped.

He saw...a room full of himself.

Facing the door was an extremely enlarged photo. It was supposed to be a group photo of the crew, but he was the only one left, smiling foolishly at the camera.

On the side are also photos of him in different periods and places, some of which look like stills, and some of which can be seen as candid shots.

The photos here are probably more than his own private collection.

Li Huai pushed open the door and walked in slowly.

Li Huai's first reaction should be to be angry.

It's almost like a room just for voyeurs.

Every detail of my life is magnified here, which is a bit scary to watch.

Then, Li Huai heard a sputtering sound.

Looking back, He Xijing was standing by the door, all the things in his hands rolled down to his feet at this moment, his face was full of panic.

It was as if the least expected person had discovered his deepest and most shameful secret.

Seeing the panic on He Xijing's face, Li Huai did not fly into a rage.

He walked over, but the man backed away again and again, not daring to look at him.

"I told you a long time ago that I am a lunatic." He Xijing smiled lowly, but there seemed to be a lot of things in the laughter.

What happened today was not what He Xijing expected.

Since receiving that person's mercy, this room has not been opened again, but He Xijing clearly knows that if the two of them want to last forever, he should let this room be wiped out.

Otherwise, when that person opened this room, it would be as if his sins and madness were clearly laid out in front of him.

However, He Xijing didn't do anything after all.

Maybe it was reluctance, maybe it was because of some more complicated emotions.

He Xijing never thought that he and Li Huai could last forever.

Every day together, he carefully controlled his humbleness and madness.

Sometimes, when it seems that I can really go on like this forever, when I see this room, I wake up again.

It was the original sin that he was always waiting to be judged on—like the sin that ran in his veins.

He knew that what happened today would happen sooner or later, but he always hoped that it would be slower.

"My father is a lunatic, and so am I." He Xijing still lowered his head, "The last thing my mother said to me was to tell me never to fall in love with anyone."

Original sin runs in the blood of the He family. He Xijing's mother didn't believe it back then, but she sacrificed her life in the end.

He clenched his fist tightly, his fingertips piercing through the skin, piercing the flesh.

But, how can it be love that can be suppressed?

The longing of youth, because of forcible suppression, turned into thorny thorns.

Or, is it the reincarnation that can never escape?

He Xijing had already retreated to the door, waiting for his lover's trial.

Scolding, or contempt, just like what he imagined countless times, pushing himself, including that distorted love, into the abyss.

—while he was still able to control himself.

Even though he had imagined it many times, He Xijing couldn't help but began to shiver.

The time together was too short, so short that he had already begun to fear the coldness after that.

Li Huai clearly saw He Xijing trembling.

He turned back again, glanced at himself smirking on the wall, and sighed.

"Have you... been watching me?" Li Huai's voice didn't have the slightest fluctuation or emotion, as if it was an ordinary chat.

He Xijing trembled even more, but he didn't explain, just nodded, once, again.

"So, at that time, the two of us suddenly broke off contact, did you do it on purpose?"

This time, there was a little longer silence.

"You... I thought you had a girlfriend at that time."

"Ah, it was indeed that time," Li Huai finally recalled, and nodded, "It was indeed a period of time."

The active pursuit of the enthusiastic school girl made Li Huai a little curious about the appearance of love, but unfortunately, the school girl quickly saw through the essence of his coldness and dumped him in disgust.

It's just that this unsuccessful love experience seems to have deeply hurt a cowardly guy who hides in the dark.

"But at that time, I didn't know what you were thinking." Li Huai sighed again.

Even after so many years, He Xijing seems to be unable to bear this topic.

What a...stingy and perverted guy - Li Huai couldn't help thinking.

He moved closer, but He Xijing had nowhere to hide, and pressed himself tightly against the wall.

"I admit, what you did scared me a little bit," Li Huai slowly approached the pitiful guy, "So, how many things do you still hide that I don't know?"

He approached slowly, with a soft voice and soft movements, and his fingertips raised He Xijing's jaw.

The skin, which was originally cold to the touch, warmed up in a straight line with just a light touch.

He Xijing was forced to look at Li Huai.

To his surprise, there was no anger or judgment in Li Huai's eyes, but a kind of...high interest?

Li Huai's teeth grabbed a little bit of flesh on his neck, ground it carefully, and tasted it slowly, as if facing some kind of rare delicacy.

The fire-like enthusiasm seems to be able to materialize from the flesh.

Li Huai sighed deeply and satisfied.

The school girl whose image had long been blurred in memory suddenly appeared.

"You are like a selfish machine!" The girl's voice was full of disgust, "Maybe only the kind of person who wholeheartedly burns his life to you can get a little favor from you, but I don't think you can touch it in this life." arrive!"

Look, hasn't he found that person now?

Li Huai smiled lightly.

He knew that what he felt was right.

As the fingers passed, the ice was ignited little by little, and then gave him more enthusiasm.

Li Huai likes this feeling.

In fact, for a long time, he also felt that he was sick.

It was as if all his enthusiasm had been devoted to filming. In private, he was as plain as a stone.

A stone that can never be set on fire.

The infatuation, anger, love and hatred around him all disappeared as soon as he touched him.

But it turned out that he just didn't meet the right person.

A guy who is as timid as a mouse and worries unnecessary all the time, but is full of enthusiasm and completely wraps himself up.

Even the cold stone seems to be eager to try.

"I think, I don't mind your staring that much, although it is indeed a bit perverted," he set his fingertips on fire, "probably because I am also perverted."

He Xijing trembled even more.

"It's probably not a bad thing for a pervert to fall in love with another pervert, and it's probably not a bad thing for two people to harm each other." Li Huai squinted his eyes and smiled lowly.

Then grabbed He Xijing's hair, pulled his head down, and kissed him deeply.

Then, the dominance was taken away by that guy.

The spark instantly started a prairie fire.

After a long time, He Xijing calmed down again, and asked cautiously: "You...are you not worried that I'm like my father?"

The two had known each other since childhood, and Li Huai knew the situation of the He family clearly.

Everyone was spreading the curse of the He family, but the person who was in it seemed to be the one who didn't care the most.

Li Huai yawned wearily.

A certain person's energy is indeed too high, just after releasing a pass, he started to think about it.

Not caring... He was also forced to start thinking about this question under the urging of worry.

Probably don't care.

On the surface, Li Huai is gentle and elegant, rational and restrained, but he is actually a guy who believes in intuition.

And his intuition has always been accurate.

Under the palm is the beating blood, hooking the fingers, as if it can make the flesh and blood dance directly.

Li Huai never denied that he was actually a very selfish guy.

He Xijing's repressed and surging enthusiasm is what attracted him,

But the motivation that made him willing to take the initiative to jump into this relationship was the looming sense of control.

Even when the relationship was most uncertain, he knew clearly that this person was reluctant to hurt himself.

Even more sure than He Xijing himself.

"You are different from your father." He was condescending, as if a god pardoned his sinful followers.

Then, the believer submits meekly.

No, He Xijing was certainly not that docile believer—very soon, he became a lump of limp flesh and blood, quickly negating the conclusion he had just drawn not long ago.

Li Huai, who was so exhausted that he couldn't even move his fingers, just wanted to poke the guy who was still in high spirits!