contract [entertainment]

Ji Jian personally experienced a middle-aged man's ability to hold grudges. In the past, when Mr. Shen came, he just cared about his own enjoyment. This time, he spent the whole night tormenting him. His posture level skyrocketed, making Ji Jian dizzy and wishing to die. on the bed.

After waking up, Ji Jian only had two questions in mind that Fourth Master Shen repeated all night:

Jane, are you cool?

Jane, am I getting old?

"Ah Jian" burst into tears, nodding and shaking his head for a while, and punished once for a wrong answer.

Obviously he was exhausted last night, but he woke up early in the morning.

He was breathless and awake.

The bed at home is not big, Fourth Master Shen already occupied most of the place when he came, but his sleeping position is extremely bad, he almost divides two-thirds of the site by himself, and his movements are very possessive to move Ji Jian Trapped in arms.

The domineering person is so domineering even in his sleeping position, he is like a wild beast that is king of the enclosure, and the prey brought back to the cave can only be pitifully pressed to his mouth, waiting miserably for the boss to wake up and kill him. Eat it again.

Ji Jian was strangled by the two arms, so she couldn't breathe well, and carefully lifted the hand that Fourth Master Shen was pressing on his arm, Fourth Master Shen moved, and pressed it back again, Ji Jian lifted it again, and pressed the hand again back to...

Ji Jian doubted: "Sir, are you awake?"

Fourth Master Shen didn't move, and his eyeballs didn't move.

Are you still asleep?

Ji Jian bitterly hugged by the boss, facing the other's chest, couldn't help but put his hands on it, scratched, and muttered: "The chest is so big that it can't be wrapped in one hand."

Fourth Master Shen who pretended to be asleep: ...

Ji Jian was very sleepy, twisted twice, saved her own airway, rested her head on the other's arm and fell asleep with her eyes closed.

Fourth Master Shen relaxed his strength, looked at the handsome young man with a deep sleep, his deep eyes gradually softened a little bit, he pulled up the quilt to cover the young man's white arms exposed in the air, his movements were light It seemed that the quilt was thin and thin, and he would tear it apart if he didn't pay attention.

Finally, Ji Jian sent another text message to Fourth Master Shen, begging him not to come to him again.

Although he is only 26, he yearns for stability.

Probably because of his childhood experience, having no father or mother, being dependent on others, and being too afraid of being abandoned, he developed a flattering personality.If Fourth Master Shen hadn't brought him a huge sense of insecurity, I'm afraid he would never have broken up.

For the next period of time, Fourth Master Shen didn't come to the door again, Ji Jian heaved a sigh of relief, ignoring the vague sense of loss in his heart.

The machine will be turned on soon, apart from playing cards with Director Zeng and the others as usual, Ji Jian will just read the script when she comes back.

In the past two days, he had learned to smoke. Xiao Wang laughed at his girlish gesture of pinching cigarettes with two fingers, and Ji Jian kicked him.

Fourth Master Shen came again uninvited, and directly opened the door with the key. As soon as he came in, he saw Ji Jian sitting on the edge of the balcony, puffing out clouds of smoke, the smell of smoke filled the whole room.

Ji Jian was stunned for a moment, then excitedly said: "Sir, do you think my smoking posture is handsome?"

The young man sat obliquely on the ground, with one foot slightly bent, with a melancholy expression, his handsome profile almost melting into the twilight.The afterglow of the setting sun reflected the beauty of an oil painting on his face, the cigarette between his lips and teeth gave off a faint light that was about to be extinguished, and the ash of the smoke fell down with his breathing.

Fourth Master Shen squinted his eyes and stared at him for a long time, his gaze slowly swept over the three or four cigarette butts scattered on the ground.

Ji Jian couldn't wait for a response, so she looked up strangely, and Fourth Master Shen happened to come over.

"Sir, do you smoke?" Ji Jian handed him one.

Fourth master Shen took it, Ji Jian turned to look for the lighter, pressed his head with one hand, pulled his hair moderately, forcing him to look up.The man was half-bent, with a cigarette in his mouth, and his face was slightly sideways, pointing the cigarette butt at his cigarette butt to make fire.

The faces of the two are obviously not too close, far less entangled than when they were intimate, but it brought Ji Jian an indescribable ambiguity and lingering feeling.The man's breath fell on his face, and he sucked his breath from the cigarette butt, trying to take away the unsustainable spark from him.

Ji Jian found that he had never looked at Fourth Master Shen seriously like this moment, so that he felt strangely strange.Some things and some people are placed and dangled around on weekdays, but they have never been carefully looked at. When you sink your heart and take a closer look, they are so strange and strange.

The man's dark eyes stared deeply at him, and with the faint glow leaking from the tall buildings, his blurred outline was reflected in his eyes.

Is Fourth Master Shen looking at him like this at this very moment?Or has it always been like this?

Ji Jian's heart trembled inexplicably, the temperature of the cigarette was transmitted to the chest cavity, strangely, poisoned by nicotine.

Fourth Master Shen's cigarette was lit, but he didn't move back, his fingers loosened his grip, and gently shuttled through Ji Jian's hair that was as soft as thick ink.

"Ah Jian, do you want to get married?" Fourth Master Shen slid his finger along the arc to the side of the young man's face and chin, and gently lifted the young man's chin with his thumb and index finger, not allowing him to avoid his gaze.

Ji Jian's eyes contracted violently, his throat was dry, and he subconsciously wanted to refuse, but the words stuck in his throat, making him almost unable to breathe.

He has no family in this world, and even few friends.

It would be nice if he was a go-anywhere guy, but he really longs for a family.

It has nothing to do with love or not, just want a place to call home, give him a reason to look forward to tomorrow.

Ji Jian couldn't make a sound, just like a gambler who accidentally obtained a whole mountain of gold, or like a drowning man who suddenly grabbed a piece of driftwood. Great ecstasy and unknown confusion simultaneously imprisoned him in an emotional cage of fear.

Fourth Master Shen brushed his handsome eyebrows with his other hand, as if trying to brush away his worries.

The smoke wafted gracefully and lightly between the two, making them look into each other's eyes through the pale.

"I can give you the stability you want. In return..." Fourth Master Shen's voice was so low as he bit his cigarette, as if it had been pulled from the bottom of his heart, and the distance from there to his mouth was too far , fell into the air and seemed to become misty with the smoke, "I want you to give me yourself, your body, your heart, all of you, I want it."