On the day of the film's finale, the producer invited the whole crew to dinner.During the period, Xia Yang drank a few more glasses, and for some reason, when he came back to his senses, he found himself standing at the door of the house.

307.

It was his and Zhuang Shuyue's home.

After he talked to Zhuang Shuyue that day, Xia Yang never returned to this place.

Opening the door, it was pitch black inside.

There is no warm light, no delicious meals, and no one who will look at me with a smile and ask for my health.

This made Xia Yang dazed for a while.

Turn on the light and enter the door. Because of the alcohol, Xia Yang's movements were a little slow.

The living room was covered with a layer of dust after being unoccupied for a long time, Xia Yang stood in front of the sofa in a daze, looking at the dust on the coffee table, his heart was filled with embarrassment.The tumbling heart lake is like a pot of Coptis chinensis boiling, bitterness permeates everywhere, lingers in the heart, and lingers for a long time.

In front of people, Xia Yang hid it very well, never revealing even half of his sorrows and joys.

Yeah, how good he is at acting, that's his profession, and it's a means for him to protect himself over the years.

But at this moment, Xia Yang could no longer pretend, he could even hear a fire suddenly ignited in his body, using bones as firewood, along the meridian skin, gradually spreading to the spleen.

Xia Yang suddenly didn't want to stay in this room any longer.

But Xia Yang didn't leave immediately, and stood quietly for a while before he started and walked to the bathroom.

On the way to the bathroom, the drunkenness came up again, his feet were unsteady, and he was about to fall on his back. In a panic, Xia Yang raised his hand to hold the doorknob next to him, so he could barely stabilize his body.

With a "click", the room where he was holding the doorknob was also opened.

After going in and putting water in, and washing his face with cold water, Xia Yang felt a little more awake.

When he walked out again, Xia Yang passed by the room he had just opened, which was Zhuang Shuyue's leisure room.

Zhuang Shuyue had a wide range of hobbies, so he emptied a room at home to make room for it. Xia Yang only went in once when it was being arranged.

Xia Yang is very popular, and correspondingly he is also very busy. Occasionally, when he has free time at home, he is also tired of being with Zhuang Shuyue, so he has no time to look around.

So at this moment, when Xia Yang stepped into the room and saw the portrait inside, he froze.

Of course, this is not because the room is full of portraits.

Zhuang Shuyue tidied up the place, and his interests are indeed extensive. The whole leisure room is full of various things, and paintings only occupy a small corner of it.

But facing the gate, there is a painting, the protagonist of which is Xia Yang.

What shocked Xia Yang was not himself in the portrait, but the painting.

Xia Yang is so familiar with the overall structure, the trend of the lines, and the matching of colors. He is so familiar that he can't even breathe. Xia Yang tremblingly took out his mobile phone to open Weibo, and clicked on one of Weibo with trembling hands.

The same portrait, one big and one small, reality and internet, appeared in front of Xia Yang at the same time.

——I like Xia Yang the most.

——I have loved Xia Yang all my life.

The words that a koi once said came to Xia Yang's mind one by one.

And what Liang Xiao said a few days ago.

——A Yue He has always liked you, he loves you very much, he has loved you for many years.

——He has a Weibo account, which is specially registered for you. It has been around for many years, and he is quite famous in your fan circle, Brother Xia.

——He chose not to make it public not for himself, but for you. He didn't want you to fall into the clouds because of this. Although he didn't say it, I could see that he was afraid that you would hate him in the future.

Fool.

What a fool.

All the intertwined grievances and hesitation quietly dissipated with each breath, Xia Yang suddenly wanted to see Zhuang Shuyue very urgently.

See him soon.

Before Xia Yang could react, the call had already been made.

It's fast over there.

"Senior." In Zhuang Shuyue's voice, there were surprises and surprises, but more of it was the uncertainty of waiting for the verdict.

Xia Yang didn't say much, and said directly: "Go home now, if I don't see you within an hour, then you will never appear in front of me again in this life."

Xia Yang hung up the phone after speaking.

That idiot, I must give him some color today.

Zhuang Shuyue came very quickly, he arrived just after half an hour, his quick footsteps showed his anxiety, but after entering the living room, his steps became hesitant again.

1 minutes.

2 minutes.

The time stretched infinitely, as if it had been a long time before Zhuang Shuyue slowly walked to the door of the lounge.

There is no light in the room, no light source, only the dim light coming in from the hall.

Zhuang Shuyue stood at the door with the light behind her back, most of her figure was covered.

Xia Yang completely melted into the darkness.

The person who usually stands in the center of the fluorescent light is now so dim that it seems that he will be swallowed by the darkness around him at any time.

Seeing this, Zhuang Shuyue's heart ached, and there was a sharp stabbing pain across his chest.

Zhuang Shuyue wanted to call Xia Yang out loud, but he didn't dare to disturb Xia Yang.

—Because he was afraid.

He was so afraid of losing Xia Yang.

Love can make a person brave, but it can also make a person timid.

He's just a man waiting to be judged.

So he could only do this, standing at the boundary between light and shadow, looking at the person in his heart, standing in front of his usual drawing board, silently.

After a long time, it was Xia Yang who broke the silence first.

"You came."

"Ah."

"This painting is pretty good, why don't you show it to me?" Xia Yang said, turning his head to look at Zhuang Shuyue.

That look, as if nothing had happened, as if nothing had happened, and he just went out to buy some food, which was so unusual, this realization made Zhuang Shuyue even more terrified: "It's just for drawing in my free time."

"This is me." Xia Yang tilted his head slightly, and asked curiously, "Why did you suddenly think of drawing me?"

"It's nothing..." Zhuang Shuyue's voice became smaller and smaller, and his tone sounded a little at a loss. "As you draw, you draw..."

But his eyes are looking forward, his eyes are burning, and his eyes are very enthusiastic.

Xia Yang turned his head, avoiding Zhuang Shuyue's staring eyes, and said flatly: "Don't draw in the future."

In just five words, Zhuang Shuyue's little expectation was smashed into the dust. The intense pain made him deeply frowned, but this expression quickly disappeared.

At least this will leave a good impression on the seniors in the end.

Zhuang Shuyue looked at the side face of his beloved in the dim room, and nodded: "Okay."

"You are enlightened? That's good." Xia Yang turned to face Zhuang Shuyue, crossed his arms, and slowly began to settle accounts after autumn, "After so long, you didn't take the initiative to contact me. Why do you really plan not to contact me in the future? gone?"

The reversal came too fast, Zhuang Shuyue was caught off guard, and opened his mouth, but before he could make a sound, Xia Yang said again: "You swore at the beginning that you would love me forever, you don't want to go back on your word, koi Girl."

While speaking, Xia Yang raised the corners of his mouth and laughed.

Hearing this, Zhuang Shuyue stared at Xia Yang with wide eyes in disbelief. He seemed to understand the meaning of what the other party said, but he didn't seem to understand.

"What? Did the netizen meet you dumb, Mrs. Koi, it's not because I finally realized that the deity has been calling you all this time, so I was so excited that I couldn't speak."

Zhuang Shuyue turned his gaze to the drawing board behind Xia Yang, and then turned back to Xia Yang after a while.

Mrs Koi...

digital girl...

It took Zhuang Shuyue a long time to regain her voice: "It's you..."

"Isn't it just me? Are you surprised or surprised?"

Zhuang Shuyue thought of the words that the other party had said that she liked her, and for a while, her heart was full of enthusiasm, her eyes were hot, and her heart was also hot. She always thought that she was the only one singing a one-man show, but who knew that the other party suddenly hugged such a big girl. The candy sprinkled from the tip of his heart, so that Zhuang Shuyue was at a loss and caught off guard.

How could he not be surprised, how could he not be surprised.

"You're not really dumb, are you?" Xia Yang crossed his arms and took a rest.

Zhuang Shuyue's voice was harsh: "Aren't you going to break up with me?"

Xia Yang smiled: "Why should I break up with you? I added someone on the Internet, and I can add you. We are so destined, why should I break up with you?"

"But I..."

"I know, I know what you are afraid of. I can't guarantee or control the future. Maybe it's what you think. One day in the future, I won't have the mood and persistence I have now, but Shuyue , at least at this moment, I am sincere." Xia Yang took a step forward, and the tone of his mouth turned into dissatisfaction, but he couldn't hide the solemnity in his tone, "A relationship that is not based on the premise of the rest of your life is a hooligan. The kind of person who can play hooligans?"

Zhuang Shuyue stood there, her dull brain began to work slowly, and after a long while, she reluctantly said: "But I'm afraid, senior, I'm afraid, I'm afraid that one day, you will get tired of me, you will hate me, hate me, and then I don't want to see me, and I would rather never know me."

Zhuang Shuyue said while staring at Xia Yang, reluctant to blink, as if a traveler who had been thirsty for many days finally saw a source of water, whether it was a mirage or drinking poison to quench his thirst, even if he knew its danger and falsehood, Still can't suppress the longing and anticipation in my heart.

Xia Yang looked at him for a long time, then sighed, "But Shuyue, I'm actually afraid too."

With just one sentence, Zhuang Shuyue's pain and struggles were easily offset.

It turned out that the other party was the same as himself.

This realization made Zhuang Shuyue couldn't bear it any longer and rushed forward, hugging Xia Yang into his arms.

Slowly, lips overlapped with each other.

The two hugged and kissed in the middle of the dark room, and all the emotions seemed to have finally reached a peak. The kiss with intertwined lips and tongues robbed each other's breath. It seemed that there was a continuous supply of energy core buried in the body. I always thought that the relationship was over. The expansion has reached the peak, but new ones are constantly filling in, and it has been in a state of constant climbing.

Not enough is not enough, Zhuang Shuyue thought.

Such kisses and touches are simply not enough.

More, he wants more.

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