Actor, he climbed out of the crematorium

Pei Yingsheng doesn't like the piano, why?

"Wait...wait a minute," Jiang Anyu almost thought he was hallucinating, and argued with him, "He likes the piano."

He was taken aback for a moment, and smiled in surprise.

"Brother, you don't know, do you?" Chen Jin seemed to have discovered something interesting, "Mr. Pei hates the piano the most. His father's incumbent, the deceased mother of Mr. Ren Linran, is a pianist."

"You really don't know?" He teased, "Mr. Pei has raised you for seven or eight years, and you don't even know this?"

Mr. Ren Linran's deceased mother was a pianist.

Jiang Anyu froze in place, the words kept ringing in his ears.He knew how much Pei Yingsheng hated Ren Linran and his mother.

But when he entered Pei's house, Ren Linran's mother had passed away. No one in Pei's family mentioned that Ren's mother was a pianist. He didn't know...

"You, why, do you know?" he asked.

The other side seemed to be waiting for him to say this, and snorted with some sarcasm, "Agent Xiao told me, Senior Brother, it's hard for me not to suspect that your relationship with Mr. Pei doesn't seem to be good?"

"But it's nothing. If senior brother doesn't have good development opportunities in the future and can't get along in the circle, you can come to me."

Without giving him a chance to speak, Chen Jintie was determined to make him feel bad, so he hung up the phone directly.

When Xiao Ling told him that Pei Yingsheng didn't like the piano, he searched the Internet. It's not a secret about the Pei family. He knew right away that it was because of Ren Linran and her mother.

It wasn't that Xiao Ling was aiming at Jiang Anyu, he just couldn't figure out why Jiang Anyu was so lucky to be able to lead Pei Yingsheng and Qin Mo at the same time, obviously Pei Yingsheng didn't like the piano, but he still made him a mute stay around.His talent is indeed good, but Qin Mo's care for him seems to be beyond the friendship between teachers and students.

There was a cold cell phone notification in front of his ears. Jiang Anyu squatted down slowly while leaning on the wall, and he seemed to be able to hear Chen Jin showing off his intimacy with Pei Yingsheng.

Pei Yingsheng hates the piano, if Pei Yingsheng hates the piano, what should he do... He dialed Pei Yingsheng's phone without giving up.

There were two rings over there, and the man's voice was somewhat indifferent.

"I'm busy, I need to find Xiao Ling."

Pei Yingsheng's attitude was too sharp, and his too cold words were like winter bayonets, cutting Jiang Anyu's body one by one. He restrained the sourness on the tip of his nose, thinking of what Pei Yingsheng said in Mingjie that day for no reason, Pei Yingsheng asked He, why didn't you call him when something happened.

He thought it might be that Pei Yingsheng had a bad memory, and Jiang Anyu thought of countless reasons for him, but Pei Yingsheng never forgot.

"I'm very busy." Pei Ying frowned on the other end. Except for the time when he was 12 years old and clamored for his parents to come back, Jiang Anyu never asked him anything.

But this time, he said he wanted to act.According to the past, if Pei Yingsheng said a few words to him, if he was cold for two days, he should die down, but until now, Pei Yingsheng has not received any news from him saying that he is obedient.

It is inevitable that the fire will be big.

"I know!" Jiang Anyu didn't care about his embarrassment at the moment, and hurriedly explained to him, for fear that he would hang up the phone in the next second.

"I know, I know." He said in a low voice.

Without waiting for him to explain his reason, Pei Yingsheng was impatient with his silence, "I don't agree with acting. If you don't play your piano well, what kind of play will you play? You can't speak well. What can you do? Dumb?"

Jiang Anyu's eyes turned red suddenly, and the air tensed up for no reason.He felt as if something was tightly around his neck, and he couldn't breathe.

He knew that he couldn't speak clearly, even if he spoke well and tried hard, he still couldn't express clearly like a normal person, but when Pei Yingsheng said it so nakedly, he blushed instantly, and the moment he lowered his head, he felt a heavy inferiority complex A little bit came to mind.

For the first time, he hated himself so much for being a mute.

On the other end of the phone, Pei Yingsheng seemed to realize that it was a little too much, his brows were tightly frowned, he reached out to take off his glasses, pinched the root of the mountain, and the moment he closed his eyes, he concealed the strong possessive desire in his heart.

The two chose to remain silent.

The actors who were waiting to take part in the show quietly moved away from Pei Yingsheng's rest shed.

Since Pei Yingsheng was filming this time, he basically didn't give anyone a good look. He didn't know who made him angry.

So the whole crew became quieter.

In the quietness of the earpiece, only the breathing of two people can be heard.

The cold wind blew, and Jiang Anyu's fingers were red from the cold, but he still stubbornly kept answering the phone. The two seemed to be in an inexplicable stalemate, as if whoever spoke first would lose.

Jiang Anyu couldn't hide the helplessness in his eyes. He opened his eyes in panic but didn't know where to look, so he lowered his head and stared at the toes of his shoes. The broken hair on his forehead covered his red eye sockets.

On Chang'an Avenue at dusk, it is the bustling time, some passers-by will always take a quick look here, maybe they are attracted by Jiang Anyu's face, when they look again, they are surprised that such a good-looking young man actually Also flustered and overwhelmed.

The anxiety between his brows was far less than the torment in his heart. Even without Pei Yingsheng waiting for a long time, Jiang Anyu knew that he would definitely lose, and he couldn't afford to gamble.

"Uncle, I'll play the piano." Jiang Anyu stood in the corner, and said tentatively, "You, birthday, Ah Yu plays the piano, let me listen, okay?"

He clenched his palms tightly, and even a thin layer of sweat broke out in the cold weather. He tried his best to say every word correctly, a simple sentence, but he broke out in cold sweat.

Don't refuse him, don't refuse him again, he thought almost pleadingly.

"I play the piano. It's good and sounds good." He used clumsy and common words, coaxing Pei Yingsheng in different ways, obviously hearing a lot of compliments like "a genius in heaven" and "a lingering sound", but a pair On Pei Yingsheng, those words would only make him feel like a clown, "Uncle, A Yu, I won't lie to you."

An almost pleading tone.

Jiang Anyu was like a prisoner waiting for trial, his heart was beating irregularly, as if it would stop beating and suffocate him when Pei Yingsheng opened his mouth. The sweat evaporated, and Pei Yingsheng didn't speak.

There was no rejection at the other end, but Jiang Anyu waited endlessly in silence.

Endless panic hit his heart, Jiang Anyu seemed to be drained of all his strength for a moment, Pei Ying fell silent, he didn't know what to do.

It turned out that Pei Yingsheng really didn't like the piano.

"Uncle," Jiang Anyu didn't want to hear him say 'I don't like the piano, and I don't like you playing the piano', so before Pei Yingsheng could speak, he tried to calm down his voice and said, "I'll drive, play." , laughing. There are other gifts, give them, uncle."

"What the hell are you talking about?"

Jiang Anyu clenched his palms tightly, turned his face away, not wanting passers-by to see him like this, "No, it's nothing."

He wiped away his tears, and soon new tears fell on the shoe, "I, I miss you, I don't know, what, what should I do."

In the last sentence, almost none of his words were correct, he was so dumb that he couldn't make a sound, and his hearing was messed up on the other end.

With a beep, Jiang Anyu hung up the phone in a hurry.

A ferocious nausea surged in his heart, and he hurriedly found a nearby trash can, but the moment he saw the dirty trash can, he forcibly held back the nausea.

Can't vomit, Pei Yingsheng will think he smells bad if he vomits, he's disgusting.

Jiang Anyu wandered nonsensically at the end of the alley. It was obviously cold spring, his body was soaked in cold sweat layer by layer, but his body was burning hot from Pei Yingsheng's words.

It was getting dark so fast that he could hardly see a little bit of light, and even the last trace of the sun's warmth dissipated, endless coldness hit him, and he was tormented by both ice and fire, and none of them didn't torment him.

Obviously he is also a victim of 528, obviously he has no parents anymore, obviously he wants to be with Pei Yingsheng all the time, but why is Chen Jin the one who stays with Pei Yingsheng openly and aboveboard.

Why didn't he know the new receptionist, he didn't know the elevator password, and even for acting, Pei Yingsheng had to find someone else.

"Pei Yingsheng!"

"Pei Yingsheng..."

Jiang Anyu squatted on the ground, tossing and turning these three words, gasping for breath, as if he was about to suffocate in the next second.His nails dug hard into the soft flesh of his palm, he seemed to want to chew these words into his body, but this couldn't make him feel better.

It hurts so much.

His heart hurts, his eyes hurt, his breathing hurts, he hurts everywhere.

Someone was calling him behind him, Jiang Anyu turned his head, and slammed into Zhao Yijiu's arms suddenly, it smelled like grass.

"What's wrong with Xiaoyu, ah, why are you crying?" Zhao Yijiu held his face and wiped his tears with the corner of his clothes, "Don't cry, don't cry, is it because your boyfriend treats you badly, and I treat you well?" ,OK?"

Jiang Anyu couldn't stand up, but curled himself up into a small ball, squatting against Zhao Yichen's shoulder, biting the soft flesh on the side of his lips, trying to prevent himself from crying in front of Zhao Yichen, "What did he do? , I don’t know anything, I know..."

"Who doesn't know? Can I tell him?" Zhao Yijiu was dying of anxiety!

"Pei..." He didn't say Pei Yingsheng's name anymore, others would say that he was not good, but even his breathing felt like being pricked by a needle point, densely in pain.

"Accompany what? Accompany you, I won't go." Zhao Yijiu has never seen Jiang Anyu like this before, "You take a breath, Xiaoyu, take a breath!"

Jiang Anyu's hair hung loosely behind his head, he was about to suffocate, there were countless things he wanted to say, but he couldn't.He couldn't help but look up, and met Zhao Yichen's eyes, which finally turned red.

He gave Zhao Yizhuo sign language.

[He doesn't like the piano, what should we do. ]

But Zhao Yijiu couldn't understand sign language, he just watched Jiang Anyu's frown deepen and his eyes became more and more red.

"Where does it hurt, where does it hurt?" Zhao Yijiu couldn't hear him clearly, just looked at his frown, guessed where he might be in severe pain, so he lifted him up, touched his knee and then touched him Suddenly, he felt something was wrong with his wrist. He opened his sleeve and saw a four-centimeter-long scar lying ugly on Jiang Anyu's wrist.

"Xiao Yu..." Zhao Yizhen unconsciously lowered his voice.

Even Zhao Yijiu knew how much a wrist injury would affect a pianist.

"When did you get hurt?"

Jiang Anyu lowered his head, and when he saw the scar, he suddenly felt a monstrous grievance in his heart, not sad, but grievance.

Pei Yingsheng stated that he saw the scar, and didn't ask if it would affect his playing the piano. He gave him any gift but not his favorite piano. He said that the piano would disturb him to rest. I never heard him play the piano, and Pei Yingsheng just missed the time for his graduation performance...

It turns out that everything is traceable.

Jiang Anyu couldn't stand firmly, and took a step back mockingly, so he lost from the beginning.

The bar here is too noisy, Zhao Yijiu doesn't want to take him back, otherwise the group of students will ask questions again, and it happens that this place is not far from the school, "Xiaoyu, I don't ask anymore, I'll take him You go to the last one to clean up, okay?"

No matter what Zhao Yizheng said now, Jiang Anyu didn't speak, and let him lead him.

Whatever you want, wherever you want, even when you close your eyes, Pei Yingsheng is always in front of him, don't pester him anymore.

He is also human, and he will be sad and distressed.

Jiang Anyu sat on the high stool with a dull expression, Zhao Yijiu didn't dare to order him a drink, but only said to get him water, Jiang Anyu nodded.

But when he came back, Jiang Anyu had already placed four empty whiskey glasses in front of him.

He lay on the table in a trance, through the bright blue glass, he saw a man standing in front of him, wearing the clothes of a waiter, and handed him a glass of water.

Zhao Yijiu knew that person, he seemed to be Jiang Anyu's friend, so he sat a little far away so as not to disturb them.

"Cui Shu," Jiang Anyu called him vaguely, but he couldn't make a sound. He was so sad that he just wanted to cry. The tears ran across the bridge of his nose and fell into the other eye, and then wiped the extra tears to the side of his ear. Finally landed in the neck fossa.

"You are too, broken." I couldn't find you last time.

He vaguely remembered that Cui Shu had told him that a person like him couldn't stand Pei Yingsheng. He didn't believe it. Now he seemed to have stumbled a lot in Pei Yingsheng's world. He almost, almost got up not coming.

Cui Shu couldn't understand what Jiang Anyu said, his voice was small and hoarse, completely different from the usual Jiang Anyu.Cui Shu reached out to take the empty wine glass in his hand, but he held it tightly.

"Let go." He coaxed people to stop drinking, and his voice became like this after just a few glasses, "Give me the glass."

However, Jiang Anyu's eyes were sore from the stimulation of his words. The two of them were in a stalemate for a long time. Cui Shufu listened to him for a long time before he vaguely heard what Jiang Anyu said.

He said: 'Don't let it go. '

Pei Yingsheng, reluctant to let go. '

The author has something to say: Xiao Yu: As long as I can speak, you can't be so arrogant.

Pei Yingsheng: Don't talk about it, just go to the washboard and let me kneel for ten days and a half months