Why can't the main male protagonist get rid of it?

"Cut! This one is over!" A middle-aged man wearing a peaked cap was staring at the camera. After replaying the scene inside, he looked at the already dark sky and waved his hand, "Let's stop here today. Everyone rest early."

As soon as the words fell, a group of people surrounded the young man in red in the center of the filming site. Those who put on clothes put on clothes, and those who handed water. The boy in blue who was still acting for him had disappeared.

Looking into the distance, I saw a familiar figure from the back. The young man in red was holding an inconvenient ancient robe in his hand, and trotted up to him. Naturally, a large group of people followed him, and the young man in red walked there with a smile on his face. Standing, eyes sparkling, "Ah Xun! Drink water!"

The venue is very restored to the ancient scene. A large group of people ran over and brought up a cloud of dust. Yan Xun naturally took a step back, frowned imperceptibly, and then showed a smile. Polite and gentle, "Thank you, no need, I have my own."

"Okay," Ouyang Qi was not discouraged, he was fascinated by the smile on the corner of Yan Xun's mouth, "Is Ah Xun doing something tonight? I want to check the script with you."

Yan Xun hadn't figured out how to refuse, and the stage manager at the side handed over tomorrow's arrangement. Yan Xun roughly glanced at it, and said gently, "Tomorrow is not a show for the two of us, so don't worry."

"I have something else to do." Yan Xun was still wearing a light ancient costume, and the autumn wind was blowing over him. Yan Xun was really cold. For such a small character, he naturally didn't have an assistant to help him bring thick clothes. Yan Xun packed up My own things, said goodbye, "Let's go first, see you tomorrow."

"You wait for me, let's go together." Ouyang Qi shouted anxiously.

Yan Xun packed his things in an orderly manner. Although they were all ordinary little things, Yan Xun packed them very carefully, and his slender fingers were busy shuttling among them, which was very eye-catching, "Ouyang, I'm not on the same road with you. It's late, I'm leaving first."

Ouyang Qi is a newcomer favored by a big company. He was born in a major and made his debut when he was a minor. Although his acting skills are still a bit green, he already has a lot of fans. He is still the leading role in this script. The hotel has been arranged.

But Yan Xun had to go back to his home.

Getting rid of the entanglement of the young boy, Yan Xun took a photo of his shadow in the moonlight while walking, and then posted it on Weibo after adjusting the light. Within 2 minutes, a notification sound came from Weibo. Thousands of small fans came to comment one after another, most of them said that he worked hard and asked him to pay attention to rest, but they were very warm.

Yan Xun likes the feeling of being loved.

The weather is now in October, which is actually not too cold, but the strange thing is that if you draw a circle with Yanxun as the center, the temperature inside the circle is lower than the temperature outside. It seems that there is some abnormal air flow, but it cannot touch it. To speech training.

If you look carefully, you can see that there is a slight light on the front of Yan Xun's neck, as if a protective cover has been placed on Yan Xun, but it seems to be very fragile.

Yan Xun took it for granted, and began to think about what else was in the refrigerator and what kind of dinner he could make.

When I walked to the neighborhood supermarket, I went in and bought a box of mints.

Yan Xun lives in an old community. The place is not big, with two rooms and one living room, but it is very warmly furnished. There is a shelf in the corner of the living room, and the exhibits on it seem to be of great value.

The room was a little cold, and Yan Xun didn't turn on the air conditioner. When changing clothes, he carefully folded the costumes of the crew and put on a thick lambswool before walking out of the second bedroom that was used as a cloakroom.

He put the mints on the coffee table casually, put on the apron and went into the kitchen.

The wind outside the door was blowing, and the wind chimes on the window jingled very pleasantly. Yan Xun came out with a simple bowl of tomato and egg noodles, and took another bottle of yogurt, sitting between the sofa and the coffee table. On the rug, ready for a much later dinner.

Suddenly there was a coolness from the side, this coolness was different from Yanxun's on the road, it was not cold, but rather warm.

Yan Xun knew that there would always be a new guest at home in the past few days. Although he was not a normal guest, he was very polite, except that he liked to steal the fruit candy he had prepared at home.

The candy box on the side made a sound, and a candy was suspended out of thin air. Yan Xun thought that the candy would be eaten by unknown guests as before, but in the end the candy was put down.

Or it was thrown into a candy box, and the guests who held it seemed very disgusted.

Yan Xun was a little confused, and tentatively asked, "Why don't you eat?"

This is not his whimsy, he has been told by a warlock since he was a child that he is born with the horoscope of attracting ghosts. At that time, his family was in good condition, and he begged a piece of jade for his only son with a lot of money to wear on his chest, which can resist the coveting of most ghosts.

But this time the guest is that small group, not only not afraid of the jade pendant on his chest, but also wandering around his house majestically.

Yan Xun confirmed that the guest was well-intentioned, not only because the guest had never hurt him, but also because Yan Xun was too tired one night, and the headlight switch by the bed was broken, so he could only use the light switch at the door. , Yan Xun didn't want to move, and said tentatively, "Can you turn off the light for me?"

Two seconds later, the room was plunged into darkness, and Yan Xun thanked him softly. It might be an illusion caused by his being too sleepy. There was a vague male voice that could easily be heard as pleasant, "You're welcome."

This time, it was the second time Yanxun tried to communicate with the guests in these days.

A few seconds later, a figure slowly appeared on the sofa, wearing a black windbreaker, sitting on the small sofa and looking a little stretched, very good-looking, delicate eyebrows, slightly raised red thin lips, as if Always with a smile.

Yan Xun didn't even eat the noodles picked up by the chopsticks. He looked at the man in a daze, and he came back to his senses after a while, "Hello."

"Hello," the man responded politely, with a lazy and pleasant voice. He pushed aside the candy box with his white gloved hand, and pointed to the yogurt in front of Yanxun, "I want to drink this, is it okay?"

Yan Xun responded in a panic, and picked up the unopened yogurt in front of him and handed it over.

"Thank you." There was an elegant aura in the man's movements. Even though he was only holding a bottle of yogurt, he slowly inserted the straw into it. After taking a sip, he squinted his eyes in satisfaction.

"You guys..." Yan Xun couldn't find a suitable adjective, so he skipped over and asked vaguely, "Can I have yogurt?"

"It's not us," the man shook his white-gloved fingers, the man gently denied, with a little pride in his voice, "It's me."

Yan Xun was amused, shifted his gaze, caught a glimpse of the candy box abandoned by the man, and asked again, "Why don't you eat it?"

"I don't like mints." The man seemed to curl his lips, and then raised his eyebrows. His facial movements were very rich, and his tone was a discussion. "Can I not buy mints next time?"

"Okay." Yan Xun thought, few people would refuse such a request from such a man.

Yan Xun asked again, "Will you stay at my house for a long time? Or do you need to stay at my house for something?"

"Of course there is something, but this matter has nothing to do with staying at your house." The man bit the straw and spoke slowly, "I stay at your house because I like your house."

"...Why?" Yan Xun was confused by the man's words, and always felt that there was a hint of ambiguity in the man's tone, and wondered if he was thinking wildly.

It's just that Yan Xun knows that he doesn't dislike this kind of ambiguity, but he still has some secret joy in his heart.

Because of this man who appeared out of thin air.

Yan Xun took out the jade pendant around his neck and asked, "Aren't you afraid of it? Does it make you feel uncomfortable?"

Hearing the words, the man leaned forward, and the distance between him and Yan Xun instantly narrowed. His slender fingers brushed across his neck, lifting the jade pendant. The white gloves felt cool to the touch. Looking at the enlarged face in front of him, Yan Training involuntarily rolled his Adam's apple.

After reacting, Yan Xun felt a strange sense of shame, quietly raised his eyes to look at the man in front of him, and found that his eyes were only on the jade pendant, Yan Xun was slightly relieved.

Ye Xingze flicked it on a whim, but backed away pretending to be ignorant, as if he was just looking at the jade pendant on the boy's chest seriously, crossed his hands on his knees, "I can help you, take this jade pendant The runes on it are a little stronger."

Yan Xun responded blankly, and vaguely guessed in his heart that the man in front of him was not a simple ghost.

"It's getting late, hurry up and eat, the noodles are going to be lumpy," Ye Xingze thought in his own way, and Yan Xun didn't like to eat lumpy noodles, so he thoughtfully prepared to disappear, "Good night."

"Wait." Yan Xun said suddenly, causing the man's slightly transparent fingertips to pause, "What's wrong?"

"Will you stay at my house when you are free?"

Or will you go to other people's homes?

Yan Xun chose a gentle way of asking, and he didn't even think that he would be entangled in this question.

Ye Xingze tilted his head, his tone was puzzled, "Aren't you welcome?"

"No, you are welcome," Yan Xun quickly denied, feeling that the question he was entangled with was simply unreasonable. The other party was obviously powerful and could come and go freely, so he should not interfere. "You are welcome at any time."

"Do you want to ask, do I only like your family?" Ye Xingze chuckled. The mission object in this world is unexpectedly proactive. Is this the charm of adults?

"Young man, my love is not cheap."

Ye Xingze thought for a while, and felt that the incident was not in a while, and his figure gradually solidified again. He opened his hand to Yan Xun, "You eat, and I will help you strengthen the runes on the jade pendant."

"Aren't you leaving? Will it delay your business?" Yan Xun's eyes lit up slightly, and his tone was filled with restrained joy. As he spoke, he took off the jade pendant in front of his neck and put it in his white palm.

During the movement, he touched the man's palm, and there was a cool touch coming from under the white gloves.

Ye Xingze nodded. Strengthening the runes is not a difficult task. Ye Xingze spent two months getting used to his strength. His slender fingers pointed at the jade pendant that was held in the air, and the jade pendant showed a momentary yellow color. Halo, back to plain.

After finishing the work, Ye Xingze put the jade pendant on the coffee table, leaned back on the back of the sofa, casually, and seemed to be deliberately observing his task object.

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The author has something to say:

Last night I struggled for a long time whether to write another chapter of He Moran, and finally decided to stop there