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Shen Zui is a person who is loyal to himself and releases his nature.

He didn't think that the "boring" that Yan Mingyang said was really boring.

In fact, the stricter the rules and regulations on the surface, the more serious the resistance to the demonization of certain specific images in the bottom of my heart.

"I'm going to take a bath." Shen Zui stood up, not discussing with Yan Mingyang, "I'm very tired today, I should soak for a long time."

"If you must discuss matters now, I can video call you from the bathtub."

"........."

Shen Zui was serious, with such a serious tone.Yan Mingyang was stunned for a while before realizing whether he was flirting, expressing dissatisfaction, or driving away customers.

"No need." Yan Mingyang glanced at his watch and said calmly, "Go clubbing."

Shen Zui took the phone into the bathroom.He put the hot water in, and the space was soon filled with hot and humid water vapor, visually charming and ambiguous.

The bathroom means shedding all the bells and whistles of the body and revealing the attractive skin.It’s an instinctive feeling to relax, to let go of the pretense, to look honestly at yourself in the mirror.

Yan Mingyang stared at the bathroom door and the connected glass wall thoughtfully for a while.

It was a single-sided glass wall.

Yan Mingyang didn't know that Shen Zui in the bathroom was also watching him, extremely calm, like a biologist observing a slide specimen through a microscope.

A few seconds later, Shen Zui laughed contemptuously.

He took off his clothes in twos and twos, and turned around in front of the mirror briskly like a ballroom dance, admiring his fresh body generously——

From top to bottom, it has the heat and breath of life, and it is beautiful regardless of gender, age, or race.

Then, Shen Zui immersed himself in the slightly hot water with satisfaction, and slowly closed his eyes.

He is really tired today and needs a good rest.He has to recharge his batteries to deal with more things.

After an unknown amount of time, Shen Zui heard footsteps outside, followed by the door closing.

He lazily opened his eyes, and Yan Mingyang on the other side of the glass wall had disappeared.

During the two-day vacation, Shen Zui had a pleasant time.

During the period, Liu Heng contacted him, and "Spring Habitat" had already been finished.

Liu Heng: When will you return to Shanghai?

Shen Xiaozui: Soon.

Shen Xiaozui: I have two scenes left to wrap up.

Shen Xiaozui: Is the teacher in Shanghai?

Liu Heng: Not now.

Shen Xiaozui: [crying]

Shen Zui didn't tell Liu Heng about changing his agency, even though Liu Heng might be able to help him.

Yan Mingyang has been silent for the past few days.He left that night without saying hello, and he didn't explain to Shen Zui afterwards, and Shen Zui didn't ask—both parties felt that it was unnecessary.

Yan Mingyang obviously thought that he had already secured the victory, so he didn't need to spend any more energy on Shen Zui.

"It's a hassle to touch someone's emotions."

Shen Zui always remembered what Yan Mingyang said.

It's just that Yan Mingyang didn't find Shenzui to chat regularly and connect with each other, but he actually sent someone to warn Ji Chengyu.

Intoxicated: "......"

"Why did you tell Yan Mingyang?" Shen Zui was shocked during the wechat call.

"Playing games." Ji Chengyu was not affected much.He said indifferently, "It's just playing games."

"Yan Mingyang didn't do anything to you that night, did he?"

Shen Zui was quiet, "He said he wanted to sign me to his company."

"Ah????" Ji Chengyu was very confused, and there was an obvious mistake in the operation.Fortunately, he was skilled and rescued him in time.

"Does Yan Mingyang have a brokerage company?"

"As far as I know, no." Shen Zui said, "But he always has a way."

"........."

Ji Chengyu was speechless.

Perhaps because he once liked Yan Mingyang, he couldn't swear at him for a while, so he could only say euphemistically, "Working under Yan Mingyang has no benefits except for more money."

Shen Zui did not comment on this.He cautiously said, "By the way, don't tell others about this, such as Liu Heng."

"Why should I tell Liu Heng?" Ji Chengyu was even more puzzled.He thought for a while, "Oh, do you have a good relationship?"

"Hmm." Shen Zui said.

Ji Chengyu sighed, "Then what are you going to do about Yan Mingyang? You probably won't just sit and wait for death."

Shen Zui has already decided to talk to Pei Yan after the holiday, but the result is not clear.

"I'm thinking of a way." Shen Zui said

Ji Chengyu hummed, and didn't ask any more questions.

The next day was the penultimate day of being immersed in the crew of "Out of Temperature".

When going to the set in the morning, Xiao Min reported to Shen Zui in the car about the specific preparations for the finale banquet.

Shen Zui remembered that Yan Mingyang suddenly appeared in the house that day, gave Xiao Min a casual look, closed his eyes and didn't answer.

"Mr. Shen didn't sleep well last night." An An hurriedly told Xiao Min.

"...Oh." Xiao Min stopped talking.

Pei Yan has always been stuck on the set, and Shen Zui didn't find time to chat with him alone until his lunch break.

"Director Pei."

"what's up?"

Shen Zui moved a chair by himself and sat down next to Pei Yan to show that what he was going to talk about was a serious matter.

"I want to ask, is your company still signing people?"

Pei Yan looked intoxicated for a few seconds, then smiled understandingly, "Did Yan Mingyang look for you?"

Shen Zui's facial features are calm, but his eyes are full of exhaustion, "Yeah."

Pei Yan seemed somewhat interested in Shen Zui taking the initiative to find him.

It's just that his attitude was vague, neither agreeing nor refusing, as if he was still weighing.

Intoxication is not too tight.He briefly explained what he meant, and then came out of Pei Yan's rest area.

The sun is very dry outside, which makes people feel disturbed, and it is difficult for them to stay calm and clear.

I don't know if it's an illusion.Shen Zui always felt that someone was staring at him.

After Yan Mingyang came out of the intoxicated room that day, he changed his ticket and returned to Beijing ahead of schedule.

It stands to reason that he still has enough time to rest before dawn.But he didn't sleep well that night.

Yan Mingyang was stuck in a muddy dreamland.He clearly knew that he was standing in front of Shen Zui's bathroom door.

The door in the dream has a different kind of magic.

The harder Yan Mingyang vowed not to open it, the tighter the door seemed to become looser.There are countless mischievous random factors in the air, making it impossible for people to control the next second.

The only certainty is that Yan Mingyang has a strong premonition: the door will open sooner or later.

Intoxication may come out, maybe not.He may have clothes on, he may not.

But none of that matters.

What Yan Mingyang is most afraid of is himself in the bathroom mirror, and Shen Zui's gaze.

The next day, Yan Mingyang got up in a weak state of mind, drank a glass of refreshing ice Americano and went to attend Zhou Liqun's wedding anniversary.

Due to the absence of his own son Zhou Dafei, Yan Mingyang, as Zhou Liqun's first disciple, took on a lot of affairs as a matter of course.He was more half-host than guest.

"Are you sleepy?" Zhou Liqun's wife suddenly asked in the middle of the luncheon.

Yan Mingyang was confident that he was in the same state, and immediately smiled, "No."

"The human body is not deceiving." Mrs. Zhou pursed her lips helplessly, "Your usual dark circles are not so heavy."

"........."

Yan Mingyang suddenly remembered what happened when he was a child.

Yang Ling took an earth-colored thing and painted it under his eyes. Yan Mingyang was very confused and asked his mother why she had dark circles.

Yang Ling violently knocked Yan Mingyang on the head, "That's called lying silkworm! It's big eyes!"

"........."

This is beyond the scope of Yan Mingyang's knowledge.

After knocking, Yang Ling sighed exaggeratedly again, "If I had eyes as big as yours, I wouldn't have to turn into lying silkworms."

Yan Mingyang was stunned for a long time, he stood where he was, his eyes were straight and he didn't speak.

It wasn't his usual reaction.

Mrs. Zhou: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Yan Mingyang shook his head casually.

Today is a nice auspicious day with nice weather.The scene of the wedding anniversary, the atmosphere is warm and peaceful.

Yan Mingyang suddenly had an incompatible atmosphere in his mind, which was cold and gloomy, as he greeted and sent him away.

Prisons house the living, but tombstones house the dead.

Father can't even visit mother's grave.

This was the thought that Yan Mingyang suddenly realized.

Yan Mingyang was busy with his wedding anniversary, and hurried to Chongqing with Mr. Tan the next day.

He didn't notify Pei Yan in advance, but fortunately, the game was organized.

After two consecutive days of busy work, Yan Mingyang thought of Shen Zui again before leaving Chongqing.In his intuitive sense, intoxication is closely connected with his past.

Shen Zui may not know anything about himself, but he is strung together in all Yan Mingyang's memories like a silk thread.

After hesitating again and again, Yan Mingyang did not contact Shen Zui.He didn't know what to say.

Intoxicated is very sober.His demands are consistent.

Yan Mingyang is telling a big lie. On the surface, he is indifferent to Shenzui, but in private he will warn Ji Chengyu for no reason, and he is even thinking about buying an NS.

Yan Mingyang was afraid that intoxication would see through his guilty conscience.

About the past, about the present and the future.

After returning to Shanghai, Yan Mingyang went directly to the company.He always has endless things to deal with, and there is never enough money in this world.

After a busy day, Yan Mingyang didn't come home until midnight.He was very tired, and subconsciously went to the bathroom, but was awakened by the light on the glass at the door.

Yan Mingyang stopped at the door.He swallowed subconsciously, and after a full minute of mental preparation, he walked in seriously.

Yan Mingyang took the stiffest bath ever.

After he came out, he received a WeChat message from his secretary.

Sang Lili: Mr. Yan, Teacher Shen was photographed by a gossip magazine again...