Reunited with the old actor who broke the mirror

People are so strange, there is a thin line between happiness and doubt, Jian Yao floated into the room with an incredible mood, Xie Qinian's words kept circling in his mind.

Mr. determined his orientation so quickly?This is not the same as before, they are starting again now, the memory has disappeared, and the sexual choice should also disappear.

Mr. Mingming said that he only confirmed it after they were together. Why is it earlier now? This thing also has a memory anchor, just like eating something, you must have eaten it before, otherwise how could you have an idea.

After thinking about it like this, his mood suddenly fell again, like swinging on a swing, he felt a strong sense of weightlessness.After taking a shower, he went back to his room and wiped his hair twice. He decided to muster up the courage to find out, otherwise he wouldn't be able to sleep at night.

Is there something that the husband didn't tell him, such as having an ex?According to their current relationship, Xie Qinian's answer might be different.

With this in mind, he used a reason of "giving a gift" to find Xie Qinian.

Xie Qinian opened the door, and the first thing he saw was his wet hair. Jian Yao entered the room with a gift in his arms. Xie Qinian said "sit" and asked him, "Why didn't you dry it?"

Jian Yao said: "It's okay in summer, let's dry it after a while."

Xie Qinian conjured up a hair dryer out of nowhere, and stroked his hair with one hand. The warm wind blew and quickly dried it.

There seemed to be an electric current when his fingers passed by, and Jian Yao's scalp felt numb. He put the gift on the table, sitting in a good posture, but his mouth was not good: "Thank you, Teacher Tony."

Xie Qinian couldn't help laughing, after a long while, he sat back on the bed and asked, "What is it?"

The glass cover was covered by flannelette, so it was hard to see what was inside. Jian Yao didn't intend to let him guess. Xie Qinian took it over and opened it. It turned out to be two roses. Two of the common red roses on the market are colorful when put together.

"I used roses as the theme for this shoot. I thought it was very beautiful, so I brought two back." Jian Yao blushed slightly, and the gift was prepared hastily.

Xie Qinian smiled deeply: "I like it very much, it is a romantic theme."

"When will the ad go up?"

Jian Yao said, "It's Qixi Festival."

He put both hands under the chair, buttoned it, pretended to be casual and continued, "Because the brand said that Beauty Makeup will release a rose suit, which is convenient for Valentine's Day gifts."

His heart was pounding, and he stretched out his tentacles softly to test: "Ah... Mr. Xie also gave gifts on Valentine's Day before? Roses or something." When he spoke, he could hear the resonance in his chest The voice, expectant yet uneasy.

When his nerves collapsed to a certain level, he became afraid and had the idea of ​​shrinking back, but Xie Qinian laughed and cut off his messy thoughts: "I never gave anyone a gift on Valentine's Day."

Jian Yao looked at him, touched those smiling eyes, and his face became hot: "I thought Mr. Xie had..."

"Because the orientation is clear?" Xie Qinian asked.

Jian Yao nodded, and Xie Qinian said again: "There is a reason, but it has nothing to do with my ex, I don't have an ex."

Jian Yao doesn't know what to say, happiness and worry are equally divided, he seems to be considered an "ex"?

Xie Qinian soon found that Jian Yao didn't feel happy because of his answer, but his complexion improved a lot. He leaned against the head of the bed and asked through his question: "Where are you kids, did you fall in love at school?"

Jian Yao quickly shook his head: "I haven't talked about it."

Xie Qinian laughed, Jian Yao felt that he had been teased, so he deliberately said, "It's not like we haven't talked about it."

"Ok?"

Jian Yao smiled and blinked: "Fall in love with music."

Xie Qinian followed him and laughed, the eyes of the two met in mid-air, their eyes were almost bent into the same arc, the light was very soft, Jian Yao felt that he had actually seen love in Xie Qinian's eyes, he subconsciously denied it, always thinking like this Is it a little narcissistic?

"Then... good night, teacher." He said.

Xie Qinian always remembered the question he didn't answer during the day, but it was not appropriate to ask it now, so he didn't mention it again.

Don't worry, there are still many opportunities.

"Good night."

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Halfway through the filming of "Floating Life", it finally reached a critical point. Meng Hui spent an hour discussing the plot with Xie Qinian, persuading him to add a few intimate scenes to make it more impactful. Going to the side, every few words he asked Jian Yao if this was the reason, Jian Yao's face turned from pink to deep red, Xie Qinian couldn't stop laughing.

"The tone of this drama is a bit bitter. If your protagonists don't have any sweetness, what do you watch? And there is no turning point, how will you act in the future?"

Meng Hui glanced at Jian Yao, who nodded.

"Why don't you two drink some wine, and I will definitely clear the stage during the performance, and the scale is not too big, what do you think, Xiao Jane?"

Jian Yao choked out the word "yes", and finally, under Meng Hui's indiscriminate bombardment, smoke came out of his head, and he said to Xie Qinian, "Teacher, I don't care, it's all for the needs of the plot."

Meng Hui didn't give Xie Qinian any leeway, and made a decision directly: "Okay, that's it, I can't be a director for nothing, I have to have some decision-making power."

Xie Qinian didn't say much the whole time, Jian Yao was about to leave after finishing speaking, but he grabbed him, looked at his blushing face, and said, "I want to hide now, why did I promise so quickly just now?"

Jian Yao whispered: "I think Director Meng is very anxious, and I also want to shoot the scene well."

"Well," Xie Qinian stared at the tips of his ears for a while, then asked again, "Are you uncomfortable?"

Jian Yao was stunned for a moment, and said, "No, as long as it's with the teacher."

This sounded true, Xie Qinian said: "That's good." The two stood together, the air was sticky, and they felt a little restrained, they even restrained their speech, like the calm water before the storm.

They returned to the plot together.

Su Youbai was irritated by the Su family's affairs. He became more and more silent day by day, sitting and reading at the desk every day. Meng Xinke felt that he could not shoulder the responsibilities of the Su family. This sentence weighed heavily on him. In his mind, it made him breathless.

Shen Boyuan became the only bright color in his life. Originally, Su Youbai was smaller and more lively than Shen Boyuan, but now the whole thing was reversed, and Shen Boyuan took the trouble to talk to him every day, but Su Youbai seldom spoke in vernacular.

One day, Shen Boyuan and Meng Xinke quarreled again because of the Su family. They deliberately chose a far corner so that Su Youbai could not hear it, but Su Youbai still listened. The Su family needed someone to make up their minds. People, Shen Boyuan believes that Su Youbai can support himself, but Meng Xinke thinks it is too slow, the Su family not only involves his own family, but also many businesses in the south of Lucheng.

"Brother An Shan, you are a bit too bookish, the battle will not change qualitatively because of one of your reports, Youbai will not grow up overnight, you are betting your hopes on one place, it is destined not to last long. " Meng Xinke told Shen Boyuan so.

"Qi Tong, you once published an editorial on "New Century"," Shen Boyuan said after a long silence, ""School business spirit is often the secret key to overturning the times, and it is also the gate of the torrent of the times." This sentence was also written by you ,do you remember? "

This was destined to be a conversation with no beginning and no end, Shen Boyuan turned his head and met Su Youbai's eyes.

The moment Shen Boyuan approached Su Youbai, Su Youbai suddenly opened his mouth and called out: "Sir."

Shen Boyuan stared at him and heard him ask: "Are you still willing to be my tutor?"

For so many days, this was the first time he spoke to him in such a serious manner. Shen Boyuan raised his hand, as if he wanted to touch his head, but finally landed on his shoulder: "As long as you need, I will always be there for you." Here." He always remembered the kindness of the Su family.

Su Youbai's elder brother is very smart. He took over the shipping business and went through a lot of ways from bookkeeping. At the age of 21, he helped his father support the family. Su Youbai actually inherited Su's father's wisdom. He is good at numbers and business. Either way, it's usually just a click away.

Shen Boyuan patiently helped him fill in the gaps in his knowledge. Although he didn't know how to do business, he ran newspapers and periodicals, read an amazing amount, and got a lot of first-line news from businessmen in the market. Su Youbai only slept for four hours a day, forcing himself to grow up. He contacted With the help of the manager of the Su family and the owners of several shops, he took over from scratch. In three months, the Su family showed signs of revival.

After the steward finished his report, he wiped away his tears in the courtyard, bowed to Shen Boyuan, and Shen Boyuan returned the salute silently.

In June, Sujia Salt and Iron successfully bypassed Nancheng and took the Fengcheng Canal, broke through the enemy's blockade, and transported the first batch of goods to the front line. The iron factory and toothpaste factory opened branches in Jinbei, and most of the workers were transferred there. A steward and Su Youbai stayed in Lucheng. They persuaded Su Youbai to go north, but Su Youbai insisted on refusing.

"Nowhere is really safe." He knew that his reasons were a bit far-fetched. He felt that he was still a bit egotistical in his bones, and he couldn't do the same thing as his father and brother, thinking about things in a profit-oriented way.

In his heart, he knew that he had someone he cared about, and if he left, Shen Boyuan would be alone in Lucheng.

In the dead of night, he thought about why he missed Shen Boyuan, maybe it was because of family affection, teacher-student relationship, whatever it was, he thought about Shen Boyuan more and more.

In mid-summer, in order to celebrate Su Youbai's conclusion of a new deal, Shen Boyuan cooked fish and cooked a few more dishes. Su Youbai watched him knock the fish out in a hurry, and laughed at the door frame.

Now, he would only smile like this when he was with Shen Boyuan.

Shen Boyuan was embarrassed, but he still finished the fish, Su Youbai was helping the cook, the young master can cook now, even though Shen Boyuan felt sorry for him sometimes and was reluctant to let him touch it.

It was raining outside in summer, Su Youbai dug out the sweet-scented osmanthus wine that Shen Boyuan made last autumn, and the two listened to the sound of the rain, and had dinner. These days, Su Youbai knew many stories about Shen Boyuan, such as being embarrassed when he couldn't answer the questions in school Fluffy, for example, he was naughty when he was a child, he would dig out birds' eggs from trees, and he was rebellious when he grew up. His family didn't allow him to learn literature, but he insisted on learning it.

His Mr. Shen was never a log. He was a very backbone and very interesting young man, not a few years older than him, as lonely as him, but full of vigor.

Something trickled out from his heart, Su Youbai leaned on Shen Boyuan's shoulder, they listened to the sound of the rain side by side, it was gray outside, but the lights in the house were warm.

Shen Boyuan's body smelled of book ink, which smelled very good. Su Youbai was hot all over and rubbed against his shoulder and neck.

After Shen Boyuan finished speaking, he lowered his head and saw Su Youbai was looking at him, holding the hem of his clothes. He waited for a while, and heard Su Youbai ask: "Summer is over, are autumn and winter coming?"

Shen Boyuan rubbed his hair, and replied seriously: "Spring is coming soon."

Su Youbai buried her head in Shen Boyuan's arms, tears soaked his front.He didn't cry when his father and elder brother left, and he didn't cry when he held the vigil for them. He stretched the string of sorrow very long, until today, it suddenly relaxed.

Shen Boyuan hugged him tightly, their lives were intertwined and inseparable early on.

The lights flicked twice, Su Youbai raised his head, and called "Teacher", soft and waxy like a kitten, the breath of the two brushed each other's cheeks, and each other's shadow was reflected in the pupils, after a momentary pause, Su Youbai Bai closed his eyes and kissed Shen Boyuan's lips.

The arms wrapped around his waist tightened, but he didn't retreat.

They are all drunk.