Reunited with the old actor who broke the mirror

When Zhizhi saw Jian Yao, she was shocked, how can she describe it?It is the feeling of a dream come true, comparable to 500 million falling from the sky and hitting the forehead.

Most of this incident was caused by accident. Zhizhi packed her things and found that several tools had been left in the dressing room. To go to the dressing room, she had to pass through the common room. She stood outside the door of the lounge and heard Xie Qinian's voice, He just asked if he could go in, and after a few seconds, Xie Qinian opened the door.

She was about to go in when she heard Xie Qinian suddenly ask: "Do you have that autographed photo with you?"

That's a baby, Zhizhi kept it in her pocket, she nodded, there seemed to be other people in the lounge, she heard a laugh, and asked with a bright and youthful air, "Is it Miss Makeup Artist?"

Zhizhi was stunned, standing in the middle of the lounge, her fingers trembling while holding the photo.

"You... Are you Teacher Jian Yao?" This address seemed cautious, and Zhizhi secretly pinched herself.

The person on the opposite side had curved eyes, bright as stars, wearing a furry hat, which made it easy for people to feel close. He took off his mask and nodded.

Zhizhi Haoxuan didn't scream out directly, she handed over the photo, her whole face turned red.Jian Yao smiled cutely, and added a "to" sign next to Xie Qinian's signature, writing: "Be happy."

"Thank you, Teacher Jian." Zhizhi said stutteringly, her head was already dizzy, although the relationship between two men may be friendship besides love, but she admits that she is a CP brain, and it's over!Must be true love!

It took 5 minutes to go back and forth to clean up tools, and the happiness seemed to last for two centuries. Zhizhi took the autographed photo, went out and hid in the corner and stomped her feet. In the dead of night, she pointed at it with trembling hands and took a photo. Weibo celebrate!

The two bosses didn't say that you can't post Weibo, so you can post it, right! ?

The two people in the room were not worried about the exposure of the photos or visits to the class. People might not believe the truth of the online information, and these things are worthy of praise in the eyes of CP fans, but they will become brotherhood in the mouths of Wei fans.

No matter what you say, there is no need to deliberately go to public relations.

The rest of the time is just the two of them.

Xie Qinian was filmed in the film and television city, and there were all kinds of crew members coming and going. Everyone was busy like a top. Seeing Xie Qinian nodding his head to say hello, Jian Yao was wearing a hat, mask, and long down jacket. He didn't attract anyone's attention. The weather was very cold Cold, he stuffed one hand into Xie Qinian's coat pocket in the night.

Xie Qinian held his fingers and rubbed them, the heat dispelled the coolness of the fingertips, Mr. Xie was serious on the surface, and secretly clasped fingers with Jian Yao, the secret sweetness rolled up again.

They chose a road with few people. The first time Jian Yao came to the film and television city, he regarded it as sightseeing. Lanterns were hung in the ancient streets and alleys, and there were few modern facilities. The whole street looked dark and quiet.

Seeing that he was in high spirits, Xie Qinian said to him: "This street..."

"It's called Suzaku Street." Jian Yao answered quickly.

Xie Qinian just laughed: "Isn't it common in film and television dramas?"

Jian Yao raised her eyebrows: "There is a play called "32". I remember that most of the street scenes are taken from this street, right?"

"32" was Xie Qinian's first martial arts-themed movie. He was 24 years old at the time, and he was a third-tier celebrity, but this drama won him the Best Newcomer Award at the Baiyu Award and the Most Popular Actor Award at the Golden Silk Rattan Award. The play also won an award and has since started his international journey.

Xie Qinian held Jian Yao's hand tightly, and responded.

"I remember the street next to it is the street scene of the Republic of China. It should be called Beiyang South Lane," Jian Yao said, "Mr. has filmed "A Lantern" to talk about the culture of the Republic of China."

The two walked forward, and they could vaguely see the spire of the clock tower. Xie Qinian recalled: "There were two directors in that film, and Director Yuan was still an assistant director at that time." Everyone worked hard to win the best film.

Jian Yao smiled and said: "Director Yuan is numb to winning awards now, I asked him if "Memory Retrospective" can be selected for the award, and Director Yuan said that it is fine if it can be finished, and he doesn't care about the rest, as long as he wins the award, he will hide it." It's okay, it doesn't matter."

Xie Qinian frowned: "Is he thinking of going on vacation as soon as possible?"

Jian Yao: "Isn't that right? Director Yuan said that the post-editing made the producer stare at him, but this is unlucky."

Xie Qinian said: "Then... Hurry up and pooh."

The sir is so cute, Jian Yao's eyes turned into crescent moons, and he did as he did.

The street is very long. They passed by a restaurant. The proprietress was splashing water outside. She looked up and saw Xie Qinian, and she called out, "Mr. Xie, you are here!" They all know which celebrity likes to eat.

Xie Qi has eaten noodles and drank wine here in the past years. Seeing the greeting from the proprietress, he took Jian Yao in. The first floor is an open restaurant, and the second floor is a private room, suitable for drinking and chatting.

When Jian Yao entered the room, the proprietress took a few glances. She didn't gossip, but was curious: "I don't think I've seen this one in our film and television city."

Xie Qinian looked down at Jian Yao and said, "Well, my little friend."

Jian Yao scratched his palm with her fingertips, like a kitten, the itchy feeling rushed into her heart.

The two ordered mulled wine, and as soon as they leaned together to have a conversation, the proprietress brought the wine up. Seeing the two of them getting so close together, she raised her eyebrows and felt that the heart of gossip that hadn't been burned for a long time seemed to be revived. But she's in control.

Jian Yao seldom drinks alcohol, and he is too busy with work to have such leisure time. Now that Xie Qinian is by his side, he plans to indulge.

Xie Qinian looked down at the little rice cake beside him. From his drooping thick eyelashes, it fell on his sipping lips. There was a shimmer of light in the private room, reflecting a curve of moistness. I can imagine lips dyed with red wine, they must be bright and attractive.

"Sir, don't you want to drink?" When Jian Yao was talking, there was still a drop of red wine on his lips. He licked it with the tip of his tongue and rolled most of it into his mouth. Xie Qinian rolled his Adam's apple and swallowed it up and down in the light. There seemed to be faint blue veins floating on his body.

"Is it okay not to drink the wine in the glass?" Xie Qinian said.

The nearly 30-year-old didn't have the patience to wait for an answer. He leaned over and kissed Jian Yao's lips. The red wine mixed with honey saliva was extra sweet. He quickly caught the tip of his tongue and easily hooked it into his territory. .

Jian Yao breathed out very quickly, before he could digest the long kiss, the next wave came.

Slightly separated gaps, cool wind poured in through the gaps in the windows, Jian Yao felt cold, shrugged his shoulders, and was stunned when he turned his head.

"Sir, it's snowing!"

Xie Qinian hugged him from behind, the sky was covered with snow and fine stars fell on the window covered with lights from the street, Jian Yao turned to look at him and said, "Sir, this is the second winter we have lived."

In his pocket was the keychain with the photo and the flying crane pendant. He took out the keychain, and two years of time merged before his eyes. At the beginning of winter, the first snow suddenly became very meaningful. .

"Also," Jian Yao said, "Sir, happy ending."

Xie Qinian tightened his arms. They met in Zhongxia because of filming and fell in love in Chudong. After three seasons, they will continue to walk together.

Before Jian Yao appeared, Xie Qinian's life was somewhat boring. If he hadn't been an actor, he would have been a doctor or a lawyer. The good thing about the profession of an actor is that he can taste all kinds of things in the world and change many kinds of personalities. To love unrestrainedly also allows unbridled release of desire.

He is a cautious and boring person in life, but in front of Jian Yao, his emotions become clear.

I don't remember how I got back to the hotel. The red wine has a strong aftertaste, and the fruit wood is sweet and astringent when I first drink it. After more than half an hour, the feeling of being slightly drunk spread over my head. Jian Yao was half-hung on Teacher Xie. up.

"Sir, kiss." Jian Yao hooked Teacher Xie's neck, bent to kiss his cheek, but Xie Qinian pinched the back of his neck.

"Yaoyao, do I have a finale gift?" Xie Qinian leaned closer and bit his earlobe, looking at the pink layer on Xiaonian Gao's ears.

Jian Yao pointed to the cake next to the table. It has a very retro shape. The cream is spread on the cake base, and the outer layer is decorated with flowers and sprinkled with silver beads. The kind that was popular in the 90s of the last century. He chose it for a long time today and asked Yan Xun to help Ordered, inspired by the play he just finished.

Xie Qinian became serious: "Not enough." Only retro cakes are not enough.

Jian Yao grabbed the buttons on his clothes and unbuttoned them after playing with them. He raised his head, his fair face was reddened by the smell of alcohol, and it was more delicious than cakes. : "How about eating rice cakes?"

The words came out, but before he could take his eyes back, Teacher Xie pressed him against the wall. He protected his head with one hand, and ran the other hand along the edge of the sweater. Just as he was about to unwrap the present, Jian Yao suddenly struggled , Said: "Cake..." It was hard to choose.

Teacher Xie tore off the ribbon of the cake and patiently taught him: "You can eat it with rice cakes."

Jian Yao snorted softly, raised her head, the air was mixed with the scent of cream, pink sticking out of the thick white, like small flower buds emerging from the snow-covered land, clear and clear Temptation, attracting people to pick.

The fine snow outside the window grew bigger, making a gentle "rustling" sound, and the intertwined sounds inside the house became a variation of early winter.

Jian Yao's hand stroked the ups and downs of his back, and the fingertips rested on the shoulder blades, like a piece of driftwood on the surface of water covered with thick snow. He climbed up and was washed down by the current. The air, as well as the lungs, are boiled.

When his vision gradually blurred, he was kissed tenderly.

He heard a familiar voice and whispered to himself in his ear: "Yaoyao, you will get everything I have ever had."

Flowers all the way, applause all the way, and honor, and a person who loves him forever.

Just like the street they walked in the film and television city recorded Xie Qinian's hard work and glory for many years, he also wanted to give these to his lover.

"I will always stay with you."