After My Ex-Boyfriend's White Moonlight Proposed to Me

Xie Ning's work progress was stuck on the actor's appearance.

He designed several versions, but he was not very satisfied. He scribbled and changed it for a long time, and always felt that it lacked some flavor.

Maybe it's because he doesn't understand the actor well enough?

This state of work continued into the night.

The studio that Zhuang Yan organized for him was a bit bigger than his home, with a stack of drawing paper scattered on the long table in the middle.

He drew two strokes and was not satisfied, so he just crumpled the paper and threw it into the trash can next to him.

In the end, Zhuang Yan couldn't stand it any longer, and forced him out of the studio.

Xie Ning subconsciously struggled for a while, and finally raised his head to meet Zhuang Yan's raised eyebrows, he was scared, and was carried away obediently.

Zhuang Yan took him to the sofa, warmed him a cup of milk, and couldn't help but ask, "You used to draw like this... forgetting to eat and sleep?"

Xie Ning nodded habitually, in the middle of nodding he suddenly remembered something, looked at Zhuang Yan's angry eyes, and shook his head obediently.

"It's not that exaggerated." He said awkwardly, "It's just that when I paint, I forget the time, and I didn't paint until I had dinner."

Zhuang Yan said coolly: "Yeah, I was ready to yell for a long time before calling you down at night. If I didn't come to you two days ago, would you just spend the night in the studio?"

Xie Ning took a sip of milk, sat down obediently, and defended himself in a low voice: "I just... I seem to have encountered a bottleneck in the past two days, and I want to draw more to see if I can find inspiration."

Zhuang Yan hummed: "That can't be so hard."

He also knew about Xie Ninka's styling of the male lead, and Xie Ning even discussed it with him a few days ago.

But there was no progress in the discussion. He looked at Xie Ning's previous designs and had a similar feeling. The design was good, but he always felt that something was not perfect.

Like a missing piece of the puzzle.

Xie Ning had been wondering what was missing.

Zhuang Yan watched him slowly drink up the hot milk, and asked casually, "Have you had lunch today?"

Xie Ning paused for a moment with the hand holding the cup, feeling a little guilty for some reason.

Seeing him like this, Zhuang Yan couldn't understand, he was angry and helpless, and finally said: "Starting tomorrow, eat lunch with me too."

Xie Ning: "...Huh?"

Zhuang Yan chuckled lightly: "Ah what?"

It took Xie Ning a while to react: "No, don't bother."

Zhuang Yan looked at him and smiled, "I'm worried."

There is nothing to worry about.

Xie Ning obediently promised: "I will eat well."

"It's late." Zhuang Yan said, "You have a criminal record, I don't trust you."

Xie Ning: "..."

For some reason, Xie Ning felt that Zhuang Yan seemed to be clinging to him more and more recently.

After drinking the milk, Zhuang Yan cleaned up the cup and asked him, "Want to watch a movie?"

Xie Nin blinked.

Zhuang Yan said: "Painting can't be done behind closed doors like this. Why don't you watch other movies, maybe you can find some inspiration?"

Xie Ning thought about it and nodded.

Zhuang Yan's own equipment is not inferior to the projection room of a movie theater, and the environment is also good.

Xie Ning remembered that when they first met, Zhuang Yan used this to abduct him home.

But when he saw the dazzling array of movies on Zhuang Yan's shelf, Xie Ning was still taken aback: "So many?"

"Yeah." He sat on the sofa in the projection room, with his long legs straightened, "There are many foreign movies, many of which are unpopular and out of print. I have kept them for a long time, and they kept their value when I brought them back from abroad."

Xie Ning took a rough look, and he had never even heard of many names.

But he's not a movie buff, so it's normal if he hasn't heard of it.

The sofa in the screening room was huge, but Zhuang Yan chose to sit next to Xie Ning, and put his hands on the back of the sofa, as if he was holding Xie Ning's shoulders.

Xie Ning moved aside calmly, and as soon as he moved, he was pulled back by Zhuang Yan.

In the dark, Zhuang Yan's voice was deep and pleasant: "What are you doing so far away, I can still eat you."

Xie Ning immediately said, "No."

He still wanted to move quietly again, but Zhuang Yan directly pressed his head on his shoulder, threatening him: "If you disturb me watching a movie again, I will hold you and sit on my lap to watch."

Xie Ning: "..."

He felt that with Zhuang Yan's temperament, maybe he could really do this, so he made up his mind not to give him this chance, and obediently leaned on his shoulder.

After a while, there was no movement nearby, and the sound of breathing gradually eased.

Zhuang Yan turned his head to look, facing the glimmering light of the big screen, Xie Ning closed his eyes, his expression was indescribably serene.

He fell asleep.

Zhuang Yanyan took a small blanket from the side and covered him.

Xie Ning seemed to be startled by his action, turned over, and Zhuang Yan subconsciously lowered his breathing.

Fortunately, Xie Ning didn't wake up, but buried half of his body in Zhuang Yan's arms, found a comfortable position, and slept more soundly.

Zhuang Yan lowered the volume of the movie, watched his sleeping face for a while, and sighed slowly.

He knew that since Xie Ning went to see Dr. Ji, he had been suffering from insomnia for several days.

Also quietly taking sleeping pills while drinking milk.

Sleeping pills are bad for your health if you use them too much. Zhuang Yan couldn't stand it anymore, and didn't want to irritate him, so he quietly replaced the sleeping pills with milk tablets that look similar and have no side effects on the body.

Anyway, he usually pours a slice into it when he drinks milk, and he can't taste anything.

Xie Ning didn't doubt it, he just thought that his body had developed resistance to sleeping pills.

When I can't sleep, I go to the studio to paint all night, and then quietly go back to the room the next morning, pretending to have just woken up.

It was hard to put him to sleep today, Zhuang Yan wanted to let him sleep comfortably, leaned on the sofa for a long time, and waited until half of his body was going numb before making sure that he would not wake Xie Ning.

After closing the movie, he carried Xie Ning back to the room, changed him into pajamas, and wanted him to sleep more comfortably on the bed.

When Xie Ning left, he was still tugging at his clothes, as if he had left his embrace, feeling extremely uneasy.

Zhuang Yan sighed deeply again, turned on the bed, and hugged him in his arms.

Xie Ning fell silent.

……

Xie Ning only felt that he had a very peaceful sleep.

In the dream, there were no scenes that disgusted and frightened him, no past that had been accumulated for many years, and no one chattered in his ear.

He felt very quiet and peaceful.

It's like lying on the broad back of a blue whale, floating on the sea.

Looking up was the blue sky and floating white clouds, and seabirds flew over his head.

Occasionally, waves rolled by, but he was safe and sound, without feeling the slightest jolt.

Peaceful and reliable.

It seems that on this broad back, I can stay quietly until the end of time.

When he was about to wake up, he rubbed on the pillow with great nostalgia, as if he didn't want to get out of the dream.

When I opened my eyes, the first thing I saw was the blue whale doll next to the pillow.

The black bean-like eyes seemed to be shining, making Xie Ning feel dazed for a while.

When he went downstairs, Zhuang Yan had already woken up before him.

Xie Ning greeted with some embarrassment: "When I watched a movie yesterday, did I... fell asleep while watching it?"

Zhuang Yan glanced at him with a half-smile: "Yes."

Xie Ning laughed twice: "Then why...don't wake me up."

Zhuang Yan said, "I yelled, but I couldn't wake up."

Xie Ning blurted out, "Impossible."

Zhuang Yan just smiled meaningfully.

Xie Ning became uncertain again.

He seemed to have slept soundly last night, and he couldn't even remember how he got back to his room from the screening room.

I guess I haven't slept well in the past few days, and I made up for it with this sleep.

Zhuang Yan beckoned him to sit down and have breakfast: "I can't wake up screaming, just like Sleeping Beauty. In the end, I couldn't help it. I wanted to try another method."

"What..." Xie Ning asked halfway, remembering the Sleeping Beauty story he just mentioned, and immediately swallowed the following words.

Zhuang Yan still replied: "I want to see if I can kiss you awake like in a fairy tale."

Xie Ning: "..."

He tried his best not to show his emotions so much, but the tips of his ears blushed uncontrollably.

Seeing Zhuang Yan's half-smile, Xie Ning buried himself in his breakfast and decided to change the subject: "You brought me back to the room yesterday?"

"Yes." Zhuang Yan said in a low voice, "I carried you up."

hugged...

The corners of Xie Ning's lips trembled, unable to speak.

How did you hug it?

Should you put him on your shoulders like a sack, or hug him with your waist clasped, or...a princess hug?

Xie Ning flicked through several images in his mind, and the blush spread on his face bit by bit following the images.

You definitely can't ask Zhuang Yan this, let alone whether he will tell the truth.

If he really asked, wouldn't he send himself up.

As far as Zhuang Yan's temperament is concerned, if you really want to study it carefully, if you don't make fun of him from head to toe, he won't be called Zhuang Yan!

Xie Nin cried out silently in his heart.

He didn't drink any alcohol last night, how could he sleep so deeply, now he doesn't even have the slightest impression of how he was hugged up.

While he was struggling, Zhuang Yan saw that he hadn't spoken for a long time, and pointed to the clothes on his body, and said, "I also changed the pajamas."

Xie Ning: "..."

Needless to say, my face turned even redder.

Knowing that this person was probably going to start molesting him again, Xie Ning put down his chopsticks and decided to go for the best plan.

"I, I'm done eating."

Zhuang Yan raised his eyebrows: "Only two bites?"

Xie Ning lowered his head and whispered, "I have a small appetite."

After he finished speaking, he left the dining table, and just two steps away, Zhuang Yan said slowly behind his back: "It's okay if you don't eat breakfast, anyway, you have to eat lunch with me."

Xie Ning staggered and almost fell to the ground.

He turned his head and glared at Zhuang Yan in grief, then, without looking at his expression, he slipped back into the room, and the first thing he did was to change out of his pajamas.

It's cold in winter, and he wears warm underwear underneath, which is still the same as yesterday, and no one has touched it.

Zhuang Yan has always known how to measure, and he also stepped on the bottom line when teasing him, and would not overdo it.

Xie Ning changed his clothes, and when he went out, he casually glanced in the mirror.

The face of the person in the mirror is ruddy, with the unrevealed expression of spring in his brows and eyes, and the corners of his lips slightly raised, giving him a face full of spring breeze.

How can there be the haggardness of insomnia a few days ago.

Xie Ning couldn't help but reached out and touched his face, the cold touch made him shiver, and the person in the mirror also trembled.

Only then did he confirm that the person in the mirror was himself.

This is also... too slutty.

Xie Ning wanted to bury himself under the quilt again.

This morning, Zhuang Yan waited in the living room for a long time before finally waiting for Xie Ning, who was blushing and walking down slowly.

Zhuang Yan raised his eyebrows unexpectedly.

He didn't say anything in the morning.

Why did Xie Ning set himself on fire?

The author has something to say: Zhuang Zhuang: I have upgraded to a sleeping pill again.

Ning Ning: (brain supplement) (blush) (brain supplement) (blush even more) (brain supplement) (blush so much that I burned myself)