Bai Yueguang wants to marry me in a flash[Entertainment]

Since that night, Yan Bin has been avoiding You Ding, trying not to see him as much as possible.

This incident was indeed embarrassing. Two people who were not familiar with each other turned out to be so intimate. What made Yan Bin even more devastated was that Yan's father actually approached You Ding and asked him for an explanation.

This level of embarrassment is simply epic.

After the filming of I Like You So Much, Yan Bin returned to City A. Nothing happened a few days ago. According to the past, Yan Bin has free time after finishing his leisure work every day. He can go out with a large group of friends, but this When he came back once, he couldn't find any interest in it. He was always sullen, like an eggplant beaten by frost, and felt that no matter what he did, it was meaningless.

It was at this time that You Ding sent him a message to ask him out.

Yan Bin refused without thinking.

But the moment he refused, You Ding called.

Yan Bin actually didn't want to answer, but after he refused, You Ding called him directly. If he dared not answer the phone, You Ding might continue to bother him. After thinking twice, Yan Bin decided to answer the phone once. Make it clear, lest You Ding will make any more troubles.

After answering the phone, Yan Bin immediately regretted it again, because he didn't know what to say.

Before he could think it over, You Ding said, "Are you afraid?"

Yan Bin didn't even think about it: "What am I afraid of?"

"Afraid of me," You Ding said, "otherwise why did you reject me?"

Due to his personality, Yan Bin has never had anything to do with the word fear in his life, and he immediately became rebellious: "What's so scary about you! I'm afraid you and my name are written backwards!"

"Okay," You Ding said, "Then I'll send you a location, see you in half an hour."

Yan Bin: "...Wait!"

However, You Ding didn't give him any chance to refuse, and sent him the location directly after hanging up the phone.

Yan Bin stared at the location information on the screen, feeling as if his brain had been kicked by a donkey just now, and he even wanted to go back and grab his collar to ask himself what he was thinking.

Such a low-level aggressive method!How he got hooked!Had he been drugged!

Yan Bin threw the phone on the bed angrily, then grabbed his hair randomly, and lay down on the bed irritably.

After struggling for 5 minutes, Yan Bin stood up and decided to go to the appointment.

Some things still need to be made clear, this is the last time he met with him, and he doesn't want to have any interaction with You Ding again.

Yan Bin put on a coat casually and went out.

Looking for it along the navigation, Yan Bin finally parked the car in front of a handicraft shop.

Yan Bin got out of the car and saw You Ding when he walked to the door. You Ding was standing at the door, wearing a slim camel coat and a black scarf around his neck. He raised his eyes slightly, and he didn't know what he was looking at. He is rather cold, and when he is still and still, it is enough to make people feel a strong sense of alienation, but after a closer look, he feels that his facial features are extremely delicate, and the more he looks at him, the more attractive he is.

Yan Bin stood there for a few seconds, looking at You Ding.

This face is really blind.

It would be great if he was up there that night, it doesn't seem like a loss to sleep with such a fine man.

In fact, if You Ding is willing to do the following, it is not impossible for Yan Bin to consider developing with You Ding......

Stop it, stop it!

Yan Bin took a deep breath, stepped forward, and raised his eyebrows: "Hey..."

You Ding turned to look at him without blinking, his long and narrow eyes were extremely black and deep, as if they could swallow people up at any time.

Yan Bin got stuck in his shell, and most of the momentum he had gathered with great difficulty dissipated in an instant.

"It's very cold today," You Ding handed him the cup he was holding, "Drink something hot."

It was a cup of caramel macchiato. When it was handed over, the body of the cup seemed to still carry the breath of You Ding. scattered.

Yan Bin's attention was quickly diverted by the scent, from "You Ding smells pretty good" to "How long has he had this drink", and then to "How long has he been waiting, am I late? "Isn't it good to be late?" at the end, the change of mental journey, and the original "I must make it clear to him today and then reject him ugly", but he hasn't noticed it yet.

By the time You Ding led him into the handicraft shop, Yan Bin had already taken a sip of the caramel macchiato, paying attention to whether the drink was sweet or not.

It's delicious, but I don't know what brand it is.

Yan Bin thought so.

You Ding turned around and asked, "What do you want to do?"

This is a handmade shop that makes ceramics. You can make all kinds of ceramics. As soon as you enter the store, there is a table of ceramics in the center of the store. The warm yellow light shines down, and every piece of ceramics is shimmering. Sophisticated and cute.

It can be made into all kinds of small animals, or dolls, strange shapes, anything, as long as you can think of it.

But for novices, generally beginners will make some of the simplest plates, cups and the like, which are not too difficult and easy to succeed.

Yan Bin raised his eyebrows: "What do you want to do?"

What You Ding wanted to do was naturally already thought up, but he didn't want to tell Yan Bin in advance, so he smiled slightly: "Secret."

Yan Bin scoffed: "If you don't tell me, don't tell me, I don't want to know."

You Ding should come here often and is very familiar with this place. Under the guidance of the clerk, the two of them started to make it.

The first step in making handmade ceramics is to choose mud, add water and mud until a mud ball is formed.

You Ding and Ni were very skillful in their techniques. Yan Bin watched him and started to do it under the guidance of the shop assistant.

His idea is very simple, that is, to make a small disc. Anyway, the first time to make ceramics is to play, and it will be fine if it can be successfully fired in the end. He didn't expect to make such a great and earth-shattering work.

It's a very strange feeling.

Obviously these days are very irritable, and I find it boring to do anything, but being called out by You Ding to play with mud and make ceramics, the two of them stayed quietly without talking, but Yan Bin's heart miraculously calmed down.

There were only the two of them in a small room except for the clerk who was in charge of instructing, and there was a quiet and peaceful atmosphere in the air.

But the silence didn't last long.

Yan Bin was born with a restless temper. When he started kneading the mud, he kept looking at You Ding, seeing how flexible his sleeves were rolled up, and couldn't help asking: "Do you often come to do this?"

"That's right," You Ding looked down at the mud ball in his hand, "Sometimes I come here to play when I'm in a bad mood, and I can divert my attention a little..."

Yan Bin thought for a while: "So you are in a bad mood today?"

"That's not true," You Ding raised his gaze and landed on him, "Sometimes I'll come here when I'm in a good mood, and today I'm in a good mood."

Yan Bin blinked, as if something flashed by so fast that he couldn't catch it, but with his brain, as long as it wasn't something that was clearly on the bright side, he generally couldn't catch it.

"It takes patience to do this." Yan Bin didn't calm down for a while and then began to feel restless. "Then besides doing this, what do you usually like to do?"

You Ding pondered for a while: "Sing and practice your voice."

Yan Bin became interested: "Hey, you learn bel canto, right? You are the first one I know who learns bel canto. Doesn't your singing sound nice?"

You Ding: "That depends on your definition of nice."

Yan Bin threw aside the mud ball that hadn't been kneaded a few times: "Then let me listen to you sing a few lines?"

"People like us usually don't sing easily," You Ding said indifferently, "Teachers are trained, and in private, you can only open your voice to people you like."

After a few seconds of pause, Yan Bin lowered his head and picked up the mud ball without saying a word, as if he had become honest in an instant, and didn't dare to ask anything else.

You Ding glanced at him, with a silent smile in his eyes.

The room suddenly became quiet.

Yan Bin kneaded the mud ball, and at first he could force himself to be patient, but this kind of mechanical and meticulous work was destined to be unsuitable for him, and after a while, his movements slowed down.

At this moment, a low singing voice suddenly sounded in the room.

This voice has a gorgeous texture, but also a little hoarse, very pleasant, like a lark.

Yan Bin was first attracted by the singing and focused on listening to the song, but after listening to it for a while, the phrase "singing can only be sung to the person you like" began to circulate in his mind, and his mind became confused for a while.

You Ding What does this mean?What does he mean by him!Could it be that he can still be a clerk in a shop who likes handmade pottery!

Yan Bin had never encountered such a cramped situation before, he was confused for a while, then suddenly stood up, and pushed the mud ball in front of You Ding: "I won't do it, you..."

You Ding stopped singing and raised his head slowly: "Why don't you do it? Where can't it be?"

Being looked at by You Ding with that kind of eyes, Yan Bin was momentarily at a loss for words, if he was not happy in normal times, he would have dropped his things and left directly, but this state is not the same now, it's not that he is unhappy, But Yan Bin couldn't think of an accurate word to describe it, he hesitated for a long time, You Ding said: "Look at me, I'll teach you."

You Ding showed him how to knead the mud ball, knead it firm, smooth, and remove air bubbles.

His movements are light and slow, and his slender fingers are as sharp as jade bamboo.

After Yan Bin realized that he had been staring at him for a long time again, he couldn't help being a little embarrassed, and began to wonder if he was possessed by something.

To change someone else... If anyone dared to force him to stay like this, he would have caused trouble in the Heavenly Palace long ago.

But he just couldn't get angry in front of You Ding. When You Ding showed him the demonstration again and then raised his eyes to look at him, Yan Bin couldn't say any words of rejection.

After a while, Yan Bin sat down again and continued kneading the mud balls.

The knowledgeable clerk had already left.

You Ding leaned over again and carefully guided his movements. The two were very close, and the faint ocean breath was more obvious, as if it wanted to wrap Yan Bin's whole body in it, leaving him nowhere to escape.

Yan Bin tilted his head, but the tip of his nose almost brushed You Ding's cheek, and he looked at You Ding rightly.

The eyes of the two are facing each other, and each can see the other's figure from the bottom of the other's eyes.

The cold wind blows outside the window, but the house is as warm as spring. There are mud blocks on the table in the room, various murals are hung on the walls, the hangers at the door of the room hang their clothes neatly, and there are mud buckets under the table. , water, and all kinds of small tools, the light falling from the top of the head enveloped the two of them like a golden veil. At this moment, the distance between the two seemed to be infinitely closer.

After a long time, You Ding surrounded Yan Bin from behind, wrapped his hand around his, and said softly, "Try again?"

The temperature in the palm continued to spread, beating like a raging wave.

***

After the two parted this time, until the day when you picked up the ceramics, You Ding sent the ceramics to Yan Bin to pick them up. Yan Bin saw the small round plate he had successfully made, and said he made it, but it was actually not accurate. Most of them were made with You Ding's help. They are quite cute, round and round, only the size of a palm, small and exquisite.

And the one made by You Ding is a teacup with a painting on it, which is the kind of painting similar to blue and white porcelain.

Along with these two small ceramics, there was also a card with three simple words on it: Accepted by Yan Bin.

Yan Bin took the two small ceramics back into the room, including the cards, and put them away carefully.

This is the first time he has concentrated so much on handiwork, so he is so attentive, and it is definitely not for other reasons.

In the next few days, You Ding sent messages to Yan Bin intermittently.

These are very everyday words.

——The weather is fine today, remember to go out for a walk.

——Going out to buy fruit, I saw a very cute fruit, and then I thought of you.

—Look, it's snowing.

In front of Yan Bin, he could resist not replying, but then he got into the habit for some reason. You Ding usually sent him messages regularly, one in the morning and one in the evening, and sometimes he would call him. The conversations were all irrelevant topics, but every time the call ended, it could last for more than an hour. Yan Bin didn't know how to do it. Looking back, it seemed that the two of them didn't talk about anything.

Habit is a terrible thing. When you gradually get used to something, you will default to it as part of your life, so when it suddenly disappears one day, you will suddenly become at a loss.

Two days after You Ding's regular daily messages disappeared, Yan Bin became uneasy, and would spend a lot of time staring at his phone in a daze every day even after finishing work.

Why didn't you message him all of a sudden?It has never stopped before, why did it suddenly stop?

Why not tell him?Did something happen to You Ding?

It seems that You Ding also said in the text message two days ago, that he seems to be feeling a little unwell.

Yan Bin thought about it, and didn't want to think about it by himself, so he sent a text message to ask Lu Yi: [When you and Teacher Gu fell in love, who chased who first? 】

Lu Yi replied after a while: [It's me, why, do you want to edit another short video? 】

Yan Bin hesitated for a while: [I don't know if this can be considered a relationship problem, so what, I have a friend, and someone who said he likes him has been sending him regular text messages every day, rain or shine, but suddenly stopped sending them for a while, My friend was very distressed and came to ask me about this problem, but I have no relationship experience, so I came to ask you]

Lu Yi pondered for a while: [May I ask, does your friend also like that person? 】

Yan Bin didn't even think about it: 【It's not that he didn't】

Lu Yi was very puzzled: [Since you don't like it, why bother?If you don't like it, shouldn't you keep a distance from the other party? 】

Yan Bin looked at this text and panicked: 【What nonsense are you talking...】

Lu Yi felt even more strange: 【Your friend's feelings, why are you so excited......】

Yan Bin didn't speak, and panicked even more, he didn't dare to ask Lu Yi again, for fear that Lu Yi's question would make him even more confused.

After a while, Lu Yi sent another text message: [Let your friend call and ask, it's not a solution to be restless all the time]

This message seems to have provided Yan Bin with some kind of thinking, and it also seems to have given him an excuse. Yan Bin's silent hypnosis was suggested by Lu Yi, not what he wanted to do subjectively. After hypnotizing himself several times, Then he took out his mobile phone and called You Ding for the first time.

The phone rang for a long time but no one answered.

Each beep was stretched extremely long and multiplied thousands of times, hitting Yan Bin's heart, and countless possible situations flashed through Yan Bin's mind.

When the last sound rang, You Ding answered the phone.

Yan Bin's tense heart instantly relaxed: "You Ding, are you busy these days......"

You Ding's voice was a little hoarse: "Yes."

After saying yes, he coughed for a while.

Yan Bin: "Do you have a cold?"

"It's a little uncomfortable," You Ding's voice was hoarse, "it's not very serious."

His voice sounded distressed, as if every word was squeezed out with effort.

That's it, isn't it serious?

What is your definition of serious?

At this moment, his heart, which had been so relaxed, lifted up again, and Yan Bin frowned, feeling as if a huge boulder was pressing on his chest, which was extremely dull.

"If it's not serious," Yan Bin said when he heard his own voice, "then I want to go to your house to see you."

You Ding was a little surprised: "You came to see me?"

Yan Bin mumbled: "If you don't like it, forget it."

"Happy," You Ding laughed, trying to squeeze out the words, "Why not happy."

Yan Bin didn't know what he needed to bring to see the patient, so he asked the housekeeper. After asking what kind of patient he was going to see, the housekeeper prepared some supplements for him to bring.

When he came to the door of You Ding's house, Yan Bin raised his hand and knocked on the door, and You Ding came over to open the door after a while.

Yan Bin has never seen You Ding who looked like this before. He was only wearing a shirt, his face was tired, his eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, he seemed to have not had a good rest for many days, but this appearance also gave people a kind of Unconventional beauty.

"You..." Yan Bin almost bit his tongue, "What did you do?"

We haven't seen each other for half a month, how did You Ding make himself look like this?

"I have to prepare an opera, and the practice is tiring, so I didn't pay much attention." You Ding said in a low voice, "It's not a serious problem, just drink some medicine and it will be fine."

Yan Bin's brows were still furrowed, just as he was about to go in, You Ding suddenly stopped in front of him, coughed twice, and asked, "Yan Bin, do you know I'm chasing you?"

This is the first time that You Ding has opened up his words and said it directly.

Yan Bin only felt his head buzzing, as if something had exploded, but he couldn't say a word.

You Ding took a step forward and grabbed his wrist: "Do you know that your behavior...will easily misunderstand me?"

The ocean-like gentle and light fragrance on his body was pressed down like a net at this moment, like a mountain.

Yan Bin's hand was still clutched by him, unable to move.

"You know that, right?" You Ding bent the corner of his lower lip shortly, "But you still came, why?"

Yan Bin felt flustered: "I..."

At this moment, many images flashed through his mind, all about You Ding, You Ding told him that we had a talk, You Ding stood on the steps and handed him a hot drink, You Ding taught him how to make ceramics, You Ding chatted with him .........

You Ding You Ding You Ding, it's all about You Ding.

Like a hula, thousands of snowflakes flew up and fell on his heart, turning into a warm current, soft and warm.

You Ding didn't want to force him, he prefers a slow, steady rhythm, and felt that it was enough for this sake, plus he was out of energy, and he really didn't have the energy to continue teasing, so he let go of his hand: "Come in …”

Before he could finish his sentence, Yan Bin suddenly stepped forward and hugged him.

You Ding hasn't reacted yet: "You..."

Yan Bin raised his head and stared at him closely: "Give us a chance to get to know each other better."

The author has something to say: This time it's really over, bow down.

This article was written in a rather special period for me. I had a lot to say when I typed this paragraph, but I felt that there was no need to say more.

At the end of the first article in Jinjiang, I said that I will continue to work hard, grow up, learn slowly, and strive to make more progress in the next article than this one.

This sentence remains unchanged.

I hope that everyone who has accompanied this article here will be able to succeed in everything every day, be safe and happy.