Soft fragrance in my arms [entertainment circle]

Midsummer, south of Wencheng, the small rehearsal hall of Fengyue Theater.

One day at the end of August, at three o'clock in the afternoon, it was hot and dry.

The "Spring Breeze I Don't Know" will be staged on the weekend, and the actors are rehearsing intensively and day after day.

Right now, a rehearsal had just ended, and Ye Sixu, as the troupe's little assistant, handed over the water glass to the left and the cigarette case and lighter to the right.

Among the leading actors standing at the window, a beautiful boy took the cigarette case, passed cigarettes to the people on the left and right, and wanted to pass one to Ye Sixu.

Ye Sixu quickly waved his hands: "Thank you Brother Hao, I don't smoke."

His life was dull, his eyebrows and eyes were also dull, except that his eyes were darker, his skin was fairer, and his lips were plump and red, so there seemed to be nothing to see.

Many people in the theater like to use him, and who doesn't like to use a good-looking idiot?

Liu Hao is no exception, and he is the one who loves to pick on Ye Sixu the most.

At this moment, he leaned against the window sill, stretched his legs, and kicked Ye Sixu's calf wrapped in jeans with his toes: "Aye, what are you afraid of? What's wrong with smoking a cigarette?"

The tone of voice is a bit sloppy.

"It's not good for your health." Ye Sixu said cautiously, subconsciously, touched the black watch on his left wrist with the tip of his right finger, and then glanced at the position where he was sitting just now, "Brother Hao, I'm going to pack the props first."

Liu Hao watched him look at him pitifully, facing the light from the window, his dark eyes flickered, and he thought of the deer in the forest for a moment, and raised his chin and said, "Go."

As soon as he turned around, he smoked outside with other actors, and someone asked, "Why, are you interested in Ah Ye?"

"Fart!" Liu Hao has a weird hairstyle with long top and short bottom. The long hair on the top is pulled into a tug. Now he touches the tug with his backhand, and then turns his head to look at Ye Sixu who is squatting on the ground to pack the props. , snorted softly, "He looks like a little girl, I'm not interested. I like men, real men!"

Having said that, with this glance, he also saw the greasy white skin on Ye Sixu's back.

Liu Hao's eyes were like a knife, and he slashed at the small piece of skin, and he bit the cigarette butt hard.

Oh shit!truth!

After half an hour.

Ye Sixu packed all the scattered props into the corner, and his washed-white jeans were stained with dust. He lowered his eyes and patted carefully.

In the pale golden sunlight shining in from outside the window sill, the dust flew like a light dance.

He watched quietly, not for a moment.

"Are you stupid?!"

A disdainful voice cut into Ye Sixu's ears.

"Huh?" Ye Sixu raised his eyes suspiciously, and saw Liu Hao standing with one hand on his hip, and the can of Coke he handed over with his left hand.

Ye Sixu shook his head: "No need. Thank you." He noticed that everyone in the rehearsal hall had left one after another, leaving only the two of them.

Liu Hao held up the dripping Coke, his palms were so cold, he asked again: "Really don't want it?"

"Yeah." Ye Sixu didn't know what Liu Hao meant, he was more used to shouting and shouting at him on weekdays, but suddenly, he felt a little uncomfortable instinctively.

He looked around and saw that everything was packed, and said, "Brother Hao, I'll go to the director first."

Today Friday, he wants to go back early.

"Did I tell you to go?" Liu Hao suddenly said coldly, and with a bang, he pulled the Coke can away, "Take a sip before leaving."

Ye Sixu thought he was weird today.

"why?"

"Drink as soon as I tell you, where is there so much nonsense?" Liu Hao said impatiently.

He is not very old, but when he frowns, he has wrinkled forehead. Coupled with this sloppy hairstyle and this tone of voice, he is really not easy to mess with.

Ye Sixu also knew Liu Hao's daily style. In the small circle of Fengyue Theater, he was the leading actor among the leading actors. The reason was that he was sought after by fans, which meant he was a little star.

I didn't think too much, just wanted to get out as soon as possible.

Ye Sixu took the coke can carefully.

The jar was so cold that his hand was wet, he took it, raised his neck, took a sip, then slightly raised his eyes and asked, "Is it all right?"

Ye Sixu was white, her Adam's apple was not obvious, this movement made her shoulders, neck and clavicles so delicate and delicate.

Especially a pair of water chestnut lips, the lower lip is a bit fleshy, after drinking coke, she subconsciously sticks out the tip of her pink tongue to sip off the excess liquid.

It is indeed very girlish, Liu Hao once again affirmed his thoughts.He pursed his lips, tilted his head, showed a trademark business smile, and took the Coke can back from Ye Sixu's hand: "Yes. You can go."

Ye Sixu frowned, he didn't understand what Liu Hao was going to do, he nodded hurriedly, and quickly left the small rehearsal hall without touching the ground.

Behind him, Liu Hao held the coke can in his hand, imagining that Ye Sixu's bright red lips touched the can just now, he pinched it in his hand and played with it repeatedly, and finally there was a playful smile on the corner of his mouth, just at that position, Take a sip.

Damn, it's fucking cool!

When Ye Sixu was leaving the theater, he carefully glanced at the corridor behind, and seeing that Liu Hao was nowhere to be seen, he bought a bottle of mineral water with Alipay in the convenience drink machine.

Covering the hot face and forehead with the cool body of the bottle, Ye Sixu hurried out to take the subway.

He always wears a dark blue fisherman hat. After getting on the subway, he took it off his head, held it in his hand and fanned it indistinctly.

A girl was holding a camera, her eyes couldn't hide her excitement, but she approached her cautiously and asked, "Hi, can I take a picture of you?"

Ye Sixu gave her a blank look, then shook his head: "I can't."

This is not the first time he has encountered it.

Ye Sixu encountered such "friendly" strike-ups countless times on Metro Lines [-] to [-] in Wencheng.

The reason why it is called friendly is because there are always some "unfriendly" people who start to quietly record videos with their mobile phones without saying anything.

Ye Sixu put the folded hat on her head, lowered her eyes, and looked at the white tips of her black high-top Converse shoes.

He knows he is good looking.

However, from a certain point of view, he doesn't really like this appearance of himself.

Because it is somewhat similar to Qin Yuefeng.

Ye Sixu took a sip of mineral water, leaned against the corner and fell asleep.

On second thought, maybe I should be lucky, otherwise I wouldn't be able to meet Qin Yueming just because I look like Qin Yuefeng.

Thinking of the sullen, extremely cold, serious man with a really bad temper, Ye Sixu's handsome and dull face finally showed some different emotions.

After returning to the Qin family villa, Ye Sixu quickly walked through the living room.

He lives in Qin's house, and he has another identity as a handyman in the Fengyue Troupe. Every night, he watches movies with Qin Yueming.

Before ten o'clock, Ye Sixu opened the door and went to the third floor of the villa on time.

Ye Sixu counted while stepping on the steps, and when he reached the third floor, he glanced at the watch on his left wrist, it was exactly 58:[-].

The third floor is Qin Yueming's territory alone.

The rooms here are nothing like the spacious and clean first floor or the comfortable and neat second floor.

The third floor is so chaotic. In the huge living room, there are various oil paintings, collections, books, and even some ancient living utensils stacked on the floor.

But Ye Sixu could vaguely feel that this was Qin Yueming's real home.

He took a step, stepping very softly on the thick, short-pile carpet.

The carpet was pure black, and his white feet stepped on it, which had a pale visual impact.

Standing outside the thick door, the second hand on the watch was infinitely approaching twelve, he closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and his chest heaved.

There is staleness and warmth in the air.

Yes, Ye Sixu also felt the warmth of the third floor.

He didn't open his eyes, just breathed hard again.

In the next second, a hoarse voice rushed into his ears like a powerful warm Gulf Stream.

"Watching a movie with me takes so much courage?"

Ye Sixu's ears froze, and he opened his eyes suddenly, terrified, and for a moment he didn't know whether to turn around or not.

His face turned red in an instant, and he said in a low voice, "No...it's not..."

He has always been dull, and at critical moments, his thinking is like knots in a rope, and he stutters and stumbles even more.

A strong, slender hand and forearm stretched from his waist to the doorknob.

Ye Sixu lowered her eyes, fluttered her slender eyelashes, and looked at Qin Yueming's hand so close in disbelief.

The tall Qin Yueming was 1.8 meters seven, with broad shoulders and long legs. Just standing behind Ye Sixu, he felt an unstoppable sense of oppression.

What's more, at this moment, Ye Sixu clearly felt a warm and moist breath.

He lowered his head, swallowed hard, and tightly grabbed the watch in his left hand with his right hand, as if trying to suppress his already beating heart.

Then, he watched Qin Yueming push open the door, and entered the room passing him.

Ye Sixu smelled Qin Yueming's breath so clearly, mint, sandalwood, and a little bit of pine wood were floating in the air.

Not a perfume, more like an aftershave smell.

Oh, he took a shower.

No wonder there was a hot and humid feeling all over his body.

"It's three past ten."

The deep voice inside the door reminded Ye Sixu who was standing there sluggishly.

"Oh." Ye Sixu hurried in, not daring to look at the man on the sofa, but looking for a video.

Today... What are you planning to see today?

When it was over, Ye Sixu found that his mind was stuck, his mind was filled with the breath of Qin Yueming, and his whole body was hot.

Qin Yueming saw the little figure squatting there to rummage, pause, rummage again, and pause again.

Under the spotlight on the DVD rack, hesitation, hesitation, and confusion seemed to be vividly presented on this thin back.

Ye Sixu was still squatting here, trying desperately to think about what he saw yesterday—oh!Taxi Driver by Martin Scorsese!

That's Raging Bull today!

His fingers had just moved forward quickly and excitedly when they met another knuckle hand that was reaching out.

In an instant, every line of the index finger became like a string, which was plucked viciously with a pick, causing dizzying echoes.

The feeling of the current surge at the nerve endings accompanied by a clear sense of rationality prompted Ye Sixu to withdraw his hand unwillingly.

"Yes... I'm sorry." Ye Sixu lowered her eyes and apologized softly. She pressed her fingers hard on her knees, as if she wanted to rub into her skin through the fabric of the jeans, even into her bones and blood.

He felt that his whole body was enveloped by Qin Yueming who was bending over and standing behind him, and the huge shadow protected him like a castle.

Somewhere in his heart, he even wished he could die like this.

And the next second, as Qin Yueming quickly pulled out the disc and turned to walk away, loss and emptiness invaded Ye Sixu like a torrential rain.

He quickly stood up, lowered his head, and sat back in his own seat.

There is only a simple square cabinet between Qin Yueming's sofa chair.

Occasionally, Qin Yueming would put a glass of whiskey on it.

Ye Sixu sat on the large sofa, subconsciously stepped on the sofa surface according to her own habit, bent her legs, put her arms on them, and nestled her whole body inside, leaving only a pair of white insteps.

He watched Qin Yueming play the video disc leisurely from a distance.

Sometimes he feels that he prefers Qin Yueming's back, which is so broad and manly, with a kind of stability and reliability like a mountain.

Once turned around, there is a cold and serious face, although handsome, but too sharp, so that the pair of deeply sunken eyes matched with the high bridge of the nose makes people feel a kind of invisibility that cannot be seen directly. Sense of distance.

And his career is a director.

No matter how stupid Ye Sixu is, she always hears from people in the theater that a director has the sharpest eyes, which can easily cut through a person's surface and reach the deepest part of his heart.

What's even more frightening is that a powerful director can even dig out a part of a person that he doesn't know himself.

In short, Ye Sixu understood that Qin Yueming's eyes were quite scary.

Although he didn't think that Qin Yueming could see his heart, when he looked at him, he always had the illusion of being stripped naked...

Ye Sixu coughed lightly at this thought, and subconsciously rubbed the watch on his left wrist with his right hand.

After the movie started, no one spoke again.

During these two hours, only the dim wall lights, the black carpet, the light and shadow of the screen, the actor's lines, and Qin Yueming's breathing remained.

Ye Sixu quietly glanced at the corners of Qin Yueming's sharp lips, and slid his fingers lightly on the leather surface of the sofa, his fingertips felt astringent.

The time spent with him was so short and peaceful.

It's as good as sitting in a cottony cloud of clouds.

Floating, unreal.

Ye Sixu came back early today, and even took a nap after eating, she was very energetic at the moment.

But Qin Yueming seemed to have fallen asleep in the last third of the movie.

In fact, they have already seen and watched this movie, especially the movies of these internationally renowned directors. Ye Sixu guessed that Qin Yueming had watched all of them earlier.

It's just that at this point every day, he still looks at it over and over again tirelessly.

Ye Sixu didn't ask why.

Everything about Qin Yueming seemed so secretive and exciting.

The movie was over, and Qin Yueming didn't wake up either.

Ye Sixu slumped his wrist by the armrest and shook it lightly.

The right hand shook twice, and the fingertips of Qin Yueming's unexpected encounter just now also tapped in the void.

Under the light of the screen with the black and white tail tone of the movie, under the light of the warm yellow wall lamp, in the silent silence.

Fingertips slid along the edge of the square cabinet in the middle of the two sofa chairs, slowly, quietly, and gently, sliding towards Qin Yueming.

The dim light in the room formed a particularly graceful shadow on the slender fingers on the cabinet.

The shadow finally slid silently onto the armrest of the sofa on the other side of the cabinet, only a finger's width away from Qin Yueming's broad palm on the armrest.

But the fingertips touched the leather surface of the sofa, and they stopped there for no reason.

Hesitant, tangled, hesitant...

Over and over again, like ocean waves, one after another rushing towards Ye Sixu's heart.

Finally, he lowered his eyes, looked at his left wrist on his knee, and took back his right hand that was about to touch the back of Qin Yueming's hand.

But, how unwilling.

Just touch it, just let him touch it.

Ye Sixu prayed to Ye Sixu in his heart, just one stroke, one stroke will be enough.

Quickly, as if he was afraid that he would regret it, like a dragonfly touching water, like lightning, he touched the skin on the back of Qin Yueming's hand with the tip of his index finger.

so warm!

Ye Sixu withdrew his hand in a panic, clenched his right hand into an empty fist, and his index finger was pressing against the flesh of his palm.

He hugged his calf with his arms, bent his knees, and hugged him tighter and tighter. He buried his head in his knees, and couldn't help laughing triumphantly.

"cough."

"..."

Ye Sixu gave a sharp pause, gritted his teeth in a panic, and slowly turned his right eye to the side, trying to see Qin Yueming, but he heard his voice extremely hoarse and calm: "It's getting late, go to sleep."

"Oh."

Ye Sixu almost jumped off the sofa chair, like a frightened rabbit, jumping, stepping on the carpet and rushing out the door.

After closing the door, he opened his mouth wide outside the door and breathed in silently!

crazy!

Qin Yueming doesn't know, does he? !

If anyone finds out, I will be kicked out!

No, you can't!

Ye Sixu clenched his fists, straightened his spine, and went downstairs quickly, but his footsteps were a little different from usual.

The author has something to say: the full text has been reworked, and you can read it at will.

And

This is the first time to write about such a big difference in height

My head is full of... It seems that the posture can be a little more?

Prosperous and in a trance (Hongsuo is on the way...)

Started again and talked to myself for a long time

No matter when you come, I hope you like Aye's story, and I hope you can find a little light that illuminates reality in the story