Bad traffic [entertainment circle]

The big fan climbed the wall, the station was closed, and Ji Jiayi's ignorance all made this night too unlovable. Song Yishang lay on the bed after taking a shower, tossing and turning without sleepiness, his body was tired, he I want to sleep, but I can't sleep.

Obviously very sleepy.

Lying on the bed is torture, so Song Yishang put on his pajamas, opened the door of the room and went out. There is a small rest area on this floor of the hotel where they live, and there is no one there at night. Song Yishang Walked over, opened the window, and lay on the windowsill to watch the night view.

The sky is very dark tonight, like layers of bright crow feathers, billowing black.

There are no huge buildings around the film and television base, and there are no bright lights. Under the moonlight, the outlines of foreign objects are clear.

The window sill was very wide, Song Yishang simply sat on it, leaned against the wall and looked over.

He thinks he doesn't care about the abuse and slander from the outside world, and understands his current situation, but when he suddenly hears a group of people who have been with him leave, he still tastes the ups and downs one by one, and he can't taste it in the end. .

Song Yishang put his hands on his knees, sitting loosely and casually. He stretched out his hand and pulled the window out of the crack, and the cool night air diffused in.

The stars are like broken diamonds thrown down by God with a wave, and they are completely embedded in the black sky, shining brightly.

Song Yishang raised his head obsessively.

Among all the stars, he used to be the brightest one, dazzling and unique.

He stretched out his hand and pulled the window out again, but he was suddenly hugged from the window sill as if he had lost gravity.

In panic, Song Yishang smelled a cold, metallic icy perfume. This smell and the feeling of being suddenly carried away made him feel familiar for no reason, as if he had known each other before. , as if meeting an old friend, many images flashed through his mind like they were floating on the water, colorful, black and white, still, and moving. There must have been a similar image before, but he has never been able to find the source of this shot.

Leaving the window sill, the other party quickly put him down, put his feet on the ground, and returned to the familiar world. When Song Yishang raised his head, his pupils suddenly tightened.

Although he landed on the ground, he hadn't separated from the other party. The hug kept their bodies close together, and they could feel the heat from the other party's breath and the heat of their body when they were so close.

Song Yishang can clearly see every detail of Ji Jiayi's face, even his pores are clearly seen, this face is really delicate, it can stand up to scrutiny, high nose and thin lips, delicate and fair skin, chin with Gentle and sharp, a pair of eyes that look like two clusters of small flames are looking at him through the cold lenses, and only him is in their eyes.

Song Yishang heard a "boom" in his heart, and then went crazy like a wild horse, everything happened in an instant.

This is also unprecedented.

Hypoxia, dizziness, the air becomes thinner.

Ji Jiayi quickly calmed down and stepped back slightly, but one hand did not leave Song Yishang's waist.

Song Yishang glanced at his waist, and laughed at himself, how could he be fascinated by a face?Obviously he can kill someone handsomely with his own card.

"Are you afraid that I will do something stupid?" Song Yishang stared at him and asked, this was the first time he spoke to Ji Jiayi easily since filming.At other times, they only talked about movies and nothing else. Once they left the set, the road was open to the sky, and they walked on each side, as if they were going to die forever.

So everyone would see Song Yishang who rushed out after work and Ji Jiayi who was always working overtime on the spot, and the two didn't give them any chance to imagine.

"The window is dangerous." Ji Jiayi said.

Ji Jiayi was good at observing people, and he paid a lot of attention to Song Yishang. During the day, he felt that something was wrong with Song Yishang. Song Yishang played happily in front of him.

So when he ran into Qian Yu in the hotel, he decisively went around to inquire about Song Yishang's state of mind. Qian Yu was careless, but he couldn't hide the matter in his heart, so he explained the matter clearly.

He said that someone as cool as his brother didn't care that the group of people came and went, but that was the person who had been with him for six years, it was different.

Really different.

So when Ji Jiayi went out to buy a cup of coffee and saw Song Yishang sitting by the window, his heart suddenly lifted for some reason.The whole person walked quickly to the window without saying a word, and hugged the person down by holding the person's waist and leg hollows.

"There are guardrails outside." Song Yishang leaned forward and said, "Why do I always feel that you are very familiar?"

Ji Jiayi closed his eyes, let go of Song Yi's upper waist, and said politely and distantly: "Isn't it right?"

Song Yishang paused, and frowned: "Have we met before?"

"No." Ji Jiayi said, denying it crisply.

Song Yishang leaned back against the wall, with one hand on his chest, listening to the sound like a wave coming down bit by bit.

Song Yishang looked at Ji Jiayi, his eyes suddenly fogged up.He quickly turned around and looked out the window again.

"I'm just looking at the stars for a while."

A gust of wind brushed across his face, messing up his hair, and Song Yishang felt that someone was wearing a piece of clothing on his body.

Ji Jiayi took off his coat.

The originally chaotic thoughts in his mind became even more complicated. Song Yishang looked at the collar, feeling a little dazed for a moment, and he suddenly said: "If the two of us are photographed now, I don't know if it is a hammer that the public wants."

The atmosphere became ambiguous in an instant because of this sentence. Everyone knew that the speculation about their relationship was rampant, and most of them were hard to hear. Tube, rubbing heat is also very good.

Ji Jiayi looked at Song Yishang's flamboyant eyebrows, his expression didn't look like he was afraid, but rather provocative. He looked back calmly and said, "It's nothing, don't worry about it."

Song Yishang laughed at himself and continued, "Then give me free interest. I didn't expect to be reduced to this kind of frivolous news." After he finished speaking, the corners of his lips seemed to bend , "But I can gossip with the handsome guy."

With this foolish appearance, Ji Jiayi saw that there was nothing wrong with him, it was because he had thought too much just now, and listening to Song Yishang's rhetoric, the chill on his face did not disappear.

"Fans don't need to be in love with an idol who can't grow up. They are a group of people who draw light and heat from you."

Song Yishang cast his eyes on the wall next to him: "But there is no time machine in this world, no medicine for regret, I have come here now, standing in front of you, everything yesterday cannot be changed."

Ji Jiayi's eyes sharpened: "If the paparazzi incident hadn't happened back then, would you have thought about what you would be like now?"

Song Yishang: "In order to transform, I may have to act as a director."

Ji Jiayi: "Not to mention anything else, maybe the acting skills are just as bad."

Song Yishang: "..."

After Ji Jiayi finished speaking, he turned around and went back to the room first. Song Yishang looked at the stars for a while with ups and downs, and walked to the sky when he was distracted. Ji Jiayi was haunted, wearing his coat, and his breath was all around him.

Song Yishang took Ji Jiayi's clothes and went to Ji Jiayi's room. It was late at night and the corridor was empty. Song Yishang knocked on Ji Jiayi's door.

At night, people are serious people, and what they do is serious things, but Song Yishang, who lingers in front of the director's door, always feels guilty.

The door was quickly opened, and Ji Jiayi, who took off his glasses and was wearing pajamas, looked very gentle.

He stood by the door and opened it halfway, "What's the matter?"

"Return the clothes." Song Yishang handed over Ji Jiayi's clothes.

"Okay." Ji Jiayi took the clothes, and after a simple answer, he was about to close the door. Song Yishang quickly stretched out a hand to block the door frame.

"What else?" Ji Jiayi asked.

"And..." Song Yishang suddenly got stuck, and he didn't know why he blocked Ji Jiayi's door, so he said in a hurry, "I forgot to say thank you."

Ji Jiayi simply nodded and closed the door.

The sound of "bang" closing the door knocked Song Yishang out of the door. Song Yishang's mind went blank for a moment. He hesitated and hesitated when he came. The night he saw Zhou Chen seemed not long ago. He even thought about it. If Ji Jiayi invited him into the house, if he wanted to do something else by the way, how would he avoid it prudently and cleverly, but Ji Jiayi didn't even give him the chance to enter the house.

It's a little dazed, and a little confused.

Song Yishang returned to his room in a daze, and saw Qian Yu was pacing around the room holding his mobile phone in a hurry.

"Be steady, what's wrong?" Song Yishang sat down wearily.

As soon as Qian Yu saw Song Yishang came back, he immediately froze at the base of the wall.

"Brother, you're back! How did you escape! Did the director treat you like this or that? I thought you couldn't come back!"

Song Yishang: "..."

Song Yishang put down the two overlapping long legs: "What do you mean, can you be more positive in your heart, huh?"

Qian Yu laughed along with him: "Hey, it's not that the reason why you got into the group is unknown, that's why everyone has such and such thoughts."

Mentioning this incident, Song Yishang's face became cloudy again. Since he joined the film crew, the knot in his heart not only has not been untied, but has become more and more entangled.

"Actually, when I returned his clothes tonight, I wanted to enter his room, but he locked me out directly."

After Song Yishang finished speaking, seeing Qian Yu staring at him in surprise, he touched his face and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Brother, you seem to want to enter his room?" Qian Yu asked puzzled, "You seem to be looking forward to it?"

"Get out." Song Yishang sat up from the sofa, pushed Qian Yu and threw him out of the room, "Sweet dream, don't give it away."

Qian Yu staggered out, Song Yishang closed the door, put the back of his head against the door, and let out a soft breath.

Not to mention Zhou Chen's lessons learned there, in this circle, the purest place he left for himself is emotional purity.

But Ji Jiayi didn't hint at him or express it, which made Song Yishang even more uneasy. What did Ji Jiayi like in him that made him, a former idol, act?

The author has something to say: Qian Yu: You seem to be looking forward to it?

Song Yishang: I'm not, I haven't, don't talk nonsense.