Bad traffic [entertainment circle]

Ji Jiayi felt that Song Yishang was a little strange today, but he couldn't tell what was strange. Ji Jiayi sat on the small sofa beside him, and the warm yellow wall lamp radiated a warm light, casting a circle of light and shadow on him in different shades.

He picked up the chopsticks and tasted a few mouthfuls of food, then raised his head and asked Song Yishang: "Aren't you going to eat?"

Song Yishang was watching him eat quietly at the side, Ji Jiayi broke the silence, Song Yishang also turned his head from his distraction, he got up and walked towards the cabinet, saying: "I'll go get something first. "

Ji Jiayi worked hard all day, so his stomach was naturally empty. He continued to lower his head and slowly chew the food in his mouth. Suddenly, unexpectedly, the room was dark, and all the lights went out in an instant.

In the room where he couldn't see his fingers, Ji Jiayi didn't panic in the slightest. He put down his chopsticks, looked at the pitch-black environment in front of him, and shouted: "Shang, is there a power outage?"

No voice answered.

After a while, Ji Jiayi was about to speak again, but this time before he opened his mouth, a light came into his sight first.

Song Yishang walked towards him holding the candle-lit birthday cake. There were a few candles flickering on the fragrant and attractive square cream cheese cake, and the flames danced steadily in Song Yishang's arms. , although the orange light was faint, it was warm and powerful enough to illuminate the faces of the two of them.

Ji Jiayi glanced at the cake, and then kept staring at Song Yishang's face. Under the candlelight, Song Yishang's face became more three-dimensional and profound, like a film lens with a soft and sharp filter added.

"Ji Jiayi, happy birthday."

Ji Jiayi felt dazed for a while, as if the person in front of him was in the illusion of candlelight. In his memory, this was the first time Song Yishang called his name in front of him. Will call him the director, not by his first name.

It was also the first time that he felt that his own name sounded a little nice when it was pronounced from the young man's mouth.

Ji Jiayi lowered his eyelashes, and after a while he asked, "How do you know?"

Song Yi knelt down and put the cake on the table, pointing to the packing box beside him: "That's your sister's birthday present for you."

Ji Jiayi instantly understood that it was Ji Jiayu who leaked the secret. He himself did not want anyone from the crew to celebrate his birthday, otherwise this day would be "uneasy" for him every year, so his birthday has been kept hidden from everyone except his family and friends. Friends who are extremely close to him don't know his birthday.

Ji Jiayi took Ji Jiayu's gift, but he didn't open it to look at it, but put it aside, then turned his head and asked, "What about your gift?"

Song Yishang: "Who would ask for a gift?"

Ji Jiayi looked at him quietly, not knowing what he was thinking, he pursed his lips, put his hands back on his lap, and leaned back on the back of the chair again.

"Isn't it the best gift to have a handsome guy with you? You can afford almost everything you want, but I can't afford it." Song Yishang simply sat cross-legged on the ground, and took out a bag from under the bed. take the guitar.

This is a very ordinary guitar, not expensive, but it is regarded as a treasure by Song Yishang. This guitar has accompanied him almost through his youth, from the beginning of his practice in the practice room to his first appearance on the stage. This guitar was almost everywhere. Song Yishang took out the guitar, adjusted the strings, and began to play the guitar and sing.

"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you..."

Song Yishang plays very slowly, and it sounds strange to use the guitar to play such a rhythm, but his clear voice makes this melody sound very beautiful. When Song Yishang sang, he looked down at the guitar slightly Yes, he was sitting on the ground, Ji Jiayi could only see the top of his head and the looming lower jaw.

Candle is the only light source in the room. Song Yishang is hidden in the faint light of the fire, singing intoxicatedly. It feels like he is playing a simple song clumsily on the guitar for the first time. There is almost no wind in the room. But as long as a person moves a little, the flames will start to jump.The light and shadow puppet wandered and swayed cheerfully on Song Yishang's face, making that face even more charming.

After singing the birthday song twice, Song Yishang put down the guitar and said to Ji Jiayi, "Blow out the candles."

Ji Jiayi blew out the candles, and the room fell into a momentary darkness. Song Yishang got up from the ground at some point and arrived beside Ji Jiayi.

In the darkness, Ji Jiayi looked at Song Yishang from where he was just now, but he couldn't find his shadow. He supported the back of the chair with one hand, and stretched his other hand into the air, looking around and trying to stand up.

A hand suddenly grabbed his hand in the dark night.

"Are you looking for me?" Song Yishang suddenly turned on the light in the room with the remote control, and the world in front of him instantly lit up again. Ji Jiayi's eyes were dazzled by the sudden light, and he slowly opened his eyes again and stood up to see Song Yishang was right in front of his eyes.

Song Yishang approached him at some point, Ji Jiayi turned his head and retracted his hands, as if the momentary panic and confusion just now was just an illusion, he rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, and his face returned to calm With a surprised expression, he picked up the knife and fork and began to cut the cake very elegantly.

Outside the house, Qian Yu was a little sleepy.

He yawned, looked at the time on his phone, and said to Fang Hanyuan, "Why hasn't the director come out for so long?"

Fang Hanyuan leaned his head against the wall: "If someone is the protagonist, isn't it normal to stay inside now?"

Qian Yu's eyes showed a fierce look: "I said, don't think that everyone is you, how is your relationship with colleagues, why are you so busy thinking about it every day?"

Fang Hanyuan didn't bother to explain to him, he leaned against the wall with great interest and recalled what happened a few days ago, and felt that the relationship between Song Yishang and Ji Jiayi was tricky, although he had never doubted Ji Jiayi before, nor had he doubted Song Also above, but there is a high probability that these two people have problems now, and there is no point in arguing with Qian Yu now, anyway, it is very likely that they will be slapped in the face later.

"Hey, why don't you talk to me?" Seeing Fang Hanyuan ignoring him, Qian Yu felt bored for a while, "Do you also think what I said makes sense?"

Fang Hanyuan really wanted to give him a blank look, but Qian Yu started talking nonsense on his own, Fang Hanyuan finally couldn't help but said, "Are you free?"

Qian Yu stopped talking, and then slowly said: "I'm just a little sleepy, what if the director doesn't come out tonight?"

Fang Hanyuan glanced at him: "How could it be? It's just an ordinary colleague. He came out after playing two games at most. It's not like playing that."

Qian Yu: "Why don't we play games? We won't be sleepy after playing games."

Fang Hanyuan: "No, I still don't want you to call Dad in the game."

Qian Yu stared: "? My technique is very good!"

Fang Hanyuan smiled softly and turned his head with a soft "hum", staring at the empty wall in a daze, not even wanting to give a contemptuous look, Qian Yu couldn't stand it when he saw it, he insisted on going over to compete with Fang Hanyuan .

Fang Hanyuan was bored waiting, so he agreed to Qian Yu's game invitation. The two of them opened the mobile game and started playing the game to pass the time, paying attention to Song Yi's status in the room from time to time.

I don’t know if I don’t play, but I’m startled when I play. Qian Yu thinks that he doesn’t do business every day, and playing games is amazing. Who knows that Fang Hanyuan is working hard every day, and he usually doesn’t see him playing games. abuse.

"Are you still playing?" Fang Hanyuan asked after playing three games.

Qian Yu: "Are you a devil?"

Fang Hanyuan raised his eyebrows: "I am the angel who saved you. Without me, you would die faster."

Qian Yu gritted his teeth: "Come again!"

In Song Yishang's room, Ji Jiayi cut the cake and handed it to Song Yishang first. The cake was very sweet, Song Yishang ate it very slowly, and Ji Jiayi ate it too slowly, even a little absent-minded.

Song Yishang lifted Ji Jiayi's calf with his foot: "Why don't you have chocolate chips on your cake, this is what birthday stars should eat, do you want it?"

Ji Jiayi took a look, sure enough his cake was not on it, he cut it unevenly just now, and gave Song Yi the one with chocolate.

"You can eat." Ji Jiayi said.

"You really don't want to try it?" Song Yishang asked him.

So Ji Jiayi stretched out his spoon, wanting to pick up the decoration on Song Yishang's cake with his own spoon. His fork just touched Song Yishang's cake, and Song Yishang's fork with chocolate on it was just delivered to his mouth .

The two stopped at the same time.

After a while, Ji Jiayi said, "I'll do it myself."

Song Yishang did not stop, Ji Jiayi was sitting on the chair, he was sitting on the armrest of the chair, he was taller than Ji Jiayi, he brought the fork closer to Ji Jiayi.

The atmosphere suddenly became mysterious, and there was a sweet scent of chocolate on his lips. Ji Jiayi didn't know what he was thinking, he moved back a little restrainedly, and said again: "Thank you, I can..."

Before he finished speaking, Song Yishang put the chocolate into his mouth when he opened his mouth.

Ji Jiayi was stunned by this sudden action, but Song Yishang seemed to have done nothing, picked up the fork again and fed a piece of cake into his mouth.

While eating, he said to Ji Jiayi: "No one celebrates your birthday, look, I treat you well?"

Ji Jiayi let the mellow chocolate melt in his mouth, as if the center of his thinking had been invaded by this sweet and greasy thing, but this was an unacceptable sweetness, so his throat felt uncomfortable, and his heart was sweet and tender Bitterness, honey and knife.

Song Yishang looked at Ji Jiayi as if he was distracted, and he touched Ji Jiayi's calf again, "How am I treating you?" Song Yishang still asked unwillingly.

Ji Jiayi finally put down the cake in his hand, and said in a cool voice: "Okay, but don't do this again in the future."

After finishing speaking, Ji Jiayi stood up from the sofa: "Thank you, it's late today, let's go to bed early."

Ji Jiayi wanted to leave, Song Yishang stopped him, but when Ji Jiayi turned around, he saw Ji Jiayi's face was as cold and indifferent as when they met for the first time, there was no warmth in his eyes, He suddenly forgot what he wanted to say again.

"Good night." Song Yishang finally said.