Bad traffic [entertainment circle]

Ji Jiayi touched his face again, Song Yishang's appearance was a bit rougher than he imagined, but he couldn't hold back the young man's good foundation, no matter how depressed he looked, he didn't look haggard, on the contrary, he looked like a youthful hypocrisy.

Ji Jiayi got up, walked to the corner of the living room, picked up the kettle and opened a pot of hot water, then put away the empty beer bottles on the table, and even threw away the uneaten potato chips.

Song Yishang watched him silently. What Ji Jiayi did was no different from what the nanny did, but his movements looked particularly pleasing to the eye. After finishing these things, Ji Jiayi sat on the sofa beside him, took out his mobile phone and propped his head. looking at what.

He looked like he wasn't going to leave.

Ji Jiayi has been staying next to Song Yishang doing his own thing, like air without any sense of existence, but he is always there, not moving or leaving.

Song Yishang opened a new can of beer and stared at him while drinking.

Ji Jiayi raised his head to take a look when he heard the sound of beer being opened, and then stopped like air in the space where he and Song Yishang were staying together.

Song Yishang couldn't chase people away, so he picked up the pad and wore earphones to watch a movie. After a while, Ji Jiayi finally made a movement, went to the balcony, closed the door and started making a phone call.

Taking advantage of Ji Jiayi's inattention, Song Yishang quietly walked to the door to listen to what he was talking about, as if he was chatting with investors, Song Yishang was mentioned repeatedly during the conversation.

Song Yishang knew that he could still stay in this group, on the one hand because of his innocence, and on the other hand because of Ji Jiayi's hard work, it seems that since he joined this group at the very beginning, Ji Jiayi has been fighting against many forces for him , His smooth sailing, his PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds, without Ji Jiayi would be nothing but empty talk.

Song Yishang backed out. He saw Ji Jiayi chatting with the other party for a long time. During such a long time, he didn't know what they were talking about, but he must not be around him.

In the past two days, there has been a rhythm of public relations. Regardless of whether the media is friendly with the company or not, the media is not as radical as before, and the direction of public opinion is also vacillating. There must be a capital end, and many invisible hands are protecting him.

Song Yishang stood in the living room, looking at the balcony from a long distance away. After Ji Jiayi hung up the phone, he made several calls back and forth, until he suddenly turned around and saw Song Yishang. He looked down at his watch and hung up the phone. phone.

Ji Jiayi came out from the balcony and asked Song Yishang, "Have you eaten yet?"

These words are like nonsense. While he was on the phone, how could Song Yishang have eaten, even if he ate it, it would be junk food like potato chips. Ji Jiayi looked at Song Yishang's thinner and more contoured face, his chin It seems to be sharper, and the face is as big as a slap.

Song Yishang didn't intend to say anything, and Ji Jiayi didn't wait for his answer. He went to the kitchen and checked carefully. There was nothing in the refrigerator except a few eggs.

Ji Jiayi closed the refrigerator and resisted the urge to scold Song Yishang. He couldn't imagine how Song Yishang had lived these past few days. The kitchen utensils were still covered with a layer of dust. It seemed that they hadn't been used for a while. After that, there is no other garbage in the house except potato chip packaging. It seems that I don't even want to order takeaway.

Ji Jiayi bought a bunch of nearby fresh food on his mobile phone and delivered it to Song Yishang's home. He undressed and washed his hands and started cooking. Song Yishang watched Ji Jiayi go in and out of his kitchen, and watched Ji Jiayi direct others to enter his home. Going in and out, he could bear it at first, but finally couldn't bear it and went into the kitchen to question Ji Jiayi.

As soon as Song Yishang walked to the door of the kitchen, a scent wafted into his nostrils. Ji Jiayi seemed to have started cooking noodles. He rolled up his cuffs, which seemed to be cooking, more like finishing work. Ji Jiayi maintained his usual Standard action, standing upright, with one hand in his pocket, the other hand holding a long chopsticks to stir in the pot, frowning slightly, the person is one meter away from the pot, thanks to his long arms, the whole person looks not very skilled or even inexperienced in cooking He seemed too happy to do this, but he was obviously very serious, staring at the movement in the pot without blinking.

The aroma overflowed in the kitchen, and the whole room was full and warm. Song Yishang knocked the back of his head against the wall, and sighed towards the ceiling.

Ji Jiayi discovered Song Yishang, and he added fresh beef, tomato, shrimp and all kinds of dazzling sauce packets to the pot, and asked Song Yishang, "Are these enough for you?"

Song Yi didn't even look at it, turned his head and walked out.

After Ji Jiayi cooked the noodles, he brought them out to Song Yishang. The colorful bowl of noodles looked pretty, and the aroma made people scream. Song Yishang didn't feel hungry at first, but was treated like this by Ji Jiayi. Teased, suddenly felt that my stomach was empty.

Ji Jiayi turned his face towards Song Yishang and pushed it beside him, his expression was not at all as gentle as when he cooked the noodles just now: "Eat if you don't want to starve to death."

Song Yishang remained silent, as if he would rather die than submit. Facing Ji Jiayi's question, he has not answered several times. His attitude is obvious, that is, he doesn't want to talk to you.

Ji Jiayi reached out and grabbed a pair of chopsticks, as if he wanted to force Song Yishang to eat, Song Yishang glanced at it, snorted, and feed him himself?Ji Jiayi didn't dare.

Sure enough, Ji Jiayi calmed down, put down his chopsticks, retracted his hands and put them in his trouser pockets: "What do you want to eat?"

Song Yi turned around his phone boredly, and suddenly became interested: "Are you talking about terms?"

Ji Jiayi looked at him expressionlessly.

Song Yishang thought for a while, and said very simply: "This is my home, you listen to me, and I will eat."

Ji Jiayi's mouth stretched into a straight line, and he nodded.

Song Yishang straightened up, picked up the chopsticks and started to eat the noodles. The noodles were delicious. I don't know if it was because he was hungry or because Ji Jiayi was good at cooking.

After Song Yishang quickly finished eating the noodles, in winter the air conditioner was turned on in the room and the warm air was blowing. He soon felt that his whole body was sweating and his hair was messy. There was a touch of red from hot sweat.

Song Yishang went to the bathroom and washed his face. Just after washing, he saw Ji Jiayi standing at the door. Ji Jiayi said to him, "Go ahead and take a shower, you haven't showered for a few days."

There were still drops of water on Song Yishang's face, and the water dripped down his cheeks and down his neck. He said, "Why should I listen to you, will you wash it for me?"

Ji Jiayi frowned solemnly again.

Song Yishang smiled wryly, and then the smile on his face disappeared suddenly: "You are Ji Jiayi, I am Song Yishang, you are the director, and I am an actor. Apart from that, there is no relationship between us. You What you said, what you did, isn’t it exactly like this? Why do you control me, you have no right to control me. "

"What about you, what do you mean by being here alone." Ji Jiayi looked straight at him: "What are you avoiding, no matter what happens, you are an actor first and you shouldn't abandon your job, I know What are you afraid of, what do you care about, and what are you unwilling to do, but not the whole world is against you, and you are not alone.”

Song Yi raised the corner of his mouth, he looked at Ji Jiayi and said slowly: "I am alone."

His eyelashes flickered slightly, and his clear eyes were unobstructed. Ji Jiayi looked at him, and the two sides fell into silence. Two tall and thin figures were reflected in the bathroom mirror behind them. The bright lights shone on top of their heads. The pores on the face of the individual are exceptionally bright.

The two people in the mirror confronted each other, and finally one of them took a step forward.

Song Yishang walked out with a sullen face, and when he was about to pass by Ji Jiayi, he said: "I will go to work tomorrow, and I am sorry for the trouble I caused the crew during this time." Song Yishang paused, then Added a sentence: "Don't worry, director."

The last two words were pronounced clearly and heavily, which invisibly opened up the relationship between the two of them. Just as Song Yishang was about to go out, Ji Jiayi grabbed his arm.

"Okay, I will accompany you to work tomorrow, but today, you have to eat seriously and take a bath seriously."

Hearing this sentence, Song Yishang smiled, and he turned his head: "Let me eat seriously, then you feed me, let me take a bath seriously, why don't you take off my clothes first? If you can't do it, please go back first, I I think you, the director, don't have that much free time."

Song Yishang threw away Ji Jiayi's arm confidently, but felt stopped by a stronger force, then Ji Jiayi let go of his waist, and directly reached his chest with his hand.

When Song Yishang was at home today, he was wearing a loose and casual striped shirt, gray trousers, and the top two buttons of the shirt were unbuttoned, as if he hadn't changed his clothes since he came out of the police station.

Ji Jiayi's hand rested on his third button, his eyes were facing Song Yishang's face, his face was upright, but his hands unbuttoned Song Yishang one by one from top to bottom.

Song Yishang quickly understood what Ji Jiayi wanted to do, and when Ji Jiayi unbuttoned the last button of his jacket, he decisively reached out to stop Ji Jiayi: "You're just kidding, really undress me."

Ji Jiayi's unsmiling face remained unmoved, his hand broke away from Song Yishang's, and continued all the way down.

Ji Jiayi's hands were restless, but his gaze didn't shift for a moment, and he looked straight at Song Yishang. When his hands touched Song Yishang's pants, Song Yishang's expression changed.

It seemed that he wanted to play, so Ji Jiayi played with him in a serious manner. I thought Ji Jiayi was too thin-skinned to let go, but he really planned to take off his clothes for him.

Song Yishang tightly held Ji Jiayi's hand again, his face no longer had the frivolous look of joking, but was very solemn, his hands were strong, and his tone was a little heavier, shouting: "Don't continue gone."

Ji Jiayi looked at him, and didn't intend to stop. Both of them were calm and solemn on the surface, and they secretly competed in secret to see who was stronger. In the end, Song Yishang firmly held Ji Jiayi's hand, and said something that was both a warning and helpless .

He said: "Enough, do you think my liking for you is a fake liking?"

The author has something to say: Ji Jiayi: Obviously you started it, but now you want me to stopε=(?ο｀*)))