Jiang MoChen watched him leave with satisfaction, and he lowered his head and laughed. He thought Yan QingChi was very strange, sometimes very mature and rational, sometimes a little simple and cute. Like a big cat, with drooping eyelids, it looks casual, but it has its own territory and pride.
Yan QingChi quickly took a shower and returned to the bed. Jiang MoChen also took a shower, then turned off the light and went into the bed.
Yan QingChi sleeps on his side, with his back facing him. Jiang MoChen looked at the back of his head, suddenly found his conscience and put his hand on his waist, and said with rare diligence: "Is the waist sore?"
Yan QingChi was a little uncomfortable with his sudden diligence, "What's wrong with you?"
"care about you."
"If you have nothing to do, you will be stolen if you don't have anything to do!"
"Sorry, I just raped."
"What if your lust starts again?"
Jiang MoChen laughed, "Then I am sorry for the high hopes you have placed on me if I don't do anything at this time!"
"Don't don't don't." Yan QingChi held him down, "You rub it."
Jiang MoChen rubbed him silently, criticizing and educating him while rubbing, "Can't you just order something good for me?"
"Wait next time, next time I will think of you very well, the male kind is good."
"It's about the same."
Jiang MoChen said, did not speak any more, Yan QingChi did not speak any more, the air was a little quiet for a while in the quiet night.
After a long time, Jiang MoChen asked, "Are you scared today, at that time? Are you afraid of me getting hurt?"
Yan QingChi did not answer.
Jiang MoChen called him.
Yan QingChi looked back at him. In the darkness, both of them couldn't see each other clearly, but they could vaguely see each other's outline. Jiang MoChen heard Yan QingChi ask him, "You ask, do you want me to be afraid of answering?" "
Jiang MoChen did not speak.
Yan QingChi did not speak either.
The room became quiet again for a while.
After a long time, Yan QingChi turned his head and said, "Go to sleep."
Jiang MoChen let out an "um" and continued to rub his waist.
Yan QingChi didn't let him stop, did not say anything, slowly closed his eyes.
Only Jiang MoChen looked at the back of his head, rubbed gently, and asked himself, does he want Yan QingChi to answer that he is afraid? If so, why?
Jiang MoChen did not delve into it, nor did he dare to delve into it. He could only ask himself briefly, why did he ask Yan QingChi this question, and after asking, what answer did he hope to get?
This answer was almost ready to come out, but he pressed it down. He looked at Yan QingChi, quietly and silently, and approached him from behind.
At around 7 o'clock the next morning, Yan QingChi opened his eyes in a daze. Just as he was about to get up, he heard Jiang MoChen say, "You have nothing to do today, what do you do when you wake up so early? There is no venue for you to jog in the morning. ."
Yan QingChi heard the words and felt that there was some truth in what he said, so he closed his eyes and continued to sleep.
When he woke up again, it was already 11 o'clock in the morning. Yan QingChi looked back and saw Jiang MoChen playing on his mobile phone.
"Wake up?" he asked.
Yan QingChi said "um".
"Then I call breakfast." Jiang MoChen said, calling the front desk service call.
Yan QingChi lifted the quilt and got out of bed and started to wash.
After a while, the waiter brought the breakfast up.
Yan QingChi brushed Weibo while eating breakfast, and saw that because yesterday's event did not follow up with a marketing account, it was just a passionate comment from fans, so the heat has gone down at the moment, but he still gained a lot of followers. Although, most of these people are Jiang MoChen's small houses.
Jiang MoChen saw the Weibo on his mobile phone interface and explained to him: "I don't really want to diverge this matter, so I asked Wu Yuan to suppress the news. Oh, Wu Yuan is my agent. Therefore, you This is the end of the wave of heat. However, if you use this to stir you up too hot, it is not appropriate, then the thoughts of hype will be too obvious, my fans will probably change from thanking you to right You are in a delicate mood."
"Don't worry, I don't understand this, so do what you think is appropriate."
Jiang MoChen nodded.
Yan QingChi asked him again, "Why do people call your fans a little madman, isn't it a little house?"
Jiang MoChen paused, "Do you know there is another name besides nickname and nickname?"
"what?"
"Black said."
Yan QingChi said "Huh?"
Jiang MoChen looked at him helplessly, "When you have fans in the future, your fans will also have corresponding nicknames and black names, and when you become popular, you should also have black names."
"Do you have a black name?" Yan QingChi asked him.
Jiang MoChen was speechless, "This is not what you should know."
"I'm curious."
"If you have time to be curious about this, why not think about what your fans are called."
Yan QingChi held up his hands and thought about it, "It must be related to his name, right?"
"Little Swallow?" Jiang MoChen asked him.
Yan QingChi almost instantly remembered a certain female character who had swept the north and south of the river before he traveled, "No."
"grass?"
"Anything else?"
"Pond?"
Yan QingChi, "...Then it's still grass."
"Or Qinglu? By the way, oatmeal, this is fine."
Yan QingChi thought for a while, and felt ok. He took a bun and handed it to Jiang MoChen, "Reward you."
Jiang MoChen looked at the buns on the plate, and gave him a helpless look.
At this moment, his mobile phone rang, Jiang MoChen picked it up and glanced at it. He saw a red dot on Yuan Mingxu's avatar on WeChat. Even if he didn't click on it, he could still see the text displayed inside. : I'm back, see you this afternoon.
Jiang MoChen was stunned, then clicked to reply to him: No, I will be filming in the afternoon.
"What about tomorrow?" Yuan Mingxu replied in seconds.
"I have been busy with this scene recently."
"No matter how busy you are, you won't be able to spare time, or...you don't want to see me?" Yuan Mingxu asked him, "You are married, and you can't even see me as a friend?"
Jiang MoChen looked at this sentence and did not reply.
"Forget it, I'm not embarrassing you, then it's gone, I'll go home tomorrow."
Jiang MoChen just remembered that Yuan Mingxu was still in this city, and the reason why he chose to land in this city was only because of himself.
He sighed unconsciously and replied, "Tomorrow, tomorrow afternoon, let's meet."
It's just a meeting and nothing will happen, Jiang MoChen thought, after all, before Yuan Mingxu left, before he and Yan QingChi got married, they were still friends. Besides, there are some things that need to be stated in person.
Yan QingChi saw that he finally put down the phone and asked him, "What's the matter? Are you in a hurry? Look at your face heavy."
Jiang MoChen opened his mouth, and the words "Yuan Mingxu is back, I'll see him" came to his lips, and swallowed again. He didn't realize until now that he hadn't told Yan QingChi that he and Yuan Mingxu Yan QingChi told Yuan Mingxu, only at the last party, Liao Sibo mentioned it accidentally, so he didn't know if Yan QingChi knew he had liked Yuan Mingxu. But he knew very well that he didn't want to mention Yuan Mingxu at this time, nor did he want to see Yan QingChi's expression after knowing Yuan Mingxu's affairs with him.
He doesn't want to see Yan QingChi cares too much about this matter, but also doesn't want to see Yan QingChi cares nothing about this matter, then, what attitude does he hope he has? Jiang MoChen didn't know, just as he didn't know whether he wanted Yan QingChi to be afraid or not to be afraid last night.
"Go and meet a friend," he said, "Because I need to adjust the time, I feel a little troublesome."
Yan QingChi nodded, "Do we need us to invite him to dinner?" He asked, "Last time Liao Sibo came to see you, it was not that I invited him to dinner."
"No, Liao Sibo is a visiting class, he is not, I just go by myself."
"That's good." Yan QingChi said, and continued to concentrate on breakfast.
Jiang MoChen looked at him and suddenly realized that he seemed to keep advancing and retreating within a degree. He would joke with himself, would get close, and would tease himself, but in the same way, he would not ask any more, he would not ask which friend he was, or why.
All his closeness is only in the small circle of him and QiQi, and he doesn't ask or say much about anything outside the circle. Jiang MoChen suddenly felt that he couldn't understand him a little, and couldn't understand whether he was advancing and retreating well or not caring about himself.
But he couldn't even understand why he suddenly cared about his attitude. Jiang MoChen laughed mockingly, and did not speak any more.
In the afternoon, Jiang MoChen coordinated with the director. The next day, he shot the scene in the morning and left directly.
Yuan Mingxu was sitting on a chair by the window, the sun shining into the private room, and a bright grapefruit color was added to the table in front of him. He looked at the lemon slices in the cup and felt a little bored.
This is a shop of his friend. The decoration is very small and fresh, and it is very popular with girls, but there is no one in the shop today because of his arrival, and even more because of Jiang MoChen's upcoming arrival.
Yuan Mingxu didn't expect that he just went abroad for a trip, and when he came back, Jiang MoChen was already married to other people. He was a little surprised, and he didn't want to believe it.
Of course he knew that Jiang MoChen liked him, he helped himself so much, and he even made it clear, but he liked Zhou Yixing for too long, so he chose to close his eyes and pretend not to see. But every time he was injured at Zhou Yixing, he would habitually go to Jiang MoChen for comfort. The three of them were like three single arrows in a straight line. He looked at Zhou Yixing and Jiang MoChen looked at him. He has become accustomed to such feelings, but now, Jiang MoChen is married.
Yuan Mingxu thought he didn't care too much. After all, he liked Zhou Yixing, but Jiang MoChen's alienation made him gradually panic. Jiang MoChen no longer cared about him, no longer took the initiative to chat with him, and even refused when he sent him a WeChat message to talk to him.
What is busy? Is the most perfunctory excuse. As long as you want, even if you are busy, you can still have time, unless you don't want to.
He couldn't understand it, just got married, so everything changed. Even if Jiang MoChen's marriage partner knows what's going on between them, even if the other person minds and doesn't want them to interact, what's wrong with just sending a WeChat chat?
He has become too accustomed to relying on Jiang MoChen, accustomed to telling him his own affairs, listening to him comforting himself, but now, Jiang MoChen unilaterally ended all this, which made Yuan Mingxu feel horrified and uncomfortable. So he booked a plane ticket and he returned home early. He wanted to know what happened between them.