The man reading a book realized that someone was coming in, looked up, took off his earphones, turned his knees, and said in a low voice, "Get up."
"It's not over yet." The man who was playing with the mobile phone whispered coquettishly.
The next moment, his mobile phone was confiscated, he grumbled, and had no choice but to turn over and stand up.
Gong Yingxian frowned, vaguely aware that the atmosphere between these two people was unusual.
It was the first time for Ren Yi to see Song Juhan up close, and he was stunned.
Song Juhan's mother is a Chinese-German supermodel, so he has a quarter of Aryan blood. His pupils and hair are very dark, while his skin is very fair.
Coupled with a blurred and lazy voice, superior creative ability, and the background of Song's media prince, he became popular all over Asia as soon as he debuted.
Compared with this aggressive beauty, the man next to Song Juhan looked a bit ordinary.
In fact, he is also handsome with three courts and five eyes, tall and slender, with a calm and steady demeanor, but he is very serious from hairstyle to dress. The two people were originally supposed to be completely different, like spirits meeting ancient tea, but when they are mixed together, they seem to be able to warm and harmonize each other.
As if it was born this way.
Ren Yi could guess who this man was. Before Song Juhan announced his retirement last year, he dominated the news list for at least a month. It is said that it was because of a man named "Why". Anyone who doesn't pay attention to entertainment news knows it, and the degree of spread can be imagined.
Looking at it today, it was indeed the case, and Song Juhan didn't seem to intend to hide it.
Although Ren Yi really admires this buddy and thinks that this guy is really a shocking lover, but now he has no other thoughts but regret, if he had known this, he would definitely not bring Gong Yingxian in with him, in case something was discovered , will it bring back bad memories of Gong Yingxian...
Song Juhan showed a professional smile to Ren Yi: "Hello, Captain Ren, right? Thank you for your hard work."
"Ah, it should." Ren Yi came back to his senses, "I'm sorry, Mr. Song, did I bother you?"
"No, it's still early." Song Juhan's eyes were always on Gong Yingxian, his eyebrows were slightly raised, and he looked him up and down wantonly, "This is..."
Gong Yingxian's face became colder and a little impatient.
"He is my colleague." Ren Yi said.
Song Juhan didn't quite believe it: "Really?"
"Really."
"Are you interested in becoming a star?" Song Juhan called out, "Xiao Song, come here."
A fat man ran over: "Brother Han."
"Have you ever seen such a handsome firefighter?" Song Juhan pointed at Gong Yingxian, "What a gimmick."
"Wow." Xiao Song glanced at Gong Yingxian, his face began to light up, "Wow, you are so handsome! Hello, hello, I am Brother Han's manager, and this is my business card. Would you like to consider signing us?" company?"
Gong Yingxian looked at the business card that Xiaosong handed over, without any intention of reaching out.
Ren Yi hurriedly took the business card on his behalf: "Haha, thank you, he will think about it carefully."
Song Juhan stretched his waist: "Captain Ren, do you want to sign?"
Gong Yingxian's expression became more and more unhappy, especially when Ren Yi's attention was all on Song Juhan.
"Oh yes." Ren Yi took out the signature pad from his arms, "My younger sister is going to take the high school entrance exam next year, can I trouble you to write her a word of blessing?"
"No problem, what's her name?" Song Juhan took the signature board.
"Flying Lan, Flying Flying, Waved Lan."
"Fei... Lan..." Song Juhan paused after he wrote the word "Fei" in which the dragon flies and the phoenix dances. He frowned and asked Xiang Hegu, "Baby, how do you write the word 'Lan'? I forgot the word when I picked up the pen." what."
The sound of "baby" stunned both of them.
Ren Yi thought to himself, are all the fucking stars so open
Gong Yingxian showed a strange look on his face, and looked at the two of them with more scrutiny. He Gu coughed lightly: "Three points of water, a 'door' on the right, and one inside..."
"You write it." Song Juhan handed the pen to He Gu.
"They want your autograph."
Song Juhan smiled slightly at Ren Yi: "We don't distinguish between each other, whoever writes the same, you just tell your sister that she has a global out-of-print signature."
He Gu had no choice but to hold Song Juhan's hand, wrote a neat and dignified "Lan" character, and then returned the hand to him.
The smile on Song Juhan's face never went away - it was just a sign.
Looking at the harmonious and intimate atmosphere between the two, Gong Yingxian couldn't tell what it was like, obviously he saw two strangers in front of him, but he seemed to see him and Ren Yi through these two people.
He even felt a little jealous because the other party had a sweetness that neither he nor Ren Yi could compete with.
After finishing writing, Ren Yi took it over and took a look: Child Feilan, I wish you progress in your studies and get admitted to your ideal high school—Song Juhan.
Ren Yi said happily: "Mr. Song, thank you."
Gong Yingxian rolled his eyes.
"You're welcome." Song Juhan turned his head and kissed He Gu, "Your handwriting is so beautiful."
He Gu looked away slightly in embarrassment.
"Then we won't bother you." Ren Yi hurriedly took Gong Yingxian out.
As soon as he went out, Ren Yi hurriedly took a photo and sent it to Gong Feilan, "Haha, Feilan is absolutely delighted."
Gong Yingxian bowed his head and remained silent.
"Song Juhan is a nice guy, and he doesn't have any pretensions."
Gong Yingxian said disdainfully: "Can't you see his arrogance?"
These words simply made Ren Yi laugh. Speaking of arrogance, at least Song Juhan did not hesitate to be polite on the surface, but Gong Yingxian didn't even bother to pretend.
"What are you laughing at?" Gong Yingxian said again, "Who is that person next to him?"
Ren Yi suddenly became nervous, and said lightly, "Let's work together."
Gong Yingxian frowned deeply, and after a long time, he asked, "Are they gay?"
Ren Yi tried his best to expose this problem, but he was still discovered. That's right, it's so obvious that the blind can't see it. He swallowed, thinking that he couldn't fool around, so he might as well take this opportunity to test Gong Yingxian's attitude. So he pretended to be relaxed and said: "Yeah, they are quite a match."
Gong Yingxian fell silent.
Ren Yi sneaked a glance at him: "The entertainment industry... this kind of thing is quite common. There are many in the United States, right? In fact, there are quite a lot in China now, after all, the society is open."
"I feel sick." Gong Yingxian said suddenly and coldly. He is in a very complicated mood now, he has never been too lazy to meddle in other people's business, but for some reason, he just hates those two people, hates Ren Yi looking at Song Juhan's face in a daze, and hates the two of them acting in front of him and Ren Yi intimacy.
Ren Yi froze, and the expression on his face disappeared in an instant.
"When I was studying in the United States, I was harassed by that kind of pervert." Gong Yingxian deliberately recalled some memories that made him feel really disgusted, and goosebumps still appear on his skin, "More than once, more than once, even One was following me and plotting to kidnap me."
Ren Yi only felt a throbbing pain in his heart, and his face turned pale immediately. He said awkwardly: "It seems... I heard Captain Qiu... said it."
Disgusting, perverted.
These two words echoed repeatedly in Ren Yi's ears, as if someone was humiliating him by pointing at his nose, making his face hot.
He has been avoiding thinking about Gong Yingxian's views on this sexuality, because he is afraid. No matter how open this society is, there will always be people who are paranoid. What's more, what happened to Gong Yingxian made his disgust justifiable.
But he was still very, very uncomfortable.
He felt that every word Gong Yingxian said at this time was a loud slap on his face, which woke him up severely.
He indulged in the ambiguity with Gong Yingxian and couldn't extricate himself from it, endowing every action, every word, every frown and smile between them with a different meaning.
In the end, he was all self-indulgent.
It was terrible, as if he had been intoxicated, he fantasized more and more boldly about the future of him and Gong Yingxian.
But can you blame him all? What Gong Yingxian said and did to him, in his opinion, really exceeded the definition of friendship.
Is it because Gong Yingxian has never made friends, so the definition is blurred, or because of his sexual orientation, the definition is blurred
Ren Yi's heart was in a mess, and his body was like falling into an ice cave, freezing every pore of him.
"What's wrong with you?" Gong Yingxian sensed Ren Yi's strangeness, "Why do you have such a bad face?"
"No, nothing."
Gong Yingxian stretched out his hand and touched Ren Yi's forehead: "There is no fever, is it too cold? You are shaking."
"It's okay, I'm wearing thick clothes." Ren Yi forced a smile, seeing Gong Yingxian's caring expression, felt sore and unbearable.
If Gong Yingxian never reciprocated his feelings and only regarded him as a friend for the rest of his life, could he not like him
cannot.
That being the case, whether Gong Yingxian hates homosexuality or not seems...not so important.
Just don't tell him, just don't tell him, just don't tell him.
Gong Yingxian took off his gloves, covered Ren Yi's icy face with his warm palm, and said distressedly: "I think you must be too cold. There is a convenience store outside the venue. I'll buy you some warm stickers and Hot drink."
Ren Yi stared blankly at Gong Yingxian, his nose slightly sour.
Why does it have to be fucking nice to me
"You wait for me here." Gong Yingxian dropped a few words and hurried out of the arena.
Ren Yi leaned against the wall outside the lounge, looking at the long, curved corridor, Gong Yingxian's back quickly disappeared around the corner.
There is only solitude left.
His heart was empty.
After waiting for a long time, footsteps came from the corridor. He thought that Gong Yingxian had returned, and was about to cheer up and pretend that nothing happened.
But when the person turned the corner, Ren Yi showed a surprised expression.
Why is Qi Xiao here!
Seeing Ren Yi, Qi Xiao said happily, "Brother, I've been looking for you for a long time."
"How will you be here?"
"I came to the concert, then I saw the fire truck, I thought this is your jurisdiction, maybe you will be here, so I went to the fire truck and asked, one of your squad leaders, last time I saw, Brother Liu Hui brought me in."
Ren Yi's mind was still a little confused at this time: "Oh, what a coincidence, the concert has been going on for a long time, why did you come?"
"I overslept." Qi Xiao smiled, "And I just want to hear about Song Juhan. I didn't spend any money on the ticket. I'm negotiating a brokerage appointment with Song Media recently, and they gave it to me."
"Congratulations." Ren Yi forced a smile.
"Brother, what's wrong with you? You don't look very well." Qi Xiao walked over, held Ren Yi's face in his hands, and looked at him with concern.
Ren Yi turned his face away indiscriminately, but he was leaning against the wall and had nowhere to retreat, so he had to stand up straight: "It's okay, it's just a little cold."
"I also think your skin is so cold, please cover it for me." Qi Xiao smiled and covered Ren Yi's face with his hands.
"No need, Qi Xiao, I still have to go to work." Ren Yi pulled Qi Xiao's hand, "It's almost Song Juhan, go back and listen."
Qi Xiao's face changed slightly: "Why do you keep avoiding me?"
Ren Yi was stunned for a moment, and said without confidence: "I haven't."
"Do you think I'm an idiot?" Qi Xiao said angrily, "If you hate me, it's just a matter of words."
"Qi Xiao, I don't hate you, I just..."
Qi Xiao suddenly hooked Ren Yi's neck, threw himself into his arms, and kissed his lips forcefully.
Ren Yi was caught off guard by the kiss, he pulled Qi Xiao away from him: "Qi Xiao, listen to me!"
"Brother, I want you to fuck me." Qi Xiao pressed his lips together again.
The sound of heavy objects falling to the ground sounded from the side.
Ren Yi was startled, and turned his head to look.
At some point, Gong Yingxian appeared not far away, with a face as cold and cruel as ice. The hot tea in his hand spilled all over the floor.