It was a matter of life and death, Shen Du was silent for ten seconds, and no one thought about who he and Ye Nanqi were in love with, or who they were fighting for.
This problem has become a big issue.
Could it be that what Ye Nanqi said is true
Shen Du struggled for a while, and simply obeyed his heart. Under Ye Nanqi's playful eyes, he calmly replied: "Didn't you say that I have amnesia, I forgot."
Ye Nanqi patted him on the shoulder amusedly: "It's not a good habit to avoid the important and take the light."
Shen Du looked at him for a moment, then stretched out his hand to pinch his face. As expected, it feels good in the hand.
Maybe something so unreliable is really right
Shen Du thought for a moment, looked at the "rival in love" in front of him, and said slowly: "If I really forget something, you have to give me time to accept it."
Ye Nanqi didn't want to just let Shen Du go. The recording pen in his hand had been turned on for a long time. He raised his eyebrows and said, "I forgot who it was? Well, I don't remember clearly anyway, so I just recalled it together."
He said, pulled Shen Du to sit at the table, opened Baidu and entered his personal name, handed it to Shen Du, and said kindly: "Jiang Yuanyu, do you still remember? My little brother just won the Golden Horse Best Actor this year. After winning the award, We also got together and invited Zhao Sheng, Zhou Yaochun and Li Dui to have dinner together."
Shen Du glanced at the collected stills, and heard what Ye Nanqi was saying, and happened to turn to Zhang Jiang Yuanyu's ancient costume photos from a long time ago.
The sly and gentle appearance really resembles...
Shen Du silently raised his eyes to look at Ye Nanqi who was smiling like a fox at this time, put down his phone, and said seriously: "It's not him."
Ye Nanqi raised his eyebrows: "Then who are we fighting for?"
Shen Du didn't say a word for a moment, and after a while, he searched again following the name that popped up in his mind. Ye Nanqi didn't know who else the silly husband could think of, so he leaned over curiously, and saw Shen Du searched out the first movie he made after his debut.
He plays a seductive male prostitute in it, and the scene is very small.
In the stills, he is half lying on a small mahogany couch, dressed coquettishly in red, with his chest exposed and his legs exposed, his complexion is astonishingly fair, his black hair is loose, his eyes are full of spring, and he looks at the camera with a half-smile.
Shen Du pointed at this still photo, confidently: "He."
Ye Nanqi: "..."
Shen Du took another look, and said with a guilty conscience: "Why does it look a bit like you?"
Ye Nanqi didn't know how to react. Seeing Shen Du staring at the still photo, he seemed to like it very much, and asked in confusion, "You like this?"
"It's you anyway." More names popped up in Shen Du's mind, and he answered casually, not noticing that Ye Nanqi's teasing smile faltered. After searching continuously, all the names that popped up in his mind were the names of characters that Ye Nanqi had played.
Even he was silent now.
Ye Nanqi stroked the recording pen in his hand, reluctant to delete this paragraph.
He took back his mobile phone, stood up, lowered his head and kissed Shen Du's forehead: "...you really are."
After a pause, he exchanged a glance with Shen Du, and said with a smile, "Wake up early and accompany me."
Shen Du watched Ye Nanqi from time to time while eating.
That vague gaze was like a cat teaser, which made Ye Nanqi unable to eat properly. He put down his chopsticks and said, "What are you thinking, Mr. Shen, who is wise and mighty?"
Shen Du immediately looked back as if nothing had happened.
After waking up yesterday morning, there was a lot of chaos, and everything seemed to be ruining the world view. Ye Nanqi dangled in front of his eyes again. He couldn't think about it quietly. Now he watched Ye Nanqi calm down and thought for a long time. I almost have the answer in my heart.
What's more, there is so much evidence...whether it is physical evidence or his own witness.
Although Shen Du was a little rebellious when he was a teenager, he still grew up drinking the ink of a scholarly family. He was lofty and proud in his bones. Even though his face was cold and his heart was warm, he would never have such or such thoughts about his rival in love.
Even so... I still feel awkward in my heart, and there is always a sense of unrealistic absurdity.
Shen Du really couldn't show warmth to Ye Nanqi in such a state, so he raised his head and took a peek at Ye Nanqi, his eyes were as complicated as a high-level math problem that the students couldn't solve.
Ye Nanqi didn't know her husband's complicated mood, so he stirred the porridge in the bowl absently for a while, and remembered something: "By the way, Dad asked us to go home for dinner tonight, so you pretend to be normal and don't show your secrets." .”
Shen Du said, "What's wrong with me?"
Ye Nanqi said coldly: "Do you think you are normal now?"
Shen Du: "..." dare not answer.
Ye Nanqi made some side dishes for him, and continued: "My mother went abroad to meet international friends, and now Wanwan is learning to draw from your mother, so as long as you can get away with it..."
Shen Du interrupted him dissatisfiedly: "What is your mother?"
Ye Nanqi's husband, who always said these words unconsciously after his brain was broken, was so cute that he said with a smile, "Success, it's all our mother."
Shen Du nodded with satisfaction.
It was only then that he realized that he pinched himself with a black face.
Before returning to Shen's house at night, Ye Nanqi was worried that Shen Du's unnatural behavior would be noticed by the sensitive mother Shen and Ye Wan, and he confessed it several times before he went upstairs to change clothes with confidence.
Shen Du was sitting alone in the living room, playing for a while with the cool guy who was going to cut his balls tomorrow, he couldn't sit still, so he went upstairs to watch Ye Nanqi.
The door was not closed, and Ye Nanqi was about to take off the slim shirt when Shen Du came up. He pulled the collar, his waistline was tight, the waist was narrow and slender, and the lines of the shoulders and back had a very elegant and smooth feeling. Shen Du leaned against the door, looking at the scene, wanted to go up and give her a hug.
The two were old couples, and they spent a lot of time together without clothes on. Ye Nanqi was not shy, and took off his shirt calmly. The unsightly clothes were peeled off, and Shen Du saw that there were traces of being loved not long ago on his fair skin, almost every inch was covered with messy hickey marks, his throat tightened, and he felt a little uncomfortable almost immediately. Great response.
Ye Nanqi glanced at Shen Du, and said calmly, "Solve your own problems by yourself."
Shen Du closed the door in embarrassment and ran away.
Ye Nanqi changed his clothes, sat in the room tolerantly and checked Weibo for a while, guessing that Shen Du had solved the problem, he opened the door and went out, and smiled mercilessly when he saw Shen Du: "Shen Du, actually you like It's your five-fingered girl, right?"
Shen Du refused to answer this question. Seeing him picking and choosing a knitted sweater for a long time, he didn't know his age at first, but now he looked a few years younger than him, so he couldn't help but said: "Wearing so young?"
Ye Nanqi narrowed his eyes: "What, think I'm old?"
Shen Du was about to speak, when suddenly he raised his eyebrows: "Please explain clearly first, what is that in your pocket?"
Ye Nanqi put the recorder back as if nothing had happened: "Oh, it's nothing, just keep talking."
Shen Du closed his mouth vigilantly and remained silent.
Shen's mother returned to her old business on a whim and opened an exhibition hall. From time to time, she would go to the exhibition hall to work for a day, and grab Shen's father to be a free mannequin. Ye Wan learned painting from the once well-known mother Shen, and she made rapid progress. Mother Shen loved her apprentice, and her love for Ye Wan almost surpassed that of Ye Nanqi.
Before going out, Shen Du received a call from Shen's mother. The master and apprentice were still in the exhibition hall, so they happened to drop by to pick them up.
Shen Du suddenly remembered something: "... What is my usual attitude towards you?"
Ye Nanqi thought for a while: "Cool Dan likes Maomao very much, you are similar to it."
Although it is a puppet cat, Maomao only cares about Ye Nanqi's delicate body and is easy to overwhelm, and treats the other two males in the family with an indifferent attitude.
However, Kudan likes Mao Mao very much, and likes to rub and lick Mao Mao when they get together.
Shen Ducai watched Kudan rubbing Mao Mao affectionately all morning, and fell into a bewildered silence: "..."
This is not the same as he thought.
Ye Nanqi's waist kept dangling in his mind, as if it would break if he hugged it lightly. In his imagination, if he and Ye Nanqi were lovers, then they should also be the domineering president and the little wife...
In a way, Shen Du's thoughts are surprisingly similar to Ye Nanqi's brain circuit.
After picking up Mother Shen and Ye Wan from the exhibition hall, Shen Du was still thinking about his relationship with Ye Nanqi.
Ye Wan is now much more cheerful than before, and asked Ye Nanqi about interesting things during filming with bright eyes.
Ye Nanqi was also willing to talk to make the two ladies happy, and smiled and talked about some funny things that happened during the filming: "My brother is playing a villain this time. After filming one night, he was too hungry and didn't take off his clothes." The costumes rushed out to find something to eat, and the noodle shop owner was taken aback and dared not take money."
Ye Wan opened her eyes wide: "Brother, are you playing a very powerful person?"
Ye Nanqi pondered for a moment: "... I guess."
Really not. He challenged himself this time, playing a street gangster, a supporting role with a lot of roles, the contrast between the front and the end is very big, the director was always nervous in the early stage that he couldn't play that kind of street style.
Ye Nanqi simply wore ripped jeans and wandered around the small bar every day, observing the daily life of the gangsters. Occasionally, he was beaten up by the gangsters onlookers, and he would be dragged into the water for no reason. slip.
If you say these things, you will definitely be scolded to death by Shen Du.
As soon as this thought came to his mind, Ye Nanqi turned his head to look at Shen Du, and sighed.
... The current Shen Du would not scold him.
He wanted to sink.
He concealed his depression without any trace, and no one noticed it.
During the meal, Shen Du and his aunt were still cooking. Mother Shen took out a framed painting from the study and said with a smile, "Wanwan gave you a gift for the third anniversary. I originally wanted to give it to you next week, but I don't want to disturb you that day." You, you still want to go out with me to sketch, so I sent it in advance."
Curiously, Ye Nanqi lifted the cloth that was covering him and saw that it was him and Shen Du. The two of them had a make-up wedding at the end of last year, and it was not too grand. All the friends who should be invited were invited, and the two of them were exchanging rings in the painting.
It's not very top-notch painting skills, but it is extremely hardworking. In the eyes of Ye Nanqi, it has become a masterpiece unmatched by any famous artist. The more I look at it, the more I like it.
Ye Wan blushed, and whispered: "My brother rarely smiles so happily, so I want to draw it."
Ye Nanqi patted her head: "This is the best gift."
This painting Ye Nanqi is too precious. After eating, he took it back to the house and put it away. Seeing Shen Du following in, he laughed and said, "Why, now I feel that my parents and Wanwan are lying to you. This painting is fake. of?"
Shen Du said: "..."
Shen Du stared at Ye Nanqi, feeling that if he had a tail, it might be raised.
So cute.
he thinks. want to kiss.
On Tuesday, Ye Nanqi dragged his stupid husband to the hospital for an examination.
The doctor can't say why, only sure that this situation will not last too long.
Ye Nanqi felt a little uncomfortable, but he also understood that the doctor had tried his best. After thanking him, he left the hospital side by side with Shen Du. He was slightly absent-minded and didn't pay attention when going down the stairs. He was careless and almost fell.
With sharp eyes and quick hands, Shen Du grabbed him into his arms and held him steady, frowning and said, "How do you see the road?"
The environment of the private hospital is quiet, and there are not many people passing by at night. Ye Nanqi buried his head in his arms with peace of mind, sniffing, with a nasal sound in his voice: "I'm just thinking about you, Shen Xiaodu, come back soon after you've had enough fun." ,miss you."
Shen Du looked down at his reddish eye circles, and after a long while, reluctantly said "hmm".
Probably because of Ye Nanqi's red eyes, the night before the wedding anniversary, Shen Du dreamed of the scene of Ye Nanqi being carried into the ambulance by him covered in blood a long time ago. Got up, got out of bed in a panic, pushed open the door of the master bedroom and walked to the bed, seeing Ye Nanqi lying on the bed with frowning eyebrows, intact, he was relieved in one breath.
What immediately flooded into my mind was what I did after my brain suddenly broke.
After a night of lingering, he turned his face and refused to recognize anyone, raised resources and divorced Ye Nanqi, sneered at him for being a fake and deceitful person, turned people away, said his wife was pretending to be tender... and what the hell did he say that he would only go where there is no him!
Shen Du hissed coldly, went to bed lightly, and hugged Ye Nanqi into his arms.
These few days, in order to avoid some low-level fun, he and Ye Nanqi slept in separate beds.
In the relationship between the two, Shen Du has always tolerated and doted on the other one unconditionally, where did such a big death happen.
Ye Nanqi didn't show it on the surface, so he didn't know how much it was.
…and recorded it.
The more Shen Du thought about it, the more worried he became, and he couldn't fall asleep all night. Lying in Shen Du's arms for a long time, Ye Nanqi slept peacefully and soundly, his brows were not wrinkled, and he hummed subconsciously in his dream.
Shen Du hugged him, and after a tormenting night, Ye Nanqi finally woke up from his sleep.
Before he opened his eyes and felt the familiar embrace, Ye Nanqi almost guessed, rubbed his eyes, and smiled at Shendu in a daze: "Good morning, Shen Xiaodu, long time no see."
As he spoke, he pushed him away slowly, sat up, and looked for the recording pen he had been carrying these days on the bedside.
Shen Du looked at him helplessly.
Ye Nanqi looked back at him: "Where's my voice recorder?"
Shen Du pretended to be stupid: "Huh? Baby lost something? I'll ask my assistant to send back the exact same one later, okay?"
Ye Nanqi said: "Shen Du, are you naive?"
The two looked at each other for a while, Shendu was defeated, took out the recording pen from under the pillow, and struggled to death: "Nannan, I didn't have a clear mind a few days ago, and I didn't count what I said..."
Before he finished speaking, Ye Nanqi pressed a button, and a clear voice came out of the recorder.
"...do you like this?"
"It's you anyway."
Shen Du immediately misfired.
Ye Nanqi leaned against the head of the bed, raised his brows, and said teasingly, "Don't count?"
Shen Du leaned over and pressed him into his arms.
"Actually, I've been thinking about it for a long time." Ye Nanqi put down the recorder, leaned on his shoulder and closed his eyes, "If you really can't recover, then let you fall in love with me again...it's you anyway."
Shen Du stroked his back and kissed him lightly on the side of his neck: "It's okay, I'm back, why would I let you do it all over again."
Ye Nanqi rubbed his shoulders, coquettishly: "We came back with you to celebrate our third anniversary, and I have a present for you."
An ominous premonition suddenly appeared in Shen Du's heart.
Sure enough, Ye Nanqi turned around, took out a recording pen out of nowhere, and smiled brightly: "Come on, Shen Xiaodu, I recorded it specially, for... um."
Before he could finish speaking, the returning Shen Hooligan sealed his mouth in a despicable way.
Shen Du tasted the familiar sweet taste, and quietly threw the recording pen off the bed.
I'll deal with that recorder that shouldn't exist later...
Before stripping Ye Nanqi, Mr. Shen thought so far-sightedly.