Xie Yan said that he wanted to invite Ji Qinghuai to dinner, which made Ji Qinghuai so happy that he wished he could immediately set the venue and ask Xie Yan out immediately.
But Ji Qinghuai has not been completely dazzled by the joy. After all, as far as Jieyan is concerned, he is just a passerby who has only met once, and he is not even considered a friend. Xieyan is finally willing to talk to him, and he behaves too much. Positive, what if Xie Yan is scared away.
Oh no, it's impossible to scare Xie Yan away. At most, Xie Yan will think that he has malicious intentions and put him on the blacklist.
That's not going to work.
Be reserved, I want to be reserved.
Ji Qinghuai told himself that, he made an appointment to have lunch with Xie Yan on Saturday, and they chose a restaurant called "Humble House".
For nothing else, there is an ancient town next to this restaurant. What Ji Qinghuai thought was that after eating, he could go around the town with Xie Yan and swim in a lake.
After two days of bored waiting, Saturday finally ushered in. Before the alarm clock rang at eight o'clock, Ji Qinghuai got up. Qin Lang was a little surprised. He didn't have a job today. Why did his elder brother get up so early
Ji Qinghuai and Qin Lang are currently single, and they both stay on the set for most of the year due to work reasons, and they get together less and leave more, so every time Ji Qinghuai leaves the set, he will come to live with Qin Lang.
It's not that Ji Qinghuai doesn't have a house in the city, he just doesn't want to live alone, he likes to be lively, he can't be bored at home all day like Jie Yan, he doesn't like the lifeless atmosphere, when Qin Lang is at home, he has someone to accompany him, he can still Ceng Ceng meal, kill two birds with one stone.
Ji Qinghuai went in and out of the room several times, cleaned himself up carefully, sprayed on perfume after finishing his haircut, Qin Lang noticed that Ji Qinghuai seemed to be in a particularly good mood today, his eyes were bright, and he seemed to be able to see the light inside. .
Qin Lang is not surprised, Ji Qinghuai's state is very similar to the reaction of "going to see his sweetheart" often performed in the play, Qin Lang is sure that there is a situation.
At half past nine, Ji Qinghuai got the car keys and was about to go out. Qin Lang said calmly, "Come back early at night, you still have to drink medicine."
Ji Qinghuai: "..."
Why mention such a sad thing! What a shame.
Ji Qinghuai didn't want to talk to this bad brother, closed the door and left.
Ji Qinghuai didn't eat at home at noon, Qin Lang was too lazy to cook by himself, so he didn't have to prepare ingredients, and had nothing to do, Qin Lang turned on the computer and prepared to watch a TV series.
He remembered that some time ago there was a popular drama with a good reputation, so he wanted to watch it.
At this time, Ji Qinghuai was sitting in the car, but he was not in a hurry to leave. He was thinking about one thing.
The two neighborhoods are so close, why don't you pick up Xie Yan and go there together
Ji Qinghuai took out his mobile phone, "Mr. Xie, do you want me to pick you up?" This sentence has already been typed, just press send, but Ji Qinghuai hesitated for a long time before deleting this sentence.
Xie Yan wouldn't like him being too attentive, so it's better to be careful before getting familiar with him.
The car drove out of Xinchen Community, went straight to the restaurant, and arrived half an hour later. The private room was reserved by Ji Qinghuai in advance, and a little girl led him directly to the third floor.
Entering the private room, Ji Qinghuai sent a message to Xie Yan.
The Most Handsome Actor in History: Third Floor, Sui Han.
Suihan is the name of the private room.
Ji Qinghuai walked to the window and looked out through the glass. Today's weather is not good, the sky is a bit gloomy, I'm afraid it will rain heavily.
Can this still swim in the lake
Just as he was thinking, Ji Qinghuai heard a knock on the door, he thought it was the little girl who brought him up just now, but when he turned his head, he met a pair of beautiful eyes.
Xie Yan is wearing a casual outfit today, not as serious as when he was wearing a suit, he looks more approachable, the pair of gold-rimmed glasses are still on the bridge of the nose, his expression is as lukewarm as usual, he is still the cold and indifferent Xie Yan gentlemen.
"Sorry, I've been waiting for a long time." Xie Yan closed the door, and first said politely to Ji Qinghuai. He didn't come very late, and it was only five minutes since Ji Qinghuai sent him a message.
"I've just arrived too." Ji Qinghuai looked the other way, "Mr. Xie, please sit down."
The private room is not too big, and there is a rectangular wooden table inside, which can accommodate six to eight people for dinner, and it is also suitable for small gatherings with friends. Xie Yan pulled out the chair and sat down. Ji Qinghuai then took a seat, sitting opposite Jie Yan .
Ji Qinghuai put the menu in front of Jie Yan, "Come and order."
Xie Yan didn't move, but said: "Since we are here to thank you, you should do what you want, Young Master Ji should order."
Ji Qinghuai felt uncomfortable when he heard the "Young Master Ji", "Mr. Xie should be about the same age as me. Since we were lucky enough to meet each other, Ji Qinghuai really wants to make Mr. Xie a friend. Why don't we put aside these formalities and treat each other with sincerity?"
Treat each other with sincerity
Seeing Ji Qinghuai's sincere face, Xie Yan couldn't help sneering.
The best actor is the best actor, and it is not without reason that he can win the award. From the deliberate approach at the beginning to the sincere treatment now, they are all so innocent and harmless.
But you, have you been honest with me
Xie Yan had her own thoughts in her heart, but her face remained calm, "It seems that Young Master Ji is also a man of temperament."
"Then stop holding it so respectfully." Ji Qinghuai looked at Xie Yan, "I have a name, Mr. Xie can call me."
Xie Yan smiled lightly, "Ji Qinghuai."
Ji Qinghuai was a little dazed, his mind stopped at the moment when he understood Yan Xiao.
From the first day when Xie Yan was brought back, Ji Qinghuai felt that Xie Yan's only shortcoming was that she didn't like to laugh. When she was at Xie Yan's house, Xie Yan would sometimes smile helplessly when facing the kitten, but that smile was as good as The smile when facing Ji Qinghuai is completely different.
Fortunately, Ji Qinghuai came back to his senses quickly, and did not lose his manners in front of Xie Yan, "Isn't it better than being called Young Master Ji?"
Xie Yan understood that Ji Qinghuai wanted to get close to him, so he followed Ji Qinghuai's words: "Then let's call it that from now on."
This is exactly what Ji Qinghuai wanted.
Xie Yan put the menu back in front of Ji Qinghuai, "Order."
Ji Qinghuai was not polite to Xie Yan, and ordered a few signature dishes, accompanied by two cold dishes and a dim sum.
When the little girl was about to place an order, Ji Qinghuai specifically warned, "Don't add coriander."
The little girl made notes according to her words, took away the menu on the table, and left the private room for the two guests.
Ji Qinghuai picked up the teapot, filled the two empty cups in front of him, and handed one of the cups to Xie Yan, who took it and asked casually, "You don't like coriander either?"
The reason for using "also" is because Xie Yan herself doesn't like coriander, knowing this, Ji Qinghuai specifically told her not to put coriander.
Subconsciously blurted out, the brain did not pass the mouth.
Ji Qinghuai didn't want to reveal his secrets yet, so he could only follow Xie Yan's words: "Yeah, I think the smell of coriander is weird."
He knowingly asked again: "Mr. Xie likes it?"
Ji Qinghuai pretended to be embarrassed, "I blame me for not asking clearly, why don't they add it."
Xie Yan watched his performance calmly.
It wasn't that Xie Yan was suspicious, it was Ji Qinghuai's performance that had to arouse his suspicion, but there are indeed many people who don't like coriander, maybe it's just a coincidence, but it can't dispel Xie Yan's suspicion of Ji Qinghuai.
Xie Yan said: "No, I don't like it either."
Seeing that his face and expression were the same, Ji Qinghuai was not suspicious, and quietly heaved a sigh of relief.
The two chatted for a while, and the dishes Ji Qinghuai ordered came to the table one after another. Based on the principle of eating without talking, the private room became quiet.
Xie Yan really doesn't like talking when eating, but Ji Qinghuai is not.
At that time, Ji Qinghuai chose to book a private room because he wanted to be alone with Xie Yan and talk more, but Xie Yan didn't like to take the initiative to speak up, and he was afraid that talking too much would make Xie Yan feel annoying, so he always hesitated to talk when thinking of topics, so he could only secretly Aim at Xie Yan.
Xie Yan knew that Ji Qinghuai would look at him from time to time, but he didn't poke him. He just ate his food slowly. Twenty minutes later, both of them put down their chopsticks.
Ji Qinghuai turned his head and glanced at the sky outside. It was as gloomy as when he came, but it wasn't raining. Afraid that Xie Yan would leave immediately, Ji Qinghuai asked first, "Is Mr. Xie doing something this afternoon?"
Xie Yan: "It's nothing important."
When Ji Qinghuai heard that there was something interesting, he suggested: "There is a small town next to the restaurant, it's very close, and I don't have anything to do in the afternoon, so why not go shopping."
"Okay." Xie Yan readily agreed.
The two of them took the things they were carrying with them, and Ji Qinghuai checked it again to make sure that the two of them didn't leave anything behind, and went downstairs with Xie Yan. According to what he said earlier, Xie Yan paid the bill.
Ji Qinghuai said heartily, isn't the reason for meeting next time? You have invited me to dinner but I have not invited you. What a good reason.
After leaving the restaurant, the two walked in the direction guided by the road signs, and soon saw the ancient town that Ji Qinghuai mentioned.
It is said to be an ancient town, but in fact it has no value for sightseeing. The commercialization of such ancient towns is very serious. The so-called ancient buildings are just a gimmick to attract tourists to make money.
Ji Qinghuai is even less interested in these things. In the years since his debut, eight out of ten dramas he has accepted are costume dramas. Sometimes he can stay on the crew for more than half a year, and he is tired of seeing these buildings.
About this town, Ji Qinghuai knew a little bit, he said: "Mr. Xie, there is a legend about this town, do you know?"
Xie Yan shook his head.
The two walked up the stone bridge together, and under the bridge was a calm lake, which was rippled by the wind.
Ji Qinghuai said: "The attraction of this small town lies in a temple in the town. It is said that there is a marriage tree in this temple. If two people who are in love write down each other's name and hang it on the tree, it will last for a long time. , it seems to be quite spiritual, so many people come here admiringly.”
Ji Qinghuai and Xie Yan are both monsters, they know very well that all things in this world, from life and death to destiny, down to marriage, misfortune and fortune, have their own determinants, and it is definitely not something that can be controlled by a marriage tree, and mentioning this matter is just chatting.
Seeing that Ji Qinghuai was very interested, Xie Yan asked, "Are you also here for the name?"
"It's not."
Xie Yan asked again, "Then do you have someone whose name you want to write down?"
Ji Qinghuai paused.
He didn't expect Xie Yan to ask him this question.
Ji Qinghuai turned his head to look at Jieyan, saw his slightly long hair was blown by the wind, and lightly brushed against the lens, when his eyes met, Ji Qinghuai had an illusion.
That pair of gold-rimmed glasses seemed to be a barrier, as long as it was there, his eyes would never be able to see the bottom of Xie Yan's heart.
At this moment, Ji Qinghuai suddenly understood one thing.
"Actually... yes."
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There has been such a legend in the world:
Whenever night falls, Shura from hell comes to judge all evils in the world.
Fu Tong had heard this legend for eighteen years.
Fu Tong asked Su Cheng, "I heard that the judge has a green face and long fangs, which looks scary. Is it true?"
Su Cheng: "Fake, the judge looks...should be pretty good."
Fu Tong asked again: "Then if one day I do something wrong, will that judge also come to judge me?"
Su Cheng looked at him dotingly, "No, he will never hurt you."
It was only later that Su Cheng realized that what Fu Tong said was never a joke.
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