"Okay," Duan Changke's voice sounded, and at the same time, he stretched out a hand to Fang Lin, "How long will we stay down here? Come out."
Fang Lin didn't refuse, and put his hand on Duan Changke's.
He began to fight for more opportunities to have physical contact with Duan Changke, and put his hand on it, but he didn't move: "Pull me. My legs are weak."
Duan Changke naturally wouldn't be so ruthless, she used some strength as she said, and protected Fang Lin's head with the other hand to prevent him from bumping into the corner of the table, pulling him up who smelled of him.
Fang Lin was just talking casually at first, but he didn't expect that because he knelt on the carpet for too long, before he stood up for a second, his knees really softened, and he fell on Duan Changke directly following the strength of Duan Changke.
The other party didn't mind the offense, and even took advantage of Fang Lin's gesture of throwing himself into his arms to put a hand on Fang Lin's waist that was just a helping hand, and held it firmly.
"The feet are so soft." Duan Changke's tone sounded cheerful, and the warmth of his palms spread to Fang Lin's slightly cool skin, and he said casually, "Then take it easy."
So following Fang Lin's movements, she hugged him quietly for a while.
There was still a slight sexual smell between the two, Fang Lin was hugged by him, leaning on his shoulder, his lips could easily stick to the other's neck.
But he still didn't post it.
After an unknown amount of time, Fang Lin felt Duan Changke pat him on the back, reminding himself: "Should I have lunch yet?"
Most of the ambiguous smell dissipated, but he still didn't want to leave Duan Changke's body, or maybe it was because he had done something outrageous just now, and the other party probably wouldn't care about such insignificant coquettishness.
He grabbed Duan Changke's neck, sticky and said shamelessly: "I ate it just now."
Just after he finished speaking, the skin on his waist was pinched gently.
Even Duan Changke didn't know how to continue this sentence, so he could only hug him tighter, and said helplessly, "Don't be fussy."
Fang Lin didn't speak.
Duan Changke didn't seem to care what he answered, so he simply picked Fang Lin up and walked into the inner room of the office.
Fang Lin was very light, trying to stay in Duan Changke's arms for a few more minutes, but the other party put him on the sofa in the inner room: "If you really don't want to eat, just sleep for a while."
Fang Lin raised his head from his embrace, and reluctantly said, "Oh."
"Then lend me your coat." In fact, the air conditioner was fully turned on, and Fang Lin wasn't cold, but he asked Duan Changke for a suit jacket hanging on the side, and put it on.
"You really don't want to eat anymore?" Fang Lin wrapped his coat around himself, covering his face.
So Duan Changke reached into the coat and rubbed Fang Lin's hair.
"Don't eat." Fang Lin said half-truthfully, "There will be a shoot in two days. Brother Xia said that being fat is not good for the camera, so let me pay attention to weight control."
Duan Changke's hand paused, and the movement that was intended to be withdrawn stayed in the air for a moment, then scratched the tip of Fang Lin's nose, as if he really couldn't do anything about him: "Eat a little."
Eat as much as you want.
Being scratched by Duan Changke was so soft that his heart almost melted, and he even forgot what to say after connecting, and looked away dodgingly, afraid that Duan Changke would find his eyes at this time: "Okay."
But Duan Changke didn't understand what he was thinking now, and enjoyed the atmosphere of this moment very much, so he didn't leave quickly, but stayed in the room to rest, as if he was really afraid that Fang Lin wouldn't eat anything, so he sat aside and supervised the work Watching Fang Lin eating, he said "Good boy".
Fang Lin didn't dare to look at him, so he could only eat like a hamster with his cheeks bulging.
From the mouth to the heart are full, Fang Lin feels happy, but also gives birth to a kind of unbearable pain.
Before the lunch break, Fang Lin finally finished the meal Duan Changke gave him, hugged the other party's coat, and fell asleep on the sofa.
No matter what, it was the first time for Duan Changke to do such a ridiculous thing in the office, but when Fang Lin squatted down, he couldn't refuse at all.
The trousers were also crumpled by him, and it was estimated that they would not be able to wear them. Duan Changke also took off his vest, and he did not avoid Fang Lin, changing clothes aside.
The other party was also happy to watch him change, the original deep sleepiness just disappeared like this, and while wanting to turn his head to look directly at the same time, he was afraid that it would be too blatant.
It just so happened that the phone vibrated at this time, Fang Lin lowered his head and opened it, and found that it was another person who was on the trending search side by side with him today.
Of course, what I have endured is cursing and slander, and the other party's body is all distressed.
Meng Jinyu seemed to be feeling sorry for himself, so he opened the scene in the way the two of them were familiar with, sending out a series of periods, and then began to type.
mango: ... I know that the show will mess around, but I'm still naive, I didn't expect it to be like this.
mango: I thought about posting something to help you divert the firepower, but my agent didn't want me to post it, saying that everything I post now is messy, so just let me follow the heat.
mango: As for the fans, you know, the big fans are all connected with this side, so they must understand what my agent means. It's really not my order, at least I didn't think about doing that.
Meng Jinyu is different from Fang Lin. He relies on traffic for a living. Even if his acting skills are poor, he will be scolded for everything, but as long as he can bring traffic, he can maintain his popularity.
Therefore, fans are more like a constraint to him than followers. He is not free in any way, and there are always infinite interpretations of what he says and does.
Fang Lin teased him and sent a series of beeps.
Mango: Ah! ! Otherwise! ! If it really doesn’t work, if you’re in a hurry to explain, I’ll treat you to dinner tonight, and then I’ll tell a station sister to take two photos. If there are some photos, no one will say anything.
After speaking, he also sent Fang Lin the address of a restaurant.
Fang Lin imagined that Meng Jinyu was probably wrinkling his nose and scratching his head at this moment. He thought it was interesting, and replied: Forget it, although I don’t have a good reputation now, but taking up so many public resources a day can make my good reputation from waiting and watching. They were also made clean.
mango: ... ok.
mango: Then don't be overthinking it.
Fang Lin had just put away his cell phone, and Duan Changke beside him had already changed his clothes. He glanced at him and said, "Let's go back together tonight? I'll ask Lao Wu to pick you up first."
Just as he was about to agree, he shook his head again: "Not yet. I'm going to see grandma today."
Duan Changke didn't say much: "Got it."
Fang Lin sneaked out of Duan Changke's office ahead of time in order to avoid being bumped into during the afternoon rush hour.
He didn't stay in the company for too long in the afternoon, almost as soon as Xia Qi said "here first today", Fang Lin got up, said goodbye to everyone, and walked to the hospital.
There will be a new filming tomorrow, and Xia Qi has also arranged two or three auditions. After all these are processed, he will be closed for a week to record the second segment of the variety show. Therefore, the time behind is too tight, so he can only hurry up and go back to see the old man now.
But the good news is that the general condition of the old lady is very good today. Most of the time, the concept has not retreated, and the two have communicated normally for a long time.
Probably because he really realized that the grandson of the old man is an entertainer, and the nurse also started to pay attention to the entertainment news. When Fang Lin arrived, he was nervous and concerned about him: "I heard that you were scolded on the Internet, are you okay? I didn't dare Tell the old lady."
Fang Lin replied amusedly: "Fortunately, it's the momentum created by the show, don't worry about it."
But thinking that the show would be broadcast soon, he sat in front of the old man and talked to her again. He said that in two days, she could see himself on TV again.
The old man's eyes were cracked with laughter, he grabbed his hand and said over and over again, Linlin is now a big star.
Probably because the old man thought about it seriously when he was awake, and now he started to hold Fang Lin's hand and told him: "In the future, Lin Lin should pay attention to his image when he goes to the street, don't zip up his schoolbag like when he was in school, if someone wants to take a group photo , remember to smile more, oh yes, and don’t come to see me, or you will be found, and you will be troubled, of course, the most important thing is that you must not be wronged, or your mother will cry... "
Although the content of what the old lady said was confusing, Fang Lin understood everything without any effort.
At the end, the old man suddenly thought of something: "By the way, does Linlin have a girlfriend?"
It's not the first time Fang Lin has answered this question. In the past, he would jokingly grab the old man's hand and say no, and even bluff her, telling her to take it easy, saying that now is the rising stage of her career.
But when I heard it again today, Fang Lin didn't immediately deny it.
He hesitated for a moment, and when he saw the nurse was washing the dishes, he whispered to her, "... I have someone I like."
This sentence is like a spell to unravel the fog. Although the old lady can't tell the time, she soon realized that this is the first time Fang Lin has admitted this matter in front of her, and even grabbed Fang Lin's hand. The meaning in the words: "Isn't it your girlfriend?"
"Well," Fang Lin nodded, "I don't know if he likes me or not, I'm sorry to say."
The old man seemed to have become clear about the fact that his grandson had a crush, but he felt distressed that he didn't have the guts to confess, so he frowned slightly.
Fang Lin looked at her expression and said tentatively, "Grandma?"
When the old man pursed his lips and thought, he was serious, lively and lively. Fang Linguang couldn't bear to interrupt her as he looked at her like this.
After a while, the old man raised his head from his thoughts and asked him, "What kind of girl is she?"
Fang Lin blurred the word girl in the question, thought for a while and said, "Mature, very considerate, sometimes he likes to make fun of me, oh...it's also pretty."
He didn't know what kind of impression this description left on the old man's heart, so he nodded seriously, "Very good."
But after Fang Lin said it, he regretted it a little. After all, he didn't have the courage to confess, and it was impossible to say that the two had established a physical relationship before their relationship...
He didn't dare to say these words, but he still wanted to tell her that he had someone he liked.
Before he sorted out how to say these words, the old lady thought about it again and said, "Linlin is too embarrassed to tell her."
Fang Lin's thoughts froze for a moment, and he didn't know how to answer, so he just let out a soft "ah".
"Linlin doesn't want to tell people, it's just because he thinks people seem mature and considerate, so he's embarrassed to say so." The old man's tone didn't mean to blame at all, "But if people are really as good as you say, then Linlin can go boldly. Say, don’t be afraid of rejection either.”
Her eyeballs were obviously cloudy, but when Fang Lin looked at her, it felt like they were being cut open and seen through.
"Because such a good person will definitely discover how good Linlin is."
Fang Lin also stayed in the hospital for a long time today.
The old man's mental state was unexpectedly good today, and even at night, he didn't experience memory regression like before, and he didn't know if it was because of hearing the news today.
Because he told Duan Changke not to go back today, he didn't contact the other party again, and was walking to the hospital gate to take a taxi. As soon as he took out his mobile phone, he heard someone calling his name behind him.
He was wearing a hat and a mask. He thought it was a passerby at first, and wanted to pretend that he wasn't fooling him, but the other party yelled twice, and Fang Lin thought the voice sounded familiar.
Turning his head away, just seeing the other party, his eyes widened a little, and he hesitated: "Xiao... Boss?"
The other party smiled and nodded, walked over, patted Fang Lin's shoulder unexpectedly, but withdrew his hand when he was about to touch him.
Fang Lin didn't expect to see him here.
The other party was the bar owner when he was a resident singer when he was in college. He was considered half a dude. He confessed to him once, but after being rejected, the two never contacted again.
But Xiao Jianian helped grandma live here, and the other party didn't bother Fang Lin after she rejected him, so Fang Lin didn't have a bad impression of him.
"Long time no see," Xiao Jianian said, "To see grandma?"
Fang Lin nodded: "Go back."
"I'll see you off," Xiao Jianian said, "I just finished watching my friend and plan to go back. Or if you don't mind, go to my store for a drink before leaving?"
Fang Lin didn't know why he agreed later.
In all fairness, Xiao Jianianhui is a good lover. He gave Fang Lin a lot of help at the beginning, and said he liked him, but he would not violate the rules without his permission. Promise to others, other conditions are quite good.
The decoration of the whole store hasn't changed much, but it looks more refined and private. Xiao Jianian doesn't like too much noise, so there are mostly regular customers in the store.
When Fang Lin walked into the store, he still habitually looked at the stage.
The seat where I used to sit was a girl who was playing and singing some folk songs with simple melodies, which were not complicated and could be interpreted with a guitar.
"You still have that guitar for you, it hasn't been moved," Xiao Jianian pointed to the cabinet beside him, "Someone asked me if I would sell it, and I said it was left by an old employee as a souvenir."
Fang Lin was very familiar with this place and knew which location was the most hidden, so he walked over with ease. Xiao Jianian knew it and asked him to wait there, and went to mix two glasses of wine himself.
Fang Lin took it, without using a straw, and took a sip of the top layer of the well-mixed wine with his lips.
"Not bad," he boasted.
"Just as long as you like it," Xiao Jianian just took out a cigarette to light it, then put it back, "I'm sorry, I'm used to it, I forgot that you don't smell like cigarettes."
"It's okay," Fang Lin interrupted him, "Come on, I don't hate it now."
Xiao Jianian gave him a slightly surprised look.
"Boss Xiao, don't look at me like that." Fang Lin smiled at him jokingly.
"It's nothing, it's just..." Xiao Jianian thought about it, "I think you've changed a lot."
"Then I'll take it as you are praising me."
"By the way," Xiao Jianian said, "First of all, congratulations on making it through. My clerk watched your drama every day before."
"Thank you." Fang Lin took another sip of wine.
"Then congratulate me." Xiao Jianian dusted off the cigarette ash and said flatly, "I'm getting married."
This time it was Fang Lin who was surprised.
Xiao Jianian is not completely gay, he has always known it, but he never thought that he would also get married.
"Unexpected? I didn't expect that I was chased by others," Xiao Jianian looked at Fang Lin and said, "My parents don't like it very much, but I don't care about that anymore."
"I told her that I can't promise her anything," he also took a sip of his wine, "I can only guarantee my loyalty for the duration of the relationship, nothing else."
"But she doesn't mind. It's not reliable to say that it's too far away, so this time it's really so logical to be together."
Shock was shock, but Fang Lin still congratulated him.
"I know my own virtue, I thought I could just find someone to fall in love with, but I didn't expect it to happen..." Xiao Jianian lowered his head, as if thinking about how to describe it, but finally gave up, "Anyway, I feel pretty good now, it's amazing. "
"I also know that my view of love is actually quite crooked, but it's just..." He paused, "At least every relationship I have is good, but it's just short-lived."
Xiao Jianian's voice was not loud, not overwhelming the female voice singing on stage.
He was still thinking about saying something, but saw Fang Lin standing up suddenly.
"I... I'll go first." His eyes looked bright, and Xiao Jianian knew that Fang Lin would not be drunk, so he must have thought of something.
"Is there something urgent?" Xiao Jianian asked him, "Do you want me to see you off?"
"No need," Fang Lin seemed impatient, "I'll just go home by myself."
Xiao Jianian was a little puzzled, but he didn't ask any further questions and just said yes.
"Thank you." He looked at Xiao Jianian, with smiles on the corners of his eyes and lips, as if he had made a decision just now.
Fang Lin stood up and walked through the dim light of the bar, breathing a little short of breath.
he thought.
he thought.
Thinking of the old man's words, I also thought of Xiao Jianian's words.
Although he is different from Xiao Jianian, he... doesn't seem to need to be so cowardly.
He once felt that his affection for Duan Changke came too quickly, and the other party came suddenly, like a torrent of rain pouring down on his dry heart.
So he understands everything and escapes.
But this is definitely not the optimal solution he wants.
Xiao Jianian can find many, many love relationships, but he is different, so he can only find this one.
As for the latter, perhaps it is not up to him to decide.
As grandma said, it's none of my business.
Seeing Fang Lin striding away, Xiao Jianian suddenly felt a little emotional.
I met by chance and wanted to reminisce about the old days. The original Fang Lin had a bit of inadvertent depression in the past. Although he concealed it well, he still saw it.
But just now, there seemed to be an extra strength in him, a kind of... strength that seemed to be able to salvage him from his depression.
Xiao Jianian looked at the back of him leaving, and it was too good-looking.
"The acting skills are so good, at least you lied to me back then."
He whispered, finishing the rest of the wine in his glass.
Fang Lin opened the door and left, leaving only a little wind that could not be taken away, and the wooden bell wrapped around the door swayed slightly.
The song on stage was not over yet, the girl had just finished singing a certain line of the lyrics.
After the rain / from now on
Can't be friends.