At the beginning of July, Zhong Yue came back from France to go through the formalities for going to America. Anatol has already arrived in the United States, Zhong Yue has to turn back to China, and then set off from Shanghai.
Li Nian didn't want to waste any time, and arranged for him and Bai Yang to do an endorsement filming. The endorsement this time is mid-to-high-end fashion jewelry, targeting the white-collar class. The merchant paid a lot of endorsement fees, and planned to make a print first, and then follow up with the promotion of the movie.
Bai Yang didn't see Zhong Yue for a long time, but felt that he was more elegant and colder because he was cultivated in France. When he saw him, it was like a stream of ice washing people's eyes.
Zhong Yue stood there, as cold as they were when they first met, but Bai Yang was a little timid for a moment, not daring to rush forward to say hello. It was Zhong Yue himself who pulled Bai Yang into his arms and gave him a firm hug.
"Xiao Zhong, you are so handsome now." Bai Yang sighed in his arms.
Zhong Yue chuckled silently at him.
For the work of two-dimensional shooting, for them now, they don't even have to move their fingers, and it's as easy as a vacation. They clapped and chatted leisurely.
The photographer liked this leisurely state very much, and he didn't say anything to stop him, just staring at the camera intently, watching the two beautiful men talking and laughing happily on the set.
No matter how you move, it is like a painting.
"Have you met President Li since you came back?"
Zhong Yue looked at the photographer and shook his head lightly, "Call me, I'll be here."
He didn't discharge, but his jet-black long hair trembled like a waterfall, like a black lightning bolt, and the photographer felt that he was about to be scorched.
Bai Yang was a little surprised: "Aren't you going to meet him?"
Zhong Yue raised his lips with a half-smile, "It's not necessary."
"...you don't want to see Mr. Li?"
"No need." Zhong Yue repeated.
Bai Yang stared at his gorgeous side face, and felt a sense of strangeness in his heart. Zhong Yue had stayed in France for a few months, and there was an indescribable coldness on his body, like a sword that had been dusted for a long time suddenly opened its edge.
What Zhong Yue lost was his unchanging, strong dependence on Li Nian, but now Li Nian seems to be no longer important to him, he no longer desires, does not need, and does not care.
Bai Yang didn't know whether this was good or bad.
As he was thinking here, Zhong Yue suddenly picked up his hand and put it to his lips, Bai Yang was startled, and in a blink of an eye he saw the photographer beating his chest and stamping his feet in praise, and went to look at Zhong Yue again, it turned out that Zhong Yue was in his hand On it, put the bracelet they endorsed.
Bai Yang had no choice but to sit on the carpet accommodatingly, letting Zhong Yue hold his hand.
The Frenchman is really scary, Bai Yang thought, has Xiao Zhong been brainwashed in just a few days
After the filming ended, Zhong Yue quickly left again.
In the following July, Bai Yang lived leisurely, Li Nian feared that he would be overworked, so he gave him a holiday. Poplar needs to store energy for the busy autumn.
There will be a large wave of publicity activities waiting for him to participate in autumn, and variety shows and interviews will also follow. Bai Yang looked at his itinerary for July, which was a wild and unrestrained wilderness, and then looked at the scheduled itinerary for August, which was written in capital letters as animals.
Carpe diem while you will, anyway, August hasn't come yet!
He and Shi'an secretly went to Xiaguan to eat lobster, they dared not sit outside, and hid in the box to eat.
The proprietress's business is getting more and more prosperous. In the past, this store did not have private rooms, but now the store has grown bigger and has two private rooms.
Days are always like this, it will get better and better.
The proprietress recognized him this time. She recognized him in various senses. The proprietress was very excited, "My daughter likes you so much. I told her that you often come to my restaurant to eat lobster, but she still doesn't believe it!"
Bai Yang said with a greasy mouth: "You must believe it! Your lobster Xiaguan dominates!"
He signed his name for the proprietress, but he couldn't take photos with him. Li Nian had already stipulated that photos were not allowed for non-event occasions.
The proprietress was already very satisfied: "Thank you, my girl must be very happy to go back." She looked at Shi'an and smiled subtly: "I often bring friends here when I have time."
But Bai Yang and Shi'an knew that they might not come again for a long time. Tired of fame, their sky extends upwards, and they will always leave some familiar fireworks behind.
During this not-too-long-to-short holiday, Bai Yang lived recklessly, eating and sleeping every day, living like a pig like a dog.
Shi'an touched his two pale collarbones: "Why don't you see any growth after eating every day, what else do you want to eat?"
"I want to eat you." Bai Yang was shameless.
Shi'an laughed softly, and touched it with his hands. Bai Yang was thinner, but there were two clear and beautiful muscles in his waist and abdomen. When touched through the clothes, it was like delicate carvings under the glaze of porcelain.
"I'll feed you tonight," he said.
Bai Yang's bedroom is designed to be open, and the entire sunny wall is a huge bay window. Bai Yang made this bay window into a lazy couch, covered with a thick layer of soft fur, and piled up snacks and Nan Xiaoniao's dolls on it. , throw two cushions, here is his pigsty.
Shi'an added another desk under the window, and he read and wrote, while Bai Yang watched him lying on the bay window with snacks in his mouth. In July, there are often thunderstorms. They draw the curtains and only turn on a lamp. During the day, there is a charming smell of rainy night.
"Jin Shi'an, how did you know Shen Bailu and An Shijing?" Bai Yang asked him while chewing the soft candy, "I think they are so pity."
Shi'an was startled by his question, and looked away, "Friends in the bar, I know Mr. An a little better, Shen Bailu... just met."
"Is he good-looking?"
"Why do you ask that?"
"You must be deeply impressed by him, the writing is so vivid." Bai Yang leaned his head on the curtain, listening to the gentle sound of rain outside the curtain, "Did An Shijing often mention him to you?"
Shi'an was a little dazed and didn't know how to answer.
"People are gone, there is no fate between them." After a long time, he said sadly.
"I hope they can meet again in the end, so that they can speak clearly." Bai Yang said, "Anyway, you don't know what happened to them afterwards, maybe they are really together."
"No," Shi'an said decisively, "It's impossible."
Bai Yang looked at him inexplicably: "Why is it impossible? They obviously like each other, but they just don't say anything." Then he looked at Shi'an beggingly: "Grandpa Jin, Jin Shi'an, please, write the second part. Let them be together, okay? I'm so anxious to act. The two of them have been entangled with each other for half a lifetime."
Hearing his soft words and rascally acting like a spoiled child, Shi'an felt a needle in his heart being pricked one by one, and fear that he had never felt before swam like a snake in his heart.
Bai Yang is really simple, he is only a layer away from the truth, but he doesn't think that way.
No, Bai Yang will never know.
No one would know how Shi'an couldn't help himself, and gradually wrote Shen Bailu as Bai Yang, who was bound by love, unforgettable in life and death, but said two people in one sentence, Lu Sheng was unforgettable in life and death, and Bai Yang was tied in love.
He was full of his shadow in his heart, so clearly he felt sorry for Lu Sheng.
The Shen Bailu in Qinhuai's dream is Bai Yang who escaped innocence, and Lu Sheng is the one who is sad and sad. He couldn't help but love half of them, and his possessiveness made him write himself into An Shijing.
Characters are divided. Shi'an doesn't know whether it's because he has enough writing skills or Bai Yang's acting is too good. The two halves of the characters are actually seamlessly connected. Even Zhang Huitong and Shan Qici have no objection.
Many times, he wanted to explain to Bai Yang, to tell everything—how could he explain it? Can he say according to his conscience that he never had the slightest affection for Lu Sheng from the beginning to the end
He had a bad conscience, so he didn't dare. He was really afraid of losing him, so he didn't want to hurt him.
He wanted to forget about the past. Yes, all forgot.
He in the past is dead, and Lu Sheng is also dead. There will be no follow-up to their story, never will, he has long been in love with each other, and he only hopes that the story of Bailu and Shijing will be buried in time together with the fading romance of the Republic of China.
He had no choice but to turn this piece of worry into a half-truth and half-fake jealousy on his lips: "Do you still want to have a second part? Do you want to continue to get close to others?"
Bai Yang didn't expect his Grandpa Jin to beat around the bush and become jealous, Bai Yang was embarrassed: "I really feel sorry for Shen Bailu, write it, it will become popular."
"If it's really broken, it's clichéd. Director Zhang and I have the same meaning, so it's better not to say it's broken."
"That's not true, Director Zhang also wants to make a second film," Bai Yang raised his mouth, "If you don't agree, I'll ask Director Zhang and Old Shan."
Shi'an couldn't stand him talking like this anymore, he couldn't bear Bai Yang's begging him to write about the ending between himself and Lu Sheng. He couldn't listen to any more words, so he stood up and pressed Bai Yang on the couch with his back.
"... You are really disobedient."
Bai Yang was held down by him, so he couldn't see his face, so he rolled on the couch and acted shamelessly, "But you still like me."
Shi'an didn't have the patience to listen to him acting like a baby, so he took the tie that Bai Yang had thrown aside, and blindfolded Bai Yang.
"..."
Bai Yang was dumbfounded, why did Jin Shi'an play blindfolded all of a sudden.
There was a faint sound of thunder outside the window, the drum of thunder and the drum of rain intertwined and sounded in the sudden torrential rain.
Shi'an blindfolded him, and hurriedly tore off his clothes. Bai Yang was frightened by his rudeness, and felt unspeakably irritated.
He was stripped naked, kneeling on the couch like a frightened cat, with nowhere to rest his hands, and the snacks and dolls were pushed into a mess. Shi'an gnawed along his neck, leaving a mess of red marks on his snow-white back.
Jin Shi'an really knows how to play, Bai Yang thought, it's so cool.
It didn't take long for him to beg for mercy.
Shi'an kissed his back with his lips, and rubbed his hands gently on his lower body. Bai Yang resisted not screaming, just twisted his body, he didn't understand why Shi'an didn't come in, he felt like he was about to cum.
Bai Yang had no choice but to beg him in a low voice: "It's okay if you don't lubricate, come in... I'm going to cum."
Shi'an refused to accommodate him, and his hands were still moving, "Yang Yang, there are some things that would be much better if you don't listen to them, don't read them, or don't know them."
The voice was low and hoarse, and it sounded like some kind of self-deceived bewitchment.
Bai Yang couldn't understand what he meant, and there was only darkness in front of his eyes. His body tensed up, and his consciousness became blank. He had never ejaculated in Shi'an's hands like this. The feeling of shame and confusion made him tremble and excited.
Shi'an took the turbid liquid from his ejaculation, smeared it on his acupuncture point a few times, and then inserted it silently and suddenly.
Bai Yang was aroused by his sudden penetration and whimpered in a low voice.
"Easy..."
"It hurts?" Shi'an held his waist, "But I can't help it."
He really couldn't help it, he couldn't bear Bai Yang's expectant expression, mentioning anyone other than them, and he couldn't bear to imagine what it would be like if Bai Yang knew the truth. He can't lose him and longs to have him anytime.
He knew that he was rough now, and Bai Yang would not refuse him.
Bai Yang whimpered softly under his crotch, which only made him more excited. He likes to hear all his voices, the voices that are possessed and penetrated by him. Every time he moved, Bai Yang tried to turn his head to ask for kisses, and he also branded countless tyrannical kisses on that pure face that was blindfolded.
There is also a fudge-sweet taste in the mouth. He kissed him until he couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear, and he couldn't close his legs underneath.
Bai Yang's voice gradually changed from a suppressed cry to a shameless howl. No matter how he treats him, he seems to be willing to bear it under him. Bai Yang trembled, screamed, and begged him intermittently: "Jin Shi'an... please... let me turn around."
Shi'an still pressed him hard, fucked his lower body mercilessly, "You have to be obedient."
Even if he was blindfolded, he didn't dare to face his face, he knew that his face must be full of distortion and anxiety.
"I want to hug you." Bai Yang was already paralyzed by him, and it seemed that it took all his strength to say a word.
How could he still tease his remaining rationality like this.
Shi'an smiled wryly, he let go of the hand that restrained Bai Yang, and made him turn around while maintaining a state of shame attached to him.
Bai Yang groaned and turned himself over, groping and throwing himself into his arms, it should be said that he fell into his arms.
Shi'an lowered his head to look at Bai Yang's face, as if he was indescribably satisfied and dependent, such a simple expression was dyed with the blush of lust.
His sanity was completely useless today, he clasped Bai Yang's waist, kissed him raw, and continued to fuck him heartily.