At dinner that night, Jiang Zihe drank a little too much. Later, Yang Youming couldn't stand it any longer and robbed the bottle in his hand, so Xia Xingcheng helped him to the guest room on the second floor to rest.
Although it has been renovated, the room still has a wood smell unique to the old building with wooden structure.
Jiang Zihe was lying on his side on the bed, his brain was soaked in alcohol, and he was so dizzy that he couldn't sleep. As if in a dream, he actually had the opportunity to come to this building to sleep for a night, and it was like a dream that Yang Youming actually had a young same-sex lover.
Why is it Xia Xingcheng, can't it be him? Jiang Zihe's fiery face was pressed against the cold bed sheet, and his jealousy overwhelmed the alcohol and turned up again.
Then he heard a slight noise, which made him stunned for a moment. He turned over and listened carefully to the ceiling. Only then did he realize that the noise was coming from the floor upstairs. The creaking sound of the wood floor rubbing against it.
In the upstairs room, Yang Youming came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, and saw Xia Xingcheng lying on the bed and deliberately shaking his body greatly, causing the bed to squeak against the floor.
He threw the towel back to the edge of the bathroom sink, walked over to the bed and said, "Stop making trouble."
Xia Xingcheng was wearing only one pair of underwear, he stopped to look at Yang Youming, and said with a smile, "Tease him."
Yang Youming sat down beside the bed, put his hand on Xia Xingcheng's thigh, felt his skin was slightly cold, and pulled the quilt over to cover him.
At this time, Xia Xingcheng's cell phone on the bed suddenly rang, and it was Huang Jixin who called him.
Xia Xingcheng was too lazy to pick up the phone, so he directly connected to the phone and pressed the speakerphone.
Huang Jixin asked, "What are you doing?"
Xia Xingcheng said, "Get ready to go to bed, what did I say I was doing with Brother Ming?"
Huang Jixin made an annoying voice from the bottom of his heart: "Tsk!"
Hearing that, Yang Youming couldn't help but smile.
Xia Xingcheng warned him: "Be careful when you speak, Brother Ming can hear what you say."
Huang Jixin "hum", "Recently, there is a script, a big IP adaptation of a fantasy drama with a big male protagonist, are you interested?"
Xia Xingcheng rested his elbows on the bed, raised his upper body with his hands on his face, stretched out his legs from the edge of the quilt, bent and lifted up, and kept using his toes to tease Yang Youming, while asking Huang Jixin, "What's your name?"
Huang Jixin said: "The name of the novel is Xianfeng Yulongzhuan, and the name of the TV series will probably be changed by then."
Xia Xingcheng asked him, "Internet drama?"
Huang Jixin thought about it for a while: "I don't know, it's hard to say whether this theme can be starred or not."
Xia Xingcheng's foot probably kicked into Yang Youming's face, and he suddenly grabbed his ankle and scratched it in the center of his foot.
Huang Jixin was silent.
Xia Xingcheng glanced at Yang Youming, reached out and grabbed the phone, and continued to ask, "Where are the director, screenwriter, and production team?"
Huang Jixin's tone became a little impatient, "I haven't decided yet. I'll let you know and think about it first."
Xia Xingcheng said, "Oh."
Huang Jixin added: "Let Brother Ming give you some advice."
Xia Xingcheng looked at Yang Youming and said, "Okay."
Huang Jixin wanted to hang up the phone, but he paused for a while, as if he was holding back, but finally he couldn't hold back, and said, "You help me convey to Brother Ming, let him take care of his health." He finished in one breath without giving Xia Xingcheng a response. almost quickly hung up the phone.
Xia Xingcheng still held the phone in his hand, looked at Yang Youming blankly, and said after a while, "I didn't say that."
Yang Youming was silent for a while, and said, "What he said makes sense." After speaking, he opened the quilt and lay down, "Let's rest early tonight."
Xia Xingcheng leaned over to him, looked him in the eyes and said, "Are you angry?"
Yang Youming said: "What is there to be angry about, there are guests today, it's really not good to make trouble too late."
Xia Xingcheng reluctantly tilted his head and rubbed his face against Yang Youming's chest. After rubbing for a while, he gently licked with the tip of his tongue and circled around the area.
Yang Youming raised his head unconsciously, he let out a rapid low panting from his throat, and pulled Xia Xingcheng's arm to sit on top of him.
Xia Xingcheng came close to his ear and said, "It's okay, brother Ming, I'll soak you in wolfberry tomorrow to keep you healthy."
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The next morning, Jiang Zihe did not wear makeup after getting up, and after breakfast, he was listlessly fiddling with his tripod in the foyer on the first floor.
Yang Youming was wearing a snow-white shirt, the cuffs and collar buttons were neatly buttoned, and he was wearing a pair of jeans.
When he walked in front of Jiang Zihe, Jiang Zihe was squatting on the ground, looked up at Yang Youming's crotch that was blocked by the hem of his shirt, lowered his head and said, "I'll try the light angle later."
Yang Youming smiled at him and said, "Thank you."
Xia Xingcheng got up late, and also wore a white shirt, only one side of the hem was in the waistband of his trousers, the buttons were also not buttoned, and the collar was slanted open.
He walked downstairs briskly, ran into the kitchen and asked Aunt Tian for a bun and bit it in his mouth, took the warmed milk from Aunt Tian while eating, and drank.
After he finished breakfast, Yang Youming asked him to come over and help him re-button the buttons. The two of them sat on two chairs in front of the stairs with their arms next to each other.
Jiang Zihe watched them from the camera lens.
Both of them are actors, their faces are small and three-dimensional, and they look good on camera. At this time, their bodies are close to each other and their heads are tilted towards each other, which is the standard posture for taking wedding photos.
Jiang Zihe took a few pictures of them, changed his posture, moved the chair Xia Xingcheng was sitting on, and Xia Xingcheng stood behind Yang Youming and hugged his shoulders.
When he pressed the shutter button, Jiang Zihe had a strange feeling. Now, apart from taking wedding dresses, most people rarely pose for pictures in such a solemn manner indoors. Xia Xingcheng's expression was too serious, as if he was carrying out some serious ceremony.
Later, Yang Youming turned his head to look at Xia Xingcheng, Xia Xingcheng looked at him, and the two looked at each other for a long time. Jiang Zihe noticed that Xia Xingcheng's eyes were starting to turn red, and his hand pressing the shutter shook unconsciously.
Jiang Zihe saw from the camera that Yang Youming raised his hand and pressed Xia Xingcheng's head lower, and then kissed his eyes. He immediately captured this scene, and then his heart beat violently, his eyes moved away from the camera, and he stared at them blankly.
Yang Youming's voice was low and soft, and he asked Xia Xingcheng, "What's wrong?"
Xia Xingcheng said, "I'm just happy."
Yang Youming then smiled at him.
Jiang Zihe stood there for a while, and found that he was suddenly no longer jealous of Xia Xingcheng. He thought blankly, compared to finding a man like Yang Youming, perhaps finding someone who would make you fall in love with him and make you want to cry. more difficult. He began to yearn for such feelings.
After taking the photos that morning, Jiang Zihe didn't even have a meal, so he went out to contact the studio to print photos for them. When he came back from outside in the afternoon, he came back with three photos wrapped in wooden photo frames, one of two people. The photos of sitting and leaning together, this one is a large-sized wall-mounted photo printed according to Yang Youming's request, and the other two are small photos on the bedside, one is of two people looking at each other, and one is of Yang Youming kissing Xia Xingcheng's eyes.
Hearing that Yang Youming was going to hang the photo on the wall, Jiang Zihe was curious about where he was going to hang it, so Yang Youming invited him to the room on the right side of the second floor.
The door of this room had been closed before, and Jiang Zihe had not inquired about what was inside. Now that he followed Yang Youming and Xia Xingcheng in, he looked around in surprise and reacted to the two old photos on the wall.
Yang Youming took a ladder and climbed up to hang the third photo. He took the photo frame and asked Xia Xingcheng to show him the appropriate position. Then he made a mark on the nail, handed the photo frame to Xia Xingcheng, and took out the bite. Nail in mouth, hammer into wall.
Xia Xingcheng kept saying, "Be careful, or I'll come."
Yang Youming said to him, "It's okay."
Jiang Zihe stepped back and stared at the three photos for a long time. When Yang Youming came down, he said to him, "Brother Ming, I'll go first."
Yang Youming was clapping the ashes on his hands, and when he heard this, he looked at Jiang Zihe, "Just play for a few more days, you will hardly have time to spare."
Jiang Zihe said: "There are still arrangements for work, so I won't play, you guys have a good vacation."
Xia Xingcheng waved at Yang Youming behind him, saying goodbye.
Yang Youming stood in front of him and said, "Thank you very much, Zihe."
Jiang Zihe shook his head, "I don't know what else to say, I wish you happiness."
Xia Xingcheng couldn't help but say, "Thank you."
Jiang Zihe waved at him.
After Jiang Zihe left that day, only Xia Xingcheng and Yang Youming were left at home, as well as Aunt Tian who sat in the room every day on a reclining chair watching TV.
Xia Xingcheng accompanied Yang Youming to sort out old books, watered the flowers and plants, and even took out a set of pen and ink to practice calligraphy. He still had a good time, and accidentally came to the deadline that Huang Jixin gave him a vacation.
Just one day before they packed up and planned to go back to Beijing, a promotional video for "Falling" went viral on the Internet.
The promotional film was naturally released by the government, not to be released in China, but He Zheng took the film to a European film festival. This is a promotional film at the film festival.
The promotional video clips some scenes, including the first time Fang Jianyuan met Yu Haiyang who came to buy cigarettes in the grocery store at home, Fang Jianyuan and Yu Haiyang were playing in the water at the top garden, and the two were riding bicycles through the secluded street. , the camera jumps quickly, always accompanied by the scorching summer sun and the noise of cicadas, as well as the sticky and anxious eyes, sweaty shirts and the restless love of two men in the close-up.
Xia Xingcheng used Yang Youming's laptop to surf the Internet. Almost as soon as he opened his Weibo, he was flooded with various information. He saw that his fans were growing fast, and the Weibo with the most retweets of the promotional video was forwarded more than 20,000 times. @him, he clicked on and read the comments, and the top comment was: "I'm going crazy! They completely match all my imaginations about male-to-male relationships!" There are countless comments below that agree.
This sudden attention made Xia Xingcheng a little stage fright. He was too embarrassed to open the promotional video and quietly quit Weibo.
Yang Youming stood behind him with a cup of hot water. Seeing his strange expression, he asked, "What's wrong?"
Xia Xingcheng turned around and told him, "The promotional video for "Far Away" has come out."
Yang Youming didn't have much reaction, just asked him, "Don't you want to take a look?"
Xia Xingcheng threw his face towards the table, his forehead hit the touchpad of the laptop, making a muffled sound, and said, "I'm sorry to look at it, stop looking at it."