When they arrived at the private room of He Zheng's restaurant, the waiter helped them open the door in front. Xia Xingcheng stood behind Yang Youming and crossed Yang Youming's shoulder to see that the private room was filled with smoke like a monster cave. He Zheng sat there smoking alone.
Yang Youming walked in first, He Zheng raised his head and thought he was the only one, didn't get up, just raised his hand to say hello: "Here you come?"
"Here," Yang Youming replied to him, and when he entered the private room, Xia Xingcheng's face was revealed behind him.
Xia Xingcheng called out respectfully, "He Dao."
He Zheng was stunned for a moment, "Xingcheng is here too?" This time he stood up and greeted Xia Xingcheng: "Come and sit down."
This is a small private room, and a round table in the middle can seat six people, but there are four sets of tableware on the table.
He Zheng greeted them to sit casually, and said that there was a friend who was stuck on the road now, and it might take half an hour to arrive.
The waiter helped them refill the tea and exited gently.
He Zheng smoked a cigarette to the end, put it out in the ashtray, and asked, "I met you at the door?"
Xia Xingcheng glanced at Yang Youming.
With a smile on his face, Yang Youming said calmly, "We came together."
This is actually nothing, but after he finished speaking, Xia Xingcheng subconsciously did not look at He Zheng's face, but played with the wooden chopstick rest on the dining table with his hands.
The smoke in the private room could not be dissipated for a long time. He Zheng put one leg on the knee of the other leg, looked at Xia Xingcheng for a while, and then went to see Yang Youming.
Some words have to be picked up anyway, and they shouldn't hide He Zheng from anyone.
So Yang Youming said, "We should invite you to eat this meal."
He Zheng's face changed suddenly, he picked up the cigarette case and lighter on the table with his right hand, put it down again, and cursed: "I'll fuck it!"
Xia Xingcheng originally heard Yang Youming say this, but he couldn't help turning his head to look at him, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, but suddenly he heard He Zheng swearing, and he turned his head to look at him nervously.
He Zheng seemed to be angry. His chest rose and fell violently with his breathing, and his face became gloomy. He stared at Yang Youming without looking at Xia Xingcheng. He wiped his face and said to Yang Youming, "You didn't hear a word of what I told you, did you?"
Yang Youming said slowly, "I've heard it, but what can I do?" His tone was filled with helplessness.
Xia Xingcheng had a kind of nervousness like seeing a parent. He said to He Zheng, "Director He, I am pestering Brother Ming, and I must be with him."
He Zheng leaned back against the back of the chair, opened the cigarette case with his fingers and took out a cigarette, he let out a long sigh, revealing a deep sense of helplessness, "So the story of Fang Jianyuan and Yu Haiyang has not yet been released. You've learned your lesson, haven't you?"
Yang Youming said: "After all, I am not Yu Haiyang, and Xingcheng is not Fang Jianyuan."
He Zheng didn't speak, he just started smoking with a melancholy expression, as if caught in some memory, his eyes gradually drifted away.
Xia Xingcheng reached out and grabbed Yang Youming's hand, Yang Youming held him with his backhand, rubbed his fingers against his mouth, and said to He Zheng, "I know you have unpleasant memories, and I also know that you are not optimistic about us being together, but you should understand that you can't help it. What does the word mean?"
He Zheng glanced at Yang Youming and shook his head, "I don't know, I just think I'm sorry for you."
Before Yang Youming could speak, Xia Xingcheng couldn't help but say, "You didn't feel sorry for us. If it wasn't for you, I might never be able to get to Brother Ming in my life. I really thank you, Director He."
He Zheng laughed absurdly and said, "Xingcheng, didn't you ask me about the real ending of Fang Jianyuan? You know—"
"He Zheng," Yang Youming's expression and tone sank, and said, "Xia Xingcheng is not Fang Jianyuan, Fang Jianyuan's ending is not important to him, since you didn't want to say it at the time, don't borrow Fang Jianyuan now. to shake his confidence in the relationship."
He Zheng slightly looked at Yang Youming in surprise, "Are you serious?"
Yang Youming's tone was a little cold, "I'm serious."
He Zheng held the cigarette between his fingers and flicked the ashtray in the ashtray, "I've never seen you show this kind of attitude towards love."
Xia Xingcheng felt Yang Youming's hand holding him tightly, and his thumb rubbed slowly and hard on his tiger's mouth. He looked at Yang Youming and found that his expression was calm and firm. The relationship is very serious. Starway respects you very much, and you are also my good friend, but I will not allow you to persuade him to shake him, and neither will friends."
He Zheng looked at Yang Youming for a while, lowered his eyes, shook his head, and let out a shallow sigh.
Although Xia Xingcheng felt a little sorry for He Zheng, he suddenly became happy, so he squeezed Yang Youming's hand.
Yang Youming turned to look at him.
Xia Xingcheng smiled at Yang Youming and said, "I've said it many times, I'm not Fang Jianyuan, and you're not Yu Haiyang, nothing can shake me."
Yang Youming grabbed his hand and kissed it.
When He Zheng was about to speak, someone knocked on the private room door outside, and then the waiter opened the door and brought the last guest.
This man was a young man who looked less than thirty years old. He wore glasses and was a little fat. He was wearing a crumpled T-shirt and a messenger bag. Xia Xingcheng had never seen him before.
When He Zheng saw him come in, he stood up and said hello. He introduced Yang Youming and the others, "This is Bei Yi, a well-known writer of suspense novels."
Both Yang Youming and Xia Xingcheng stood up and shook hands with the writer named Bei Yi.
Bei Yi was sweating all over, and said, "I'm sorry for the traffic jam on the road, making everyone wait for a long time." When he shook hands with Yang Youming, he looked a little excited and said, "Mr. Yang, I'm your fan and I like you. many years."
Yang Youming smiled and said, "Thank you."
Bei Yi shook hands with him for a long time, and it took him a long time to let go and walk to the vacant seat to sit down.
Yang Youming's palm was full of Bei Yi's sweat, but he didn't show any displeasure, and he didn't even wipe it.
Although there was a new guest, He Zheng started smoking sullenly after the introduction, and didn't seem to want to talk much.
Seeing that He Zheng didn't speak, Bei Yi took the initiative to say, "Director He, have you told Mr. Yang about my book?"
He Zheng said, "I didn't have time just now," he cheered up and said to Yang Youming, "I read a novel by Bei Yi some time ago, called "The Right Trap", and thought it was very interesting, so I found it. Bei Yi chatted with him for a long time and is willing to adapt it into a movie."
Yang Youming listened to He Zheng quietly.
He Zheng continued: "Bei Yi likes you very much. When I heard that I wanted to make his novel, I asked if I could invite you to play the leading role. I told him that I had to ask for your opinion. I said It doesn't count."
Yang Youming looked at Bei Yi and said politely, "I'm sorry I haven't read Mr. Bei's works. If I can, I may need to read the novels to answer."
Bei Yi said, "No hurry, no hurry, I just hope you can watch Mr. Yang. It doesn't matter if you don't act, I just want to have the opportunity to give you a book." After that, he took out two pieces from his messenger bag. In this new book, I handed one of my hands to Yang Youming first.
Yang Youming quickly stood up and took it with both hands. He said, "I wonder if it's an honor to ask Mr. Bei to sign the book for me?"
Bei Yi was flattered, "Of course you can, just wait a moment." He handed the second book to Xia Xingcheng, smiled politely, and hurriedly took out a pen and bookmarked one for Yang Youming's book. name.
Xia Xingcheng hesitated, opened the cover and asked Bei Yi to sign a name.
When Bei Yi signed the autograph, he said to Xia Xingcheng, "I have seen your TV series called "Secret Sweetheart"."
It was an idol drama Xia Xingcheng filmed in the second year of his debut, in which he played the second male lead. That drama was very popular back then, but the filming was really bad. Xia Xingcheng was still very young at that time. In the whole drama, the female lead was exaggerated, and the male lead was paralyzed. It was a disaster to get together.
Bei Yi continued: "I like Xuan Wenyao very much. I follow her every drama."
Xuan Wenyao is the heroine of "Secret Sweetheart".
Xia Xingcheng opened his mouth and said, "Mr. Bei has a wide range of hobbies." He added in his heart, "The level of aesthetics fluctuates too much", but it was hard to say.
Bei Yi didn't realize it, signed them with a smile, took out a book to sign Yang Youming's hatred, and sat down contentedly.
He Zheng finished smoking one cigarette and then another.
Xia Xingcheng was a little shocked when he saw it, and said to him, "He Dao, stop smoking."
He Zheng finally put down the cigarette in his hand temporarily, he said: "I'll invite you to dinner today, in addition to "Far away" winning the award, everyone is happy together, I just want to talk to you about Bei Yi's novel. There are two important male characters in it, one of them, Bei Yi, really hopes that You Ming can play, and the other, I originally thought that Starway might be suitable, but now I think I should think about it again."
Bei Yi sat next to him and didn't speak. Obviously, he just liked Yang Youming. He didn't care too much about whether Xia Xingcheng could play the role of his work.
Xia Xingcheng was also silent, not knowing what to say, after all, he hadn't even read the book.
Yang Youming said: "Your work is yours to decide, but I hope that the criterion for your judgment is whether he is suitable or unsuitable for the role, rather than any other messy personal feelings."
On the way back after dinner, Xia Xingcheng and Yang Youming didn't speak much.
Although He Zheng's attitude will not affect their feelings, the disapproval and unwillingness of friends will always affect people's emotions.
When entering the door, Xia Xingcheng entered the password, then opened the door to let Yang Youming enter the room. He followed behind Yang Youming, raised his hand to close the door, turned around and hugged Yang Youming from behind. He had wanted to do this for a long time.
Yang Youming placed the two books he brought back above the shoe cabinet in the entrance, touched Xia Xingcheng's hand, and said, "What's wrong?"
Xia Xingcheng said, "I feel a little upset."
Yang Youming grabbed his hand to let him release him, turned around and hugged Xia Xingcheng against the door, supported his thighs with both hands, raised his head to kiss him, and then asked, "Are you feeling better? "
Xia Xingcheng hugged his neck and said, "You can be a little rougher."
Yang Youming smiled and walked towards the bedroom with him in his arms. Xia Xingcheng was afraid of falling off and wrapped his legs tightly around Yang Youming's waist. Until he entered the bedroom, Yang Youming threw Xia Xingcheng onto the bed.
It was really used to throw, Xia Xingcheng bounced on the bed, and was just about to stand up in a daze, Yang Youming had already pulled out the belt around his waist and grabbed his hand gesture to tie it up.
Xia Xingcheng was taken aback. The light in the room was not turned on yet. Taking advantage of the light coming in from outside, he shouted in a little panic, "Brother Ming?"
Yang Youming stopped, "Don't you want to be rough?"
Hearing what he said, Xia Xingcheng breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I thought you were angry, that's okay, come on." He tried his best to raise his head and raised his hands in cooperation.
However, Yang Youming did not continue. His belt only wrapped around Xia Xingcheng's wrist, and before it was tightly tied, he released his hand and buried his face in Xia Xingcheng's chest.
"Brother Ming?" Xia Xingcheng lowered his head to look at him, but could only see the top of his head.
Yang Youming's breath transmitted the temperature to Xia Xingcheng's chest through a thin layer of clothing. He said, "I will not act in He Zheng's movies."
Xia Xingcheng asked strangely, "Why don't you act?"
Yang Youming didn't answer, he just raised his head and started to kiss Xia Xingcheng's chest, the gentle kiss fell on his neck and earlobe, and finally panted and whispered in his ear: "I love you, you have to believe it. I, Starway."