At night, Fang Jianyuan was reading a book in his room when he suddenly heard a burst of music. He probed out of the window and heard the music coming from upstairs.
The room upstairs had never been occupied in the past, and he never thought that the music would be so loud that he couldn't stop reading, and he felt irritable.
After a while, Fang Jianyuan closed the book, got up and walked to the door, opened the door and walked out, wanting to go upstairs to have a look, at least let the new man who moved in turn down the music.
There were no lights on in the hallway, the door to the parents' bedroom next door was closed, and my mother watched dozens of episodes of the TV series inside.
Fang Jianyuan was wearing shorts and a vest, all exposed skin was fair and healthy color, with the elasticity and vitality of a young man, he walked up the stairs, stopped and walked, looking up, hesitant at the same time Go upstairs.
On the third floor, there was only the room where Yu Haiyang lived. At this time, the room was hidden, and there were lights coming out from the cracks in the door. Of course, there was also the slightly noisy music. At this time, the song had been changed and it became softer. a lot.
Fang Jianyuan's slippers would make a rattling sound when he stepped on the floor, so he unconsciously eased his steps, and he didn't know why he was so sneaky. He walked to the door and knocked lightly on the door.
No one responded.
Fang Jianyuan stretched out his hand and pushed the door, pushing the crack of the door further open, then probed in to see, he didn't see anyone in the room, only noticed the CD player on the table by the window.
At that time, such CD players were rare in the small county where he lived.
Fang Jianyuan walked in quietly, which might be a little inappropriate, but he still walked to the table and picked up the empty CD case on the table to read.
"What are you looking at?" A voice suddenly appeared in the room.
Fang Jianyuan's body suddenly froze. He was so frightened that he turned around and saw Yu Haiyang wearing a nightgown, wiping his hair with a towel and walking towards him.
Yu Haiyang came out of the bathroom. He was taking a shower just now, and the sound of music covered up the sound of water in the shower, so Fang Jianyuan didn't notice it.
Fang Jianyuan felt overwhelmed. He didn't have enough social experience to allow him to deal with the embarrassing situation of breaking into other people's rooms without permission. He could only look down at the CD case in his hand and said, "I—"
Yu Haiyang threw the towel to wipe his hair on the bed, walked to Fang Jianyuan, smiled and said, "Do you like this song?"
Fang Jianyuan felt the moist moisture on his body mixed with the faint fragrance of the soap infiltrating, and he didn't dare to look up for a while, so he could only say, "Well."
Yu Haiyang suddenly stretched out his hand.
Fang Jianyuan was startled. At that moment, he thought that Yu Haiyang was reaching out to him, but Yu Haiyang just stretched his hand from his side to the CD player behind him, and pressed the button to play the song from the beginning.
Then Yu Haiyang and Fang Jianyuan leaned against the table side by side, picked up the cigarette case on the table, and asked Fang Jianyuan, "Do you smoke?"
"No smoking," Fang Jianyuan replied.
Yu Haiyang smiled slightly, lit a cigarette for himself, casually tucked it between his fingers, brought it to his mouth, took a breath, and then slowly exhaled the smoke.
Fang Jianyuan was very uncomfortable, and his fingers were digging on the hem of his clothes unconsciously.
Yu Haiyang asked him, "How old are you?"
Fang Jianyuan said, "Eighteen."
Yu Haiyang smiled with emotion, "Eighteen, what a good age."
Fang Jianyuan asked, "How about you?"
Yu Haiyang said, "I'm old, I'm already thirty-two." He always smiled when he spoke, and his voice was gentle, which made people feel less serious and not uncomfortable.
Fang Jianyuan asked, "Why haven't you been married yet at the age of thirty-two?" For him, at the age of eighteen, thirty-two is indeed not young, and around thirty-year-old adults, there are probably several children. Years old.
Yu Haiyang just laughed when he heard this question and didn't answer.
After the filming was over, after Yang Youming walked away from him, Xia Xingcheng could still smell the smoke lingering in the air. He leaned against the table, didn't walk away, and after a while rubbed his nose with his fingers.
The assistant took his mobile phone and said that there was a call for him just now.
When Xia Xingcheng saw the name on the caller ID, he felt that he was instantly pulled back to reality. The caller was Wei Zehui, a third-tier male star who was not as famous as him, but his family was very rich, so he came to play in the entertainment industry.
Xia Xingcheng and him were filming together before and knew each other, and the two of them got along quite well. His girlfriend Xiao Yu, who just broke up, met through Wei Zehui.
At this time, Xia Xingcheng held the phone for a while and then handed it back to the assistant, saying, "Ignore him for now."
The shooting in the past two days was smoother than at the beginning. He Zheng told Xia Xingcheng that he had gradually found the feeling of Fang Jianyuan, and some details were a little bit worse, so he could ponder more, don't worry. But one thing He Zheng is very satisfied with is that Xia Xingcheng's Fang Jianyuan's attitude towards Yu Haiyang is very good.
Xia Xingcheng thought about it carefully, what is Fang Jianyuan's attitude towards Yu Haiyang? It is probably the kind of emotion that a simple-minded young man is a little timid but yearns for and wants to understand when facing a handsome and attractive adult man. In a sense, this is a bit like his attitude towards Yang Youming.
After so many years of idols, he did the same to Yang Youming, timid and yearning, timidity made him keep a distance from Yang Youming, and yearning made him approach him unconsciously. Especially after listening to Yang Youming's words that night, this contradictory mood became more obvious.
Xia Xingcheng shook his head, he thought: here I am Fang Jianyuan, he is Yu Haiyang.