Xia Xingcheng slept very deeply, as if he didn't even have time to dream, and was woken up by Huang Jixin the next morning.
He opened his eyes, first got used to the lighting in the room, and then asked Huang Jixin, "Why are you?"
Huang Jixin said: "I asked for the key card from Xiao Tang, I'm afraid you will die here."
Xia Xingcheng exhaled, even with some lingering alcohol. He sat up and found that he was still wearing a shirt and suit trousers. He just took off his jacket and lay down to sleep last night.
Huang Jixin asked him, "What did Yang Youming say to you last night?"
Xia Xingcheng raised his hand to cover his face, looking very painful, "I don't remember." After a while he said again, "I just remember to give him a toast."
Huang Jixin leaned against the wall and lit a cigarette, "Then I don't know what he said, I think it's over."
Xia Xingcheng didn't respond. He lifted the quilt and climbed out of bed. As he walked towards the bathroom, he took off his crumpled trousers and shirt and threw them on the ground.
He turned on the shower head and stepped into the bathtub. Before the water was fully heated, he got under the water column, raised his hand and wiped his face vigorously, propping up the wall with his other hand and panting slightly.
In fact, he still remembered what Yang Youming said to him last night, and he remembered every word clearly, including the harsh "Wake up."
Hot water poured into his nose and ears, and he coughed uncomfortably, lying on the edge of the bathtub. He heard Huang Jixin ask him what was wrong outside, but he didn't have the strength to answer.
Hangovers feel bad, especially this time.
That scene was later reshot, according to He Zheng's request, but Xia Xingcheng still doesn't know how He Zheng will choose when the film is made.
Fang Jianyuan and Yu Haiyang got into trouble, and they didn't want to talk to him when they met.
At this time, his middle school classmates organized a party and asked him to go out to play together. He went out that morning, and the grocery store at home was replaced by Fang's mother.
When Fang Jianyuan came back in the afternoon, he bumped into Yu Haiyang on the stairs and was half coaxed and forced to bed by Yu Haiyang. This scene was the first scene they had shot since they joined the group.
After that, the relationship between Fang Jianyuan and Yu Haiyang eased. There are more things taking root in Fang Jianyuan's heart, and they are about to grow vigorously.
During this period, something happened that made Fang Jianyuan completely accept Yu Haiyang from the bottom of his heart.
When Yu Haiyang came back that day, Fang Jianyuan had already eaten dinner and stayed in his room to read a book.
He was sitting in front of the desk, the window was open, and behind him was a floor-standing fan that Yu Haiyang helped him repair, and the fan was whimpering.
Fang Jianyuan stepped on the chair with one foot, and after a while, he felt uncomfortable and changed his posture, and stepped on the chair with both feet and squatted on the chair.
There was a soft slamming of the door downstairs.
Fang Jianyuan suddenly straightened his back, trying to catch the movement from downstairs without realizing it.
But he didn't hear Yu Haiyang's footsteps until someone knocked on the door very lightly from outside.
Fang Jianyuan jumped out of the chair, and when he was stepping on his slippers, he immediately let go and walked to the door to open the door without making any noise.
He knew that Yu Haiyang didn't want to disturb his mother, so he tried to be as quiet as possible, and when he opened it, he saw that it was Yu Haiyang standing at the door.
Yu Haiyang held a plastic bag in his hand, and when he held it up to show him, the index finger of the other hand pressed against his lips, signaling him not to make a sound.
Fang Jianyuan let him in, reached out and closed the door, then took the bag in Yu Haiyang's hand, opened it, and found that it was a bag of barbecue. Among them, Fang Jianyuan's favorite ribs and chicken wings.
While Fang Jianyuan was sitting at the desk eating barbecue, Yu Haiyang sat beside his bed and smoked lazily.
Fang Jianyuan peeked at Yu Haiyang and asked him, "Did you drink tonight?"
Yu Haiyang smiled, "Drink a little, not much."
Fang Jianyuan sat cross-legged on the chair, lowered his head to eat, and said after a while, "Don't sit on my bed to smoke, be careful to burn my sheets." He didn't really mind, he just wanted to talk to Yu Haiyang.
Hearing the words, Yu Haiyang said: "I'm sorry," and then put out the cigarette directly, put the cigarette end on the bedside table, and waved to Fang Jianyuan, "Xiaoyuan, come here."
Fang Jianyuan put down a bamboo stick in his hand, licked his lips, and said, "Why?" He stood up and walked towards Yu Haiyang.
When he approached the bed, Yu Haiyang grabbed his hand and pulled him to sit down on his lap, his arms tightly hugging his waist, and then Yu Haiyang put his head on his chest.
Yu Haiyang went out in the morning, and after a busy day outside, his clothes and hair smelled of sweat and smoke.
Fang Jianyuan blows the fan in the room after taking a shower at night, and the whole body is refreshing and refreshing, only the scent of shower gel.
But Yu Haiyang was sticking to him like this, and he didn't feel disgusted. After a while, he reached out and hugged Yu Haiyang's head that was attached to his chest.
Yu Haiyang's palm gently pinched Fang Jiyuan's waist.
Fang Jianyuan was a little stunned, and then felt the hand lift off the hem of his vest and go in, moving against the skin.
Through the loose white vest in the camera, you can still see the range of the hand's movement. It goes up along Fang Jiyuan's waist, his fingers stroke the unevenness between his ribs, and the hem of the vest is lifted up. Under the warm yellow light, the fair skin is also dyed a soft color.
Then the hand stuck to Fang Jinyuan's back.
Fang Jianyuan suddenly got goosebumps, and even his toes were tense. He didn't even know that his back was so sensitive. When Yu Haiyang's palm lightly stroked it, a burst of itch suddenly swept up his back, and his whole body became itchy.
He wanted to struggle, but Yu Haiyang firmly wrapped his arms around his waist, then raised his head and kissed his chin and neck.
"No," Fang Jianyuan whispered, but was pushing Yu Haiyang away.
Yu Haiyang then stopped and lowered his voice to comfort him, "Okay, okay, I'll hug you."
Fang Jianyuan stopped struggling, blushing and panting slightly.
Yu Haiyang hugged him and sat for a while, touched the back of his neck and kissed his forehead, released him and stood up, "I'm going up, you rest early."
Fang Jianyuan followed and stood up.
Yu Haiyang smiled at him and walked towards the door.
That night, Fang Jianyuan lay on the bed for a long time and didn't fall asleep. The touch of Yu Haiyang's hand seemed to remain on his back, and it continued to bring thin itching.
I don't know how long it took, Fang Jianyuan faintly heard Fang's mother calling him.
At first he thought it was an illusion, sat up from the bed, listened carefully for a while and found that it was really his mother calling him next door, so he hurriedly got out of bed.