Xia Xingcheng took a glass of red wine and walked to Yang Youming's side.
The person who toasted Yang Youming had just walked away from him. Yang Youming had half a glass of white wine in his hand, and the transparent liquid swayed slightly in the same transparent glass.
He noticed that Xia Xingcheng was approaching, and the body that was leaning against the back of the chair stood a little straighter, and he looked at Xia Xingcheng.
At this time, two more people suddenly came over with wine glasses to toast Yang Youming.
Yang Youming smiled and clinked glasses with them, handed the glass to his lips and only drank a little.
Xia Xingcheng then stopped, he heard the young girls sitting at the next table calling him "Little Xing brother", he turned around and was greeted by those girls and sat down temporarily at that table.
He is an easy-going person. Unlike Yang Youming's politeness and alienation, he is able to chat easily and casually with these crew members, especially the women in the crew, who like him regardless of age.
After being called over, Xia Xingcheng was poured several glasses of red wine by those girls one after another. He was restless in his heart, and he drank very refreshingly.
Until Yang Youming came over, he put his hand on the back of the chair where Xia Xingcheng was sitting, and said to the young girl at the table, "I'll give you a toast first."
The girls hurriedly stood up with wine glasses and clinked glasses with Yang Youming.
Yang Youming finished drinking the wine, put his hand on Xia Xingcheng's shoulder, and said, "Xingcheng, come here."
Xia Xingcheng stood up with him, not forgetting to pick up his glass of red wine, then followed behind Yang Youming, the two walked to the vacant four-seater seat by the window of the restaurant and sat down.
Because everyone was crowded around the large table in the middle of the restaurant, all the seats by the window were empty.
The two sat facing each other, Xia Xingcheng's cheeks flushed from drinking, and he looked at Yang Youming without blinking.
Yang Youming asked him, "Is there anything you want to tell me?" He sat upright, with both hands on the table, holding the foot of the wine glass in his right hand, and the fingers of his left hand were slightly bent in a relaxed manner. His fingers are slender, but the knuckles are obvious, and the lavender blood vessels can be clearly seen on the back of the hand.
These hands are the hands of an adult man, slightly rough, warm and powerful. Xia Xingcheng has been held by it countless times and even stroked, but it was the first time he saw him wearing a ring on the ring finger of his left hand.
Platinum rings, low-key style but exquisite design, can be seen to be expensive.
Xia Xingcheng's gaze shifted from Yang Youming's face to his hands. After looking at it for a long time, he asked, "Is it a wedding ring?"
Yang Youming subconsciously turned the ring on his ring finger with his thumb and replied, "Yes."
Xia Xingcheng said, "I haven't seen you wearing it before."
Yang Youming said to him: "It is inconvenient to pick and choose from filming."
Now the filming is over, so he put the wedding ring on his hand again and solemnly warned Xia Xingcheng: he is already married.
Xia Xingcheng squeezed the glass tightly, he slowed his breathing to calm himself, nodded and said softly, "Yes."
He thought sadly that the biggest obstacle between him and Yang Youming was not age or gender, nor that they were being watched by countless eyes in the entertainment industry, but it was Yang Youming's married status.
Xia Xingcheng grew up in a happy family. He was doted on by his parents and grew up. He would fight for whatever he wanted, and he was never afraid to pursue the girl he liked.
But Yang Youming can't, because this is no longer a matter between the two of them. He will not chase, confess, or even be ambiguous, which is not allowed by his moral concept.
So after the filming was over, they were over, and they had to cut it cleanly.
But at this moment, there is only one thing he is very sure about, that is that he likes Yang Youming. Maybe it was too deep into the play, or maybe his feelings for Yu Haiyang were transferred to Yang Youming, but he just knew that he liked him and wanted to hug him, kiss him, and have sex with him.
Xia Xingcheng took a deep breath, then took another deep breath, the emotion pressing on his chest was too heavy for him to recover.
"Xingcheng," Yang Youming said slowly, "Do you know why I like acting?"
Xia Xingcheng looked at him.
Yang Youming looked out the window and said, "Most people in the world can only live one life, but we can experience many different lives in acting. Although they are all short, we can become that person during that time and experience what he has. Experience the story, experience all his emotions." Having said that, Yang Youming turned to look at him again, "but that is not our real life. After every film is finished, we say goodbye to that person, no matter how strong it is. The emotion of the time is just a memory after the digestion of time, and in the end we will return to ourselves and return to the original life."
Xia Xingcheng suddenly said, "What should I do if I can't go back? Brother Ming, can you tell me?"
Yang Youming was silent for a moment and said, "Can't you go back after you entered the role of Fang Jianyuan?"
Xia Xingcheng nodded, knowing that his eyes must be very red.
Yang Youming said, "But Xiaoyuan has returned from this relationship."
Xia Xingcheng looked at him with wide eyes, and finally a tear fell.
"There's nothing that can't go back."