When Ji Qinyang woke up, he looked down and saw Xie Meng sleeping in his arms. He watched for a while, but he didn't want to move, and only kissed the other party's forehead lightly.
Xie Meng was originally a light sleeper, and opened his eyes in a daze to look at Ji Qinyang.
"Sleep a little longer." Ji Qinyang hugged him.
Xie Meng reached out and touched his face, and suddenly said softly, "I got the headphones back."
"..." Ji Qinyang was stunned for a second, and jumped out of bed before he could even put on his pants. When he came back, he was not holding the earphones, but the gift he gave to Xie Meng before.
Xie Meng: "?"
Ji Qinyang asked him, "Have you taken it apart and looked at it?"
Xie Meng didn't answer, Ji Qinyang muttered: "Forget it, it's fine to take it apart."
He opened the box, took out the ring, and clenched Xie Meng's hand.
"..." Xie Meng didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "You squeezed too tightly."
Ji Qinyang lowered his head and put a ring on him intently: "Because I want to hold you tight."
Xie Meng stopped talking, he watched Ji Qinyang put the ring on the base of his finger, and then put a kiss on it tenderly and reverently.
"Happy 10th anniversary." Ji Qinyang raised his head, the corners of his eyes were a little red, and he looked intently at Xie Meng's face.
"Regardless of the past ten years." He said with a smile, "I love you."
Since the disbandment of the band, Ji Qinyang has taken a long vacation. Xie Meng is going to work. He has been very busy since he was promoted to director. He gets home almost every day after eight or nine o'clock in the evening.
Then I don't know when, Ji Qinyang started to prepare a late night snack for him.
Because he hasn't been in the kitchen for a long time, Ji Qinyang's cooking skills are very average, and Xie Meng doesn't say anything, he eats cleanly every time.
"What about the clothes you changed yesterday?" Xie Meng came out of the shower and found that the washing machine was empty.
Ji Qinyang made the bed and said indifferently, "I washed it during the day."
Xie Meng frowned, he turned around and went to the bathroom to take out the hand cream for Ji Qinyang to apply.
"..." The other party pulled him in a funny way: "It doesn't matter, I have nothing to do at home, and I can do housework."
Xie Meng was silent for a while. As long as he was there, Ji Qinyang never went to the music room. He knew that the other party was quitting drinking, but he hadn't touched the piano for several days.
"I haven't been inspired recently." Ji Qinyang knew what he was thinking, and joked pitifully: "Maybe I can't write songs, you have to support me."
Xie Meng glanced at him and said indifferently, "You also raised me in college."
Ji Qinyang was speechless: "This line is wrong, you should ask, 'Then what do you use to pay me back?'"
Xie Meng had to follow his words and asked again: "Then what do you use to pay me back?"
Ji Qinyang picked up the other party and carried him to the bed, raised his eyebrows condescendingly and said, "There is no reward, only meat."
Xie Meng: "..."
In the middle of the night, when Xie Meng fell asleep, Ji Qinyang would get up again. He went to the music room, put on his headphones and wrote the score. After changing it several times, he was not satisfied. .
Sitting in the middle of the night without any inspiration, Ji Qinyang stood up a little decadently and went out. Outside the door, Xie Meng was standing there.
Ji Qinyang opened his mouth, and he pretended to be relaxed: "It's only what time, why did you get up?"
Xie Meng didn't answer, and didn't ask more questions. He took a blanket and put it on Ji Qinyang: "It's almost the beginning of autumn, and you're not afraid of freezing."
Ji Qinyang didn't know what to say, he sniffed and hugged each other.
Xie Meng stretched out his hand and patted his shoulder gently.
Ji Qinyang whispered: "Recharge."
Xie Meng smiled: "Well, I'll recharge it too."
Qi Fei suddenly called after the long holiday on the 11th. Ji Qinyang didn't hear the phone next to him at first. He didn't write a complete song for several months, and he was in very bad condition.
He didn't find out until the phone rang five or six times.
"I'm still composing lyrics and music, great artist." Qi Fei's voice was still the same for ten years.
Ji Qinyang's originally depressed mood was much better after being mixed up by him.
"It looks like it's finally going to be a banquet?" Ji Qinyang joked, "Ask us to ask for a red envelope?"
Qi Fei: "The red envelope is not enough. You have to come to the concert in person, Yimei. I still remember what I promised before."
Ji Qinyang smiled bitterly: "I'm not famous now, what kind of concert are I going to do?"
Qi Fei sighed: "What are you talking about, when did you become so cowardly, why, no inspiration?"
Ji Qinyang turned the pen in his hand and did not speak.
Qi Fei laughed on the other end of the phone: "It's not like you, there's nothing to be afraid of when you don't have inspiration, how about you, do you want to come back to Suzhou?"
Ji Qinyang: "Why are you going back to Suzhou?"
Qi Fei: "If you stay in a city for a long time, you will always lose your passion. It doesn't matter where you work in your career, not to mention Ye Luo's roots. "
Ji Qinyang was silent for a long time, then he took a deep breath and said seriously: "You forgot that I have Xie Meng? He has a better future and career in Beijing. How can he give up if he says give up for me?"
"..." Qi Fei probably didn't expect this, he muttered something, but Ji Qinyang didn't hear it clearly.
"Anyway, think about it." Qi Fei finally said: "Tie Nan came back at the beginning of the year, Zhang Ganggang and Han Dong also plan to return this year, besides, you are not Xie Meng, if you don't ask, how do you know what he thinks? "
Ji Qinyang: "..."
Qi Fei sighed: "Brother Yang, we all know what happened to you in Beijing, but it doesn't matter, you have not only Xie Meng but also us."
"It doesn't matter how much money you need to sponsor." Qi Fei said happily: "I don't want to get married at most."
Ji Qinyang raised his hand to cover his eyes. After a long time, he pretended to be calm and said, "Then I've sinned too much. Beauty Gu must not hate me to death."
Qi Fei laughed heartlessly for a long time on the other end of the phone: "I didn't say this, my sister thinks the same as I do."
When Xie Meng came back in the evening, it was rare to see Ji Qinyang playing the piano in the music room. The other party only recovered when he heard the sound of the door closing, and smiled at Xie Meng: "I'm back."
"I'm back." Xie Meng took off his coat, he walked to Ji Qinyang's side, stretched out his hand to pick up the other's bangs, and kissed his forehead: "Is there no supper tonight?"
Ji Qinyang pushed him to the kitchen to serve dishes: "how could there not be."
Xie Meng was a little helpless when he saw the dishes on the large table: "This is the rhythm of feeding pigs."
"Then I'm going to die." Ji Qinyang pinched the other's face and said with a smile, "Which pig can't be fattened like you?"
Ji Qinyang took two wine glasses, and he motioned to Xie Meng: "Come on."
Xie Meng smiled: "Only a little."
Ji Qinyang sat opposite Xie Meng and drank slowly. He didn't have the habit of eating late-night snacks. He only watched Xie Meng eat, and occasionally served each other vegetables. Xie Meng's bowl was never empty from beginning to end.
Xie Meng stopped halfway through the meal: "Did Qi Fei call you today?"
Ji Qinyang raised his eyebrows: "How did you know?"
Xie Meng bit his chopsticks: "don't care how I know, what do you think."
"What do you think?" Ji Qinyang calmly poured him a bowl of soup: "You don't have a bank? It's hard to get to this point, how can I just leave, I'm just in a bad state these days, after a few days God will be back."
Xie Meng didn't speak, he ate a few more bites of dishes, suddenly put down the bowl, and started rolling up his sleeves.
"That's it." Xie Meng raised his arms: "Old rules, let's wrestle our wrists."
Ji Qinyang was stunned, he frowned: "Why?"
Xie Meng looked at the other party's eyes firmly: "Just like we used to, when we encounter differences, we wrestle our arms." He took Ji Qinyang's hand and held it tightly with himself: "If I win, we will Stay in Beijing together, and if you win, we'll go back to Suzhou."
Xie Meng looked at Ji Qinyang and smiled, and he said seriously: "If you can't release water, you won't regret it."
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When Baby Bear learned that Xie Meng and the others were going back to Suzhou, it felt like a bolt from the blue...
"I still want Ji Qinyang to be the song for my next film!" Baby Bear was heartbroken: "You don't want me anymore?!"
Xie Meng was half-dead by the sentence "You don't want me anymore"... After digesting it for a long time, he comforted him: "It's the same wherever you make a song. Just like when you make a movie, you can also come to Suzhou to shoot."
Baby Bear said in pain, "It's not easy for me to find someone to eat when you guys are back in Suzhou."
Xie Meng: "I will have money in the future. I will fly to Suzhou to eat, and I will show you Suzhou cuisine for a day."
"One day is not enough." Baby Bear muttered, "I've been on standby for a long time."
"..." Xie Meng found that as long as eating was involved, Baby Bear's focus changed completely.
"Don't talk about me." Xie Meng sighed: "What happened to you and Zheng Ming? Did you invite him to film?"
"Speaking of this!" Baby Bear patted his thigh and said excitedly, "I finally have a reason to ask him to film!"
Xie Meng also became happy: "Really? What's the reason?"
Baby Bear sneakily took out his mobile phone. He opened a video, and the screen shook a little. Xie Meng watched it for a long time and found out that it was secretly filmed in a dance classroom.
"..." Xie Meng: "This is... the actor?"
Baby Bear nodded with a serious expression: "Once he was dancing Yangko in the dance room, and I secretly photographed him."
Xie Meng: "..."
Baby Bear: "I told him that if you don't want to make headlines about the topic of 'the best actor dances Yangko, his level is comparable to square dancing', he will come and act in my new film."
Xie Meng half-opened his mouth: "... Did he agree?"
Baby Bear stared: "Do you dare to agree!" He stretched out five fingers and shook it vigorously: "I'm a Weibo V! 52,000 followers!"
"..." Xie Meng felt the need to remind the other party that Zheng Ming seems to have passed 40 million fans...