88 eighty-eight
eighty eight:
At that moment, Jiang Mochen felt that the whole world was silent.
He looked at Yan Qingchi, watching him quietly under the lamp with his eyebrows curved.
He was wearing a white hooded sweater and black jeans. Under the lamp, his overly gaudy facial features were reduced to a kind of hazy warmth, just like a well-painted oil painting.
Exciting.
Jiang Mochen looked at him and walked towards him step by step.
He heard a thumping sound coming from his chest, and felt himself trembling unconsciously. He tried desperately to suppress the surging emotions in his heart, but he clearly felt those waves that he couldn't suppress came from all directions, ruthlessly hit him hard in the heart. It was a feeling he had never had before, calm but turbulent, like a hidden river, rushing all the way, but encountered a reef on the way, and the stormy waves hit the shore, making a loud sound.
He approached Yan Qingchi, in front of him, looked at him and asked with a smile, "Are you surprised?"
At that moment, he saw himself in Yan Qingchi's eyes.
He stretched out his arms and hugged Yan Qingchi, feeling his heartbeat slowly calmed down, everything was still again, there were no turbulent waves, no sound of thunder, only a piece of tranquility and blooming flowers. ——The flowers hidden in the undercurrent finally popped up at this moment, filling his heart with a rich fragrance.
Jiang Mochen said softly: "There is only surprise, no joy."
Yan Qingchi pushed him, opened the distance between the two, then raised his head and kissed him, and said with a smile, "What about now?"
"A little bit."
Yan Qingchi laughed, "You are really difficult to serve." @无限好文，全在
"So, you packed and sent yourself over to serve me?"
"Thinking too much," Yan Qingchi patted his backpack with his backhand, "The gift for you is in the bag, I'm just a courier brother."
"What time do you return to the company, brother?"
"Tomorrow at 12 noon."
Jiang Mochen nodded, "Then we still have one night."
"It depends on you."
"Let's go." Jiang Mochen pulled him to the underground garage.
"What are you doing? Aren't you still eating and celebrating your birthday?"
"I have eaten with them, cut the cake, and talked to them. Now, it's time for me to celebrate my birthday."
Yan Qingchi smiled, "Is it okay if you don't go back?"
"Just explain it to the director."
"How do you say? Say you love your relatives and friends?"
Jiang Mochen stopped in his tracks, turned to look at him, "It says my family is here."
Yan Qingchi liked the word family very much, so he smiled slightly.
Jiang Mochen looked at him, but felt sorry for him. If possible, he really wanted to say that his lover had arrived, but it was not possible, the relationship between them could not be announced yet. Not only because of him, but also because Yan Qingchi's career has just started. If the relationship between them is announced at this time, Yan Qingchi will live in his own shadow forever, and if others mention him, he will only be Jiang Mochen's other partner. Half, no matter how much he progresses and what achievements he achieves, he will not have his own name, and will only exist as Jiang Mochen's subordinate.
@无限好文, all in
This is not what Jiang Mochen wanted to see. He signed Yan Qingchi to Nancheng, assigned him the best agent, recommended him to audition, and watched Guan Mei help him fight for suitable resources for him. He looked at Yan Qingchi Step by step on the right track, and watching Yan Qingchi go all out seriously every time, he knows that Yan Qingchi has ambitions and ideas.
Therefore, he can't announce their relationship at this time, not only the fans can't accept it, Yan Qingchi probably doesn't want it either, and he doesn't want it either.
Jiang Mochen felt a little sorry for him and wanted to say sorry, but felt that this sentence of sorry might sound foolish to Yan Qingchi, so he reached out and hugged him, and said softly: "Director Wang will understand."
Yan Qingchi didn't know that his mind was spinning when he spoke, so he just responded: "That's good."
Jiang Mochen picked up the car, and sent a WeChat message to Director Wang in the car, saying that his family members had come, so he took a step ahead to accompany his family, hoping that Director Wang would forgive him.
Seeing this, Director Wang thought it was Jiang Xingchen who came, so he replied: "It's all right, it's all right, take care of your family, happy birthday."
Jiang Mochen sent another WeChat message to Wang Xianghai, saying that he would go back to the Jiang Group Hotel and asked him to call him if he had something to do.
Wang Xianghai naturally agreed.
When he arrived at the hotel, Yan Qingchi's phone rang before he could get into the elevator. He picked it up, and when he heard that he had arrived, he signaled Jiang Mochen to wait, and walked to the hotel lobby by himself.
When Jiang Mochen saw him come back again, he saw Yan Qingchi carrying a cake in his hand.
"You still ordered the cake?"
"Yeah, how can you not eat cake on your birthday? Although you have already eaten with the crew, I haven't eaten yet. You can eat some with me."
Jiang Mochen nodded with a smile, "Okay."
The two entered the suite, Jiang Mochen turned on the light, Yan Qingchi put the cake on the coffee table, and unloaded his backpack.
"Are you hungry?" Jiang Mochen asked him, "I ordered something to eat."
"I ate some on the plane, but I'm not hungry, how about you?"
"I also ate at the hotel, I'm not very hungry."
"Then let's stop ordering food and eat cake directly."
"Row."
Hearing his promise, Yan Qingchi quickly went to the bathroom to wash his hands, then came out and carefully opened the cake box, revealing the delicious-looking chocolate cake inside.
"This is also the restaurant I specially selected on the Internet. If it doesn't taste good, I will give it a bad review."
Jiang Mochen chuckled.
Yan Qingchi had already inserted the candle, "Shall I make a wish?"
"Don't you sing?" Jiang Mochen deliberately teased him.
Yan Qingchi looked helpless, "If you want to sing yourself, I will definitely not sing."
Jiang Mochen shook his head regretfully and sighed.
Yan Qingchi poked him, "Are you still making a wish? If you don't make a wish, just blow out the candles."
Looking at his gentle eyebrows and eyes against the candlelight, Jiang Mochen couldn't help whispering in his heart: I hope the family is harmonious and healthy. I hope that Yanqingchi can go smoothly and have a successful career. I hope they can celebrate their birthday together next year.
He lightly blew out the candle, and Yan Qingchi applauded him like he did on TV, and then handed him the knife to cut the cake.
Jiang Mochen cut a big one for him and a small one for himself. He doesn't like sweets very much. Cakes are just for the occasion. If Yan Qingchi doesn't buy them, he won't buy them himself. .
Yan Qingchi liked to eat sweets quite a bit, and after eating his piece, he asked Jiang Mochen to cut a small piece for him before putting down the plate.
Jiang Mochen leaned on the sofa satiated after watching him eat, dug out a piece of chocolate and painted it on his face.
Yan Qingchi glared at him, "How old are you?"
"It's called childlike innocence."
"This is called wasting food." Yan Qingchi looked at him, "Isn't it okay to save it for tomorrow? Such a waste of my cake."
"How did I ruin it?" Jiang Mochen asked him.
Yan Qingchi rubbed the back of his hand on his face, and showed him the chocolate on the back of his hand, "Look, you can't even eat it."
He said, took out a tissue and wiped his hands, then went to wipe his face.
Jiang Mochen reached out for his tissue, kissed the chocolate that had just been painted on, licked it again, pressed it against his ear, and said softly, "Why can't you eat it?"
Yan Qingchi's eyes widened in an instant, and he couldn't believe it. Is this the Jiang Mochen he knew? How did it become like this in a few days!
Jiang Mochen looked down at him, Yan Qingchi looked suspicious.
"Why are you looking at me like that?"
"What do you think?"
Jiang Mochen chuckled, leaned forward, and kissed him indifferently.
Yan Qingchi was impatient with his actions, so he stretched out his hand to hold the back of his head, raised his head and kissed him.
Jiang Mochen kissed him, unconsciously put his hand into his clothes, and said softly, "Can you do it tonight?"
"Don't leave any traces." Yan Qingchi acquiesced.
Hearing this, Jiang Mochen picked him up and went into the inner room.
The two of them haven't done it for a long time, so it's inevitable that the time this time will be a little longer. After the car ride was over, after taking a shower, Jiang Mochen hugged him and talked with him, feeling relaxed and peaceful in body and mind, and even a little unspeakable joy.
He looked at Yan Qingchi, asked with certainty but wanted to hear an affirmative answer from him, "Yan Qingchi, do you like me?"
Yan Qingchi looked up at him, and saw that Jiang Mochen's eyes were full of determination, he spoke softly, his tone was soft and tender, but Jiang Mochen didn't really want to hear what he said, he said, "I'm being passionate."
Jiang Mochen didn't believe it, "You really don't like me?" @无限好文, all in
"What do you think?"
"I think you like me."
Yan Qingchi smiled, "I'm being passionate."
"It's not something shameful to like me. If you admit it, I won't laugh at you."
Yan Qingchi turned over and turned his back to him, "You really think too much, as I said, unless you like me, I won't like you."
"So if I like you, you like me?" Jiang Mochen turned him over and looked directly at him.
Yan Qingchi raised his eyes, and smiled at him. Jiang Mochen thought he would answer yes, but he heard him say, "I'm being passionate."
"Are you only able to say these four words today?" Jiang Mochen was dissatisfied.
"Then change it?" Yan Qingchi thought for a while, "Wishful thinking?"
Jiang Mochen: "..."
Yan Qingchi asked him, "Is this also okay?"
"Qing Chi, today is my birthday."
Yan Qingchi smiled when he heard the words, "Happy birthday."
"You know that's not what I want to hear."
"So you want to hear yourself being passionate?" Yan Qingchi asked him.
Jiang Mochen: ... I can't talk today!
Seeing him lying down helplessly, Yan Qingchi stretched out his hand to poke him, and said warmly, "Happy birthday."
Jiang Mochen was so upset by him, "You really don't like it?"
Yan Qingchi laughed, and Jiang Mochen immediately said, "Don't say you're being passionate."
Yan Qingchi felt that he was a bit cute because of his persistence, so he kissed his lips, "Happy birthday."
"Can't you change the word?" Jiang Mochen said, and immediately responded, "It must not be wishful thinking."
Yan Qingchi couldn't help laughing, and stretched out his arms to hug him, "Go to sleep, don't toss about."
"You say you like it, and if you don't, you won't bother."
Yan Qingchi didn't speak, but still looked at him tenderly.
"Forget it, anyway, you won't say it today, I can see it."
"Happy birthday." Yan Qingchi said warmly.
Jiang Mochen hugged him, "Okay, happy birthday to me."
Yan Qingchi raised his head and kissed him again, then slowly closed his eyes against him.
When Jiang Mochen wanted to talk to him again, he realized that he had fallen asleep. Jiang Mochen didn't expect that he would fall asleep so quickly. He was always full of energy and good physical strength. He rarely fell asleep while talking to him and the lights were still on. Maybe he was really tired, Jiang Mochen thought, in order to see him, Yan Qingchi must have rushed a lot of scenes, didn't sleep well, and was tired after traveling all the way.
He looked at him, couldn't help lowering his head, and kissed him on the forehead. Yan Qingchi frowned. Jiang Mochen knew that he was a light sleeper, and was afraid that he would wake up, so he said softly, "Sleep, it's okay."
Yan Qingchi responded vaguely, and slowly relaxed his brows.
Jiang Mochen is not sleepy at the moment, not only not sleepy, but even a little extra clear. He thought about the throbbing moment when he saw Yan Qingchi tonight, and he felt incredible and surprised. He always thought that he liked someone—of course he did, he knew that he once liked Yuan Mingxu . So, he always thought that he knew what it was like to like someone, but it wasn't until tonight, at that moment, that he realized that it seemed that he had been wrong all along.
Even when he liked Yuan Mingxu the most, he didn't have much emotional fluctuations towards Yuan Mingxu. He could accept that Yuan Mingxu was chasing Zhou Yixing, and he could watch him hug Zhou Yixing cautiously, which might be a little uncomfortable. But that's all, there is nothing unacceptable, let alone affect your life for this. Even after he knew that Yuan Mingxu pushed the audition opportunity he had recommended to him to go abroad after Zhou Yixing, he didn't have any big emotional fluctuations. Apart from a long sigh, he felt a little unwilling and uncomfortable, and he didn't feel anything else. I can tell myself rationally that it's time to end this relationship, and then marry Yan Qingchi.
So, how much does he like Yuan Mingxu? Is the liking he thought really love
Jiang Mochen looked at the person in his arms, Yan Qingchi was sleeping peacefully, and because his usually bright eyebrows were closed, he looked harmless to humans and animals, and a little innocent. At the very beginning, he really didn't think he would like such a person. He has a completely different personality from Yuan Mingxu's, with his fangs and claws, and his eloquence. Beneath his hard-edged exterior, he actually has a very gentle heart.
Like sesame glutinous rice balls, they are black when poked open. They have their own carefulness and ideas, but they are very soft and lovable.
Jiang Mochen thought, if one day Yan Qingchi falls in love with someone else, leaves him, chases the person he likes, meets him across several cities, hugs him gently, kisses him, quarrels with him, then what will happen to him
However, he had already rejected the idea before he even started thinking about it.
How could Yan Qingchi fall in love with someone else, and how could he leave him? They are a legally recognized couple, protected by law and morality. He belonged to him from the beginning, so how could he leave him.
Of course Yuan Mingxu could like others, because Yuan Mingxu didn't belong to him from the beginning; but how could Yan Qingchi like others, he belonged to him from the beginning.
Jiang Mochen has never seen his feelings clearly like now, nor has he realized his liking for Yan Qingchi so clearly like now. Yan Qingchi is different, different from Yuan Mingxu, different from anyone else, among so many people he met, he only had such strong emotional fluctuations towards Yan Qingchi, he looked at Yan Qingchi, Knowing the heartbeat, throbbing, feeling peaceful when embracing each other, and joy when being intimate with each other. He firmly believed that Yan Qingchi liked him, and resisted the assumption that he would like others. He hugged him, wrapped him in his arms, and imprisoned him in his arms. In his heart, Yan Qingchi can only like him, and can only belong to him, the others are just passers-by by his side.
Jiang Mochen didn't expect that he would have such a strong possessive desire one day. This feeling made him astonished but not panicked, and even a little unconsciously happy. Everyone yearns for love in his life, and even chases love. Someone saw After love, some people missed love, and he, he found that his love finally arrived at night, the moment Yan Qingchi appeared under the light, on his 28th birthday, it was long overdue.
But it doesn't matter, Jiang Mochen looked at the person in his arms, after all, he is the best appearance of love.