Yan Zhiyun has lived for twenty-seven years, and he never dreamed that such a day would come.
I fell in love with a man, had sex with him, and got so close that I wanted to get married on the spot, but the other party told him, sorry, I still have a fiancee.
When he was in school, Yan Zhiyun hung around for a while. At that time, he was defiant, and he had a violent temper that would shake his fist when he disagreed. He fought from dawn to dusk for a friend to make an appointment with someone, and his head was broken. Shaking off the sweat all over his head in the darkness of night, his face was indifferent.
After he really grew up and stepped into the society, Yan Zhiyun slowly curbed all the hostility in his body, and he became the current stable appearance, and everyone who saw him would praise him for his maturity and stability.
But at this moment, he seems to have returned to the time when he was full of hostility when he was young. There seemed to be a storm brewing in his eyes. He watched Le Tian's eyes stained with water and slowly got up. He turned his back to Ming Letian and began to put on clothes. The flesh is full of scratches left by Ming Letian last night, one in the east and the other in the west, mottled and vaguely telling the passion between the two of them last night.
Le Tian sat up slowly, watching Yan Zhiyun dressed neatly and walking to the door, Yan Zhiyun stopped in his footsteps, and looked sideways at Ming Letian who was sitting on the bed.
Ming Letian's expression was neither frightened nor flustered, he looked at him quietly, his face was blushing, his brows were painted, his lips were bitten so red and swollen, Yan Zhiyun could easily recall how Ming Letian was under him yesterday Frantically begging him to go deeper.
Yan Zhiyun stood by the door and said in a deep voice, "Do you have anything else to say?"
Le Tian said quietly: "Brother Yan, I like you."
Yan Zhiyun left without looking back.
The system couldn't help laughing out loud, hahahaha! Elephants also have today!
There was a gentle closing sound from outside, Le Tian leaned his head back, let out a breath, and said slowly: "Yan Zhiyun is so energetic, my waist is almost broken by him, rest for a few days." His expression was calm and unhurried.
System: ... Forgot that this is a heartless elephant.
Yan Zhiyun didn't go to work for three days, Min Liang was in a hurry in the studio, Yan Zhiyun didn't answer his phone calls and didn't answer his WeChat, and he didn't know where Yan Zhiyun lived, so he asked the people in the studio, but no one knew, Yan Zhiyun is a boss with a clear distinction between public and private affairs. He never discloses his private affairs to anyone in the studio, including his home address.
In desperation, Min Liang had no choice but to call Ming Letian. Unexpectedly, Ming Letian's attitude was the same. He answered the phone once and hung up when he asked about Yan Zhiyun's situation. busy'.
Everyone in Min Liang was dumbfounded.
Isn't it just a few days
Min Liang scratched his bald head. As a single dog, he felt as if he had been beaten by love.
On the fourth day, Yan Zhiyun finally came to work, looking as usual, except that the air pressure was a little low, he looked like a normal person, as soon as he came, he first apologized to the studio with smiles, saying that he was sick and delayed Worked for a few days, so sorry.
He is the boss, whoever dares to say a word, of course everyone said it was all right.
Min Liang sat on the seat, and didn't follow everyone to smile and say it's okay. He still felt that something was wrong with Yan Zhiyun. He couldn't tell what was wrong, but he just felt that something was wrong. Zhiyun is now like an extinct volcano. It looks safe on the surface. If it erupts, the land will burst and blood will flow into rivers.
The smile on Yan Zhiyun's face disappeared after entering his office, and he took off his coat expressionlessly and threw it on the sofa.
There was a pile of envelopes on the desk, and Yan Zhiyun sat down and opened them one by one, pulling his fingers apart, and the paper made a 'stabbing' sound in the silent office.
Some were bills, and some were invitations. Yan Zhiyun threw them away at a glance, leaving an extremely thick envelope, which probably contained books or something. Yan Zhiyun tore open the envelope, just tore a little, and saw the The cover's face and hands were already frozen.
Snow-white feathers concealed an angelic face, revealing only a pair of light brown eyes, revealing a hazy sense of alienation.
Yan Zhiyun sat there for a long time as if he had been petrified, his right hand was always in a tearing position.
Three days was far from enough to cure him.
Yan Zhiyun tore open the envelope as calmly as possible.
The magazine published its June issue, and because Ming Letian is Yan Zhiyun's friend, he sent a copy to Yan Zhiyun.
In Yan Zhiyun's aesthetic composition, this cover can only be said to be average, with too many and complicated elements, lack of white space, and the shape is very similar to a certain foreign magazine.
The design is mediocre, and it all depends on the model's own temperament to support it.
Under the photographer's lens, Ming Letian's facial features are so beautiful that it is a bit unreal. His slender and fair body has perfect proportions and smooth lines, just like the title of the cover character - like an elf.
Yan Zhiyun's expression gradually became ugly, and he slammed the magazine on the table.
Yan Zhiyun got off work early, and only told Min Liang to take care of the studio. Min Liang nodded in response, and stopped Yan Zhiyun when he turned to leave, "Yan Da, are you going to drink? I With you." There was a worried expression on his face.
Yan Zhiyun paused, stretched out his hand and patted his shoulder, turned around and said calmly, "No need."
Yan Zhiyun didn't go to drink, but went to boxing at a boxing gym he hadn't been to for a long time.
It used to be a sport he loved when he was young, but he was too busy after work, so he didn’t come here as often as before. The owner of the boxing gym was surprised to see him, "Mr. Yan, long time no see."
Yan Zhiyun nodded, "I'm too busy with work."
The boss was about to introduce him to the new trainer in the boxing gym, but Yan Zhiyun had already extended his hand to refuse, "Give it to the boxing room, I will play alone."
The boss froze for a moment, then said, "Okay, I'm free."
There were several sandbags of different sizes hanging in the empty boxing room. Yan Zhiyun didn't wear gloves, but directly tied a boxing bandage, and punched the biggest sandbag.
The sandbag made a muffled sound of being hit hard.
Yan Zhiyun punches faster and faster, and the scenes since he met Ming Letian appear in his mind. Every scene seems to hide the reason why he is swallowing the evil at the moment. Why...why do you like such a person who tramples on other people's wishes? Obviously his subconscious has been warning him to stay away from that person.
Yan Zhiyun yelled violently, and punched down, the sandbag burst, and the sand inside flowed out, splashing all over the ground.
Yan Zhiyun slowly withdrew his hand, the boxing bandage on his hand had already leaked blood, but it was strange that it didn't hurt at all.
Before leaving, Yan Zhiyun wanted to transfer money to the boss, "Sorry, I broke some of your sandbags."
The boss was dumbfounded. It is common for sandbags in the boxing gym to be smashed, but I have never seen someone like Yan Zhiyun who smashed a few in one afternoon. He subconsciously glanced at Yan Zhiyun's hand. Wrapped in a boxing bandage, it was already stained with blood, the boss said in astonishment: "Mr. Yan, your hand..."
"It's okay, I was injured a little before I came here and fell down." Yan Zhiyun said lightly.
It was obvious that he didn't want to talk about it, and the boss stopped asking, and just said: "Mr. Yan, take care of your health."
Yan Zhiyun nodded, turned around and left after losing the money.
The boss stared blankly at the back of Yan Zhiyun's leaving, and thought, "What's the big deal? How many sandbags have been smashed and haven't passed yet?"
After getting into the car, Yan Zhiyun didn't know where to go.
go home
I stayed at home for three days, and the more I stayed, the more uncomfortable I became.
to the studio
Already off work.
Yan Zhiyun's eyes were far away, the back of his hand wrapped in boxing bandages was seeping more and more blood, his brain slowly emptied, his consciousness drifted in an empty space, and he bumped into the happiest and most painful day again and again while running around.
Yan Zhiyun let out a 'ha', raised his head and laughed silently.
My heart was like a shattered sandbag, a hole was broken, and everything inside fell to the ground with a crash.
Yan Zhiyun got out of the car and went back. The boss was still shaking his head and telling people what happened just now. He was caught off guard when he found that the male protagonist who was discussing was standing beside him. He was startled and stammered: "Yan, Mr. Yan …”
Yan Zhiyun calmly said, "Is there any smoke?"
The car parked under the familiar luxury apartment. Yan Zhiyun leaned against the car window to smoke. He hadn't smoked for many years, and his smoking posture was still very skillful. He raised his head and exhaled straight blue smoke. Keep an eye out for the apartment entrance.
After smoking two cigarettes, he started the car and left.
For the next three days, Yan Zhiyun was the same. He went to work in the morning and punched in the afternoon. After punching, he went to the car under the apartment to smoke two cigarettes and leave.
When Yan Zhiyun bid farewell to Min Liang at noon on the third day, Min Liang held him back, and Min Liang said with a serious expression, "Yan Da, let's talk."
In the office, Min Liang said directly: "Yan Da, you can't go on like this anymore, look at your hands, you are a photographer, your hands are very precious."
Yan Zhiyun said lightly: "I know it in my heart."
Min Liang couldn't bear it anymore and said: "Yan Da, you are a real man with iron blood in my heart. Could it be that if you break up or break up with a lovelorn, the sky will collapse? It's time to live, the smell of smoke on your body is almost suffocating the receptionist Even Zhao can't take it anymore, you were not like this before."
"Who said I broke up?" Yan Zhiyun turned his face away, a trace of hostility leaked from his brows, "Get lost."
Min Liang was taken aback, and lost all the courage he had mustered up. He touched his bald head and said in a low voice, "If we didn't break up, we'd just quarrel. They're both men. Once you bow your head, the matter will be over." .”
Yan Zhiyun's anger, which had been pent up for several days, broke a few sandbags and had no place to vent. Hearing this, he sternly said, "Shut up! Get out!"
Min Liang: ... When couples quarrel, whoever persuades whoever is an idiot.
After being disturbed by Min Liang, Yan Zhiyun didn't have the heart to fight anymore, and drove around in the car, but when he realized it, he abducted to Ming Letian and their dance troupe.
It was lunch time, and people came out of the door in twos and threes.
Not that brilliant blonde figure.
Someone recognized Yan Zhiyun's side face leaning against the car window. Yan Zhiyun was handsome and outstanding. Although he only came once, he left a deep impression on many members, so he came forward to say hello, "Brother Qi's Are you a friend? Come and see Brother Qi?"
Yan Zhiyun only showed his face, and he looked very gentle and refined, nothing unusual, except for a little bloodshot eyes, he smiled and said: "Yes."
"Brother Qi is inside." The man pointed to the gate of the dance troupe.
Yan Zhiyun nodded, and got out of the car after those people left. The backs of his hands were bloodstained, and he pulled some bandages to tie them, and put both hands in the pockets of the windbreaker.
The dance troupe is very large, Yan Zhiyun walked slowly, passed by one after another dance studio, his restless heart was beating wildly, there seemed to be anticipation in his heart, but also panic, the sound of footsteps on the ground echoed to the eardrums, Boom boom boom like thunder.
"Don't be sad, you'll be fine."
Qi Xiao's voice came from around the corner, and Yan Zhiyun stopped subconsciously.
"Brother Qi, I'm so scared."
When the crying voice came, Yan Zhiyun's breathing stopped almost immediately.
"Don't be afraid, trust me, it will be fine."
"I'm sorry, I probably have to quit the annual dance completely."
"It's okay, you've done a good job..."
"Brother Qi..."
Yan Zhiyun's body turned slightly, revealing a little trace, Qi Xiao lowered his head and patted him on the back tenderly and distressedly, almost hugging him, the slender blond figure trembled, as if crying.
Yan Zhiyun looked at the two of them steadily.
Qi Xiao patted him on the back, and when he looked up, he saw Yan Zhiyun standing at the corner, his expression and aura were terrifying, he subconsciously stopped patting Ming Letian's back, "Old Yan..."
Le Tian turned his head when he heard the sound, his fake crying eyes were not even red, and when he saw Yan Zhiyun, his expression was still stunned for a moment.
Yan Zhiyun strode over, stretched out his hand to grab Ming Letian's hand expressionlessly, pulled him away and left.
Qi Xiao was dumbfounded, and hurriedly stepped forward to stop people, "Yan Zhiyun, what are you doing?" Because Yan Zhiyun's expression was too scary, he and Ming Letian were a little unhappy before, and he was afraid that Yan Zhiyun would quarrel with Ming Letian.
Yan Zhiyun pulled Ming Letian with his head down, and said coldly, "Get out of the way."
Qi Xiao refused, "Say it clearly, why are you looking for Le Tian, don't drag him, you frightened him by being so fierce."
Yan Zhiyun said directly: "I'm talking to my boyfriend, can you let me go?"
Qi Xiao's eyes widened, and his eyes moved back and forth between the two, only then did he realize that the aura between the two was a bit different.
Under Qi Xiao's bewildered expression, Yan Zhiyun pulled him over and put him in his arms, and said in a low voice, "Let's go."