The matter of Yan Zhiyun and Ming Letian was accepted by Qi Xiao, although he still felt a little confused, but he still tried his best to digest it.
The three of them sat on the river-view balcony of Yan Zhiyun's house, barbecued and drank.
Qi Xiao raised the beer can and put it down again, looked at the two sitting together, frowned and shook his head: "I still don't understand, how did you two get together? It's so sudden."
Yan Zhiyun hugged Ming Letian with one hand, and lazily said: "That's it."
Qi Xiao showed genuine puzzlement in his expression, and said to Le Tian who was huddled on the chair: "Le Tian, tell the truth, did you, brother Yan force you?"
Yan Zhiyun: "..." It seems that Ming Letian's little white flower persona in Qi Xiao's heart really went deep into his heart.
Le Tian whispered: "Brother Yan is very good."
Qi Xiao was still worried, "Don't think your brother Qi doesn't look very good, let me tell you..."
Yan Zhiyun raised his eyebrows and glanced at him.
Qi Xiao: "...Although I can't beat you, Brother Yan, I can let his parents take care of him."
Letian looked up at Yan Zhiyun.
Yan Zhiyun shook the beer in his hand, and whispered to Le Tian: "How about taking you back to show your family during the Chinese New Year?"
Le Tian leaned on Yan Zhiyun's shoulder, and said softly, "I can do it."
Yan Zhiyun glanced at Qi Xiao again, his expression slightly changed.
Qi Xiao: ... No matter how you look at it, it looks like a combination of beauty and beast.
Qi Xiao shook his head and had no choice but to say: "Okay, don't bully our Letian."
Yan Zhiyun laughed, "It's fine if he doesn't bully me."
Qi Xiao leaned over to turn over the barbecue, cut it and said: "The first time you two met, you made him cry, and the second time you met, you sent him to the hospital. Yan Zhiyun, let me tell you, Letian he It's because he's kind if he doesn't argue with you, I have a say as a family member of my natal family."
Yan Zhiyun took a sip of beer, put his arms around Le Tian and whispered in his ear: "Look at the evil you have done, you have fooled all the honest people into lameness."
Le Tian couldn't help laughing, and fell on Yan Zhiyun's shoulder in a ball of laughter. Yan Zhiyun also had no choice but to pat him on the shoulder, and couldn't help but chuckled, lamenting that he had also turned bad.
Hearing the two of them laughing, Qi Xiao turned his face and smiled, "Oh, you two are now a family, what are you laughing at?"
"Laugh, you burnt the meat." Yan Zhiyun coughed lightly.
Qi Xiao sighed, shook his head and said, "You two make me want to fall in love too." Single dogs really can't afford to hurt.
Yan Zhiyun smiled slightly, lowered his head and kissed Ming Letian's soft cheek, showing intimacy, Qi Xiao's goose bumps fell all over the ground.
The soup in the kitchen was almost ready, Yan Zhiyun went to serve the soup, and when he came back, Ming Letian had already sat in his seat, holding his chin and chatting with Qi Xiao with relish.
Qi Xiao said: "Brother Yan was so arrogant at that time, and the little girl handed him a love letter, and he didn't even take a second look."
Le Tian glanced at Yan Zhiyun who was already approaching, and whispered: "That's too hurtful."
Yan Zhiyun put down the soup, sat down on Ming Letian's original seat, crossed his long legs, and said lazily, "It's boring to him, what are you doing with his love letter?"
Qi Xiao said: "After all, others have their own minds."
Yan Zhiyun shook his head, then turned his eyes to the interested Ming Letian, "What about you?"
Letian pretended not to understand, "What?"
Qi Xiao smiled first, touched his nose and said with great interest: "Old Yan, let me tell you the truth, Le Tian is the most popular in our dance troupe. During the performance, we couldn't let the flowers and gifts go in the backstage. When we went to perform in Russia, a rich man gave Lotte a thousand white roses, and a few bodyguards carried us backstage, making us look stupid."
Yan Zhiyun stared at Le Tian with a half-smile.
Letian blinked and said, "He's all in his heart."
Yan Zhiyun hugged someone, and said in a low voice: "If you have a husband, you won't be able to accept flowers from others in the future, you know?"
Le Tian smiled and said: "Understood, from now on I will not accept anyone's flowers except Brother Yan's."
"Old Yan, did you hear that, you hinted at sending flowers," Qi Xiao coaxed, "If it's less than a thousand, you'll lose."
Yan Zhiyun smiled and said, "Get lost."
After Qi Xiao bid farewell that night, Yan Zhiyun crazily planted roses on Le Tian, "Honey, if I miss a thousand, I will lose."
Le Tian begged for mercy: "Brother Yan, one of my own, pay by installments."
Yan Zhiyun smiled and kissed his lips, his eyes were deep, his voice was low and magnetic, "If possible, I would buy an entire planet and plant it with your favorite roses."
Le Tian caressed Yan Zhiyun's handsome face with both hands, looking into his soul through his eyes, and said in a hoarse voice, "You are my rose."
After Yan Zhiyun arranged the work, Le Tian also proposed a vacation to the dance troupe, and the two flew back to Le Tian's European hometown together. Le Tian didn't say hello to his family in advance, and wanted to surprise Ming's mother.
Letian has only learned Chinese since he was a child, and his English is average. Yan Zhiyun felt a headache when he reported his home address. After asking clearly, he communicated with the driver fluently in the local Spanish. , kissed his round eyes in the eyes of the stunned Letian, "You don't even know your mother tongue?"
"I only know Chinese." Letian said aggrievedly.
Yan Zhiyun rubbed his hair. He only knows Chinese because his parents didn't teach him when he was a child. Combining with Ming Letian's surname and mother's surname, he probably knew that he had a hard time at home when he was a child, so he hugged him silently with one hand, gently caress his shoulder.
It was rare for Le Tian to succeed in his scheming in front of Yan Zhiyun, and the corners of his lips curled up happily.
The taxi drove outside a huge castle manor, Yan Zhiyun got out of the car very calmly, he was not frightened by the luxurious castle, and helped the driver get the luggage down together.
Le Tian got out of the car and looked up at the castle, lamenting that Le Tian's family is really rich, and the Duke of a small country is also a Duke. Fortunately, he doesn't need to inherit the family business, otherwise he would have to give up when the time comes, how distressed.
"Lotte?"
A calm male voice sounded behind the two of them.
Lotte looked back, "Andrew..."
Andrew was wearing a black suit. He just got off the phantom. His hair was neatly combed. He was obviously very happy to see Lotte. He stepped forward and stretched out his arms to hug him. Can you believe your eyes, is this a dream? You finally came back to me?"
Lotte: ... Brother, your Chinese is outrageous.
Although Yan Zhiyun knew that this tall brown-haired man was Ming Letian's half-brother, he still felt a little uncomfortable, staring sharply at Letian's back.
Le Tian suddenly felt like a light on his back, pushed Andrew away, pulled Yan Zhiyun and introduced: "This is my friend Yan Zhiyun, I will take him home to relax."
Only then did Andrew turn his eyes to Yan Zhiyun, and he frowned after just one glance, "Honey, your vision for making friends is a bit poor."
Yan Zhiyun suddenly felt angry, and said lightly: "Hello."
Andrew did not greet him, but said to Ming Letian who was pulling Yan Zhiyun: "Go home, Mom and Dad miss you very much."
"Eh..." Le Tian hugged Yan Zhiyun's arm with both hands, "Brother Yan wants to live at home."
Andrew showed an incredible expression, "What?!"
Le Tian: "You heard me right, he wants to live at home with me."
Andrew was hit suddenly, with a trace of injury on his face, "Honey, you haven't been willing to sleep with me since you were six years old."
Le Tian: "..." Because you are a dead brother, if you sleep with you, you will be suffocated by your hug.
"Are you going in? I'm going in." Le Tian pulled Yan Zhiyun around, and the two of them took a suitcase. Andrew stepped forward to carry the luggage for Le Tian, frowning: "You won't help even if you hand over one Your luggage friend, baby, is it worth it?"
"Stop calling me baby," Le Tian said speechlessly, "Also, I'm not a child anymore, I can carry my luggage by myself."
Andrew dodged his hand to grab the luggage, "Are you kidding, you're still a little...cute."
Yan Zhiyun finally knew why Ming Letian developed such a personality, and his overly doting brother should be one of the culprits.
The Duke and Duchess of Edmond were away, and Andrew told Lotte: "They went on vacation and you didn't say you were coming back."
Le Tian said: "That's just right, I'll just stay at home to clean up for a few days."
Seeing Andrew's eager expression, Le Tian said directly: "Even if you don't go to work, I won't play with you."
Andrew: … so disappointed.
Le Tian dragged Yan Zhiyun to the building where he lived. After driving the servants out and locking the door, Yan Zhiyun threw away his luggage and kissed Le Tian, jealously saying: "You and your brother have a very close relationship. OK."
Le Tian whispered: "No, he is the most annoying."
Yan Zhiyun bit his lip, "It's a lie."
"Well... because he's a bit stupid, we have a good relationship with him," Le Tian hooked Yan Zhiyun's neck and whispered, "But I still like Brother Yan the most."
Yan Zhiyun raised his eyebrows, "Oh? Why?"
Le Tian slammed his legs around Yan Zhiyun's waist, and said with a smile, "Because Brother Yan knows how to grow flowers."
Yan Zhiyun also smiled, supported Le Tian's long legs with both hands, stretched his neck and exchanged wet kisses with Le Tian, and said in a low voice: "This is at your house, please restrain yourself, don't forget what you promised Annie."
"Okay." Le Tian was about to jump down, but Yan Zhiyun's big palm hugged his legs. Yan Zhiyun said in a low voice, "You can make out when no one is around."
Le Tian smiled and put his arms around Yan Zhiyun's neck, leaned his head and kissed his ear, "Brother Yan, you are so kind."
Yan Zhiyun's heart warmed, and he said in a low voice, "That's because you are worth it."
Le Tian hugged him wordlessly, held Yan Zhiyun's face in his arms and kissed him deeply.
The two put their luggage in Ming Letian's room. Letian found that his lips were swollen, and frowned, "This is too obvious."
Yan Zhiyun leaned against his face from the mirror, "Is it possible? We are almost the same."
Letian smacked his arm lightly, "Nonsense, forget it, I won't leave this building today, it's getting dark anyway."
Yan Zhiyun turned his face away, his eyes instantly darkened.
Le Tian whispered: "We have to restrain ourselves..."
Yan Zhiyun: "No neck kisses."
Andrew didn't wait for his younger brother to come out until he went to work the next day. He went to work in the car very sadly, and cursed at the driver in Spanish: "That man is dangerous at first glance. I will find a way to drive him away."
The driver smiled, "This is the first friend brought home by the young master, Lord Viscount, please don't make the young master angry."
Andrew kicked the carpet irritably, and cursed in Spanish in a low voice: "You son of a bitch."
Le Tian and Yan Zhiyun only got up three poles in the sun, and missed with Andrew as they wished. They had breakfast in the castle and went out for a walk together.
In a small town in a small European country, the sun is warm, roses are covered with ancient walls, the streets are bustling with small shops, cats lazily pass by people's feet, Yan Zhiyun and Ming Letian walk side by side, feeling There was a calm, "Let me take a picture for you."
"Taking pictures?" Letian said sideways, "You didn't bring a camera."
Yan Zhiyun took two steps back, raised his thumbs and index fingers to form a frame, and framed Ming Letian's smiling face inside, "Okay, it's taken."
Le Tian couldn't help laughing, "Brother Yan, you are so naive."
Yan Zhiyun does not deny that people in love will always do some childish things.
Ming Letian has not walked in the small town like this for many years. He has stayed in China for a long time, and he always stays at home when he comes here. The two of them walked around the small town like tourists, watching the scenery and eating thing.
When they returned to the castle, it was close to ten o'clock local time. The two returned with smiles. When they saw Andrew sitting in the hall, Le Tian restrained his excessively rippling smile, "Why are you still awake?"
"I worked overtime, came back late, and just got home." Andrew said confidently.
Le Tian was speechless, "Okay, good night, let's go to bed."
"Wait," Andrew got up and said, "I'll talk to your friend."
Just as Le Tian was about to object, Yan Zhiyun said, "Go to bed first, I'll talk to your brother."
Letian doesn't care about the rest, anyway, he's going to have sex with Xiangxiang and other things, and to play with the autistic system by the way.
As soon as Le Tian left, Andrew said sharply: "What's your relationship with my brother?"
Yan Zhiyun said lightly, "Friend."
Andrew said angrily: "You are talking nonsense, I... I saw you two kissing you little dog in the Emerald Garden!"
Yan Zhiyun: ... His Chinese level is really good.
Yan Zhiyun raised his eyebrows and said, "Are you following us?"
Andrew was confident, "If you don't follow you, how do you know you did such a thing?"
Yan Zhiyun didn't bother to lie, "Yes, we are a couple. Out of Le Tian's wish, he doesn't want to disclose it to his family yet."
Andrew suddenly let out a groan, and the man in his thirties covered his face in pain and whimpered. He had been holding back for several hours, and there was still a glimmer of hope in his heart that his little baby might not be a dog man. Abducted, but it is true.
Yan Zhiyun: ...
Yan Zhiyun had a headache and said: "My relationship with Letian is very stable, please don't tell the elders."
Andrew raised his face, and it was not a fake cry, but real tears. He whispered: "My baby needs love with all my heart, do you love him with all my heart?"
Yan Zhiyun nodded.
Andrew: "Even if he's a bad boy?"
Yan Zhiyun said lightly: "He's not that perfect, but he's not a bad boy either. In my eyes, he's already pretty good."
Andrew stopped cooking completely, it's over, this man really loves Ming Letian, his elder brother was already only the third in Ming Letian's heart, now it's all right, and it will be a little later.
Andrew wiped his nose and said sadly: "I won't say it, and you don't say it either, he will be angry if he knows I'm following him."
The corners of Yan Zhiyun's mouth twitched, did he still follow? "good."
Andrew stood up staggeringly, and whispered again: "Don't call me brother, I won't recognize you until you get married."
Yan Zhiyun: ... I think too much.
When Yan Zhiyun came back, Le Tian asked him what he had said to Andrew, Yan Zhiyun said: "It's nothing, he doesn't like me, teach me a lesson."
Le Tian said angrily: "What? If he dares to teach you a lesson, then I will teach him a lesson."
Yan Zhiyun secretly said: It feels so good to play tricks, no wonder Ming Letian likes it.
The two played there for a week, and on the last day they met the duke and his wife who came back from vacation. The duke scolded his eldest son bloody, and sprayed people in broken Chinese, "You! Brother is back! Don't say it! No conscience! !"
Andrew: ... Forget it, he's redundant.
Mother Ming was very happy after seeing Yan Zhiyun, and said to Yan Zhiyun: "Xiao Yan, I am your fan, I bought a lot of your photo albums, and the magazines you shot, please sign for me. "
Since knowing that Yan Zhiyun is Ming Letian's friend, Ming's mother has automatically become Yan Zhiyun's fan. Yan Zhiyun is too good, which makes her very happy that Ming Letian can make such a good friend, and pulls Yan Zhiyun's Hands all kinds of reluctance.
After the trip to Europe, Yan Zhiyun officially resumed his daily work, no different from before. Of course, this is from his own point of view.
In the eyes of everyone in the studio——Yan Da is in love, everything is easy to talk about.
In November, the Dance of the Year officially started to tour the stage. Letian and Yan Zhiyun went to see the first performance, and after returning home, they began to express infinite regret for not getting the C position.
Yan Zhiyun: "I really want to go, just try to fight for it next time."
Le Tian paralyzed on the co-pilot, with a salty face and said: "A man with a family has no fighting spirit in his heart."
Yan Zhiyun: ...
That night, under the starry sky of the river, Le Tian gave Yan Zhiyun a dance in a ballet costume. Yan Zhiyun watched him spin and jump with a smile, his eyes were full of love.
Life is really wonderful. A few months ago, Yan Zhiyun coldly told this person that he was too fake, but now
It's all about him.
Le Tian got tired after dancing for a while, leaned against the glass edge and shook his head, "I'm finished, I really can't keep up."
Yan Zhiyun sat on the chair and took a sip of wine, beckoning: "Come and rest for a while before dancing."
Le Tian stroked his sweaty blond hair, and sat directly on Yan Zhiyun's lap.
Yan Zhiyun held his wine glass with a lazy expression, and said in a low voice, "You don't want to dance anymore?"
Le Tian touched the buttons of his shirt with his fingers, and whispered, "Jump in another way."
Yan Zhiyun lowered his eyes, the white tights set off the muscular lines of his body gracefully, and the open lace shirt was slightly wet with sweat, Yan Zhiyun stretched out his hand and slowly moved around his ear, watching him slowly He raised his head and said with a low smile, "Is there a feeling so soon?"
"Brother Yan," Le Tian's voice had become hoarse, and he looked at him with deep eyes, "I have a feeling when I see you."
Yan Zhiyun's expression froze, he put down the wine glass in his hand, bowed his head and kissed his smooth white forehead, and slowly pulled down his white tights.
The white bodyguard tightly wrapped the most important part, Yan Zhiyun took a deep breath, and said in a low voice, "Turn around."
The scenery behind him was even more beautiful. The bodyguard split the round peach into two, but the middle sank in. The plump flesh on both sides trembled slightly. Yan Zhiyun squeezed and said, "Is it tight?"
Letian inhaled softly: "Tight."
Yan Zhiyun slowly kissed his earlobe from his neck, "Then I'll take it off for you..."
Le Tian raised his neck and whispered: "No, I want to wear..."
Yan Zhiyun bit his earlobe lightly, "Little villain."
The evening breeze came in through the cracks of the balcony, the floor heating radiated heat to neutralize the coolness, Le Tian trembled and heaved, his hands hooked Yan Zhiyun's shoulders from behind, and cried out because of the bondage of the bodyguard, feeling refreshed and suppressed Unable to release, like ice and fire burning in the body at the same time, the lace shirt was completely wet with sweat, half-covered and attached to the skin, and the white body was also wet by the seeping liquid.
Le Tian's strength is getting weaker and weaker, and his waist is shaking.
Yan Zhiyun sighed softly, supported his waist and got up, Le Tian let out a soft cry and fell on Yan Zhiyun, allowing Yan Zhiyun to carry him all the way back to the house and sink again.
At the end of the year, Yan Zhiyun brought Letian home to meet his parents. Letian was shocked when he saw the courtyard of Yan Zhiyun's house, and once again deeply realized that the league's treatment of the male lead was really good.
Although they are children of the big courtyard, Yan Zhiyun's parents were not angry when Yan Zhiyun brought back a boyfriend with blond hair and brown eyes, especially when Letian said in Chinese, "Uncle and Auntie are good", Yan's father was very angry with Yan. Zhiyun said cheerfully, "Hey, the two sentences of the little foreign devil's Chinese are quite standard."
Yan Zhiyun: "Dad, he is of mixed race and speaks Chinese very well."
Father Yan: ... You little bastard didn't tell me earlier that I would embarrass myself in front of my daughter-in-law.
Yan's mother's personality is similar to Ming's mother, chatting with Ming Letian in a rambunctious manner, and boasting like Yan Zhiyun made a fuss, "This child, why are his eyelashes so long, like a doll."
Yan Zhiyun: "Isn't it pretty?"
Yan's mother nodded firmly, "It's beautiful, it's really beautiful."
Le Tian: ...your family members are more unique than each other.
Except for Ming Letian's parents who live far away in a small country, almost everyone in the world already knows that Yan Zhiyun and Ming Letian are lovers.
The two lived peacefully and happily for five years. During these five years, Annie promoted Ren Xing as an internationally renowned actress, opened her own brokerage company as the boss, and recruited people under her. Yan Zhiyun also played a role in helping out.
On the one hand, she wanted Annie to succeed, and Ming Letian could be completely liberated from her fiance status. On the other hand, Annie was indeed an excellent and hardworking girl, and she had a good relationship with him and Ming Letian.
On that day, the system and Annie sent messages to Lotte at the same time.
Although Annie has not climbed to the top of her career, she met her love, which made her courageous enough to rebel against the family. The other party was an actor, actor-level, and the system told Le Tian that he was an impeccable good man, and Le Tian was very relieved. , said to Annie on the phone: "Come on, live your own life well."
"Thank you, thank you very much, and wish you happiness." Annie said softly.
After hanging up the phone, Le Tian rubbed his chin, "Brother Yan is such a good photographer, it would be a pity not to leave some souvenirs."
System: ... Can't you think of something good
Although Yan Zhiyun kept saying that he would take pictures for Letian when he was equipped, he didn't take pictures for a long time, probably because the more he paid attention to it, the more cautious he was.
As soon as Yan Zhiyun got home at night, Le Tian pounced on him, "Brother Yan, take a picture for me."
Before Yan Zhiyun stood still, he lowered his head and kissed him, "Didn't I say that last time, wait a minute."
Le Tian shook his head, "I can't wait."
Yan Zhiyun frowned, lifted the man up and said softly, "What's wrong? Did something happen?"
"Annie is ready for a showdown with her parents," Le Tian squinted and smiled, "We can have a showdown too."
Yan Zhiyun breathed a sigh of relief, "You startled me, I see that something is wrong with your face."
Le Tian buried his face in his shoulder, "How come, Brother Yan, let's take a picture of two people, how about it?"
Yan Zhiyun patted him on the back, "Wedding photo?"
Letian tilted his head back to distance himself and said, "Brother Yan, your proposal is too hasty, so I won't agree."
Yan Zhiyun laughed, "Then I'll buy me a thousand and one roses?"
Le Tian pushed him, pretending to jump off, Yan Zhiyun hurriedly carried him halfway on his shoulders, and patted his buttocks lightly, "Don't make trouble, I will plant roses for you."
During those seven days, Le Tian kept asking Yan Zhiyun to take pictures of him. Well, there will be a beautiful meteor shower... "
Le Tian stopped talking, took his mobile phone from the side, and asked Yan Zhiyun to come over. The two of them sweated profusely and took a group photo. In the photo, Yan Zhiyun didn't even look at the camera, with a helpless smile on his face.
If Yan Zhiyun knew that this was their first and last photo taken together, he would definitely put on his suit, sit upright seriously, and show his happiest smile.
Ming Letian left very suddenly, sent Yan Zhiyun to the studio in the morning, kissed him goodbye at the door, and Yan Zhiyun received a call from the dance troupe at noon.
Palpitations, cardiac arrest.
Everything is so unreal, but the person lying on the hospital bed is indeed his lover, the face he kisses countless times every day, Yan Zhiyun looked at the familiar face, reached out and touched it lightly. , cold, he raised his head to look at the doctor in a trance, and fell down under the doctor's terrified expression.
After Ming Letian's funeral, Yan Zhiyun disappeared.
No one knows where he went.
At the end of the year, Yan Zhiyun came back, lost a lot of weight, and appeared in the studio with a full beard. Min Liang cried the moment he saw him, "Brother Yan..."
Yan Zhiyun nodded, with a faint smile on his face.
Min Liang rushed forward to hug him, only to find that this person was much thinner than his appearance, and his bones were all gone. He was shocked and said, "Brother Yan, where have you been? Come back this time, don't leave."
Yan Zhiyun shook his head, "I'm not leaving."
The next day when he came to work, he was clean-shaven, except for his suit being too baggy and talking too little, everything was as usual, but Min Liang knew that everything had changed, everything had changed.
The first thing Yan Zhiyun did when he came back was to hold a photography exhibition. He said he would hold it for himself, and rented the largest exhibition hall in the city, and only let him enter it by himself.
It was filled with blank photos.
Yan Zhiyun sat in the huge exhibition hall and said in a low voice, "You like it, a big venue."
Every blank photo in Yan Zhiyun's heart is full of Ming Letian's shadow, he is Ming Letian's camera, his eyes, thoughts and heart have already filled all the appearance of this person, and he will never forget it in his life.
Slowly lying on his back, Yan Zhiyun allowed himself to close his eyes and sink into memories, those snow-white photos fell one after another, enveloping him like a cloud, heavy and gentle.
A call sounded in a trance next to his ear—"Brother Yan."
"I'm here," Yan Zhiyun curled up slowly, "I've been..."