The feeling of having been passionately kissed still lingered between her lips and tongue. Her brain, which had originally resumed normal function, showed signs of "going on strike" again because of Xiao Hang's sudden words.
Hang Sizhou raised his head and looked at the person in front of him in a daze.
His lips were still unopened, he wanted to say something but didn't know what to say.
The two of them just stared at each other quietly, looking at each other's face, which was clear yet unclear in each other's eyes.
My heart was beating so fast, as if something was about to jump out.
It was not until the back of his neck was pinched lightly that Hang Sizhou came back to his senses.
My cheeks and ears felt hot again.
He lowered his eyes, thinking that he couldn't let this go on. He couldn't let Xiao Hang control him like this. He wanted to ask him if he was jealous.
Better to tease him.
Several thoughts flashed through his mind, but what he finally uttered was a nasal "hmm".
Forget it, the atmosphere is so good, he won’t bother to mess with Xiao Hang’s mentality.
The man's eyes curved, he raised his chin, and pressed his lips against his forehead: "Go back."
At the same time, the phone in Hang Sizhou's hand vibrated again and the screen lit up.
They both lowered their eyes.
It’s new news from Jingqing.
The phone was not unlocked and the message was only half displayed on the screen.
But it's enough.
[Qing: I'll ask about Jun's matter for you later. If you want to find him...]
Hang Sizhou didn't move, and the lit screen soon went dark automatically.
The small pavilion in the middle of the lake fell into a brief silence.
Hang Sizhou felt inexplicably guilty.
She had just agreed to Xiao Hang the previous second, but the next second, the man saw her chatting about "Juan" with her good friend.
What else is there to find him...
Hang Sizhou felt that he needed to explain.
"Jingqing told me that Jun had previously taken the initiative to express his willingness to write a song for him. He always thought this was strange. Knowing that I wanted to ask Jun to write a song, he wanted to help me ask about the other party's situation."
The young man tilted his head back, the moonlight and the light blending together on his face, clearly illuminating the seriousness in his expression.
Xiao Hang looked down at him, his Adam's apple rolling slightly: "I know."
Xiao Hang lowered his head again.
With the "experience" just now, Hang Sizhou already knew how to keep breathing while kissing.
But he was still not smooth, and his hands instinctively grasped the man's shirt tightly.
At this moment, a burst of light footsteps came from the direction of the narrow corridor on the side. Hang Sizhou's body stiffened, and he put his hands on the man's chest, trying to push him away.
Just as he moved, the man's hand on the back of his neck loosened its grip, slowly slid down, and hugged his shoulders.
Hang Sizhou completely fell into the other's arms and was kissed even more deeply.
Hang Sizhou couldn't breathe again.
He raised his chin, passively letting the man suck the saliva from his mouth deeply and shallowly. In his congested ears, he could no longer hear the footsteps, only the whirring sound of blood flowing.
When he was released, he slumped against the man's shoulder, not wanting to move at all.
Xiao Hang's hand was on his back, sliding gently from top to bottom, again and again.
Until he completely recovered and resumed normal breathing.
-
Hang Sizhou and Xiao Hang stayed in the pavilion for a short time. Although Xiao Zhihan was a little girl who didn't need much care, she was just a little girl after all.
If the fathers don't show up, they will definitely be anxious.
Xiao Hang received a call from his assistant named Lin.
Hang Sizhou turned around and prepared to go back first.
Just as I walked out of the corridor, a familiar figure appeared in front of me.
"Mr. Huang?"
Huang Yang had a lit cigarette in his hand, but he didn't light it. When he heard his voice, he turned around.
The two looked at each other, Huang Yang put out the cigarette in his hand and threw it into the trash can beside him.
Seeing Huang Yang, and remembering that he had suddenly left the table just now, Hang Sizhou said embarrassedly, "Is it inappropriate for me to leave suddenly just now?"
Huang Yang shook his head: "It's okay."
Seeing that Hang Sizhou was about to go back, he said, "No need to go back, everyone has dispersed."
Hang Sizhou: "Where's Hanhan?"
"Xiang Jin took her back with him. You can go pick her up later."
Only then did Hang Sizhou feel relieved.
After looking around, Hang Sizhou said, "I remember that the house we lived in was in—"
He pointed in the opposite direction, "Over there?"
Huang Yang's playful gaze swept across his face: "It is indeed over there, but I came here to find you in the first place."
"Boss Xiao looks very fierce."
Hang Sizhou froze for a moment, then turned around abruptly after realizing what the other party was saying.
The artificial lake is surrounded by lights at high and low corners.
One light after another illuminates the pavilion in the middle of the lake.
Looking from this side, you can see the table and chairs inside clearly.
So they just—
Hang Sizhou's face, which was already red, turned red again.
When I was standing inside just now, I didn’t think it was so... bright!
Hang Sizhou's eyes rolled around.
How should he answer this question
Besides, Huang Yang is a "top", is it appropriate for him to discuss this topic with a top at this moment
Hang Sizhou was struggling between his conscience and his desires.
With a click.
At some point, Huang Yang took out a cigarette from his pocket and turned on his lighter.
Before it was about to ignite, he raised his eyelids and looked at Hang Sizhou: "Do you mind?"
Hang Sizhou shook his head.
Huang Yang lit the cigarette, took a deep puff, and then slowly exhaled circles of white smoke toward the lake.
"Have you shown Mr. Xiao the first part of the book?"
Hang Sizhou: “Ah?”
Huang Yang exhaled: "My book, paired with a man with a higher level of comprehension, can definitely bring you a different experience."
Hang Sizhou: “???”
Why is it that he is increasingly unable to understand what his idol is saying
Why is it “bringing you a different experience”
He and Huang Yang are in a superior and inferior position, so there is no way they can communicate about this kind of thing, right
Huang Yang took another puff of cigarette and slowly exhaled: "Xiao Hang, sometimes I really envy you..."
As if he was talking about something that made him extremely resentful, Huang Yang showed an angry expression on his face: "Unlike that wooden man in my house, I showed him so many times, what's the use!"
Hang Sizhou's eyes widened in shock.
-
Even when he returned to his residence, Hang Sizhou was still unable to recover from his shock.
After Xiao Hang brought the child back, Hang Sizhou was still sitting at the small table in a daze. Even the cell phone next to him vibrated several times, but he didn't react at all.
Huang Yang is actually the bottom!
It turns out that he had misunderstood all along!
But when I think about it this way, everything seems to make sense again.
His misunderstanding at that time was also caused by Huang Yang's words "Xiang Jin is useless and I am tired at night", and then he connected it with his own situation.
As a person who is familiar with "How to Be a Great Warrior 1" and is very insightful (his idol is naturally awesome in everything), it is normal for Xiang Jin to make him dissatisfied.
Hang Sizhou propped up his head.
An idol is indeed an idol. Unlike him, he lets Xiao Hang do everything in the ** and even ends up being so tired that he falls asleep.
"dad?"
Hang Sizhou came back to his senses and looked up to meet a pair of big, round, black and bright eyes.
Xiao Hang brought Xiao Zhihan back!
Cursing himself in his heart, Hang Sizhou put aside the distracting thoughts in his mind, raised his hand and rubbed the little girl's hair: "You're back."
"Uh-huh!"
Hang Sizhou raised his eyes.
The man was standing at the door. When he saw him looking over, he raised the phone in his hand to indicate that he was going to make a call.
Hang Sizhou waved at him and told him to get out.
Xiao Zhihan sat in Hang Sizhou's arms and showed her the small gift that Huang Yang's son Huang Chengtian had given him downstairs.
It was a tiny doll made of clay.
"This is what Brother Tiantian did to me. Dad, do you think it looks like me?"
The little doll was pinched to look crooked, and apart from its round eyes and a pair of ponytails, it had no resemblance to Xiao Zhihan at all.
However, Hang Sizhou still said flatteringly, "Yes."
The little girl laughed happily.
She leaned against Hang Sizhou's arms, looked up, and looked into his eyes: "Brother Tiantian said that he wants to be a sculptor in the future."
This was quite unexpected for Hang Sizhou.
Tiantian’s two fathers are an internationally renowned pianist and a great music producer.
Despite having such excellent genes, the child's dream has nothing to do with piano.
But on second thought, I feel that it is great to have parents like this who are willing to support my dreams.
At least, he was very envious.
Thinking about this, Hang Sizhou gently pinched the little girl's round cheeks and said, "What about our Hanhan? What does Hanhan want to do in the future?"
Xiao Zhihan blinked his big eyes: "I want to be a pianist."
She stretched out her hand and waved it in the air. "Ever since I saw a photo of my dad playing the piano in high school, I've always wanted to be a pianist like him."
Hang Sizhou frowned slightly.
This was the second time Xiao Zhihan mentioned the photo of him playing the piano.
He was very sure that he had not played the piano since he met Xiao Hang.
As for the short period of high school life that he had no memory of, Jiang Rong also gave a unilateral testimony, saying that he never even went to school again.
So when did Xiao Hang see him playing the piano and take that photo
Outside.
The man hung up the phone.
The door of the cabin is made of glass, and the scene in the living room can be clearly seen from the outside.
The young man held his daughter in his arms, his head slightly lowered, and was talking to the little girl about something.
It must be something very interesting. The little girl's big eyes curved into a pair of small crescents, and her expression was cheerful and lively.
As the little girl waved her arms, the young man also smiled with dimples.
The two of them were swaying back and forth, and their heads were touching from time to time.
This warm and happy scene touched Xiao Hang's heart again and again.
Satisfaction filled my entire chest.
Xiao Hang leaned against the pillar at the door, smiling synchronously as he looked at the father and daughter snuggling together inside.
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[Lu Chenfeng: Sizhou, I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you about something.]
[Lu Chenfeng: I have contacted Jun several times in the past two days, but he has not responded to me. I have asked some friends in the industry, and if Jun is interested in cooperation, he will respond quickly. If not... ]
Although Lu Chenfeng didn't finish his words, he expressed what he wanted to say.
Hang Sizhou held the phone tightly and continued reading.
[Lu Chenfeng: But don't be discouraged. It is undeniable that Jun is a good candidate, but he is not the only one. I later contacted two other teachers, and they are both very interested in working with you.]
“—Crack.”
The bathroom door was pushed open, and Xiao Hang walked out while drying his hair.
Hang Sizhou's eyes flashed, he turned off his phone and lay down.
Soon, Xiao Hang fell asleep beside him.
Xiao Zhihan has fallen asleep.
They were the last to arrive, so naturally they were assigned to the worst room of all.
It’s actually okay to say it’s bad, after all, the main purpose of inviting the program team here is to promote local tourism.
If the house conditions are really too bad, it will scare away many families who watched the show and wanted to come and visit.
It’s just that the room is quite small, and the family of three can only sleep on a 1.8-meter bed.
Hang Sizhou and Xiao Hang were both tall and long-armed, so they had to give up a large area of space to the little girl. When they lay down, their shoulders and feet were almost touching.
Hang Sizhou lay there, looking at the empty roof.
After a whole day, my body was already very tired, but as long as I closed my eyes, the message that Lu Chenfeng had just sent would flash before my eyes.
Although he admitted that he had been mediocre in recent years, he finally found a music creator he liked so much that he wanted to cooperate with him wholeheartedly and even went around trying to learn about his situation.
But unexpectedly—
He actually failed at the first step, and when people saw his name, they didn't even want to pay attention to him.
"What's wrong?"
The man's deep voice sounded beside his ear, "Are you worried about something?"
Hang Sizhou pursed his lips.
Just now, he was afraid that Xiao Hang might notice something, so he immediately lay down and turned off the lights as soon as the man came out.
Unexpectedly, I was discovered.
The feeling of being cared for and concerned about filled my chest, squeezing out the lost part in my heart.
Hang Sizhou couldn't help but speak out his true feelings: "Was I that bad before?"
“Not bad.”
Xiao Hang replied straightforwardly.
Hang Sizhou turned around.
The bed was very small, so the two of them were almost completely touching each other.
The distance between the faces will not exceed ten centimeters.
Their breaths were completely entangled with each other.
"You know what I said is wrong?"
Xiao Hang raised his hand and gently stroked his bangs: "Nothing is wrong."
Faint moonlight leaked in through the window, and the room seemed to be covered with a veil.
The man's voice was gentle, like a soft brush, which calmed his irritability.
But the feeling of being denied is still strong.
Hang Sizhou looked at the face that was so close yet unclear. After a moment, he sighed slightly: "Not bad, but not great either."
"Xiang Jin and Jing Qing both said that Jun is the type of person who would take the initiative to write songs for himself. But now he is unwilling to even reply to my inquiries. I must be the type he least likes."
The man's eyes stayed on his face.
Follow his breathing.
Hang Sizhou turned away and wanted to turn over and go back.
I always thought that he was the last person who wanted to show any sign of weakness in front of Xiao Hang.
Just now, I said all this to Xiao Hang on impulse, which was almost equivalent to showing him my most vulnerable side.
I'm not so impulsive now, but I also feel a little regretful.
As soon as she moved, her hand was held tightly by Xiao Hang.
"Are you sure he just didn't reply to you?"
"Um?"
"Have you asked other people who sent him emails during the same period? Have their emails been responded to?"
"I have no idea."
"Since you haven't investigated it clearly, why do you make such a judgment on yourself?"
Hang Sizhou blinked.
When he saw Lu Chenfeng's message just now, he felt his head buzzing, and all kinds of emotions surged up, his heart was filled with the bitterness of being denied and rejected.
But after Xiao Hang's reminder, his mind immediately calmed down.
He should really ask Lu Chenfeng a few more questions, or at least wait for Jing Qing and Xiang Jin.
Both of them said they would send an email to ask "Jun" for him.
The small flame that was about to go out showed signs of rekindling because of Xiao Hang's words.
He couldn't just give up like that, nor could he just deny himself like that.
Hang Sizhou has listened to all the albums and singles released in recent years many times.
Although he is not particularly outstanding, his vocal conditions and the absolute musicality gained from practicing piano since childhood make him particularly outstanding in expressiveness.
This is also what Lu Chenfeng said before, the reason why he has so many die-hard fans.
He is just a bit of a novice, so he is not that eye-catching in the music industry where everyone is working so hard.
But he's really not bad.
The man stretched out his long arms, half circled his shoulders, and then hugged him in his arms: "Don't think too much."
Hang Sizhou said "hmm".
Being held in his arms, with their chests pressed against each other, the sound of each other's heartbeats was clear to the ears.
For some reason, the words I had just talked with Huang Yang by the lake echoed in my ears.
The unspeakable heat surged out again, and Hang Sizhou licked his lips, wanting Xiao Hang to let go of him a little.
"Juan will write a song for you." Xiao Hang said.
Hang Sizhou raised his head: "Hmm?"
The next moment, his head was pressed down by the man again. Xiao Hang tightened his arms and hugged him tightly.
The sound, like a warm current, passed through his chest and abdomen and slowly entered Hang Sizhou's ears.
"Juan will write a song for you," the man repeated, "I promise."
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