After being betrayed by so-called friends, Shen Yinan gets drunk to drown his sorrows.
He originally wanted to find someone to accompany him, but he dialed the wrong number, leading to an une...
Lin Zhiyi slept like this until night.
When he woke up, Han Xu asked him to wait a moment and then went out.
There was a crackling sound outside.
After a while, he pushed the door open and came in with a bowl of noodles in his hand, which he placed on the bedside table.
"Eat." After he said that, he sat on the sofa beside him, crossed his arms over his chest, and stared at Lin Zhiyi.
Lin Zhiyi took a look at the sticky noodles and determined based on the red and yellow blocks that it was a bowl of tomato and egg noodles.
He was silent for a moment. "You did it?"
"You're dreaming. Why should I cook for you?" Han Xu sneered, "Takeout."
After he finished speaking, he picked up the script lying next to him, held it up to look at it, and picked up a pen to start sketching.
It was just the corner of his eye, staring over from time to time.
Lin Zhiyi: “…”
He pressed his lips together to prevent himself from laughing.
He picked up the bowl and took a sip.
Well, it tastes pretty bad.
Just this taste reminded Lin Zhiyi of the scene when Han Xu cooked for him for the first time a long time ago.
At that time, in the cramped rental house near the university, a tall 20-year-old young man was huddled in the kitchen. Because of the heavy smoke, the smoke alarm kept going off, spraying water all over the room.
I still remember that day when Han Xu bent over, used his body to block a bowl of messy noodles, and handed it to him with his eyes shining.
Such a passionate gaze can turn even a stone into something.
If it weren't for the things that happened later, maybe being with him every day would be like sinking in sweet water.
Memories keep rewinding.
Lin Zhiyi closed his eyes tightly and suppressed the heavy mood in his mind.
He lowered his head and ate the bowl of noodles bit by bit.
Han Xu looked at the other person's unstoppable movements and puffed-up cheeks, loosened his fingers that were tightly gripping the pen a little, and chuckled.
Like a piglet.
He lowered his head to outline the script.
The atmosphere was unusually quiet.
After the meal, Han Xu took away the dishes and chopsticks.
Lin Zhiyi looked at his watch. It was almost ten o'clock. He found his cell phone and replied to some messages.
In a few days, Han Xu will be a guest on a variety show.
Since his debut, Han Xu has rarely participated in variety shows and is considered an actor who is more careful about his reputation.
Although he only participated as a guest for two episodes this time, it was enough to drive fans crazy.
Lin Zhiyi pinched his eyebrows.
Besides being surprised, he felt more uneasy.
The location where the new variety show is recorded is where he grew up.
It is also a place he never wants to go back to in his life.
Why do you suddenly want to go there?
But he never told Han Xu where his hometown was...
As I was thinking about it, the mattress beside me sank a little.
The mobile phone in his hand was snatched away and thrown onto the sofa. Because the movement was too big, the phone fell to the ground and made a loud noise.
Lin Zhiyi subconsciously wanted to get up to get it, but Han Xu held his hand down under him.
"Buy another one if it breaks." Han Xu didn't care.
He stretched out his hand and slid up the hem of her pajamas, his hot breath lingering beside Lin Zhiyi's ear. "You're full, it's my turn, right?"
Lin Zhiyi paused.
The scene of their lips lingering in the afternoon emerged in his mind, and he was a little confused.
He was very sure that Han Xu had not drunk any alcohol and was not sick with a fever, but he was particularly gentle to him.
It was so sudden that he was a little overwhelmed.
"What are you thinking about?"
Han Xu lowered his head and bit his jaw, his words unclear, "Take it off yourself, I'll do it for you..."
Lin Zhiyi closed his eyes and let the other party do what he wanted.
That's fine too.
Before you leave, get closer.
Separation wouldn't be so painful.
He raised his hand, took the initiative to hook it around the other person's neck, and leaned in...
…
Friday night.
After getting off work, Shen Yinan drove to Shen’s house.
I haven't been home for a while, and it seems like the house is a lot more lively.
In the garage, in addition to the business cars commonly used by the family and Shen Yuzhen's several sports cars, there was another car.
Shen Yinan frowned slightly. Today was supposed to be a family dinner, so why were there other people here?
Shen Zhongcheng has been away for several days and there has been no news. Logically, he would not bring his mistress back.
"You're here? When will your husband arrive?" Chi Xingyao asked on the other end of the phone while biting potato chips.
Shen Yinan was too lazy to correct her name of “husband”: “Xue Du’s meeting was a little late, so he asked me to come over first.”
"Okay, I'm hanging up now. Don't forget to change your clothes and look trendy." Chi Xingyao thought for a moment and then reminded him worriedly, "Also, if they want to bully you, ask your husband to back you up! Withdrawal warning! Warning of cold weather and sinking! Warning of commercial suppression!"
"I know, definitely. Don't worry."
When Shen Yinan hung up the phone, he was still thinking that his sister was becoming more and more like an elder.
I don't know if it was infected by my elder brother...
When he reached the door, he saw the housekeeper scolding several servants in a low voice: "How could I not know that it was Madam who brought them here? You should know who pays our wages, those people..."
The servant responded timidly, and when he turned around and saw Shen Yinan standing there, he was so scared that he almost jumped up.
"Master!" the servant called out, looking a little flustered. "Are you back so soon?"
Shen Yinan nodded, and just as he was about to go in, he was stopped by the housekeeper.
"Young Master, uh... some things inside have not been arranged yet. How about... you go to the garden and rest for a while?" The butler looked embarrassed.
Ana Shen asked, “Did I disturb anyone? Are there guests at home?”
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