Chapter 8

He Xuan nodded: "So, grow up quickly and become an adult, and live the life you want."

Yan Huai held the script tightly in his hand. It was a pity that they didn't even get to see them grow up.

After work, Yan Huai was silent on the way home. Shang Zhier knew that he was now immersed in the role, completely feeling everything about Xiang Shui. The process was painful and torturous.

Towards the middle of the filming, Yan Huai's emotions became more and more in place, and he could basically get it done in one take, occasionally cooperating with He Xuan for reshoots. The way he looked at people was emotionless, like a pool of stagnant water.

Many fans who came to visit the set posted on Weibo, and moss quickly became a hot topic.

Yan Huai plays the depressed character Xiang Shui.

He Xuan and Xiang Shui partner in a same-sex themed film.

He Xuan is very bold.

Moss turns the fake into real.

He Xuan and Xiang Shui are lovers.

Words like these that have absolutely nothing to do with each other dominated the hot search list.

"Holy crap!" He Xuan stared with his eyes wide open while holding his phone. "What the hell is this! Who made this trending search?"

Yan Huai stared at the entry, a little speechless. "It's not too late to promote it after it's released. If we release it now, we won't be able to watch it."

"These marketing accounts are spreading rumors." He Xuan sighed and suddenly shouted, "What! Paparazzi photographed He Xuan and Yan Huai staying in the same hotel late at night! Oh my God!"

"Half of the crew members are staying in that hotel, okay?" Yan Huai held his forehead.

He and He Xuan were discussing posting a blog to clarify the matter when Ye Xiaoming called. "The company spent money to remove the trending search. Don't respond yet. Post it tonight. I don't care if the trending search is real or not. Don't go back to the hotel together."

"Fake," Yan Huai said, "Iron man, okay?"

Ye Xiaoming paused. "Yuan Meng said you've been getting close to Shang Zhier lately. It's good to get resources, but don't get too close. What if someone gets jealous and tries to mess with you? Can you handle it?"

Yan Huai put the phone away and said perfunctorily, "I understand."

During the next filming, Yan Huai got stuck again. He knew the ending in advance and was so immersed in the sad story that he couldn't act out the happy time that Xiang Shui and Zhao Yan spent together.

To make matters worse, he began to suffer from insomnia and drank to sleep every night.

Shang Zhier stared down at his face and snatched his wine glass away, "Don't drink."

Yan Huai was not angry either. He lay on the carpet and closed his eyes: "Shang Zhier."

"Yeah." Shang Zhier was cleaning up the garbage on the table.

"Let's not use the backs of our hands," Yan Huai took a deep breath, "let's just kiss."

Shang Zhier looked up at him in surprise: "You've had too much to drink."

"I'm wide awake now." Yan Huai slowly sat up and took Shang Zhier's hand. "Do you dare?"

Shang Zhier didn't say anything and didn't move.

Yan Huai laughed: "That brat He Xuan said you like me, hahahaha, he really has wild ideas."

Shang Zhier was stunned for a moment. How did He Xuan know that?

Before he could continue analyzing where he had given himself away, Yan Huai grabbed his hand, pushed him against the wall, pinched his chin, and forced him to look into his eyes.

Shang Zhier had every ability to break free from a drunk man, but he just didn't want to.

Shang Zhier stared at Yan Huai's affectionate peach blossom eyes in a trance.

Yan Huai leaned close to his ear, and his voice rang in his ear.

"Shang Zhier, do you really like me?"

Shang Zhier's pupils suddenly shrank and his heart skipped a beat.

Is the love that has not been expressed in ten years finally going to see the light of day?

She was naked in front of Yan Huai, waiting for him to look back on those green years and find that there was someone who had been loving him silently, not liking him but loving him.

Yan Huai didn't wait for an answer and tapped his lips with his index finger.

Yan Huai hugged Shang Zhier's neck, bit his lips lightly, and inserted his tongue into the gap between his lips, frantically plundering his territory. Everything here and there belonged to him, Yan Huai.

Shang Zhi kissed him twenty times.

Yan Huai let go of his hand, breathing slightly. He felt uncomfortable with the kiss, so he reached out and took off Shang Zhier's glasses and threw them on the carpet, then continued to bite him.

Then he felt something was separating him.

Yan Huai looked down and saw that Shang Zhier had a reaction in a certain part of his body.

Shang Zhier panted and told him not to look.

Yan Huai also realized that he had gone too far. Shang Zhier picked up his coat and hurriedly left his room.

In the bathroom, Shang Zhier quickly finished his work, with the water from the shower washing over his body.

After calming down, he realized that he had been tricked by Yan Huai.

She only asked him if he liked him, but didn't say that Yan Huai liked him.

Thinking of this, Shang Zhier was a little angry. He knew that Yan Huai only treated him as a tool, kissing him and running away, and leaving him alone after teasing him.

Damn it, but he was completely bewitched by Yan Huai.

Even if Yan Huai asked him to pick stars and moons from the sky now, he would find a way to make it happen.

But what does he mean to Yan Huai?

The next day, when heading to the set, Shang Zhier stared at Yan Huai in the elevator, who looked no different than usual, and said, "What's our relationship?"

Yan Huai knew that playing dumb was useless, "It can be considered... a relationship where we've kissed."

Shang Zhier lowered his head and sulked. Was he too greedy? He just wanted a name, wasn't it just a kiss? He couldn't even be considered a lover.

On the set, He Xuan and Yan Huai finished filming their first scene. Shang Zhier walked up to He Xuan and said, "Let's talk."

He Xuan was startled. Yan Huai bought him so quickly?

He approached Shang Zhier guiltily: "What's the matter?"

"What did you talk about with Yan Huai?" Shang Zhier went straight to the point.

He Xuan: "I didn't say anything, I just thought you two had a good relationship."

"Is that all?" Shang Zhier asked.

"Um."

Only after Shang Zhier left did He Xuan dare to breathe deeply.

He was terrified when he recalled his conversation with Yan Huai, and regretted what he had said.

"Actually," Yan Huai yawned, "I think Shang Zhier and I get along a little strangely."

He Xuan: "What's so strange?"

"I can't explain it," Yan Huai continued, "I gave him a watch when I was in school. I didn't even remember it, but he's still wearing it."

He Xuan's imagination was full of excitement: "He wouldn't have a crush on you, would he?"

"How is that possible?" Yan Huai waved his hands.

"Think about the same-sex script written by Shang Zhier," He Xuan said, "and then think about whether this is like a secret love you've had for years but haven't dared to say out loud."

Although he spoke unintentionally, the listener took it seriously, and Yan Huai was thinking seriously.

So there was that forced kiss last night.

He Xuan felt a chill on his back. He sneezed and went back to filming.

Zhao Yan no longer took Xiang Shui to places of fun. Time flew by and Xiang Shui soon had his second mock exam.

The second mock exam result was excellent, ensuring a guaranteed spot in the top tier. Xiang Zhang and Zheng Fang, upon learning the results, remarked, "Isn't this as it should be?" Xiang Shui and Zhao Yan stayed in Zhao Yan's shabby little room, even buying a durian to celebrate.

Xiang Shui hugged Zhao Yan, staring at the TV screen, and suddenly said, "I want to be on top."

Zhao Yan refused without even thinking, "No."

"I want to possess you just like you want to possess me." Xiang Shui looked into his eyes.

When he said this, Zhao Yan couldn't refuse and nodded in acquiescence to his action.

When Xiang Shui came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, Zhao Yan was naked from the waist up, with kiss marks on his body. Zhao Yan broke open the durian, held the flesh to Xiang Shui's mouth, and said, "Try it."

"No." Xiang Shui, "I don't like it."

"Try."

At Zhao Yan's strong request, Xiang Shui took a small bite and found it unexpectedly delicious and sweet.

Zhao Yan looked up at him: "Is it delicious?"

Nodding to the water: "Delicious."

"Have another piece."

Xiang Shui held the durian in his hands and thought, it turned out that he didn't hate eating durian, he just said he didn't like it because he had never eaten durian, for the sake of so-called self-esteem.

Yan Huai took a bunch of durians and went looking for Shang Zhier on the set. After not seeing him for a long time, he had to eat it himself.

After finishing work, he asked the driver to stop the car and wait for more than ten minutes before he learned from others that Shang Zhier had returned to the hotel early in the morning.

Yan Huai remained calm and said, "Let's go."

After returning to the hotel, he walked straight to Shang Zhier's room and knocked on the door.

"You..." Shang Zhier didn't finish his words. As soon as he opened the door, Yan Huai rushed over and closed the door.

Yan Huai took off his glasses without any hesitation and kissed him. In a panic, he bumped into the light switch and everything in front of him was dark. In the darkness, all his senses were magnified infinitely. The sound of panting and the friction of clothes stirred Shang Zhier's heart all the time.

Shang Zhier pushed him away and said, "Stop messing around."

"Why did you leave immediately?" Yan Huai said hurriedly, "I waited for you for more than ten minutes."

Shang Zhier thought about Yan Huai saying that they had only kissed before, so he just gave in and said, "If you want to leave, just leave."

When someone approaches you, you hesitate to accept him.

I ignore you, and you feel itchy.

Yan Huai was so angry that he moved forward and was about to continue kissing him. Shang Zhier leaned back and said, "Stop kissing."

"I'll kiss you if I want to!" Yan Huai said viciously.

Okay, if you want to leave, then leave. Then I will kiss you if I want to. No one should interfere with anyone else.

Yan Huai was not as tall as Shang Zhier. He was too tired to chase after the kiss with his head raised. He was annoyed: "Lower your head."

Shang Zhier obediently lowered his head and continued the long kiss with him.

Yan Huai hugged him tightly and breathed deeply. Shang Zhier rubbed his hair and kissed him on the forehead.

Just when Shang Zhier was about to say something, Yan Huai let go of his hand, opened the door and walked out.

He was left alone in the room dumbfounded.

Just kiss and leave?

Shang Zhier was a little speechless. He silently reached out and touched his lips to feel the remaining warmth.

The next day, something went wrong with the filming.

Something had happened to the investors, the funding chain was broken, and important later scenes couldn't be filmed. Lu Zheng stared at the white snow, chain-smoking. Aside from the two leads, the director, assistant director, and screenwriter, no one knew. He didn't want the news to leak out in advance.

"Filming hours can be extended," Yan Huai said. "I can sleep only a few hours a day."

He Xuan: "Me too."

The assistant director shook his head. "Those extras and photographers need to be paid for their overtime work, and adding in the midnight snacks also adds up to a considerable expense."

Lu Zheng sighed: "Let's continue filming today. I'll figure out a way to get the money. If that doesn't work, I'll just sell my house and car."

The two leading actors continued filming with great concern, fearing that the film would not be finished and released, and wondering whether Lu Zheng could attract investment.

Yan Huai kept coughing during the filming. He Xuan looked at him worriedly: "Let's not film today, okay? Your temperature is so high, you must have a fever."

"Keep going." Yan Huai shook his head. "Shoot as many times as you can. Don't spend four or five days on one scene like before."

Yan Huai stood up unsteadily.

"Bang!"

With a sound, assistants and staff ran to Yan Huai.

"Oh no, Yan Huai fainted!"