Again

I moved my fingers, and he was probably woken up by me. His breathing paused on the top of my head, and he tightened his arms and pulled me closer to him.

"woke up?"

I buried my face in his chest and hummed. The memory of last night had not yet fully returned. I only remembered that he turned me over and kissed me on the forehead.

Thinking of this, I subconsciously shrank into his arms, trying to hide myself better.

Zhao Yin chuckled, his hand sliding up my back. "Weren't you quite bold last night? Why are you hiding now?"

I suddenly looked up and glared at him, but saw a smile in his eyes.

"Who's hiding?" I said stubbornly, reaching out to push his chest, but he grabbed my wrist and pressed it on the pillow.

He leaned over.

"You didn't hide?" He raised an eyebrow and rubbed my wrist lightly with his thumb. The skin there was sensitive and I couldn't help but shudder. I tried to withdraw my hand but he held it tighter. "Then who was that person who just snuck into my arms?"

"The quilt slipped!" I made up a lame excuse, my eyes drifting to the ceiling, not daring to look at him.

The way I took the initiative to sit on his legs last night, and the embarrassment when I said "I want to be on top", all flooded into my mind at this moment.

Zhao Yin didn't expose me, but just lowered his head and kissed my wrist lightly.

He looked at me like this, reached out and brushed my hair aside, and said in a softer voice, "Does your waist still hurt?"

Speaking of my waist, I realized belatedly that it was still a little sore, but it was much better than last night.

I shook my head and was about to say, "It doesn't hurt anymore," but then I remembered how he rubbed my waist last night. I changed my words and said, "A little bit, but much less than yesterday."

Hearing this, he immediately moved his hands to my lower back and began to massage it gently through my pajamas.

He controlled the strength just right, not too light or too heavy, just enough to massage my stiff muscles. It was so comfortable that I couldn't help but hum and leaned closer to his arms.

"Don't be so impatient next time." There was a hint of helplessness in his voice, and his fingers gently pinched my waist. "If it hurts, just tell me, don't force it."

I nodded and buried my face in his chest, listening to his steady heartbeat and feeling my whole body soften.

After a while, I remembered the unfinished script from last night and looked up at him: "Brother Yin, do we still need to rehearse our lines today?"

"No rush." ​​He bent down and kissed the top of my head, his hand still gently rubbing my waist. "I don't have work today, so you can sleep as long as you want. You can review the lines in the afternoon."

I said "Oh" and shrank into his arms again.

In fact, I would rather just lie there with him, doing nothing, just leaning against each other quietly.

This feeling is very wonderful. When I was alone with him before, I was always so nervous that my palms sweated and I couldn't even speak clearly. But now, leaning in his arms, I feel extremely safe and even my breathing has become steady.

I don’t know how long after, but I heard my stomach growl. I was so embarrassed that I immediately covered my stomach and buried my face in his chest, not daring to look up.

Zhao Yin chuckled and reached out to pinch my face: "Are you hungry?"

I nodded, my voice muffled: "Yeah."

He threw back the quilt and sat up. He reached out and pulled me up as well, straightening my wrinkled pajamas. “I’m going to make breakfast. Do you want to lie down for a while, or come with me to the kitchen?”

Without thinking, I said, "I'll go with you."

He smiled and ruffled my hair, then took my hand and walked towards the kitchen.

When we got to the kitchen, he asked me to sit on the dining chair and he went to get the ingredients from the refrigerator.

I looked at his busy back and suddenly remembered seeing him cooking on a variety show.

At that time, he was making seafood porridge in "Slow House by the Sea". His technique was so skillful that he didn't look like a top star. At that time, I even posted a message on my second account, "Brother Yin is so handsome when he cooks." Now that I think about it, I must have been attracted to him at that time. No, it was even earlier!

"What are you thinking about?" Zhao Yin suddenly turned around and looked at me, holding two eggs in his hand, with a hint of confusion in his eyes.

I came to my senses and quickly shook my head: "Nothing, just thinking about what to eat today."

He raised an eyebrow, but didn't ask any further questions. He just put the eggs on the chopping board and turned to get the milk: "I'll make you fried eggs and milk oatmeal, okay?"

"Okay." I nodded, staring at his back. I couldn't help but take out my phone and secretly took a picture of him cooking.

I looked at the photo and couldn't help but smile. I swiped my finger across the screen and set the photo as my phone wallpaper.

In the past, my wallpapers were either script lines or landscape photos, and there were never any photos of other people. But now, my phone is full of his photos, including pictures of him cooking, reading scripts, and hugging me.

"What are you looking at? You're smiling so happily?" Zhao Yin came over with a fried egg, put it on the plate in front of me, and reached out to pinch my face.

I quickly put my phone away and shook my head: "Nothing, I just think the fried eggs smell good."

He didn't expose me, but just put the oatmeal with milk in front of me, sat opposite me and watched me eat.

I picked up the fork and ate the fried eggs in small bites. Occasionally I looked up at him and found that he was staring at me with tenderness in his eyes, which made my heart beat faster again.

"Why aren't you eating?" I put down my fork and looked at the untouched breakfast in front of him.

"You eat first." He smiled and reached out to wipe the egg yolk from the corner of my mouth. "Eat slowly, no one will snatch it from you."

I nodded and continued to eat in small bites.

After breakfast, Zhao Yin cleaned up the dishes and I sat on the sofa in the living room reading the script.

In fact, I didn't pay any attention to it. My eyes always glanced towards the kitchen unconsciously. Looking at his busy back, I felt sweet in my heart.

After a while, Zhao Yin came out after clearing the dishes, sat down next to me, and put his arm around me. “Did you see that?”

I shook my head, put the script aside, and leaned into his arms: "I didn't read it, I always wanted to see you."

He chuckled, reached out and pinched my face, then bent down and kissed my lips: "Then let's not read the script. I'll take you out for a walk this afternoon, okay?"

"Okay!" I nodded immediately, my eyes lighting up.

It's been a while since I've been with him, and we haven't gone out shopping. We always stay at home, either rehearsing our lines or just huddling together and staring blankly like we are now, either working or not.

He looked at my excitement and ruffled my hair: "Where do you want to go?"

"I'm fine with anything, as long as I go with you." I leaned in his arms and looked up at him, "Brother Yin, where do you want to go?"

He bent down and kissed my forehead: "Wherever you want to go, we will go there."

I smiled and nodded, burying my face in his arms.

Actually, it doesn’t matter where we go. As long as I can be with him, even if it’s just a walk on the side of the road, I will feel very happy.

After a while, I remembered what I hadn't asked last night, and looked up at him: "Brother Yin, tell me again, when did you start to like me?"

He was stunned for a moment, then realized what I was asking. He reached out and hugged me tighter, his voice tinged with nostalgia: "It was five years ago, when I first saw you at the awards ceremony."

He smiled and pinched my face. "That time, you were lost backstage, running around like a kitten that couldn't find its home, and that's when I noticed you. Later, I ran into you at a few more events. Every time I saw you, I thought you were so cute, and slowly I kept you in my heart."

I listened to his words, which were a little different from last time. My heart beat faster and faster. I put my arms around his waist and buried my face in his arms. "Then why didn't you tell me earlier? I thought you always treated me as your junior."

He smiled helplessly and reached out to ruffle my hair. "You were still young at that time, and I was afraid of scaring you, so I never told you. Later, when I saw the messages you posted on your smurf account, I realized that you liked me too. That's when I dared to slowly approach you."

I looked up at him, "Brother Yin..."

He nodded and reached out to wipe the tears from my eyes. "Yeah, I knew it. At that time, I even paid special attention to you. I read your posts every day. Seeing you gradually like me, I was very happy."

As I listened to his words, my heart felt like it was filled with honey. I put my arms around his neck, pulled him towards me, and kissed his lips.

He was stunned for a moment, then took the initiative and deepened the kiss.

I don't know how long it was before we separated.

"Do you still doubt that I don't like you?"

I shook my head and buried my face in his arms: "No doubt about it, Brother Yin, I like you so much."

He bent down and kissed the top of my head, his voice soft: "I like you too, Wenxi, very much."

I think this is probably the happiness I have always wanted. With him by my side, I feel at ease no matter what I do.

After a while, I remembered that I was going out shopping in the afternoon, so I looked up at him and said, "Brother Yin, how about we go shopping in the mall this afternoon? I want to buy some new clothes."

"Okay." He smiled and nodded, reaching out to ruffle my hair. "We can go wherever you want to go."

I smiled happily and leaned closer into his arms.

Actually, I didn’t really want to buy clothes. I just wanted to be like an ordinary couple with him, go shopping hand in hand in the mall, eat at street stalls, and enjoy our time.

I used to envy others for being able to go shopping and eat with the person they loved, but now I can finally have such happiness.

And the person who gave me this happiness was Zhao Yin, whom I had liked for five years.

He is the top star that I want to spend my life with.

"Should I wear a mask or a hat when I go shopping in the mall this afternoon? What if I get recognized?"

"Don't worry, I asked my assistant to book a private passage, so no one will disturb us." He paused and looked down at me. "If you don't want to be recognized, we will wear it. It's all up to you."

I felt sweet inside and nodded and said, "Wear it, it will make you more comfortable this way." In fact, I would rather walk hand in hand with him in the mall like an ordinary couple, without having to care about other people's eyes. But then I thought, we haven't made it official yet, and if we were photographed, it would inevitably cause an uproar, so it's better to be careful.

He said "hmm" and took my hand to the bedroom to change clothes. I glanced at a familiar small box on the shoe cabinet.

"Still keeping it?" Zhao Yin came over, hugged me gently from behind, and rested his chin on the top of my head.

I nodded and gently touched the outer shell of the night light: "Of course I have to keep it. This is the first gift you gave me." In fact, there is also the ointment he gave me later and the sun protection sleeves he used to bandage my wound. I kept them all in the drawer, like treasures.

He chuckled, "There will be more gifts in the future."

When changing clothes, I deliberately picked a light gray hooded sweatshirt and paired it with jeans, which looked low-key and casual.

Zhao Yin wore a black sweatshirt with a dark coat on the outside. The two of them stood in front of the mirror, looking like an ordinary couple outfit.

I couldn't help but take out my cell phone and take a photo in front of the mirror. In the photo, Zhao Yin was bending down to help me adjust the hood of my sweatshirt.

"Taking pictures again?" He looked up and happened to face the camera.

I quickly put my phone away: "I just think... the clothes look nice."

He didn't expose me: "Let's go, if we don't leave now, there will be a queue at the milk tea shop in the mall."

My eyes lit up and I immediately pulled him out: "How did you know I wanted to drink milk tea?"

"I guessed it." He smiled and helped me open the car door. After I got in, he walked around to the driver's seat.

In fact, I know that he was not guessing, he just remembered all my preferences in his heart, just like in the variety show, he remembered that I was afraid of the dark and hot, and that I liked to eat mangoes.

The car was driving on the road. I leaned in the passenger seat, looking at the scenery passing by outside the window, and couldn't help but turn my head to look at Zhao Yin.

"What are you thinking about?" He suddenly turned to look at me with a puzzled look in his eyes.

I came to my senses and quickly shook my head: "Nothing, I just think the weather is really nice today."

He raised an eyebrow, didn't ask any further questions, but reached out and held my hand.

His hands were very warm, and the warmth from his palms came through his fingertips, making me feel unusually secure.

When we arrived at the mall, Zhao Yin's assistant was already waiting for us in the private passage.

He handed us two black masks and hats and whispered, "There aren't many people inside. I've already informed the mall. Feel free to contact me if you need anything."

Zhao Yin nodded, took the mask and hat, helped me put them on, and adjusted my hat.

Seeing how serious he was, I couldn't help but reach out to help him adjust the strap of his mask.

After entering the mall, I held Zhao Yin's hand and looked around like a curious child.

Actually, I didn’t want to buy anything. I just wanted to go shopping with him and experience the life of an ordinary couple.

We first went to a clothing store. I picked up a light blue shirt, tried it on myself, and turned to Zhao Yin and asked, "Does it look good?"

He nodded, reached out to help me take off the shirt, and handed it to me: "Try it?"

I took the shirt and went into the fitting room.

Actually, I was a little nervous. This was my first time shopping for clothes with him. I wondered if he would think this shirt didn't look good on me.

After trying on the clothes, I stood in front of the mirror and looked at him a little embarrassedly: "Does it make me look a little fat?"

He walked over and gently hugged me from behind, resting his chin on my shoulder. His eyes fell on me in the mirror: "You're not fat, you look very good." After a pause, he added, "You look better than the white shirt I saw you wearing last time."

I couldn't help but turn around and hug him: "So we bought it?"

"Okay." He smiled, helped me take off my shirt, and handed it to the clerk, "Wrap it up."

After walking around for a while, I felt thirsty, so I dragged Zhao Yin to a milk tea shop. I ordered a pearl milk tea with double the pearls, while Zhao Yin ordered a sugar-free green tea.

While waiting for milk tea, I leaned next to him and saw him looking down at his phone. I couldn't help but reach out and poke his arm: "Brother Yin, what are you looking at?"

He looked up and handed me his phone: "Watch the 'Xi You Yin' CP video made by fans."

I took the phone and saw clips of our interaction in "Slow House by the Sea" playing on the screen, including him rubbing my waist, handing me ointment, and us going to the beach together.

The background music of the video is a gentle love song, which matches our interaction: "Why are you still watching this?"

He smiled and said, "Look at how you looked before. You were very cute."

After the milk tea was ready, I took the pearl milk tea and took a big sip. The pearls were chewy and just the right amount of sweetness.

Zhao Yin looked at me with a satisfied expression and said, "Drink slowly. No one is going to snatch it from you."

I nodded and took another sip. Suddenly, I remembered how he helped me cool down the seafood porridge in the variety show. I couldn't help but say, "Brother Yin, are you so nice to everyone?"

He was stunned for a moment, then realized what I was asking and reached out to pinch my face: "What do you think?"

I lowered my head, looked at the milk tea in my hand, and whispered, "I don't know." In fact, I was a little scared. I was afraid that his kindness to me was just his care for the younger generation, and I was afraid that he would be as good to others as he was to me.

He didn't say anything, but just stretched out his hand to hold me in his arms, resting his chin on the top of my head, and said in a very soft voice: "Wenxi, I am only this good to you."

My heart warmed up and I looked up at him, "Really?"

"Really." He nodded and reached out to wipe the tears from the corners of my eyes. "It was like this before, it is like this now, and it will be like this in the future."

By the afternoon, I was a little tired after shopping, so Zhao Yin suggested we go to the cinema upstairs to watch a movie.

We chose a romantic movie that had just been released. There were not many people in the cinema and we sat in the last row. In the darkness, he quietly held my hand, and the warmth of his palm passed through his fingertips, making me feel unusually at ease.

Halfway through the movie, I leaned on his shoulder, feeling a little sleepy, my eyelids drooping uncontrollably. He noticed my sleepiness and reached out to pull me closer to him, making me feel more comfortable. He lowered his voice and said, "If you're sleepy, take a nap. I'll call you when it's over."

I nodded, closed my eyes, leaned into his arms, listened to his steady heartbeat, and soon fell asleep. I don't know how long it was before he gently woke me up. The movie was over and most people in the theater had left. He helped me tidy up my clothes and took my hand as we walked out: "Are you hungry? I'll take you to eat your favorite mango dessert."

My eyes lit up and I nodded immediately: "Okay!"

Mango Dessert Shop was near the mall, and when we walked over, it was empty. I ordered a mango pancake, and Zhao Yin ordered a mango sago. While waiting for dessert, I looked at him and couldn't help but say, "Brother Yin, I have something to tell you."

He looked up, his eyes a little puzzled: "What's the matter?"

I took a deep breath and mustered up the courage to say, "Five years ago, I fell in love with you the first time I saw you at an awards ceremony. Back then, I was still a newbie and didn't dare get close to you. I could only watch you from afar. Later, I posted a lot of Weibo posts about you on my second account, and every time I saw you, I felt very happy."

He was stunned for a moment, then realized what I was saying. He reached out and held my hand. The warmth from his palm passed through his fingertips, making me feel incredibly at ease. “I know.”

"You knew?" I looked up at him in surprise, my eyes wide open.

He nodded, his eyes full of smiles: "I knew it from the moment you posted your first Weibo about me. At that time, I even paid special attention to you, reading your posts every day. Seeing you like me little by little, I was very happy."

As I listened to his words, my heart felt like it was filled with honey, a sickly sweetness. I reached out to hug his neck, pulled him toward me, and kissed him on the lips. He froze for a moment, then took control, deepening the kiss. His kiss was gentle, a touch cautious, as if he were protecting a treasure, and I couldn't help but lean closer to him.

I don't know how long it took before we separated. I leaned in his arms, my breathing a little rapid, my cheeks hot. He reached out and pinched my face, his eyes full of smiles: "Are you still afraid that I don't like you?"

I shook my head and buried my face in his arms: "Don't be afraid, Brother Yin, I like you so much."

He bent down and kissed the top of my head, his voice soft: "I like you too, Wenxi, very much."

"Brother Yin, I'm so happy today."

He nodded, stretched out his hand and pulled me towards him, avoiding passers-by: "I will make you happy every day from now on."

When I got home, I was so tired that I collapsed on the sofa and didn't want to move. Zhao Yin came over, picked me up, and walked to the bedroom: "Go take a shower first, then go to bed."

When I was taking a bath, he was worried that my waist would feel uncomfortable, so he specially filled the bathtub with hot water and added some bath salts.

I soaked in the tub and felt all my tiredness melt away.

After taking a shower, I walked out of the bathroom wearing Zhao Yin's loose pajamas.

He was sitting on the edge of the bed, holding a hair dryer. When he saw me come out, he immediately waved me over: "Come here, I'll help you blow dry your hair."

I walked over and sat on the stool in front of him. He picked up the hair dryer and the warm wind blew through my hair, bringing a comfortable temperature.

His fingers gently ran through my hair, and I couldn't help but close my eyes and lean against his legs.

"Brother Yin," I suddenly said, my voice a little unclear, "Do you think I'm clingy?"

He paused, looked down at me, and said, "No, I like it."

The sound of the hair dryer gradually stopped. He helped me comb my hair, picked me up and put me on the bed.

I leaned in his arms, closed my eyes, listened to his steady heartbeat, and felt surrounded by happiness.

He bent down and kissed my forehead.

I buried my face in his arms: "Okay." In fact, I was ready for it. Zhao Yin is mine and I am his.

I shrank into his arms and whispered, "Good night, Yin Ge."

"Good night, Wenxi."

I closed my eyes and fell asleep quickly.

In my dream, I returned to the award ceremony five years ago. Zhao Yin stood on the stage, like an unreachable star. But this time, he walked towards me, reached out and held my hand, and said, "I like you, Wenxi."

I couldn't help but reach out, "Awake?"

I nodded and buried my face in his arms: "Well, Brother Yin, I had a dream."

"What dream?" He reached out and ruffled my hair, his voice a little hoarse as if he had just woken up.

I looked up at him with a hint of smile in my eyes: "I dreamed of the award ceremony five years ago. You walked towards me and said you liked me."

He was stunned for a moment, then reacted, reached out and pinched my face, his eyes full of smiles: "That was not a dream, from now on, I will tell you every day that I like you."

After a while, I remembered that I had to audition for the new play "Qian Qiu 2 Reply" today, and quickly sat up in bed: "Oh no, I have an audition today, I'm going to be late!"

Zhao Yin also sat up and reached out to help me adjust the collar of my pajamas: "Don't worry, I'll take you there."

I nodded, quickly got out of bed and went to the bathroom to wash up.

By the time I finished cleaning up, Zhao Yin had already prepared breakfast: my favorite fried eggs and oatmeal with milk. I sat at the dining table, quickly eating my breakfast. Zhao Yin sat across from me, occasionally wiping the egg yolk from the corner of my mouth, her eyes full of tenderness.

After breakfast, we hurried to the set. On the way, I was a little nervous and couldn't help but grab Zhao Yin's hand: "Brother Yin, do you think I can pass the audition?"

He held my hand and patted it gently: "Don't worry, you are so outstanding, you will definitely succeed."

When I arrived at the crew, the auditions had just started.

The role I auditioned for was a gentle yet tough scholar who had a love affair with the immortal played by Zhao Yin that spanned thousands of years. As I looked at the script, I remembered how Zhao Yin helped me rehearse the lines last night, and I suddenly felt more confident.

The audition went smoothly. The director was very satisfied with my performance and cast me in the role on the spot.

When I walked out of the audition room, I saw Zhao Yin standing in the corridor waiting for me. He saw me and immediately came over: "How is it?"

I nodded, with a little excitement in my eyes: "Success!"

He smiled, reached out and picked me up, spinning me around: "I knew you could do it."

In the evening, we went out for a celebratory meal together.

While eating, I thought about the role I auditioned for today and couldn’t help but say, “Brother Yin, we can film together again in the future.”

He nodded and reached out to help me pick up a piece of meat: "Well, I can see you every day from now on."

Wen Xi: "Zhao Yin, I love you."

Zhao Yin: "Huh? What?"

Wen Xi: "I said, I want you to be with me for the rest of my life."

Zhao Yin: "Of course."