Xu Yan felt inexplicably guilty. The bruises on his waist were traces of wire hanging, not caused by others. But he was still afraid that Liang Yisheng would be unhappy if he saw them. Xu Yan waited for a while and reached out his hand again, trying to put his clothes down.

This time Liang Yisheng did not stop him.

Xu Yan tugged at his hand: "Do you want to take a shower?"

Liang Yisheng held Xu Yan's wrist with his backhand: "Come with me." Xu

Yan did not feel too ashamed about taking off his clothes in front of his lover and taking a shower together. Although he was thin and his muscles were only a thin layer compared to Liang Yisheng's, which seemed to be too thin, he did not feel inferior or embarrassed in this regard. He

took off his clothes openly and went in to adjust the water temperature. Although taking a shower in summer is fast, it is also stuffy. The exhaust fan was "whooshing" and could barely bring in a little fresh air. The glass door of the partition was soon covered with a layer of white gauze by the steam. Liang Yisheng stood outside the partition to take off his clothes. Xu Yan could only see a blurry figure, and his hearing was affected by the sound of the exhaust fan and the shower.

"Hmm?" Xu Yan raised his voice. He just heard Liang Yisheng seemed to ask him something.

The person outside the door opened the glass door of the partition and was instantly wrapped in steam.

Liang Yisheng stretched out his hand to test the temperature under the water flow, raised his arm to take down the shower, and poured hot water on Xu Yan's back. He stared at Xu Yan's waist, making Xu Yan want to cover his waist with his hands. Then he asked again, "Are you happy filming?"

"Happy." Xu Yan thought about it carefully before answering, "Actually, I have also thought about what kind of life I would live now if I hadn't insisted on becoming an actor... I am not the type to start my own business. I would definitely work for others. If everything goes well at the age of 27, I might have become a small leader in a company, with a big leader above me and some employees under me. I live the same life every day, going from the company to home."

Liang Yisheng listened without saying anything. He held the showerhead in one hand and poured water on Xu Yan's body, and gently stroked with the other hand, from shoulders to thighs. Occasionally, Xu Yan felt hot after being drenched in one place for a long time, and would turn his body away.

"But if you look at it this way, this is actually the life of most people. To be honest, my parents want me to live this kind of life. If it weren't for my poor hearing, they would definitely want me to be a teacher." Xu Yan smiled, raised his hand to grab the showerhead in Liang Yisheng's hand, and poured it on his chest, "Teacher Liang, are you taking a bath or watering the flowers?"

Xu Yan is very white. Cheng Xinlu should want to do something in fashion. If an artist is successful in fashion resources, the road ahead will be much easier. It is a bit difficult to achieve fashion perfection with short sleeves, so Xu Yan often wears long sleeves or even coats in summer, and it is difficult to get a tan.

Once the clothes are taken off, the purple patch on his waist will only appear more obvious, just like a stroke of purple ink on white jade.

The showerhead suddenly fell to the ground, and the sound of the collision was muffled. The water pressure was not that high, and the spray of water only reached the knees of the two people. Xu Yan leaned his back against the cool white tiles, and his lips were full of water droplets, and so were Liang Yisheng's. An ungentlemanly kiss swallowed all the water droplets into his stomach.

Xu Yan glanced at the showerhead lying on the ground distractedly. It was hotel stuff, and he would have to pay for it if it was broken. Just like this, Liang Yisheng lifted his chin up and forced him to look at the person he was kissing. The mist was hazy, and Liang Yisheng's short hair seemed a little long after being wet, sticking to his forehead.

The two of them were kissing naked like this, and any reaction would be discovered in an instant. Xu Yan was a little embarrassed. Hot water kept running down his knees, and the rest of his body was left exposed. The more he exposed himself, the clearer it became that he was not wearing any clothes.

"...I have to film tomorrow." Xu Yan reached out and gently pushed Liang Yisheng, then bent over to pick up the showerhead that had been lying on the floor for a long time. His mind was a little confused when he bent down. It was normal for the brain to temporarily shut down when kissing in a bathroom, an environment that was already lacking in oxygen. After he bent down, his lips seemed to touch something soft and hot.

Xu Yan suddenly froze in his movements, not knowing what to do next. He also heard the originally steady breathing of the person standing there suddenly paused.

"Teacher Xu, did you do this on purpose?" Liang Yisheng asked.

It was already two o'clock in the morning when Xu Yan lay down in bed. His knees and mouth corners were a little sore.

He finally had a very embarrassing experience in this matter. He was afraid that he would not take a shower with Liang Yisheng in the short term. Xu Yan silently turned down the air conditioner by one degree, then curled up in the quilt, with his entire head tucked into the quilt.

Boys of his age started watching movies as early as junior high school. Xu Yan knew that a few boys in the back row of the class would occasionally get together to watch pornographic movies openly. The little boy had a very strange mentality when he first came into contact with these things. He might have thought that this was a sign of "maturity". Not only did he not feel shy, he even wanted to show off.

However, Xu Yan had never participated in it, and no one would take Xu Yan with him. When he was in school, Xu Yan was a typical "other people's child" and a "good student".

After growing up, he had watched both homosexual and heterosexual films, but Xu Yan was not a person who indulged in research in this area of ​​knowledge. His understanding of this was only the simplest few sexual positions. The more shy Xu Yan felt, the more he couldn't help but think back to what had just happened in the bathroom. He silently complained about Liang Yisheng in his heart - he felt distressed when he saw the bruises on his waist, so why didn't he feel distressed about the pain in his knees when he pressed him to kneel down?

While thinking, Xu Yan heard the sound of the bathroom door opening and closing, and he immediately closed his eyes tightly.

After a while, someone lifted a corner of the quilt, and a bright light suddenly came in. Xu Yan subconsciously raised his hand to block it.

Then he heard Liang Yisheng's voice: "Oh, pretending to sleep?"

Xu Yan licked his lips: "... No, I'll sleep with

you after you finish taking a shower." After turning off the lights, the room was quiet for a while. When Liang Yisheng just got into the quilt, he put his arm on Xu Yan's waist, probably wanting to hug him. He took it off as soon as he put it on, and then turned into a position of lying down obediently.

Xu Yan wanted to laugh a little, and reached out to press his waist: "It's okay, it won't hurt if you don't pinch it hard like you did at the beginning."

"I used an ointment before, it worked very well, I forgot what brand it was, ask the assistant to buy some for you tomorrow." Liang Yisheng said.

"Okay, then I thank Teacher Liang first."

In fact, Xu Yan was not very sleepy. After coming out of the bathroom, he was very awake. The air-conditioning was on outside and the temperature was cool, which made it even less sleepy. Hearing Liang Yisheng mention his past, he asked, "It's normal to get injured like this, mine is nothing. You don't like to use a stunt double, a few years ago those police and gangster movies with people falling around were popular, did you get injured often back then?"

"It's okay, I didn't take it seriously." Liang Yisheng turned around and faced Xu Yan.

In fact, Xu Yan just felt a scar on the outside of his thigh while holding his thigh in the bathroom. The atmosphere was not suitable to ask this, and Xu Yan didn't have time to ask questions. Now he remembered it again and reached down to touch.

Liang Yisheng pinched his wrist: "Are you dishonest?"

Xu Yan blinked: "You have a scar on your thigh, right? I just... I think I touched it, how did you get it?"

Liang Yisheng was probably amused by Xu Yan's strange pause. He cleared his throat and recalled seriously: "I don't remember it very well... It happened quite a long time ago when I was playing an extra. I really can't remember the name of the movie. It wasn't very popular. I played a soldier on horseback. The person who ran past me had a problem with the props. It seemed that something broke, and the cut cut a line on my leg."

Xu Yan was shocked. He said these few words lightly, as if his finger was cut by paper. But Xu Yan imagined the scene in his mind. After so many years, there is still such an obvious scar. It should be a very sharp cut, cut by riding a horse...

"Then... should it be handled in time?" Xu Yan asked.

"I really don't remember. But I probably didn't say it at the time. The camera is more important. There are too many people in that shot. It will be troublesome if we have to reshoot it." Liang Yisheng said as a matter of course.

Xu Yan was so surprised that he propped up his upper body and looked at him seriously: "You didn't even tell me about such a deep wound?"

Liang Yisheng pressed his shoulder and let him lie down: "I'm just an extra. If you stop it, they will just replace me with another extra. What Hengdian lacks the least is extras."

Xu Yan didn't say anything. There was nothing to refute. Liang Yisheng was telling the truth.

He couldn't help but wonder, how could someone call such a person a resource-rich guy? Xu Yan always thought that he understood Liang Yisheng with the mentality of a fan. He read almost every interview of his. Even Xu Yan would take time to read the text interviews. He should have known him well enough.

But Xu Yan still knew nothing about what he said today.

If he wanted to let everyone know about this, it would be that Liang Yisheng became popular today and everyone wanted to know about his past. He would go with the flow and say to the camera when he recalled the past: It was not easy for me in the past, I suffered so much, and I got so much hurt to get the glory today.

But Liang Yisheng was not like that. He would only say to the camera: Yes, Song Zi is my mother, and I am the son of the movie queen, so what?

Xu Yan's mood was obviously down. Liang Yisheng raised his hand and rubbed his half-dried hair, saying, "So I would also think, since I already have the current status and ability, can I let you suffer less and enjoy the fruits of your labor? Indeed, I sometimes do this."

Liang Yisheng moved his palm to the back of Xu Yan's head, pressed his head against his head and pulled him towards him, forehead to forehead, Liang Yisheng lowered his voice.

"But seeing that you are willing to suffer, I feel... I still have to let you go out and fly. You said you don't want to fly away, but you can actually fly out and see, Xu Yan, I don't have a cage here, only an eaves that can shelter you from the rain."