Chapter 24
Back at the hotel, Yan Huai put down the shopping bag, took out the lychees, and stood in the kitchen to unpack them.
Shang Zhier kept clinging to him, hugging his waist from behind and washing lychees in cool water with his hands.
The tips of Yan Huai's ears turned slightly red, and he suddenly felt that this was very erotic.
The back of Shang Zhier's hand was covered with blue veins. He held his fair hand and stroked the round lychees.
"What are you thinking about?" Shang Zhier took out the lychees from the water.
"No."
Shang Zhier chuckled and didn't expose him.
Shang Zhier peeled the lychee, and Yan Huai reached out to take it, but he slapped his hand. He said, "Eat it like this."
Yan Huai lowered his head and took a bite of the fruit flesh. Shang Zhier's palm was already at his lips, waiting for him to spit out the core.
Yan Huai bit the core and turned around, wanting to vomit into the trash can.
"Spit it out." Shang Zhier said.
Yan Huai supported himself on the table with both hands, glared at him for a long time, and then spit into Shang Zhier's palm.
"Tsk." Yan Huai said, "What's your hobby?"
It's just eating a lychee, but it's so erotic.
Shang Zhier threw the core into the trash can and washed his hands under the tap. "I like it this way."
He likes to take care of Yan Huai. To exaggerate a little, he is happy to serve him. He enjoys bathing Yan Huai, blowing his hair, and dressing him, and he even relishes it.
The sky gradually darkened until it was pitch black, and the living room was also dark.
The TV became the only source of light, playing Titanic. In the freezing cold sea water, Jack gave the plank to Rose.
"Ruth, winning that ticket was the luckiest thing that ever happened to me in my life."
Yan Huai put down the bottle of wine in his hand, patted the sofa cushion, and said, "Come here."
Shang Zhier lay on his lap and asked, "Hmm?"
"Tell me," Yan Huai said, "does Xiang Shui really love Zhao Yan? If he loved him, why did they commit suicide by jumping onto the railway tracks together? The movie shows the complete opposite. Jack loves Rose and gives her the plank to encourage her to live. Life is precious, but Xiang Shui pushed Zhao Yan to death. Xiang Shui said he wanted to avenge his family, but isn't that too selfish?"
Shang Zhier took off his glasses and said, "There are many kinds of love. There are those you want and those you don't. It was a sudden accident. No one expected the ship to sink. Jack and Rose both wanted to survive, and they knew the same thing about each other."
"Zhao Yan and Xiang Shui had no desire to continue living. Two teenagers who had long endured dual violence at school and at home were like a taut string: they could survive if it stayed stretched, but would break if it relaxed. It was tragic, desperate, and they wanted to avenge their parents with their own death."
The scene of lying on the railway tracks was clear in Yan Huai's mind, and he sighed softly.
The two fell asleep on the sofa. Yan Huai tiptoed to his feet, covered Shang Zhier with a blanket, and kissed him on the face.
crew.
Yan Huai walked into the dressing room and ran into Gu Shu who was getting her hair done, and their eyes met.
Yan Huai looked away. He didn't even want to say hello because of what happened yesterday. He just closed his eyes and lay down on the chair.
After more than ten minutes, the makeup on his face was completed.
"Sister Gu Shu," Yuan Meng said, carrying breakfast, "Do you need breakfast?"
Gu Shu shook the coffee in his hand and said, "Thank you, an iced Americano will be enough for me."
Yuan Meng nodded, opened the light meal in the box and placed it in front of Yan Huai.
The male lead didn't come today because of other activities. The other actors had finished their makeup, and only the two of them were left in the empty dressing room.
The sound of sucking coffee through a straw and the sound of teeth chewing food.
"Bang."
Gu Shu turned around in his chair and threw the empty coffee cup into the trash can.
She stood up and walked behind Yan Huai. Looking at herself and Yan Huai in the mirror, she leaned close to his ear and whispered, "Aren't you afraid that I'll expose you?"
"Go tell the whole world," Yan Huai continued eating his vegetables, "Just say it."
"Yan Huai is a homosexual."
He stared into Gu Shu's eyes in the mirror and spoke word by word.
Gu Shu didn't expect Yan Huai to be so frank, and then lowered his head and smiled bitterly.
She clearly hated him and wanted him to die, so how could she fall in love with him?
"I hate you." Gu Shu said.
Does "I hate you" mean "I love you"?
Yan Huai frowned, "Why?"
"Because you took away the role that belonged to me." Gu Shu said.
Yan Huai put down the fork in his hand, feeling puzzled. "What are you talking about?"
"The movie you starred in after your six-month hiatus," Gu Shu said, feeling tears welling in his eyes. "The supporting role in it was originally mine. But after you made a comeback, it became yours. This supporting role had a very outstanding part in the movie, you know? Otherwise, he wouldn't have starred in it and won the Best Supporting Actor award."
Yan Huai said, "I haven't acted for half a year, and with the Cao Wei incident, I'm lucky to have a supporting role. The company gave me the script, I didn't know it belonged to you."
"Feel sorry."
If he knew the role belonged to Gu Shu, he would not have acted in it in the first place. He would have been content with just having a supporting role.
Gu Shu sighed and sat down on the chair.
She lamented Yan Huai's luck. He debuted at seventeen, starred in several well-produced films and TV series, and at twenty-one received a script from Cao Wei. Cao Wei, despite his abysmal character, was a master filmmaker, with numerous news reports claiming he was a genius director and a slew of awards. Yan Huai had offended this talented director, but fortunately, Shang Zhier was there to help him out, ensuring smooth sailing for him in the industry.
"I can ask Shang Zhier to recommend you for the female lead in Lu Zheng's next film," Yan Huai said. At that time, Gu Shu was only nineteen. In exchange for that supporting role, he knew how murky and muddy the world was. Sometimes, he'd trade a small role to accompany the director, producer, or investor. Some were willing, some were unwilling.
Only now did he finally understand why he always felt that Gu Shu was hostile towards him.
That's not an illusion, it's a fact.
Gu Shu said nothing, acquiescing to his compensation. Anyone with resources who didn't use them was a fool, especially since they were free. She wasn't nineteen anymore, so she wouldn't find these things dirty or disgusting; she would simply accept them with a clear conscience.
The circle is a big melting pot, once you enter it, you will become dirty.
In her opinion, Yan Huai relying on Shang Zhier was no different from her, both of them were exchanging their bodies for resources.
The assistant ran in and asked Gu Shu to go over and film.
Before leaving, Gu Shu said, "I'll keep it a secret."
Yan Huai cleaned up the garbage on the table and walked to the set. It was not his turn yet so he could only watch from the side.
Initially, he feared Shang Zhier's feelings. He struggled to accept his homosexuality, having been traumatized by Cao Wei's attempt to seduce him. But as he grew closer to Shang Zhier, he couldn't help himself. While filming Moss in the village, his body told him he was gay and that he liked Shang Zhier.
After they got together, he was afraid that their relationship would be exposed and just wanted to enjoy himself.
Occasionally, he also has a dark side. It is so interesting to watch someone who has liked him since high school playing with and teasing Shang Zhier.
But it was not until he learned the truth from Gu Shu that he felt deeply regretful.
He hurt someone's sincerity for ten years, and now he wants to make up for it desperately. Whether it's in bed, exposure, or marriage, he is willing to do it all.
But Shang Zhier told him that it was okay.
It doesn't matter if you wait ten years.
It’s okay to watch him kissing and doing intimate scenes with others.
It’s okay to have a secret relationship.
It’s okay to be a lover.
Because Shang Zhier has been madly in love with him for ten years.
“Ding ding ding…”
Shang Zhier lay on the sofa, stretched out his fingers to hook the phone that had fallen to the ground, and put it to his ear: "Hello."
"Twenty, aren't you home?"
"Mom, don't call me by my nickname." Shang Zhier rubbed his eyes. "I'm not at home, what's wrong?"
"Okay, okay," Shang Ma said, "You're not going home, so I'll stop by to see you. Where are the two kittens?"
Shang Zhier sat up from the sofa and opened the bottle of mineral water: "At a friend's house."
Shang Ma quickly caught the word "friend" on the other end of the phone and asked mysteriously, "Boyfriend or girlfriend?"
"..." Shang Zhier paused, "Tao Ning, you know him."
Shang's mother suddenly became depressed. She wanted to find out who the boy in the photo was, but she hinted, "If you're in a relationship, you can bring your partner home. Your father and I can accept anything. Gender is not an issue. It's the 21st century, and we're very open-minded."
"Yeah, I'll bring it back next time." Shang Zhier said vaguely.
Shang Ma's eyes lit up: "Isn't that the little boy in Guoguo's photo? He's so handsome, gentle and well-behaved. Please be nice to him. He's younger than you, so you should take care of him. Do you hear me?"
"Mom, he is two years older than me." Shang Zhier said.
Shang Ma: ...
Shang Ma: "What's wrong with being two years older? Gender isn't a problem, and age isn't a problem either. A partner is meant to be pampered, you know?"
"I understand." Shang Zhier nodded, keeping the instruction in mind.
After hanging up the phone, Shang Zhier finished washing up, picked out a thin T-shirt, sprayed some perfume on himself, and then went to pick up his partner from get off work.
The subject left the set alone after finishing work and was walking towards the car when a person suddenly jumped out from behind and covered his mouth, "Don't move."
"What are you doing?" Yan Huai scolded with a smile, "You're crazy."
Shang Zhier complained, "We finished work so late today."
"That's how filming is," Yan Huai turned around and reached out to touch his back, feeling the thin T-shirt. "It's not even summer yet, and you're wearing a T-shirt? Aren't you cold?"
"cold."
Yan Huai rubbed the T-shirt on his back and said, "Let me hold you for a while, keep you warm."
“Crack!”
A dazzling flash of light illuminated the room for a second, and Yan Huai quickly put the baseball cap on Shang Zhier's head and lowered the brim to cover his face.
The paparazzi ran very fast, and with a few clangs, he slipped away from the bushes not far away.
"Hmm?" Shang Zhier asked, "Someone secretly filmed it?"
"Yes, it's okay. Let's go back first. I guess they just want money." Yan Huai patted Shang Zhier on the back, and the two got into the car one after the other.
Not even until the next morning, an hour after they returned to the hotel, the photo became a trending topic.
Late at night, Yan Huai and a man hugged each other intimately on the roadside, and he seemed to be coming out!
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