But when he was about to throw it away, An Meng's mysterious face and instructions appeared in his mind.
"I'm really crazy." Xie Zhiyue sighed and shook his head, then casually stuffed the moon white flower into his trouser pocket without paying any more attention to it.
He had previously told Ling Zuo that he was going back to China to film a movie. After hearing this, Ling Zuo said that he would also be returning to China in the near future.
Sure enough, today, Ling Zuo invited him to visit his home.
Xie Zhiyue had never thought too much about this new friend, but these days, guided by An Meng's voice, a faint gloom suddenly emerged in his heart.
But in front of him, Ling Zao always appeared to be a person who loved art, was gentle and polite, and had something to say, which was very different from those investors who were obsessed with money and women.
The two had known each other for a few months, and Ling Zuo had never overstepped the boundaries.
Ling Zao was planning to use him as a plaything? Xie Zhiyue felt it was ridiculous.
After all, being in the entertainment industry, Xie Zhiyue has often heard that some directors, producers and big bosses have a habit of liking male beauty and supporting male stars.
But this kind of thing has never happened to Xie Zhiyue.
Although Xie Zhiyue is good-looking, he has been well protected by his family since his debut. He has not deliberately concealed the fact that his second brother is the president of Lihua, so no one dares to take advantage of him.
Who has the guts to dare to touch the taboo?
Thinking of this, Xie Zhiyue drove all the way to the community that Ling Zuo mentioned, and parked the car in the underground garage. Seeing that there was no one around, he walked stealthily to the house number on the address.
Ling Zuo opened the door quickly. He looked to be in his early thirties, but that was because he had taken good care of himself. His actual age was much older than that.
"The time difference is reversed?" After Xie Zhiyue entered, Ling Zuo closed the door and led him all the way to the entrance.
Xie Zhiyue looked around the living room and said absentmindedly, "Yeah."
This is a simply decorated apartment. A huge poster is hung brightly on the wide TV wall. In the poster, a tall young man is facing the camera slightly sideways, with his slightly raised face and eyes that are vague. The background of the poster is interlaced with large areas of darkness, and a warm yellow light band is reflected on the boy's face.
It took Xie Zhiyue almost no time to recognize that it was the poster of his first movie.
"You..." Xie Zhiyue's throat felt dry for a moment. He didn't expect Ling Zao to hang such a large poster in the living room.
“It feels great, doesn’t it?”
Ling Zuo walked to the side of Xie Zhiyue. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but the distance between them was a little too close. Xie Zhiyue took a step to the side without making a sound.
He said softly, "My acting was too immature back then."
"No way," Ling Zao clapped his hands and laughed, "Is the Movie Emperor so modest?"
Xie Zhiyue also laughed: "It's true."
"By the way," he tried to keep his tone as calm as possible, "Did you ask me to come here today, besides drinking?"
This is not the first time I have had a drink with Ling Zircon.
When they were abroad, after finishing all the scenes for the day, Ling Zao would occasionally bring some wine and snacks, and the two of them would drink and chat together.
Therefore, when Ling Zuo sent him a message today, Xie Zhiyue did not show any surprise.
——Of course, assuming that he didn’t hear An Meng’s inner thoughts.
Thinking of this, Xie Zhiyue couldn't help but put his hand into his trouser pocket and pinched the little white flower inside.
Are you kidding? He's a grown man, why is he so nervous now?
"I want to give you something." Ling Zuo turned his head to look at Xie Zhiyue, his eyes flickering slightly.
Xie Zhiyue asked in confusion: "What?"
"Come with me."
As he spoke, Ling Zuo walked towards a room beside the corridor.
Xie Zhiyue hesitated for a few seconds, rubbed the roots of the moonflower with his fingers, and glanced at the huge poster on the TV wall.
The gray tones of the entire poster almost overflowed like a tide, covering the entire living room, rushing into the mouth and nose, and squeezing out the last bit of air in the chest.
For a moment, Xie Zhiyue felt a little dizzy and hesitated in his steps.
"What's wrong?" Ling Zuo looked back at him, his eyes full of harmless concern.
He stood tall with a gentle expression, exactly like the Ling Zao that Xie Zhiyue knew before.
"Nothing." Xie Zhiyue shook his head and followed.
The heavy door of the room with wood grain opened. Xie Zhiyue looked up and was immediately dumbfounded, freezing in place.
The entire room was covered with thick carpets, and the crystal chandeliers hanging from the ceiling cast clear spots of light, illuminating the surrounding walls.
——The walls were densely covered with posters and photos, and countless faces belonging to one person looked in from all directions, looking frankly into the eyes of the two people standing at the door.
It was like being suddenly electrocuted all over my body, and the numbness spread from my fingertips all the way to the root of my tongue.
Xie Zhiyue said awkwardly: "This is all my fault..."
"Have I ever told you," Ling Zao smiled slightly, his eyes looking affectionately around the walls, "you and your works are both beautiful."
“…”
"Wait a moment." Ling Zao didn't care about Xie Zhiyue's dull expression at the moment, and walked in without hesitation. "I have something to give you."
During the time Ling Zircon was acting, Xie Zhiyue was in a state of out-of-body experience.
Being liked by fans should be a happy thing, but for some reason, when Xie Zhiyue looked at himself who was all over the room, the walls, and even the ceiling, he felt a chill down his spine and his scalp tingling.
He stood motionless at the door, his whole body stiff.
"Okay," Ling Zao walked over and handed the square and flat box in his hand to Xie Zhiyue, "Take a look and see if you like it."
Relying entirely on instinct, Xie Zhiyue took it and opened it mechanically.
Immediately, a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes, and he refused: "No, this is too expensive, I can't accept it."
What Ling Zuo gave him was an out-of-print vinyl record, which was very precious and valued at around 400,000 US dollars.
"It's just a small amount of money." Ling Zao leaned closer, staring at Xie Zhiyue with a deep gaze, "As long as you are happy."
Ling Zao rarely showed such an aggressive attitude. Xie Zhiyue suddenly felt panicked and had a feeling that something was extremely wrong.
"No, I really can't accept it," he shook his head repeatedly and made excuses, "I suddenly remembered that I have something to do at home. Sorry, I——"
Xie Zhiyue didn't finish the second half of his sentence because Ling Zao clamped his chin with such force that the knuckles of his fingers turned bluish-white.
The force was enough to almost crush his jaw. Xie Zhiyue stared at Ling Zao in a daze.
"Zhiyue," Ling Zao snorted coldly and increased the strength of his hands, "Are you playing hard to get?"
Xie Zhiyue: “…”
"I thought this period of time was enough to give you a buffer."
"No," Xie Zhiyue didn't expect the situation to take a sudden turn for the worse. He was in a panic and raised his hand to try to break Ling Zao's shackles. "You really misunderstood, I-"
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