Chapter 56

When the window was twilight, the autumn rain fell in the ancient city, the dense leaves of the sycamore were still rustling, and the soft branches of the weeping willows were wiped clean by the wind and rain.

The sound of ticking rain penetrated into the dim dream, and Huai Yan woke up faintly, with the starry morning light and shadows, and the lotus-colored curtains swayed, as if the figure was lying in a vague crystal. The bed next to him was still warm, and the quilt had the scent of wine and musk, indicating the joy of the previous night's affair. Huai Yan sat up and looked out of the canopy bed through the gap in the satin. Lu Jingyun fastened the button around his neck and wore only a pair of bottoms. Perhaps it was for the convenience of traveling. He was wearing a looser black cloth that covered it. With its ups and downs, this dress is low-key and simple like a small town worker.

Huai Yan secretly stared at the long, muscular legs, and saw him put on sackcloth trousers and fasten the drawstring around his waist. When the man put on his clothes and looked at the bed, he was fascinated by his handsomeness again. Soul and soul, those eyes that were as deep as ink lacquer, at a glance, it was hard to control oneself. Huai Yan thought that if he were a general like Gao Changgong, at this moment he would immediately want to disarm and return to the field, to live the simplest and purest life with the person in front of him, and to touch the world of fireworks in the morning.

"Sleep later, it's only five o'clock." Lu Jingyun walked back to the bed, sat on the edge, and pressed Huai Yan's shoulder, trying to wrap him back in the quilt.

"Why do you get up so early?" Huai Yan asked him knowingly, letting him take care of him.

"It would be bad for your colleague to see it if it's too late." Lu Jingyun told him frankly, "I'm going to see if Yinlang is sober, and then I'm going back to Yanyun from Taihang today..."

"I still have the last few plays in Ludong, and then I can't go back to Yanyun, so I have to go directly to Yuzhou... I picked up the costume play again." Huai Yan's eyes narrowed, although he knew that Lu Jingyun should leave, but when he thought of it The next time I don't know when we will meet again, it will inevitably be full of melancholy.

"What role are you playing this time?" Lu Jingyun looked at him reluctantly, and couldn't help hugging him across the quilt.

"Zhao Ji. The upper part of the show was angry with the emperor, and this time I also feel what it is like to be an emperor." Huai Yan joked.

Lu Jingyun pondered for a moment, "Did you take on this role because of painting?"

"Being able to see his original work... This is a rare opportunity. And this character is complex and three-dimensional. Although it is a match, it is different from the type I have been in contact with before. When I discussed with my seniors before, he also talked about it, young If you are not eager to become famous, it is invaluable to accumulate experience and try more."

"Mian'er, it seems that you can always be so calm and indifferent." Lu Jingyun looked at him with love and admiration in his eyes, "Most of your temperaments are innate, but you can't help being shaped by your life experiences... In the past two years, you have suffered a lot. Less suffering... When you first entered the literary field, I thought you would have some..."

"At the beginning, I was a little confused and anxious, especially when I returned to the alley during the Chinese New Year... I did do some small things for my neighbors. But thinking about it, it is not an expedient measure to make quick money to help them... In other words, maybe I have greater ability, but I just need time and effort to dig the accumulation."

These words reminded Lu Jingyun that the young man in the Xu mansion in Qishan was not eager for quick success, but he also had the will of Sang Hu Pengya and the heart of charity... He couldn't help feeling a kind of sour relief - even though they had not seen each other for many years , the experience and identities have been varied, but the person's original heart is still the appearance of his unforgettable love.

At this moment, he suddenly realized that although Xu Jiangmian's alluring appearance was fascinating, it was the sincere and strong personality of that young man who made him fall in the end...because he himself was actually such a person.

He was absent-minded and his mind was racing, but Huai Yan didn't know it. He raised his hand and touched the slight blue trace on his lips, "Yuan Zhao, what are you thinking about?"

"If you signed with Jinghua, they wouldn't ask you to take on a role like this, and it's the same with "Spring Peach"." Lu Jingyun was tickled by him, shook off his thoughts, and opened his mouth to hold his fingertips.

"Have you also watched "Spring Peach"?" Huai Yan calculated the release time of the film, and felt a burst of warmth in his heart, and felt that his fingertips were wrapped by a soft and wet tongue, and his scalp was itchy as if it had been electrocuted. With a sigh, he pulled his hand back.

"Mian'er..." Lu Jingyun leaned closer to his face, "I also learned this from you. When you were a teenager, you held my fingertips like this."

Huai Yan was a little dazed when he heard the words, Lu Jingyun didn't wait for him to answer, he couldn't help but kiss him, and while rolling his lips, he whispered, "The fingertips you have held are all sweet..."

Huai Yan pushed him away slightly and tasted his finger, "It's really, like maltose."

When he said this, he suddenly recalled something in his heart. Unlike the pain of recalling in the past, he seemed to be able to calmly accept the invasion of thoughts.

Huai Yan digested it in his mind for a moment, but didn't say it out. Then he looked down and saw the man's crotch because the kiss just now was still alive, he couldn't help laughing, stretched out his hand and twisted it, "It's okay. Is that enough? No one in the army would have thought that Chief Lu would…”

He said it himself, but he also felt that something was wrong under him. Fortunately, there was a quilt to cover his shame... Huai Yan couldn't help secretly surprised. It turned out that this kind of thing is really similar to eating and drinking. After thinking about it... and then thinking about the cold that I had been suffering from for several days, I actually felt a lot more comfortable, my throat was not itchy, and my nose was not blocked.

But when he said this, Lu Jingyun felt guilty and ashamed. He stood up from the bed and loosened his belt to adjust his position. He blushed and said, "Mian'er, rest, be careful on the way to Ludong... that light Is the teacher still with the group?"

"I haven't followed you for a long time, so don't worry, Yuanzhao." Huai Yan said, "I seem to have passed the period of being stalked by them, will I have already ruled out the suspicion."

"Some time ago, people from the Intelligence Agency came here for business. I specially entertained them and listened to them. They have now lowered you from a category A target to a category C target, but you can't take it lightly. There was also a move from the target to the target. Except for the arrest the next day... and the situation is unstable, I'm actually worried." Lu Jingyun sighed, "It's relatively safer for you to film outside, if there is nothing necessary, it's best not to return to Yanyun. Safe."

Huai Yan was still a little sensitive to these things. He could guess some things from Jiang An's friction. After listening to Lu Jingyun's words, he felt that Yiyi's parting feelings could not be contained. After staying there, the two of them were still reluctant to give up, and they couldn't help but accompany the morning light to play on the long table with red candles in the middle of the night. His lower abdomen was sore and swollen, and before he left for Ludong, he was almost exhausted in love.

This dress is taken off, put on and taken off again