li er finally agreed.
he doesn't actually reject homosexuality, he just finds it a bit embarrassing.
but think about it is just the work of acting, he even ju shuang hemorrhoids advertising out of the face, this time to sell yang brother face, act on it.
yang jiali saw li er nod and breathed a long sigh of relief.
that night, yang jiali introduced li er to zhao xianghai.
li er was embarrassed at first.
zhao xianghai is a man and his boss, and he is always embarrassed.
however, this situation did not last for a few days, li er himself adapted, and it did not take long to get along with zhao xianghai very well, and even in the backstage of the studio, he couldn't help but praise: li da, brother yang, i tell you, brother hai is really a good man. i have never seen a more considerate person than him in my life, dammit, i wear a suit like a migrant worker into the city, he can really fascinate people in a suit. what is temperament, that is called temperament, only called elegance..."
li da heard this, and looked at li er suspiciously: "pay attention to your own orientation, li er, you must not take a corner to overtake."
li er coughed and whispered, "it's just one grandfather's appreciation and reverence for another." rest assured, i still like the waves. "
yang jiali looked at li er, who was muttering, and smiled.
he was a little expectant, what kind of expression xiao ye had on his face when he saw that brother hai following li er around.
after the rehearsal before the festival that morning, yang jiali and li da li er came out of the studio.
walking outside the studio, i was blocked by several media reporters.
yang jiali still has a psychological shadow of the scene blocked by the media, and he does not want to talk much, covering his face with his hands and speeding up his pace and wanting to leave.
in the hurry, he raised his head and saw the strange boy again.
the boy was still mixed up in the crowd like last time, as if he was secretly observing something. he was still wearing a black sweatshirt, and most of his face was hidden under a mask and sunglasses, and he couldn't see the real appearance.
yang jiali frowned, always feeling suspicious.
when they were about to reach the door of the performance center, yang jiali attached himself to li da li's ear and asked them to leave first.
li da li er didn't think much of it, beckoning the media to divert attention.
yang jiali took the opportunity to sneak out of the range of the media long guns and short guns.
he swiftly bypassed the crowd, went around the back door, and re-entered the center of the show.
this time, he slowed down, hid himself in the shadows, and stared at the well-covered boy.
the boy saw that yang jiali was missing, looked around, really couldn't find yang jiali, he was at a loss for half a day, he had to give up, and accelerated his pace to leave in a hurry.
yang jiali secretly followed behind him.
the boy went all the way into the bathroom and stood in front of the sink.
he first removed the camera hanging from his neck, put it aside, rolled up his sleeve again, reached for the water outlet, and rubbed his hands.
yang jiali poked his head out from the corner, and when he squinted his eyes, he was surprised.
on the boy's arm, there were many bruises, purple and purple cloth, including several scab scars, which were quite tragic.
yang jiali raised his eyebrows, and was about to take a closer look, when the boy washed his hands and put down his sleeves, dried the water stains, and then looked around to confirm that no one was there, and then he secretly took off his sunglasses.
yang jiali looked at his exposed eyes in the dark, and the more he looked, the more familiar his eyes became.
just when he wanted to get closer and take a closer look, the boy suddenly raised his head, and his eyes slammed into yang jiali, who was hiding in the shadows.
yang jiali was shocked.
before he could react, the boy was shocked, his face was visibly white, he grabbed the sunglasses from the side and put them back on his face, holding the camera, and ran away in panic.
yang jiali looked at the back of his escape, and the suspicion under his eyes became deeper and deeper.
during the rehearsal that afternoon, yang jiali had been a little absent-minded.
he repeatedly thought in his mind about the boy's somewhat familiar eyes, digging through the memories one by one, trying to figure out who the boy really was.
at the end of the rehearsal in the evening, yang jiali got into the car sent by ye ting to pick him up and take him home.
when passing a red light gate, the driver stopped the car, looked at a commercial building next to it that was gradually uninhabited, and sighed: "this commercial building was still very popular a few months ago, and now no one has gone, i heard that the government planned to demolish it again and build something else." "
yang jiali looked up, saw the sparse lights and old advertising light signs, and smiled: "is it?" "
"but it should really be demolished, no one has come long ago," the driver sighed, pointed to a billboard on the top of the commercial building, smiled and said, "you see, that billboard has not been changed for several months, there is wang yang on the top, he was still red at the time, now ..."
when yang jiali heard wang yang's name, his face couldn't help but stiffen.
when he looked at the billboard again and saw wang yang's beautiful eyebrows on the billboard, his gaze suddenly froze, and his breathing suddenly choked.
wang yang.
he remembered that it was wang yang's eyes.