Cāi Cāi

Chapter 23:Act IV "Out of My World" (4)

Yao Yin leaned against the blue sports car before the night sky, and the keychain was set on his slender fingertips, spinning in the air.

He asked with a smile: "Tan Yiming, I don't like girls, why should I send a girl home?"

His hint was so obvious that he almost put his mind on his face. He fell in love with Tan Yiming at first sight, and was even more fascinated by him, otherwise he would not have taken the initiative to introduce professional work to Tan Yiming.

This pursuit was a bit aggressive, and Tan Yiming had noticed it before. However, he didn't expect to be forced to face it tonight.

Tan Yiming hesitated for a few seconds and replied, "I'm just going to ask, what do you see in me?"

Yao Yin was full of artist spirit, persistence, perseverance, and a bit of idealization. Tan Yiming didn't hate him, but to be honest, Yao Yin looked—even though it was rude to say—he looked like a person with a rich love history. Tan Yiming didn't think that there was any place in his own body that was enough to attract this young man with romance in his bones.

"I have heard this joke." Yao Yin snapped his fingers. "When I say what I like about you, you will change all the places that I care about."

Tan Yiming: "..."

Yao Yin: "I am interested in your gender, you can change it."

Tan Yiming was really helpless.

He asked inquisitively: "Yao Yin, have you thought of whether I like the same sex?"

"In front of me, sexuality has never been an issue." Yao Yin shrugged. "As long as I have the thought, even a straight male nerd like George with a girlfriend will not be able to hold on for three rounds."

"..."

The young man pressed the car key. In the middle of the night, the engine roared, and the lights on the body began to light, starting from the rear wing and crawling towards the headlights, illuminating the darkness all around. The butterfly-wing doors opened upwards, and Yao Yin sat directly in the driver's seat, looking sideways at Tan Yiming.

"Get in the car, I'll take you back." Yao Yin said, "You can rest assured that I am very gentlemanly and I won't do anything to you—but if you want to do anything to me, then it's very welcome."

Speaking to here, Tan Yiming could only sit in the car with a smile.

The electric door slowly dropped, and the night blue luxury car sprang out like an arrow.

The luxury car was full of power and could accelerate to a speed of up to 100 kilometers per hour in just a few seconds. Tan Yiming hadn't fastened his seat belt yet when his body shook backwards, and his head rested heavily on the seat. He seriously suspected that Yao Yin was taking revenge on him.

The closed compartment was very quiet. In the front passenger seat, Tan Yiming leaned and turned to look at the scenery outside the window.

In the end, Yao Yin broke the silence first.

Yao Yin asked how he felt about dubbing a film for the first time.

Tan Yiming replied: "Very tired. Too tired." He raised his hands and pinched the bridge of his nose, remembering the torture he had just suffered in the recording studio. He felt like he had been stripped of a layer of skin. "Do professional voice actors have to suffer like this?"

"That's only natural. There is no such thing as a job that can be successfully completed without effort." When it came to work, Yao Yin showed his professional side. "If I remember correctly, you're interning at an investment bank, right? Isn't that more stressful?"