After I Left the Industry, They Became Fans of My Aliases [BL]

Part 9

Pei Jin Yan, for some reason, stayed around, he didn't live in the village but stayed in a hotel in the county town, the environment was just average.

But I don't know what else he had to do, almost every day he came to my place.

After a few visits, Pei Jin Yan naturally heard me sing.

He seemed to really like my songs, several times I thought about directly sharing the Nameless's homepage with him, letting him go back and listen at his leisure.

It's been too long since I've interacted with someone like this, I'm a bit resistant, but he spoke and acted with proper measure, and before I knew it, he unilaterally became my friend.

In nearly a year, my life consisted only of music and the small garden.

Pei Jin Yan's appearance was abrupt, yet seamlessly influential.

I don't know if Pei Jin Yan knows who I am, many people online are trying to unmask Nameless's real identity, as long as he's willing, he could even learn more about "Jiang Cheng's" past.

In May, a storm came violently, the rain was absurdly heavy, Pei Jin Yan ended up stranded at my place.

He and I leaned on the doorway watching the rain.

The rain was so dense it looked like a waterfall, mercilessly washing his car outside.

My phone's weather app showed a severe storm warning.

After a while, I sighed: "Why don't you stay here tonight?"

Pei Jin Yan turned to look at me: "Can I, wouldn't that trouble you?"

I felt his tone held a bit of anticipation, he probably had been interested in my house for a long time.

Now, I led him upstairs to pick a room.

He chose the guest room next to mine after some deliberation.