She asked, "Hello Ye Cang, I saw there's a special song on the new album that you didn't perform today. May I ask what kind of song it is?"
Ye Cang smiled and said, "Different people will hear different meanings in this song, but in my heart, it is a love song."
His words caused an uproar in the room.
Shen Huai was also stunned. He had only heard ten songs from the album in the previous demo. Ye Cang had been keeping this special song from him. Later, he was busy with work and only got the new album yesterday. He hadn't had time to listen to it yet.
The female reporter became excited: "Really? May I ask who you wrote this for?"
Ye Cang laughed: "Of course it's written for someone special."
reporter:"……"
Ye Cang kept everyone in suspense, but his gaze passed over the crowd and landed on Shen Huai, who was standing at the back.
Chapter 50
Shen Huai met Ye Cang's gaze, and looked away as if he had been burned, taking two steps back uncomfortably.
Ye Cang's eyes dimmed slightly, but knowing Shen Huai's personality, he stopped there and didn't say anything more.
The reporters wanted to ask a few more questions, but the host had already announced the end of the press conference, and Ye Cang immediately left the stage under the protection of his assistant and bodyguards.
Although the reporters had some regrets, they were very satisfied with what they had gained from the press conference.
After leaving the press conference, the participating media had mixed feelings. They were pleased because the press conference had many exciting moments, any one of which could grab the public's attention. But they were also worried because there were too many exciting moments, and they didn't want to give up any of them!
But that was not what Ye Cang cared about.
After the press conference, he rushed off to two more engagements, and by the time he finished, it was already midnight.
Ye Cang let Xue Chengge go back to rest early, and then climbed into Shen Huai's car.
Shen Huai's fingers twitched nervously, but in the end he said nothing, simply driving him back. Neither of them spoke the rest of the way, and the atmosphere in the car became somewhat tense.
When he finally got home, Shen Huai didn't feel relieved at all. Instead, he felt as if there were sparks floating in the air, ready to explode at the slightest movement.
Ye Cang looked at his profile and suddenly reached out his hand.
Shen Huai reacted rather strongly, grabbing his wrist and asking, "What are you doing?"
Ye Cang, whose hand was being held, said innocently, "There was a piece of ribbon stuck in your hair, I just wanted to help you take it off."
Shen Huai was stunned.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ye Cang broke free from his hand, fiddled with his hairline, and when he took his hand off, there was indeed a small piece of ribbon on it, which he wondered if it had been left there during the press conference.
Shen Huai was a little embarrassed. He pushed up his glasses and said, "Sorry, I overreacted."
Ye Cang crossed his arms and leaned closer to him: "Overreacting? Why?"
Shen Huai moved his Adam's apple uncomfortably and said in a low voice, "It's nothing. Let's get out of the car and get some rest. The promotional period will be very tough."
Just as he was about to open the car door and get out, Ye Cang suddenly turned his body and grabbed his hand that was holding the handlebars.
The two suddenly became very close, and could even feel each other's breath.
Ye Cang stared intently at Shen Huai: "Huai, don't you want to know who I wrote that special piece for?"
Shen Huai lowered his eyes and tried to keep his tone steady: "I'm more inclined to think that this is a publicity point, and it enriches the musical style, which is a good thing for the singer. As your manager, I greatly appreciate your performance today."
Ye Cang: "..."
Shen Huai moved his hand away, opened the car door, and got out.
The atmosphere Ye Cang had created was completely shattered. He never expected that Shen Huai would reject him in such a businesslike tone.
In the past, Ye Cang might have shamelessly pursued him, but now he was truly invested in Shen Huai. Not only did he dare not be as presumptuous as before, but he also genuinely felt hurt.
This was the first time in his two lives that he had liked someone so seriously. He was even careful when flirting with him, afraid that the other person would misunderstand and think that he wasn't serious.
Moreover, Shen Huai clearly has feelings for him too.
Back in Donghai City, if it weren't for Chu Meibo getting in the way, they might have already been together.
Although he felt regretful at the time, he didn't think too much about it, figuring that once he came back, as long as he broke the ice, they could naturally be together.
But he never expected that after returning, Shen Huai seemed to have become a different person. He was still the same at work as before, but in his personal life, he spent much less time alone with himself.
Previously, the two were almost inseparable, but now, although they live in the same house, he sees Shen Huai less and less.
He initially thought it was because Shen Huai had signed Chu Meibo, forcing him to spend more time on her. However, he now had to admit that Shen Huai was avoiding him. This realization felt like another heavy stab to Ye Cang's heart.
He walked back to the house dejectedly and saw Shen Huai's tightly closed door. He stood at the door for a while before slowly returning to his own room.
Behind the door, Shen Huai sat on the bed, his glasses casually tossed on the bedside table. He had his hands in his hair, a struggling expression on his face, and a deep sense of helplessness in his eyes.
After a long while, he seemed to calm down and muttered to himself.
“Shen Huai, your role is that of a manager. He is your artist. You can have feelings for anyone, but you cannot be with him.”
“He waited in the dark for thirty years before he could stand on the stage again. His future is bright. You can’t let him get caught up in the vortex of homosexuality because of your own selfish desires. You absolutely cannot… ruin him.”
These words acted like hypnosis, gradually bringing Shen Huai back to his senses.
He fumbled around by the bedside, put his glasses back on, and suppressed those burgeoning emotions, hiding them behind the cold lenses.
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