Heal the King

Xu Yiqing's Weibo is even less frequent.

The last one was a public welfare project Weibo reposted more than a month ago. There was no special content, only the dry words "repost Weibo".

The others are just retweets about Xingge Entertainment, that is, some other artists of Xu Yiqing's management company, reposting albums, concerts, and new drama promotions.

Scrolling up, Tao Han felt that he had flipped to almost a year ago, when the photo of Xu Yiqing kissing him was leaked, and the whole Internet knew about it, and he released a statement.

Tao Han looked at the cold one, and at first glance, it was a public relations statement from the agency, which said that he begged not to pay too much attention to the artist's private life and pay more attention to the work, but there were 10,000+ comments below.

Someone said not to put too much pressure on Xu Tianwang.

Having a solidarity orientation cannot be used as a criterion for judging a person's good or bad.

Some called him a scam, to deceive fans' feelings.

There are also people who support human flesh out of his object.

There are still people below who scolded the person who talked about human flesh.

In short, all kinds of warm, stinky, plain comments under this statement, each word appeared one by one in Tao Han's eyes like fireworks.

He flipped through the 10,000+ comments and read them one by one. Unknowingly, he read them for an hour. nausea.

He sometimes feels that it is a very correct thing for him to live away from the Internet and live like an old man these years. You never know what kind of person is hurting you on the other side of the screen.

Faced with these things every day, Xu Yiqing feels depressed personally.

Tao Han raised his hand and squeezed his eyes, then continued to look down.

Leaving aside this Weibo post and looking down, it was Xu Yiqing's selfie after clocking in at the gym more than a year ago. His face was still sweating, his chin was raised slightly, and there was a little blue stubble on his chin.

I secretly went to see the concert of other artists in their company with my friends, and the two of them took a selfie in the dark holding a light sign, the pixels were low and dazzling.

Couldn't sleep at three o'clock in the middle of the night, and wrote a long review of a song in a foreign language. The writing was quite decent and a bit emotional.

At the scene of the new show, wearing an ancient costume to take a selfie, the fans found the obvious scar on the right hand, and turned their heads to reassure the fans that it was okay.

When it snowed in Shanghai two years ago, Xu Tianwang even went to the snow to pose for pictures.

But very nice.

A confident and dazzling man, with charming curves around the corners of his mouth when he smiles, wearing black is gentle and elegant.

And at the end of each year, Xu Yiqing issued a trophy that he held up when accepting the award on stage, which said "Best Male Singer", and golden debris froze around him, and he was caught by the stage lights. Outlined a golden outline, that day four years ago should be the first time he won the "King of Songs", since then he will repost this Weibo every year, saying: ——Next year, we will continue to work hard.

The statement a year ago seemed to be a dividing line, and Xu Yiqing's life started from here, and turned into a boring "forwarding Weibo". Before this statement, Tao Han gradually saw a person who seemed normal and The life of Xu Yiqing who is close to him, and the "I will continue to work hard next year" with a little pride.

He finally had a vague feeling that Xu Yiqing gave him a different feeling this year. His confidence and brilliance were gradually worn away by the melancholy in his eyes.

Tao Han threw the phone aside, lay on his back and sighed.

He raised his hand to turn off the light, and opened his eyes in the darkness.

When I went abroad when I was a child, I was educated to solve things by myself when I encountered them, especially for people like him who are straightforward.If you are not good at reading, you will study desperately, and if you don’t understand the language, you will learn desperately. As long as you have the heart, you can definitely achieve your goal.

But after all, the entertainment industry and acting career are fields that he doesn't understand at all, and he has almost no way to help his lover, or make up for his lover.

This is the source of his distress.

Like vines that have been strangling his throat, unable to break free and move forward.

Especially tonight, I watched it for three hours unknowingly, seeing the external image of my lover and the popularity that cannot be ignored, I gradually feel heartache again.

I miss him a little bit.

Tao Han picked up the phone again and dialed the phone.Although he doesn't expect his lover to answer the phone at this point, he still wants to make a call, even if he hears a "beep".

But the phone went through.

"Hello?" Xu Yiqing's voice was full of surprise, "Hanhan...you haven't slept yet?"

"En." Tao Han answered while holding the phone.

"What are you doing?" Xu Yiqing asked.

"I'm thinking of you, brother." Tao Han said.

Xu Yiqing laughed: "What a coincidence, so am I."

"Has filming started tomorrow?" Tao Han asked.

"No, in 5 minutes." Xu Yiqing took a breath, "Today we are filming a night scene."

"Ah." Tao Han was taken aback, "So late?"

"The director said that I'm in good shape today... and moved the time forward." Xu Yiqing sighed, "I'm going to continue preparing, you go to sleep."

Tao Han opened his mouth, then bit his lip again: "Okay, send me a WeChat message when you're in the show, and send it to me when I fall asleep."

Xu Yiqing obviously didn't expect Tao Han to say that, and was a little stunned.

When he and Tao Han were working in the past, if they had something to do with each other, it was normal for them not to contact each other for three or four days, and they would not be so sticky about sending each other WeChat after work was over.

"Is it good?" Tao Han asked.

"Okay." Xu Yiqing was a little sweet in his heart, and whispered, "I will post it, go to sleep."