My current boyfriend became my black fan

"Okay!" Dou Jue became energetic immediately, "Then it's a deal!"

Liao Wenrui felt fooled: "You didn't sleep!"

"I'm going to sleep soon, you're the one who wants to seduce me." Dou Jue propped her chin happily, and yawned again, "This time I'm really going to sleep, good night."

"Good night." Liao Wenrui put down the ukulele and said good night, but he didn't turn off the video for a long time.

So they fell asleep listening to each other's breathing tonight. When Liao Wenrui woke up the next day, he found that his phone had long been out of battery and turned off.

He went to the studio in high spirits, seeing him humming a little song all the way, Iris couldn't help asking: "Brother Rui, are you in a good mood?"

Liao Wenrui: "Hmm, it's okay."

Not only is it okay, Iris thinks he is going to be beautiful.

Iris' car was approaching the studio, and seeing reporters lurking there, he couldn't help cursing "Fuck me", and then immediately turned around and walked through another passage.

"It's like guarding against thieves." Liao Wenrui felt unhappy, "Why do these people keep biting them?"

"Everyone is trying to scale up their moves. It's not easy for Dou Jue to squat in Singapore now, so of course he's squatting on you."

Liao Wenrui only felt that they were like flies, no matter what happened, they swarmed up, racking their brains to create scandals.I really need more people like this. I don't know how many gossip girlfriends have been created for him before, otherwise the rumor of homosexuality this time may be confirmed.

He peeled off a piece of fructose sadly, and just about to stuff it into his mouth, he stopped when he met Iris' burning gaze in the rearview mirror.

"what?"

"It's okay, you eat," Iris said, "I promise not to tell Sister Yan."

Liao Wenrui put the candy back into the wrapping paper: "I won't eat it, I'm so self-consciously alone."

Iris's shoulders began to shake, and his face was still tense and he couldn't laugh out loud. He was really suffocated.

After wandering around and entering the studio, Liao Wenrui finally heaved a sigh of relief.He stood on the scale on the first floor, and the stern-faced sister Yan looked at the data and said with satisfaction: "It's not over, come in."

Liao Wenrui cleared his throat: "Sister Yan, don't we need to be so strict?"

"That won't work." Jing Yan said, "You don't have any self-control in eating. If you let it go, you will become a bad old man with a beer belly and a bald head before you are 40 years old."

Liao Wenrui couldn't help imagining the scene, and reached out to touch his hairline.

After the uproar of homosexual incidents passed, Liao Wenrui resumed his work progress.When he was staying at home these days, he was not idle and wrote a ditty for Dou Jue.

But the lyrics haven't been decided yet, he wants to write something cheerful, but he doesn't want to be too sensational.

Songs and words are things that can expose people's hearts. Although you hide your affection, hide your ambiguous eyes, control your limbs, and suppress your soul, love will come out from every pore , emerging from your hesitant fingertips, leaking from your soft voice, overflowing from every word you wrote for him.

He still wrote this ditty into a little love song.

The twelfth lunar month was pushed back further and further, and Liao Wenrui's arrangement progress was improving day by day, so he reported the progress to Director Chen.Director Chen knew the problems he had caused some time ago, and comforted him: Don't pay attention to these messy things, just concentrate on being yourself.

Liao Wenrui thought to himself, then Dou Jue's father must be very knowledgeable about this matter, I don't know what his old man thinks.

If he really fell in love with Dou Jue, it would be a real headache to pass the test of Dou Jue's father.

But now he is not willing to let him retreat.

On the 24th of the twelfth lunar month, Dou Jue finished recording a public welfare documentary and returned to China to prepare for the final rehearsal of the show.

On the 27th of the twelfth lunar month, Liao Wenrui returned to Yanxi. His mother was teaching his apprentice at home. Seeing him come back, she immediately ordered him to help the nanny in the kitchen.

Liao Wenrui was overjoyed, he had been thinking about the food at home for a long time, and this time he happened to be a glutton.Unexpectedly, before he stepped out of the living room, his mother stopped him: "Don't steal it, Jing Yan greeted me."

"..."

Liao Wenrui had a bitter face: "The chicken is annoying..."

"Speak well." Mom said.

"understood!"

Liao Wenrui walked to the kitchen like a zombie.

When it was New Year's Eve, Dou Jue reminded him from three or four in the afternoon: "Remember to watch the Spring Festival Gala."

Liao Wenrui: "I know, I know, you've said it eight hundred times."

"How nice of you to come to the scene." Dou Jue said again.

"You call Dad, I will fly back now."

Dou Jue quickly looked around, but no one paid attention to him, so he had no psychological pressure and called "Dad".

Liao Wenrui: "..."

"Come here." Dou Jue challenged.

Liao Wenrui said, "I don't have your son." Then he quickly hung up the phone.

Dou Jue looked at the blacked-out screen and said to himself: "We have a day to settle accounts, Liao Wenrui."

At eight o'clock in the evening, Liao Wenrui was watching the TV on time, and his mother sat down beside him: "Didn't you never watch this?"

"Ah, a friend is going up today." Liao Wenrui said, "Just take a look."

"Is it Dou Jue?" Mom poured a cup of tea.

Liao Wenrui almost bit his tongue. He looked at his mother and asked, "Why?"

"I also surf the Internet now, and my mobile phone is not a decoration." My mother said, "Other people don't know you, but I don't know you?"

Liao Wenrui knew that his own mother was always clear in her heart and would not interfere with him too much, so she simply admitted: "When did you know?"

"I'm 30 years old, and I haven't even brought back a serious girlfriend," my mother said lightly, "I can't think of the worst, take you to the andrology department, shall I?"

Liao Wenrui frowned: "..."

"what do you want to say?"

"You are wise, what else can I say?"

Dou Jue's show is to sing with the popular sweet song queen. This song is very familiar to Dou Jue, because the song was composed by his versatile senior sister.Dou Jue has always said that his singing is not good, he is really too modest, at least his performance on the scene is still very good.

Mom: "The young man looks really good-looking."

Liao Wenrui agreed quite a bit, he never boasted about Dou Jue's face, "That's right."

My mother clicked her lips: "The answer is so fast, the person hasn't arrived at our house yet."

Liao Wenrui: "..."

"I don't like his father, but Dou Jue is a very nice young man. As long as he really likes you, I have no objection."

Liao Wenrui bit the bullet and said, "What if his father doesn't like your son either."

"Why doesn't he like it?" My mother raised her voice, and the advantage of singing Danjia came out. Her voice was still clear and penetrating. "Aside from being a man, what's not good about my son?"

Liao Wenrui said: "Then you dislike me as a man?"

"How can we intervene so much in matters of the younger generation? If Dou Jue is determined to like you and have a date with you, can he, Dou Ming, really break Dou Jue's legs? I'll go and reason with him then. , we are worthy of him."

Liao Wenrui didn't expect his mother to be so open-minded, and he was filled with emotion for a moment, and leaned his head on his mother's shoulder.

"I just think that I won't be able to hold my grandson in the future, and I feel a little regretful in my heart."

"Then I'll go and adopt a child." Liao Wenrui said, "Adopt a child with a sign of spirituality, and learn Yue opera from you."

"No, no, look at how you have the same problem as your father." Mom pointed to his forehead and said, "I haven't suffered enough yet?"

Liao Wenrui was surprised that this thinking was indeed fixed, so he had nothing to say.

"Don't worry, I won't rush you." Mom touched the ring on her finger, "You can talk about this later."

Dou Jue finished the show and couldn't turn on his mobile phone. He wanted to be the first to pay New Year's greetings to Liao Wenrui, so he was invited to the studio for an interview.

Finally, when he was free, the zero o'clock was approaching, and the four hosts got together to count down.Dou Jue slipped to the aisle outside, hid behind the fire cabinet, and called Liao Wenrui.

Liao Wenrui had finished the New Year's Eve dinner, was picking his teeth, and lazily said, "Happy New Year."

"Happy New Year," Dou Jue was robbed, and immediately said as a junior, "Can I have a red envelope for New Year's greetings? Dad."

Liao Wenrui shook his hand, and the silver toothpick jingled and dropped on the table.

"Good son, I'll go to WeChat to send you red envelopes in a while."

"Have you watched my show?" Dou Jue asked again.

"Look, did you ask for lip-syncing?" Liao Wenrui picked up the toothpick and continued to pick his teeth.

Dou Jue was proud, "I'll take it as you are praising me."

While they were on the phone, Liao Wenrui went to WeChat to forward a tacky number to Dou Jue: 6666.Dou Jue was particularly dissatisfied: "Shouldn't you send out individual numbers?"

"Is it too little?"

"It's too much, it's just right to subtract 460 six."

Liao Wenrui really did some calculations, and then discovered this kid's tricks. He wanted to laugh but didn't want to, and said awkwardly: "You asked me to post this, I didn't do it voluntarily."

He transferred a new amount to Dou Jue, and sent a sentence: Are you satisfied?

Dou Jue said, "It's just a friendly exchange between friends."

Liao Wenrui's face was flushed by his words, and they used the word "friend" badly. "You can do it, it's not over yet."

Dou Jue paid New Year's greetings to Liao Wenrui's mother, and when he heard someone calling his name, saying that it was time for the curtain call chorus, he reluctantly hung up the phone. When he hung up, he deliberately emphasized: "Remember my birthday."

Liao Wenrui got impatient with his nagging, and rolled his eyes: "Only you reminded me seven or eight times a day, who dares to forget."

Dou Jue's birthday came quietly amidst all kinds of busy things.Liao Wenrui called someone to clean up the seaside villa that he basically didn't live in, and planned a luxurious birthday party for two.

He faintly knew that he had already made a decision that could not be turned back, and maybe he would face more storms after taking this step.

But he was suddenly full of courage, and he decided to push open the front door to have a look, to have a look.

Dou Jue turned down all the activities on the grounds that she was "very valued by family members on birthdays in the year of birth", and with a heart like a lark, she came to the place indicated by Liao Wenrui amidst the noise of chirping.

The manager personally sent him over, and used his superb drag racing skills to avoid the following paparazzi and deliver him safely.

"Happy birthday." Xiao Chen said, "I wish you all wishes come true."

"Brother Chen, you've changed." Dou Jue wanted to put his pockets on, but found that he didn't have any pockets on his body at all, showing a distressed expression: "You have learned to tell dirty jokes."

broker:"……"

In the end, whoever is yellow doesn't have a B number in his heart?

The closer it got, the more excited the lark on Dou Jue's chest became, chirping and chirping almost to death.

He took a deep breath and rang the doorbell.

Liao Wenrui's face appeared on the video screen, and the door opened in an instant.

This is a two-person villa on the first floor. The scenery is quite good. The decoration style is very simple, deserted and unpopular.He paced in, looking around.A small silver bell gurgled down the stairs and landed at his feet.

He picked it up and saw that there was a note tied to it: Go upstairs.

He couldn't help laughing, who did Liao Wenrui learn this trick from?

Just as he was slowly going upstairs, the melodious piano music sounded slowly.It's like the wind is blowing across the coast, knocking on the brightly colored shells, or like a bird returning from foraging, rushing into the jungle, and entwining its neck with its partner.

Like a waltz flying on the dance floor, intimate lovers are dancing while holding hands.

Like when the sun is setting, the lovers stand under the square, kissing while making wishes.

Dou Jue climbed up the steps, and a dim candlelight gradually appeared in front of his eyes.Liao Wenrui was wearing a white suit, sitting in the center of the room, and the pure white piano almost blended with him.

"If we have an afterlife,

Will you still choose to meet again?

I use strings,

Turn around in your mind,

Turn around and discover a new world,

hold hands,

Promise is forever.

......"

The singing ended when Dou Jue approached.

"Stop singing?"

"Stop singing." Facing himself, Liao Wenrui was extremely nervous. He found that his endurance was not that high, and he missed the third last eight beats, and the whole song ended hastily. fail.

"It's pretty nice." Dou Jue seemed regretful, stepped over the candles, and walked to Liao Wenrui's side.

Liao Wenrui said that he calmed down his emotions nervously, and then said: "Happy birthday."

"Thank you, Brother Rui." Dou Jue sat next to him, and put his fingers on the keyboard, "Didn't you agree to teach me to play the piano?"

"Oh," Liao Wenrui's mind went blank, "Is there such a thing?"

Dou Jue smiled: "You promised yourself."

"Then teach a simple one." Liao Wenrui said, "What do you want to learn?"

"Satie's Jeteveux, I just listened to it a few days ago, and I think it sounds good." Dou Jue gently touched Liao Wenrui's hand, and found that his palm was wet with sweat, and started laughing again.

Liao Wenrui opened his hand: "Just learn, don't move!"

Dou Jue immediately raised his hands to show his innocence.

Liao Wenrui knew what Dou Jue was pretending to be thinking, but he still tried his best to teach those who wished to take the bait.Dou Jue got started very quickly, and they played a section together after a while.Liao Wenrui felt something was wrong: "You learned this song specially before."

Dou Jue said stubbornly: "No."

But he played so smoothly that Liao Wenrui didn't believe his nonsense, and simply played along with his progress.

Two people playing the piano are far more lively than one person. They sit in the candlelight, sharing the tacit understanding with each other, and getting better.

Dou Jue looked back at Liao Wenrui from time to time, and Liao Wenrui also looked at Dou Jue from time to time.

The occasional glance at each other made the two hearts vibrate unconsciously.The distance between the two was getting closer and closer, and when they found out, no one was taking care of the piano, and the candlelight reflected their shadows of being close to each other.

I don't know who's eyelashes began to tremble first, lips tested each other, then tongue, teeth tip, cheek to cheek, arm to arm, chest to chest.

After the kiss was over, Dou Jue pressed his forehead against Liao Wenrui's and asked pantingly, "Isn't this a kiss between friends?"

Liao Wenrui bit his chin: "You have the ability to do the same with your other friends!"

Dou Jue laughed softly, pressed Liao Wenrui on the piano, and kissed him again.

At the end of the second kiss, he leaned into Liao Wenrui's ear and said, "Brother Rui."

Liao Wenrui felt that Hun'er was not his own anymore, and he was in a fog, panting: "What?"

"Eight years ago, when you went to find me, you were planning to have sex with me, right?"

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Clap clap, the whole show is over.

Uh huh, there is no car, but thirty red envelopes were sent in the message, congratulations on finishing it.

(Why do you all believe that you are so honest and will be deceived by bad men!)

Jeteveux, piano piece by French composer Eric Satie, means I need you.Daga can go to Netease Cloud to search and listen to it by himself.