i really like you

Tang Yuan lowered his head and played with the silver-white lighter, "Why don't you come?"

Tang Fu didn't hear clearly, "What?"

"Didn't you say you want to bend over to me?" Tang Yuan spat out a cloud of white mist, the corners of his mouth raised, "Bend over and look."

Tang Fu frowned.

Tang Yuan threw the lighter and cigarette case to him, "Just kidding."

The fine lines between Tang Fu's brows slowly unfolded, and he repeated the question he asked before, with a serious and bewildered expression, "Young Master Tang, have we met before?"

"never seen it."

Tang Yuan got up from the sofa, greeted the seniors in the group and left.

When Tang Fu came out to look for it, he saw a young man standing sideways under the neon lights, with one hand in his pocket and the other holding a cigarette, looking at the lights on the street, noble and distant.

His face changed, and that weird feeling came out again.

I want to bend my straight back.

Tang Yuan knew that Tang Fu was not far away, so he crossed the road without turning his head, and walked back to the hotel slowly.

Zhou Qingsheng came back after midnight, smelling of cigarettes all over his body. He played cards with a few colleagues in another room. He wanted to drink some more beer, talk about his ideals, talk about his ambitions, and make complaints about his difficulties. the scriptures.

However, the time passed so quickly, I felt like I didn't do anything, and the first half of the night had already come to an end.

Sleep in the second half of the night is very important, if there is less, the Qi will be weak during the practice, so several people have to go back to their respective rooms, wash and sleep.

Tang Yuan was lying on the bed reading comics, and he had to wait for Zhou Qingsheng to wash up to incubate drowsiness, otherwise he wouldn't be able to incubate with those sparse voices.

Zhou Qingsheng suddenly screamed.

Tang Yuan shook his hand, the phone fell and hit his face, he groaned in pain, "What are you doing?"

Zhou Qingsheng pointed to the open suitcase by the wall, with an expression as if he saw something strange, "Student, didn't you tidy this up yourself?"

Before going to bed, Tang Yuan went to get the mosquito repellent stickers from the suitcase, but forgot to cover the suitcase. He rubbed his face that hurt, "My wife made it."

Zhou Qingsheng squatted down to take a look, and took a breath in disbelief, "Your partner is too virtuous, I've never seen anyone arrange their luggage so well, like a professional."

The more he watched, the more shocked he became, "It's so detailed, I'm afraid you won't find it, and everything is labeled. There are really not many girls with such patience these days."

"The label on the bag of commonly used medicine is huge, and all the precautions are written on it. Junior, your partner treats you like a child."

Tang Yuan continued to read his comics, "You are right."

Zhou Qingsheng was envious and sighed, "Take care of a person like this for a long time, and you will be tired. Brother, do you want to try...well, just take care of your own life?"

Tang Yuan knew what he meant, and said with a light smile, "I didn't have a servant to serve me in the past few years abroad. I'm quite independent and can take care of myself."

Zhou Qingsheng was puzzled, "Then why..."

"He wants me to rely on him, so I will." Tang Yuan's words are simple and straightforward, and his thoughts are clear and pure. "When he is happy, I am also happy."

Zhou Qingsheng stared blankly at the young man leaning on the bed.

This love story is really... heart-pounding and touching.

Tang Yuan stopped talking, ignored Zhou Qingsheng, and focused on reading the comics.

It took Zhou Qingsheng a while to come back to his senses. He was quite shocked, and couldn't help asking curiously, "Schoolmate, what kind of person is your partner?"

"the person I like."

Zhou Qingsheng, "..."

After washing up, Zhou Qingsheng passed the suitcase by the wall and glanced at the label on the bag.

The words are all handwritten, with a fountain pen, each stroke is neat and powerful, and it is rare for a girl to have such a strong pen.

After half an hour or so of rustling, the lights were turned off, and the room was enveloped in darkness.

Tang Yuan said good night to Pei Wenjin, put his mobile phone on the cabinet, the screen was on, but it hadn't dimmed yet, in the blink of an eye, he met the gentle and bright eyes on the next bed, and the corners of his mouth twitched, "Senior, you don't sleep, What are you staring at me for?"

Zhou Qingsheng was caught on the spot, a little embarrassed, "It's nothing, nothing, go to sleep, good night."

Tang Yuanping lay back on the bed, the air conditioner was turned on in the room, the temperature was just right, and his eyelids were soon puckered together.

A voice sounded in the darkness, "Brother, are you asleep?"

Tang Yuan was in a daze, "Sleeping."

"You can still talk while sleeping, junior, you are amazing." Zhou Qingsheng muttered, "I can't sleep, maybe I drank too much coffee, I'm excited, this public welfare performance will be performed four times in a row, and there will be a charity fundraiser after the end, it seems There are also auction activities, I don’t know if I have time to stroll around before I go back, I heard that Xiangtan Temple is very effective in praying..."

The further you go down, the softer the voice.

Tang Yuan woke up immediately, Xiangtan Temple?After the performance, he will go there to worship Buddha and pray for safety.

Now he cherishes everything he has and hopes that everyone around him will be well.

A good night's sleep.

After breakfast in the morning, Tang Yuan followed other dancers to the rehearsal hall.

Because the performance is a group dance, the formation is the most important. The choreographer and several teachers deliberated many times before deciding on a scattered formation.

On stage, no matter where you are, it matters.

Where the director arranges you to stand, it must be that you think you are suitable for that position, so there is nothing to complain about.

Everyone rehearses so hard to present the best work.

Tang Yuan and Zhou Qingsheng stood together, kicking and pressing their legs repeatedly. The others were also warming up. If their muscles were not stretched properly, they might strain their muscles when practicing later, or be criticized by the director because their movements were not perfect.

No matter what it is, the one who suffers is himself.

Tang Yuan didn't hear what Zhou Qingsheng said. He saw two people coming in from the door, one was the teacher's husband and the other was Tang Fu.

"Student, don't be distracted." Zhou Qingsheng touched him with his elbow, "Help me press the back of my foot."

Tang Yuan went to get the mat.

When Zhou Qingsheng pressed the back of his feet, he kept talking. He talked about his performance experience since joining the troupe. Some went well and some didn’t. Remember the formation composition as soon as possible, and how to adapt to the situation if you jump wrong.

Tang Yuan finished listening without saying a word, smiled and blinked, "Senior, thank you."

Zhou Qingsheng was very embarrassed, "Actually, I didn't teach you anything, there is nothing to teach, and I don't know when I will be able to jump to the chief."

After less than a minute of mourning, he cheered up, "Brother, group dancing is actually more difficult than solo dancing. In addition to memorizing the movements, you also need to step on the spot and exchange positions with others in time. Anyway, we must consider the overall situation and not be individualistic."

"I know." Tang Yuan said, "It's not the first time I've done group dancing."

Zhou Qingsheng raised his head in surprise, "Skipped before?"

Tang Yuan sat on one side, his legs were spread apart, he hugged his left and right sides and pressed down, "Yes, I have been abroad a few times."

Zhou Qingsheng took a few breaths, his eyes unconsciously resting on the scattered black hair of the young man.

This time the formation took every player into consideration, even if the chief stood in the middle, the others would stand out as well and would not be buried, so it was not a matter of who is in charge and who is in charge.

If you change to another formation, apart from the protagonist, the rest are all supporting roles, and the primary and secondary roles will be clearly divided.

He believes that the reason why young people are very cooperative is because of this reason.

In the final analysis, Zhou Qingsheng purely felt that he would not play a supporting role for others, that he was born to be superior to others, and the noble spirit in his bones did not allow him to lower his head.

The regiment recruited him, and it will be more troublesome when making arrangements in the future.

"Are they all the protagonists?" He asked almost decisively.

"Sometimes yes, sometimes no."

Zhou Qingsheng didn't seem to react, "What did you say?"

Tang Yuan sensed something was wrong, he turned his head to look at Zhou Qingsheng, squinted his eyes and smiled for a while, "Senior, you have misunderstood me."

Zhou Qing moved his lips vividly, "You...you can also play a supporting role?"

Tang Yuan asked back, "Why not?"

Zhou Qingsheng was dumbfounded.

Tang Yuan stood up, stretched his limbs, forked his back, pulled his legs up, stretched his hands behind his calves, stretched his feet straight, and lifted his legs up, 180 degrees

Zhou Qingsheng didn't slow down and was in a daze.

Tang Yuan went to sit down in the corner, unscrewed the mineral water and took a sip into his mouth. Seeing Zhou Qingsheng approaching, with disbelief still in his eyes, he said, "Senior, I thought you would understand me. Unlike others, the first friend I made in the group was you."

"I also regard you as a friend, that is, that is..."

Zhou Qingsheng was at a loss for words, his handsome face flushed red, he raked his hair in frustration, "Student, in the novel, you are the protagonist."

"Life is not a novel." Tang threw a bottle of mineral water to him, "Everyone lives a lifetime, playing both the leading role and supporting role, even passers-by A, B, and C."

Zhou Qingsheng was stunned for a few moments, "Sounds very philosophical."

"Fudge."

Zhou Qingsheng, "..."

He looked at the young man, who obviously had a pampered appearance, but didn't have that temperament, and suddenly said seriously, "Student, there must be many people who like you."

Tang Yuan shrugged, "So-so, there are more people who hate me."

Zhou Qingsheng looked at him and smiled, and felt more and more like he hated seeing each other later. It would be nice if he got to know him earlier. He is really an interesting person.

The director shouted, Tang Yuan and Zhou Qingsheng got up and stretched their muscles and went to meet up.

As soon as the speakers sounded, everyone was stripped from the real world and put themselves into the role of farmers.

Every jump, every turn, the combination of rigidity and softness, whether it is emotion or dynamics, is full of fatigue and joy of harvest, and is extremely tense.

"stop--"

The choreographer named a dancer, "You were limp just now, where did your strength go? How painful is it to kneel down? I have practiced so many times in the group, how come the more you practice, the more you go back? Xiao Li, you can demonstrate , starting with the first two beats."

The young man surnamed Li did those movements again, kneeling on the ground in one go, with a touching impact.

The editor asked everyone to continue and start all over again.

When jumping to Shuangfeiyan's action, he called to stop again.

The clothes behind the eight people's exercise uniforms were all wet, and their chests heaved for a while. I don't know who was called this time, I hope it's not me.

The choreographer kept his face blank, his hands on his hips, and said nothing.

Wang Wenqing said, "Xiao Zhou, your back muscles are not strong enough, go to the side and press."

Zhou Qingsheng, "..."

He secretly cast a bitter look at Tang Yuan.

Tang Yuan was about to respond when he heard the teacher say, "Xiao Tang, come here."

Wang Wenqing shouted again, "Xiao Tang?"

Tang Yuan noticed that the teacher was looking at him, and he said oh, it was me.

Wang Wen asked the others to continue practicing, and she called the students aside, "You are a Shuangfeiyan."

Tang Yuan didn't ask anything, he simply pressed his legs left and right, bent his knee joints, squatted down, pushed the soles of his feet to the ground flexibly, took off, and leaped lightly into the air, his legs were fully opened to the sides, straightened, stretched Tight, like a swallow flying with wings spread, then landed and stood firm.

The action is beautiful and neat, and very smooth.

Wang Wenqing was full of pride, but her husband said, "It's okay to dance alone, but when you dance with other people, it looks jumpy, whether it's strength or dance sense, Xiaotang, you have to keep your rhythm Lean on the team members, you can't expect them to follow you, group dance is different from solo dance, the key is to be balanced and harmonious, just individual outstanding will only disrupt the overall aesthetic."

Tang Yuan twitched, "Understood."

Wang Wenqing asked Tang Yuan to rest aside. As soon as he sat down, a voice came from the left side, "Actually, you dance very well, but the teacher is too strict."

"I saw that there were two people who caught the most accurate time. One is the actor second from the left in the third row, and the other is you."

Tang Fu approached with brisk steps, standing in front of Tang Yuan, his eyes fell on the top of his black hair, moving down slowly, and saw the coquettish arc of his neck outside the neckline, which was so beautiful that it made one's heart palpitate.

Time passed in vain to the sound of drums, and Tang Fu was sure that no matter how beautiful the severed neck was, he had no intention of touching it.

To be precise, it's not that I don't want to, it's that I don't dare, I can't, it seems that it is an extremely sacred existence that cannot be profane.

Tang Fu frowned and knelt down, and asked in a low voice, "Young Master Tang, we really haven't met?"

Tang Yuan raised his head, with obvious impatience in his brows and eyes, "There are only three things."

Tang Fu said, "I just feel weird."

Tang Yuan ignored this, he asked Zhou Qingsheng for a towel to wipe the sweat off his face, "After the performance, we probably won't have the chance to meet again."

Tang Fu was startled, "Probably."

He turned and smiled again, "Not necessarily, you are the favorite student of the teacher's wife, and there will be opportunities to meet each other in the future."

Tang Yuan watched as Tang Fu was called away by his teacher. They didn't know what they said. He did a set of Xuanzi 360, and then discussed with the dancers in the troupe. He behaved very politely.

Zhou Qingsheng squatted over and looked in the same direction as his junior, "During the whole process of idling, Tang Fu's waist was very tight. I am too familiar with that movement. It has psychological effects on me. I was forced to kneel down and cry bitterly before by the teacher." .”

He rubbed his chin, "I don't have a lot of breath, I guess he insists on practicing small jumps and four turns for at least two hours every day, he is really a hardworking guy."

Tang Yuan was thoughtful. He was just skeptical about the video yesterday. Today he can be sure that Tang Fu has learned folk dances for many years. to the stage?"

"I thought about it when I was in school, but I don't think about it now." Zhou Qingsheng sighed, "I am old, and my body is not as good as that of a young man."

Tang Yuan rolled his eyes at him, "You are not yet 25."

Zhou Qingsheng continued to sigh, "Now the average age of active players is in their teens and 20s, and 24 is considered an old man."

"..."

Tang Yuan was too lazy to answer.

Zhou Qingsheng said twice, addicted to watching the excitement, "Student, don't sit still, go to Tang Fu's place, and do somersaults, you are very good at that, you two compare."

Tang Yuan squinted, "I twisted my waist, are you responsible?"

When Zhou Qingsheng heard this, his face suddenly fell down, "I can't afford it."

After a while, Tang Fu danced to the "Harvest" they performed this time. He just watched it once, and the movements can almost jump out of the beat.

Including several difficult movements, it earned the appreciation of the actors in the troupe.

Tang Fu took Zhou Qingsheng's place.

Zhou Qingsheng's eyelids twitched, probably because he felt a sense of crisis. After that, he was very energetic during the rehearsal.

During lunch, Tang Yuan was called by Pei Wenjin to leave the hotel. He stood on the steps and looked around, not knowing where to go to talk about the next thing. It seemed that there were people shaking everywhere, so he simply went back to the hotel.

Tang Yuan closed the door and called Pei Wenjin, "Have you found everything?"

Pei Wenjin, "Yes."

Tang Yuan was a little surprised, his footsteps stopped, and his mind went blank for three to five seconds before returning to normal, remembering what he wanted to say, "So fast?"

"It was checked last night." Pei Wenjin rubbed his forehead, "It was slower than I expected."

After finding Tang Fu's information, Tang Yuan was not in a hurry to ask again. He walked back and forth in the room, "Did you eat?"

Pei Wenjin said not yet, "I'll go later."

Tang Yuan didn't leave, he hooked the chair in front of him with his feet, sat down with his back turned, and lay on the back of the chair, "Then tell me about it."

Pei Wenjin said, "Tang Fu is Chen Shuangxi."

Tang Yuan simply didn't know what expression to put on his face, but the man said such explosive news in a flat tone, as if saying that the weather is not bad today.

Suddenly remembered that the air conditioner was forgot to turn on, no wonder he was sweating all over, he found the remote control and pressed it, sat back on the chair and asked, "Are you sure?"

Pei Wenjin threw the ball back, "What do you think?"

"I didn't know, so I asked you."

"You know." Pei Wenjin didn't give him face, and spoke sharply, "You have committed an old problem again. Whenever you encounter people and things that may hurt you, you want to escape."

Tang Yuan's face turned red and then black, "At this time, you are still deliberately angry with me!"

Pei Wenjin said, "I'm afraid you will suffer."

Tang Yuan lay on the back of the chair with his eyelids half closed, "It's a blessing to suffer."

Pei Wenjin said in a low voice, "Then you are blessed enough."

"Nobody hates Fuduo."

A helpless sigh sounded from the other end, "I can't tell you."

"Look at what you said," Tang Yuan curled his lips, "Let's be reasonable, no one is perfect, everyone has such and such flaws and flaws, don't you think so?"

Pei Wenjin made a sound from his nose, and smiled faintly, "You say so."

Tang Yuan coughed and rubbed his face with one hand, it was very hot, "Then why doesn't he know me? Pretend to have amnesia? It doesn't look like it."

"It's not an act," Pei Wenjin said. "It's his own request to replace all the memories of decades. They will be permanently lost and cannot be replaced. After that, there will only be Tang Fu, and there will be no more Chen Shuangxi."

Tang Yuan took a deep breath, goosebumps formed on his arms, he thought that the temperature of the air conditioner might be lowered, "What about the name?

"According to the information from the investigation, he chose the name before he replaced his memory." Pei Wenjin drank his saliva, "Fu, it means to start over."

Tang Yuan had many questions in front of him, floating back and forth.

He grabbed one and asked, "Why is the surname Tang? There are so many surnames, but he chose Tang. I think he attaches great importance to the rest of his life. He changed his face and started again. It doesn't seem like he just picked a name at random. "

Pei Wenjin tapped his fingers on the table, "Perhaps he thinks that the surname Tang can represent good fortune."

As if hearing a big joke, Tang Yuan sneered, "Tang Hongming is lingering in the prison, and he will stay in prison until he dies. Represents luck."

"Maybe he took that surname just because of you." Pei Wenjin said coldly, "He wants to be a little closer to your life."

Tang Yuan stopped talking.

The room was very quiet, and Tang Yuan could hear the crisp sound from the other end of the phone. It was the sound of mint candies being unwrapped, and his restless mood calmed down. Manpower and material resources, how did Chen Shuangxi do it?"

Pei Wenjin said, "That kid can endure what others can't, and has great endurance. He's a talent."

Tang Yuan already knew.

Pei Wenjin had more sugar in his mouth, and his voice was filled with human touch, and he stopped talking bluntly, "The money should be obtained from Zhang's family. As for the manpower, he created a new life for himself and prepared for a long time. "

Tang Yuan thought of trying his best, he rested his chin on the back of the chair, and lit it again and again. He didn't expect that Chen Shuangxi had dug out a golden mountain of the Zhang family before he ran away.

No wonder Zhang Shuran was so eager to annex the Chen family, and he did not hesitate to take out the video from that year to threaten Ale.

Zhang Shuran hid it very tightly.

Chen Shuangxi ate such a large piece, but he was still calm and calm, with the attitude of a sure winner.

I don't know what chips Chen Shuangxi used to threaten the Zhang family and save his life.

Unfortunately, he lost all his memories.

Pei Wenjin warned, "The reason why the search is so slow is because someone hid all his information, and it took me a lot of effort to dig it out."

Tang Yuan, "Oh."

Pei Wenjin said in a deep voice, "Don't follow me, promise me that you won't cause trouble."

"Okay, okay." Tang Yuan twitched the corners of his mouth, "Go and eat your meal."

There was no sound at the other end, and he couldn't laugh or cry, "My good brother, I'm here for a public performance, with the teacher and other members of the troupe following, so I can't cause trouble, and besides, I can't do it."

Pei Wenjin's breathing was a little heavy when he was called out by the young man. He closed his eyelids and said angrily, "Come back early."

Hang up after speaking.

Tang Yuan was stunned for a moment, and the corners of his mouth could not stop rising. Thinking of something, he pursed his lips, called Chen Lie, and told about Chen Shuangxi.

"Ariel, since I know, I can't hide it from you, or I'll have a lump in my heart. I've told you everything I need to tell you. How you choose is up to you."

After a pause, Tang Yuan said softly, "I respect your choice."

There was a sniffling sound on the other end.

Tang Yuan suddenly got up from his chair, "Ah Lie, are you crying?"

"No, damn it, I'm chopping onions!"

Chen Shuangxi was halfway through cooking, and ran out of the kitchen to answer the phone in a hurry. He still had onion juice in his hand. After hearing what Tang Yuan said, he was stunned, and subconsciously wiped his face, and the onion juice In his eyes, his tears were so hot.

Tang Yuan's face was full of dark lines. He dared to feel that his phone call was unlucky and delayed Chef Chen's cooking. He cleared his throat and asked with a suppressed smile, "What are you going to do for lunch? Scrambled eggs with onions?"

Display tearfully, "Pork and Onion Pie."

Tang Yuan swallowed his saliva, "How do you eat this at noon?"

Chen Lie said, "Xiao Chao wants to eat."

Tang Yuan was suddenly stuffed with dog food, and he said while swallowing, "You know how to do it?"

"Follow the steps. If you fail once, you can do it twice. I have plenty of time."

Chen Lie wiped away his tears with a few tissue papers, "Xiao Yuan, the Chen family disappeared a few years ago, and now everything is gone, I don't want to care about it anymore, fuck it."

"It doesn't matter if it's Chen Shuangxi or Tang Fu, he's doing my shit, I'm up to fate, I don't want to waste time for him, I don't know him well, I don't know him at all."

He choked up, cursing and talking nonsense, "Damn it, the grievances and hatreds of the previous generation can't reach this generation. If they can't, they're all gone. They're gone. Ashes to ashes, ashes to ashes."

Tang Yuan sighed, "If you have something to say, please don't cry."

"It's already said that the onion was chopped!"

Chen Lie's eyes were scarlet, tears streaming down his face, he twitched the corners of his mouth mockingly, "Let me tell you this, if in ancient times, I was the prince of a country, my younger brother colluded with the enemy country and jointly ruined the country, I don't want to If I snatch it back again, I am willing to bear the charge of a coward, and I just want to stay away from disputes and be a couple of gods and gods with my beauty."

"Xiaoyuan, with someone I like, I live a very solid life every day, basketball, clubbing, drinking and having fun, games, those things I used to love very much, now I don't want to touch them anymore, because there is always not enough time, I can't wait There are 48 hours in a day, you know what I mean, I know you do."

Tang Yuan's tone was complicated, he hesitated to speak, "Ah Lie, you have changed."

Just as Chen Lie was about to be hypocritical, he heard him say, "I didn't expect that one day I would hear the words "sacred couple" and those words from your mouth. It's not like your style, Xiao Chao. Did you make up your lessons?"

"..."