Worship [Entertainment]

With warmth on his lips, Xia An trembled all over, and the snowball in his hand rolled to the ground.

He felt that he had lost the ability to think, and his head was in chaos, as if it was also snowing.The snow behind him spread the chill to his back, while his face and chest were all hot.

The palms that had been tempered by ice water were still stained with snow water, and the frozen fingers seemed to be immersed in a world as hot as ice.

He didn't dare to open his eyes, his heart was beating violently, his eyelashes were trembling violently, and his lips were trembling a little, but it wasn't because of the cold.

Fu Jianyu noticed this, raised her body slightly, and said in a low voice, "What are you afraid of? Open your eyes."

Xia An felt that the ice and snow hadn't worked. His face was burning badly, as if he drank half a glass of white wine when he was a child.

Fu Jianyu held his hand and said again: "Let's talk for a while."

His voice was soft, with a hint of coaxing, Xia An slowly took his hand and sat up.

Seeing the snow on Xia An's back, Fu Jianyu raised her hand and patted his back, then did not put her hand down, but slowly slid to Xia An's waist.

The two sat quietly, cuddling each other, surrounded by the sound of cold wind and falling snow.

Xia An's heartbeat gradually became less rapid, he clenched his hands, and slowly gathered his courage.

"Why did Brother Fu just now..." Thinking of what happened just now, Xia An's ears were burning hot, and his voice became softer, but he still insisted on finishing the sentence completely, "Kiss me..."

"What do you think?"

Xia An raised his head in the night, and turned sideways to look at the people around him.In the night, he couldn't see the other person's face clearly, he could only vaguely see the glimmer in Fu Jianyu's eyes.

In one go, he said, "Does Brother Fu like me too?"

"Yes."

The answer without hesitation reached Xia An's ears, the voice was deep and mellow, solid and determined.Although there is only one word, it is worth tens of thousands of words.

Xia An opened his mouth, and the tip of his nose was sore, the excitement rushed from his heart to his throat, making him speechless for a while.

Fu Jianyu suddenly bent down, her face was very close to him, the tips of their noses were almost touching, and he was able to see the sparkle in Xia An's eyes, like the clearest pool of water. Soft as if filled with cotton.

He touched the corners of Xia An's eyes with his hand, wiped away the slight water, and sighed, "Why are you crying? Are you unhappy?"

Xia An was extremely ashamed, and quickly explained: "I'm not unhappy, it's... I'm so happy."

The feeling lingered in his chest, but it was hard to describe.It's like looking up at the vast starry sky all the time, but you can touch the sky full of stars when you reach out your hand.

Fu Jianyu held his hand and talked to herself so gently.They were so close, breathing intertwined, a scene that Xia An never dared to imagine.

On the night of September [-]th, he saw bunches of bright fireworks blooming wantonly in the gymnasium, like a dream. It was also on that night, the unexpected kiss on the forehead and the reliance in the dark, Xia An For the first time, I noticed a change in my psychology.

He is no longer just worshiping Fu Jianyu, no longer just fans' love for idols, there is a different emotion taking root in his heart, which cannot be ignored more and more.

Fingers intertwined outside the operating room, Xia An thought for the first time what his identity was in Fu Jianyu's eyes.

He thought about assistants, photographers, and friends, but he never thought about that kind of identity.In other words, dare not think.

Being able to stand beside each other and accompany each other seems to be the luckiest thing, no matter how much he dare not expect.

But now, Fu Jianyu answered him with certain words, that he likes herself too, which made Xia An's heart beat, her heart was surging, and tears welled up involuntarily.

He lowered his head in embarrassment, and explained again: "I'm sorry, I'm so happy..."

During the speech, because of the nasal sound, the usual clean voice was a little soft.

Fu Jianyu looked at the person in his arms, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it, and said in a low voice: "Don't apologize, there's nothing to be sorry for, and I'm happy too."

Over there, the dozen or so people who came out to have a snowball fight together scattered back to the hotel in several groups. It was dark, and no one paid special attention to it. When they reached the door of the hotel, Pan Qin swept them away and asked suspiciously: "Where are Jian Yu and Xiao Xia?" ?”

Yi Zhengxing looked at it and said, "Did you go back early?"

"It's possible. Halfway through the game, they seemed to disappear. They should have left early."

"That's it," Yi Zhengxing rubbed his frozen red ears with his palms, took a breath and said, "It's really too cold outside, I can't do it, I have to go back to my room!"

The others also dispersed one after another, and no one guessed that the two who disappeared earlier were still in the snow.

"Is it cold?" Fu Jianyu held Xia An's hand and rubbed it, "Your hands are a little cold, have you brought thick clothes?"

Xia An nodded obediently: "I brought some down jackets."

"The temperature may be lower tomorrow, so wear the thickest one, so as not to catch a cold." Fu Jianyu paused for a moment, and whispered in a very intimate tone, "Otherwise, I will feel distressed."

Xia An was glad that it was at night, and he seriously suspected that his face was already too red to see, so he nodded and said in a low voice, "Brother Fu is the same."

"Are we going back?"

Xia An shook his head: "I still want to stay for a while."

Fu Jianyu hummed, changed to a more comfortable posture, and hugged him from behind.

The night snow was still falling, but Fu Jianyu felt that her heart was as clear as the first snowflake.

But there was one more question that he wanted to ask clearly.

"Why didn't you give me any more presents later?"

Xia An reacted for a few seconds, thinking of the conversation more than half a month ago.

During the five years of running the station to organize support, Fu Jianyu held five birthday meetings, and Xia An also gave five gifts as a fan.

Because the supervision was not in place at that time, more than one celebrity had various accidents because of eating gifts from fans. Except for the first year, everything sent to Fu Jianyu had to go through strict review by the fan club, and To register with real name.

After the personal information was leaked by human flesh, Xia An was forced to close the website and quit the fan circle. Because of the management system of the support club, he had no chance to send gifts again.

Xia An explained the specific situation of gift giving, but he didn't mention things like human meat sealing stations. He felt that it seemed unnecessary for Fu Jianyu to know about these things.

"So that's what happened," Fu Jianyu was silent for a while, then smiled softly, and placed a soft kiss on Xia An's earlobe, "Got it, let's go back."

"Ah."

Xia An stood up in a daze, and was led back in a daze.

The sound of creaking and creaking sounded from the soles of the feet, making people feel inexplicably at ease.

The two walked back slowly, let go of their hands when they got near the hotel, and said good night in the corridor.

After taking a hot bath, the body warmed up.

Fu Jianyu doesn't use a hair dryer often. He sleeps late and likes to let his hair dry naturally.After taking a shower, he leaned against the head of the bed and found the station that had been dusty for several years in the small cell.He had read every Weibo in it, but when he found this Weibo, everything was over.

When he first stepped into the circle, his connections were weak, coupled with his indifferent and lonely personality, he held a birthday meeting in the first year. Originally, the number of people was limited, but in the end it was almost impossible to get enough people. This incident was ridiculed on the Internet For a long time, it is still used by many black fans.

It rained heavily that day, coupled with the organizer's mistakes, almost all the fans who came to the meeting left.

The agent had a big fight with the organizer, but the assistant finally delivered a slightly damp gift bag.

There is only one card in the bag, and the signature ID is "Summer".

There was a word of encouragement written on the card. The words were not very beautiful, but every single stroke seemed to be very serious.

After "You Guest" was screened in theaters across the country, his popularity soared, and he received hundreds of gifts in the second year.

But Fu Jianyu still remembered the person who gave the card last year. He found the ID called "Summer" in the pile of gifts. The handwriting has not changed much, especially the small tick at the end of the strokes, which is very recognizable.

This time I sent a fountain pen, pinned on a message card, with a smooth body and exquisite style.

Fu Jianyu used this pen for a year, and then the nib broke, but he didn't throw it away, and kept it all the time.

In the third year, Fu Jianyu received a book from Summer.

Before the birthday party, he just participated in a variety show. The host asked him if he had read the original work of the IP movie he just received.

Fu Jianyu has read that book many times, and his performance in that movie has won many praises and awards. The recommended inscription of the film festival that year reads: "After reading the novel and watching the movie, many people say, He played the role of Han Cheng with unparalleled comprehension, endowing him with unique flesh and bones."

The fourth gift, Fu Jianyu, also remembered that he once revealed his favorite anime character in an interview, and he also received a commemorative figure of Gaara at the fourth birthday party.

At this time, the fifth gift was worn on his hand. This watch was not durable. After it broke, Fu Jianyu sent it to a foreign watch master for repair and reconstruction, with a new case and strap. And it is hardly worn outdoors.It is repaired every year, and it is still by his side after so many years.

I don't know when it started, but Fu Jianyu often thought of this fan.When going on shows, filming, posting on Weibo, or even walking, I would guess what the other person looks like, what he likes, and what he is doing at the moment.

Will he watch the movies he made many times like other fans, engrave his name as a tattoo on his skin, or do other things that can link each other.

And in the autumn of the sixth year, Fu Jianyu searched for two hours among more than 2000 gifts, but she still couldn't find Summer's gift.

In the photos taken at the airport the next day, Fu Jianyu had a black face all the way, and even gave the reporter a cold look because he was too close to the photo.Netizens discussed and discussed various topics around it.

Year after year, he did not receive any gifts from that person, and he also understood in the passing years that the other person may have a new life and a new love, and he should have been left in the past .

Even if he tried to search for that ID on the Internet, what he finally found was a homepage that had been archived in the past.After confirming the handwriting and identity, it doesn't make much sense anymore.

Fu Jianyu gradually realized that the so-called bond between fans and idols was just as fragile as a thread and as shallow as a cicada's wing.

Accompanied by warmth, but there is an end.Life consists of countless acquaintances and farewells, and what he experienced was actually nothing more than ordinary.

Under the huge pressure of public opinion, he was able to face it calmly when the overwhelming black material was surging, but when he realized this, he was a little disheartened.

Even after walking through countless mountains and rivers, seeing bright stars, deep valleys and deep seas, and losing the most important companion, everything seems to be eclipsed.

But time has not failed him after all, after a long time, he returned the most important things to the palm of his hand.

It turns out that person has always been there, never really left.