Fanservice Paradox

Xiaowen drove them to the high-end apartment that Pei Tingsong had been renting outside.Fang Juexia looked out the window, it has been more than two years, he has never been to the place where Pei Tingsong lives.Their intersection is only company and itinerary.Even when he was working, he was extremely indifferent to Pei Tingsong, as if he didn't exist, as if he didn't have this person in his eyes.

They can actually maintain this two-way endurance for two years.

"arrive."

Fang Juexia responded, opened the car door and went out first, but Pei Tingsong didn't know what to do, he just couldn't get out.Seeing him like this, Fang Juexia bent down and looked in, "Pei Tingsong, we're here."

Pei Tingsong raised his head, shook his head again, and crawled out of the carriage unresponsively. When he got out of the car, his center of gravity was unstable, and he fell on Fang Juexia like a tree whose roots had been uprooted.

Probably because of the alcohol coming up again, he felt that Pei Tingsong was more serious than before.

"Hey, slow down, couldn't you still talk just now?" Fang Juexia reached out to support him, and then called Xiaowen to help.Two people carried him to the downstairs of the apartment. The entrance here is face recognition, but Pei Tingsong seemed sleepy and couldn't open his eyes no matter what. Xiaowen threw him on Fang Juexia and pushed Pei Tingsong away with both hands. Eyelids, forcing him to identify with the camera.

"It hurts." Young Master Pei Tingsong got angry and pushed Xiao Wen away with a slap.Fang Juexia had nothing to do, so he could only coax him, "Look at it, you can only go up if you recognize it."

After listening, Pei Tingsong turned to face Fang Juexia and blinked.

"It's not me." Fang Juexia held his face and turned to the right, pointing at the camera, "Look here."

It took a long time before they finally went upstairs.To Fang Juexia's surprise, the apartment Pei Tingsong lived in was much simpler than he had imagined. He had thought that a kid from his family would live in a high-rise mansion with hundreds of square meters alone.Facts have proved that he is not yet that extravagant. The house is beautiful, with two bedrooms and two halls with floor-to-ceiling windows, but the furniture is pitiful. The living room has almost nothing except a couch, and it is empty everywhere.

It doesn't feel like home at all.

"Juexia, you can stay here with him today. This is the change of clothes and toiletries I brought you from the dormitory. It was originally for going to the hotel, but it happens to be fine now," Xiaowen said to Pei in a hurry. Song Fu sat down on the sofa, looked at the time, "I will drive Lu Yuan to the airport later."

"Is he going to record a show?"

"That's right. If I'm running out of time, let's go first."

Fang Juexia sent him to the door, "Be careful when driving."

Close the door, only the two of them are left in the house.He changed his slippers, took another pair of slippers, walked to the sofa, and put them on the ground, "You change your shoes too."

Pei Tingsong hummed, kicked off his shoes, and took off his coat, "It's so hot." He also took off the innermost black wool sweater with one hand, and threw it on the sofa, with nothing on his upper body. , leaning back on the sofa.

His skin was also fair, and his whole body turned red after drinking.

"You're going to catch a cold." Fang Juexia sighed, and took the coat over to cover him, but Pei Tingsong tore it off as soon as he put it on, "It's really hot."

"It's hot in a woolen sweater, and the coat won't be so hot." Fang Juexia pulled him up, helped him put on the coat, and zipped it up, but Pei Tingsong moved his hand in the last stubbornness, and pulled the zipper down. showing his abs.

Looking at his figure, Fang Juexia felt strange, when did Pei Tingsong go to the gym, he had abdominal muscles, pectoral muscles and mermaid lines.He dances every day and only has abs.

"You're looking at me." Pei Tingsong tilted his head and blinked at Fang Juexia.

"No." Fang Juexia stood up, "You take a rest here, I'll go wash up first."

The bathroom is quite large.Fang Juexia was not worried that a drunk person was outside, so he could only take a quick shower and come out in the shortest possible time.He was thinking about whether to wash out the clothes he was wearing today, even though he was wearing the clothes provided by the styling team for the show today.

Let's tidy up first.Fang Juexia picked up the jacket, shook it, a piece of paper fell out of it, and landed lightly on Fang Juexia's slippers.

He bent down to pick it up, glanced at it, and stuffed it into the pocket of the pajamas he was wearing.

"I'm done using the bathroom." He came out after wiping his hair, only to find that Pei Tingsong, who was still on the sofa just now, stood up now, holding the floor-to-ceiling windows with both hands, as if he was looking out.

Fang Juexia walked over, "Are you sober? Go wash up and go to bed early."

Pei Tingsong leaned against the window glass and nodded, turned around and walked towards the bathroom by himself.Fang Juexia was a little worried, and reached out to support him, but Pei Tingsong refused.The 1.9-meter tall man was staggering when he walked, and Fang Juexia was frightened when he saw it, for fear that he would fall to the ground at the next step.

But it seemed that he was worrying too much, Fang Juexia was relieved when he heard the sound of the bathroom door closing.He walked around the empty living room, and suddenly thought of the problem of sleeping at night.

Fortunately, there are two rooms.

However, this idea was soon verified to be just his naive assumption.There are indeed two rooms, but there is only one bed.The other bedroom was converted into a study and workspace, with two large bookcases, a desk and workbench, and various musical instruments such as guitars and keyboards.

"What should I do..." Fang Juexia had a headache about where she was going to be tonight, but couldn't help but walk in.The study is the most living part of the apartment.

No, not breath of life.Fang Juexia denied her own conclusion in her heart and made a revision.

It was full of Pei Tingsong's breath.

He walked in, and there was a smell of paper books in the room, which was very strange. Although it was a cold night in the city, he felt the warmth of the sun drying the pages of the book.The table was a bit messy, with unclosed books spread out, a thick pile of papers, various notes, and a very bright sticky note sandwiched in front of the desk lamp with a few large characters written on it—please don’t clean up here.

The corners of Fang Juexia's mouth couldn't help but curl up. He guessed that the house should be cleaned regularly by the cleaning lady. Otherwise, this young master who can't even make a bed would not be able to keep it tidy by himself.Just looking at this little sticky note, he could imagine Pei Tingsong vowing to guard his messy desk to the death, writing down his request in English-to-Chinese translation, saying please.

There is a piece of paper on his desk, which is full of his writing and drawing. There are many repeated words, as if he is practicing calligraphy.Fang Juexia felt a little cordial, as if it was a draft paper for a literary lover.

He sat down to read the handwriting on the paper, most of them were the signature of Pei Tingsong's name, and there were some scribbled English.

A few words were very interesting and attracted Fang Juexia's attention.

[The taste of coffee is brown, and the taste of cream is soft white.

Add ice cubes, the taste of ice cubes is clear and colorless.

After drinking it, the cold air opened the esophagus.

Ice is a diamond that trickles down your throat. ]

It seems that his mind is always full of whimsical ideas, unconstrained and unpredictable.Fang Juexia pushed aside a book, wanting to continue reading, but the book accidentally dropped on the ground. He hurried to pick it up, and found a picture on the ground, which seemed to have fallen out of the book.

In the center of the photo is an old man sitting in a wheelchair, wearing reading glasses and smiling kindly.There was a child squatting beside the wheelchair, about thirteen or fourteen years old, holding a newborn puppy in his arms, smiling with crooked eyebrows, full of youthful air.

When he was a child, Pei Tingsong was like a cactus seedling, even the thorns were soft, not like thorns, but like rays of light shining in the clouds.

Fang Juexia put the photo back in the book, stood up, and suddenly realized that a long time had passed, but there was no movement from Pei Tingsong.

He couldn't help being a little worried. Pei Tingsong seemed to be sane, but he really drank a lot.Besides, the last time he drank the fragments, it was also before and after Pei Tingsong took care of him, so he always wanted to repay his kindness.

There was indeed no movement in the bathroom, not even the sound of the shower.Some not-so-good possibilities popped up in Fang Juexia's mind.

Shouldn't you faint?

By the way, you can't just take a bath after drinking!

Thinking of this, Fang Juexia slammed sideways at the bathroom door, who knew that the bathroom door was not locked at all, it was just closed, and he knocked himself to the ground, almost unable to get up.

"...It hurts."

Fang Juexia frowned and raised his arms, looked inside, and found that Pei Tingsong was taking a bath.

Taking a bath is even more dangerous!Fang Juexia didn't care about the pain, so she ran barefoot to the innermost bathtub.Pei Tingsong leaned his head against the side of the bathtub, closed his eyes, and remained motionless.

"Hey, Pei Tingsong, wake up." He patted Pei Tingsong's face, and seeing the other party slowly open his eyes, his heart that was about to jump out was a little more stable.

The social news headlines about the sudden death of the members of the boy group in the apartment just popped into his mind.

Pei Tingsong's eyelashes were covered with moisture, and he blinked slowly twice, finally focusing on Fang Juexia's face. The corners of his mouth were raised, and he raised his hand with a smile, covering Fang Juexia's entire face with his palm.

"What are you doing..." Fang Juexia held his hand, pulled his arm to support him, "Come out, you can't take a bath when you're drunk."

"I'm not drunk." Pei Tingsong spoke a lot slower than usual. It seemed that in order to prove that he was really not drunk, he stood up forcibly while holding onto the edge of the bathtub.

Fang Juexia was already squatting by the bathtub, but Pei Tingsong's stop caught him off guard and he turned his head suddenly.He didn't know what was going on with him either, he also had what the other party had, and it was nothing if he saw it.

But his heart clearly told him that there was something.

"You really..." Fang Juexia was at a loss for words for a while, so he got up and pulled a bath towel, and wrapped it around him with his head tilted, "Don't move around."

"Hello... fierce." Pei Tingsong spoke slowly, without his usual hostility and sharpness, and sounded a little aggrieved.

"You were the one who was disobedient first." Fang Juexia wrapped up the bath towel and walked towards the bedroom with his arm, "Be careful not to knock."

Pei Tingsong said slowly, "...I, I'm not stupid."

After finally getting him to the bed, Fang Juexia took a breath, helped him to lie down, and said, "Yes, you are the smartest."

Unexpectedly, the next moment, he was dragged down by Pei Tingsong and threw himself on top of him.

The distance shrank suddenly, and the oxygen froze. Fang Juexia held his breath and stared at the person under him.

His mind went blank, unable to issue any effective emergency commands.

Pei Tingsong suddenly laughed, his teeth were white, and his eyes were full of him.

"You finally praised me."

He said this slowly, wrapping his arms around Fang Juexia's back.

Fang Juexia was stunned, he never expected Pei Tingsong to say that.He is obviously the most arrogant kid in the world, born with talent and self-confidence.

"You..." Fang Juexia wanted to struggle, but was held tighter by Pei Tingsong, so he could only tell the truth, "Do you know who I am? You drank too much."

Not knowing what's wrong with this sentence, Pei Tingsong turned around with his arms around him, pressing Fang Juexia under him.

"Get up, I can't breathe..."

"I know who you are." Pei Tingsong's forehead hair hung down, half covering his deep eyebrows, "You are Fang Juexia..."

It turned out to be clear.Fang Juexia frowned and pushed him, "Then get up and don't press me down."

"You are damn Fang Juexia..."

Damn it, this prefix really fits Pei Tingsong's personality very well.Fang Juexia knew that he drank too much, and didn't want to worry about it, she just wanted to wrap him in a quilt and close the door, and go out and squeeze on the sofa overnight.

Pei Tingsong was not forgiving, he looked the same as usual, yet different, he muttered a few vague words in English, then lowered his head and leaned against Fang Juexia's collarbone.

The hot air sprayed on his skin, Fang Juexia felt his chest was compressed to the point where he lost the strength to beat his heart, "Yes, I am Fang Juexia, damn Fang Juexia, let me out after you are done scolding."

Pei Tingsong pressed against his chest, "You...do you appreciate others?"

Fang Juexia asked inexplicably, "Who?"

"Those people, the screenwriter, Brother Xi Qing, and many others..." Pei Tingsong's voice was already low, but it became even deeper when he was drunk.

Fang Juexia didn't understand why he suddenly said this, let alone what it had to do with Pei Tingsong, "Yes, they are all excellent, very powerful..."

"Am I not good?" Pei Tingsong suddenly raised his head, his neck flushed, "Am I not good today?"

"You..." Fang Juexia's heart skipped a beat, "Of course you are also very good and powerful."

The most powerful one is you, you are brave and resourceful, and you can put all the high players in the game you set up.

"But you didn't praise me at all." Pei Tingsong lowered his head again.

Fang Juexia was too surprised, he didn't expect Pei Tingsong to be entangled in his evaluation, even unhappy.

He marveled at Pei Tingsong's ability more than once during the game, but he didn't know how to tell him.He can easily express his approval to other people, but when facing Pei Tingsong, he seems to need a lot of courage to smile.

Fang Juexia herself couldn't find a reason for this difference in treatment.

"Do you still feel...do you think I'm prejudiced against you?" Pei Tingsong lay on his chest, "I said before, I was wrong before, I didn't think about it that much..."

He never thought that Pei Tingsong would be so frank after he was drunk, so frank that he felt guilty.

Fang Juexia took a deep breath, "I didn't say that, I know you have changed, you said it."

"But you don't trust me, you, you always avoid me..."

He was right.He couldn't completely dissolve the two-year mutual exclusion in a short period of time, and Ren Pei Tingsong broke into his safe area.Even though he had let go of it a long time ago, subtly keeping a distance has become his inertial defense when dealing with Pei Tingsong.

Even if he knew that Pei Tingsong was no longer the Pei Tingsong who targeted him everywhere in the past, he no longer had arrogance, and even his youthful and frivolous desire to win was used by him as a stepping stone, placed at Fang Juexia's feet.

Why is it so hard to give up your heart?

Fang Juexia also wanted to know the answer.

"I used to bully you, and I know you hate me too," Pei Tingsong stopped short, and continued to defend himself, "but now...I really want to be with you and be friends with you. Look Won't you come out? It's obvious to me. You're fine, Fang Juexia, you're fine..."

He was speaking intermittently and with great difficulty, but each word was so heavy that it smashed into Fang Juexia's heart one by one, making deep and shallow depressions, oozing sour juice.

"Be friends, you can be friends." Fang Juexia stretched out his hand hesitantly, and covered Pei Tingsong's head as a kind of comfort, "But I'm not as good as you think."

"No," Pei Tingsong raised his head suddenly, as if he was thinking hard, "You are fine, you look good...you are smart...you look good..."

Is it just good looking?Fang Juexia couldn't laugh or cry.

"Also, you are kind, you are cool, yes, your attitude towards life is cool, and the way you pursue your dreams is also cool."

Fang Juexia couldn't help laughing, "It's cool without you."

Pei Tingsong didn't know whether to imitate him or respond, but he repeated, "Cool without you..."

He didn't want to entangle the topic of who was cooler anymore, his hands were numb, and now he just wanted to coax Pei Tingsong, "I see, you don't have any prejudice against me now, and what you did to yourself in the past I'm sorry for what you did. I forgive you, I also apologize to you, and I used to snub you as if you didn't exist, I'm sorry."

Pei Tingsong nodded on his stomach, "Then, then I forgive you too."

"Okay, then we forgive each other, can you get up?"

Pei Tingsong was quite obedient, he got up half of his body to make room, but before Fang Juexia came out, he fell down again, "I don't have the strength."

God...Fang Juexia is almost lost.

After drunk, Pei Tingsong was really no different from his dog, clingy and couldn't be chased away, even his body temperature was very hot.

"I used to really want to have an older brother..." Pei Tingsong lay down on his face this time, steam wafted over as he spoke, and all the pores of Fang Juexia's body resonated with his sound waves.

The word "brother" was originally very simple, but it was endowed with too many unpredictable meanings in Pei Tingsong's word games.So much so that Fang Juexia felt complicated every time he listened to it.

Does Pei Tingsong want him to be his brother?

But he couldn't say that you could think of me as your brother.

The person on top of him suddenly reacted belatedly, got up with difficulty, and reached out to touch Fang Juexia's waist.Fang Juexia was a little ticklish, so he dodged and grabbed his hand, "What are you doing? It's very itchy."

Pei Tingsong, who was caught by the hand, blinked in confusion, then looked at Fang Juexia, "Does your back hurt?"

"Why would my back hurt if I didn't do anything?"

As soon as he blurted out, Fang Juexia felt a little regretful.This sentence is too ambiguous. Fortunately, Pei Tingsong is so drunk now, otherwise he would definitely make fun of him and use the worst tone to ridicule his unintentional words.

But he didn't expect that after hearing this, Pei Tingsong would have a relieved expression, "You, you told senior brother that your back hurts, and you practiced dancing... I heard it, and I thought it was true, you I don't usually lie."

He suddenly realized, no wonder Pei Tingsong ran over to touch him, forcing him to make a fuss, and almost wrestled with each other.

It turned out that what he said at that time was true, not some overtones, he really came to confirm whether he had a back injury.

"I'm fine, I'm not hurt."

Pei Tingsong nodded heavily, his hair shaking wildly.Then he thought of something, and said sternly, "But I was hurt." After speaking, he pointed to his forehead.

Fang Juexia wanted to laugh, he held Pei Tingsong's hand, "It's this way, you're pointing the other way."

"Oh." He touched it, and then said you're right loudly, like a fool.

Fang Juexia thought it was so funny, he even wanted to record Pei Tingsong's stupid and dumbfounded appearance, anyway, this guy had done this before.

Forget it anyway, the recording is not safe after all, even though they didn't do anything.

Do?The word "do" seems to be very ambiguous, and he has obviously taken him away.

"And this." Pei Tingsong stretched out his hand in front of Fang Juexia's face, "It hurts too."

The tooth marks on the tiger's mouth had already formed small scabs, but it was a little red after bathing, and even the hard scabs became soft.

Speaking of which, the injuries on his forehead and hands were all related to him.

Fang Juexia felt a little guilty, "Yes, I bit you, I'm sorry." To show his sincerity, he even reached out and touched Pei Tingsong's tiger's mouth.

"Yes, it was you who bit it." Pei Tingsong nodded. He thought this topic was over, but he suddenly held Fang Juexia's chin with his hand, forcing him to look up, and then bent down, a set of movements Fang Juexia was caught off guard.

"Hey!"

He was obviously very docile just now, but suddenly he turned back to that wolf cub.

How is this going?

"what are you doing?"

His sensory system was attacked.

Everything failed, he couldn't see or hear, he could only feel the touch of soft lips against his Adam's apple.

Lips parted.

"I'm going to bite back."

Not playfully biting, not biting on his hand.Instead, it bites the throat of the prey like a hungry predator, releases fresh and warm blood, and waits for his life to pass away bit by bit, completely belonging to himself.

Fang Juexia came back to his senses, pushed him violently, and struggled hard, but what he did seemed to enrage Pei Tingsong even more, he held his forearm with his backhand, both wrists were brought together above his head, and he tightly squeezed Pei Tingsong with his wide, bitten hand. hold.

He looked down at Fang Juexia, his eyes extended from his eyes to the red corners, to his unique birthmark.This appears to be a process of identifying prey.

"Pei Tingsong, don't get drunk." Fang Juexia's eyes turned back to that kind of stubbornness and fearlessness, which made Pei Tingsong, who was delirious, feel more and more familiar.

"I'm not drunk." Pei Tingsong was also very stubborn, "You know, have you ever seen you drunk? I'm not...not drunk at all."

Yes, but not much better.

Anyway, I always regret it when I wake up.

There was a dull pain in his neck, Fang Juexia frowned, worried about how he would appear on camera in the next few days, and how he would explain it to others.He was still struggling, twisting his body as he twisted his arms.

Pei Tingsong didn't let him go, his strength was terrifying, and he frowned, "Fang Juexia, you messed up my bed."

"You let go of me, it's uncomfortable."

"I do not."

Pei Tingsong became a little unhappy, he didn't want to look at Fang Juexia's face, so he lowered his head, panting, suddenly seemed to find something, stretched out his free hand, and scratched on the bed sheet.My eyes were blurry and my head was dizzy. I had to scratch a few times before I could pinch a small piece of paper.

He squinted, reading the words on the paper.

But Fang Juexia saw the ukulele written on the side facing him faster, and he came back to his senses all of a sudden, shame was haunting him for no reason, and he wanted to grab it back but couldn't break free.

"Don't move, I can't read clearly..." Pei Tingsong was unhappy, and read a line for a long time, "Who is this, who taught me how to write?"

That's your word, fool.

"No, that's not right..." Pei Tingsong's brows suddenly widened, "I wrote this, it was written to Fang Juexia before I committed suicide..."

"Yes," Fang Juexia no longer had the strength to resist, "This is your suicide note, it's okay."

Pei Tingsong smiled all of a sudden, as if he was very happy, "I thought you lost it."

He should have thrown it away, it was just a prop for a game, he didn't understand why he kept it.

Fang Juexia wanted to change the subject, he didn't want to talk about this piece of paper anymore, and he didn't want to recall the shock when he saw that sentence at the beginning.

"Why are you so drunk?"

For a while, he hit the straight ball with stars in his eyes, and for a while he looked like a lunatic.

He couldn't even coax him well.

"What's wrong with me?" Pei Tingsong pinched the piece of paper, frowning slightly, "I'm much better than you, do you know how drunk and terrible you are? You insist on hugging me, insisting on letting me be with you sleep together……"

Fang Juexia was ashamed to listen to these complaints that he had heard once, "Don't say it, I know, I'm sorry for you."

"You don't know." Pei Tingsong interrupted him, and sealed his mouth with the small note in his hand, like a seal.

Fang Juexia's eyes widened.

"You don't know what you did then."

He bent down, like a beautiful collapsed palace, suddenly fell in front of Fang Juexia's eyes, shaking the mountain in an instant.

"You kissed me that night, Fang Juexia." Pei Tingsong's voice was very slow and deep.

Then, he kissed her through the paper.

Fang Juexia's breathing stopped suddenly, and he was submerged by the ruins, unable to move his body, and his mind went blank.

In the next moment, these broken walls and ruins resumed gathering, and returned to the high sky little by little.He seems to have escaped from the kiss of water through the paper, and has been given breathing space.

But Pei Tingsong who left frowned, dissatisfied with this level of restoration, so he reached out and lifted the seal that only lasted for a moment.

"No, that's right."

He actually kissed it.