Fanservice Paradox

"What did you say?"

Cheng Qiang almost stopped immediately, "Who did Xiao Pei kiss?"

"Accidentally, oh, little Pei is not gay." Without explaining too much to his manager, Ling Yi, who got the first-hand fresh and hot melon, directly forwarded this private conversation of Pei Tingsong to Chu Pei Ting The five groups of people other than Song, the group name [hoe the strong and help the weak to resist the group bully (5)]

[Dash number: Forward message]

[Dash number: Brothers, I am here with a source of happiness! ]

[Your Huo brother or your Huo brother: Is this friend you are talking about yourself·jpg]

[Dash number: And the one he kissed was definitely a man, I dare to block my height in the next life!This kind of panicked tone is definitely kissing a man by accident! ]

［翻花手国家一级表演者：哈哈哈哈哈哈哈哈哈哈哈哈哈哈哈哈母胎单身饥不择食］

[Dash number: By the way, Xiao Pei has never been in a relationship. He is so handsome. Isn't it good to be abroad? ]

[Your Brother Huo is still your Brother Huo: How is it possible.I have talked with him, he thinks dating is meaningless and a waste of time, you don’t understand the thoughts of adolescent middle school children...]

[Dash number: Damn, then this can't be the little bully's first kiss! ]

[National first-class performer of Fanhuashou: Wait, let me take a look, Xiao Pei has been running around the schedule for the past few days, wasn't he still recording Escape from the Sky yesterday?Where did he get the time to see friends?I even kissed people...]

[A good captain is necessary at home: Xiao Wen told me that Xiao Pei slept with Jue Xia in his apartment last night. ]

[Dash number: Grass]

[Fanhuashou national first-class performer: ? ? ? ]

[Your Huo brother or your Huo brother: wow]

[Dash number: I should send it to the four groups when it's over...It's too late to withdraw it now. ]

Not receiving a reply from Ling Yi for a long time, Pei Tingsong felt a little strange, so he sent him another message while Fang Juexia was out cooking porridge.

[The number one boss in the card group: Why are you silent?I am anxious to tell my friend. ]

I clicked and got a reply.

[Dash number: Can be friends.Friends just want to be intimate, and it's okay to kiss a few more times, don't worry. ]

Yeah? ?

Pei Tingsong looked like an old man on the subway looking at his phone, but Fang Juexia came in with porridge, "Why don't you rest? Today is the only chance you can rest. There will be a new endorsement press conference tomorrow."

Locking the screen of the phone, Pei Tingsong pretended nothing happened, and tried to divert his attention, "Then what, your phone has been vibrating just now."

Fang Juexia hummed, and sat on the edge of the bed, as if she didn't intend to look at her phone.

He picked up the bowl of thick white porridge and stirred it with a spoon, the hot steam billowed like a cloud.A vertical strip of sunlight leaked through the gap in the curtains, and it happened to shine on Fang Juexia's face. His dark brown hair shone with a golden luster, his fine white skin became more translucent, and the capillaries in his plain eye sockets showed a little bit of blue, like twisted silk. , thin and shallow, with a red birthmark caught in the tail.

Pei Tingsong thought of the white eustoma plant, which was also like this, the sun peeled off the skin, and fresh tendons came out from the white wound.

"Eat this while it's hot." Fang Juexia handed the bowl to Pei Tingsong, and looked up at him.

Hastily looking away, Pei Tingsong was about to reach out to pick it up, when he suddenly thought something was wrong, thinking of those idol dramas that Ling Yi watched in the car every time he ran.The male protagonist in it was sick, and the female protagonist was fed the porridge one mouthful at a time, without human hands at all.

Seeing him behave like this, Fang Juexia frowned slightly, a little puzzled, "Don't want to eat?"

Pei Tingsong's heart sank, he coughed endlessly, and pretended to be weak with his acting skills beyond idol school, "I can't lift my hands..."

Fang Juexia felt strange, "Is it burning so badly?" He put the bowl on the bedside table, and reached out to touch Pei Tingsong's forehead.

Watching him put down the bowl, Pei Tingsong felt that everything had deviated from his plan, but he couldn't say anything.

You can't tell Fang Juexia directly, you can feed me.

"It stands to reason that taking the medicine should reduce the fever... There is no thermometer." Fang Juexia frowned, thinking for a while, "Why don't you go to the hospital? Get up and put on some more clothes, and we will go to the hospital."

Hey?

"No, no need, I won't go to the hospital." Pei Tingsong knew that he was not that serious, "I just have a cold when I'm such an adult, there's no need to go to the hospital."

"It's big or small. Your forehead is full of sweat." Fang Juexia wanted to drag him up, but Pei Tingsong refused to do anything, "I'll just eat something and sleep. I really don't need to go to the hospital."

Hearing what he said, Fang Juexia had no other choice. Thinking about it, he felt a little guilty. If he had put on his clothes instead of just wearing a bath towel yesterday, Pei Tingsong would not have gotten sick.

"Then you'd better eat some of this. Although it's tasteless, there's nothing else in your house except rice." Fang Juexia stirred the porridge, scooped up a spoonful, handed it to his mouth, and continued in his mouth habitually, "Next again..."

In the middle of speaking, Fang Juexia suddenly stopped and stopped talking, even the hand that was brought to his mouth stopped.

next time?There's no next time, maybe she really wants to cook for Pei Tingsong.

Seeing that he stopped talking, Pei Tingsong seemed to remind him deliberately, "What about next time? Will you cook something delicious for me next time? Auntie asked you to cook rice for me last time." The porridge was brought to his mouth, After Pei Tingsong finished speaking, he leaned forward, but the next moment Fang Juexia's cell phone, which was left aside in the cold, started ringing endlessly.

"Who is looking for me..." Fang Juexia said to himself, put down the bowl, went around to the other side of the bed and picked up the phone.

It was only a millimeter away from the porridge. Pei Tingsong was so angry that he picked it up and took two big mouthfuls.

Thinking of him, Pei Tingsong, who has been in power for 20 years and is fearless, a devil in the world, who has been pushing and pulling with a bowl of porridge for so long, is really laughable.

"Are you awake?" Fang Juexia stood by the bed to answer the phone, his face seemed to have changed, and his voice lowered a lot, "... Grandpa just wakes up, I just... I won't go, lest he see me and... ..."

Pei Tingsong looked at him, feeling that he had something on his mind.

"Yeah." Fang Juexia lowered his head, "I'm also very busy now, I can't make it through, Mom, take good care of him. Tomorrow? I have work tomorrow..."

He was silent for a while, and finally hung up the phone.Sitting on the edge of the bed with his back to Pei Tingsong, he remembered the news that had been vibrating just now, so he lowered his head to check.Originally, there were indeed a lot of WeChat messages on the lock screen interface, but they disappeared after one click. There was only an announcement of the disbandment of the group.

"Why did you suddenly disband..."

Pei Tingsong clenched his fist and coughed near his mouth, and asked hoarsely, "What disbanded?"

"A group." Thinking that there was no Pei Tingsong in this group, Fang Juexia didn't plan to say more, lest he would be even angrier if he found out that they had started a group secretly, "It's nothing."

"Yes?" Pei Tingsong asked tentatively, "Did Auntie call you just now?"

Fang Juexia nodded, but didn't say anything more.

Pei Tingsong remembered that the last time Fang Juexia's mother came to Beijing because of his grandfather's illness, and the phone call just now seemed to be about the same thing, and he had a certain idea in his heart, but he didn't know exactly what happened.But Fang Juexia's expression just now seemed quite sad.

The environment in which he grew up made Pei Tingsong not used to expressing his thoughts tactfully at all, he just went straight and did whatever he wanted.But he also knew that Fang Juexia was a person who didn't want others to interfere in his private affairs, and he didn't even bother to explain the slandered unspoken rules.

Fang Juexia glanced at the porridge that had been moved, "Eat some more? Eating will make you feel better soon."

Unexpectedly, Pei Tingsong was so uncomfortable that he fell sideways by his hand, and his voice was so weak that he could float, "It's so uncomfortable, Fang Juexia... Whenever I swallow something, it hurts, and all my bones hurt."

"Why is it so serious?" Fang Juexia frowned, reached out and touched his face, then touched the back of his neck, it was really hot, "Then what should we do?"

Pei Tingsong looked as if he was about to ascend to heaven, "I think I'd better go to the hospital..."

Seeing Pei Tingsong's sickly appearance, Fang Juexia didn't even dare to say serious words, "Just now I told you to go to the hospital, but you have to go. Is it even more uncomfortable now?" He sighed, got up and opened the closet, "Is there a turtleneck sweater, lend me one."

"Ah? Yes... you can look for it."

He couldn't think too much, and he could recall his animal behavior of biting Shang Juexia's Adam's apple.

With his back turned to him, Fang Juexia rummaged through the closet one by one, found a dark green turtleneck sweater, and took it off.He only thought about covering the wound, and he didn't care about other things, so he took off his pajamas neatly.

It just so happened that Pei Tingsong, who was lying on the bed and pretended to be dead, looked up.He originally just wanted to see which one Fang Juexia had chosen, but he didn't expect a white body to meet his eyes. Following the movement of the sweater, his back muscles pulled the line of his lower back, like a piece of flowing porcelain.

The mirror in the closet reflected Fang Juexia's thin waist. His abdominal muscles were not lumpy, but smooth and flat, soft and white.

He rolled his eyes quickly.

How can there be a man with such a thin waist.

"I'm wearing this." Fang Juexia turned around, tugged at the oversized hem, and looked into his eyes, "It's okay."

Pei Tingsong raised his eyes and hummed.

Fang Juexia didn't expect to hear any good words from him, so she picked up her pajamas and prepared to change into her pants, and took him to the doctor early, "After I go back..."

"Send it to you."

His movements froze, and he heard Pei Tingsong say behind him, "You look good in your clothes."

Fang Juexia turned to look at him, but Pei Tingsong turned his back on him and added, "I bought it myself."

He was always so weird.Fang Juexia told himself to learn to get used to it. Pei Tingsong was different from other boys, so he didn't reject him immediately, saying that I'll give you back if you don't need it.

"You also change your clothes quickly. If you are really uncomfortable and don't want to change, you can put on a thicker sweater or a thick coat."

"No." Pei Tingsong sat up, his pale face showed a stubborn expression that would never admit defeat, "Ku Gai can't just wear it out casually."

Fang Juexia was finally amused, "Okay Kugai."

After tidying up hastily, Fang Juexia ignored Pei Tingsong's strong objection and wrapped him in a huge padded jacket. He was already tall, so he put on another big padded jacket.

"I look like a wall."

It really deserves to be a scholar, Fang Juexia sighed in his heart, this metaphor is brilliantly used.

"It's windy outside, so wear more clothes." Fang Juexia helped him into the car, and walked around to the driver's seat, "Put on your seat belt."

He took out his mobile phone to navigate, and said to himself, "Let me see where the nearest hospital is..."

"Hey, wait a minute." Pei Tingsong took his phone and pulled down the mask, "The nearby hospitals are not good, and there are too many people, I don't want to be photographed. You drive out first, drive out."

Fang Juexia looked at him, thinking that the patient was the most serious, so he drove out of the community first and started on the road as he said.

"Then where do you want to go?"

Pei Tingsong gave a long hum, his eyes rolled back and forth, his whole body was huddled in his KingSize padded jacket, he cleared his throat at last, and said in a very low voice, "I want to see your grandpa to see a doctor hospital..."

Fang Juexia stopped the car suddenly, stopped on the side of the road and looked at him without saying a word.

Pei Tingsong quickly got out of the cotton padded clothes, and hurriedly explained, "No, then what, you see that your grandfather came so far to see a doctor in Beijing, the hospital he chose must be very good, right, I..."

"So it was because of this that you suddenly wanted to see a doctor." Fang Juexia took a deep breath, and the sunlight outside the car window made him squint his eyes, "You're actually not that uncomfortable."

"Uncomfortable!" Pei Tingsong took Fang Juexia's hand and put it on his head, "You touch it, it's still hot. I'm really uncomfortable." He spoke too quickly, choked and coughed violently Non-stop, my lungs are almost coughing out, and I still don't let go.

Fang Juexia's face was cold and soft-hearted. Seeing that Pei Tingsong was coughing like this, he would definitely not be able to handle the work tomorrow. He took out his hand, unscrewed the thermos bottle he brought and handed it over, restarted the car, "There will be no next time."

Taking the water glass, Pei Tingsong, who blushed from coughing, took a sip of water and calmed down, feeling that his choking came at the right time.

The hospital where Fang Juexia's grandfather was hospitalized is not too far away, about 10 minutes by car.Pei Tingsong was really uncomfortable. He didn't act exaggeratedly but still had a fever. As soon as the car started, he fell asleep with his head tilted.

Even for such a short time, he had a dream.

In the dream, he returned to his childhood, pushing his grandfather's wheelchair to bask in the sun in the small garden, the two of them reading a book quietly together, and the ivy was green again in spring, and it was about to climb up the back window of his room.

Then he suddenly heard someone calling him. The sunlight in his dream was like a large soft knife, cutting the scene in his vision into broken shapes. He couldn't see who was coming, but he felt the voice was familiar, clear and cold, and There is a little soft warmth.

He woke up.As soon as you open your eyes, you are the owner of the voice in your dream.

"Put on a mask." Fang Juexia helped him put on his jacket, zipped it up to the top, and put on his hat.A slightly cool hand reached out to the side of his face, and pressed the back of his hand to check his temperature.

"It's coming so soon." Pei Tingsong's voice became even hoarse. He just woke up, feeling a little top-heavy.He refused to let Fang Juexia help, as if he was afraid that others would laugh at him, "I can walk by myself."

Fang Juexia looked at him as if looking at a crumbling wall.Can't help laughing.

Pei Tingsong looked around, then approached Fang Juexia, "Is this the hospital where your grandfather is?"

Fang Juexia nodded, "Let's go register."

"Hey, wait a minute." Pei Tingsong grabbed his arm, "You go to see your grandfather, I'll just register myself."

Fang Juexia stared at him without speaking.Pei Tingsong said again, "Really, I can really see a doctor by myself, so go quickly. Should I be in the inpatient department?"

"We're going to register."

"Why don't you listen? I don't speak Chinese?" Pei Tingsong grabbed him, "It's already here, you won't really not go, will you?"

People came and went around, Fang Juexia didn't want to attract attention here, so he could only drag him to a place where there were fewer people, looked into Pei Tingsong's eyes and said, "He doesn't want to see me, do you understand what I mean?" The early spring wind blows away Fang Juexia's forehead hair, revealing the red birthmark at the corner of his eye.

Pei Tingsong didn't expect this to happen, but Fang Juexia's eyes were obviously soft, like water.

He helped Fang Juexia press the brim of his hat to cover the most recognizable mark.

"I don't know if he wants to see you, but I know you want to see him."

Fang Juexia just looked at him like this, the water in his eyes trembled, and then he turned his head away suddenly.The magnolias in the hospital are blooming, and they are as cold and white as snowdrifts, but when the spring breeze blows, they soften and shake their minds.

In the end, he was dragged to the inpatient department by Pei Tingsong.Comparing the ward number that his mother had sent him a long time ago in the mobile phone, the two finally found the location.He had sent a lot of money to his mother before, and arranged his grandfather to this private hospital through the relationship of his college classmates. He wanted him to live in a VIP ward, but it didn't seem to work. This is just a very ordinary single ward. There is a large bright window, and outside the window are swaying magnolias.

An old man was lying on the bed with his head tilted as if he had fallen asleep.Fang Juexia's mother gently took off the reading glasses on the bridge of his nose, and took away his newspaper.

After tossing for a long time, Pei Tingsong was sweating profusely.Looking at the situation inside through the window on the door of the ward, and looking sideways at Fang Juexia's expression, seeing that he seemed to want to run away, he immediately pushed open the door of the ward.Holding Fang Juexia's shoulders with both hands, he pushed him forward.

Fang Juexia's mother raised her head and was taken aback for a moment.Seeing his son suddenly appearing at the door, and seeing Xiao Pei, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, tilting his head and smiling at her, mouthing auntie.

The surprise of the surprise.

When the matter came to an end, Fang Juexia could only bite the bullet and walk in, smiled at her mother, then stood by the bed and looked at the sleeping grandpa.

His complexion looked pretty good, with thin tubes inserted into his nostrils, his chest heaving and falling, and this slight snoring sound.

Fang Juexia looked at his mother and asked in a low voice, "Is the operation successful?"

Mother nodded, "It's good. I just said I want to eat apples. Before I could peel them, I fell asleep reading the newspaper."

Pei Tingsong pressed Fang Juexia to sit down, then ran to sit next to Fang's mother.Fang's mother looked at him, "Why are you wearing so many clothes, sweating all over your forehead, are you sick?"

Pei Tingsong nodded, "I have a cold." After speaking, he put on the mask, only showing a pair of smiling eyes.

The shadow of the magnolia flower outside the window is reflected on the grandfather's hospital bed, and the light and shadow dance.Fang Juexia just sat there quietly, looking at her grandfather without saying a word.The current situation is better than he expected, he can come to visit him so quietly, and grandpa will not lose his temper and drive him away.

After all, he hadn't seen each other for more than a year.The sleeping person in front of him seemed to be much older, his hair became gray, and even his eyebrows were dyed white.Fang Juexia had never imagined the feeling of this person getting old. From his memory, this person seemed to always have a straight back, serious and serious, no matter where he stood, he seemed to be standing on a three-foot podium.

He picked up the apple and the fruit knife placed by the bed, and began to peel the apples.The sharp blade is embedded in the pulp, and it is pushed forward little by little, and the red peel falls down in circles, like a slide that I sat on when I was a child.

There is a children's playground in the community of Grandpa's house, and there is a red slide inside.He would only go back during the winter and summer vacations, and his grandfather would never let him sit or lie on the window sill to watch, saying that if he broke his leg, the family would be turned upside down again.

If he finished a set of Mathematical Olympiad papers obediently, grandpa would lead him out with a straight face and play with him on the slide for half an hour.He won't squat down to catch him like other parents. He always stands below with his hands behind his back, watching himself climb up over and over again, and then slide down happily.

Half an hour, no more and no less.When the time comes, he will go.

The little Fang Juexia slid down the slide, chased after her grandfather's back, stumbling forward until she could reach her grandfather's fingers, then slowed down panting and went home with him.

The apple peel fell to his knees, Fang Juexia picked it up, put it on the table together with the whole fruit, got up to dry a glass of water for him, went to Pei Tingsong's side, and interrupted the lip-talking between him and his mother.

"gone."

"So soon?" Pei Tingsong glanced at Fang's mother, who seemed to be satisfied, with a smile on her face, "Go." Fang's mother raised her head and said to Fang Juexia, "Hey, take Xiao Pei for an infusion .”

Fang Juexia nodded, didn't say much, and pulled Pei Tingsong out of the ward.He was silent all the way, registered him, led him to see a doctor, and then took him for an infusion.The environment of the private hospital is good, and the number of people on weekdays is much less than expected. They found an injection room with no one there and sat in it for drips.

After tossing all morning, before the mission was accomplished, Pei Tingsong was quite energetic, but as soon as he came out of the inpatient department, his symptoms became much worse. He was dizzy. When the nurse poked the needle, he glanced at it and felt a needle became ten.

"It will be better after the infusion." Fang Juexia sat next to him, and patted his back when he coughed.

Pei Tingsong leaned on the back of the chair, looked at the transparent medicine in the drip bottle, then turned to look at him again, "I want to eat apples too."

Fang Juexia blinked, "Then you didn't say it just now."

After staring at each other for ten seconds, Pei Tingsong laughed, "I'm lying to you, I don't want to eat." He touched his throat with the hand that didn't receive the injection, "It hurts."

This action reminded Fang Juexia of her own throat, so she tugged at the collar of her sweater, looked down at the tips of her sneakers, and then glanced at Pei Tingsong's long legs that were at a loss, retracted them, and stretched them out again.

"You..." Pei Tingsong finally spoke, his tone was rarely uncertain, "Do you think I'm meddling?"

Fang Juexia unscrewed the thermos, took a sip of water, and then re-tightened it.The warm water trickled down the astringent throat, warming the whole body.To be honest, seeing my grandpa laying peacefully on the hospital bed, it seemed that a big stone that had weighed on my heart for a long time had finally been lifted.

Pei Tingsong is very weird, he doesn't know much about social etiquette that city people don't ask, don't understand, and don't care about.In any case, what he wants to do must be done, and he is the complete opposite of himself.

But to a certain extent, Fang Juexia was a little grateful.Thank him for trying his best to create a step, and drag him down to meet the person he wants to see.

He didn't answer Pei Tingsong's question just now, but looked at the white wall in front of him and spoke.

"My grandfather was a very conservative person. My grandmother passed away before I was born. My mother is his only child."

Pei Tingsong was a little surprised, he didn't expect Fang Juexia to talk about his family to him.

"My mother never left him before she went to college, and then she went to Guangzhou to study and met me..." Fang Juexia hesitated, "Father. Grandpa didn't allow them to be together. He felt that a dancer like my dad would It's very unreliable, and he didn't want my mother to leave him and go so far south. They had a big fight, and my mother secretly took the train and left Shandong, and got a certificate with my father."

Pei Tingsong listened quietly. Given his background, it was difficult to understand this kind of conflict between the two generations with domestic characteristics, but for him, elopement seemed to be a very romantic thing.

But romance often comes at a price.

"After I was born, my mother didn't go back. At first he didn't want to see us. My mother said she was standing at the door of the house and kept calling and calling. He didn't answer any of them and didn't open the door. Then I grew up a little , He seems to have compromised a little bit, and he is willing to see him when he goes back, and he also tidied up a small room for me, and occasionally gave me homework." Fang Juexia lowered her head, spoke very slowly, and her voice was also very low , "My grandfather is a math teacher and has taught books all his life. He said that I am smarter than my mother and I am very sensitive to numbers. I am a good seed."

The story seemed to be developing in a better direction, but Fang Juexia couldn't hide the disappointment in his tone.

"What happened next?" Pei Tingsong asked.

Fang Juexia took a deep breath, "It was only me and my mother left, and grandpa asked us to go back to his place. But..."

Pei Tingsong looked at his profile.

"I also like to dance. I want to dance. I stayed in Guangzhou to learn dance."

"He's disappointed. I'm the same guy as my dad."

It was these few words that were so simple that they couldn't be more condensed that let Pei Tingsong see the epitome of Fang Juexia's childhood.He seemed to have thousands of words in his heart, but these thousands of words were blocked in his throat and he couldn't speak them out.

"Want to eat an apple?" Fang Juexia seemed to get up and leave, "I'll go buy some for you."

"I don't want to eat." Pei Tingsong grabbed his arm, preventing him from walking, "I said I was joking."

"Okay." Fang Juexia sat back in his seat and looked at the snow-white wall.

Suddenly, he was hugged sideways by Pei Tingsong.Horizontal in front of his eyes was an arm that was holding a transparent infusion tube, wrapped around his neck, and hugged him.

"I'm so uncomfortable..." He hoarse, but his tone was soft, "Let me give you a hug."

Pei Tingsong's head tucked into Fang Juexia's shoulder socket, rubbing against it like a large sick dog, and then hugging him tightly.Fang Juexia couldn't bear to push him away, so he convinced himself in his heart that it's normal for a friend to hug him.

The small clock in his heart was ticking and ticking, matching the drops of water falling from the bottle, sliding towards his heart one by one, itching, like a drop of morning dew falling from the tip of a leaf after a spring rain, falling on him impartially shoulders.

"Fang Juexia." After a minute and a half of silence, Pei Tingsong spoke again in a muffled voice.

Fang Juexia rested her head on his head as a response, and waited for his next words by the way.Bone and bone are close together, conveying a warm voice after a low fever, "Didn't you say that you don't have any emotions when you treat people you don't care about? This kind of temper is always justified, and your grandfather must also Just like you."

The hot steam from his speech sprayed on the side of his neck, carefully soaking the soft sweater.

"It's because he loves you that he sulks at you."

Fang Juexia was a little dazed, and the small clock in his heart was getting longer every second, doubling, or even twice as long.

"And you are not wrong, you have not wasted your talent at all..."

Dizzy, as if he was the one who was sick.Every word in Pei Tingsong's mouth was conveyed, leaving behind a long shock.

"You belong on the stage."