The Playwright's Guide to First Love

Fu Wenshan hadn't heard the name Yao Ren for a long time.

His last impression of Yao Ren was still on the day Yao Ren moved out of the dormitory. He still smiled innocently, wearing a blue T-shirt, with milky white skin and curly hair. , At first glance, it looks like a high school student.

But it was this innocent and harmless person who said to him, "Wen Shan, I am also planning a way out for myself."

Then Yao Ren dragged the suitcase and walked out of the dormitory.

"Why do you have my phone number?" Fu Wenshan asked in a deep voice. He subconsciously glanced at Xie Wanxing in his arms, but found that Xie Wanxing was lying on his chest openly and eavesdropping. Not sleepy anymore.

Fu Wenshan: "..."

Xie Wanxing was not false when he was discovered, and he approached him confidently, like a child who did something bad and deliberately wanted adults to pay attention to him.

Fu Wenshan didn't chase him away, instead he put one arm around him and patted his back lightly.

Yao Ren paused on the phone for a few seconds before giving a wry smile, "I begged someone else."

The word "begging" is very subtle.

But Fu Wenshan didn't ask who he was begging for, but said directly, "What do you want from me?"

Yao Ren's hand holding the phone was sweating slightly, and his voice was trembling, "I have nothing to do, I just want to hear your voice. Wen Shan, I... I regret it. I heard your song on the road today ,I'm thinking……"

Fu Wenshan didn't listen.

No matter what Yao Ren was thinking, it had nothing to do with him.

He gave Yao Ren a choice.

Since Yao Ren had nothing serious to do, he simply hung up the phone, looked down at Xie Wanxing, and asked, "Are you happy to eavesdrop?"

Xie Wanxing was still lying on Fu Wenshan's chest, not conscious of being caught at all, and asked with blinking eyes, "Who is this person?"

Fu Wenshan didn't hide it either, "My former teammate, we were originally trainees in Huayin. He, I, and two other boys lived in the same dormitory. We were going to make our debut together. As a result, he I secretly contacted the company's top management, went solo, and our combination was also bad. I later changed companies, and he had something to do with it."

This could also explain why Fu Wenshan didn't like this person so much.

But Xie Wanxing's intuition is not that simple, he asked, "If it's just a former teammate, why did he..." Xie Wanxing got goosebumps when he thought of Yao Ren's words just now, it was too hypocritical, "Why does he act like you Have you ever had a leg?"

Fu Wenshan looked at Xie Wanxing speechlessly, feeling that his taste had been insulted out of thin air.

But the past between him and Yao Ren was really troublesome to explain, and it was indeed mixed with a little youthful affection.

He didn't want to mention this person any more, so he just patted Xie Wanxing on the head, "What nonsense, I haven't seen him since he flew solo."

He saw that Xie Wanxing's infusion bottle was almost empty, and got off the bed, "I'll call the nurse."

Xie Wanxing was left alone in the room, stubbornly searching for the name "Yao Ren" with one hand.

Nothing was found.

He is just a little-known little singer. When he debuted, he had a small hit, but it soon became a flash in the pan. Now he is tepidly appearing in a few third-rate variety shows, and occasionally releasing a few singles.

Xie Wanxing also found a photo of Yao Ren. It's not particularly good-looking, but he is also pretty, not too tall, with curly hair, and he has a sweet smile.

Xie Wanxing evaluated it, and it was naturally far behind him, but it was still above the pass line, and it belonged to the type that both gays and girls would be attracted to.

But he looked at it for a long time, and he couldn't see any tricks based on this information alone, so he had to close it again.

But when Fu Wenshan came back with the nurse, pulled out the needle for him, and waited for him to wash up.

He stared at Fu Wenshan's face, and still wanted to ask—if Yao Ren was just an ordinary former teammate, why did you turn so ugly just by hearing his name?

As if the name means something significant to you.

But he didn't ask in the end.

Because before he spoke, he finally remembered his identity.

He is not Fu Wenshan's boyfriend, but a bed partner who comforts each other.

He had no reason to question Fu Wenshan about his past.

That night, the two spent a casual night in the hospital. They were wearing hospital gowns provided by the hospital. Fortunately, they were not the blue and white ones commonly seen on TV, but light gray suits.

The next day Fu Wenshan woke up first. Seeing that Xie Wanxing was still sleeping, he didn't bother him. He put on a mask and went out to buy breakfast.

The hospital actually provided breakfast, but Fu Wenshan went to Yuhexuan to pack a light vegetarian porridge and snacks.Xie Wanxing likes this one.

When he came back, Xie Wanxing hadn't woken up yet, curled up under the quilt, her eyelashes were long and dense, her face was no longer as pale as yesterday, but became rosy again, with the color of peach blossoms.

Fu Wenshan didn't bother him, but he watched by the bed for a while, and secretly kissed Xie Wanxing on the face.

A superficial kiss fell on Xie Wanxing's forehead.

"Papa papa." Someone in the room suddenly applauded.

Fu Wenshan was taken aback, turned around and found a tall figure in a white coat leaning against the door, looking at him with a half-smile.

It was Luo He who was secretly dissed by him yesterday, the young owner of this hospital.

He works in his own hospital. He heard that Fu Wenshan brought someone to his hospital last night. He came here early in the morning to watch the fun. He didn't expect to run into this scene.

He didn't even need to look at who was on the bed, he knew it was Xie Wanxing.

The first-line information from Li Siheng from the front line said that Fu Wenshan was pretending to be a friend with sex, but in fact he was secretly plotting against Chen Cang, and this person was Xie Wanxing.

Luo He didn't quite believe it at first.After all, these days, how can there be so many stories of sex friends turning true love.

But he just watched the moment when Fu Wenshan bowed his head and kissed Wan Xing.

He believed it.

What the hell is this bed partner relationship? This is clearly the beginning of love.

Luo He recalled it, and felt that he was not so pure when he was in elementary school.

Fu Wenshan stood up, walked to the door and pulled Luo He into the corridor, and closed the door smoothly.

Luo He didn't mind either, he just leaned against the corridor wall and looked at Fu Wenshan playfully.

Fu Wenshan felt uncomfortable when he saw him, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why are you here?"

Luo He took out a lollipop from his pocket, peeled off the wrapping paper slowly, and said with a smile, "Come and see the fun, you are in my hospital, and you come to see a doctor with someone in your arms. If you say I want to join in the fun, then Are you still sorry brother?"

He bit the lollipop into his mouth, raised his chin into the ward, and asked knowingly, "Is that Xie Wanxing inside?"

Fu Wenshan didn't want to deny it either, "Yes."

Luo He smiled even more, he shook his head, "Li Siheng told me that you fell in love under the pretense of being a friend with sex, but I still didn't believe it, but in the end you really are..." Luo He thought for a long time, and finally found an adjective, "pure love .”

Fu Wenshan has already begun to regret coming to this hospital yesterday.

He knew that Luo He would not let go of the opportunity to see his jokes.

"Where are there so many messes?" He also took out a piece of chocolate from Luo He's pocket, only to find that it was still white chocolate. He said in distaste, "Why do you still like sweet ones so much?"

However, smoking is not allowed in the hospital, and a piece of chocolate is fine.

Fu Wenshan threw the chocolate into his mouth, and said to Luo He vaguely, "For the time being, we're still friends with guns."

Luo He pushed the glasses on his face and looked at him meaningfully, "for now, what about after that?"

Fu Wenshan glanced inside, "I'll talk about it later."

The dead duck has a hard mouth.

Luo He thought.

He intentionally provoked Fu Wenshan, "Okay, if you say you are friends with benefits for the time being, you can be temporarily. But if you two break up, you can introduce him to me. I don't have a clean freak, and I don't mind if you two had an affair."

Fu Wenshan kicked over, "Get lost."

Luo He laughed loudly, and patted the mark on his white coat.

He laughed enough before he said, "I won't see my siblings today. When you two settle down, let me know. My brother will definitely give you a big red envelope."

Luo He left after finishing speaking, satisfied after reading the gossip, and he planned to share Fu Wenshan's latest love information with several other people later.

This is much more interesting than developing a game.

Fu Wenshan drove away that annoying thing, and went back to the room again.

Xie Wanxing was still sleeping, sleeping so intently that he didn't hear anything outside the window.

Fu Wenshan poked Xie Wanxing's soft face a little amusingly, Xie Wanxing snorted softly, as if he thought he was annoying, and shrank back under the quilt.

The room was very quiet, only the sunlight streaming down the floor.

Fu Wenshan didn't bother Xie Wanxing any more, and just looked at him quietly.

He remembered what Luo He said just now, and what Li Siheng said to him a long time ago.

They all saw it and said that he was attracted to Xie Wanxing.

He used to think that he would never fall in love with Xie Wanxing.

Such an absurd and sloppy relationship, where the only thing they want from each other is their body, how could it be transformed into love.

But since he came back from the film and television city, in the past two months, he and Xie Wanxing have been away more and less together, but he thinks of Xie Wanxing almost every day.

Thinking about how he is doing in the film and television city, does Li Siheng know how to take care of him, whether he is tired from filming, whether he has an affair with any crew member.

So many kinds, so many troubles.

Let him face up to his own heart.

It is true that he has never been in love, and in the short twenty years, he has never had any decent heartbeat.The only bit of ambiguity and soft-heartedness turned out to be just a joke in the end.

But this does not mean that he lost his judgment.

There are three things people cannot hide, poverty, cough, and love.

Just like now, his fingers couldn't help stroking Xie Wanxing's eyebrow bone, where there was a small, light red mole hidden at the end of Xie Wanxing's eyebrow.

This little red mole was nothing special, but because it fell on Xie Wanxing's face, he thought it was cute.

He did have an admiration for Xie Wanxing, this love was like sparks in the night, and there was nowhere to hide it, so much so that even Li Siheng and Luo He could see through it.

But what about Xie Wanxing?

When will Xie Wanxing find out what kind of eyes his so-called sex buddy is looking at him with?

He couldn't think of an answer.