Super unpopular CP[entertainment circle]

12.

"hiss--"

Fang Zhixing raised his head, Lin Manman was carefully wiping the bleeding cut on his lip with a wet wipe in his hand.

Chen Hua didn't know whether to laugh or cry and slapped Zhong Siyuan, and scolded with a smile: "You can just kiss him, why bite him? Is this scene so intense? I was always worried that Xiao Fang would not be able to handle the scene. After a long time, it turned out that you were the one who fell Chains? Can you tell me about your mental journey? What do you think? Let's see how you are bitten!"

Zhong Siyuan put his hands in the pockets of his school uniform trousers, his neck drooped slightly, and his eyes were unfocused on the stones he kicked around.Then raised his head impatiently: "Are you finished?"

"You're right!"

Zhong Siyuan didn't want to hear it, so he bypassed a group of people and walked towards Fang Zhixing.

Chen Hua had nothing to do with this person, so he summoned the assistant director and made a video call to Li Haiping to discuss whether to keep this scene or not.

To be honest, before Zhong Siyuan acted like this, no one thought that this first love confession could be so wild, but it is not impossible to think about it carefully.Because Cheng Hao at this time is already aware of his feelings for Yu Ran, so when facing Yu Ran's repeated avoidance and retreat, he will arouse the young man's desire to conquer and win.

They have always believed that there is actually a contradiction in Cheng Hao's character. On the surface, he looks sunny and cheerful, but in his heart, he is full of cynicism and paranoia.This kind of emotional change will be more obvious in the later stage. Li Haiping mentioned when he changed the script before that he should bury a little shadow when he was a teenager, so that the connection between the front and the later will not make the audience feel that the character changes are too abrupt.

The monitors on the set were crowded with people, chatting constantly.

Lin Manman breathed a sigh of relief, frowned and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Fang Zhixing faltered: "It's, it's okay."

"Fortunately, the wound is not too big. Spraying some watermelon cream should heal faster."

Ji Chuan promptly delivered the watermelon frost that he had just taken from the accompanying medical staff, and stared at Fang Zhixing's mouth and shook his head: "Does Zhong Yingdi belong to a dog? It's too cruel. The script didn't say to bite people, right?"

Fang Zhixing's eyes dodged, and Zhong Siyuan's voice of questioning him was still in his ears. He could feel the other party's undisguised anger and resentment, and he could even see Zhong Siyuan's inextricable difficulties and contradictions. So many emotions catalyzed him. In a fierce kiss, he wished he could be swallowed alive.

He understood that Zhong Siyuan was venting his anger.

Lin Manman shook the watermelon frost in his hand, and unscrewed the lid: "Boss is too involved in the drama, he used to be like this when he was filming. It doesn't mean that he also bites people... I mean that he got into that situation, maybe I didn't realize what I was doing."

Ji Chuan was unconvinced: "Then according to what you said, everything can be explained by entering the scene. When filming a bed scene, the fake scene is really done. Who should I turn to for reasoning?"

"I never pretend to be real."

Zhong Siyuan didn't know when he came over, and said something coldly from behind, and took the watermelon cream spray from Lin Manman's hand: "Xiaoman, go and pour me a cup of hot water."

Lin Manman took the cup and left, Zhong Siyuan glanced at Ji Chuan.

Ji Chuan touched the back of his head: "Ah that, I'm going to the bathroom."

Zhong Siyuan came for less than a minute, and drove away everyone who was in the way.

Fang Zhixing avoided his gaze, and said without confidence: "Give it to me, I will spray it myself."

Zhong Siyuan bullied him, gently supported Fang Zhixing's chin with his palm, and pressed the pulp of his thumb on the corner of his lips, which was a movement to prevent him from speaking.

The cool powder was sprayed on the wound, covering the tiny stinging pain, and completely covering the bitten hole.

The bitter taste lingered between the lips, and this posture made their breath overlap.

Fang Zhixing's back was stiff.

After spraying the medicine and still not letting go, Zhong Siyuan raised Fang Zhixing's face and looked at it carefully.His gaze towards Fang Zhixing was still cold, his long eyelashes pressing down on his thin eyelids, forcing the deepening vortex in those eyes into a very narrow corner.

The seemingly deep-rooted thoughts are actually weak to the point of being vulnerable, repeated hope to disappointment, he knows that there is no cure for himself, and he is still rushing to find a ridiculous excuse for others.

Zhong Siyuan moved his thumb away: "Does it hurt?"

Fang Zhixing's skin was too thin, and the corners of his lips were pressed with a faint red mark: "It doesn't hurt."

The emotions in his eyes were ups and downs, Zhong Siyuan did not whitewash his behavior, nor did he pretend to be deaf and dumb, he admitted frankly: "I am not in the drama, I am very sober."

The river water pushed the salty evening wind to his side, making Fang Zhixing's thick eyelashes tremble slightly, and he lowered his eyes a little lonely, because he knew better than anyone else that Zhong Siyuan was not lying.

Zhong Siyuan raised his head: "Look at me."

Fang Zhixing frowned lightly, his chin hurt a little from being pinched by Zhong Siyuan, and the deep eyes of the other party made him even more at a loss.He grabbed Zhong Siyuan's wrist, weakly, not daring to grasp it firmly, this was one of the few physical contacts they had outside the scene.He whispered the other person's name with trepidation: "Zhong Siyuan..."

If I remember correctly, apart from the drunkenness, this was the first time Fang Zhixing called his name since the reunion.

Fang Zhixing was much more well-behaved in front of him than before. He stopped teasing him, teasing him, and running around making trouble with him, and he didn't even call his name.Now Fang Zhixing is always very careful and law-abiding, for fear that one person will touch something unintentionally and make it difficult for both of them to step down.

"Are you afraid of me?" Zhong Siyuan asked coldly.

Fang Zhixing's heart was chilled by his tone, but he shook his head vigorously with his clean eyes.

"But I'm afraid of you." Zhong Siyuan didn't hide his thoughts, "I'm not only afraid of you, I also hate you."

The word "hate" is too heavy, and Fang Zhixing's hand tightened suddenly.

The moonlight poured down from high above, and Zhong Siyuan's usually indifferent face showed a vague sadness.He was besieged by a past for five years, and he came up with some unrealistic ideas for a back and forth investigation report.He admitted that after seeing that report, he was shaken.Those ailments that he had made up his mind not to touch suddenly broke out, forcing him to lift it up to see if the flesh and blood inside had healed or festered.

He no longer said these meaningless nonsense, he took the initiative to open the wounds of the past, inconsistently longing for an answer that would allow him to let him go.

Zhong Siyuan lowered his voice: "You have abandoned me for five years without a word, five years, don't you plan to give me an explanation?"

He finally asked the question that had been lingering in his heart for five years.

When Fang Zhixing first left, he often wondered if he forced people away because he was too indifferent to Fang Zhixing, because he was too passive, because he made Fang Zhixing feel tired, annoying, and boring.Such thoughts haunted him for a long time.

Later, I felt that I was thinking too much. Fang Zhixing was not the kind of person who gave up his career because of his feelings. He loved the stage and dance more than Zhong Siyuan.

So he can leave without hesitation, walk cleanly, erase the name "Fang Zhixing" from everyone's life, he wants to fly higher, what is love?The most useless and easiest thing to give up.

But half a year later, even this idea was rejected.

Because Zhong Siyuan has returned to China, the entertainment industry is so big, if Fang Zhixing's departure is for other reasons, it is impossible to not be famous for half a year.

But the fact is that Zhong Siyuan searched around in the entertainment industry, but he still couldn't find him.

At that time, Zhong Siyuan was able to calmly face the life without Fang Zhixing, and it was fine if he couldn't find him. He didn't want to guess why Fang Zhixing left.

But today, a time of departure that was different from that of the past broke the seemingly solid ice.

He faced Fang Zhixing, acted with him, and spoke his lines. He regarded himself as Cheng Hao, and couldn't help asking him for an unacknowledged love.It was rare for him to lose control like this, and the only few times were all related to Fang Zhixing.The self who stopped at the spot like a fool, searched frantically, and then lost madly, wanted to be completely relieved.

But Fang Zhixing was in a daze, his apricot-like pupils trembled, and his bitten lips were extremely red.He felt chills all over his body, and felt panicked like needle pricks.

Zhong Siyuan finally asked him, he finally asked the teacher to ask the crime, and the sore they had tacitly avoided was finally burst.

Fang Zhixing licked his lips unconsciously, and the tip of his tongue brushed across the neat teeth, touching the slightly bitter powder.But he has nothing to explain, he can't argue at all.

He seemed to have been drained of energy suddenly, his complexion was ugly, and the truth after removing all whitewash was too cruel, making this apology weak and pale.

A light and soft moan was heard: "...I'm sorry."

Two seconds later, Zhong Siyuan smiled.

He was possessed by a demon, he went crazy, his reason was wiped out by emotion, and he closed his eyes fiercely, in order to fulfill a fragmented decency.He tried his best to make himself superior, like a tolerant and magnanimous superior who didn't care about past suspicions: "I forgive you."

But there seemed to be a rusty knife hidden in his throat, cutting that deep, good voice alive with a bloody and hoarse taste.

He retreated the bottom line again and again, completely breaking the sticking principles.

"Fang Zhixing," Zhong Siyuan's voice became hoarse, he raised his proud eyes compassionately, "I'll give you a chance to pursue me again."

With a bang, Fang Zhixing's brain completely crashed.

His thoughts were so chaotic in a short period of time that he couldn't confirm whether he had heard correctly.If not, what exactly does Zhong Siyuan mean.

He was stunned, his eyes covered with a deep daze, time passed by, and Chen Hua's video call hadn't finished yet, the voice came here intermittently.

1 minutes, 2 minutes, 3 minutes...

Zhong Siyuan got the answer in the ever-spreading silence.

He surrendered, surrendered, risked his dignity to prove that he was nothing but a total loser.He's not sure at all, he's not proud or compassionate, he's just a wretched wretch.

He finally let go and went crazy twice. The first time was when he frantically searched for Fang Zhixing in South Korea, and the second time was today when he let the person who abandoned him pursue him again.

It's only three things, he won't go crazy for the third time.

There was a cold smile on the corner of his mouth, but there was no half smile.

Zhong Siyuan took half a step back, no need to say anything more, his intentions and thoughts were too obvious.

The moment he turned around, he even swore that he would never look back after leaving this time.

But the next second, a sweaty hand grabbed the crook of his elbow.

He heard Fang Zhixing ask: "Zhong Siyuan, are you serious?"

Zhong Siyuan's throat tightened and he didn't make a sound, not knowing where he seemed to be joking.

Fang Zhixing was very honest: "My mind is in a mess, I... I can't figure it out."

Whatever, Zhong Siyuan didn't expect him to understand at all, he twitched his arm without twitching, his sharp brows furrowed together: "Just pretend I didn't say it, forget about it."

This time Fang Zhixing reacted quickly, he said anxiously: "I'm not the one who didn't want to understand! I just didn't want to understand how you treat me...you..."

Zhong Siyuan's eyelids twitched.

"Are you still..."

Fang Zhixing hesitated for a long time, but still didn't finish. He was afraid that he would get a negative answer when he asked.

As if giving up, he didn't care about anything, he just wanted to catch this person: "No matter what you mean, I will take it seriously."

The palm on the elbow slowly slides down, along the smooth forearm, jumps over the wrist, and finally stays in the palm of the hand.

The scene in the dream came into reality, and Fang Zhixing agreed: "Okay, I will pursue you again."

Chen Hua and Li Haiping talked on the phone for more than half an hour, and decided to keep this scene first, but they also wanted to shoot another scene with less intense emotions. In the end, which version to keep still needs further discussion.

Fang Zhixing, who had just boasted that Haikou was going to chase someone just now, calmed down, and realized that he couldn't think deeply about this matter, and panicked with embarrassment.

He had never chased anyone before, and being with Zhong Siyuan at that time was purely a matter of course when the relationship reached a certain level, as if no one had deliberately chased anyone.

He glanced at Zhong Siyuan quietly, then quickly retracted it.It's too dreamy, why did they suddenly reach the step of "re-pursuing"?

The thought of "Zhong Siyuan still has feelings for him" seems to have taken root in his heart, and it is growing wildly like a madman.

This was something Fang Zhixing didn't even dare to think about. Five years later, he thought he was the only one still wandering in place.Zhong Siyuan is so good, has there been no one else around for so many years?

Fang Zhixing didn't dare to ask, he even seldom went to see Zhong Siyuan's gossip, one drama for another girlfriend, he knew it was fake, but he couldn't help but be jealous.

He also wanted to stand beside Zhong Siyuan, in any capacity, he even fantasized that one day he would wake up and turn into an illusory shadow, so that no matter where Zhong Siyuan went, he could follow him without worrying about being discovered. Don't be afraid of being hated.

He couldn't know Zhong Siyuan's thoughts when he said the words "chasing me again", but he could feel Zhong Siyuan's contradiction. I still have nostalgia for this relationship.

This is a kind of weakness, or a kind of defeat. If Fang Zhixing is really heartless, he may still get full marks for ridicule.However, Zhong Siyuan still said it out, even if he put himself at a disadvantage, he still wanted an answer, or a relief.

Unresolved love and unresolved hatred are intertwined, turning Zhong Siyuan, who is like the proud son of heaven, into a distressed fool.

Fang Zhixing felt worried. He had sense of proportion and self-knowledge, knowing that what he did to Zhong Siyuan was not worthy of forgiveness.As the culprit, he is obliged to pay for what he once gave up.

He is willing to go after Zhong Siyuan, and is willing to sacrifice everything to make Zhong Siyuan smile for a moment.He never felt that he was favored, but at this moment he firmly believed that he was the lucky one who was chosen, those unrealistic dreams that he had had had actually happened, and he could justifiably approach Zhong Siyuan.

He looked at Zhong Siyuan, the man who had only let himself pursue him again not long ago, the man who had disturbed his spring water had returned to indifference, and was about to retake the kissing scene as if nothing had happened.

The camera moved forward slowly along with the trajectory of their riding. This time Zhong Siyuan's emotions subsided a lot, and the whole direction was completely in line with Chen Hua's initial vision.

Then he stopped, leaned against Fang Zhixing's forehead, pressed his right hand tightly against his neck, the forbearance in his eyes was finally broken, he approached him anxiously, gritted his teeth and said, "If you don't tell me, I will prove it myself! "

There is no extra skill in a teenager's kiss, it is an impulse that erupts when emotions rise to a certain moment, green and beautiful, just touching it is like being patted on the heart by the soft pad of a kitten.

A kiss like a superficial kiss is much gentler than that savage bite.But in the camera, Fang Zhixing's ear tips secretly turned red.