Super unpopular CP[entertainment circle]

34.

Fang Zhixing was actually very sleepy.

The scene in the afternoon was too emotional and exhausted a lot of physical strength, and I was a little exhausted at the time.It was difficult to eat at night until the end, and I couldn't keep my eyes open when I took a shower.

After he entered the door, he lay down on the sofa and murmured: "It's too difficult for me, I can't go back if I have a room."

Zhong Siyuan asked: "What's wrong?"

"Your assistant," Fang Zhixing said, "I lost my bag and can't enter the room. Wait in my room for someone to come back and open the door for her."

"Liu Ruyun?"

"Yes."

Zhong Siyuan frowned sensitively: "How did she find you?"

"I don't know, let me be kind." Fang Zhixing felt that it made sense, "If you don't look for me, look for you, people will be scared when they see you."

Zhong Siyuan didn't refute, but found it strange that Tong Yushan also lived on this floor, and the actresses in the same group didn't look for her, and she entered the actor's room in the middle of the night. It was hard to say that she had no other purpose.

He looked at the drowsy Fang Zhixing, and smiled helplessly. This person is really slow, thanks to his crookedness.

"Sleepy?"

"Hmm." Fang Zhixing covered his eyes with the back of his hand and shrank back on the sofa, "I'm so sleepy, I'll sleep with you for a while, if she looks for me, wake me up again."

As he spoke, he pushed his hips, revealing the mobile phone in his pants pocket: "The password is your birthday."

Zhong Siyuan's eyelashes trembled, and he pulled out the phone.

Fang Zhixing fell asleep quickly, Zhong Siyuan turned off the light on the roof, and gently removed Fang Zhixing's arm pressing his eyes.

He sat quietly and looked at Fang Zhixing's sleeping face. It was not the first time he saw Fang Zhixing. During the six months together, he often rolled into a bed. When he woke up in the morning, Fang Zhixing was probably wrapped in his arms.

This person is full of energy during the day and can't finish talking, but when he falls asleep, he is a bit too obedient.

Makes one want to hug him, rub him, protect him.

About an hour later, Fang Zhixing's phone vibrated.

Zhong Siyuan opened it and took a look. It was a message from Liu Ruyun: "Teacher Fang, I'm leaving, thank you. [Love]"

Zhong Siyuan felt that the red heart was a bit dazzling.

He locked the screen, touched Fang Zhixing's face: "Qingqing, do you want to go back to sleep?"

Fang Zhixing was sleeping soundly, he just felt the warmth and comfort of the palm against his face, and he rubbed it lightly.

"Qingqing..."

Fang Zhixing couldn't hear it at all.

Zhong Siyuan was reluctant to shout, his Qingqing was too tired.

He bent down and hugged Fang Zhixing with his shoulders and legs hooked. He was much thinner than when he hugged him for the first time.

Put it down by the bed, fortunately, Fang Zhixing put on the pajamas directly when he came over, and he didn't even need to take off his clothes.

He covered Fang Zhixing with a quilt, and there was no light at the head of the bed. Zhong Siyuan traced Fang Zhixing's eyebrows and eyes in the dark.

Then he restrained and tenderly kissed Fang Zhixing's forehead, and said softly, "Good night, dear."

The morning light in autumn is cool, the open windows sweep the autumn wind silently, and the window screens shake slowly, making the room quiet.

Fang Zhixing woke up from his dream, his whole body was warm, curled up in the soft bed like a baby, holding something in his arms.

His eyelashes fluttered slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes.

When he first woke up, his eyes were bleary, and his eyes were foggy. Fang Zhixing looked at the handsome face in front of him, and thought he was dreaming without any surprise.

He looked down at the arm he was holding. The muscles were smooth and looked very powerful.

Fang Zhixing was quite confused anyway, so he wanted to try his hand.

So, he pinched it lightly.

"hiss--"

Zhong Siyuan was directly awakened by him, his brows were tightly frowned, but he didn't move, and he didn't open his eyes. In the early morning, his voice was low and almost sexy: "What are you doing?"

It's awkward for a man to wake up in the morning, but Fang Zhixing's scalp felt numb after hearing this sentence.But he didn't stay numb for long, and soon felt frightened.

"you……"

Fang Zhixing woke up instantly, pushed Zhong Siyuan's arm away like an electric shock, and rolled back half a circle with the quilt in a panic: "Why are you on my bed!"

With half of Zhong Siyuan's body exposed, he had an intimate contact with Qiufeng.

This early in the morning, pinched and frozen, I don't know what evil I am doing.

Zhong Siyuan grabbed a corner of the quilt and dragged him and the quilt to the middle: "This is my room."

Fang Zhixing stretched his neck to take a look. The structure of this room was the same as his, but because it was next door, the position of the furniture was opposite to his side.

Depend on!It's really Zhong Siyuan's room!

"Didn't I go back last night?" Fang Zhixing said in shock, "I didn't ask you to call me!"

Zhong Siyuan asked coldly: "Can I wake up?"

Fang Zhixing opened his mouth, feeling ashamed, he didn't need others to talk about the virtue of sleeping by himself.

He was cowardly and seemed aggrieved: "Why are you sleeping with me..."

Zhong Siyuan was finally willing to open his eyes, he turned his head to look at Fang Zhixing, and said speechlessly, "Then where should I sleep?"

"..."

Indeed, this was originally Zhong Siyuan's room, and there was only one bed, so he couldn't squeeze the sofa.

Probably because someone disturbed his dream, Zhong Siyuan didn't let him go: "It's not like I haven't slept together before."

Fang Zhixing's frightened little brother immediately came alive, he pulled out the pillow under his head in shame and indignation and threw it at Zhong Siyuan: "Shame on you!"

Then he was even more shameless: "I'm fucked by you!"

Zhong Siyuan: "..."

Zhong Siyuan was quite calm at first, but now he couldn't avoid the turmoil. He checked the time with his mobile phone, it was still early, but he couldn't fall asleep.

"Are you still asleep?"

Sleep ass, Fang Zhixing shook his head with the quilt in his hands.

Zhong Siyuan sat up, and glanced at Fang Zhixing's lower body hesitantly: "Then I'll go wash up first, you... you can wait for a while."

Fang Zhixing threw the other pillow over.

The return flight was at one o'clock in the afternoon. Fang Zhixing was not in a hurry at all. He was playing with his mobile phone while lowering the fire. Half an hour passed in the blink of an eye.

Zhong Siyuan came out of the bathroom, and looked at Fang Zhixing with a little surprise: "Isn't he alright?"

Fang Zhixing was watching the CP video of the two of them. He couldn't see any of them before, but now they are all over the place, and he forgot the time when he saw them.

But why did Zhong Siyuan's words sound so harsh?

Fang Zhixing was a little unconvinced: "Be careful what you say."

Zhong Siyuan chuckled lightly, without retorting, he opened the closet and prepared to change clothes: "Go wash up and pack things."

Only then did Fang Zhixing get up, his knees bent when he got out of bed, and he frowned.

Zhong Siyuan said: "The temperature in Haicheng is lower than that in Chongqing, so you should wear more clothes."

Fang Zhixing agreed, sitting on the edge of the bed and rubbing his knees.

Zhong Siyuan put on a hooded sweater, changed into a pair of comfortable sweatpants, turned around and asked, "What do you want for breakfast? I'll make it for you."

Fang Zhixing turned his head and looked distrustful: "Will you know..."

Zhong Siyuan said: "Yes."

Fang Zhixing was afraid that the food made by this person would not be edible, so he thought for a while and said, "There were two tomatoes left yesterday, let's serve tomato egg noodles!"

"it is good."

Fang Zhixing not only stays here all day long, but also his kitchen utensils.

Zhong Siyuan wanted to go down to order, but seeing that Fang Zhixing still didn't move, he went around to him: "I've been sitting for a long time, why can't I pay it back?"

Fang Zhixing's hands on his knees tightened, his expression seemed to be struggling.

It is true that he wants to chase Zhong Siyuan, it is true that he wants to ask for his forgiveness, it is true that he likes him, and it is true that he wants to be together for the rest of his life.

Zhong Siyuan squatted down slowly: "What's wrong?"

Fang Zhixing swallowed a mouthful of air, and took his palms away from his knees little by little, as if solemnly lifting off a thick seal of dust.

He told Zhong Siyuan truthfully: "The leg hurts."

After the weather turns cold, he often suffers from leg pains, especially when he wakes up in the morning. He usually has to get up early for a while to slow down. It is an old problem, and the medicine has no effect.

Zhong Siyuan felt that someone had grabbed the tip of his heart. He never pointed out this matter, and he didn't even look at it directly. He only touched it by the head during filming.

Just touching it hurts him.

Zhong Siyuan lowered his gaze, still asking for the other party's consent: "Show me, okay?"

Fang Zhixing loosened completely, Zhong Siyuan's tone was very gentle, he was seriously discussing with him, this person would never force him, even if he was hurt like that by himself, he still had no reservations.

"Brother Yuan," Fang Zhixing finally took this step, "you rub it for me."

Zhong Siyuan's fingers were a little cold, and when he rolled his trouser legs, he rubbed against his skin, causing a slight shudder.He finally approached the scar justifiably, staring closely and touching without hindrance.

The operation should have been done for many years, and the color of the scar has faded, but Fang Zhixing's skin is too white, so it is still a bit obvious.

Zhong Siyuan touched lightly with his fingertips, and his voice became tight: "Does it hurt?"

Fang Zhixing knew that what he was asking was not the present, but a long time ago, so he whispered: "Yes."

Zhong Siyuan didn't ask any more questions. He said that he would wait for Fang Zhixing to confess on his own initiative, so he would not break his promise.He knew that Fang Zhixing wasn't ready, and even today, if Fang Zhixing didn't say this, he wouldn't make the request.

But Fang Zhixing worked hard and tried to open his heart to him, and he had to catch it no matter what, not only that, but he also wanted to hold it in his palm.

Zhong Siyuan rubbed his palms together, until the palms turned red and hot, he dared to paste them all over.He rubbed gently, feeling the uneven scars on the skin, and the sore pain in his heart.

"is this okay?"

Fang Zhixing gradually relaxed: "It's okay to use a little more force."

Zhong Siyuan increased his strength, and asked again: "Is it hurting today, or has it been hurting for a long time?"

Fang Zhixing pursed his lips and let go after a while: "It will hurt when the weather gets cold."

When I came to Chongqing, the weather had turned cold, which meant that Fang Zhixing had been in pain for at least half a month.

Zhong Siyuan didn't ask him why he didn't speak out earlier, everyone has their own pride, just like Fang Zhixing wouldn't know that there was something wrong with his vocal cords if it wasn't for that day's scene.

They didn't reveal their own unspeakable secrets, and they agreed to give each other a proper silence.

"Did the ointment I gave you last time work?"

Fang Zhixing nodded: "It's very useful." After speaking, he suddenly reacted and opened his eyes wide, "That ointment is you..."

Zhong Siyuan didn't admit it or deny it: "It's good if it's easy to use."

Fang Zhixing's eyes were hot, and all these inadvertent incidents proved how valuable Zhong Siyuan's dedication to him was.

He pressed his hand on his knee, moved it to his wrist, pulled him forward, and then leaned over to hug Zhong Siyuan.

"Brother Yuan..." He whispered in Zhong Siyuan's ear, "Why is my luck so good?"

Zhong Siyuan put his unsteady hand on Fang Zhixing's waist, and he rubbed it up and down in a comforting manner, but he felt that it was not enough, so he squeezed hard: "My luck is also very good."

"Who are you? I'm far behind you. I haven't done anything for you."

How could it not be, the unknown maintenance back then, the considerate care, and the devoted companionship, these are the treasures that Zhong Siyuan cherished like a star in the sky.

He always felt that Fang Zhixing was the water intruding into his life, silently nourishing every dry place, unable to lose it, it would be fatal.

"You don't have to do anything," Zhong Siyuan closed his eyes, and pressed Fang Zhixing into his arms, "Just love me."

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The last few chapters have transitioned, and the content is a bit flat, but it will be fine soon.