Super unpopular CP[entertainment circle]

35.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, the plane landed at Haicheng Airport.

After getting in the car, Zhong Siyuan told the driver to go to Begonia Garden.

Then he turned to Fang Zhixing: "It's still early, I'll accompany you home to pack your things."

Fang Zhixing didn't expect to move so quickly: "Move today?"

The subsequent shooting tasks were tight and there was little rest time. Zhong Siyuan looked at Fang Zhixing without speaking, and the meaning behind his eyes was self-evident.

Fang Zhixing nodded quickly: "Move, move, move!" After speaking, he moved closer and whispered: "But let's say yes first, I will give you the rent."

According to Fang Zhixing's theory, the family does not distinguish between you and me, Zhong Siyuan calmly accepted: "I know."

More than an hour later, the car stopped downstairs at Fang Zhixing's house.

In fact, there is nothing to clean up, Zhong Siyuan has everything that should be there, just take some clothes.

This house in Haitang Garden was left by Fang Zhixing's deceased parents. He grew up here. The old house has carried too many memories, and it is impossible for him to leave.

When Fang Zhixing was packing his luggage, Zhong Siyuan sat at the end of the bed and watched him, and commanded by remote control: "Take two extra sweaters and a thick coat."

"When the weather is cold, your legs hurt, so keep warm. Where are your long johns?"

"Actually, you don't have to bring any clothes. There is a shopping mall near the neighborhood, and you can ask Xiaoman to buy them for you."

"Don't bring shampoo and shower gel, you have it at home."

"Where is your fever patch, don't forget this one. But I bought several imported ointments, and I will give you a try when I go back."

"What are you doing with my album? I can sing it to you, live."

"..."

Fang Zhixing closed the lid of the suitcase heavily, and gave Zhong Siyuan a fierce look, why did this person suddenly become a chatterbox!

He solemnly declared: "I am your tenant and neighbor, please pay attention to your wording, we do not live together."

Zhong Siyuan closed his mouth, and slowly raised one eyebrow.

Fang Zhixing zipped up, pushed the suitcase to Zhong Siyuan, and turned his head arrogantly: "I haven't turned right yet."

Later in the day, the Land Rover drove into an upscale neighborhood near Honolulu.

The community is built at the foot of the mountain, surrounded by jungle, the environment is quiet, and the concealment is excellent. Many celebrities and wealthy businessmen in Haicheng buy houses here.

Zhong Siyuan pushed two big boxes into the elevator, found Fang Zhixing's eyes in the polished glass mirror, and found Fang Zhixing staring blankly, so he asked, "What are you thinking?"

Fang Zhixing felt that it was unreal, even more unreal than seeing Zhong Siyuan on the day of script reading.

It's only been over a month, and not only has he reunited with Zhong Siyuan, but he has also been allowed to pursue him, and now he has come to be his neighbor in a grand manner!

Fang Zhixing smacked his lips and sighed, "I really got rich!"

It's all messed up.

Zhong Siyuan was speechless, the elevator went up to the 18th floor, he went out first.

The building is designed to have two households with one elevator, the rooms on both sides are of the same type, and the built-in scenery is basically the same, but the direction is opposite.

Zhong Siyuan turned to the set on the left first, and said while entering the code: "Put the luggage in and pack it at night."

With a "tick", the door opened, and before Fang Zhixing had time to see what it looked like inside, Zhong Siyuan casually pushed the suitcase inside.The sound of rolling wheels came from near to far, and the door was quickly closed.

Fang Zhixing didn't understand, so he said, "Why, didn't I go in?"

Zhong Siyuan came to the other side: "Go home and eat first."

Fang Zhixing paused, realizing that this was the second time Zhong Siyuan said the word "home" to him, as if this was their home.

Before returning, Zhong Siyuan specially asked the housekeeper to clean both apartments, and bought some fresh ingredients to store in the refrigerator for later use.

Zhong Siyuan found a pair of brand new slippers from the shoe cabinet and put them down. When Fang Zhixing put them on, he found that they were of the same style and different colors as the pair on Zhong Siyuan's feet, which seemed to be for couples.

He changed his shoes at the door, and the light at the entrance automatically adjusted the brightness, with soft light and shadow. Fang Zhixing cautiously poked his head out to observe where Zhong Siyuan lived, and he saw the lisianthus placed in the center of the coffee table in the living room at a glance.

The white flowers are faintly green. Zhong Siyuan's house is gray and cold and simple. In order to match it, the owner replaced it with a white ceramic flowerpot.

Zhong Siyuan took a cup and poured water for Fang Zhixing, and said, "Help me push the suitcase into the room, the second one on the left."

Then turn on the TV, make a little sound, and point out the way to Fang Zhixing: "Turn right, the first room is the study room, and the second room is the piano room, you can play by yourself for a while."

Fang Zhixing held the cup: "What are you doing?"

Zhong Siyuan rolled up his sweater sleeves: "Make dinner."

"You really know how to cook?" Fang Zhixing ate Zhong Siyuan's bowl of tomato and egg noodles in the morning. It tasted surprisingly good, but when we got along with each other in the past, this man was like a young master. look.

"Try it in half an hour."

That's right, Zhong Siyuan has a cold personality and doesn't like to interact with people, especially in such a private place like home, even Lin Manman seldom comes here. Wouldn't he starve to death if he doesn't cook by himself?

Fang Zhixing didn't question him anymore, and obediently sent the suitcase to Zhong Siyuan's room.He quickly withdrew, and he got permission to enter and exit the study and piano room, so he went in to visit unceremoniously.

Zhong Siyuan's study room is very modern, the bookshelves are all conceptual shapes, it looks very artistic, there are not many famous books in the world, they are all countless music albums, such as world piano music, classical musicals, records of world music giants .Fang Zhixing was dazzled, and finally attracted by the gramophone placed in the corner.

"Wow..." Fang Zhixing seemed to have seen an antique, touched the stylus lightly, and muttered in a low voice, "Could it be inherited from the ancestors..."

Fang Zhixing took a tour of the study room and was greatly shocked, so he pushed open the door of the piano room in awe.

There is no extra decoration in the piano room, only a circle of soft lights hanging from the top, and a piano is placed in the center of the room.As he approached, judging from the shiny black cover, the piano must be worth a lot.

Going a little further inside, there are three guitars of different colors hanging on the wall, and directly opposite the guitar is a set of transparent drum kits.

Fang Zhixing slandered in his heart, feeling that Zhong Siyuan could form a band by himself.

He walked back to the piano, looking at the black and white keys a little itchy.

The "Windy Hill" that Zhong Siyuan taught him to play has not been practiced yet.

But this piano is so expensive that people dare not touch it.

Fang Zhixing rubbed his hands, anyway, Zhong Siyuan let him play by himself, he shouldn't be angry if he played it.

So, he stood in front of the piano bench and stretched out a male finger.

How could Fang Zhixing know Zhong Siyuan's piano-playing techniques? No one else was proficient and fluent. He pressed keys one by one, and the notes were intermittent. He followed his memory and played a short section stutteringly.

After playing it, I was pleasantly surprised. A good piano is different, and the sound quality is very high-end.

Fang Zhixing got excited and planned to practice this section. He moved a finger in each of his left and right hands, and this time he obviously improved a lot.

Zhong Siyuan leaned against the door frame without making a sound, and quietly listened to Fang Zhixing playing back and forth four or five times.Seeing that he had played enough and enjoyed himself, he suddenly said, "I played wrong again."

Fang Zhixing was taken aback. He lost his sense of propriety when he got up just now, and sat on the piano bench as if he didn't treat himself as an outsider. At this moment, he looked like a thief who was caught, and he was about to play a jerk.

Zhong Siyuan walked behind him, lightly pressed his shoulder, bent down slightly, passed his right hand through Fang Zhixing's shoulder, pressed a few keys without haste, and asked, "Do you remember?"

Fang Zhixing's whole body seemed to be surrounded by Zhong Siyuan's chest. When the other party spoke, his low voice slid past his ears, and his cold breath washed over every nerve.Fang Zhixing's ears were numb, and the hairs on the back of his neck stood on end.

"Cold?" Zhong Siyuan obviously saw his reaction, but didn't move.

Fang Zhixing was a little speechless, and the next moment, Zhong Siyuan held his hand on his lap in a posture: "Is it cold at home?"

You're so cold, it's obvious that someone teased you.

Fang Zhixing pulled out his hand, leaned forward to separate the distance, and the typical thief shouted "Catch the thief": "You control yourself."

Zhong Siyuan raised a question mark, isn't he controlling himself well enough?

Fang Zhixing touched the base of his ear, feeling that it was still heating up.He pretended to be calm and tugged at the hem of his clothes, and was about to stand up, when suddenly something fluffy brushed against his feet, and the hairs that had just shown signs of calming "scratched" stood up again, and he shrank his legs with an exclamation, without any hesitation. Invisibly put his feet on the piano bench.

"what?!"

Zhong Siyuan supported his shoulders, Fang Zhixing leaned over naturally, put half of his face on his lower abdomen, and wrapped his arms around his waist.

"It's Mozart."

"Mo..."

I almost forgot that Zhong Siyuan also raised a cat.

Fang Zhixing lowered his eyes in shock, and saw a ball of white fluff curled up under the piano.At this moment, the fat cat with a big face stared at Fang Zhixing with its almond eyes, and gave a very innocent "meow".

"..."

Fang Zhixing made a false alarm, sweating profusely.He said dryly: "Hehe, why is it fatter than in the video?"

He let go of his hand, and awkwardly asked his feet off the piano bench, feeling that he had made a fool of himself.

The fat cat staggered to Fang Zhixing's feet and rolled into a ball. Its thick and soft fur scratched his ankles, and stuck out its tongue to lick him.

Fang Zhixing felt a little itchy from being licked, and couldn't help curling his toes: "Hey, it's so itchy."

Zhong Siyuan went around to the piano and squatted down, inserting his slender fingers into Mozart's white fur. He patted the cat's neck with a cold face: "This is a nympho cat, and he will lick it when he sees a good-looking cat."

Fang Zhixing laughed for a few moments, then felt something was wrong, he kicked Zhong Siyuan next to him: "Have any good-looking people come to your house?"

Zhong Siyuan threw away the cat neatly, grabbed Fang Zhixing's ankle with one palm, the skin felt a little cold, he held it in his hand and covered it: "What do you think?"

Fang Zhixing turned his eyes away on purpose: "How do I know?"

Zhong Siyuan said: "On the TV, the cat licks the screen all day long, and one part of the TV is brighter than other parts."

Mozart seemed to understand that his master was saying bad things about it, and he stretched his short legs and let out a "meow".

Fang Zhixing smiled: "Is the meal ready?"

Zhong Siyuan felt the skin under his palms getting hotter, he stood up first, and picked up the fat cat at his feet: "Come here and wash your hands."

On the dinner table, Zhong Siyuan had already arranged the dishes and chopsticks.

Fang Zhixing took a look, standard western food, one plate of pasta per person.

Zhong Siyuan shut Mozart into the house, went to the kitchen to wash his hands and brought a pot of soup.

Fang Zhixing's eyes lit up when he smelled the fragrance: "You also made tender tofu soup!"

Among Korean meals, Fang Zhixing loves tender tofu soup most. He ate it every day for a while in Korea, and he never got tired of it.

Zhong Siyuan was quite biased, and put the pot of "gududu" soup directly at Fang Zhixing's hand: "Be careful of it being hot."

Fang Zhixing took his seat, picked up the spoon and started to drink the soup: "Mr. Zhong, is spaghetti with tofu soup your idea?"

"It can be served with rib soup if you want."

Fang Zhixing was very happy to be coaxed, and enjoyed the food in a high spirited manner.Asking to wash the dishes after a meal, I finally did not eat and drink for nothing.

Zhong Siyuan fed the cat, and then took Fang Zhixing to the opposite side to pack his luggage.

The design on both sides is similar, but there is no one living there all the year round, and there are still a few rooms that are vacant. Zhong Siyuan asked Fang Zhixing which room he would like to live in. Fang Zhixing liked the one with a balcony, and said that it will be winter soon, and here he can bask in the sun. to the sun.

Fang Zhixing doesn't have much clothes. He has been living in poverty for the past few years, so he can save as much as he can. He doesn't need the cloakroom, and the wardrobe in the room is not full at all.

Zhong Siyuan felt a little uncomfortable and planned to buy some equipment for him.

Fang Zhixing saw his plan, and shook his wrists gently: "I don't lack clothes, I have enough to wear, I live in your room now, and I also enjoy the rent discount, not to mention how beautiful it is, don't let me Have a psychological burden, okay?"

Zhong Siyuan looked at him helplessly.

Fang Zhixing said: "Besides, I'm a rich man when I get the salary. Is there anything I want to buy at that time?" He pulled the man up to the balcony, "Brother Yuan, the scenery here is really beautiful, where is that?"

The topic was diverted abruptly, Zhong Siyuan was not too difficult, he looked in the direction of Fang Zhixing's finger, and there was a gentle dim light on the middle of the mountain in the dark night.

Zhong Siyuan said: "That's the nunnery in Honolulu."

"Ah?" Fang Zhixing almost fainted, "How could there be a nunnery in Honolulu? I've never heard of it."

"It was built two years ago, and it seems to have been moved from another place."

Honolulu seems to be very close, but it is actually a long way to go there. The nunnery on the mountain is hidden among the deep trees, and only one light is shining brightly.

Fang Zhixing turned to Zhong Siyuan with a smile: "Brother Yuan, do you think that lamp looks like a star?"

There are stars on the mountain, and there are stars in the night sky, but they are not Zhong Siyuan's one.

"Fool." Zhong Siyuan wrapped his arms around the back of Fang Zhixing's head, finally showing his unknown tenderness, "The stars are here."

Damn, this man is so numb to death!

But Fang Zhixing likes it so much!

He dived into Zhong Siyuan's chest, not hiding his desire at all: "Mr. Zhong, when do you plan to bring your star back home?"

Zhong Siyuan chuckled in his ear: "I..."

At this moment, Fang Zhixing's cell phone rang suddenly.

Damn it, it's rare that the atmosphere and emotions are here, and it feels like Zhong Siyuan will let go after saying a few more words!

Who is calling him at this time!

Fang Zhixing pushed Zhong Siyuan away angrily, took out his phone and looked, Ji Chuan!

"Hello!" He connected in an unfriendly way, "If you don't have something serious to do, our brotherhood will end tonight!"

"What are you talking about?" Ji Chuan's voice sounded anxious, "Did you watch the news? You were photographed having a nighttime tryst with an actress!"