Super unpopular CP[entertainment circle]

41.

On a cloudy and rainy day, the bedroom was dim, and the not-so-clear light was tightly blocked by thick curtains.

Fang Zhixing shrank his legs in his sleep, and hummed uncomfortably. The movement disturbed the people around him. He quietly stretched his hand in from under the quilt, touched his knee, and began to rub it with moderate strength.

The discomfort gradually subsided, and Fang Zhixing quickly fell asleep again.

When he woke up again, he was the only one left on the bed. Fang Zhixing slid out of the quilt, and the dark blue silk pajamas hung loosely on his shoulders.

He lay on the bed and checked the time, it was three o'clock in the afternoon.

Fang Zhixing's fever subsided last night, and he stayed in the hospital overnight, and was taken home by Zhong Siyuan early this morning.Zhong Siyuan didn't sleep much for three consecutive nights. After entering the door, he almost had a double image. With strong willpower, he lasted until after taking a shower, and fell unconscious as soon as his head touched the pillow.

Fang Zhixing was recovering from a serious illness and was not in good spirits. The weather outside was gloomy and cold and it would be a waste not to sleep, so he simply went to bed, found a long-lost posture in Zhong Siyuan's arms, and fell asleep with him.

The sound of the rain is falling, the wind and waves are howling, the winter in Haicheng is coming slowly, but the house is as warm as spring.

The bedroom door was closed, Fang Zhixing went out to find some water with a cup in his hand, and only heard the movement outside when he called the door.

The voice came from the cloakroom, Fang Zhixing walked over suspiciously, and saw his suitcase spread out on the floor at the door, and Zhong Siyuan was hanging his clothes in the closet one by one.

Fang Zhixing stopped suddenly, and looked at Zhong Siyuan with trembling pupils.

"Are you up?" Zhong Siyuan's expression was normal, and he even smoothed out the wrinkles on his shirt.

"What are you doing?"

For the first time, Zhong Siyuan disregarded other people's wishes and made a firm decision: "Cohabitation."

Fang Zhixing was still stunned: "What?"

After Zhong Siyuan hung up the last piece of clothing, he pulled Fang Zhixing's suitcase and put it together with his own.

Then he took his hand and entered the opposite study.

There were papers and pens on the table, Zhong Siyuan didn't even go to the seat, but just pushed Fang Zhixing against the edge of the table, hugged him from behind, and then put the pen into his palm.

Fang Zhixing seemed to be aware of what he was going to do, and suddenly felt timid when the thing he had longed for countless times in the past few months really happened.He flinched, turned his face to look at Zhong Siyuan: "Brother Yuan, have you thought it through..."

Zhong Siyuan didn't speak, just held his hand, hooked Fang Zhixing's waist and slowly pressed down, he led him, and wrote a line of English on the white paper smoothly and gracefully——

"Ilovedyoufirst, butafterwardsyourloveoutsoaringmine."

Zhong Siyuan repeated the words in his ear many times, and as soon as it fell on the paper, Fang Zhixing understood it without a teacher.

Zhong Siyuan asked him softly: "Can you translate?"

Fang Zhixing closed his eyes and realized that he had the privilege of unlimited possibilities with Zhong Siyuan.

He nodded.

Write your own understanding word by word neatly at the back.

Then he turned around, with a gleam in his eyes, and asked Zhong Siyuan with a smile: "Can I become a regular now?"

Zhong Siyuan remained silent for a few seconds, held up Fang Zhixing's face and said, "I'm here for life, after signing the contract, I can never leave again."

Fang Zhixing raised the corners of his lips to kiss him, but Zhong Siyuan pinched his waist and put him on the table.

The piece of paper with two sentences in Chinese and English was pressed under the buttocks, and only the lower right corner of the string of English could be seen, which was a concise and clear love sentence.

"You love me more than I love you."

After leaving for a while, Fang Zhixing squinted his eyes and rested on Zhong Siyuan's chest. He panted with a small mouth, the bright color of his lips seemed to be the icing sugar sticking to the hawthorn.

"Brother Yuan."

Zhong Siyuan touched his back: "Huh?"

Fang Zhixing asked: "You have filmed so many kissing scenes, who do you feel the best kissing with?"

With a hand on the back, Zhong Siyuan almost wanted to open Fang Zhixing's brain to see what kind of structure it was inside. Who the hell would it feel best to kiss with? Is there such a thing that spoils the atmosphere?

Zhong Siyuan let go and made a decision within a few seconds: "I think you need a trial period."

"??? Try what?" Fang Zhixing jumped down from the table, and hurriedly chased after Zhong Siyuan's back when he went out, "Please explain clearly to me, the surname Zhong, you still try it after kissing you? Scumbag! I disagree!"

Zhong Siyuan's face was expressionless, but there was a smile in his eyes.Walking to the living room, he bent down to pick up the box on the coffee table, and threw it to Fang Zhixing who ran over.

Inside the box was a new mobile phone, and Zhong Siyuan also stuffed the removed SIM card to Fang Zhixing: "Stop making trouble, put the SIM card on and report back home."

The news about the two of them going to the hospital made a lot of noise, but Fang Zhixing didn't know it when he fell asleep at the time. He turned on the new phone, and before he had time to read anything, the SMS box exploded and frantically sent out messages.

Fang Zhixing glanced at it roughly, and it was probably sent by a colleague from the theater to ask him about his situation.

"Why is Ji Chuan's mouth so big? I just have a fever. Do I need to tell the world?"

Ji Chuanping blamed himself, and sneezed several times in the seventh ship.In fact, not long after the news came out yesterday, Ji Chuan sent a group text message to his colleagues in the troupe to report that he was safe, and he also called Zhou Fangping and Fang Zhixing's grandmother in person, otherwise the two old ladies would have to go over.

Fang Zhixing didn't know, so after browsing, he went to WeChat to find the theater group, and sent it to: "Thank you for your concern, I have nothing serious, I will come back to practice in two days!"

Just after sending, a call came in, it was Fang Zhixing's grandmother.

Fang Zhixing quickly connected, and the old lady was almost crying on the phone, asking him where he was now and wanted to come and see him.

Only then did Fang Zhixing realize what had happened, and he managed to stabilize the old lady after coaxing and persuading her for half an hour.

Hanging up the phone, Fang Zhixing's mouth was dry and his throat was still sore, Zhong Siyuan filled him with water and watched him drink upside down in one gulp.

Fang Zhixing threw the phone and lay down on Zhong Siyuan's lap, rubbing his eyes irritably: "Does the reporter have nothing to do every day? He still has to keep an eye on it when he goes to the hospital."

Zhong Siyuan took his hand away, there happened to be wet wipes on the tea table, he tore a piece out, brushed Fang Zhixing's eyelashes and wiped his red eye corners: "I was negligent."

Concerned about chaos, Fang Zhixing fainted at that time, how could Zhong Siyuan have the intention to pretend.

Fang Zhixing shook his head: "I'll go home tomorrow to see grandma."

"Okay, I'll take you there."

"No, you rest at home." Fang Zhixing asked, "Are you still scheduled to work after the filming of this film?"

The wet towel was rubbed over the pale skin, and the long eyelashes were wetted and became more intense. Zhong Siyuan looked at the two contrasting colors, rolled his throat, and replied: "No, I'm on vacation."

I arrived three months late for this vacation, and I was ignorant at the time, but now Fang Zhixing vaguely sensed something, and asked tentatively: "Brother Yuan, did you really accept this show because you like it?"

"Yeah." Zhong Siyuan still answered the same way, but said, "Like is one of the reasons."

Fang Zhixing followed up and asked, "What else?"

Zhong Siyuan stopped and looked into Fang Zhixing's eyes: "When I was still filming the last movie, Director Chen gave me the book. I liked it very much, but I have concerns."

Homosexual themes are not a small challenge for an actor. Zhong Siyuan has always been bold and different in his plays, and the style of each film is very different. This script really appeals to him. In addition, he himself is gay, and he hopes to help this group be recognized. social recognition and respect.

However, in recent years, there have been too many Danmei filmings in the circle. Everyone said that Tanmei dramas must be popular. Many male actors took advantage of this bonus and became popular. Forced to be tied up, Wei fans and CP fans fought each other, and the cast team performed all kinds of show operations to purify the solid fans, and they might even bite back.

Zhong Siyuan doesn't like hype, he can cooperate during the business period, but he refuses malicious marketing, and he doesn't want to cause trouble.

Chen Hua also hates these things, and it is precisely because of this that he wants to settle down Zhong Siyuan, who is low-key and not a monster. his opinion.

"Director Chen tried all the actors in the circle, but he couldn't find one he was satisfied with." Zhong Siyuan touched the corner of Fang Zhixing's lips, and touched it lightly, "Until that day, when I finished the interview and went home, I passed Qijian and saw "Ten Stars" at the door. Ambush "poster."

With a quick glance, Fang Zhixing, who hadn't heard from him for five years, caught Zhong Siyuan's eyes unexpectedly, and by the time he realized it, he was already standing at the door of the Seventh Ship.

The concubine Yu on the poster is rich and colorful, but it is actually quite different from Fang Zhixing's original appearance, but Zhong Siyuan still recognized him at a glance. Those eyes are so beautiful, as clean and clear as in memory.He did not deny that he hated Fang Zhixing, he hated him for leaving without saying goodbye, hated those so-called reasons for leaving, he also wanted to see what kind of name Fang Zhixing had made now, and whether he had achieved the success he wanted.

But when he walked into the gate of Seventh Ship, everything fell apart.

They have been separated for five years, and all his reactions now are just to prove once again that in this relationship, the only person who can afford to let go is himself.

Zhong Siyuan calmly bought a ticket and waited for a performance from afternoon to night.

He sat in the shadows in the back row, his eyes seemed to have hooks.

The surrounding environment is very bad, dilapidated theater, few auditoriums, he looked at Fang Zhixing on the stage, and wanted to ask him, is this the life you want?

But in the end, Fang Zhixing bit the red water chestnut and fell down around his neck, tears of desolate regret fell on his face. The moment of astonishment made the gloomy image in Zhong Siyuan's mind suddenly concrete.

Fang Zhixing turned over: "Ah! Did you recommend me to Director Chen?"

"No." Zhong Siyuan rubbed his soft hair, "I just invited Director Chen to watch the performance, maybe you are not my final say."

In fact, the purpose is similar.

Fang Zhixing licked his lips, suddenly got up and boldly straddled Zhong Siyuan: "You didn't forgive me at that time."

Zhong Siyuan took advantage of the situation to support his waist, leaning his head against the back of the sofa, watching Fang Zhixing without speaking.

"Why are you so nice?"

Fang Zhixing didn't know how many times he said this sentence, it seemed that no matter how he expressed it, it was not enough, and the extreme that words could describe was not as good as Zhong Siyuan's treatment of him.

Obviously being abandoned, obviously still hating in my heart, but when I really met, I couldn't help but love again.

He put his arms around Zhong Siyuan's neck, and said in a low voice, "I don't even know what you like about me."

Zhong Siyuan's frost that had accumulated on his face all the time disappeared, and Fang Zhixing's shadow was reflected in his soft eyes: "Because you are also very good."

This sentence made Fang Zhixing suddenly have courage. He lowered his head, grabbed Zhong Siyuan's collar, and said seriously: "You wait for me, it won't be long, my courage is almost full."

Zhong Siyuan took his seriousness and even kissed him as encouragement.

The two of them lay on the sofa for a while, and Fang Zhixing's stomach growled.

Zhong Siyuan slipped him aside and sat beside him: "I'll make whatever you want to eat."

Fang Zhixing is a clingy guy now, he follows Zhong Siyuan wherever he goes, he chases him to the kitchen: "I want to order something Chinese."

Zhong Siyuan opened the refrigerator and looked around, pondering and asked: "Is fried chicken wings okay?"

In order to film, Fang Zhixing borrowed fried food for three months, when he heard that his mouth was watering: "Come here, just eat this."

So Zhong Siyuan rolled up his sleeves and started to work.

The light rain continued outside the window, and in the kitchen, Fang Zhixing was lying on the bar and talking to Zhong Siyuan.

Life seems to be like this, with occasional bad weather, unsatisfactory work, daily necessities, and two people living together.

And those bad, unsatisfactory things will always pass.

All the glitz will eventually return to the dust, and those who stay by my side are still what the heart wants.

The author has something to say:

"I loved you first, but afterwards your love out soaring mine." Although I loved you first, but later your love surpassed me. —Rosetti, "Though I Loved You First"

To celebrate Fang Zhixing's turning into a full-time member, we will send out red envelopes for comments today.