Super unpopular CP[entertainment circle]

62.

Fang Zhixing lowered his head and pressed against Zhong Siyuan's forehead: "So why did you kiss me that day?"

Before that day, Fang Zhixing had always thought that he was hot with a shaved head, and he didn't even dare to think that Zhong Siyuan would like him.

The way that person showed his emotions was too cryptic, even if he was giving, he was always silent. After being together, Fang Zhixing pestered Zhong Siyuan to ask him many times, asking him if he couldn't bear to see him alone when he came back on the first day of the new year new year.

Zhong Siyuan never admitted it, but just blocked that chattering little mouth when he was so entangled that he couldn't help it.

He would not tell Fang Zhixing that after sending the text message that day, he booked a flight ticket back to South Korea. He was too hasty, the plane with the right time was out of tickets, and it was still snowing in South Korea, so many flights had been grounded. It took two planes to get back before the end of the first day of the new year.

He didn't reunite with his parents and brother, and he didn't bring a roast turkey. He only packed a few clothes. For the first time in his 22 years of life, he felt anxious and distressed.

Zhong Siyuan touched Fang Zhixing's leg bent by his side, and gently stroked the tattoo on his leg with his palm. When he answered, his voice was low and hoarse, unable to hide his affection: "Impulsive."

With that said, he added after a moment's pause, "I've never had such a strong desire."

Fang Zhixing's eyelashes trembled: "What desire?"

Zhong Siyuan kissed the corner of his lips: "I want to burn in the snow with you."

Zhong Siyuan wanted to burn with Fang Zhixing, and the sea of ​​snow continued all day long, he didn't want Fang Zhixing to be lonely anymore.

·

The end of the new year is approaching, and Fang Zhixing has officially started his vacation after finishing his last interview.

Occasionally, I could meet a few popular stars in Luyuan Building. Fang Zhixing greeted his seniors modestly, and went to the top floor for the nth time to block Zhong Lufan.

God rewarded me, and finally got blocked by him.

At the end of the year, Zhong Lufan was busy all day without touching the ground. Meetings were held one after another, and he only had 10 minutes to spare.

Fang Zhixing squeezed himself into the office as if seeing a needle, and called him "Brother" in a friendly manner.

"Brother, I really have something very important to ask you."

Zhong Lufan looked at the time: "8 minutes, I have to go to the bathroom."

Fang Zhixing is rare and serious, which makes Zhong Lufan baffled. This son-in-law is more capable of causing trouble. Within ten seconds, Zhong Lufan has already prepared all kinds of preparations. He was photographed holding hands on the road, and he was seen kissing when the curtains were not drawn. ...and even simply drafted a public relations draft in his mind to disclose his relationship.

Unexpectedly, Fang Zhixing slapped the table boldly, with a full bandit posture: "Brother, you have to say what you say today, and you have to say what you don't say."

"..." Zhong Lufan slowly put out a question mark, "What did I say?"

Fang Zhixing pursed his mouth, and went around to the side to pick at his brother's cuff: "Just tell me, what happened to Brother Yuan's voice?"

Things have to start three days ago.

Zhong Siyuan lost his voice after having a meal with the web drama music production team, and it was very hoarse. Although he didn't lose his voice like last time, he still struggled to speak.

Fang Zhixing only found out after asking Lin Manman that several colleagues at the table had been smoking during the evening dinner, and they were sitting near Zhong Siyuan. He was forced to smoke second-hand smoke all night, and he began to feel uncomfortable as soon as he left the hotel.

This made Fang Zhixing's heart ache.

He followed the same pattern and stewed rock sugar pears for Zhong Siyuan at home.

Zhong Siyuan refused to go to the hospital, so he searched on Baidu according to his symptoms, and the results made him terrified, and he always felt that Zhong Siyuan would become dumb in a few years.

He couldn't sit still anymore, and when Zhong Siyuan got better, he began to press for questions. He said plausibly: "It was agreed at the beginning, I will tell you, and you will tell me too."

Unexpectedly, Zhong Siyuan seemed to have completely forgotten about it, and fell asleep on the excuse that he had a sore throat and felt uncomfortable.

Once or twice, Fang Zhixing can still be bluffed by him, and if there are too many times, a fool can see that Zhong Siyuan just doesn't want to talk about it on purpose.

Another communication failure, Fang Zhixing exploded: "You are taking sore throat tablets, not sleeping pills, and you just sleep and sleep all day long. Don't think I don't know that you are playing with your phone under the covers!"

Zhong Siyuan is worthy of being the film king, he has not given up acting at this time, he rubbed his brows with a tired expression: "I'm really sleepy."

Fang Zhixing didn't let him sleep, and sat on him and strangled his neck: "Why don't you talk too much!"

Later, Zhong Siyuan found that his strategy was not working, so he found another way. When Fang Zhixing disturbed him, he took him to the bed, and when Fang Zhixing only hummed, he naturally forgot everything.

Fang Zhixing "gambled" with Zhong Siyuan for a few days, and found that he couldn't handle him, so he had to come over to block Zhong Lufan.

"We agreed at the beginning. I told him why I terminated the contract, and he told me how my voice was bad. He was fine, and he started to play tricks after finding out my old background."

Zhong Lufan smiled slightly, and turned the chair half a turn to face Fang Zhixing: "Since Xiaoyuan refuses to say, I am his elder brother, so I have to respect him."

Fang Zhixing didn't give up, and said straight to the point: "Because I'm right?"

He thought about it, Zhong Siyuan let go once, when the web drama was finished, he was hospitalized with a fever, at that time Zhong Siyuan didn't know about Kim Yoo Hee's messy things, and he almost told him all about it.But now he suddenly refused to say it again, only because he was afraid that he would feel guilty.

Sure enough, Lu Fan snapped his fingers in the next second: "Smart."

Fang Zhixing's heart sank, and even his face changed a few times.

Zhong Lufan turned back, tidied up the scattered documents on the desktop slowly, and said slowly: "When Xiaoyuan proposed to exchange with you, it was because of you. Now, I can't blame you, but Kim Yoo-hee in the final analysis."

Fang Zhixing thought of meeting Zhong Lufan for the first time, Zhong Lufan asked him at the dinner table whether he would leave in the future, and inadvertently confided that Zhong Siyuan had "goed crazy" during the time he left.His throat was tight, and he asked with difficulty: "Brother Yuan...what did he do?"

Zhong Lufan didn't answer and asked instead: "Have you heard of "Long Journey"?"

Not only heard, Fang Zhixing nodded heavily.

Zhong Lufan said: "It was written when he was insane."

Fang Zhixing opened his mouth.

Zhong Lufan raised his hand: "Don't think too much, just drink too much."

He didn't completely point it out, he said a few words ambiguously, and Fang Zhixing left the rest to think for himself: "Drinking, singing, he lived like this for half a year."

It was already dark when Fang Zhixing left Luyuan.

Zhong Siyuan was engaged in music production in Zhenghong Building next door, so he stopped by to pick him up.

As soon as Fang Zhixing got into the car, Zhong Siyuan felt that the atmosphere was not right.

He turned around and glanced at Fang Zhixing, usually this person would chatter when he saw him, why was he so quiet today.

Zhong Siyuan asked with concern: "Tired?"

Fang Zhixing pressed his knuckles to his lips, and looked out the window in a daze, but didn't answer.

Zhong Siyuan felt that the situation was serious, and asked again: "What happened?"

Fang Zhixing still didn't answer.

Zhong Siyuan stopped asking, and stepped on the accelerator to go home.

He opened the door with his fingerprints, and the room was pitch-black. As soon as his hand touched the switch on the wall, someone held it down.

The door closed behind him with a "click", Fang Zhixing's hands were so cold, Zhong Siyuan reflexively wrapped him up.

Fang Zhixing didn't seem to appreciate it, he grabbed Zhong Siyuan's wrist very hard, his vision was blocked in the darkness, but Zhong Siyuan could clearly feel the oppression spreading from the other person.

"What's the matter? Tell me."

The floor-to-ceiling windows of the living room were open, and the cold wind was blowing. From the corner of my eye, I could see the faint light hanging in front of the nunnery in the distance. Zhong Siyuan rubbed the back of Fang Zhixing's head, wrapping him from all directions with indescribable tenderness.

Fang Zhixing felt a dull pain in his heart, and his favorite gentle wind turned into a meat cutting knife, aiming at the tip of his heart one after another.

"I have something to ask you."

Fang Zhixing pulled Zhong Siyuan back to the room, and pressed his shoulders to make people sit on the bed as if examining him.

Zhong Siyuan was infected by the solemn atmosphere, but he avoided Fang Zhixing's hand when he wanted to shake it.

Fang Zhixing looked down at him with deep eyes, looking calm and serious in the quiet and cold night.

Zhong Siyuan has known Fang Zhixing for so many years and has never seen him like this. Thinking of his visit to Luyuan Building just this afternoon and his fruitless questioning in recent days, he quickly understood what happened.

"You're looking for my brother." Zhong Siyuan confirmed.

Fang Zhixing didn't hide it: "Yes."

Zhong Siyuan pursed his lips quickly, the moonlight outside the window was thick, and the cold moonlight spread across his body, making the change on that cold face extremely obvious.

But it was only for a moment, the contours that seemed to be firmly resisting softened, Zhong Siyuan grabbed Fang Zhixing's hand irresistibly, brought the two cold paws together, warmed him with his own body temperature, and then said: "Don't you Listen to his exaggeration, it's not as serious as you think."

He thought that Fang Zhixing had heard the whole set from Zhong Lufan, and he took the initiative to confess: "When I was young, I was naive and didn't take my body seriously. It has nothing to do with you. Don't think too much, okay?"

Fang Zhixing was tearing his heart and lungs for the past that he had pieced together. After hearing this, more sharp pains lined up to stab him. He wanted to withdraw his hand, but failed after trying, as if he was against Zhong Siyuan. He got excited and tried desperately to break free from him.

"What do you mean it has nothing to do with me?" The back of his hand was quickly clenched red, and his voice trembled, "Why does it have nothing to do with me? You fucking let me go!"

Zhong Siyuan didn't tell Fang Zhixing because he was afraid that it would become like this. He didn't want to see Fang Zhixing's guilt and self-blame. Everything was his own choice, and he should naturally bear the consequences.

"Qingqing, listen to me..."

"What?" Fang Zhixing couldn't break free, and pushed him angrily, "Are you willing to talk now? Smoking, drinking, playing rock and roll with your life, what the hell can't you do!"

Meng Yan's past was exposed by one sentence, Zhong Siyuan's eyes twitched uncontrollably, and immediately grabbed Fang Zhixing's waist, turned over and pressed him hard on the bed.

Fang Zhixing roared, "Don't hug me!"

Zhong Siyuan clasped his wrist, exhausted his patience, and said sharply: "Qingqing!"

In an instant, Fang Zhixing became quiet.

He fell into the soft bed, lost his strength suddenly, and the watery light quickly gathered in his eyes. He looked at Zhong Siyuan, blinked lightly, and tears fell down.

Zhong Siyuan leaned over and hugged him into his arms, feeling that his shoulders and neck were getting wet very quickly.

Fang Zhixing cried silently, and heard Zhong Siyuan give a lame explanation for his previous behavior in a persuasive and persuasive manner.

"I didn't drink too much. At that time, I often suffered from insomnia. I tried many methods, but they didn't work."

Zhong Siyuan's living habits are healthy and regular, not to mention his bad voice now, when he used to have a good voice, he didn't drink at all, drinking because of insomnia, it was just drinking to relieve his worries.

"I didn't risk my life either. I used to like to sing rock and roll, and the group had to put on a show. The practice was just a little more intense."

At that time, I was in a bad mood when I was dumped, and rock and roll was simply an excellent outlet for venting, shouting, shouting, it seemed that Fang Zhixing's shadow could be erased from my mind.

He said lightly that Fang Zhixing understood that these were just unwise consolations.

What kind of throat can withstand rock and drink day and night, half a year later, Zhong Siyuan's vocal cords have serious problems, his throat is so sore that he can't eat, and he is bleeding.The company told Zhong Lufan about this, and Zhong Lufan went to Korea to see him in person. After getting the medical certificate, he almost died of anger, and cursed: "You just do it."

The advice given by the doctor is that it is best not to sing anymore. Zhong Siyuan's voice is completely unable to support rock and roll, and he should sing less even slow songs. If this continues, he may lose his voice.

Zhong Siyuan accepted the doctor's advice and stopped making trouble. He had been demented for half a year, and finally realized that Fang Zhixing would not come back. It was ugly to make himself into such a ghost for the sake of love.

After communicating with Zhong Lufan, he decided to quit the group.

After resigning from the group, Zhong Siyuan returned to the United States to receive treatment for a period of time. The medical level in the United States is better than that in South Korea, but the doctors there also said that there is no way to recover. If you don’t want to be dumb for the rest of your life, you should stop singing, and Zhong Siyuan’s current condition is no longer good. , surgery must be performed immediately.

Zhong Siyuan went home and locked himself in the room for a day, and a day later, he told Zhong Lufan that he wanted to go back to China.

He took out the ten songs he wrote when he was crazy, and he was convinced that he could stand at the pinnacle of the Chinese music scene.

After returning to China, Zhong Siyuan shined brightly. He released an album and sang his dreams on various stages. He was a smash hit, and the sales volume of the album broke the record. As soon as the tickets for the concert were released, they were sold out within ten seconds.

He really stood at the pinnacle of the Chinese music scene as he said, not because of his looks, but because of his strength.

But what no one expected was that Zhong Siyuan's singing voice was like a flash in the pan, blooming for only a very short night, and then withering away.

After bidding farewell to the music scene, Zhong Siyuan returned to the United States for surgery. The surgery was successful and he recovered very well.

His parents knew that he regarded music as his life, and they were worried that he would be overwhelmed, but no, Zhong Siyuan was calm from beginning to end.

After going through a farewell, Zhong Siyuan finally understands that he can't keep anything.His lover, his voice, are all pasts that he can't keep.

Fang Zhixing sniffed, then suddenly took off Zhong Siyuan's clothes, buried him in the neck and kissed him.

They were all scarred during that half year, and they were forced to give up their dreams and lovers. They were separated for five years, suffering each other in a corner where the other could not see. In the end, they licked and comforted each other's wounds.

They are the same dedicated to the end, the same unswerving.

Fang Zhixing sat on Zhong Siyuan's body and helped him into his body.

He frowned slightly, slowly swayed his waist, and let out a low moan after a while.

With warmth in his chest, Fang Zhixing couldn't help but confess: "Zhong Siyuan, I love you so much."

The author has something to say:

明天最后三章哈，提前给大家点播一首戳爷的《forhim.》，配合食用真很香甜。感谢在2020-06-1310:55:06~2020-06-1320:06:30期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the mine: Le Cheng 1;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!