Master, don't stop me from being an idol

In the blink of an eye, three years have passed, and Zhou Jingyuan's daughter, Zhou Wenwen, has reached the age of kindergarten. These three years are not only Zhou Wenwen's growth history, but also Wen Baiyu's career as an actor.

The entertainment company has cultivated Wen Boyu meticulously, coupled with his talent and hard work, no one in the circle can shake his position now, wherever he goes, he is always in the most conspicuous position.

Wen Boyu won the Best Actor Award every year. Except for the older generation of actors, everyone else would call out Teacher Wen when they saw him.

According to his encyclopedia, he is 37 years old, but his appearance and temperament are no different from those of young people in their twenties, and he is even called a reverse growth look by fans.

A few days before Zhou Nuan's birthday, Zhou Jingyuan was going to invite Wen Baiyu to celebrate together, so she came to his home.

"Are you pruning the plants?" Zhou Jingyuan looked at the plants "inserted" on the potted plants. They were green and pretty, but they didn't know what species they were.

"Well, only pruning can grow well." Wen Baiyu poured a glass of water for Zhou Jingyuan, picked up the scissors again and trimmed the messy branches of the plants.

Zhou Jingyuan glanced left and right and asked, "Where is Lord Zhuang?"

"He went shopping for groceries, let's eat at my house tonight." Wen Baiyu said.

"Okay." Zhou Jingyuan was not polite. He observed his expression and found that it was difficult to see his true emotions from Wen Baiyu's face.

In Wen Baiyu's eyes, there seemed to be a lake, calm and peaceful, but no one knew what was hidden under the water.

"Why is Brother Zhou staring at me?" Wen Baiyu didn't look up, but he really felt Zhou Jingyuan's gaze.

Zhou Jingyuan asked: "Did you forgive Master Zhuang? Or...do you still hate him?"

He couldn't understand that if Bai Yu hated Zhuang Yuezhong, why would he be with him, and if he didn't hate him, why would his words and deeds be so cold when getting along?

Wen Baiyu raised his eyes to look at Zhou Jingyuan, and suddenly laughed.

Zhou Jingyuan was stunned, he really didn't expect Wen Baiyu to react like this.

"I never hated him."

Zhou Jingyuan was about to ask, but Wen Baiyu looked out the window, his eyes seemed to have traveled through time and saw the past.

He turned around and said, "Brother Zhou, he came downstairs to me three years ago. When I saw his eyes were black, do you know how unwilling and scared I was?"

Wen Baiyu caressed his eyes lightly with his fingertips, the gray pupils under his thin eyelids, he said softly: "I can no longer climb the avenue, but he still has a chance..."

"Once he seizes this opportunity, the relationship between us will really end here..."

Zhou Jingyuan did not expect that Wen Baiyu's calm surface had already set off turbulent waves.

"Why didn't you tell him?"

"Tell him what? Tell him that I love him?" The corners of Wen Baiyu's mouth raised slightly, his eyelashes cast shadows under his eyelids, and his gray eyes became darker, "You can't keep him with love, I have experienced this firsthand.”

When he saw Zhuang Yuezhong's eyes, he thought about what to do next.

"I want to take advantage of his guilt, so I have to hate him." Wen Baiyu smiled, "I can't hate him, but fortunately, hatred can be staged."

"I've never been so grateful to be an actor."

……

The elevator display counted down the numbers, and Zhou Jingyuan stood there in a daze, still thinking about what Wen Boyu said, and before leaving, the other party asked herself——

"There is nothing permanent in the world, and feelings are more fleeting and fragile."

"I am no longer a cultivator who attained Taoism and longevity, and the remaining time is less than a hundred years. Brother Zhou, do you think there is still a possibility between me and him?"

"Ding--"

The elevator door slowly opened, Zhou Jingyuan looked up and saw Zhuang Yuezhong, who was carrying a bag full of food.

Zhuang Yuezhong's appearance has attracted the favor of countless entertainment companies, and some people even followed him for a few days, as if begging him to sign a contract with an artist.

Zhuang Yuezhong refused, Wen Baiyu would learn to be flexible when cornered, and he was the kind of person who would never change until he died.

He is no longer a fairy who does not eat fireworks in the world, and he needs money to be a human being. He did not become an artist, but became a Feng Shui master after understanding the other world.

In just a few years, his card amount reached nine figures.

It's just that Zhuang Yuezhong has no idea about money, but it's his calm attitude in the face of money that makes the customers who come to the door feel that he has the demeanor of a master.

Before Zhou Jingyuan could say anything, Zhuang Yuezhong spoke first: "Didn't you say you want to stay for dinner? I bought some more vegetables."

Zhou Jingyuan's thoughts were suddenly scattered by Zhuang Yuezhong's extremely life-like words. Although the other party had no immortal roots, in his heart he was still the existence at the top, but now he went to the street to buy vegetables no different from ordinary people. He stammered: "I, I still have something to do at home."

"En." Zhuang Yue nodded and was about to walk into the elevator.

"Master Zhuang! Wait!" Zhou Jingyuan regretted opening his mouth, but Zhuang Yuezhong had already turned around and looked over, so he could only bite the bullet and ask, "Are you and Bai Yu happy together?"

Zhuang Yuezhong didn't answer directly, but said: "Chu Zong asked me a while ago if I wanted to reshape the immortal root. He felt that I was playing for the moment, thinking that no one would like to become a useless person from a powerful person."

"But I let Bai Yu endure such a cruel thing, and I couldn't heal his inner pain in my whole life."

"All I can do is to not let him suffer alone in the next few days..."

When the elevator door was about to close, Zhou Jingyuan asked, "Is it because of guilt?"

"I never stayed in another world because of guilt."

When the elevator door closed, Zhou Jingyuan recalled Zhuang Yuezhong's quiet face just now, he smiled in relief, and sent Wen Baiyu a message.

【Bai Yu, you finally got your wish. 】

"I'm back." Zhuang Yuezhong took out the key to open the door, came in and shouted, he was used to not getting any response from Wen Baiyu, so he carried the bag to the kitchen to process the ingredients.

Wen Baiyu had already trimmed the potted plants. He moved to the balcony and watered them with a watering can.

The green leaves with water droplets are like morning dew, and the crystal clear water droplets drip to the ground along the texture of the leaves.

In the past three years, Wen Boyu had seen Zhuang Yuezhong a handful of times, but at this moment he suddenly turned his head and looked at the back of Zhuang Yuezhong cooking in the kitchen.

After all, Zhuang Yuezhong was different. If it was in the past, he would definitely have noticed Wen Baiyu's gaze.

Unlike Wen Baiyu's situation, he was the one who forcibly used the immortal root to pull him back from the death line. Although he recuperated for a year, his body was completely unable to absorb any spiritual power.

Compared with Wen Baiyu who can still use spiritual power, he has completely become a different world.

"Zhuang Yuezhong."

His voice was very soft, but Zhuang Yuezhong heard it, he stopped his hands, walked over and asked, "What's wrong?"

Wen Boyu called him completely subconsciously, and just as he was about to use some excuse to explain away, he suddenly saw his own appearance reflected in the glass window.

Before he knew it, he had long hair and shawls.

"I want to go out later, help me get a hair rope from the drawer."

"Okay." Zhuang Yuezhong opened the drawer as Wen Baiyu said, but the strange thing was that he searched everywhere but couldn't find the hair tie.

There are sundries in the drawer, and a wooden box with a delicate appearance.

Zhuang Yuezhong had no choice but to pick up the wooden box to check, but was stunned when she opened it.

Inside was the blue hair tie he had given to Wen Baiyu.

He lost his mind at this moment, the superficial calm was broken, and a tear fell from his eyes.

"Didn't you find it?" Wen Baiyu asked after waiting for a while when he didn't come.

"I found it." Zhuang Yue looked back with the same expression. He walked over, stretched out his hand to pull Wen Baiyu's long hair behind him, carefully held it in his hand, and tied it for him.

He was too focused and didn't notice that Wen Baiyu had a panoramic view of what he was doing through the window.

"Okay." Zhuang Yuezhong was about to go back and continue cooking.

Wen Boyu walked to the door of the kitchen and leaned against the wall to watch him, with a casual and unrestrained posture, "Today is the Hanfu Festival, and there are activities held nearby..."

Zhuang Yue made a heavy movement and turned to look at him.

Wen Baiyu smiled: "Do you want to go and have a look with me?"

Zhuang Yuezhong's throat moved up and down, and said in a deep voice: "I can't ask for it."

After dinner, they changed into Hanfu and went to the event site.

Compared with the street performances during the day, the most lively street at night is the street of eating, drinking and playing. People wear Hanfu in different styles and colors, and walk alone or with their companions.

The organizer lit the fireworks, and Wen Boyu looked up just in time to see a dazzling firework blooming in the sky, and he couldn't take his eyes off for a while.

Noticing his gaze, Zhuang Yuezhong also stopped and looked towards the sky.

Wen Baiyu wears a fox mask that covers half of his face. He rarely uses his spiritual power in this world. With the mask covering his face, he will not be recognized by people in this busy street. The corners of his mouth are curved gently, as if thinking of happy Things: "My fans also set off fireworks to celebrate my birthday."

Wen Boyu's later birthdays became more and more grand and extravagant, but he could never forget the faces that moved him at the very beginning.

Zhuang Yuezhong watched that video many times, nodded and said: "They are very good."

"You're not still in my fan group, are you?" Wen Baiyu raised his eyebrows and asked.

Zhuang Yue nodded and said: "More than that, I have participated in the planning of many events."

Wen Baiyu's eyes moved, but he quickly concealed the strangeness for a moment, bent his lips and said, "Why bother..."

"Guess lantern riddles and get lanterns! Don't miss it when you pass by!"

Zhuang Yuezhong raised her head when she heard the voice, and saw a lantern that said "A mirror is shining brightly, traveling all over the world to reflect the past and present", subconsciously said: "The moon."

"Your answer is correct!!! This lantern is yours." The stall owner was a young man, and immediately took the lantern out and stuffed it into his hand.

Zhuang Yuezhong looked at the lantern in his hand, a full moon was drawn on it, and he handed it to Wen Baiyu, "Here you are."

Wen Baiyu took it over, staring at the full moon above, the blue hair band with strands of blue hair was blown by the wind.

Zhuang Yue looked at him again, feeling like she was back in time and space, as if she had returned to the world of cultivating immortals.

But the most painful thing is that the past cannot be recovered.

When he was in a daze, Wen Boyu took advantage of his inattention, picked up a headband with animal ears, and put it on Zhuang Yuezhong's head quickly and accurately.

If it was before, how could Wen Baiyu dare to be so abrupt.

Zhuang Yuezhong stretched out her hand to touch it, looked at the happy Wen Baiyu, and asked, "Does it look good?"

"It's beautiful." Wen Baiyu said with a smile.

"If you like it, I'll always be like this." The light next to Zhuang Yuezhong's eyes seemed to glow with warmth.

Because of the mask, only the corners of Wen Baiyu's lips could be seen, and he didn't seem to be much moved.

"It's a bit hot here, let's go to the lake and have a look."

The lakeside is extremely clear, with large and small lanterns floating on it, carrying the most anticipated good wishes, swimming swaying along the breeze.

Zhuang Yuezhong saw someone selling lanterns nearby, so she bought one and handed it to Wen Baiyu, watching him write a wish and stuff it into the flower heart, and then carefully put the lantern into the lake.

"What wish did you make?"

Wen Boyu doesn't pay attention to the saying that if you say it, you can't achieve it. He said with a smile: "May those who love me be safe every year."

He noticed that Zhuang Yue was holding the lantern again: "Don't you want to make a wish with a lantern?"

Zhuang Yuezhong shook her head and said, "My wish has come true..."

Right now.

Wen Boyu was slightly taken aback, as if he understood what he hadn't said clearly.

More and more people came by the lake to set off lanterns, and there were men and women who took pictures and posted videos. Zhuang Yuezhong was worried that Wen Baiyu would be photographed, so she protected him and walked under a tree.

The two got very close, and Wen Baiyu suddenly noticed that Zhuang Yue had gained an extra gray hair.

That's proof of the passing of life.

The two stood under the tree, the night and the lanterns by the lake formed a beautiful picture.

"You don't need to cut your hair deliberately." Wen Baiyu looked calm, his hair was long to his waist, but Zhuang Yuezhong was always as short as when he came to the other world many years ago.

Zhuang Yuezhong's usually solemn eyebrows and eyes softened, he hugged Wen Baiyu and said in a low voice: "I just want you to understand that I will not leave you."

Wen Baiyu tightened his fingers holding Zhuang Yuezhong's sleeves, and the mask covered his soft facial features, only revealing the gray eyes that were as dazzling as night pearls and the slightly sharp jaw line, like a painting demon that captured people's hearts and souls.

He was thankful in his heart that he was wearing a mask, otherwise he would be defeated by Zhuang Yuezhong's warmth and surrender.

Once, he was humbled into the dust, and he only wanted to stay by Zhuang Yuezhong's side.

Now he wants Zhuang Yuezhong to accompany him, just like a mortal husband and wife, spending their whole life hand in hand.

This is what Zhuang Yue owed him heavily.

"Actually, I wrote a sentence on the lantern."

"what?"

"I'll tell you later."

A girl from the photography department was taking pictures of the lanterns, turned around inadvertently, saw this scene, and couldn't help taking pictures with her camera.

She took a picture of a couple kissing under a tree, and then wrote a sentence in the photo.

——May this life be only you, and spend the rest of my life together.

Finish