What he sang is all fake

The date Qi Chen could move to the East Bank was earlier than he and Bei He imagined, and he received an official offer the day after Christmas.The HR responsible for the handover liked him very much, and the process of discussing salary and entry time went smoothly.

The labor contract was in duplicate, and Qi Chen carefully signed his name with a black signature pen.

"Welcome to join the Silver Tower."

The capable female HR stood up, shook hands with him, and sent him to the door of the office building.From the interview to the formal finalization of the job, Qi Chen has been in and out of the building several times, and has always been very calm, and it is the same now.Different from those group dramas that were staged here before, full of energy, dejected, sincerely grateful, gnashed teeth - Qi Chen didn't have any kind of expression or mood.

None, or more accurately, came too late.When he returned to the quiet room and sat alone at the desk for a while, he suddenly said: Ah, it seems that everything to be done has been done.

Next week's exam must be good, the grade of this course at the end of the semester must be improved, the college entrance examination must be at least xxx, the xxxx thesis should be written within this week, how many drawings should be completed before xx... This is how he Find a way to accomplish the goal in front of you, and live sensibly and regularly until now.One of his recent goals is to enter the design institute of his choice when recruiting in spring next year. Now the plan has been realized ahead of schedule. Everything in the Silver Tower is impeccable, and he has indeed reached this point with his strength and luck, but then what?

Then, like this generation of anxious or confused or sober young people, he will completely leave the campus and set foot in the society to live a nine-to-five life, which is more likely to be a nine-to-eleven life for him.He will let the invisible and pervasive pressure of life wear away his few passions and edges, and he will become a social machine like countless others, or simply live to live.

With Qi Chen's indifferent personality, it would have been like this.

But now it's different——

He has North River.

A corner of the window was opened, a gust of wind blew by, and the tail of the curtain swept back and forth twice on the bay window covered with a thin layer of dust.A thick picture album was spread out on the desk, a section of red string stretched out and lay on the table, a golden bookmark stood quietly in the middle of the pages, and a corner of the totem of Taiping with an elephant shone with a golden spot of light.The winter air feels sober, and occasionally there is a palpitation as the coolness is sucked into the lungs.

Qi Chen lay on his back on the swivel chair, kicked his feet lightly, and the chair swiveled. The heat felt by his skin told him the trajectory of the evening light turning from his body.Everything was fine, he could just sit for a long time with his eyes closed.

Compared with confusion, what he has is more of a sense of unreality.After leaving the previous home, he never thought about who he would live with, to the point of forming another "home".And this person is not just someone, he is a person who touches the hearts of thousands of people with every frown and smile, and still has a bright future, but the other party wants to squeeze in the old living room with him to bask in the sun.The brains of countless fantasy space constructions are finally filled with not only reinforced concrete frames, but also the next station leading to the time track: the clouds roll outside the window, the kitten stretches its paws, the sky can be an upside-down sea , the stars converged light and lay in his palm.

But stars are still stars.Playful, eccentric, naughty, silent, cunning, full of hostility, indifferent, shy, laughing, tearful, every side of Beihe is shining, he is The one who is always illuminated.In the past, present, and even in the future, Qi Chen may never say such a thing, because he knows that a relationship is a process of two people fulfilling each other, but he always feels that he is the one who is given a home.

It's not a gorgeous apartment, but an ideology that wants to write each other into the "home" in the future.

Qi Chen later realized that he was almost filled with the intertwined taste of sweet and bitter, and all his due feelings were indeed too late.After turning the swivel chair eight or nine times, he felt a little dizzy before stepping on it. The skin was warmed by the sun, and the scorching heat burned into his heart. He even felt his eye sockets burn.Qi Chen reached out his hand extremely slowly, there was a kraft paper bag at the bottom of the second drawer of the desk, he could reach it with his eyes closed.A few thin sheets of paper are almost weightless in his hands, but they have been pressed in his heart for so long.

He rummaged on the table for a while, found a spare lighter, and then went up to the rooftop with a brown paper bag.In the five-story residential building, the white walls turned into gray walls, the fresh snow melted into water, and the twisted characters carved on the stones in front of the stone railings are the stories of time and others.Half of the sky can still be seen above the undulating buildings in the old city. Before night fell, Qi Chen lay there waiting for the sunset. When he meets the devil, it is time to face his inner demons.

Two years later, he took out the documents in the kraft paper bag again, and seeing those few lines again gave him the feeling that it was not as strong as before, although he still felt a feeling of being pricked in his heart.The flames that popped out of the lighter were the scarlet eyes under the night, looking at him silently at this moment.

The tongue of fire licked the corners, the paper became crumpled and blackened, and the scorched bits fell down, which could never be found when the wind blew.

Beihe didn't quite know how his boyfriend cherished and thanked him in his heart, and he couldn't even imagine how the other party stood on the roof with red eyes blowing the cold wind.If you say quit smoking, you really quit smoking. That person even threw the lighter in the corner of the roof.The Qi Chen he saw was as indifferent as usual, and he appeared at the door of the house carrying a box of egg tarts.

Knock on the door, press the code to unlock it, and throw yourself into your arms.The way they met was also the same as usual, Qi Chen stood at the entrance and patted his back lightly, but Bei He still hugged his neck tightly.

"Ah, ah, it's so boring, when will you move here!"

Qi Chen checked the date in his heart, and said slowly, "Tomorrow."

This time it was Bei He's turn to be stunned, he was urging him for the same thing, thinking in his heart that it would take ten days and half a month, but Qi Chen actually said tomorrow.

ah! ! ! !tomorrow! ! ! ! !

On December 31st, the last day of the year, Bei He jumped up and gave Qi Chen a resounding kiss on the cheek.Come here tonight to accompany me on the New Year's Eve, and I will move on the first day of the Gregorian New Year tomorrow. Wow, the plan is really good.

Qi Chen touched the little guy's head, looked at the eyes that were bent into crescent moons, and smiled a little on his face that was a little stiff from the cold wind.He didn't have the habit of wearing gloves, and he was caught just as his reddened fingers brushed the end of the person in front of him. Bei He held his ten fingers and brought them to his mouth to let out a hot breath.

Talking about being boring every day, thanks to Beihe, he still remembers that he is an idol.Later on AB5 will be broadcast live, the first one will be Zhou Nanyu, followed by Li Qi'an, Chu Xiaofei, Gu Hui, and finally his turn.He opened the live broadcast on time when he received the push, and his teammates might cue him, so he had to watch it in real time no matter what.Bei He lay down beside Qi Chen under a blanket, propped up a tablet and placed it on the tea table for public release.

In fact, it's a bit strange to see this in front of Qi Chen, Bei He always feels that the self in AB5 and the self in front of Qi Chen are two different personalities.But Qi Chen obviously didn't mind seeing more of him as an idol, and even told him with great interest that Qi Mei had bought a membership of this app a long time ago, and now she has squeezed into the live broadcast room to wait.

At exactly nine o'clock, Zhou Nanyu got online on time.Bei He, who was watching Zhou Nanyu's live broadcast with Qi Chen, was extremely twisted, so he could only grab Big Dipper to play on the sofa, pretending to make some movement naturally.Qi Chen understood his mood, saw Big Dipper meow a few times in dissatisfaction, then pressed his hand, motioning him to watch carefully.

Beihe is really convinced, Qi Chen is serious about reading books and drawing pictures, and he can still be so serious about watching (fake) love rival live broadcasts.Zhou Nanyu in the picture is still adjusting the light, it seems that he is also sitting in his room.The light gray curtain was the background, he turned the desk lamp a little bit, smiled formulaically with a cold face, and then waved his hand towards the camera.

"Good evening, I'm Zhou Nan."

The barrage has gone crazy, and most of the words that can be seen clearly in the ghostly crying and wolf howling are "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh again, when are you coming back?"

Presumably this will be the case from the beginning to the end of this night, but after experiencing the paparazzi incident last time, Beihe was a little psychologically disturbed. He reached out and turned off the barrage, leaving only the dialogue column that the mutual anchor can send.

Li Qi'an was the first to say hello: The captain will talk for half an hour before running away, I'm still eating =q=

Chu Xiaofei: Hahahahaha, eat what you want, don't cry when your face is round.

Thanks to Gu Hui's silence, Bei He didn't have to rush to speak.It was only 3 minutes into the broadcast that Zhou Nan said the second sentence slowly, "Happy New Year in advance."

Half of Zhou Nanyu's face was in the shadow, and half of his face was in the light.This kind of light really feels like late at night. He just turned the live broadcast at nine o'clock into a midnight talk at twelve o'clock. The deep voice makes people feel sleepy without listening to a few words.

He stared at the barrage at one end of the screen, and slowly began to interact with fans.

"Well, I'm at home now."

"No travel plans."

"...Dad has returned to China, and I want to spend more time with my family in the near future."

Bei He's eyelids twitched.

Um?Zhou Nan's father has returned to China?

"The content of the new album is of course kept secret."

"Return... come next spring, when the flowers bloom."

Thinking about it, I knew that the barrage must have burst into tears again, Bei He laughed, pointed to the screen and said to Qi Chen: "This person must be reading the script, this tune is probably written by Sister Jing."

Qi Chen didn't speak, still staring intently at the person who was very similar to himself on the screen.He didn't understand these things about artists, but actually he didn't feel that Zhou Nanyu was reading scripts.I don't know how to say it, maybe because of the similar relationship with myself, this person is telling the truth, whether he is speaking from the heart or from the script, he thinks he can tell the difference.

But it was impossible for him to say that to Bei He, it would be too strange to say that.

"Well, I went to Yidu and met Xiaofei and Beihe."

Hearing his name unexpectedly, Bei He was still taken aback for a moment.This question is probably asking if you have met other members recently.

Don't cue me, don't cue me... Beihe thought in his heart, although he could foresee countless North and South CP fans staring at the screen and waiting for his next speech.

"Xiaofei these two days... Forget it, let him talk about it later."

First whetted one's appetite, Zhou Nanyu paused for a few seconds, then looked at a certain question scrolling across the screen and replied, "Of course it's still there." He raised his left hand, which had never been seen in the mirror, from the shadow beside him, His lean and powerful arms stood in front of the camera, and a red string bracelet was tightly tied around his wrist.

"Well, I haven't taken it off since that day."

Beihe: ...

He glanced cautiously at Qi Chen, who still had a calm expression and didn't react much.Although he could not be called guilty, he still approached him flatteringly and hooked his arm.He knew that this was business as usual, but after jumping out of the vicious circle he had fallen into before and looking at this kind of ambiguous rhetoric, he finally felt extremely awkward.

In the past, if he could get such a vague response, maybe he would be happy for a long time.Now after letting go, apart from blessings, there is still a gap between him and Zhou Nanyu that cannot be refilled.They can't go back to the past, whether it is the relationship of looking up and caring, the relationship of pure friends or colleagues, all have been deformed.

It's a pity, but in terms of his selfishness, there is no better ending than the present.

The most amazing thing is that Qi Chen seems to know what he is thinking at times like this.He was moved by the arm he was holding, lifted up slightly, and pulled Bei He's somewhat cold fingers to hold it.

The sense of security that Beihe wanted was conveyed here.

Zhou Nanyu looked at them across the screen, and then slowly lowered his eyes.

"Qi'an is writing a new song," he said, "Gu Hui also discussed with me about the new line dance. Anyway, everything is under preparation. Please wait patiently. AB5 will return with the best appearance."

As soon as the official words were said, Bei He shivered.Qi Chen's voice came with a slight smile, "Why are you so bored?"

Bei He pouted, "I'm very busy!"

"What are you busy with?"

"I was busy chasing you before, but now I am busy falling in love."

Qi Chen stopped talking.Bei He hee hee twice, leaning on Qi Chen's shoulder and continuing to look at Zhou Nanyu's face.Just when he felt that he didn't seem too awkward anymore, Zhou Nanyu said again: "And I heard that Beihe has also started writing songs."

Bei He groaned in his heart, and finally realized Qi Chen's uncomfortable feeling when his classmates asked him about the Silver Pagoda.But even if Qi Chen found the pile of waste manuscript paper by his bedside, he might not immediately think that it was for him.

As expected, Qi Chen's comment on this was only: "...So I'm really busy."

With Zhou Nanyu's speaking speed and intermittent silence, it was very easy to delay the live broadcast for half an hour, but everyone including Beihe did not expect that in the last minute of the live broadcast, Zhou Nanyu said something.

"There is still a chance to meet you all before the Spring Festival." Zhou Nanyu frowned at the camera, "In Yidu in the middle of January, there will be a fanmeeting, all the staff will come, the details will be announced tomorrow, and it will be a New Year gift for everyone. "

"Then, leave it to Qi'an."

Zhou Nanyu waved his hand and turned off the live broadcast.

Bei He was stunned for a long time.

Um? ?Have a schedule? ?How come no one told me? ? ?

Next to him, Qi Chen also received a series of question marks from Qi Mei in real time:

? ? ?No matter what FM doesn't ask me for a VIP ticket in advance, are you still my brother? ? ?

Qi Chen handed the phone directly to Bei He, feeling dumbfounded.

...I'm really not your brother.

Here Bei Hegang replied in a daze, "Ah, the VIP ticket is fine..." Qi Mei sent several more messages:

By the way, I just talked about the Spring Festival!

What date do you go home this year?I haven't seen you for more than a year, and my parents talk about you every day!

Bei He blinked, and handed the phone back to Qi Chen.Qi Chen glanced at it, but put down the phone without replying.

Li Qi'an's clear voice came from the tablet. Bei He grabbed his phone and asked about FM in the group. Qi Chen was silent for a while, then suddenly said coldly:

"Come back to Weicheng with me during the Spring Festival."

Bei He reacted for several seconds, his eyes widened slightly.

"……what?"

Qi Chen held his hand tightly, "Well, come home with me."