What he sang is all fake

There are tulle curtains hanging in front of the French windows in the living room, off-white, the same color as the woman's silk nightgown.Daylight streams in, the tasteful furniture and floors are spotless.The afternoon is so long, the room is full of luxury, but there is no vitality.

The hostess of the villa was sitting in a corner, the fabric and the curtains were fitted together, she was holding a cup of cold flower tea, and she was still looking out of the window, like a still puppet.She is no longer young, the years have left traces on the corners of her eyes and temples, and she looks tired and dazed in the restful interval after the manic depression.

Zhou Nanyu put the luggage bag in the hallway, then walked over and half-kneeled in front of her.

"Mom, the tea is cold, ask Aunt Fu to make a new pot."

The woman was stunned for a moment, then came back to her senses, and looked at him as if she had just woken up.

Zhou Nanyu squeezed his palm. "I'm going back to the dormitory, and I'll come back to see you in two days."

Zhou's mother laughed slowly, "Good boy, don't be too tired, they will come to the house to play together on weekends. And Beihe, why isn't that kid clamoring for Aunt Fu's snowflake cake?"

"I'll ask Aunt Fu to do more before I come back next time."

Zhou Nanyu lowered his head, no matter how cold and resolute his face was, it softened in front of his mother, not to mention that she held his face in her hands, and carefully traced his sharp eyebrows and eyes.Zhou Nanyu moved his fingers lightly, and his mother took him into her arms.

"Go, my darling."

Zhou Nanyu closed the door of the house, and the fallen leaves in the yard had not had time to be swept away.He stepped on the golden dust, creaking and walking all the way out.Every time he left home, his mood was the same, sad for no reason.

His family is well-off, his father dominates the shopping malls, and his mother loves him like a treasure. It seems that he has no reason to struggle further—for example, to find out why his mother is anxious and depressed day after day, and why she is always talking about it through his face. See what doesn't exist for others.

He drove away from his house and headed to the other side of the city.The radio was playing a love song that was very popular last year. It was a work by a senior from the same company. Bei He and Gu Hui liked it very much. During that time, they played it every day in the dormitory.

A slightly hoarse male voice is singing, everyone is acting, playing life and yourself, where do you love me today, what kind of drama do you want to play?

Before taking the key to open the door, Zhou Nanyu heard a bang and bang in the room.It was already considered a well-sound-proof apartment, and God knows what they were doing.It's across the door, so no one knows that Zhou Nanyu actually had a relieved and relaxed expression on his face before showing the majesty of the captain.

"Ah! The captain is back!"

Chu Xiaofei wore a strange device on his head, which looked like thick electronic glasses.With a great sword in his right hand and a shield in his left, he staggered towards him as he spoke.

Looking at the living room in a mess, the water cup, remote control, tissue box, and pillow fell all over the floor.Li Qian'an pulled Gu Hui to stand on the sofa, and Bei He jumped out from the back of the sofa, holding a sword in his hand.

Before relaxing for half a minute, Zhou Nanyu's eyelids twitched, and his brows furrowed again.

"Oh, no, no, no, I'm really dizzy." Chu Xiaofei threw himself on him and took off the device, "This is what Sister Jing just sent this morning. It's a new VR game. It's quite vulgar like Dragon Warrior. It’s a plot, but it’s not bad, Captain, you try it?”

(VR: virtual reality, virtual reality)

Everyone else was holding back their laughter, how could Zhou Nanyu do such a thing that didn't fit other people's plans.

"We seem to want to endorse this game," Li Qi'an explained, "I took a look at the game's planning, and it's very ambitious..."

Li Qi'an Balabala began to introduce, and Chu Xiaofei encouraged Zhou Nanyu to try, but Zhou Nanyu looked around with the prop sword in disgust, as if he was looking at a two-kilogram garbage demo disc.Bei He lay on the back of the sofa and looked at them, or rather, at Zhou Nanyu, until Gu Hui reminded him in a low voice.

"Xiaobei, it's time."

Beihe was going back to Yidu again, this time he still didn't say hello, he only told Gu Hui.

Chu Xiaofei expressed strong dissatisfaction, "Why don't you come back with me in only two days! What's going on, Xiaobei is still open!"

Bei He giggled and let Chu Xiaofei lick his head.He still didn't have much luggage this trip, he only carried a handbag and a few clothes.When he walked towards Zhou Nanyu who was silent on the side, the other three fell silent in unison.

He looked as usual, put a slightly larger baseball cap on his head, raised his head and put on a smiling face at Zhou Nanyu.

"Captain, take me to the airport."

North-South CP is popular again.

Bei He returned home alone again, and Zhou Nan reluctantly bid farewell at the terminal.Qi Mei shed tears at the video of the chance encounter, and then continued to send Qi Chen harassing messages persistently.

Brother, tell me!How the hell did you know last time?

According to my sixth sense, the more I thought about it, the more strange it became that Beihe seemed to know me.

If you don't tell me, I really annoy you every day, believe it or not!

Of course, these news without exception have all come to nothing.Qi Chen had already turned his phone to silent, and was contemplating the 3D modeling in his notebook at the moment.Beihe walked for a week, and he lived a peaceful life alone. Although he had already recognized the existence of this big star as a roommate, it still didn't matter to him whether there was another person in the family.

Recently, a subject he was dealing with was very complicated, and the tutor's requirements were tricky. Qi Chen's desire to win as a top physiology male was aroused.The printed materials were spread all over the bed, there were too many cigarette butts and takeaway boxes at home, and he didn't have time to shave his beard, so he sat with his hair and stared at the model all afternoon.

The same cold but focused gaze appeared not long ago on another face that resembled him so much.

Zhou Nanyu turned off the car, and Bei He was about to get out of the car when he also opened the door.

"I'll take you up."

Zhou Nan made a gesture to help Bei He carry the bag, but the latter calmly moved his hands away.

"It's okay, it's not heavy."

Bei He walked beside him, put on his mask, raised his head to look at him, and blinked slowly.

"Captain, are you going up like this?"

It was only then that Zhou Nanyu realized that hats and sunglasses were in the car. He walked out so generously that he was exposing every look and every frown to the potential camera.He seems to have never made such a low-level mistake, and this kind of thing should not be reminded.

Bei He's seldom-exposed thorns had been stretched long enough. He took off his mask, shattered the secret, and finally touched Zhou Nanyu's self-esteem.

Zhou Nanyu hesitated for a moment, but still did not stop.He took a few steps with his long legs and then slowed down, waiting for Bei He to catch up.

"I see," Bei He showed a look of sudden realization, "It's the last business before the winter break. After all, I'll change my job when I return next year." He didn't seem to see the displeasure flashing in Zhou Nanyu's eyes, and continued to say happily, "I I think Xiaobei is really good, Yidu group, Qian sent me a Xiaobei article last time, hahahaha that article said that Xiaofei and I were in—"

"enough."

Zhou Nanyu interrupted him.

Two steps away is the elevator, and there are already vague sights drifting towards them.Zhou Nanyu's 184 height is matched with the temperament cultivated by banknotes and spotlights, which is eye-catching wherever he goes.His expression management was still stretched below the red line, but he had already stared at Bei He and stopped making a sound.

"Don't make trouble, can you?"

Bei He poked the up button of the elevator with his fingertip.Tilting her head and looking back at him, there was both doubt and a hint of amusement in her eyes.

"Huh? What's wrong with me?"

There was really no flaw in his expression, Zhou Nanyu was dumbfounded by the question.The elevator door opened, and a mother and daughter came out. Zhou Nanyu stepped aside and stuck to Bei He.

Artists with a sense of professionalism can more or less feel whether a camera is filming them, so Zhou Nanyu subconsciously placed his hands on Bei He's waist at this moment, as if they were acting beautifully.Bei He chuckled, and whispered, "You don't have to do this, Captain."

What is this.

Zhou Nanyu felt a suffocation in his heart that made him extremely uncomfortable, but he still couldn't find a reason or a way to relieve it.He was waiting for time to take away this inexplicable energy, but unexpectedly it intensified.

There are still many things I want to ask clearly.Zhou Nanyu spoke again, "Why are you so eager to return home recently?"

When they were in the dormitory, Chu Xiaofei and the others asked, but Beihe was vague, and only said that he had rented a new house there, and he would invite them to play after setting it up another day.Others may not know it, but Zhou Nanyu thinks he still knows Bei He, so this is very strange.

Beihe should really hate Yidu.

Seeing that Beihe didn't answer, Zhou Nanyu asked again, "Over there...do you still ask for money?"

The elevator arrived at the departure floor of the terminal building, and the sound of footsteps and voices came and went, and the narrow confrontation space between the two was broken.Bei He paused for a moment, then raised his foot and took a step forward.

"It's nothing, don't worry." Bei He said calmly, his eyes were still calm, "I did fall in Yidu, but I also..."

The security checkpoint was very close, and there were a few whispers from around. Bei He stood opposite Zhou Nanyu, put his luggage on the ground, and put on a farewell expression.Half on tiptoe, he raised his hand to straighten the collar of Zhou Nanyu's windbreaker.Anyone who sees this is a look of intimacy, but they don't know the determination in his words.

"I'm also the kind of person who has to stand up wherever I fall."

When Bei He said that, it seemed that there was something in his words.

He took a few steps back, waved to Zhou Nanyu again, and then walked into the security fast lane without looking back. This time he was finally willing to buy himself a first-class ticket.

I'm coming back.

Bei He typed these words in the chat window with Qi Chen.After hesitating for a while, he backspaced and deleted.Two hours of flying time is not too long, Bei He pulled down the brim of his hat, put on a blanket, and closed his eyes to sleep.

He actually fell asleep, and the artist's body has long been accustomed to quickly entering a light sleep on any kind of transportation.With a huge roar, the steel giant bird took him to the blue sky, but in his dream he fell into the night of the past.

Those vague scenes are fragments of memories.Why was he so busy when he first debuted? He was so busy that he didn’t have time to sleep. He rested in the back of the nanny’s car between the announcements. Zhou Nanyu’s leg was his pillow, Chu Xiaofei’s coat was his quilt, Li Qi’an and Gu Hui's intermittent dialogue is his lullaby.At that time, he was really tired. He practiced dancing until three o'clock in the middle of the night, and a few pieces of bread lasted the whole day, but he was very happy at that time.He has been lucky enough to get out of the old situation, the goal is ahead, and he is walking hard on the road, as if everything is bright.

In the dream, he slept lightly on Zhou Nanyu's legs, with a warm hand covering his eyes to block the light for him.Li Qi'an, who was in the previous shoot, was excitedly imagining the future. He said that we will produce many works, hold concerts all over Asia and even the world, earn a lot of money, and even make movies with our own funds.

It's good to have dreams, but it seems that there is nothing you can't get after you become famous.Bei He looked at himself three years ago, at Zhou Nan who knew nothing three years ago, and said softly, no, people are too greedy, I want a lot.

I want love, will you give it to me?

The door rang, and Qi Chen's eyelids moved, but they still didn't open.

Staring at the computer screen for a long time caused him a headache that exploded, and it was too late to react. He collapsed on the bed and couldn't even get out of bed to cook a bag of instant noodles.

Qi Chen?Someone outside the door was calling his name, a clear, joyful voice.

"Qi Chen, are you home?"

The lights are on, of course at home.Qi Chen hummed feebly, but he didn't know if the other party heard it.It was quiet outside for a while, and then there was another knock on the door after a while.

"Qi Chen? I'm coming in."

Speaking of which, this was actually the first time that Beihe officially stepped into Qichen's territory.I stood at the door and looked twice before, but I never walked in for any reason.Opening the door, Beihe froze for two seconds at the door, Qi Chen heard it right, the little guy just cursed again.

"You." Bei He carefully stepped over a book and stood in front of his window, "You look like a murder scene in a movie."

what the hell.Qi Chen tried to sit up with his arms propped up, but unexpectedly his whole body was exhausted.

Beihe wasn't exaggerating.In his field of vision, a desk lamp was turned on in the whole room, the notebook was lit with a deep light, the windows were wide open, and the cold wind was blowing.There was an ashtray full of cigarette butts on the bedside table, and Qi Chen was lying flat among the piles of white drawings and sketches, half holding a pencil in his hand.

Even if he hadn't taken off his coat yet, Bei He was shivered by the wind.Qi Chen opened the window to diffuse the smell of smoke, and to get fresh air to keep awake, but he never expected to blow himself to his knees like this.

"You have a fever." Bei He touched his forehead, and his tone softened involuntarily when he treated the patient. "Why did I make myself like this after not seeing you for a week?"

Qi Chen raised his eyelids and touched his forehead.He couldn't feel it, anyway, it was true that his whole body was uncomfortable.

"...That's really strange." His voice was also hoarse, but he was quite cheerful, "I haven't been sick for a long time."