After the top flow fans fell off the horse

Song Rang woke up from the cold.

He rubbed his arms, closed his eyes, touched the corner of the quilt and tried to cover him, but when he pulled it off, he realized that the quilt seemed to be pressed by something heavy. On his stomach, it completely woke him up.

Song Rang opened his eyes, and his eyeballs turned around in the dark room at present, and fell on the wall-mounted air conditioner that was working on the opposite wall.

18 degrees, no wonder his hairs stood up.

Next to him, Yuan Maojia was fast asleep, snoring a little, wondering if he had dreamed of delicious food, smacking his lips, hugging the quilt and turning over again.

In the hotel's 1.8-meter bed, he slept in a mess, occupying 1.7 meters wide by himself. There were two quilts, one under his body, and the other tightly wrapped around his arms.

If he had known that he was sleeping like this, Song Rang would rather sleep on the sofa.

He lay in bed for a while, and decided to go to the living room to find warmth.

What happened last night is still unbelievable to him now. He was invited by Yuan Maojia to drink with Xu Shixi, and Xu Shixi even handed the wine to him in person. Let me experience the beauty of wine for the first time, of course, a large part of the reason is that the glass of wine was poured from time to time.

Xu Shixi protected his throat from drinking, and Song Rang didn't drink much. The two bottles of wine that Zhu Wen brought were divided between her, Wen Wenxuan and Yuan Maojia.

When friends get together, it is inevitable to recall the past, especially when Xu Shixi is the central figure, and the people who try to integrate into the small group are his fans, the chatterbox can't be shut down at all.

Song Rang heard a lot about Xu Shixi's past all night.

For example, the first performance of Xu Shixi Band was in a residential area. They were performing, and the aunts in the community were dancing in the square.

For example, everyone in the band was called their parents because they often skipped class to go to the bar to perform. Only Xu Shixi threatened the teacher by returning to the first grade in the grade. If he told his parents that he could not guarantee what he would do next time, the dean would be furious. Enough.

Another example is when they performed on the street on Valentine's Day one year, and they didn't know who took the lead, throwing flowers from their boyfriend over. At the end of the performance, the roses in front of Xu Shixi were in front of Wen Wen Xuan and Le Cheng. two or three times.

Song Rang has never been involved in these pasts and pasts, but just listening to them speak seems to get into their memories and experience them together.

Song Rang felt that he liked Xu Shixi more.

He must thank Song Qian when he looks back, and thank his brother for arranging the movie "Hard Disk Crisis" for him.

He opened the door while thinking, the weak light in the living room cast a long thin light mark on his face, his movements stopped abruptly when he saw the person by the window.

The man was wearing solid-color pajamas, standing by the window, with broad shoulders and slender legs. Hearing the sound of the door opening, he slowly turned his head to look over.

The moment their eyes met, Song Rang saw Xu Shixi frowned.

Song Rang's eyes fell on the cigarette dangling between his lips.

The cigarette hadn't been lit yet, but the lighter in his hand was emitting a cluster of small blue flames.

"Xu Shixi," Song Rang paused, went out and closed the door, he thought about it for a long time, and finally said, "Smoking is bad for your throat."

Xu Shixi looked at him, and after two seconds, the flame on the lighter suddenly went out. He took off the cigarette between his lips and said in a low voice, "I know."

As a singer, no one is more aware of the damage of tobacco and alcohol to the throat than him.

"You know how to smoke?" Song Rang stood side by side with him, only to find that there were still three or five fans and reporters staying downstairs.

Was Xu Shixi standing here just now, looking at the light sign downstairs?

How long has he been looking at it?

Song Rang looked at the clock on the coffee table, the current time was 25:[-] in the morning.

He doesn't understand, if he can understand the reporter's behavior, but he doesn't understand the persistent fans downstairs.

Was it the fans who bothered and annoyed him that made him want to smoke?

Song Rang can't smoke, but Song Qian can. Although he seldom smokes in front of his family, he occasionally leaves a few uncleaned cigarette butts in the ashtrays in his study and office.

Song Qian learned to smoke in his third year of high school. He said that the senior he had a crush on had a boyfriend.

Song Rang was half a head shorter than Xu Shixi, and his hair was a bit messy when he slept, and a strand was curled up.Xu Shixi looked at the little lock of hair and said, "I used to."

He threw the cigarette into the trash can: "I quit later."

Originally, he quit, but since he encountered a creative bottleneck some time ago, he picked it up again.

Smoking irritated his throat, and he didn't dare to actually smoke. He just put the cigarette in his mouth, relying on the nicotine in the air to soothe the restlessness in his heart.

In fact, he woke up suddenly in the middle of the night and wanted to go to the living room to get a glass of water. When he passed by the floor-to-ceiling windows, he glanced out casually and saw fans who were still unwilling to leave.

These people like him, do they like his face?Song?Or is it him?

For your own selfish desires, influencing others is also because you like it?

Song Rang is also a fan of his, and he couldn't fake the nervousness and excitement when they met, but he had to set a goal for himself even if he asked for an autograph and a group photo. The gap between people is really big.

Xu Shixi never smoked in front of people, so he didn't expect to be bumped into by Song Rang in the middle of the night.

He once said in an interview that in order to protect his voice, he would never drink alcohol, tobacco or other spicy things, so now that he knows that his words and deeds are inconsistent, what will Song Rang think, and will he continue to like him?

"Xu Shixi..." Song Rang suddenly raised his head, and was obviously taken aback when he met his gaze, as if he didn't expect him to keep staring at him.

Xu Shixi: "Huh?"

Song Rang wanted to say that the behavior of fans who follow private itineraries downstairs will be cast aside in the fan circle. They are doing it to satisfy their own voyeuristic desires, not to really like them.

True love should be equal to both sides, to be a better self under the power of idols, and to restrain one's words and deeds so as not to cause trouble to idols.

He opened his mouth, but still didn't speak.

Tuk Tuk-

There was a sudden knock on the door.

"It's so late, who is going to knock on the door?" Song Rang was puzzled, and subconsciously raised his foot to open the door.

With a tight wrist, Xu Shixi quickly grabbed him.

Before he could speak, a female voice sounded outside the door, not loud enough for the two people in the room to hear clearly in the quiet night: "Xu Shixi, are you there?"

It's illegitimate!

Song Rang basically stays in his own hotel when he runs out to announce that he needs to stay overnight. He has never encountered such a thing as an illegitimate child knocking on the hotel door in the middle of the night, so he doesn't think about it at all when he hears someone knocking on the door. Those fans only dared to declare their love downstairs.

He didn't expect these illegitimate students to be so bold, and how did the illegitimate students know Xu Shixi's room number?

The more he thought about it, the more creepy he became, and Song Rang broke out in a cold sweat.

Song Rang subconsciously went to look at Xu Shixi. He stopped him because he knew who was outside when the door knocked?

How many times has this happened to him?

Song Rang opened his mouth: "Xu—"

Xu Shixi stretched out his index finger and put it on his lips. Song Rang immediately shut up and swallowed the remaining two words.

Neither of the two made a sound, and they didn't even change their movements.

Xu Shixi stared at the door, and Song Rang followed his gaze. The porch light was not turned on, and it was rather dark near the entrance. Through the gap under the door, he could see the light coming from the corridor and the two dark shadows blocking the light.

There was no response, and the people outside knocked persistently several times, and they could vaguely hear the conversation between the two. "Are you sure it's here?"

"Sleep so late, I guess?"

"I really want to meet him, I must tell him how much I like him!"

"How about we just wait for him here, he will go out tomorrow?"

"Are you crazy? Are you afraid that he will call the police and take you away?"

"I like him. Why did he call the police? We just wanted to see him, and we didn't do anything harmful. Why should the police take me away?"

The two illegitimate students struggled outside for more than half an hour before leaving.

Song Rang lay on the door and listened for a long time, then turned around and said, "Let's go."

Xu Shixi bent down and picked up the card on the ground.

"What is this?" Song Rang leaned over, looking for two Polaroid photos. The girl in the photo had a pretty face, "This is... the illegitimate student just now?"

Looking at the quiet girls in the photo, it was difficult for him to connect them with the person who knocked on the door just now.

Song Rang went to look at Xu Shixi again, and Xu Shixi turned the photo over with a calm expression.

On the back of the Polaroid photo, there are two different contact methods.

Song Rang took a breath.

Xu Shixi casually threw the photo into the trash can.

He was very calm throughout the whole process. During the half an hour when the illegitimate student repeatedly knocked on the door outside, he even had the leisure to pour a glass of water for himself and Song Rang. Song Rang was restless there, and Xu Shixi But he calmly seemed to be used to this kind of thing.

On the way, Song Rang asked him if he needed to call the hotel security. Xu Shixi said that calling the security meant that they had found the right place, and they did what they wanted.

Xu Shixi didn't even want to give such an illegitimate child a look.

Song Rang followed Xu Shixi back to the living room, looked at Xu Shixi's expression, and asked cautiously, "Xu Shixi, do you often encounter this kind of thing?"

Xu Shixi didn't answer, but instead asked, "Scared you?"

"It's too scary." Song Rang replied truthfully. If Xu Shixi hadn't held him back at that time, perhaps the two bastards would have rushed in the moment he opened the door, and they would have seen the idol who was thinking about it day and night. , No one knows what will happen.

After debuting for so long, Xu Shixi has encountered all kinds of illegitimate sons. Knocking on the door of a hotel in the middle of the night is a bit scary except for the first or second time, but it becomes normal after more times. Compared with chasing cars at the airport and guarding private houses, etc. , is already relatively small in lethality.

But this hotel can no longer live.

He didn't take it seriously at first, but when he looked back, Song Rang didn't know what he had imagined, his little face was pale with fright.

Thinking that this might be the first time he encountered such a situation, Xu Shixi was about to comfort him when Song Rang suddenly reached out and pinched the hem of his clothes.

Song Rang raised his head, and there was a row of tooth marks on his lower lip. His eyes were full of worry: "Xu Shixi, this hotel can't continue, let's leave!"

His eyes were a little red, Xu Shixi nodded and remained silent for two seconds, then took out a piece of paper and handed it to him: "It's nothing, don't be afraid."

"Xu Shixi, I'm not afraid." Hearing Xu Shixi's comforting words, Song Rang couldn't hold back his tears, and tears fell down like broken threads.

He imagined Xu Shixi's experience of being chased by an illegitimate son, couldn't stop crying, blew his nose vigorously, and said with a sob: "No, I'm also quite scared. I just thought, if you don't become an artist That's fine, if you weren't an artist, you wouldn't have encountered this kind of thing, but if you weren't an artist, I wouldn't have met you either."

"I think I'm so selfish. When I realized this, I thought it's a good thing I met you." Song Rang continued, "When I go back and open a small account on the Internet, I can scold them for you!"

Xu Shixi was at a loss when facing the crying Song Rang, but couldn't help laughing when he heard the last sentence.

His hands froze in mid-air, and he patted Song Rang on the back of the head twice.